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leslie vernon will be added to my list
any other slashers i should write about how they go to sleep w reader? send requests
already know i should do nubbins lol
pyramid head more like purr-amid head am i RIGHT
why would he not purr look at him he'd totally purr with someone
If It Makes You Feel Better (Pyramid Head/GN!Reader) Doodle
"Mmmn..." You groaned a bit and rubbed a bruise you got from getting into a scrape with a grey child.
Pyramid Head was always on your heels so he had rushed in to slay it before you got truly hurt; And was obviously upset because of it.
"I could have handled it..."
Even with no face, you could tell he was giving you a look. But he took your arm in his hand and gently rubbed your bruise with a thumb.
His hands were actually shaking.
You sighed a little bit and you put a hand on his.
"Would it make you feel better if I stayed inside unless you're nearby, or.."
His hand gripped yours but he looked to the side. He did but didn't want you around him at all times. It was dangerous here. He let out a groan. You knew what it meant.
"I won't go back outside without you IF,"
His head perked up.
"You take naps with me sometimes."
He groaned again, but in a way you understood to mean an annoyed "okay".
"Like right now."
Pyramid Head growled loudly but dropped his head, and his knife, letting you lead him to the stack of mattresses you built up as a bed. He was obviously...kind of pouting.
"Shush."
You guided him onto the bed…s and scooted up next to him, snickering as he began loudly purring the moment you were close. You'd comment on this but it'd just make him pissy, probably.
"Can you grab th-"
He tossed the ragged blanket across you both.
"Thank you..."
Loud, breathy purring.
i should write more pyramid head stuff
sick ass slasher cosplayer
how the slashers sleep (with reader)
billy lenz:
stares. he stares at you a lot. he can't sleep...well, or often.
WILL trap you in a snare of limbs when he eventually does fall asleep. you may not escape until he is ready
clingy. clingy, clingy, clingy. clingy. you're his, deal with it
probably talks in his sleep?
wakes up a lot and wakes you up in the process; but it's normal and you just kiss his head and will him back to sleep.
brahms heelshire
his sleep schedule is mandatory, duh, so. you're going to sleep when he does or he'll throw a fit
he's an honestly very cuddly man when it comes to you. he loves you, he's glued to you, he's addicted to you
he LOVES waking up with you in the morning and going to the kitchen for breakfast (that you make)
he absolutely disrupts you making breakfast with kisses
jason voorhees
he's undead, he doesn't sleep, but he pretends for you!
he loves watching you sleep, he strokes your hair and sighs to himself about how beautiful you look
might doze-not-sleep with you next to him. you soothe him.
he makes breakfast before you get up. he's a master of making breakfast.
the collector/asa emory
tells you how much he cherishes you as his favorite pet (probably giving you physical gratification as well) before lying beside you
very into cuddling you. touching you in general.
WILL NOT sleep until he makes you feel special. no negotiation.
sleeps like a stone. you cannot wake this man yourself, but he does wake up for other things...such as alarms.
makes you an amazing breakfast in the morning.
this man essentially worships you as his little pet, and he is your beloved master.
chop top sawyer
will most likely want to make out
music. at least two albums before be can get tired, this dude is god damned Energy As Hell and music helps him get tired/relax
...might try and grope you a bit, so, uh.
falls off the bed a lot, usually head-first. does not wake up at all. hope you like seeing your boyfriend snoring upside down with his face on the floor bc that's your normal morning
pyramid head
will just look at you. he doesn't sleep. does he?
BUT he loves lying down with you in a soft mattress. it's nice on his back.
he WILL at least try to shove his weird, long tongue into your mouth bc that's...how he kisses you, so
he might doze off a bit for a while
purrs in his sleep when he feels you hold him
any noise in the night will alarm him and you will probably have to grab his arm or w/e to keep him inside. it is safest inside; but it is hard for him to relax bc he does not want any threat around you
herbert west
goes to bed at a certain time or a random time due to him being a workaholic freak
showers each night, puts on his night clothes
kisses you deep and tugs you tightly to him, muttering into your ear just how much he needs you, how much he wants you here
he knows he's...like how he is, and in the past he did not make it clear how much he NEEDS you with him
sleeps on his back but ends up tangled up with you in like 45 minutes.
he talks in his sleep. not loudly, he literally mutters his own notes.
First Kiss (Thomas Hewitt/GN!Reader)
He was holding your hand. He was holding your hand, like he always did, but this day, his heart raced. He..
"You okay, Tommy?"
That made him snap out of it. He looked over and nodded, giving a small smile. He squeezed your hand and stared at his feet. You were..
Everything, to him. You were the sun, you were the sweetest person to him, you were everything he could possibly want, and he wanted. You. He wanted to hold you, to keep you close to him, forever. He shivered. What if you didn't..want that..?
A giggle of yours snapped it out of him and he looked down at you; He towered over you. You bent down and stood back up, a frog in your hand. He smirked. His eyes sparkled. You...were so beautiful, always, yes, but the current moonlight made you shine so much to him. Even with a frog in your hand. Cool frog, though.
You let the frog hop off into the grass and leaned against him. You sighed, and he perked up.
"We..uh, we...know each other- For a while- I...Thomas-"
His chest felt tight. He was starting to panic. You sounded scared?
"Thomas, I, um..." You let go of his hand and stood in front of him, looking at his feet for what seemed like hours before looking at his...big, beautiful brown eyes you loved.
"...Thomas-"
You bit your lip and squirmed before hugging his sides and kissing his lips. He jumped; But didn't move.
You shot away and started crying out apologies before he cupped your jaw and pressing his lips to yours. You shook, but leaned in and hugged his neck. Thomas let out a soft sigh.
You both parted and your face burned as he gazed down at you; And you buried your face in his chest. A chuckle rumbled in his chest against your cheek, and he kissed the top of your head. He tapped your shoulder in a way.
"OH- Right- It's late, let's. Let- Bed."
Thomas grunted and hoisted you up, laughing to himself as you yelped. He carried you to HIS room, sitting on the bed and kissing your forehead. He wants to sleep with you, in his bed.
You blinked a bit but smiled, tugging his apron off and tossing it aside before you both scooted onto the bed, under the blanket. Thomas took you into his arms and sighed. He muttered something, but you got it.
"..I love you too."
Thomas Hewitt : Schooltime Friend Blurb 3 (High School)
You were both inseparable, students and teachers knew. You were both glued to each other.
You grew up together, you learned together. You both knew you couldn't do without one another.
Thomas never spoke, but you made his chest feel kinda funny...
A dance came up again at your school and you sighed when you saw the posters.
"Why do we always have to have some sort of...dance each year? What's the point of these things..?" You huffed out. Thomas shrugged and looked at his feet.
He didn't like the dances..no one ever asked him to dance before you. He liked dancing with you at his house. The dances WERE pretty dumb. The music was annoying.
Thomas grabbed your hand and looked to the side before putting your hand to his chest...his way of asking you to dance with him.
You smiled. "Of course, Tommy. You know I'll always want to dance with you."
Your heart started to race. His heart started to race.
....You have a crush on your best friend. You have a-
You snapped out of it when the bell rang.
"Oh shoot- Science, let's go, Tommy." You kept his hand in yours as you both rushed to your classroom.
Hours Later
"I think that teacher might hate me.." you mumbled, making Thomas tilt his head.
"Think about it! I do my best and he's just...so mean, like, all the time..I dunno..." You trailed off. Thomas squeezed your hand. You squeezed back.
You arrived at his house. Luda greeted you as always and had dinner all ready to go. Charlie was...present, but his usual self. However he did say how he loved you in the house. That was nice.
After dinner you and Thomas helped clean up.
"Thank you sweetie for bein' so kind around here. I'll see you tomorrow," Luda mused as she went to her room.
You nodded and bit your lip. Thomas looked at you.
"...You...wanna dance?" You asked, and got a shy nod.
The both of you retreated to the backyard, awkwardly at first but steadily melting into a small, soft dance with one another.
"Thomas.."
He looked down.
"I..uh..."
You leaned up and kissed him before burrowing into his chest.
He was frozen for a good long while before stroking your hair and attempting to get you to look up again.
"Sorr-" He gently kissed you before you could get your apology out.
"...Oh..I.."
He blinked at you with those big, beautiful brown eyes.
"...Nothing." You leaned into his chest. "We should probably go to sleep."
Thomas nodded and walked you to his room, tucking you in next to him. You smiled.
"I...I love you, Thomas."
He purred and hugged you close. You knew what he meant.
blurb: how the slashers sleep w reader (leatherface)
bubba sawyer:
contrary to how he might starfish, the opposite
he curls into a ball to feel safe by himself
with you, he grabs you like an octopus.
you are his snuggable
you wake up and it is with him kissing you
thomas hewitt:
cant sleep without you. refuses it.
he sleeps in the shape of a plank. perfect room for you to cuddle him. his arm is always wrapped around you, and youre snuggled
cant sleep sometimes even if you are asleep
wakes up before you always and just admires you
kisses you a lot awake or not awake
every cuddle is so special to him
Hello! I'd like to request a slasher matchup if you're still taking requests :)
I'm 5'7", INFP last time I checked, I'm fairly pale with freckles dusting the bridge of my nose and cheeks, I've got wavy (curly on a good day) darker auburn hair that sits past my shoulders a little, brown eyes, and 0g stretched ears. I'm very "y'allternative" both music and clothing wise. I grew up on a farm and have lived on farms most of my life. I'm a cat parent to three adorable kitties. I enjoy gardening, baking, and watching (horror) movies. I also have an unhealthy obsession with big, beefy, country men. My default summer outfit is a pair of handcut jean shorts, a tank top, and my boots. Most of the time though, I'm usually in some very comfy pajamas/sweats, drinking sweet tea, and relaxing/napping (I'm God's sleepiest soldier). I've been told I'm very sweet natured, caring, and motherly. I'm kinda quiet around new people, but once I'm comfortable I never shut up and I have a tendency to act childish and silly and just have a good time in general.
i am matching you with...Thomas Hewitt! (i got no clue what those tests mean sorry)
he loves your freckles. sometimes when you're both tired he'll pretend to trace them with his fingertip; and when he's comfortable after a while, tug his mask down to kiss them.
you're shorter than him but who isn't in this family? he's enormous
you got a thing for big beefy men? welp, thomas. he's one of the beefiest. and the cutiest.
luda adores you as well! you're a fine conversation source, as well as help around the house
charlie loves you too. in his way.
you're basically luda maes favorite, hands down. you keep her young.
she will often make you and thomas accompany each other with farm chores
he will absolutely show his strength off to you during chores but pretend like he isn't doing that to impress you
When things aren't being prepared or anything he will insist on letting you sleep in. He's even snuck in to shyly give you an extra blanket more than once. He thought you looked beautiful in your sleep.
Thomas is very reserved by default so your silly nature kind of broke him out of a shell he did not know he had at first, so he nervously tried something else with you
Good thing you never stop talking, Luda loves that
Come find me!
GN!Reader/Bubba Sawyer
You laughed a bit and even tripped, taking a breath and sitting behind a tree. Your boyfriend stomped around the woods, you heard him. He started squealing. This was a way of his to "call" your name.
You heard him stomp around a bit, squeaking, whining. This was hide and seek, though. You bit your lip.
Bubba was getting..anxious, though, like you thought he would so you hefted up one of the rocks you took with you and tossed it in a nearby place; Making him jump.
He squeaked your name-ish as he went to check it out, but got nothing. When he found you weren't there he actually just sat down and let out a sound.
Okay..Maybe...
"BUBBA," you echoed from a tree. He launched up.
"BUBBA, come find me!"
He charged up and stomped in all directions; Disappointed..until he actually rushed AT you, making you squeal.
"YA FOUND ME," you wheezed.
Bubba gripped you and mumbled his grievances.
"Sorry.."
He mumbled something again, ending it with a long kiss, then dragging you to dinner.
"Okay I won't, I won't."
He garbled, adamantly.
"Promise!"
..He nodded and kissed you before setting down for dinner.
texas too hot......
check out my very handsome mug. i have an assortment of very cool mugs and this one is obviously a favorite
Can I please get a match up? I’m a 5 foot nothing, plump chick with wavy, brown shoulder length hair. My eyes are grey and I wear glasses. I enjoy cooking and get told I’m pretty good at it, baking sweets is my favorite. I’m pretty reserved until I get to know someone but once I’m attached I’m one of the most loyal friends anyone could ask for. I’m a bit of a mother hen and I like making sure the people I care about are taken care of. My birthday is the day before Halloween and I’m a Scorpio.😊
I match you with… Thomas Hewitt!
You think you’re reserved? Try this boy. Y’all two met under odd circumstances, but the more that the Hewitts kept you around, the more they wanted to let you live. Thomas never got to interact with a woman who didn’t end up becoming dinner, so he was constantly skittish and shy around you. Sometimes avoiding you altogether.
Even though he was a good foot and a half taller than you were, he felt small whenever you looked at him. Something about you made him feel… something he couldn’t figure out. Why was his heart always racing when you were in the same room??
It took about a month, but you slowly warmed up to your new family. Luda Mae absolutely LOVED having you in the kitchen. She adored having someone to talk to on a regular basis besides Henrietta. And the fact that you loved baking? Lord have mercy.
One of the few times you were cooking, Thomas came up from the basement and you called him over to taste the chili you were working on. His eyes were glued to the floor the whole time, but he made a noticeably happy sound when he tried your cooking (even though he felt silly afterwards).
Stomaching where the meat came from was difficult at first. But in that house you either get used to it or become it.
You constantly caught Thomas and Hoyt sneaking your baked goodies, shooing them away before they ate them all. They both got a little bit rounder around their middles, too..
Since it was… well, Texas, and the Hewitt property, Halloween was very low-impact on the family. Still though, you kept a little bit of holiday spirit in the old house, making Halloween based desserts for everyone (pumpkin pie, ghost shaped cookies, etc). Now everyone kind of looked forward to it.
Thomas always had a bad habit of not taking care of himself. Once you moved in though, you were havin’ none of it. You made sure he bathed on a regular basis, brushed his hair, teeth, etc. He had very little clothing, and most of it was always filthy, so when you did his laundry he wound up sitting next to the washer in pj pants and no shirt, with you scrubbing his clothes, his whole face as red as a tomato.
It took him a while to properly get acquainted with you and with his lack of speech, it frustrated him often when he tried to communicate with you. You picked up on what he was trying to get across to you quickly though, so in the end he felt a lot better about it.
One day you had caught him without his mask on. He was mortified. He went without seeing you for days. It took a bit of doing, and a LOT of patience, but you managed to convince him that even with his lack of a nose, and damaged skin, you still liked the big guy.
From then on Thomas was glued to your side. No one ever complimented him like you did. No one ever spoke to him with such a beautiful voice. He was smitten. And it was very, very obvious.
Every night before bed, you would read to him. This often lead to him grabbing your arm and looking up at you with those big, beautiful eyes, and cuddling him to sleep. It became a ritual to him.
Whenever he had a particularly hard day, he would lumber over to you and pick you up, sitting on the couch with you in his lap for at least an hour. His face buried in your hair, or neck, just breathing with his eyes shut until he was ready to face the rest of the day.
uh, okay whoa. tumblr is deleting all asks i send to drafts to write for later dont.. get whats going on with that. so. i guess i have to keep requests in my inbox for now?? this is… ridiculous but alright. i’ve lost a few slasher matchups drafts doing this so um if you’ve sent me something re-submit it i guess?
or just submit whatever i’ll get back to you
its 3:38 am and i just saw a ghostface cosplayer pole dancing to “she’s dancing like a stripper” fuck is going on
