#slashers fanfiction

PLAYING WITH THE SLASHERS’ HAIR

• Pure bliss. You will see a new side of Will graham. So mellifluous and relaxed. It’s like he became another man
• The moment you put your hands in his hair he’s gone. Simply gone. He could have been ranting about something,but the moment his hair move he’s already blissed out
• Becomes a daily routine. There won’t be a single night where you aren’t playing with his hair, scratching and massaging his scalp

• Oh dear. What’s this pleasurable experience? Is this how Heaven feels?
• Legit you thought he didn’t know what a scalp massage was until you played with that luscious hair, that he felt himself become boneless
• He knew you enjoyed it that much, but now he understood why you looked so cute when he did it
• Hopefully you have nowhere to go, cause you will have a 6’ ft cannibal on his knees, head in your lap, letting you play with hair

• It was your reward for being so obedient in the last few months, where he had been so stressed he was about to snap
• He trusted you to take care of him, letting go just this time. Just for you my dear. He’s playing by your rules tonight
• And, oh how you enjoyed moving your hand through his hair, scratching gently and massaging his poor brain
• You could feel him purring, the sound making your chest vibrate. It was an incredible sight to see one of the most dangerous man so pliant and relaxed
• It quickly becomes routine,cause he felt pure peace and joy, and truth be told, he never felt so relaxed in his life

• Oh boy. What’s this new sensation? It’s fucking addicting, darlin. Won’t play with him some more, would you?
• The trust he out into you, you have no idea. He was showing you his vulnerable side, and you didn’t disappoint him.
• He literally became jelly after the first few minutes, and by the time you were done, he was already asleep, snoring happily away
• Everytime he’s stressed about something, this will be his go to way to chill. And he gets to spend time with you
• Win-win situation

Prompts

Addiction: “If you want me to beg, then I’ll beg for you”

Anesthetic : “ Sleep tight, I’ll deal with our little annoyance”

Blanket: “You’re so cute when you’re asleep”

Blood: “Who hurt you?”

Control: “Can’t you see? The world is a scary and dangerous place. If you stay here, you’ll be safe. In my arms”

Corpses: “ The next time they touch what’s mine, I’ll cut their arm off”

Defeat: “ I’m yours,use me in any way you want”

Disguise: “ Why aren’t you happy? I look exactly like your lover! Kiss me, hug me, love me,me!”

Escape: “Did you really think you could get away from me?”

Eyes: “ I’ll gouge out their eyes, so they can never look at you ever again”

Fog: “ I’ll kiss away the pain,love”

Flowers: “Is it so hard to love me?”

Gaslight: “ I know you better than you know yourself”

Guns: “ I think they might be a problem. Don’t worry love, I’ll take care of them for you”

Hope: “ I don’t wanna hurt you baby”

Hubris: “ I will destroy everything in my way until I have you”

Jealousy: “ You don’t need anyone but me”

Joker: “ I hope you understand just how far I’m willing to go for you. How many rules I’m willing to break for you”

Key: “If you just do what you’re told the we wouldn’t have a problem, would we?

Love letter: ” Am I wrong? You want to be loved, don’t you?“

Memories: ” I can make all of your pain go away. You just have to say the words"

Moonlight: “ I’m sorry honey, but you made me jealous. They had to die”

Paralysis: “There’s nowhere to run. So don’t scream anymore, love”

Punishment: “ Sorry sweetie, this was just a precaution! I promise I won’t poison you as much”

Queen: “ If you’re with me, I don’t need anything else”

Rain: “ Why are you crying? Aren’t you happy to be in love with me?”

Restraints: “ Be a good boy/person and sit still. You don’t want me to be unhappy right?”

Smiles: “ Where’s that smile I’m looking for, sugar?”

Stranger: “ You’re lying. You love me, I know it”

Tears: “ Sweetie, don’t cry…they didn’t love you as much as I did. I’ll help you over the heartbreak”

Veins: “You are the reason I live”

Window: “I saw you last night… you looked beautiful”

MY LITTLE SONGBIRD

• It was an accidental discovery. He was looking for something to eat and he heard you sing. And well..he could always eat later
• He followed the sound and he saw you folding the clothes, while singing and wearing just shorts. Pure Heaven. Just pure Heaven
• Doesn’t matter if you were singing something metal, country,pop or rap, he stood there listening to you for an indefinite amount of time
• You noticed him leaning on the doorframe,but went on with your task. It wasn’t the first time he heard you sing, or so you thought
• Will have his camera on for the moment. He needs to have this recording, cause he will put them to good use later.
• Will make renovations in the house to hear your singing more clearly. That’s money well spent in his books
• Does he have an entire file about you? He absolutely does. And it’s a lot of videos. Seriously, how much he paid for that 1T?
• Is his ringtone one your singing moments? Absolutely. And what were you singing? Defence of Moscow by Sabaton
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• Probably the first time he heard you sing. He honestly spent a lot of time out for work, so he wasn’t exactly aware of this habit of yours
• Pleasantly surprised. Your voice is like a calming balm. It doesn’t matter what happened before he set foot in the house, your voice has already washed away every problem
• Will he set your voice as a ringtone? Yes, he has. And he has file audio of you singing to hear. So whenever he’s at work, you are always there with him
• Did you just call him at lunch time to sing a new song you heard on the radio that , casually, reminded you of him? Of course you did.
• Did he mind to? No, he did not. That small but true smile was only for you. You make his days brighter and lighter than they usually are
• Did he make suggestions? Probably has,but you don’t mind. Leaving with him has given you a clear idea of what songs he may listen to
• And yes, you had an impromptu song over Bach or Chopin. And he lived every second of it.

• He heard someone singing Hayloft in his garage. And it was you. He heard also your rendition of Skillet, and he stopped dead in his tracks
• Your voice…it was just mesmerizing. Like a siren for a lost sailor. And oh, he was drawn to you like a moth to flame
• No matter what was on, you would gladly sing it, and he would stare like a lovestruck puppy. And yes, you teased him about this
• He denies having ever gone soft whenever you sang in his presence. He will not give you this satisfaction,no matter how hard you try
• As Asa, he will demand you to sing more for him. But you already do, so win-win situation
• I didn’t tell you this…but you managed to sing together ‘Can you feel the love tonight?’ and record the event.

• You are already his muse,but this…this goes beyond his expectations. You could sing? And you didn’t tell him?
• He usually would listen to more classical music,but he didn’t mind putting on something different, just to hear your voice
• His artistic side shine brighter the days you were down in the basement with him, singing while he worked the new statue
• Will probably melt if you sing something romantic directly to him. You can see his face go bright red ,even from beyond the wax mask.
• Please for your sake don’t fluster him too much. He can’t sign when his thoughts have just been replaced by mush, y/n
• If you find some drawings as a thanking gift, you know that Vincent had just been there.

HELL HATH NO FURY

A/n: these will be heavy. I won’t go into the rape details,but if you feel uncomfortable reading this, leave this fic alone.For Asa, it will be Arkin. If you want another slasher let me know

For those who don’t….enjoy your stay

Tw: toxic relationship, mention of violence (off-screen),mention of rape ( off-screen),yandere themes

The squelching sound of flesh pounding against flesh was defeaning. You could only feel that punishing pace he had set for you. You felt tears falling down your cheeks. You prayed that Asa was on his way to find you, or God help you with a quick death.

His hands were groping your body, making you feel incredibly dirty. Why? Why you? Why did he have to do that, when you were just a normal human being? Why…?

-Fuck…you are a tight slut, aren’t you? Look at you, taking me so well. What would your “beloved” think? Uh, seeing you bend for me like the whore you are,yeah that’s what you are, mine to use as I please-

You cried and cried and cried. It had been hours,maybe days,but who knew. It felt like an eternity. Everyday the same burning pain, the shame that accompanied this vile act. Would Asa accept you back, even after this? With that last grunts, he finished his business, re dressed and went away.

You were thirsty,hungry and hurt. You were desperate to find a way to escape. Anything to get away from that man.

You heard what seemed like a door being unlocked. No,not again, please,not again. Footsteps coming your way, light like the wind. And then….a hand. Asa, he was here, he came for you. You weeped even more, finally glad that he had come for you, that he hadn’t forgotten you. His hands were moving fast, and one after one,he freed your limbs from the chain. You fell into his arms with a low whine of pain. You didn’t remember much, apart from a voice shushing you, and the feeling of being moved. You were so tired.

He was furious. First he had let you get kidnapped by Arkin, and then….he….he raped you, right in front of his eyes. Cause that bastard knew he was there. That’s why he had been so rough with you.He would pay, dearly for his mistake. And he was quick to knock him out with a strong sedative, shove him in a trunk, and drive away. First to leave him at the hotel,secured. Then at home.

You were unconscious,the strain put on your body and mind to much to bear. He was looking at you, at your broken body, feeling an incredible sense of shame. He should have known that your disappearance was Arkin’s fault. He let himself be sidetracked and look what it brought upon him.

His hands, slowly and with care washed your limp body. From head to toe, trying to delete what had happened. His mind was a mess. He was feeling guilty. It had been his fault if this happened to you.

After washing and changing you into some clean pijamas, he brought you to your bed. It was then that you woke up. Slowly coming back, you felt…clean. As clean as you could feel. You noticed that you were in your bedroom. Then, maybe it hadn’t been a dream. He really did came for you.

-A..Asa….- his hands slowly came to cup your face, moving his thumb right under your eyes, brushing your tears away. His low voice shushing you gently.

With care,he hugged your form, letting you cry it out. Not once he let go of you. He was in need of this as much as you. He almost lost you, the only one who willingly stayed with him, the only one who loved him unconditionally.

After you calmed down a bit, he made sure to make you eat and drink something. You were on the brink of starvation and dehydration.

He left you only to go cook something. And let him be damned if he didn’t let his dogs on the bed with you. After thirty minutes, he was back with a tray of food for you. He didn’t let go of you while you ate, and he left the dishes in the sink. They could wait.

You could tell he was tense,and with a bit of flinching and whining for the pain, you managed to turn in his arm, laying with you head on his chest. His heartbeat was soothing,and soon you let yourself fall asleep.

-Asa…thank you-

It wasn’t going to lessen the punishment he was going to deal to Arkin,but it helped to quell his guilt. You were still with him, you still trusted him. And that was enough for him to sleep that night.

Tomorrow would be another day.

WHEN THEIR SO PLANS THE VACATION

A/n: you are rich. Like filthy rich.

• You know for a fact that he doesn’t like surprises. But this one was excusable. Or so you dearly hoped. At least you thought that it was one worth the begging you made
• You programmed a three month expedition around the world to see and study rare species of butterfly and spider. You had worked hard for that and he wasn’t going to stop you from achieving it
• You asked him about his summer programmes, and when you saw he had none, you jumped at the idea. Now you only had to take him with you
• You set out a list of things you both needed, and you swore his eyes widened at the familiar items. Oh yeah, you caught him in your trap
• You told him what was going to happen only when you landed in Brazil. And his sincere smile was worth it. Once at the hotel, you explained better what the plan was and you got engulfed in one of Asa’s rarest hug.
• You were about better than the master, were you little spider?

• When you told him you had planned the vacation of the year, he did look at you with a hint of amusement. But he entertained your idea for the moment
• You told him to pack lightly, and to tell the truth he was curious as to why, but you simply said that he will enjoy your surprise
• You covered his eyes and brought him to your private jet. Only inside you told him where you were going. “ I know you love arts and all things related to beauty. That’s why I managed to find a tour of all the major European museums. Just the two of us”
• Oh boy was he smitten with you and your surprise. He hugged you tight, you were simply marvelous. Enjoying a glass of champagne, he couldn’t wait to land.
• You are full of surprises, you aren’t you my dear?

• Wouldn’t it be nice to surprise your hard working husband with a nice vacation to Transilvania and all those places where you can brutal story unfolded?
• Yeah that would be nice, if you weren’t arguing like two idiots on who was going to spoil who this time around. It was your turn, but he had planned the exact same thing
• Anyway… You managed to get away with it this time. But only on the condition of letting him spoil you rot the next time. Ah, such was the problem between you two
• But you had to admit that a month long vacation around the darkest parts of Europe did you good. And you even found your husband a new skull, great.
• Although he was funny to see him try to ride an untamed horse without cursing the poor thing out. Yep, a good time indeed

REVENGE IS BEST SERVED COLD

A/n: Old acquaintances. The past buried beneath a grave. A innocent man endangered by this dangerous game of cat and mouse…

It was a beautiful summer evening, people out enjoying the sun and the good weather. Parks full of laughter and children.

It was the perfect day, for a picnic date. You had already prepared everything and you were going out, when your phone rang. At first you thought it was either Hannibal or Will, but a strange number appeared.

You were curious to see who it was and what it wanted, but you didn’t answer. There had been plenty of similar situations where people were robbed of their datas because of a call.

You ignored it, and went out.

The park you chose was on the outskirts of Baltimore, so it was quite calm and privacy was ensured. You hated crowded places, they gave you the creeps. Or maybe it was just your social anxiety speaking.

Anyway, Hannibal was already there. As usual, the beauty of the river down below captured his interest, so much that while he was drawing, you managed to surprise him.

“Good evening, my love. You indeed chose a marvelous place to have our date at. Compliments”, of course you blushed at the statement. His praises were always the most sincere, and they never failed to make you feel appreciated.

“It was by chance, really, but anyway, let’s spend some time together. By the way, I’ve found a new fascination in art.. ” And you went on, losing yourself in your new attraction.

He was listening intently, a smitten smile plastered on his face. How much he loved you, he didn’t know, but you had a special place in his heart.

The day went on wonderfully. So much in fact that he failed to notice someone.

Someone… Looking at him.

Someone he believed dead and buried six feet down.

But the past never stays dead for long.

He was back in town.

He was ready to hunt.

He. Wanted. Revenge.

And he.

Will

Have.

It

MINE

A/n: what would happen if instead of him, Arkin found you home? What if instead of the collector, he captured someone far more important?

He called you before you could have opened the front door. He was going to be late, due to some idiots who left a new stack of paper that had to been sent in that same day.

Fortunately, you had nowhere to be and so dinner could wait until he was coming home.

Putting down the groceries you bought earlier, you set out to prepare something light. Maybe you could make his favorite.

While you were taking and preparing everything for tonight, you failed to notice someone moving behind you. And only much too late you understood the danger you were in.

Going to the couch to relax a little, you noticed that red box sitting there. Facing you. Behind your head a trigger clicked. You heard a voice telling you to turn around. And here he was. You didn’t recognize him immediately, but after he asked what you were doing there, you understood.

“What do you want? ” You asked shakily. Fear gripped your every being. The same moment he asked again, you unwillingly tried to struck him, having anticipated his moves. But he overpowered you.

And you ended up in the same red box most of Asa’s victim did.

Asa returned later than he expected. Exhaustion weighing on his body. He saw how the house was quiet, too quiet. He saw your things on the counter, but there was no trace of you.

But there was something small that probably Arkin didn’t notice. The parquet a bit scraped. Something moved abruptly. Specks of blood on the floor. Minuscule particles.

Someone had been here. Someone took you away.

He was suddenly very awake. And it didn’t take long for him to put two and two together.

There laid a box, one not to dissimilar from his own. Only someone who had survived could have taken one from the destroyed Hotel Argento.

Arkin… Had just signed his death sentence.

You felt the box moving, until the car stopped. Terror started to take control of you. Your breath slowly picked up. You were on the verge of a panic attack. You felt the bod moving, until it was dropped unceremoniously on the ground. The latches were loosened, and the door opened.

Him and another woman looked at you. One without feeling an ounce of pity, the other looked guilty. You were going to suffer, just to protect your husband.

But, in your mind, it was all worthy.

Asa didn’t waste time. He sped up until he reached that desolate building. The message was clear. Him for that man’s sake.

The outside was simple. The place far off in the wild. He could hear your screams from inside the building. His rage was going to boil over.

He moved stealthily around, using a small door on the back of the building. He could see you from where he stood perched on the ledge.

Bleeding, tired and most importantly almost on the verge of passing out. He could see bruises forming on your legs and around your torso.

The woman you saw earlier, dead. And him. He was standing proudly, facing you. He laughed at your torment. He was waiting. For him.

He knew, he was waiting for him. For any movement.

What he didn’t know though, was that he was already behind him. Having made his moves. Much like a feline. His steps, silent.

It was a blow that put him down, and a snap of the neck later, Arkin O'Brien was dead.

No one could take you away from him. And Arkin had been naive enough to think it a good idea to take you away.

You were HIS MOTH, HIS PARTNER.

No one could separate you two, not even GOD. And certainly not HIM.

SLASHERS WITH A TIMID PARTNER

• Oh little butterfly, couldn’t you get any more interesting than that?
• He lives for you timid nature. You make his inner predator purr in glee everytime you blush or you hide behind him. He could not help but feel protective of you.
• Look at you, so pliant and trusting of him. And you know what he does. Indeed you are a rare specimen,my little spider. One that he will protect,come what may, at any costs
• He is the only one allowed to witness this soft side of you, no one else’s

• Baby, you are the best thing he could ask for. Your timid nature can’t help but boost his ego.
• He lives to fluster you. Period. He’s going to say the worst and lewdest things in your ears, while caging you from behind
• Your red face makes his day, but he will tone it down if you say so.
• In no way or shape possible you will leave the house when there are visitors. Uh-uh, darlin you stayin home
• If someone even dares to come near you, their head will be blown off

• Darling, don’t worry. He will make sure you are comfortable with everything you may need.
• Always politely asking before touching you, understanding that you may not be ready to push certain boundaries
• He will probably kill whoever makes you upset. You are so precious to him that he doesn’t want ever to see you hurt
• You blushing highlights his day everytime, you are just a little treat, aren’t you

MY LITTLE BUTTERFLY

A/n: your family has a butterfly conservatory behind the house. And it so happen that Asa discovers this little factm

You were running late to your appointment with your dear elder sibling. The last thing you needed was to get yeeted back into the house by a rather enthusiastic Asa. You knew in that moment that you were going to have a loooong conversation. And you were right. You didn’t know how he discovered that,but now that the cat was out of the bag, you may just as well get interrogated.

It was going to be a very detailed questioning. “Y/n” and by the tone, he started with, you were going to make a trip soon to the butterfly conservatory. Sighing, you quickly texted your sibling to tell them not to wait for you, and sat down. “Shoot, I know you already know, so get straight to your request, love” and you could have sworn in his eyes something lit up.

And you were right, for you spent three hours and a half on numerous important little details, like opening schedules, restrictions, specimens and such. You already knew where he was going, and you anticipated his next move.“Love, if you want so much to see the conservatory, why don’t you come with me?”.

He froze. He was baffled by your sudden boldness. He had heard of this place, but it was almost impossible to get a full on tour of the facility, and yet here you were, willing to take him inside. He could have cried, but he made sure to thank you properly. By giving you one of his rarest hugs.

“Happy?” he simply nodded in your neck, and you giggled. He could be so cute when he wanted to. “Anyway better go take your notebooks, cause I need to be there before noon. Now come on, I’m driving”. He jumped so fast over the couch and upstairs that you were left wheezing.

And true to your words, not even five minutes later he was ready to go.

The drive was full of excitement, and when you approached the gate of your family’s estate, his pupils dilated. Behind the house was the most important centre of live specimens in the entire state, if not one of the world, and here he was.

“So, probably you already know my family, but this is my brother. He will take you to the conservatory. If you have any questions, he will be more than pleased to indulge you. Remember the rules and we’ll be more than elated to have you here anytime”. You left him with a kiss, and you could see it in his posture, the excitement he couldn’t contain.

You spent the rest of the morning and most of the afternoon discussing logistics and habitat maintenance, cause soon new specimens were going to arrive. Not once you heard nor from Asa nor your brother. Well, at least one of them was happy.

Dinner came by, and it was in that moment that you saw the two come up to the room. And they were glowing. “I take it you had a wonderful day, love” and he agreed. If course you knew most of the new fact he told you, but you were relieved to see him so relaxed and so at peace for once.

Outside, on the porch you could see sadness in his eyes. He didn’t want to go just yet. He had discovered the Atlantis of entomology and he had to leave. Honest to god, he was pouting. Him, a serial killer pouting. “Oh come on now, if you had told me I could have arranged the week here. But if you really don’t want to leave, I guess we could stay the weekend here.”

The way his face shot up to look at you made you wince in simpathy. Those grey steely eyes turned subtly into something irresistible, and you couldn’t deny him this small favour. And you said yes.

It was going to be an extremely interesting weekend.