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Slashers with an S/O who betrays them and calls the police on them.

:D Add death or whatever idk

Betrayal

Includes: Human!Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers, Human!Jason Voorhees, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, Brahms Heelshire

SFW/Angst/Murder/Hurt/Betrayal (duh)/Lots of sad murder men/Literally how could you

TW: Murder/Violence/idk what you expect it’s Michael myers

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Aggressively cries in the arbys parking lot

This is terrifyingly sad I could Never I would rather die than betray any of them fjfjfnfjdjdjjddjnddn

Ok ok so I’m scribbling this out on mobile so ignore the absolute lack of a cut and (((i fuckin hate mobile editing also not really proofread either, something I’ll probably fix later

Anysituationship let’s hnNnNNNnNNnNnNnNnGh betray the slasher

Human!Freddy Krueger: (can’t blame you 10/10 deserves to be set on fire *wheeze*)

Honestly part of him expected it

But it still hurt so damn much

He had trusted you, the first person he ever trusted to this extent

Loretta was his wife, sure, but you? You were better

You knew everything about this man, he hid absolutely nothing from you, and he truly believed that you accepted and loved him

But when those lights started flashing outside of his home, he knew exactly what was happening, knew there was no getting out of it

You had betrayed him, fucked him over in the worst way you could

And you better hope they don’t make a mistake, because the moment he gets out, he’s coming for a visit

Your death won’t be quick, it will be dragged out for days, he’ll make sure you’re begging for forgiveness by the end of it

And maybe, just maybe, he’ll forgive you, take you back

He’ll let you loose and accept you with open arms

And then, you’ll feel the knife in your back, just as you had done to him

Michael Myers: (may god rest your soul)

Betray Michael? Call the police on him?

You don’t even make it out the door

Michael is smart, much smarter than everyone believes

He’s analytical, constantly aware of his surroundings, constantly observing everyone and everything

Including you

So the moment you start showing signs of even thinking about betraying him?

It’s over

Whatever emotions he had for you, he shuts off. You become just like everyone else in his life, you become a victim

You won’t even see it coming, the silent killer making his way to you and taking you out quickly

He’s not emotional about it like Freddy, no, he’s calculated and unfeeling, so lucky for you, you don’t suffer for long

If you somehow prolong your death, and beg him for forgiveness, you’ll learn quickly that Michael doesn’t go back

Once he shuts those feelings for you off, they don’t come back, you are nothing to him

The best thing to do is accept your fate, because if you do escape somehow, Michael will make it his mission to hunt you down and make you pay for what you did

0/10 don’t recommend hurting this man

Human!Jason Voorhees: (bro how could you,,,,,, I just *sobs violently)

Jason is heartbroken

How could you betray him? Didn’t you love him? He tried so hard, did his best to take care of you

When the police show up, he’s confused, not thinking of you being the culprit at all

At first, he’s going to resist, fight back

Until you tell him that you were the one to call them

He’s going to be so hurt, unable to even fight back as he cries

What did he do wrong? Was it something he said, something he did? What did he do that hurt you?

He won’t try to kill you, you betrayed him, sure, but he still loves you so damn much

You were his world, his sunshine, his everything, and he couldn’t take it, couldn’t take what you had done

If he does escape, he’s just going to go back to the camp and walk back up to what was once your shared home before he remembers

You won’t be there anymore

You don’t love him anymore

And at this point? He starts to believe that you never did

Bubba Sawyer: (WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY)

Bubbas confused, how did the police find his home? How did they find out what they had done?

He’s going to be panicking while trying to make sure that you’re okay, that you won’t be punished for whatever may happen

But when he finds out you called the police? That you reported everything that happened?

He’s crying, shaking his head, No, no, there’s no way, you wouldn’t do that, would you? You loved him, didn’t you?

His brothers are beyond pissed, and Drayton’s immediately yelling, “I knew we couldn’t trust them! I had a bad feeling about this from the damn start! Goddamnit Bubba you should’ve listened to me!”

Nubbins and Chop Top are angry, but more so angry that you hurt Bubba like that

They may not show it, sure, but they loved their brother dearly, and seeing him so upset hurt them both

Before the cops can get in, you’re dead. His brothers make sure of that

Bubba is so heartbroken and hurt he doesn’t even try to resist the police

His brothers, however, do, and in the midst of it all, the three of them don’t make it out alive

Bubba sits in the back of the police car numb and afraid, in one day he lost everyone that ever meant anything to him, all because he trusted you

Thomas Hewitt: (would deadass rather die than ever hurt this precious man in any shape way or form)

Thomas was doing his chores for the day, enjoying the lack of victims for once and the fact that Hoyt was out for a while

At first, when the car pulled up, Thomas assumed it was Hoyt, because who else could it be?

But, when the two strangers step out of the car, he knows something’s wrong

His first thought is to get to you, protect you from these potentially harmful strangers and keep you safe

But when you come running out of the house and to the police officers, begging for help, he finally understands

You called the police

How? He didn’t know nor care. The only thing his mind could process was the way his heart clenched in pain and sorrow at the realization

The two men began to approach him, guns drawn as you say in the back of the car

He just stood there, too numb with pain to actually fight back

Before they could actually arrest him though, Hoyt pulled up into the yard and caught the two men by surprise

It was over quickly

Thomas watched as you sobbed in the back of the car, knowing what was coming

His family wouldn’t be able to trust you ever again, and as for him? He wouldn’t be able to look at you ever again

But Hoyt won’t have it, he drags you out of the car, but doesn’t hurt you

Instead, he makes Thomas do it, he forces Tommy to end your life, and show you the consequences of your actions

After that, Thomas was never the same

He was more distant from everyone, more brutal with his kills

He never questioned Hoyt’s judgement again, never hesitated to take someone’s life

All because you tricked him into loving you

Brahms Heelshire: (honestly fair he would throw one (1) tantrum and I would throw hands)

Brahms would be scared the moment the police cars pulled into the yard

He’d hide in the walls, watching to make sure that none of them dared to try and come in

He’d look for you, wanting to keep you in the walls with him while the two of you waited them out

But when he sees you run to the police, begging for help, he’s livid

How dare you call the police and betray him!?

He definitely tries to resist, taking down a couple of officers before he’s finally restrained

If he ever gets out, he’s going back home and stew, trying to figure out a way to make you pay for what you had done

He’ll try to lure you back to the mansion, whether by pretending to be someone else or pretending to forgive you

If you fall for his trick and come back, your death will be violent

Even long after you’re gone he’ll continue stabbing your lifeless body, his anger too much to handle

He’ll never trust anyone ever again

How the slashers would spent quality time together with their s/o part: 1

The only reason why I made this is because my thoughts are racing through my head like lightning McQueen and I found out that writing about things I enjoy is a good way to cope and calm them down.

Michael RZ:

🔪 enjoying each other's company without saying a word, just hanging out in the same room

🔪 building masks!! He loves making them and lowkey would ask if his s/o could build a few together

🔪 There are a few soft moments, like laying in bed together while both just cuddle and give small kissis

Jason:

🏞 Watching the forest animals and trying to figure out which call belongs the respective animal

🏞 Trying to finde mushrooms, not necessary to eat them but just enjoying and appreciating those squishy live forms

🏞 Knitting!! He secretly hope's one day his s/o gives him a cute funny hat that they made themselve for him

Brahms:

🧸 Playing instruments with eachother, if his s/o can't play any he would teach them, also if they can sing he would ask(demand) that they sing a few songs he likes

🧸 Play time, I like to imagine that he has a huge box of legos and his partner and him would play hours with it. Other things he would enjoy are

Playing family/ house

Generally a big fan with dolls and stuffed animals and messing around with them

Roleplaying that they both are forbidden lover's in the 16th century that finde out gruesome rumors in the castle about the others living there

🧸 Would also enjoy cooking and baking but is just to spoiled to do it first so his s/o needs to kinda push him towards it. Would later complain if his partner didn't invite him.

Leslie:

🍎 Being way to obsessive over other slashers, my guy knows strangely a lot of private things and both would giggle like two young girls just hearing about the new shocking high school rumors

🍎 Planing things out for his next attack and preparing for HOURS for this day

🍎 If his s/o knows a lot of symbolism in things, he would scatter them around like a code for his partner to decode and awaiting their answer with other symbolism. Often times the massages he makes are really sweet and heart warming, but sometimes just pure shitpost

Brahms x reader: soft days (??? Idk how to title)

Just some random rambelings because my head won't shut up about it and I have the attention span of a goldfish so I can't finish the art works I have

(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻. ༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽

Your soapy hands were softly massaging Brahms scalp, who is at the moment sheepishly splashing around the water scattering the toys in the bathtub. It was a slow and lazy day, the sun slowly going down and decorating the sky with a beautiful mixture of red, yellow and pink.

You were taking care of the real Brahms for almost 5 months and even tho so much time has passed, those soft and quiet moments were still rare. No temper tantrum, no sexual advances or jealousy because the grocery boy talked one minute longer then normally to you.

Just peace and quiet.

You carefully washed out the shampoo out of his wild and soft locks and gave him a tender kiss on his forehead making him giggle in his child voice.

Closing your tierd eyes as a hand carefully kneaded his shoulder, listening to the rain tapping on the roof.

"(Y/N), the water is getting cold"

A familiar voice sayd, you looked down, seeing your partner already gathering the toys and put them out of the tub. You hummed lightly, pulling the plug and watching the water slowly drain out.

You stepped aside making room for your boyfriend as his lanky and well build form clumsy dragged himself out, his eyes already fixated to the porcelain mask laying on the sink and reaching out.

While he was occupied with drying himself, you wrapped the colorful toys in a towel and putting them in a plastic box.

Brahms refused to take a bath if there weren't any of his favorite play things around and you definitely didn't have the nerve to walk up and down the stairs to get all his toys, so instead you organized a box and gave Brahms the option to put a few in there for bath time.

Being so lost in thought you didn't realize that your lover had already dressed himself in his pajamas, only coming back into reality when your he wrapped his strong arms around your waist and he gave you a gentle kiss on the neck.

He handed you the already plugged in blow dryer.

It didn't took long until his bird nest that he calls hair dryd. Brahms already shuffleing to the bedroom.

But he had to wait, the bathroom needed to be cleaned up first, it didn't even took a minute when you heard Brahms whining and calling your name wanting to be tucked into bed and getting his goodnight kiss.

A small giggle escaped your lips, it was kind of endearing and cute how this grown man wanted to be taken care of, yearning your tender touches and words of love.

Finally finished with your task you quickly walked into the bedroom, Brahms was siting on the edge of the bed holding his doll tight to his chest.

He gave a quite hum of approval when you finally tuck him in, his dark brown eyes looking at you lovingly, memorizing every inch of your face and the soft, warm smile it holds.

He maeby rarely says how much he appreciates your presence but there is no need for that. The way he looks at you, making small hand made gifts and those wonderful moments when he wisphers those wonderful words that make your heart skip a beat is prove enough.

You gave him his good night kiss and went out of the door, or at least that was your plan. His rough hands held your wrist, his thumb massaging circles into your skin.

"Stay"

The child voices asked, his real voice cracking cracking into the word at the end.

You nodded and placed yourself next to him under the cover.

Brahms snuggled himself next to you.

Slowly drifting of into dream world you still managed to pick up a few words

"I-I love you (Y/N)"