KNIVES OUT, WE'RE GOING DOWN

TENNA NSFW AND SFW HEADCANONS !!! ^_^

tw’s/cw’s: nsfw ofc, noncon and dubcon elements/brief mention of kidnapping/very possessive tenna

If you were with Simon, understand that he's 19 or 20 in the game, suffers with anxiety, depression and possible paranoid-schizo.

So, what you're getting is someone whose only daily routine is getting up and going to school possible late night walks or staying up extra late because his thoughts are eating him up.

Simon is covered in self harm scars. Shoulders, wrists, thighs are even covered with scars he made himself.

He has low self confidence, he's someone who's so confused all the time. Zones out half of the time throughout the game, questioning everything around him.

If you were to enter a relationship with him, he likes to slow it down..don't rush him.

He gets easily obsessed and attached real quick once in a relationship, but understand this, he's still someone who deals with depression and anxiety, so you're also getting a partner who has those episodes in life where you won't be seeing him sometimes. Or you will, but he will be in bed, rotting. He doesn't want you to see him this way, but he also can't help it??

He has no experience when it comes to intimacy, vulnerability was never in much exposure in his life. While in a depressed episode, he'll have a difficult time getting aroused. It's not that he doesn't love you, he does really, he's just going through a lot inside his head.

primary warnings are in the request + non-con 🍃 mdni 𓉸ྀི 𓅩

“fuck, fuck, fuck.” you cry, one hand slapped to your panting mouth while the other presses against his chest. he’s got you pinned in a mating press, overpowering your struggles as he fucks his cum into your quivering cunny. he won’t stop fucking cumming. this has to be the fifth load he’s spunked out. a milky ring of cream coats the fat base of his cock as he pistons it in and out at a ferocious speed — like he’s a power drill and you’re concrete.

So maybe that’s why his people are so shocked to find out about you, his cute plump wife, and the sweetest person they’ve ever laid their eyes on.

When they first meet you they watch with trembling and cowering forms, shocked by the fact that their terrifying ruler actually has a wife and horrified over what he must’ve done to capture such a sweet thing like you.

They all slowly melt under your gentle hand and kind eyes. You walk through the masses of the city handing out baked sweets you had personally spent all night making. Their Overlord doesn’t say a word, he just shuffles close behind you, casting petrifying scowls their way.

Gods, the people simply can’t stand it. The idea of you being trapped with such a horrible man, he would ruin you! Tear you to pieces and leave nothing but the scraps.

But then you do the more curious thing. You turn to face him and their might Overlord actually bows down to your level, allowing you to cup his face with the same grace and elegance you’ve been giving them.

“Are you feeling overstimulated? We can always go back home now if you’ve had enough exposure for today.”

Their jaws? On the floor. They can’t believe what they’re seeing. Even more so as the Monster Overlord whimpers under his breath and all but begs you to take him home now.

The two of you retreat leaving more destruction and despair than the Overlord could’ve ever managed on his own.

And sure, your husband does ruin you and tear you to pieces. Not with his claws but with his massive cock as he drives it deep inside of you every night, plowing right into your sloppy fat cunt with no mercy. Yet you’re the one begging for it, locking your limbs around him and forcing him to fuck you harder and harder.

Your screams shake his palace walls and while his servants shiver in fear, feeling such pity for you as they assume they’re shouts of terror, both you and your husband know they’re screams of ecstasy. Indeed he relishes in them and in the idea of bringing more to pour from your soft lips.

∞︎︎ husband!leon who loves being married. it’s the only sense of normalcy in his chaotic life.

∞︎︎ husband!leon who quietly takes care of the little things without mentioning it. the trash gets taken out, the fire alarm batteries get changed regularly. he forgets to water the plants though (he’s killed every plant he’s ever had). he’s also weirdly good at fixing things around the house because of the puzzles he had to deal with on his missions. 

∞︎︎ husband!leon who’s always touching you. arm around your shoulder at movie night, hand on your lower back when walking, foot brushing against yours at dinner. it’s a subtle way he reassures himself that you’re here, you’re with him.

∞︎︎ husband!leon who reaches over you to grab something from the cabinet. he’ll deliberately press his front against your back, letting you feel all his muscles and taut skin. “you alright, beautiful?” he mumbles, kissing your temple, feigning innocence over his effect on you.

∞︎︎ husband!leon who refuses to live in a house with a basement. after the events of raccoon city, he associates basements with umbrella labs. if there’s any situation (at a family’s house or something) where he has to go into a basement, you can see his shoulders tense up and his eyes grow sharp. he knows there’s nothing bad down there, but he likes to be prepared.

∞︎︎ husband!leon who, if you ever mention bingo, he’ll just go “where’s everyone going? bingo?” and he’ll have a proud look on his face. you don’t know why he does that.

∞︎︎ husband!leon who checks the weather every morning and reminds you to take a jacket 

∞︎︎ husband!leon who gets annoyed at horror movies, especially zombie movies. he’ll point out the inaccuracies of the zombie designs and how stupid the main characters act. eventually, he gives up and starts kissing your neck so you can do something more stimulating than watching this slop.

∞︎︎ husband!leon who checks the locks before bed every night. your home is the safest and most secure place, he made sure of it. knowing that you’re safe while he’s away on a mission gives him peace of mind. 

∞︎︎ husband!leon who will carry you to bed every single time. whether you fell asleep in the car, on the couch, in the office. he’ll lift you up in his strong arms, no complaints or teasing. if you protest, he’ll chuckle beneath his breath. “c’mon, sweetheart…bed,” he says softly.

∞︎︎ husband!leon who pretends to help you in the kitchen. he’s trying to cut some vegetables but he keeps holding the knife like he’s in combat. you’ll chide him, “Leon, you’re supposed to be cutting the vegetables.” “I am,” he retorts. “you cut one,” you giggled. “quality over quantity,” he smiles.

∞︎︎ husband!leon who subconsciously pulls you closer when you’re asleep. his body recognizes not feeling your warmth so he’ll seek it. if he goes too long without you, he’ll wake up and search for you with sleepy eyes. 

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A/N: Just a heads up, this one is rather dark and nasty. Apologies in advance if it was too much, but all I see looking at Graves is a fucking sadistic psychopath. I hate this motherfucker, but he's so good to write. Please read warnings. Bon appétit.

Warnings: manipulation, stalker & "nice guy" vibes, nsfw (blowjob, groping, overstimulation, gang bang w/Shadows), dark themes (coercion?/dubcon)

✧°.  Graves is a very disturbed and perverted person. Since he first saw you in his neighborhood, roller skating in those tight shorts, smiling to everyone – it awakened something much more vile and dark in him than he anticipated.

✧°.  It didn’t take long before he found out who you are, where you live and where you study and go to work. Philip began looking more forward to his time off deployment just to spend more time looking at you from across the street.

✧°.  Perv!Graves would watch you through the windows – how silly of you, forgetting to roll down the blinds. If he was bold enough, he would wait until you had fallen asleep and break into your home. 

✧°.  Philip would take some picture of your unconscious form spreaded between the bed sheets so he could masturbate to some fantasies of you. Perv!Graves' most favorite scenario to play in his head was you sucking him off, hiding beneath his desk in the commander's office. Your eyes glistening, tears rolling down your cheeks and cute whimpers coming from your mouth stuffed full. 

✧°.  When he found out you were working at the cafe nearby, he became a regular there. Each time ordering the same thing, just to engrave his existence in your malleable mind.

✧°.  “The usual, got it. With extra sugar, right?”

✧°.  “Oh, yes please. I like ‘em sweet, honey.” 

★ SLASHERS | TWT/X LINKS #2 ★

➥ pairing: m!slasher x afab!reader

➥ characters: ghostface (any), patrick bateman, hannibal lector, bubba sawyer

➥ warnings: 18+ content (mdni), cnc, spanking, bdsm, anal, threesome, knife play, choking

➥ part 1

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˗ˋˏ 𝟐𝐕𝟖 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎 𝐅𝐔𝐍! ˎˊ-

pairing: ghostface & pyramid head x reader tags: threesome, spit roasting, degradation a/n: in light of 2v8 ending, here's a small blurb for the dbd fans :3

"Don't you think it's funny?" Says Danny's distorted voice under his mask.

You look up at him from your position with teary eyes, your only answer being a choked hum, as your mouth is currently occupied by his cock thrusting deep into your throat. "How the rest of your teammates are working hard to get out of here- mhmf," a low whine escapes his throat, "and all you're doin' is getting fucked by the killers?"

You roll your eyes, breathing deep with your nose and letting him reach impossibly deeper into your mouth.

He chuckles, then adds. "Well, maybe you're working hard too, the only reason we don't go out there and kill everybody is because of that tight pussy and cute little mouth."

Behind you is Pyramid Head, holding the sides of your hips with an iron grasp and splitting your pussy open with his monster cock. Your pussy flutters everytime his hips tilt against your asscheeks and hits that sweet spot inside of you. If it wasn't for these two holding you, you would've collapsed from the overstimulation already.

You had Ghostface's cock gagging you and Pyramid Head's cock fucking you from behind inside the killer shack. Your teammates were outside repairing the insane amount of generators, probably confused because no one is trying to kill them, while you were enjoying yourself with the ones supposed to slash them up.

You couldn't care less, though. Not when you were experiencing hot-white pleasure from being filled in both holes at the same time. Your cervix is being bullied by the tip of Pyramid's cock and your mind is being mashed into nothing but a moaning mess with Ghostface's words.

"Such a good girl for us, don't you think?" Danny speaks directly to Pyramid Head, holding your hair in his gloved hand and yanking you off him. You take the opportunity to take a deep breath. You're a mess, spit and tears wetting your face and dripping on the old wooden floor.

Pyramid doesn't answer, obviously, he just continues pounding your pussy and enjoying the wet sound it makes. Ghostface tsks.

"Are you a good girl, baby?" This time he adresses you. You can feel his intense stare behind the pitch black holes from his mask.

You nod, whimpering a hoarse 'Yes'.

He lets out a dark chuckle. "Oh-hoho, no, babygirl," Danny shakes his head, petting your chin like you would pet a dog. "Good girls don't get fucked by monsters, do they?"

Your hair gets pulled hard and you whimper. Danny takes the hunting knife next to him and caresses your wet cheek with the sharp tip. The cool metal mixed with the sudden fear alert shooting from your brain and the sharp pleasure from Pyramid behind you gives you gooseebumps.

"Answer," demands the man in front of you.

You shake your head.

"Exactly, that's what sluts do..." He drops the knife and grabs his cock by the base, starting to pump his gloved fist up and down in front of your mouth. The sight so tempting you just want to taste him again all over your tongue.

"Are you a slut, baby? Are you our slut?" Distorted grunts and whines escape from Danny's voice modulator.

And as he asks you such deliciously degrading question, Pyramid's pace starts to increase and become more erratic, hitting your g-spot nonstop with such agression that tears start forming at the corners of your pretty eyes.

"F-Fuck, yes, yesyesyes, I'm your slut- oh my God don't stop!"

Everything is too much. You don't recall what happens exactly after you cum all over Pyramid Head's cock and Danny bursts his warm seed all over your face. But you can faintly hear Dwight's voice somewhere near you mumbling "What the fuck..." and then screams of horror.