V A N E S S A

VANESSA ׂ⦻ she/her/hers. M.LIST • RQG • ARAB

‘Tenaciousness’ (n.) Strong and persistent determination

“Her tenaciousness led her to success”

||*. Hello^^ I’m Vanessa, i write mostly for people i’m down bad for. Kate the chaser enthusiast, unapologetically a slut for her. Slytherin. I’m also a proud theatre kid by heart. I love to write, if we’re stating the obvious. Aries. ESTP

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currently working on: ellie williams drabbles

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˚‧ ɞ jeff the killer … coming soon…

˚‧ ɞ kate the chaser

kate who can’t control her eyes *

kate who wants you to sit on her face *

kate and hair pulling *

˚‧ ɞ clockwork

clockwork and her kinks

˚‧ ɞ ticci tobi … coming soon

˚‧ ɞ jason the toymaker … coming soon

˚‧ ɞ ben drowned … coming soon

˚‧ ɞ the puppeteer … coming soon

˚‧ ɞ x virus … coming soon

˚‧ ɞ brian thomas … coming soon

˚‧ ɞ tim wright … coming soon

˚‧ ɞ jane the killer … coming soon

˚‧ ɞ the bloody painter … coming soon

˚‧ ɞ eyeless jack … coming soon

˚‧ ɞ laughing jack … coming soon

☾༓ THE LAST OF US

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˚‧ ɞ ellie williams

coming soon…

˚‧ ɞ abby anderson

coming soon…

˚‧ ɞ joel miller

coming soon…

˚‧ ɞ tess servopoulos

coming soon…

The trees have eyes on Quotev!! (such a throwback, i know lol)

thinking about kate milens … who you sporadically encounter throughout the mansion, sometimes being avoidant and constantly lurking behind the walls of her own room, and other times sharing a tiny chuckle at something bastardly stupid with hoodie.

thinking about kate milens … who got paired up with you for a mission, not saying much rather than ‘let’s go’ as you pushed past the creaky, wooden door of the mansion with silence scented in pine and rain filling your nostrils. Maybe a glance or two lingered as you passed through the herb-laden logs that framed your entire endeavour.

thinking about kate milens … who occasionally sees you, mostly being assigned to sort papers or other small cases rather than going out and killing or kidnapping people in the woods. She never really gave you too much thought, only simply acknowledging your existence within the mansion leading up to your paired-up mission.

thinking about kate milens … who did majority of the work for your first mission together, leaving your inexperience to the shadows as she hardly made an effort to encourage you to do anything. Only once, glancing at you through her piercing eyeholes through her mask; just for it to fall short not even 3 seconds later, a heavy scoff pushing past her lips as she took over the mission entirely.

thinking about friend!kate milens … helping you sort out papers whenever she just so happened to be passing by your rooted place in one of the various rooms accompanying the endless hallways, watching as she walks in to find a pout sat plump on your lips, and papers stacked in tall, disorganised heaps while more papers lay strewn in careless constellations. ‘Uh hey,’ you’d awkwardly mutter, voice echoing a weighed dull while your eyes scan her taunting figure leaning on the doorway.

thinking about friend!kate milens … who wasn’t necessarily sure of her intentions. She doesn’t want friends, the few ones she currently has just sort of happened, she’d never want to go out of her way to make new ones. Her sole purpose of existence was to serve slenderman after he practically took over her life and made her a proxy, and she’s never expressed any sort of interest in anything after that, just sort of… well, existing.

thinking about friend!kate milens … who’d go into crisis mode trying to figure out what the fuck was that stunt she pulled with you. She’d start avoiding not only you, but even speaking to the people she usually spoke with, solely going out for missions and shutting herself in her room. It wasn’t cause she was freaking out or anything, well maybe partly, but she’d feel as if her emotions blurred into something shapeless

thinking about gf!kate milens … who let you in after realising she loves you, which scared her at first, but after her feelings would only grow and get more conflicted, she had no choice but to cave in and let herself love you. which now, seems to be an obvious case as you find her in your arms almost after every tiring mission, comfortable and sound.

thinking about gf!kate milens … who started expecting a lot from you after letting you see her vulnerable,. And when you didnt meet those standards, she’d lose it. It’d be more so in the beginning, not understanding how the one person she viewed as everything, couldn’t do simple things she wanted from you. But as time progresses, she realises your worth to her, how she can barely go about her day without seeing that lifting smile you’d give her, or how she felt like she was slow, unable to go on missions without her mind clouding, and she starts to deliberately try and accommodate to your needs and tries her hardest to understand you can’t do everything

thinking about gf!kate milens … who comes back to the mansion after her mission, discarding her boots in the corner of her room and throwing away her blood-slick hoodie on the floor, and then immediately melts into your body that was sleeping soundly in her dull sheets. The lengthy, sounded breaths that would escape your still body were enough to lull her to sleep with her arms around your waist like armour.

thinking about gf!kate milens … who gives you much more reassurance than you expected. As someone who you never really got too know, you never thought of kate to be this patient, reassuring person with you, and that is partly true. She isn’t as patient and kind— no, every one of slenderman’s proxies are broken. But when she starts to pick up on your anxious habits, or experiences one of your panicked outbursts, she handles them much more fondly than you would’ve assumed.

masterlist.

Clockwork and her kinks. NSFW 18+

CLOCKWORK n’ bondage

OOOOO, when i tell you this girl is an absolute freak (i mean obviously,) but she’d be so into tying you up and seeing you struggle excruciatingly against the binds while she overstimulates the living hell out of you. She’d like it when you try and tie her up from time to time just for her to break out of them and manhandle you back to your place with a cocky smirk on her face.

CLOCKWORK n’ degradation

i mean, isn’t this one a little obvious. It’s clockwork, but I definitely think she’d mix it up with loads of praise with sprinkles of degraded comments in the beginning of your relationship, but as time progresses she’ll be more mean to you regularly while having sex. But the thing that makes it so bittersweet and creates a form of obsessive pleasure in her dirty talk is the way she’d literally degrade the life out of you only to say something so sweet in the middle. Something like “Holy shit,” she laughed cruelly, “You’re fucking dripping. You get off on this shit, huh? Like people who are mean to you, baby? You’re disgusting.” and then follow it up with a “It’s alright, princess; I’ll fuck you right.”

CLOCKWORK n’ impact play

now hear me out, i don’t think natalie oulette would be too keen on impact play at all given the things she’s been through, I see her more as a sensitive person towards that thought process. But as she grew up and became clockwork, she became more rough on her outer exterior which led her to get into impact play when handling her partners. I don’t think she’d immediately be fond of the idea of impact play used on her, but rather her taking control of that. But nevertheless, I’d think with your relationship progressing into a level of trust she never had, she would slowly but surely let you sometimes give her some spanks, fast slaps, bites on her shoulder, etc.

CLOCKWORK n’ thigh riding

now this, this right here gets her so wet n’ ready to take you moments later to fuck you so raw and hard. Thigh riding to her is the best form of foreplay she finds herself fond of, just having you desperately grinding against her jeans while she sits back and watches with heavy-lidded eyes, occasionally bringing her nails to dig into your hips while you pathetically mewl against her.

CLOCKWORK n’ overstimulation

as we already know, this woman is mean as fuck. there won’t be one time where the two of you fuck without her leaving you writhing and sobbing against her, possibly restrained while mascara runs down your face as your fourth orgasm of the night washes over you forcibly. She’s absolutely ruthless, she gives no fucks how much you beg her to stop, knowing you don’t really mean a thing your dumb mouth was blabbering.

CLOCKWORK n’ dacryphillia

oh how something in her twists when she sees tears running down your face while she watches with just the cruelest glare ever, a shit-eating grin on her face while you sob out beneath her towering body. She’d mock a pout on her face down at you and say something along the lines of “Aww, baby, you had too much?” just to nurse your subby state of self but with really no remorse at all. She’d end up making you believe that perhaps she actually was going soft only to literally overstimulate you to tears.

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KATE MILENS is rough, emotionally and on her outer exterior. She lives off of chasing and brutally killing people, so finding her shoulders tense is a common occurrence, and the way her eyes would tighten close while she lets out a huff of pure exhaustion doesn’t go unmissed. On nights where she’d slam her mask over her wooden dresser, you’d just peer over with a hesitant gaze, watching the way her hands would ball up into fists, maybe also subconsciously wishing it was her hand fisted in your hair.

So when she finally came back from a mission, her white hoodie stained with maroon splatters coming into view; you felt a smile plaster your face, your eyes lighting up and peering over the stacks of papers slender ordered you to organise. ‘Hey, how was it?” your voice cut through, trying to remain casual— or sort of trying to sound casual. “Fine. Nothing special” she coldly replied, the type of cold that only mounted during tense nights. ‘Oh— okay…” you shot her an awkward smile, nodding your head back to the papers shuffled right in front of you. “What’s this garbage?” she peers over the wooden table, her hands going to move her mask up and reveal her scarred face.

“I dunno, just random shit slender’s making me organise’ you huffed out in wearily, your eyes scanning through random texts until you heard Kate shuffling behind you. ‘Do you think this Johnathan guy even made it out of town?” You questioned seamlessly while scanning a police report out of boredom, your chin resting on your hand you’ve placed on the scruffy table, that was until you felt two cold hands snake around your waist, holding a firm grip against another pale body behind you.

Instead of a verbal answer, you felt your body pulse around her grip, her breath was uneven— directly fanning your neck, sending shivers down your spine. The scent of metal and pine clung to her hoodie, thick enough to make your throat tighten. You couldn’t find it in you to move, not when her grip only tightened with every stammering inhale you took. ‘Kate…’ you whispered, your voice holding an uncertain tinge to it, barely a sound against the scratch of papers beneath your fingertips.

“Jus’ shut it.” she exhaled, and you could tell by the way her voice wavered, just how exhausted she was, and you could feel the stiffness of her shoulders against your chest. “Kate, if you’re tired we can—“ you were cut off by your own gasp, your scalp burning with Kate’s fist in your hair.

‘I told you to shut up.” she said through gritted teeth, her knuckles trembled where they were tangled in your hair, but it wasn’t quite anger. For a heartbeat, everything was still— the faint hum of the lamp nearby, the rustle of papers under your fingers, her breath uneven in your ear. Then her grip faltered.

Just then, a sigh of relief wanted to escape you, maybe, she was just tired— but that thought was cut short as a humourless chuckle escaped her, bitter. “You… you like this, don’t you?” she degraded, her tone sounding more amused than anything. You only then realised the way you were clenching your thighs together, and the way your chest heaved harshly with her fingers knotted in your hair. ‘What, no—“ before you could even get a coordinated sentence out, her knuckles harshly pulled you back by your hair, earning a loud ‘ow’ from you. ‘You worthless slut,” she sneered, cruel laughter spilling out.

Her fingers pushed their way past the waistband of your scruffy jeans, abruptly pressing her cold fingertips to the heat pooling at your slit. “Fucking hell, you’re disgusting” she spat out, her other hand moving up to fist your hair, the other still working circular motions on your slick clit. Your cheeks burned, a twisted feeling setting in your stomach as you felt yourself flush against her firmness. “Fu..Fuck— please, Ka- MMH… kate” Your breaths came in sharp, uneven pulls as if your lungs had forgotten their rhythm. You felt that familiar burn knotting in your lower abdomen, your muscles spasming before your head was yanked back by Kate’s pull, her other hand working you up.

“Kate— please, FUCK, i’m gonna..” you drew in air in fractured bursts, each one snagging on the edge of a sob as you felt your orgasm approaching, ragged and unsure. Kate’s hand closed in impossibly tighter around your hair, her knuckles turning white. “Go on, cum like the useless slut you are.” She pulled your head back until it met her shoulder, grabbing the chance for her to divulge into your neck, leaving sloppy, wet kisses there.

Finally, your climax hit hard, the coil low in your belly had snapped with an overwhelming gush—your voice breaking as you repeated her name like a prayer. Your thighs were covered in slick, trembling, ears ringing from the intensity of it all, eyes shut tightly together. You felt Kate press a tender kiss to your neck, her hand that was stimulating your pussy coming up to embrace your waist, while she finally let go of your hair, pressing her chapped lips over to the spot she pulled on repeatedly. Gosh, you love this Kate.

a/n : oh my gosh this took SO long to finish, but here it is in all its glory, complete </3.

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she huffs out a breath while you fidget around, not precisely sure how— or if you even should, but still trying to maintain a knowledgeable exterior, even though Kate’s practically staring right through you with her partially annoyed gaze.

‘Are you going to do it or not,’ she deadpans, staring at you with a voided expression. You cracked an awkward smile, nodding with uncertainty still tinged within. ‘Yeah— but are you sure? Like maybe we could do it in a different direction or…’ you tried, and miserably failed to ask how, without really asking how. She lets out a sigh, fighting the urge to roll her eyes at you. ‘Unless you weigh eleven-hundred pounds, I could care less.’ Her hands now find their way on each side of your hip, cupping your ass with no shame at all.

Your face might’ve been flushed before, but it was a whole lot more now, feeling your heartbeat throb against your skin, as if it was trapped beneath the surface. You could feel the heat rush to every fiber in your body while Kate propped you up on her chest, effortlessly breathing as she took it slow, surprisingly. You finally glanced down at her, watching her eyes hold a ‘i told you so, idiot’ look to them, and you weren’t sure if you wanted to roll your eyes and put your clothes back on pettily or be devoured by an expectant Kate right beneath you. ‘Are you sure?’ you asked just one more time just for a harsh slap to be met with your smooth skin, earning a ragged gasp from you.

The slap was enough confirmation to shut up, her hand too ruthless to care for soothing you over, instead, sourly moving away. For a moment, you could finally catch your breath— only for that to be rudely interrupted yet again as she moves you to the position she’s been desiring the whole time. Your thighs are assuredly on each side of her face, your wet cunt holding contact with her hungry eyes.

And with absolutely no warning whatsoever, her mouth didn’t waste time before delving in, her tongue swiping across your soused slit. Your chest heaved as a broken sob-like moan escaped you, your brows threading together while your eyes closed seemingly, before shooting open when her laced tongue circled your clit, earning another cry out of your lips. If it weren’t for your buzzed psyche, intoxicated with the pleasure her tongue was brewing out of you, you would’ve noticed the brutal look in her eyes. Almost the same kind of brutal when she chases her victims viciously, but it’s not the same. There’s something laced along the swirl of brutality in her irises… something soft. Kate was rough, yeah. Intimidating, never one of the proxies to chat or waste her time on anything but missions given to her, but with you? She lets that vulnerability out, one that hasn’t been showed to anyone, not even herself. Her eyes continue to scan your desperation, noticing the way your hands balled up in fists onto the headboard, the way your breaths came in short gasps.

Mewls continue to pour out of your mouth, your hips finding a rhythm of its own as you buck your assertiveness, earning another callous slap to your arse that makes your hips shudder back to place before meeting more wrath you wouldn’t want to taste from the swarthy-haired girl between your thighs. The mess reaches down your thighs, and you begin to feel yourself unravel. ‘Ka— Fuck.. ahh, yes! Please, Kate i’m— so…” You earn a squeeze on your arse, giving you the permission to come undone all over her face.

And so you did, not thinking twice before making a mess all over her greedy mouth, your juices spreading onto her cheeks. She gladly lapped across your slit, wanting to taste every last drop of your wetness while riding you out of your orgasm. You winced uncomfortably when you felt the overstimulation after you’ve rode out your high. Dropping to the side of the dull sheets, Kate hooked an arm around your waist, pressing her neck into your neck, sneaking in a gentle kiss while a soft smile finds it way to your lips.

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KATE MILENS who can’t control her eyes. NSFW +18

KATE MILENS who slowly peers through her rough mask whenever your in the room, glancing at the mere length of your skirt, shifting uncomfortably in her seat while trying to focus on lacing her boots up before a mission.

KATE MILENS who gets more out of breath than usual while chasing down intruders ordered by slender, her mind going back to the length of your sheer skirt and the skin that managed to sneak a vision into her head.

KATE MILENS who doesn’t waste time after finishing up the mission to come back to the mansion and ruin you while making sure to rip that skirt into shreds in the process

KATE MILENS who finds you innocently pouring in your favourite cereal, not wasting time before having you between her arms against the dull sheets of her bed.

KATE MILENS who makes sure to have your ass up while pounding into you with her strap, and her eyes diverting to watch the way your skirt bounces with each thrust

KATE MILENS who lies down, catching her breath, only sparing you a glance once she’s fully recovered, her eyes trailing from your dazed face down to your now teared-up skirt, smirking lightly in the process before curling an arm around your waist

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NAVI. / RQG.

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