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itsfuntobeavampiree · 1 year

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Slashers when their s/o is REALLY touchy.

Contains: Thomas hewitt,brahms heelshire, Billy lenz, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair & Lester sinclair

Thomas hewitt

Tommy adores it when you just wanna latch onto him and never let go but he does have things to do and so do you!

He's always in bed after you so you as soon as he sits on the bed you surprise hug him from behind and he just accepts it lol. You stay like that for a bit before you realise he's actually dosing off.

One time when it was a stressful day and the texas heat was getting to Tommy. You wanted to just smother him with hugs but when you went in for one he snapped and shrugged you off, huffing. I mean you were hurt but you let it go and went back inside , Tommy realised what he had done and went after you and for the rest of the day you were hand in hand

He likes it when at the dinner table your hand finds it way onto his thigh and you look up into his eyes with a smile full of love. He loves you so much!!!!

Brahms heelshire

Well isn't that fantastic because he's also extremely touchy!!

Your going back and fourth, your hands on his hair? Well his hands are on your waist! There is never a moment when you two arent touching

One time you yelled at him for being so childish and he sulked into the walls and didn't come out. You layed in bed hugging a pillow trying to picture it as him but you just couldn't so you gave up. You found yourself walking into the kitchen to find brahms sat at the table eating some toast. "Brahms can you come to bed with me? I can't sleep without you..." you sheepishly said. He stood abruptly and walkedover to you hugging you tightly. You both said sorry and cuddle eachother up in bed. Getting tangled in each other.

So basically what I'm saying is that you two are glued by the hip.

Billy lenz

He appreciates the physical affection. Like EXTREMELY, for example if you pat his shoulder he would cream is pants..... that's how touch starved my man is.

He's pretty aggressive and doesn't realise he's squeezing you instead of just a nice hug. You have to show him the ways and hekk soon get it.

When the sorority girls are out and your the only one left inside the house you listen carefully for the attic to open and a giggly man to appear at your door. He's like a cat,he'll curl up in your lap and lays there while you pet him.

He does unfortunately makes everything sexual, if your on your bed ontop of him he will thrust up into you trying to get some sort of relief.

Bo sinclair

He does tense when he is touched. He just doesn't know when your being genuine. You can understand why he reacts badly to physical touch.

He likes it when he's sitting on the couch and you plant yourself on his lap and start to play with his hair. He leans into you while your doing this.

He's not as touchy so when you start climbing all over him he does get frustrated. He's his own person and needs space too.

But at night he does enjoy being the big spoon, wrapping his arms around you and chuckling to himself when he feels you fidgeting with his hands. He just can't deny your cuteness.

Vincent sinclair

Similar to his brother. He needs space especially when he's working. He doesn't want hot wax to spill onto his partners soft delicate skin! But when he isn't doing anything he's busy holding your hand and letting you drag him along.

When you can't help yourself and just want to stick to him while he's working he does allow it only if your behind him. He does shrug you off when he's got to focus on something or when your getting too touchy.

I mean hes a bit brain dead, he doesn't know what's the difference between just wanting a hug and wanting to do more than that but when your hands start pressing against certain parts of his body he starts to catch on and drops everything.

He won't really admit it but he really enjoys being little spoon he likes it when you press yourself against him and sit your head on top of his. Plus it's a bonus for you! Because he can't escape your grasp at night and go over work himself.

Lester sinclair

Bros a pretty princess, he loves your hands on him. When he's luring talking to some city folks your next to him holding his hand tightly, hiding yourself into his side.

You and Jonesy shower this handsome boy with kisses and you continue doing this for the rest of day.

He doesn't like it when your near the roadkill pit. He doesn't want you slipping and going in!

At night he lovessss cuddles, he likes digging his face into your chest. Ofc jonesy is included x

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small-sinclair · 11 months

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Kinda smutty but: Imagine the Sinclairs in a craze for you…

Vincent coming up behind you and wrapping his string arms around your waist, nuzzling into your neck, kissing your skin, loving you. He whimpers lightly until you look at him. He stops and kisses your lips, holding you closer and tighter until you melt away. He spins you around and lifts you up; you weigh nothing him. He kisses until you both pull away breathless. You hold his face and rests against his forehead, hanging your arms over his shoulders as he carries you to his bed. Vincent lays you down and treats you like royalty, taking everything nice and slow, rough and tender. He loves you so much that he doesn’t know what to do sometimes besides being near you.

Lester lifting you up to sit on his tailgate so he could rest his head in your chest, hands running up and down your thighs before warping you in a warm embrace. Your hands taking his hat off so you can play with his flatten curls while his kisses linger down your jaw over your neck. He just wants you in his arms and litter you with so much kisses while mumbling “I love you” the whole time. Then he cups your cheeks and kisses you deeply and passionately, bruising your lips until they’re numb. His hands fall over your breast and massages you, whispering your name like a prayer, and he praises you like you’re his god. He’s so much in love with you that it drives him over the edge sometimes.

Bo having a bad day and just sees you coming to the shop with a jug of sweet peach ice tea. Him just meeting you in front of the shop to lift you up by your legs and smash his lips against yours. He wants you more and more, deeper and deeper the pit in his chest grows for you. He smiled against your lips and sits you on the front counter, kissing your neck, nipping at your skin, repeating “mine; all mine” until he’s so drunk off your scent he can’t stop staring at you, and his hands are so focused on rubbing your arms, thighs, neck. His lost eyes closing as he leans into your hands, kissing the palms and starts praising you for every little thing you do. “Le’me worship you, darlin’,” he’ll drawl, his southern voice so deep and heavy as he kisses you again. “Need you, sweetheart. Need ya bad.” And he lifts you up again only to carry you to a tailgate in the shop, lowering you down, kissing and marking you all over because he wants more and more and more of you. Bo loves you so much that he would burn for you, kill for you, die for you, hunt for you— everything he does, he’ll do it for you until you tell him to stop.

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loveandmurders · 10 months

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Where is my squismellow?? (Gender neutral reader x poly!Sinclair brothers)

Based on this request: "how would the brothers react to their s/o having a squishmellow and it goes missing?"

Warnings: Bo being an ass, a few strong words, BLOOD, mentions of murders.

Living with the Sinclairs wasn’t always soft and happy but they were trying their best for you.

One afternoon, after Bo refused to let you go with Lester for an errand, the man thought he needed to cheer you up.

And when his eyes found a little Loch Ness Monster plushie, a squishmellow more precisely, he instantly knew it was going to be the perfect gift for you.

When he came back home, you were in your room, sulking away from the twins. Everyone was pretty upset, but Bo didn’t want to apologise as he was certain he had done the right thing: the world was way too dangerous to let you leave Ambrose like that.

You needed to stay where you were safe.

Lester softly knocked at your door but you didn’t answer. He gently opened the door and passed the plushie into the entrance for you to see it. Your attention was instantly caught by the sight of it and you had to admit you fell in love with the cute little thing right away.

“Heard ya were sad, so I came here to cheer ya up!” Lester said while moving the Loch Ness Monster as if the squishmellow was the one talking. You couldn't stop yourself from giggling at such adorable antics.

You sat up on your bed. “What’s your name?” you asked, feeling better already.

Lester tried to recall what he saw on the little tag he removed earlier “Lune!” he exclaimed “I’m Lune the Loch Ness Monster” he said

You got up and grabbed Lune before squishing it against your chest. You fully opened the door and invited Lester in.

He gave you a little hug and pecked your cheek. “Sorry ‘bout Bo” he whispered to you and you shrugged, hiding your face into Lune.

“It’s not your fault if the man’s paranoid” you replied “Thanks for Lune though, I love them so much already!” you smiled

“Knew ya would” he nodded in satisfaction.

After that night, Lune never left your side.

It was annoying Bo a little but Vincent and Lester always made him shut up when he was trying to ask you to let go of the squishmellow. In the end, he got used to the sight of you cuddling with Lune.

He didn’t want to admit it but he was getting jealous of that little Loch Ness Monster. Lester was very proud you loved his purchase that much. Vincent wasn’t too sure what to think about it, but if you were happy, he was happy too.

But one day, Lune was missing.

You had a nap while your boys were taking care of some tourists in town. They preferred when you stayed safely locked up in your room when they were killing people. And you learnt to obey that rule.

When you woke up, you sleepily looked for Lune for a little hug. You fully woke up when you realised they were nowhere to be found.

You frowned and started to look for your little monster. You thought they might have fallen down the bed but they weren’t in your room at all.

You tried to not panic right away. They had to be in Ambrose and they probably were in the house. You had no idea where they could be otherwise.

Before leaving your room, you listened if the town was quiet. Then you looked at the window and you saw Bo and Lester cleaning around so you knew you could go find Lune.

You started with the living room and the kitchen. You didn’t hear Vincent walking behind you as he watched you looking for something. You slightly jumped when you noticed him and he signed an apology before asking you what you were looking for.

You sadly replied.

Lester soon arrived and you jumped into his arms to let him know Lune was gone.

Bo was close behind and rolled his eyes at that. You frowned at him.

“Good riddance” he grumbled and you threw a pillow at him “Hey!” he groaned in annoyance. “It's just a plushie, and it can’t have left the house, so don’t be so silly. How ‘bout ya prepare us somethin’ to eat instead?” he told you but you shook your head

“I need to find Lune first” you said with determination

“I’ll help ya find them” Lester promised and you kissed him. He was such a good boy to you, not like Bo who got even more annoyed at that.

“Still deserve a kiss” he mumbled and wrapped an arm around your waist.

“You really don’t” you shook your head but still kissed him, knowing how awful he would get if you denied him. You gently kissed Vincent too and asked him if he would help you and he nodded. He would do anything for you.

Bo sat on his armchair while the three of you started to look out for Lune in the whole house and then in the whole town.

You started to really worry. Vincent was the most rational one and he asked you where you had seen them the last time, but you couldn’t recall it.

Meanwhile, Lester asked Bo if he knew anything. Bo faked not hearing him so Lester settled in front of the TV.

“I swear if ya stole Lune” Lester started

“Get away from my livin’ room, idiot. Don’t care ‘bout that plushie.” Bo replied, but it was difficult to know when he was lying or not, especially when he was in a bad mood. Right now, he just wanted you on his lap, but instead you were looking for this stupid thing.

As you were with Vincent, you started to remember something. You were with Bo at the garage before the tourists came. When Lester called Bo to warn him, you left to grab a nap. You probably forgot Lune there!

You went to the mechanic shop, but didn’t find them right away.

Vincent did.

When Bo started to fight with the tourists, Lune probably fell and they were now half hidden under a broken shelf and covered in blood. Vincent wasn’t too sure if Bo knew and didn’t do anything about it because he didn’t know how to handle this mess, or if he didn’t notice.

Anyways, Vincent was now the one who had to show you this. And he knew it wasn’t going to be pretty at all.

He gently took your hand in his and you could tell by his body language that he had bad news to announce to you. You followed him.

At first you didn’t even see Lune because your eyes could only focus on the blood.

And then you caught a glimpse of very pale blue and… You understood what happened. You knelt in front of Lune and started to cry. You were so upset to find them in such a bad condition. You should have been more careful.

Vincent gently stroked your head, trying to appease you but he wasn’t too sure what to do. He turned his head and he saw Lester coming your way so he gestured at him to come quicker.

Lester instantly knelt down beside you when he noticed you were sobbing and then he saw Lune. He internally cursed Bo for not having been more careful before hugging you.

“Shh, shh, it’s okay” he whispered but you shook your head

“There is too much blood!!” you whined and Lester softly grabbed your plushie. It was indeed covered in blood. But Lester had a plan.

“’m gonna clean them up.” he promised and before you could tell him that there was no way he could remove all the blood from them, he took Lune and left. He climbed in his truck. “I’ll be back with a cleaned up Lune, no worries, darl’! Go have a snack in the kitchen. Vince, ya better make sure Bo’s nice” Lester gave his instructions as the masked twin and you watched him left.

You both obeyed. Food helped you feel better and you didn’t talk to Bo. He didn’t ask anything in return.

After a few hours, Bo did get up and started to prepare a proper meal for his family. He was quiet, so you were a little bit suspicious but you didn’t say anything as Vincent was cuddling you.

When Lester came back, he handed you a very clean Lune and you happily jumped into his arms and hugged him and thanked him.

After that day, you made sure Lune never left your side ever again.

“How did ya remove the blood?” Bo asked one night; it was only him and Lester at the kitchen table, drinking beers

“Couldn’t. I bought a new one and washed it so it could smell good and clean” Lester smiled

“Smart boy.”

“I know”

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6lostgirl6 · 1 year

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Taking Care of Him When He's Hurt HCs

Requested by: @rottent33th

How about the Sinclair Brothers with a spouse that is constantly worrying over them? Like they come home a little bruised up and are immediately rushed and taken care of.

TW: Cursing

Bo Sinclair

With his duty of dealing with troublesome people passing through Ambrose, getting hurt in some way can occur.

As Bo's fiancé, you have already experienced a few instances of Bo returning home with something bleeding, broken or bruised.

However, that doesn't mean that your worry over him has lessened.

In fact, it increased ten-fold when he once returned home with his shoulder completely out of his socket.

You could become a full-time nurse with how much you learned from taking care of your future husband.

You would never forget the very first time he came home hurt and wounded.

You spent the day watching television while Bo was down at the gas station, however when it started getting dark, you began to worry.

Usually, Bo would be home before dark because he knew that you would worry about him if he didn't. Therefore, something must have happened.

You sat up and began to pace a little, watching the door and hoping he would turn up and say that he just 'lost track of time.'

However, you were wrong when your spouse practically slammed himself into the house and roughly land against the wall, gripping his side.

Your eyes lazer-focused on the blood soaking through his fingers and mechanic suit and you immediately acted.

"What the hell happened?!" You demanded, rushing over to him and trying to pull his hand away to assess the damage.

"Fuckin' bitch stabbed me!" He replied, pulling away from your touch and heading towards the kitchen. "This group was damn-near worse than yours."

Yes, once upon a time you were an actual victim of your current fiancé when your group stumbled upon Ambrose and wanting to take a break from your road trip. When you were the only remaining survivor, Bo found you interestimg and actually spared you, keeping you to himself.

The rest was history.

"Please, let me help you!" You followed him and urged him to sit down. "Baby, you're bleeding!" You exclaimed, grabbing his bloody hand and making him look at you.

He paused, staring at you while tears began to form in your eyes. He hated when he made you worried and upset. Which was why he wanted to take care of it himself and lay down for a while before seeing you again.

He stared for a moment before giving a small sigh. "Course, darlin'." He replied, sitting down on the stair when you pulled it out for him.

You knew that Bo didn't like asking for help or admitting when he needed it.

Therefore, you weren't that offended when he didn't want you helping at first.

You looked at the wound and luckily it wasn't too deep and didn't hit any major organs.

You proceeded to clean off the blood and disinfect the wound, causing him to wince slightly.

As an apology, you leaned in to give him a small kiss which he gladly returned, gripping the back of your head eagerly.

Pulling away, you wrapped the wound and helped him into your bedroom to change and relax for the rest of the night.

"Thanks, Darlin'." He muttered, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close to him, closing his eyes for a much needed sleep.

Vincent Sinclair

You have constantly warned Vincent about the dangers of working around hot wax since you discovered his hobby when you both first got together.

Vincent is such an sweet fiancé, but you worry that he would eventually hurt himself.

Vincent is such an sweet fiancé. He always listened to your concerns and reassures you on your worries.

Whenever he would return to the basement to work on his sculptures and/or turn people into them, you would meet him at the door and remind him to wear goggles and protective gloves for his hands.

While Vincent finds this extremely dearing to have you, his spouse, constantly worry for him, he always reassures you in sign language and temple kisses through his mask that he’ll be alright.

After all, he has done this since he was a young boy and as a beginner getting hurt was more common. Now, as a grown man, accidents rarely happen.

With a small sigh and smile, you reluctantly let him return to the basement to work on your own chores around the house to kill some time.

After a few hours, Vincent was working without incident and he was looking forward to teasing you that he managed another day.

However, since he was too buys thinking of you while moving around his work station, he didn’t notice the fresh liquid that coated the floor that was still in the process of dying up.

Yes, he slipped.

In the process, he tried miserably to grab some leverage to catch himself which only resulted in only bringing his equipment down with him to the floor.

The crash shook the entire house.

The crash sent you into autopilot as you rushed towards the basement and down the stairs to make sure Vincent was alright.

Upon entering, you quickly noticed your fiancé on the ground, struggling to pick himself up while surrounded by his equipment and practically covered in wax. The drying liquid coating his hands, and part of his neck while his apron and long-sleeved sweater protected most of his torso.

“Vincent! Are you okay?!” You asked, rushing over to him and lowering yourself to his slowly rising figure, gripping his arm as he finally situated himself onto his bottom rather than his back.

Vincent could only reply in raspy breaths, instantly informing you that he got the wind completely knocked out of his lungs from the impact. Luckily, he didn’t need to speak to communicate with you.

“I’m okay.” He shakily signed, “Just a little sore. I can’t really breathe.”

Your eyes softened, placing your hand on his chest and gently rubbing the ruined cloth of the sweater covering it, hoping to offer some amount of relief. “It’s okay, sweetheart, we can get you upstairs and I’ll take care of your hands when you’re ready.”

After a few more minutes, he was finally ready to head upstairs to receive some medical attention from you. With your help, you brought him up the stairs and into the kitchen, prompting him to sit down while you grabbed the first-aid kit.

Helping him remove his apron, you went ahead and cleaned off the hard wax from his hands and parts of his neck. Luckily, the burns weren’t too serious so you went ahead and cleaned the slight burns and applied some ointment.

You went to grab him a new sweater and helped him replace the ruined material of his old sweater and threw it away. It needed to be replaced anyway.

Meanwhile, Vincent brought himself over to you and wrapped his arms around you from behind, a silent way of thanks and appreciation for taking care of him.

Lester Sinclair

You and your future husband live just outside of Ambrose, living a rather quiet life with the occasion of Lester helping his brothers keep the roads looking presentable for future kills.

Since Lester tends to give people rides to Ambrose, he doesn't get into trouble very often.

However, you can't help but worry that Lester could run into people that might take advantage of him.

You were in the middle of feeding the dog when you heard the distinct sound of your fiancé's truck rolling into the dirt driveway.

You smiled and patted the dog's head before stepping inside and the smile dropped from your face from what you witnessed.

Your fiancé exited the truck, refusing to look you with a bruised eye, shirt ripped at the collar, and jacket covered in dirt.

The dog came out to greet him, barking excitingly while Lester bent down to pet him.

You felt tears form in your eyes as you quickly walked over.

"What happened to you?!" You asked, kneeling down and gently pushing the dog away to get a better look at your future husband. "Baby, look at me."

Lester glanced towards you before looking away in shame. "I'm sorry..." He mumbled, "I don't want ya to see me like this."

You shook your head before cupping his face, making him keep focusing on you. "Baby, don't hide from me. What happened?" You asked, stroking his cheek while looking over his bruised face.

"I picked up some people few miles back. They saw my ring and kept makin' jokes. Said some bullshit about you and I saw red." He replied, before covering your hand with his own still on his cheek. "They fuckin' kicked my ass, baby."

You felt the tears return before pulling him close, sniffling as he returned the embrace. "Are you okay though?"

"Yeah...just my ego is a bit bruised." He replied. "I don't want ya thinking I can't protect ya..."

You chuckled softly and pulled away slightly. "Baby, I don't want you to protect me. All I want is for you to be okay and safe."

You played with the golden band around his finger with a small smile. "Let's go get you an ice pack, okay?"

Lester let out a small smile and nodded. "You always know what to say." He replied before following you into the house.

After grabbing an ice pack from the fridge, you quickly placed it on his sore eye before giving him a small kiss on the forehead.

Giving him a moment to himself, you went to the phone plugged into the wall.

It was time to give Bo and Vincent a much needed call.

Nobody fucks with their brother and gets away with it.

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kerokreature · 1 year

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Some Sinclair Headcannons because I have brain rot

These are Sinclair Brothers and Reader who cooks for them a lot

Enjoy

Absolutely lost his shit when he found out you know how to cook and cook well because of his little domestic fantasy

Begs you too cook for him and the family like. “Please Darlin’ can you make another pot roast.” “Please sweetheart can you just fix me something and bring it down into town?”

He’s a southern boy, which means you will absolutely absolutely be making him shit like okra? But especially since this Louisiana he’s going to lose it when you make things like Jambalaya, Crayfish, Étouffée etc

If you bake on top of it he’s gonna lose his shit.

Like I think he kinda subtly has a sweet tooth and especially likes snacks

So if you like bake cookies or something he can just munch on during the day? Game fucking over.

He’s going to be such a flirt when you’re cooking or baking

He’s going to be downright dirty bab out it

Regardless of gender he’s going to call his little house wife, emphasis on his.

He’s the most likely to gift you his mom’s old recipe cards

Lester

Coming in with the excited “Shit you can cook too!?”

Loves anything you make

Prepare to work with some road kill, boy straight up said it’s a waste of meat

But road venison is good as hell, you’re gonna be making deer steaks 10/10

He’ll be so gentle about his requests. “My possum do you think it’d be too much trouble to make some soup”

When you make it he’ll shower you in praise and gentle kisses, he’d be so excited, he would eat every bite

He’d be over excited if you ever packed him a lunch like

He’d just give you that big lop sided grin, turn those soft eyes on you and kiss your forehead. He’d be so so touched

He’s a good respectful southern boy so he wouldn’t go in your kitchen while you’re cooking.

If you also bake boy would he be excited, I picture him losing his mind for cakes especially

Like a rich chocolate cake that’s really spongy and some coffee?? Oh yeah that’s the life

Vincent

He would think it’s beautiful that you cook

He would love to watch you cook, he’d likely sketch you doing so

I feel like he’d bring you cookbooks and recipe cards

He’d be so delicate if you let him help, carefully handing you herbs and spices and watching the perfect mixture you’re creating

Even if you’re a chaotic ass cook (see: author) he’d think you’re perfect, that it’s even more of an art form that you can be so messy and make perfect food

He wouldn’t ever allow you to say something didn’t turn out right. You are not allowed to doubt your cooking, your art . He won’t have it.

He’d be gentle in shushing you, sighing at you that it’s perfect, and he’d make sure you saw him eat every last bite.

I don’t think he’d request things per se unless you asked him what he wanted and then he’d probably sign his response after some thought.

He’s shower you in affection over what you make him, and likely make you something as a gift in return

He doesn’t have as much of a sweet tooth as the other two but he’d still love if you bake

I think his favorite would be Beignets.

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a-writer-on-elm-street · 1 year

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Matching Christmas Pajamas With The Sinclairs

mentioned: bo sinclair, vincent sinclair, lester sinclair

a/n: thank you so much anon for this request. this was so much fun to write! :) and i'm sorry it's so late, i've had really bad writer's block lately aha

Bo Sinclair

Bo would be having none of it.

When you first propose the idea, he doesn't even hesitate before telling you no.

But after arguing with him about it for a while, he finally agrees to it, but only if you give him something in return.

You're not allowed to pick out anything too cheesy though, so you end up settling for some red, snowflake patterned pajamas.

Bo lasts probably about an hour before he's changing his shirt to a plain black t-shirt. He keeps the pajama pants on though, which is something you suppose.

Vincent Sinclair

He would be unsure about the idea at first, worried that Bo would tease him about it.

But after seeing how much it means to you, he would eventually agree to it.

He's never had any Christmas traditions, considering what his family were like, so he's excited to start this one with you.

Although he doesn't fully understand how wearing matching reindeer pajamas is supposed to be fun.

He tends to work on his sculptures sometimes at night though so the pajamas will eventually become slightly covered in wax.

Lester Sinclair

He loves the idea.

And he's not as much of a grinch as Bo, so when you present matching elf pajamas to him, he's ecstatic.

He insists on wearing them every night.

He's also happy to finally be able to be involved in a Christmas tradition, considering his parents barely paid him any attention as a child.

He tells you all the time how cool he thinks you both look because he's genuinely happy to be matching with you.

[Main Masterlist] [Bo Masterlist] [Vincent Masterlist] [Lester Masterlist] [12 Days Of Christmas Blurbs]

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suvidrache · 8 months

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Making Him Things

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Word Count: 287 | Read it on AO3

Summary: S/O loves to make him things. Featuring: Vincent, Lester, and Bo.

Vincent Sinclair absolutely loves everything that you make him. He would have all of it on his desk. Displayed in the museum with "do not touch" signs. He'd have some of it in his bedroom. Sometimes, he frequently moves your stuff from the museum to his room. He wants to display it for the world to see, but at the same time, he doesn't want them ruining it, and so sometimes your stuff is there, sometimes it isn't. He would also make you items and display it in the museum or give it to you.

Lester has a full room of your stuff. He started off by putting it in his room, but over time, the stuff became more and more, so he placed all the things that couldn't fit in his bedroom into the spare room. He leaves the door open because sometimes he just stands in the doorway and admires the things that are there. He gives you anything cool that he can find or anything that he finds that reminds him of you. He wishes he could do better, but he knows that he isn't a great artist - he'll never be Vincent.

Bo loves the things you make him. He has it everywhere. His room, the shop, and various places in the house that he frequents. He enjoys seeing your work and adding to his collections. He would ask Vincent to make you items and then Bo gives them to you, as if he bought something for you or maybe even made it for you. He can't make things. You both know that. The best he could do is fix up a car and give it to you, but he wants something more special.

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visceravalentines · 2 years

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Sleepy Sinclair Headcanons

Thinking about them falling asleep helps me fall asleep.

Lester

Lester sleeps in plaid pajama pants always, and rotates through a selection of band tees, bar tees, and tank tops. No socks unless he’s sleeping at his little cabin in the woods, then sometimes he likes the extra warmth.

Sleeps curled up like a little creature in a den. Head is covered by the blankets or even sometimes by his pillow. Never gets too hot or freaks out about only breathing that warm air. Snores, but like a cute sleepy snore.

Normal person body temperature when he sleeps. If it’s cold out, he’s cold. If it’s hot, he’s hot.

Has to have some kind of white noise to sleep. When he’s out in nature, this is provided by the insects and night sounds. When he’s at the house, he’ll leave his window open or sleep with a fan on for the noise.

Absolutely adores sleeping under the stars. Has been known to take a pillow and blanket out on the roof on clear summer nights. Sometimes sleeps in a hammock in the yard or sets up camp in the back of Bo’s truck. His cabin has skylights above the bed so even when it’s not comfortable to actually sleep outside he can still see the sky.

Pretty solid sleeper. Mumbles nonsense in his sleep. Will not remember a lick of it in the morning. Not super prone to nightmares. His brothers helped create happy memories in the midst of a traumatic childhood and he has a lot of time to think out on the road by himself. He’s made a lot of peace with himself, his parents, and his past, more so than the twins have.

When sharing his bed with you, the two of you are tangled up like vines, burrowed in like bunnies. All cuddle positions are created equal. Will happily sleep this way too, no squirming away in the middle of the night.

Vincent

It gets hot in the basement despite it being underground. There’s a lot of machinery running during the day and Vinny keeps the heat up so the wax is more malleable. In the Louisiana climate it takes a while for things to cool back down so Vincent sleeps shirtless, wearing sweatpants or maybe even just his underwear depending on the season. No socks. Never socks. Death before dishonor.

Looks like a literal angel when he sleeps. Often on his back with his arms above his head, more often on his stomach with his head turned in profile on the pillow.

Always too hot. Another reason for sleeping shirtless. The covers on his cot downstairs consist of a single thin blanket. Upstairs in his bedroom he usually sleeps with a single blanket or sheet only.

Sometimes his hair is up, sometimes it’s down. If it’s a particularly muggy day he gets annoyed with it sticking to his neck and he’ll tie it up before bed. His mask is always off for sleeping and he cleanses, tones, and moisturizes his skin every night without fail.

Has to sleep with a light on. It’s not that he’s afraid of the dark, it’s that he gets up a lot in the night and would prefer to be able to see. Before meeting you, he would leave a candle burning all night, because everything the Sinclair family touches is a fire hazard. You have insisted he instead use a fake candle or one of those salt lamps. The fake candle is an affront to his sensibilities but he agrees you have a point.

Sleeps for two hours at a time tops. Constantly getting up to get a drink, take a piss, pace around his workshop. If he’s sleeping upstairs he’ll get up and eat a bowl of cereal at 2 AM. Doesn’t have a lot of nightmares but has semi-regular night terrors that are absolutely bloodcurdling. It sort of helps if he doesn’t sleep for long stretches, but also, he’s just a restless mind. Sometimes you’ll stir in the middle of the night and find him sitting and watching you, sketching or just watching, nursing a cup of tea.

Sleeps in the basement when he’s in a creative period, which is usually the case. If he’s between projects, or suffering from artist’s block, or just finally ready to see some scenery outside of the basement, he’ll wander upstairs for bed.

Will snuggle with you until you’re asleep, and then he will carefully extricate himself so he doesn’t disturb you when he gets up. Favorite position is big spoon, or you with your head on his chest and his arm around you.

Sleeps in a tee, often a thin white cotton one, and his boxers. Wears SOCKS about half the time like a MADMAN. And they’re those stereotypical calf-length ones too with the red stripe around the cuff.

Takes up the entire bed. Sprawls on his back with arms and legs akimbo. Snores so loud he wakes himself up sometimes. Also rolls like a log in his sleep, somehow remains unconscious despite thrashing around like a fish.

Bo runs hot, always. That plus the constant motion means he often sleeps with little more than a sheet whether or not there were other blankets there to begin with.

Has to have a glass of water by his bed at all times. Refills it every night before bed because who likes the taste of stale water? (Nobody.)

Does a complete sweep of the house every night before he turns in. Checks to make sure all the doors are locked and the windows are shut. Doesn’t make a big deal out of it at all, but by god, even if he’s wasted, he will stumble around the house and make sure his family is secure.

Sleeps like the dead. Cannot be woken up for love nor money. The only exception is this: if you try to sneak in, out, or past him, he is immediately awake and alert. If someone were to try the doorknob on the front door he would know about it. Call his name, shake his shoulder, slap his face? No luck. Whisper that you think you might’ve heard something? He heard it too and he’s already downstairs with a shotgun.

Has pretty frequent nightmares and jolts awake soaked in sweat. If he is sleeping alone, he will often stay awake for a while until the fear has faded. If you are there, he will attach himself to you like a creeper vine and fall back asleep much quicker.

This man was literally born a little spoon and that has never changed. Enjoys cuddling with you in all positions but when it’s time for sleeping, he will roll over and scootch that ass back against you and falls asleep well before you detach yourself to prevent overheating since he is the temperature of the sun.

Bonus: Jonesy!!!

This girl has many beds. She has a dog bed in the living room. She has a doghouse in the backyard. She has a bed in Vinny’s workshop. She has a special blanket in Bo’s room. She has Lester.

During the day she often forgoes all of these places in favor of a nice sunny patch where she can sprawl.

At night she chooses her favorite sleeping companion based on a mysterious set of factors. You and Lester are the only ones that let her sleep on the bed. Bo would rather die, and frankly, Jonesy does not enjoy being kicked accidentally by a sleeping menace. Vincent lets her on his cot when he’s not using it, but it is not super comfy for both of them to sleep on at the same time.

When Lester is home, Lester is the favorite, no questions asked. When Vincent gets up in the middle of the night and goes to the kitchen to forage, Jonesy will meet him there, squinting in the fluorescents, making sure he’s okay. She seems to have a knack for predicting Bo’s nightmares and will either settle down in his room or will get up from wherever she’s sleeping to go sit by his bed. Does this occasionally scare the shit out of him? Yes. But she’s doing her best and he knows it.

Jonesy is best girl end of story.

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missjellyhead · 2 years

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I love your writing and I saw your requests were open, this is perhaps very specific and maybe dumb lmao so if you think it's dumb you don't have to answer it.

What are your headcanons on how the sinclair brothers, Thomas, and Brahams would react to a s/o that barely eats? In my head, a couple of them wouldn't realistically know what an eating disorder is, or maybe wouldn't even notice, but what's your take on it?

HEADCANON | slashers with a gn!s/o who barely eats

includes brahms heelshire, thomas hewitt, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair and lester sinclair.

note: I am back! I've been away for a while for personal reasons and I have so many requests, so sorry for the delay. I don't know much about eating disorders either, but I did some research before writing. Sorry if I messed up somewhere!

Warnings: eating disorder.

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

Brahms has probably read about eating disorders, but it wasn't something he made much of.

And he still doesn't give much importance even when he realizes that you don't usually eat.

The possibility of you having some disorder didn't even cross your mind.

I think he would be so interested in other things that he wouldn't even talk about it.

But if you get to mention to him that you have an eating disorder, you can be sure he'll worry.

Why does this mean that your s/o's health is impaired, right? And tragedy can happen, right?!

And if you die or get hospitalized or whatever, this man doesn't want to be alone!

Brahms creates a lot of paranoia.

Brahms takes care of his things and keeps them in order.

And you are his!

He will try to help you minimally, but expects you to help yourself too.

THOMAS HEWITT

Thomas doesn't know what an eating disorder is.

But anyway, he's super worried about you not eating.

He wants to see you strong and healthy!

He will ask Luda May to make her favorite dishes (or at least try, as she may not have the necessary ingredients) in the hopes that this will encourage you to eat.

If that doesn't work he will be just as sad and more worried than before.

I truly believe that this man will give you food in your mouth.

Seriously, he just does it because he's already desperate enough to do well.

The subject of "eating disorder" will come to him randomly, when he hears two victims talking about it.

And then he realizes that might be what you have.

Thomas won't talk about his suspicions to you, but he will watch you closely in order to diagnose you.

(Obviously there's no doctor in that place to tell you what's really going on with you, so it's up to Thomas to draw his own conclusions.)

If you really have an eating disorder, he will hug you affectionately, trying to convey some security.

He wants to help you. Everything will be fine, don't worry!

Other family members will likely find out, and some of them won't be very kind about it.

Hoyt will say it's fresh and you have to stop being an idiot.

Luda May will scold Hoyt. She will be one of the Hewitt members who will support you and try to help you.

Monty doesn't care, but he looks at you weird.

Thomas will make sure these things don't affect you.

Lots of angry looks for Monty and Hoyt and lots of kisses for you.

BO SINCLAIR

Bo Sinclair knows what an eating disorder is, but doesn't know much about it.

And he didn't care that you didn't eat.

Because he never imagined that your case would be an eating disorder, only that you had little appetite.

So why bother?

In addition, he would only notice your lack of appetite when you started to lose weight.

But it still didn't feel like something that needed attention.

It will only intervene if the situation worsens.

Wants to force you to eat.

It probably won't work and he'll be frustrated.

It will put you up against the wall and ask what the hell is wrong with you.

He is shaken and distressed.

He's afraid you might pass out or something.

Bo doesn't know how to show his feelings, though.

Over time it will soften.

On days when his appetite is less he pats his head and says "go eat".

He hopes it will work, although he knows it's not enough.

Bo is still thinking of ways to help you.

VINCENT SINCLAIR

Vincent spends a lot of time focused on his art, trapped in that basement.

He didn't realize you weren't eating well.

Bo who warned him (in a very rude way).

Then he started to notice how you had no appetite.

Will worry instantly.

But Vincent has no idea how to help you.

Vincent will ask Bo for suggestions.

Bo will say "It's not my problem".

Poor Vincent.

He's not sure what an eating disorder is, but he'll think about it.

He knows it's a sensitive subject, so he has no idea how to talk about it with you.

Try to be as pleasant as possible when he asks you if you suffer from an eating disorder.

If you admit it, he'll hug you and pat you affectionately on the back.

Vincent doesn't speak, but tries to look like he cares.

If you deny that he has a disorder, he will be suspicious and not believe it, but he wants to make it clear that he supports you even if you don't confess.

He hugs you too.

It will watch you more closely, watching how much you eat.

Try to find tasty foods to influence you to eat.

Even if they are not healthy.

He just wants you to eat and be well.

LESTER SINCLAIR

So sad.

What's wrong? Please talk to him!

Similar to Bo, Lester will only notice your lack of appetite once you start losing weight.

But unlike his older brother, Lester wants to understand what's going on right away, because he's extremely worried about you.

He himself goes many hours without eating because of work.

He drives along the roads picking up hit-and-runs and forgets to eat.

Did the same happen to you? Were you so busy you forgot to eat?

Difficult, considering you have nothing to occupy yourself in the cabin in the woods you two live in.

Maybe boredom took away your appetite? Was that possible?

Well, he didn't know what was going on and how to make you eat.

Lester is going to make some trips into town and buy you some delicious food.

(It doesn't cook well, so it's the only option.)

He'll offer you any edible wild plants he finds around as well.

They're not very appetizing, but he expects you to eat them.

sorry for any spelling mistakes, english is not my first language

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vincent-sinclair-deserved-better · 10 months

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I'd get up early to remind Lester to put in sunscreen before leaving every day, eventually witness him doing it half-heartedly and therefore go to show him how it's done properly

cue me getting up early every day to put on his sunscreen

one day, Bo sees me do this and insists that if I want him to use sunscreen, I'll have to do it for him as well

therefore turning me into the last bastion between these awful manchildren and skin cancer /j

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frenziedslashers · 1 year

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Hello can I request a post about slashers with a Charlotte La Bouff kinda reader?

If you can't its no problem.

Well bye bye

Omg I love this idea 😭😭 I am going to be shortening my slasher list so I can do more of these and not feel as overwhelmed. So if there is a slasher on here that I did not go over and you wanted me to feel free to send in another ask my friend!

Slashers with a Charlotte La Bouff S/O (Implied NSFW with some):

Thomas Hewitt:

He would love it, personally

I think he would find it so amazing how bubbly and loving you are. You would probably be one of the few extroverted people that he can handle without you draining his social battery

The love and tenderness that you give to him he absolutely yearns for

Plus he just likes your positivity towards everything. It's something that he often needs in his life with how grim and dull it is.

So he keeps you away from all the bad things that he does and has you helping Mama most of the time. He even give you chances to leave if you really want to. With having you around he sometimes feels like you're a butterfly he has trapped in a jar. So beautiful yet unable to stretch your wings fully. So he makes sure that you know you have a chance to leave when his family isn't looking.

Bubba Sawyer:

He LOVES it loves it.

He likes your attitude so much and if you dress all pretty like she does that's just icing on the cake. Poor Bubba is so head over heels for you, he'd fold if you looked at him the right way.

He would love it if you did his makeup for him if that was something that you do. He just loves your style and the products that you have. He even gets Drayton to go out and get you new stuff if you need any.

He likes how kind hearted you are too. He might cry a little if you're too nice to him, poor guy is so touch starved he doesn't know what to do with your gentle touches and words of affection.

He also lets you know that you have a chance to leave if you really want to.

OG Michael Myers:

He hates it at first. Truly it was more of a reason to kill you,, but he soon figures out that you're nice to everyone. Literally everyone.. and that intrigues him. Especially with how closed minded the people of his home town can be.

He keeps an eye on you for quite a while, and if you ever run into trouble with anyone, you soon find out the next day that they "disappeared".

When the two of you do end up "meeting" he is very insistant that you are now his, so to speak. He, unlike Bubba and Thomas, does not care if you feel like a butterfly trapped in a jar. Call him a butterfly collector in this instance, because he's confident that he will have you as his own.

He likes how nice you are, it's a nice change, but he also likes how gullible you are too. Easy for him to manipulate.

You really aren't going anywhere once he gets ahold of you.

RZ Michael Myers:

This michael is pretty much the same as OG michael. He's just more interested in you from the beginning and you notice him sooner.

He thinks that you can be his spouse in his shitty little family that he wants to reunite. So he wants you to meet his mother and sister, eventually. He wants his family together.

He thinks that his mom would like you, which is really why he takes a liking to you so quickly.

Vincent Sinclair:

The man is stopping in his tracks the moment he sees you in the museum with your friends. He thinks you're so facinating and neat, how pretty and bubbly you are. It warms his insides, truly. Especially if he witnesses or finds out that you were just as sweet and nice to his brothers as you are your friends.

He has to decide if he wants you in his museum or for himself. I mean, he wants to preserve your beauty afterall, but he decides on the latter, requesting to his brothers that they spare you. He wants to keep your kindness if you'll let him.

That isn't too hard of a decision either if you end up accidentally meeting him and you're kind to him, unlike your friends or past tourists. It gets him all flustered and he hardly knows what to do. He hasn't really ever had anyone be as nice as you are to him right now. It just sweetens the deal that Vincent wants you to himself.

Lester Sinclair:

He's kind of confused, honestly. I mean, you're so sweet, and hell-a attractive, but you're being sweet to him? A stinky guy who thinks he's the least attractive guy in Louisiana? Well shucks, he hardly knows what to do.

So he tells you a joke, and then another, and another, until you're a laughing mess and your friends are groaning and grumbling. He finds your laugh so mesmerizing, he could listen to it all day if he could. He'd be more than happy to make this ride last a lot longer than it is.

When you all get to the town, instead of leaving like normal, he stays and escorts you all to Bo. He claims it's in order to make sure you all stay safe. No telling what sort of critters could wander into town, or weird homeless people wandering the countryside. If you call him anything like your "knight in shining armor", bro is absolutely folding and blushing like a teenager. He doesn't know what to do with himself.

When you all find Bo, Bo takes notice that Lester is still there in town. He also takes notice of who his little brother is eyeing up the whole encounter and it brings a smirk to his face. Lester doesn't even have to ask and Bo knows that you're to be unharmed. Bo has a lot more sinister ideas that could be done for you, such as holding you hostage and using you to their advantage, but Lester is too mesmerized by your kindness to think that way. You've truly blinded the guy and all he wants is for you to stay and call him cute. He's like a dog at your feet, and you hardly know it.

Bo Sinclair:

Oh, he likes it, in more ways than one.

You're sweet demeanor has him buzzing with a feeling he hasn't felt in years. Your compliments and kindness only fuels his ego, and it has him wanting more. Plus, he finds you appealing. He just knows with the right words he could potentially make you his pillow prince(ss). He isn't complaining if you have a secret dominant side to you that you hide, though.

He likes how flirty you get, yet how innocent it all seems. You truly are like royalty in his shitty little wax town, and he wants you for his own.

He does end up keeping wooing you one way or another. He doesn't have his southern charm for nothing. If he wants something or someone, Bo will do everything in his power to get it. Whether you stay alive after or not is truly up to you. Will you stay with him and his brothers, or will you try and run?

Otis Driftwood:

A lot like Bo he likes the appeal to you. The fact that he just knows that he could have you on your back underneath him in no time is a challenge that he is willing to take. He wants you for his own, a trophy that he cn gloat about to anyone he pleases.

He also won't admit it, but he liked the way that you treat he and his family when you first arrive. God, the things he would do for someone who would act interested in his conspiracies and rants. He'd kill, goddammit.

So, Otis will be keeping you around and convince you into thinking that your friends left you behind for as long as he can keep it that way. He is making sure that you can't leave, too.

Baby Firefly:

Baby loves it a lot, actually. You're just so sweet and kind. She could just eat you up, really. She wants you to stay around for as long as you can, enough for her to convince you to stay at least. She could use someone else with a bubbly personality around the place.

She also really likes it if you do makeup. She wants you to do hers, and for you to check out her own makeup and would love if you could give her some feedback on it. She also wants to show you her show during the family talent show. She's definitely asking if you could join her on a duet sometime, too.

She convinces herself that you are staying, and if your friends show an interest in leaving, she will get rid of them before they can convince you to leave with them. She is keeping you around no matter what.

Brahms Heelshire:

You come to the mannor as his new nanny and he is intrigued from the moment that you walked through the door.

He loves everything about you, even if you decide not to wear vibrant colors one day around the mannor. You are still brightening the place up with your personality and he loves that. He also loves that you are so caring with the doll. It shows him how caring you are and in a way he envy's the doll. He wishes it were really him that you were reading to. His head in your lap while you play with his hair. It's something that he daydreams about a lot.

When he does finally show himself to you, he's happy if you accept him. Super happy, actually. Even if it does take you a while to fully get comfortable with him.

He loves how patient you are with him, especially if you're very motherly with him. He just loves it, and he loves you. He is super thankful that it was you that came to stay at the mannor.

He will find a way to keep you there with him, too. He's probably more successful than most the people on this list when it comes to the keeping you alive part. He has a 50/50 chance of charming you enough for you to stick around at least.

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dr-goatman · 9 months

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all 3 of the sinclair boys got a praise kink, and im not taking criticism on that

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small-sinclair · 10 months

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Could you do any slashers of your choosing with a S/O that wants cats, a lot of cute kitty cats? Just wondering

Because I feel like it fits with these three the most: Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair

Slashers with a S/o that loves cats

Thomas Hewitt

Him liking cats makes since because he lives out in the country and his family used to have barn cats.

And he used to pet them when he was a kid and play with them.

So, when he sees you come home with a box full of kittens, his murdering heart melts.

He picks up a loud, screaming kitten and cradles it in his big arms, humming happily.

He plays with them when no one is looking, too. Like, he got a red lazier for them to play.

The orange kitten, Curtis, is the one that hangs out with Thomas. He sits on his shoulder like a bird and chirps happily while he butchers and works.

Vincent Sinclair

Yes, he has a dog.

Yes, he also wants a shit tone of cats.

He loves how they sit on his lap and make biscuits, purring loudly, and chirping. He loves it.

He doesn’t want them in his workplace in fear of them getting burned by wax.

If his s/o finds a pregnant cat and bring them back to Ambrose, he’ll make a comfortable nest and make sure the Mama Cat is okay through the whole thing.

Six cats are born, and one of them looks like Vincent: a white car with a black spot on the right side of his face.

You name it Lil Vin.

Lil Vin likes to play with Vincent’s shoe laces and with little paper balls. She’s a playful little thing.

Lester Sinclair

Let’s face it, he’s an animal lover!

When you bring him some little kittens and cats, let’s say 7, the man lays down on the floor with his arms open for the kittens the climb on him.

He stays still as he feels the paws over him, awing at a cat that’s curled next to him to sleep.

He’ll make sure they’re all chipped and fixed, too.

There’s a grey tiger cat that loves to be with him. He’s named it Owl because it fits.

Owl will chase mice and kill them, bring it back to him proudly. He goes with Lester on his rides and will eat out of the kill pit if no one is looking.

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loveandmurders · 9 months

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Hiii 🥰 I saw ur Sinclair daughter fics and there so cute!

And I was thinking what If Lester was her fav like she is always following him when she was young and liked to wait for him to come back from ‘ work’ and stuff like that. How would the brothers react? Idk i thought it was cute man ( And if ur not writing or taking asks so feel free to ignore )

Hello love! Thank you so much for your kind words and request! <3

I hope you'll enjoy this <3

YOU'RE MY FAVOURITE!

Warnings: no proof reading, mentions of murders, angst & fluff.

As a baby, you always wanted to be in Lester’s arms.

If you were with one of the twins, the instant you would see Lester, you would want him more than anyone else.

No need to say it was hurting Bo and Vincent quite a lot. But they never said anything because Lester’s eyes always lit up in such a happy way whenever you were asking for him.

He had never been anyone’s favourite so the idea that he could be yours was brightening his whole existence.

When you were crying, he was the one who could appease you.

More than once, the twins found the two of you sleeping on the couch. They hated how adorable you looked together and they were always careful to not wake you up.

No matter how jealous they truly were.

As a baby, the twins could easily “kidnap” you from Lester to spend some time with you. But it started to be a lot more difficult when you learnt how to walk and hence be more independent.

You were literally glued to Lester’s side, always holding his hand or staying upward by leaning on his legs.

You were often on his lap when you were watching TV all together or when you were eating.

Lester took you with him to errands and to find road kills.

The twins weren’t too happy, but at the same time they agreed it was safer for you to be with Lester than being around when tourists were there.

They all wanted to keep you away from the mess Ambrose could be and the best way was with you staying by Lester’s side. You were of course completely oblivious to what was going on.

As you grew up, Bo wanted you at home more often so he could teach you how to be the future head of the Sinclair family.

Vincent also started to teach you how to read and to write, and to do maths, and all the basic knowledge you would need in your life.

The twins, and especially Vincent, had always been better at school than Lester so they had this advantage: they were better teachers than their kid brother.

But at the instant you would hear Lester coming back home, you would forget about anything else and ran to jump into his arms.

He always chuckled and brightly smiled at such a warm welcome. He hugged you every time and kissed your pretty face while you were giggling.

Vincent tried very hard to not show how jealous he felt. He was happy his brother was loved that much but he also wanted you to be that demonstrative with himself.

Even if he didn’t want to admit it, he was “glad” you were acting like that with Bo too. He would have been completely heartbroken if he was the only one who wasn’t being loved by you.

Bo had a lot more difficulty not being rude to Lester because of this. He was a lot harsher to Lester and was always finding something to blame him for.

Lester wasn’t stupid and he knew why Bo was acting that way, even if he never called out his big brother on his behaviour.

No one ever said anything to you because they all wanted the best for you.

But the twins were quite worried that one day you would want to just live with Lester at his own place.

But you never asked for such a thing because Ambrose was your true home.

And more than once, you asked Lester why he wasn’t living with you all.

The twins were more than happy to use you to convince Lester he really should live back in Ambrose. In the end, he agreed for you.

The twins thought it was really the only silver lining for you being so in love with Lester.

One day, as you were a young teen, Lester sat you down. It was the only and last time he had been that serious with you.

“Y/N” he started “Can’t express how blessed I feel for all the love ya ever gave me. And I love ya too. More than absolutely anythin’ in this whole world. But ya need to give a little bit more of that love to Vincent and Bo too” he told you

You had been very surprised and you tried to deny having a favourite.

But you knew you were more easily arguing with Bo than with Lester. You were also starting to spend a lot less time with Vincent.

Lester was fully aware of how the relationship between you and the twins was slowly getting damaged. And he truly didn’t want that.

He wanted his family to be happy. He wanted things to be peaceful.

“What do ya wanna me to do?” you asked Lester

“Ya good at drawin’. ‘M sure Vinny’d be happy to create somethin’ with ya from time to time. Ya could ask him how to sculpt wax. He’d be thrilled, and ‘m sure ya’d’ve a great time too” he advised and truth be told, you thought it would be nice too. “For Bo, don’t argue that often. Hug him whenever he comes back from the garage, kiss him goodnight, call him father and sometimes ask to help fix a car with him. He’d really like that” Lester continued and you could see how it would indeed make things better with Bo.

“But I like to be with ya the best” you whined and Lester tenderly smiled at you

“Me too, baby. But we’re a family and everyone deserves your love here” he replied “ya get that?” he hummed and you quickly nodded

The next day, you actually kissed everyone good morning, which pleased the twins, as they often had to ask for it.

In the afternoon, you shyly knocked at the basement door and asked Vincent if he could show you how to sculpt wax and maybe do a little figurine together. You really didn’t expect the masked twin to be that excited about it. He instantly dropped whatever he was doing to settle everything you both needed on the kitchen table. You had to admit you enjoyed sculpting a lot more than you thought. You both lose track of time and you didn’t even hear Lester coming back home. He watched Vincent and you from the entrance of the kitchen, with a little smile, before you noticed him and jumped into his arms. But instead of asking to do something with him, you told him you really needed to finish the sculpture first. Lester sat at the kitchen table and watched Vinny and you happily bonding.

When Bo saw this, as he came back home at the end of the day, he wasn’t certain if he was feeling even more jealous or if he should be hopeful that you would also like to spend time with him soon.

Lester tucked you to bed that night and told you how proud he was and how an amazing baby girl you were. You enjoyed the praises a lot, and you had noticed how tender Vincent got with you, and you also liked that.

The next day, you knew you had to spend some time with Bo even if he was the one you found the most difficult to be with. It was quite hot that day, so you prepared him some lemonade and you brought it to the garage. You weren’t often going there so when Bo heard your little footsteps, he was quick to move from beneath the car and worriedly ask you if everything was alright. You realised at this instant how much you were cared for. You nodded and smiled “Thought ya’d be thirsty” you gestured toward the drinks. Bo smiled back and he sincerely thanked you. His smile only widened when you asked him to show you how to fix a car and to teach you the tools’ names and what they were for.

You were far from stupid so you noticed how relaxed and gentle Bo got with you at the end of the day. He even carried you on his shoulders back home.

You also noticed how the twins seemed in a better mood around Lester and you understood that showing he was your favourite was breaking your family apart. And you didn’t want that.

You slowly learnt to find a form of equity between all the men caring for you. And things were really going better.

As you grew up, Vincent helped you to enhance your art, but also to quietly kill people. Bo showed you how to drive and to fight for your life. Lester taught you how to follow tracks and to look innocent.

And even if Lester would forever be your favourite, you managed to get the three brothers completely wrapped around your little finger.

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Honestly love your writing :3

How about some filthy Lester smut, if you need specifics I’m down for overstimulation and petplay. If you aren’t comfortable with any of that you can pick :) I just need more content with Lester

I have never tried petplay before but imma go for it😻💕 I added a little more content for Lester!

"Bark for me, my bitch"

Warning: 18+ smut (Petplay😻)

Characters: Lester Sinclair x reader

You knew something was peculiar when Lester handed you a gift box and told you to open it once he comes tomorrow night. You couldn't help but take a sneak peek of what your present was. Long and behold, some dog ears and a butt plus tail. You even saw a leash with your name on it that said " owned by Lester Sinclair" Oh wow that really turned you on.

You took a quick look around the house if anyone was there. Good thing bo was out and about and Vincent was too focused on his artwork to even acknowledge your presence when you came down to his studio. You closed the door to your room and took off your clothes. You can't wait till Lester gets back and choke you on that very leash you were wearing. You adjusted the leash to be a little tighter as you start helping yourself. You slowly rubbed your clit as you groped your breasts imagining Lester coming home and you were on all fours, Your ass displaying to him as he spanked it. Thinking how he would make you beg and howl ,treating you nothing but a slut.

You rubbed your clit faster as you teased your nipples between your fingers. You let out a small moan as you yanked the leash. You wanted more, more sensation to make you orgasm so you started fingering yourself. You felt the wetness of your pussy just thinking about him and it felt amazing but not enough. You took out the dildo from the bedside drawer and inserted it into your cunt. Sliding it in and out as your other finger slowly rubbing your clit. That was more like it, as you felt a knot formed in your stomach. You thrust the dildo even faster making you moan louder.

But poor you, Lester is back home. He looked all over the living room, kitchen and even the studio in the basement until he got closer to your shared bedroom and heard you moan like a whore. You started without him? Oh he's pissed and rather aroused hearing you like that. He opened the door softly not to disturb you and walked in on your legs far apart, your pussy oozing with wetness and your face. Your slutty expressions and moans, it turned him on. He waited till you noticed him watching you but you were too busy fucking yourself.

Your legs start to shake as your dildo keeps destroying your beautiful pussy. The knot finally snapped as you scream like a bitch feeling an electric shock of orgasm. You took it out, that's when you saw Lester standing in front of you. Oh shit, This is going to be bad.

He was not mad but a bit disappointed you started early. You grabbed the dildo and threw it across the room. Seeing your flushed face after realizing he was watching you made him want to make you cum more and more. he grabbed you by the leash and asked "Sweetie, that looked amazing. Now show me more of that cute face of yours while i fuck your cunt." He took off his pants and revealed his boner. Now you're regretting it, you just orgasmed and now you're getting fucked again.

He's not going to fuck you just yet. He took two of fingers and started fingering you roughly. You screamed and shaked by the sudden pleasure. "Babe! I just came! I can't take it!" Too bad. Hes going to make you cum and cum until you pass out. "Well that's too bad bitch. Now bark for me" He picked up the pace as you made cute whimpers and barking sounds for him. It was embarrassing but you can't complain.

He smirks at you as he adds another finger inside your cunt."Louder!" You barked louder in command moaning as well in the process. Hes fucking you with his fingers so good, you feel another knot forming. He kept thrusting and thrusting his long slender fingers into you, abusing your g-spot. You screamed in pleasure as your orgasm came. You squirted onto his arm and fingers making the bed wet.

"That's a good bitch. Now it's my turn" as he yanked your leash to get on all fours. You did his command like a good dog, he slapped you with cock and told you to open your mouth. You lovingly sucked his cock and licked his length. He takes the butt plug and inserted it into your tight asshole, You moaned softly. He grabbed you by the hair and you pulled you closer, making you gag. You felt his length hit the back of your throat.

Good thing your cunt got a break...for now. He leads you close to the drawer with your leash and takes out a vibrator. You stopped sucking "Please my pussy cant take too much!" you protested. He puts you on your back and pushes the vibrator in and turns it on then puts you back on all fours to continue sucking on his dick.

You moaned and sloppily sucked his member feeling the vibrations of your cunt. He turned it higher until you gave up and came again.

Poor you, he still was not done! but will gladly give you a 5 minute break until he makes you lose your mind again💕

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