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the-slasher-madame · 2 years

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So I’m sneaking my phone out rn because dear lord my dysphoria is so bad. I was wonder if you could do the Sinclair brother, Thomas and RZ Michael helping a ftm s/o dealing with dysphoria? Thank you so much

I am so so sorry :(

I'm genderfluid, but I don't feel a whole lot of dysphoria, but what I have felt was horrible. And most of my friends experience it and it hurts watching them hurt. I'm sorry dear heart, I'll do my best to have a present for you <33333

TW/Notes: gender dysphoria, trans masc/trans man reader, mentions of violence (it's slashers, what do y'all expect?), cursing (but I think y'all are used to that by now lol), probably OOC but again, that's just how I roll here, let me know if I missed anything!!

Bo Sinclair:

Poor thing will take a while to understand

While I am 10000% in the camp that headcannon him as bi or pan, and I think Vinny is some shade of not-cis, Bo is still new here. And a little outdated

HOWEVER, he will defend your honor like a rabid dog. He'll hear someone misgender you and will kill them, brutally, slowly, and will not allow them to be waxified. He gets so pissed at himself when he messes up on your pronouns

Along with all that, I think he would be a little confused and not understand dysphoria. He's like "you said yer a boy, whyoncha feel like it?"

If that's the final straw and you start crying, his entire thought process is 'shit shit shit shitshitshIT'

He hates when you cry and he wants to put himself in the Wax Chair when he makes you cry

I love the idea of this man comforting me while I cry and shushing me

ANYWAYS

Once you explain that your brain is a little bitch as well as the fact that your body just feels wrong sometimes, he understands a bit better; he understands very well what it's like to feel that your body is wrong

He tries so hard to help you on days that it gets unbearable. He makes sure that if you bind, it's safely and whatever you bind with is clean. He steals every piece of masc clothing from the victims (even if it's definitely not the right size). He helps you keep your hair styled how you want (bringing in Vincent to help).

Bo would also help with when you needed to shower but didn't want to look at yourself. A couple of candles and himself, of course, to try to solve the issues

He's also there for all the hardest times, when you just wanted to cry. He always had reassurances ready for you, and never failed to remind you that you were his man

Vincent Sinclair:

I think he understands the most

I am firmly of the belief he goes by he/they, and I won't take criticism

Or is a gender non-conforming man, or non-binary, or demiboy

I think y’all get what I’m saying, he’s a masculine entity but they aren’t a man

He’s the best for helping you feel comfortable

He is the King of soft, god I fucking love them

anyways

He might mess up once or twice, but he’s like really good at getting your pronouns right. Sometimes it feels like they’re more accurate than you

If you don’t want to see feminine clothing? He will actually burn any feminine clothing in the house

While I absolutely agree that they’re co-dependent on Bo, Vincent will not hesitate to lose they’re shit on either brother for misgendering you or being rude. This man would eat straight wax for you ngl

ALWAYS READY TO LISTEN!! If he smells the most tiny bit of sadness or bad feelings, he has a cup of tea (or your favorite drink) prepped and a spot in his lap that hey, wouldn’t ya know, is you sized

They will do anything in his power to learn to make you binders. And he will not let you wear it for too long. Like exactly 8 hours later they materialize at your shoulder and politely ask you to take it off

They could and will spend days showering you in affirmations and validations. You are his man, their handsome boyfriend, and he loves telling you as much

His art of you is always perfect, always shows how you feel, and he tries so hard to show you how he feels and how he sees you in his art. However, they’re also understanding if it’s not helpful when you feel super dysphoric

Another one that’s more than happy to shut off the lights and shower you. They won’t let you lift a finger, pampering your body with all possible bath products in the house

I think they’d both sew you clothing and let you pick out anything you want from the victims. Would also threaten his brothers to buy you things in town

Did I mention they get exceptionally brutal with people who misgender you?? Like I love the idea he get’s very brutal and cruel in his art, but dear sweet jesus on a breadstick anyone who hurts you, physically or emotionally, will be kept alive for weeks and will die horrifically

Loves styling your hair <3, cause he definitely has to cut and shape the hair of finished tourists

Lester Sinclair:

I love this himbo, like I don’t care what anyone says he’s sweeter than sugar

Also like the idea of him having a dark side

Ok moving on to the, you know, request

Y’all remember how in Steven Universe, Blue said “she prefers to be called Steven”? That’s the vibe I get from him. He’s confused, but he’s got the spirit

ofc he makes mistakes, but he tries so so hard and feels so so bad when he messes up

It hurts him seeing you have to feel this way, definitely the boyfriend who cries when you cry

Firmly believes in the healing power of cuddles. Somehow cuddles you extra hard when you feel really dysphoric

I think I might’ve seen this somewhere else, but he when you’re with him and he’s picking up tourists, he will stop the car if someone misgenders you. Full stop, brake petal to the floor, full body turn towards whoever just spoke, and pulls out the Southern Politeness. The politeness that us southerners use when we want to kill someone

“Well, ma’am, if you’d like to keep ridin in my truck you best apologize to the young man who accompanies me.” He’s used to people being bitchy to him, but will not tolerate it directed towards you. I fully believe he has put people out of the truck, driven to Bo, and told him there were some target practice out about a mile or two away. Will refuse to let the twins waxify the rude tourists

Listens to you and tries his best to validate you, even if he doesn’t completely understand. Will do anything to make you feel better

Always always always buys you masculine clothing, even splurging on you (even if you insist he needs some clothes, he’ll just say, “naw, darlin’, I’m jus fine.”

NO HE’D LOVE TO SHARE CLOTHES WITH YOU IF HE COULD!!!!

I’m a slut for close intimacy that isn’t necessarily sexual, so he’d be more than happy to shower with you in the dark or make you the BIGGEST bubble bath possible

NOOO HE’D SIT JONESY DOWN AND EXPLAIN THAT “Y/N’s a boy, alright Jonesy? He’s one of the boys and we gotta treat him as such”

Does worry about when you bind, he’s read up on it and he worries about you getting hurt, but either way he will send you friendly reminders when it’s been 8 hours and very carefully washes what you bind with

Thomas Hewitt:

The Hewitt family is one of the few Christian families that live in Texas I would love to be around (I’m sorry, I have a thing against Texas and I’m suspicious of most Christians concerning my status as a queer person with a uterus in America)

Ok yea, it takes the whole family a little while to get used to everything, but Thomas and Luda are accepting and try to understand. They will also criminally assault Hoyt if he is dick

If Hoyt misgenders you, and if he does it on purpose, he better pray. Thomas will turn on his Extra Scary Mode and Luda will pull out a cast iron skillet she has set aside specifically for dealing with Hoyt

Thomas might make mistakes, but at the same time he doesn’t talk so I think that would affect how often he accidentally uses the wrong pronouns

Also, how much interaction does he have with gender and social norms?? I could see him not understanding why people think it’s a bad thing

Someone is a transphobic wad of dick cheese? Won’t eat that person, straight up won’t. Hell, he might not leave enough to eat

He keeps an eye on you and your binding, but I don’t think he’d be like Vincent and come forth from the shadows to remind you it’s been eight hours (at first at least). But he would try to find patterns to make you binders and makes sure they’re washed properly

He is a master seamster. Sews you clothes that are masculine and that fit and flatter you perfectly. You swear he uses magic when sewing you clothes because how can they possibly be this fitting and help you look so much more masculine??

Will do anything you need to feel better, from cuddles to clothes to tea. Would try to find advice from Luda on how to help you, and she’d tell him what kind of stuff usually helps people feel better, but she doesn’t know exactly what to do either

Would treat you in baths and showers, doing his best to distract you from how you feel with your body

He may not understand completely, but whew boy does he know what it’s like to have body issues. He understands that much, at least, and he aches that you feel similarly to the way he has his whole life

He doesn’t speak often, or like at all, but he’d give you a few words of validation and reassurance that he knows you’re a man, and that he sees you as a masculine individual, and that he loves you no matter what

Feels comfortable enough now to explore his gender

RZ! Michael Myers:

While this man is by no means a child, I don’t think he has a full grasp of gender (at least the way other people think he should)

Like come on y’all, he was locked up as a six year old child and didn’t get the whole experience of ya know,,, being raised (I will forever quote the person who said that Loomis’ degree was written in crayon, cause they were right)

So anyways I don’t think he really understands gender as like the rigid structure so many people think of it as. Like I know for me gender is just kinda weird. Like some sea animal with no shape, or mystery meat that shivers when you poke it

And thus he doesn’t understand transphobia at all. Like bro how does a person telling you their gender affect your life that much??

And along those lines, he may not fully understand dysphoria. His thinking is “you know you are boy, you have told me (the most important person in your life) that you are boy, so therefore you are boy”

THAT BEING SAID MY RZ MIKEY IS SOMFT AND TRYING HIS GODDAMNED BEST ALRIGHT?!!!?!??! He uses his lil 6th sense for gauging emotions to keep an eye on you and is by your side the second he detects a change

Bless his heart he’s a cat. Stares at you, will try bringing you things, and just shows up when you cry. He could be on the other side of the city, but he knows when you cry and will hightail it home

You have to warm him up to cuddles, but once you do his is always always ready

He kind of assumes you know how best to handle binding, but he will still keep an eye out and start to nudge you if you’ve had it on too long

This man doesn’t clean, he’s no help cleaning your binder, BUT he will bring you masculine clothing from a victims house...you just may need to use some lemon juice or hydrogen peroxide on it because I don’t think it was originally that shade of red

I think he’s more a bath person, and would love to try and return the kindness you show him by giving you a bath when you feel dysphoric. Might add too many bubbles, but he figures the more bubbles = the easier to hide under

Back to transphobia: he either kills them especially brutally, or really quickly because they don’t deserve the time of day. It depends on how badly they pissed him off. If someone misgenders you on purpose, you will see their face on the news the same day Mikey comes back with his coveralls soaked and pieces of flesh spattered onto his figure

He’s the kind of guy that you have to show him what to do at first to be helpful and validating, but after that he’s good to go. Give him a break he was never properly socialized as a child :(

Also understands the body issues (very few slashers don’t if I’m being honest) and will try to show you what helps him: making masks. He can be persuaded to extend that to making art

Another one that’s a masculine entity but not entirely a man in the traditional sense. He too thinks gender is a shivering mystery meat ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Alright that’s what I’ve got!!! Again I’m so sorry Ziggy :((( I hope you feel better, and if it helps any you’re definitely one of my slasher tumblr crushes <333333

I will also brutally murder anyone who misgenders you, just hit me up and I’ll grab my bat

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marksbear · 11 months

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Could write some Stu macher xreader smut? Please he's everything to me

Yes! I would love to write this out and make you happy! Plus he’s everything to me as well!

warnings! Headcanons smut!, phone sex, quickies, marking kink, public kink, getting caught kink, bragging, recording and taking pictures, Switch Stu!

Afab and Amab reader! Safe for trans readers as well! And you trans peopl have a few headcanons to yourselves!

STU MACHER X GN AND MALE READER!

-He’s a slut.

-He’s a huge switch that leans more into sub. He doesn’t know what to pick. He loves making you feel good, but in the same time he likes to feel good.

-Kinky af. He likes it really rough and dirty. Has a knife and mask kink. There’s something about you holding a knife to his neck or him doing it to you really keeps him going.

-Really into phone sex. He will call your house phone at the dead of night and once you pick up he’ll tell you everything dirty thought of you and him that’s keeping him up.

-Prefers to give oral. Him eating out your pussy or him sucking your cock. It doesn’t matter.

-Quickes in the school bathrooms.

-Having cuddle sex while watching horror movies together.

-His secret kink is that he wants to roleplay either him or you being a serial killer and one of you being the victim.

-Likes to brag about your guys wild sex lives to Billy since him and Sidney haven’t done it yet.

-Very loud. So anytime y’all are having sex when’s y’all parents or siblings are in the house you’ll have to cover his mouth to keep you tired.

- Hates to admit that one time when you guys were fucking you saw his ghostface mask on the side of the bed you picked it up and wore it he came shockingly fast and he was tad bit embarrassed.

-You cockwarming him during a horror movie marathon in Randy’s house. The blankets covered you both so no one suspected a thing.

-The thought of being caught or watched during sex turns him on.

-A new kink he has is when you two fuck in his newest victims bed. Right after you both clean any evidence.

-Doesn’t mind if anything loves it when you use him as if he was your personal dildo or fleshlight.

-Whispers the most filthiest and dirtiest things in your ear in public.

-Y’all done it in after school detention before.

-You two always getting in trouble with the teachers for PDA and such.

-He has this really cheap camera and he likes to record y’all fucking any chance he gets.

-He even made a hour long movie type disc of your guys sex video.

-Had a lot of Polaroid pictures of you covered in his cum or you touching yourself in front of the camera. Keeps the pictures scattered around his room some even hanged on the wall. Some in his wallet to.

-Really into foreplay. Likes it when you take your time teasing him.

-Height kink. Gets off if your taller him and if your smaller he has a ego boost.

-Wouldn’t do anything that you don’t like!

-Fucking him until he’s a dumb and useless.

-Really into marking you. Like leaving hickeys on you, scratching your back and neck. So as far carving his initials into you.

-He’s a very jealous and possive man even though he tries to act nonchalant. So that leads to a lot of jealous sex.

-And god help you if your a virgin.

-He likes to teach you like how to suck his cock or how to ride him.

-He loves to just ruin your innocence and slowly turn you into a whore/slut just like him.

THE END

#stu macher #stu macher x male reader #Stu macher x Gn reader #slashers x male reader #slasher x male reader #slasher x gn reader #x male reader #male reader #x Gn reader #x gender neutral reader #x transmasc reader #x trans reader #the bear club

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struckd0wn · 7 months

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𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟒: 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐤- 𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐕𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬

Jason had you on your hands and knees as he pounded into you ruthlessly from behind. He smelled of dirt and fire wood, pushing you down so that now just your ass was up. He was completely silent the whole time and you were embarrassed to be the only one expressing your pleasure out loud but that didn't mean he didn't show his at all.

He wrapped one arm around you, his cheat against your back, continuing to rut into you. You moan loudly into the pillow of the old camp bed. Jason pushed his masked face into your neck and the plastic hurt as it dig into your skin but you make no complaints. His breathing is heavy in your ear and you could feel him starting to loose himself, but not before you did. You came around his cock, screaming into the pillow as you held onto the bed for dear life. Jason was just getting started though and he continued to thrust his soaked dick into your messy cunt.

#smut #ftm reader #slasher smut #jason voorhees x reader #trans reader #gn reader #transmasc reader #drabbles #gender nuetral reader #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #jason voorhees #slashers

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astr0exe · 1 month

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Hi!!! can i request some maybe stalker! micheal with TM reader?? maybe possessive or mean micheal????? only if you want to ofc!! please ignore if you don’t feel comfortable writing this!!! i hope you have the best day!!!!! 🩷🩷🩷

UGH THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE DARLIN !! HOPE U LIKE IT 🫶🏻🫶🏻 i love michael sm like aghssvdksbxkdhks HAVE A GREAT DAY 🩶🩶 tried to make this as most like michael as possible

CW : tm!reader , mean michael , choking , creampie , spanking (1) , no dialogue , possessive nature , stalking (?)

His eyes follow you along the road, he squints frustrated, glaring at the man who was just talking to you, his darling, speaking to some… depraved man (as if he isn’t one himself).

Michael entering your shared home is loud, unlike the usual silence he embodies. He huffs loudly under his mask, you can feel his annoyance from across the living room, even more so as he stalks closer to you. His large hands grip at your sides tightly, almost painfully, you know it will leave marks in the morning. But you can’t bring yourself to care.

His anger permeates through the room as he groans in your ear. One of his hands moving to grip your neck, his eyes are still narrow as he stares you down. Huffing and groaning from pure anger, his arousal is obvious, even despite his jealousy. He roughly removes both of your pants, ripping yours into pieces as he lowers down the zip on his boiler suit. His hand moves down to your arse, gripping it tightly before smacking it. Your yelp is loud and conveys not only the surprise and pain but also the pleasure you feel.

His fingers make their way between your legs, the fact you are already soaked makes him smirk, his face is in the crook of your neck as his fingers stroke past your swollen cock making a moan escape your throat lowly. Two of his thick fingers make their way into your hole, even with how wet you are there is still slight discomfort. Michael doesn’t notice your discomfort or if he does he doesn’t seem to care, his fingers start pounding into you harshly. Your head is thrown back from the overwhelming sudden pleasure, bordering on pain as he growls into your ear, his other hand still tightly on your throat, tightened at random intervals.

As he removes his fingers which is now drenched in your essence, he sighs as he moves his fingers underneath his mask, sucking off the juices, the taste making him moan whilst he lines his bulbous cock up with your slick hole. Michael can’t help but groan as he enters you with one aggressive thrust, smirking under his mask at your cacophony of sounds. His pace is rough and mean, no love or affection is held in his gaze or hold, pure anger radiates through him as he jackhammers into you. His body overshadowing yours, your whole being is revolving around Michael, all you are able to see or feel is him.

Your cunt clenches around his dick tightly as the waves of pleasure assault your body. His hand loosens around your neck slightly so instead you are staring him in the eyes as you orgasm around him, proving his dominance over you as his hot cum spurts into you. This silent display of power over you is so hot to see, despite the initial surprise, you will always love your Michael just as he will always love his darling. Even without words you will always understand him.

#x trans male reader #x male y/n #x bottom male reader #x transmasc reader #slashers x reader #slashers fanfiction #slasher fucker #slasher smut #slasher fic #michael myers #michael myers x reader #michael myers x y/n #slasher x reader #slasher x you #slasher x y/n #michael myers x you #cas speaks

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krvrawr · 4 months

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was abt to write thomas hewitt x trans male reader fic w like both of them inexperienced && shit

my dysphoria kicked in && now i was re thinking my whole life decisions 😞

my live reaction ;

edit: ITS ALMOST DONE 🙏

edit: ITS DONE GO READ IT MFS /lovingly 🩵

#<3 needy wolfboy #i hate being trans man istg ( sometimes tho )#i have love - hate relationship w my stupid pre everything fem body 😞🤌#gonna get on T illegally istg ( for legal reasons i ' m not gonna do it )#slashers x male reader #slashers x ftm reader #slashers x reader #x ftm reader #x male reader #slashers #thomas hewitt x male reader #thomas hewitt x ftm reader #texas chainsaw massacre #ftm!reader #male!reader #texas chainsaw massacre: the beggining

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slasher-dasher · 4 months

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White Christmas

︶꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷♡꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦︶

(trans!Billy Lenz x gn!reader; Warnings: NSFW, eating out [Billy receiving], somnophilia if you squint, ropes, marking/biting)

The door closed surprisingly gently behind you as your foot pushed it shut. Your hands were too preoccupied with bags and boxes to worry about the sleeping figure on the couch for the moment. He must have been waiting for you, not wanting to go to the “mandatory” work party nor be left alone, to the point that he practically begged you to fake an illness so you wouldn’t have to go. You placed the items in your arms on the counters and put the cold things you had stolen for Billy in the fridge as you settled down from the event. Speaking of, he was still being quiet. You crept over to him, carefully pushing a few stray strands of hair away from his eyes. Billy slept on his stomach most of the time, so seeing him splayed out on his back like this was a rare (and beautiful) sight. His arms were crossed behind his head to use as a pillow (despite him laying on two of the throw pillows), head turned to press into the side of his arm. His sweater rose and fell with his gentle breaths and almost hid the slight curve of his waist under the stitches of the yarn. You had made this one for him last year, and it very quickly became his favorite. The jeans he had fallen asleep in looked uncomfortable, to say the least. They clung to his hips in a way you knew made him uncomfortable, which is probably why he was sleeping on his back. Your hand moved to wake him up, to let him know you were home so he wouldn’t worry, but you stopped yourself. Billy had been good this holiday, and you had promised him a present when you got back.

Billy’s eyes flutter open to the feeling of your lips against his skin. Soft kisses peppered around his face and neck, two of the places you know he’s always comfortable with. A smile spreads across his lips as he moves to wrap his arms around your neck, but finds them tied behind his head.

“You looked so pretty on the couch, but I thought you’d be more comfortable on the bed,” you spoke between kisses, pressing a deep one to his lips as your hands ran across his thighs. Sleep is still present in Billy’s eyes when you pull away and his body arches into yours instinctively. Good. That’s a sign he’s okay with this. Your lips find their way back to his neck while your hands work on the jeans. Despite looking like paint on him, they slip off with ease, revealing cute Christmas-themed stockings underneath them. Billy let out a soft gasp as the air washed over his skin, the sound turning into a moan once your teeth bit down on a spot that made him writhe. Luckily, he was very easy to work up. Your hands ghosted over his skin while your teeth kept marking his neck. The sweater had stayed on, but you pushed it up to rest just above his stomach, making note of the whine that had escaped Billy’s throat as you did.

“Do you have something to say, pretty boy?” That name made his eyes snap to you, a blush growing across his cheeks.

“You woke me up to tease me,” he pouted, eyes threatening to flutter closed at any second. A chuckle left your lips, and you lowered yourself to trail kisses down his navel. He shuddered, eyes now locked on your movements with anticipation. Billy’s breathing picked up as you got closer to his arousal, whining loudly every time you moved to mark one of his thighs instead. You relented after a particularly desperate squirm, knowing he’d been patient for long enough. The sound that followed was heavenly to your ears. A loud moan erupted from Billy as he arched into your tongue. His legs were lifted onto your shoulders, tightening almost immediately as your tongue lapped at his growth like you were starving. In a way, you were. He’d been reduced to a moaning mess, head thrown back against the pillows and hips pressed firmly against your face, the legs keeping them there shaking furiously as you slipped your fingers into him with ease. It didn’t take more than a few pumps for him to completely unravel under the pleasure, pulsing around your fingers as he fell limp against the bed. Stray moans left his lips and his breaths were long and labored as his eyes met yours, lips weakly melding into a loving kiss while you untied his wrists.

You cleaned Billy up quickly, grabbing a new pair of pants for him before he could protest. Billy rarely wore anything more than boxers with you now, but a little extra care and clothes wouldn’t hurt for tonight. As you were about to ask if he wanted to be left alone, as he usually did, he tugged you into the bed, snuggling into your chest like you were his lifeline.

“Merry Christmas Billy~” A soft smile and a nod from the other was the only response you were getting tonight. Arms wrapped around each other, legs tangled in a lazy mess, he was at peace.

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zippiestdraws · 1 month

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Choking Curiosity Ch20

Michael Myers x ftm reader

Read on ao3

Staring at the photo wishing it would change, your chest begins to hurt. You don’t know when you’ve sunk down onto your knees, but your free arm wraps tight around your torso as short breaths whistle past your teeth.

Your brain buzzes with too many thoughts, but it’s almost a background noise to the panic that grips you. Something inside you wishes Michael was here.

You force your fingers to drop the photo and your eyes stare at the empty space it used to be. Curling your fingers into a fist, the sensation of nails digging into your palm grounds you just enough to suck in some deeper breaths. Getting oxygen to your brain gets you short commands and jeers from some detached part of yourself focused on survival.

‘Get up’.

’Get up. You left your doors unlocked and now you have to fix this.’

On shaky legs and arms, you pull yourself up using the counter. Your eyes land on the back door and you lurch over to lock it.

***

You walk thirty minutes to the nearest thrift store, looking over your shoulder constantly, and load yourself with as many blankets as they’ll allow you to buy (nearly all of them, the clerk didn’t care). The trek home carrying the pile was awkward, but the physical exertion kept your mind focused.

Dumping the blankets in a heap and stepping over them, you head towards your toolbox to grab a hammer and nails. To hell with the walls, you can spackle them when the house has less pressing priorities.

You immediately wish Michael would make his stupid height useful for once and was here to help you.

Your new (mismatched and fleecy) curtains go up with sweat and swearing, and you drive nails into the frames of windows with loose locks. Come summer, you may regret not being able to open the windows, but for now these blankets will help insulate and protect you from peeping Toms. And hopefully stalking Steves.

Exhaustion hits all at once and you drop the hammer after the last window, probably denting your bedroom floor, but you couldn’t care less.

You turn towards your bed feeling like you could fall into it (literally, you still don’t have a bed frame).

But you don’t feel safe here. Not after that picture.

It makes you feel nauseous thinking about it and you wish, not for the first time, that you could be anywhere but here. You want to ask Quentin if you could stay over again, but you can’t risk getting him hurt.

The frustration of it all makes you want to cry and have a meltdown, but the testosterone in your body won’t let you. Your feet move on their own, practically running out of the room.

You don’t know why you end up standing in the doorway of Michael’s, but what you do know is that being there relieves some of the pressure in your head and chest.

It’s barren- not that your room is much better. You haven’t truly been in here since you moved in and the grey light through the window highlights the faded wallpaper and dusty floor.

A ratty sleeping bag is bunched along the wall facing towards the door. You feel guilty when you don’t see a pillow, just a small pile of bunched up clothes.

You’re hesitant stepping inside, crossing what has always been a boundary for the two of you. It feels forbidden, but the exhaustion left behind after the initial torrent of emotion and subsequent exertion leaves your knees weak and you sink down onto the sleeping bag.

Curling in on yourself, your fingers pull at something from his clothes pile. His black t-shirt.

Over the mustiness of the sleeping bag, his shirt smells like the deodorant you bought and something more distinctly him. Normally you would probably be more grossed out, but right now you close your eyes and feel comforted instead.

Your heart aches.

***

Michael left before the sun came up, he just couldn’t be around you right now. The closer it gets to Halloween, the more the itch becomes an urge becomes a burn and he can’t be sure the urge to put his hands on you will stay gentle. And if not gentle, at the very least survivable.

Since that night you confronted him, he’s been picking over the new feelings with more curiosity than frustration. Keeping things from you and trying to force things his way wasn’t working the way he thought it would, you’re not the same person he used to stalk anymore. Instead of running, you confront him; don’t get him wrong, Michael’s blood still runs hot for the chase, but this new familiarity leaves your vulnerability for teasing wide open.

Michael grips the handle of his knife harder thinking about the way your eyes widen when he steps into your space and your protests fall silent on your tongue, knowing you’re at his mercy. The way you squirm and try to hold your ground, pretending it does nothing to you - he can almost hear your heartbeat.

The woman he’s been stalking from the park’s tree line does nothing special for him, but watching her from this distance and biding his time satiates the buzz in the back of his head. It excites him too. Watching, waiting…it almost edges him, building up to the moment he can feel the pulse in someone’s neck speed up and give out or feel the knife slip past skin and bone. Their indulgent color red spilling out of them like a release, stuttering their final breaths.

From this distance, the woman’s blonde hair almost looks like Laurie’s. Michael exhales. He doesn’t like her so near to you. The night you went to the place with the campfire, he wanted to kill you then just to keep you away from her. But you went with him instead, promising him anything. And so he didn’t kill them that night.

But Laurie is still orbiting this house and you. So Michael may soon have to take that anything.

The blonde woman is joined by an unremarkable man and she emotes heavily to show her enthusiasm. The man looks almost bored, an indifference that Michael used to match for the rest of the world.

His favorite part of boring people was how much they would change when his knife was in them.

When the two begin to follow the wooded biking trail, Michael matches their leisurely pace out of sight. The sun is on its path down the sky and ducking behind clouds along the way. His vision tunnels with bloodlust, the longer he tracks, the longer his anticipation for the kill grows- keeping you at the back of his mind and humming under his skin.

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The cardboard in the glass of the door is easily punched in, unnoticed in the dark. Stepping into the vestibule with the liquidity of a cat, Michael shuts the door behind him with a soft click.

He looks down at his boots. Mud and something that rhymes with it. Memories of the last time he made tracks in the house make him contemplate doing it again.

Michael toes off his boots. Without them, he’s quiet as a ghost, moving into the kitchen to find something to tear into.

His muscles feel relaxed and loose as he pulls the remnants of some Chinese takeout from the fridge, as if the red on his skin was a massage oil. He doesn’t bother with utensils and uses his fingers to pull noodles into his mouth, sticky brown sauce gaining a new iron flavor.

The empty container goes in the trash this time because Michael is in a good enough mood to follow your rules. He wipes his mouth on the back of his sleeve, having sated his two other needs tonight he begins to search for you.

Michael doesn’t plan for when he finds you, he just follows the trend of satisfaction he’s riding on. He enjoys the search of the bottom level of the house, the thrill of seeking excites him as if you two were playing a game.

Clearing the floor, he stops before the stairs looking up into the dark. Each step drags it out, bringing the second floor into view. The bathroom is dark and the door is open, leaving your bedroom as the last possibility.

Breath hot against his mask, Michael pushes your door open. You don’t jump at his entrance and your bed lies empty.

Confused and then frustrated, Michael huffs against his mask, his game ruined.

He exits, annoyed and ready to make that your problem.

His room is dark, but unlike the others where you seem to have blocked the windows, the moon and streetlights give enough ambient light to see the floor. Immediately, Michael can tell that things have moved.

Instinct has him strung tense in a moment as his gaze falls on your form. Fighting back the urge to yank you by the ankle, Michael walks closer. The fight response slowly dwindles as he silently observes, your form curled around his shirt replacing it with a different kind of tension.

Your arms are tucked in on yourself with his shirt, goosebumps prickling your flesh. Michael wants to run his hands over them and watch as your body shifts from sleep to surprise.

Would you try to get up and leave? Or maybe you would curl into his warmth…

Feeling a flush of heat, he turns and leaves the room. His legs carry him to yours and he pulls the blanket off your mattress. You don’t stir when he lays it over you, wrapping you up among his things.

Michael is good at watching and waiting.

#michael myers #slashers #slasher x reader #slasher fucker #slasher fandom #michael myers x reader #slasher community #male reader #trans writers

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broken-glass-puppet · 1 year

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Me: dad this is my boyfriend

[insert here any slasher]: *heavy breathing intensifies*

My dad, with a gun in his hands: your what?!

#gay #nonbinary #trans #viral #we love him #male reader #incorrect quotes #slashers x you #slasher x y/n #male reader x slashers #slashers x reader #slashers #micheal myers #ghost face #jason vorhees #brahms heelsire x male reader

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s3thistir3d · 1 year

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Kissing Practice (Brahms Heelshire X OC)

This is Katharos, Brahm's childhood friend who was initially chased off by Brahm's conservative parents (he is trans and gay) due to his bordering-on obsession towards Brahms. He returns years later with a single goal in mind; staying by Brahm's side and he would do anything to ensure so.

Brahms is confused at the sight of him and his new gender identity but sees how sincere - and terrifying - his love is...returns it tenfold.

They are very deranged but in love so it's all good.

#s3thistir3d #kissing the homies #queer artist #brahms heelshire #brahms x male reader #brahms imagine #brahms x oc #sketch practice #brahms the boy #digital artist #original character #slasher oc #slasher fandom #slasher #clip studio paint #huiontablet #trans oc

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rzyraffek · 1 year

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slashers with a ftm s/o with no surgeries? (billy+stu and bo or vincent would be nice, the rest can be up to you!)

We support our transmasc fellows😊🏳️‍⚧️

He/him, sfw, lil mension of transphobia but slashers will whoop them probably, Request open

Slashers with transmasc s/o

Ghostface(billy and stu)

For the sake of fic let's pretend that people in 90' weren't mostly uneducated and transphobic

Stu would 100% call him "bro" or "dude"

As soon as s/o come out to ghostfaces Stu said something along the lines "you always been one of the boys babe🥺" while Billy was more like "alight. Valid. If anyone bothers you tell me"

Billy is more sane, he will beat up anyone that is even looking bad at s/o. Also the bully will be next victim 😊

If s/o feels body dysmorpia or just simply insecure... dude you got Stu fucking Macher as your bf, he will spoil him with all stuff s/o needs! Binder?money for terapist so you can get diagnosis and get testosteron? Already in your wallet babe! You need new rad haircut? Well he will beg s/o to let him do it! You don't want any of that? Alr lets order pizza then!

Also they both kinda act like you just were born, like Billy this mf will try to teach s/o 'how to do manly stuff' and teach them how to fix a car or something

ALL those things were about s/o who freshly came out btw, if he is openly trans for while now Ghostfaces are litteraly treat them like any other guy litteraly, they mind their own business why would they get into somones else's live just because he isn't cis🙄🥱(its kinda ironic looking at fact that they are know for stalking)

Vincent Sinclair

As far as s/o treats him nice he sees them as amazing and great human being

He cant speak but he would shit talk s/o past bullies (past cus they are all dead! Thanks Bo and lester for hunting them down😍)

He can borrow s/o his shirts!

He also seems like good hairdresser! He would totaly help s/o cut hair if he wants too!

Would litteraly torture anyone that is mean! No, like for really torture them. He is a serial killer yall dont forget

S/o came out after he meet Vince or nah? Doesnt matter really. He totally treats them the same

He knows how it feels to be judged and he really doesn't want s/o to feel like he is judged too! He wants to create safe space😊

Vinny love language is staring creeply into s/o eyes and hold hands. Also he want to give s/o alot of flowers cuz they are just as pretty as him!

Will make lil figurine of s/o 100%

Live laugh love transgender people😊😊as nonbinary person i do love yall

Also i feel like this one is bad, didnt really have ideas

#slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #vincent sinclair x reader #vincent x reader #stu matcher imagine #stu matcher fluff #stu matcher x reader #trans ftm #billy loomis x reader #scream 1996 #transmasc #slasher x trans s/o

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soupbabe · 8 months

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Otis driftwood with an enby s/o who’s insecure about their lack of gender? Like, they’ll dress kinda fem one day and then hella masculine the other day, and peoples confused or just condescending comments get to them??

(No I’m not projecting-)

Otis Driftwood with an Insecure! Non-Binary! S/o

Not sure how comforting this can count as, but Otis tries to be in his own way 😅

- I've said this before in other trans related Otis posts, but Otis takes a lot of pride in his masculinity and gender identity

-He preaches that your identity is unique and if someone tries to that away from you, they can go fuck themselves

- He encourages you to dress however the fuck you like, he doesn't care if you're in a dress or not

- What problems people have with you can remain between him and a knife, y'know? He views an attack on you as an attack on him and his family

- Side note: the family loves you !! I'm sure they'll give you all the more sincere hugs and kind words that Otis can't really do

- Just not his style, consider his love language acts of service or gift giving

- Very vengeful through his art, will go through lengths to strip away someone's masculinity and femininity just because they tried to strip you of your identity

- You're his partner, no one is gonna fuck with you and remain in one piece 🤷

- But in a more lighthearted note, he dedicates this art to you

- It's more than fueling his sadism, it's something a bit more sentimental for him

- tbh it's as sentimental as Otis can get, so I think it counts as a sweet gesture

#Otis Driftwood #otis driftwood x reader #house of 1000 corpses #house of 1000 corpses x reader #slasher x reader #slashers x reader #x trans reader

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struckd0wn · 5 months

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Could you make s'more Johnny Sawyer/Slaughter content pls? There's legit zero to none f'him with m/ftm readers, your kinktober fic of'him is the first i've seen in the time span the game's been out /(;^;)\

a/n: I am so sorry I am just now getting to this, I'm also sorry if this is not exactly what you imagined for a fic, I was just thinking off the top of my head lol

Tw: blood and cannibalism

Bath time - Johnny Sawyer

You're covered in deep crimson blood. It drips off of you, seeping into you clothes. It's smeared all over your skin, you face and arms getting the worst of it. You had helped with the weekly dismembering, chopping up bodies the family would eat for dinner. You still refused to eat the flesh of strangers, opting for eggs you'd get from the chickens around the farm.

Johnny comes up from behind you, wrapping his muscular arms around you. "Nice job baby," The taller male whispers into your ear, kissing along the crook of your neck. "Your so hot when you're dripping in blood, you look so badass." Your boyfriend teases, turning you around in his arms so he can meet your eyes. You complain about the mess, annoyed from the strong metallic smell that was starting to give you a headache.

Although Johnny didn't really mind the mess, he didn't know if he wanted to deal with you begin irritated for the rest of the day so he drags you into the house. You're careful to not touch anything once inside, not wanting to dirty anything as you walk up the stairs and to the bathroom.

The bathroom is poorly lit, not extremely clean but it's not to terrible. It's small, Johnny takes up a lot of the space as he undresses, throwing his bloodied clothes all over the floor. You think to scold him, the clothes would surely mess up the floor but you don't say anything, turning your back to the large male as you strip. You hear John shuffle behind you, placing his large hands on the waistband of you jeans, jeans that were actually his. He slides them over you hips, letting them drop the the floor with a soft thud.

His hands roam along you sides and abdomen, fingers further smearing the blood on your soft skin. You want to enjoy his touch but when his bare chest meats you back you can feel the blood on him rub of on you, pushing him of with a gentle jab to his gut with you elbow. You lover laughs playfully, turning the shower on to warm. You cover yourself with the best of your ability, and although you shouldn't be so self-conscious (seeing as Johnny has seen you in such vulnerable states before), you can't help but feel a little insecure in comparison to him.

Johnny has much more muscle mass then you, his chest and back are defined from hard work on the farm. His legs as strong and he shoulders broad. Top surgery had helped your dysphoria a bit but now everytime you look at your boyfriend you felt a bit jealous, or maybe even a yearning. Johnny, of course, was oblivious to this. He was brought up extremely sheltered, only able to get out to hunter for dinner.

Johnny hadn't seen much trans people at all and to be fair he didn't really understand but always respected people regardless. You've tried to explain to him but he just hasn't fully grasped the concept yet, doesn't understand why you'd be jealous of his physique. John thinks you're stunning regardless.

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The two of you sit in the tub together, deciding after your shower to just relaxe a bit in the bath. The bathtub is small, Johnny has to bend his legs at the knee to fit, you sit in between his legs, leaning against his strong chest. His hand rake through you wet hair, almost sending you to sleep. "Don't fall asleep on me now." A chuckle rumbles through his chest, making the water ripple around you.

Johnny shuffles underneath you, his fingers hold you tight against him. He kisses the nape of your neck, his callused hands kneed the soft flesh of your thighs from under the water. You turn to your side, looking at your boyfriend as he lazily drags his hands all over you. He watches your flustered expression as he caresses you, smirking down at you wildly. The bigger male grabs hold of your waist, turning you so you face him directly.

You struggle to straddling Johnny in the cramped bathtub, but you manage. He pulls you into him, kissing you roughly as the water around you sloshed around. He palms at the flesh of you ass, squeezing it softly. You moan pathetically into his mouth when you feel his erection throb underneath you. John moves a hand off of you ass, bringing it to your front and inbetween the both of you. He runs his fingers through you folds, the sensation of water adding additional wetness to your already leaking cunt. You moan again, only louder, your lover chuckles deeply, pressing another quick kiss to your swollen lips. "You'll have to keep quiet, we don't know who's all in the house."

You blush brightly at the thought of the others hearing you. You know Drayton is probably in the house, either cooking food or tidying up the kitchen. Bubba would most likely be outside, but you're unsure of where Nubbins and Sissy might be. While you're distracted the man below you slides a finger into you pussy, brushing against the spot that drives you insane. He smiled as you try to keep quiet, shoving your face into the crook of his neck to do so.

Johnny groans lowly after hearing you moan his name, feeling you rub against his erection needely as he fucks you on his long fingers. He hoped to tease you a bit longer but he really can't help himself. The bigger male removes his fingers from your cunt but he's sure to replace it soon after with the tip of his cock. You whine as he pushes into your heat, filling you effortlessly. "Fuck baby, you feel so good." He purrs, holding your ass in both hands and he grinds you against his cock.

The strain of trying to keep quiet almost gives you a headache, biting down on your boyfriends collarbone to hush yourself. Johnny hisses at the pain, laughing at your futile attempts. "You know what, let then hear you. I want them to hear how good I fuck you." He teases, watching you turn bright red at the thought. You shake your head no, biting down on him harder to maybe silence his teasing. He continues regardless, lifting you up and down on his cock, the water around the two of you splashing slightly, some ever spilling out of the tub and onto the bathroom floor.

"You looked so hot earlier, dripping in blood," John reminds you, mouth falling open in a silent groan, composing himself before he continues to talk. "It got me so hard, it was difficult to keep working. I was waiting for this." Your lover continues to ramble on, thrusting up into you harshly. "Next time will you let me fuck you like that, covered in blood." The thought eggs him on, speeding up as he imagines it. You can't even respond, fucked dumb on his shaft as he plows into your wet cunt.

Inevitably it was impossible for you to stay quiet, and to be fair John was being much louder than you anyways. What a hypocrite. Your orgasms coils in the pit of you stomach, you grow louder and louder, ultimately forgetting your embarrassment and need to be quite. His name spills from your lips, whining loudly before you cum, shaking in his strong arms.

Johnny curses profanities, feeling your pussy clench and pulse around him in result of your orgasm. His grip on you is tight, leaving bruises on your soft flesh. "Yeah just like that darling." He mumbles, it doesn't take long for Johnny to cum, filling you full of his warm seed. He uses you to ride out his orgasm, making you cry out in overstimulation.

The water stills and both of your laboured breaths filll the small room. You whince as the bigger man pulls you off of him, soiling the water with a mixture of both of your juices.

After a bit, johnny stands, pulling you up with him. He dries you off gently before wrapping the towel around your naked form, tying his own towel around his waist. He kisses you sweetly on the forehead, draining the tub before leading you twords the bathroom door.

You almost run right into the figure on the other side, Johnny has to stop you with a strong arm. Bubba stands there awkwardly, silent as per usual. You hold the towel against yourself tightly, averting your gaze in embarrassment. "Hey, don't you know it's weird to ease drop!" Johnny exclaims, pushing the masked man to the side.

"There's no need too, we could all hear you anyways." You hear Sissy scoffs as she descends the wooden staircase.

Well, dinner tonight was going to be awkward.

#smut #ftm reader #trans reader #johnny slaughter x reader #transmasc reader #drabbles #sub male reader #johnny sawyer x reader #slasher smut #slasher x reader

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astr0exe · 2 months

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Need to see you right something for Stu plzzz I’m dying over here with no content for him. Even just a little snippet

Okay so NSFW Stu headcanons wit transmasc reader 🫶🏻 (i love this man and i love this req tysm darlin) SORRY IF THIS WAS TOO SHORT :(

- Tell me he isnt into praise? telling Stu he is fucking you so good would not only make him pump his dick into you faster but also pump his ego up cause boy needs it sometimes:(

- Stu fucks and I mean fucks, like sometimes he can ‘make love’ to you, but most of the time? He fucks you with his hand woven in your hair or hand around your neck

- Kinks list ?! :: Praise (big one for the big dicked guy) :: Choking :: KNIFE PLAY !! :: Spitting :: exhibitionism :: Spanking / slapping

- His knife just looks so pretty contrasting your skin:( he can’t help but groan at the sight of your speckled blood on his silver blade

- His rough hand gripping your chin as he fucks into you, smirking at your scrunched up face as his cum fills you up, your legs shaking from overstimulation. As Stu murmurs in your ear “Thats my good boy.. Letting me fill you up.”

#x trans male reader #x transmasc reader #slashers x reader #slasher fucker #slasher smut #stu matcher x reader #stu matcher x you #stu matcher imagine #headcanon #cas speaks

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filthyslashertoad · 1 year

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Hannibal with a trans male reader

(This was requested so I apologize if it's not very accurate)

Requests and Matchups: OPEN

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Get ready because he's gonna pull out his notepad and offer you a seat in front of him.

Makes a grocery list of all the things you want/need before going out to get them (He gets distracted while out and ends up buying truffles, white wine, and assorted goat cheese)

Offers to have a binder custom-made for you because he doesn't want you to buy a cheap one that could possibly hurt your ribs.

He knows every doctor so if you need Testosterone injections or anything he will have it for you before you even ask.

#Hannibal lecter #hannibal lecter x reader #trans male #slashers #hannibal nbc

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slasher-dasher · 3 months

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Hi!! I just started reading your stuff (mostly dbd ghostface/Danny Johnson stuff) but may I request kind of a comfort headcanon where reader comes out to Danny/Jed as trans (ftm) and is either getting top surgery or had top surgery already (you can decide which)

(Submitted by @luciferdoesnotexist404)

FTM Reader x Danny Johnson

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Reader Getting Top Surgery:

Danny is super supportive, and if there's one thing he can do better than killing, it's research. So you'll be in good hands for recovery

Calls you handsome often, it's his go-to compliment for you

Only calls you pretty if it's just you two or if it's a special occasion, he doesn't want to encourage others to use it for you though

Will make sure you're binding/taping safely, especially if he sees you doing either for longer than you should (he has a keen eye)

Also sets timers for you to remember to stretch if you bind! And he'll do them with you!!

Reader Had Top Surgery:

Again, you're in good hands. Danny is very careful when he has to move you from the bed to any room in the apartment

He always makes sure you have what you need/ask for within reach, the last thing he needs is to worry about you ripping any stitches

Gives you free-reign to his closet so you can see how certain shirts/fabrics feel post-surgery, but you do have to put on a fashion show for him, music and poses included

Sometimes he'll trace your surgery scars if he's waiting for you to wake up or if you two are cuddling, they make him smile

Be prepared for Danny to be your personal weighted blanket bc that man will take every chance to lay on your chest once you're healed

Extra - FTM!Danny:

(These are both pre and post surgery hc's)

He lets you see his top scars to show you how they heal, and happily answers any questions you have ("Yes, you can touch them")

If you've had top surgery he will just lift up your shirt every so often to see if you're healing well ("We match!!")

Understands when/if your dysphoria gets to be too much, and is happy to set the day aside to help you in any way he can (he knows you'd do the same)

Gives you his old/spare binders! Danny uses Transtape to avoid rib pain/breathing problems on hunts

He also forgets to take off his binder sometimes, so it was a better option overall-

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