#foxy coltrane smut

[obscureblorbofics]

Dracula and Chill (NSFW)

Foxy Coltrane x gn!reader

18+ only! Minors be gone!

Summary: reader goes on vacation to Mexico with friends and meets Foxy in a bar.

Warnings: smut, mention of Foxy being a serial killer (does it really need to be said? If you've watched the movie you already know), alcohol

Length: 3.5k words

(For the purpose of the fic, reader is American and AFAB)

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Your phone rings.

"Any chance you'd want to go on vacation with us next month?"

Alexis had been your friend all throughout high school and was trying to set something up with a few friends so you could catch up without the pressures of work or responsibilities. You think for a second before responding back.

"I have some vacation time saved up. Let me know when and where"

"Durango, Mexico. Not the most interesting place but it's cheap and it'll definitely be a nice change of pace for a week. Thinking February 16th to the 23rd. Brooke already said that week is free for her and I'm still waiting for a response from Ryan"

You check your calendar, seeing nothing pre-planned to stop you. You put the call on hold and call your boss to ask about getting that week off. He makes note of it and tells you to have fun.

"Yea I'm free that week. Need to get my passport updated before then but we should be good"

The plane lands, jolting you awake. The drunk bachelorette party a few rows in front of you woops and hollers rowdily. You look to Alexis, who had mentioned a headache a mere 20 minutes into the flight. You offer a sympathetic glance, to which she responds with a smile. You grab both of your carry ons out of the overhead bin, handing her hers and checking on the row behind you that contained the rest of the group. The four of you exit the plane and go through the usual post-flight bathroom breaks.

After everyone is out and accounted for, the group heads to the rental desk and goes through the process of renting a car. After maybe about twenty minutes of driving, you come upon the shabby little hotel Brooke's uncle owned and had left to her cousin upon his death.

Once checked in and settled in your rooms, the four of you leave to get dinner. You find a little restaurant nearby and order food.

Dinner conversation is mostly tame and what you'd expect from the group. Alexis commented on how Brooke's cousin flirted with her when offering the group a discounted rate. Ryan tells the group about scoring his dream job that he'd be starting in April. Brooke showing everyone pictures of her son and talking about how motherhood has treated her.

The next morning the group of you set out sightseeing in the city nearby rather than stay in the small town for the whole time. Once you head back, Ryan has an idea.

"I saw a bar not far from the hotel. We should check it out. Might be interesting" he shrugs and you all agree it's worth trying.

The four of you make your way to the bar and order your drinks. They're out fairly quickly, and you get to exploring the place. There's a few rowdy men throwing knives at a particle board target, some women who seem to be there mainly for the purpose of getting laid and not much else, a few isolated groups of patrons, and the trio at the other end of the bar. They're all roughly middle aged, but the blonde woman with them has the energy level of a teenager. She seems to be the life of the party in the bar.

The two men with her, however.. The older one seemed irritated at the woman's antics, clearly trying to pick up a woman at a table nearby. The other one was attractive to say the least. Tall and lanky, with longish honey brown hair and blue eyes. You'd always had a thing for older men. And he was looking straight at you. His face broke into a smug grin and he winked before bringing his attention back to the other people he was there with.

You take this as a sign to get back to your friends as well. You tune back into the conversation, noting it to be about everyone's college experiences. Not much for you to add. You finish your drink up only to see another slide in front of you once you put the empty one down. You arch an eyebrow in a silent request for explanation. The bartender shrugs and points to the end of the bar. At the man you were just observing. He gestures for you to come over.

You let your friends know you're going to look around some more and 'socialize with the locals' as you so put it, before slipping away and joining the stranger.

As soon as you approach him, he gives you the same shit eating grin as earlier. "Hey sweetheart, come here often?"

You roll your eyes at the cheesy overused line. "First time. Vacation with friends. What about you?"

He shrugs. "Been living in the area 'bout 3 months. Not much to do 'round here" He pauses for a moment. "Oh where are my manners? I'm Foxy."

You offer a weak smile at his introduction. "I'm (Y/N)."

He smirks. "Lovely name for a lovely person. Mind sticking around a while?"

"I don't see why not."

He offers you a chair and you sit down.

The two of you talk for what seems like hours before Brooke approaches you. "We're heading back to the hotel. Here's the spare key to the room whenever you're ready." She drops the key in your hand and you stash it away in your pocket.

Foxy takes a look behind him real quick. You notice the other people he was there with are gone. "Well. It looks like Otis and Baby ditched. How bout you join me and we ditch too?"

You agree and he pays off your tab for you, throwing an arm around you and guiding you out of the bar. After walking down the street for maybe ten minutes you come upon a modest building. The other man from earlier, Otis you presume, is sitting in a lawn chair with a beer. He notices the two of you and waves at Foxy but says nothing.

Foxy holds the door open for you, and swats at your behind as you enter.

You take a look around, checking out your surroundings as you head for the couch. Nothing too out of the ordinary besides the large number of weapons either openly out on display or poorly hidden. To be fair you did hear about some gang activity nearby so it couldn't hurt to be cautious if you live in the area.

He sits down next to you. The two of you talk about backgrounds for a while. You find out the people he was with earlier were his siblings. Otis you had seen on the way in and Baby was out doing who knows what. He mentions being really into classic movies and having amassed a fairly large collection of them. You offer to watch one with him if he didn't mind and he leads you to the bedroom.

The inside of Foxy's bedroom is exactly what you'd expect. Old movie posters on the wall and a large hunting knife on the nightstand accompanied by several empty beer bottles. You sit down on the bed and he puts a VHS tape in the player before sliding into bed next to you. Once the movie starts you notice it's the original Dracula.

About twenty minutes into the movie Foxy wraps his arm around your shoulders and you instinctively lean into him. You don’t take your attention off the movie to look at him, but you hear a low chuckle beside you.

After another half hour or so a hand makes its way to your thigh. You ignore it at first, but then it slides higher and begins to squeeze, so you glance over at the man beside you. Same shit eating grin you’ve come to associate with him.

“Well don’t look at me, babydoll. Pay attention to the movie.”

You cautiously obey, not sure where this would go, but certainly not mad at the development. A minute or so of squeezing and rubbing your thigh later, he goes for your pants button. You turn back around to say something about it, but he quickly stops you, shushing you gently before replying in the same cocky tone that got you into this situation to begin with.

"I said focus on the movie. Don't mind me havin’ a feel."

The second he says that, you feel his hand slip into your underwear. He uses the arm still around you to move you into his lap. His fingers make their way down, checking for evidence that you’re enjoying this as much as he is. He drags his fingers through the wetness he found there, bringing them up to play with your clit. At first he was gentle, barely touching you. Ghosting over where you wanted him most and teasing you experimentally to see what made you gasp and squirm. He figured this out rather quickly, judging by the way you were panting and squirming and trying to close your legs around his hand.

You lay back into his chest and feel him hard and poking into your back. This somehow makes you even wetter. He gets you right to the edge but when you're about to cum, he backs off.

Foxy waits for you to cool down before he begins again, filling this time by placing soft kisses all over your neck. You moan and tilt your head to give him better access.

Once he deems it safe to continue without you finishing too soon, he moves a finger down to your entrance. It stays there for a moment, gathering you juices, before he easily slides it all the way in. You gasp and grab onto his thigh next to you. Your legs begin to shut again on their own accord, but he holds them open, making sure you can’t move away. He pumps it in and out experimentally, waiting until you calm down to add a second. His fingers curl up inside you, perfectly hitting your g-spot. When he figures out he found the right spot, he rubs it in soft circular motions. Your eyes flutter closed and he stops.

“Watch the movie. It’s almost over. Wouldn’t want you missin’ the ending, now would we?” Foxy flashes you a toothy grin and you try to focus on the screen.

He starts again, and you’re careful to keep your attention on the movie rather than Foxy. You only really have to hold out another ten minutes before the movie ends and the screen fades to black. As soon as the movie is over, he grabs your throat, squeezing just hard enough to be pleasurable.

He pulls his fingers out of you and cleans them off in his mouth.

“Damn, doll. You taste good. You should have a taste.” and with that, he kisses you. It’s sloppy and dirty, but still soft enough to be enjoyable. You can taste yourself on his tongue, and he’s right. It is good.

You get off his lap and stand up to take your clothes off. He watches closely as you expose more and more skin.

Foxy jumps up and joins you, quickly throwing his shirt off and unbuckling his belt. He rips his pants and underwear down his legs and pushes you down on the bed. His hand cracks down on your ass and your hips jolt forward, away from him. He cackles like a madman at your reaction and slaps the other side with just as much force. This time you’re expecting it, and it actually feels good. So naturally, you lean into his touch.

“Dirty little thing, aren’t ya?” You nod, rubbing your thighs together to try to get some friction. “Ya want some more?” You nod again. “Gonna have to ask me nicely.” You whimper out, trying to muster up a singular brain cell to give him a coherent response.

“P-please Foxy. Please give me more.” you stutter out shakily.

“Gladly.” He rapid fire gives you six more slaps before grabbing and squeezing your ass. It stings and you can feel the warmth radiating from your flesh, but you can also feel how soaking wet you are. So can he. You feel the head of his cock slipping through your wetness. You try to push back on it, desperately needing filled up. His grip on your hips stops you in your tracks.

“Patience, sweetheart. You’ll get it soon. I like to have a little fun first.” He takes the next few moments to slowly, torturously tease you with his cock before he finally lines up with your pussy and pushes inside. He lets out a deep pleasured groan directly into your ear. You moan at the feeling of finally being stretched open. It’s been a while, and Foxy is giving you exactly what you need.

“Damn, dollface. You feel so good. Might have to keep you around just for this.” He rolls his hips a few times experimentally, figuring out what you do and don’t like, and which spots to hit to make you writhe beneath him. Just like with his fingers, he finds it quickly and you moan, definitely louder than you should've considering there are other people in the house, but you’re too focused on the pleasure Foxy is giving you to think about anything else. He grabs your hip with one hand, and the other goes down to rub your clit. The room is full of the sounds of his hips slapping against your ass, your wetness squelching around his cock, and the combined noises from both of you and that ambiance is more arousing than you would’ve thought. After a few particularly hard thrusts and his hand that was previously on your hip making its way around your throat, you feel yourself begin to get close. The hand around your throat squeezes enough to make your vision start to blur and it intensifies everything you're feeling in a way you’ve never experienced before.

“Foxy, yes! Don’t stop!” You cry out, feeling your orgasm moments away.

“That’s it. Cum for me, sweetheart”

Your orgasm hits, and it’s blinding. You’re vaguely aware of Foxy groaning beside your ear and a warm feeling spreading inside you. He fucks you through your orgasm before pulling out and rolling to collapse beside you. You crawl back up into the bed and he follows you. Your head makes its way to his chest, sweaty bodies slightly sticking together in a way that would otherwise seem gross, but in your post-coital bliss is endearing. It doesn’t take long for the two of you to fall asleep in your comfy embrace.

The next morning, you wake up, naked, in an unfamiliar place, using someone’s stomach as a pillow. You look around and remember the events of last night. Finding someone at the bar. Going home with him. Watching Dracula. The sex.

You quickly get dressed and sneak out of the house, walking back to the hotel. You unlock the door to the room you’re sharing with your friends, and they're having breakfast. Brooke glances up to look at you, and laughs.

“Ooh the walk of shame. Assuming things went well with mystery man from the bar last night?”

You nod, looking anywhere but her. “I’m going to go shower.”

That night, the group decides to go back to the same bar, reasoning that they had decently good drinks and were reasonably close to the hotel, so they could get drunk without worrying about having a designated driver.

The group orders their drinks and finds a table. Not long after sitting down, Ryan elbows you in the ribs to get your attention.

“Hey (Y/N), isn’t that your guy from last night?”

You cautiously turn your head to look in the direction he’s gesturing to and see Foxy with his siblings that you briefly met yesterday. Otis and Baby, you think. But of course you weren’t focused on too much other than him.. And that damn movie he wouldn't let you look away from. You nod.

“You should go talk to him” Alexis encourages, quickly catching onto the gist of the conversation.

You shook your head. “Nah. I figured it was more of a one night stand than anything else.” The thought was tempting though. He was cute, great in bed, and from what you knew you got along well with him. But he lived here and you were just on vacation. You had to go back home in four days. Better not to get too attached to people you meet on vacation.

However, across the room, Foxy was debating the same thing. Hook ups were nice and all, but sometimes he got greedy, wanting more than the limited connection allowed by one night of sex. He had explained his dilemma to his siblings. Otis laughed, accusing him of going soft on them, then suggesting he just kidnap you. That wouldn’t work. They had just built a decent life where no one would be looking for them, it wouldn’t be good to ruin that because he wanted pussy.

Baby, however, was a little more sympathetic to his situation and had better advice than kidnapping. She suggested that he just talk to you. To lay the charm on thick the way he was known to. He thought about it for a moment, before concluding she wasn't wrong. It was at least worth a shot. So he got up and started heading for your table

The conversation had moved on from what you did last night to what your former high school classmates were up to now. Ryan’s eyes widened slightly, and you didn’t have time to ask why before a set of hands settled themselves on your shoulders.

“Damn, sweetheart. Didn’t even wake me up for a proper goodbye?”

You blushed. Apparently the decision of whether or not to talk to Foxy again had been made for you. Your friends immediately started paying attention to the two of you, deeming this much more entertaining than what they were previously talking about. You, however, didn’t really want to have this conversation with an audience. So you got up, telling Foxy you wanted to go somewhere more private to talk. He agreed, and led you to the bar’s patio area.

The two of you sit down at a table outside and discuss the things that happened last night. How you liked the movie. How you liked what happened during and after. Why you left without waking him. He found a piece of paper and scribbled his phone number down on it, hoping you’d at least stay in contact for the rest of your vacation. You shoved it in your pocket with the key for the hotel room, making a mental note to call him later. Then he drops the line you were hoping to hear, but unsure if you would. He wanted last night to happen again. So did you. So it did. You actually waited for him to wake up before leaving this time and were rewarded with some nice morning sex. That happened two more times before you had to leave.

Once back in the states, you had maintained loose contact with Foxy. Of course a good majority of your phone calls would end in phone sex, but getting to talk to him was always nice, long distance fees be damned. One night, you’re on the phone with him while you make dinner. The news is playing on the TV in the background, and you're only barely paying attention to it. But the one time you do look over to the TV, you drop the phone in shock. Three mugshots are displayed on the TV with the information that there’s been a search for them for several months. One of them being Foxy, and the other two being his siblings that you’ve come to be acquainted with during your visits to their house. You knew they seemed familiar for a reason. You scramble to pick up the phone and put it to your ear to catch Foxy asking if you’re still there and asking what happened.

“You’re.. You’re on TV” you manage to whisper out.

“Aw fuck, babydoll. This isn’t how I wanted you to find out” He then briefly explains what all happened and asks if you’re going to try to turn him in. Your mind however, is somewhere completely different.

“Wait.. your name is actually Winslow?”

“Yeah.. really doesn’t fit me too well, does it?”

“I absolutely get why you go by Foxy now.. No offense, but Winslow is an unmoanable name if I’ve ever heard one.” you chuckle, completely unfazed that you’re talking to a serial killer. To you he’s still Foxy, the guy you met in a bar in Mexico, and got a little too attached to.

“To answer your question, I’m not going to turn you in. This won’t change much. Besides, I always did have a thing for bad boys”

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[slashingdisneypasta]

DadsBestFriend!Foxy Coltrane x Fem!AFAB!Reader || Smexcerpt

Plot: You got him. You got yourself an old man who's hopelessly smitten with you. And you're pretty crazy about having him, too.

Warnings: Smut. Dads best friend. Younger woman (21-25)/older man (50's).

Tagging: @slxsherwriter .

"I'm completely fucken obsessed with you, sweetheart." Foxy tells you, tucking your hair behind your ear almost romantically after you sink down on his cock; a sleazy romantic smile on his rugged features.

"Yeah," You huff, your cunt that's been aching and slick for him since you left your parents house for here stretching and fluttering around his size. "I know."

He gives a slow chuckle, the grin on his mouth turning lazy. "Cocky little bitch, huh?"

"I mean- " Slowly you start to move your hips, taking his cock leisurely in and out of your tight hole. You try not to sigh from the pleasure, so as not to build up his ego unecessarily huge. But no one's ever fit so perfectly in you before you managed to get yourself in your dads friends bed- even if that bed was a single in a tiny dirty apartment in the shady part of town. "Why wouldn't you be obsessed with me? I'm young," grind. "I'm tight," roll. "And I'm hot. You're a lucky old man." You wink, grinning.

"C'mere," Foxy's voice is just a smooth, southern groan as he guides your lips down to his; lifting his head up off his old musky pillow slightly and stretching out his stubbly neck in order to kiss you deep and slow. His tongue slips past your lips and feels along yours with the skill of an experienced kisser and you groan, parting your lips wider for him and grinding your hips deeper against his.

"Ah~ " You finally sigh, making your hips move faster, take him rougher against your sensitive needy clit as he just lays there and enjoys it. Lazy old fuck.

"Come on, dollface, you can do it. Fuck yourself out on my old cock. Cum once, all on your own. Then I'll take you down memory lane, huh?... " Your eyes fall closed listening to his drawl. "Remember a couple nights ago??... the first time you slid onto my cock, babygirl?... "

Hell yes, you do. You can picture it in your head. He had been helping your dad out all day with his guns, showing him how to properly clean them and having a beer or two (or 6) over the course of the day, and eventually your dad left to get you all some dinner (chinese food, for Foxy's preference). You mayyy have changed your outfit, perfectly prepared to say the short shorts and oversized graphic t were your pyjamas, but of course Foxy didn't call you out at all. He was all-too-happy to just enjoy the view.

Then, with just a little bit of harmless flirting, you got him to come up to your room and fuck one into you just before your dad came back with dinner.

... he called you a sneaky little slut at the time, chuckling and shaking his head at you as he buckled up his belt again leaving you in your bed. And he hadn't been wrong. The little snark had you rubbing yourself later on into another orgasm, mouth open and arching off of the bed into your own fingers, in that same bed he took you in.

It was so hot being with him in your bedroom. He'd been on top of you in your little purple childhood bed, his jeans pulled down to his knees, his mouth burning hot against yours and his tongue down your throat as he pounded your cunt. You can remember the squeaking of the bed, the way your cunt sucked him in desperately after all those months of seeing him so domestically and wanting him, the feel of his chest under your little hands-

Now you can feel your orgasm approaching painfully fast, feeling so good. His fat cock ruined you and you knew you would never get enough. A boy your age would never be enough again.

"Fox-... Fox-... Fox-... " You chant, rolling your hips up and down against his pelvis. When a spasm of pleasure rushes through you, you're forced to bow your head and keep going. More- "please please please- "

"You can do it... " Foxy puts his hands on your hips, finally, but still doesn't offer any help. Just watches your cunt sucking him in, soaking him, and your body's mashing together; looking vulgar and impossibly hot. "You're a big girl, Y/N, a big grown-up-girl. Right?"

"Wo- woman." You amend, struggling to keep it together as the pleasure hits an all-time-high.

With a teasing leer on his face, scratchy beard pulled across his face, Foxy gives a sarcastic nod. "Right... "

Finally your orgasm hits you and you come apart on his cock; lips falling open and a sigh slipping out you.

You get one moment of reprieve, glowing in the aftershock, before Foxy's grin turns wicked and he suddenly sits up, gathers your wrists in one hand and flips you over onto your back; getting on top. You give a squeak of surprose, then fall into a mess of giggles; teasing him. "Slow down there, tiger... " Then Foxy thrusts his cock right back into you as deep as he can, and a choked moan disrupts your silly, pretty laughter.

With a roguish smirk, Foxy carefully and slowly rubs his pelvis against yours. It's such a dirty feeling you have to turn your head away and squeeze your eyes shut for a moment. That gives him a chance to nuzzle his nose deep into the crook of your neck and take a deep whiff. He gives a sigh. "Damn, baby...

Do you know what you do to me?"

#Foxy Coltrane x Reader Smexcerpt #Foxy Coltrane x Reader #Foxy Coltrane #Winslow Foxworth Coltrane x Reader Smexcerpt #Winslow Foxworth Coltrane x Reader #Winslow Foxworth Coltrane #Smut #Smexcerpt

[doomh3ad]

Masterlist part 2

Winslow Foxworth "Foxy" Coltrane (3 from Hell)

Collaring headcanons

Pet names

Helping author S/O with writer's block

Pinhead (Hellraiser)

Hugs

Pet names

Reader who uses a binder

Reader getting an abortion

Hierophilia / blasphemy kink

Going with his S/O to get a piercing

Kissing him in panic before he kills you

Male reader spraining ankle

Kurt Kunkle (Spree)

NSFW with a dominant male reader

S/O telling him that he's looking submissive and breedable

S/O calling him babygirl

Adam Faulkner-Stanheight (Saw)

Breathplay

S/O who wants to ride his thigh

S/O telling him that he's looking submissive and breedable

S/O calling him babygirl

Celebrating his S/O's birthday

Kinktober Day 3: Brat Taming

Lawrence Gordon (Saw)

S/O who wants to ride his thigh

Orgasm denial with a dominant reader

Collaring & praise with male reader

Peter Strahm (Saw)

Brat!Reader

NSFW with a dominant male reader

Punishing bratty female reader

Mark Hoffman (Saw)

Pegging

Mommy kink

Thigh riding

Having sex after working on a trap with male reader

Petplay with dominant reader

Praise and degradation with female reader

Submissive Mark with dominant hypnotist female reader

Amanda Young (Saw)

S/O who wants to ride her thigh

Rusty Nail (Joyride)

AFAB!Reader who dislikes anyone touching her hips

Jealous sex

Fluff with overworked reader

Housewife reader

Theatre actress reader

Relationship headcanons

Female! S/O into pet play

Dirty talking over CB radio

Ash Williams (Evil Dead)

Wholesome taking a bath with him

Sharing a bed with him

Overstimulation with submissive reader

Daddy kink + dirty talk

Celebrating his S/O's birthday

S/O who survived the cabin with him

Female!Reader who is obsessed with fantasy things

Ian McKinley (Final Destination 3)

Staying cool in summer with reader

Yandere! Ian McKinley

Patrick Hockstetter (IT 2019)

Choking kink headcanons

The Man (Hush 2016)

NSFW short fic

Punishments, giving & receiving

Arkin O'Brien (The Collector)

NSFW headcanons

Hugs

Pet names

Jason Voorhees (Friday The Thirteenth)

S/O with ulcerative colitis

Candyman / Daniel Robitaille (Candyman)

Kissing him in panic before he kills you (short fic)

Pet names

Kinktober Day 1 : Body Worship

Thomas Hewitt (TCM remake)

You wearing his shirt and nothing under it

Reader getting an abortion

S/O who gets giggly and flustered at cuddles & kisses

AFAB!Reader who dislikes anyone touching her hips

Kissing him in panic before he kills you

Animalistic killer partner

Cockwarming

Offering him sexual favours so he'll let you live

Holding his S/0

Chubby/fat S/O

Bubba Sawyer (TCM)

Animalistic killer partner

Amber Freeman (Scream 5)

Hugs

Fluff

Richie Kirsch (Scream 5)

Hugs

Gabriel May (Malignant)

Voice kink & possessive praise

Giving AFAB! S/O oral

Billy Lenz (Black Christmas)

Smut drabble

Rick Grimes (The Walking Dead)

NSFW headcanons

Being protective over his girlfriend

Rough sex with female reader

Negan Smith (The Walking Dead)

Celebrating his S/O's birthday

Daryl Dixon (The Walking Dead)

Dominant male!reader praising him during sex after he degrades himself

Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

Vampire Eddie fic

Miscellaneous / General

Date night - choose your own slasher date masterlist

Being an honorary member of the Firefly family

Some thoughts on the collector+collection

Slasher positivity

Ghostface thirst

Housewife/domestic with the slashers

House of Wax Vampire AU - teaser fic and original concept

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[findyourrp]

Good timezone everyone! 👋 I'm here with some requests that I am hoping to fill. Would love to write some slasher/horror characters x oc stuff over on discord and am looking for someone who wouldn't mind taking the slasher role. Doubling is up for discussion. More details below. 🔪

About me:

32 yr old. Work full time with some health issues. Easy going and chill rp partner.

Willing to double I'd you would be so kind as to write one of the requested characters below.

Not always the fastest responder.

Multitude of fandoms I'm familiar with.

Seeking in partner:

25+, though will accept 21+

Discord user, with knowledge of tupper/be willing to learn

Would be okay writing the slasher against my oc.

Writing perfencens:

Discord

Tupperbox use (not a must)

Semi-lit responses.

Smut (🌶) and some darker themes encouraged.

Pairings (plot points can be discussed)

Norman Nordstorm x OFC (Don't Breathe)

Foxy Coltrane x OFC (3 From Hell)

Rusty Nail x OFC (Joy Ride)

Otis Driftwood x OFC (House of 1000 Corpses/Firefly trilogy)

Non slasher idea: Miles Quartich x OFC (Avatar)

Contact information:

Like this post and I'll reach out. Or contact me at @slxsherwriter . Please keep in mind that I will not be responding to blank blogs or any blog that doesn't have an age range clearly stated (simply 21+ is fine).

.

#rp finder #18+ rp #fandom rp #fandom roleplay #avatar rp #house of 1000 corpses rp #dont breathe rp #3 from hell rp #joy ride rp

[findroleplay]

Good timezone everyone! 👋 I'm here with some requests that I am hoping to fill. Would love to write some slasher/horror characters x oc stuff over on discord and am looking for someone who wouldn't mind taking the slasher role. Doubling is up for discussion. More details below. 🔪

About me:

32 yr old. Work full time with some health issues. Easy going and chill rp partner.

Willing to double I'd you would be so kind as to write one of the requested characters below.

Not always the fastest responder.

Multitude of fandoms I'm familiar with.

Seeking in partner:

25+, though will accept 21+

Discord user, with knowledge of tupper/be willing to learn

Would be okay writing the slasher against my oc.

Writing perfencens:

Discord

Tupperbox use (not a must)

Semi-lit responses.

Smut (🌶) and some darker themes encouraged.

Pairings (plot points can be discussed)

Norman Nordstorm x OFC (Don't Breathe)

Foxy Coltrane x OFC (3 From Hell)

Rusty Nail x OFC (Joy Ride)

Otis Driftwood x OFC (House of 1000 Corpses/Firefly trilogy)

Non slasher idea: Miles Quartich x OFC (Avatar)

Contact information:

Like this post and I'll reach out. Or contact me at @slxsherwriter . Please keep in mind that I will not be responding to blank blogs or any blog that doesn't have an age range clearly stated (simply 21+ is fine).

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#roleplay #rp #don't breathe rp #3 from hell rp #joy ride rp #House of 1000 Corpses rp #Firefly trilogy rp #avatar rp

[prpfs]

Good timezone everyone! 👋 I'm here with some requests that I am hoping to fill. Would love to writer some slasher/horror characters x oc stuff over on discord and am looking for someone who wouldn't mind taking the slasher role. Doubling is up for discussion. More details below.

About me:

32 yr old. Work full time with some health issues. Easy going and chill rp partner.

Willing to double if you would be so kind as to write one of the requested characters below.

Not always the fastest responder.

Multitude of fandoms I'm familiar with.

Seeking in partner:

25+, though will accept 21+

Discord user, with knowledge of tupper/be willing to learn

Would be okay writing the slasher against my oc.

Writing perfencens:

Discord

Tupperbox use (not a must)

Semi-lit responses.

Smut (🌶) and some darker themes encouraged.

Pairings (plot points can be discussed)

Norman Nordstorm x OFC (Don't Breathe)

Foxy Coltrane x OFC (3 From Hell)

Rusty Nail x OFC (Joy Ride)

Otis Driftwood x OFC (House of 1000 Corpses/Firefly trilogy)

Non slasher idea: Miles Quartich x OFC (Avatar)

Contact information:

Like this post and I'll reach out. Or contact me at @slxsherwriter . Please keep in mind that I will not be responding to blank blogs or any blog that doesn't have an age range clearly stated (simply 21+ is fine). Feel free to message me as well.

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#21+ rp #discord rp #don't breathe rp #3 from hell rp #joy ride rp #house of 1000 corpses rp #firefly rp #avatar rp #ccxoc rp #dead dove

[slashingdisneypasta]

Masterlist: Foxy

🔞 = Smut || 🔂 = Poly || * = Requested

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Blurbs: Unsolicited Dick Pick.

Headcanons: Circus of Horrors.

Horror Villains and: What they would Put in the (7MinsInHeaven) Hat.

Imagine: Wearing something of theirs.

Imagine: Unrealistic Fluff.

Oneshot: Foxy Coltrane x Reader- Somebody That I Fucked Once.

Reactions: Horror Villains x Reader- Finding out you're a Virgin 🔞.

Reactions: Older!Horror Villains x Younger!Reader- Them Getting Confused for your Grandparent.

Would They or Wouldn't They?: Abandon You After Their Own Orgasm 🔞.

#Winslow Foxworth Coltrane #Winslow Foxworth Coltrane Masterlist #Masterlist #Horror Villain Masterlist #Horror Villains

[doomh3ad]

coming soon <3

apologies if this takes a while to get to your request but know it's been received! i was not expecting so much attention i am super grateful thank you to everyone <3

if it isn't listed here, tumblr has eaten it im sorry feel free to resend <3

own fics / not requested

-slashers + kissing them in panic before they kill you (pt3) - including vincent sinclair, rusty nail, otis driftwood & baby firefly

-leaving your partner for the slashers series

-patrick bateman blood kink fic

-pinhead x male reader smut/fluff

requests

-doomhead and a S/O who has bad anxiety

-Patrick Bateman with reader who struggles with communication (sfw)

- Ian McKinley nsfw hc or dark nsfw fics

-Foxy Coltrane with a fem Reader who is super sweet, affectionate and naïve

personal commissions (more info soon!)