Prepare for a long post, because I finally finished scrolling through pics on iMDB, like I have to share this with someone ๐ญAnd yes, I'm gonna talk your ear off, but like how can you not??? Look at all these-
Looking like a hootling or a cat ksjfkdfj ๐ญ๐ซถ
I posted a snip of this already, I can't get over it ๐ญ๐ญ Casually side-eyeing the entire FT13 production, he looks so offended LMAO
I know he's just about to attack, but like HELLO???
Looking like he's about to take a pic of the wilderness around, he's so proud of the forest he protects fr fr <3
Looking like he's getting a migraine from all those people he has to chase ๐
I just like this pic of Hodder in front of the camera <3
Is this what an existencial crisis looks like?
I'M SORRY
There are also cool, serious ones
And I gotta say, Friday the 13th (2009) went crazy with potential wallpapers
Also
I know it's just a model of his mask, but like ๐คญ
And now the final part of "my special interest going crazy" post
H E S T A N D S
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โฎ ๐๐๐ช๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐: ๐๐๐ฌ/๐๐จ
โฎ ๐๐ฒ๐ฉ๐: ๐ก๐
โฎ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ซ: ๐ ๐๐จ ๐๐ง๐ฃ๐จ๐ฒ ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐๐ฌ. ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ ๐๐ฆ, ๐ญ๐ข๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐๐ฌ. ๐๐จ ๐ ๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ข๐๐ข๐๐, ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ.
โฎ ๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ : ๐ง๐จ๐ง๐
โ To be able to straddle Jason and have the pleasure of falling asleep on him, the relationship would have to be a good few months inโprobably 7 or on the border of a year.
โ Just enough time for him to get comfortable with you, because remember, he had a tough upbringingโbullied and near drowning, then becoming an infamous killer. That can create a lot of issues, mainly trust and intimacy of any kind, may it be innocent or naughty.
โ Although once itโs to the place where he is comfortable enough, heโs reached the point of expecting you to come home from a long day and within an hour of your arrival, you'll find your way in his arms.
โ It doesnโt matter what heโs doing or what surface he is on: a bed, a chair, the couch or even the ground. Youโre going to straddle him and guide his arms around you, before settling in just right to snooze off.
โ For someone who always felt cold himself, he was freaking warm, like a heater and he was beefy with musclesโsoft and hard to resist. Ever since you first learned how great it felt cuddling him, you couldnโt stop. Youโll never think so at first glance but itโs true.
โ Itโs usually how you end your day. It was just something domestic about glomping a big, strong, surprisingly soft hearted, only for you kind of killer that aids you to sleep so soundly at night. Sometimes even for a midday nap.
โ The first time you tried it, he knocked you off himโjust a tiny bit too hard. He wasnโt expecting it. He just stared down at you, silently and unmoving as you sat on the floor, looking over at him offended and he had the audacity to feel the same. Warn him the next few times, you know heโs not used to physical contact that wasnโt involved in killing someone.
โ Fast forward to now, if youโre not straddling him by the end of the night for whatever reasonโฆHeโs searching for you to make it happen. He makes you drop everything because Jason adores it just as much as you do; probably more.
โ Heโs not the greatest at expressing his feelings, one of which is not knowing how to explain why having you laying on him was oddly comforting, like a small weighted blanket.
โ With you there, his mind learned to slow down to enjoy the moment, and he wasnโt constantly on alert because what he currently cherished the most was safety asleep on his chest.
โ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐
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jealous slashers~!โง
With Michael, Brahms, Jason, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Thomas Sawyer, Sal Fisher, & Patrick Bateman
tags: gn!reader, jealousy, creepy men, unwanted attention/touching, uggestive and mature themes, gore/blood, violence, canon typical behavior, billy x reader x stu poly, rob zombie!mikey, I know Sal isn't exactly a slasher but he's my baby and needs to be included
Alexa, play Love to Die by the Slashstreet Boys
Michael
Rest in Peace to the poor, stupid man who thought it'd be a good idea to mess with the Shape's partner, and Michael had witnessed it all. How this man shoves you into an empty alleyway, the clatter of your groceries falling. The guy doesn't get much more than a few bruises and claw marks when Michael's knife slices through the back of the man's throat, protruding from the other end in a splash of blood. The Shape watches you wipe your bloody face off, not doing much but picking up three of your four fallen bags and tugging you into his side.
Brahms
Absolutely not. Brahms is fuckin' seething from his safe space sheltered behind the walls. Heavy breathing muffled by the porcelain mask, he watches with wild eyes as some idiot decides to break into the mansion whilst you were sleeping, and proceeds to hold you at knifepoint, effectively pinning you to the bed in what little nightclothes you wore. The unwanted guest and you are certainly going to know when Brahms is upset. There's banging on the walls coming from every direction that leaves the would-be burglar panicked and you slightly more comfortable.
"You're not allowed to be here," comes the eerily childlike voice Brahms has perfected. He crawls his way out from behind the large antique mirror. "I'll make sure you never come near them again." With a sudden slam, Brahms downs the intruder with a lead pipe repeatedly bashing the object until all that remains was brain matter and gooey blood. He drops the pipe with a huff and collects you into his arms, the cool porcelain biting onto the heat of your chest.
Jason
As the protector of the surrounding forest, Jason is always watching. He's omnipotent, he sees all. He seems to know where people are at all times and he can sense when you're in distress. Your shared cabin door left ajar sends his blood boiling and his heavy footfall increasing as he approaches your home. Barging in, Jason's pale eyes lock onto you and your assailant holding you by the throat. His thunderous steps are quick, slicing through the man with his machete and proceeds to lift him up while still pierced with the blade. The man gurgles, arms weakly reaching behind him in attempts to claw at Jason. All attempts were futile. He tossed the body to the side before he gently frets over you, his large hands soothing the fingerprints tarnishing your throat.
Billy & Stu
Rather snake-like the two will wrap themselves around you (they adore your personal space) and stare down whoever else demands your attention. Billy's arm hooks around your waist and Stu wraps himself around your shoulder, tilting your chin up with a single finger. "Is this guy bothering you, baby?" Looking like a shark that's tasted blood in the water, Billy's eyes grow more wild. He's already making a mental note of who and where this guy lives. The guy raised his hands in defense backing down the more the two stared at him, walking off completely.
"We're gonna take care of him, doll," Billy promises, kissing your cheek. Stu cackles lightly, tongue sticking out. They would strike tonight.
Vincent
There's no one Vincent trusts more to watch over you when he can't than his own two brothers. He had his hands full, turning Dalton and Wade into wax people. Nick and Carly were proving to be hard to get a hold of and there was still another tourist that needed to be taken care of.
But then Bo is telling him that the person escaped and he doesn't know where you were. His two worst fears confirmed. Vincent is soon on a wild hunt, trying to find you anywhere with Bo hot on his heels. He soon locates you, passed out with a bit of blood on your head. Your eyes slowly open as he touches your cheek, catching you as you wobble into his warm embrace. He shares a look with Bo who nods.
"I've got you, brother. Keep them here with ya. Wait til I'm back, ya hear?"
Bo
Out in public, he's all cordial and kind smiles. Especially if this is an intended victim. Some random person putting the moves on his partner is a huge no-no and one Bo doesn't take lightly. That person just warranted themselves a for sure death sentence and Bo isn't feeling too kind, so perhaps he'll drag things out, yeah? Touch what's his and you got what's comin' to ya.
"Can I see, baby? That bastard leave any marks on ya?" Bo strokes your shoulders, blue eyes drifting over your frame like water. He has every intention of marking every place that person touched, no matter if you tell Bo the guy only grabbed your arm. Once he has his mind set on something, he's gonna do it.
Lester
Unlike his older twin brothers, Lester is actually pretty chill. Especially in comparison to Bo. He doesn't think much of the people he's helping get into Ambrose knowing full well it's their final destination and Vincent and Bo will take care of things as they always have. What he doesn't like is some dude making a pass at you right in front of him. Can't he see the engagement ring on your finger? It leaves a sour taste in his mouth, watching with narrowed eyes as the small group heads towards the mechanic shop in search of a fan belt.
A familiar hand on his arm calms him down instantly. He turns to you and musters a weak smile as your hands slide around his torso from behind, leaning your cheek on his shoulder. "Y'alright?" Lester nods too quickly and unconvincingly, giving you a quick kiss. "Yeah, darl', always."
Thomas
Your partner is not unlike a bear, watching with wild eyes as one of Hoyt's new catches clasps onto you, their nails digging into your arms, and pinning you to the barbed fence. The cry of pain you let out has Tommy barreling towards you, chainsaw revving to life. A deep snarl echoes behind his mask and he wastes no time cutting down the poor soul with a single swipe of his motorized saw. Tommy turns it off and picks you up in his large arms as gently as he can. With his masked cheek leaning against yours, he carries you back towards the house. Mama Luda Mae will take a good look at you.
Sal Fisher
Honestly Sal isn't one to get jealous. He's pretty level-headed and understanding in most situations. He respects your choices and he's not gonna step on any toes or do anything drastic; Sal isn't a monster. However, if he sees some guy make a creepy pass at you and clearly overstep your boundaries, he won't hesitate to swoop in, looping his arm around your shoulders. His sharp blue eyes staring at the man from behind his prosthetic mask.
"Do we have a problem here?" His voice is cold, lacking any interest in what excuse the man finds. Sal's main focus will be on you, rubbing gentle, soothing circles into your skin. His main priority is to get you away from this sicko and would totally call in reinforcements from his brother Larry if need be.
Patrick
A jealous Patrick Bateman isn't a good scenario for anyone. Especially not with his deteriorating mental state. He trusts you explicitly, with his thoughts, ideas, and recreational hobbies that most would find distasteful. So when a colleague of his gets too big for his britches and unabashedly begins to flirt with you in his presence, Patrick finds it difficult to keep his boiling bloodlust at bay. The heat of his anger is getting to his head, the fierce emotions only swelling well it's clear how uncomfortable you look in that man's company. He must see to put an end to him quickly.
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"Are you alright, my darling? That man surely didn't know his place, did he?" Patrick places a hand at your back, guiding you out of the office party. "Let's get you home and into a nice hot bath, hmm? I'd rather not taste that swine on your lovely skin."
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