#multi slasher

Aw, Thank you! Woof, I haven't gotten a mutli-slasher ask in a while. *cracks knuckles* Let's do this! (Also, you didn't specify who, so I just chose my favorites.)

Thomas Hewitt: Tommy looks at the man hanging from the hooks, feeling rage bubbling within his gut. He had been a handsome blond who felt the need to make a gross comment about your body. Tommy knew he was destined to be cattle, but it seems as though someone had gotten to him first. That just pissed him off even more.

"Hey," The sound of your voice startles him. You walk out from behind the blubbering idiot, apron tied around your torso, wiping your hands. "It was hell getting him up there, but I think I did ok. Mind helping me process?" You ask, flashing him one of your winning smiles. Tommy blink, slowly coming to terms with what's happening. He nods, taking the meat cleaver you offered him, the pretty boys' pleas falling on def ears. If Tommy had the mind to talk, he'd tell you in that moment he loved you. But something in him said you already knew.

Tex Sawyer: You were the one person Tex ordered Alfredo not to harass. You'd gotten a job at the gas station, he guessed in a last ditch effort to make some money. He was glad you'd had. You were perfect, and he had a hard time not flirting with you when he came in. Color him surprised when one day and enterprising thief decided to rob the place.

Before Tex or Alfredo could react, you leapt over the counter, surprising everyone. What happened next was a flurry of cuss words, flying fists, and brain matter on the floor. When you straiten up you still look a little unhinged, but damned in Tex didn't fall completely in love with you in that moment. "Bad day?" He asks. You shrug, giving the now dead thief a kick. "You could say that." Tex takes the bandana around his neck off and wipes some blood off your face. "Would you like to come to dinner?" He asks you. You smile, "I'd love to."

Hannibal Lecter: Hannibal pops the meat in his mouth, taking a moment to savor the familiar flavor of pork. He looks at you, surprised at the complexity of flavor you've managed to pull of. You pay him no mind, going through the case file he put in front of you. You, like Will Graham, were a specialist the FBI called on regularly. You'd been in the middle of lunch, offering him a plate of food as well.

"Who was he?" Lecter asked. Your intense eyes snapped to his. "Beg pardon?" He motions to the dish, "Who was he?" He asks again. You frown and go back to the case files. "And unimportant irritant in my life." You said, not bothering to hide the fact that you clearly fed him human meat. Hannibal takes another bit of the meal, inhaling in pleasure at the taste. "You must give me the recipe." You finally smile, eyes still not moving off the pictures in front of you. "I'll see to it that you get it Dr. Lecter."

Why all these slasher men gotta have such gorgeous hair??

Bo and Michael and Brahms with the curls 😍 Vincent with that whole mane 🥰 even Thomas with his waves 😘 want to wrap my fingers in it and give it a tug

Horny is literally always welcome here, wine consumption or not. I wish wine didn’t make me super sleepy, or I’d drink it more. I’ll stick to whiskey and girly cocktails lmfao

This has been sitting in my inbox for God's know how long, let's take a crack at it-

Michael is first, with a predictable stagnant reaction to your disgust. He walked in one day absolutely drenched in gore, dried blood on his hands and soaked deep into his clothes. He doesn't always enjoy a messy kill, but sometimes you hit a major artery, can't be helped. Your reaction to the coppery smell was a gag, reaching up to cover your mouth and nose before another wave hit you. This intrigued Michael, and he would walk over and firmly grasp your wrists, tearing your hands away from your face. He'd watch curiously behind the pale mask as your eyes teared up from the pressure building in your head, wondering what it was that was upsetting you. As soon as you retched again, your body threatening to spill your guts, he'd let go and step away. Blood is one thing, but he wasn't interested in getting what you had for lunch on him. In the future he'd still show up as dirty as he pleased, if only to catch your reaction again. But he'd never actually make you vomit.

On the other end we've got Bubba. This boy works with meat, and as a result he's often covered in bits and pieces of his latest carving. It's second nature to him to just be filthy, no one at the Sawyer house cares. The first time you reacted negatively to seeing blood he rushed over, worried you were sick, but when you waved a hand and explained in choppy breaths that it was the blood on his apron and the gore on his arms that made you ill, Bubba would throw his hands up to his face and rush off to change. The dramatic reaction would make you laugh, and you'd easily recover from your nausea as long as you didn't think about how Bubba got so covered in meat to begin with.

Jason is less likely to show up dirty without reason, so the first time you reacted badly he thought he'd done something wrong. After a quick explanation, he'd understand and back away immediately. From then on Jason would swear to change before he got home from a kill, or at least warn you before he came in.

Billy and Stu have different reactions. Billy wouldn't understand how even fake gore made you queasy. When you first turned away while the three of you watched a movie, Billy connected the dots immediately. "You don't like blood?" He'd ask, and Stu would chuckle and add "blood is half the fun!" It would take a bit for Billy to truly understand how your body reacted to such images, but he'd come around. Stu, on the other hand, would want to test your limits. He'd start small, shoving a paperclip in your face to gauge your reaction, and work his way up to gruesome images he found online. Eventually, when your reactions plateaued, he'd stop the dumb experiment, no longer entertained. He may apologize, he may not; you'll have to look for an apology in his actions rather than his words.

Brahms Heelshire does not bathe. At first, anyway...his stench is expected from a wall-dwelling man child, but your stomach can't handle it. You ask him if he knows how to draw a bath, and when he cringes and leans away from you you know you'we up for a fight. If he doesn't want to bathe, at least help him wipe clean with some alcohol wipes, like the ones used to clean the backside of babies. Tease him about this. Tell him these are meant for babies, not big boys like himself. This will eventually work, and Brahms will begin showering (if not taking a bath) more regularly.

Billy Lenz doesn't shower unless he wants to. Don't ask him to. He's used to people being nauseous because of him. When he DOES shower, however, Billy requires the UTMOST quality in his toiletries. Expensive shampoo, name brand body wash, and you bet your ass he uses lots of conditioner. Bath nights are the best nights that you and Billy share.

Jason

Gets 943549485973459843 blankets for you and keeps you inside near a fireplace. He’s not so warm himself, but he’ll keep close and make sure you don’t get too cold. 

Michael

He’s… Terrible at this stuff and you’re gonna have to be the one to seek comfort or warmth by him. However, once you latch on and nuzzle against him, Michael feels you shivering and will sometimes lay practically on top of you or bundle you up in his arms? Idk, again I really don’t think he’d (1) care or (2) know what to do

Bo

He sometimes makes fun of you for getting so cold, especially in Ambrose cause it’s literally hot there 360 days a year. However, he’s probably the most concerned one out of the slashers besides Billy/Stu, so he’d get you some warmer clothes and let you cuddle him for a while (or through the night)

Bily Lenz

He’d literally keep you in the attic. You’re cold? Well sucks for you!

Billy Loomis

He gives you his jacket/sweatshirt and will hold you cause he’s a good boyfriend

Stu Macher

Will pick you up and basically bundle you in his arms. He gives you all the blankets and lets you cuddle close to him, even sit on his lap. He hates seeing you cold cause you shiver really badly and he sometimes doesn’t know what to do

Brahms Heelshire

Vincent

•Will quietly and politely listen even when hes working when you need to info dump

•If you experience sensory overload Vincent will pick up on the subtle signs and quickly escort you away from the problem

•Overall a very understanding guy who wants to understand you

•May take an interest in one of your hyperfixations especially if it pertains to art Vincent may try to bond with you over it

•Will certainly make you art pieces pertaining to your current special interests

Bo

•Will think your hyperfixations are cute at first but once they start bothering you he won't know how to react or what to do

•Bo doesn't really understand whats up and you'll need to explain more

•Try not to info dump too much it tires him out and he's not exactly patient

•His attempts to comfort you during a sensory overload may unintentionally make it worse, Bo is a very physical person so that's his go to method

•The biggest help if you want help communicating better, he is the master of charm and charisma after all

•All in all he tries his best and his heart is in the right place

Bubba

•Bubba may be autistic himself as you notice him exhibiting some familiar behaviors

•Bubba understands what you mean completely when you explain things to him he is very caring and attentive to your needs

•Quickly notices signs of sensory overload and will share his favorite hiding spot with you, sitting quietly with you while you calm down

•He loves hearing you talk, infodump and rant all you want

•Bubba needs to stim too, often flapping his arms and will often stim with you if he sees you doing it

•Honestly the whole family ain't good with people don't worry too much about having poor social skills

Brahms

•Is always eager to learn something new! He will demand you tell him about your hyperfixations!

•If you experience sensory overload or otherwise get overwhelmed he will try to comfort you by taking you to his room and trying to get you to play with his toys, because that usually helps him when he's stressed

•No guests allowed! Social skills really aren't important to Brahms

•Overall gets excited when your interests change he sees it as an opportunity to learn new things and get closer to you

Jason

•Just wants you to be happy and comfortable let him know how he can help

•While Jason might not understand talk all you want if it makes you feel better he finds your voice comforting to its no problem

•Jason has a great memory and pays attention if he finds anything even remotely related to an obsession of yours he will proudly bring it to you

•Not sure how to help with sensory overload but tries to stay nearby if you need him

Freddy

•Tbh you don't even gotta tell him you are hyperfixated, he knows

•Try to infodump on him and you'll be met with "yes, yes sweetheart, I know"

•will absolutely change your dreams however you wish to help with your hyperfixations

•If you want to work on social skills Freddy will set up scenarios in your dreams to help you

•Freddy will make sure you don't experience sensory overload in your dreams

Norman

•Overwhelming anxiety? Sensory overload? Sit down and get comfy this sweetie will make you some tea

•Norman can listen to you talk for hours just don't get too loud or you'll stress him out

•He's not that great socially either, at least you can comfort each other

•Norman may make an effort to get invested in your hyperfixations and bond with you

•Just remember to take care of yourself! You somehow managed to get on his mothers good side and all it would take is forgetting to eat one time and mother will come out and take care of you being quite overbearing

•Sometimes Norman needs to stim too often rocking back and forth or pacing, he won't judge you at all for doing what you need to

Michael

•Michael has seen this type of behavior at smiths grove and worries you might end up there

•Not likely he'll take an interest in your hyperfixations, he knows they don't last and constantly doing new things is tiring

•Trusts that you know best on how to deal with your disorder

•Will probably stare blankly when you rant and infodump you can practically hear him mumble "okay, and what do you expect me to do with this information?"

•If Michael sees you getting overwhelmed he will whisk you away to a calm quiet place in like, .3 seconds

Jason Voorhees; daisies 

Against the soft breeze that whistled through thick pine, your dress flowed between your thighs. Your feet twisted the roots from blades of grass and your toes dug into the damp soil while you twirled and dipped under the dying sun, lifting your arms and feeling the energy of the forest overwhelming you in a haze of green and fresh rain. Sitting a few feet away from you with his soft fingers playing with the stem of a flower he had pulled from the ground, Jason dipped his chin in order to inspect the white petals with fascination. You stopped dancing with a smile spreading your lips, tilting your head to the side with curiosity before dropping to your knees after moving towards the broad-shouldered deadman and brushing your fingers across his green-tinted knuckles. Seeing that he held a daisy, dirt dusted in between the lines of his stiff palms and bunched beneath his chipped nails, a breath left your lungs in the form of a sigh and you settled forward, leaning to the side while Jason watched your movements, observing you picking more flowers, which you then bunched in your hand and began to poke the stems of through the holes of his mask. Jason breathed in, the smell of the flowers sweet and faint, but there as suddenly, all he could smell were the flowers, and on the outside, your chest tightened. Clasping his hands and giving them a slight squeeze, you pushed yourself up and pressed a kiss to the top of his plastic mask, feeling the soft petals brush your lips. 

Bo Sinclair; 6:45 pm

Brahms: Brahms doesn’t mind it. In fact, he’ll probably help you pick it out. He likes it more because he can just make out your features in the gloom, and damn do you look beautiful.

Michael: Hates it. He already can’t sleep, why are you making it harder for him. If you absolutely have to have the nightlight, then you two will be sleeping in separate rooms. Nothing personal babe, but a man needs to sleep when he can.

Jason: Whelp…its kinda hard to have a nightlight in the middle of the forest. But he’ll keep a lantern on for you. Luckily, he doesn’t need sleep at all, so he makes sure to watch it so it doesn’t the cabin down.

Bubba: Oh thank God, you like nightlights too. Bubba is terrified of the dark, so he likes to sleep with one. It makes him feel so safe knowing you’re next to him for cuddles and the light keeps the monster under the bed, right where it belongs.