#Candyman Fic

[doomh3ad]

slashers + kissing them in panic before they kill you (short fic) [including michael myers, bo sinclair, candyman/daniel robitaille, brahms heelshire]

part 2

Michael Myers

He's got you by the throat, your back against the wall, eye sockets of the mask staring coldly and blankly into your wide, panicked eyes. You're not entirely sure what you hope to accomplish when you press a swift kiss to his cheek, straining against his grip on your neck. For a moment, you think you've fucked up tremendously and he'll kill you painfully and slowly for it, and his curious head tilt doesn't soothe your worries. It's only when his grip loosens, but doesn't fully relent, that you breathe a sigh of relief.

However, you're not entirely free to go. His significantly lighter grip is still like iron, and the message is clear when you try to walk away and it tightens to the point of being painful.

You're coming with him.

Bo Sinclair

"Just lie still, alright, now," he says and shushes you, opening the glue. "Shame to shut these pretty lips of yours, but-"

You're thinking on your feet, it's a split second decision. He's already shown his attraction to you, and his hand is poised to use the glue and you're so scared that you'll do anything to stop him. Even if it doesn't work, it couldn't hurt to try, he already may kill you, what's the worst that could happen?

You lean forward as much as your restraints allow and kiss him deeply, trying to minimise your shaking and obvious panic. He is a good kisser, which helps. Something between you becomes electric and he drops the glue, using his now free hand to tilt your chin and deepen the kiss, your passion met with the equal force of his own. Eventually, you feel confident enough to gently break away to meet his eyes, and wonder if the lust in his eyes is a mirror to your own.

A grin breaks out across that devastatingly handsome face as he gazes at you fondly. "Well now...s'pose it would be a tragedy to let someone like you go to waste. You could be all mine if you promise you'll be quiet, yeah?"

Your slow nod seals your fate.

Candyman / Daniel Robitaille

You're not even sure why you did it.

Whispering into the mirror, five times. Maybe you're reckless, maybe you were just so infinitely bored of life that potentially losing it didn't seem so bad.

You called. He came. Now you're facing the consequences, only one thing comes to mind that you'd like to do. Your final act.

The hook is unbelievably gentle, running across your cheek, and his tender hold around your waist is almost like a lover's. You're entranced with the strangely romantic tone he speaks to you in, and as he goes in for the kill you do what you've been wanting to.

He's entirely caught off guard, and as you kiss him he senses something else in you. A desire to right your wrongs, a purer soul than he thought at first glance.

No, you will not be his victim, he decided once your lips met his. You will be his honeybee, the only tie he'll allow himself to have to this plane of existence. You captivate him in a way no others have.

He fades from your vision, with a promise to return.

Brahms Heelshire

Confusion and horror battle to be the main emotion driving your frantic escape attempt from the man that has just emerged from the walls. You only signed up to take care of a doll. A doll of a dead little boy, yet his actual, much older counterpart blocks your path to the door with his frighteningly strong frame.

"Brahms?" You question, tears now spilling from your eyes. You search for answers in the eyes behind his mask that you know you will never receive, certainly not if he kills you like you he's about to.

His arm is tensed around your neck now, seemingly ready to snap it at any second.

"You didn't follow the rules," comes the voice of a young boy, strained with the high pitch and apparent disuse. "You have to follow them."

The rules? The ones you were given when you started? What haven't you done? You're mentally running through the list, checking and double checking as his grip gets tighter, then you hit on it.

Kiss goodnight.

As you become more lightheaded and your eyes close, you use your last vestige of strength to kiss the lips of the mask.

You don't have time to savour the fresh air as he rips off the mask and you actually get to kiss him. But the pressure around your neck is gone, and you might actually get out of this alive.

If you follow the rules, that is.

#imelda's writing #horror #slasher x reader #slasher #slasher fic #slashers #slasher thirst #michael myers #michael myers x reader #halloween #bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #house of wax #candyman #daniel robitaille #candyman x reader #brahms heelshire x reader #brahms heelshire #the boy #brahms the boy #daniel robitaille x reader #the shape x reader #horror x reader #final girl #house of wax 2005 #carly jones #laurie strode #slashers x reader #halloween 2018 #halloween ends

[el-writes-i-guess]

The Worm and the Bees

Candyman x Reader

AN: going through @bloodybrahms’ candyman tag and saw the ‘if i was a worm’ post. Got inspired. Take it or leave it

Word Count: 2.8k

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“Daniel?”

He glanced at you, smiling slightly at the gleam in your eye. This was a beautiful look you got whenever you were planning something, and he was curious about the result. Besides, whatever came out of your mouth made angels pale in comparison.

“Yes, my dear?”

“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

He paused. “I’m sorry?”

You roll your eyes, smile on your lips as you lean into his shoulder. “If I was a worm. Would you still love me?”

Ah. This was clearly some modern day question. It was probably popular on whatever ‘social media’ you were on lately. Of course, there was some reason you would be asking such an odd question, and he would figure out what it was.

“And why would you be a worm, darling?”

You shrug, voice nonchalant as you reply. “I don’t know, some other urban legend turns me into one? But would you?”

Oh. He understands completely. And he took any doubt of his love, joking or otherwise, very seriously.

He moved his arm to wrap around your shoulder, pulling you further into him. “I would let you rest further inside my heart, a place you already reside. I will surround you with my body, nourish you with my soul, let you thrive in my love. I will never stop loving you, my love. Even if you were a worm.”

You let out a breathy laugh, and there’s somehow more love reflected in your eyes. “Oh? And what about the bees?”

“They are a part of me, darling. They’ll protect you from any harm the world tries to send you, keep you warm from cold nights.”

“Mm.”

He brings a hand through your hair, giving you a soft smile. “Now, why do you ask? Do you plan on turning into a worm, darling?”

You shake your head.

“No?” He lowers his arm, wrapping it around your waist. “You don’t plan some midnight ritual to try to sneak away?”

“Fine, you got me.” You lean further into him, and he can feel you holding back laughter. “I’m gonna look in the mirror, and say ‘Worm-man’ five times.”

“Really?” He replies, a gentle tease in his tone.

“Mm-hm.” You let out a giggle. “Candyman and the Worm. Don’t they sound like soulmates?”

He smiled, kissing your forehead.

“Yes, my love. They do.”

#yes it’s short and sweet take it or leave it #candyman x reader #daniel robitaille #daniel robitaille x reader #candyman #self insert #I guess? #first time tagging x reader fic so sorry if I forgot something #it’s also midnight. should I be posting at midnight? #eh let’s go for it

[thecoffeelorian]

The Mayday Game (Part 1 of 2)

◾"How come it's always cold on this floor...?"

◾Ensign Kallus asks this question of Ensign Gorn one summer afternoon, the outside temperature measuring almost into the 90-degree range.

◾Inside this dormitory, however...the thermostat appears to be "frozen" around the mid-thirties range, and almost always dropping.

◾Add to that the other strange occurrence of the lights occasionally flickering blue, and a second question is almost posed out loud--why is it just our room? Why do none of the other cadets have the same problem?

◾To his credit, Ensign Gorn doesn't dwell too long on the unfairness of this situation, as it won't exactly fix whatever's wrong with the temperature controls. That is, perhaps, a situation best brought up with their instructors in between classes.

◾In the meantime, though...it's here that he suggests a pause in their studies, because he would like to try playing a little game instead.

◾"What sort of game...?" Kallus asks, not knowing whether to feel interested or nervous.

◾"The Mayday Game," Gorn replies, tugging the regulation blanket a bit tighter around his shoulders.

◾"How do you play it?"

◾"Simple--all you have to do is light a candle, stand in front of a mirror with all the lights off, and say the name 'Mayday' three times. After that, Mayday himself will come and whisper your future to you."

◾"And...who exactly is this...'Mayday'?"

◾Well...I guess you'll just have to play the game to find out, won't you?

◾It's probably just a prank, Kallus tells himself, not wanting to look like a coward in front of his roommate. Just some test to see if I'm brave or not. I can handle pranks--

◾"--I'll do it."

◾"I'll get the candle."

◾And so, about a minute or so later...the two cadets are standing together before their dorm's small mirror, with Gorn holding the candle while Kallus has temporary custody of the blankets.

◾On the count of three, they chant the name of the lost Commander three times exactly as the game requires.

◾"Mayday. Mayday. Mayday."

◾Kallus is staring hard at his own reflection at this point, and naturally assumes that Gorn is doing the same thing...until he happens to turn to his left side, and sees nothing but empty space, endless drifts of snow, and cold.

◾There is very little else here besides this, although he thinks he sees something still and pale lying just out of the corner of his eye. No sounds come to him, other than the slow, shaky sound of his own breathing.

◾And strangest of all, the feeling of the cold is sinking into his clothing within seconds, even before he can do so much as take a step in any direction.

◾Right as he thinks to call out for Ensign Gorn, or the nearest teacher, or anyone else at all, however...that pale something suddenly jolts to life, and now the only thought Ensign Kallus has in his head is this.

◾Hide.

writer's notes: I wrote this as a bit of horror story practice, as well as to turn the most random of SW timeline connections into a somewhat living tale of the past. Also, Kallus' appearance fits his voice actor rather than the tall ginger guy we got in the animation. Finally, the divider was made by @djarrex.

no pressure tags: @nimata-beroya @intrepidmare @ilovecatsandbaking @mayawakening @heart-of-a-rebel16 @mystical-salamander @lost-in-derry @sapphic-loser16 @astralalmighty @archaicsymbols @imabeautifulbutterfly @jamine-boi-124 and anybody else who might like a story today.

#star wars #andor #andor series #lieutenant gorn #star wars rebels #agent kallus #alexsandr kallus #inspired by jordan peele #sule rimi #david oyelowo #inspired by crimson peak #imperial horror #the bad batch #commander mayday #inspired by candyman #bullet fic #april fool's day #Happy Birthday David Oyelowo!

[sciderman]

so spotify wrapped came in and candyman is my most listened to song of the year and it's solely because of the spideycablepool fic (i listened to it en loope while writing it)

#song of the day #the candy man can................ #tunes #i swear there were consecutive days where this was the Only Song I listened to. i listened to it at the office and. #my headphones are very loud. so my coworkers knew i was just listening to candyman. all day. #without stop. #i'm like this in december. wham's last christmas is the only song i'm legally allowed to listen to in december. #the only reason wham's last christmas is not my most listened song is because it is not december yet. #wham's last christmas is my most listened song on spotify in general. #i'm listening to candyman en loope again. it's so good. serotonin. #deserved. deserved. #god. i love the spideycablepool playlist. it's so sugary sweet. #you know what. i need to reread that fic and listen to the playlist. draw some more art. that fic was my high point of the year. #i mean other than the wonderful american roadtrip... and coney island... and dollywood.... and my frieiieeendnnsnsnsnss.... #this year was a really good year actually. like a really really good year. i feel low right now but this year was a really good year. #a lot of things changed for me. a lot of things. some good some bad. but a lot of change. #i feel like i'm a little bit closer to being a fully developed human. a little bit. #baby steps. baby steps. #i'm a lot more intelligent about my brain. i've figured out a lot this year. #proud of you sci. #kissing me on the forehead. #Youtube

[misusing-basic-words]

MORE Man&Mystery chapters COMING SOON!!!1!

Image not indicative of the events portrayed in the fic. Yet.

#ao3 link is pinned!!! :) #fic is sfw this is just an unfortunate screencap #lethal league #llb candyman #lethal league candyman #llb dice #lethal league blaze #lethal league dice #ao3 fanfic

[depravity-n-savagery]

I just need to be sandwiched between my two favorite Billys 😩 [Billy Hargrove & Billy Loomis]

Already have a Candyman crossover in mind. But a Scream one? Ohhh my toes are curling just thinking about it.

#billy hargrove #billy loomis #stranger things #scream #candyman #crossover fic

[riotgrrrlhole]

It’s almost 3:00 am and I have work in the morning but fuck it I had to finish this fanart of some scenes of @a-crack-kinda-girl fic “you’re bend over the altar, and the neighbors are complaining” which is an awesome lacho fic inspired on Candyman

#i love your fic so much bestie #Candyman au #lacho #lalo salamanca #nacho varga #tony dalton #michael mando #lalo x nacho #bcs fanart #now i Can finally sleep

[amidstthemists]

*to the tune of The Candyman Can*

Who can take a rainstorm?

Turn it into hail.

Make them big as golf balls, breaking windows ‘til they wail.

Jack Frost can.

Who can take a dew drop?

Turn it into to frost.

Take away the warmth until all hope and joy is lost.

Jack Frost can.

#Jack Frost #Martin short #I can hear this in his voice #the Candyman #the Candyman can #Willy wonka #Charlie and the chocolate factory #willy wonka and the chocolate factory #roald Dahl #wrong lyrics #the Santa clause #the Santa clause 3 #the escape clause #tsc #tsc3 #this is from my fic #did I write a whole fic so I can do these lyrics to this song #maybe #he’s just very Willy wonka to me #he’d also let children wander to their deaths in his factory #the lawsuits at his Christmas theme park would have been astounding

[chaosangel767]

What Birthdays Mean

Happy Birthday to my Candyman. Here is to another year of Mischief and jelly beans 💛💛💛

Fandom: IkeRev

Pairing: Edgar  x F!Reader 

Type: NSFW - Minors DNI 

CW: teasing, slight cockwarming, vaginal penetration 

WC: 1000+ 

Tagging: @toloveawarlord​,  @thewitchofbooks, @queen-dahlia , @kissmetwicekissmedeadly, @aquagirl1978 , @devildomwritersposts , @canaria-blackwell , @ikesimp100 , @kpop-and-otome , @sarahann-1984 , @citizensofcradle , @littlewitty , @curious-skybunny , @lordsisterxotome , @ikehoe , @psychodreamer666, @tele86 - If your name is crossed out I was unable to tag you. If you want to be tagged/untagged please let me know or fill out this form here.

You continue to hum as you pull the cake out of the oven, ignoring the chefs and servants around you. Just like you used to, you frost the small cake, before adding the tray with your dinner for two. You smile to yourself, checking that everything is still warm. You had made all of Edgar’s favorites, complete with hunting down his favorite wine. Shedding your apron, you wave to the kitchen staff, bringing your tray down to his room, knocking twice. 

“Come in” His voice is normal, but when you open the door, you can see the exhaustion in his posture. He is sitting at his desk filling out paper after paper, just like before you left him. Placing the tray on the edge of the coffee table, you walk over to him. 

“Ed, take a break, it's your birthday” you murmur softly, wrapping your arms around his waist. He pauses for a slight second before resuming his work. 

“I am busy” he ignores you until you slip into his lap, straddling his waist. With the heat of the room, you look over his uniform, not understanding how he isn’t miserable in his officer's jacket. Taking it upon yourself to unbutton his jacket he pauses again. 

“Let me work” His command is icy, but you tilt your head, pressing your lips to his ear. 

“Birthday boys should behave and take a dinner break. I know you don’t have any actual deadlines.” You whisper in his ear, and he glares at you. 

“It's no big deal that is my birthday, nothing changes” There is a sad look in his gaze and your heart clenches at his words. Tilting his head up so he is staring at you you press your lips to his. 

“It’s a big deal to me. I made you dinner and dessert and I have a present for you. But you need to take a break first. The king already told me that you have no work that needs to be done” You push a little, trying to get him to at least take a break from his desk.  Bringing your hand to cup his cheeks, you bring his eye up to yours. Pressing a slow kiss to his lips, you etch all your love,  and adoration for him into the kiss, praying he understands how much he means to you. Pulling away, your hands wrap around his neck, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. His Jade eyes tremble with emotion for a split second before his work is put into a drawer and he stands up, wrapping his arms around you. Carrying you to the sofa, he settles down with you spread across his lap. Seeking kisses from your lips, his hands roam across your body. 

“Cake and wine first” he murmurs as you part for air. 

“Ed! You can’t eat just cake and wine for dinner, please eat something hearty first” you scold him, and he fake pouts, giving you an innocent look brimming with mischief. 

“I thought you said I was the birthday boy and what I said goes.” His hands tug open a few of your buttons, showing more of your skin.  His lips press to your collarbone, kissing it before looking back up at you. 

“I think that you should feed me my cake first”  He brushes your hair from your face and you melt under his touch. Picking up the cake, you lift the fork to his lips, watching as he eats it, accessing the flavors. 

“This tastes amazing, thank you” he winks at you and you can’t help but return the smile, getting another bite to feed him. The next few moments are quiet, other than the clinking of silverware and Edgar's soft hums. Edgar unbuttons your top, and bares your chest, while you try to ignore him. You know he can see your flush, and you pray he can’t feel how fast your heart is beating as you push off the heat developing in your chest. While you feed him, he slowly shifts you so that you are straddling him, your skirt up over your hips and your core situated directly over his length. 

“Edgar-” you let out a soft moan when his finger pulls aside your underwear and slips inside. 

“So wet, were you thinking naughty thoughts when you were feeding me my cake? Did you think I missed the lust in your eyes, or how your breathing changes every time my fingers brush along your skin?” Edgar whispers in your ear, delighting in your body’s reactions. Desperately trying to ride his hand, he takes the cake and places it down. Effortlessly flipping your positions on the sofa, Edgar strips your clothes.

‘Dinner can wait just a little longer, right?” the intensity of heat in his eyes mirrors your own, and you nod, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside. Popping his buttons, you pull him down for another kiss, showing his shirt completely off his body. Pushing your legs apart, he lines up to your entrance and slides in, you let out a moan at the stretch, knowing he will go all the way to the hilt first. Propping himself on his elbow, he traces your face, peppering your cheek and lips in barely there kisses. 

“Ahhh - don’t tease me so” you protest, rolling your hips against his length. As he pulls his hips back, you let out a whine, curling your toes as he thrusts back in. He sets a slow pace, driving both of you crazy. Your walls clench on him in a silent plea as your mind is reduced to moans of his name. Edgar reaches down and pulls you into his arms, pulling you off the sofa and walking you over to the bed, his eyes darkening a shade. Adjusting the angle, his length caresses your g-spot, and he speeds up. You grip his shoulders as your orgasm rips through you, leaving you a trembling mess under him. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you fall limp below him to catch your breath, whispering his name.  His hand captures your face, his thumb stroking your cheeks. Kissing his affection into your cheeks, he waits until your breathing is back to normal and your high has faded before propping himself back up. 

“You said I didn’t need to finish my work right?” When you nod at his question his smile brightens, even more, casting a glance out the window at the setting sun. 

“Good, I am going to spend the rest of my birthday making love to you.” 

#ikerev smut #ikemen reolution smut #ikerev edgar bright #edgar bright #chayaawrites #favs #my baby boy #my candyman #he deserves all the way #another fic I melted while writing #happy birthday Ed #happy birthday jellybean boy #birthday fic

[ivanzplaid]

i have a dark fic w candyman x male reader and im kicking my feet while writing this, whoever requested this ily, candymans dark side deserved more recognition🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🙏

#candyman #candyman 1992 #slasher #slasher x reader #dark fic #candyman 2021

[littleliteraturersj]

(current list of) Slasher Guest Stars for my main Slasher Roommates fic:

-Tiffany Valentine

-Jesse Cromeans/Chromeskull

-Christine (the car)

-Candyman

-Cenobites: (from the Hellraiser comics) Balberith, Face, and Atkins.

Mind you, these characters will arrive later on in the fic's story, but I can assure you! They will make their appearances! And I cannot wait to write for them. xo

#House of Horrors: Director's Cut #my fic #my writing #tiffany valentine #candyman #hellraiser #christine #jesse cromeans #chromeskull #slashers #slasher fandom #slasher writing

[doomh3ad]

slashers + pet names (pt3) [including candyman/daniel robitaille, arkin o'brien, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair, lester sinclair]

Candyman / Daniel Robitaille

-you're his sugar, his honey, his sweetheart, his darling honeybee. in his rich voice all classic pet names sound gorgeous. you will NEVER hear him call you baby or babe he's a classy man not with those newfangled terms of endearment.

-he doesn't mind and will love any nicknames you use for him though, he thinks they're a beautiful, casual way of showing how much you love someone <3

Arkin O'Brien

-complete 180, while he will call you sweetheart or sweetness, you'll hear baby and babe all the time if you like them. darling and honey are uncommon but not incredibly rare to hear. he probably uses your name more than anything unless you have a favourite pet name in which case that effectively BECOMES your name.

-loves any nicknames or pet names you give him he will cry tears of joy at them i'm serious. arkin won't respond to them for a moment at first until he realises oh, HE'S baby! you're talking to him! then he turns with that sweet smile all excited at the pet name <3

Bo Sinclair

-in his charming southern accent, he could practically call you ANYTHING and have it sound delightful. you're his darlin', his sweet thing, his pretty doll. calls you sweet cheeks or honeybunches when he wants to tease you.

-those are your names now hope you like them because that is all you're getting called in ambrose. lester and vincent probably don't even know your actual name, bo would just introduce you as his sweetheart and that's that.

Vincent Sinclair

-he thinks of you only in the most romantic terms. his masterpiece, his muse, his reason for existence. you're his guiding light, his angel, his saving grace. he could not possibly hold you in a higher regard than he does already.

-he loves if you give him nicknames or pet names! he's blushing behind his mask, your sweet voice calling out for him will always get him smiling <3

Lester Sinclair

-he's definitely got interesting names for you among the usual ones. you're his possum, his adorable little lamb. darlin', honey or dolly are used fairly often too!

-please give this man a nickname. please call him baby. he'll literally brag to his brothers about it and you best not hold back on calling him that in front of them. he gets a little smirk of satisfaction like "that's right, they're calling ME baby :)"

#slasher x reader #horror #slasher #slasher thirst #slashers #slasher fic #imelda's writing #candyman #daniel robitaille #candyman x reader #daniel robitaille x reader #horror movie #horror fan #bo sinclair #house of wax #bo sinclair x you #bo sinclair x reader #lester sinclair #lester sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x you #house of wax 2005 #candyman 1992 #arkin o'brien #arkin o'brien x reader #the collector #the collector 2009 #asa emory #the collection 2012 #the collector movie #horror x reader

[omniuravity]

I forgot I wrote a Shinso fic based on the Candyman movie...

I just thought the idea was interesting and I forgot about it.

I'm not the best long fic writer, so should I continue it and post it?

#hitoshi shinsou #fics #ideas #candyman

[sevensistersofsussex]

Be My Victim, Be My Love

When you finally get what you want, is it everything you needed?

#klena #klaus mikaelson #elena gilbert #a candyman inspired tvd fic

[cyanide-latte]

Just sort of wrote a reflective little thing for Candyman during an insomnia spell and I liked it enough I decided to post it to AO3. Here’s the link if anyone is interested?

Tagging @changeling-selfship and @my-horror-slasher-ocs

#Candyman (1992) #Daniel Robitaille #fanfic link #my writing and fics #E. you know why I'm tagging you #Cyanide speaks

[siderealdei]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Naruto Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Senju Tobirama & Hyuuga Hinata & Umino Iruka & Uzumaki Naruto & Haruno Sakura, Hyuuga Hinata & Hyuuga Neji Characters: Senju Tobirama, Hyuuga Hinata, Umino Iruka, Uzumaki Naruto, Uzumaki Naruko, Haruno Sakura, Hyuuga Neji, Kidoumaru (Naruto) Additional Tags: AU-gust | August Writing Challenge, AU-gust 2022, Alternate Universe - Leverage Fusion, Genderfluid Uzumaki Naruto, Hyuuga Neji's Complicated Feelings Towards Hyuuga Hinata, BAMF Hyuuga Hinata Series: Part 11 of AU-gust 2022, Part 5 of Leverage International: Team Japan Summary:

AU-gust 2022 Day 12: Candyman

The members of Leverage's Team Japan find themselves targeting a drug lord.

OR:

"Let's go steal someone else's theft."

#au_gust_2022 #day 12: candyman #naruto #naruto leverage au #my fic #my writing