The Pandemic Of Everyone On Here Being Horny For Murder (wo)men Is Hilarious And Devastating In A Way

@ literally everyone of you that simps for the big slashy men...

Yall slasher loving bitches out here ....

Ironic that Norman Bates was the one who started all this slasher thing and is the most dead in terms of content

Holy hell- This writing makes me want to stop suggesting anonymously- OH WHOOPS NOW I HAVE TO HEHEHEHEHE but seriously, this is amazing- ❤️❤️❤️❤️🫂🫂🫂🫂😳😳😳😳🤭🤭🤭🎊🎊🥳

Gif By @batesmotel 💗

Fic idea by anon <3

Pairing! Norman Bates x M! Reader

Summary: Confessing your feelings to Norman!

Words - 351! CW: Fluff , Angst , mentions of smut , mdni!🔞

At the beginning of July you started to work in the Bate's hotel to be able to pay for rent as you were still living with your parents at 20 years old, you didn't mind as you were family orientated anyways and loved being around them but you wanted your own independence and freedom to live how you wanted to live and do what made you happy. So why not work full time and save up some money for yourself.

As months went by you started to see new people come and go, as you were sorting out the bed linen and plumping up the pillows Norman bate's walked in "Hey man, just wanted to know how you're getting on with things, I'm just in the other room if you need anything" looking in his eyes they sparkled making heat creep up your neck "Thank you Norman" as he walked away into another room a sigh left your lips "why must he be so attractive, there's no point in telling him how I feel about him, he wouldn't feel the same".

A few days later you decided to distant yourself from Norman which wasn't intentional, it's just you couldn't deal with how you felt about him he was your friend and he only saw you at that, there wasn't any signs he liked you in that way but you were really cleaver at hiding how you felt about him.

Ignoring eye contact with him was hard, he would walk up to you as you were sat down on the bed put his legs between yours and lift your chin up with 2 fingers "why are you ignoring me, don't you like me" a sigh left your lips "can we talk" as Norman sat down next to you the air grew thick with anxiety and awkwardness "I've got to say something, the reason why I don't look at you or try to ignore is that I like you, you mean a lot to me and I can't take this anymo-" Norman's hands fell on your face and lips were connected to yours.

"I like you too".

Thank you for reading, any feedback and reblogs would be appreciated!💗

I WILL DIE ON THIS FUCKING HILL

He deserved real help and no one gave it to him. Fuck dr loomis bro

Y/n: *is holding a stray puppy* Look who I found wandering around all alone~

Michael: *licks lips*

Y/n: Michael no-

The dog:

😳 I’ll do this… not now, but later.

((It’s like 10pm- so no- ))

Here's the link for all my horny fuckers

GUYS HELP, I JUST FINISHED DRAWING A GUY. I HAVEN’T DRAWN ANYTHING THIS GOOD IN A YEAR AHH-

idk I felt goofy ahh today-

some people use religion to give their lives purpose, but i use nbc hannibal instead.