Slasher x Reader Drabbles & Imagines ||Requests Open||

🔪~Slasher's Meeting you Imagine~🔪

Now if Brahms was introduced to you via Malcolm and you helping with deliveries things would get more complicated for a multitude of reasons. 1. Other people would most likely always be present when Brahms would have time with you 2. You would most likely only be there for short amounts of time leaving poor Brahms with a limited gawking time and 3. Malcolm, I could just feel how jealous Brahms would feel over Malcolm leaving with you and touching you casually when he couldn't

Please for the love of god play and hang out with the doll when you do have the time even if it's only a short conversation it will have Brahms on cloud nine for days. I feel that Brahms's parents would notice the infatuation Brahms's had for you over time and would then encourage you to be over more. I could see them leaving you alone in a room with Brahms while they talk with Malcolm about something.

Eventually, you would be left in the room with the doll, hopefully giving it attention, when Brahms's parents would walk in to address you. They would ask you to babysit Brahms for a short amount of time when the both of them went out on a long-overdue night out mainly due to Brahms's request. You happily agreed, making the couple smile almost relieved that they wouldn't have to deal with a tantrum over your rejection of Brahms.

That first time babysitting would go off perfectly and Brahms would be swooning in the walls as he watched you take care of his doll, after that you would be invited over more and more to babysit or simply spend time with Brahms until one night when you and Brahms were along in the house the man came out of hiding.

At first, you were scared, terrified, worried that a stranger had broken into the home until he spoke his strangely high-pitched child's voice making everything click in your head. Hopefully, you would welcome him with open arms and simply hold him for the rest of the night.

A book was held in your hands as the porcelain doll you had been tasked with babysitting was nestled in your lap, you were engrossed in the book reading it loud and clear for the doll when you saw something move from the corner of your eye. Startled, you dropped the leather book subconsciously holding the doll closer to you as a full-grown man came into view. "[Y/n], please don't be scared," he spoke, his voice shrill imitating one of a child. Everything made sense at that moment as you noticed the porcelain mask he wore before looking down at the doll then back to him. "Brahms?" your voice was shaky but the man before you seemed happy with the response as he immediately began nodding his head letting you know you were correct.

Bo Sinclair

Your friends had dragged you along on one of their many cross country trips when one of their vehicles had broken down in the middle of nowhere when Lester would pull up in his truck and notice you sitting away from all the others. Done with the heat you would volunteer to be one of the people who go to town with Lester to find Bo.

Bo would be interested in you the second he saw you, he wouldn't acknowledge his feelings anytime soon though as he would write off sparing you simply by needing an extra hand around the home. He would probably say something along the lines of "Good help is hard to find nowadays." before locking you up in the Sinclair home.

Now if you were obediently and quiet doing everything Bo asked he would most likely walk all over you abusing your kindness until you would snap. But if you were hard-headed and talked back to Bo he would be hooked without question. The both of you would often get into playful banter that more times than not would end up with Bo huffing and smiling before running off to town to do god knows what.

At first, Bo would be extremely reserved, barely giving you the time of day unless it was to yell at you but eventually the little things you would do would make him warm up to you. Little things like making his favorite meal whenever he seemed stressed, remembering little details he mentioned in passing, or simply noticing when he needed a beer would be a quick way into this man's heart along with a spitfire attitude.