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#roach should've gotten the same hype as Ghost

Rip guys

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you are alway be my beautiful boy your majesty

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𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢, 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚢, 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕, 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕, 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚢, 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢, 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚗, 𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚐, 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚘, 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚢, 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍, 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚎, 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛, 𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚞𝚜, 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚕𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕, 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛, 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚞𝚜𝚑, 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚙, 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚜, 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚡 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚐 𝚞𝚙, 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚜 𝚞𝚙, 𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚍, 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗, 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑, 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚎.

(gif cred: @itspapillonnoir)

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me when the READER in the X READER has a name:

like babe the fic ate but i do NOT look like an Aurora🙁

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if he wanted to (brutally murder me as an act of love and passion) he would

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my baby 🫶

Lester Sinclair icons?

ʟᴇꜱᴛᴇʀ ꜱɪɴᴄʟᴀɪʀ

from House of Wax (2005) "Trudy and the doctor didn't have two sons. They had three."

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"How'd you meet?" Lester Sinclair X GN! Reader

Summary: You and Lester have been married for four years. You have a child together, and one day, as you're doing a few chores, your son asks you, "How'd you meet?"... There is no right way to say you fell in love with the man who lured your friends to their death and kept you because you were pretty. Warnings: There are mentions of death, but I don't specify HOW you got the kid (let your imagination go wild). Extra: No mentions of Y/N, sassy ass son, and S/N is son's name!! A/n: omg hiii!! Thank you for reading; I love Lester, tryna show my man some love! If you enjoy, consider a like and let me know what I can fix! Shoot me a comment! Love you!

It was a hot day in Ambrose as you stood in your front yard in front of the small cabin Lester had built for your family. You carefully hung the wet laundry, taking it from the wickered basket and hanging it up with wooden clips. Water would occasionally hit the back of your calf as the sprinkler spun, and your son laughed as he jumped, hopped, and chased the water. You turned your head, smiling softly at the boy. "Be careful, grass is wet, baby!" You exclaimed as he slid on the slippery grass, though he nodded. Picking up the basket, you made your way inside for a moment so you could grab a drink and, finally, sit outside and enjoy the hot weather rather than curse it. Your son followed you inside quickly, you put the basket by the bedroom door and entered the kitchen and again, like your little shadow, your son followed.

"I have a question," Your son asked, his voice curious and suspicious. You cocked your eyebrow and smiled at him as you grabbed a glass.

"I may have an answer then." Filling the glass with water, and taking a sip.

"How'd you 'n daddy meet?" His little country draw, something he got from your husband. Your eyes widen, harshly gulping the water. You hadn't been prepared for this question. You rubbed your mouth with your hand, slowly setting the cup down.

"Why?" it came out more defensively, shaking your head. "I mean, why'd you wanna know, sweetheart?" You crossed your arms, as your son copied your movement.

"Uncle Bo said you just showed up one day, and they've been takin' care of you ever since." S/N tapped his chin, his little nose scrunching up. You rolled your eyes; you knew precisely how Bo probably said it.

You let out a breathy laugh. "Yeah, well, he ain't wrong, but no, that's not how we met." Tapping your fingers on the counter as you turned around, looking out the window. "Your daddy and I met at work... yeah, I met your daddy at his job." Wasn't wrong; you met Lester at the pit when your friend fell in, leaving out the part about how Lester charmed you so much you hadn't realized he was luring your friends and at the time, you.

"Where does he even work?" your son asked silently, seemingly bored with your answer, but his attention was flattered as he started walking back outside. You smiled, relieved to get out of the line of questioning. You quickly followed as you heard the loud rumble of a truck and a dog's bark.

"Jonesy!" Your son exclaimed as you shut the front door to preserve the cold air inside. The truck door slammed shut as Lester smiled at your son, then at you.

"Swear, he's more excited to see the damn dog than me," He joked, walking up to you. "Hey, baby." He mumbled, kissing you and wrapping an arm around your waist as his other hand fiddled with his keys.

You put your hands on his face, feeling his rough stubble. You smiled as he softly pulled back; he was grinning widely. Lester was still entirely in love with you, just as he'd been the moment he saw you. "Your son asked me somethin' today, didn't ya?" You looked at your son, who was in the sprinkler with Jonsey. "Mhm." The little boy nodded, "How'd you meet, Daddy? Since someone didn't tell me the truth." So sassy, you shook your head with a grin.

"Well, we met..." Lester looked at his son, then at you, and then back at his son. "We met when I bumped into her at... work." He nodded, satisfied with the excuse.

Your son groaned in frustration, and you laughed loudly. Lester looked between the two in confusion.

#house of wax 2005 #bo sinclair #lester sinclair x reader #lester sinclair #slashers #vincent sinclair #vincent sinclair x reader #bo sinclair x reader #family #no y/n #gn reader #slasher fandom #slasher movies #house of wax #bimbowrites!

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I’m actually so normal about this and totally don’t think about leatherface doing that to me

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Me, choosing to aggressively ignore the events of MW3 so I can continue writing my silly little fanfics about my silly little fictional men:

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I like my men angry at the world.

So real.

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my brain the past month: PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DANO PAUL DA-

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Brahms: "I'll be good, I will."

Me:

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the entire clone high fandom

(please credit if reposted)

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CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT HOW THIS IS YOUNG THOMAS HEWITT

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Micheal: ....

Y/N: I just wanna see your tits.

Micheal: *sigh*

#micheal myers #Micheal Myers x reader #horror #halloween #peepaw myers #manboobs

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Leatherface- The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning

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me 2 me 2

It’s true….