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vvalentinaserena · 9 months
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My stalker bf
Game: killer frequency
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ivanzplaid · 2 years
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Could I possibly get a grabber x reader fic where during punishment or something he accidentally hurts the reader too bad? Maybe he kind of loses control and accidentally goes too far? So he tries to comfort them afterwards.
I hope this makes sense lol
of course!! i love ur writing sm, always amazing to read ur work while looking for fics :) but i totally understand what you mean, and i love the idea, he gets lost in his anger and goes a lil too hard, and just feels bad from seeing you so hurt🫶
as always ty for the request!! i write for any request that comes in, so leave any you have
This is The Grabber x Gn Reader
Warnings: Very dark, Belt abuse, Severe punishment, Descriptive, Language, Stolkholm-ish themes, Snot mentioning, Wound description
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The aftermath of the whiplash was what hurt the most. The way the belt broke your skin would've made him smile at the sight, if it weren't for earlier that day. The latest time you had tried to escape ended with some harsh words said, and you were furious, you had been out the door and on your way, but he had taken it further by running after you, of course he caught up quickly, the basement made you weak. In the end, you got tackled, he brought you back, but you kept arguing, you kicked and screamed, and maybe a word or two slipped out of your mouth, but you really hit the nail when you hit it personal, his identity. You've heard his brother mention his name, and it was all coming out so quickly.
"Let me fucking go Al!"
It was out of anger yes, and it wasn't even that bad. He has said so much worse to you, but deep down you saw something in his eyes click when you said his name, and it was like a trigger switch. Thats where this started, that had to have been hours ago now, but punishments took their time, and he had been running completely on rage.
This brought you back, remembering how it started not that long ago. You knew as you buried your head in the mattress with your hands over your head that sooner or later he'd get tired, but for now, you were unfortunate. The scarier part was that he hadn't even said a word while relentlessly beating you, he was so pissed that he used all his energy into the belt. After your screams had dies down, he knew you were trying to lose yourself in thoughts, but he wasn't going to let that happen, he wanted it to have the worst possible outcome for you, just without you dying. So without missing a beat, he flipped you over on your back, the back that was bruised and beaten, sticky and dirty with blood, and grasped the back of your head, closing the distance between you two.
"I want you to count these next hits, and I want you to know to fucking pray it doesn't hit your face."
You nodded swiftly, the fear sending tears down your face and paralyzing you through the next moments, it was at random, and when the belt did make skin contact, you were much more sensitive, it made you curl up and shout from the pain, but whatever happened, you weren't allowed to cover your face, he put the fear of him into you, he made sure that you knew who the fuck you were taken by and that you knew what to call him. As you counted, and as you struggled not to get in more trouble, you saw him watch you after each hit, after each strike, he'd watch you squirm and plea, but he ignored you, slowly smiling after each one.
Soon enough, after the 20th hit, he stopped abruptly, and just stared again. By this time you had curled up on your side, because both your back and stomach was in too much pain to put any pressure on it. You sobbed, you sobbed hard. The tears obscuring your eyesight and your nose becoming stuffy, you felt pain everywhere and it felt like hell, you could pass this place as hell if you wanted to.
Minutes had passed and he had left since then, you were still in too much pain to move, you wanted a distraction so you began to quietly talk yourself through it, since no one else could do it for you. Slowly, you began to move yourself, your back becoming numb rather than agonizing, which mean you could lean against the wall. But the crying became tiring, and so did everything else, so your eyes overtime shut, and your head rested on your knees, trying to take a break from living.
When you were awoken, it had only been an hour, maybe two. The man who you'd been crying over, using your pleas to make him stop using the belt, now sat next to you, gently stroking your hair in his hand, and rubbing your knuckles with his other. His eyes widened when you came into sight, and he quickly came to his words.
"I- I'm sorry. You know, it- it was just, I don't know what happened. One moment I was carrying you back and then the next I didn't have control, I never meant to hurt you so badly, you- you didn't deserve all of that."
You could see the careful choice of words, his remorse seeped out of him, and you sniffled, he took up a hand to wipe away any remaining tears or snot, and lightly hugged you, being conscious of your wounds. He rested his head on your shoulder, stroking circles on your hand and just resting on your shoulder.
After a few minutes of bonding in silence, you spoke up.
"Thank you for being here. It helps."
His head shot up, surprised to see you speaking to him, putting your trust back so easily, but he took it, he needed to take it for your sake. For the fee moments of silence, he kissed your forehead and got up. Sighing under his mask.
"How about I go get some stuff to ease the pain, ice packs, bandaids, any ointments.. I'll be back my dove."
His voice was sympathetic, he was sad to leave you in this condition, even for the shortest amounts of time, but for your well being he would.
What a strange feeling it is to be comforted by the Devil.
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ok ok, i loved this prompt, and i hope i delivered for the request, and i cant wait to see if yall like it 🫶🫶as always, requests keep me motivated, cant keep going without them, and ill take any request! i also love talking to yall, so commenting or reblogging is awesome, so r likes❤️❤️❤️ :)
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Le Moulinet - Nicholas Lancret // Madame de Pompadour - François Boucher // Hot Killer - Julia Wolf
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creepyscritches · 4 months
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Look at what I got for white elephant this year 😊😊😊
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zucchiyeni · 8 months
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🔪IDOL KILLER🔪
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(2/3)
At first..i thought Killer's handsome as a joke. But BRO...i dont think thats a joke anymore...
And you DEFINITELY know what certain artist influnced me c0ugH coUgh-
Design and IDOL AU by me (redesign)
If this got to 500 notes i will rip his shirt off-HAHDJSKA
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simply--amazing · 3 months
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Eketerina Novikova (Killer Katrin)
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I love that a practically half-defrosted, feverish 60 years old man can emerge from a coma purely because his baby girl is under threat, and just... follow up with whatever deranged shit that was... 
That’s hot.
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sadgeniuslab · 4 months
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trigun x one piece crossover
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hotandfit · 2 months
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ivanzplaid · 2 years
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Hi!! If its possible can you write fluff head canons for patrick bateman, the grabber and mark hoffman where they are sick and the reader (gn if its possible) takes care of them and shower them in love? Thank you!
im loving the requests ive been getting, ill add a bonus slasher at the end as well :) but of course i can do gn, i hope this is up to what yoh expected!!
requests r open, masterlist is up!
Sick Slashers x Caring Gn Reader!!
Warnings: fluff!
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Patrick Bateman
hes the typa guy to deny it completely that hes sick, it takes him to be bed ridden in pain and you forcing him to stay home
even then he complains that 'hes fine' and that 'youre being dramatic'
dickhead
although he presents himself this way, inside hes grateful & confused to have somebody caring for him, staying with him even when hes being rude
he does appreciate it, but just im his own ways
a very picky eater when hes sick,
"Is my pallet so bad that you think I'd eat that?"
just give him soup, shut him up for a bit
nonstop talking, even if you arent present
"Unbelievable. That bastard in HR gave this to me."
doesnt like feeling 'helpless' and 'weak' as he calls it, he thinks of himself as better than that
this mindset only makes the sickness worse
will not shut up about the work hes missing
since you will have to initiate the physical affection, he will be adamant about it, swatting you away with a hand, or sighing, but he will rub your back or admire/play with your hair while having a hard face on, claiming he feels bad for you
hug him and feel his heart beat slightly faster when you do
"Patrick, you are not going into the office today, lay down!"
"Come on, I don't 'get sick', now move."
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The Grabber
will not give you even the slightest of hints that hes sick
until he realizes it may gain him pity points so that youll hold him
it works
he accepts & encourages all forms of affection, and complains when you arent there
feels a little vulnerable, which makes him uncomfortable, so even while hes sick, he tries to be in control
tells you what to do alot, backrubs, food, etc.
leave him alone for a while and he will grow frustrated without you
if he still was wearing masks previously to getting sick, he'll most likely wear those stupid sun glasses that cover his face, not wanting to infect the masks
he wants you right by his side, under his arm, just so he can hold you, feel that even in sickness you are his
attempts to stay up late to watch you, but his ill body ruins it
run your hands through his hair or hold his neck/arm and hes thrilled
your love and trust means the world
"Please, stay with me for the night."
"My pleasure,"
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Mark Hoffman
we have another sickness denier here
not as major as patrick however
if hes really sick, he accepts defeat and will succumb to his resting place easily
this man sleeps most of the day hes sick
but seeing you by his side even when he was asleep makes him offer you a small tired smile, and a lingering gaze
he likes quality time sm when hes sick, almost as much as he likes having you care for him
he enjoys having some 'time off', days where its just you and him peacefully together
he rambles on about nonsense alot
will have nightmares, needs you by him to squeeze your hand, may even bring you to his chest to hold you
is more than happy to accept the food you make, compliments throughout his eating
really likes the attention you serve him, guilty pleasure
will make snarky comments however, complains about him being sick & why did it have to happen to him
"This is nothing short of a delicious meal, thank you love,"
"Nothing but the best for you, Mark."
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Michael Myers
big man does not know if he is sick or not, he just knows he feels weird and brushes it off
you dont notice until his breathing is awkward and hes burning up
at first he doesnt understand why youre rushing him to lay down and grabbing you a thermometer, but truth be told he is sick
tries to ignore you at first, doesnt know shy youre so concerned, but eventually starts to get hit with a worse wave and takes your advice
he doesnt resist any care you give him, he lets you work your magic
does not care if you touch or hold him, he wont discourage it, maybe he will reciprocate if you ask
on a rare occasion he will hold you ( arm around the shoulder, doesnt really know how physical affection should be done )
nods to you when you give him food, its his little way of saying 'thank you'
50/50 on his sleep schedule, either stays up late as hell or sleeps like a fucking boulder
you kiss his forehead & hand alot, he lets you
10/10 patient overall, would have again
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i hope this is good!! grabber fic coming out tn🫶 and so should another set of hcs i got!
requests r open! masterlist is up :)
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My bookie bear 😼
He’s such a shlut(lovingly🫶)
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DTIYS -second one since ever
@itsxroxannex -second img/original
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zu-is-here · 10 months
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make teleshopping great again ♪
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bucketcoffeelover · 5 months
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Some anonymous, I remember what you said about these three.
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hot trio is real
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scary-lasagna · 7 months
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I LOVED THE VAMPIRE POST SMM. So like would Liu, EJ, BEN and Jeff let their vampire s/o bite them and drink their blood?
Homicidal Liu
Liu is squeamish when it comes to blood due to his past trauma of obvious reasons.
And even with a high pain tolerance, he wouldn't voluntarily allow himself to be bitten.
Many risks come with the first bite; An artery could be sliced, blood infection, too much blood loss, you hate the way his blood tastes so therefore you will hate him forever.
That last one was just Liu's imgaination running wild, but all together it's pretty risky.
He might offer a test bite, not a full chomp, but a little nibble on his arm to see how it feels. A pinprick was all he could describe it as.
But he quickly backed out once he caught wind of the blood trickling down his arm.
He might allow a second attempt, but not anytime soon. 
Sully, however, is a different story. He would let you drink this body dry, and force Liu forward in the middle of it just to be a sadistic asshole. 
Either way, they're both willing to try at least once.
Eyeless Jack
Jack doesn't think that you would enjoy his blood very much.
Much like the liquid that seeps from his eye sockets, his blood has a tar-like consistency. 
It wouldn't go down easy, and if your body rejects it since it's not truly 'blood', it won't come back up easy either.
Ultimately, Jack says no due to your safety. It just too big of a risk for Jack to feel comfortable letting you take a bite out of him.
Jelly donuts are better, anyway. Especially at 3am while everyone else is asleep.
BEN
BEN will act tough and dominant up until it's actually time for you to bite him.
He'll get squirmy and find excuses to delay the inevitable now that he's talked the big talk and agreed to do it.
You'll of course call him out on it, and will nervously sit down and away from his stack of DS games that he wanted to organize alphabetically. 
"Are you sure you want to do this?" You ask him, with a comforting hand on his knee.
"Yeah.." Ben sighs and rubs the back of his neck with a nervous tic. " I'm just afraid it'll hurt or I make a weird noise or something." He chuckles lightly.
"We can start, and if you want to stop we can and I won't judge you for it." You reassure. "Or we can do blood lettings which doesn't involve biting."
"It's that like plague doctor shit, though?"
"Well yeah but it doesn't invol-"
"Just take a bite, babe."
He trusts you with all of his heart. And he lets you take a bite.
And yes, he does make a weird sound.
Jeff
Oh hell yeah, fucking go for it.
No questions asked.
Jeff thinks it's hardcore, and frankly, he's not experienced enough to know the dangers of blood letting or blood biting. He just thinks your hot and that you wanna bite him.
And honestly? Go for it. He's probably got a few diseases lurking in there but you're immortal so it doesn't affect you.
He would urge you to keep going even after he feels light headed, just ot see how long he can stay awake.
Jeff can be an extremely convincing individual, but do not trust him.
He can and will pass out and then you will have to call Eyeless Jack and explain everything to him.
He will not be happy.
Jeff will try to kiss him thinking that he's you.
And then Jeff will get swatted away and start crying out of rejection 
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