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slasher-male-wife · 2 years

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About me and request rules

Hey I'm Ziggy and this is my blog where I obsess over men and sometimes women. I use he/him and I'm 18. I really like fall stuff, vampires, Halloween in general, and my special interest is specifically horror movies. My favorite horror movie is Texas chainsaw massacre. My side account is @slashers-offical-boyfriend and my non fan fiction account is @living-dead-author. Below is the information on my request rules and info. Enjoy your stay <3

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Include things like hobbies, dream career, ideal parter, personality traits gender identity.

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Make them as long as you think they should be.

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Light or regular angst

head cannons

drabbles

fics

gore

hurt x comfort

x gn, male, trans masc and ftm reader

Autistic, depressed, anxious, etc reader (I won’t write about mental health issues/ mental illnesses unless I have it myself or I feel comfortable enough portraying it)

Darker topics like past mentions of abuse, sh, kidnapping, murder, etc all with proper trigger warnings

poly stories and head cannons (unless you tell me you want them to be poly I won’t write them as poly)

Slashers in a Dbd setting if they're actually in the game

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Iffy (Not common or might not write about depending on the request)

character x character

suicidal reader

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Recovering Ed related things

Heavy angst (More likely to be written with a happy ending)

Age regressing reader (Only if it's sfw)

x fem reader (Won't be very common for now unless it's essential to the fic)

I won’t do

sexual fics or head cannons

Child reader

pregnant reader

parent reader

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Characters

Horror characters

Scream: Billy Loomis, Stu Macher

Black Christmas: Billy Lenz

Halloween: Michael Myers (og or rob zombie), Corey Cunningham

The Boy: Brahms Heelshire

Texas Chainsaw Massacre: Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, Nubbins Sawyer, Chop top Sawyer, Vanita "Stretch" Brock

House of wax: Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair

Behind the mask: Leslie Vernon

House of 1000 corpses: Otis Driftwood, Baby Firefly

The Lost boys: David, Paul, Marko, Dwayne, Michael, Star

The Black phone: The Grabber/Albert Shaw

Spree: Kurt Kunkle

Friday the 13th: Jason Voorhees, Tommy Jarvis

Child's play: Tiffany Valentine

Re-animator: Herbert West, Dan Cain

Carrie: Carrie White

Saw: Amanda Young, Adam Faulkner, Mark Hoffman, Peter Strahm

Candy man: The Candy man/ Daniel Robitaille

31: Doomhead

Psycho: Norman Bates

My bloody valentine: Harry Warden

American psycho: Patrick Bateman

Hannibal nbc: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter

Near dark: Severen

Laid to rest: Jesse Cromeans

Martin: Martin Mathias

The Collector: Asa Emory/The Collector

Thanksgiving: Sheriff Eric Newlon

The Walking dead

Daryl Dixon

Rick Grimes

Negan Smith

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Rhee

Dead by Daylight

Danny Johnson/Ghostface

Pyramid head

Any slasher listed in the above section that is in dbd

Interview with the vampire 1995

Lestat De Lioncourt

Louis De Pointe Du Lac

Call of Duty

Phillip Graves

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

Misc. Characters

Johnathan Crane/Scarecrow (DC, based off Cillian Murphy portrayal)

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bosinclairsgff · 9 months

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Requests Rules <3

Hey everyone, I want to get back into writing fanfiction and stuff like that! So here are my request rules and other important things to know! (I used to only write on Wattpad so I'm new to using Tumblr pls be nice <3)

Requests: open

Will do

Hurt x comfort

Fluff

Head cannons

Sometimes mentions of abuse, kidnapping, murder or sh (there will be trigger warnings)

Light angst

Drabbles

Characters hurting the reader (there will be a tw)

Reader with depression or anxiety

Won't do

Pregnant reader

Child reader

Parent reader

x male, ftm, mtf or poly reader (I am not qualified to write about those as I have no experience involving them)

Characters I will write for

Halloween: RZ Micheal Myers, Corey Cunningham

Amusement: The Laugh

The Boy: Brahms Heelshire

Texas Chainsaw Massacre: Nubbins Sawyer, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, Chop Top Sawyer, Drayton Sawyer, Vilmer Sawyer

Scream: Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Amber Freeman, Sydney

Friday The 13th: Jason Voorhees

House Of Wax: Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair

Saw: Amanda Young, Mark Hoffman

House Of 1,000 corpses: Otis Driftwood, Baby Firefly

American Psycho: Patrick Bateman

Child's Play: Tiffany Valentine

The Black Phone: The Grabber/Albert Shaw

The Collector: Arkin

Silent Hilld/DBD: Pyramid Head

Carrie: Carrie White

Ghost Ship: Jack Ferriman

Thirteen Ghosts: Dennis Rafkin

The Shining: Jack Torrance, Wendy Torrance

The Invitation: Walter Deville

Midnight Mass: Father Paul

The funhouse massacre: Doll face

A nightmare on Elm Street (2010) : Quentin Smith

My Bloody Valentine 3-D: Tom Hanniger

Don’t breathe: Norman Nordstrom

The Purge Anarchy: Leo Barnes

Midsommer: Pelle

Thanksgiving: Sheriff Eric Newlon

Leather face (2017) : Jedediah Sawyer

American horror story : Kai anderson, kit walker

Jennifer’s Body : Jennifer Check

You : Love Quinn

Resident Evil (movies): Dr. Isaac, Alice, Jill Valentine

Re- animator: Herbert West

Urban Legend: Brenda

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crossroadsserpent · 8 months

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Beautiful Bloodshed.

Otis Driftwood x Transmasc! Reader. (18+)

Chapter Four

(Chapter Three below.)

Same Warnings and Summary apply.

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(Two weeks after the last chapter, Otis is coming to terms with his sexuality and fighting his internal homophobia and Y/N is wanting to spend more time with Otis.)

{Honestly the first half of this is mostly gunna be Otis fighting his inner demons while trying to act normal around Y/N.}

Today was the day Otis was going to show Y/N his corpse art. Y/N was aware that the Firefly family killed people, and was very well aware of the cult-like rituals they preformed (having seen a few of them himself.) However, Y/N had never seen the extent of Otis's artistic capabilities. Otis didn't want to freak Y/N out with his gore centered pieces, but after seeing their positive reactions toward his other art he felt a deep need for their reactions on his corpse sculptures.

Y/N hadn't even crossed the threshold of the front door before Otis had him by the arm, dragging him out to the barn.

(What is it with the Fireflys and dragging poor Y/N around like a dog?)

Otis stopped infront of the barn and motioned for them to stay put while he unlocked the padlock that kept the barn door closed. When the chain was off the doors he turned back to see if they were still there, once he saw that they had stayed, he flung open the barn doors, revealing to Y/N the scene inside. Inside the barn was the corpse of a woman, her body cut into segments and nailed to a cross. Each arm and leg cut just below the joint, each piece affixed to the wooden cross like a morbid crucifix. Her severed head hung above the rest of the body by a rope tied to her bloody and dirt coated hair, a look of pure terror frozen on her face. Y/N inched closer to the entrance to the barn, trying to get a closer look at the scene before them. Now they could see that each segment had a different nasty word carved onto it.

"Wow.... this is... breathtaking... I don't think there's enough words to describe it." They said in almost a whisper, but Otis heard it very well. "Do the words have any significance?" They turned to look at Otis, freezing slightly when they see the look on Otis's face. Otis was feeling a mix of emotions right now, he was happy that Y/N wasn't afraid of his artwork, though their reaction wasn't what he expected, and on top of that he was debating on whether or not to be honest with them and tell them what the words mean. He eventually decided to tell them the truth, feeling safe enough to be honest with them. (Which is amazing since Baby is the only other person he's ever told anything this personal.) He took a deep breath and began to speak. "Well, the whole thing is a vent piece, each word was a word used to hurt me when I was a kid. I guess it's me trying to look at it all from a different perspective." He swallowed hard. Y/N looked back at the scene, the new knowledge making more little details stand out to them.

The most noticeable thing were the disgusting words. Each word had been cut or carved into the body with varying degrees of severity, portraying how differently each word hurt him. Some words were carved in down to the bone, while others were lightly sliced on the surface of the skin, there were one or two that were painted on in black paint.

It made their stomach churn.

Some of those words were truely horrible.... and seeing which of those words hurt him the most was enough to bring them to tears. How could anyone say those things to someone? And a child no less... it was sickening!

They just wanted to turn around and give Otis the biggest hug, but they knew he didn't like to be touched so they refrained.

"Holy shit... I'm so sorry..." Their voice broke as a tear rolled down their cheek.

Shit.

Otis didn't expect him to respond like that, he didn't want them to respond like that!

He quickly shut the barn doors, padlocking it again before turning back to face them. "Come on, Leaf, let's go back inside, I wanna watch TV."

And with that Otis ushered them back inside and up to his bedroom.

There they sat like they usually did, but this time Y/N was still thinking about how Otis used his nickname for them. They had earned the nickname 'Leaf' when they had returned from the woods covered in leaves after chasing a possum. Otis started to laugh when he saw them walking back up to the house, covered in dirt and leaves, carrying a very confused possum (which was later released back into the wild once they realized their apartment building wouldn't let them keep it).

Otis had his eyes fixed to the TV, but he wasn't paying attention, he was still mentally cursing himself out for thinking it was a good idea to show them THAT piece, he could have waited and shown them a piece that wasn't so full of his own emotions. He made them cry, and he was sure he'd never let himself live it down. It was a dream at first, Y/N liked his art, they weren't scared by it or scared of him for his chosen medium.... but then he had to go and tell them what it actually meant to him, he should have just lied! But he didn't. And that was what made them cry. Christ he was fucking stupid.

Y/N stayed until after dinner and by then it was dark out.

When dinner had finished they followed Otis up to his room where they'd left their bag. They wanted to say something to Otis, but they weren't sure what they'd even say, so they stood there in silence for a minute.

Then, out of the blue, Y/N hugged Otis tightly. They didn't care if Otis hated them for it after, they just couldn't hold back anymore.

"Thank you... for showing me that piece of you."

Then just as quickly as it started, it was done, and Y/N was gone, making their way out to their truck, leaving Otis to stand there in stunned silence, his heart damn near beating out if his chest.

End of Chapter Four

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A quick note: I know I only implied it, but the reader has ASD and ADHD, they also live in a shitty apartment in Ruggsville, as well as being a missing person in the state they grew up in (but seeing as it's the 70's it was pretty easy to just leave when they turned 18.)

Also! The reader is 26-27 years old in this and I just realized that in corpses Otis is 47 so there's a 20 year age gap lol.

#house of 1000 corpses #x reader #otis b driftwood #otis driftwood #horror #otis b driftwood x reader #otis driftwood x reader #× transmasc reader #otis b driftwood x transmasc reader #otis driftwood x transmasc reader

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living-dead-author · 1 year

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Welcome to my third blog I’m Vance and my main is @slasher-male-wife. I’m using this blog to post my nsfw content. Please read the rule and character list below before requesting anything.

Masterlist

Do not interact if you are

Proshippers

Republicans/conservatives

Terfs, transmed, transphobic in general

Under 18

Ed blog

Homophobic

If you fetishize any LGBTQ identity

Will write for

Most kinks (If unsure just ask)

AFAB, GN, Transmasc reader (As of right now I'm not confident in my writing ability for AMAB bodies)

Head canons

One shots

Poly characters x reader

Yandere characters

Fluff

Iffy

Oral

Hard kinks (More willing to write them if they're in a more 'kind' or 'loving' way)

Degrading kink

Daddy/Mommy kink (This could become a no go)

AMAB reader

CNC

Female reader

Public stuff

Semen (Excessive talk of this is a no go)

Never will write about this

NSFW things for underage characters

Anal or penetrative sex outside of oral

DDLG/ABLD/Anything ageplay related

Bathroom kinks like scat, piss, vomit

Dehumanization

Heavy degrading

Anything non-con

Fingering

Feet

Breeding

Detrans

Characters

Horror characters

Black Christmas: Billy Lenz

Halloween: Michael Myers (og or rob zombie), Corey Cunningham

The Boy: Brahms Heelshire

Texas Chainsaw Massacre: Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, Nubbins Sawyer, Chop top Sawyer, Vanita "Stretch" Brock

House of wax: Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair

Behind the mask: Leslie Vernon

House of 1000 corpses: Otis Driftwood, Baby Firefly

The Lost boys: David, Paul, Marko, Dwayne, Michael, Star

The Black phone: The Grabber/Albert Shaw

Spree: Kurt Kunkle

Friday the 13th: Jason Voorhees

Child's play: Tiffany Valentine

Re-animator: Herbert West, Dan Cain

Saw: Amanda Young, Adam Faulkner, Mark Hoffman, Peter Strahm

Candy man: The Candy man/ Daniel Robitaille

31: Doomhead

Psycho: Norman Bates

My bloody valentine: Harry Warden

American psycho: Patrick Bateman

Hannibal nbc: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter

Near dark: Severen

Laid to rest: Jesse Cromeans

Martin: Martin Mathias

The Collector: Asa Emory/The Collector

Thanksgiving: Sheriff Eric Newlon

The Walking dead

Daryl Dixon

Rick Grimes

Negan Smith

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Rhee

Dead by Daylight

Danny Johnson/Ghostface

Pyramid head

Any slasher listed in the above section that is in dbd

Interview with the vampire 1995

Lestat De Lioncourt

Louis De Pointe Du Lac

Call of Duty

Phillip Graves

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

Misc. Characters

Johnathan Crane/Scarecrow (DC, based off Cillian Murphy portrayal)

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choptopsbigstinkyslut · 4 years

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Not to be NS/FW or anything but like, I wouldn’t mind

H*lding h*nds with any member of the Sawyer family.

#jason voorhees #michael myers #slashers #bubba sawyer #jason voorhees x reader #slasher x oc #choptop #choptop sawyer #nubbins sawyer #childs play #tiny firefly #otis driftwood #headcaons #house of 1000 corpses #friday the 13th #the devils rejects #texas chainsaw rp #texas chainsaw

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cosmic-lavender · 2 years

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Tranquility chapter 2

*Sorry for the delay folks! Also those of you have watched the hit series on Hulu called P-Valley we'll get the reference about the stolen IDs and the wiring of money. I understand that some of the things I reference are not necessarily 1970s 1980s things but it's my story lol. Also I'm going to make the time gap between our character and her man getting reunited not 10 years because we know she couldn't wait that long to see her boy. *

Usual warnings no one under 18 violence language sexuality and all that good stuff.

Otis driftwood x reader ( she/ her )

"So what happened?" Foxy asked, removing his jacket and setting the keys on the table by the door. He watched you walk towards the bed in the middle of the hotel and sit down. You took a deep breath and started rubbing your hands together, not looking directly at him. Where to even begin? You saw it flash through your mind. Everything that happened was so far away, yet it happened the same day the concept of time was lost to you; everything had been such a whirlwind that you hadn't even allowed yourself to process everything last week. Wow, it had only been a week. You saw back to what happened after getting out of the hospital and, unfortunately, losing your baby; you knew that Foxy had lived close to the Mexico border. You remember talking to Otis about it because he had mentioned that he wanted to visit his brother at some point. You placed the first time you met Foxy. It was the night of one of the Halloween rituals. You two hit it off right away; he remembered you as Babies intelligent and shy friend. You were off-limits according to the family that you were one of the fireflies even though it was unofficially.

The last time he had come by, you and Otis were a couple, and you had participated in the ritual yourself; he saw the way his brother looked at you, and he had never seen him look at anyone that way before he knew he was in love which was something he didn't think was capable of his brother. At first, you weren't sure how you felt about Foxy; he seemed like a creep and asshole. But the more you talked to him, the more you realized that he had his unique sense of humor and way about him just like the rest of the family, and soon you became great friends. It had been some years since you had seen him; life had taken him away from the house and off on his adventures. Still, you always knew that you could count on him if needed. Hence, you decide to take a chance and go to the last place you knew that he had been; according to the family, he had been running some underground operation from Mexico to Texas, and he used the hotel as one of his meeting points for a lot of his clients.

So after about an hour, you explained the whole situation to him he didn't interrupt you; he listened intently, watching you with sad eyes, knowing what this ordeal had taken on you and the fact that you had lost a child that's even more traumatic he didn't have anything to say that could directly comfort you. Still, he reassured you that he was there for you in any way that you needed him. "Damn little sis, I'm so sorry; that's a hell of a journey you were on. I wish I could have been there to help you through most of it," he stated, lighting a cigarette and taking a long draw from it. "But I'm here now, so whatever you feel you need to do, let's do it. I'm down".

"Well, the first thing would be breaking them out of jail. We can't let them stay there. We have to devise some kind of plan to rescue them, and then after that, we'll decide where to go from there. I can't think straight knowing that they are locked away". Foxy put out his cigarette and took out another, lighting it before answering you. "Do you know where they are and all of that because I'm sure I can break them out. I got a good idea." "Yeah, I do know,” you stated, "honestly, it's all over the news, so everyone knows where they are right now."

Foxy thought to himself for a minute, “you know what? I know that prisons tend to have many inmates in the yard in chain gangs. I bet I could break him out from there, but we just need some money."You chewed on your inner lip a bit and molded over the possibility of having to sacrifice some of your morals to get some money quickly. You were doing this for them, so you decided that the greater good would rule over anything that you had to do. "I can help you get some money," you stated, looking directly at him for the first time " I'm not sure how yet, but whatever I have to do, I will do it." "What did you have in mind?" Foxy asked. He was looking at you with a curious look. He could tell there was a lot on your mind, but he couldn't quite read your face. "I got a couple of ideas," you said, smiling at him for the first time. "It's risky, though." "Shit, honey," he laughed, putting out his jack daniels bottle from the seat under his chair. "Risky is my middle name."

You stood up and emptied the bag sitting next to you; many fake IDs fell out onto the bed. "So this is what I'm thinking. Have you heard of disaster relief Reformations?"Foxy nodded but ushered for you to continue, "so during natural disasters, anyone in the area that has been affected can apply for aid, and it just has to be wired to you well after the last superstorm, we have quite a bit of id's I don't know how many of them are eligible for reparations, but I have no problem putting on a nice little wig and attempting to go and commit identity theft I mean honestly it's not even the worst of what we've done so…" you began to explain your plan you were going to go and try to steal pretty much the identity of all the young women that you had at your disposal, thus getting as much money as you could. And if that plan did fall through, you were thinking about applying at the nearby local strip club; showing your body to other men other than Otis did not sit well with you, but you also knew that that was quick cash.

So here was the plan so far, foxy made a lot of money in illegal transportation of goods such as drugs and guns, you name it using the hotel as his front. You planned to get as much money wired to these accounts that he had set up throughout various banks in Texas. You were going to steal the deceased woman's identity and get as much money wired to you through the reparations you could. You were also going to help rob and lure potential victims to the hotel, bringing them back to the room with the promise of sex just to have foxy knock them out and steal their money. It was a risky plan, but one that you had to take.

And thus began your plan; your first step was to the dollar store to collect as many wigs and disguises as you could to try and match your identity to the many IDs you had at your disposal. If any questions arose, Foxy would act as your husband, father, cousin; you name it. You both traveled outside of Texas for the first few hits as far as you could to try and hit the banks and the wiring centers there. You had to admit this was fun; it almost felt like old times again, running around and doing these horrible antics with the family. And Foxy was a good partner; he knew how to cover his tracks and make sure that nothing got in your way; he had to admit though the first few times that he allowed you to be the bait and bring the gentleman back to the hotel so they could be robbed and then you could split he was nervous he knew deep down that Otis would never forgive him if he let anything happen to you. Watching you flirt with the guys and their eyes light up, hoping that they would get lucky, is hilarious; he knew that you would never let any other man other than his brother touch you, so watching their hopes rise and then get crushed was hilarious. Watching you walk out of the hotel room dressed up to go and bait, the gentleman foxy had to admit you were a beautiful young woman; he could see why besides the fact that you had a spitfire personality Otis was attracted to you if you weren't his brother's girl he would have already tried to make his moves on you himself. He let his eyes wander over your figure as you walked over to the car. The night went well, and the gentleman came without question with the promise of a very intense coitus session waiting for him back in the room. You gave the nod to Foxy, and he sprang into action with your already previously discussed plan. He was waiting in the closet when you unlocked the hotel room and let the drunk man stagger into the room.

You had a bright crimson wig and sunglasses that you refused to remove in the bar. "Hey, well now, beautiful, will you let me see those pretty eyes?" The man asks, slurring his words and falling over himself. "in a minute, honey, you just get comfortable, and I'm going to freshen up, okay?" You told him, lightly patting him on the shoulder and winking at Foxy as you walked by. That's when he's sprung into action busting out of the closet and smacking the man with the tire iron. "Well, that was fast," you said, coming out of the bathroom and drying your hands on a towel. "Yeah, I'm getting hungry. I decided we should just hurry this one along." He said, slapping on his black gloves and rummaging through the man's pockets. "I'm hungry, too; where should we stop on the way back to the hotel?"

At this point, you and Foxy had moved to a different hotel, another one that he felt secure at because they didn't ask too many questions. Still, with the larger room, he slept on the couch and allowed you to have the bedroom, surprisingly a revenant of the Southern gentleman that appeared to live in him still despite his outward exterior.

He watched you adjust your breasts in the tight red dress you had and quickly forced himself to look away. What was he doing? He thought to himself; this is your brother's girl, but man, she looks outstanding in red, he thought to himself. He quickly shook those thoughts away and escorted you back to the car before you both took off. Entering the hotel room, you promptly pulled off your wig and lighter out of your bra lighting a cigarette; you pulled out a bunch of cash you had in your purse and sat down at the table. "Not a bad night tonight," you said, running it through the money counting machine. "But I still think we're a little short; I'm thinking of applying at the strip club down the street." "You?" Foxy asked, taking off his coat the thought of you half-naked on a pole made him feel hot under the collar, he cleared his throat "I didn't peg you for much of a dancer." "I'm not," you replied, "but I figure if you're halfway decent in this town and show a little ass, men will throw money at you, especially if they're desperate enough for a few sweet nothings whispered."

Foxy sat down in the armchair, lighting his cigarette and looking up at you. "Well, you ain't gotta worry about that because you're not halfway decent you got some looks to you, kid." "Aww, Foxy, thank you," you smiled, looking back towards him "you can be so sweet sometimes." He laughed and shook his head "you better tell nobody." You and Foxy both decided to celebrate the ending to a very intense week; you found yourself drinking along with him and laughing, reminiscing about old times and stories that he told you that he and Otis had done when they were younger. "So the midnight wolfman has always been wild, I see," you laughed, taking another shot. "Oh man, honey, you have no idea," he laughed, wiping his mouth and looking at you; he noticed that some of your hair had gotten stuck on your lip gloss and leaned forward to remove it from your face and tuck it behind your ear. You chuckled, "oh, thank you, I didn't even notice that," and tucked the rest of your hair behind your ear. Foxy looked at you,.. really looked at you.. the light shining through the window and damn, you looked so beautiful in the moonlight. He found himself staring at you and you staring back, your half hooded eyes from the alcohol catching you off guard. Your beautiful smile creeps up on your face as you start to laugh and pull your arms over your head to stretch. He found himself watching you and the familiar urge growing in his loins. His pants felt tight, and his throat felt dry; he wanted to reach out and kiss you, throw you onto the bed, rip your clothes off and make you his own. He blinked hard and stood up; no, you were off-limits, and he knew that; he went back to sit on the couch and took a swig of the bottle before running his hands down his face. "I'm gonna call it a night," you said, getting up and heading towards the room "night." "Yeah," he replied as you closed the door. He hoped you didn't see any of that, and if you had, he hoped that you would keep it to yourself. Otis didn't need to know about his thoughts; it would just drive a wedge between them; he knew he had to shake the possibility of seeing you in any kind of intimate light out of his mind; you weren't his, and he had to remember that.

You later got up to take a shower, and when you got out, you saw that foxy had passed out on the chair with the half bottle of Jack in his hand; you laughed to yourself silently. You then walked out onto the patio staring at the never-ending flatlands before you. There was a slight breeze rolling in, and you remember the last time you were standing outside when it was cold, and you complained. Otis laughed at you and told you to dress more appropriately for the weather but then said you better put no pants on because he likes seeing your beautiful legs, and he took off his flannel and put it around you and pulled you close.

Tears were stinging your eyes before you knew it, and silent waterfalls began to cascade down your face. You missed him in any way that you could miss someone; every second of every day of your existence felt like torture without him. You had to get him back; there was no way you could continue your life without him by your side; the possibility of him not being returned with you was not something you would even consider. Every day was another step towards getting him back. You wished you could talk to him and tell him how much you missed him and how strong you were trying to be for him. You missed your sister and Spalding; the family dynamic you had grown to love felt like part of your heart had been ripped out through your chest, and a gaping hole was left. You missed working at the gas station, missed playing dress-up with baby in her room, you missed Mama's cooking as crazy that sounds; you missed working on cars with Rufus and bringing down a plate for tiny you even missed the grandpa in some ways even though he was a disgusting, vile person watching the Munsters with him laughing over TV dinners you missed home. Lost in your thought, you didn't even hear the back door open, and Foxy walked onto the patio; he watched you cross your arms, staring out into the nothingness. He heard you sniffle and walked over to you." You know Otis wouldn't like you crying, he would say, well what the hell are you doing that for? No reason for that shit Cheer the fuck up". You turned to him, wiping your eyes and giving him a sad smile. "I know, but I just miss him; I miss them." "I know, but you'll see them soon." He said, looking out into the dark with you, "real soon."

#otis b driftwood #house of 1000 corpses #otis driftwood x reader #otis firefly #the devils rejects #three from hell #otis driftwood #thedevilsrejects #slashers

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horrorslashergirl · 3 years

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💀~Introduction~💀

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Welcome to a whole new world of Erotica/Romance Horror where our Kryptonite are Big Slasher Men who could maim us and that we love so much.

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~My Novels~

The Asylum - Monster Erotica (Diabolik Lovers Series)

Next Door Stalker - The Neighbour

Primal Instinct: A Stockholm Syndrome Love Story

Cyber Killer: Horror Erotica DARK WEB SERIES 1

Sugar, Sugar! Oh, my Daddy!~: A Sugar Daddy Erotic Thriller

Under the Alaskan Moon: A Dark Erotica about Two Souls Connecting into the Winter Wonderland

Liquor Series: Whiskey Kisses: An Erotic Lesbian Short Story

The Ouija: A Halloween Erotica Special (Diabolic Lovers Series)

Tempting Lust: Behind closed doors Series #1

Name: Bianca

Age: 25

Nationality: Romanian

Favorite Slashers: Chromeskull, The Collector, Ghostface, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Harry Warden

Favorite Horror Movies: Laid to rest, The Collector/The Collection, SAW series, Wrong Turn Series, House of 1000 corpses, Friday the 13th, Halloween, Scream

~Masterlist with Canon Slashers~

~Masterlist with my Original Characters~

~Rules for Requests~ (CLOSED AT THE MOMENT)

Who I write for:

Freddy Krueger from A nightmare on elm street

Jason Voorhees from Friday the 13th

Michael Myers from Halloween

Bubba Sawyer/Thomas Hewitt/Jedidiah Sawyer from Texas the chainsaw massacre

The Collector (Asa Emory from) The Collector movies

Chromeskull (Jesse Cromeans)/Preston/Spann from Laid to Rest movies

Harry Warden from My bloody valentine

Ghostface (Billy Loomis/Stu Macher) from The Scream movies

Hannibal Lecter from Hannibal the TV Show

Brahms Heelshire from The Boy movie

Norman Bates from Psycho

The Creeper from Jeepers Creeper movies

Bo Sinclair/Vincent Sinclair/Lester Sinclair from House of Wax

1986!Pennywise and The New Pennywise from IT movies

The Djinn from Wishmaster movies

The Three Killers from You’re Next 2011 movie

Mark Hoffman/Amanda Young/John Kramer/Logan Nelson from SAW movies

Pinhead from Hellraiser movies

Tiffany Valentine from Bride of Chucky

Jennifer Check from Jennifers’ Body movie

Baby Firefly/Otis B. Driftwood from House of 1000 Corpses/The Devils Reject/3 from Hell

Carrie White from Carrie movies

John from He’s out there 2018

Candyman (Daniel Robitaille) from Candyman movie

Victor Crowley from Hatchet movie series

Chucky Human Form from Childs Play

Yautja from Predator

Xenomorph from Alien

The Legion (Frank Morrison/Joey) from Dead by Daylight

The Trapper (Evan MacMillan) from Dead by Daylight

Ghostface (Jed Olsen/Danny Johnson) from Dead by Daylight

The Wraith (Philip Ojomo) from Dead by Daylight

Jacob Goodnight from See no evil movies

Jack Torrance from The Shinning

Patrick Bateman from American Psycho

The Other from Hell Fest 2018

BONUS!: I also write for my Horror/Slasher Original Characters which you can find into ~Masterlist with my Original Characters~

What I write:

I write SFW and NSFW

I do Headcanons and Reader Inserts

I write Male x Female, but also Male x Male or Female x Female

I can write Threesomes like Male x Female x Male, Male x Male x Male etc.

I can also do something like Slasher x Slasher.

I can do all sorts of stuff like BDSM, Gorish, Non-Con.

When it comes to sexual NSFW all characters must be 18+, no underage.

What I don’t write:

I won’t do Pedophilia stories. Just NO.

Incest also an absolute NO.

Watersports.

What I might or not write, depending on the slasher:

Characters with disabilities/mental illness, mostly because I am not very familiar with them and I don't want to trigger/insult someone that might have them.

Characters with children, mostly because some characters I cannot picture as parents.

COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN! 🎉

#introduction #rules on requesting #masterlist #slashers #horror movies #welcome to my blog

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the-firefly-trilogy · 2 years

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The Devil’s Rejects - Rob Zombie, 2005

Personally if you ask me, the trilogy should’ve ended here

The movie starts off with scenes of the firefly family sleeping in their own separate rooms, when suddenly cops come up, and cause chaos to erupt. RJ gets fatally shot, Hugo is nonexistent, Tiny is out, Mama Firefly gets arrested, Otis and Baby escape, and Captain Spaulding is getting the ride of his life.

Soon after escaping, the Firefly family’s dirty little secrets are revealed to the world. Spaulding is of course worried about it. Baby calls him up and tells him to meet at their safe point. They then murder a group of musicians and, in true Otis fashion, someone gets their face peeled off! And unfortunately for the man’s wife(girlfriend? Idk I forgot), she now has a mask!

A maid finds her later and she ends up running onto the road and going “SPLAT” because of a semi hitting her.

And then Spaulding, Otis, and Baby (once again, the HOTTEST character), go to Spaulding’s friend’s house. And like. Shit happens. Charlie (Spaulding’s friend) dies. They almost die. Turns out some cop guy was out for revenge after they killed his brother. Also mama firefly is dead.

Cowabummer, dude.

Anyways, as always, Baby is the cleanest and prettiest, Otis is. Ugh, and Spaulding is sorta clean?? His make up is smudged as hell tho.

Tbh, 6/10. It wasn’t my cup of tea, but it was a neat movie.

(This blog condones and encourages Otis Bitch Driftwood slander

-🏹

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miyosmagines · 2 years

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Hello and Welcome!

Hey there! My name is Miyo and welcome to my blog! Welcome and please enjoy your time here!

Who I Write For:

Slashers/Horror:

- Re-Animator

• Herbert West

• Daniel Cain

• Meghan Halsey

- The Boy

• Brahms Heelshire

- House of Wax

• Bo Sinclair

• Vincent Sinclair

• Lester Sinclair

• Carly Jones

• Nick Jones

- Friday the 13th

• Jason Voorhees

• Pamela Voorhees

- Psycho

• Norman Bates

- Halloween

• Michael Myers

• Laurie Strode

- Carrie

• Carrie White

- Evil Dead

• Ash Williams

- Scream

• Sydney Prescott

• Stu Muncher

• Billy Loomis

• Randy Meeks

• Tatum Riley

• Dewey Riley

- The Shining / Doctor Sleep

• Danny Torrance

• Wendy Torrence

• Rose the Hat

• Abra Stone (Platonic Only)

• Crow Daddy

• Snakebite Andi

- Child’s Play

• Tiffany Valentine

• Charles Ray

• Glenda Ray (Platonic Only)

- IT

• Bill Denbourgh

• Beverly Marsh

• Eddie Kasparak

• Ben Hanscom

• Richie Tozer

• Stanley Uris

• Mike Hanon

- Jennifer’s Body

• Jennifer Check

• Needy Lesnicky

• Colin Gray

• Chip Dove

- Candyman

• Daniel Robitallie

- House of 1000 Corpses

• Baby Firefly

• Otis Driftwood

• Captain Spaulding

• Mother Firefly

- Repo! The Genetic Opera

• Shilo Wallace (Platonic Only)

• Nathan Wallace

• Blind Mag

• Graverobber

• Luigi Largo

• Pavi Largo

• Amber Sweet

- The Crow

• Eric Draven

• Shelly Webster

- The Craft

• Nancy Downs

• Sarah Bailey

• Bonnie Harper

• Rochelle Zimmerman

- Silence of the Lambs

• Hannibal Lector

• Clarice Starling

- American Mary

• Mary Mason

- Ginger Snaps

• Ginger Fitzgerald

- Black Christmas

• Billy Lenz

• Jess Bradford

Anime:

- Tokyo Ghoul

- Death Note

- Blood Blockade Battlefront

- One Punch Man

- Free! Iwatobi Swim Club

- Gangsta

- Hellsing

- Attack on Titan

- Fullmetal Alchemist

- Tiger & Bunny

- Ghost in the Shell

Games:

- Resident Evil (All Games)

- The Last of Us (First Game)

- Detroit Become Human

- Watch Dogs (1 & 2)

- Devil May Cry (All Games)

- Sally Face

- InFAMOUS: Second Son

- Spiderman PS4

Movies:

- MCU

- Venom

- The Outsiders

- Dead Poets Society

- Sam Raimi Spiderman Movies

- The Amazing Spiderman

- DCEU

- TMNT (1990/2007 series)

- ROTTMNT

- TMNT (2014 & 2018)

- Twilight

- Hellboy (2004 & 2008)

- Hellboy (2019)

- Ghostbusters

- Bright

- Battle Angel Alita

- The Heathers

- Labyrinth

- The Addams Family

- Beetlejuice

- X - Men

- Deadpool

- Donnie Darko

- Snake Eyes

TV Shows:

- Criminal Minds

- Castle

- Bones

- TMNT (2012)

- TMNT (2003)

- Stranger Things

- Castlevania

- Arcane

- Monster High

- Daredevil

Books / Comics:

- Marvel Comics

- DC Comics

- TMNT (Image Comics)

- TMNT (IDW)

- TMNT (Mirage)

Etc:

- Marble Hornets

- SCP

- EveryManHybrid

- Tribe 12

Rules and Regulations:

- Only 5 characters per ask! Asks are allowed to be multifandom

- This is a safe space for BIPOC, queer folk, all genders, and all survivors. Harmful comments will not be allowed.

- I write NSFW. I will not write dubcon, non-consensual sex, age up underage characters, or write overly intense sexual scenarios

- Only send one request at a time please!

- I will put trigger warnings for triggering topics

- Please specify if you want something to be poly or specifically LGBT.

- I am more than willing to make the reader be of a certain sexuality, body type, religion, gender, or race! Please just ask!

- If not specified, I will write the reader as gender neutral. For unspecified gender in NSFW asks, the reader will always have female aligned genitalia.

- If you have any questions, please feel free to ask!!!!!

Requests : Open!!!

Masterlist

#imagines #x reader #slasher x reader #horror x reader #marvel x reader #slasher imagines #marvel imagine #dc x reader #dc imagines #stranger things

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jokeringcutio · 1 year

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Third time's a charm Otis B. Driftwood x Reader (How Reader was Rescued)

Fandom: House of 1000 Corpses & The Devil’s Rejects & 3 From Hell. Pairings: Otis B. Driftwood X Reader. Rating: Mature (for topics and themes) Warnings: Violence, Blood, (Decent) mentioning of corpses and corpse abuse, Pregnancy, Semi-Graphic Birth, Breeding Kink, Murder, dubcon and noncon. Summary: How you got rescued from the Firefly Family.

This can be seen as a continuation on [ This Drabble where they take you to the hospital ] and was specially written for iffyline

The third time's a charm

At first, you had hope. It wasn’t a tiny bit, it was huge. Enough to fill your heart and mind. You’d gone from being hopelessly lost to being determined to remain alive. It felt as if your life was balancing each second of the day on a scale that could tip over unannounced. But now you held hope, and that meant that you would do anything to remain alive until the police would come to rescue you. No matter how degrading it would be.

You’d seen your friends die in horrible ways, and had to watch some of them still on display – either as pieces of art or body parts of them that had been re-used for furniture. Yeah, better not think about that. Though you’d never received your answer as to why you were the only one still alive, you could hazard a guess. The Firefly member named Otis was to thank for that. He’d claimed you from the get-go, held you tied up in his room, and fucked you raw until you could no longer walk.

It was thanks to falling ill that Baby and Otis had driven you to the hospital where you could alarm the doctor about your predicament. You were missing. You and your friends. And you had told the doctor all about the dangerous family that held you captive. You’d warned her not to take action too soon, because you knew if the attempt failed, the family would know that it had been you who had been blabbering to the doctor. You feared not only for your own life, but also for theirs.

Thankfully, your capturers were none the wiser. Your cover: the unfortunate fetus inside your womb. Otis had been withdrawn on the way back, uncharacteristically quiet and absentminded. Baby had been over the moon. As for the others of the family, well, Baby had been right. Mama Firefly got a certain gleam in her eyes when the sonograms were shown, she was thrilled. Tiny and Rufus seemed to be okay with it all. They hadn’t said much about it to you, just seemed to accept it as a fact. Captain Spaulding had slapped your shoulder and welcomed you to the family. Then Otis had left the room and had thrown the door shut behind him. You had been left with the Firefly members all on your own for the very first time. Unchained. Nothing had happened. Baby had gotten you something to drink. That was all.

Otis had returned for you not much later and you’d fallen back into the same old pattern that had emerged ever since you had arrived. With you locked up in his chamber and him taking his pleasure from you whenever he liked. But there had been glances you hadn’t seen from him before. Something in his eyes had changed and sometimes you could see him clench his jaw or flex his hand before forming a fist.

You thought he hated the idea of becoming a father.

And so you prayed your rescuers would arrive soon.

They did, sooner than you would find out. The first rescue mission they undertook failed horribly. You were stuck in Otis’s room when it happened, tummy round with child for God knows how many weeks. Too long. You’d not noticed anything had happened until Otis told you, many weeks later. And only because you’d recognized a police badge among one of his new art exhibits.

Gross.

You’d expected a second wave soon after, but no one came.

In the end, you ended up giving birth on Otis’s bed, making it one bloody mess that had his eyes light up in delight.

“See, a birth can be fun,” Mama Firefly had said. She stood next to you to help pull the babe from your womb.

“It’s very artistic,” Otis said, his eyes alit with emotions that resembled pride and… was that love? No, it couldn’t be. Lust. That must have been it. But he looked at you at that moment like he looked at his best artworks. And you felt like you were, torn below, legs parted, your blood seeping all over the blankets.

The baby cried and Otis took the child in his arms. Blood covered his strong biceps and stained his white undershirt, but he was unbothered. Perhaps this sight frightened you even more than if he had turned away and neglected your child. It was him, pure as could be, talking to the little fellow in his hands as if he was the most important thing in the world.

Like a father.

Otis loved his child. And dang if that didn’t hurt. You saw it in the way he looked up at the kid, saw it in how he tried his best to care for the child even if he sometimes horribly failed at it. Thing was, you never stood on your own in this. Mama Firefly got your back, and so did Grandpa Hugo. You could always rely on Baby to help you out with anything that needed to be done. And slowly, ever so slowly, you were given back some of your freedom, as if they accepted you as part of their twisted little family.

You could roam the house, do basic things all by yourself. Otis seemed to trust you more now that the two of you shared a baby. But you were scared. A future in this house, for your child? It couldn’t be anything good. You kept praying for someone to come and take you and your child away.

The second time the police came to investigate, you were in the living room, your baby son on your lap.

“What took them so long?” you murmured, watching the blue lights as they swirled outside the window.

“Shit,” Baby cursed, her voice unladylike and raw. “Shit, shit, shit.”

“Get all your things and go,” Captain Spaulding shouted. He looked pointedly at you, but it was Otis who got into motion, grabbing your hand. Of course, you’d almost forgotten, that whenever the police or anyone of importance showed up, you had to hide. You were still reported missing after all, and your family and friends hadn’t given up the search for you. They’d appeared on numerous television shows and sometimes still made the news when they thought they’d found a new lead.

But the doctor knew where you were. There was a lead! Why hadn’t they come sooner? Why had the second attempt taken them this long? The doctor knew you were here. She promised to alarm the police. They knew! Why had they left you to your fate long enough to give birth in this hellhole?

“’ere, give ‘im to me,” Hugo cradled the baby in his arms, disappearing into a different room.

“No!” you shouted, but Otis already pushed you into his room and shut the windows, barring them.

“You stay here,” he said, eyes flashing with something dangerous that told you he was not to be argued with. You watched as he got a gun out and collected some cleavers he used to make his art. Then he left, locking the door behind him.

You cried in your hands while you listened to the sounds of a confrontation below. If he hadn’t barred the windows, you might have been able to signal to the men outside. But no such luck.

You were let out of the room for dinner and were handed your son. He was safe, except for a few blood spatters on his little romper that luckily didn’t belong to him. Grandpa Hugo had protected him with his life, he said. And while you had been shielded from the horrors below, your infant son had been present to watch the murder in real time.

Baby and Tiny were arguing about the reason the police had come to visit. You didn’t feel like you had such a great appetite when you saw one of the policemen on the table. Instead, you held your son while you breastfed him, aware of Otis’s watchful eyes as he ate his dinner, eyeing you approvingly.

The baby bump showed, visibly, and it disgusted you how Otis would rub his hand over it, would talk to the unborn child as if the baby already could understand. Talked about all the projects he had in mind for them to work on and the things he wanted to teach the kid.

It had been different one time. But after your son was born, Otis changed. A little. He’d gone from quiet and pensive to overly enthusiastic and ready to involve his kids in whatever he had in mind. Nothing that risked their lives though, which was a relief. You watched him take your toddler son by the hand and guide him around the premises. Or haul him on his lap to help him carve one of his new exposition displays.

Yes, he actively engaged your son in creating new centerpieces. He held his tiny little hand to steer the carving knife. He made your child actively cut human flesh into artful shapes.

And you hated him for it. Hated him even more now that a second child was growing inside. You knew you could not steer away from his touches, knew you could not avoid whatever nature had in store for you. You just survived each and every day and deliberately had forgotten that there were people out there looking for you. The hope you once held had diminished and dwindled into a small pilot flame. Still there, ready to be lit again, but not bright, barely visible.

They would not come. They had tried and they had lost. What was there to hope for?

You’d imagined escapes, even tried a few, but it had all ended back in Otis’s bed, chained to the headboard, with him eagerly thrusting inside of you while he berated you for your attempts. In fact, that was probably how the new baby had been created. But it had been so tempting to try and drive off with one of the cars. And you’d gotten closer than you ever had before.

Well, it was all in the past now. You’d have to wait for another opportunity to arrive.

“They’re sweet, aren’t they?” Mama Firefly said from her rocking chair on the porch.

Your son chased after your daughter. She was still a toddler, stumbling around on chubby legs. He was lean and slender, a mirror image of his dad.

A simple nod was all you gave as a reply. Your eyes focused on your children while you hoped it would remain at two.

Behind you, the wood of the doorway creaked, and when you looked up, you saw Otis leaning against the doorpost, arms crossed in front of his chest. His cold eyes rested upon your kids.

Then a tiny smile curled his lips.

You quickly looked away again.

When the police came for you again, things were completely different from before. They didn’t race towards the house with sirens on. Instead, an ordinary-looking car made its way to a safe distance, and the first policeman didn’t run into any of the Fireflies. He ran into you.

You were outside, watching your kids as they were playing when a stranger came into your periphery. You didn’t hesitate, didn’t give it a second thought, and called out for him.

The stranger said your name, didn’t even seem surprised, and you responded affirmatively. It was you. And you needed to get out.

He gestured for you to head his way. You didn’t hesitate, picked up your toddler, and grabbed your son by the hand. You led your kids into the safety of the stranger’s car. The man joined in the passenger’s seat and turned to the woman behind the steering wheel.

“Go, go, go,” he said, and she drove off.

Nothing heroic. No great showdown or bullet shot.

Yet, you were out.

Whenever someone with bleached hair passed you by, you did a double take. Just to make sure it wasn’t him. Odd, really, because it could not be Otis.

He was dead.

So the police had said.

When they’d taken you and your kids to safety, a second squad had surrounded the house and that bullet fight you thought hadn’t occurred took place without you knowing. The Firefly family had fought back resiliently, but the police had learned from the last time. In the end, the Fireflies tried to escape by setting the house on fire.

Otis had been mauled down by one of the policemen. They told you he’d been on the floor once the flames engulfed him.

You were free, even if some of the family had managed to get away.

Your kids grew up leading normal lives. Though your son showed traces of morbid interest, remembering how it felt to carve up flesh with his dad.

He blamed you as well. He missed his father. You never apologized for taking him and his sister away from that toxic environment and was determined to wait until your son was old enough to understand what had happened. He was clever, you were certain he would understand.

And so the three of you led a brand new life, surrounded by friends and family. Hope started to rebuild again inside of your chest, and fear left your heart droplet by little droplet as time went by.

You would live the life you had craved for. You weren’t a quitter.

~ * ~

“You should just walk up to them,” Baby said, eyeing the man next to her with annoyance. “Stop lurking. What is the worst that could happen?”

“You’re right,” the man said. He marched out of his hiding place, white hair flowing behind him, beard jutted forward with pride.

“Hello there, kid.”

Baby snickered while she watched him bend forward to talk to the teenage kid. A young and slender boy with hair just as pale. From behind the boy, a girl emerged. She’d been playing a distance away but came closer when she saw the stranger approach. She looked a lot like her mother, Baby thought. But had her father’s eyes.

“Dad?” the boy said. “You came back for us?” Not scared or with a stammer, but with relief visibly painting his features.

“Just wanted to say hi,” Otis said, leaning forward to ruffle the girl’s hair before doing the same to the boy. “Not gonna steal you away from your mother. Missed you too much.”

The children beamed up at him, prompting Baby to step out from the shadows to watch the family reunion openly.

Otis’s eyes glinted when he spoke to his son. “Think your mom will want me back?”

~ FIN ~

#LIKE HELL NO #Otis b. Driftwood x Reader #Otis x Reader #Prompt fill #Request fill #3 from hell #daddy otis b. driftwood #house of a 1000 corpses #the devil's rejects

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venus-haze · 11 months

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ik you have your wip list but what are you working on next! details plsss i can’t wait🩷

Hey anon! I have so many fic ideas that aren’t even on my WIP list so you’re good lol. I definitely want to have a Queen Maeve fic and a Baby Firefly fic posted by the end of the month (fingers crossed!). I mostly write based on what I have inspiration for, which as of right now involves Vincent Sinclair, Mickey Altieri, Otis Driftwood, Homelander, and Father Paul Hill. Details under the cut.

🦇 Battie

Celebrity Skin - The first Vincent Sinclair fic I’m writing in months! You’re a former child star who’s become jaded toward the film industry and take a road trip to “find yourself” while you consider your retirement from acting. Your car breaks down (it’s a House of Wax fic after all), and Bo recognizes you as Vincent’s little celebrity crush growing up. He’s such a thoughtful brother that he knocks you out and brings you to Vincent’s lair studio where you have to act your ass off to not become the first celebrity addition to the wax museum…after a while you’re not sure if you’re acting anymore.

Girls on Film - Has there been a Mickey Altieri renaissance recently? I swear I’ve gotten so many more asks regarding him and responses to my fics. Anyway, Mickey’s your film studies classmate who secretly hates your guts. It all boils over when the two of you get paired up for a short film project and he makes last minute changes to it that you probably won’t live to see

Pretty Tied Up - I’m gonna tell y’all right now that this is gonna be an Otis Driftwood fic with a dozen trigger warnings and probably long as hell because I have a whole set-up to the meat of the fic thought out already. Kinda wanna make it at least an implied plus size reader

The Hand That Feeds You - A Homelander fic vaguely set toward the latter part of S3 and before S4 of The Boys, you land the job of being Ryan’s nanny/tutor but come to find the gig has also served as a working interview itself, one where Homelander sees how much he can entangle you in the fabric of the family he’s trying to build (spouse audition time! Trying to make this one gender neutral. Not sure if the reader will be a supe or not, I’m leaning toward a human reader)

Also I have a very detailed idea for Father Paul x Nun!Reader, but I think it might be headcanons because otherwise the fic will end up being longer than Sinnerman which was 7k words. If y’all don’t mind a monster fic that’ll probably take a while to be posted, though, I’m down! I just hate writing multi-chapter fics so I’d wanna post it in one go.

#ask tag

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slasherbastard · 3 years

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Masterlist

MATCHUPS AND REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAIN! PLEASE READ BEFORE REQUESTING!

Last updated: 10.08.23

-What I write for-

Currently I write for any characters from the following series (movies and games):

House of Wax (2005), The Boy (2016), Friday the 13th, House of 1000 Corpses, The Devil’s Rejects, 3 From Hell, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Halloween (All M.M versions), Scream, Child’s Play, Silent Hill, Behind the Mask, Carrie, Terrifier, Jeepers Creepers, The Lost Boys, Black Christmas, Candyman, Dead By Daylight, Silent Hill, etc

-When I write-

My main posting days are Tuesdays and Saturdays but I also post matchups and art randomly throughout the week if I have any to post.

-What I write-

- Headcanons - Matchups - Drabbles - Scenarios - Platonic Relationships

-What I won’t write-

- Incest - Necrophilia - Minor/Underage sex - P*dophilia - Anything to do with scat/piss - Zo*philia

ANYTHING LISTED IN BOLD IS NSFW OR SLIGHTLY NSFW, PLEASE DO NOT READ THESE IF YOU’RE -18

-Dead by Daylight-

Anna/the Huntress

Dating Huntress Headcanon (SFW)

Double Matchup (SFW)

Legion (Frank, Susie, Joey, Julie)

Joining the Legion HCs (SFW) Joey Matchup (SFW)

Ghostface (Danny Johnson/Jed Olsen)

Survivor!Reader Putting Up a Fight (SFW)

-House of Wax-

Bo Sinclair

Mute (SFW)

I Wish I Never Met You (SLIGHTLY NSFW)

Matchup (SFW)

Bo and Vincent’s Reactions to the Palace of Wax (SFW)

Jealous (SLIGHTLY NSFW)

Prom (SFW)

Tanning (VERY NSFW)

Are You Sorry? (Abuse TW)

Are You Sorry? Pt. 2

Kinktober 2021: Bo Sinclair (Virgin) (NSFW)

Meeting The Parents (pt. 1) (SFW)

Meeting The Parents (pt. 2) (SFW)

Vincent Sinclair

Art Isn’t Easy (SFW)

Matchup (SFW)

Why Are You Doing This to Yourself? (Self harm TW)

Matchup (SFW)

Lester Sinclair

Lester Finding out You Survived (SFW)

Double Matchup (SFW)

-The Boy-

Brahms Heelshire

Noises (SFW)

Why Are You Here? (SFW)

Chocolate Chip Cookies (SFW)

Matchup (SFW)

I am Damaged (SFW)

Stockholm Syndrome (SFW)

Birthday Breakfast (SFW)

Vampire!Brahms Heelshire HCs (SFW)

Brahms Heelshire During the Pandemic (Slightly NSFW)

Are You Sorry? (Abuse TW)

That’s. . .different (SFW)

Meeting The Parents (pt. 1) (SFW)

Meeting The Parents (pt. 2) (SFW)

Back Again (Chapter 1) (SFW)

-Black Christmas-

Camp (SFW)

-Friday The 13th-

Jason Voorhees

Cheating (SFW)

Life Isn’t Worth Living Without You (SFW)

Matchup (SFW)

Double Matchup (SFW)

Meeting The Parents (pt. 1) (SFW)

Meeting The Parents (pt. 2) (SFW)

Drown (SFW)

-A Nightmare on Elm Street-

Double Matchup (SFW)

Scared? (H/Cs) (SFW)

-House of 1000 Corpses-

Otis Driftwood

Matchup (SFW)

Halloween with the Firefly’s (SFW)

Playing Doctor (SFW)

Baby Firefly

Double Matchup (SFW)

-Texas Chainsaw Massacre (All Movies)-

Chop-Top Sawyer

Matchup (SFW)

Your Shirt (SFW)

Bad Dream (SFW)

Thomas Hewitt

Matchup (SFW)

The Cannibal (SFW)

Bubba Sawyer

Scared? (H/Cs) (SFW)

- Halloween (All Movies)-

Michael Myers (OG)

When They Died (SFW)

Meeting The Parents (pt. 1) (SFW)

Meeting The Parents (pt.2) (SFW)

Michael Myers (RZ)

Matchup (SFW)

-Scream-

Stu Macher

Matchup (SFW)

It Never Mattered Anyway - Billy Loomis x Stu Macher x Reader (SFW)

Poly!Ghostface Matchup (SLIGHTLY NSFW)

Billy + Stu Helping Trans Male S/O on Period

Billy Loomis

Poly!Ghostface Matchup (SLIGHTLY NSFW)

Billy + Stu Helping Trans Male S/O on Period

-Child’s Play-

Tiffany Valentine

Matchup (SFW)

-Laid To Rest-

Chromeskull

Matchup (SFW)

-The Collector-

Asa Emory

Double Matchup (SFW)

Matchup (SFW)

The Collector with a Lolita S/O (SFW)

-The Craft-

Nancy Downs

Double Matchup (SFW)

-Candyman-

Double Matchup (SFW)

-Resident Evil (All Games)-

How The Four Lords Would React To You Doing Bad Impressions Of Them (SFW)

-Multi-Slashers-

Slasher’s reactions to their s/o’s wanting to dye their hair (SFW)

The Slashers as Facebook Memes (SLIGHTLY NSFW)

Slashers with an S/O with comfort items (SFW)

Slashers with a musical S/O (SFW)

Slasher’s Reactions to your Friend Kissing You (SFW)

Slasher Game Night Would Include (SFW)

Slashers at the Playground Would Include (SFW)

Slashers at the Amusement Park Would Include (SFW)

Slashers With a Pierced/Tatted S/O (SFW)

Slashers With a Chubby/Insecure S/O (SFW)

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