#pennywise 1990 x y/n x pennywise 2017
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The slashers react to your first heartbreak :
Jason was not going to say anything. He had always found your boyfriend 'odd', but hadn't dared say anything.
And then, you came in with a tearful face and a trembling lip and he was certain of two things.
First off, you were hurt.
Two, he didn't like it.
He immediately took you in his arms and rocked you back and forth while you sobbed in his chest.
He wanted to hold you and tell you everything he felt, but he just kept hugging you tight.
Whoever had hurt you would come to regret it quickly.
He'd take down his favorite machete and make sure the man/woman who hurt you can't walk anymore.
Bo saw it in your eyes when you came home. You were heartbroken and he didn't say anything before grabbing one of his tools and storming out to follow your 'ex'.
It didn't take him long to catch him and beat him to a pulp.
"Squeal, little piggy. Squeal !"
Bo cackled before thumping his foot down on your ex's throat.
"You made MY girl/boy cry...I'll fucking kill you."
You tried to stop him, but to no avail.
Bo was dead set on making him pay for the pain he caused you.
"YOU'LL NEVER HURT THEM AGAIN, FUCKER !"
He then got out his shotgun and didn't hesitate before shooting your ex in the head. He then turned back towards you, blood splattered all over his shirt and a satisfied grin on his face.
"Oh ! Look at that ! He did have a brain afterall ?!"
The moment Brahms knew, he didn't waste any time stepping up. He knew you were hurt badly and the only way to make it all better was to be there for you.
"Brahms will...make you happy...Never go.", he said while holding you in his arms.
"I know, Brahms. Thank you for being my friend.", you said and his grip tightened slightly as he shook his head.
"No friend."
You laughed and thought he was joking, so you only eyed his arms around you.
"Rrright...I'm sure no friends would try to cheer me up."
But, he didn't laugh.
"No...friend."
He insisted before gently bending your body so your face may be above his.
"Brahms...Wants. Loves. Y/N."
Your eyes widened and you smiled through your tears at him.
"Y/N loves Brahms too."
He didn't hesitate before leaning forward to press his mask against your face, holding you tighter than ever. If you were to be alone, he'd be the one to fill the void. Forever.
"Human mad...Penny mad."
He bared his sharp teeth and growled in anger.
It was clear enough he had read your mind and found out what had happened.
"DON'T !", you cried out as he was about to jump out the house to tear your ex to pieces.
"HE MUST SUFFER !"
You hugged him and immobilized him momentarily. He didn't want to hurt you and you hid your face in his puffy collar.
"WHY ?!", he growled out—clearly confused.
"...Because I want you here with me.", you confessed and Penny's anger turned into bitter understanding as he wrapped his arms around you.
"...Alright, human. You can have me.",he begrudgingly agreed while plotting all the ways he was going to punish your ex once freed from your hold.
Your ex wouldn't see the light of day again.
Jack was so angry hearing about the way your ex had messed up his chance with you, he snapped.
"That fucker did...WHAT ?!"
You took a step back as various things went flying around you and Jack gritted his teeth.
He knew what was going on. He knew exactly what was going on through the little shit's head.
Because, he knew what they thought. He knew because they were him.
So, he would go there and knock some sense into the guy/girl.
Later that day :
"THEY ARE THE BEST FUCKING THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO US ! AND YOU DARE BREAK THEIR HEART ?!"
Jack then knocked your ex out with a book. He then savoured the fear from him and smirked as he raised his axe in the air.
"They gave you all the chances in the world. Now, ain't never going to get another one..."
Myers wordlessly stood up and walked out to return that night covered in blood and didn't even glance back at you before entering his bedroom.
It was just another victim. No need to dwell on it.
And when you saw on the news that your ex had 'mysteriously disappeared' ?
You didn't mention it to Michael.
You were just numb at this point and Michael understood.
He left you alone and occasionally cooked for you when he knew you were feeling really bad.
He even tried to feed you when you wouldn't.
He knew it would take time for you to heal, but he could wait.
He had all the time in the world.
Pennywise was on his way to complain to you about one thing or the other—but before he could utter a word...He noticed the tears.
He stopped dead in his tracks and could smell the faint scent of pain and grief in the air.
He then saw you were holding one of those things humans called "phones". From what he understood, whatever information you had received from the communication device had shattered your spirit.
He sighed and considered leaving, but his steps brought him closer to you instead. He crouched in front of you and hesitated before holding your hand and squeezing it.
"Don't cry, doll face. They ain't worth it."
He wiped your tears with his gloved hands and smiled.
"There are some folks worrying about you. Very worried. Very here. And very attached to you...And I may be one of them."
"...Pennywise", you uttered in a whisper and Pennywise's smile turned incredibly painful. He sighed again before rising to his feet and walking away. You didn't know what he was going to do until he turned back towards you and his pupils were a bright orange.
"Don't worry, doll face. They ain't gonna bother you ever again..."
Norman knew you'd come for a rebound. He wasn't an idiot. But, it was just too tempting to pass on.
He wanted to be a true gentleman and comfort you, but he realized that it was impossible.
He was just too happy about the whole ordeal.
He knew the two of you wouldn't work, because you belonged to him—no one else's.
He had kept his mouth shut when he had seen the way you had fallen so fast for the idiot, but he wouldn't anymore.
He trapped you in a tight embrace and kept you there as your tears coated his shirt.
And then, he did the one thing he had always wanted to do, but had never had the chance to.
He kissed you.
He wanted to suck all of the pain out of you. And, he even smiled when you started kissing him back.
The cops wouldn't find your ex's body for weeks, it would give him all the time in the world to convince you and heal you.
If that was the last thing he did...
"...He made you cry, huh ?", Freddy said knowingly and didn't seem his usual sarcastic self as he took a step forward and wiped your tears with his thumbs.
"Told ya. Assholes exist. Gotta learn to recognize them, lovely.", he told you and you sniffled before raising your hand above your heart—to check if it was still beating.
"...I think my heart is broken.", you said and Freddy smiled—but it was a sad compassionate one.
It didn't suit him.
"Yeah...You'll learn to live with it."
You closed your eyes and nodded before the corners of your eyes slightly tilted upwards as a thought crossed your mind.
"Funny...I'd thought you'd be happy. Or, that you'd try to get in my pants."
Freddy snorted before replying.
"Who says I'm not ?"
You looked at each other for a few seconds before bursting out laughing together.
Two broken souls laughing together on the first step of the gallows...
Freddy was broken, but he'd be fine to be broken with you. And whoever or whatever broke you ?
Well...There wouldn't be a night when Freddy wouldn't be hunting their dreams, eating them away until nothing remained but madness. And even in death, Freddy would bring them to hell himself.
"~Honey I'm back !", Eddie said with a big grin on his face, grin that immediately fell when he found you crying on his coach.
"What happened ?", he asked worriedly before sitting down next to you. He threw the concert tickets he had bought on the floor and you confessed.
"They broke up with me..."
"Idiot.", he didn't hesitate before telling you and then smiled sympathetically at you. "You're great. The greatest of them all. You are nice. You were always nice...even to me."
He held your hand and kissed the back of it.
"He didn't see his chance ? Too bad."
Eddie wouldn't make the same mistake.
That night, Ghostface made another victim. And Eddie won himself a chance to right his past wrongs.
He had let you go once, never again...
Eddie *gently tugs a strand/curl of your hair behind your ear* : "You'll be alright, sweetheart. I promise."
#fandoms#imagine#fanfic#freddy krueger x reader#michael myers x reader#norman bates x reader#jack torrance x reader#pennywise 1990 x y/n x pennywise 2017#pennywise 2017#pennywise 1990#pennywise x reader#bo sinclair x reader#brahms heelshire x reader#jason voorhees x reader#slashers
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Yandere Pennywise (2/2)
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‘ROBERT ‘BOB’ GRAY, FORMER VICTIM AND CURRENT ASSAILANT, BURNS LOCAL SCHOOLHOUSE DOWN’
‘Mid-afternoon, many students were inside the classroom learning. Robert ‘Bob’ Gray, a man who was once pitied for losing everything in a fire, was found setting the entire school ground ablaze. It is hypothesized that he first poured gasoline around the outside before setting it on fire, successfully trapping all the children inside to burn.
‘Families are outraged, but it seemed that he trapped himself inside, as well. Some of the corpses were found with other wounds aside from burning. Some were stabbed and slaughtered by hand. His body wasn’t found, but with the entire building turned to ashes, officials are skeptical that he escaped and it assumed that he intended to commit suicide…’
I blinked. Something was so very eery about the article. My eyes flitted up to the photo itself. It showed but a pile of ash and degraded stone where a schoolhouse once towered. The woodlands surrounding it were untouched and the photo seemed to be taken in the middle of the day.
And that’s when I noticed it. Standing amongst the pile, frozen in time, was that damned clown. I gulped, wanting nothing more than to shove the paper in because I finally had some insight to it all. However, I was seemingly entranced, leaning closer to the photo.
The clown tilted its head and waved.
I blinked, thinking of it to be nothing. But even when my eyes opened once more, it was still waving. A shriek of fear escaped as I pushed it back into the folder. I was panting profusely from the sight and put it away. Or, planned to, but was cut short.
I heard the familiar grunts and giggles I turned, and in the dim lighting, I saw an entire line of my former classmates emerge from behind one of the shelves.They were just as distraught and disgusting as usual. I didn’t have a gun on me, so all I knew to do was grasp the keys tightly, painfully, and dash past them.
I panted as I tried to shove past the various archives. I felt terrible as I knocked over several of the boxes, but they got in the path of the makeshift zombies. I was truly about to pass out from fear. I didn’t even bother flicking off the light, racing up the stairs.
I threw the door open. I slammed against the silent library wall. I was panicked, and it was clear as Beverly emerged from one of the shelves, clearly bewildered. She gasped in concern, noticing my disheveled appearance. I slammed the door behind me and pressed my back to it.
“What happened? Are you alright?”
I shook my head. I was about to blabber about the evil clown and the walking dead, but I caught myself. Instead, I stuttered,” Spiders. There are really, really big spiders down there.”
She froze in place clearly not expecting me to have reacted so strongly to the small critters. And I wouldn’t have. But what I saw down there was far more frightening that giant spiders. It was my past, being controlled by some evil clown.
“Only spiders?”
“Yep. Thanks for the help, Bev.”
I shoved the key into her chest. He caught it, although was still clearly shocked. I began speed-walking away, not giving the woman the chance to reprimand or question me further. I needed sustenance, sleep, and general mental recovery.
Immediately.
~~~
“You don’t look like you’ve been sleeping well, honey.”
No shit, dad. I was either going insane or this town was haunted by some revenge-bound clown ghost. Either possibility had driven me to nightmares last night. All I could see were glowing red eyes in a dark cave. And I knew that the beast had to have some sort of headquarters where I could kill it.
How I could kill it was the only remaining question.
The first thing that came to mind was shotguns and fire. If fire killed the monster once, it would sure as hell do it again, right?
So, after making another pitstop at the gun store, I got gasoline and a lighter, and many, many bottles. The cash register recognized me and was clearly questioning what the hell I needed it all for, but I played it off. That everything was for general recreational use.
So, I was driving around the town. I knew that, whatever that house meant, it had to be where the root of the problem started. And I was led to believe that the house that burned down was just it. I was driving down a backwoods road, and it opened up to a hidden countryside. The pale yellow grass covered both sides of the road. There was a distant forest, but it was a nice field in the meantime.
There wasn’t a house in the area, it seemed, so I sped up ever so slightly. I kept my eyes trained on the road ahead, but one glance to the side made me recognize the semi-rebuilt and abandoned house from the fire so very long ago. I gasped quietly.
Just as I turned my attention back to the road, I recognized the clown. He was standing in the center of the road, waving eagerly. A scream escaped, and as badly as I wanted to have mown down the asshole, I swerved the steering wheel out of habit.
My scream echoed in the tiny car as I crashed through the weak white picket fence. My foot was slamming onto the breaks desperately and my life flashed in front of my eyes. But then, all at once, it came to a screeching halt as I slammed right into a small, yet firm tree.
Sparks flew from the engine. I panted profusely, my grip on the steering wheel tight and deadly. Some of my items had rolled off the seat beside me. They clanked against the gasoline canister. I was still preparing myself, stunned and frozen in place.
Suddenly, a knock came from the passenger window. I turned, gasping as I saw the clown there, crouching down. It was so human-like. Its movements, when its head wasn’t rolling away from the body, was so normal. If I didn’t know better and if he had disguised himself any better, I would’ve thought it was just some guy.
But it wasn’t. It was a murderous clown that was holding my dear brother captive.
I grit my teeth and grabbed my stuff. I moved quickly, undoing my seatbelt. My gaze didn’t leave the clown and I reached for the door. I swung it open and ducked my body out of the crushed vehicle. However, as I peered over the car the clown had seemingly disappeared.
Shivers rolled down my spine. I turned, marching right up the steps. The building had seemingly been remade but was abandoned regardless. The right of the building was rather tilted and the wood was rotted and broken. The windows were shattered and covered in newspapers.
I peered over my shoulder one last time. My heart thudded erratically in my chest. I was ready, and as I saw the clown standing in the road, still waving and grinning. I knew Robert ‘Bob’ Gray was, too, or whatever remnants remained from the possessed demon clown.
The front door opened with ease. I bit my lip and went inside. I scanned the area. To my left was a burnt crisp of a living room, and to my right was a fairly average extension of that plus a kitchen. I didn’t dare look out the window to see if the clown was still there; I knew he wouldn’t be.
And clearly, as I looked over the area, the devil spawn’s house wasn’t downstairs.
I began walking up some steps. I gulped as they creaked loudly beneath my weight. Some of the steps were broken and cracked in half. The house was eerily silent for something that was supposed to be possessed. And one supposed that the clown was trying to prevent me from reaching its secret hideaway.
But it wanted me to find him. That much was clear.
He wanted to see me try and kill him.
And kill him I would.
I made it to the top. I noticed many closed doors, but there was one in front of me cracked open ever so slightly. With the tip of my flame thrower, I pushed it open. The shotgun was strapped over my back and the rope tied around my shoulders. The first aid kit was tied to a belt loop, tapping against my upper thigh with each step I took.
Inside the room were many, many things. But, most noticeable, was a well. I furrowed my brows and checked the room for any signs of enemies to fight, but it was still empty. And yet, as I inched forward, the door slammed behind me.
I stood in front of the well. I wanted to back down. But I was fucked if I did and so was my dear brother, Mike. This was for him. And clearly, this clown had a knack for fighting kids. Not a grown-ass adult. That gave me the upper hand in this situation.
I crouched down and began lowering the rope. I couldn’t see into the darkness below, but I trusted that there was something. After that, I attached it to the side. I tested the rope, hoping it was sturdy enough to hold my weight plus a large gun plus a flame thrower plus other miscellaneous objects.
It seemed to hold.
And so, I took the next step to the terrifying adventure. I lowered my body into the well. The rope swung and it was hard to climb down, so very tempted to just slide all the way. And yet, the adrenaline gave me strength. One step at a time, I lowered myself.
I was completely submerged in darkness, except for the entrance to the well above me. It grew distant, but from the bottom, I heard dripping water. It echoed loudly. It sounded like some sort of cavern.
And then, suddenly, my body tensed. From above, I heard howling, high-pitched laughter. I tilted my head up as the rope started tilting. A scream seized in my throat in horror as I realized the clown was above, and in his claws fingers, he held the rope. He was grinning, taunting me.
“Fuck you!” I shouted angrily.
“Wrong answer, pal.”
With his other finger, he sliced the rope. The scream finally escaped as my body tumbled into the darkness. The rope had been cut, yet I gripped it so tightly in hopes it would magically reconnect. It didn’t, but not even a few seconds later, my body collided with the ground.
My head had hit a spiky rock. My vision spun and I saw stars. My body was contorted strangely and everything ached. My fingers itched to be ready to kill a bitch, but I had to recuperate. As I grew conscious again, I realized I was in a cave. It was dimly lit by oddly modern and romantic candles with a scent of lavender, stuck into the wall.
As I sat up, I realized the only path to go was straight. The terrain was rocky and there was a thin layer of water, shimmering menacingly. I pushed myself to my feet, panting slightly. I began walking, although I had a prominent limp.
It took a solid ten minutes - or, it felt like it, at least - before I ended up anywhere. The path began to widen and the light became more natural. As I stepped out into an open room, horror dawned on me. There was a large, tall entrance, and at the top of the ‘ceiling’, there was another well. Hanging from balloons, in the middle of the room, were dozens of children. Each of them were sad and unmoving, their corpses swinging to even the slightest breeze.
A scream echoed from my lips. I took in every detail. Some weren’t wearing the most modern of clothing, while others could’ve been swiped off the street just yesterday. My eyes searched desperately for my brother, Mike, but my attention flitted elsewhere.
Lining the opposite cave walls were various newspapers, photos, and journals. I made my way over, flame thrower poised and prepared. I gulped at the intensity of the tiny room, even though it was currently deserted. With squinted eyes, I took in the details of the articles.
One I recognized instantly. I was taken aback by how preserved it was. The same exact article, with the wife’s face scratched out, was preserved. A thumb tack hung it up, but because of the sheer hoard of documents, I had to pluck it free.
It was the same article. But, as I scanned it further, the woman, Y/n Gray, looked exactly like me. A slightly older version, probably around the age of twenty-five like Robert Gray, though. I let it float to the ground as horror dawned on me. Photo after photo was on the wall, and most uncanny of all, they all looked like me.
As I scooted down to find one that clearly wasn’t, I realized. I recognized several college photos of me, somehow plucked from frames at home. I tugged the free in terror before crumpling them in my fists angrily. I continued to do that, because whatever this freak clown was on, he mistook whatever preexisting lover he had for me.
And, because of that, Mike was paying the price.
“Now that’s not very nice.”
I swerved, automatically pulling the trigger. However, the voice echoed, and as the smoke cleared, there was no sign of the horrible demon. It was so silent, in fact, that I heard birds chirping from overhead.
I gulped. My eyes continued to scan the floating children for my brother, but I couldn’t. That had hope flourish within me that Mike was somehow alive. And that idea was reinforced further when I heard a struggling cough from a dark corner.
I froze in place. Crawling from an unknown area was my brother. He was coxed in blood and dirt and looked so very hungry. He was weak. He’d been trapped far too long. He reached a hand out toward me as he stumbled, and my heart melted.
“Y/n, help me!”
I surveyed the room. It was so suspicious. The little boy was trotting eagerly toward me, arms outstretched. My eyes scanned the floating children, searching for any blotches of bright orange that could be him. My heart thudded anxiously in my chest.
I couldn’t find Mike. But I also sure as hell didn’t trust the tiny child a few feet away from me. I gulped, tears threatening to spill. And then, I pressed the ignition, pointing the flamethrower at the kid.
For a moment, regret washed over me as the boy lit up into flames. He flailed and screamed at the top of his lungs, but remained in the spot he was. I took a few steps back, tears sliding down my cheeks. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up —
And suddenly, the scream became something angrier. Far more high-pitched. Although the skin was flaky and ashen, it all started to morph and reform, the fire extinguishing. From the ashes, that damned clown… no. I realized it was still that horrible monster.
And yet, it was taking the form of something far more human. The same man from the photographs. Robert ‘Bob’ Gray.
He looked pissed, though. As he completely formed, I went to get him ablaze once more. And yet, the flame thrower was null and empty. After one final spurt of fire, it died down. And, as the demon watched this, he grinned. Widely, and then even wider. His fists unclenched and one hand raised toward me.
An amused grin stretched onto the monster’s face. He took a step closer. I took one back. He took another step closer. And I, another one back.
I shrieked out of frustration. All at once, the truth of the situation hit me like a freight train. Mike was dead. This demon tricked me. And now, I was dead, too.
I pulled the strap over my shoulder. I threw the flame thrower right at him, but he stood strong. It fell to his feet, and he let out an amused, bellowing laugh. Far deeper in tone than it had ever been before. And then, stepping over the machinery, he kept backing me up toward the corner.
I lifted the shotgun. I was hyper-focused, doing everything I needed to in a millisecond. And the moment everything was set, I shot.
The man only stumbled back somewhat. But the bullet was absorbed nonetheless. The grin continued to wide, unnaturally so. I shot again, but the gun yielded no results. I was fucked. It was impossible to kill.
After one final step, I felt the cave wall behind me. I pressed myself against it, fingers digging into the dirt. As a last resort, I burst into tears on the spot. The demon’s smile stretched and circled the entirety of his face. And then, it all caved in. He was right in front of me, tearing the gun from my grip in one fell swoop.
Underneath the facade was teeth. So many teeth. There were rows upon rows, like a shark about to devour its prey. A roar escaped, causing the entire cavern to shake and tremble. I shrunk my body as much as humanly possible. I was utterly frightened to the core, and tilted my head away.
I wasn’t sure how long I was exposed to the teeth. I squeezed my eyes shut, expecting to be eaten then and there. I wasn’t dumb. I realized the implications the minute I walked in here. The clown ate the children, and I was surely next. I was going to die because I stupidly thought I had an ounce of strength within me —
Everything fell silent. But I didn’t trust it. For a while, I stay there, frozen. And then, I felt it. A soft, human hand gliding across my skin and cupping my cheek. I dared to open one eye. It was Robert ‘Bob’ Gray, in the flesh, and any anger had seemingly dissolved into what I could only describe as a lovesick madness.
I squeaked fearfully. “Please. Y - you don’t have to do this! I don’t know what you want from me, b - but I’m not who you’re looking for!”
A smile twitched and tugged at the manic demon’s lips. He tilted his head ever so slightly. There was almost a fond look in his eyes. “Oh, but I do. And you are.”
He tilted my head. His thumb drifted underneath my eye, swiping away the onslaught of tears. I bit my lip, not daring to move. His yellow-slitted eyes were unnatural. A stark reminder of the horrifying clown it tended to take its appearance as.
“Returned to me at last…” he hummed fondly. “Just as it should be.”
“I’m not her. It’s all coincidence!”
“You sure seem like her to me.”
Silence fell between us. His eyes scanned every inch of me, as though he were doing a double-take. I gulped, waiting for anything. I’d rather die than be a captive and starve to death in a cave. This was never supposed to happen. How had things gone so terribly wrong?
“Your fear amuses me. You don’t remember. But you will.”
I squeezed my eyes shut. It was so odd to have such a demonic creature kiss my forehead so gently. It was positive I was its old lover, even though all we shared was the same appearance. Everything was wrong, so very wrong.
“Now… you’ll float too, my love.”
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Father and Son (Pennywise (1990) x Reader x Pennywise (2017)
“You what?”
“Easy on the ears, doll face.”
“I don't care, Pennywise. Why didn't you tell me that you had a son?”
“Never came up in conversation. Better late than never, right, pumpkin?”
“Fuck that!”
Earlier on you'd been sitting contently in Papa's lap when suddenly your demonic clown lover had announced that his son was coming to stay. You'd been livid and were now on your feet glaring down at him.
“You already did, sweetums.” Pennywise winked.
“Shut up! We've been dating for two years, Pennywise, why the fuck didn't you tell me? He's your son! Your flesh and blood. How the hell did you forget something like that?”
Pennywise sighed. “It happens when you're both cursed. Sometimes its predictable. We either both join each other in our 'sleep' or we both go at different times. And a lot has happened since I woke up and I met you, sugar.”
“I understand that, Penny. But this is your son. I would never forget something as precious as my child. I'm your lover, I should have known at the start--.”
“Rather than not at all.” the clown grumbled.
You narrowed your eyes at him. “Don't you think this is extremely hypocritical?”
“Meaning?” Papa asked.
“You eat children. Well, granted you eat humans but its mostly children, and yet you have a son.”
Pennywise shrugged. “He's my flesh and blood. I'm not one to commit genocide.”
Sighing, you ran your hands through your hair, when there came a knock on your door. Both of you looked towards the sound before looking back at one another.
“You gonna get that? It could be him.”
“If he takes after you, I doubt he'll be at the door.”
Pennywise ignored your comment and happily took a big inhale of his cigar. “You better not keep him waiting, sugar. He gets a little impatient.”
“Like father, like son.” you muttered, heading to your front door. For a supernatural being who had 'forgotten' to tell you about his son, he sure remembered a lot about his offspring!
You opened the door, to find...no one there.
Bloody kids!
Huffing, you closed the door with a slam and turned to shout at Pennywise. Only to be met by a tall figure towering over you. You screamed, pressing yourself against the door.
Yes, definitely, like his father!
Like Pennywise, this being seemed to also like the clown form. But his form was different. He had red hair, yes, but his hair wasn't as vivid as his father's. The make up looked simple but effective. Red nose and lips and two curved thin lines that ran from the corner of his lips and went up passed his eyes. His eyes were golden yellow that struck you in awe. His costume was silver and looked Victorian with three red pom-poms on his torso and one each on his shoes. His pouty glare made your breath hitch. It was creepy yet pleasant.
Pennywise came round the corner. “Ah, pumpkin, you finally met my little one.”
“Little one?” you whimpered.
“(Y/N) meet Pennywise jr.”
Pennywise jr smiled, showing two buck teeth which gave you the urge to squeal. “Hiya, (Y/N.)”
“H-hi.” you stuttered.
Pennywise sr. chuckled. “She was like this when I first met her.” he muttered to his offspring.
“She looks delicious, yes, she does.” he said, in his horse yet squeaky voice.
“That she is.” purred the senior clown. “Come closer and say hi properly, pet. He won't bite...much.”
You took a tentative step forwards towards the younger alien clown but he grabbed hold of your hand and pulled you closer to him. You soon found yourself chest to chest with him, your hands pressed against the suit. The material of the costume felt like satin and you couldn't help but run your hands against it.
“Never thought humans to be fascinated with beasts like us.” the junior purred in his unusual voice.
“I've had her for two years, sonny. She was very curious about our kind.”
“Did papa tell you that we're a dying breed?”
“He did but he never mentioned he had a son.”
Pennywise jr. couldn't help but snigger. “Papa's never had a good memory. He is getting old after all.”
“I wouldn't say that.” you sniggered, running your hands up to the younger clown's shoulders. “The way your papa fucks me against the walls says different.”
“I bet he fucks you like a good little girl.”
“Over and over again.”
You weren't sure but you swore you could hear Pennywise jr purring in delight.
“So, pumpkin, what do you think of my boy?”
You looked at his son for a little longer, watching his eyes change colour and taking in his features, then you focused on your lover.
“Can I keep him?”
Both clowns chuckled.
“Funny.” purred the younger Pennywise. “I was going to ask the same thing.”
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Opinion Wanted
PAIRING: Bill Skarsgård x Reader
WORD COUNT: 1,092
WARNINGS: Like one cuss word.
NOTE: The dialogue from ‘IT’ that I use in this Imagine is from the original 1990 movie not the 2017 movie.
“Y/N!” Bill calls out as he walks out to our deck where I am currently at. “I need your opinion on something.”
Bill sits down on the sun chair next to mine, hunching over looking at me with almost desperate eyes. I rest the book I’m currently reading, Joyland, down while sitting up in the chair. I turn my body to look over at my boyfriend for the past couple of years.
“What is it my love?” I question, scooting to the edge of my seat causing our knees to touch, mainly because he’s so much taller compared to me.
“I need your opinion on my voice,” Bill states to me. I look at him for a moment slightly confused about what he’s talking about. “My Pennywise voice.”
“Oh okay, yeah of course I’ll give you my opinion,” I tell him with a smile. Bill has been casted as Pennywise in the IT remake and he’s taking it so seriously, not wanting the movie to fail. But I know that he’ll be brilliant no matter how he approaches the iconic character.
‘Hello Y/N, I’m Pennywise the Dancing Clown,’ Bill says in a voice that it a different pitch than his own.
“Is it okay? Is it scary sounding?” He questions with a worried edge to his voice.
“I think it sounds great, but I’m probably the wrong person to ask about whether or not it’s scary.”
“Shit, yeah you’re right. I sometimes forget that you aren’t effected by horror movies,” he tells me with a chuckle.
“It’s a gift,” I reply with a giggle.
Okay, I wouldn’t call it a gift. But I know that not very many people go completely unaffected by horror movies. I couldn’t honestly tell you why they don’t scare me, maybe it has to do with the fact that I was reading horror books since the 7th grade and even then the iconic horror books left me unharmed.
“But,” I begin to say to him, “it does sound scary, even though it doesn’t scare me.”
Bill moves from he’s seat to sitting right next to me. He takes my hand in his, moving his thumb across my knuckles. I look at him with admiration as well as confusion. Bill has always had a kind and loving soul, even though some believe that he does. Of course they don’t know him like I know him.
“Have I ever told you that you’re the best think that’s ever happened to me?” Bill asks, his eyes looking at my hand as a light pink tint comes to his cheeks.
“I think you have once or twice, but I hope you know that you know that I feel the same. That you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” I tell him with a smile, looking at him.
“I love you,” Bill states, his eyes moving from my hand to my own eyes.
“I love you too,” I state with a smile, as I lean forward pressing my lips onto his. “Do you want me to help you run through your lines?”
“I’d like that,” he says with a slight chuckle.
Bill hands me the script that was sitting on the seat across from us, handing it to me. I had skimmed through the script with him once, even though I technically wasn’t supposed to since the script is technically confidential.
I turn to the first page where Bill has some lines, four pages in. I look at Bill with a smile, waiting for him to get in the right headspace. He takes a deep breathe before nodding to me.
The first scene is when Pennywise and Georgie ‘meet’ on a rainy day. I remember how it was in the original movie but I am so curious about how they’re going to do it for the new one.
‘Hi, Georgie! Aren’tcha gonna say hello?’ Bill recites with the voice he used earlier.
‘I'm not supposed to take stuff from strangers; My dad said so.’
‘Very wise of ya dad, Georgie - very wise indeed. I, Georgie, am Pennywise the Dancing Clown - and you are Georgie.’
We continue going through the script, I keep getting distracted slightly by Bill. Seeing how much passion he’s putting into this.
“Bill, that was great!” I praise.
“You think so?” Bill questions.
“Seriously that was great. I gotta tell you the more I listen to the voice the more is gives me the chills,” I tell him honestly.
“I guess if it gives you the chills then it’ll probably scare some people.”
“Oh defiantly,” I say with a giggle.
I had the script back to Bill who just sets it to the side of him.
Bill looks at me with a smile scooting closer to me. He wraps his arms around my waist, quickly moving me so that I am straddling him causing mw to gasp from surprise. I wrap my arms around his neck, looking at him with a smile plastered on my face.
“Thank you,” Bill whispers to me.
“For what?” I question.
“For giving me your honest opinion and helping me,” he tells me. He quickly pecks my lips before looking back at me. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
I lean in pressing my lips onto his into a real kiss. Bill smiles into the kiss pulling me closer to him, even though we were already pretty close. Bill’s arms tighten around my waist as he deepens the kiss. It’s full of passion and love, but most kisses between us are.
“I love you,” I state to him, as I part from his lips trying to catching my breath.
“I love you too,” he replies with a smile. “Do you want to come on set?”
“Of the movie?” I ask confirming if that’s what he’s talking about.
“Yeah, I’d love for you to be there and I think I’ll do better if you’re there supporting me,” Bill says shyly.
“I’d love to come,” I tell him with a bright smile, pecking his lips once the words leave my lips.
“Want to go our for dinner?”
“I’d like that.” I move off of Bill, standing in front of him as he stands up from the seat.
Bill takes his hand in mine, leading me into the house. I’m glad that I get to help Bill even though Pennywise doesn’t scare me. I’m happy to be there for him, supporting him. I know that he’ll be great and that the movie will be a success.
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How would the slashers react to a very hyper nurse like super positive all the time?
Freddy was surprised when he first met you. You were smiling all the time and even when things got tough, you always seemed so happy.
So, he just had to ask.
Freddy : "Say....Aren't you ever tired ?"
Freddy was surrounded by negativity and darkness since birth and just wondered how you could even exist ?
You *smile knowingly* : "I'm surrounded by people who actually need me and who I care for. Why wouldn't I be happy ?"
Freddy was surprised by your very honest answer before chuckling and ruffling your hair playfully.
Freddy *sighs before smiling back at you* : "Don't ever lose your smile, alright kiddo ?"
Penny had tried multiple times to make you scream, to feel your fear and make you afraid of him.
But, each time, you had only smiled or laughed—as if all of his attempts had only been jokes to you.
He was puzzled by it, until he finally learned to accept it.
But then, one day, he just had to ask.
Penny : "Why...?"
You *turn your head towards him* : "Why what ?"
Penny *looks at you* : "Why...Do you always show Penny a smile ? Penny tried to hurt you. Kill you. Eat you...So, why ?"
Your eyes widened at his question, but you only smiled and shrugged.
You : "Penny never scared me. I like Penny."
Penny didn't know what to answer to that, but he did snigger at the end—in an attempt to make you upset.
Penny : "And you think Penny likes you ?"
However, you didn't lose your smile and only shrugged again.
You *smile knowingly* "Yes. Or, Penny would be gone."
He seemed to ponder on your words for a second before smiling.
Penny : "Human...Too clever for their own good."
Pennywise was the most frustrated.
He couldn't understand why you would always be so happy ? It infuriated him to no point.
So, in a desperate attempt to have a reaction out of you—he yelled.
"FEAR ME !"
You went still for a moment and Pennywise thought he had succeeded, until you smiled softly at him and asked.
"Why do you want me to fear you ?"
The question caught him off guard and he stayed silent for a moment before scoffing.
"So I can eat you. Obviously."
"And...you want to eat me ?", you asked hesitantly.
His eyes widened at the question and he was about to answer when your eyes met and Pennywise only tssked before looking away.
"...You're annoying.", he replied instead of answering your question before walking away and you smiled again.
He would be back. You both knew it.
Jason was surprised when you first visited his cell and his eyes settled on your smile.
There were smiles he recognized as mocking or fake, but yours was so bright and genuine—it took him by surprise.
And even years after, it still felt surreal how you could just smile at the slashers and make them feel at home.
It had never even been a possibility for Jason. He thought he would never find another family.
But, he found one with you.
And he never asked why you were smiling, or why you weren't afraid of them.
He was just happy to see you and enjoy whatever time he had in your blissful company.
You made him smile, and that was the only thing he needed to know.
Myers found you an enigma.
He had attempted to kill you so many times, had even tried to drown you...because you brought Michael hope.
But, he had to admit to have developed a certain admiration for you.
It was hard to keep a smile and show one's face so plainly. Michael Myers had never been able to catch human feelings, but seeing you so happy had made something shift in him.
Myers didn't know if it was for the best though ?
Myers *grabs you harshly and spats* : "Why ? Why won't you stop smiling ?"
You *smile* : "Because I am showing Michael Myers that he can trust me."
Myers *tilts his head in incomprehension* : "...And how is that ?"
You *smile confidently* : "Because no matter what, I'll always trust him enough to smile."
Your answer made him release you and take a couple of steps back in shock.
It was a funny feeling. Myers had never been surprised before...but, it seemed exceptions did exist.
And you, you would remain an enigma.
But, he would let you live. For now.
Jack smiled the first time he saw you because he thought you were naive, easy to manipulate.
But then, he learned that you were far from it.
You never failed at your job and kept all the slashers in check—all that while keeping a smile on your face.
It wasn't a stupid smile full of illusions, as he had first thought it to be. You didn't see them as defenseless or worthy of sympathy. That wasn't the reason you were smiling.
Jack : "...You don't have to smile for us, you know.."
He thought he would relieve you of whatever duty you thought you had towards them.
But, he didn't expect your answer.
You : "What a silly thing to say...Who else would I be smiling for ?"
His eyes widened as he faced you and found you smiling again and then—he understood.
You were smiling for no selfish reason. You were smiling because you wanted to.
And that made the great Jack Torrance question everything he knew.
There was nothing Brahms liked more than seeing other people smile. It brought him joy like no other.
He always made sure to be kind and help you when he could.
And seeing you smile was the best reward for him.
So, you always made sure to make him smile in turn. You didn't care if it made you look bad or somehow silly sometimes, you knew that you had to keep a smile on your face for him.
And he never questioned you about it.
Because no matter what, he would keep his smile as long as you would.
"You don't have to pretend."
Five once told you and your smile faltered for just a second at the worried expression he had on.
But, it didn't drop as you embraced him and said assuredly.
"I am not. And you shouldn't either.."
It was the first time Five found himself crying in front of someone else since the Apocalypse.
And you held him tight.
There was nothing in this world that would have possible forced you to let go—as you knew your smile was the only thing keeping him from falling into despair.
"Please. Stop smiling."
It was a strange request, but you still sought to understand.
"Why ?"
He stared at you and for a moment, you thought he was actually going to hurt you.
His knuckles turned white from how tight his fists were clenched and when he leaned forward to stare at you in the eyes, you could almost feel feel his eyes drill holes into your very skull.
"Because your smile burns me.", he finally confessed in a whisper and your eyes widened—as he genuinely seemed in pain.
You tried to reach out for him, but he left before you could touch him.
He had accomplished the most horrible of acts in his life, faced more than his share of threats...And yet, that smile was the very thing that he feared the most.
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Hiii could you do a slashers helping the reader escape from the other mother! I hope you have a good day
Of course. So, you are the slashers' adoptive daughter and the Beldam decided you would be the perfect prey..Unbeknownst to her, she would soon meet your parents. Enjoy.
Five *enters in the Other Side and finds the Beldam to bargain* : "I hate witches. But, I'll make a deal with you. You let go of Y/N, and you'll get me. Now, come on. I'm all yours, you big ugly crawlie.."
Five would pretend to be surrendering and exchange places with you—only to jump into time and space to escape.
Five would firstly try to get rid of the Other Mother by himself, but would give up if he sees she is too strong.
He would then warn the slashers and they would all get on the Other Side to destroy the Beldam and make sure she won't hurt you—or anyone else—ever again..
Five : "No one hurts Y/N. No one."
The Beast *roars* : "OURS !"
The Beast wouldn't waste any time before attacking the Beldam and make sure she knows her place.
He wouldn't wait to find a plan or discuss with the Horde, as the Beast is ruthless and the moment you are in danger, he would act.
It's not like the Horde wouldn't approve though.
They all vouched for him to take control when they knew you were in danger.
Other Mother : "GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF ME !"
The Beast *keeps punching the Beldam mercilessly* : "THEY'RE OURS !"
It would be more of a power and ownership kind of thing to the Beast, but it would reunite you with the other personalities.
Patricia *hugs you tightly* : "Oh thank goodness ! You are alright.."
Dennis *frowns disapprovingly at you* : "Never leave again without telling us."
Barry *cries in relief and embraces you* : "NEVER DO THAT TO US AGAIN, GOT IT ?!"
Jason and Freddy would team up. They may not like each other, but they both know they fight better together.
They usually don't get along, but would make an exception to take down whoever or whatever hurt you.
Freddy would taunt her and make sure she reveals your location. He would then let Jason occupy the Other Mother before going to get you.
Once he is sure you are alright and out of danger, he would return and help Jason.
Freddy would then proceed to find out what her weaknesses are and tell Jason.
Let's say..The Other Mother wouldn't last long.
Freddy : "Behind you."
Jason *decapitates her*
Freddy *chuckles* : "...To be fair, I did warn you."
Norman : "...So, you think you are a better mother than me ?"
Norman would find offense in the fact that the Beldam would kidnap you and claim to make all your wishes come true.
Norman fought tooth and nail to get custody and make your life the best he could offer you.
He would find great insult in the fact that the Beldam would try to replace him and it would end in Norman throwing himself at the Beldam to tear her head off.
Norman *yells hysterically* : "YOU NEVER TOUCH MY KID AGAIN, DO YOU HEAR ME ?! THEY'RE MINE ! I'M THEIR PERFECT PARENT ! NOT YOU !"
When Brahms found you missing, he immediately panicked and searched everywhere for you.
When he saw the little door going to the Other Side, he didn't think twice before crawling there to retrieve you.
When he noticed the Beldam who was about to devour you, he was so angry and didn't hesitate before jumping on her ripping her eyes out.
Brahms is stealthy and knows how to remain quiet and move fast.
He then made sure to stay very still for a moment before grabbing you, quickly making your way back to your true home.
Brahms *shakes you back and forth* : "DO. NOT. SCARE. BRAHMS. AGAIN !"
The Beldam may be powerful, but she wouldn't stand a chance against Penny and Pennywise.
They are literal aliens and their powers combined would make anyone tremble in fear.
If anything, she would feel their power and not pick you as a target—if only to stay out of their radar.
She would feel a lot less confident about her choice and either give you back or attempt to eat you and leave before your family comes to get you..But, I wouldn't count on it.
Penny *giggles* : "You will pay with your life for this mistake.."
Pennywise : "Your death will be long and painful if you do not give them back. We won't show you any mercy and tear you limb from limb..Now, give us back our child."
Beldam ? What Beldam ?
Myers found a spider in the house and decided to set it on fire.
He didn't find any evil witch..even though the spider did seem rather huge.
...
Oh.
Beetlejuice : "So...You're the very ugly thing that's been threatening my kid ?"
Beldam *seethes at him and holds you closer to her* : "MINE !"
Beetlejuice *snickers and throws his cigarette to the floor* : "Dream on, ugly."
Beetlejuice is a poltergeist. He would tire the Beldam out, even summon demons from the Underworld to get you back.
Or, even worse..He would start haunting the Beldam's house until she gives in.
Beldam *screams when she finds the whole house in complete disarray for the third time in an hour* : "GET OUT !"
Beetlejuice *laughs* : "Ain't happening. Now, tell me where my kid is, or I start plucking out your garden plants.."
The Other Mother would have no choice but to comply.
J : "KABOOM !"
J would go all out and would bring every single weapon known to Man to save you.
He would throw everything he has at her until she would tell him where you are and he would have you safe.
He would then make sure you are alright before asking you to wait for him on the other side.
J would then throw a bomb inside the tunnel before leaving—for good measure.
J *sighs* : "There are things and people out there that want to hurt you, Y/N. Life isn't pretty. But, it's life. And it's the only life you got me to protect you. So, next time you wanna get a 'better life' and sell your soul to a spider witch, remember that.."
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How would the slasher react to someone calling their so a slut? Could be a random person or another slasher.
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Freddy :
He thought the insult was meant for him at first and sniggered before answering unashamedly.
"You called ?"
However, when he realised who it was truly meant for ?
His smile vanished, replaced by an irrepressible urge to cut the man/woman’s tongue.
"Wanna repeat that, bucko ? I failed to hear you right the first time.."
Before the person could repeat himself, Freddy teleported behind them and raised one of his claws to the idiot’s throat.
"Now…Still so confident, asshole/bitch ? How about an apology ? And don’t play smart. I may not be the sharpest tool in the box, but I’m the deadliest.."
Freddy may not consider it an insult, but he will not allow anyone else to be an ass to you.
He’s the only one who has that privilege.
Freddy *to you* : "Hey..You're not a slut. You're my slut.."
Yeah. Not the best at comfort. Will try his best though ? You need to understand that Freddy's way of saying hello is yelling any slur at the top of his lungs.
He's got things to work on. Clearly.
Michael :
What did that idiot just say ?
Michael was cooking with you when one of the nurses scoffed the slur when walking past you.
He could see it made you upset and, pretending a shortage of tomatoes, left.
When he came back ?
He was covered in red and claimed it was tomato sauce..
He also tried to comfort you and tell you that the nurse was just jealous and offered you a hug.
The woman didn’t bother you again afterwards.
Michael *smiles underneath the mask*
The nurse will have trouble get all the tomato sauce off her and he made sure to make her understand what hurting you would entail from now on ?
Next time..He'll take a finger.
Brahms :
Brahms tilted his head in incomprehension as he stared at the person who had insulted you.
He was playing ball with you and let's say..his hand slipped.
The person received the ball in his face and held his bloody nose.
He was about to yell at Brahms, but in a few quick strides, Brahms was in front of him and was staring down at him/her like an insect about to be squished under his shoe.
The man/woman reconsidered.
He then extended his hand and the person thought he was going to kill him, but he only got the ball back and by the way his eyes squinted slightly underneath the mask..He was smiling.
He knew the person was scared for their life.
The person didn't bother you again afterwards and Brahms made sure to give him a few nasty glares for good measure whenever he would see them.
Pennywise :
One of the nurses' kid repeated what he had heard from his mother about you and Pennywise growled at him before pinning him to a wall.
"I hate rude kids..Do you wanna know what I do to rude kids ?"
Pennywise opened his mouth wide and the boy screamed and cried, trying to beg him not to kill him while Pennywise was enjoying the smell of his fear greatly.
However, he hesitated.
He wanted to take a bite, he was angry and hungry and he knew the taste would be all the more satisfying since he hurt you, but..
He looked at you and slowly closed his mouth.
He didn't want you to see him as a monster.
He let the kid go and he ran to go tell his mother.
Pennywise sighed before returning inside, not sparing you a second glance as he knew what he would see in there.
He was hungry..
Penny :
The man who insulted you didn't know Penny was there as well, until the clown took him by the throat and raised him a few inches above the ground.
"Heya, you naughty naughty person ! Do you know who I am ? Yes ? Good..Then, you know what's gonna happen next.."
Penny heard that insult too many times to know what it means.
He shamed so many of his victims with that word before..digging all of their dirty little secrets.
But you ?
You were his little pet..His to torment and shame. His to break, take apart and get back together..
He pinned the stranger to the wall and addressed him a toothy grin, showing him his sharp teeth. You begged him to stop, but he couldn't resist the urge to take a bite.
The screams alerted the soldiers that came in with darts filled with liquid silver and they shot him.
He screeched loudly in pain and you tried to stop them and explain the situation, but Penny fell to his knees and nurses came to get the wounded away from him.
Penny is the only one still unwilling to follow the rules at St Louis and will go far and beyond to protect what he holds dear..And this is what will eventually lead him to his doom.
Arthur :
Arthur wasn't there, but he had people watch over you and who warned him.
He told them to make sure they would never be able to talk to you again.
...Let's say, they suddenly became mute.
Late night visit from Joker's partners and they quickly got the message.
If he had been there ? Let's say..He would have shot a bullet in each of their knees and make them beg for mercy.
Arthur isn't merciful.
Jason :
Come here. One way ticket to strangling hug town.
The person who insulted you : "LET ME GO, YOU OVERSIZED GORILLA !" *gurgling noises*
Him *whispers* : "Apologize..."
He would wait for the person to apologize or continue their hugging session until he eventually breaks their neck.
Thankfully enough, there's something called survival instinct and most of the time ? The person will apologize before having their windpipe crushed.
Jason doesn't like rude people and certainly when they are rude to his s/o.
He may not be vocal about it, but he sure will act and make sure they apologize to you and never do it again.
Or else, hug town may be their final destination.
He may not have his machete anymore, but he can be creative when it comes to hurting/killing someone.
Five :
"Oh yeah ? Wanna say that again ? Come on. Try me.."
They clearly don't have a clue who they've been messing with.
Five would fight tooth and nail for you and always has his trustworthy baseball bat next to him in case something like this happens.
Five isn't going to let it slide and will physically attack the man/woman.
Five was admitted to St Louis for violence disorder and it took months for him to even leave his cell.
He doesn't care about being locked away for a couple of months more if it means protecting you.
Five really tries to control his temper and he's been making progress, but sometimes, it's just too much.
"Don't listen to them..They didn't mean it. They won't bother you again. I promise."
He'll try to comfort you afterwards and make you feel better by listening to you if you need to, but he would rather kick the person in the face and be over with it. 😂
Patricia :
The person mysteriously disappeared afterwards..
You aren't sure who did it, but Patricia was acting quite suspicious.
Nobody knows if they're dead or not.
They never found the body..
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Slashers reaction to the reader falling down a highest building yet still alive on the ground and the reader is now like "i was expecting a trampoline to catch me i guess i missed it"
Freddy saw you fall and hesitated for a moment before finally coming to check in on you.
Freddy : "Yo. Are you dead ?" *pokes you to make sure*
You *gasp back to life*
Freddy *screams* : "WHAT IN THE...?! HOW ?!"
Freddy was surprised to find you still alive. I mean..Who would survive that ? Besides the slashers of course. But, he ended up bursting out laughing and hit your back amically.
"Good job, kid ! Amazing prank ! Say..How did you do it ? From one prank master to another ?"
Freddy wouldn't be that worried, he does that kind of thing all the time and it was high time someone did the same. He was worried at first, but once he knew you were fine, he was proud and impressed that you would pull such a good prank on him.
When they saw you fall, Kevin was holding the light, but they all started running to catch you.
Fortunately, they succeeded in getting a hold of you in time and roll to the floor in their hurry. Kevin's heart was racing as he stood up and stated checking on you.
"Are you alright ?! Did you break something ?! Are you hurt ?!"
They were all worried, but were surprised when you dusted your clothes nonchalantly and shrugged absent-mindedly.
You : "I thought there would be a trampoline to catch me..But, oh well. I'm glad you were there."
The Horde couldn't believe their ears and Dennis took the opportunity to take the light and you could feel their grip tighten as he took over.
"Do not ever do that again..Okay ?!", he demanded authoratively.
You agreed and he let out a sigh of relief before hugging you tightly. They really thought you were a goner.
"Are you stupid ?", Pennywise asked in disbelief when you landed.
He knew you were alive and only crouched next to you to wait until you had regained consciousness. He knew humans were crazy, but you had just proved his point so bluntly that he just had to ask.
"Have you heard of survival instinct ? Do you even have one of those ?"
You didn't answer and Pennywise shook his head before grabbing you by the back of the neck to get you up on your feet. He then let his mask of constant jaded attitude fall to ask worriedly.
"...Are you hurt ?"
Pennywise may look unbothered by everything, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care.
"Hum..Are you okay, human ?"
Penny asked when you landed on your face and was a little worried you were dead at first, but was immediately reassured when he saw you move.
He then looked up at the place you had fallen from and giggled before jumping in the air to fall from where you had.
He landed next to you with his arms and legs spread rather comically and laughed when he looked up to find Pennywise standing there, his hands in his pockets and an eyebrow raised, highly unimpressed.
"Having fun I see ?"
Penny and you giggled together while Pennywise rolled his eyes, turning around to get back to his rocking chair. He knew you two would be fine.
Joker didn't know what you were doing until you tilted forward and started falling. He ran to catch you, but was too late as you landed harshly on the ground. He immediately knelt beside you and rolled you over to check for any major injury, but was relieved to find none.
"Are you okay, sweetie ?", he still asked worriedly and you answered with a wide grin.
"Yup. Sorry. I thought the trampoline would catch me."
Joker frowned before looking up at the tall building you had just fallen from and shook his head.
"Even a trampoline wouldn't have helped you, you fell from too high and you would have knocked your teeth off..Are you sure you are alright ?"
He was starting to wonder if you had a concussion, but kept it to himself before smiling.
"You gave me quite the fright, you know ?"
You giggled to yourself and nodded.
"I know..I saw you running. Quite the performance."
He laughed heartily at that.
"Not as impressive as yours. I'm sure."
Joker wouldn't stay upset too long and would laugh it off as soon as he would be certain you are alright.
Michael had a heart attack when he saw you jump. He let everything he had in his hands clatter to the floor and ran so fast, he was sure he would trip and fall. Fortunately, he felt a boost coming from deep inside of him and knew Myers was helping him.
He caught you and cradled you into his arms, glancing up and down for any sign of injury. When he was sur you were fine, he waited for an explanation with a quizzical frown.
"Sorry..I thought a trampoline would catch me..", you explained with a small apologetic smile and his frown only deepened as he thought of the jump..It was very strange you would act so recklessly, but he wasn't going to question you too much.
He only grunted understandingly before putting you down. But, as you were about to run away, he gripped your shoulder and shook his head negatively.
He wouldn't let you go and do something like that again.
He forced you to stay by his side for the rest of the day for protection.
"Tell me. When did you lose your mind ?", Five asked you after he time-jumped to save you.
He was enjoying his morning coffee when he saw you fall.
He sighed and took another sip of his coffee before jumping back in time to stop you. He knew you were probably fine, but better safe than sorry.
When you said you thought there would be a trampoline to catch you, he shook his head in disbelief before answering you on a matter-of-factly tone.
"The trampoline was moved a few weeks ago. You were there. And even if it was still there, it wouldn't have caught you from that distance. You would have ended up with both of your knees broken. At best."
Five would make sure it doesn't happen again and lock you up if necessary, so he may have a day of peace.
Jason would be concerned and look around for help or bring you back inside. However, he wouldn't be that worried. He knows it's dangerous, but has witnessed a lot of people jumping and surviving.
He used to throw people through windows and some of them got up, some of them didn't..But, most of the time, he had to finish the job himself.
So, he would first try to find out if you're in one or the other category. He shook you back and forth to wake you up and was relieved when you opened your eyes. At least, you were still alive.
He smiled and then ignored your complaints when he started carrying you around.
Jason wouldn't let you get hurt a second time.
Brahms heard you and it was only when you were already on the floor that he noticed you. He didn't know what happened, so he approached you and tilted his head to observe you, wondering if it was a game of some kind.
When he realized you could be hurt, he panicked and ran inside to warn the nurse/staff.
Brahms doesn't handle stressful situations well and always tries to reach out for someone first, someone who could help you.
But, he wouldn't leave you if you asked and make sure you would be alright the time he went back inside to seek for help.
Brahms would be confused when he would see you stand up and act as if nothing happened. He would follow you around and make sure you really are alright before returning to his jovial self.
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What would the slashers reaction be if the nurse rick rolled them idk why but i stayed up late thinking about that
Freddy : "What in the...?!" *starts laughing* "That's a good one. Gotta admit."
He would laugh and start dancing.
Freddy likes a good prank. Besides, Never Gonna Give You Up is a classic. He would love it.
Freddy *starts singing* : "NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP ! NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN !"
Brahms *smiles**completely oblivious* : "That's nice. I have never heard this song before.."
Wall boy here.
He didn't have access to internet for years and was spared the rick rolling era.
He would like the song and chill with it.
Brahms *hums it a few minutes later*
"No...Really, Y/N ?"
Norman would laugh, even though he was rick rolled before. Plenty of times.
But, it wouldn't bother him.
He would go along with it and start dancing with the nurses.
"YES ! WONDERFUL !"
J used to torture people with that song. Locking them in a room with a 10-hour playlist..
Of course he would love it.
It would bring back good memories.
No...Nonononononono.
Would leave the room and never come back.
Would ask Dennis to break the computer.
The Horde had their fair share of Never Gonna Give You Up, especially since Barry used to rick roll them. A lot.
Patricia : MAKE IT STOP !
Dennis *pushing every possible button on the computer* : I'M TRYING !
Jade : LET ME HAVE THE LIGHT ! I'LL BURN IT WITH FIRE !
Five *smiles at first before getting his axe and smashing the computer into pieces* : "If I hear this song again, I'm gonna KILL every single person in this hospital.."
Five is Klaus' brother..That's it. That's the explanation.
Klaus *waiting outside with a big soundbox, ready to blast the song*
(Not my art)
Pennywise wasn't awake during the 1980s. Penny was.
He had to hear that song so many times..It may be the only song Penny doesn't like.
Which led to a lot of trolling from the older clown who may or may not have helped you set out the prank.
Pennywise *snickers when the song plays* : "Aww...Aren't you going to dance ?"
Penny *glares at him* : "On your corpse.."
Michael wouldn't understand and ask you if something is wrong with the computer ?
Once he would understand its a prank, he would only smile and shrug.
Michael *gives you a thumb up and waits patiently until the song is over*
What ?
Why ?
That's not the video he wanted to see..
Did..Did the computer get possessed ?
He would panic and start trying to close it or ask for anyone to help him.
Jason would find it strange, but would calm down once you would explain it was only a prank.
He is not very fond of pranks, but he'd tolerate it if it's you.
"Ah. Used to prank a lot of people with that song back in the day. Nice try. But, I'm rick rolled immune." *starts dancing and leaves the room with a smile on his face*
Jack Torrance used to be the class clown in his younger years. He knows all about rick rolling and would be proud to see the trend coming back more than anything.
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Lol I love the idea of two people liking each other but both being completaly oblivious to the fact other person likes them and everyone around them see it and are getting annoyed/irritated by the fact those two aren't together yet! It's hillarious 🤣! (Not necessaraly saying this is a request or anything, but my fav characters are slashers and Hannibal family, just in case you wanna write something)
Morgan found you annoying at first, because he didn't understand his own feelings and it turned into constant bickering.
Morgan : "STOP. Just stop."
You *clueless* : "STOP what ?"
Morgan : "You. In my head. Constantly. It's unnerving."
You *giggle and tease him* : "Well..If I didn't know any better, I would say that you've got a little crush on me."
Morgan shook his head at the absurd notion alone and walked away—ignoring you when you decided to follow him.
Morgan doesn't like when things don't go according to plan and he had a plan on finding the perfect soulmate based on very specific criteria.
And there you came, making a mess of his plans..
It started becoming a sort of competition of who would break first.
He would think you're doing it on purpose and get annoyed at the sight of you—or avoid you.
Unbeknownst to the both of you that if you were to dig deeper you would find the true reason behind your playful banter..
His brothers watching the both of you from the sidelines :
Kevin : "...I'm gonna tell them."
Peter : "Don't you dare !"
You met Kevin in art school and lucky for you, he always arrives late to everything. And, you kept unconsciously saving a seat for him next to you..
You *pretend to be annoyed as he sits next to you* : "Why do you always seat here ?"
Kevin *pretends to be thinking about it* : "Hum...Because it is the only empty seat ?"
You *bluntly* : "You are annoying."
Him *smiles and winks you* : "Sure. So, do we start working or...?"
He would tease you and follow you around—making it very difficult for people not to notice..
Soon enough, his hand would find yours and you would start walking hand-in-hand around school.
Morgan *noticing the dreamy expression on Kevin's face and arks a quizzical eyebrow* : "...Are you thinking of Y/N again ?"
Kevin : "WHA—?! NO ! EWW ! WE'RE JUST FRIENDS !"
Peter : "...Friends don't usually hold hands and go on dates.."
Kevin *process in motion* : "...OH MY GOSH ! I'VE GOT A CRUSH ON Y/N !"
Morgan *rolls his eyes with an amused smile* : "Took you long enough.."
Peter met you at school and as crushes go with him, it started normal—until it wasn't..
Peter started by being normal around you. He acted nice, sympathetic, funny..
He was perfect.
But, once you were out of sight or he would return home ? That's when things would change and slight developments could be noticed in his behavior.
He would shut himself off from the rest of the family, do extensive research on everything and everyone even remotely related to you and spend hours in deep concentration..
Now, it would be very difficult for Peter not to understand right away.
It usually doesn't take him long to fall in love and he is the first aware of that.
He usually passes through multiple stages : happiness overload, intense paranoïa, brief episode of depression, stalking and finally, unhealthy obsession..
The Hannibal Family all know how intense it can be for Peter when he has a crush, it is the very reason they don't like it when he has one.
Kevin *opens the door ajar* : "Erm..You're alright baby bro ?"
Peter *doesn't answer and keeps staring at the wall*
Kevin *closes the door* : "...Okay. Good to know."
Morgan *waiting outside* : "So ?"
Kevin : "...Yup. It's definitely a crush. Better warn Hannibal Sr."
Freddy didn't know you had a crush of him and he refused to acknowledge his, no matter what the other slashers or anyone else had to say..
Even Michael tried to knock some sense in the stubborn slasher, but Freddy didn't want to se it.
Freddy : "Me ? Y/N ? Nah. You got it all wrong, buddy.."
Michael *stays silent before grabbing his notebook and writing down* : "So..Does that mean I can try to ask her out ?"
Freddy *immediately punches him and hurts his wrist in the process* : "LIKE HELL YOU CAN ! BACK OFF ! THAT B*TCH IS MINE !"
Michael *chuckles*
Freddy *realizes* : "...Sh*t."
Freddy proceeded to avoid you for days after that, as he thought you didn't feel the same and whenever you would try to approach him, he would find a reason to leave or some other thing to take care of.
You : "Freddy ! We need to talk !"
Freddy : "Can't. I've got a doctor's appointment."
Y/N : "...YOU CAN'T GET SICK !"
Freddy *runs away*
It would take time for Freddy to accept his feelings and do the first step.
He is usually the confident one of the group, but when it comes to feelings ?
He becomes a mess.
Norman was the last one to notice his crush on you—even his mother persona caught your mutual attraction from the start and made sure you understand your place in that relationship..
Mother Bates : "I've got my eye on you, missy/mister. Don't think for a moment that I don't know what you are doing.."
You *oblivious* : "Hum...Okay ? And what am I supposed to not be doing exactly ?"
Mother Bates : "Stay away from my Norman. He doesn't need you."
She then left and you were surprised by her words, but didn't let them faze you. You had already faced her many times before and weren't afraid of her—even though she did creep you sometimes.
But, her warning did linger in your mind, a well as the very threatening tone she had used.
What could have made her feel so threatened that she would go as far as tell you to stay away ?
It did raise certain questions and when you finally had the opportunity to ask her, she seemed dumbfounded.
Mother Bates *leans forward to stare intently at you and finally smiles* : "You really are clueless, aren't you ?"
Mother Bates wouldn't dignify you with an answer, but she would find it amusing all the same.
She was used to Norman ignoring his own feelings, but would internally be very pleased of the fact that you don't know them yourself...until she wouldn't find it amusing any longer.
Mother Bates : "FOR GOODNESS SAKE ! CAN'T YOU SEE WHAT IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU ?!"
You : "...A very angry mother ?"
Mother Bates : "..Kids I swear...NORMAN IS IN LOVE WITH YOU !"
You : "..."
Her : "..."
You and Norman : "...WHAT ?!"
Pennywise would try to be oblivious at first—pretending your racing heart was fear or excitement. He would refuse seeing the truth and dismiss everything or everyone that would try to convince him.
Even if you were to tell him yourself, he would laugh it off or pretend not feeling anything for you.
Pennywise : "Sorry. Not happening."
Pennywise would be cash with you from the beginning. He would be able to tell that you like him, but would try to convince you otherwise.
He wouldn't want to hurt you by letting you believe he can feel the same.
Pennywise and Penny were told from the moment they became monsters that they wouldn't be able to fall in love. Ever.
He wouldn't acknowledge his feelings for you, because it would mean to go against everything he believes to be true.
Pennywise *sighs* : "...I really wish I could tell you that I can reciprocate your feelings but.." *retrieves his own heart and crumbles it to sand in his hand* "...I can't. I'm sorry."
It would take some time for him to acknowledge his own feelings for you and he would probably avoid you at the start—but would eventually come around.
Pennywise *scratches his throat nervously* : "I'm..sorry. I made a mistake. I..I like you too. I think."
Pennywise was never in love before, he never even had a crush..So, it might take time for him to get used to it—but the result would be worth the wait.
Penny feeds on fear and pain. It would confuse him to be affected by this irresistible pull some humans suffer from.
He would try to process it and put a name on it.
When he would finally be able to tell, he would end up even more confused..How could it be that you would both feel this need to be together ? How could love blossom between a human and a...a monster ?
He would remain the same around you at first—smiling and joking and laughing..
But inside, he would feel this pull tear his heart open and ask for Pennywise to help.
Pennywise : "...Tell them."
Penny *surprised* : "What ?! NO !"
Pennywise *sighs* : "Look, kid. We all know how you feel. It's obvious you like each other, so you just need to tell them."
Penny reluctantly agreed and after a long moment of consideration, he decided to tell you.
Penny : "...You feel warm. Safe. It's...It's not right."
You seemed to realize he was truly struggling with what he was feeling and decided to help him by declaring your feelings for him too.
When you did, his face lit up and all of his worries seemed to pop out of existence. He was just so happy you felt the same.
Nearby :
Pennywise felt a pang in his chest at the thought that he would probably never feel the same towards anyone, but still smiled proudly at his brother from the shadows.
"Heh. Good job, kid."
Brahms was acting really nervous around you, jolting every time he would see you and you couldn't help but tease him about it.
You *laugh* : "What ? Do I perhaps make you nervous, Brahms ?"
He would blush furiously and shake his head vividly before either running away or standing there with his face lowered in shame.
You would always laugh it off and it would only make Brahms more and more confused.
You *smile mischievously* : "Does your little heart beat faster whenever I'm around ?"
Another teasing. But, this time. He had an answer to give you.
Brahms : "What if it is ?"
When he looked up at you, you found hesitation and determination there.
Brahms : "What if I really like you ?"
Your smile immediately vanished once you realized he was being serious.
You : "Wait..What ?"
Brahms grunted in frustration before grabbing your hand and pressing it against his chest.
Brahms : "Here."
You could feel his heart beating wildly in his ribcage and for the first time, you didn't know what to say.
You glanced up at Brahms with widened eyes and lips slightly parted in shock before they returned to the fingers spread on his chest—above his heart.
You didn't think..It was your time to blush and when Brahms released your hand, you let it linger there for a few seconds before retrieving it.
You looked up at Brahms who didn't say a word and you smiled.
"I'm...glad."
Brahms smiled as well and nuzzled your face with his masked nose before the slashers all came in.
There was a long silence before Freddy finally shouted:
"F*CKING FINALLY ! WE THOUGHT YOU GUYS WOULD DIE VIRGINS !"
Michael *shakes his head disapprovingly before hitting the back of Freddy's head*
Myers felt it first. He had already felt this emotion before. He knew what it meant and the thought alone made him itch for a knife.
Myers' purpose was to prevent all affective relationships of Michael with anyone.
But, he didn't think he would meet any resistance this time around..
He was wrong.
In Michael's head :
Michael *grabs Myers' arm* : "Don't you dare. Not them. Not again."
Myers : "They will hurt you. They always do.."
Michael : "Not them. Please."
Myers *grabs him by the throat and seethes* : "I wasn't asking, Michael. You can't control me. You never had a choice."
Michael *grits his teeth and shoves Myers off him* : "I DON'T NEED YOU ! GET OUT OF MY LIFE !"
Myers : "THEY'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO SEPARATE US ! NEVER ! YOU'LL BE THE BOOGEYMAN FOREVER !"
Michael woke up in sweats and found you by his side—worry painted all over your face.
You : "Michael. Are you alright ?"
Michael felt this pang in his chest and he knew Myers wouldn't be far, lurking in the shadows and ready to cut you in half at any moment. So, he would deny.
He would write down he is alright.
He would tell you a lie.
He would break your heart or make sure you can't see him anymore—it would be better than to wake up one day with your blood on his hands.
Michael *smiles and nods*
You : "That's good. I was pretty worried for a sec'."
And you should be.
But, not about him.
Myers : "Soon. Soon. You will be all mine."
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Hello 🤗 do you remember when you made a slasher x asexual reader??, how about this time is aromantic
This is my first request on Tumblr and I hope you have a great day 💕
I mean Jason wouldn't care. A friend is a friend.
He would be happy to have someone sticking around long enough not to run away as soon as he appears.
He would try to respect your wishes and not to frighten you.
He would feel like the confession might be important to you, so he will keep it in mind and not do anything that would feel too personal.
However, if he did have a crush on you.
He would find it difficult to communicate and basically run out of the room when you arrive.
"Not into all the lovey-dovey stuff, heh ? Good for you. And good for me too.."
Pennywise hates physical contact and doesn't like making any effort.
Having an aromantic reader by his side would be to have someone willing to stay with him without making things weird.
Besides, him and Penny cannot technically fall in love. So, you wouldn't have to worry about that.
"Nice."
Penny is a being whose love language is TOUCH.
He can't help it and will try to touch you every chance he gets.
See the problem ? He may eventually try to show you his love with words and make things awkward very quickly..
Penny *giggles and wraps his arms around you* : "I LIKE YOU, HUMAN !"
Yeah..Will try his best to keep his distance though. Better stick around his brother at the beginning though..
"Good for you, kiddo. Believe me when I say love is bullsh*t. You're better without it."
Jack has been married and was basically trapped in the marriage.
He knows all about the downsides of love and would be happy to live without the complications.
At this point, his only love is his bottle of whiskey he keeps around.
Jack *offers you a glass* : "Come on. Let's have a toast on being sick of love. Good riddance."
Five : "Believe me, you won't have to worry about me."
The boy is 100% dedicated to Dolores and reserves all his love for his mannequin.
Besides, Five is usually awkward around people he likes. The fact that you are aromantic would make things far easier for him.
He would be able to talk to you without actually holding back, scared of what you may think of him.
Five : "...and this is how Klaus managed to stuck his hand in the cookie jar and it was only hours later that he admitted it to me and asked me to jump back in time to dissuade him. Can you believe it ? Me ? Telling Klaus not to do something ?" *bursts out laughing*
"Aro...Aromantic...Arrow...What a funny name. You know what it makes me think of ? Tarot without the t's. So, congrats kid, you're a whole card game."
J is open-minded.
As long as you don't say that you're a sympathiser of Batman, he's cool with you being whatever.
Besides, J is not very romantic. He would be if he feels it necessary, but would be as happy without it.
He would also offer you a job and wouldn't have to worry about the "matters of the heart" holding you back or stopping you from doing your job. (like Harley)
Now, Michael is going to be thrown off because he believes in romance. He was a happy family man before his sudden shift to a slasher.
It's because he cares about his family and loves that he can't help seeking them out, even though Myers will probably kill them at the end.
If you're in a relationship, he will feel betrayed by the sudden confession.
However, Myers wouldn't.
Myers *waits a few seconds before writing down* : "Alright. Good."
Michael is the heart and Myers is the knife.
But, the knife can be more understanding than the heart on rare occasions.
Besides, it would be another person he wouldn't worry about killing.
Brahms : "..."
Poor boy wouldn't know what to say.
It means no hugging, no hand holding, no sweet kisses ?
You would very sadly not be his type in a more-than-friends relationship, but he would support you nonetheless and be your friend.
But, you would have to expect some exceptions. He would sometimes hug you out of the blue and tell you things that may make you uncomfortable.
But, don't hold it against him.
It would be difficult for him to accept that you cannot have romantic feelings for anyone, but he would eventually get used to it and accept you nonetheless.
Norman : "Hello Aro, I'm Norm."
Norman would make sure to tell you that it doesn't change a thing.
He likes you. He likes you.
That you're aro or not doesn't matter to him, as long as you are a good friend and a hard worker.
He would support you.
Even though, he could sometimes forget.
Norman comes from an era where romance and good manners were almost worshipped.
His mother forced him to become the perfect gentleman, so he may sometimes act lost or confused around you.
But, give him time. He'll eventually figure it out.
Now that I think about it, Freddy might very well be aromantic.
He does have sexual wants, but he doesn't believe in love.
He believes in casual buddy-buddy sex.
Freddy *smirks* : "I mean..I ain't gonna kick you out because of it. Love is complicated. I understand."
Freddy would 100% go on a date with you and wouldn't make it weird. Congrats. You would hit it off pretty quickly.
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How would slashers react if someone called their s/o 'a freak' for dating them?(sorry if that's already been asked, I'm new here)
A patient at St Louis called you a freak and the slasher patients don't take kindly to their behavior. Enjoy. 😉
Pennywise : "You messed with the wrong girl/guy, buddy.."
He would firstly kick the living crap out of whoever dared insult you and even take a bite while he's at it.
He would also take them on a one-way trip to glowing orbs land.
He would then turn to you to make sure you're okay and reassure you.
Pennywise : "There's nothing wrong with you, doll face..That guy was a jerk, nothing more.."
He would then smile at you and take your hand, holding it if you need it.
"As long as you'll live, I'll be yours.."
Penny : "Freak ? That's not a nice thing to say now, is it ?"
Penny doesn’t tolerate rudeness.
He would make sure the guy who insulted you would keep having nightmares for weeks afterwards, until he would come apologise himself.
But, most likely, he would gobble down the human, call it "community service". 😌
Afterwards, he would hug you and nuzzle your neck and make sure that you’re alright.
Penny *brings you everything that makes you happy usually* : "TADA ! Do you want anything else ? Tell me. I’d do everything for you. Just, say it and it’s yours !"
Jade is not particularly strong physically, but she is a computer genius.
They just signed their social death.
Jade will make sure to destroy them on every single social media they own and pirate their most private pictures and texts.
She would expose how much of a terrible human being they are, digging into their worst secrets to use them against the person who offended you.
The person will be friendless and will have a set of people throwing cans and other things at his door.
Jade would destroy their social life. Literally.
Jade *smiles to you* : "Don't worry, hon'..They won't be bothering you again."
Here we go again.
Five would pretend not to care at first, but would very nonchalantly take the first sharp object he can find and hide it for future purposes.
Let's say, the man/woman wouldn't bother you ever again.
Five *smirks when he sees them and gets out his axe* : "You and I are going to have a little chat. And, when we're finished ? You are going to apologize to Y/N."
First off, the person who called you a freak must be very stupid for doing it in front of Michael.
Michael would glare at them at first, making sure to tell them to scram and comfort you afterwards.
But, if the incident happened again ?
Myers would take over.
Michael is the voice of reason, Myers is the voice of war.
Myers would break their arm or chop off their tongue.
Myers would kill them, or make sure they wish they were..
Michael Myers isn't merciful.
Hurt someone he cares about ? And there won't even be a body to bury.
Freak ?
Brahms looked at you and saw you were upset at the word and then glared at the person who had just insulted you.
He took a couple of steps forward and, unexpectedly, took the man's head and smashed it against the wall, making the man/woman scream in pain as blood dripped down their nose and chin.
He then let them sink to the floor and turned towards you, taking your hand and walking away from the wailing human being as if nothing happened.
Brahms is not usually so violent, but he will not allow anyone to make his S/O upset.
"Freak ? Now, that's not a very nice thing to say."
He would try to reason with them at first, hiding his true intents behind a smile.
But, once the lights are out and everyone is asleep ?
This is when Norman puts his plan into motion.
The garbage truck comes by at 6 am and he didn't want to wake you or any of the other residents with the screams.
He would have to kill them in their sleep and put a pillow over their head for any noises they may make.
He would have to be quick.
The next morning :
You *look around for the man who had offended you* : "Norman..Where is the man who was here yesterday ?"
Norman *smiles innocently at you while wiping his hands in a rag* : "Who, dear ?"
Freddy would smirk, not because he finds you being insulted amusing, but because he is already imagining all the things he will do to the bastard who dared call you a freak.
Freddy : "A freak, you say ? Well..You know what makes the 'freak' smarter than you ? No ? Tonight, they'll be lying safe and sound next to an immortal being who will make their dreams come true. And you ? You will spend the rest of yours being haunted by him. So, sweet dreams, bitch. Let's see if you'll wake up tomorrow morning, heh ?"
Let's say, the offensive man/woman would have months of bruises, cuts and night terrors.
Their screams filling the hospital at night for months and at the end, everyone would get the message.
Nobody messes with Freddy's special person.
Jason had to restrain himself from tearing the spine right out of the other patient's back when he heard him insult you.
He balled his knuckles into fists and, after a moment, decided it was too much and punched the person three times in the face before the hospital's guards ran in to stop him.
Jason *grunts and tries to throw another punch at the person*
Once he begins, it is impossible to stop Jason and even though his right knuckles were already covered in blood, his instincts were all agreeing that the person needed to die.
Fortunately, you were the only person who could soothe him.
You held his face and gently forced him to look at you in the eyes.
You : "It's okay, Jason. I'm not upset anymore. They got the message.."
And as if to emphasize your point, you turned towards the person who had insulted you and punched him too.
You : "JASON IS AMAZING AND YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF ! I'M LUCKY TO BE WITH HIM AND IF YOU THINK IT MAKES ME A FREAK ?! THEN, FINE ! I'M A FREAK AND PROUD TO BE !"
It succeeded in calming Jason a little and the guards led him away, you following close after them.
"Mind repeating that for me ? I think I didn't quite hear you the first time."
Arthur wouldn't hesitate before getting out his gun and shooting anyone dead for any disrespect towards his S/O.
This is why you tend to make sure things don't escalate.
You wrapped your arms around him and kissed the back of his neck.
"It's okay, Arthur..They didn't mean it, right ?"
You addressed the man a firm look, clearly telling him that he should be quick and apologize.
Things could then go either way:
1) He apologized and you all went on your merry way.
2) He is an idiot and you had to take your lover's gun and shoot him instead.
Even if you are more merciful than Joker, you still know how to kill and wouldn't hesitate if necessary.
Being Joker's S/O means sacrifices, one of them being the reconsideration of your moral standards.
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Hi♥️Can I request for a fic in this slasher series when y/n dies or killed in a story you choose and how they react and who took it hard the most? Just read your slasher fic series in 2 days and I love it! The chapter 34 to 43 are missing in the list and I was wondering why? Michael really made me blush a lot and the Gif isn't helping eather😣💓 Thanks for beautiful fics!
(Hey! Thank you for the request and I have to admit not knowing what those chapters are ? If they are the latest, I'm afraid I didn't add them yet. But, I'll be sure to add them soon.)
It was a day like any other, the day when Y/N L/N died. They were taking a stroll in the forest and thinking about everything they had done so far for the slashers and all the things they would accomplish in the future. But then, they heard the shot.
For a short time, they worried someone had shot one of the slashers by mistake and turned around to return to the facility when..they felt it.
The excruciating pain in their chest.
They slowly lowered their gaze and their eyes watered as an ugly red splotch started spreading on the white cloth of their nurse uniform.
The slashers all felt that something was wrong and ran out of the facility in a same wave of unbridled chaos.
Some would call it an unlucky shot, hunters who had gone too far in the forest and had mistaken you for game.
But, no matter what the reason was..It changed the slashers and left a void never to be filled again..
He tear the hunters who had come to check on you off you and roared.
Penny:
Penny was the first to reach you with his inhuman speed and extraordinary sense of smell.
"DO NOT TOUCH THEM !"
His eyes flashed orange in warning at them and he sniffed your body—desperate to find a sparkle of life. It was the first time Penny wished to smell your fear, to at least know you were alive.
But, he felt nothing.
He cradled you in his arms and felt his voice crack as he slowly turned towards the hunter with the still fuming rifle.
His face started twisting and blood pouring out of his eyes, nose and mouth as he shouted.
"I WILL BRING WAR UPON YOU LIKE THE RED FLAMES OF GODLY VENGEANCE ! WAAARRRRR !"
His voice broke as his face split in two and large sharp teeth sprung out in order to rip off the nearest hunter's head.
The hunters started running after seing Penny's face, but it was already too late.
In a matter of seconds, they were torn to pieces with horrible squelching sounds and devoured until nothing was left but blood and your corpse behind.
Finally, the other slashers found him and when they saw your body, they all shared Penny's grief and didn't try to stop him when he carried you back to the hospital.
The staff was waiting for you, and none dared to speak as Penny entered, drenched in blood and his eyes unfocused..
Penny was inconsolable. He spent days locked up in his cage—scratching and leaving large gashes in his walls and screeched so loud the whole hospital could hear him.
Pennywise :
Pennywise was angry upon discovering your body and it took him a minute or two to realize you weren't coming back.
Once the realization hit, he growled lowly and his claws pierced through the fabric of his gloves.
His eyes flashed bright yellow at the hunters—now huddled together in fear. The bravest pointed their riffles at him, but when they tried to shoot, the shot went backwards and killed them instead.
"You don't know what you have done..You have killed the only person that made me think humanity still had a chance. That you didn't all deserve to be devoured and sent to Hell..Congrats, you idiots. You've just doomed your whole species !"
His head twisted abnormally as he cornered the frightened hunters and his mouth opened wide.
However, they didn't see the lights.
They didn't deserve it.
He didn't leave anything behind, not even a small piece..He then returned to you and held your hand.
He stroked it gently and when he was sure nobody would come and find him in his most vulnerable state, he broke into tears of blood.
It had been so long since he had last cried..But, he knew the feeling in his chest to be sorrow and knowing none of the other ones would be able to bury you in a satisfactory way..He decided to lay you down in a field of wild flowers and cover your body with a thin veil Maturin had given him long ago—one that would allow your body to stay unspoilt for years and centuries to come..
"Goodbye, nice nurse..Know that you may very well have been the only human I have ever loved.."
Arthur :
Arthur was the closest to your location and when he arrived and found you laid down on the ground. He instantly knew.
He didn't cry.
He didn't scream.
"I'm sorry, sweetie..I arrived too late."
Arthur mercilessly shot them all and when the slashers finally arrived, they were surprised to find one of the hunters still breathing.
Their eyes turned to your lifeless form and Pennywise took the last hunter by the back of the neck to throw him unceremoniously before the slashers.
"That little sh*t killed them. Do whatever you want with him.."
"N..No. Please.", the last hunter begged—but was met with deaf ears.
The slashers didn't hesitate and all started beating the man to a pulp until nothing remained.
All the work you had done. All the sacrifices you had made..All gone.
With your absence, the slashers were bound to return to their old ways and Arthur found it ironical.
To think all your work had gone to waste..What a shame.
Once he was out of sight, Arthur stopped and looked up, a crow flying high above the trees—spying.
He smiled.
Maybe in another life, would he find you again ?
But, he shook his head.
Nah. If he knew one thing about life it was that it wasn't fair or merciful..
Game over.
The hunters were dead before they could even take another breath. They had all of their heads cut off in one singular swing of Jason's powerful machete.
He then quickly knelt by your side and tried to wake you up, until he realized it was too late.
The grief took over him and he refused anyone to touch your body for days. He didn't want to believe you were truly gone and took all his frustration out on the trees outside.
It was better than to admit to the slashers that he was crushed, a mess inside..Brahms tried to comfort him, but had to give up after some time.
Then, Jason decided to close himself to everything around him until he slowly started drowning in guilt..
The slashers then decided to send the only person they thought they'd never send..Freddy.
Freddy *kicks open his door* : "QUIT YOUR MOPPING AND GET OUT OF YOUR BEDROOM, YOU BIG LAZY A** !"
It was followed by a big fight where Jason could fight out all his pent-up frustration and anger.
At the end, the both of them were pretty beat up and bloody—but it did help Jason a little as he finally confessed.
"They're..gone."
Freddy sighed before sitting down next to him.
"Yup. They are. And do you really think they'd like you to stay here and cry your eyes out ? They fought for this place. They fought for you..The least ya could do is respect that, yeh ?"
Jason didn't want to admit that Freddy was right, but he was. You had given your life for that hospital and him.
The least he could do was make sure to realize your wish and redeem himself. For you.
Freddy :
The rather cheerful and obnoxious slasher had fallen quiet upon the news of your death.
It was strange not hearing him jeer or complain for days on end. He only stared and whoever would enter his cell would suffer an unfortunate and drastic end.
Having a chatty Freddy used to be a good sign that he was growing softer...But, the cold silence coming from him afterwards was the worst thing and it showed just how much he cared.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart..It seems ol' Freddy wasn't fast enough this time around."
He whispered above your grave and left his hat on your tombstone before walking away.
He had made a promise to you not to let his anger affect him, but he will have to break it. Just this once. Just until he could find the bastards that had taken you away from him..
After all, guilt did make the best nightmares..
Freddy *cackles darkly* : "You'll see, sweetheart...They'll regret ever firing that shot. I promise you that."
It would make Freddy go on a murder rampage and track all of your murderers to the very last one—all of them.
He would make them suffer for what they did—beg for death. And even then, I don't think he'd be merciful.
Michael :
Michael had a short moment of disbelief as he saw your body hit the ground..The bullet had been meant for him no doubt, but the hunters hadn't calculated the risk of him being accompanied.
"Please..", he rasped, "..Don't leave me."
For once, he didn't hear Myers at the back of his head, he was silent as well.
They both couldn't believe it and Michael held you closer.
"Please, sunshine..Wake up. I need you. Please.."
He begged you, but your eyes remained closed. It was too late.
You were gone.
Michael cried over your body and even though the sight of blood had never fazed him—yours made him sick and shake with horror.
Michael had just gathered the courage to tell you how much he was grateful for you, to tell you that he wasn't scared of Myers anymore, because you were there.
But, the bullet had hit its target before he could, and he would never be able to tell you now, to tell you how much he cared about you.
He kissed your forehead lovingly and felt his sorrow turn to indescribable rage as he felt the cold skin under his lips.
Myers took over and he looked in the direction where the hunters had run.
He put his mask on and pulled his knife out.
None of the hunters were ever found..
Brahms :
Brahms thought it was an odd game, or some kind of prank at first.
He laughed it off and tried to shake you awake. But, his smile quickly vanished when he realized you weren't waking up.
"Come on..It's not funny anymore.."
He insisted, but you didn't answer and he looked up to see that the slashers had now surrounded you and weren't looking at him.
"W...Why aren't they waking up ?", he asked with teary eyes—but none of them answered. How were they supposed to tell him ? Tell him that you would never stand up ever again..
Jason finally knelt beside the both of you and laid his hand on Brahms' shoulder with an apologetic expression.
When Brahms realized you weren't coming back, he felt tears well up in his eyes and slowly closed your eyes.
This way, he could imagine for a second more that you were simply asleep..
Brahms had learned to show his face, leaving his mask on his bedside table and go along his merry way with a big smile on his face since your first meeting.
The day you died, he put his mask back on. No one would ever see his face again..
He then went on a bloody rampage to track down all of your killers—followed suit by Jason.
Five immediately teleported to your location and froze at the sight of your body on the floor.
He didn't give a chance to the hunters to find an excuse and butchered them all.
"I never got the chance to tell them how..how much I cared. All because of you.", Five muttered to the corpses now scattered on the ground.
He then knelt beside you and slowly picked you up, carefully bringing you back to the hospital where slashers, patients and staff alike stood out of his way.
He then put you down on the sofa in the living room and a heavy silence settled all around at the realization that you were dead.
Nobody wanted to believe it, Five first and foremost.
He had promised you to never kill again, but what was the point of keeping that promise when you weren't there anymore ?
You were the only one Five had ever willingly listened to and your death took all of the mercy he had for this world with it.
He would go back to his family and let the world burn, let it be destroyed by another apocalypse or natural disaster.
Your death would be the starting point of the world's downfall. No biggie. 😂
Norman went through a long period of depression after you died. He blamed himself for not being there to stop it.
He knew it was bound to happen eventually, he just wished it wouldn't be so soon.
He did make sure your killers were well punished for their mistake, but it make the pain any less excruciating..
He looked up at the ceiling and covered his eyes with his arm—asking with tears streaming down his face.
"My little monster..I'm lost. What should I do now ?"
His question was left unanswered as he remembered all the times you had been there to answer.
You always had the answer to everything—that's what he liked about you.
You always made him feel as if life was worth living and now that you were gone, a big empty hole had replaced you in his heart..
He felt numb and the very thought that he would never see you again was enough to make him sick and wonder if he could just end it all..But then, he thought of what you were discussing before your death. Your wish to help the slashers as much as possible and he started thinking about it.
The slashers had always been a great concern of yours since the moment you had discovered their existence through Norman and he wanted to honor you.
So, he would continue your work and make sure to be a worthy example for the slashers and guide them, as you wanted.
Norman : "I'll make you proud, my little monster..You'll see."
Hannibal Jr. immediately ran towards the sound of the riffle shot and when he found you on the ground—lifeless..Something snapped in him.
He shot them all. They didn't even see it coming.
You were the only person who had ever believed he could be better—the only person willing to see past the indifference and false pretense.
Foolish dream, as he was now staring at your dead body with nothing but cold numbness.
He wondered if he should eat you ? He would probably start with the liver, the heart and finally, the brain...He caressed your cheek. Tender. Cold. Pale now..He remembered when those cheeks were painted a pretty pink with delight and joy.
He had never even seen you angry.
His other hand balled into a fist.
"...How dare you ? How dare you make me feel like this and leave me so abruptly ?"
He asked—but no answer was given.
He had already lost a lover. He asked himself if he was cursed ? As if to answer him, rain started pouring, hiding his tears from sight.
It wouldn't be known how Hannibal Jr. cried over a mere human. It wouldn't be said...that he has a heart after all.
When the rest of the Hannibal family found him a few hours later, he was still holding your body in his arms and refused for any of them to touch it.
"I loved them.."
He admitted after a moment and the rest of the family remained quiet—knowing the weight and pain of such confession..Now, that you would never hear it.
Hannibal Jr. looked up at Hannibal Sr. and his eyes widened at the sight of his crestfallen expression, taken aback by the desperation he found in his son's eyes as the man asked—his voice trembling.
"Tell me, father..Tell me, you who has already loved and lost many times over..Does it ever stop ?"
Hannibal Sr. considered sparing his son's feelings and lie, but quickly set aside the idea. He had lied. Many times over for various reasons, but he wouldn't to his son.
"The thing about the heart is that it is double-edged, son. Their memory will remain. Forever. In your heart. The good and the bad. All of it.."
He answered genuinely and Hannibal Jr. held your body closer.
"I...see."
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Hii, it's me again!
What if slashers and reader decided to prank other slashers that reader "died"
(My english still isn't perfect, but I hope it's understandable)
You and Penny decided to play a prank on the slashers by pretending he killed you and here are their reactions :
Freddy thought he would find lots of things in the kitchen: toasts, bacon, eggs, pancakes..What he didn't expect to find, was a blood trail. He hesitated a lot before following the trail and what he found at the end of it made him stop dead in his tracks in shock.
Penny was bent over you, his yellow eyes glanced up at him and his mouth cracked into a malicious grin, his lips and chin covered with fresh blood.
"What the f...?! WHAT THE HECK DID YOU DO, PENNY ?!"
Freddy ran to you and pushed Penny off. He then knelt down next to you, looking around in a panic for anything to stop the bleeding.
Penny stood there, looking highly amused as Freddy was panicking.
He was going to kill the little sh*t once all this was over !
When you suddenly burst out laughing, Freddy fell on his butt and was pretty sure he had a mini heart attack.
It took a moment for him to understand he had just been pranked and when he did, he tipped his hat in respect at the both of you.
"Sh*t..That was a pretty good one."
Freddy isn’t the type that will take a prank at heart, but he will have his revenge. You better be careful, because you’ll have one hell of a week..
Note to self : Be ready for anything.
"You can't be serious..Penny. You didn't..Tell me you didn't..This can't be happening. Please."
Pennywise didn’t know how to react at first, seeing you bathing in your own blood and turned towards Penny who had his face covered with it. He didn't know what to do.
Was he supposed to kill Penny for what he had done to you ? Or, was he supposed to play the loyal big brother and hide the body ?
But then, when he approached, he could smell something was weird. It didn’t smell like blood. He knelt beside you and took a sniff, grimacing at the odd smell. He then observed you more closely and noticed your chest rising and lowering with the rhythm of your heartbeat.
It then hit him. He stood up and chuckled darkly.
"~Oh…You two are in for a bad time."
You opened your eyes wide as you knew that Pennywise had figured it out. Penny just had the time to grab you before running away, Pennywise hot on your tails.
"Come back here ! I’m gonna teach you better than to try to prank me, you little sh*ts !"
The other nurses had a pretty good show with you, on Penny's back, running away from a pissed off Pennywise..
Note to self : Pennywise can smell fake blood.
Michael entered the kitchen, ready for his morning coffee, when he noticed the puddle of blood in the middle of the room. He frowned and wondered if someone had hurt themselves ?
But, he was shocked and horrified when he saw your body at the end of the trail of blood. Penny was crouched on top of you, his lips covered in blood and his eyes glowing yellow, a silent challenge..One that Myers was all ready to take on.
He ran to him and grabbed Penny by the collar to remove him from your person and threw him against a wall.
Penny giggled maniacally, finding the situation amusing as Myers dropped to his knees and delicately scooped you up in his arms. He was about to step outside to get you some help when Penny jumped on his back and stopped him.
"DON'T GO ! THE FUN IS NOT OVER !"
Myers almost dropped you, but managed to remain standing and groaned loudly in annoyance before grabbing Penny by the back of the neck and yanking him off. He then put you down to deal with Penny.
He started throwing punch after punch and it only made the clown laugh louder..until someone grabbed Michael's hand.
He turned around, ready to attack whoever dared stop him, but his eyes widened as he saw you standing there.
"That's enough, Michael and Myers. I'm okay. It was just a harmless prank..I'm okay.", you repeated and it took a moment for them to get back their composure. But, once they did, the both of them were so angry, they left without saying a word.
You bit your lower lip guiltily before helping Penny up. You would have to find a way to make it up to Michael somehow ? You should have known he wouldn't be happy..But, Penny was as he exclaimed excitedly.
"Again ! Again !.."
You shook your head in disbelief at his absurd demand before proceeding to get a closer look at Penny's wounds.
Note to self : Do something nice for Michael in the future.
When Brahms found you, he thought you had slipped and hit your head or something ? But, when he turned you around and saw the big part missing at your throat..He connected the dots and knew only two people that could take a bite this size.
He slowly stood up and when he turned around, Penny was there with a red toothy grin on his face.
"HEYA, FRIEND ! SORRY..I WAS JUST VERY HUNGRY AND NURSY LOOKED VERY TASTY !"
Brahms closed his fingers into fists and tightened so much, the knuckles turned white.
He lunged forward to grab Penny, but Penny giggled before using his legs and kick Brahms in the chest, making him fly through the air. He landed on the floor and his mask fell.
Penny could know see that he was shaking and as pale as a white sheet. When Brahms looked up at him, his eyes were so dark Penny couldn't distinguish the pupils from the irises.
He was very upset..and still shaking in horror from the sight of your dead body.
However, he still stood back up and ran to tackle Penny to the ground and wrap his arms around his throat, but it didn't make Penny stop smiling as didn't shy away from Brahms' dark glare..
"You...are...strong.", Penny chocked out appreciatively.
Brahms frowned in confusion at Penny's compliment, it was as if he didn't care he had just killed you, as if they were only playing..It made Brahms even angrier.
But then, he heard you.
"BRAHMS ! STOP !"
He snapped his head at you and was shocked to find you still breathing, looking horrified at the scene..How ? Brahms didn't understand.
He glanced back down at Penny and raised his hands away, letting the clown breathe. He then stood up and looked at the both of you successively, running a hand through his hair as he tried to understand what was going on.
"You're..alive ?"
It didn't make any sense..You smiled apologetically at him before pointing to the big jars of strawberry jam. It was enough for Brahms to understand it was a prank. He shook his head and grabbed his mask before walking out to clear his mind.
Note to self : Check on Brahms later.
Jason stopped dead in his tracks when he saw your body and it didn't take him long to get angry and he took a knife he had been hiding under his clothes, ready to face Penny. Penny seemed delighted, but his smile faded when Jason lunged forward unexpectedly and stabbed him in the stomach.
Penny's eyes widened, as he didn't think Jason would actually stab him ?
He looked up and Jason's eyes were glassy, as if in a transe as he mercilessly yanked his knife out and raised it above his head to decapitate him.
"JASON ! STOP !"
You shouted and Jason stopped dead in his tracks. He slowly turned around towards you and his knife clattered to the floor.
He ran to you and hugged you tightly, big fat tears of relief running down his mask. He thought you were really dead and you patted his shoulder reassuringly.
"I'm here. I'm sorry..It was a bad joke. I didn't think you would be the first one here. Sorry."
Jason closed his eyes and tried to steady his breathing and stay calm. But then, another voice raised in the air.
"Nurse...? Penny doesn't feel good.."
You opened you eyes and saw that Penny's wound wasn't closing. You ran to him and shouted for other nurses to come in.
You had to bring Penny to the emergency room.
Penny would normally heal, but as Jason is also a slasher, they can kill each other..which is the reason why weapons were not allowed inside. But, Jason had managed to make one, which meant you would have to keep a closer look on him from now on.
Note to self : Don't play a prank on Jason. Ever.
Five entered the kitchen to get his morning coffee and didn't even notice the red trails..or, he ignored them.
When he looked up to find you on the floor, blood everywhere and Penny standing above you with a wide grin and in his clown costume ?
Only one word got out of his mouth :
"Nope."
He teleported away.
You *open one eye to find him gone* : "...Did he just...?"
Penny *nods in affirmation*
Later, you would find out that Five had seen you put jam all over yourself and therefore, knew it was a prank.
He didn't want to play along and stay in the creepy clown's presence more than necessary and decided to drink his coffee in his bedroom.
He then ignored the both of you for the rest of the day.
When you finally caught him and asked him if he would have tried to save you if it had been a true emergency ? Five answered with a small scoff and a shrug of his shoulders.
"Between you and my morning coffee ? Sorry. Coffee first, sweetheart. Always."
He then teleported again, leaving you—yet again—shocked and in complete disbelief.
He would find the coffee machine in the bin the next day..broken.
Note to self : Five is a little bastard.
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Hello, not sure if you're taking requests at the moment but if not that's okay i just wanted to give it a try so, how would the slashers, including Freddy would react or how would it be like if female reader nurse asked them over to watch a movie at home?
YEEEEESSSSS !
Best thing ever.
The moment you said 'at home', he was on board. No hesitation. The clown doesn't like social interaction and would be happy if someone asked him to stay home rather than go with the rest of the slashers to the theaters.
Introvert to the bone.
Pennywise *summons popcorn/what you like and plops down next to you* : "Come on. You pick the movie."
Pennywise would either pretend to snore the whole movie—even though he can't sleep—and laugh when you would remind him, or he would decide to appear on screen at random times and give you a good scare.
He would flinch if you'd start falling asleep on him—but wouldn't say anything and let you sleep.
Pennywise : "M'kay. Goodnight." *absent-mindedly runs his gloved fingers through your hair*
Now, Penny is the opposite. He loves going out and would take it as a punishment at first—not being able to go to the theaters with the others.
But, he would quickly understand that it's because you want to stay home and have a quiet night to yourself and would suddenly feel proud that you decided to ask him to join you.
Penny *smiles widely* : "YOU WANT ME TO STAY WITH YOU ?! YAY !"
He would make it his duty for the night to never get boring and that you'd have as much fun as possible.
He would also make random snacks appear for your enjoyment and if you start sleeping on his shoulder—he would wrap an arm around you and let you sleep while watching the movie.
Penny *smiles widely* : "Goodnight, Y/N."
He would be nervous..
'Is it...a date ?'
His mother warned him about that.
Should he bring anything ? Should he hide ? Should he just...
Big questions with no answer.
He would eventually be there an hour early and sit stiff on your coach—too afraid to mess things up if he'd move.
Jason doesn't trust himself and would wait for you to take every initiative. After a while, he would get more comfortable and calm down, but he would still observe you for any hint he may have done something wrong.
The moment you would start dozing off, he would come back to his state of complete panic and oak state. No sudden movement. He will not move until you wake up and tell him to go.
It doesn't mean he won't steal a glance at you from time to time and smile at your sleeping face.
Now, Jack usually never leaves his bedroom because he prefers writing and drinking rather than going to the movies.
Two activities that can be very well done at home.
He would usually let you watch the movie you want while he works, but there are times where he would join you.
He would plop down next to you and once the movie chosen, would give you furtive glances—stalking your every expression and reaction.
Jack is a writer. Meaning he likes to draw inspiration from people to translate back into his writing.
It is the reason he would watch you intently.
He would judge your every reaction to the movie and try to make out your expressions in the dark.
If you start dozing off and falling asleep, he would shift so you start sleeping on him. He would also draw circles with his thumb on your knee—a gesture he used to exercise a lot with his son and to help him sleep when he had a bad nightmare. You would then witness the rare sight of a tender Jack.
However, the moment would be quickly cut off by the other slashers coming back and seeing the both of you.
He would come back to his smug bastard self and seek to to taunt them by wrapping an arm around you and raising his eyebrows at them.
"Hello, fellas ! How was the movie ?"
None of the slashers would miss the way you had fallen asleep on him and they would surely ressent Jack for it.
He knows it will probably get him more than his fair share of cold shoulders and dark glares for weeks to come—but worth it.
"...Ya really wanna stay home with me ? Okay. But, I ain't cuddling."
First rule set. First rule broken.
Freddy would try to deny that he likes having you around, but would be the first one to volunteer to stay behind with you.
He's a softy at heart.
However, he chooses the movie. No questions asked.
You : "...Really ? Again ?"
Freddy : "HEY ! WE'RE WATCHING THE LION KING OR NOTHING !"
Michael would set a safety distance between the two of you, as agreed with the other slashers. And a camera.
The slashers do not trust Freddy to be alone with anyone.
Freddy would prank you by appearing out of nowhere in the TV and give you a good scare.
Freddy will also do his very best to push beyond his boundaries and touch you as much as possible while staying discreet—knowing it would make the other slashers feral once they would see the camera footage.
And if you fall asleep on him ?
Welp—You had to expect it. He won't have any mercy on you.
Be prepared to wake up with paint or marker graffitis on your face.
But, remember.
Freddy is a dream demon, so he'll also jump in your head and see what/or who you're dreaming about.
And if it's one of the other slashers ?
You can be sure he'll use it as blackmail on you..And if it's about him ?
Smug as one can be..
Freddy *smirks knowingly at you when you wake up* : "...You had good dreams ?"
You *frown suspiciously at him* : "...You were in my dreams, right ?"
Freddy *smile widens* : "Aww...Of course I was, sweetheart. I'm the man of your dreams after all.."
You *snort and shake you head* : "You're impossible.."
Michael would stay behind with pleasure, if he knows the children slashers are safe and will behave with the nurse in charge of them.
Michael would be glad to stay home and watch a movie with you.
It would give him a break and a chance to get to know you better.
But, he would still be on constant edge and it would take him a while to actually relax enough to enjoy the movie.
It is very hard for Michael to relax, especially with the other slashers around.
He feels responsible for them somehow.
He is a man with many demons and having a family is new to him. One that he doesn't have the urge to kill that is..
Michael is not a fan of the unexpected.
However, he would feel honored to have you sleep on him. He would remain as still as possible and either stay like this for the rest of the night, or slightly tilt his head backwards to catch some shut eye himself.
Myers would stare at you and watch over you and Michael while the other slashers are away.
He would also drape a blanket over the both of you and glare warningly at the slashers if they would attempt to wake you up.
You *in tears* : "Norman..Why did he have to die at the end ?! Why did the Titanic have to sink ?!"
Norman *hugs you* : "Ssh..It's okay, darling. I am sure the producers didn't mean to make you sad."
Best sad movie buddy.
Will cuddle with you and try to soothe you the best he can.
Norman makes the best popcorn/movie snacks. Hands down.
He would be alright with watching anything and would find the experience "culturally entertaining". His words. Not mine.
He wouldn't mind if you slept on him and would even wrap an arm around your waist to secure you.
If he thinks you're not going to wake up before the end of the movie, he would switch off the TV and either carry you bridal style to your bedroom or put a blanket over the both of you so you may sleep next to each other on the coach.
Norman : "Goodnight, sweetheart.."
Brahms would be overjoyed.
He likes to go out and make friends of course, but he does appreciate staying home and enjoying a quiet movie night as well.
Having a Brahms is like having a dog. He will be happy to stay with you, go out with you, do everything you want as long as you give him affection.
He would ask what movie you want to watch and respect your choice, even if it is a scary movie. He would pretend to be okay with it, only to grip your arm instinctively at every jump scare and covering his eyes at the smallest hint of a scary scene ahead.
At the end, he would almost he completely passed out on the coach with his blanket raised up to his nose.
Brahms *visibly whiter than usual* : "It was...nice ?"
Brahms doesn't like scary movies. It may be a bit odd for a slasher, but he doesn't like the sight of blood.
But, he'd put on his big boy's pants for you and keep you company, it doesn't mean he will say no to a romantic comedy or a cartoon instead.
Brahms *shakily grabs the remote when he thinks you're asleep and changes the movie*
Also Brahms *smiles widely when your head lands on his shoulder*
Happiest boy alive.
Special Bonus : Esther and Five..
The slashers had decided to go see a scary movie, so you had chosen to stay behind with Five and the only other underaged patient in St Louis: Esther. You thought it would be a good idea for them to meet, as they may understand each other's situation better than most and it would allow you to stay home and enjoy a quiet night in.
However, you would soon come to regret that decision...
As she was admitted in the right wing of the hospital—the one you weren't in charge of—they hadn't had the chance to meet yet. But, you had succeeded in getting a special authorization from the head board and you had already met Esther before. She had seemed quite nice at the time, and you hoped the two of them would get along.
But, an awkward silence had settled the moment you had put in the movie. As expected, Esther was polite and seemed courteous enough, but Five wasn't as much. He had refused to shake her hand and hadn't even accepted to sit down next to her..
So, you had no choice but try to leave them alone for a moment, if only for the both of them to interact.
You *smile and stand up* : "I am going to bring back some snacks, anything you would like you two ?"
Five *shakes his head negatively* : "No snacks for me. But, coffee would be nice."
Esther *smiles widely at you* : "Vanilla ice cream with gummy worms, strawberries, peanuts and a lot of chocolate sirup please !"
You were a little taken aback by the request, but still nodded in agreement before walking away. You weren't sure you had all that, but you didn't want to disappoint her.
Five snorted at the girl's request and ignored the dark glare she sent his way.
"Great. I'm stuck babysitting.."
You patted his shoulder encouragingly.
"Come on, you two. Play nice.."
As soon as you were out of the room :
Esther waited until you were out of sight before losing her smile and turning towards Five with a stern expression.
"Listen here, kiddo. I'm not going to turn around the bush. I don't like you. You don't like me. And I think you should leave.."
Five arked a skeptical eyebrow at her.
Did she really think he wanted to be here ? Watching cartoons and eating pop corn all night with her ? He'd rather choke on his own saliva than waste it talking to a brat.
But, he was curious.
Five : "If you don't want to be here, why did you accept to come in the first place ?"
Esther stayed silent for a moment before clarifying.
"I didn't say I don't want to be here. I said I don't want you here. I want you gone. I only wanted to spend the night with Y/N. Alone."
He snorted rather uncharacteristically at that before shaking his head.
"There is no chance in hell I'm leaving her alone with you..What do you want with her anyway ?"
Esther *looks away* : "I...want to be admitted in the left wing."
Five frowned at that and asked—confused.
"There is a limited number of places. You got to have a special authorization to be admitted. The waiting list is long and most of the people in the left wing are in it.."
Esther *nods* : "I know that. This is why I want to take your place."
Five's eyes widened at the confession and he felt a threatening aura coming from the girl now.
"Take my place ? We're in an asylum, girlie. It's not like I had a choice or that we get special treatment here.."
Esther rolled her eyes and seethed.
"Drop the act. We both know the left wing is far better. You got booze, good food and actual bedrooms. We're sleeping in cells. We don't have the kind of luxury you got here. We don't have Y/N.."
Five thought about it. It was true he had heard rumors of the right wing, but he didn't think it was that bad..Changes had been made since your arrival, better living conditions for the left wing anyway..He felt bad for Esther. However, he wasn't willing to give up his place for her. He shook his head.
Five : "Yeah ? Well, tough luck I guess..Doesn't mean I'll give you my spot."
Esther *grins evilly* : "Oh. I know that..Good thing I'm not asking."
Five frowned in incomprehension until Esther suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs and grabbed the scissors to cut a piece of her hair with it. You rushed in and your eyes widened as you saw a sobbing Esther pointing her finger accusatively at Five.
Esther : "HE CUT MY HAIR !"
Five : "WHAT THE HELL ?! NO, I DIDN'T !"
You looked at the both of them alternatively. You knew that technically they were both adults, but slashers could act differently than normal people. For example, Brahms acted like a child and wished to be treated as one. Five didn't. But, they were both acting so childishly at the moment, you wondered if you had to punish them accordingly ?
"Hum..Well..Go to your room."
Okay. It didn't sound very convincing, but they did obey you. Five grumbled curses under his breath and ran up to his bedroom before slamming the door behind him. Esther stayed put. You then realized you hadn't thought of where to let her sleep yet..
You then recalled that the only patient with a bed to spare happened to be Five and sighed loudly.
It was going to be a long night..
In their bedroom :
Esther was facing Five with a big cheeky grin while Five was glaring daggers at her. You wondered if you should stay with them, but decided it was best for them to talk things out without you. You would be on the other side of the door anyway, so nothing could go wrong...Right ?
"Good night.."
Neither of them answered you.
Once they were alone :
Five : "You think just because she sent me to bed, she'll accept to keep you instead of me ? Bad luck, genius. She punished you too.."
Esther *giggles* : "You really aren't smart, are you ? It was just a ruse so we might be alone. Now, I just gotta find a way to get rid of you, and there will be an empty spot..See ?"
Five had never seen another person like him. But, he did face his double once. He knew Esther was smarter than she let on and he had to be careful..She had already killed after all. Only killers were admitted in St Louis. Besides, she had a mischievous smirk on her lips that betrayed her malicious nature. Her hand wrapped around the handle of the knife she had hid earlier underneath her pillow when you weren't looking..However, Five had noticed it of course. She suddenly threw it at him with uncanny precision, but Five succeeded in teleporting out of the way just in time.
He then looked at the spot where his head had been a few seconds ago and his eyes widened at the knife now planted there.
Five : "Good aim for a six year old."
Esther hadn't even flinched. She stared at him and sighed before standing up and clasping her hands behind her back. Her face betrayed no emotion as she replied.
"I'm 42, you prick."
Five's lips split into a mad grin as he shrugged.
"Good. I'm not going to feel as bad for killing you then.."
Esther laughed loudly, as if he had just made the funniest joke ever before displaying what she had hidden underneath her cardigan..
Knives. A lot of them.
"Sh*t..", Five uttered and Esther giggled at his bewildered expression.
"~You have seen nothing yet.."
Five's grin now matched hers before he grabbed his axe off the wall.
"~Oh..It's on, you little gremlin."
Meanwhile with you :
You had returned from the kitchen with Esther's order and Five's coffee.
You had decided to allow them their snacks, as they had at least agreed to share a room. Maybe were you even going to have your peaceful movie night after all ? But, you didn't expect to find the room in such disarray upon your arrival.
Knives in the walls. Bed sheets on the floor. Pillow feathers everywhere..
Five and Esther in the middle of the chaos—the both of them wearing wide innocent grins.
You : "....So, did the talking work ?"
Five *nods* : "Yup. I feel soooo much better. Thanks for the coffee by the way."
He teleported to grab his coffee and Esther's treat before giving it to her.
Esther *agrees* : "Yes. We had a real heartfelt one-on-one.." *takes a spoon of her ice cream*
For some reason, you felt as if they were lying...Maybe was it the cuts on Five's arms, or the wound on Esther's forehead.
You sighed.
"...I'll bring back the aid kit. Try not to kill each other while I'm gone.."
There was no surprise when you returned and found Five's face covered with ice cream and chocolate sirup dripping down his shoulders, or Esther drenched in coffee..
So much for a quiet night in..
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hey underaged anon here
names S.K but if I tell yal this y'all ain't gonna make fun of me right? right.
I have the most irrational fear of omg y'all gonna bully me but I have the most irrational fear of animatronics, mannequins, statues, all that atufs
so I was wondering how the slasher would react with a kid who has the same fear as me?
Barry noticed that something was wrong when he proposed you to go to an art museum. You seemed very hesitant, but eventually indulged.
At first, the statues were not so scary, but at the end, the museum had decided to include a last-minute addition.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to...FREDDY THE ANIMATRONIC !"
The curtains drew back and to your greatest horror, here it was.
You screamed and hid behind Dennis who immediately took over after your scream of distress.
He looked around for the threat, but frowned when he couldn't see anything.
When he turned back towards you, you were still shaking and couldn't look up. He then understood as his eyes landed on the animatronic on display and didn't hesitate before jumping on stage to close the curtains.
Once it was out of sight, you finally could open your eyes and Dennis grabbed your hand to lead you to the exit.
He seemed upset but—you realized—was only concerned.
"What happened in there ?"
He inquired worriedly when you were both safe in the car and you opened your mouth to apologize, but Dennis stopped you.
"Why didn't you tell us about your fear ? We wouldn't have gone..You know us."
Dennis seemed hurt by the fact that you would hide it from them and that didn't sound right to you..So, you decided to tell them the truth. They deserved it.
"I was always scared of those things and I..I didn't want to be a burden. Barry seemed so excited and I..I was scared it would disappoint you, that you would be disappointed in me..", you admitted and broke into tears.
Dennis' eyes widened in surprise and he then decided to let someone else take care of you, as he didn't know how to handle the tears. The Horde chose unanimously Patricia.
Patricia would understand and immediately try to reassure you, which was what you needed at the moment.
She immediately got to work and pressed her forehead against yours affectionately.
"Oh darling..We perfectly understand. You know..We have fears too. There is nothing shameful about it."
You sniffled and had to admit that Patricia's words were helping a lot.
"Really ?"
When smiled knowingly and nodded.
"Really. You will never be a burden to us."
You smiled widely and wrapped your arms around Patricia's neck, unconscious of all the personalities hugging you back.
But also of the little voice in the Horde's head, waiting impatiently for his moment to strike.
"Keep your fear, little prey..The meat will only be tastier.."
Penny gathered a collection of children's toys over the years, and it's by poking around his things that you found a mannequin.
You screamed.
And Pennywise, being a creature attracted by fear, could only follow the delicious sound.
However, he frowned when he found you. He didn't understand..You had never actually screamed until now...
He wondered what could have initiated such a reaction out of you ?
He sniffed the air and could tell you were really distressed for some reason, and then his eyes fell on the half-burnt mannequin in the corner.
He had taken the form of a mannequin before, but you had never reacted like that with him..
He turned back towards your shivering form and even though he knew he should take the opportunity to eat you, he couldn't help but be curious.
"Say..Why didn't you scream before ? Why now ? What's so special about this one, huh ?"
You stared at the floor and didn't answer. You couldn't tell him you always knew when it was him or Penny. That it always reassured you when you knew they weren't real animatronics/mannequins..
Pennywise sighed.
He then knelt in front of you and snapped his fingers to get your attention, which it did.
"Kid. You look at me and listen well. I know I'm the last person that should say that to you, but fear is only in the head. Don't let it overcome you. Me and Penny may protect you, but it doesn't mean we're the only ones out there. There are creatures. Far worse than us. And they won't hesitate before taking you as their next victim. This is why you need to forget about it. Forget about the fear."
You sniffled and decided to be brave for him, so you nodded slowly in agreement.
"Will you..Will you help me ?", you whimpered and Pennywise smiled before reaching a hand out to you.
"Sure, peanut. I'll help.."
You smiled back and accepted his hand.
Pennywise is wise. Probably where the name came from. 😂
Pennywise would coax you into forgetting about your fears and even try multiple times to scare you so you may get used to it (fear therapy of the old days)
Pennywise would toughen you up, but because he would want to keep you safe.
Penny saw you snooping around his things and smiled. He liked your curious nature and it was one of the reasons why he had allowed you to live.
Also, you had never shown any kind of fear in front of him, even if though he knew you were terrified of many things..But, for some reason, you had never reacted like you were supposed to in front of him.
He had then took the decision to keep you, ignoring Pennywise's warnings and complains.
You were his personal experiment, his little pet.
He was surprised when you uttered a terrified scream for the first time and the smell of your fear hit him full force.
He ran, wondering what could have provoked such fear out of you ? Only to find you frozen in fear in front of an old animatronic he had used to lure one of his old victims.
He could still smell the sweet fear..And even thought it didn't make any sense..
He decided..He didn't like it.
Penny is a creature who feeds on the fear of others, and as such, he would teach you not to fear..anything.
Penny *growls* : "You are of my keen now..We have no fears. I'll help you get rid of it, my child. Fear is to be used, not to cower in front of."
He would use his powers to either show you your fear as ridiculous, or show up as one of them until you've grown accustomed to them.
Penny is pretty chill about most things, but fear is very important for people like him and he knows that in order to survive, you'll have to defeat it.
Freddy was jumping from dream to dream, as per usual, until he found himself in your dreams.
Freddy didn't know what to expect, but he clearly didn't think he would end up face to face with one huge creepy animatronic staring right at him.
The thing was twice his size and he had to blink several times to get a good view of its head, a rabbit head infested with worms and all kinds of creepy crawlers.
He didn't want to admit it, but it did send a chill down his spine.
He then heard you scream and turned around to find you, staring at the huge animatronic with wide frightened eyes.
Freddy then saw the thing come to life and it started walking towards you, clearly ignoring Freddy.
Freddy looked around and wondered what he should do until he spotted a controller. He took it.
He then stopped it, but couldn't help smirking evilly as he saw you were still frightened and hadn't seen him yet.
"What if I do...THIS ?!"
He decided to have his fun and see how far he could take his little prank..
Freddy would mess with you. Clearly.
Dream demon here.
But, he would soften up if he sees you really are scared and use his powers to make sure you don't have nightmares again.
He is evil, but not that evil.
Michael wanted to thank you for your kindness and didn't know what to buy you, so he asked Freddy.
To this day, he doesn't know why he asked him, out of all people.
But, he did.
He should have known the prankster would find a way to cause trouble.
Freddy knew your desires, but also your deepest fears and couldn't help but tell Michael to buy you something...uncanny.
He assured Michael that you would love an animatronic, which was kind of a mix between a doll and a pet (he had to make it believable)
Michael accepted and a few days later, your gift came.
You opened it with a wide excited grin which was quick to be replaced by a shriek of horror as you discovered your "present".
Michael didn't understand, until he saw Freddy cackling behind him and the two-feet tall horrific robot in the box.
He immediately shielded your eyes from the sight by hugging you tightly.
He then lead you outside and wiped your tears before offering you an apologetic smile.
He then got rid of the animatronic himself. (Thankfully, one of the nurses accepted to take it)
He then stayed with you and held you until you were back to your jovial self.
He smiled reassuringly at you and promised to make it up to you.
But then, his thoughts went back to Freddy and he stood up, his whole demeanor changing as he walked away.
Someone was going to regret messing with the boogeyman..
Brahms didn't mean to frighten you, he had actually bought the animatronic for himself, thinking it would be a good idea.
He then plugged it and switched it on.
It was quite fun at the beginning and he was enjoying himself, staring at the huge bear singing and talking..It made him think back at the puppet shows his parents used to bring him to.
But then, you entered and your scream made him freak as he turned around in a hurry, almost falling backwards.
He didn't know what to do as you cowered in fear at the big animatronic that seemed to be staring deep into your soul and tilted its head with his arms opened wide.
"Oh Oh..Seems like someone needs a hug !"
You bolted out of the room and Brahms was left confused.
He finally switched off the animatronic and followed you, determined to find what was wrong with you.
He found you in the your room, curled up into a ball and he sat beside you, waiting patiently for you to stop crying before asking what was wrong.
"I..I don't like those things..The animatronics..They scare me. Really scare me.."
He understood and nodded before uttering softly.
"Brahms doesn't like seeing Y/N sad. I'm sorry..I'll make it disappear..Promise."
He then held out his pinky to you and you sniffled a little before smiling weakly and wrapping your own pinky around his.
"Thank you."
He then stayed with you for the rest of the day to comfort you and as promised, the animatronic was gone the next day.
He also made sure to warn everyone else about it, just in case they would make the same mistake.
Brahms likes toys, but he would never keep anything that would frighten you.
Five was another story altogether, because he discovered your fears when you met someone very special to him.
If it was an animatronic or a statue ?
No problem. Five would have cut it down to pieces, ask questions later.
Problem was..You were scared of Dolores.
And it wasn't a little fright, you physically couldn't stay in the same room as her. You couldn't stand knowing she was here, this creepy feeling that she was watching you somehow when Five had his back turned..
Five had to choose between you and Dolores. You were both dearest to him and he couldn't leave Dolores behind.
He could be ruthless, but he would never hurt Dolores. Or, so he thought..
At the end, he had no choice but to give her up.
So, when he had to say goodbye, it hurt more than he cared to admit and it took time for him to get over it.
He locked himself in his bedroom for weeks and you could see that he was having a hard time sleeping.
You would hear him whimper, scream and toss around in his bed at night.
You see..Dolores was more than a mannequin to him, she was also his only way to cope with the nightmares and the night terrors.
So, you eventually got it upon yourself to help him.
You creeped into his room at night, when he was having another one of his terrible night terrors and saw him writhing on his bed, his face twisted and chanting apologies in his sleep.
It was heartbreaking.
So, you decided to lie down next to him and hug him.
He fought you at first, but you held on tight and finally, Five stopped struggling and his breathing slowed down.
He then held you back and buried his face in your hair, breaking into tears as you soothed him.
He had given up his sole comfort for you, it was only normal you would help him with his own fears.
Norman used to be a fan of animatronics in his youth, it was the new thing that every kid knew and enjoyed.
So, he thought you would enjoy it as well.
He brought you to a show as a surprise.
But, it didn't go according to plan as the sight alone made you scream in pure terror and you were both forced to leave.
You felt guilty afterwards and tried to apologize once home, but Norman shook his head and reassured you.
"Nonsense, my dear..There is absolutely nothing you could say or do that I would be upset about. Everyone has fears. It's okay. I'll just make sure to ask you first before taking you somewhere, alright ?"
He then held you and listened to you until you were feeling good again.
Norman wasn't particularly disappointed, but he did feel foolish for having presumed you would like something he did in his youth.
The things that used to make him happy wouldn't necessarily be the same for you, and he would make sure to keep it in mind from now on.
He just wanted to make you happy and would try to make it up to you.
Firstly, by asking what you would like to do for the rest of the day. He wouldn't make the mistake of assuming twice.
He would be as supporting and sympathetic as possible.
He would never make fun of you.
Animatronic ? What animatronic ?
Jason saw it. He immediately didn't like it, and decided to make it his new machete target practice.
The animatronic didn't survive. Unfortunately.
RIP FOXY THE ANIMATRONIC. You won't be missed..
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