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streets-in-paradise · 10 months

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Chucky headcanons: Charles finding out you are being harassed at your workplace (requested)

Warnings: Implied sexual harassment leading to assault and Chucky avenging the reader. The description of the abuser was especified by the requester.

Notes: I didn't properly proofread this cause i'm finishing writing from my phone and i don't have my translator on it. Also, this is the first male reader request i got and i hope i'm doing it justice :) My inspiration for this were bits of the series and the Curse deleted scene where Chucky kills Daniel. Despite being two different versions of Chucky at different points of the franchise, i found both usefull to imagine this.

-At first you were very afraid to tell Chucky of what was happening to you. You know he has volatile, violent reactions and you were afraid of what that could unleash.

-Your abuser was a coworker and it all started in little hints, jokes going a bit too far and confusing episodes that left you feeling like it all could be a misunderstanding.

-The accumulation of those ' misunderstandings' changed your perception and you started to be very afraid of being left alone with him. You were feeling constantly surveiled and terrified but the source of your fear was completely invisible to everyone arround you.

-The creepy old dude harassing you was a long term employee everyone knew. Even you were deceived by him at first, at least untill he started getting too " friendly" with you.

-Chucky perceived something was wrong. Not that you have allways been super passionate about your work, but he could tell you didn't want to go there anymore. You would allways deny every of his attempts to point out you weren't alright. He just wanted to help, but you wouldn't let him.

-He may not be the best talking about feelings, but he is very protective and he hates to see you suffering. You may think he didn't, but he realized you are terrified. He knows the signs of fear in a victim too well to not spot those.

-In the first discussions your position oscilated between denying everything and begging him not to interfere because you needed the job, but the situation kept escalating untill reaching a point of no return.

-You were supposed to pick up a few boxes from the warehouse. While you were searching for the stuff you didn't realized you were being followed inside. You ended up completely alone with your abuser and he cornered you, taking advantage of your shock, then easily overpowered you.

-That was the moment in which you knew it had to stop. As soon as you could you reached the phone to call Chucky.

-You tried to explain yourself, but couldn't get into details. All he heard clearly was your wrecked voice begging him to come pick you up.

- It was the sign he was waiting for. Not that Chucky needed any permission to do it, but he didn't want to upset you and he had been craving to step in for so long.

- Only that his intervention could have one single possible end and you were aware of it, which was the cause of your refusal. Chucky wouldn't just scare him, he was not going to let the job unfinished.

- He had killed for way less, you could be sure he was 100% ready to get revenge in your name.

-By that moment he was aware. He has passed by your workplace a few times and had seen the dude. You wouldn't have to tell him anything for him to spot your " friendly " coworker is a creep, he could smell it from a mile away.

- Chucky has been stalking the place behind your back, learning his schedule and following him outside to figure out his after work habits. He had it in mind all along.

- " Don't worry, I'm coming for ya." He interrupted your rambling on the phone with macabre excitement. " ... I got you, let me handle it."

-You stoicly endured the rest of your shift with the only comfort of knowing he would show up, but it was taking too long.

- He was going after your abuser, following him out. They already knew each other and he wouldn't suspect of anything when approached.

- During the last moments of his life he made him experience the exact kind of powerlessness he made you feel. Chucky utilized his trusting appearance to deceive him into keeping a lower guard, followed him like a shadow and cornered him in a spot where no one could hear him.

- " This goes for (y/n). Did you think you were gonna get away with it, you piece of shit? Is that what gets you going? " He mockfully asked him ríght after the first stab. " Well this is what gets ME going and you ain't messing with him anymore"

- The lifeless body of your attacker was still in the trunk of his car when he arrived to pick you up.

- It was his surprise for you and that night you helped him dump it in the river.

#chucky #chucky 2021 #charles lee ray #chucky x reader #charles lee ray x reader #chucky headcanons #chucky x male reader

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supercap2319 · 6 months

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"What are you doing with that nasty thing?" Y/N asked as Peter walked into the apartment carrying a good guy doll in his arms.

"Nasty? It's cute. And he talks too!" Peter squeezed the toy and it started to talk. "Hi, I'm Chucky, and I'm your friend till the end. Hidey-Ho. Ha. Ha. Ha."

"You are not giving that nasty thing to Ben. You're gonna give him nightmares."

"Ben? Who said this was for Ben? It's mine." Peter said as he didn't notice the smile on Chucky's face.

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #peter parker #Peter Parker x male reader #Spiderman x male reader #Spiderman #tom holland #Tom Holland x male reader #chucky #charles lee ray

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dreamy-demons · 18 days

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Where Did You Sleep Last Night?

Pairing: Charles Lee Ray x Female Reader

CW: rough sex, rough oral (male receiving), orgasm denial, cheating, degrading, lots of insults, bad dom etiquette, slut shaming, kinda sorta dubcon(??? Could be read that way), overall very toxic relationship lol

Summary: Reader ditches Charles on a night out and hooks up with a stranger. This is the aftermath.

Word count: ~2000

He's the first thing you see when you walk through the door.

It's 3am and he sits illuminated only by the table lamp, casting harsh shadows across his face. He stands and slinks toward you and you try to swallow the fear that shoots through you.

"Where the fuck did you go last night?"

Eyes down, you try to push past him. He pulls you back.

"Oh no you're not walking away from me again. You bailed on me, I think I deserve to know where you went."

“I had to get some air, okay? I got some food and stayed at a friend's house. Not that I owe you an explanation.”

Charles had been a prick at the bar last night. You were sick of him flirting with other women and thought it would be fun seeing the look on his face when you gave him a taste of his own medicine. seeing him now, you realise it was not the case.

“Awww you needed to get some air?” He scoffs, “Is that what they're calling fucking some random prick from a bar these days? If you're going to play smart with me you can fuck off and sleep on the streets. I can find another whore like you on any corner of the city.”

"Do you want me to beg, is that what you want? Oh, please, Chucky, how could I ever make it up to you." Anger momentarily cuts through your fear, and you sink down to your knees, hands up in mock prayer.

"You've got to be shitting me." He groans, rolling his eyes. "Get up, you're embarrassing yourself…"

His words trail off as he looks down at you, so fragile beneath him. When his eyes meet yours something stirs within them. A hand grasps your chin and his eyes bore into you. Your heart skips a beat.

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do?" You place a hand on his thigh.

"Let's see… You be a good girl and get me off real good tonight, and then maybe I'll forgive you. Okay? Maybe. How's that sound?" You quickly nod, sliding your hand further up his thigh until your hand ghosts over his dick. You feel his body tense.

"Shit, you're eager." He laughs pulling you up from the ground and dragging you across to the couch. Leaning back, he shoves you to your knees between his legs.

You make quick work freeing him from his pants. Spitting on your hand, you give him a few languid strokes before taking him into your mouth.

"God, that pretty fucking mouth of yours." He groans, possessive fingers grasping your hair. You work at his cock, taking him in deep, exploring him with your tongue. Charles is holding your hair so tightly it hurts, and you have no choice but to keep eye contact with him to alleviate the pain. His eyes bore into you, frenzied.

"Did you suck his dick like this too, babe?"

You whimper around him, not answering his question. He pushes your head down to the hilt, nose to his pelvis.

"I asked you a fucking question."

You struggle to let out an "mmhmm" as you nod. He pulls you off, spit dripping down your chin, and leans in close.

"You dirty fucking whore." He tuts. "This is the only cock you'll ever need, ya hear me? Because you seem to have forgotten that."

You're still gasping for air, but he pulls you back onto him.

"By the end of tonight babe, I promise you, you will never forget again."

He uses you like a toy, rutting into your throat, and all you can do is try not to choke and keep your aching jaw slack. Your eyes water with every thrust, leaving streaks of mascara running down your face. A thumb comes up to swipe away your tears, and if you didn’t know him better you’d almost be mistaken in thinking this was a sweet gesture. His eyes darken and his movements become erratic.

"That's. Right. Bitch. Cry. For. Me." He grunts out between thrusts. It’s not long before he spills deep into your throat. Charles pulls your head off him, and you make sure to keep eye contact while you swallow every drop.

He brings you up into his lap. You snuggle into his chest and he pets your hair. You relax, knowing you've satisfied him. He's forgiven you. Everything is okay and… wait. Why is he petting your hair? He sucks at aftercare. Fat chance he'd ever be petting you like this after the fight you just had. You pull back and he's grinning down at you, eyes dark.

"Oh you- you really thought" he can't get through his sentence without laughing. "Come on, did ya really think I would let you off that easily? Cause you really fucked me over back there, doll."

"I'm sorry Chuck, really. I'll be a good girl from now on."

"You think you've learned your lesson already?"

You nod, with the best innocent face you can give him.

"Yeahhh, I'm just not convinced. You need to be punished. And you know what?"

A hand slides between you, fingertips brushing past your stomach causing goosebumps all over your body. Your breath hitches when he slips under your skirt.

"I think you want to be punished."

You blush, averting your gaze.

"Look at how wet you are! I just had you choking on my dick til you couldn't breathe and you're getting off on it. You really are a whore." Two fingers slide into your hole, and he wastes no time finding that spot inside of you that makes you mewl. His thumb makes languid circles on your swollen clit, while he slowly pumps his fingers into you.

"More Chucky, please." You moan.

"More? You want more?"

"Please. I need it." You plead. It's nowhere near enough stimulation to get you close and it's driving you crazy. Instead of speeding up, he stops his movements entirely.

"Sorry doll, I don't think you deserve more right now."

You grip his shirt, whimpering. Your hips grind on their own desperately wanting him to start moving again.

"Stop fucking squirming." He growls, and you will yourself to stop. "Tell me again. What do you want?"

"I want more, Chucky. I love the way you feel inside of me, I want to cum on your fingers. I need it."

His fingers start to resume their motions, back at the same teasing pace.

"Ya know, I think I'm liking taking my time here." He grins.

Against all your better judgement you try again to move your hips, and you're met with a look that sends ice shooting down your spine.

Before you have time to react his hands are around your throat. You try to squeak out an apology but his grip is too tight. Your heart is beating so hard it feels like it's going to burst out your chest. Your life is completely in his hands. 'He could really do it right now.' You think to yourself, 'It was only a matter of time. Why did I ever think I was any different than all the people he killed?'

You pull at his wrists trying to pry him off you, pleading with your eyes. But he's stronger than you. And he's enjoying this far too much

"I already told you once to stop fucking squirming. You better think real hard before you try doing that again."

Finally he lets you go and you collapse against him. The air burns your lungs as you suck in big gulps.

"What do we say?"

"Thank you. Thank you so much Chucky, it'll never happen again I promise." God, how much more pathetic could you get?

"That was so fucking hot, my dick's already hard again. How are we gonna fix this now?"

Bastard. Of course he got off on that.

"Fuck me, please, I need it. I want to make you feel good. I'll do anything."

He finds his way back to your pussy and pumps quickly, fingers curling into you.

"Let's get this cunt nice and wet." He says, as if you weren't already more wet than you'd ever been.

"And don't even think about cumming without my permission, got that?"

His thumb on your clit moves in exactly the right way, tight circles that send shocks through your entire body. You rest your head on his chest, unable to do anything but let the pleasure wash over you. Your walls flutter around him as he rubs against the right spots with each thrust.

"God, I'm so close! Please, please can I cum now?" You're sure you've dripped all over his lap by this point. You don't think you can hold back for much longer. You're right there you just need- NO!

That asshole! He stopped. Again. The strangled cry of frustration you let out sends him into a laughing fit.

"Sorry babe, want you cumming on my dick tonight. That's kinda the whole point of this lesson. Hands and knees. Now."

You scramble off his lap and get on all fours. Chucky flips up your skirt and smears the wetness from his fingers all over your ass.

You feel his head nudge at you, but instead of entering, he slides through your folds, causing frustrated curses to fall from your lips.

"You look so fucking gorgeous like this." He groans, "This is where you belong. Spread open, dripping, desperate for my cock."

He keeps dragging through your folds, enjoying the way you twitch when he grazes your clit. Then, without warning, he sheaths himself into you in one smooth stroke. Both of you let out a groan as he holds himself deep within you, the feeling of being so full leaving you momentarily breathless. When he starts thrusting his movements are rough, hips slamming against your ass.

"You wouldn't even know what to do without me, you know that, doll? Nobody else fucks you the way I do.”

A stroke hits you in a way that makes you yelp. He takes notice, adjusting his angle so that every thrust nudges the bundle of nerves inside you.

“Nobody else is going to satisfy this needy pussy, and you'll come crawling back here begging for me."

You never understand why it turned you on to hear him talk like this, but he was right. You loved him having power over you. Your little hookup earlier that night had completely paled in comparison to what Charles was doing to you now. You hadn't even come close to cumming with that guy.

Even without him touching your clit, you can already feel your climax approaching. You feel his weight press down on you as he leans to whisper in your ear.

“Fuck, baby. I want to fill up this sweet cunt.”

“Can I cum now?” You whine, tears pricking at your eyes. Please Chucky, I'm so close. I'm yours, baby, please. Let me cum with you.”

Charles lets out a pleased groan and his fingers find their way back to your clit. It only takes a few swipes for you to cum with a strangled cry, arms giving out beneath you. The spasms of your soft walls are enough to send Charles over the edge and you feel the warmth of his seed spread within you.

“That's it Doll, take it all. Good slut.” He rides out his orgasm and then pulls out, slapping you on the ass.

After catching your breath you sit up to find him lounging back, already reaching for a cigarette. Typical. You throw your arms around his waist and lay against his chest.

“I saw you leave with him, that little fucking prick.” He lights his smoke and takes a drag. “I followed you back to his shitty excuse for a home. I know where he lives”

You look up at him, pouting.

“It wasn't his fault, Charles. Can't we leave him out of this?”

He lets out a chuckle and shrugs you off of him.

“Don't play innocent now, sweetheart,” he says, pulling his pants back on. “I know you'd love to tear him apart just as much as I would.”

At that, you flash him a sheepish grin.

“Hurry up and get dressed. You've learnt your lesson. Class is in session for your little friend.”

#i could not decide what gif to use for this #since human brad charles is barely in any scenes #and everyone uses istanbul gifs for chucky fics #but luther works for an older charles visually i think #and the gif is hot sooo #charles lee ray x reader #slashers #slasher smut #smut #fanfic #my fics #childs play #chucky #charles lee ray #x reader

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adalwolfgang · 10 months

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Slashers Masterlist

Welcome to my Slashers Masterlist where you can find the slashers that I write for along with links to all my works involving them! This is supposed to make it easier to find my works instead of having to scroll through my blog. Here is my main masterlist if you're new!

Credit to @cafekitsune for the banners!

Slasher Movie Characters (More to be added)

Notice: Some links posted below also might not be mine but reblogs. I’ll write (reblog) beside the link so you don’t have to click it to see if it’s my fanfic or not. Also even if you don't see a slasher character you like below, still send in your request! I'll just have to do some extra digging, but I'll still write even if a character is not listed.

Bo Sinclair:

Slasher's coming across s/o's sketchbook

Who’s at fault? (Reblog)

Hand

Until I Found You

Bo Sinclair roleplay blog

Slashers with a Male S/O w/ Age Regression

Sinclair Brothers reaction to a happy meal

Sinclair Brothers w/ energetic s/o

Sinclair brothers reaction to being flirted with

"What shall I tell ma..." pt 1

Slashers with a Yandere!Reader

Lester Sinclair:

Slasher's coming across s/o's sketchbook

Sinclair Brothers reaction to a happy meal

Sinclair Brothers w/ energetic s/o

Sinclair brothers reaction to being flirted with

Slashers with a Yandere!Reader

Slashers with a s/o who stutters

Vincent Sinclair:

Slasher's coming across s/o's sketchbook

Sinclair Brothers reaction to a happy meal

Sinclair Brothers w/ energetic s/o

Who’s at fault? (Reblog)

Yan!Vincent Sinclair x GN!Reader

Sinclair brothers reaction to being flirted with

Slashers with a Yandere!Reader

Rusty Nail:

Slasher's coming across s/o's sketchbook

Charles Lee Ray:

Tiffany Valentine:

Norman Bates:

Slashers with a s/o who stutters

Jason Voorhees:

Jason Voorhees with s/o on their period

Micheal Myers (RZ):

Slashers with a Male S/O w/ Age Regression

Slashers with a Yandere!Reader

Jack Torrance:

Billy Lenz:

Any Ghostface:

Slashers with a Male S/O w/ Age Regression

You're gonna go far kid...

Any Leatherface:

Slashers with a Male S/O w/ Age Regression

Drayton Sawyer:

Nubbins Sawyer:

Slashers with a s/o who stutters

Chop Top Sawyer:

Tex Sawyer:

Tinker Sawyer:

Alfredo Sawyer:

Brahms Heelshire:

Severen:

Yandere Severen Van Sickle

Mae:

Caleb Colton:

Homer:

Diamondback:

Loy Colton:

Jesse Hooker:

#reader insert #x reader #slashers x reader #slashers x y/n #slashers x you #slashers incorrect quotes #slashers #slasher fandom #slasher community #slashers smut #slashers fanfiction

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slasherfckr · 1 year

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˜”*°•.˜”*°•𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢•°*”˜.•°*”˜

Hello 👋

Before I start posting imagines, headcanons, requests and more.... I've got a few rules I should mention. So PLEASE PLEASE read until the end 🙏🥺

First are the characters I write for:

Michael Myers (78 or RZ)

Jason Voorhees (specifically Part 2/3 Jason)

Brahms Heelshire (The Boy 2016)

Bo Sinclair (House of Wax 2005)

Vincent Sinclair (House of Wax 2005)

Lester Sinclair (House of Wax 2005)

Bubba Sawyer (OG TCM)

Thomas Hewitt (2003 TCM remake)

The Grabber (Black Phone AU where he didn't kidnap and kill kids. Only adults)

Charles Lee Ray/Chucky (Child's Play movies series/Chucky TV series)

Tiffany Valentine (Chucky TV series)

Harry Warden (My Bloody Valentine)

I'll add more as I catch up on other slasher franchises I haven't seen yet such as Scream for example 😉

Secondly, here are topics I will NOT write for or even allude to:

Incest

Rape

Pedophilia

Animal Abuse (yes this includes any kind of sexual acts with animals)

Homophobia

Transphobia

Racism of ANY kind

Basically any nasty kind of topic similar to any of the above

So if your request is for any of the slashers I mentioned and doesn't have anything to do with the topics I refuse to do, go ahead and send me an ask! Smut or fluff, I'll write!

**IMPORTANT**

I typically write for a female reader unless specifically requested for Gender Neutral. I'm not comfortable writing for male just yet but I'll occasionally do a male!reader x slasher so I can get more comfortable with it 😁

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loveandmurders · 1 year

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Child’s Play Masterlist

Tiffany Valentine is in love headcanons (female!reader x Tiffany Valentine)

Hello, neighbour (gender neutral reader x Tiffany Valentine)

In love with the married guy (male!reader x Tiffany Valentine)

In love with a dangerous wild cat (Charles Lee Ray x female!reader x Tiffany Valentine)

#child's play #child's play x reader #tiffany valentine x reader #Tiffany Valentine x you #tiffany valentine x s/o #tiffany valentine x y/n #charles lee ray x reader #charles lee ray x you #charles lee ray x s/o #charles lee ray x y/n #chucky x reader #chucky x you #chucky x y/n

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vikkirosko · 8 months

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Masterlist Single character

📞 Billy Lenz ☎️

Billy Lenz x fem!Reader headcanons Poor eyesight

🔥Brahms Heelshire 📋

Night visit

Brahms Heelshire x male!Reader headcanons

Brahms Heelshire x Reader headcanons Childhood friend

🧢 Bo Sinclair 🧰

Tattoo

Beauregard

🕯Vincent Sinclair 🎨

Wax sculpture

🐕 Lester Sinclair 🛻

Lester Sinclair x fem!Reader headcanons Lonely traveler

🔪 Michael Myers 🎃

Unsanitary conditions

Michael Myers x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

🔪 Corey Cunningham 🤡

👻 Billy Loomis 📞

Secret call

Billy Loomis x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

👻 Stu Macher 🔫

Stu Macher x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

Fight with parents

🪓 Jason Voorhees 🏕

Jason Voorhees x Reader headcanons Childhood friend

Jason Voorhees x Reader headcanons Height difference

Jason Voorhees x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

🥩 Bubba Sawyer 👔

Bubba Sawyer x fem!Reader headcanons Love at first sight

🥩 Thomas Hewitt 🔨

Thomas Hewitt x fem!Reader headcanons Pregnant wife

🔑 Norman Bates 🔪

Norman Bates x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

🕯Charles Lee Ray | Chucky 🔪

Chucky x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

🚬 Tiffany Valentine 💘

#masterlist #Slashers #Slashers x Reader #Slashers headcanons #Slashers Oneshots #Black Christmas #Halloween #Scream #House of Wax #The Boy #Friday the 13th #Psycho

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ayylovley · 5 months

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₊˚ˑ༄ؘ ˚ 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 ˚ ˑ༄ؘ

Slashers

𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 ℂ𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕤

Billy Lenz NSFW Alphabet 18+ 2020

ℂ𝕙𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕪

Charles Lee Ray “Mine” 18+ 2020

Charles Lee Ray “Bloody”18+ 2020-2021

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙

Elaine Parks headcanons slight nsfw 2021

Elaine Parks and Tiffany Valentine poly headcanons 18+ 2021

Elaine Parks and Tiffany Valentine “I did it for love” 18+ 2021

Asks

S/o doesn’t know how to be in a relationship 2020

S/o washing blood off of Billy and Stu’s clothes 2020

S/o who loves the 80’s aesthetic 2020

DBD Ghostface with a deaf s/o 2020

Nancy Thompson headcanons 2020

Slashers giving hugs 2020

Jason Vorhees “Companion” 2021

Jennifer Check headcanons 2021

Charles Lee Ray ask drabble 2021

Barb from Black Christmas nsfw headcanons 18+ 2021

All Slashers with a vintage s/o nsfw 18+ 2021

Slashers that would love the 1950’s Alice in Wonderland 2021

Video Games

ℝ𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔼𝕧𝕚𝕝 𝕍𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕒��𝕖

Lady Dimitrescu drabble male reader 18+ 2021

Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters nsfw headcanons 18+ 2021

𝕆𝕦𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥

Miles Upshur headcanons after the asylum 2023

𝕆𝕟𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤

Lady Dimitrescu and Tiffany Valentine “Inside the Castle” Pt.1 2022

Lady Dimitrescu and Tiffany Valentine “Inside the castle” Pt.2 2022

𝕎𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕣

Joker x fem! short reader 18+ 2024

Joker x fem! reader “All mine” 2024

Wooin x fem! reader oneshot 18+ 2024

𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕞

Olly Wang x fem! reader “numbing the pain” 2024

Asks

Boyfriend headcanons part 1 2024

Boyfriend headcanons part 2 2024

Gun Park x fem!reader shower sex/breeding 2024

Windbreaker characters with a lolita fem! S/o 2024

𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓉𝓈

Sweet/Spicy prompts {CLOSED} ୨ৎ

2. Taking a shower/bath 4. aftercare with Samuel Seo

9. They’re obsessed with you after your first time with Jake Kim

8. They’re insatiable (tw; multiple orgasms) with Gun Park

2. Taking a shower/bath with you with Jake Kim

4. Aftercare with Samuel Seo & Jake Kim

7. They start to develop dirty thoughts about you 9. They’re obsessed after their first time with you with Eli Jang

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mordeiswrld · 1 year

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Slasher Masterlist

STU MACHER😛📺

Stu Macher X Tall!Male Reader

BILLY LOOMIS📞😒

None yet

RANDY MEEKS👓📚

None yet

SIDNEY PRESCOTT💕💋

None yet

MICHAEL MYERS🔪🩸

None yet

JASON VOORHEES 🪓⛺️

None yet

CHARLES LEE RAY🧑🏻‍🦰👣

None yet

TIFFANY VALENTINE 🥰❤️‍🔥

None yet

THOMAS HEWITT 🪵⚰️

None yet

NORMAN BATES🔑🏨

None yet

FREDDY KRUEGER 😴💭

None yet

HANNIBAL LECTER🍷💵

None yet

PATRICK BATEMAN 🙄💎

None yet

ASA EMORY🐛💰

None yet

JESSE CROMEANS⛓🌹

None yet

BEAUREGARD SINCLAIR 🚗⚒

None yet

VINCENT SINCLAIR 🎨 🎭

None yet

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE🧸🖼

None yet

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always-having-a-mental-breakdown · 1 year

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Who I will write for-

(so I am new to writting fanfics so pls bare with me🥲, this is also a nwlnw blog only so pls dont interact if you're fem alligned ty, also my fanfics will be for any skin tone, any weight {unless you request a certian weight}, basically its going to be very inclusive here! ) my favs: <3

I think I'm only going to do fluff, maybe angst if I'm feeling mean, and i will not write for pedophilia, sa, incest, romantization of sh or depression or suicidal thoughts, stolckholm syndrom, romamtization of autism, or age reg,

●○Shadow and bone○● (based off of the books)

•David Kostyk• <3

•The darkling• (maybe)

•Maylen Oretsev•

•Nikolai Lantsov•

•Tolya Yul-bataar•

●○Six Of Crows○● (based off of the books)

•Matthias Helvar• (bark bark) <33333

•Kaz Brekker• <3

•Jesper Fahey• <3

•Wylan Van Eck• (maybe, bc idrk how ill write him tbh)

●○The Hobbit○●

•Thranduil• <3

•Thorin•

•Legolas•

•Bilbo Baggins•

●○Stranger Things○●

•Billy Hargrove•

•Steve Harrington•

•Hopper•

●○Slashers○●

•Rz!Michael Myers● <3

•Billy Loomis● <3

●Stu Macher● <3

•Mickey• (scream 2)

•Thomas Hewitt• <3

•Art the Clown• (ify bc idk if I love or hate him tbh)

•Brahms Heelshire• <3

•Charles Lee Ray•

●○Fear Street○●

•Thomas Slater• <3

●Simon Kalivoda● <3

And thats rly it but I cant rly think of any more but just request and see! I may write for them. (Also i may start on a Matthias x male reader head cannon tonight bc i havent seen one lmao🥲🤙)

#shadow and bone #nwlnw #the hobit #6 of crows #stranger things #slashers

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fandoms9393 · 8 months

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list of requests

Hi! I would like to start accepting requests! Below is a list of characters and fandoms for which I am ready to write. I also want to note that I will ONLY write SLASHERS X DOM MALE READER and CREEPYPASTA X DOM MALE READER!!! I am waiting for your requests . Also, if you are looking for a certain character that is not on my list, then feel free to order or ask me about it. The character can be from any fandom you want. Send messages via a request or through my mailbox. You can also write to me about it in the comments

What I will write:

• Longing

• Fluff

• NSFW

• Death

• Torture

• Alternative Realities

What I won't write:

• Incest

• Pedophilia

Creepypasta:

Characters:

• Jeff the killer

• Ticci Toby

• Bloody Painter

• Jason the Toymaker

• Candy Pop

• Eyeless Jack

• Ben Drowned

• Demon Sky

•Liu

•Hobo Heart

•Kagekao

•Reggie

•Laughing Jack

•Hoodie

•Masky

Slashers:

Characters:

•John Kramer ( Designer )

•Jason Voorhees

•Vincent and Bo

•Chucky ( Charles Lee Ray )

•Michael Myers

And each other

#trending #creepypasta #writing #fandom #slashers

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dominantslasherking · 2 years

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Chucky with a dominant Male S/o

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+

Backstory: Chucky falls into an obsessive type of love with Andy's adopted older brother which is you.

"Andy, Andy, look at me!" You screamed at the boy, who just woke up from having nightmares muttering the name 'Chucky,' After the death of his and your mother he came to move in with you.

Andy told you it was his doll Chucky who killed her, but you had no idea since you weren't visiting at the house most times.

Considering he was so young, you assumed he replaced the unknown killer with a doll to make it seem less gruesome in his mind.

It has been three years since the death of your and Andy's mother, Andy was eleven at the moment. And he had repeated nightmares about his doll Chucky.

You truly did want to believe Andy, but it was so hard you weren't there, but you should have been. "I don't wanna lose you too." Andy whimpered out, clinging onto you for dear life.

"It's okay," You gently whispered in his ear soothingly, humming a small tune until he relaxed.

You broke out of his grasp and smiled at him as he slowly laid back down and looked at you, "Leave the night light on?" He muttered out. You turned on the rocket-shaped night light with a smile. "Ok, Get some good sleep for school in the morning." Placing a kiss on your little brother's head with a smile and started petting his hair before exiting the room.

Once you left the room and made sure there was a crack in the door which seemed out a dim light, you made your way to the kitchen and looked through the fridge.

"Man...I need to go shopping." Tilting your head towards the clock you grinned happily, "8:05, Hmm, the store closes at 9..." You rushed forward to the door and grabbed your keys.

You opened the front door and locked it behind you.

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Charles tilted his sunglasses slightly down watching the woman in the store, who he was stalking of course pick out some things. "Excuse me, but do you know where the..peaches are?" Charles asked with a slight grin at the woman. "Of course, they should be down there, then turn left to the fresh food section!" The woman happily peeped out, gently pushing her red curly hair behind her.

"Have..I- Seen you before?" The woman muttered out in awe at his face, Charles let out a fake cough, "I just...seem to have a familiar face...hah.." Charles nearly grumbled out, he wanted to kill her, but since she saw his face up close she might spread rumors about seeing the famous serial killer lurking around even though he was supposed to be dead, he was also planning to kill her anyway so win, win.

"I guess so.." The woman warily spoke, "Well thank you.." Chucky gave a fake smile as he walked away from the woman the fake smile suddenly fell off his face and was replaced with a snarl.

Chucky wasn't looking where he was going as he was looking at the floor and imagining himself brutally killing the bitch. "What the hell-" Chucky growled out as he fell flat on his ass, his sunglasses falling off his face.

"Watch where you are going as-" The slasher spluttered on his words once he saw your face- why the fuck were you so handsome-!

"Sorry- I'm such an idiot here let me help you-" You suddenly bent down and held your veiny hand out. Chucky looked at your hand and smacked it away.

He suddenly stood up on his own and looked at you, "It's...fine..." Chucky seemed to be lost in thought while looking directly into your eyes. You awkwardly stood there and smiled at him.

"Well, I'm glad your alright, I'm going to finish my shopping then.." You spoke to him but he didn't even utter another word to your confusion.

Chucky suddenly started to hold back some laughs as a wide smile appeared on his face, his mind no longer lingering on the lady he was stalking but instead, you.

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It was perfect other than the fact that he killed your mother and tried to kill your little brother, I mean Andy wouldn't recognize him in his human body right? A new addition to the family wouldn't hurt.

Chucky wanted to be yours, god the more he stalked you the more insane he got. He wanted you to press against him and claim him.

At first, he thought this feeling was just a want or a need to kill you and taint your handsome features with your own blood.

Even if he has to play nice with that little brat Andy, he doesn't care, he wants you, needs you, and he's going to have you, even if he has to play the bad guy.

#charles lee ray x reader #slasher imagines #slashers x reader #Chucky x male reader #Charles lee ray x male reader #slasher x male reader #Yandere Chucky x reader #Yandere chucky #Yandere Chucky x male reader #Yandere slasher x reader

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hooman4ever · 2 years

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!NSFW! ‘Riding In The Car’ Chucky, Charles Lee Ray x AMAB Reader

Haha get it- RIDING in the car.

Requested by Anonymous on Wattpad

Contains: Car Sex, Rough Kissing, Overstimulation, Hand Job, Anal, Dom Charles, Sub Reader

Both you and Charles were tucked away in a forgotten ally, old abandoned warehouses surrounding the both of you on either side. Not a single streetlamp lined the roads the both of you had driven through to get there.

The only light available to the both of you being the blue glow coming from the dashboard of the still-running car.

When he had first started driving towards the more abandoned part of town you were sure you were as good as dead. He had gotten tired of you, didn’t need you around anymore, the meer thought had brought tears to your eyes.

The car had stopped, you had braced yourself– only to be wonderfully surprised when he had pulled you to the back seat mumbling about “Trying something new.” as he fumbled with the belt of his pants.

Your hand was pressed up against a foggy window. The cool glass felt odd on your palm when compared to how the rest of your body felt like it was on fire. Warm hands were gripping your hips, nails digging into your flesh wonderfully. Hard panting and the slapping of skin was all you could hear as your hips were being pulled down, Charles’s length disappearing into you with every downward pull of your hips.

It was cramped and a little uncomfortable, yet even though your car was small Charles found a way to make it pleasurable for the both of you.

Your hands were used to steady yourself. One gripping the back of the passenger seat– the other still pressed against the back window. Charles was seated below you as he manipulated the pace the both of you were moving.

One of Charles's hands released their grip on your hips, slithering toward your bobbing length before wrapping his fingers around the appendage. Your moan was music to his ears as he started pumping your leaking member, his hips still pistoning up into your stretched entrance. “Fuck– you look like a whore, sitting on my lap and taking my dick so well in the back of a car,” he chuckled his thumb digging into your flushed tip. You whined out moving downward to meet his thrusts.

The look of desperation and lust on your face was a work of art to Charles.

Everything from your furrowed brows to the way your sweat-covered body glistened in the artificial blue glow, radiating from the front seat, had heat pooling in Charles's gut at a rapid rate. You were surely a sight to behold– however there was one thing he truly wanted to watch you do while you were looking so angelic.

“Want you to come,” he demanded, his tone final and his gaze searing. “I know you want to,” He continued, a grin adorning his lips “Know how much you wanna see me painted in your cum as I fuck up into you.”

He wasn’t lying there, the mere image of him decorating in your release had you groaning out. Your hand slipping from the window and you tumbling down. Barely able to catch yourself on the seat besides Charles's head.

It was at that moment your body decided to cave. Your thighs clenched uncomfortable– a pinching in your strained leg muscles as your abdomen flexed. Charles memorized the up-close look he got of your contorting face as you came. Your seed splattered his chest as he stroked you to completion.

His pace seemed to speed up– his hips pistoning into you so hard you were barely able to keep yourself upright. You were tighter than before, your body struggling to handle the added pleasure of Charles's dick hitting your prostate after such an intense and sudden orgasm.

“Fuck- [Y/n],” hands fisted into your hair as you were pulled down into a kiss. Your lips felt bruised when Charles connected his with yours, his pace hungry and possessive. Teeth clashed together but you couldn’t pull away. Too caught up in the way you felt as warmth filled your ass, Charles’s seed spilling into you.

Gulps of air were forced down your lungs when Charles released his hold on your head letting you pull back to breathe. All the energy seemed to leave your body at once as you slumped forward onto your lover’s sticky and sweaty chest.

Your entire body screamed in discomfort yet as Charles's arms secured themselves around your frame you couldn’t find the heart to move. Too busy basking in the warmth his body provided as well as the length still keeping you plugged up.

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slasherbaby · 2 years

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After Midnight (Charles Lee Ray x trans male reader)

Rating: explicit

Length: 4012 words

Warnings: reader is briefly misgendering (not by charles), smut, blood, rough sex, canon-typical violence, charles isn’t a nice guy, unhealthy relationships

read on AO3 or under the cut!

“You look like a man who knows how to dress, do you like my outfit?”

Charles tilts his head down, starting his examination with your shoes. His eyes trail up your body, taking time to appreciate the curve of your hips and the way you stand tall in your heels. You already know his answer- he gave you the dress, afterall, and you know how much he liked it when you wore red lipstick.

But it’s a fun game that you like to play, pretending to be strangers. It never lasts more than a few hours, you can’t keep your hands off each other for long enough to keep up the charade. After a few moments of contemplation, you smirk.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

“I think,” He walks forward, crowding you against the bar. “Someone as hot as you shouldn’t have to fish for compliments.”

You bite your bottom lip before giving him a little smile, lifting your drink in mock cheers. “I’ll drink to that.”

He leans into your space, rapping his fingertips against the bar as he eyes your drink. “Yeah? And who bought this?”

“Auburn tie, three seats to the left.”

Charles turns his head to the side casually, glancing over the other patrons before turning back to you. “Not too shabby.”

“I guess.”

“Not your taste?”

“I think you already know the answer to that.” You reach out and adjust his tie, giving it a little tug.

“Humor me.”

Faking a sigh, you lean back against the bar. “Something something, don’t take drinks from strange men, blah blah.”

Charles grins. “Strange?”

“Yeah,” You give him a little pout, but your eyes sparkle with mischief. “I bet he’s a real creep.”

One of his arms snakes around your waist, his hand grabbing your ass.

“C’mon dollface, the man bought you a drink. Go on, throw him a bone.”

You chuckle before taking a sip of the drink. It’s far too sweet for your liking, tasting more like syrup than liquor, and you swallow it down like cough medicine. “Okay, Chucky, whatever you say.”

He takes a few steps back, giving you the room to move towards the man. When you look back at Charles, he’s leaned up against the wall opposite the bar. Despite his sunglasses, you know he’s got his eyes on you.

“Hey there, Mister Benevolent,” You slide into the seat next to the other man, taking note of the way his eyes go wide as your skirt pulls up slightly. “Thanks for the drink.”

“No problem, no one as pretty as you should have to pay for themself.”

You smile and look down into your glass, giving it a moment before looking back up at him from under your lashes. “You think I’m pretty?”

“Prettiest girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on.”

You bite back a rude comment and give the man another smile instead, trying your best to keep it sweet. It doesn’t matter what this guy thinks, he’d be dead before the night was over anyway. This was just apart of your game, and idiots like this guy misgendering you means nothing in the long run.

“What’s got you thinking so hard, gorgeous? Don’t tell me you’ve never been called pretty before…”

Not much. You take another sip of your drink. Just thinking about how my boyfriend is going to carve you up like a jack-o-lantern.

“Oh, nothing.” You ruffle up the back of your hair, letting the cool air hit your hot neck. “What’s your name?”

“Kevin,” The man, Kevin apparently, takes your hand in his, pulling it up to give your knuckles a chaste kiss. His lips are smooth against your skin, and when he pulls away, he leaves a clear smudge of chapstick. “And who is the lovely lady I’m speaking to?”

My boyfriend’s gonna cut off your tongue, Kevin. “I’m… Dolly.”

“Like the singer?”

“Who?” You bat your eyelashes at him, eyebrows pinching up into well-practiced confusion. Letting men think that you were just a ditzy little thing was your forte. Better to have them think you were dumb and innocent, it always makes the final act so much sweeter. Before he has the chance to respond, you finish your drink in a gulp and get up off your chair. “Dance with me?”

Kevin’s dancing turns out to be directly inspired by Dirty Dancing, but he’s certainly no Patrick Swayze. Grinding against you harder than you’d like, his hands grabbing roughly as he moves against you. You play along, winding your arms ‘round the back of his neck. Giggling and pulling away when he tries to get his lips onto yours, only Charles gets that privilege.

“Hey.”

Think of the devil, and Charles will appear. You bite back a laugh when Kevin jumps, apparently he hadn’t realized how close Charles had gotten while he was trying to grope you. Kevin’s arm tightens around your waist and he pulls you behind him as if he’s expecting he’ll have to defend you from the scary stranger.

“You like dancing with my baby? Like feeling ‘em up?”

“Shit bro, hey,” Kevin’s hands shoot away from you faster than a bolt of lightning. “I didn’t know she was spoken for.”

“Calm the fuck down, I’m not mad, bro.” Chucky jerks his chin towards you while still staring the guy down. “No red-blooded man could help themselves around such a hot piece of ass, right?”

Kevin rubs the back of his neck, giving you a sideways glance before focusing his attention on Charles. “Yeah, I guess.”

“You guess? You fuckin’ guess?”

Kevin stammers for an answer, but Charles interrupts him.

“What, do ya not know a hot fuckin’ piece of tail when you see it?”

“No, no-“

“No, you don’t know?”

“No! I mean yes! I do. She’s fucking…she’s hot.”

Chucky reaches up to tilt his sunglasses down, meeting your eyes with a knowing look. “What about you, hot stuff? Gotta liking for…”

“Kevin.” You lick over your red lips. “Yeah Chucky, I think he’s just swell.”

“Lucky you, Kevin, you won the fuckin’ lottery. C’mon doll, tell him what he won.”

You giggle again, tilting your head up to whisper into the other man’s ear. “A night in heaven.” You run your hands up and down his arm, squeezing his muscles. “A night with me.”

“And you’re cool with this?” Kevin looks from Chucky to you, and back to Chucky again. “You just wanna… watch?”

“What can I say, my doll’s greedy.” After a beat, Chucky makes a vague gesture to the back exit. “So we fuckin’ going or what?”

Kevin doesn’t make it three steps out of the club before Chucky’s on him, slamming a fist into his face and pulling back with a sickening crunch. Kevin falls to the floor without much fuss, ripping up the fabric of his tight jeans.

“What the hell!?” The hurt in Kevin’s eyes is almost too good to be true. “You said we were cool!”

Chucky cuts him off with another punch, but this time he slams Kevin’s head against the alleyway wall.

“What, you thought he was that easy? You’re a fuckin’ idiot, take a fuckin’ look at ‘em!” Charles shrugs towards you as he grinds Kevin’s face harder into the bricks. “You see these red bottom shoes? You know how many rich fucks I had to rub elbows with to get him those?” He licks over his bottom lip, face splitting open into a grin. “Or how many bitches I killed to find the right size?”

Silver glints in the moonlight as Chucky draws his blade from the inside of his trenchcoat, catching the twinkle in your eye as the music begins to pound to a new beat.

The lyrics are muffled, but the bass is strong enough for you to practically feel the rhythm, slamming the familiar tune into your bones. The way you gasp is close to comical, eyes widening like you’re still dancing in the club, excited to bop along to your favorite song.

Swaying your hips to the beat, you send Chucky a wild grin before spinning around, leaning your back up against the wall where he’s got Kevin held. Your legs are stretched out in front of you as you shimmy in place, and you let your shoulders roll when the chorus breaks through.

You know that the two of you won’t be going back into the club, but there were other ways to dance and this was your favorite song, after all, so you’re beyond eager for Charles to finish his victim off.

But it drags on, with Charles cackling, feeding off Kevin’s fear as he whimpers and begs for mercy. Besides the actual act itself, and the blood that comes with it, you think this might be his favorite part. Inflating himself on the godlike power he holds when he listens to his victims beg for their lives.

Unfortunately for them, his type of god isn’t the benevolent type.

“Come on, Chucky, just cut him already!” You groan. Your tall heels clacking against the concrete impatiently interrupt Kevin’s spluttering, as he instead stares at you with such confusion, you have to hold back laughter. “You know I love this song…”

You don’t feel any guilt encouraging him to kill the man, but you try not to dwell on it. It’s difficult for you to think about what your life has become, about the person you’ve turned into since meeting Charles. But why think about it, when it’s disastrously easy to distance yourself from the violence? Sure, it’s not something you ever imagined being okay with, let alone participating in. But Charles is a drug, inhibiting your empathy and stoking your bloodlust, a desire that’s always simmered just below your surface.

Flicking out his wrist, Charles presses the sharp edge of his blade underneath your cheekbone. “Bitch at me one more time and you’ll be the one dying tonight.”

Another groan falls from your lips, harmonizing with the music as ABBA croons on.

“Promise?”

He pauses; your eagerness for pain always makes him pause, before contouring your face with a slice deep enough for blood to well. He presses his thumb into it, smearing it down to your lower lip. You take his thumb in, savoring the metallic taste as he presses down against your tongue.

“Look at you.” He murmurs quietly, almost as if he’s speaking to himself more than you before he pushes your face away from him. “I wasn’t lying when I said my bitch is greedy.”

“Only for you,” You answer, despite his question being rhetorical. It’s not something that needs any assurance, but you still like hearing it out loud. And judging by the growing tightness in his slacks, he likes it too. “Fuck, Chucky… I need you.”

“Fuckin’ pathetic cock-hungry slut… You think you’re tough shit? Getting off to a bad man doing bad things?”

Grabbing a fistful of Kevin’s hair, Chucky yanks his head away from the wall and kicks him forward. Using his grip, he tugs until the expanse of Kevin’s throat is exposed. Chucky cackles, tugging the man’s hair back once more when he starts to blubber.

“You’re both insane!”

“Prove how much you need it,” Charles tells you. “Be good for me.”

You hike up the skirt of your dress up over your thighs, exposing the garter that keeps your stockings in place. Reaching down, you pull out the knife tucked into the lace, a gift from Charles a few months previous. You raise it and quickly bring it down in a fatal swoop, forcing yourself not to think as the man’s eyes bulge in horror.

An arch of fine pink mist comes first, before red gushes from the gash. Stray droplets splatter on you before the blood spurts, covering you in gore. The front of your little black dress is nearly soaked in it, crimson decorating your neck like a fucked up pearl necklace.

“Ya know,” Chucky’s eyes meet yours. “You’re always the most fuckable in red.”

He gives Kevin’s head a final jerk before tossing him aside, his body hitting the ground.

“Please…”

Charles sneers, taking a few fast steps forward and slamming you up against the wall. “Does the dumb bitch even know what he’s begging for?”

He brings his own knife up to your throat, while the other moves down to cup between your thighs.

“So fuckin’ stupid you forgot your panties, hmm?” He replaces his hand with a knee, forcing your legs apart while he pulls out his cock.

“You would’ve cut them off anyway,” You tell him with a smile. He’s hard and glistening with pre, and you lick your lips at the sight of him. “I saved you the time- I’m thoughtful like that.”

He presses both knife and knee harder against you at the same time, making you moan again.

“Drooling for it like a whore. You gonna be a good fucktoy, or are we gonna have to do this the hard way?”

You spread your legs further apart, hiking your skirt up until it bunches up around your stomach.

“Always so fuckin’ easy, and so fuckin’ stupid. Lucky I got you first, would’ve been a damn shame if someone else found out you’d do anything for a bad man with a knife.” He gives the underside of your chin a little nick with his blade before shoving it back into his pocket.

You whine, balling your fists up in the lapels of his trench coat. “Only for you, Chucky.”

“No shit, you’d be taking a dirt nap if you tried this shit with anyone else. You’re lucky you gotta tight cunt, bitch. Otherwise, I would’ve gotten rid of you too.”

There’s always a hint of truth behind his dirty talk, and this time, his words strike a nerve. Tears well up in your eyes, your throat growing far too tight for your liking.

“Wouldn’t get rid of me.” You mumble, looking away from his piercing eyes like a dog who’s been caught misbehaving. “You like me too much.”

“Do I now?” He waits a few moments before sighing, his annoyance evident. But he still nudges at the slice under your chin, waiting until you look up at him to speak. “You look real pretty tonight, doll. Better than any of those broads in there.”

The bar for your standards is literally on the floor, along with any shreds of dignity you have left, but you know it doesn’t matter. His words are enough to make your cheeks heat up, the tightness in your throat giving way for a soft giggle.

“Yeah?” Your words drip with sugar as you blink up at him, your eyes wide and full of adoration. If you could, you’d be twirling your hair right now.

“Mmhm.” The hum is all you're going to get out of him, now that he’s allocated to you the few morsels of niceness he’s capable of. But it’s okay, it’s more than enough to keep the space between your thighs dripping and your fragile ego stable, which is infinitely better than feeling neglected and trying to sob into his coat like a child that just wants to be loved

Both you and Charles know nights like that are the worst. When he pushes you away too hard and you bleed instead of bruise, desperate for him to stay but unable to gain anything but his disgust.

He gives his cock a few long strokes before rubbing himself against you, teasing your clit. You try your best to lift yourself up, now even needier than before and wanting him inside of you more than ever, but he reprimands you with his hand around your throat.

“I’m being fuckin’ generous here,” He grumbles, teasing you for a few moments longer before finally slipping inside. “Rubbing that sweet spot, right? But all you want is to fuckin’ spin on it.”

You exhale at the feeling of him inside of you, your head hitting the wall with a thud. There’s not much of a stretch, thanks to him railing you awake earlier this morning, but there’s no denying how big he is.

“Yeah,” You breathe out, hands trembling as they wrap around the back of his neck for support. “S’good,”

“Fuck, I can tell you’re close,” He applies more pressure to the sides of your neck, making you woozy from the lack of blood to your brain. “Fuckin’ gripping my cock like you’re getting paid.”

“Please, touch me, I’m so-“

“I’m fuckin’ inside ya, how much more touch do you need?”

“Charles,” You whine, shimmying your hips in an attempt to get him to do anything more than just fill you up.

“Pretty boy wants to get jerked off now? Fuckin’ demanding.” He laughs right in your face as he begins to thrust his hips, keeping a steady, easy pace. “Wanna come hard tonight, baby? Think you’ve fuckin’ earned it?”

“You said I’ve been good!” You beg, though the words feel like mush in your mouth as your vision begins to blur from his grip on your throat. You still manage to keep rolling your hips, trying to control your rapidly approaching orgasm.

“Nah, I said you look good.” He counters, and you slam your head back against the bricks once more. How Charles can still find a way to argue while literally inside you has always been baffling. “Fuck. Always needing something from me, always bitching. A man’s gotta wonder, why bother keeping you around?”

You whip your head back up, shooting him a wide-eyed look. He’s already toed that line tonight, and you don’t wanna hear it anymore. It’s hot when his words are threatening, but when he doubts you by his side? It makes you sick, and you know that you must be sick already, since you’d rather have him kill you than leave you. Before you can attempt to speak again, he releases your throat.

It takes your muddled brain a second after you’ve been hit to realize what he’s done, and just how loud you moaned when he slapped you, your cunt tightening around him like a vice as you clit throbbed with neglect.

“Oh yeah, that’s why.” Charles purrs through a wicked smirk. He gives you another smack, this time so hard it leaves your ears ringing, before grasping your cock between his thumb and forefinger. “You’re fuckin’ crazy, in a fun way like me.”

All it takes is a few quick jerks before your orgasm hits you, shaking through your body like the spirit moving through a holy roller. You’re vaguely aware of him spewing filth into your ear, but you're far too gone to understand anything besides pure pleasure, tiptoeing deliciously on the line of too much.

Just when you’ve nearly come back down to your body, he’s pulling out, flipping you around, and sinking himself back in before you can find the time to complain. The new angle makes you yelp, as he hits into you far deeper than before.

He keeps pounding into you, laughing when you’re forced to brace your palms against the wall to keep from actually falling. With every thrust, you’re sent gasping forward, until he’s hitting it so hard you can’t keep quiet anymore.

“Fuck, fuck!”

He grabs you by the back of your hair and pulls, forcing you to arch your back unnaturally and totter back on your heels. Your fingertips can hardly reach the wall now and you know if he lets go you’ll be falling face-first into the bricks.

“Ch-Chucky, ah, fuck- you’re hurting me!”

He slaps your ass hard, drawing out another cry that morphs into a moan.

“You gonna cry about it?”

His thrusts grow slower but harsher, each thrust deliberately going deeper until you swear you can feel him pressing into your cervix.

“It’s too much!”

“Shut the fuck up,” He reaches around you from where he gripped your ass to your front, finding the sweet spot between your legs once more and beginning to press circles into it.

You curse, far too overstimulated to enjoy the pressure. You know what he wants from you, the man was a demanding lover, but he was also generous to the point of fault. But you doubt your body could even handle coming again. Hiccuping back a sob, you begin to beg.

“Please, please, please,” Tears slip down your cheeks as he ruins you, biting harshly into your shoulders and neck. “Please Chucky, I can’t, I can’t, please don’t make me,”

“Don’t be such a fucking nag,” He snarks before licking over the bloody marks he left. “Complaining about me getting you off? I should slit your throat now, bet you’d fucking like that,”

As if on cue, his threats of violence once again bring you to your climax. This one hurts, teetering far too close to pain for you to enjoy it as it pulses through you, your stomach heaving with the contractions as tears spill down your cheeks.

Chucky sinks his teeth into your neck when he comes, his cock grinding so deep into you that you can practically feel his jizz splashing directly into your cervix. It’s white-hot and painful in a way that makes your spine itch, but it feels so good it makes your teeth chatter.

When he pulls out, he’s quick to wrap his arm around your waist, keeping you from slamming your face into the bricks. You moan something that sounds incoherent even to your own ears, your body completely limp as he manhandles you into a somewhat stable position.

He lets you rest with your back against his chest for an untrackable amount of time, your head far too floaty for you to process anything besides the warmth of his body heat and the way he’s holding you.

It’s times like this, in the afterglow, that you know he must love you. What else could this be, if it wasn’t love?

Still halfway detached from your body, you turn around in his arms, cozying up into the crook of his neck. Charles allows it, but only for a moment before he’s releasing you and shrugging off his trench coat.

He wraps you up in it, and you graciously ignore his scoff as you press your nose into it, inhaling his scent and cuddling against the worn tweed fabric. It shouldn’t be as comforting as it is, but you can’t help yourself. It’s him, after all. And to you, there isn’t anything in the world that’s better.

“C’mon, let’s get you home.” He grumbles, his voice lilting with annoyance as if your inability to handle getting fucked was the real reason behind the two of you not being able to go back inside the club. Of course, because what else would it be? Certainly not the dead guy lying a few feet away, or the fact that both of you were covered in said dead man’s blood.

He keeps a tight arm around your waist as he leads you back to his car, and he even opens the passenger’s side for you, helping you in when you stumble.

“Such a gentleman,” You murmur, and you don’t even need to look up at him to tell he’s rolling his eyes.

“Do you ever shut the fuck up?”

“Whatever.” You grin lazily, your brain far too flooded with dopamine and post-coital bliss to care about his tone. Caring about anything seems impossible, as you’re snuggled into his warm coat and nice leather seat. “You know you’re sweet on me, Chucky. You think I’m the bee's knees.”

“I think you’re a delusional fuckin’ cunt, is what I think.”

“Probably, but I’m yours.” Your eyes flutter shut when the engine begins to purr, the heaviness in your lids too much to deny any further.

There’s something close to a smile molded onto his deadly features as he looks over at you, but you miss it as drowsiness and comfort take your hand and lead you to sleep.

“That’s fuckin’ right,” Charles affirms, his hand finding its rightful place resting on your thigh. “All mine.”

+ The biggest thank you to my besties for beta reading and helping me edit this! Also for massively helping me with writing Charles’ dialogue! You can find them here @bestbi-electronics and @compactknife <3

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