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rabbitblackx · 8 months
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Hi! How are you? I hope you're doing well :D
So I have an idea I've thinking about
Since my dream job is to be a psychologist, I thought about how slashers would react to their s/o working as a psychologist / psychotherapist (for Michael, Brahms, Freddy and Jason please)
Thanks in advance
Have a good day / night!
Hope ur doing well too! :) sorry for the wait I’ve been a bit busy and uninspired, but things are starting to look up! Have a great day xoxo
Slashers with a Psychologist!Reader
Includes: Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger and Brahms Heelshire
Michael Myers💖
Michael hated you at first. Well, it wasn’t much different now. He… now tolerated you…? At best? Anyway, he hated how you overanalysed every little thing he did. It was hard not to, seeing how beyond batshit he was
Like, how dare you try to make Michael feel better?! >:( That was the worst thing you could do to him! You reminded him of Loomis. Although, you were way more attractive… and cute… and sexy
Michael didn’t want to like you, but there was just something about you. He was always gonna be a bad guy, but you somehow bettered him. He was instantly more calm in your presence and even your home. Your furnishings and belongings were purposely placed to give the space a peaceful vibe
If you were lucky, Michael could really fall apart on you. He had his head in your lap, completely motionless. You were worried he was about to die or something, but no… you just made him feel
Jason Voorhees💖
Jason didn’t believe in your therapy. He dismissed and brushed off any words of comfort you gave him. There was nothing you could’ve said that would make him not feel the way he did. He kept you around though… maybe just because he liked the sound of your voice
Sometimes your wise words stuck with Jason when he was by himself. He was kicking himself for it, but maybe you were right? Perhaps your therapy made him feel better?
When Jason was angry, he used to break things. Now, he sat across from you and listened to you talk. You gently praised him for doing so, proud at how far he had come
Jason found himself craving your presence more and more. You made him feel okay. You may have thought he was becoming codependent, but he didn’t care. Your caring words and methods made him latch onto you
Freddy Krueger💖
No, no, no. Don’t try and overanalyse a bunch of bullshit about Freddy. That didn’t work on him. At least that was what he told himself. He acted like your wise words and kindness had no affect on him, but he grumbled about how sweet you were to himself later
Your dreams were Freddy’s favourite. Amazingly, they were no nightmares. It was just the two of you in the comfort of your office. He found the way you sat so straight in your chair, the way you focused hard on jotting down your notes… so cute
Freddy wasn’t too keen on telling you about his problems. He was much more interested in just looking at you. Sexy, smart you… he could’ve just eaten you up
It was pretty obvious, but Freddy tried to get you to hug or hold him often. He was a pretty bad actor, begging you for sympathy. You felt none, but still snuggled him anyway. You told him he was touch starved, and he hated that. Truth hurt
Brahms Heelshire💖
Brahms sat obediently across from you in the living room. He listened to every word you said, shyly nodding along when necessary. He had a long way to go, but you could really of made a difference on him
You wouldn’t give up on Brahms, and he loved you for that. You told him often that you were sticking with him, and that you would never leave. It was music to his ears. It was all he ever wanted
You could make him cry sometimes. Not on purpose, just when talking about touchy subjects. Brahms didn’t mind though, because you always cuddled up and gave him a hug. And as he cried on your shoulder, he realised that you were his whole world
Brahms had serious issues that you knew needed to be dealt with. It was just so hard to have the heart. He was clinging to you, tearfully begging you to stay and take care of him forever. How could you say no? How could you distance yourself? You never had a patient that tore you apart as much as this man
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rabbitblackx · 1 year
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Hii! May I request Bubba Sawyer x reader, please? I know he is a soft boio, but I'd love to read something about him going feral after someone hurts his sweetheart. A victim managed to escape and decided to give her a pretty nasty cut to distract him, but Drayton tells him he'll take care of reader and that he should chase the bastard down. Oh, and also him comforting reader afterwards because she was very scared, if that's alright! Thank you and sorry if this is very corny, I really love Bubba 👉🏻👈🏻
Bubba when Fem!Reader gets injured by victim
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You were in the kitchen washing up the dishes, while the boys were taking care of a victim. Nubbins held her on the floor, shoving her head down above a bucket. Bubba handed grandpa a hammer, helping him wrap his frail fingers around the handle. You tried to block out the poor girl’s screaming, but it just kept getting louder and louder
When it didn’t stop though, you moved from the sink and stood in the doorway of the dining room. You watched with wide eyes as the girl in Nubbins’ grasp tore herself away from him, staggering to her feet. In a fit of panic, you dashed towards her and grabbed her wrist so she couldn’t escape. The girl screamed bloody murder, and snatched a steak knife from the table
In the heat of the moment, she blindly slashed the knife into your arm, drawing blood instantly. You cried out and released her, backing up into a wall. Concerned gibberish bubbled out from under Bubba’s mask as he ran to your aid. The girl limped out of the room, with Nubbins hot on her trail
Bubba grunted sadly as he shakily held your injured arm, desperately trying to ask you if you were alright. Drayton spoke up, gently pulling you away from him
“I’ll take care of her, Bubba. You just get the girl!” Drayton ordered
Bubba protested, wanting to stay with you, but his brother shouted him down
“I’m fine, Bubba. I’m fine.” You reassured, though your shook expression told otherwise
Leatherface reluctantly grabbed his chainsaw from the kitchen, and ran outside. As he caught up with Nubbins, who was also chasing after the victim, rage began to boil within him. Bubba couldn’t believe how furious he was with her for injuring his poor sweetheart
With a cry of fury, Bubba lifted his chainsaw high above his head and charged after the girl. She was injured too, and it wasn’t hard for him to catch up with her. He blindly sawed through bloody clothes and soft flesh until she was no more, but a wet heap of gore
Him and Nubbins raced back to the house straight after. Bubba dumped his chainsaw carelessly on the porch, and flew up the stairs to his bedroom, knowing you would be in there. As soon as he saw you curled up on his bed, all the rage washed away. It was instead replaced with tenderness, and the need to care for you
Bubba took the time now to comfort you. You were clearly distressed about what happened. Drayton had hastily dressed your wound in bandages, but it still stung and was bleeding through. You began to relax when Bubba carefully took your arm in his big hands, gently stroking it like a beloved pet
You watched fervently as he did this, your rapid breathing simmering. Bubba rambled on tearfully, trying to tell you he was sorry this happened
“It’s okay, Bubba.” You cooed
Leatherface looked up from your bandaged arm and met your eyes. You smiled softly, and his heart melted. You inched yourself closer to him on the bed and slowly rested your head against his broad chest. Bubba draped an arm over your back, pulling you closer
“Thanks for standing up for me.”
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rabbitblackx · 1 year
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Bleasee I need Freddy fluff with a slightly depressed reader (Freddy is weak and is using the reader as a sort of host that only they can see, and likes to follow the reader around their day to day life, trying to get a reaction out of them in front of other people via crude jokes/ funny transformations, and can only sort of touch the reader (they feel it but it’s like a wind or smthn is touching them not a person) but starts to catch feelings since the reader is the only one who’s ever been nice/cool with them & laughed at their jokes/ not seen him as a monster?)
Okay now that I realized I typed you into a hole I might need to just write this myself so you have more creative freedom lol any Freddy fluff is good but if you wanna write the prompt that works too lol
Depressed!Reader is the only one that can see Freddy
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Freddy was weak. People were forgetting about him, causing him to stop popping up in their nightmares. He needed a host to cling to, someone who was at their own low in life. That was when Freddy found you
You had a particular bad day. After basically crying yourself to sleep, you were surprised to find Freddy waiting for you in your dreams. You didn’t really get the memo that this stranger was supposed to be scary. You were far too upset with your own problems than his
It started to get a little spooky though when you woke up, and he was still there. He was sitting on the edge of your bed watching you, to be frank. Your scream of terror sent a strengthening jolt of energy through Freddy’s body
Although, you got used to him after awhile. That was not his intention though. Freddy floated around your home, hovering over whatever activity you were doing. Most of the time, he tried to get reactions out of you. Whether it be morphing into some big monster, or spawning other little creatures around your room. But most of the time, it only made you laugh
Freddy felt funny inside. He hadn’t spent a lot of time with you, but he quickly caught on how depressed you always were. You never smiled, and were very unmotivated to do anything. But still… he managed to make you laugh. Freddy never heard you do that before. Let alone smile. And… it was all because of him
You were still the only one that could see Freddy. So when you were out in public, he still tried to get reactions out of you. He needed to install a little bit of fear to regain his strength
All he ever got from you usually was just a little jump or gasp. You were pretty used to him. Fond of him, even. Freddy knew this, and couldn’t help but enjoy it
Expect him to be even more wacky with his transformations now. He liked to turn into your favourite animals, or even fictional crushes from stuff you’re into. It always made you blush and giggle, cooing at him and touching him. Although, Freddy always felt so out of reach. He felt almost like a ghost; much like a small gust of wind when he stroked your skin
He had been with you for awhile now. You were confused as to why you could still barely touch him. Freddy had explained to you how he was just using you for evil and blah, blah, blah. But the less depressed you felt around him, the more cocky you got. You often rolled your eyes and teased him, saying things like, ‘sure, course you’re just using me. Not like you like me or anything’. But you were just joking around… right?
You didn’t understand why he wasn’t trying to scare you as much anymore, or annoying you in public. You confronted Freddy, asking him why he wasn’t trying to get stronger. He was still very much weak. You were his only support
Freddy was cranky and stubborn about it, but basically told you that he’d rather stay with you than terrorise others in their nightmares. Hanging out with you, making your once sad, sunken expression beam with joy was much more satisfying than filling you with dread. He couldn’t believe he felt this way. He wanted to gouge out his eyes with his bladed glove
Freddy almost liked how you didn’t find him scary. He adored that you didn’t see him for his hideous burns, or his murderous past. You just saw a friend, one that lead you out of a nasty depression
You didn’t realise you were crying until you felt a gust of wind puff against your cheek. Freddy was trying to wipe the tears that rolled freely down your face. You waved his concerns off with a small laugh, telling him that they were in fact tears of joy
Freddy’s blue eyes widened when you engulfed him in a hug. It was awkward, as you could hardly feel him in your arms. He was like a shadow. But as he hugged you back, you could’ve sworn his touch grew stronger and more real. And it was all thanks to you <3
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rabbitblackx · 1 year
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Hi, i hope You’re having a good day! If you still do requests, then i would like to request a the slashers reaction to a reader who has the condition Heterochromia (an eye condition where you were born with two different eye colors) if you can include Brahms Heelshire and the rest can be any you want! Please and thank you! ꨄ
Thanks sm hope ur having a great day too! I had no idea what slashers u wanted so I only did Brahms! ;-; hope u don’t mind💞💞
Brahms Heelshire x Heterochromia!Reader Headcanons
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Brahms didn’t notice your different coloured eyes at first. Before you two became an item, he only ever viewed you from behind the walls. He was also far more interested in the look of your body instead. Like your curves, and your pretty hair. Brahms was a pervert and definitely couldn’t tell you what colours your eyes were
When he finally revealed himself to you, he slowly crept over to you in the dark, breathing heavily as he loomed before you. You didn’t meet his eyes from behind the mask for awhile. You were too scared. But when you eventually lifted your head and gazed upon him, his dark eyes softened
Brahms finally noticed how your own eyes were two different colours. He had never seen anything like that before. He liked it. Because not only were you one of a kind, you were also all his
Down in his lair, Brahms had a questionable doll version of you on his bed. Its hair was the same colour and length of your own. He also modified its button eyes, both now painted a different colour from each other. But now you were aware of his existence and actually really liked him, you insisted that he didn’t need that old thing anymore
“Come play with the real thing, Brahmsy.”
Brahms loved to look right into your pretty eyes when you two got intimate. He could fall in love with them over and over. And when you kissed, he often opened his eyes in hopes that yours were as well. All just to catch a glimpse of them while your lips were touching <3
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rabbitblackx · 1 year
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Heyyy I saw your post about the cp x french s/O and I wanted to ask if you could do the same with a German s/O with the same CP's??:D
Creepypastas with a German!Reader that curses in their language
Includes: Hoody, Toby Rogers and Homicidal Liu
French!Reader version:
Hoody💖
Hoody thought your German accent was so cool. He could listen to you talk on and on all day. He also felt a thousand feet tall when you two were together in front of the others. You were such a catch, so Hoody showed you off to them all the time
Being Hoody’s lover, you also spent a fair amount of time with his buddy Masky. Like on missions, where Slender would assign you all together, often along with Toby as well
The four of you were deep within the woods one night. Masky was getting snappy with you, accusing you and Hoody of paying attention to each other more than the mission itself. Hoody couldn’t help it. He half expected Masky to be used to him touching on you all the time by now
Toby spotted the target up ahead in the dark, and readied his hatchets. He excitedly bolted ahead, keen to get them dirty again
What annoyed you the most was that Masky seemed to only be mad at you, and not Hoody. It was as if you weren’t a valuable part of this mission, but instead a distraction to the actual killers here
You cussed out Masky in German, him of course not knowing what you were saying. He grew tired of you and Hoody so he angrily followed after Toby, leaving you two alone
You and Brian walked together in silence for awhile, before you could hear a faint giggle emit from under his mask
“What?” You asked
Hoody continued to chuckle to himself, feeling for your hand in the dark. “What you said to him.” He explained
The man didn’t know a lick of German before he met you, but he began to slowly pick it up after you two became an item
“He doesn’t even know what you said! That’s why he’s so mad.” Hoody wheezed with laughter
You laughed along with him, giving his gloved hand a tender squeeze
Toby Rogers💖
Toby was actually German himself! Of course he didn’t have the accent like you did, with him growing up in Colorado and all… but that just made him love yours even more!
Living in the godawful manor, you had to defend yourself numerous times a week. Usually it was all in good fun, with banter and roasts. But when it came to foul insults, you definitely topped the charts in severity
Naturally, Toby begged you to teach him all the cuss words and dirty stuff in German. They became usual phrases for him, sometimes even saying them in his verbal tics
Absolutely loved it when you called Jeff a ‘schweinhund’ for the first time. Greatest moment of his life
That actually became Jeff’s nickname around the mansion for awhile. Of course Toby started it, and of course Jeff hated it (and you)
Toby had an unhealthy obsession with you. He followed you around like a lost puppy all day. He was so starstruck by you, and couldn’t believe he managed to snag you as his own
You swore a lot (like him), and it was always in German. Whether sassing the other creeps, or when you hit a body part on something, you were cussing out German profanities. Toby made a habit of saying the exact same words you did. He was like a parrot
The other creeps never knew what you were saying to them when you were arguing with them. Toby was the only one who did, and he lapped up every second of it
Homicidal Liu💖
Liu could listen to you talk for hours. He was absolutely entranced with your German accent. He never heard one in real life before he met you. Your voice was so soothing to him
Liu thought it was adorable when you talked or even cussed in German. It made his cold heart flutter. What made him go wild though, were your pet names for him
What you called Liu: liebling, schnucki and mausebär
What he loved the most about this, was that when you talked to the other creeps in German, it was often while in an argument. So you cussed or insulted them in your native tongue, just because you knew they didn’t understand
But when it came to Liu, you never did such thing. You were so tender and soft with him. It was embarrassing when you buttered him up in front of the others though
Liu could hear endless snickers from the mansion’s living room when you would call him ‘schnucki’ or your other pet names for him. Teasing mostly came from Liu’s brother Jeff
Liu got pissed when Jeff made fun of him because of you, but he quickly got over it when you came storming over. You cursed and insulted Jeff in German, making him dumbfounded. Liu thought it was so funny, and was glad to have you on his side
When the two of you were alone in his room, it was like he wasn’t even a crazed killer. He was like putty in your hands when you purred out your sweet names for him, or telling him you loved him in your native tongue
Liu pulled you into his lap while smiling like an idiot. He snaked his arms around your waist and slid a hand under your shirt, gliding his fingers along your back. You giggled, leaning in and whispering sweet German nothings in his ear
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rabbitblackx · 1 year
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hi! omg i love your blog! can i request something cute with ben drowned? maybe the reader has a nightmare and is scared to fall back to sleep. or is paranoid at night? thank you <33
Thank u that’s so sweet!! <33
BEN Drowned when Reader has a nightmare
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No matter how far you ran or how well you hid, whatever it was that was chasing you always caught up. Frustrated tears threatened to spill as you sprinted down a dim hallway. Just as you thought you were finally far enough from this monster, you could hear it creeping up behind you. You whipped around and tried to scream, but it was cut short when long, sharp claws sliced into your belly
You noisily gasped for air as you shot up from bed, beads of sweat forming along your forehead. Your heart was pounding through your top, where you then shakily clutched it through the fabric
What a dumb nightmare… still scared the hell outta you though. You just hoped nobody heard your rather dramatic awakening…
You wiped the cold tears from your cheeks as you slowly began to calm down. Lucky for you, you didn’t awaken or alert anyone within the large mansion. Well, all but a certain demonic creature that slept within your computer
You then had a second fright that night. You jumped in surprise when your computer from across the room suddenly lit up. Much like a horror movie you once saw, harmless water began to pour out from the screen and along your desk, where it then drizzled to the floor
“BEN?” You whisper yelled. BEN Drowned appeared within the screen, glowing eyes staring curiously at you in the dark. “What’re you doing in there?” You asked
BEN climbed through the computer, hoisting himself out and setting his feet onto the floor. A puddle of water was forming around him, but you would scold him for that in the morning
“I heard you gasp. Are you okay?” BEN whispered
His red eyes squinted subtly when he noticed the faint streaks of tears running down your cheeks
“Oh,” you chuckled nervously. “I had a nightmare.” You waved it off like you weren’t still spooked by it or anything
BEN didn’t look convinced
You shook your head slightly, gazing upon him through teary, sleepy eyes. “It’s dumb.” You whispered with a sad smile
BEN felt stiff and awkward. Probably didn’t help that he was dripping all over your nice floor either. Something in him felt a bit pitiful at the glum features on your face, with your breathing still a little quicker than normal also
A loud silence fell upon you two. You adverted your eyes, an embarrassed blush creeping up your neck. Just when BEN thought he was absolutely useless in comforting you, an idea sprung into his head
“Wait here.” He uttered quietly
You watched in confusion as BEN vaulted himself back into your computer screen. He was only in there for a few moments, before popping his head back out with a mischievous grin. His smile was contagious, because one was forming on your own face too
BEN disappeared within the screen one more time, and you only grew more curious. What was this silly boy doing?
BEN finally climbed fully out of the computer again, holding something behind his back. Before you could ask, he pulled the strange object out from behind and out for you. Your eyes lit up in excitement and wonder
This was no mere object. What BEN held out for you was a cute little character from one of Sally’s video games. It was a pink, robotic dog made from glowing pixels. BEN stole it straight from the game’s code, just to comfort you. You let out a happy little gasp when the fake dog barked gleefully, wagging its tail impossibly fast
“BEN!” You squealed in a hushed tone. The pixelated creature leaped from BEN’s arms and into your own, licking you with its glitchy tongue. “Are you kidding me?” You laughed breathily. “This is freaking awesome!”
BEN smiled, glad you liked it. “He’s gonna have to go back into the game later. Sally would kill me if she saw he wasn’t there anymore.” He explained. “But he can stay with you for the night. He’ll keep the nightmares away.”
The pink dog curled up into your lap, closing its sparkly eyes as it drifted off into a fake sleep. BEN stood by the side of your bed, peering down at the video game creature proudly
When he least expected it, you leaned over and placed a gentle kiss to his bloody cheek. BEN’s creepy eyes grew wide as a blush spread across his young features
“Thank you, BEN. You’re a sweetheart.”
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