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slasherscream · 3 months
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my girl can wear whatever she wants tiers please for crazy ass boys gang!!!
CRAZY ASS BOYS GANG + MY GIRL CAN WEAR WHATEVER SHE WANTS TIERS
❥ my girl can wear whatever she want cause I can fight ❥
Billy Loomis - When you look particularly good his arm might as well be glued to your waist. He's both possessive and protective. He hates the way everyone's eyes devour you, but can't help how prideful it makes him either. Yeah, you want her. Of course you want her. Everyone does. But only I have her. God help the idiot that's stupid enough to open their mouth and not just look.
Jordan Li - They love watching you put your outfits together. They make suggestions from your bed, glancing up at you every few minutes. They can't help it. Their eyes are drawn to you permanently. No matter how crowded the room they can find you in a second. Whenever there's a party Jordan loves watching everyone try to sneak quick glances at you. They jump like rabbits when they wind up meeting Jordan's eyes and watch that smile that Jordan only wears around you fall back into the usual scowl. No one wants to be caught staring at Jordan's girl.
Arvin Russell - It's not possible for you to feel fear in public when you're with Arvin. You could be wearing straight lingerie in the most dangerous city in the world at 2 am and be safe. He's not just ready to protect you but hungry for it. Every time he proves he'll fight till his knuckles are bloody and bruised over you he watches you walk a little more confidently. Shine a little brighter. Knowing that he's there to protect you has only made you more yourself every day. And Arvin? He's obsessed with the transformation that the safety net of his fierce protection has ignited within you.
Jason Dean/JD - You wish he'd only fight people over what you're wearing. Unfortunately, this is not the case. JD pulls out a gun. Not every time, granted. Just a large majority of the time. In his defense, how is he supposed to act when someone has the audacity to cat call you? Do you expect him to just watch and not care as you experience that brief shiver of fear that runs up your spine when a man whistles at you before following it up with even more salacious words? If you feel fear, he'll make them feel fear. Simple.
Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves - If someone is stupid enough to not recognize him before they say anything to you about what you're wearing they will quickly recognize the tentacle wrapped around their throat. "Apologize." He hisses through gritted teeth, increasing the pressure, knowing just how much strength he can use before it would break their neck. How he ever expects anyone to apologize to you with a giant tentacle wrapped around their wind pipe you don't know. This is the second time this month. You're running out of night clubs you're not banned from.
David Mccall - You walk out of the house with the confidence that only someone who's done 12 tours over seas should have. But no, you just have a boyfriend who is incredibly scary. You've watched him almost break a man's hand for brushing it against yours at a crowded bar while he reached for his drink. You don't even think before you throw on an outfit anymore.
❥ my girl can wear whatever she want because she a hoe and I knew that before we started dating ❥
Josh Washington - Could he fuck someone up if needed? Yes, but he feels no need to. As long as you're not in danger or being disrespected Josh loves the way you express yourself through your look. You're hot and beautiful, of course you wear stuff that's short or tight, or both. If he looked like you he'd do the same thing. People don't usually say anything to you anyways, since he's always pressed to you like a second skin. He's not a jealous guy, but he is a chronic clinger.
Stu Macher - Is probably the person wolf whistling you in the first place. Points at you from across the room when you're talking to other people and says, "That's my girl right there. She's smoking, right?" He will always be smug he pulled you and NEVER shut up about it. The more wild you dress the more smug he gets. People can look all they want. But you only want him. What's there not to brag about?
Kevin Khatchadourian - Kevin above anyone else would thoroughly understand your psyche before dating you. He's involved with you because, somehow, you intrigued him against all odds. He already expected and predicted with near perfect accuracy every step of the relationship. Skimpy outfits are not throwing him. Can he fight? Yes. But, frankly, if someone pisses him off by hitting on you swinging on them is not gonna satisfy him. He's more of a "put their fingerprints at a crime scene so their life is ruined" type of get back. If he decides not to kill them.
Sebastian Valmont - Sebastian is the one buying you more hoe clothes. He loves your style and is not insecure. If either of you wanted someone else, you could go get them. But you two were practically made for each other. He wants to show you off. Is never going to be the type to try and dull your shine. He wants to walk into a room with you and have jaws drop from the deadly combination of the way you look together. He thrives off of seeing how much people want you. Knowing how futile it is. How hopeless. He pulls you tight into his side and grins like the devil himself (also, and this knowledge is of utmost importance, he cannot fight for shit.)
❥ my girl can wear whatever she want cus I’m scared of her ❥
Nathan Prescott - Is possessive, jealous and insecure enough to absolutely want you to change what you're wearing. With anyone else he'd even be bold enough to tell them to change. You are not anyone else, though. You are you. Considering every other behavior you tolerate from Nathan on a monthly, weekly, daily, and hourly basis you would snap on him like a twig if he tried to bring one more red flag on board. He knows this. You know this. When you slide on your low rise jeans and the tiniest crop top known to man, you make eye contact with one another in the mirror. He looks away first. You go back to peacefully fixing up your hair. Upside, no one is crazy enough to actually hit on you when you're at parties held on campus together. Which means Nathan won't have the cops called on him. Hooray!
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slasherscream · 4 months
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A/N: shout-out to @abominableghostface, who was my beta reader and co-conspirator as usual.
CRAZY ASS BOYS GANG + WHAT TYPE OF "LEAVING IN THE MORNING" PERSON ARE THEY
❥ we ride at dawn. try and survive ❥
Billy Loomis - The man with the plan. When he says morning he means we are going to be in the car and on the road by the time the sun rays begin to hit the earth. Granted, it's not a hectic morning by any means. He'll have made sure the two of you started packing days in advance. There’s no last minute rushing around. No wondering if you packed a toothbrush, or your favorite jacket. You double checked everything the night before, and then checked behind one another to make sure. But no matter how peaceful the waking, being dragged to your car at 4:30am will make you want to kill him. He passes you your favorite blanket that he threw in the dryer last minute, a cozy protection against the dewy chill of the night turning to morning. When he tells you to sleep until he finds somewhere decent to eat you hate him a little less.
Jordan Li - By nature Jordan is more of a night owl. Through pure necessity they’ve molded themself into something resembling a morning person. Sure, the way they don’t start smiling before 10am shows you it’s not at all a natural state of being, but they do it anyways. 
So used to starting the monotonous, average days bright and early they’re definitely not going to want to start a vacation late. They wake up to the sound of their alarm. They wake you up to soft kisses pressed into your skin. When you open your eyes, scowling at them anyways, they can’t help but laugh, “Yeah I know, I know, fuck off. But we gotta head out before traffic hits.” 
Knowing how you are in the mornings Jordan packed the car last night. When you roll over, intent on ignoring them they roll their eyes and shift, so that he can drag you from bed no matter how hard you try and make yourself dead weight. 
You’re still half asleep, leaned up against him beneath the spray of the shower, but wake up when he flicks water at your face.
“Fuck off.” You grumble. 
“Once we’re on the road I’ll fuck off for at least an hour. Then we’ll grab breakfast, yeah?” He pushes a loofah in your hand and grins once you take it. They shift again, nudging you out the way with her hip so you’re sharing the water instead of hogging it, “Wash my back so we can head out.” 
When they wake you up outside a diner two hours later instead of one you’re feeling much more agreeable, pulling them in for a kiss when they open your car door.
Sebastian Valmont - A chronic riser with the sun. It doesn’t matter what time he goes to sleep, he is going to wake up right as the sun rises. He has black out curtains and takes morning yoga classes. The bastard. His body simply enjoys being awake at six am. Thus, he sees absolutely no reason why leaving for your trip should come hours after that. He’s going to be the one driving anyways. The maids packed all your things, and the butler brought everything out to the car. All that’s left is to get you out of the house. Sebastian helps you put on your clothes, laughs at the way he has to push your arms into your shirt, and drag you to brush your teeth. When he tucks you into the passenger seat he knows you’ll be asleep again by the time he slides into the driver’s seat. He sneaks glances at you for the first few hours of the drive, quietly listening to music and the soft sound of your snoring, enjoying every second.
Stu Macher - Ball of energy that he is, Stu is awake bright and early, and does not need time to “wake up.” He unfortunately acts like this is a universal experience. The fact that he’s excited about the trip makes his typical lack of empathy towards night owls even more brutal than usual. You’re unceremoniously dragged from bed. He tickles you as you brush your teeth. If you seem a little extra groggy that morning he hops in the shower with you and turns it on cold to get your motor running. He acts completely baffled about why you’re still scowling by the time he’s back from his banishment of loading up the car while you try to dress yourself in peace. To make matters worse he wants to talk about anything and everything with you despite the fact that the sky is still that sleepy shade of blue that’s half night, half dawn. You stare at him hatefully from the corner of your eye, grunting answers at him until you pass a diner that’s open and you can get caffeine into your system. His excitement for the trip is cute once you’re awake.
Kevin Khatchadourian - Rises with the sun and is deeply irritated that you don’t. On a regular day he rarely let’s you sleep in. You’ll be lucky if he chooses to start his daily routine without you. On the mornings when he decides to practice archery, which is most, you’ll get an extra hour and a half. By the time he’s coming back inside he wants you both moving around one another, starting the rest of the routine. Brushing teeth, making food, the idle chatter of your voice. Considering he’s not fond of changing your routine, which is exactly what a vacation is, he doesn’t want to hear a single complaint about the hour he wakes you up to start the drive. He also doesn’t let you fall asleep when you get into the car, even though he’s the only one driving. You’re keeping him company no matter how tired you are.
Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves - While he maintains a strict schedule of waking up early unless hungover he is by no means a morning person. He’ll wake you up as gently as he’s capable of if the shrillness of the alarm didn’t do the trick, rocking you by the shoulder until your eyes blink open. The two of you packed the car last night so there wouldn’t be anything to do or communicate with one another upon first waking up. Two non-morning people trying to talk to each other upon first waking up was a recipe for disaster. Especially if it was the pair of you. Quietly you go about your morning. Brushing your teeth side by side, bumping against each other every now and then instead of speaking. Ben grabs the green smoothies that he made for the two of you the night before, something to tide you over until you found a place he was willing to eat at (which was always an unnecessarily complicated task.) It’s thirty minutes of driving and radio playing softly before you’re caught in a bit of traffic and you’re awake enough to be sweet. You lean across the cupholder to kiss his cheek and he gives you a small smile,  “Morning, L/N.” The two of you are experts at sharing your mornings by now.
❥ we leave sometime before noon ❥
Jason Dean/JD - Will never wake you up before he thinks you’ve gotten all the rest you need. His favorite hobby is turning off your morning alarms if he thinks you set them unreasonably early in comparison to when you fell asleep. He’s certainly not going to break that pattern for the start of a vacation, when you should be resting. You’ll wake whenever you naturally wake up, JD still wrapped around you. You’ll shower, drink some coffee, do one last check of the luggage and then he’ll haul everything out to the car for you, no matter how much you both packed. He likes you to not lift a finger during your trips and it starts before you ever leave the house. It certainly puts you into a vacation mindset.
David Mccall - David himself is an early riser but likes to let you sleep in whenever he can. The start of a vacation is certainly one of those times. He spends the hours before you wake taking care of last minute things. He checks all the bags again, makes sure everything you could possibly need is packed, then loads up the car. He makes sure the house is clean so there’s no mess to come back to that you’ll stress yourself out over. Closer to the time he knows you’ll get up he starts making breakfast for you. He’s so focused on the task he jumps when your arms loop around his waist and you start to press grateful sleepy kisses to his back. You’ll be on the road in an hour or two, he’s in no rush. He wants you relaxed and enjoying yourself every step of the way.
Josh Washington - Due to his insomnia he is not falling asleep any earlier than one am most nights. To ask him to get up at dawn would be like killing a puppy. You both sleep in, wake up sometime just before noon. You like to be realistic about your expectations for yourselves, so there’s no rush. A late start was factored into the plans from the beginning. You packed everything into the car the night before, so all there’s left to do is hop in. You wake yourselves up with some music to start. Barely twenty minutes on the road you see a cute diner and stop for late breakfast. You smile at each other as the afternoon sun shines on both your faces, sleepily discussing what you’re most excited about doing when you arrive at your destination.
❥ secret third worse thing ❥
Nathan Prescott - Nathan likes your journeys to begin in the dead of night. Whether it’s heading to the airport or hopping in the car to start a long drive, a 9pm start time is the sweet spot for him. He doesn’t like waking up early to start trips in the morning. Nor does he like being stuck in the claustrophobic traffic of other human bodies or cars during the afternoon. You’ll be dead tired by the time you get wherever you’re going but having a good beginning to vacations is important. Especially for Nathan. When you start at night his anxiety tends to be lower for the whole trip. The things we do for love.
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slasherscream · 2 years
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crazy ass boys gang finding the reader crying
crazy ass boys gang + finding you crying 
billy loomis: Hates seeing you cry but doesn’t panic about it. First things first, he needs to know what’s wrong. He’s patient while you cry through the entire explanation, no matter how long it takes for you to get it out. Once he knows what’s wrong, he’ll hug you until you’ve calmed down. After that, he tries to solve the problem. Very pragmatic about it all.
josh washington: Is no stranger to crying. His sisters cry. His friends cry. He cries. He’s used to it. It still breaks his heart that you’re upset. Goes all out while trying to make you feel better. Will order all your favorite food, run you a bath, light some candles, pour you a glass of wine. Anything and everything you need. You can’t cry if you’re too busy being pampered.
stu macher: Struggles a little with empathy at times, so his gut reaction is not taking it very seriously. If you seem really upset, or you keep crying after he initially tries to cheer you up with jokes or baiting you into getting angry instead of sad, he gets a little anxious. Will do pretty much anything to make you stop crying at this point, because he's now personally uncomfortable. But it seems like he's just stressed about seeing you cry, so it cheers you up a little. It's great to have such a loving boyfriend, after-all.
jd/jason dean: If you’re not crying because someone did something to you, then speak up now or forever hold your peace. Otherwise, he will jump to conclusions and he will go kill someone. Once you assure him that nobody did anything to you (if he believes you), he will comfort you. He’s honestly pretty good at it too. Will hold you for as long as you need and never judge you for anything you say out of frustration or anger. 
kevin khatchadourian: Isn’t very concerned, full-stop. Crying and sadness is an emotion that he’s completely unaccustomed to. He’s observed it, sure, but he doesn’t understand it. Still, he knows it benefits him to get you to stop crying. It also strengthens the bond between you when he does things like comfort you. Since it does have a tangible effect on your relationship, he’ll comfort you. If there’s a problem he can solve even better. If it was a person who made you cry... good luck to them.
nathan prescott: Absolutely panics. Was not born with the ability to comfort anyone. He can’t even self soothe and now he has to help someone else do it? Still, he does hate to see you cry. It’s best if he finds you crying somewhere private. He can’t be caring in front of an audience, no matter how much he may want to. His ego wouldn’t be able to take it. If you’re alone, he’ll do his best. He’ll put on the sounds of whale calls (is that to calm you down or him? who knows), and then just hold you. He’ll listen to whatever you have to say but won’t give any advice. He goes to you for advice, he doesn’t think he has any wisdom to offer you. But just him being there, quietly trying to support you when you can tell just how out of his comfort zone he is, means a lot to you.
sebastian valmont: Is actually very good at comforting you. How people work is his favorite subject. He’s an observer, and a talented one at that. He knows exactly what to do and exactly what will help. If you need a shoulder to cry on, he’s there. If you need someone to bitch to who agrees with everything you say, he’s wonderful. If you need advice, you’ll be shocked at how perfectly he can assess your problem. If you need pampering, he’s got the spa privately booked. By the end of the day, you’ll forget you were upset at all.
david mccall: Babies you. It would be condescending if you didn’t need it so badly. He’s determined to solve all your problems. He wants to be your hero. Something going wrong at work? He’ll step in. A friend stressing you out? He’ll “talk” to them. He pulls you into his lap and makes you pour your aching little heart out. “I’ll take care of it, baby,” and he’s not just sweet talking you. Watch exactly what you say to him, unless you don’t mind him solving certain problems permanently.
sparrow!ben hargreeves: Another one who is awful at comforting you. He didn’t get any comfort growing up and he certainly doesn’t get any now. The way he solves his problems is by taking it out on criminals and having a stiff drink afterwards. Will awkwardly go for holding you and order you not to cry because it will ruin his designer shirt. If that gets a laugh out of you, he’ll breathe a sigh of relief. It makes the situation feel less alien (and scary) to him. He settles on holding you for as long as you need and trying to keep his mouth shut. He can be bitchy when he’s worried and he doesn’t want to set you off into another crying spell. 
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slasherscream · 1 year
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the crazy ass boys gang or yandere until dawn boys spending the holidays with the reader/reader’s family? 👀
A/N: a little late on this but better now than never! happy holidays my loves (tried to keep the headcanons vague so you could imagine a variety of winter holidays in here, but i'm sorry if it's still christmas centric, honey, that's what i celebrate and so i tend to get carried away with it)
TIP-JAR
crazy ass boys gang + spending the holidays with reader
billy loomis:
It will be a hard sell to get him to enjoy the holidays with you. I won't lie to you. The reason? Besides the fact that he thinks he's too cool for the holidays, they bring up a lot of.... undealt with feelings regarding his own family. You might be tempted to let him grump it out because that will be easier. Resist! He wants you to pull him from his totally-not-seasonal-depression into holiday bliss with you. He just wants you to earn it.
So put on your working boots and get to it. Drag him into tradition, decorate the house, fill it with the smell of well-cooked food. Eventually, the cheer and vigor with which you do everything will get to him. He'll begrudgingly join in and find himself enjoying the holidays for the first time in years.
Pick one battle at a time and leave the roadblock of celebrating with your family for next year's holiday season. Trust me.
josh washington:
Polar opposite of Billy. He loves the holidays. All of the holidays! He's incredibly happy to spend them with you, no matter how many years you've spent them together before. Each year feels special to him, in the corniest way possible.
The biggest problem during the holiday season is deciding who you'll be celebrating with. Are you going to party with mutual friends this year? Go to his family's house or yours? Everyone wants to see you two during the holidays. You're everyone's favorite couple.
You two sometimes stretch yourselves a little thin, practically promising to be in two places at once! While that can add stress to the most magical time of the year, you try and relax and focus on what really matters in your few moments of downtime: each other.
stu macher:
Stu isn't one for traditional holidays at home with the family because that's never how he spent his growing up. The holidays meant trips around the world to far-off places. He doesn't want to give that up now that you're together. In fact, he wants to travel even more, especially if you aren't well-traveled.
The holidays for Stu are synonymous with adventure. If you humor him, he'll make it worth your while and let you pick the location of your trip. The best part is, no matter how expensive the trip gets, he pays for the whole thing.
His family has the money. Why not spend it? Actually, the best part is one of his love languages, as a rich boy, is gift-giving... and he does not consider paying for the holiday vacation his holiday gift to you. You're getting that expensive vacation plus a boatload of gifts under the Christmas tree. He knows how to spoil his partner when he wants to, that's for sure.
jd/jason dean:
Is completely willing to spend the holidays with your family (but I cannot stress this enough); do not take him home to celebrate with your family unless you have a perfect relationship with every single member. He will sense discord in relationships and he will choose to say the tiniest remark perfect for igniting holiday chaos and discontent.
Why? He couldn't tell you why. Maybe chaos is more fun than holiday harmony. When he senses a problem, his instinct is to dig into that problem to find its source. It's an addiction of his.
Other than that, during the holidays, instead of succumbing to melancholy over the past, he strives to make your time together as sweet as possible. He goes along with tradition with minimal cynical commentary and enjoys the happiness the holidays bring you. If you're content, he's content.
kevin khatchadourian:
As disrespectfully as possible, he hates the holidays and hates that you want to celebrate them. Any of them. The more you push, the more irritated he becomes.
Everything about the holidays highlights all the parts of society he finds most unpalatable. The fake cheer people greet each other with. Consumerism. The vigor with which they adore and worship their religious figures. It all makes him sick.
Still... there is a certain glow about you around this time of year. So when you ask him to do things, he goes along with your inane wishes with gritted teeth holding back the venomous words he wants so badly to say (do you have any idea how much he holds back for your sake?) Compliance is truly the best gift you can receive from Kevin any time of year.
nathan prescott:
Before you, he'd spend most of his holidays under the influence of whatever substance he could get his hands on first. He's slowed down on the abuse of most things since being with you. Still, the holidays are no walk in the park for him.
There's no way you'll spend the holidays with his family, even if his father "requested" his presence. He'd break his own leg to keep from having to look his father in the eye.
When you bring up the possibility of spending the holidays with your family, he's a little upset, he wanted to spend the holidays with you. When you clarify that you meant the two of you spending time with your family... well, he had a small panic attack, admittedly.
No matter how much you reassure him that everything will be fine, nothing helps until he actually meets your family and is warmly received. He'll be a little awkward the entire time, but the sheer warmth of love coming from everyone around him is enough to make him cry. Come next year it will be Nathan who suggests spending the holidays with your family again.
sebastian valmont:
To Sebastian, the holidays means receiving a few very expensive (but ultimately quite meaningless) gifts from his father which he reciprocates and then going back to pretending, like neither the holidays nor his father, exist. Cold? Certainly. Sad? Absolutely. But that's how it's always been.
If there was ever a Christmas full of love, it happened before he could remember, so it might as well have never happened at all.
Now you're here and things are different. There's a buzz in the air this time of year. You talk, you dance, you cook, you smile. You do everything together, attached at the hip. You drag him to spend time with your family and even that is tolerable, and Sebastian hates spending time with anyone's family (even yours.)
Being with you has been blissful, even with everything you had to overcome to be happy with one another. How well the holidays went will cement the knowledge in his head that you're what's it for him. You're what he wants, for now and always.
He'll surprise you on New Years Eve with one last tiny present, or that's what he tells you, as he puts you in the car and drives you to an unknown location, blindfolded the whole way there. When you arrive, he'll guide you tenderly up some steps and through a door, and then he'll take off the blindfold. You'll be standing in the most beautiful home you've ever seen. A place plucked directly from your wildest dreams (or all your late night talks with Sebastian).
"Move in with me?" He'd say, somehow smug and earnest at the exact same time.
It's a wonderful way to bring in the New Year.
david mccall:
Will insist on spending time with your family if your relationship with them is good. But if it's bad? Even better, he gets you all to himself.
Goes along with everything you want to do. He's at your beck and call. Whatever you want is yours and nothing you ask is too much. He'll cook with you for hours. He'll clean the house from top to bottom and then smile when you tell him you still have to decorate together. He loves the domesticity of it all.
When you give him his gift he'll be genuinely choked up. You'd already discussed the fact that you were exchanging gifts this year, but it still moves him to receive this physical reminder that you know him, and that you care. Frankly, he hasn't received many gifts in the course of his lifetime. Yours means everything to him.
Even though you both agreed to just one gift each, when you wake up that morning there will be a pile of gifts waiting for you. What can David say? He likes to spoil you.
sparrow!ben hargreeves:
The holidays are the busiest time of year when it comes to preventing crime. People are more desperate around the holidays, more prone to violence than words during the most "magical" time of the year. The holidays have never meant much, just a promise of more crime to fight. Still, this is the worst holiday for him yet.
Stuck in some strange, alternate world his father created, all his Sparrow siblings dead and all the Umbrellas having gone their separate ways? When he's not fighting crime, he's keeping himself wasted. Rebuilding a legacy for himself as a superhero when he did all this groundwork for himself when he was just a kid in the original timeline. It's brutal. It's humiliating.
It's not all bad though... there is, of course, you. The super-powered plus one that the Umbrellas had dragged along through two separate apocalypses until you'd apparently manifested into his reality. When everyone went their separate ways, you'd, for some reason, stuck with Ben.
He tries to pretend, but you both know he's grateful for your company, even though he's an asshole on his best of days.
You're not an Umbrella anymore. And he isn't a Sparrow. Now you're a super-hero duo and it works, somehow. You make a good team.
In a short time, against the odds (the odds being Ben's award-winning personality), you've become friends. Maybe even a weird, two-person family. Except he's pretty sure most families don't have the suffocating amount of sexual tension you do.
You've kissed before. Under the light of a dying universe, when you were pretty sure you were both going to cease to exist. You opened up to each other that night. But then there was the stress of... kinda saving the world? And then you wound up in this new, broken, strange one. You haven't talked about the kiss since.
He feels like he's going crazy.
Especially because you live together. He's not sure why he insisted on moving in together (because he's in love with you? because he's never lived alone before? because he misses his family?) but he did. Now he deals with the consequences every day. He hears you singing in the shower to start your day. He hatefully makes you cups of coffee that he insists are poison for the body (don't bring up the fact that he got blackout last night) when you have a long day ahead of you. He preps you for the interviews you two have started doing together, the whole world entranced by this new super-hero duo that the two of you make. He even holds your hand before your public appearances, because he knows you get stage fright.
There's something deeply wrong with him.
He tries to get you both to focus on crime this year, but you fight him every step of the way. Let's decorate, you chirp! Let's watch holiday movies, you smile. Let's cook our favorite foods together instead of getting them delivered, you beg. It's all maddening!
And now, having made it through all the holidays relatively emotionally distant and unscathed, you have the nerve to be laid up against him, staring up at him with big, drooping eyes waiting for midnight to hit on New Years Eve, and you ask him if he misses his family.
He snaps and finally kisses you, months of wanting and waiting and burning boiling over into this moment.
How could he miss his family when you're sitting right beside him?
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slasherscream · 1 year
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black girl high femme reader request here 👄💅 can we get a black!reader who's aesthetic is super girly y2k w/ crazy ass boys gang. Maybe she's got a little attitude but is sweet w/ the boys?? Thank youuuuuu 🧡
A/N: oh god yes i LOVE y2k as a black girl and i want to do a fashion wardrobe reboot when i have the money, don’t care if it’s just a trend i love it
crazy ass boys gang + black!reader who loves y2k fashion
billy loomis: First off he loves brats, he really does. He doesn’t know what it is about that little attitude of yours but it gets to him. The way you dress is what first got him eyeballing you. If we’re being frank, how feminine you were made him think you’d be the perfect victim (problematic? uhm, yeah.) Local man who doesn’t know how to separate extreme attraction from his murderous urges please stand up. He started talking to you and decided he was going to go on a few dates with you first though. You’ve gotta know someone in order to make their nightmares come true when you’re killing them! But he fell in love with you instead >:((. He’ll be angry about that for a while, honestly.
josh washington: Thinks you’re a baddie. This is the highest compliment since he’s always around baddies. He can’t help it, it’s the natural order of things. He’s rich, funny, outgoing, and popular. He attracts hot people in droves. He’s only ever got eyes for you though. Thinks your attitude is well-deserved. If he looked half as hot as you he’d have an attitude too. Likes to watch you get ready when you two go out. Also likes adding new pieces to your wardrobe. The reward is watching you look so good (plus the kisses, those are great too.)
stu macher: He likes mean people so he peeps your attitude quickly and it makes him go ‘awooga’. You’ll assume it was your looks but no, it was your resting bitch face. He really likes your makeup. Loves it when you do a lip-liner and colored gloss look. Always chases you around trying to make out with you because he likes the shine of it getting smeared everywhere. Gets you a lot of accessories and designer things. You stay decked out in baby phat and baby phat equivalent. Also, he loves to match.
jd/jason dean: Isn’t that impressed with aesthetics. He’s been all around the country and observed all sorts of cliques. Still, he appreciates your dedication to one particular look. Bonus points if where you live no one else is doing it quite like you. If you’re not afraid to stick out, that will definitely grab his attention. Dressed to impress even though you’re just going on a quick snack run to 7/11? It makes him smirk. You’re a little high maintenance, and it’s not typically what he’d go for, but there’s something about your Queen Bee attitude that keeps him locked down forever. 
kevin khatchadourian: As disrespectfully as possible, he does not care ☠️. Secretly he does like that Eva hates the way you dress (she is ever so slightly prejudiced, if not ever so slightly full-on racist.) This is something you have in common as she also hates the way he dresses. Doesn’t like it when you give him attitude but doesn’t care how you treat other people at all. Probably prefers it when you’re mean to other people. The smaller your circle is the more time you have for him. Is noticeably kinder to you when you’re being sweet to him though, so keep eye-rolls and teeth sucking to a minimum for your own sake. 
nathan prescott: Tries not to be obsessed with you but he is. You make him froth at the mouth. He takes one look at you and demands you start hanging out with his crowd so he can always have you around but pretend he’s not that interested. You see right through him and probably ignore his ass, just for a laugh, just because you can. This makes him even worse and bruises his ego. He’ll break before you do and it won’t be particularly romantic but you can’t expect much when it comes to Nathan and romance. Gift giving isn’t so much his love language as it is a compulsion because he’s miserable at showing his affection any other way. Loves the way you look but is not confident enough in his taste to buy you clothes on his own. Throws his wallet at you and demands fashion shows once you get back from your shopping spree. Some of your date nights involve him just taking pictures of you and instructing you how to pose. It relaxes him. 
sebastian valmont: What’s better than one bad bitch? Two bad bitches. You two look so good together it’s sickening. You don’t match, but the opposing styles you have wind up looking very sleek side by side. He loves shopping and always pays for the trips. Will even get you two personal shoppers that will bring clothes to you so you can have “lowkey” dates at your mansion. You two are high maintenance together. Equally bratty. He loves that he can be bitchy with you but also loves that he can be sentimental and soft as well. Because of the circles he runs in, people have said one or two nasty things about you behind your back, like calling you a gold-digger. He has ruined more than a few people’s lives over these comments. Tells you about it too because he needs you to know he’ll take care of you in all regards. Romantic king. 
david mccall: You’re definitely not the first black girl he’s dated. He’s got “I regularly date black women” swag. He knows all the drills. Likes to spoil you rotten and get you to go soft for him. He likes your hard-ass persona too though. Parades you around because you’re literally the catch of the century. You two are attached at the hip because he’s toxic. There are no more girls only nights. He’s always playing body-guard. Upside, he looks hot when he’s staring people down for looking at you too long. You can always wear what you want because he’s always ready to fight. Sits and feeds you food while you get your nails and hair done and never complains no matter how long it takes. The only thing he does afterwards is fawn over the way you look and pay the bill. Again, he knows the drill. 
sparrow!ben hargreeves: Is very focused on appearances since he’s always lived in the limelight. He’s always put together so he needs a partner who is on the same wavelength when it comes to looking good. Knows you’re not dating him for his fame because you give nasty ass looks to the paparazzi whenever they interrupt dates. It honestly makes him laugh, which is hard to do. He loves your mean little attitude when it’s directed at other people. Do not get snippy with him or y’all will be yelling at each other anytime and anyplace. Apologizes to you with expensive gifts. You make him use his words anyways and it enrages him, but he’s addicted to you so he says he’s sorry through gritted teeth. (He thinks the thousands of dollars of Off-White clothes he got you should have sufficed as a “sorry” but he keeps his mouth wisely shut.)
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Crazy Ass Boys Gang ft. killing the reader’s rapist
warnings: yandere behavior, mentions of rape/sexual assault - YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
BILLY LOOMIS:
You tell him quietly in the moments after you pushed him away when you felt the heat of a make out session becoming too much for you.
He played it cool, but you could tell it was starting to get to him, the constant rejection the minute the two of you would inch your way towards sexual intimacy.
You don’t owe him an explanation. “No” is a full sentence, and he listens to you when you tell him to stop. That can be the end all be all of the interaction. But you want to tell him. You’ve been dating for months now and it’s weighing on you. The secret burns like acid in your throat.
It sits between the two of you in the most benign and tender of moments. It’s a bridge you want to cross over. You want to share the pain with him, with anyone.
So you tell him.
You watch him closely as the words fall from your lips. Every awful bit of what happened. Every grim detail. Once you start you can’t stop. You leave no room for questions or judgement. You want to tell it all, you want the truth to cleanse you.
At some point it doesn’t even feel like you’re talking to him. Or talking at all. You feel like you’re in a trance.
By the end of it you’re out of breath, chest tight and wound up.
You stare at one another. The truth sitting between you. Then you start to cry. The reality of your tears breaks Billy from the spell of immobility your words had on him.
He holds you for the rest of the night. Promises that nothing like this will ever happen to you again. Not as long as he’s breathing.
You fall asleep feeling safer than you did since the night it happened to you. You cling to him like a child clings to their safety blanket. As if the warmth of it will block out all the big bad things that go bump in the night.
Billy sneaks out while you’re sleeping. You told him everything. He knows exactly who hurt you and he knows exactly how to hurt them back.
The sound of the shower running is what wakes you up. You roll over to check your phone and see that’s it four in the morning. You walk numbly to the bathroom wondering why the hell Billy is even awake at this hour.
He’s peeling off a costume you’ve seen on the news. The Ghostface mask lays on the bathroom counter, it’s screaming white face smeared with blood.
“What the hell is going on, Billy?”
He crowds you against the door. Your heart is racing but you’re not scared. Even though he’s covered in blood and there’s only one explanation for it, you’re not scared. There’s a look on his face that’s so tender. Without a word you know where he’s been tonight and you know what he’s done.
He kisses you so gently it makes you start to cry.
“You told me a secret. It’s time I tell you mine.”
JOSH WASHINGTON:
Believe it or not Josh isn’t a violent person. What he is, is a protective one. He’s driven by love. Not by hate. Everything he’s ever done, no matter how wrong or misguided, or angry. It’s all been love.
Nothing can drive you to the edge faster.
When you call him sobbing in the middle of the night it makes his world go still. He’s back on the mountain, waiting for his sisters to walk out of the woods and laugh at him for being so worried. He’s at their funeral, staring at their “friends” who had the audacity to show their faces.
He’s stuck in the mountains, claws where his fingernails used to be and teeth cutting an inhuman, permanent grin into his face. He’s eating the rotting, cold meat of his own friends brought to him by his sister turned monster.
He wonders what else life could take from him. From you. 
He runs all the way to your apartment.
You’re bruised and bloody when you come to the door. Voice high and keening. Sobbing from so many different types of pain he doesn’t know how you’re still conscious. He holds you through it all.
He cries with you. He sings to you, the way he used to sing Hannah back to sleep after nightmares. Nothing helps. You fall asleep body still shaking and jerking from the force of your helpless sobbing.
Josh isn’t a monster.
But that night he hunts like one. He uses his claws like one. His teeth like one. He doesn’t swallow any of their disgusting, putrid flesh. Even the taste of their blood on his tongue makes him feel unclean. But the pain he’s inflicting is worth it all.
He would make himself into a monster a hundred times over if it would make you safe. If it would keep you happy.
It’s all over campus by the time you can bring yourself to pretend to be human instead of a walking, grieving wound. The only thing anyone can talk about. The murder of your rapist. Mauled beyond recognition, the killing seems more like the work of an animal than a person.
You and Josh don’t talk about it. You don’t need to.
All you know is that you’re safe, and as long as Josh is around, you always will be.
STU MACHER:  
He feels sick to his stomach. He actually asks if you’re fucking with him, it makes him so sick. But of course you’re not joking, you’re crying your eyes out. Holding yourself like if you just squeeze tight enough it might make the pain go away.
Stu wraps you in his arms so tight you can’t breathe.
He’s so overcome with anger he’s shaking. He can’t imagine how anyone could think they could hurt you and get away with it. Harm you and live.  He wishes he’d written it on your skin. That there’d be hell to pay if anyone put so much as a finger on you.
Now he’s stuck with the aftermath of not being there for you. Of not protecting you the moment you needed him most.
And he’s sorry. Sorrier then he’s ever been for anything. And he wonders if he’s being punished through you. Because what can hurt him, truly, except hurting you? 
When he kills them he’s not sure if it’s for you or him. It doesn’t bring him any pleasure. No matter how many hours he drags it out. No matter how much he makes them scream. No matter how many times he makes them say they’re sorry.
There’s still a sickness under his skin. Maybe there always will be now. He crawls into bed with you and forces himself not to cry as you sob against his chest.
JASON DEAN/JD:
From the moment he met you he knew that something awful had happened to you. Some people live with their pain written across their face. Their whole life story, plastered there for anyone to see.
You hide it well enough. You smile and you laugh. You have friends. You have hobbies. You have it all together.
But JD can see what everyone else can’t. What everyone else doesn’t want to see, maybe. You’re the pillar in so many people’s lives. People depend on you. Who do you depend on?
Before JD you didn’t think there was anyone strong enough to take all the weight of your suffering, and misery, and hate.
Every day you wake up so angry you don’t know how to breathe. But life goes on and no one has time for you to break down. You don’t have time for it. You’re so afraid of your life always centering around that one awful thing that you’d decided to ignore it the moment it happened to you.
You didn’t want anything to change. So nothing has. But there’s a hole in you that grows every day and it’s eating you alive.
When you tell JD you try and admit to it casually. But JD is like a black hole. There can be no insincerity in his presence. No pretense or acting. He demands honesty just by the way he looks at you. It makes you snap, and you cry for yourself for the first time in a long time.
The whole time you feel weak. You feel like nothing.
“Would you like to make them feel as small as you do?”
You don’t know what you’re agreeing to until you’re standing over them. They’re tied up, beaten within an inch of their life. They’re gagged, but you can hear their muffled begging. They want forgiveness. They have the nerve to ask for it.
JD puts a gun into your hands and lovingly helps you pull the trigger.
KEVIN KHATCHADOURIAN:
He stares at you for a long moment. His expression as blank as it always is when it’s just the two of you. It makes you squirm. You don’t know what you wanted from Kevin, of all people.
Now you just want him to say something.
“Kevin? Did you-”
“I heard you.”
He keeps watching you. There’s something about the look in his eyes that can’t be placed. You can never read him unless he allows you to, but there’s something about his expression that’s raw. Despite the apathy forever painted there. Something trying to break through that’s being ruthlessly crushed.
“What do you want me to do about it?”
“I don’t want you to do anything.” You’re at a loss.
“Are you sure about that?” He moves, slow and elegant as always. Until he’s kneeling before you. Peering up at you, eyes sharp as ever. He’s searching your face for something and you don’t know what.
You’ve never seen him from this angle before. Beneath you. You don’t think you ever will again. You drink him in, the sight of him on his knees for you.
“I just wanted to tell you. I think I just wanted you to know.” Kevin stares up at you before he stands, never breaking eye contact.
When he presses a kiss to your forehead, soft, nearly loving, you think you’ve gone crazy and imagined the entire conversation.
You turn on the news a week later and see your rapist’s face plastered across the screen. Murdered, apparently.
You search the internet for more details and they’re brutal. Eyes gouged out. Hands cut off. Tongue ripped from their mouth. Ears sliced open.
It’s horrible. And you know who did it.
When you knock on Kevin’s door you’re unsure of yourself. From the look on your face alone Kevin knows what you’ve guessed.
“Why?” You ask.
He kisses you instead of answering and you’re not arrogant enough to assume you know why Kevin does anything. But when he silently wipes away your tears you allow yourself to pretend for just a moment that you know exactly why.
NATHAN PRESCOTT:
Nathan just knows this is his punishment. For every girl he’d ever hand delivered to Jefferson. For every drink he’s spiked. For every body he’s dragged. For every girl who’s cried themselves to sleep afterwards. If they’d been lucky enough to survive.
Nathan fell for you and allowed himself to think that the worst was over. That even people who don’t deserve a happily ever after can get it. Even him.
He’d stayed home from one party and that was all it took.
You barely go to class. Your apartment is a mess. You don’t eat. You don’t sleep. You walk around like a walking corpse that isn’t rotting yet.
You won’t tell him who did it, at first. He begs for months. He’ll do anything. He’ll hold your hands at the hospital. He’ll sue. He’ll go to the police. He’ll be with you through every questioning. He’ll sit with you in every courtroom.
You tell him you just want to forget.
But he knows that forgetting isn’t easy. Maybe even impossible. So he begs you just to let him help.
Eventually you can’t take it anymore and you tell him everything you can remember. You don’t even cry when you tell him. You haven’t cried since that very first night you stumbled home. Drugged, and bruised, and delirious.
You tell him there’s no point. That no one will believe you. That no one will care. And you’re right, if anyone knows what type of horrible things you can get away with it’s Nathan.
So he’ll take matters into his own hands. He buys a cheap gun a few towns away from some low life criminal. He comes back into town and throws a party. An absolute rager.
He gets your rapists so drunk and high he’s sure they barely feel the beating he gives them. When he shoots them he makes sure to at least stumble away from the scene of the crime before he throws up.
It’s all over campus the next day but somehow he’s never questioned even though he’s the one who threw the party.
It’s just one more thing that Nathan will have to live with.
When you hear the news you start to cry, then laugh. It’s the first time you’ve done either in months.
Some things are worth more than whatever soul he might have left.
DAVID MCCALL:
He actually cries. He can count on one hand all the times he’s cried before. It’s a few tears of pure pain for you as you lay in his arms, limp and helpless.
It’s hours before you calm down. Before the grief falls away like the tide pulling back. His tears are long gone by then. He holds you to his chest like a baby, shushing you and cooing at you.
When he asks for a name the room stops spinning for a moment. His tone is unlike anything you’ve ever heard from him.
“Baby? What’s their name, huh?” He asks again. His voice is honey sweet but there’s something chilling about it. He’s not asking, he’s demanding.
You’ve seen glimpses of this dangerous side of David. He tries to hide it from you but you’re not stupid. There’s a part of him that is just anger, and it waits snarling beneath a very thin surface.
But he’d never hurt you. He’s told you that. While he holds you. While he’s kissed you. While he makes love to you. “I’ll always be here, alright? I’ll never let anyone hurt you.”
You wish you’d known him back then. Wish you’d had his devotion, his protection, his anger, when you needed it most. But you have him now, and you want him to take the pain away. To make everything feel safe and simple again, the way it was before anyone ever hurt you. You tell him all this and he pulls you tighter to him.
“Of course angel. I’ll make it go away. I promise.“
His knuckles are bruised and bloody the next day but there’s not another scratch on him.
“David? Are you okay?” You ask, unsure of what he’s done and unsure of asking the question at all. 
He stares at you for a long time before he kisses you. And it’s in that look that you know he means it when he tells you nothing will ever hurt you again. A wave of calm washes over you. He holds your hands and kisses the unbruised knuckles with a reverence that makes you cry.
“I’m perfect, angel.”
SPARROW!BEN HARGREEVES:
Has dealt with a lot of victims of violent crimes. Has even had to talk a few of them down from ledges and bridges. It’s all part of being a superhero.
It’s never been so personal before.
It was so easy to say the right things. Or snatch someone from the jaws of death mid jump. All of that was easy. He’d never been there for the after. He’d never been the family, or the friend, or the boyfriend.
Well, now he is.
He holds you because what else can he do? He’s never felt more helpless. More worthless.
You needed him and he wasn’t there for you. Some hero he is. Able to save everyone in the world but the person who matters most. The only person who matters, in fact. He realizes he’d trade everything to be able to go back in time and just protect you.
His team. His fame. His powers. He’d give it all.
But all he can do is hold you while you sob yourself into a shaking mess on his lap. He wraps his arms around you and hopes you don’t notice that he’s shaking too. 
He takes a few days of focusing just on you. He can’t do anything else. Whenever he’s out of sight you panic, scared and frantic.
He got up early one morning just to make you breakfast and when you woke up without him the way you called for him was bone chilling. He thought someone was hurting you, the way you screamed.
He brings you to the Academy and assures you that nothing can happen to you in a house full of the most dangerous people in the world. He orders his siblings to watch you and even Marcus doesn’t say anything at the look on his face.
He’s a hero but he’s a killer too.
The kill is a perfect mixture of brutality and efficiency. He uses everything he’s ever learned to make the last few moments of your rapist’s life hell on earth. He stretches it out for as long as their body can take the blood loss.
He finds you asleep in his room with Sloane watching over you. You nearly start crying at the sight of him when he wakes you up. You cry so easily lately.
 “It’s okay, I took care of everything, okay?” His heart aches as you stare up at him, helpless and needing him. “Y/N?”
“Okay, Ben.”
He holds you and pretends it makes up for not saving you in the first place.
SEBASTIAN VALMONT:
“Sebastian? Sebastian say something.” He forces himself to blink away the flood of emotions he feels.
The only thing that matters is you. You, sitting in front of him. Needing him. Trusting him. You put up a brave front, blinking back tears, keeping your voice steady. You say something ridiculous, like you should be “over it” by now. Trying to get ahead of any judgement he might deliver on you.
He wonders who else you told and if they threw your vulnerability back in your face.
“I’m sorry.” Because what else can he say? He can’t change the past. He can’t fix you. He can’t make it go away.
“It’s okay.” You say, but it isn’t.
Days go by with it sitting on his mind. You both pretend everything is the same but it’s different. Not worse, just different. He tries not to tiptoe around you. He tries to just be the same, but he hates that there’s someone out there who changed you forever just going about their life unpunished.
Sebastian isn’t a fighter.
But with money you don’t have to be.
He hires some run of the mill thug and gives them enough money to buy a mini mansion. “Make it painful,” the only instruction.
He gets pictures sent in the mail and studies each one closely. He doesn’t feel guilt. He doesn’t feel sick. He doesn’t feel anything he should. Just the satisfaction that a problem was dealt with.
It’s you who tells him the good news. He pretends to be shocked and asks how you feel about it. ‘Good riddance,’ you spit. He has to agree.
As time goes by it feels more and more like a dream, what he did for you. The only proof laying in a shoe-box at the top of a closet, collecting dust.
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crazy ass boy gang reactions when someone tries to hit on youu??
crazy ass boys gang + someone tries to hit on you 
billy loomis: He takes this SO personally. Acts as if everyone in Target should just know that you're his girlfriend. Has no emotional regulation ability so you have to defuse the situation or he will start a physical fight over a respectful compliment.
josh washington: As long as nothing disrespectful was said or you weren’t catcalled Josh is calm because (excluding insanely stressful mental health circumstances) he’s a calm, easy-going guy. He’ll walk up and say you’re taken and the conversation ends there. He’s a big beefy guy who looks way too confident and relaxed. People assume he can fight so even assholes leave you two alone.
stu macher: Is trying to pretend he’s cool with it but he gets angry very quickly. His masculinity? Fragile. Tested. Only course of action left is to overreact. He’s so obnoxious while rebuffing the advance that someone who isn’t even quick to violence would definitely want to beat his ass. He wins the fight but it ruins your date night. You both go home pissed off.
jd/jason dean: Materializes from the shadows behind you and tells the person you’re taken. He may not be the tallest or biggest looking guy but literally no one looks at him and thinks he’s fully sane. You are left alone and your date goes on peacefully. JD knows you’re attractive and doesn’t blame you for the attention you get. He’s toxic enough in other ways to make up for being normal about this one thing so don’t worry about the relationship getting boring <3.
kevin khatchadourian: Is built different and blames you for being hit on. As soon as he gets rid of the scum that you attracted he turns to look at you. He doesn’t have to say a word with the look on his face. That ice cold anger. It’s enough to make you go perfectly still, waiting for his next move. “Can’t get enough attention, huh?” He doesn’t give you the chance to respond, already busy walking back to the car. Hurry up and follow him if you know what’s good for you.
nathan prescott: Immediately shoves the guy away. Lowkey other guy might not have even been flirting with you. He was probably a classmate asking for your number so you can team up on a big school project. The guy will rightfully try and fight back but you have to beg him to walk away since it never just ends with one fight when it comes to Nathan. You don’t even have the energy to be mad about this anymore, it happens so often. Rest in peace.
sebastian valmont: Depends on if it’s a random stranger or someone you know. If it’s a random stranger he keeps it cordial and sweet, if a little bitchy, “Sorry, taken.” and drags you away. If it’s someone you know he walks up and is just obnoxious enough that the other person gets the hint but not obnoxious enough for you to say he was being rude. Master of social manipulation.
david mccall: One word: aggressive. David hides this side of himself from you so it will come as a complete shock when he walks up and drags the other person by the front of their shirt, murmuring something to them you can’t hear. It makes the stranger’s face go ashen though and they run away without looking back at either of you. David turns to you, face still twisted in anger until he sees how nervous you are. It’s like a mask slides back into place. “Honey, baby, relax. I just thought he was scaring you. Everything’s fine. I’ll never let anything happen to you.”
sparrow!ben hargreeves: Wishes he could convincingly pull off “not bothered” but it bothers him so much. The way to bring out how much he cares about you is anyone encroaching on his “territory”. You’ll be pushed behind him protectively while he snaps at the other man to get lost. He watches them go and only looks away when they’re through the door. Is so humiliated that he openly showed he cares that he can’t look you in the eyes afterwards.
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crazy ass boys gang ft ‘call your boyfriend by a different name’ tiktok challenge?
A/N: the mere thought of this is making me scream
crazy ass boys gang + calling your boyfriend by a different name tiktok prank
billy loomis: Is enraged the second someone else's name falls from your lips. "What the fuck, Y/N?" The initial reaction is so intense you immediately break and tell him it was a joke. Let's see how funny you think it is when he kills the guy on principal.
josh washington: Will honestly let it go the first time, people have slips of the tongue. Because you can't leave well enough alone, this will make you sigh the other guy's name while you two are making out. He pulls away with the most disgusted expression on his face you've ever seen. You have to laugh. He climbs off you and refuses to touch you for the rest of the day. Not cool, babe.
stu macher: Goes completely still like a snake waiting to strike, so you know he heard you. He turns to look at you with a deadness in his eyes. Before he reacts like a nutcase, he sees the mischief on your face and realizes you're trying to get a reaction out of him. Don't worry, he gets you back by moaning someone else's name during sex later. Now we're all pissed off.
jd/jason dean: Starts walking toward you so quickly that you start squawking it was a joke like your life depended on it. He slows down once the words sink in and just stares at you. His uncharacteristic, baffled, "What is your problem?" makes you burst into laughter despite the earlier moment of danger.
kevin khatchadourian: Do you want to die? Do you want everyone around you to die? You're at least smart enough to not say the name of anyone you actually know, so you get points for that. His quiet, "Repeat that." makes your blood run cold. So scared of what he'll do next, you'll barely be able to stutter out that you were joking. When he does nothing but stare at you and then go back to tweaking his latest computer virus, you're terrified. He might not even actually do anything. The fear of him punishing you is sometimes punishment enough.
nathan prescott: Explodes. Zero to a hundred real quick. Everyone in a thirty-mile radius can hear him screaming. He won't even be able to hear you telling him it was a joke over his own yelling. You have to wait until he tires himself out. Way to ruin your entire week.
sebastian valmont: You honestly didn't think this would work on him. You were wrong. He stops what he's doing immediately. He looks at you. You look at him. He gets up, slow and methodical like a cat. You've never seen the look on his face before. He looms over you, one hand resting on the back of the couch behind your head. "I'm sorry, I think I misheard you." You rephrase your request, this time getting the name right. He doesn't move. He leans down to kiss you, a hand drifting to rest on your neck, pulling you closer. "That's what I thought you'd said."
david mccall: Couldn't mask his rage if he tried and he doesn't bother trying. "What did you say?" He demands, invading your space, forcing you to look up at him. You've seen glimpses of his jealously before but nothing like this. It's honestly scary. "It was a joke, David." It takes a second for the words to sink into his head. When they do, he softens and tries to ease the tension in the room. A hand moves to cup your cheek, gentle and apologetic. "You really got me going for a second there." All you can do is laugh awkwardly, still in shock.
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Crazy Ass Boys Gang ft. who gives you scary dog privileges
@abominableghostface my beloved helped with these.
billy loomis: Even though he's a dollar general E-boy the looks he gives people are so full of “Please test me” and barely concealed rage that people do not approach you in public. 8/10
josh washington: Josh does not afford you scary dog privileges. Despite his size he looks like a chill, friendly guy. If someone bothers you, he could absolutely take them but usually he’s just really good at defusing the situation. Either way you feel safe with him in public. 9/10
stu macher: Doesn't immediately give you scary dog privileges so people will come and try bothering you. This pisses him off and people quickly realize that he craves violence and conflict, and they leave. 8/10
jd/jason dean: Has the energy of a fucking Rottweiler who was rescued from a fighting ring. Literally no one will ever approach you. Even though he’s not the biggest guy people just know something is deeply wrong with him. 10/10
kevin khatchadourian: Absolutely gives scary dog privileges even with his two sizes too small clothes and pretty boy looks. When he drops his all-American boy act, he’s terrifying. 10/10
nathan prescott: Short but unhinged. Gives off the vibes of having rabies. Plus, he has a reputation. The unsuspecting soul might approach you every now and again, but they quickly realize that was a horrible mistake. 7/10
sebastian valmont: Does not give you scary dog privileges. In fact, he’s the opposite of Josh. He escalates every situation beyond belief, and he can't fight. Super punchable looking. Should use his money to buy himself the ability to scrap. -2/10
BONUS BOYS
david mccall: Is absolutely serving scary dog privileges. He seems normal at first glance so someone might start to approach you. Then they catch a second glance of him. His face has shifted. It’s completely void of emotion, except his eyes which are filling with rage. They instantly turn and walk away. 9/10
arvin russell: Doesn’t immediately give off scary dog privileges. People will approach, especially with the way they see him swinging your hand and staring at you, love stricken. The minute they step up to you he changes. The tension in his jaw, the look on his face, the way his shoulders roll back? The smart ones walk away. The dumb ones get their shit rocked. 8/10
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I just got an idea, could you do a Crazy Ass Boys Gang reaction to finding out that the reader is a model.
crazy ass boys gang + reader is a model
billy loomis: He's so naturally possessive that his brain broke when he found out. It'll be worse if he found out from someone else and not you. He knows you're beautiful/handsome enough to be a model. He's just not crazy about you being plastered on magazine covers and billboards. You're his, not the world's. Still, he knows what fame tastes like (even though in his case it's more like infamy) and he'd never ask you to stop for him. He'll just pout if you do anything risqué. He likes to go to shoots with you so he can stand around and be your scary guard dog.
josh washington: Is completely fine with it. Knows that it doesn't change your relationship at all, so why should he care? Besides, now you have something new in common. You're both going to wind up in the entertainment industry (him as a director and you as a model)! If you weren't an Instagram model before, you could be one now with how many pictures he takes of you throughout the day. He just thinks you're so photogenic babe!
stu macher: Pervert. Immediately his brain goes to the raunchy and vulgar. Asks if you’ve done any nude photo shoots before. Give him a snarky reply like, "Yeah and all your buddies saw it." and watch how he is suddenly not so gung-ho about the concept. Now that you've opened his mind to the fact that other people are seeing you in various states of being sexy and desirable, he also goes to every single photo shoot. He hypes you up during them at least (by which I mean he is a distracting nuisance).
jd/jason dean: Does not like it, but you love it, so he tolerates it. He goes to all your shoots as well. He wanders around studios like a malicious shadow entity, daring anyone to admire you for too long. He also tags along to business events or parties. One day someone is going to like his intense dark look and want to take pictures of him. He'll only agree if you're part of the shoot as well, that way there's an industry trail of you being an item. It helps to soothe his territorial nature.
kevin khatchadourian: At first, he finds you typical just because of your good looks. Whether you’re entirely conventionally attractive or uniquely so you’re an irritant either way. Once he learns there’s more to you than meets the eye, he becomes possessive over your personhood. You’re not sure if Kevin loves you, but you know he wants to own you. You being a model, a public figure whose job is to be available for consumption, leaves him repulsed on his best day. He hates the way he has to hover over you in your day-to-day life. It erases any ambiguity about the way he feels for you. It’s hard to act superior and apathetic when you’re playing someone’s shadow, quietly seething as you hang on their arm and dare someone to try and charm them away.
nathan prescott: You're his muse, plain and simple. You met because the photography and modeling classes you were both part of collaborated on doing an assignment together, so he knew you were a model from the start. The pictures he takes of you are markedly not his usual style. There's still a darkness to them, but it's clear that whoever is behind the lens is fond of the person on the other end. He is surprisingly neutral and not jealous about you being a model. It’s the artist in him.
sebastian valmont: Has dated a sickening number of models before you so this is nothing new to him. He knows the ins and outs of the industry. If you need help advancing your career, he’s exactly who you need to be attached to. With his inheritance he’ll never have to work a day in his life if he doesn’t want to. Still, he’s too easily bored to do nothing. While he’s waiting to inherent his father’s many businesses, he’ll spend his days working as your manager. No one could take better care of you than him, after all.
david mccall: Pretends he’s okay with it but is not okay with it. He plays the role of supportive boyfriend like a professional though. You’d never know how he feels unless he gets fed up and drops the act. He comes to every shoot with you, every party, dinner, or lunch. You’re never left on your own. He can’t trust any of the sleazeballs in this industry. You’re so innocent. You’re not like any of these other people. You need to be protected. He’s basically your bodyguard and is very involved in your career. He puts his foot down and doesn’t let you do any naked or sultry partner shoots. It’s his one rule. Don’t ignore it.
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Crazy ass boy gang with a S/O who's mad at them but won't tell them why?
crazy ass boys gang + reader who's mad and not elaborating
billy loomis - Gets sick of the game real quick. He'll have the nerve to hit you with, "Tell me when you're ready to be an adult and talk about it," like he's forgotten who he is. Instant amnesia about what he puts you through on a daily basis when it comes to communication. This obviously only pisses you off more, forcing you to double down. Eventually he'll break because he misses you and he'll just start hounding you. He doesn't care to ask what he did wrong because he honestly doesn't care that much about the cause, only the effect. He's just sick of you being mad at him. As long as things go back to normal, he'd be perfectly content never knowing why you threw a fit in the first place.
josh washington - Is miserable. Why would you do this to him? He'll wind up making you feel bad with the way he just follows you around even while you're not talking to him. He's inches away from you the entire time. Your shadow. He just wants to be close to you. He's driving himself crazy over how mad you are because he must have done something pretty bad for him to be getting this degree of the cold shoulder. Desperately asks why you're mad every hour on the hour. Please just tell him what he did. You're his best friend before you're his significant other. He misses you.
stu macher - Finds this funny at first. Starts finding it less funny when you ignore him. He thrives off of your attention, so he starts feeling the heat immediately. He absolutely did something to deserve this, but he will wind up making you both miserable anyways. Hounds you like Josh does but is much less endearing about it. Any attention is good attention for him, and he knows all the ways to make your blood boil. This will wind up snowballing into you being mad at him for all the things he'll do just to get you paying attention to him. No holds barred, babe. Just forgive and forget, he can always make things worse.
jason dean/jd - Don't mess with this man I am begging you. The moment you decide to be petty and start dodging him is the moment he will dial the situation up to eleven. He will lock you into a room together and throw away the key. He will drive you out to the middle of nowhere and park the car like, "We can be out here for days. There's food in the trunk." Once you tell him what's wrong- because you will, he'll fix it. "See darling, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
kevin khatchadourian - Another one who will take things so far. He immediately understands what's happening and thinks you're being childish or overreacting. Honestly, he probably guesses what you're mad about as soon as you start acting up. The problem is, though, that you should have talked to him about it. He actually likes to communicate with you. You are the one person in the world that he (usually) honestly talks to, no hiding or games. If you want to start playing games, he is going to play them better. You'll end up coming to a truce with the things he'll start doing to make you realize you need to just let this one go. Afterwards, no matter what he did to freeze your temper in your tracks, he acts as if nothing happened. Maybe he's a little nicer to you. To make up for what he did. But all's fair on the battlefield.
nathan prescott - Absolutely deserves whatever course of action you have decided to take. He does things on the daily to put your temper through the roof, and he always expects you to welcome him back with open arms because of your soft spot for him. Rip that rug of security out from underneath him so he starts learning how to behave. Will he start acting out? Yes. Will he begin lashing out at everyone you're talking to who isn't him? Yes. You could stop to talk to a professor after class and he'll get mad about it. Hold your ground. After the first wave of anger and indignation will come the regret. He'll have Victoria tell you to meet her for lunch and show up instead. Now you are both trapped into having an adult conversation because of the public eye (he learned the trick from you). Makes a concentrated effort to be sincere when he apologizes, even if he doesn't know what he did. He hates hurting you, no matter how many times he does it. Forgive him?
sebastian valmont - The only one who gives you space... for a day. He's only got so much self-control. You're his number one person. Really, his only person. He was perfectly content with keeping himself company before. He quickly learns that that doesn't hold true anymore. It's hard to go back to being alone once you've gotten a taste of true companionship. He will overwhelm you with gifts. Whatever you consider to be the magnum opus of romantic gestures is what he breaks out. He won't even be mad if whatever you're mad about wasn't that big of a deal. He'll just be happy he's back in your good graces.
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Crazy ass boys and how jealous they get when it comes to their s/o?
A/N: i have to laugh lord
crazy ass boys gang + how jealous they get on a scale of 1 to 10
billy loomis: Is so overcome by jealousy that it drives him to the very brink of his sanity. Sometimes he pretends to not get jealous, but he can't keep the act up. It's not a convincing one anyway. You'll know he's jealous the second he starts to feel it. It oozes off him. 9/10
josh washington: This is going to come as a shocker considering how obsessed with you he is, but... he's not the jealous type. That's crazy, you're thinking. I know. I can't explain it either. The vibes he gives off are simply peace and love. 3/10
stu macher: He thinks he's not the jealous type, but he is. He's the type that gets so jealous they kill first and ask questions later. Someone looking at you with even slightly too much interest is enough to make him want to string them up with their own innards. 10/10
jd/jason dean: Is insanely jealous but he's aware of it and doesn't try to pretend he isn't. Still, he considers himself more possessive than jealous. You're his. He's yours. You two belong to each other. Jealousy is for wanting something you can't have. 10/10
kevin khatchadourian: When feelings of jealousy are stirred up in Kevin, he responds by punishing you. You barely have the right to make him feel things that fall on the tender spectrum of human emotions. You certainly don't have the right to drive him to anger. He hates that you have any power over his emotional state at all, but you do. Other people are insignificant. Immaterial. If he's jealous it's because you've done something. 10/10
nathan prescott: Over and over the phrase that comes to mind for Nathan is "goes nuclear". That is because it's the only thing he knows how to do. He has the emotional regulation abilities of a toddler having their favorite toy taken away because it's nap time. He explodes at the slightest bit of your attention going elsewhere. Real scary stuff. 10/10
sebastian valmont: You might be thinking that Sebastian is the most normal person on this list. Surely, he must react like a normal person to jealousy. You'd be right... if the person who is making him jealous is not a repeat offender. You're genuinely the only person he's ever loved. The thought of losing you is unthinkable. If he perceives anyone else as being a better match for you, he will do anything, and I mean anything, to keep them away from you. 8/10
david mccall: Cannot stress enough how quickly this man goes from neutral to ready to kill someone with his bare hands over you. He doesn't react well to your attention being on anything besides him. But that attention stealing thing being a person? Praying won't be able to help them but it's the only chance they've got. 1000/10
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Do a hickey prank on the crazy boys or if their s/o is a cam girl/guy/wtv!
crazy ass boys gang + doing tiktok hickey prank
billy loomis: Only reason to pull this prank is because you don't feel like living anymore. If you wanted to die so bad you could have just asked him. He clocks the hickey instantly. He knows where he leaves his marks. This one is unfamiliar and thus, it isn't his. You're lucky it pisses him off so much that he confronts you immediately. If he wasn't in love with you he would have just started silently plotting to murder you. Cheating is an unforgivable crime to him. "Who is it, huh? Who the fuck gave you that?" You've never started wiping makeup off faster. "It was a prank! It was a prank, Billy! Look, look." He'll have to smear the makeup himself before he believes it isn't real but once he does? Silent treatment. "Billy? Billy, I said I'm sorry!" Should have thought this prank through.
josh washington: Heartbroken. Going into the prank you weren't sure how Josh was going to react. That only made you want to do it even more. It will take him a while to notice. You almost think he's not gonna see it at all. When he finally spots it, you two are cuddling. "Baby?" You make a small noise of acknowledgment, focused on moving closer. "Yes, Josh?" There's a noticeable pause. "What is this?" He asked. "What's what, Baby?" When he pokes your neck, you remember the prank and your head shoots up to look at him. He's got the saddest, most puppy-that-just-got-kicked expression you've ever seen. "It was a prank! It's makeup, baby. I'm sorry." The relief is instant. "I'll remember this." He says. "No! Josh, I'm sorry, don't." It's too late, since you're suddenly so interested in pranks, he's happy to indulge you.
stu macher: Another wild card. The downside is he is completely in the know about TikTok pranks, so your hickey has to be top-notch convincing. You enlist the help of a friend who is really into makeup to accomplish your task. The day goes by without Stu mentioning the hickey once, even though it's brightly on display. You're baffled, but figure he assumed it was a hickey he gave you and forgot about. When you climb into bed that night, hickey wiped clean, you find out how wrong you were. "Oh, so it wasn't real." Stu says, looking you over. "So, you did notice! Why didn't you react?" You laugh. "Oh, trust me, babe. I was gonna react." He laughs too, but you are not laughing with him. You're just lucky no one got caught in the crossfires of Stu's jealousy.
jd/jason dean: Why would you do this? Does danger turn you on? This man is liable to burn the entire town you live in into ash at the drop of a hat but if you want to play with him go ahead. The moment he sees the mark he stops dead in his tracks. You were sitting at your desk, busy doing work and unaware. He watches you, cracking his neck and thinking to himself 'what next'. You turn around, sensing eyes on you and jump. You're about to be relieved that it's just JD but the look on his face kills that feeling. You're wondering where this quiet rage is stemming from before you remember the little prank you'd been trying to pull. "It's makeup! It's a joke! Calm down." The look of an angry predator takes a second to fall from his face. Finally, he laughs, the sharp noise fills the room. "Why don't we get you all cleaned up so I can get started on giving you the real thing?" He doesn't want to hear any whining out of you, no matter where he puts his hickeys.
kevin khatchadourian: The game you're playing is baffling. Whatever reaction you're going to get, if you get one at all, is not going to be to your liking. You're probably doing this prank because Kevin has been neglecting you. If it's attention you want, it's attention you'll get. "What is that?" His voice is low, and you jump, not realizing how close he'd gotten. "What's what?" Wrong anger. He yanks your head back so that you're looking at him. As aesthetically appealing as Kevin's eyes are, the emotion, or, more often than not, the nothingness behind them makes eye contact unsettling. Right now, though, he looks livid. There's a tension in his jaw that makes your blood run cold. "It's makeup! It's makeup." You go to wipe it away, but your hand is intercepted by Kevin's. He rubs at the spot himself. You wince at the harshness of his touch but don't dare complain. The mark smears beneath his fingertips, and he stops. "Now, why would you do a thing like that, hmm?" You're wondering the same thing. "Need some attention, sweetheart?" The nickname falls from his lips like acid. He pushes you in the direction of your bed and you fall forward helplessly. You wish you knew him well enough to know what he'd do next.
nathan prescott: Situation nuclear everyone! Try and stay calm. Focus on getting somewhere safe to avoid the fallout. This man instantly spots the hickey and blows up. You're lucky you have time to drag him into your room as the shouting starts. "Are you FUCKING serious right now?" He screams. You endure the onslaught of verbal abuse in silence. All the while thinking, 'now why would I do some stupid shit like this?' "Nathan, please calm down." You say. "Don't you tell me to calm down-" "Nathan-" "-you whore!" "Whoa! Hey! Chill the fuck out!" Now you're both mad (like you didn't start this whole thing.) Meanwhile, someone heard the shouting and went to get Victoria. Amidst the shouting she figures out what the fight is about and rolls her eyes. The hickey is clearly fake. "She's pulling a low brow prank, Nathan." Victoria says, crossing the room to smear the mark. Now you're fighting about something else entirely. At least he doesn't think you're a cheater.
sebastian valmont: Knows it's a prank instantly. He's seen too many hickeys to get fooled. You'll get a double take out of him, sure, but otherwise? You're gonna wind up the one getting teased. "Needed some attention, honey?" "Shut up, Sebastian." "No, baby come back. Have I been neglecting you?" He chases you out of the room, the both of you laughing your heads off.
david mccall: He isn't aware of the trend, but he figures out the hickeys fake very quickly. Not to say he didn't get insanely pissed off. The rage he felt was indescribable, but he crossed the room in silence and went to touch the mark. When the makeup immediately came off against his thumb he sighs in relief. He didn't know what he was going to do. "What are you trying to do, give me a heart attack? Huh?" Somehow, he manages to make his tone playful as he gently shakes your head. You'll even giggle at the way he dramatically monologues about his pain. Everything happened so fast the rage you saw wasn't able to sink in.
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some ideas for the crazy ass boy gang:
[yandere ver.] how their obsession starts. or how they react to the reader developing stockholm syndrome.
[normal crazy boys] crazy boys meeting their s/o parents (please!). crazy boys with a really innocent, naive s/o.
A/N: decided to go with how the obsession starts but please send back in the parent one i love it
YANDERE!CRAZY ASS BOYS GANG + how the obsession starts
billy loomis: You're a victim to be at first. This leads to the usual stalking and getting to know you. After all, it's no fun to kill victims that he knows nothing about. Then he doesn't know what makes them tick. Getting close is the only way to learn the best way to terrorize someone. But you're so earnest with him as he gets to know you. You're vulnerable with him in ways that are downright foolish, you barely know him. Your vulnerability and openness are what save you from the chopping block and toss you into the fire.
josh washington: There are two types of yandere!Josh
1) He's yandere for you before the events of the mountain. He saw you laughing with your friends. Someone told a joke, and it made the loudest laugh he'd ever heard tumble out of you. It shocked even you. As the sweet sound echoed through the courtyard of your campus you covered your mouth, embarrassed. You didn't see him, but he saw you. You were the cutest thing he'd ever seen. When he saw you next week at a party, he couldn't help but chase after you. He had to know you.
2) You were friends before the mountain. Good friends. Best friends. He distanced himself from you when he lost the twins. When he got his revenge on all your friends a year later you were devastated. Then you had to focus on surviving the night. And survive you did. You were the only one to survive, actually. It was something you couldn't live with.
When you went back up the mountain you didn't know what you were looking for. What you found was Josh, barely human. You take him back home with you and it's like a spell is broken. He's got jagged teeth now, and his hands are more like claws. But he's Josh. You made him Josh again, when he was more human than monster you saved him. Came back for him. Even when he didn't deserve to be saved. How could he ever let you go?
stu macher: At first, he's bothering you just because it's fun to get you riled up. Somehow that spirals into stalking you. He watches the way you interact with other people. Watches you with your friends, your family, your teachers. He's not sure what about you he can't get out of his head. Maybe he'll never know. What he does know is that he wants you, and that he'll have you.
jason dean/jd: You're different from everyone else. You walk unafraid of standing out, for better or worse. He's always been drawn to people like that. You don't even have to be outrageously unique. He notices the slightest little idiosyncrasies of the people around him. For weeks you'll feel someone's eyes on you and turn around to find no one there. When JD does approach you, you instantly know, just by looking in his eyes, that he's been the one watching you. But he's just as magnetic as you are, and you won't be able to resist his draw even though you sense an oncoming storm.
kevin khatchadourian: You're a strange mix of traits that infuriate him and traits he admires (as much as he can admire anything.) You're intelligent but naive. Shrewd but it's clouded by a hopeless compulsion to search for the bright side in every person or situation. You're a bit of a conundrum. At first, you're a part-time amusement. It's been a long time since something has amused him. Then he can't stop thinking about you. About the way you interact with other people. So joyful and carefree and loving. With him you're cautious. You dance around him as if you know how dangerous he is, but you always come back. He tolerates it and tries to convince himself he doesn't care. He's never cared. But he can't lie to himself forever. You're a flighty little bird that's in need of a cage. He's more than willing to clip your wings.
nathan prescott: You're not afraid of him but you're also not confrontational with him. Every interaction you share with Nathan involves a degree of polite neutrality that he just isn't used to. You don't kiss up to him, but you don't scoff at him. You're never aggressive, but you don't cower either. You stand your ground with a quiet confidence that sets you apart from everyone around you. He gets closer to you inch by inch, fighting with himself every step of the way. You're a flame that he's drawn to. He's terrified that you'll burn him, but he dreams about basking in your warmth.
sebastian valmont: You're genuine. His life is defined by deceit, manipulation, games. It's all he's ever known. He thought he loved it. It's real-life chess and he's the best player there is. Then he met you. At first, you're just another toy. But you sidestep his every move without even knowing you're playing a game. The longer the chase goes on the more he gets to know you. You don't wear any sort of mask or hide who you are. It captivates him. As he was trying to seduce you you wound up seducing him with the depth of your sincerity. His life is full of the showy, shallow, and worthless. You're the only thing that's real. You're the first thing he's ever loved.
david mccall: You’re together with David when his obsession starts. It’s the way you love that makes him crazy about you. You look up at him as if he’s your world. You smile at him like he’s the only thing that matters. When you touch him it’s with tenderness. He’s never had anyone love him before. He’s had people want him. Wanting is easy. Loving is work, it’s all consuming. It’s new to him. It’s addicting.
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Crazy Ass Boys Gang + Reader who threatens to leave Them 🙏
crazy ass boys gang + reader who threatens to leave
A/N: this got YANDERE really quick so be warned. also, shout-out to @abominableghostface, who was my beta reader and co-conspirator for this
BILLY LOOMIS:
He’s honestly shocked you would say something like this to him. Not only because it's incredibly hurtful - with his past - but also because of the things you know he's done. He's never held himself back from you. Every bit of his darkness is something you’ve touched and dwelled in. He’s gutted people for so much less than ripping his heart out.
Yet even knowing what he's capable of, even knowing the most likely outcome, you still tell him you’re leaving. What could you be trying to tell him besides, “I’d rather die than be with you”.
For a second, as he watches your fingers brush against the doorknob, he thinks he’ll kill you. Strangle you. A knife would be too impersonal. His stomach drops as he thinks of you, lying on the floor of the home you’ve built together, body growing cold. Every pain he could inflict that would be equivalent to what you’ve done would be a death sentence. As much as he hates you, all his love is still suffocating him.
He can’t kill you.
But he can hurt you enough to keep you. When he drags you back into the house, hand over your mouth to stifle your scream, you realize you won’t be going anywhere at all for a very long time.
JOSH WASHINGTON:
You’d pulled him back from the brink of madness once. When there was nothing but the cold, and the flesh of his friends fed to him by a monster that was once his sister, you came back for him.
It was a miracle that you’d made it off the mountain at all. You’d been the only one. A lone survivor, covered in battle wounds. The whole world waiting to hear what you had to say. Grieving, desperate parents. Shared friends. The police. You didn’t have any answers that wouldn’t get you shut into a mad house.
You went back because there was nothing left for you in a world of normalcy. Who could say what you were trying to find? What you wound up with was Josh.
A Josh with claws, and jagged teeth cutting across a face that used to be so handsome and sweetly human. You don’t know what he is when you drag him from the mountain.
You spend months helping to rehabilitate him. Shoving all the love and time you can into him, until you’ve coaxed him back into a ghost of himself. Whatever he is now, is what you crafted him into.
And now you want to leave. The memories are too much, you say. You’re so much better now, you say. Your quiet insistence that he doesn’t need you anymore is laughable. You’re the only thing he has left.
You turn your back to him to pick up your bags and he knocks you unconscious. He catches you before you’re even close to hitting the ground. This will be the last time he ever hurts you.
You wake up tied lovingly to a bed and wonder how much of your Josh is really left.
STU MACHER: 
He thinks you’re joking, until he doesn’t. He even let’s you go. You’re throwing a temper tantrum, and he’s decided to tolerate it good naturedly. You take a bag and go stay with a friend. You don’t answer his calls. You unfollow him on everything and change your relationship status to “single” to add extra flavor.
Two weeks go by, and it stops being funny.
He starts watching you from afar. His blood starts to boil. He tells himself to calm down. You’re going to come back. He just pissed you off and you’re giving yourself time to cool down. You hate to say things you don’t mean. You’re taking some space to be mature.  
A month goes by.
You never go back to the apartment to get your things. You move in with another guy. A friend that he’s always hated. He watches you haul newly brought clothes and home décor up to the new apartment. You’ve decided to just start fresh, apparently.
He waits for you to settle in.
Then he creeps in one night, while you’re out and about the town, and guts your friend like a fish. He hangs the entrails around the apartment like tinsel. A perfect bloody scene for you to come home to. That you caused.
He waits in hiding and smiles when he hears you scream. It’s bloodcurdling. It’s animalistic. Pure terror and grief. He let’s you stew in it before he makes his appearance.
“Now, I think we can both agree that this didn’t need to happen, right baby doll?” He drapes himself over you gently. He holds his hunting knife to your throat like it’s a necklace.
There’s something loving about the way he slices into your neck. Shallow, a quiet threat. The blood starts to drip, and you sob, nodding along. He sighs, relieved. He just knew that you’d see reason.
JASON DEAN/JD:
You say it in the heat of the moment and wish instantly that you could take it back.
JD has always relished in your fights. They’re passionate, heated, and they wouldn’t be that way if you two didn’t love each other so much. They’re practically one of his love languages. But he loves to go too far. He always goes too far.
“What did you say, darling?” His demeanor changes seamlessly. You’re no longer playing a game with each other and now you’re lost.
The ice is breaking underneath you and you’re too far from shore to even see it.
He steps towards you, and you take a step back, pure instinct. He’s a predator and you’ve pissed him off. You watch one another. The ice splinters.
“C’mon! I don’t think I heard you right. What did you just say?”
“Jason, please I’m-”
“You want to leave? Is that it?” He looks off to the side with a laugh.
When he crosses the room and pushes you up against the wall you almost scream. The noise is caught in your throat and exits as a miserable whine when he grabs you by the hair and forces you to look at him. His gun is across the room, disassembled for cleaning on the living room table. You don’t know whether that’s a comfort. Now you don’t know what he’ll do.  
“Well, that's really too bad, because you're not going anywhere.” He tightens his grip and shakes you. You’d forgotten how strong he was.
“It’s you and me till the end, but the end could come any day darling.” You freeze up, staring into his eyes. They’re hot and cold at the same time. You can see the love for you, the desperation, you can see the rage that you’d ever threaten to turn your back on him and leave.
“I’m sorry-” You watch his face soften in increments. “I didn’t mean it, JD. I promise, I didn’t.”
You don’t know if you had. All you know is you must have been crazy to say it out loud.
“I love you.” The words come tentatively, and his grip tightens. You wince. “I love you.” Stronger, this time, despite the way you gasp them in pain.
“I love you too. I love you more than anything.” The words hang like a threat. You try not to cry when he kisses you.
KEVIN KHATCHADOURIAN:
You don’t know why, in hindsight, you thought he would let you walk away. It was all too easy. You sat him down and told him you were done, no beating around the bush. There wasn’t even a flicker of surprise on his face when you told him.
The quiet after your words stilled the room. You stare at one another. Those eyes you’ve never been able to read are watching you the way they always have. Steady, unnerving. A knife cutting down to the quick of your bones. You feel naked beneath his gaze.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.” You almost want to explain yourself.
You’re too cold, you’d say. I don’t know how you feel. I don’t know if you can feel at all.
“Then go.”
So, you went.
A month later you’re alone, crying at the grave of your freshly buried best friend. Their family had already gone. The sky is hideously clear, insult upon injury.
Kevin walks up beside you and places a cold hand on your shoulder. For a moment, as lonely as you are, you almost take comfort in him. “I can do this again.”
“What?”
“I will do this as many times as it takes. Every time it will be worse. It will hurt a little more. And every time it will be your fault.”
Your blood runs cold.
Your friend’s body had been found in a nondescript alleyway. Stabbed multiple times. They’d been left to rot for a few days before someone went to investigate the smell.
Still, you grasp onto a kinder reality for a few small moments. “What are you talking about, Kevin?”
“Don’t play dumb, it doesn’t suit you.” He pulls you to your feet. You go without complaint. “You’re mine. I’ll do whatever I need to do until you realize that. Now, let’s go.”
NATHAN PRESCOTT:
It’s like being thrown into ice cold water. First, there’s the shock.
Nathan stands still, watching you from the doorstep as you throw things haphazardly into your bags. The room is a mess. That alone is enough to unmoor him. You’ve always been particular about the way the apartment is kept. “There’s already plenty of mess going on up in that head of yours, babe. Who’d need anymore?” You’d joke.
Your back is turned to him. He wishes he could see the expression on your face. He wishes he could pry open your brain to see what you’re thinking. He wants to know what finally broke you. He wants to know if you’d even planned on saying goodbye.
He imagines walking into the apartment a few unlucky hours late and finding it carefully devoid of your presence. The only thing left the miserable remains of who he is without you. He would call you, scared and panicked, each call going straight to voicemail. Maybe it wouldn’t go through at all. Then it would be all your friends, your family, the police. They’d all play clueless, all the while laughing at him, knowing exactly where you are. He wonders who you would be going to stay with. Who would help you and take care of you as you create a new life for yourself, one without him?
It guts him. He’s drowning, ice in his lungs. Then he decides to break the surface of the water and fight.
He snatches your wrist. You react too late, too slow. You hadn’t been expecting him. He wrestles you down to the bed and hates the way your pulse thunders beneath his fingertips as his hands wrap around your throat.
For a second, looking into your eyes, consumed with heartache and rage he doesn’t know what he’s trying to do. He doesn’t know if he’s going to kill you. If you go, he’ll go too. He’ll take every bottle of pills in the apartment to do it and wash it down with every bottle of liquor. There’s nothing left for him in a world without you. He watches your eyes roll back, mouth open, gasping for air that won’t come. He squeezes harder. You go limp. He stares.
He let’s go and sobs. You’re passed out but your chest swells with air once his grip loosens. He can’t do it. He wants to. You were leaving. You were going to leave, and you weren’t even going to say goodbye.
He rolls from on top of you and sobs, lost. He doesn’t know what to do. He’s always turned to you when he’s needed a rock. A harbor.
The answer is a bolt of lightning in his head. The most beautiful moment of clarity he’s ever had.
Blackwell Academy is years behind him. It’s his past. But it taught him everything he’ll need to know in order to keep you close.
He calls his sister and asks if he can use her cabin for a while.
SEBASTIAN VALMONT:
He thought it would be fine. That he could get over you. If he fell in love once, he could do it again. He’s hurt for now. But nothing lasts forever. People are meant to forget the pain life has put them through. It’s the one thing people are perfectly evolved for if they allow themselves to be. Forgetting.
He spends his days wondering what he did wrong.
No one ever taught him how to love. No one showed him what it looked like to care about someone just because it felt good to care. You told him he was learning quickly, and he believed you. Believed that you were going to be his forever, his long-haul. He’d never envisioned spending a lifetime with anyone. With you he was imagining which one of you would go first, quietly, the way the lucky old people do, leaving the other to patiently wait for the inevitable reunion. 
He thinks he’ll be able to look back one day at the memories you shared and smile. For now, he numbs the pain. Slipping back into familiar old ways and hating the way they don’t help like they used to.
He sees you out one day. With someone else, laughing and holding onto their arm. He almost gets hit by a car, gawking at the two of you from across the street. You never even saw him, too caught up in your own little world.
He has someone else do his dirty work and kidnap you.
You wake up groggy from the drugs. The sheets you’re lying in are the softest thing you’ve ever felt but you’re sobbing with fear, wondering where you are.
You’re too distracted to see that the room is perfectly decorated to your taste. That everything has been picked just for you.
Sebastian walks into the room and rushes to comfort you at the sight of your tears. He’s always hated seeing you cry.
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OMG wait i got new pjs and was literally thinking of my fave characters seeing me in them too -- and now u got me EXTRA SIMPING. mine are black silk with a long sleeve button up and cute shorts :3 what are yours like!! and what kinda reactions are u thinking abt specifically if u dont mind my asking 👀 (love ur blog btw!!)
A/N: took me so long to answer this but omg yours sound so cute! mine is a long blue, silk floral nightgown with a matching robe, and it’s gorgeous. i feel like blanche devereaux in it.
CRAZY ASS BOYS GANG + reacting to seeing fem!reader in cute pajamas
billy loomis: Thinks you look delicate and kinda like a princess. Low-key wants to blush. He’s seen you dressed cute before, of course. But like... that was during the day. Everyone is trying to look presentable in daylight hours. He thinks it’s cute that you basically dressed up just to go to sleep. Won’t say anything besides a casual, “Cute little outfit you got there.” but he treats you a little extra sweet for awhile.
josh washington: Isn’t as caught off guard because he’s seen his mom and sisters wearing stuff like it. He still thinks your very cute though. “Did you put this on just for me?” to tease you. Hit him with that not everything is about you and watch him laugh. Now that he knows you like cute pajamas he buys you them randomly just to see you smile.
stu macher: Literally is not trying to be cool about this at all. He’s had girlfriends that wore similar stuff but you’re so much cuter than them in it! Also, he’s actually... attached to you emotionally. Which makes everything you do have a wow factor for him. Tells you that you look like a princess and is gonna jokingly do “M’lady” bullshit for the rest of the week. Is also gonna buy you more stuff. (Will throw in lingerie because he can’t help himself.)
jason dean/jd: Thinks it’s cute. Is gonna tease you a little but not much. “Hope you were expecting me and not someone else, darling.” but he knows people can wear things just for themselves. Can’t stop looking at you and is personally a little surprised at that. Is actually more turned on by cute pajamas that aren’t inherently sexual (even if they are risque) than he is lingerie.
kevin khatchadourian: If it was anyone else he’d roll his eyes. There’s a list of judgments he would pass upon them. You’re different though, even if you aren’t like him. He simplifies you in the way he simplifies himself. You’re doing it because you want to, and that’s that. It does make you look delicate, which he can appreciate. It also makes him want to lock you away for safekeeping, as if you’re an antique porcelain ballerina. You look rather breakable.
nathan prescott: With Victoria as his best friend he’s definitely seen pajamas like this before. Hasn’t seen anything like it on a girl he’s dating though so it kinda flustered him. Isn’t good at flirting so he’s definitely not gonna be able to say something sly. Actually blushes, which is cute. He barged into your room but even though you’re dating him when he saw what you were wearing, even if it’s not revealing he had to fight the urge to turn around, like he was seeing something he shouldn’t have. Do not laugh at him he’ll get mad.
sebastian valmont: This is absolutely normal to him. The only thing that catches him off guard is that he actually gives a damn this time around. He’s been with literal models, but you looking cozy and cute just to go to sleep puts a smile on his face. Will buy you so many new sets you won’t know what to do with them. Has the most taste of anyone so he doesn’t even need to ask to know what you’ll like (also, he went through your closet to get a better idea of what you like. When you’re really smart you use all available intel.)
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