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akiseochi · 6 months
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DAY SIX • WHOLESOME SEX (ft. brahms heelshire)
tw: gn!reader, sucky characterisation probably cause I was on my phone while watching the movies, belly bulge, inexperienced Brahms, technically you’re on top of him idk, no protection :(
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“Brahms, hun…” you sighed, tapping his shoulder for the nth time that hour. “You’ve got to let me get up.”
It’d been like this for a while. He asked you to lay with him for ten minutes and didn’t let you go for an hour, almost two. This wouldn’t be much of a problem if you weren’t busy, but as his… well, nanny, as he called you, you had to make him dinner, else you’d both starve to death.
Maybe not to death.
But you still needed to eat!
“Five more minutes?” He begged, his faux voice soft in your ear. “Please?”
“It’s been almost two hours, baby,” you stroked his hair gently, “what’s up with you today? Is something wrong?”
He let out a breath, nuzzling into your chest comfortably. “Nothing.”
“Are you sure? You don’t get like this often,” you noted, looking down at him with concern. “Don’t lie to me, Brahms.”
He didn’t reply for a moment, shifting a little in your arms, until you felt it. The thick, hard piece of flesh pressing against your thigh from underneath his pants.
“Oh.”
You found yourself speechless for a moment, contemplating on what to do with him now. On one hand, you had no problem helping him, on the other, you knew he enjoyed solving things on his own, at his own pace.
“Do you need help with it, love?”
Surprisingly, he was quick to agree, nodding almost eagerly after a short pause to process. He seemed to get excited at the idea of more than just a good night kiss for once.
He didn’t flinch like he did before, when you were both still getting used to each other, now happily receiving your slow, deliberate touches along his lower body. He was still nervous, as always, but didn’t hesitate so much, even going as far as pressing himself to you or guiding your hand to where he wanted you.
Actually, once you started to stroke him with the intention of getting him off, he stopped you.
“No,” he breathed out heavily, “want you,” he insisted stubbornly.
You froze in place, eyes flicking up to him. “Are you sure, Brahms? You don’t have to push—”
“Yes,” he reached for your thighs, “please?”
Well how could you refuse now?
“Sit up then, let me show you,” you instructed, gently untangling yourself from him to straddle his lap properly.
After a bit of preparation, you were able to warm yourself up enough to stretch yourself over the head of his cock. Despite trying to stay calm for him, you couldn’t help but let out a soft groan, burying your face in his neck.
“You okay?” You checked up on him through clenched teeth. “God, love, you’re big…”
He nodded, inhaling deeply. “Y—yes. Feels good.”
“I’m gonna…” you exhaled, feeling him sink further into you. “I’m gonna start to move, alright?”
With his confirmation, you lowered yourself on him completely. You could swear you saw a bulge in your abdomen as you did, but you didn’t have much time to stare as his hips began to twitch, moving almost automatically to meet yours.
You could feel his hot breath on your throat, teeth latching onto the delicate skin as he pumped in and out erratically, muttering jumbled compliments under his breath.
Your skin felt like it was burning under his touch, and you couldn’t help but curse to yourself as you moved with him, lifting off and coming back down in the same, irregular movements.
“Are you close, love?” You mumbled hazily, looking down at him through your fluttering lashes.
He whimpered in response, nodding quickly as he pistoned in and out of you even faster, desperate.
“Fuck, Brahms, wait—”
You cried out as you felt your muscles tense, pleasure rippling through your body in thrumming waves. He didn’t stop though, not until he came undone as well, mewls of ‘I love you’ falling past his lips until he was gasping for breath and there was a warmth spreading inside your tummy.
With one last exhale, he deflated against you, hiding his face in your chest, scruffy beard tickling your collar.
“Thank you. I love you, (#).”
“Love you too, Brahms.”
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pedzs · 2 months
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Two panel Brahms and Greta F•A•N•A•R•T 🥹
I don’t have anything to add, please enjoy✨
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Haunted
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part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | part six
pairing: brahms x gn!reader
summary: in which the boy who haunted the heelshire mansion finally comes home
warnings: smut, somnophilia, DUBCON, oral sex (m receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, scarring, mentions of abuse
a/n: so this is the final part to this series. i hope you have all enjoyed the series so far, i certainly enjoyed writing it. and thank you to everyone for reading and giving feedback, i really appreciate it. <3
word count: 1956
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Calloused fingers were desperately digging into the flesh of your hips, your joggers pulled down to your knees, as you slowly came into consciousness.
You could feel his hair tickling the back of your neck as he gently thrusted inside of you, coaxing a quiet moan from your lips.
Last night was still fresh in your mind, the smooth porcelain of Brahms' mask against your lips, his growing erection beneath your hand. And now here you were, feigning sleep as Brahms continued to gently push himself inside you.
Another soft moan fell from your lips when he started to pick up the pace, his grip on your hips becoming tighter.
You could hear him groaning behind you, as he brought himself closer to his release, all the while you were remaining limp in his hold.
Brahms hadn't realised you were awake yet, he was too busy focusing on burying himself deeper inside you, dragging more quiet moans from your throat.
Something about using you like this seemed to spark excitement in him, it made him feel alive. He hoped you could at least feel him though, he hoped your moans were a reflection of the moment you were currently sharing.
Unbeknownst to him, however, you were desperately fighting the urge to push back against him, your need for him becoming unbearable. Heat was pooling in your stomach, your skin feeling as though it had been set alight, and you weren't sure how much longer you'd be able to pretend you were asleep.
Fortunately, you were able to remain still, allowing him to continue using you. And once he was finished, you felt him carefully pull out, the mattress lifting behind you as he got up. And you remained where you were, unmoving, as you listened to the sound of his footsteps leaving the room, your door closing behind him.
You decided to wait a moment before getting up, thoughts about what just happened still swirling around your head.
Your stomach was still tingling with excitement as you laid there, clenching your thighs together. You wondered if you would see Brahms around today. You hoped you would see him.
Once it was finally safe for you to move, you sat up, swinging your legs over the side of the bed as you contemplated what just happened.
You hadn't expected things between you to escalate so quickly, yet here you were, your breathing still shallow, and your skin on fire.
You had never thought Brahms would be comfortable moving so quickly like that, but it was clear you had him all wrong. You were just struggling to decide how you would show him your thanks, without scaring him away.
~*~♡~*~
Two slices of toast were waiting on the kitchen table when you finally made it downstairs, a cup of coffee placed beside the small plate.
You couldn't help the warmth that filled your heart as you sat down, picking up a slice.
"Thank you, Brahms!" You called out, your lips pulling into a grin as you ate your breakfast.
You had forgotten what it was like to be happy, and you never thought that you would find happiness again, much less, in the boy who haunted this house.
This place really had become your sanctuary, and you wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
You tried to eat your breakfast slowly, in the hope that maybe Brahms would join you. But even as you got to the last bite, he still hadn't showed, leaving you alone in the kitchen. He had to show up at some point today, surely.
~*~♡~*~
You tried to fight back the disappointment as you tucked the doll into bed, pressing a light kiss to its face.
You'd gone about your day as usual, hoping that Brahms would show at some point, except he never did. You understood that he probably wasn't comfortable around people, but that didn't make it hurt any less.
You thought that after last night, and this morning, that you were making progress with him. You thought that maybe he might be comfortable enough to spend the day with you. Clearly you had gotten it wrong.
Once you were certain you had finished all your tasks for the night, you decided to just go to bed. You weren't really in the mood to do anything else.
But when you entered your room, you almost jumped out of your skin, a dark silhouette lingering by your bed. Brahms.
"You know, you really shouldn't do that." You sighed, walking towards your bed.
He just cocked his head at you, clearly confused.
You just ignored his confusion, simply choosing to keep talking. "I missed you today."
Silence.
"Look, I get that you're shy, but could you try and talk to me?" You asked, moving towards your wardrobe to find your pajamas.
"Kiss?" He finally answered.
You turned around to find him still standing beside your bed, his fingers nervously tugging on the sleeve of his cardigan. You were unable to contain a smile as you watched him from across the room. He looked so unbelievably soft like this, standing there waiting for your response.
You just abandoned your pajamas, walking back towards the bed before gesturing for Brahms to join you under the covers, much like you had done last night. And he quickly complied, sliding in next to you, his eyes still very much visible to you in the dark.
"Do you think I could kiss you...somewhere else?" You asked him, carefully resting your hand over his crotch to let him know what you meant.
You heard him quietly gasp beneath the mask, before he gave you a small nod.
You offered him a silent nod in response, before sitting up, gently pulling the covers from both your bodies.
Brahms watched your every movement as you brought your hands down to his trousers, carefully unzipping them and pulling the material down his body, his already hardening cock now coming into view.
"Tell me if you want me to stop, okay?" You told him, looking right at him as you wrapped your hand around his length.
He just gave you another small nod, his eyes never leaving you as you leaned down to press your lips to his tip, earning a sharp inhale from him.
Brahms could already feel his pulse quickening and he thought his heart was going to shoot out of his chest when you finally closed your lips around him, effortlessly taking him into your mouth.
He was no stranger to the notion of sex, but he never thought it could be like this, so tender, so extraordinary. He had thought what he'd felt this morning was the best thing he could've experienced with you, but clearly he was wrong, because feeling your lips moving around him like this was like heaven to him. He wanted to know what else you could make him feel.
It didn't take long for you to bring Brahms to his release, taking only a few more moments of sucking him off for him to come, the warm salty substance coating your tongue.
You couldn't hide your smile as you pulled off of him, swallowing quickly, as you watched him attempting to catch his breath, his chest heaving.
"Did that feel good, Brahms?" You asked, crawling up the length of his body to straddle his lap.
He nodded.
"Use your words, Brahms." You urged, smiling at him as he sat up slightly. "Please?"
"Yes." He finally answered, although he was no longer looking directly at you, as his eyes were focused on where you were currently straddling him.
You were already feeling that familiar fire coursing through your veins as you looked at him, gently bucking your hips over him. "Please touch me, Brahms."
He complied, reaching down between you to press his fingers to your clothed cunt, his other hand fumbling with the button on your jeans.
"You can take them off." You assured him, your eyes never leaving him as he continued to stare at your crotch.
You waited patiently as he popped the button open on your jeans, pulling the zipper down, and you helped him remove the material, finally managing to discard them on the floor.
You then slipped your underwear down your legs, dropping them to the floor along with your jeans, and suddenly you were much more vulnerable now.
He cautiously moved his hand back between your legs, his fingers brushing your clit. And you found yourself gripping onto his shoulders as he continued rubbing his fingers against you.
"Oh, fuck." You sighed, your skin growing hot as you screwed your eyes shut. "Brahms."
When he finally pushed one of his slender fingers inside you, you gripped his shoulders even tighter, your head falling forward as you tried to keep your composure.
You had never felt such intense pleasure as you did now, with one of Brahms fingers moving carefully inside you. It felt incredible, and you were unsure just how long you would be able to last like this.
It didn't take long for the heat to begin building in your stomach, your grip on him becoming even more forceful as you rocked your hips into his hand, desperately chasing your release.
And Brahms found himself completely in awe as he watched your face, your eyes clenched shut and your mouth agape. It was him who was pulling such a reaction from you, and he felt a strange sense of pride from it. Maybe he could get used to this with you.
It only took a few more pumps of his finger for your release to hit you, pleasure wracking through your body as you cried out his name.
And when he pulled his hand away, you almost flinched from the sudden emptiness.
You climbed off of him, laying down beside him as you caught your breath, and you had never been happier.
"Brahms?" You spoke, gaining his attention as he turned to look at you. "I want to kiss you."
He knew what you meant by that, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to comply to this particular request. He thought about it for a moment, worried that he might scare you away. But as he looked at you, all he could see was sincerity in your eyes. He looked at you and he saw home.
Finally, he reached up, anxiety rising in his chest as he pulled the mask away from his face, revealing the very thing he had been hiding beneath.
And when you saw the scarring across his face, the sadness that you had initially felt for him returned, your chest growing heavy as you took in the sight. It seemed he had been more broken than you thought.
It reminded you of why you had come here in the first place. The memory of your father came to you like a stab in the chest, old injuries once again making themselves known. The countless bruises, both physical and emotional.
You fought to hold back tears as you stared at Brahms, noting the shame in his eyes as he awaited your response.
So you leaned closer to him, placing a gentle hand on the side of his face, before pressing your lips against his, the tears finally escaping from your eyes.
When you parted, Brahms noticed the tears that now stained your skin, so he brought a hand up to your face, his fingers gently wiping them away.
He had lived in this house all his life, but not once had it ever felt like a home. At least not until you.
And now, as he watched your face in the dark, his fingers gliding along your skin, he knew he was finally home.
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ashill23 · 23 days
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icey-wifeyy · 11 months
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Sorry no stardew drawing(╥﹏╥) I’ve just really been fixated on Brahms lately♥️🥺🫀
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izumicrazyworld · 6 months
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I making these as stickers 💕
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dilopho-saur-idae · 7 days
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I promised Brahms in a dress so here is brahms in a dress.
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megachonkerchad · 1 month
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axis-osya · 10 months
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Idk babes, i'm suddenly forgot how to draw for unknown reason
give him some love or should we scrap him again?
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phantomdreawingpsycho · 8 months
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ghostly-clown · 2 years
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Slashers reaction to you fainting
This happened to me the other day (shout out to my friend thankyou for making sure i was ok) so might aswell write about it. And I am fine now, it wasnt anything serious
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For this scenario it's just gonna be just 'standing around and suddenly ur just no longer awake'
Includes the usual:
Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Vincent Sinclair, Micheal Myers, Thomas Hewitt
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Jason Voorhees
- Jason will catch you as you faint and is put into immediate shock and concern
- he wouldn't know what to do, so he'll slowly lower you to the floor
- and he will not move from that spot until you wake up
- when you do wake up he's making you sit on the floor for a few minutes until your sure you're ok
- after that he's not gonna leave you alone for the rest of the day
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Brahms Heelshire
- he probably thinks you just suddenly died
- will start cpr, or a weird version of it like wrong number of compressions all done at an irregular pace
- after 10 seconds he would give up
- starts being all dramatic about you being "dead" via crying over your passed out body
- after waking up he would be happy your alive, but mad you would passout on him like that >:(
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Vincent Sinclair
- as if he didn't have enough anxiety already, you had to go and faint
- he would catch you and absolutely freak out and melt down
- would have an internal war about leaving you to get Bo or Lester and just staying with you
- after a solid minute you would wake up and he's still trying to figure out what to do, he's probably gonna faint from the stress now
- like Jason he would spend the rest of the day around you making sure your ok
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Micheal Myers
- he is more confused by the situation than worried
- he would try to wake you up via poking and moving your arm
- when that dosnt work he would get a little concerned
- he stops caring the second he finds you still have a pulse and are still alive, but he won't leave you
- after waking up he would continue doing stuff like that never happened, a truly caring soul <3
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Thomas Hewitt
- like others he would also be concerned but it'll slowly get worse the longer your out
- starts off just confused about what just happened and why
- starts getting concerned after you dont get up
- stress rises from there after you don't wake up even after he starts moving you
- when you do wake up it's immediate relief from him, he will be nervous for the rest of the day tho
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That was fun :)
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zorosleftmantit101 · 10 months
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WELCOME
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Im just a silly little guy is all
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Will write:
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If you are unsure about any rules or events please feel free to dm me I promise I don’t bite 😅
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Scroll to bottom to see who I write for and what fandom.
- Will write smut for all characters over the age of 18 who are NOT of “animal form” of any kind (eg: bepo, bear halsin, chopper) (obviously 😬)
^this includes characters who are “over 18” but look like children”
(I have no examples but this is just an extra)
- Will write for most kinks, including more “riske” ones (Knife play, choking, consensual somnophilia, ect)
But will not write for
. Any form of incest, stepcest or otherwise
. Any form of un consensual sex
. Anything that has to do with piss or shit (no judgement, just not for me)
. Anything to do with age play tho I will write for “age gaps” to a degree
(like older man boss (43) liking younger reader (26), this is strictly an example)
An example of what I wont write is
(Older man, dads friend (37) liking younger reader (19 or under) the gap of “how many years” isnt necessarily the problem but more or less the anything under 24 with anyone over 35 feels like a gross “maturity based“ gap)
^ I explain this quite poorly, dm for any confusion
. Any sort of “pet play”
this does not include BDSM colars or leashes but this does include treating partner as any sort of animal or “pet”
.I do write for “all readers”
But unless requested otherwise most of my smuts will be from a fem bodied reader.
This is simply because I am a female, and tho I can write for male reader inserts (and am more than happy to) I just do a piss poor job at it 😞
.This one is kind of a strange rule I suppose, but I do not write for anal, which Is weird because in no way is it wrong, I just can’t write for it without feeling all tense and uncommy
I’d like to preface this by adding that I have zero issue with it, it is just personal preference.
. I do not have a ‘max’ amount of characters you can request, infact the more the merrier. BUT this rule is mainly for my shitposts. For one-shots I am better at just singular character individul, not that I wont write for
. My characters appearance will not be described or named.
Unless specific requests like “various with super tall or short partner” or “character with partner with super long hair” My characters
Face
Body
Skin color
Name
Height
Weight
Ect
Will all be reader based
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pedzs · 7 months
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and again…NEW FANART!🖤 (edit: I made it brighter)
““Greta,” He whispered inching closer to her side. She could feel his heavy hand riding up her thigh more and more. Greta’s heart speeds up at the sudden feeling she didn’t really need right now. “
Fanfic: The Mask of Beauty and Rage (AO3) by yaztheangel 🖤
You guys must be so bored by this by now but I just enjoy doing these so much like it gives me so much motivation to do digital art ( and art overall )after so many months of just painting restoration and chemicals!
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i'll be good
kinktober day four - praise kink
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pairing: brahms heelshire x afab!reader
warnings: smut, handjob, praise
a/n: with the amount of times i've heard this man say the phrase "i'll be good, i will" this fic was both inevitable and effortless. it's also late because i was ill and had to take a few days off lol.
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"Are you going to be good for me, Brahms?" You asked, your voice soft as you looked down at the man laid on the bed, trousers already discarded on the floor of his bedroom.
He nodded his head eagerly, staring intensely up at you through the mask.
"I want you to use your words, Brahms," you spoke sternly, barely able to hold yourself back from just taking him right here.
"I'll be good, I will," he finally answered, shallow breaths blowing against the porcelain, curls bouncing slightly over his forehead.
"Good." You smiled, before pressing a light kiss to the mask, your hand reaching down to wrap around his dick.
His hips jerked slightly beneath you, and when he reached a hand towards your face, you quickly pushed it away, tutting at him. "Not yet, baby. Not yet."
He did as you said─however reluctantly─and kept his hands firmly at his side, watching as you worked your hand around him.
"That's right." You smiled, continuing your movements. "You're being so good for me, Brahms."
Brahms couldn't help the strangled moan that passed his lips as he fought to keep his hands off you, the feeling of your hand around him becoming near torture.
"Are you going to come for me, Brahms?"
He nodded, desperate breaths escaping his lips, hands twitching at his side. You could've swore you heard the word 'please' slip past his lips.
You smiled again, before pressing a final kiss to his porcelain lips.
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wallmansimp · 9 months
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Oohhh more brahmsy
Here’s the unmasked version from the last drawing :3
Also drawn by me :D
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chichiberz · 8 months
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Brahms from the boy sketches
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