.:Slasher Imagines:.

.: More Bois:.

.:Meeting This Dude:.

Brahms Heelshire:.

Okay so here's what McHappened bois, you were an innocent little bean sprout at the age of 18 escaping the United States, no not from an abusive boyfriend, from your parents. You loved them dearly and you know they loved you, but they saw the world...differently to say the least. They tried marrying you off to some wealthy boss boi and even though he was cute you were like, 'Nope! England is calling me so byeeeee!'

When you arrived you quickly found work in the Heelshire Manor as Brahms' nanny. Sure he was just a porcelain doll, but you thought he was hella adorable so you followed the rules and kept the doll safe and with you everywhere you went...most of the time. He had a tendency to move around when you both were alone at home. You chalked it up to you just being a loony toon. 

The day you received the letter from his parents about their suicide was the day the real Brahms showed himself to you. You felt too guilty about his loss to even really question it. You spent the night comforting him with hot chocolate and small treats. After a few weeks, you felt it was too late to ask anything about why he was even in the walls so it was never brought up. You guys got to know each other and even though words and labels were never said, you guys knew it was meant to be after your first kiss...but that's a whole other story. 

(Omg I've been having trouble coming up with imagines and I just figured one out! Whoo!)

Hannibal Lector:.

Okay, you know what kid, you're giving the author a hard time so guess what? You're a downright crazy bitch but like the silent kind of crazy. Like you smile at blood and guts and may or may not like the taste of human. So it was only natural that when you were thrown into therapy with the one and only Hannibal Lector you immediately...

Hated the guy.

Was it your fault that his stuck up, 'I'm better then you' attitude pissed you off? Yet you could never see him in the way you saw everyone else. You couldn't imagine a blade dug into his abdomen as you did with your ex, nor did you crave the look of horror on his face as his chest was completely opened up like a delicious roast being carved. You just couldn't stand his face because he was just so handsome and he knew it and you either wanted to try to murder him or try to totally make out with him.

Well, you tried to murder him first.

That didn't go well, but in the heat of the moment, (finding it extremely hot that he could totally overpower you) you 100% made out with him. Who knew such a classy guy would know how to use his tongue, am I right?

Anyway, after that, you guys started actually seeing each other for realsies and it was cute and you didn't want to murder him anymore.

Leatherface:.

Another cannibalistic beetch up in herrrrrr'...

So you're family, right? They weren't exactly sane. They actually ate people which I mean go off sis. You liked eating it too and thought you were one of the best in the family and carving and serving, you were humble about it and let everyone else go on with the killing and dicing. 

The Hewitt/Sawyer family, your mama had been best friends with Luda Mae Hewitt for forever before she met your dad. Which meant you and Bubba had met really early on due to how often the Sawyers visited the Hewitts. You two were inseparable and everyone would joke that you two were meant to be and bring the two families together, but that was before your father got taken to jail for murder. Your mom took you and your brothers out of Texas for 10 years, when you returned at the age of 18, the first thing your mom did was visit her old friends, dragging the rest of you with her.