#offenderman x reader

Hmmmmm. I would say Jeff, Toby, EJ, LJ, Tim, Offender, Candy, Sully (maybe Liu), and Zalgo probably are most likely to go for that :)

I feel like Slender would though if you asked him/coaxed him into it a bit. He’s mostly shy about it :p

>> The Slender brothers gather after Offender calls them saying he has something important to show them.

Spoiler: it's his own little family.

Fluff, established relationship/married couple, baby fic, brief mention of pedos getting eaten and raped (aka what they deserve 🥰).

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Standing around in their eldest brothers living room, the three Slender beings shared a few looks, one of impatience, one exasperation, and one of curiosity.

Splendor, in his polkadot suit, sat prim in an armchair, hands on his knees as he tapped a foot with nervous excitement. “What do you think Fen called us here for?” He asks again, looking to his other brothers for an answer. “Any ideas? Any?”

With a drawn out sigh, Slender– thee Slenderman– pinched the space between where eyes would be on any other humanoid creature. “For the last time, Splendor, no. I haven't the slightest clue what that rake could've called us together for. All he said was that it was important and for us to immediately meet up.”

With a huff, Splendor leaned back, arms crossed. His ever-present grin curled down into an exaggerated frown, annoyed his curiosity was once again unsatisfied.

All he wanted was to know what the important news was! And he hated waiting!

In another armchair, Trenderman stirred a cup of tea, lounging casually yet purposefully, shirt catching the light shining in through the window, making the colour of it pop more.

“You know how Fender is, Splen. He's probably going to regale us with tales of his newest perverted exploit.” He took a sip of tea, liquid slowly trickling lower in his cup despite his lack of mouth. “Or that he discovered another ring of pedophiles and all the terrible but deserved things he did to them.”

Splendor pauses for a moment. Then, simply, “I'd like to hear about him eating and raping pedophiles.” 

Slender just sighed.

It wasn't much longer before the three felt the familiar burst of energy that came from their kinds way of teleportation outside. Through the window facing the front of the mansion, the three brothers saw their other brother walk up the steps with an almost cheery gait, sly grin stretched wide with excitement. His trenchcoat was wrapped tight around him.

They waited until he joined them, Offenderman tipping his fedora in greeting.

“Gentlemen! So good to see you all!” He cheered, arms spread wide as he stood in the doorway. “How are you doing? Good? Good!”

With an exasperated– if fond– sigh, Slender gestured for his brother to come closer. “Yes, yes, good to see you too, Fen. Now, please tell us why you called us all out of the blue for an ‘emergency meeting’.”

With a slight cackle, the Offenderman– or Fen/Fender as he was known to those he was close to– walked further in, an arm over his chest; none of the others missed the large shape under his coat.

He stood before the fireplace, grin sharp and full of excitement.

“I have extremely important news to share with you three– and the rest of the family but they're less important.” He said, hands carefully gripping the front of his coat. “Any guesses?”

Slender, if possible, looked worried. “Please don't flash us.” He muttered, used to his odd brother's ‘jokes’ by now.

Splendor clapped excitedly. “Ooh, is it a puppy?”

Trender sipped his tea. “Are you pregnant?” He asked dryly.

Fen paused.

“… actually that's a good guess.”

“What–”

Before Slenderman could get another word out, Offender yanked apart his trenchcoat. “Surprise!” He yelled, showing off… you.

The three of them stared at you, only one of them capable of actually gaping but the other two would as well if they could.

You waved silently, awkwardly smiling. Strapped to his chest by his tentacles, you were forced front and center with Fen’s family.

“Hi.”

“Isn't she a darl’?” Offender cooed, nuzzling the top of your hair.

“Uhh… is that it?” Splendor asks curiously, a little disappointed.

Slender sighs. “Fen, if you just have a new bedmate, you didn't need to–”

“Ah, ah, ah! Bedmate?! Pah, you insult us both!” Offender hugged you to his chest. “This is my wife, I'll have you know!”

There was a pause as the other slender beings mulled that new information over.

Finally, Slenderman spoke– well, ‘spoke’. “Ah. That's… hm. Congratulations?” He glanced over at the other two, both of them shrugging.

Offenderman was known to take partners, being quite the whore when it came to humans. But… a marital partner? That was… new. Very new.

“And that's not all!” Practically bouncing on his feet, Fen’s tendrils reached for the opening of your baggy coat. “Ta-da!”

Ripped open, this time the slender brothers were truly struck silent as they saw what else their brother had brought to them.

A baby.

Strapped to your chest in a harness, the little hybrid looked much like its father, pale and featureless except for a mouth and vague outlines of a nose and eyes– courtesy of your own genetics, no doubt. It suckled on a pacifier calmly, clothed in a bright blue onesie with sunflowers on it.

Offenderman just stood smugly, preening as he presented his new family to his original one.

It took a moment for what they were seeing to fully register, but when it did, Splendor leapt to his feet, squealing with delight.

“Oh, this is so much better than a puppy!” He crouched in front of you and the little one, waving a mile a second.

“Hi! What's your name? How old is it? What sex is it? When was it born? When–?”

Chuckling, Fen gently lowered you onto your feet, tentacles receding. You answered, a little awkwardly but much more comfortable now that your partner's inhuman family seemed to be okay with your presence.

“Oleander. He's a boy.” You say, wiggling his little hand in a wave. “He's five months now, and was born last October.”

Swallowing, Slender inched closer. “Fender… how? We've never– there's never been a baby of our kind! And certainly not with a human!”

Shrugging easily, Offender just said, “Until now, brother. Me and my poppet were, uh, thorough in our love.” He grinned lewdly. “It's not like I've ever been with another person long enough to know for sure if we could reproduce.”

Slender could admit that was true. Typically, creatures like them just… appeared. Sometimes young, sometimes grown. But always knowing basic information to survive and never as a newborn.

Looking over, he saw Trender also cooing over the infant, holding a measuring tape between his tendrils as he muttered about making the little one a new wardrobe– “Consider it a late baby shower gift, ma'am. It won't take long at all, promise!”

And little Oleander seemed to be enjoying the attention, playing with his uncle Splendor’s tentacles, enchanted by the bells on them.

It made something warm in his monstrous, old heart.

“I always thought if any of us had a child, it would be Splendorman.” Slender says quietly, Fen chuckling.

“Y'know, so did I. Guy loves children.” Then he paused. “Actually, I think I'm going to have to make sure he doesn't kidnap my kid now.”

Chuckling a bit at that image, Slender looked at you, taking in the human his brother had married. Gods, he still couldn't wrap his head around the fact his brother, Offender, was married. It went against all laws of nature.

“So… your wife.” He stated, spotting his brother frown.

“No need to worry about her, k? She won't blabber about our existence or anything. She's safe.”

“Hmm. I'll trust you on that. You've known her the longest.”

Something fond crosses his brother's mostly blank face, a softening to its edges.

“That I do…” He whispered, taking a moment to drink you in amongst his kin. Snapping out of it, he gave his older brother a pat on the back.

“You get in there, meet your nephew. I'm gonna go warm up some milk for him. It's nearly his feeding time.”

Watching Offender head to the kitchen for a moment, Slender soon turned to face the newest members of their ever growing and weird family. Slowly, he walked over, crouching.

“Hello, ma'am.” He said politely, a little happy that, aside from nervousness born from meeting new people, you didn't seem afraid of any of them. “And this is Oleander?”

“Mmm-hmm. Say hi, Oli.” You make him wave again, the baby cooing around his pacifier. Slender feels his rotten heart melt. He'd always had a soft spot for children, hence why his mansion was always full of those that were outcasts or looking for a place to belong.

Maybe when he was older, Oleander could play with some of the other children here? Slender knew Sally would love a new playmate.

The rest of the day passed far too fast, everyone getting to know you and about your son, how he was growing fast and what milestones he'd reached so far. Offender said everything with pride, tending to his son's needs with ease and happiness. He fed his son a bottle of milk then burped him, then changed his diaper later on as well; the brothers observed how he'd insist on it, letting you rest.

When he was out of ear shot, you mentioned how you'd barely been allowed to leave the bed during your pregnancy, and that was during the first trimester.

“Protective doesn't even cover it. One time I got up in the middle of the night to get a snack and he damn near had a heart attack searching for me.” You rolled your eyes as you told them the story, but a soft smile was on your lips. “And he only got worse over the months.”

Before you had to leave, Fen produced a few photos for them of Oleander– “He won't stop taking pictures of him! He already has three albums full!” You complained, making Offender retort with a “And what's wrong with that?! Our son deserves to be immortalized in picture!”

It got a few laughs from them, Trender eyeing the photograph while muttering about different designs, and Splendor mentioned getting him some toys as well (Tren couldn't be the only one getting their nephew gifts, after all). Slender just grabbed an empty frame and wondered where to put it.

Just as evening was descending, the both of you took your leave, baby asleep in your arms and Fen whispering about a soak in the tub when we get home, how about that, sweetheart?

Content: MATURE

Ao3: Mikeywaylover73

Check ao3 cause I can’t post the second chapter here D:

rape non-con, underage sex

Will contain/tags: smut, rape, rough sex, breastfeeding, vaginal fingering, kidding, non-consensual touching, kissing, first meetings, loss of virginity, virgin, POV second person, implied/referencing Self Harm, my chemical romance reference, panic! At the disco reference, human/monster “romance”, brief mention of Slender man, underage rape/non-con

Words: 1,798

All of the tags will be used in the next chapter, this chapter is more of an introduction, a cliffhanger if I must..:D

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Name- was dared by her friends, a long time ago, to go into a forest at nighttime but whenever she wanted too. Mainly because she refused at first, saying it was dangerous doing it at night and she was right, it is dangerous.

Especially because, the only forest nearby was apparently owned by Slenderman and his “proxies”? A harmless myth and a joke-story just to make kids stay out of the forest, and.. it did not work at all.

News of teenagers entering that said forest had came up on the news, nearly every single day. But the weird thing? Those teenagers were never to be found again, they were declared missing but everyone knows what’s happened, they’re dead.

So! -Name-s friends decided to dare her to enter that same forest, specifically the day after a brutal massacre happened in that forest, bodies were everywhere of missing teenagers just laid there, almost all of them had missing kidneys.. for whatever reason.

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You had your hood tucked over your head firmly, headphones on underneath as you played music on them. Specifically, my chemical romance.

You thought that what happened in the forest wasn’t a “coincidence”, but rather on purpose. You knew something was out there but you didn’t know what, and really, you weren’t that invested to see, but… you did walk out too far and remembered the dare your friends gave you about that same forest, as you were currently standing in front of it.

You let out a “huh” sound under your breath, thinking it through before changing paths and entering the forest, turning up your music a little more, a good song was playing, you couldn’t blame her.

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You glanced around and saw nothing, before realising that your friends wouldn’t believe you if you didn’t at least show proof or take a photo, you groaned at that realisation, mumbling under your breath to yourself.

”This is such a dumb fucking idea, why am I hear? Why do I listen to them melts and accept their dare?”

-Name- had posed up, just taking a photo of herself like a Facebook dad with the forest in the background, showing that you were in fact in the forest.

You sighed deeply to yourself as you looked over the photo in your camera roll, figuring it would be a good photo to send them, and to which you did.

You proceeded to send the photo in your shared group chat you all had made, with the caption saying: “Three cheers for me pls, I expect my money on my front door step tomorrow morning thanks”, chuckling to yourself as two of your friends saw the chat.

One of your friends texted back almost instantly, called Ryan, “Wow -name-, you finally did it, looks like the pussy is no longer a pussy LMAO”

To which another friend responded directly to the photo you sent, called Katie, “-Name- who’s that weirdo in the background?”

You were confused, you looked it over before and didn’t see anybody, but you decided to check and Katie was correct.. there was someone in the background Apparently, they wore a suit, really and unimaginably tall, skin almost white..? You couldn’t see right since the forest was really dark and the photo was absolute shite, but it did show that you were in the forest.

You let out a quiet “what?”, to yourself, squinting your eyes as she zoomed in, taking in the “mystery person” that photobombed you. Katie was right, again, and as you squinted your eyes, you could’ve sworn you saw the outline of multiple tentacles coming out of that persons back.

You quickly looked behind and saw nothing. The person who was in the photo wasn’t there anymore, which was good, a little, but also bad… where did they go? It’s clear as daylight that, that person is in the photo yet nowhere to be found.

You quickly went back to your phone, to see Ryan and Katie have talked again, still talking and rather arguing, a little? By what it seems.

Ryan: “Katie, respectfully shut the fuck up, don’t say that shit to her, you know how scared she’ll get”

Katie: “Ryan is your head that far up your arse? It’s CLEAR AS DAY that SOMEONE is in the background, I’m just looking out for her!”

Ryan: “You know that -name- could’ve edited it right? Don’t believe everything you see when it comes from her, especially from her”

Katie: “omfg, don’t be such a dickhead Ryan. -name- wouldn’t edit her photos like that, you stupid fuck, go take a shower”

And then it continued on with arguments about Ryan showering, and how he hasn’t showered in days. Genuinely, how does a conversation move past so quickly? You couldn’t help but sigh once more, Ryan clearly had it out for you.

You stuffed your phone back in your pocket, turning off your notifications as you turned back around, continuing your walk deeper into the forest, just bored out of your mind and finding it weirdly peaceful? Why? No idea.

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As you walked deeper into said forest, it began to rain a little, only tiny droplets but that was still rain. Worrying that you’d ruin your headphones, even though you have your hood tucked on over your head, you rested your headphones around your neck, groaning slightly as you paused your music.

The forest was eerily quiet, apart from your breathing and the little sounds of the droplets making when they hit the ground. You wondered why you haven’t came on out to the forest in the daytime before, it was honestly really peaceful.

You walked deeper and couldn’t help but have a bad sense of paranoia, like someone was watching you from afar. You kept your head and eyes straight however, refusing to believe that something or someone was out here watching you, doesn’t it/they have anything better to do??

Before, you abruptly stopped in your tracks after hearing a twig snap behind you. You stared forward for a moment, thoughts racing through your mind as you turned around and was met with the same figure that was in your photo.

They were unnaturally tall, so tall, almost ten foot if you had to guess, they had no face, the suit they wore was rather fashionable but that’s not the time. Their arms stood limp yet still by their side, almost like they were daring YOU to make the first move.

You just stared back in response, not knowing what to do and in a moment of shock. Before, you had this annoying yet really bad pain going through your mind, like you were hearing static as you groaned, your hands going to your head as you dropped to your knees. You could’ve sworn you saw a tentacle coming out of that persons back but you couldn’t do anything.

Before, for some odd reason, the pain suddenly stopped, feeling a presence next to you and a hand on your shoulder, it felt large, cold and you turned your head to it, seeing that it was rather slender, white and indeed large and cold.

”Slender! What are you doing targeting my little victim here? I called dibs first.” The man standing besides you spoke first, a wide grin on his face as he too had no face, apart from a wide smile with very sharp teeth.

Slenderman, standing across from you and the now person standing besides you, didn’t talk, yet. “Offender. What are you doing here?” Slender spoke, his voice was cold, like he wasn’t happy to see his brother, and indeed he wasn’t.

You realised something. The man besides you called the man across from you, “slender”. No way, is the myth and the legend actually real? Is that actually Slenderman? I mean, it did look exactly like him… no face, the suit, how he’s really, really tall, how pale he was.. it finally made sense. This was Slenderman! And, perhaps, his brother next to him..? Offenderman… oh no.

Offender chuckled to himself, gripping your shoulder firmly, “Well, brother, it seems this little minx has wondered upon my turf, and as the owner of said turf, I have to protect it, don’t I?” Offender spoke, his tone very different from Slenders as that shit eating grin stayed on his face, ‘staring’ Slender down.

Slender listened in response, hearing his brothers word did make him realise that you and him were indeed on Offenders property, not on his property anymore, making him realise that he couldn’t get you anymore. “Fine. Enjoy your victim, then.” Slender said sternly, before he suddenly vanished into thin air, leaving you and Offenderman alone.

What a mistake he made. But then again, you aren’t his proxy, you aren’t of any valuable thing to him.

You stayed quiet for a moment, before turning to Offenderman who stood above you. He let his hand fall from your shoulder, walking to be in front of you as he stared down at you, taking you all in as he did the same. He didn’t look any different from Slenderman, really, but he wore a black cloak, a loose red tie, a fedora and was clearly hiding something behind his back.

He chuckled gently after a moment, suddenly clutching down to your height, you stared back, looking to where his eyes would be if he had any. “What one do you pick, my dear?” Offenderman asked seductively, that grin still on his face as he suddenly had two flowers in his hands, roses to be specific.

There was a red rose on the left and a blue rose on the right. You didn’t know what any of them meant— why was he asking you this? What did the roses mean? How did he suddenly appear two roses? What was going on??? So many questions went through your mind, you didn’t know what to do.

Since you didn’t know what to do, but wanted to be careful. You thought it out thoroughly, before choosing.

You stared for what felt like an eternity, Choosing between two flowers was hard, especially since you didn’t even know what any of them meant. You reached out carefully, your hand hovering before you grabbed one gently out of his hand, taking it, “I choose this one..” you mumbled under your breath, glancing up at him.

And Offenderman, himself? Oh, he was THRILLED, to say the least! You were rather confident in your choosing, yet obviously scared and confused, not understanding what either of the roses meant but he didn’t care really.

He’s not one to be pampered

Offender [NSFW]

He's such a slut, in plain words.

No matter who is topping him, he's letting unfiltered words, begs, and moans roll off his tongue with no second thought.

He wants you to take full control over him, what he does, how he acts, and when to cum.

He is entirely yours for the time being.

Oh, and that dirty mouth of his.

He loves being facefucked in an effort to shut up the filth leaking from his mouth.

And it doesn't matter if you don’t think he can take it, his jaw can unhinge to fit all of your taste in his mouth.

And his tongue will do unspeakable things that you'll never forget in your entire lifetime.

Nothing will live up to the way it curls and pulses as drool leaks down his chin.

And he will expect to choke, he wants to be pushed to his limit in all the filth and begs moaned against your wet skin.

And born with a cock or not, he’s gonna want a dicking down one way or another until he’s fucked dumb.

So, [y/n], you better start getting in that cardio for stamina because he’s whiny and greedy brat that will always want more.

He loves when he’s pinned down, tied up, anything that takes his control away.

He’s an eldritch being for divinity’s sake, he has power, so imagine how freeing it feels to hand it over to someone else for a change.

And please jack him off until his cock is turning purple and weeping cum until he can’t take it anymore.

An overstimulating king, he is.

Or, a pillow princess in that sense. Against the will of his muscles, of course.

Warnings : 😡😺 𝐠Ⓐｙ , ᵃＧ𝔢 𝑔ᗩⓟ 𝔂ά𝐎Ɨ , 卂 Ｌ𝕀𝓽ŦŁ𝐞 ѕ𝕠爪εⓄｎέ ŜⓝｕⒸҜ ｈ𝔢𝓻 ᵗяᵃⓈ𝔥𝕐 𝓢ᗴŁƒ 𝐢Ｎ ţħ𝐈ᔕ 𝕗ƗⒸ ☯♬

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This was my first request from a user who requested to be anonymous!

A/N: I take requests anytime. If you wish to stay anonymous, that's fine. If not, I'll tag you in the post of whatever you requested!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

After sex, he would just leave you there, wherever you two had sex. He would just dip right away. No aftercare, no nothing.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favourite part of your body, oh jeez. Your ass, breasts (if any) and genitals. That's it. Maybe thighs.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Messy and everywhere. He cums a LOT.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I don't think he has many secrets. He's not ashamed of anything. He has nothing to hide.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Very experienced. He knows what to do, but a lot of the time he doesn't care. Preparation? Yeah, he knows how to do it properly, but sometimes he doesn't care to, even if you need it.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Literally any. Sometimes prefers cowgirl or anyone where he's pinning you down and you can't escape.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He could joke around. But he's more focused on getting his rocks off.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn't have body hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He could be romantic and passionate. It depends on him mood really. Sometimes he just wants a quicky.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Why bother when you could get some anytime you wanted? If he wants sex, he'll go get it.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Oh dear. To name a few: dacryphilia, BDSM, rape-play, face-fucking, facials, mirror sex, rough sex, creampie, squirting, daddy-kink, really, the list goes on.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anytime, anywhere. He likes the riskiness of public spaces or just a bed.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Anything. He's always in the mood. He loves it when you ask him for it though.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn't like it when you refuse him. Sometimes he does like it, but a lot of the time, he's just really desperate and doesn't want to deal with you fighting back.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He prefers to receive. But when he gives, he's top tier. Absolutely amazing.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow, fast, soft, rough, he can do it all!. He likes it rough though most times.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yes! He loves quickies most of the time. Pretty often.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yes! He loves to experiment with things, especially when it's risky.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

A little too many rounds. It really reminds you that he's not human.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I wouldn't really say "own" more like if his victim has any, he might decide to use them on them.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves to tease, especially when they want to fuck.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Not really loud at all, might groan and grunt but you'll rarely catch him moaning loudly.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He definitely has a hub account. Come on, we all know this by now.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

8-pack, he has a long torso. Strong muscles and long white tenticals... 5in soft, 9in hard.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

VERY HIGH! If he's around, RUN!

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Based on my brief google search I’m assuming those are characters from Kimetsu no Yaiba? Sadly I haven’t watched it yet, so I can only refer to the wiki. Since this is creepypasta I hope you don’t mind if it’s more yandere and horror themed.

Yandere! Creepypasta x Reader Headcanons

Featuring Jeff the Killer, Offenderman, Slenderman, and a model reader that becomes their partner with or without her approval. TW: may contain violence and dubious consent