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Pookie I'm so sorry to dump this but could I request a musical or movie Beej (i have many nicknames for him) comforting a burnt out s/o plz? My next two weeks about to be so busy with theater stuff and I am not ready to 😭 so if you can tie that in that be awsome but if not dw at all i completely get it- forever in your walls ❤️/p

YES OFC!! anything for you pookie🩷 (fanfic rizz) /p

Beetlejuice x gn reader (sfw)

tw: none

honestly doesnt get it but he knows that humans are weird so just let him know if you need help or space and hes on it

will try to help but hes a goober so yeah

tries to cheer you up and get you back to being peppy and cheerful

will help you out as much as he can if hes able to do so

lots of cuddles and such

doesnt know what to do but brings you food if and when you need it

makes sure you drink water

tries to lighten the load of stress so you can relax a bit and get back on track

Hi there! I’m a huge fan of Musical!Beetlejuice, or all versions of my Bug in general, and I also openly practice witchcraft! Was wondering if maybe I could request a little Drabble about Beetlejuice watching an AFAB!Reader practice some Witchcraft? Maybe a spell or a tarot reading! (: just something real cute :3

YES OMG,, i practice witchcraft too so im happy i get to write abt it in an ask!! sorry if its short im just really tired rn

Beetlejuice x gn reader (sfw)

tw: none

He loves the drawings on the tarot cards

asks you anything he can think of to be annoying /pos

steals buys supplies for you

doesnt really believe in witchcraft but hey, you do so whats the harm in letting you do a reading for him? (he got a vibe check from that reading and never wants to do it again but wont tell you bc hes stubborn asf)

he will put your crystals in his mouth because they look yummy (i cant blame him)

has ingested most every spice you use in your practice

hes like a cat i swear

I'm always here pookie dw, plus we mutuals so Tumblr law says we are bonded, if you do want a rq tho I always love more Beebs, maybe him with a chubby partner? OOO! If you want an extra big bad ask maybe multiple boiz? Idk if you do Micheal and Bubba but if you do maybe throw them on that? -forever yours, wall anon/lh /hj

ilysm pookie (platonic) also question,, who or what is beebs??? please tell me im so confused also if you specify in another ask i can try to write it/them- AND OFC I WRITE FOR MICHAEL AND BUBBA THEYRE MY BABYGIRLS 🩷🩷🩷🩷

btw sorry im only doing bubba for this one since its been a hot minute since i got a request and im busy

Bubba x chubby gn reader (sfw)

warnings: none

Bubba

if youre ever wanting to lose weight and he figures that out he will 100% chase you around an abandoned area bc thats the only way he can really help you out (he wont hurt you, he just likes the thrill of a good chase plus running can help lose weight so win win)

if you like your body the way it is then he does too

he wants to see you happy bc it makes him happy

if hes in a certain mood he will cuddle up to you like a cat and lay his head on your tummy or chest 🩷🩷

when he gets to know you better he gives you hugs and masked kisses

he loves your body just the way it is

if his brothers say anything abt your weight expect an angry tantrum with lots of squealing entirely aimed at them

loves cuddles but its texas so it gets uncomfy fast

sorry if this is short im really tired rn and im busy with personal stuff

Still in your walls but now asking for a Beetlejuice with a touchstarved s/o? I mean we all know how touch starved he is and all but that's to touches he's initiated, so with a s/o that goes outta there way for those soft touches instead? I think it'll blow his mind..if he has one. Still cam be sfw can be nsfw whatever vibes just- yush

you gotta leave my walls at some point tbh but you can stay as long as you like just dont make too much noise lol but yes i love writing for beetlejuice so ofc, plus i love the people in my walls soooo

Beetlejuice x GN Reader (slightly suggestive)

tw: if you squint it gets a tiny bit suggestive but its not descriptive

hes shocked to say the least

i mean, you? being nice and giving him sweet touches?

hes losing his mind if thats even possible

yeah hes a horny bastard (/pos) but that doesnt mean he doesnt appreciate (love) the softer attention you give him

soft kisses all over his face are the best in his opinion

loves back scratches btw

honestly hes kinda like a cat, he usually loves affection but on a rare occasion he wants a little bit of space but he communicates that so dont take it personally

loves having his hair played with honestly

100% up for cuddles but that might get a little spicy (idk what youd expect from him lol)

he gets turned on easily so do what you want with that information

will always fall asleep on you first when youre watching movies together late at night

since youre so soft with him he tones down his energy a bit

WRITING FOR DBD I SEE 👀

UM UM UM may I request Charlotte Deshayes dating headcanons? Dw I don’t expect any nsfw of her! If not that’s totally fine! Thank you so so much if you do!

OMG YES I AM THANK YOU btw ive never written anything for charolette but im so excited that i finally got to!!! sorry if its short btw

charolette deshayes (dead by daylight) x reader sfw

tw: none

okay so since youre dating her it means that she trusts you around her brother so dont fuck that up ♡

shes really nice once you get to know her but until then shes honestly sarcastic as hell

she has a resting bitch face but honestly that just adds to her as a person

she isnt a huge fan of physical affection but she will hold your hand and kiss you occasionally and if you ask her really nicely once youre further into your relationship she'll cuddle you

when you go against her in a trial she'll be nice to you and let you escape through hatch since she cant bring herself to kill you even if she knows that you'll still be alive after the match

The Huntress (dead by daylight) dating headcanons *sfw and nsfw*

requested: no

tw: smut

sfw headcanons

dating anna is honestly really nice, shes loving, protective, and extremely caring

she helps you do stuff around the cabin like cooking and cleaning

she makes the best meat based dishes (mostly consists of deer and lamb meat)

if you garden itd be great because then youd have meat and vaggies to eat, possibly fruit too if thats what youre growing

she takes care of you in a motherly way, even if youre older than her

loves to cuddle with you, she loves how shes bigger than you (it makes her feel like she can protect you easier)

if you have hobbies like knitting or sewing and you make her a sweater or a shirt she will wear it around the cabin but not outside because she doesnt want to get it dirty

loves to pepper your face in kisses

will 100% kill for you if you ask her to, no questions asked

loves to be the big spoon while cuddling

sings around the house, wether ots her lullaby or something else, she sings and hums her heart out

if you have periods she will try her best to help you out by getting you the stuff you need

if youre trans she makes sure you feel validated (will 100% slaughter anyone who misgenders you on purpose♡)

loves to give massages, especially if you have chronic pain (like me), if it helps you feel better she'll massage you as much as you need

if you had a rough day she loves to cuddle you and comforts you while you rant

if she feels any strong emotion, wether shes excited or mad or anything else, she speaks russian

loves having her hair brushed, if you have her sit down and you brush or play with her hair she melts in your arms

nsfw headcanons

shes on top 90% of the time and you cant convince me shes not

she definitely sits on your face if you let her

has a mommy kink (not in a mdlg/mdlb way or anything like that, just enjoys being called mommy)

shes willing to try anything once but refuses to make you bleed unless its period sex

she gives amazing head

she doesnt shave at all (its the middle of the woods and you guys live in a cabin, what do you expect)

she doesnt care if you shave or not as long as you have good hygiene down there (and in general)

will overstimulate you until you physically cant cum anymore (you guys have a safeword in case it gets to be too much)

very respectful of boundaries, especially if youre self consious

she doesnt mind using toys in bed

speaking of which, she definently has a pink 8 inch strap on and a vibrator

loves to praise you, especially when you eat her out

lots of pausing to praise you and kiss your inner thighs when she gives you head

will fuck you anywhere (inside and outside) as long as youre okay with it

shes loud in bed, lots of groans and cursing under her breath about how good it feels

when shes close to cumming she gets very verbal and speaks in russian

her favorite position is riding and doggystyle (wether youre male or female)

billy lenz (black christmas 1974) nsfw alphabet

requested: no

tw: smut

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he tries to clean you both off but he doesnt do much other than grab a rag and wipe off any cum

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

he likes his hands since he knows how useful they are

he likes your ass since it jiggles when you guys fuck

C= Cum (anything that has to do with cum basically)

hes gross and perverted, cums anywhere on you and cums alot, if you edge him long enough it will get in your hair from how hard he cums

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

likes to watch you fuck yourself, just know youll get endless phone calls of him teasing you and being a bitch until the next time you fuck

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

he knows what to do, he just isnt sure how to do it

F= Favorite position

reverse cowgirl if youre on top

doggystyle if hes on top

(he likes to look at your ass alot)

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

hes kinda goofy when you have sex, he uses alot of pet names too

H= Hair (grooming habits)

he doesnt shave because 'its annoying to keep up with' (he knicked his balls once when he tried to shave and will never do it again)

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

hes rough and dirty when you fuck, he'll spit on you as well as choke and degrade you, hell throatfuck you and cum down your throat and on your face, he'll dig his nails into you wherever he can grab

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

he jacks off alot, yeah he has you but you cant always be at the sorority house and even if you are there, he likes to call you and tease you

K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

choking, degrading, s&m, pet names, biting, spitting, dacryphyllia, praise, impact play, teasing, phone sex

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

anywhere as long as youre home alone

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick)

he loves to watch you go about your day, waiting for the perfect time to call you and get you hot and bothered, especially if its inconvienient for you

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

he'll try anything

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

he likes recieving but he loves giving, he loves the way you taste and the way you squirm when you get close

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

hes fast and rough but he only lasts 2-3 rounds

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

he loves quickies so much, he'll fuck you so many times throughout the day

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

he loves the risk of getting caught, especially if you're loud, he'll fuck you in your room and in the attic and on your desk

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

he can go for 2-3 rounds back to back and they last about 20 minutes each

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

he loves toys, he'll use them on you and he lets you use them on him

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

he doesnt like getting teased but he loves teasing you (hes a brat and secretly likes being teased but only a little bit)

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

hes loud, he makes noises and uses pet names for you (he still talks in third person though)

W= Wild card (nsfw headcanon of any sort)

he'll let you peg him but you have to convince him to let you do that

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

6.5 inches fully hard and kinda skinny but really veiny

Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)

his sex drive is through the roof omg

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

he'll half ass aftercare and then fall asleep right after

bubba (dead by daylight) nsfw alphabet

requested:no

Tw: smut

A/N: bubbas one of my favorite characters so this will be longer

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He tries his best to be comforting after sex, especially since hes self consious and wants to make sure youre okay even if you were on top

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

He likes his arms the best since he knows theyre strong

he loves every part of you but if he had to choose itd be your stomach

C= Cum (anything that has to do with cum basically)

Hes usually not messy but if hes had a rough day hed cum on your thighs and stomach

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

while hes a killer he can get very self consious of his body and doesnt mind if you top him half the time

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

hes not very experienced,, like he knows how to have sex but he doesnt at the same time? like he knows the basis of how it works but he doesnt know all the details if that makes sense

F= Favorite position

if youre on top he prefers riding since he knows that you have control of the situation and he feels like he wont crush you but if hes on top its missionary since he gets to see every expression you make and the way his cock forces a slight bulge in your stomach

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

after he gets comfortable with you, he can be pretty goofy sometimes, especially if thats how you are during sex

H= Hair (grooming habits)

Hes not groomed, we all know that. hes from texas and hes busy back at the sawyer household. he doesnt have time for keeping himself kept down there and he honestly didnt think that hed ever have sex with someone like you so he never bothered trimming anything

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

he tries his best to be intimate but hes not from a household that really shows love in any way other than providing food so he ends up being rougher

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

like ive said earlier, hes busy and doesnt really have time to jack off, plus he has you so he doesnt really need to

K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

praise, oral fixation, pegging, breeding

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

he prefers to have sex in private areas, he doesnt want anyone to see whats his

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick)

if you wear something skin tight hes gonna be dragging you to a secluded area within seconds

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

if he sees you crying or youre in pain hed stop completely even if youre okay, he doesnt want to hurt you even accidentally, if youre not in pain youd have to convince him that youre okay before hed continue

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

he loves giving and recieving, he might not be the best at giving but hell try his best and would take critisism as long as youre nice about it

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

he goes at a normal pace but hes rough with his thrusts, if hes pent up he wont last as long but if hes not he can go aout 2-3 rounds

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

he doesnt like quickies, he likes to make love with you and he cant do that if hes rushed

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

hell try some things but youll have to talk to him about it first

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

he can go 2-3 rounds and they can last from 15-30 minutes

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

hes fine with using toys but if you want to use them on him youll have to make sure hes okay with it and talk to him multiple times to reassure him that you wont hurt him

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

hes pretty fair and if he cums before you hell eat you out or fuck you until you cum as well

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

he whines, grunts, groans, any noise you think of hes made it in bed, and he is loud too

W= Wild card (nsfw headcanon of any sort)

if you let him hed eat your ass and vice-versa, he also wouldnt mind fucking your ass either

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

he grew up eating lots of protein so id say hes around 6-7 inches and girthy as fuck, hes uncircumcised and hes got 1 prominent vein on the bottom of his dick thats really sensitive too

Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)

hecan go at it whenever, hes always a little bit horny for you so if you mention that you wanna have sex hes down too

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

hell try his best to clean you up first but having sex takes it out of him if hes on top so hed fall asleep right after he finishes making you comfortable

michael myers (dead by daylight) nsfw alphabet

requested: no

Tw: smut

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

michael wont stick around after sex, your on your own to clean up

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

he likes his arms because he knows how strong he is

his favorite body part of yours is your neck because he loves the sounds you make when he chokes you

C= Cum (anything that has to do with cum basically)

he will cum anywhere but prefers to creampie you, he likes the way his cum drips from your overly used hole

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

he loves it if you try to fight back but hell never show it

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

hes not very experienced but he learns fast

F= Favorite position

missionary, he loves how he can see himself thrusting in and out of you, he also likes that he can choke you and see your facial expressions

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

hes serious, not because hes a dick or anything, he just struggles to laugh if you crack a joke and doesnt see the point in being aything but serious during sex

H= Hair (grooming habits)

he isnt groomed and he doesnt care if thats what you prefer. hes never had the time to focus on that and youll just have to accept it

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

hes rough with you, he only really has sex to get himself off but he will subconsiously learn what you like and will eventually get you off too

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

he doesnt really jack off, why would he need to now that he has you?

K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

dacryphyllia (crying), knifeplay, bdsm, choking, manhandling, hair pulling, primal play, voyeurism, cnc

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

anywhere, as long as youre the last survivor

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick)

he gets off on stalking and chasing you, especially if you put up a good fight

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

hell try anything once, but you have to suggest it

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

he prefers recieving because he knows hes in control. if you ask him really nicely im sure hell eat you out though

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

he goes fast and hard, he has really high stamina so i hope youre ready for at least 6 rounds and then some after he gives you a break

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

he prefers to take his time with you but wont tyrn down the oppertunity to have a quicky

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

he will try new things but you have to suggest something first for him to consider it

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

hes got really high stamina so he can definently go 6-7 rounds without a break, but if he takes a break its 10-12 rounds

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

hes not a fan of toys but if you want them hell let you use them on yourself

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

he'll tease you but he wont tease himself or let you tease him

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

the most youll hear from him is panting and the occasional groan, hes not loud by any means

W= Wild card (nsfw headcanon of any sort)

he would absolutely take photos of you after youre all fucked out

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

11 inches hard, 7 inches soft and hes girthy with afew larger veins un the bottom and sides. his dick also hangs a little bit even when hes fully hard (good luck♡)

Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)

his sex drive isnt super high but if he sees you doing something hell get hard from watching you while youre oblivious

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

im not sure he sleeps at all actually but no he doesnt sleep afterwards, he just gets up and leaves to do something else

Michael Myers (RZ adaptation) Dating headcanons *sfw and nsfw*

Requested: no

Tw: smut, mentions of knifeplay and other taboo kinks

Sfw headcanons

We all know he doesnt talk so if he wants something he scribbles it down on a piece of paper or whatevers avaliable

Hes not a huge fan of being touched without him initiating it first unless hes having a good day but those are few and far between (especially around halloween) so try and keep your hands to yourself

He wont comort you much if at all unless youre really struggling with something, the most you can expect from him is a hand on your shoulder and a head tilt

If you cook for him he will love you forever because of it

Speaking of cooking, he definently prefers savory or sweet

If you really like music he will listen to it with you unless its really loud or fast paced

if you like soft rock then good news, so does he! hes okay with any music honestly and wont judge you (too much) for your preferences

if you dress alternatively you can expect him to bring you clothes/accessories from his victims as a gift! it makes him happy if you wear his gifts around the house and in general

he will let you kiss him without his mask eventually, but for a while he wont take off his mask or lift it up for you (i hope you like kissing rubber)

Nsfw headcanons

hes definently packing, like 9-10 inches at least

he goes hard and fast and lasts 6-7 rounds back to back

he will fuck you anywhere anytime

doesnt enjoy using toys in general unless you ask beg him to let you use them but he only lets use them on yourself

will not let you top him like ever, he likes being in control of you in bed

hes into knife play, blood play, dacryphyllia (crying), overstimulation, cnc, biting

loves watching you fuck yourself, especially if you dont notice him at first

ghostface (dead by daylight) nsfw alphabet

requested: no

Tw: smut

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Danny isnt a very comforting person in general but if he was extra rough on you during sex that night he would clean you up with whatever he had lying around. Other than that youre on your own

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

he loves your hips. he loves grabbing then when he fucks you stupid from behind

he loves his hands because he can tease you relentlessly with them

C= Cum (anything that has to do with cum basically)

hes disgusting when cum is involed. he will cum on your face, chest, stomach, back, etc. he absolutely loves seeing you covered in his cum.

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

he would let you peg him occasionally but you wouldnt be able to waterboard that out of him

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

before he was taken in the fog he had quite afew partners and hookups so he definently knows quite afew things

F= Favorite position

he loves missionary and doggystyle for different reasons. missionary because he loves seeing your face contort with pleasure, doggystyle because he loves the way your ass jiggles with each unrelenting thrust

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

he can be goofy on occasion, but usually he just wants to focus o getting you both off

H= Hair (grooming habits)

he keeps himself pretty trimmed

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

he loves being rough with you but if youre both tired he'll be more slow and senual and actually make love to you

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

why would he jack off when he has you?

K= Kink (kinks what they like)

knifeplay

bloodplay

dacryphyllia (crying)

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

anywhere and everywhere

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick)

anything can get him going, wether its your voice, your shirt riding up a little bit, etc. hes a horny mf so i hope youre prepared

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

hes down to try anything once but he will not do anything involving piss and scat

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

while hes great at giving head, he prefers to receive since it means he can fuck your throat

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

hes pretty fast paced and can last 3-4 rounds in bed without any breaks

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

most of the sex you guys have consists of quickies, but if he gets you alone hes not going to pass up the opportunity to take his time with you

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

he lives for the risk, especially if theres a chance you two could get caught

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

3-4 rounds

each round lasts 10-15 minutes

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

he will absolutely use vibrators on you but if you want any other toys you would have to persuade him to buy them

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

hes such a fucking tease, he loves to edge you and overstimulate you

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

usually he just grunts and curses under his breath but when he gets tired or close to cumming he gets loud and fully moans

W= Wild card (nsfw headcanon of any sort)

if you ever get the chance to top him he will absolutely whimper

X= X-ray (what’s down below or in their pants)

hes pretty big honestly

when hes soft its around 4-5 inches

when hes fully hard its 8.5 inches and girthy (1.5 inches girth)

Y= Yearning (sex drive level)

hes a horny piece of shit so i hope youre ready to get fucked whenever the chance shows itself

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

if hes just doing a quickie he doesnt fall asleep afterwards

if hes having a full session with you hes out like a light before he even pulls out of you

hiii.. i was wondering if u could do a beetlejuice x masc!reader?? they're kinda hard for me to find-

yes ofc! sorry if its a little ooc, i havent watched beetlejuice in a hot minute

Beetlejuice x masc! reader slightly suggestive

he would mostly treat you the same as everyone else tbh

he would try to be nicer and not play as many crude pranks on you

would absolutely be alot hornier around you though unless its an issue for you, then hed try to be respectful of that

would definently show affection with physical touch but if thatd be an issue for you it would be gift giving

he would totally love to do your favorite activities with you or watch you do them if its something such as knitting

would ask hella questions about what your doing if youre knitting or doing something like that, especially if youre multi-tasking by watching tv

loves to learn about your hobbies

if you like people watching he would 100% do it with you

wouldnt help around the house that much unless you bribed him iykwim

again, sorry if its short and ooc, its been a minute since i watched the movie

Heyyy! I saw your ask box was open and was wondering if you would be okay with writing Ghistface (Billy or Stu /or both\) x plus size fem reader? Just a bit off fluff and some love shared. Maybe featuring a movie date??

yes i can! im writing this on mobile so sorry if the format is wonky ^3^

Billy loomis and Stu Macher x plus size fem! reader fluff

'Movie Night'

The three of you would decide hang out one day in the summer and decide to have a movie night!

Billy and You would try to pick a scary movie for you three to watch together while Stu made popcorn and fetched some drinks

After you pick the movie you three would be in a cuddle puddle on the couch talking about the movie together

if you got scared and jumped they would both laugh a little and cover your face in kisses and hold your hands

one thing they both absolutely love about you is that youre warm and soft and very fun to cuddle, especially when watching their favorite shared genre

after multiple movies it gets late and the three of you all fall asleep together on the couch, still cuddling and loving every second of it, even when youre catching some good rest

sorry if this was short, i just started writing afew days ago, i hope you like it!

im so delulu bc i fully believe that my fictional crushes would love me and not try to kill me

Hey, is there a movie or show where the slasher/killer ends up with the final girl (or boy even)? It's a really popular trope in like fandom and fanfic but as far as I know it doesn't exist in official media form... Does anyone know anything like that? Something like, the killings were somewhat justified and as such the survivor falls for the killer or something. Idk idk just thinking.

If not, then what's a really good fic with that trope? I don't really care if it's from a random fandom I know nothing about lol I just want to see the concept actually executed (extra points if it's lgbt!!!)

Also I just got into horror movies bc I'm quite squeamish lmao (watched Jennifer's body and loved it) so if anyone has a recommendation I'd appreciate trigger warnings :))

YAYY MORE LESTER FAN FICC🥳

Ok hear me out bc this has been in my mind for a minute. Lester secretly toying and touching reader in the truck while someone is standing outside the truck, be it Bo, some potential victim I just feel like he is the type

heatstroke.

( lester sinclair x fem!reader. )

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: lester sinclair x fem!reader.

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓: one-shot — requested.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 4.3K.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: SMUT! (mdni), public sex, risky location, vaginal fingering, fingering (f!feceiving), fingerfucking, spit as lube, dirty talk, praise, finger sucking, very mild coercion, lester is a bit of a pervert, bo sinclair cameo, obsessive/slightly creepy behavior from lester

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: listen ,,, you were onto something incredible when you requested this, this was so hot to write you don’t understand !!! lester is criminally underrated aaaaand this was so much hornier than I thought it’d be !! hope y’all enjoy! ❤️

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Summertime in Louisiana was akin to setting fire in a desert — humidity on top of an acrid, stifling heat. You didn’t have a clue as to why your friends dragged you all the way out here under the false pretense of a camping trip. In all actuality, they wanted to visit this town that wasn’t listed on any map — Ambrose.

The journey itself was treacherous, going through thick, endless woodlands, marshlands, and bogs before coming towards the town. It was just around the bend, a large chunk of the road missing, now consumed by swampwater, jagged rocks, and erosion. Your friend was confident that he could maneuver his truck through it — boy, was he wrong.

“It won’t make it,” Josie chimed, standing beside you as the both of you watched a pair of young men attempt to push the truck through the wash. The truck unceremoniously came to a grinding, screeching halt, tires partially buried within the mud. “Idiots.”

You kept quiet, idly smoothing your palms across the little, floral sundress you wore. You certainly weren’t dressed for camping — you had no interest. Going to Ambrose was supposed to be a ‘day out on the town’, with your desire being to look at small shops and simply enjoy the atmosphere.

“Maybe we should call somebody,” You piped up, nervously wringing your hands together. “There has to be a tow truck around, you think?” Anxiousness blossomed within the pit of your stomach, giving you a feeling of uncertainty. You wished that they would’ve just listened and tried to drive around it.

“Cut the shit, we don’t need a tow truck.” Josie’s boyfriend, Tate, growled in protest. Admittedly, you had no idea why you were out here in the staggering heat with these three. Tate and Josie had been your friends since high school, but Cody, the third boy, was simply here out of devotion to Josie. You were confident that there was something else going on.

Josie shot you an apologetic glance, but you had enough of watching them push at a truck that wasn’t moving anywhere whatsoever. With a begrudging sigh, you started down the dirt path in the direction of Ambrose, carefully stepping across rocks to avoid caking your boots in a layer of viscous mud.

“Where are you going?” Josie called out, and you simply waved your hand at her, dismissive of her concerns. You were sick and tired of being around the trio, anyway. A walk and a bit of fresh air would do you a world of good.

“Going to town to find somebody.” You replied, and continued walking, crossbody purse slung over your frame as you made the short trek into town. It seemed exceptionally lively — plenty of stores, the chattering ambiance of a quaint neighborhood, and vintage, neon signs that pointed you toward your destination.

You were delighted to discover the gas station and mechanic shop, which already seemed to be inhabited by someone. An old, beat-up pickup truck sat by the gas pumps, back of the bed shoddily cleaned-out, save for a few remnants of roadkill and animal bones. There was an ‘L. S.’ carved into the worn metal above the back wheel, which you curiously traced your fingers over.

The hot sun blistered down upon you, making it stifling due to the now-faded asphalt you stood upon. You quickly ducked underneath the shaded cover of the gas station, almost colliding into someone when you rounded the front of the truck.

“Oh!” You gasped, chest tight with a momentary lapse of fear. “I’m so sorry!” The energy you carried was akin to that of a nervous nelly, clearly unnerved by her surroundings. You felt horrible for running into some innocent bystander — the owner of the truck, you figured.

You were met with the skeptical, hazel-eyed gaze of a man who reminded you of a possum. Rugged, scraggly, and clearly meant for the woodlands. He straightened his hat out, head cocking to one side when he peered down at you — prettiest thing he’d seen in ages. “Nothin’ to be sorry for, sugar! Guess I wasn’t watchin’ where I was goin’, neither.”

His voice bore that native Southern dialect, but he didn’t sound hostile whatsoever. When you finally got a good look at him, he seemed scrappy — maybe he lived in Ambrose. A large buck knife was holstered to his hip, neck adorned in a series of chokers and necklaces, decorated in some sort of animal bone.

“Say, what’cha doin’ ‘round here, anyway?” He inquired, leaning against the door of his truck. “Y’look a little lost.” His tone remained friendly, high-spirited, even. He was somewhat grimy, covered in a layer of dewy perspiration, wiping his hands off on a damp cloth.

“My friends and I were coming up here to visit the town, but our truck got stuck in that patch of marsh just around the bend,” You sighed, somewhat agitated with the whole scenario. If they would’ve listened to you, the truck would be just fine and not tire-deep in the mud. “I was just looking for some help.”

There was a sparkling in his eyes, a peculiar glittering that intrigued you to no end. A chuckle escaped him, finding humor in the situation. “They should’a jus’ drove ‘round.” He mused, and you had to laugh, even if it was a bitter sound. You kept your hands tucked together, idly fiddling with the strap of your purse.

Your expression was somewhat amused, lips twitching into a sardonic smile. “That’s what I said,” You sighed, happy to be away from the oppressive glare of the midday sun. “Either way, we’re stuck. Do you know if there’s a tow truck around here, or someone who could help?” You asked.

He grinned — a toothy, wolfish grin. Lester wasn’t blessed with Bo’s natural handsomeness, but he certainly had the personality to offset it all. He liked that you smiled and laughed along with him, didn’t treat him like backwoods trash, either. “M’brother’s got a tow truck! Bet he’d help ya out! Why don’t I give ‘im a call?”

Finally — your savior.

Relief rippled through you as you nodded several times over, rifling through your purse to unveil a crumpled twenty-dollar bill. “Here,” You insisted. “For the call and for your help. I can’t thank you enough.” You nodded, but the man simply pushed your hand away.

Being around you was a reward in itself — and once his brothers took care of your friends, you would be his prize in all of this. He couldn’t have been any happier with how all of this was progressing. Lester opened up the driver’s side door, grabbing a rather shoddy-looking flip-phone. He was still trying to figure these things out.

One call to Bo later, and his older brother was coming out with the tow-truck and all of that oozing charm, like a shepherd leading the flock to the slaughter. Lester insisted that he keep you out of it — you were sweet, he could tell.

He liked that.

“He’s on his way,” Lester chimed, swiveling around to face you again. He stuck out his hand in greeting. “M’Lester, by th’way! It’s real nice to meet you, sugar. Say, if you’re bakin’ in the sun, could sit in m’truck with me while the rest do the heavy liftin’.” The offer was absolutely tempting to you.

You reached out, introducing yourself with a charming grin and another burst of bubbly laughter. “It’s nice to meet you, Lester. Thank you so much for all of your help, again. You’re an angel.” He was very kind and upbeat — Jesus, you even found him to be cute. “Are you sure? I really don’t want to be a bother.”

Lester grinned again, completely and utterly enamored with you as he waved a hand towards the truck. “I’m real sure, promise! Don’t want that pretty little face of yours t’melt right off. You can sit with me while Bo works his magic.” He insisted, opening up the door as a sign of invitation.

A pleasant wave of heat flooded throughout your body — and while you thought it was from the weather, it was from Lester’s subtle flirtation. You couldn’t help but giggle, nose wrinkling in amusement as you climbed up into his truck. Lester stood behind you, shamelessly admiring the way your dress fit you, from lovely curves to the faintest glimpse of your thighs.

As you crawled into the cabin, you noticed the morbid array of bone and rope dangling from the top mirror. The inside smelled of stale blood, damp dirt, and the faint scent of cigarettes. You folded one leg over the other, swiping away a thin layer of sweat that built up along the back of your neck.

A tow truck came soaring down the road, rickety and beat-up. The driver wore a mechanic’s uniform and a ball cap — you assumed it was Bo, the man Lester was referring to. “M’gonna drive us back down to the bend. No reason for you t’walk.” He mused, hopping in beside you as he started the engine.

The truck roared to life, and Lester maneuvered the vehicle out of the gas station, whipping it back around to approach the swampy wash where your caravan had gotten stuck at.

“Have you lived here your whole life?” You asked, head canting to one side. You leaned up against the door, palm tucked underneath your chin. Whenever you weren’t looking, you were completely oblivious to Lester’s constant ogling of your body.

He kept one hand perched atop the patchwork, leather-covered steering wheel, the other resting along the edge of the window. “Mostly,” Lester piped up, letting out a low whistle. “Ambrose ain’t on the map. Hard for anybody to come out this way without lookin’ real close.” He replied, truck slugging along at a crawl.

“It’s pretty out here,” You hummed, tracing a finger along the dashboard, collecting a layer of dust in the process. “I wouldn’t want to leave. You’ve got everything you need here in town. It’s peaceful.” When you adjusted your position, your dress hitched just a little higher.

“Yer welcome t’stay, if y’like it so much.” Lester mused, which got you to laugh. As tempting as it sounded, nestled away within the Louisiana wilderness, you knew that your friends would go against it. “They even got a beauty pageant, Miss Ambrose.”

Intrigued, you cocked your head to one side, letting out another giggle as you peered outside towards the forests. “A beauty pageant? I’ve never done one of those before. I’m sure I’d have plenty of competition.” You sighed, idly fiddling with the hem of your sundress. The jean jacket you were wearing over it only made you nearly collapse from heatstroke.

Lester grinned, a playful chuckle escaping him. “Naw, I think you’d win th’whole thing.” He was really laying on the compliments and old-fashioned charm, driving the truck down the path and around the bend. “You’re the prettiest thing I’ve seen ‘round here!” Singing your praises was one way to get you flustered.

This was the last thing you ever expected, being hit on by a rugged stranger you’d just met. Nevertheless, the attention you were receiving was amazing, something you weren’t used to. “You’re really sweet.” You accepted the compliment without retort, idly preening your fingers over the top of your head.

By the time you’d gotten back to the wash, Lester’s brother was sitting in the cab of the tow-truck, attempting to haul the other vehicle out of the mud. You waved at your friend from the window as he put it into park, letting it idle. Josie and Tate happened to use it as something to lean on, but Lester didn’t say anything to protest.

“Ain’t you jus’ gorgeous?” Lester crooned, pinching the hem of your dress between his thumb and forefinger. Your skin felt abnormally hot, like a fever as you shifted in your seat, visibly sheepish to the man’s seemingly harmless flirting. “Real nice dress, too.”

“Thanks,” You mumbled, ducking your head as his knuckles innocently brushed over the top of your thigh. Goosebumps erupted in his wake, causing you to shiver as you averted your gaze. “Maybe I should get out and see if everything’s okay.” Your voice was barely above a whisper.

Lester cocked his head to one side, eyes glittering with something indiscernible. The rough, calloused pads of his fingertips traced over your thigh. “Y’sure, sugar? I was thinkin’ you could stay here with me,” He mused, lips spitting into a toothy smirk. “Could make it worth yer while.” His voice was sickly-sweet, like honey.

Something hung heavy in the air — suffocating heat coupled with the flurry of tension crackling within the cab of Lester’s truck. Admittedly, you were more aroused than you should’ve been, given how forward and crass this was, but there was certainly a thrill in it.

You swallowed the growing lump within your throat, stealing another glance outside the window. Your friends were just outside of the truck — if you made too much noise or squirmed, they would notice. “What if somebody sees?” You whimpered, feeling a rush of oozing warmth coalesce between your thighs.

“Looks you’ll have t’be real quiet,” Lester hummed, hand prodding at your dress again. “Why don’t you go on an’ lift that up for me, gorgeous?” You shouldn’t have been this riled up and turned on for a complete stranger, but he was tempting — maybe it was his kind demeanor coupled with lust. You weren’t sure.

A fluttering sensation erupted throughout the pit of your stomach, prompting you to shift your thighs together as you began to shyly tug your dress up. Lester had subtly shifted closer, shorter than an arm’s length distance as you let some of the fabric pool around your hips.

There was some sick thrill you got with this, buried deep down — in hindsight, you shouldn’t have been entertaining this, but Lester seemed more than willing. You glanced toward the window, breath hitching when Josie glanced back at you with a puzzled expression.

To quell her concern, you swiftly gave her a thumbs-up, perspiration creeping along your spine as you subtly shifted a little closer to your new friend. His soft snickering filled the cab, calloused palm gingerly kneading into your thigh.

“Nice n’soft,” Lester mumbled, Southern drawl dropping to a hushed octave. “Y’feel like velvet.” His compliment made you shiver with anticipation, legs parting as you shyly began to ruck the skirt of your dress up. He leaned in, giving your hair a sniff — you smelled sweet, like a fresh bouquet of honeyed flowers.

You swallowed the lump within your throat, angling yourself a little more in his direction, enough to remain inconspicuous. Lester traced his hand along your thigh, drinking in the feeling of your velveteen complexion underneath his fingertips.

Without missing a beat, you sluggishly placed your hand atop his, guiding it toward the heat coalescing between your legs. Lester appeared surprised, cracking another bemused grin as you let his fingers settle along the waistband of your panties. You were desperate, wriggling atop the sticky leather beneath you.

Your fingers curled into the seat, chest tight with a familiar fluttering once his fingers finally crossed the threshold, slipping beneath the thin, cotton material. He nudged your legs further apart, deliberately stroking at your cunt, toying with you just a little bit. “D’aw,” He crooned. “That all fer me?”

Part of you wanted to simply melt into a pile of nothingness, lips parted as a sweet moan escaped you. His touches were tantalizing, feather-light and leaving you aching for more. “Y—Yeah,” You sighed, keeping your voice low as Lester pushed past your folds, two digits beginning to glide against your cunt. “Keep going.” You mewled.

Lester rarely, if ever, did anything like this.

Admittedly, once he saw you, that beautiful beam of sunshine, he had to have you — he wanted to keep you for himself, too. Your willingness to let him touch you made you all the more tempting, something to be coveted, worshiped. Lester would do it all for you if you’d let him.

Quietly, he obeyed your breathy command, ministrations becoming more vigorous. His fingers were erratic and choppy, sloppily sliding across your cunt with a fervor. You didn’t care, lulled into submission by the myriad of sensations, pleasure rippling throughout your stomach.

Your gaze occasionally flickered toward the outside of the truck, but your worry of getting caught was steadily subsiding. Lester’s calloused digits glided along your slit, moving up until they found that clutch of sensitive nerves buried between your thighs. His thumb sluggishly circled your clit, causing your hips to jolt forward.

“S’at feel nice?” His drawl had dropped into a husked purr, voice wrought with desperation. Lester liked having this level of control over you, but he enjoyed seeing your reactions even more. Embarrassment washed through you, knowing how insane this scenario seemed.

A sweet whimper tore past your lips, and you nodded your head, attempting to keep the gesture subtle. You wanted more, shifting your thighs together to relieve some tension until Lester prodded you with his knee. He began to rub at your clit, prompting you to press the back of your hand over your mouth.

Lester snickered, swatting your hand away. “Don’t keep those sounds from me, sugar. You’re jus’ so pretty like this.” He murmured, causing you to bite at your lower lip. Your thighs shook, cunt throbbing and oozing with liquid heat as he continued to touch you.

There was a thump against the front of the truck, nearly making you leap out of your own flesh, hastily covering your lap with your jean jacket. It was just Cody, huffing and puffing as Lester’s brother continued to try and pull the truck out of the mud.

“W—We should probably stop,” You whimpered, voice low and hushed, attempting to grab at his wrist, but Lester stopped you. “Lester, please.” The terror of being caught outweighed pleasure, but he shushed you, tugging you just a little closer, until you were nearly leg-to-leg in the cab.

“Jus’ keep quiet, sweetheart. They ain’t gonna catch us, swear.” He reassured you, coercing you into a more docile state — admittedly, he really wanted to make you cum on his fingers. Lester was hellbent to receive that from you, whether you protested or not.

As much as your mind screamed at you to stop, you wanted to keep going. You nodded, still keeping the jacket tucked within your lap, but Lester nudged it aside, wanting to watch everything. Your dress was all disheveled and ruffled around your hips, panties halfway down your thighs.

You began to squirm, hips jolting and spasming into the sensation of his hand, nails digging into the old, cracked leather of the truck’s frayed cushions. Your mind stopped worrying so much, submitting to basic desire and instinct, letting pleasure hold the reins as he flicked his thumb around your clit.

Honey-sweet arousal pooled between your legs, coating Lester’s digits in a fine sheen. You almost pleaded for him to come back when he withdrew his hand, watching with complete and utter shock as he licked his fingers, saturated in saliva. The noises he made were crass and somewhat lewd. “Taste jus’as good as y’look.” He murmured.

A molten wave of heat dropped right into the pit of your stomach, prompting you to whimper as his fingers hotly returned to your core. He was vigorous this time, using those spittle-slathered digits to invade your cunt, pushing two fingers inside of you as he began to piston them in and out. His rhythm was intense, and you nearly clamped your thighs together.

Your limbs felt heavy, weighed-down by the waves of ecstasy that consume you, as if dragging you down to the bottom of an ocean. You can barely distinguish what’s happening outside of the truck — you don’t care anymore, either.

This stranger fingerfucking you in his cab is all you can concentrate on.

Another soft, throaty moan escaped you, tearing past your parted lips as you rolled your hips sporadically, in-tandem with the motion of his fingers. They pushed inward, nearly knuckle-deep inside of your cunt before dragging out halfway, only to ram right back in. You sighed, pleasure scrawled all over your face.

Lester kept a watchful eye out, knowing that Bo would take his sweet time, damage your friend’s truck in the process. He was happy to have snatched you up when he did, gaze flickering toward you. Your body was contorted with delight, a glistening sheen of perspiration shimmering along your collarbone.

Tension crackled through the air, and you were none the wiser to Lester’s little plot to keep you. His thumb toyed and circled your clit, pouring fuel on the fire as your hips bucked forward again. “M’close,” You whimpered through the dizzying carnality, knuckles tense and tight as you clawed at the seat. “Oh, Lester! S—Shit, please don’t stop!” You squeaked.

He was enthralled, as if trained to obey your every wish. He didn’t slow down, keeping the same pace, fingers scissoring in and out of your weeping cunt. The thick scent of arousal hung heavy in the cab, intermingled with that of fresh earth and a coppery twang from the blood of roadkill, baking away in the back of the truck.

The thin straps of your pretty dress began to sag upon your shoulders, giving way to the faintest glimpse of your breast. If it weren’t for the oblivious audience outside of the truck, Lester would’ve been sucking on your chest. Instead, he settled for a brief peek of your heaving tits, and nothing more.

When the truck rattled, you barely paid it any mind — just your friends sagging against it. Lester snickered, opting to add a third finger, if it were a possibility. “Can y’handle another, sugar? Yer almost there.” He whispered, and when your friend began to step back towards the passenger door for shade, your eyes went as wide as saucers.

Again, Lester silenced your worry with the softest coos and gentle shushes, thumb working away at your clit as he attempted to wriggle a third digit inside of you. You were all wound up, chasing after your orgasm as you turned your face away, skin feverishly hot, as if you’d been scorched by the Louisiana sunshine.

As soon as Lester’s fingers rocked into your cunt for the umpteenth time, curling just slightly, you were gone — wasting away in a white-hot explosion. The tension within your stomach unfurled as you coated his digits in your slick nectar, huffing and puffing as you attempted to compose yourself.

“Lester, Lester,” The breathy, hushed way in which you whimpered his name made him want to devour you. Your cunt clenched pathetically around his fingers as he withdrew them, watching the tension unfurl from your body. You looked embarrassed and downright flustered, having made a mess of his seat. “M’sorry.”

“Sorry?” Lester cajoled, grinning a toothy, bemused smile as he began to lick his fingers clean. “Don’t gotta apologize none for that. Jus’ do it again sometime.” He teased, watching as you hastily covered your lap with your jean jacket when your friend thumped a hand against the window.

“Hey, we’re going up to this guy’s house. He said he has a tire that we can borrow, one on the truck is flat. Are you coming?” Josie asked, ogling Lester with skepticism and a high degree of disgust, too.

You gasped, heart pounding erratically in your chest. As you opened your mouth to answer, Lester interjected on your behalf.

“Yer friend here is goin’ through a bad wave of heatstroke. I’m gonna drive ‘er back t’my place an’ get her some water. It’s a cabin ‘long the path, you can’t miss it.” Lester confirmed, but Josie looked at you for an answer instead.

You nodded several times over, mustering up a smile after having experienced one of the best highs of your life. Pretending that you hadn’t let him touch you just moments ago made you feel strange. “I’ll be alright, Josie. You guys can meet me at his place once the truck is all fixed up.”

Josie nodded and reluctantly moved away from the window, joining Tate and Cody as the three of them followed Bo towards the tow truck. You were impervious and oblivious to the fact that this would be the last time you would ever see your friends alive.

Fortunately for Lester, he had other intentions.

He started the truck again, peering toward you with a twinkle in his eye — it wasn’t the same high-spirited, innocuous man you’d encountered at the gas station. This gleam was different — obsessive, possessive, and absolutely enamored with you.

“Why don’t we see what we can do about this heatstroke of yours, sugar?”

Yeah, he a little clingy, but isn't clingy better than distant

Brahms: *struggling to swim even with floaties on*

Y/N: I’d save him, but who am I to play God?

Brahms: *walking around, still disappointed, 6 hours after visiting an aquarium*

Y/N: Brahms what did you think a tiger shark was?

I’ve never posted before but I saw this post and just had to say it-

I believe the very prominent difference between Thomas in the 2006 movie compared to the 2003 movie was written SO well.

He is physically and mentally rotting. His nose has completely rotted off of his face, and idk if anyone else noticed this but he’s wearing the exact same clothes as the 2006 movie, and they don’t appear to have been washed (which means that’s almost 4 years of blood and gore buildup 🤢).

As for his mental state, in the prequel he is completely silent, very shy and reserved. And 4 years later, he’s very vocal, he has a lot of personality, he’s so much crueler and more dedicated to his work. I believe this could either be due to his mental condition (mental deterioration) or the sheer amount of trauma he has, from both his childhood, the bullying and isolation, and in adulthood, the constant murder and violence. That has to change a person drastically. Or both. And the fact that that’s reflected on his appearance is a great plot point in my opinion.

Ik no one will see this but had to say my piece lol

Is it just me or does maskless Tommy in tcm 2003 just. Not look like Tommy.

Here, walk with me.

Here we have Thomas. Beautiful Thomas. Long wavy hair, thick arms, wide chest, comfy, pillow-perfect tummy, intense, soul shaking eyes, drop dead gorgeous--

I digress. He's the man we all know and love.

This. Does not look like Thomas. Not really. Not compared to some of the art interpretations I've seen. It just doesn't fit. Something doesn't add up.

Even if you cover the lower part of his face it just doesn't look like him. The eyes just don't really add up.

And I thought I had other picture with a different angle, but apparently I didn't save it. But if you rewatch this scene they committed a crime on this man's hairline. God awful lies.

Idk the artists handles so I won't add some of the art I have saved of him maskless, but if you just look it up you'll see what I mean.

This just doesn't look like Tommy!!!!

I watched The Substance and get hyperfixated on Malignant again (It's somewhat similar)

In general, stupid sketches that have been spinning in my head for a long time and Rainvik, which I drew a long time ago out of boredom and just added

The quality is a bit sad, I forgot to set the resolution

Buncha doodles of Magnolia and her kids while I procrastinate on finishing my comics.

I love them.

Maggie and (some of) her little family.

She collects horror kids like Pokémon 💀

No I don't have a favorite oc wdym 🤨

Anyways, Illustration pose study I did with my bbg Magnolia

GIF version below

thank you so much for liking my slasher oc art on my art blog ;-; it really means the world to me!! aaaahh i hope this isn't weird I just rlly wanted to drop a thank you because it makes my heart happy when ppl look at my slasher gal ;w;

ofc babes <3c

i love ocs, and love oc x cannon even more.

Redrew an Al Parker ad as Magnolia.

I think I did good 🥱

I love silly little fanchildren rahhhh 🏌‍♂️💜