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I have come to shamelessly request a continuation of the 'marshmallow hell' art you did for the slashers x reader but ✨️Sinclair boys edition✨️ if you're ever up for it! 💞

Sorry for taking so long 🥺

Marshmallow hell part. 2✨✨✨

You can see the part 1 here!

Vincent takes so much working on his art that he even forget he has to eat, sometimes you have to convince him to take a rest 😏❤️

bo had a stressful day as usual, and there is nothing more he wants to do than cuddle with you and forget all his problems ❤️

there is nothing better for Lester than having you on his lap and talking about his day while he snuggles on your chest, he loves it 💕💕

Thank you so much for this piece. It really means a lot to me, especially now. This was super sweet and I'll be sire to read it anytime I need some comfort <333

since the ask wants to be a bitch i’m going to do it like this :) thank you so much for ask love bug <3 as someone who had an eating disorder all throughout highschool i can relate to this. this was a bit hard for me to write that’s why it took a million years. it’s a huge struggle but it will slowly get better. love you so much.

this is for the sweet @robin-the-enby <3

TW:EATING DISORDER !!!!!!

vincent sinclair

•let’s be honest here. vince suffers from his own mental health issues so he is v empathetic about it all he won’t make you feel bad about it or tease you. he wants to help you get better.

•will keep an eye on you. he’s always worried about you. obv he’ll give you space when needed but don’t be surprised if you find him sneaking around.

•won’t force you to eat but will suggest you eat some crackers now and then. he doesn’t want you to pass out y/n , you need your energy in this house.

•he’ll celebrate your lil milestones with you !! maybe you go a week without throwing anything up or maybe you ate a full meal every day this week vince will throw a lil party for you just to show you how proud he is of you.

•he loves you more than anything and is honored you feel safe enough to tell him about your issues.

bo sinclair

•he doesn’t understand an eating disorder. you’ll have to explain it to him. he is just as mentally ill as his twin but he refuses to act upon it.

•he’s still confused but he tries his best to be understanding. he never ever forces you to eat. if he’s eating something he’ll be sure to ask you if it’s okay.

•may not be the best at comforting you BUT he will listen and do his best to advise you. having someone to at least hear you out is what one needs sometimes.

•he just wants you to know he loves you just the way you are. he will leave little notes on your room saying simple things like you’re beautiful or i’m proud of you just to kind of get his message across

•when you’re feeling extra down and having an especially hard time bo will go out and get you flowers. it’s date night. just so you have something else to focus on. it’s okay if you don’t feel like it that’s okay too bo will happily stay in with you.

lester sinclair

•it scares him a bit at first. to find out you’re treating yourself like this is kind of a shock for him. he wouldn’t dream of making you feel bad about it though he’ll give you a hug and apologize for not realizing sooner

•he reads a lot!! after he discovered what’s going on he’ll search the ends of the earth for a remedy to make you feel a bit better. he doesn’t want you to have to struggle every day

•doesn’t force you to eat. hell lightly suggest small snacks here and there but never ever forces you

•loves you more than life itself. he wants to the best for you no matter what. your struggle doesn’t define you and he makes sure you understand that.

Let's talk about how the Sinclair brothers have survived all these years. the movie says they've been killing people off the highway for about 10 years. there were about 150 bodies. perhaps there are still bodies that were so disfigured after the murder that Vincent did not undertake to make wax figures out of them, and they just maybe buried them. let's say it's 200 people. but that's only 20 people a year! sorry, but it's too little! if the Sinclairs lived only at the expense of the loot from the victims + Lester brought meat, it's impossible. three grown men could not live on such a small amount, and yes, with what means they repaired the damage caused to the city by the victims (broken windows, lanterns, and so on)

I admit that Bo could sometimes go to the city and sell Vincent's things, paintings or small figures.

maybe they have a vegetable garden. do they go fishing? But I would rather believe that Bo moonlights as a stripper three nights a week in a neighboring town to support his brothers and keep the city in perfect condition

your thoughts?

Bo Sinclair X Reader (Oneshot(unfinished))

Requested by the lovely and wonderful @charliedawn

Synopsis: In which reader has become very interested in Bos hands, Bo takes notice and teases them.

Reader is g/n. They/Them pronouns will be used.

Warnings: Not many, some language, and innuendos on Bos end.

NOT PROOFREAD.

It was a warm day in Louisiana. Magnolias were in bloom and birds were heard chirping happily overhead. (Y/N) stretched in the porch chair they were sitting in, feeling a few satisfying pops along their spine. Bo had ceased work on his truck to enjoy the early afternoon with them, having stepped inside for a beer and a (favourite drink) for them. (Y/N) relaxed back into the chair as their thoughts began to drift. First about the birds, then about the truck, then about Bo working on said truck. About how his hands expertly moved around wires and valves in the engine. How strong and flexible his hands must be. How they might feel holding their own hand. Their thoughts were interupted by an ice cold beer can touching the back of their neck.

"ACK! GOD DAMMNIT BEAUREGARD!" They jumped out of their chair and turned on the now cackling brunet. He wiped a fake tear from his eye.

"Oh calm down." He handed them their drink. "Its not even that cold!"

"You just pulled in out of the fridge!" They reached for their drink, fingers just brushing his. "Its freezing-" they trailed off. They looked at the drink in their hands, no not at the drink. Bo's hand still holding it their fingers crossed together. His fingers were callused but soft. They felt themselves wanting more of them. But Bo pulled his hand away, and popped the tab on his can. He took a big swig.

"I should get back to work." He gave (Y/N) a small smile. "You're welcome to help if you want!" He took off down the porch steps and headed over to his truck.

(Y/N) took a sip of their drink, their fingers still tingling from the short contact. They sighed wistfully and followed after Bo. The leaned gently against the truck while Bo messed with the engine. He occasionally asked for a tool. (Y/N) handed him the tools and went back to watching his hands. Their mind began to wander again.

They could see the tendons moving under his skin. They wondered what his hands would feel like pressed against their bare sides. Squeezing and tugging at the flesh. Would they be rough with his calluses or soft from the oil?Their face flushed slightly at the thought. Bo held his hand out and asked them something.

"Hm? What?" They shook their head to clear the fog, and looked at his hand.

"I asked for the wrench over there on your left?" He questioned. "Are you alright? You've been pretty distracted today."

"Oh yeah im fine. Just thinking." They picked up the wrench and handed it to him, their hand lingering again. When they pulled away they let their finger brush his palm. He raised an eyebrow but shrugged and continued with the engine. They worked in relative silence for the rest of the afternoon.

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It was getting quite humid when they decided to finally head back inside. Lester was chilling on the couch and Vincent was off in his basement working on an art project. Bo headed off to the kitchen to wash his hands, while (Y/N) plopped themselves down on the couch next to Lester.

Lester could sense the tension and inquired about what was wrong.

"It's just..." They started, wondering if it was okay to tell Lester about the hand fixation they had on his brother. They decided not to, considering their little "problem" was their weird fixation on Bos hands. You shouldn't tell his brothers about that... That's just weird.

"Don't worry about it Les." They assured him. "I'll be fine."

Lester shrugged and began to pet Jonesys head. He then began talking about his day. (Y/N) simply nodded and listened.

Meanwhile Bo was in the kitchen washing his hands. (Y/N) seemed very hyperfocused on them. He had a theory but would need to test it. After he dried them he snuck up the stairs past the couch and grabbed a bottle of Jergens (a top tier lotion btw) and began massaging it into his hands. Once it had all soaked in he made his way back down the stairs rubbing his hands together to warm them up. He turned the corner to see Lester rolling on the floor with Jonesy laughing, while she playfully growled and barked.

(Y/N) sat laughing at their display of affection. Bo walked into the couch pushing them aside and sitting down. He then pulled them onto his lap.

AND THAT'S ALL FOLKS...

I could not bring myself to finish this. I'm sorry to @charliedawn who requested this but I just could not do it. It's been hard trying to get back into writing but I'm not gonna make up excuses for myself other than, I've never been a good writer, in the sense that I just don't like it. I'm sorry again! 😓

Jonesy origins ◉⁠‿⁠◉

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vincent and nubbins being absolutely adorable once again

Sing us a song youre the waxman