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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

Hi, LOVE ❤ , I have a very " perverted " request and maybe you will hate me for that so, s/o has big boobs which turns out to be LACTATED, s/o also really likes suckling slashers through her big boobs and maybe more 😏. Sometimes milk will suddenly come out of her breasts, and the way to stop it is by sucking the milk until it runs out . S/o also really likes to breastfeed them while having sex.

You don't have to do this request if you don't feel comfortable, I know I'm a disgusting person and you deserve to judge me.

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Don't feel disgusted or worthy of judgement - we all have our kinks and I assure you, most of us have dreamt up way worse shit - I know I have lol

WARNINGS: 🚨MINORS DNI🚨 / 🚨NSFW🚨 / BREEDING KINK / LACTATION KINK / MOMMY KINK / HUCOW KINK

Slashers x Fem Reader

Feat. Thomas Hewitt, Billy Loomis & Brahms Heelshire

🍼SLASHERS WITH A LACTATING S/O🥛

THOMAS HEWITT

Feels guilty every time when he looks at your swollen belly and gets hard

He just can't help himself

Just knowing that he put that baby in your belly drives him wild with lust

But when he notices your heavy, swollen breasts start leaking through your thin sundress, he just about dies internally

You notice his intense staring but act like you can't tell that he's doing it

Inside you're smirking

When the two of you sit together or lie down next to one another, he rests his head on your bountiful chest - his fingers flexing, just itching to squeeze

Has dirty Hucow fantasies about you being caged in the barn, restrained and milked by him - either using his hands, mouth or milking machine

Little did he know that you too had those fantasies

Not soon after when both of you could no longer contain yourselves, you find yourself in the very situation you both have fantasized about

🚨 hucow kink below🚨

You're naked and bent behind the feeding cage used for the three cows the Hewitt's keep. Your head is lodged through the bars where the cows' heads normally stick through and your wrists are tied to rope firmly knotted around two wooden columns on either side of the cage

Thomas is pounding away behind you into your sopping swollen pussy

His hands are squeezing your large, heavy breasts while two breast pumps normally used for livestock are milking your deliciously aching, puffy nipples for all they're worth

You're pretty glad the rest of the Hewitt's are out on the town otherwise they'd be hearing your loud and obscene moaning and screaming

Thomas's lust is overflowing

Never would he have imagined to ever be indulging in one of his oldest and biggest fantasies

The tears are streaming down your flushed cheeks

Your engorged nipples are overstimulated - the pumps ruthless

The pleasure-pain causes your swollen clit to pulsate and your slippery hole clench tightly around Tommy's girthy cock

Thomas grunts as he feels your pussy clench around him, the hold on your breasts tightening - helping the milk escape your body even more

Eventually you feel the white-hot heat shoot down to your core and your wail out your mammoth of an orgasm - you feel the liquid gush around Tommy's cock and splat onto the hay strewn ground

Tommy's movements become erratic, his pounding even more jarring before he lets out a low throaty moan and spills his thick white ropes of cum inside your quivering used cunt

He pulls out of you with an obscene squelch and even more fluid drops to the ground. He admires the sight of your loosened, leaking, swollen pussy before he steps around you and turns the milking machine off

You smile lazily up at him - face flushed, weary and satisfied

He looks down at you with adoration in those sparkling grey orbs of his

He gently removes the pumps from your aching breasts with a pop - your hefty breasts jiggling from the action

You giggle before gasping as small streams of milky white liquid shoot from your raw, enlarged nipples

Thomas licks his lips and gets on his knees in front of you before cupping your breasts and gently taking a sensitive nipple into his warm, eager mouth

He moans as feels the warm white liquid squirt onto his tongue and down his throat

The taste is intoxicating and he'll be sad when you will eventually stop lactating

But until then, he plans on milking you for all you're worth

BILLY LOOMIS

You're lying on your bed - exhausted after a long, hot day.

Its not easy being a pregnant college student.

Just as your eyes flutter closed you hear a rustling of your curtains by your bedroom's open window.

One eye opens and you spy your boyfriend Billy, who you've been dating since you were both 16, hop into your bedroom.

He smiles warmly at you before crawling onto the double bed and cuddling up next you.

He places his scarred hand atop your swollen belly and kisses into your neck and onto your cheek. You both discuss your day and chat a bit about the latest horror films that have come out before his hands start roaming your body and his groin slowly starts rutting against your thigh.

You smirk and seek out his lips for a slow, sensual kiss. Billy moans into the kiss while his hand massages and squeezes your large, milk-heavy breasts.

Since you started lactating, he couldn't get enough of your breasts nor your leaky puffy nipples.

Whether you two were in the movie theatres, his car, on campus or almost anywhere really, his hand would seek your breasts out and he'd beg to suckle. It almost seemed a need for him, somewhat even deeper than a kink.

Billy starts to eagerly unbutton your nightgown and stops when he reaches your hips. You know what he wants and you're happy to oblige.

"Wanna fuck your tits, baby" he whisper groans into your ear. The sound of his wanton voice sends a thrill to your core and you shiver with a nod.

He quickly unbuckles his belt and unzips his black jeans before releasing himself from his silky burgundy boxers.

Billy is rock hard. Pre-cum oozes from the tip of his blushing cock and drips down onto the bed, leaving a string of the clear goo from bed sheets to tip.

He moves to sit on his knees before gently grabbing your heavy orbs and gives them a firm squeeze - watching in awe and growing desire as small streams of milky liquid shoot out from your puffy nipples.

You sigh and groan as Billy leans down and takes one of your engorged nipples into his mouth - his teeth gently scraping against the fleshy peaks. He moans as the taste of your milk washes over his tongue - the vibrations from his throat sending sparks of thrilling electricity to your nipples and clit.

After having his fill (for now) he removes his lips from your swollen nipple and leans forward to give you a deep, passionate kiss. You taste yourself on his tongue and your cunt moistens even more.

"You ready baby?" Billy asks as he pulls away from the kiss and takes his cock into his hand.

You nod, eager to have him thrust between your sizeable breasts before eventually taking his hot load into your waiting mouth.

Billy positions himself over your torso, mindful of your belly. He takes hold of your large fleshy mounds while sliding his weeping cock between them as he pushes them firmly together, milk streaming out of your tits like a fountain.

Billy moans at the sight of you beneath him and at the feeling of your massive tits milking his throbbing cock for all its worth.

He sets a steady pace all the while praising you and your milkers.

"Do my tits squeezing the cum out of your cock feel good, babe?" you ask wantonly through your lashes at Billy.

Billy hisses at a particularly sensitive thrust before slowly nodding at you. Your boyfriend's head looks up at the ceiling, his eyes half lidded, mouth slightly agape - he is totally lost in the moment, in the euphoria.

You can see the haze of pleasure and desire swirling within his chocolate orbs.

Eventually his moans become louder, whinier even and his grip on your breasts clutch even harder. You whimper at the force of his fingers but it only gets you wetter. His thrusts become faster, more uneven before he eventually makes eye contact with you. His lust possessed face sending a white-hot pulse to your core.

"Babe... I'm gonn-" Billy groans loudly before he can finish his sentence as hot strings of thick cum shoot into your open mouth, some tendrils miss and hit your chin and throat.

You swallow his warm seed as his thrusts slow down before coming to a steady halt. His breathing is laboured and adoration shines through his gaze at you.

Taking his index finger he gently scoops up the cum that missed your mouth and places it on your tongue which you had stuck out for him. You swallow and open your mouth again showing him that you have taken all of him.

Billy hums in approval and leans in for a kiss. He loved kissing you after he cummed into your mouth - the taste of himself on your wet tongue drove him wild.

"That was perfect, baby. Thank you" Billy praises you as he gently massages your swollen breasts. "Now, how about I return the favour?" he asks as he runs his index finger up the seam of your slick cunt.

You lick your lips and nod in anticipation while Billy moves down between your legs.

This night was only going to get better.

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

Brahms can be petulant and difficult to interact with at times

Like this past week when the scheduled daily maid had called in sick, leaving you to tidy up the huge mansion for the few days that she had taken off

You had asked him to help you with some dusting and wiping of surfaces with a cloth

He refused of course. Whining that he didn't want to

After having a stressful week yourself with not so good news from family and being more tired than usual thanks to your pregnancy you lost your temper and scolded Brahms

You practically tore him a new one

He sulked and sobbed behind the walls for the rest of the day

You felt guilty the moment the harsh and uncalled for words left your mouth

Yes he needed to be taken to task for his less than co-operative behaviour but you didn't need to do so in such a snappish and cruel manner

You decided to make it up to him

You made his favourite meal and dessert and left it in little Brahms's bedroom, knowing Brahms wouldn't want to eat dinner with you that night after your scolding

After dinner you took a warm shower and put on the lotion Brahms thought smelled the best - vanilla fudge

You wrapped yourself in nothing but your satin mauve bathrobe and stepped into your bedroom and sat at the edge of your bed

You hoped he would accept your apology and how you planned on making it up to him

"Brahmsy... I know I was pretty harsh earlier and most definitely shouldn't have said what I said or the tone I used"

You heard a slight shuffling behind your wall close to the massive old wardrobe in the bedroom

Good. He was listening and you weren't making a fool of yourself speaking to thin air

"I just want to apologize Brahmsy. I'm very sorry, could you please forgive me, sweet boy?"

As you spoke the last word you gently untied the string of your bathrobe and let it drop down your shoulders, revealing your naked form for the voyeur behind the walls and especially your heavy milk laden breasts

"Can I make it up to you Brahmsy?" you asked in a sweet voice as you ran your hands over your breasts

You heard the scuffing of boots behind the wall and then the clicking of a switch before the back of the grand old wardrobe's back panel opened and Brahms came out through your hung clothing

You smirked and sat back

Brahms slowly stepped towards you, chest heaving and eyes laser focused on your own chest

You scooted back on the bed and sat against the headboard then patted your lap

Brahms pulled his cardigan off and dropped in the armchair near by your nightstand and slowly crawled onto the bed and settled in your lap, his arm across the back of your shoulders and the other rested against his thigh

"Let me make it up to you sweet boy, can I do that?"

Brahms nodded so quickly he nearly got whiplash

You giggled and motioned for him to get more comfortable in your lap

With his mask off and on your nightstand your took one large breast into your hand and held it up

Brahms wasted no time in latching his lips around your puffy, leaky nipple and began suckling

You sighed in pleasure at the sensation before settling against the headboard more comfortable

As Brahms whimpered and moan and kneaded your other breast, you unzipped his trousers and pulled his throbbing, rock hard member free

You began to lazily pump him as you murmured praised and apologies in his mop of dark hair

Brahms's sounds of pleasure vibrated blissfully against your tender nipple and your squeezed your thighs together as the sensation shot right down to your pulsing clit

As you pumped him more firmly he suckled more deeply drawing a throaty moan from you

At this Brahms looked up at you, his eye swimming with satisfaction

You run your nails against his scalp and he sighs contentedly

"Does I taste good Brahmsy?"

Brahms nods and tweaks your other leaking nipple

Eventually he starts rutting into your hand and and you stroke him firmer and faster

His moans sending more and more vibrations through your nipple down to your heated core

Brahms's other hand leaves your nipple and instead finds your aching clit where he starts to rub firm circles against it

You groan at the pleasure your body is experiencing before both of you explode in a torrent white-hot ecstasy

Brahms removed his mouth from your nipple and gently lays his head on your chest before closing his eyes

"Brahmsy forgives you y/n"

Brahms Heelshire x reader who is just kinda weird, like collects bones and shit. Also hates people (aside from Brahms who they absolutely adore)

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I'll be death itself for you.

After driving 7 hours with a heavy ass trailer behind you. You finally arrived at the Mansion you bought. In an online auction..which well is a bit questionable, thr house was cheap for its size. Condition was well not the best but it still cost a lot less than it would've. So after buying it and getting up and about, you're more than relieved when the house turned out to be real. Made of bricks, windows and doors.

"Gosh look at this place.." you exit your packed car and hold the old keys in your right.

"Yes yes I'm coming Luc" Lucifer, you're calico cat, busy scratching on the window. Surely couldn't wait to get out of the car after being stuck in it for hours with you.

Opening the door you take her leash.

"Impatient much?" Slowly making it up the stairs letting Luci smell what she felt necessary. You finally got to the door and she sat by your foot waiting. Unlocking it was a but hard, the lock seemed a bit rusty by now and when the lock finally clicked, you tried to open the door. And my god those doors! They didn't have such a huge size for nothing, they were heavier than expected. So using your whole body weight it finally budged just enough for you two to slip in.

"Pray the electricity works.." trying the first light switch, nothing, the second nothing, the third a quick flicker and then a burst light bulb. "Great" you mumble and finally decide that's a problem for the evening. Walking through the hallway and expecting the rooms with Luci was more than disappointing. Everything was dusty, one room had broken furniture, a sloppily fixed wall (hehehe) and a dead mouse in a trap in the backroom of the kitchen. A life one right next to it stuck in a saver trap. You made a mental note to go out to the woods and let the mouse go.

"Okay" you think before you pick Luci up.

"You're to slow girl, the rooms upstairs are not gonna be around all day."

Walking back into the hallway and then up the stairs, passing open doors and not finding any particularly interesting. The child's room looked so sad..and cold...almost creepy but it also filled you with the want to rebuild it as best as you can. Just because..

You settled for the last room at the end of the hall, it has a bathroom too ans the bed was amazing, so was the dresser and closet. They fit perfectly for you. You let Luci down and she imidiatly found it necessary to leave the room. And just explore again. You were fine with it thou, Luci always made sure to let you know when something was up.

"Mh...maybe I should start by cleaning...everything is old and messy..bed first"

Going to grab the old mattress and covers you imidiatly regret it. The huge cloud of dust hitting you in the face. And not just dust, it smelled horrible. You actually almost gagged while sneezing.

"Jeez need a mask huh?" After grabing a mask and some gloves, just to be sure, you finally get to work. The window were painted shut, so great, all the way downstairs and out the backdoor with the trash you go.

Hours later you finally manage to get the bedroom empty and clean, also the bathroom, which is very important ☝️.

You decided to bring up your own bed stuff mattress, pillows what not. The clothes you owned still stacked in boxes on the floor. You got yours and Luci's food...well after you decided you could carry 6 bags in one go, which cost you a stubbed little toe, a ripped open bag, and a bruised ankle.

So yeah no, one trip, was actually not enough.

You needed more than that but it's fine.

You groan as Luci just watches you gather up her spilled dry food. Luci was a diva, she wouldn't eat anything off the floor. Well this food was gonna end up in a bowl soon after anyways and she'd eat it perfectly fine.

"You hungry Luc?" Grabbing wet food you make sure she eats before heading back out and getting the box with your most precious items, your hammer and some nails.

You carry it all back up to your room and set it down on the little bench at the end of the bed. Looking at all the free wall space imagining which one would be best suited. The last wall on top of the dresser seemed perfect for your collection, you smile as you open up the box, carefully grabbing out the fragile skulls, the picture frames that held pinned bugs, two bats and the smaller bones that were inside a see through glass box. Luci liked to steal them, you'd never see them again.

Putting up all the picture frames and skulls, you were happy with it. Only small parts of the wall were still free which should keep you in check, but you couldn't wait to add more to your collection.

You loved to pin dead butterflies, moths and some spiders. You got some while on long walks, some you raised yourself. They were very important to you. The fact you could let them be in their full glory and beauty even in death was something you loved.

After finishing the wall, and the sun slowly set you decided you needed to find some damn candles. And lucky as you were, there was an entire cabinet full of them, one of the drawers was full of matches.

"Mh so busted light bulbs ain't new here huh?"

You leave the study with a huge box filled with candles and set them up. Putting a few on the tables and shelves that were safe enough to hold candles, and some in the hallway and up the stairs on those mirrored candle holders. Which were pretty rad to you. Watching as Luci scratched at a wall and smelled it, "what's up girl? Don't tell me we got rats or something in the walls?!" You gasp as you walk over to her, pressing your ear to the wall. Nothing, but a faint buzzing of the electricity...well the electricity didn't work but sure did?

"This should do.." finally done with most work you decided to eat dinner. Of course the kitchen didn't really help with that so a sandwich had to do.

Seated in the study room with Luci leaving from the small couch as soon as you arrived to go upstairs with her attitude and ready to use the bathroom.

You decided to just eat, you eyes flickering over the walls and shelves filled with books. Beautiful hard leather bound ones, some definitely seemed to have potential for a lot of money if sold well.

After picking up the one that sat on the small table next to the couch and looking through it you dropped it as you flinched. A loud crash could be heard from upstairs, Luci never broke things. Yes she was a drama queen but she never did.

When she came running down the stairs hurriedly hiding behind the couch you were seated on staring towards the stairs with growling and hissing. You get up carefully, "what's wrong baby?" you ask a bit shaken by now.

She never acted like this not for no reason at least.

Grabbing the pointy letter opener you slowly make you way to the stairs. Great, the too of them was dark, the entire hall was, hell the entire first floor was a creepy pit.

"Oh...mh okay..it's okay you're the only person in this house." Trying to sooth yourself with self talk didn't help as much as you'd hoped only the zippo in your pocket would grant you light up in that black hole.

Walking up the creaky stairs with your 'dagger' pointed and ready to be used, and you zippo lighting the steps extra with the candles that lined the wall. Swallowing hard you call in like a fool, "hello?". Like girl, be for real. You're a horror obsessed freak and don't follow the rules? Wow..

Down the hall you only see the light of your lighter, and your slight reflection in the window, "shit...I'm gonna die and become cat food aren't I?", you huff out before you start walking.

"I'M ARMED AND I'M SCARED TO USE IT!", you yell out. Again, like an idiot. You walk past all the rooms to yours and nothing. Not a person, not a broken piece of whatever broke, nothing...or...wait..

"That's not mine...." you say staring at the stuffed owl and crow that now sat on your dresser, decorating the room just as nicely as your wall.

"Okay ahahah what?!" Feeling a buzz off fright thunder through you when you hear a loud thud in the hallway. Just around the corner of your doorway.

"Mhh great.....hello?? Ghost??" you ask into the silence nothing, so the only valid thing to do was jump into the hallway with a war scream (squeal) Just to find a porcelain doll sitting up against the wall next to you.

"Who are you you little freak?" you knew who this doll was. Brahms Heelshires replacement, you knew reading up about this suspiciously cheap mansion was a good idea. You expected this place had held many deaths but well...this one the last generations of Heelshires passing was probably the saddest of them all.

The poor boy who passed away, so horribly, burned, and the parents who ended up going with a different element, drowning. You huff as you brush your hair out of your eyes (yes you got hair or a wig idc).

Crouching down next to the doll, "hi..um I hope you don't mind my intrusion, but well I own this house now..so maybe we should co-exists..or I'd have to sage your ass...which I don't wanna do you're a kid after all" you say, mostly talking to yourself like a dork.

"I don't know how you managed to bring me those stuffed animals, but uhm..thanks? They're nice? I suppose...or um a warning I suppose.."

Basically jumping out of your shoes when all the lights on the floor suddenly turned on and probably the ones downstairs as well.

"SHIT!.. gosh....pff um..Thank you?"

The rest of the night was rather pleasant, a few thuds here and there and a few of Luci's hissing at the wall and sleep seemed so easy to get.

Little did you know. This house came with more secrets than ghost's and haunted objects.