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decapitatesyousoftly · 2 years

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I’m not going to lie when I say I'm a huge simp for this man, right here. Yes I know that he’s really problematic, but every slasher is problematic in there own way (besides Bubba sawyer, Jason Voorhees and Carrie white they’re amazing sweethearts)

Dating Otis driftwood would include:

//warning: nsfw-ish, minors DNI//

•Gore. And lots of it, he loves gore and he loves everything that comes with it, organs, bones, brains everywhere. so that kind of stuff grosses you out, you’re out of luck

•you’re going to have to deal with him being A necrophiliac, sorry, but Otis really loves them cold and lifeless.

•you’re going to have to deal with major PDA, so stuff such as, holding your hand, groping you, public sex (When the devil himself wants you, he's going to have you), or his favorite kissing you.

•walks during the midnight hours, after he is done with rituals, talking about stupid things that don't make sense to either of you, but hey nights like these are fun for Otis and you and it definitely makes up for that peace and quiet you to seem to miss out on so often. Thanks to Spaulding, or grandpa Hugo (Most of the noise is caused by Otis, but don’t tell him that)

•Being best friends with Baby which is amazing, Baby is one of those crazy loyal best friends, definitely will steal you from Otis most of the time, because she wants more ’girl time’

•being Otis’s muse, and giving him ideas for his next art piece. Him asking you what he could do to make his work better, etc

• Cutter aka Captain Spaulding is definitely going to be protective of you like he is with Baby and Otis, why?, because your Otis’s S/O and part of the family. the problem with Spaulding being like a protective father figure to you, is that it’s not really that pleasant sometimes, like he’ll definitely watch out of you and have your back, but the moment he helps you out of the situation your in he’ll laugh at you, or tell you how stupid you were. Baby says that's how he shows he cares

• prepare getting degraded a lot, and when i say a lot, I mean A LOT. this man loves degrading people, and just because you’re his S/O doesn’t make you any different. In or out of the bedroom he’s going to call you names ”slut” is his favorite. This doesn’t mean Otis won’t praise you, he will trust me, its just When he’s more in a calm mood. He just likes to see you blush.

•He has a really high text Drive, so if those corpses don't satisfy him. It’s your turn, but in case you’re a masochist, it won’t really feel nice, but he’ll make it up to you with craze in aftercare.

•Be prepared to never talk to any man again, besides the ones that are in the firefly family, this man is definitely obsessive and possessive, hardly lets you leave the house, or even out if his sight. Deep down he’s just really insecure because no one’s ever liked him like you do, especially if you can put up with all the sick, twisted and disgusting things he does and still smile at him with heart eyes. Definitely doesn’t want to share you.

• if a poor victim of the firefly family insult you in anyway, Otis is definitely going to torture them and make it as painful as he possibly can and he’s going to make you watch, because he’s into that kind of thing. He’ll also fuck you next to the victims corpse, but that just Otis being Otis.

• On the contrary of what people think of him, I think he wouldn’t care about what gender his S/O is, or the way they dress, he just wants someone to love him. I also think Otis would be into an S/O who dresses all cute. He likes the idea of him, this gross man loving on someone who’s adorable and loving, but also gross.

I know this is bad, but I really was trying to think for this one, I haven’t been on here in awhile, I needed someway to get The creative juices flowing. Anyways hope you liked his I really tried to keep this as close as i can for canon Otis, even though I know this isn't close to canon.

#house of 1000 corpses #otis driftwood x reader #otis driftwood #slasher boyfriend #slasher boyfriend x reader #slasher headcanons #baby firefly #baby firefly x reader

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cashmoneyyysstuff · 5 months

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" what the hell are you doing ?"

you look away from your screen to stare at your boyfriend from beneath the mountain of pillows you’re laying under. there are snacks ranging from sweet to salty strewn all around your bed and a spot right next to you saved specifically for him.

you raise a brow " i’m watching my show." you state. katsuki’s eye twitches. he stalks towards you slowly, menacingly, like he’s waiting for the perfect opportunity to pounce at you. you shove your chin and nose underneath your blankets.

"you’re watching our show. " he corrects, squinting at you "you’re watching. our show." he reiterates.

"katsu-"

" our show. an’ yer fuckin’ watching it without me." he glares daggers into your fucking soul and with the rage of a thousand suns as he spits the words out like they had somehow caused him harm.

"you said i could start without you last time !" you defend weakly. he rolls his eyes as he stomps over to you and climbs into your bed "yeah, last time, but this ain’t last fuckin’ time, dumbass." he growls. you whine when he lifts up your blankets and the cold air nips at you. "oh shut up, big baby, weren’t whinin’ when ya decided ta watch the one show you know we watch together." his words are mean but he scoots impossibly closer to you

you scoot over to make some extra space for him so he can lay down comfortably before squeezing yourself right next to him again. “you’re the one who said, and i quote ‘ i could give less of a shit about this stupid show, just don’t have anything better to do” he scrunches his nose at your crude impression of him. “ i don’t fuckin’ sound like that.”

“it’s what you sound like to me.” you retort.

he growls, nipping at your ear which causes you to let out a giggle mixed with a little squeal “needa get yer fuckin’ ears checked then.”

“i just started anyway. i can just rewind it” you lean forward to place your mouse back to the beginning and plop back on your pillow with a groan. katsuki snorts. “ i was gonna wait for you, but you were taking too long” you mumble out already invested in the images on screen.

katsuki knocks his forehead against the side of your head softly then also turns his attention to the screen. “ it’s shitty hair’s fault” he gruffs out “fucker kept on yappin’ about whatever the fuck, couldn’t leave.”

you fake gasp in shock. pretending to be hurt you place a hand on your chest and look at him wide eyed. he raises a brow “wow. i can’t believe you like kirishima more than me.” you turn your nose up at him and hold back a laugh when you see his expression morph from confused to straight up insulted.

“where the fuck d’you get that from?!” you can’t keep up the façade when you see his face and burst out laughing, his facial expressions are seriously something else. he relaxes slightly but he still doesn’t look amused. “i’m just joking. i know you just wanted to be nice” you reassure, his face relaxes and his shoulders sag as he releases a frustrated sigh. “you know, since he’s your friend.”

he cracks his head to look at you, wide eyed and brows furrowed he shoves his head against yours so hard he basically headbutts you. you let out a little yelp and laugh “don’t even start with that ! fucker ain’t my friend." he spits the word friend like it tastes gross in his mouth, it makes you laugh even harder. “right~” you sing.

you think things have calmed down after a little bit, your both watching your show, then katsuki suddenly knocks his forehead against your head again.

“hey.” he mumbles. you blink up at him waiting for him to finish. he chews at his lip and looks towards the screen then looks back at you, cheeks turning pink.

"ya know i don’t…like him more than you, right..?"

you tilt your head "who ?" you ask. he grunts like speaking is physically challenging, his face turning redder by the second “shitty hair. don’t like ‘im more than you." his eyes dart away then focus back on yours " don’t like anyone more than you."

you feel your cheeks flush and you suddenly feel extremely warm and giddy. you giggle and his cheeks darken in color "where's this coming from?" you chortled. he scoffs at you and pokes you in the stomach, turning back to the look at the screen to avoid your mushy warm loving gaze. "fuckin'—nowhere ! m'not allowed to…fuckin—!" he fumbles around for what to say. you decide to spare him and place your hands on his scorching cheeks, he struggles a little bit (barely) but let's you turn his head towards you, he pouts at you, trying his best to look intimidating but he just looks like a angry little kicked puppy.

"m'just teasing you , suki" you're rubbing his cheek with your thumb and his eyebrows stay furrowed despite him leaning into your touch "i know you don't like him more than me, if you did, i don't think you'd be here" he rolls his eyes and bites at the palm of your hand. you chuckle "i don't like anyone more than you, either" you're sure there are hearts in your eyes as you speak, you hope he can see them.

" 'f course you don’t." he mumbles out the words into your palms fast without missing a beat, it tickles. he smirks into your hand when he sees you roll your eyes at him, he truly is a little shit.

"don't like nobody more than you." he proclaims quietly, closing his eyes, his long lashes brushing against his cheeks.

"yeah" you purr, the hearts in your eyes spread all around your body to the tips of your fingers and toes, it makes you warm and soft, and so fond of him. you don't like anybody more than katsuki, you can't. not when he opens his eyes and gazes at you with burning cheeks but hearts in his eyes and you hope the ones in yours spread all around his body too, because his have started to intermingle with yours, coursing through your veins.

"yeah." you sigh, " yeah me neither."

you can't like anyone more than you do katsuki as you watch your show together.

@slashersl0t i wrote this thanks to you twin <3 !

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smutbutoutofnowhere · 13 days

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shoutout to all my fellow smut enjoyers

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ayautjaslover · 6 months

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Merry (almost) Christmas, here are some Christmas space cats

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tac-the-unseen · 22 days

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Hannibal Lecter x Reader x Will Graham Headcannons

Fluff, Minor edits for formatting!

Involves: Cooking, sleeping, art, tattoos, piercings, dates, funny little ideas

•While Hannibal is mostly the one cooking when you, him, and will are in a kitchen together it get a bit chaotic.

•You're decent at cooking but Will is a hot mess compared to you and Hannibal (that doesn't mean he's a bad cook, just not as good as you guys are). But you and Hannibal have no problem guiding and teaching him. It's a great bonding experience for all of you.

•When Hannibal talks in the kitchen you and Will call him 'chef'. Hannibal loves it but will never admit to it.

•All of you share a bed but you also have separate bed in another room that is used when one of you really needs your sleep or space. None of you talk about but it has really saved your relationship...multiple times.

•Hannibal mostly uses it when he has an important event coming up and needs to get a full night's rest.

•Will mostly uses it when he feels like the world is caving in on him and needs to get away.

•You mostly use it when you're mad that them or need to work a late shift.

•Hannibal loves taking you and Will to museums and art galleries. He loves digging through the layers of the art to get to its over all meanings.

•Everyone knows Hannibal likes to play the 'sugar daddy' role but he appreciates when you or Will try and contribute with the costs.

•Will isn't a fan of pet names. He thinks it's weird and kind of degrading, but if you or Hannibal use one or two, he won't complain. Especially if it's to comfort him during an episode.

•That being said if you call him William he immediately thinks he's in trouble for something. If he's not in trouble he will pout about you using his full name.

•On the other hand Hannibal loves pet/nick names. If you call him darling or love he will internally swoon.

•Will doesn't like to be touched and you and Hannibal are not expections. He can deal with touch but he's not happy about it. If you touch him while he's having a break down he with scream, shout, and cry.

•You can get away with cuddling at night but just barely. Be careful about your hand placement.

•If Will is losing an argument he'll say 'nah huh' and Hannibal without a beat will say 'yeah huh' right back.

•You and Will have woken up after a nap to find Hannibal sketching you several times. If he finds either of you asleep he'll run to get his sketch book and maybe some tea and gets to work.

•Hannibal is 10,000% a bridezilla. If you could get married he would be a nightmare to deal with. He might call off the whole wedding if he doesn't get the flowers he wants. And the catering, dear god the catering. He got so upset he thought about just making the food himself...day of...

•If Hannibal ever gets sick he feel guilty because he feels like he should be the one taking care of you two, not that other way around.

•If you have tattoos or piercings Hannibal will just and stare that them. He wants to mesmerize every piece of you. In his spare time he finds him self drawing up concept art for more future tattoos. He doesn't show you any of them,but if you find one and end up getting it tattooed on you he might just have a heart attack.

•Very Interested in the tattoos/piercings healing process. Like he knows but he just likes to watch.

•Will likes to trace said tattoos and even considers getting a matching one with you!

•If Hannibal spots you and/or will getting overwhelmed overstimulated in public he hold your hand and whisper affirmations to you two.

Thanks for reading <3

#hannibal lecter #will graham #gn reader #hannigram #hannibal x reader #will graham x reader #Hannibal x reader x will #hannibal #nbc hannibal #slashers #boyfriends

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y3strr · 6 months

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Me, fully convinced that the slashers wouldn’t kill me bc I’m basically Y/N

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all-about-bride · 4 months

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Beetlejuice!

(NSFW comic ahead)

Beetlejuice!

#Beetlejuice!#all about bride 💒#monster boyfriend #my art <3 #artwork #second blog #faceless bride's tag! 🪦🦋#slasher fucker #monster fucker #beetlejuice x reader #beetlejuice smut

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djorgcre · 9 months

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october needs to come faster so i can get my yearly taste of the juicest most explicit gut wrenching god appalling slasher smut that would make the devil himself blush

#halloween ends #micheal myers #slasher fucker #slasher x reader #slashers #slasher imagines #slasher smut #slasher x reader smut #michael myer smut #micheal myers smut #halloween #october #monsterfucker #monster boyfriend #slasher fanfiction #slasher x you

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6eeznut · 1 year

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QUESTION OF THE DAY.

: whos slasher that has the biggest, the longest, and the thickest ding dong in your opinion? and can you take them full in one try? 😳

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slasherfan29 · 7 months

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Bo Sinclair as your boyfriend

Him being charming at times in his own way, by bringing you flowers that he ripped out of the ground even when you can see the roots and soil

Him having nightmares a lot and probably kicking the shit out of you in his sleep or something.

Him eating whatever's in the house for breakfast, which is usually leftover takeout from three days ago.

If he drinks anything other than beer, then it's probably Vincent's but he takes all Vincent's things anyway because they're "basically the same person, right?"

Him being an absolute flirt when he wants to be. As soon as you roll into town, he's got his eyes on you.

Being called sugar and other nicknames like that

You mothering ALL THREE of the boys

Nurse duties

CONSTANT PDA (a.k.a ALWAYS GETTING THE PRINCESS TREATMENT) He can be toxic and a tease but he likes to be a gentleman too.

Helping him trick people

Him thinking it's hot when your covered in blood

Stealing his clothes and hat

Kissing and rubbing his wrists and him crying into your shoulder

One nights he isn't thrashing in his sleep, he'll sleep on top of you and if you run your nails up and down his back and shoulders while runnung your hands through his her and humming a lullaby or song it'll be the best sleep he'd ever have

NSFW

Bo would probably love eating you out more than actually fucking you

Hearing your moans are pleasure to him and he would cum on the spot

Special occasions he's gentle, soft, and slow

Most of the times it's rough, fast, and hard

You not being able to walk for WEEKS

Him taking a smoke and having a beer before climbing into bed to cuddle you after

HICKIES EVERYWHERE

Sex in the back of his truck

You two pretty much have sex everywhere

Jealous sex most definitely

Bo would definitely be a switch

Him being a kinky bitch

Him being loud AF

You running your fingers through his hair and over his scars while making out

Him wanting LOTS of blowjobs

#Bo Sinclair #Bo Sinclair as your boyfriend #slasher x reader #slasher boyfriend #house of wax #bo sinclair x reader

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mimixmunson · 3 months

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Kurt Kunkle would 100% be a gamer bf. You’d have to beg him to come to bed because it’s 5am and he’s been playing all night, leaving you in bed all alone. You can hear him shouting over his headset to whatever 12 year old has killed him in the last game.

You’d walk into his spare bedroom (the gaming room he had turned it into) completely naked and call his name, massaging the back of his neck. He turn around, a little bit jump scared because he didn’t hear you come in over the sound of gunfire in the game.

Once he catches a glimpse of your naked body under the neon light of the room, he’d rip his headset off and grab your hand. Running with you to the bedroom, because no game is better than pussy. Even losers like Kurt know that.

Throwing you onto the bed to the sound of his own laughter, and burying his head against your belly. “You want me?” He smirks, brushing his hair out of his face. Trailing his fingers from under your belly button to your slit, narrowly missing your clit. You direct his hand to the right spot, and he stays there completely still until you whine.

His fingers only start to motion when you beg, because boy does that man love any form of feedback.

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plasmabull · 1 month

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Little dude is one of Ta'kaul's kids. His name is Ataal, and he loves blood oranges 😌🫶🏻

Also gave Eric a new look 😌😋

(It might look blurry, so if it is, just click on it, it'll fix its self 😔😔)

#slasher memes #art #yautja #yautja boyfriend #male reader #slashers x male reader #male! reader #male!reader #x gn reader #male reader imagine #yautja art #yautja x male reader #oc x character #yautja pups #yautja oc

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corpseinpink · 1 year

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So for those who love x readers, i see you guys talk alot about soundgasm. Soundgasm is a website that 1 person made thats connected to reddit. if you have the reddit app and love audios, go to the reddit r/gonewildaudio and r/gwasapphic ! im so happy to help my tumblr communities but im always too scared to actually send ppl asks. Hope this helps! 😅❤️

#x reader #boyfriend x reader #soundgasm #south park x reader #slasher x reader #michael afton x reader

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ayautjaslover · 7 months

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hii could you write about s/o who was training with her elder yautja bf and they are very tired so the yautja gives them massages on the bed please and ty!

Training With An Elder

OH MY LAWD YES I CAN I LOVE THIS IDEA!!! (Also first ask ahhhhsjjdjdjd thank you!)

Attaching the final part of your armour, you fitted the large helmet to your head, the custom padding providing a soft layer for comfort and breathability. Finally being lowered into the pit after multiple months of training ,you felt nervous, almost giddy. Knowing that your elder mate had finally deemed you capable of fighting and beating the serpents that they use to test and train.

Your devout mate had spent hours schooling and testing you on how the weaponries, helmets and general armour work. Along with hand to hand combat and techniques you use to scan for and hunt down prey with the utmost efficiency.

I mean who would be better to teach you then an elder yautja themselves? Not only are they your mate, they know your body and how your mind works, enabling them to tailor your training to you specially.

Before you began your descent down to the pit your mate had given you a small overview of what was going to happen. Though they'd be coaching you through the auditory systems they thought it would be best to remind you. Though the look of pure pride they held when they saw you clad in the armour was all the encouragement you needed.

Bringing you out of your thoughts you felt the hard metal stage you were on halt and cement itself into the ground beneath. Upon this a loud click sounded throughout the area followed by your mates gravelly voice.

"Situate yourself then scan your surroundings, a skilled yautja hunter never lets any detail slip and you are no different my little ooman."

Helmet activated, you scan the area, noticing the distinct heat signals the serpents were giving off and the subtle outlines of two yautja hunters above. Definitely there to keep watch and jump in if need be, though you deflated a little at this you knew better then to question it. Your mate was only looking out for you.

"Now, the serpents are going to be released soon so stay on guard and be vigilant. I have faith in you."

And with that came silence, assuming they were using the element of surprise to keep you on your toes you continued taking in what was around you and kept an eye on the heat signals from above.

A few seconds later there was a sharp hiss to your right, you trudged forwards and slashed at the serpent's throat. It put up a fight by lunging at you in a weak attempt to get a hold of your arm but you swiftly blocked it. Enclosing your hand around its neck you snapped the windpipe before letting it fall to the floor.

You continued in a similar fashion beating down each Lythe serpent that dared to strike in your direction. Soon enough you had completed the task at hand. Choosing not to relax just yet you scanned the surrounding location once more checking for any remaining serpent heat signals.

"You have completed the task dear ooman, please step back on the stage and we'll bring you up."

Your mate's voice rang through the system instilling a sense of comfort in you. Your muscles were beginning to ache and eyes droop, no matter how many times you wore this goddamn armour you never got used to the way it seemed to drag you down once you'd completed a fight.

You stood there on the stage waiting and wanting for nothing more than to curl up into the soft pelts of your bed and succumb to the hands of your mate as he gives you a massage. He'd done it for you previously and the way his strong hands effortlessly soothed and unravelled the tight muscles of your back and shoulders was nothing short of heavenly.

Without delay the stage cracked to life and started ascending up to the large waiting room. Stepping off and moving towards the bench you began stripping off your armour and stretching.

Hearing the distinct sound of your mate's loud steps which could be likened to that of small bombs you turned to the door as it opened. Stepping forward you smiled up at your mate before wrapping both of your arms around his sturdy torso, sighing Into the fabric of his sheer clothing.

"How did I do? Is there anything I should improve on?" You speak tiredly tracing patterns on his skin.

"Well we're going to have to do more training for your first hunt. I've decided that you'll be coming with me and hunting alongside some of the youngbloods I've been training."

At his words you instantly perk up all the previous tiredness your eyes held before gone.

"My first hunt? I'm going to be accompanying you?"

"Yes little one" your mate says with a look of adoration in his eyes.

Pulling you back into him he wraps his arms around your much smaller frame before bending down to give his version of a "kiss" which includes softly moving his mandibles against your skin.

"Let's get you back to our room, little one, clean you up and relax those muscles of yours." And with a few loving clicks he's already leading you there with large clawed fingers intertwined with your own.

Upon arrival your mate drew you a bath adding in a few soaps here and there and arranging the various shampoos and oils you've collected before calling you in.

Stripping you of your clothing, your mate tied your hair up and out of your face before placing a few light kisses to your cheek and shoulders. Running a clawed hand down your back and snaking their arms around your waist.

"I'm very proud of you little ooman. You've brought honour to me, yourself and our relationship by your actions today. Showing your strengths has gained you respect amongst my kind." They spoke fondly.

Unwrapping their arms they picked you up bridal style before placing you in the large tub. Cupping their hands they began to drench your hair before applying your shampoo, taking special care when lathering the soapy substance and massaging it in.

Letting their claws graze your scalp they wash it out with the shower head then add some conditioner. Pinning the slick hair up to let it set your mate turns their attention to your body, taking a natural rose soap bar and lathering it between their hands before gently gliding the bubbles across your skin, cleaning away any sweat or blood from serpents and leaving your skin hydrated and soft.

Returning their attention back to your hair after washing the suds off your body they begin to repeat their previous actions, raking their hands through the now silky hair your mate continued to wash off and massage the delicate strands. Finally finished they told you to wait before walking out of the room.

"I'll be back in a second little one, you just relax."

Re-entering the large bathroom you see that your lovely mate is holding a board full of what looks to be juicy fruit and a small glass of C'ntlip with clips on the edges to attach to the bath. Setting down the board your mate speaks.

"You must be at least a little hungry ooman. Eat some, we'll make a full feast later."

"Oh what did I do to deserve you." You said picking up a soft and squishy orange fruit and taking a bite.

"Being yourself" your mate spoke softly, admiring your small bites and facial expressions with a silent admiration.

Taking a sip of the C'ntlip the fruit your lover gave you was long gone. It was the most deliciously refreshing thing you'd ever tasted. Your mate had introduced you to a lot of things over the years you two had spent together but this and himself were by far your favourites.

"Ready to get out? You'll turn into- what do humans call it. Prunes?" Your mate said, sounding strange mixing yautja with the foreign word.

Giving him a giggle you said yes before placing your C'ntlip down and getting out of the tub beginning to dry and moisturise your body.

Deciding against clothes you slowly walked into the room, lying down on the soft pelts and letting out an exhale. By the gods, your mate really does spoil you. Turning onto your back you buried your face further into the pelts.

Hearing your mate walk back In from the kitchen you stuck your hand out reaching for their own before attempting to pull them onto the bed with you.

"I'm so tired" you yawned through your words.

Softly taking your hand off of their own, your mate positioned themselves above you sitting on your legs to ground themselves. Not enough to crush you, just a comfortable weight.

"Let me massage some of your muscles, you're still tense. I can feel it."

Not waiting for a reply, your mate got to work. Smoothing their hands over your moisturised skin. Applying a pleasant amount of pressure onto each muscle and moving in a soothing motion. This feeling mixed with the C'ntlip was enough for you to let out a few mewls here and there.

"Enjoying yourself little ooman?" Your mate let out a few fast and high pitched clicks lovingly laughing at your little sighs.

You only let out a groan in response, your mates hands seemingly rendering you speechless.

Finishing up the unravelling of your muscles your mate pushed himself off of your legs and lay himself down besides you, taking your plush body into his arms once again and nuzzling your hair clicking in contentment.

"I love you" you spoke softly, his body warmth lulling you to sleep.

"I love you too dear ooman"

The sound of your mate's deep voice was the last thing you heard before falling into a deep slumber.

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This was so fun to write and the fluff in it is absoloutley teethrotting. I LOVE IT! thank you sm to the individual who requested this!!!

(And as always, my requests are open!)

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luvghostie · 2 years

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Hi! I get the feeling that Art can be a yandere. So Can I please request yandere Art the clown headcanons with a s/o?

╰┈➤ 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐍

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒.ೃ࿐

GN Reader

TW: violence and kidnapping

Art is a naturally violent person. Lack of empathy and carelessness are a majority of his personality. Not including the little gags and pranks, he does now and then. He is a clown after all therefore, laughter is key.

For some reason, his heart warmed when he saw you. He was going to kill you but the thought made him hurt psychically and mentally. Why were you so important? Art couldn't wrap his head around it.

That night he asked you to dinner at his place. (he wrote it down but still) Whether or not you agreed is on you. When you tried to leave, however, he knocked you out. You didn't thank you'd get away that easy, did you? Once you woke up you found yourself in a relatively comfortable cage. This is where the fun begins.

Art doesn't abuse or take advantage of you. If anything, you're more fragile than glass to him. So beautiful, so weak. The way your eyes feel with misery when he kills in front of you makes his day 10x better.

He'll give you plenty of food and water. You'll never go hungry and thirsty. Art puts you before him and anyone else. He's gone many nights without eating just to make sure you did. If you don't eat the food his heart aches. He just wants you to be happy with him.

After some time he'll allow you out. He's developed trust for you. The countless nights of you talking to him and the notes he's supplied you with. You grew to trust him as well. You could even say you started adoring him.

Whenever you two are in public he never leaves your side. Oh, and if anyone- ANYONE looks at you wrong he'll murder them in the most gruesome way possible. Acid bath? Water Torture? Skinning? He'll do anything he sees fit to punish them.

Gifts are a must with the clown. Expensive, cheap, anything in between, he'll get it for you. He loves to see you in cute little outfits. Not to mention something sexy. If you say no though he won't push it. Art wants you to love him not hate him.

You have definitely gotten Stockholm syndrome from the years captured. You couldn't deny the love you felt. He treated you better than anyone else did. It wasn't hard to tell he didn't mean you harm. So in the end, you and the goofball decided to stay together...forever.

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joyfulfxckery · 2 years

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Space Cats

Yautja Blurb

So my cat, Jaxon the house panther, hunts everything; flies, mosquitoes, spiders, his sister Selkie, everything.

Every time he's hunting I always think that the Yautja would find it entertaining so this happened. It's unedited btw.

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"Your house feline isn't completely useless."

"Hm?" I turn around from my cooking task to see my Yautja mate, Bha'jui, crouching on the floor in front of the couch, watching with amusement as my cat, Jaxon, hunts down the Yautja Prime version of a fly that entered the open window. Jaxon slowly sneaks closer while keeping his eyes on the fly that's resting up the wall before jumping, missing and sliding down back unto the couch. Bha'jui chortles while watching the fly buzz around your cat, seeming to mock him. Jaxon watches the fly for a few seconds while chittering before jumping up in the air, the fly drops.

"Sounds like Yautja? Do cats mimic?" Bha'jui tilts his head in curiosity moving his eyes from Jaxon to look at me making me smile. He's usually hunting or training so he doesn't spend a lot of time at home or with Jaxon in general, if he is home it's usually time spent with me to either stay by my side like a lost puppy or to make me smell like him again which can either be by cuddling or fucking my brains out. Being on Yautja Prime he always tries to keep me smelling like him so that other unmated Yautja know to stay away since Yautjas are extremely territorial ESPECIALLY if they have a human mate. Like, he will gladly kill for me. Actually, he has once when we were newly mated and a lot of Yautja was looking down on his choice of me that I was starting to feel unworthy and one Yautja just looked at me in disgust and Bha'jui snapped. I felt powerful as fuck that day too though, he was in a deep rage that he kept beating on the body and even the Yautja surrounding us didn't want to disturb him but I went up and gently touched his back, he turned super quick ready to fight only to realize it was me, he stood and let out a victorious roar then looked at everyone surrounding us in warning before picking me up in his arms and carrying me home.

Shaking my head out of my thoughts I turned back to check that the food was ready, while dishing it out I say, "He's always done that, sometimes cats make that noise when they're hunting something. Though, some do it more than others."

As I finished talking Bha'jui started his own chittering noise while Jaxon went to paw at the injured fly that was trying to escape. I turn with bowls of chilli that Bha'jui likes if there's loads of meat. There are only a few Yautja foods I have found that I like and with more Yautja taking humans as mates lately they were kind enough to make us our very own store with human food, and I was feeling a little homesick today so I wanted to make my grandmothers' chilli. Placing them on the table where we eat I looked and noticed that Jackson ate the fly and was now sitting and facing Bha'jui, they seemed to be talking. In chitters. I went behind Bha'jui as Jaxon jumped down the couch and into the Yautjas' lap while purring,

"Good talk?" I giggled while appreciating the view of my two predators, one of which nodded.

"I said he was a good house hunter." Which caused me to laugh more before leaning down against my mate's back to pet Jaxon who leaned into my hand.

"He is, he's my good lil' hunter aren't you Jaxon," I said, making Bha'jui look back at me.

"I am a better hunter."

"You are my good ole' big hunter, love," I said wrapping my arms around his massive shoulders, leaning my full weight on his crouching form knowing he can support me, to kiss one of his upper mandibles. Resulting in him purring too, vibrating both me and Jaxon and making me laugh. Remembering me and fellow humans comparing our mates to cats. I'll be sure to tell them of my new evidence.

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