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Slasher Simp Bible Study by lyrical_opiate
Fandoms: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (Movies), Terrifier (Movies - Leone), Saw (Movies), Friday the 13th Series (Movies), A Nightmare on Elm Street (2010), A Nightmare on Elm Street (Movies 1984-1994), The Boy (Movies - Bell), Halloween (Movies 1978-2002), Halloween (Movies - Zombie), Halloween (Movies - Green), Scream (Movies), IT - Stephen King, IT (Movies - Muschietti), Psycho (Movies 1960-1990), Carrie - All Media Types, Carrie - Stephen King
25 Jul 2025
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Just a silly little collection of headcanons and oneshots for these silly, silly men.
Requests are welcome! :)
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The House Up On The Hill by lyrical_opiate
Fandoms: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (Movies)
21 Jul 2025
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"Hey, Tommy, you see that house up there?" Your little fingers point to the silohette of the house up on the high hill, not so far from his own house
"I'm gonna live there someday." You announced proudly, your eyes sparkling. He loves it when they look like that.
"... You could come live with me too, if you wanted."
_________________________________________________________________It was just another hunt. Just another pack of unfortunate souls for the slaughterhouse.
But there was you. A friend he'd missed since childhood.
But you'd changed. Both of you had.
He still loved you.
And this time, he wouldn't let you go.
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Being a medic for TF 141, you knew the dangers that came with this line of work; but you never actually thought you'd ever had to kill someone. That was the whole point in you choosing a job to help people rather than kill them.
So when you do, you shatter.
You wish you could find a way to forget it ever happened.
Your Captain has a few ideas.
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"When you do dance, I wish you a wave o' th' sea
that you might ever do nothing but that…"
- "The Winters Tale", ShakespeareYou have been captured. Have been for the past 7 months, believing there to be no more hope for you; you've long accepted your fate. Welcomed it even. Help was not coming.
But it did.
In the form of a man shroud in black and a guilty conscience, with a familiar mask.... Who you thought you'd never see again.