How The Slashers Sleep (with Reader)

how the slashers sleep (with reader)

billy lenz:

stares. he stares at you a lot. he can't sleep...well, or often.

WILL trap you in a snare of limbs when he eventually does fall asleep. you may not escape until he is ready

clingy. clingy, clingy, clingy. clingy. you're his, deal with it

probably talks in his sleep?

wakes up a lot and wakes you up in the process; but it's normal and you just kiss his head and will him back to sleep.

brahms heelshire

his sleep schedule is mandatory, duh, so. you're going to sleep when he does or he'll throw a fit

he's an honestly very cuddly man when it comes to you. he loves you, he's glued to you, he's addicted to you

he LOVES waking up with you in the morning and going to the kitchen for breakfast (that you make)

he absolutely disrupts you making breakfast with kisses

jason voorhees

he's undead, he doesn't sleep, but he pretends for you!

he loves watching you sleep, he strokes your hair and sighs to himself about how beautiful you look

might doze-not-sleep with you next to him. you soothe him.

he makes breakfast before you get up. he's a master of making breakfast.

the collector/asa emory

tells you how much he cherishes you as his favorite pet (probably giving you physical gratification as well) before lying beside you

very into cuddling you. touching you in general.

WILL NOT sleep until he makes you feel special. no negotiation.

sleeps like a stone. you cannot wake this man yourself, but he does wake up for other things...such as alarms.

makes you an amazing breakfast in the morning.

this man essentially worships you as his little pet, and he is your beloved master.

chop top sawyer

will most likely want to make out

music. at least two albums before be can get tired, this dude is god damned Energy As Hell and music helps him get tired/relax

...might try and grope you a bit, so, uh.

falls off the bed a lot, usually head-first. does not wake up at all. hope you like seeing your boyfriend snoring upside down with his face on the floor bc that's your normal morning

pyramid head

will just look at you. he doesn't sleep. does he?

BUT he loves lying down with you in a soft mattress. it's nice on his back.

he WILL at least try to shove his weird, long tongue into your mouth bc that's...how he kisses you, so

he might doze off a bit for a while

purrs in his sleep when he feels you hold him

any noise in the night will alarm him and you will probably have to grab his arm or w/e to keep him inside. it is safest inside; but it is hard for him to relax bc he does not want any threat around you

herbert west

goes to bed at a certain time or a random time due to him being a workaholic freak

showers each night, puts on his night clothes

kisses you deep and tugs you tightly to him, muttering into your ear just how much he needs you, how much he wants you here

he knows he's...like how he is, and in the past he did not make it clear how much he NEEDS you with him

sleeps on his back but ends up tangled up with you in like 45 minutes.

he talks in his sleep. not loudly, he literally mutters his own notes.

i should write more pyramid head stuff

Thomas Hewitt : Schooltime Friend Blurb 3 (High School)

You were both inseparable, students and teachers knew. You were both glued to each other.

You grew up together, you learned together. You both knew you couldn't do without one another.

Thomas never spoke, but you made his chest feel kinda funny...

A dance came up again at your school and you sighed when you saw the posters.

"Why do we always have to have some sort of...dance each year? What's the point of these things..?" You huffed out. Thomas shrugged and looked at his feet.

He didn't like the dances..no one ever asked him to dance before you. He liked dancing with you at his house. The dances WERE pretty dumb. The music was annoying.

Thomas grabbed your hand and looked to the side before putting your hand to his chest...his way of asking you to dance with him.

You smiled. "Of course, Tommy. You know I'll always want to dance with you."

Your heart started to race. His heart started to race.

....You have a crush on your best friend. You have a-

You snapped out of it when the bell rang.

"Oh shoot- Science, let's go, Tommy." You kept his hand in yours as you both rushed to your classroom.

Hours Later

"I think that teacher might hate me.." you mumbled, making Thomas tilt his head.

"Think about it! I do my best and he's just...so mean, like, all the time..I dunno..." You trailed off. Thomas squeezed your hand. You squeezed back.

You arrived at his house. Luda greeted you as always and had dinner all ready to go. Charlie was...present, but his usual self. However he did say how he loved you in the house. That was nice.

After dinner you and Thomas helped clean up.

"Thank you sweetie for bein' so kind around here. I'll see you tomorrow," Luda mused as she went to her room.

You nodded and bit your lip. Thomas looked at you.

"...You...wanna dance?" You asked, and got a shy nod.

The both of you retreated to the backyard, awkwardly at first but steadily melting into a small, soft dance with one another.

"Thomas.."

He looked down.

"I..uh..."

You leaned up and kissed him before burrowing into his chest.

He was frozen for a good long while before stroking your hair and attempting to get you to look up again.

"Sorr-" He gently kissed you before you could get your apology out.

"...Oh..I.."

He blinked at you with those big, beautiful brown eyes.

"...Nothing." You leaned into his chest. "We should probably go to sleep."

Thomas nodded and walked you to his room, tucking you in next to him. You smiled.

"I...I love you, Thomas."

He purred and hugged you close. You knew what he meant.

silly boy

its 3:38 am and i just saw a ghostface cosplayer pole dancing to “she’s dancing like a stripper” fuck is going on

leslie vernon will be added to my list