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🔪~Slashers x Male S/O Who Was S/Aed~🔪

Bubba Sawyer, Michael Myers, Stu & Billy x Male Reader

Requested by Anonymous on Tumblr

TW: Sexual Assault mentioned. S/A Comfort.

Bubba Sawyer

You came home with tears in your eyes and immediately Bubba was there confused babbles leaving his mouth as he let his hands sit on your shoulders.

He would pull you into a hug, instantly his hands were messing with your hair as he mewled out coos trying to comfort you with broken words.

After Bubba had gotten you to calm down he would question you as to why you had returned home so sad. Once Bubba learns how you were assaulted he will be angry wanting to know who hurt his man.

Bubba won't leave you but as soon as you are asleep he will be going out hunting for the person who laid their hands on you.

Needless to say, Drayton was busy cooking the next day.

Bubba will keep you locked up in the Sawyer home for a while after that too paranoid someone else will hurt you.

Bubba looked down at you a soft yet determined look on his face behind his mask. The sun had long set, you drifting off into a less than peaceful sleep after crying your eyes out in your lover's arms. Bubba's chest was tight as he thought about what had happened to you.

Leaning down, the man planted a kiss on your forehead, the soft noise that fell from your mouth as you turned your head his way made him smile. While Bubba would love to continue laying beside you with you curled into his side he had some hunting to do tonight.

Michael Myers

While Michael isn't too good with emotions he will know something is wrong when he returns back home to find you curled up under the covers with tear-stained cheeks already passed out.

Michael will be there staring at you from the foot of the bed when you wake up immediately questioning you on what was wrong. If you need him to hold you, he will. Albeit it will be awkward and Michael will feel like a stiff board but it was still comforting.

As soon as Michael learns about how you were assaulted he will be absolutely livid. His arms around you will tighten– his arms flexing as his hands clench. Doesn't matter how much you beg Michael will be shooting up and going off in search of the person who hurt his love.

Michael will try his best to comfort you through any panic attacks you have but the extent of his comfort will be small gifts and awkward cuddles/hugs/kisses.

Michael will make a point to follow you around more often after that, not wanting you to be hurt again.

Michael may be dense, but he was no idiot.

Your killer was sitting at the foot of your shared bed, knees pulled up to his chest with his signature kitchen knife lodged in his fist. He had been on edge as soon as he had returned home to the silent, empty home that he had grown accustomed to being filled with your smiling face. Panic soon turned to confusion when he saw you curled under the covers in your bed. Tear stains streaking down your cheeks, an after effect of hours of crying.

Michael was determined to stay up, waiting for you to wake up. Waiting to make sure you were okay.

Stu & Billy

As soon as the first few tears formed in your eyes Stu and Billy were on you. They sandwiched you between them holding you and questioning you.

At first, their questioning was gentle nothing too pushy. Once the fact that you were assaulted was brought up however their whole demeanor changed. They were silent and that fact made anxiety brew in your stomach.

"Who did it?" Billy questioned his voice dripping with venom as Stu's arms flexed around you holding you closer to him. They will push you to tell them who did it.

No one gets away with hurting their man.

Once they get the name of whoever dared lay their hands on you they will settle down again focusing on comforting you.

They will be quick to get rid of that person making sure they take their time and leave a grizzly display of them.

Both of them will be more protective of you after that.

Soft hands turned harsh where they gripped your body. A pair was settled on your hips, another cupping your wet cheeks. "What?" Billy asked his thumb halting in wiping away your tears. Stu had leaned closer to you his entire front nestled perfectly against the curve of your back. "I-" you felt dread pool in your stomach, red hot shame flaring in your gut. "Nothing— never mind." you tried to take back your confession but it was too late.

They both heard. They both knew.

Fingers dug into your hips drawing a whimper from your throat, apologetically Stu planted a kiss on the back of your neck. "[Y/n]," you shrank into Stu further as Billy spoke your name on his lips sounding foreign. "Who did this to you?"