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bisexual-horror-fan · 2 years
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"Where Do You Think You're Going?" Lester Sinclair X GN! Reader. A Commission.
Ay, ay! Another commission! This time for @imbleedin-out! Something quick and dirty! Second comm I have done for her and she gave me permission to share so I sure as shit am! Hope you all enjoy it!
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Rating. NSFW. Length. 1.3K. Lester X GN! Reader. No Pronouns Mentioned. Warnings! Hunting. Predator/Prey. Chase. Man Handling. Rough Stuff. Grinding. Choking. Biting. Lester Is A Fucking Creep.
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This ended up being a fucking awful idea. 
You were on vacation, on a road trip to go see some friends out of town and you hit some really unexpectedly awful traffic, the road totally choked up for a while, total gridlock. You were stuck in one place and moved less than five feet in an hour. Soon night was upon you and you were exhausted. The traffic was behind you and you were flying down the road but you are much too tired to keep driving safely. You are annoyed to be honest. You should be at your friend's place already, you called to let them know that you had been held up but would be there eventually, sometime tomorrow probably. 
They told you to be careful and stay safe and you promised you would. 
You found a secluded place to camp, dug your tent out of the back of your car and set it up. You didn’t make camp like proper because you already grabbed a bite and were beat, it was late and you just wanted to pass the fuck out and get back on the road and get to your destination to enjoy your time off properly. 
You set up, inflate your air mattress and lay down your pillow and your sleeping back, you wrap yourself up and fall asleep in mere minutes. You wake up to the low light spilling into your tent, you sit up, rub your eyes and force yourself to get moving. You tear down pretty quick for someone still so sleepy. Air mattress was barely deflated, rolling it up and slotting it into your trunk, tent bagged and shoved in alongside it before slamming it closed. 
You walk around and open the door, you slide into the driver's seat, you pull out your keys, stick them in, turn and-nothing.
Your brows furrowed in confusion and you turned again. You hunch forward, gripping the steering wheel with one hand, your other turning the keys to and fro, mumbling, “C’mon, c’mon baby! Come the fuck onnnn, give it to meee-” 
You repeated this process over and over, turn, turn, turn to no avail and it causes you to launch back in your seat, your hands slamming on the wheel with an exclamation of pure frustration. “Shit!” 
This wasn’t good. You were stuck in the middle of nowhere, car fucking busted and worst of all, totally fucking alone. 
This wasn’t just not good, it was bad, down right terrible. You heaved a sigh and got out of the car, you walked around and popped the hood, staring down at the engine, the distinct realisation washing over you that you don’t know the first thing to look for that could be wrong.
You hang your head with a groan before closing the hood and trying to figure out what the fuck to do. 
It is just then, as if by some miracle, you hear something coming from up the road. Loud music playing. Music means people, people hopefully means a car and help and a way out. You run, making your way up the hill and darting out to the edge of the road, arms waving wildly the second your eyes land on the pick-up truck. It slows to a stop, the window is rolled down and you come forward, a small wave, “Hey! So sorry about this, my car broke down and I need some help.”
The man, who you soon learned was named Lester, grinned and told you, “Shoot, I can help you, be my pleasure even.”
You smiled, relief hit so quickly, you thanked him profusely as he told you to hop in and he could take you to a nearby town to find what you needed. 
You found less relief the longer the drive went on, nerve settling in once more, your hands clasped in your lap, fingers laced together as the man driving you rambled on. You were alone with a strange man, in his truck, being taken to God-knows-where and the more you looked at him and listened to him the more you doubted this was a good idea. He had animal bones hanging from his rear view mirror, he smelled, there was blood under his nails and staining his clothing along with other dark smears of something thick and unsightly. Then there was the knife holstered on his hip, the one that as soon as you made mention of it he unsheathed and waved it around, talking about it in an excited tone before sticking it into the dash. 
Your shoulder tensed and your eyes went wide, your blood was running cold, you needed to get out, you had to, fuck this and fuck him, you’d find another way to get help. The car slowed and you took your shot, you threw open the door and made a jump for it, your sneakers hit concrete and you took off running. You heard him shout after you, “Hey! What are you doin’?! HEY!”
The car screeched to a stop and he flung open the drivers door and he was after you. He couldn’t let you get away, no he can't he risk it, if you went somewhere and gave a description of him or of the area and people came here and saw what they were doing-
It was unthinkable he’d be damned if he let you ruin all their hard work. 
You weren’t stupid. You might be panicking and scared but you were being shockingly careful. 
He wasn’t stupid either. He was good at hunting and tracking, this wouldn’t be the first time he did so to a human over an animal. He crept through the woods, listening intently, you were trying to quiet your breathing. Back to a tree, leaning and waiting, hands shaking from fear, you didn’t want to be found.
You didn’t hear him approach, your mind was too clouded, thoughts racing, you hear the twig snap and your eyes shoot open, palm to tree trunk you push off and attempt to make a break for it. 
You didn’t know just how close he was. “No you fuckin’ don’t-”
His hand closes on your wrist and he pulls and pulls hard, jerking you close as his foot kicks out, boot connects with your leg and you go down with a yelp of pain. Body hits the dirt and dry fallen leaves so hard the air is sucked out and he looks down at you only for a moment, his chest heaving from the run, before one leg swings over you. The back of his head swipes over his forehead and his thumb swipes over his nose before he sniffs and says, “Gotta admit, ha, you’re faster than I thought you’d be, little bunny.” 
He lowers himself down, his knees on either side of your hips, you struggle and his hands press on your shoulders, holding you down firmly into the dirt. “Ah, ain’t gettin’ away now.”
He leaned closer, breathing right in your ear, “Don’ like how you ran off, that kinda shit ain’t nice, after I was so fucking hospitible too, givin’ you that ride into town.”
You still tried to fight and his arm looped around your neck, holding you tightly, your hands gripped his forearm. “Is that any way to repay someone doin’ you a fucking favor?”
He gripped harder, shook you gently and asked, “C’mon, answer me!”
“No! Oh-okay I guess it wasn’t nice-” You choked out and he said, “Fucking right. Think I gotta teach you some damn manners. If my brothers met you like this it wouldn’t end well for ya. They don’t take kindly too people who ain’t polite and accommodating.”
You felt him grind against your ass and you realised he was hard, shook your head, one of his hands covered your mouth before you could protest and he said, “No, no fightin’, won’t work. Trust me. I’m doing you another favour, cuz I’m so generous.” He bit your earlobe and you yelped behind his hand before he was saying, “-so when M’ done you better say thank you.”
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glitchstoxicwaste · 2 years
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Four writers -whom I wanna tag but won’t cause I don’t wanna annoy them- got me soft for the asshole of Ambrose, Bo Sinclair, and it ain’t fair!!!!
I wanna kiss his scars that rest on his wrists!
Massage the scar on the back of his head from being separated from Vincent!!
Wake up every day to see his stupid face!!!
Feel safe in his embrace as we cuddle during the day!!!!
UGH I HATE BUT LOVE THOSE FOUR WRITERS FHEIOWKFOWO 😭
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bhudwv · 7 years
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Lol that's me! Parkers bday, think he spent the whole day with me❤ #ayyobitch #lunchboxes #lethercry #imbleedinout! #missyoumyJigg #newyork #livin #wishyouwerehere
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bisexual-horror-fan · 2 years
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hi… can I have a love letter from Bo 🥺
(Ps ily)
Awe course you can! I hope you like it! This one is a liltle NSFW just for some gore. Hope you love it!
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Hey darlin'.
You know how sometimes the weirdest lil things can make you crave somethin’?
I was dealin’ with someone who rolled through town unexpectedly. Didn’t go as good as planned cuz of that. I felt totally off and so soon as he started suspecin’ somethin’ I just said fuck it and went to work. 
Had him on the floor of the garage in a second, tire iron in hand and making his brain knock around his skull. He went from kickin’ fighting to beggin’ and crying real quick. Knocked a coupla a teeth loose on one real good hit, the sound was fuckin’ nasty and I got blood on my boots, after that I really went in an he didn’t last much longer. 
After I had dragged him out of there and left him with Vincent I was cleaning up. Hosing down the garage, watchin’ the blood wash down the drain and all this violence and nastiness got me thinkin’. Got me craving sweet and soft lil’ ol you. What we do, what I do, is necessary, I know that, s’ important work and it isn’t like I don’t get SOME enjoyment outta it but it can all get to be a little much at times. 
Getting to come back home to you is soothing, helps even me out some. Tangling up with you is the fuckin’ best, you know that?
Shit, guess what I am tryna say is I love ya and really appreciate you sugar. 
Anyway I know this ain’t really the kind of thing I normally’d do but what can I say? You're awfully inspiring. Hope you like this and if ya do I might do it more. 
See you at home later.
Bo.
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bisexual-horror-fan · 2 years
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Help I ate far too many Reese minis
See this is why you should have me around, if I was there I coulda eaten some and you wouldn't have had enough to get sick on.
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bisexual-horror-fan · 2 years
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I know you’re not a Jesse fan but.. may I gush in your inbox about my newest love?
Always! Loving us always encouraged in here! Go off!
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bisexual-horror-fan · 2 years
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Tbh for Christmas i want to be wrapped up in Bo’s arms with some shitty western show playing in the background while we lay on the couch 😭
“Is this enough?”
He had been quiet for a while. You looked up at him from you very comfortable position resting on him, your back to his chest, his arms around you as you were both reclined and cozy on the couch. “Is what enough?”
“What were doin’ for fucking, Chirstmas or whatever, is this enough?” He wasn’t looking at you, as if that would make this far too difficult, he kept his eyes trained on the tv set but all you could do was look at him. He was doing that thing when he thought too much, chewing his tongue a little, almost as if he was wishing he could suck the words back up, almost regretting saying what he had.
It was silly. You’d done plenty earlier, gifts and breakfast and dinner was finishing cooking in the other room and yet he was still concerned about doing enough for you. He could be so soft when it came to you.
You turned in his lap and leaned up, one hand met his cheek and your lips met the other, a soft peak and you said, “I’m here with you. It’s more than enough. In fact it’s all I want.”
His response was to wrap his arms around you tighter and kiss you. If you said it was enough, than that is all the reassurance he needed.
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Like this? Did you mean like this? I hope so cuz I kinda went in, consider it a little gift from me to you Lily. Happy holidays to you and yours, you are a favorite mutual and a friend and I love you lots!
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bisexual-horror-fan · 2 years
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MR BUG KNOWS ABOUT ME? My dude knows about you too 🥺😭😭 he’s awful at names and so when I talk about you he says, “that’s freddy girl, right?” 😂😂
LILY!
He does know about youuu! I am so glad your dude knows about me too! Like Freddy's girl?! Yes that IS in fact me! And Amber too but anyway-
I missed you and love you v much, you are so great.
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bisexual-horror-fan · 2 years
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Where is he? He’s sitting back where you can’t see him, enjoying how worked up and frustrated and needy he’s making you before he gives his big reveal ❤️ he’s a evil lil bastard and he’s thoroughly enjoying getting you so worked up but he’s getting a little impatient himself… it’s only a matter of time…
People keep telling me this is what he is up to and I fucking have to agree. I HAVE to because I will go crazy otherwise!
The waiting game is so hard tho!
I know I have no one to blame but myself when I advertise the fact that denial is my main fucking kink, he is all just like "Isn't this what you wanted? Isn't this just what you like?"
LIKE SO WHAT IF IT IS YOU BURNT FUCKING FREAK?! Just get over here, it's been MONTHS, YEARS, PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD-
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bisexual-horror-fan · 2 years
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Tumblr just said I wasn’t following you but then it said I was and I’m very confused lol.
Anyways before that happened I was coming to give you ❤️❤️❤️ random lily love! I hope you’re doing well!! I miss you!
Tumblr is so fucked.
I fucking love you too! I am doing very well overall and I miss you tooooo! Love you lots and lots Lily!!!
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bisexual-horror-fan · 2 years
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all I know about Freddie is what I’ve read from you but damnit if I don’t wanna write you a drabble 😂😂
LILY-
LILY!
NO, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, DON'T TEASE ME WITH THAT PLEASE OH MY GOD I WILL DIE-
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