#sub slashers

*cracks neck* okay so—

for this title, i can’t explain it, but it gives off obsessive energy.

cw: somnophilia

brahms is having trouble sleeping because no matter how hard he tries: HE CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU. he adores you both on the outside and the inside. he’s so happy that you’ve decided to stay despite finding out about him. every second he spends with you fills him with warmth in his heart (and loins). it doesn’t take long until his thoughts become explicit and his cock hard and straining against his boxers. he first tries to deal with it on his own by fingering his twitching hole how you would, but quickly gives up when he realizes he could never do it like you.

he sneaks inside your room like the sneaky pervert he is. he stands there above you for a few minutes just admiring your face before the throbbing of his dick reminds him of what he’s there for. he slides the sheets off your body and carefully pulls down your sleeping pants just enough to where your soft cock can pop out. he wastes no time to put his mouth into work, cautiously watching over your resting expressions as his tongue slides over your veins and head. your face twists into bliss as you get hard in his mouth. he’s taken your lessons on how to pleasure you to heart. now he can play you like a fiddle. he slides you out of his mouth, stroking the base of your cock as he does it.

brahms let out a whimper as the head of your cock enters him, his hole stretches to fit you in as he continues to slide down until you are balls deep and sitting snuggly against his prostate. he rests his hands beside your neck as he steadily raises his hips until your head kisses the rim of his ass and slams down. he couldn’t contain his moans and whine for ‘more’ even if he was in a death match. you finally snap awake when brahms cried out your name as his cum stained your chest and belly. he slumps against your chest as he pants heavily beside your neck. you didn’t think it was possible to grow more horny than you already have, but your darling losing himself on your dick proved you wrong.

Omg fuck yes

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Oh how beautiful he looked right now. You wanted to engrave this moment in your brain to cherish it forever. Cherish how beautiful with drool and tears running down his face. How adorable his whimpers and moans sound. You leaned in to land a kiss to his drool stained lips. "H-aAh- Please p-lease! I can't c-cuhm anym-OorE! FUCK!" his tear filled eyes rolled back for the nth time that night as you started rubbing his clit furiously. His thighs were quivering when his nails dug into you back making you let out a quiet grunt into his neck. He cried out as you bit into his neck squirting all over your thighs and cock.

But that didn't stop you. You haven't even came once. "Hold on a bit more f-for me darling- I'm g-onna fill you up read good kay?". He let out a desperate whine at your words burying his face into your neck. Your thrusts got faster and faster as the knot in your belly tightened to his sounds. You started rubbing his clit faster than the last time.

"N-oHH! P-lease noO! a-AH fuuuCKK-!" he cried out overstimulated. You kissed him as you got closer to your high. His whole body started trembling as his grip on you tightened. "F-uck cum for me baby... Be a g-good boy 'n cum f'me." you ordered just a few seconds before he came with a cry of your name.

MINORS DNI

Vincent Sinclar x Male reader

Warning: knife play, trans Vincent (because yes), rough sex, vibrator, and praise kink

(If you don't like any of these stuff just leave)

(hint: my english is not quite good so let me know if I have any errors)

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Vincent was suprise in the state he was in. He was almost finished with one of the wax sculptures when he suddenly felt something vibrating on his clit. He let out a small whimper, that's when you came in to go check how he was doing but to also see how he is reacting to the vibrator. Vincent gave a slight moan but tried to focus on the sculpture but it was hard (poor baby). He turns and sees you and try to run to give you a hug that was when the vibrator found the spot.

Vincent starts to whimper and slightly moans, you tilt your head pretending you don't know what's going on with him. That was when you put the vibrator in the highest count, Vincent lets out cute little moans and put is hand on your shoulder still having the most adorable moans, and whimpers.

____________________Skip because I'm Lazy______________________ You start to thrust into his cunt, as he moans so pretty his mask that he took off long ago was at the counter of the bed. "Your doing so good for me Vincent you know that" when you say that he responds with a whimper as his cunt tights around you.

You gave a groan to him as you feel his cunt tight around your cock that was when you thrust faster. "aah aaah mmh aaaah" Vincent was suprise by how fast you were now going and almost feels himself getting close, "cl...cl...close ah ah aah" Vincent felt like he was about to burst then he felt something metal touching his body he gave out a whimper.

"I'm suprise that you are liking this just like me" he answered with a whimper and a slight moan. The knife went up to his neck as you and him felt it. "I'm close dear you want it inside or..." Vincent gave a nod as you go faster "cu...cu...cumming ah ah mhm mhm ah aah" you cum inside of him with a loud groan as you fill him up he gave a whimper as he feels your hot liquid inside of him.

WHO I WRITE FOR

michael myers (1978 normally, 2018 if requested)

bubba sawyer

thomas hewitt

jason voorhees

brahms heelshire

billy lenz (1974)

hannibal lecter (nbc)

bo sinclair

vincent sinclair

lester sinclair

norman bates (1960)

pennywise (2017)

tiffany valentine

WHAT I WILL WRITE

oneshots, drabbles, and headcanons.

keep in mind headcanons will get pumped out faster.

just about any genre (fluff, smut, angst…)

horror elements, gore, some dc, yanderes (reader must be somewhat consenting), non-sexual abuse.

i only write dom!reader/sub!slasher content

WHAT I WON'T WRITE

sending me this will get your request deleted on sight

non-con, ask me about dub-con.

pedophilia/underage

sexual abuse

miscarriages

watersports/omorashi/piss play

SUBMISSIVE READERS

male readers

appearance-specific readers or ocs

that means no specific skin colors, eye colors, hair types/colors. (things like weight, build, or height are acceptable though!)

EXTRA NOTES

it helps to be specific about you'd like instead of sending stuff like ex: brahms x reader fluff. tell me about tropes, or kinks, or scenarios you'd like me to describe!

please be patient with me. i get stuff out when i’m inspired, not when i feel i have to.

please don’t take it personally if i don’t do your request, or if it takes a while. i write very slowly.

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brahms didn’t have the best personal hygiene before he met you, but ever since you found out about the man hiding in the walls of the mansion you were supposed to watch over along with a doll version of brahms, you made it your life’s mission to make sure he bathes regularly.

brahms didn’t always comply though, and often threw tantrums unless you joined with him (which was very common, little pervy bastard). usually the washing started out innocently, until brahms turned it into a heated fuck session. this was no different.

brahms cries echoed throughout the walls of the bathroom, the warm water enveloping the both of you in the tub made his face flush a pretty shade of pink as he held onto your shoulders for dear life. the water splashes out of the tub as your pelvis claps against brahms’ ass.

brahms lets out delicate moans in your ear every time your cock jabs his prostate. your hands that were previously scrubbing his body were now holding onto his hips as you made him take your merciless thrusts. you couldn’t help but grin when you hear brahms sniff and begin to tear up in pleasure.

“you can’t seem to control yourself, huh? always grinding against my leg when i reach for the soap, like a little slut,” you rest your back on the wall beside the tub as your pace quickens. brahms pulls away from your ear, staring at you with glossy eyes, “i-i’m sorry, i can’t help it. you feel so- so good. please kiss me,” brahms pleads with you.

deciding to have mercy on the pretty man, you grab ahold of his damp curls and pulled him onto your lips for a kiss. you swallow brahms’ whines as he came onto his stomach and in the water. you follow suit as you slammed into him and released strand after strand of cum inside his ass until it spilled. making the once clean water, a white mess.