#thomas hewitt x afab reader

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The Fruit After the Flesh 18+ -Chapter 11-

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Pairing: Thomas Hewitt (Headcanon) x AFAB reader

This chapters Warnings:  Sexual language, foul language, use of a slur, depictions of violence. This is Slasher smut, be mindful of that and use your discretion.

A/n: This chapter was an intense write, I flew through it and the momentum continued right into chapter 12. I sort of rushed the art a little due to having a bunch of exams lined up this month plus assignments so please be patient. Let me know if you want to be in the tag list. I update chapter progress on the masterlist whenever something changes.

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Chapter 11

                Charlie made you stay on the property close to the house, if you needed to leave in order to work the orchard or check on the construction on your home, you had to bring him or Tommy along with you. After you told Charlie about the incident, both he and Tommy searched the property for clues, footprints, anything to be able to try and identify who it may have been hiding in the forest that night, but they always came back with nothing. It was as if the shadow person really was just a shadow and nothing more, but you knew what you saw, you saw its form very clearly in the dark of the night.

It had been three days since you told Charlie about it, Luda Mae was on edge worrying about you and your safety. Tommy was also being overly protective of you, he watched you everywhere you went when you were outside, he made you join him in the barn to have you near him while he tended to the animals, you didn’t mind spending the extra time near him.

Today was no different from the rest, the sun was bright in the sky with a cloudless expanse of blue surrounding it. You spent a lot of the morning doing laundry, as you finished hanging up the last of the garments on the outside hang line, you heard a call from Luda Mae,

“Hun, can you come in here when your good and done that laundry?”

You respond in agreement, the final clothespin now tightly pinching one of Tommy’s massive white shirts. You step down from the stool and admire the clothes swaying in the gentle breeze, you felt a certain nostalgia for hanging clothes, your grandmother used to have you help her hang the laundry on the line when you were small, and you never forgot the fresh smell of the outside air on the clothes when you took them down for folding.

You walked into the kitchen from the backdoor with the empty laundry basket in hand, Luda Mae was dressed to leave the house, she grabbed her purse and turned to look for you,

“Oh, there you are. I need to go to the gas station today. Charlie’s gon’ drop me off, then he has to go to town and get some things.” She walks over to grab her sun hat which hung on the wall, and continued,

“Thomas’ gonna be out in the barn with them cows while we’re away, one of ‘em needs a hoof trim so he’s gon’ be a while. Can you stay inside ‘til we’re back? I don’t want to risk you gettin’ hurt by some weirdo or nothin’”

You follow her to the main entrance, you felt compelled to ask,

“Shouldn’t I just stay outside with Tommy?”

Luda Mae is now already opening the door, Charlie is honking the horn in the distance to push her along,

“I just wanna be sure you’re safe hun, it’s mighty boring watchin’ a man shave a hoof down, n’ it takes forever to do.” She opens the door to leave but turns and says some final words,

“Every door in this house is locked, as soon as I close this one make sure to lock it and check the door you came in as well. If you’re in the house at least I know you won’t be messed with. I’ll be back in a few hours hun.”

She shut the door and ran to the idling truck while Charlie reamed her out for taking so long. You lock the door as she asked, and head to the kitchen to lock the back door as instructed. You sigh and look out the window at Tommy who was pushing one of the cows’ legs into the holster to prop it up for the trim -I guess I can go to my room and read for a bit-. When you entered your room, you noticed a bit of dust floating in the air, you decide to open the window to let fresh air inside. You went over to one of the bookshelves in the room and picked out a book you never got to finish from high school titled ‘Island of the Blue Dolphins’.

You lay down on your bed to start the book from the first chapter, each sentence reminded you of the past. The book took you out of your head and into someone else’s world, a story from history retold. As you continued to read you grew tired, your eyelids became heavy and before you could put the book down, you were out like a light.

Tommy was still working on the cow, he was gentle and sliced thin sheets off the keratinous layer keeping in mind the comfort level of the cow. He was at it for over an hour, he decided the cow had enough and deserved to take a break. He unhooked the leg and brought the cow out to the pasture with the others, he watched as it happily bounced away to go find a moist patch of grass to munch on. He missed you, and wanted to check in to see what you were up to and get a glass of water while he was inside.

Tommy unlocked the door to the kitchen and poured himself some water which he guzzled down in an instant, as he filled the cup again, he called out to you but there was no answer; Finishing the next glass of water, Tommy went to look for you, calling your name as he moved through each room, but there was never an answer. He felt a chill go up his spine and began searching more frantically, loudly yelling out to you in hopes you were on another floor. He went to your room and knocked on the door, no answer.

Tommy opened the door and looked around the room, he saw your bed was messed up and the window was wide open. You were gone. He screamed for you, running all over the house in case he was wrong about his assumptions but each room he checked was met with dead silence and no one to see. He ran outside, the barn was the first place to look, nothing. He ran to the wheat field, searched around each corner including inside the silo, nothing. He looked in the car graveyard, opening the doors and trunks, searching under the cars, nothing. The final place was the pond, he ran as quick as possible, he looked through the trees and all around the surrounding forest, he searched the dock and the water, nothing again.

Tommy felt like his world was collapsing in on him, he couldn’t find you anywhere, you were taken from him and he wasn’t there to stop it, he was brimming with rage at his failure to protect you.  Now that you were missing, Tommy was hell bent on finding you, he would search to the ends of the earth if he had to, he won’t stop until you are in his arms again.

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You woke up in a dark room, it was lit dimly with old string lights. The ceiling and walls of the room were made of dirt, like they had been dug into by a shovel, the walls were reinforced by wood beams that the string of the lights would loop around. You felt exhausted, you could barely keep your eyes open and your vision was going in and out of blurriness. You felt like you were laying down on a hard surface, it was cold in this place, -am, I dreaming? Where am I?- You were too exhausted to panic, when you tried to lift your arm to rub your eyes, you realize you couldn’t, you were unable to move your whole body, the best you could manage was just curling your toes or twitching your fingers.

You groan to see if you could speak, you were able to squeak out a noise thankfully. You hear footsteps coming towards where you lay, a smell follows when the footsteps drew close, body odor, really bad body odor. You push out some words,

“Hhhwho, whos…there?” it was weak but audible.

You hear the footsteps come close to you, a chuckle rattles into your ears, someone walks up to your side and looks down at you, their face is too blurry to make out, they speak,

“Nice o’ you t’wake up.”

The voice was familiar, but you struggled to think of the person it reminded you of, you squeeze out another question,

“Hhhh…hhhwho?”

The person kneels down and gets really close to your face, its Dover. You grumble and try to move to get away but he laughs as you struggle.

“Recognize me now dontcha bitch?” his words were pointed, he continues to speak,

“Finally caught ya when those freaks went away. They fucked up muh dang fire and now yer still alive. I intend t’change that.”

You squirm, tears start to roll from your eyes, -why can’t I move? Please let this just be a bad dream- you blink frantically, feeling like if you could just push yourself then somehow you could get out of there. Dover goes over to a shelf area and grabs some ropes, he comes back to you and starts tying your arms and legs down,

“I drugged ya while y’slept in yer nice cushy bed at the Hewitt house.” He ties your hands together and attached the rope to a pole that was behind you,

“Im gon’ wait ‘till it wears off so y’can get the full effect of what I’m gonna put ya through. Payback fer Tilly just up and givin’ everythin’ away t’some whore from Canada.” He ties your feet together and lifts you so you sit upright against the dirt wall next to were you lay.

He walked away and disappeared around the corner, all you could do was cry, as time passed you started to gain your movement back and were finally able to speak. You didn’t remember anything other than falling asleep in your bed with the book, you felt like you were in a waking nightmare. You tried to scream out for help, calling each of the Hewitt’s names in case either of them could hear you, tears streaming down your face as you yelled.

Dover returned, he mocked your screaming and crying and laughed when you stopped, he looked worse than usual, his beard had grown in and was yellowing already, he smelled like he hadn’t bathed in forever. You try to free yourself from your bonds but they were so tight it just cut into your skin the more you struggled, you look up at him as he stood over you, smirking, you ask,

“Why are you doing this?!”

He tilts his head back to chuckle to himself, then says,

“I deserve some fun b’fore I take up the deed to Tilly’s property, I earned it.”

You respond,

“Where did you go after the fire? And where the fuck am I?”

He kneels down to you, his rank smell overwhelming your senses,

“When I saw the fuckin’ Hewitts drivin’ up I had t’run, so I made my way out to an abandoned lot n’ dug this hole so’s I be able t’kill ya without no one knowin’ where I was.” He looked around and continued,

“Seems it worked. Oh, y’can scream all ya want here, no one’s gon’ hear ya.” He cackled and walked over to the table where he got the ropes from,

“Y’see, Im gon’ take pleasure in fuckin’ ya up. Maybe after I kill ya, I’ll give yer body t’the Hewitts, so they can eat it.”

You hang your head down, the tears dripping onto your legs,

“What the hell are you talking about? Just let me go! If you let me go, I won’t say anything to anyone, please!” you had to choke past your tears to speak, you were so scared of what was coming next, you continue to plead,

“Please let me go, please, I don’t want to die.”

Dover just laughs at you, he turns away from the table and is holding a knife, he inspects the edge of it with his thumb as he walks over to you,

“Y’think I’m stupid? I know If I let y’go, those cannibals’ll be after me.” He kneels down and starts to cut away your shirt exposing your bra,

“Y’gon be mighty uncomfortable in the cold down here. Ain’t no comfort comin’ t’ya. While yer awake and alive, you might as well know the truth ‘bout the freaks you lived with.”

You cut in, “What?”

He smirks and continues to tear away the rest of your shirt,

“Those Hewitts, used t’eat people back b’fore the orchard grew. The economy was down, real bad, everyone left town fer greener pastures. Not them though, those dumb fucks wouldn’t leave their big fancy house. Once the food went out n’ deliveries stopped, the animals starved n’ stopped producin’, they ate what animals were left ‘til there was none.” He looked up past his brows at you,

“That’s when they started eatin’ people. Travellin’ folks would be picked off when they came in town fer gas, killed ‘em all n’ cooked ‘em up fer dinner. That big retard one did most of the killin’, he’d slaughter ‘em all then butcher the bodies fer the meat. He’s evil with how many he killed.”

You just sat still, eyes wide,

“How do you know all this? Why didn’t they kill you?”

He ran the knife up your arm, tracing the tip over your skin, he said,

“I used t’be the one deliverin’ gas to the station, only reason they had a fuckin’ store t’begin with. Then when Tilly came round, she hired me on t’start up the orchard. She paid me t’keep quiet. None of it matters now anyway, I’m gon’ report them to the sherriff, and blame them fer ya dyin’”

You yell at him, “What makes you think they won’t hunt you down after I’m dead?”

He laughs,

“They ain’t gon’ get the chance, the sherriff’ll be called b’fore I leave this hole after I’m done with ya”

You start screaming again, as loud as you could just in case any of the Hewitts were nearby. Dover slaps you across the face,

“Save yer screams fer when the fun starts.”

The sting from his slap was panful, you already felt dizzy from the drugs he injected into you wearing off, the slap just made it all worse. You try to struggle again, hoping to possibly get loose form the rope, Dover was now cutting away at your shorts laughing at your efforts to escape,

“Struggle all ya want whore, yer never getting’ out of those knots.”

You curse at him,

“You fucking evil pig, what are you planning?”

He tears away the cloth from your shorts, now exposing your underwear, the chill of the room now giving your skin goosebumps, you feel so cold you shiver. He says,

“I’m gonna take y’apart, piece by piece.” He laughs to himself as he gets up to grab something off the table again.

You wriggle your hands back and forth; you start to feel the rope loosen so you continue steadily wriggling to help loosen it more. You watch Dover to make sure he still has his back turned, you were able to get your hands free, you start to untie your feet while watching Dover. You were able to loosen the rope on your feet and quickly placed your hands back to where they were, holding the rope with them so he didn’t know they were untied, he turned around and had a larger knife with him now.

He came and squatted down to look over your body, he touched your leg and ran his calloused hand up your thigh,

“Don’t know where t’start.” He said as he looked over your legs.

He placed the knifes edge on your collarbone, he pressed in and you winced in pain, he started laughing maniacally, his eyes closed tightly as he threw his head back with glee. Just as he exposed his neck, you punched him right in the Adams apple and he fell backward choking. He dropped the knife to his side as he held his throat, you picked it up and plunged it into his calf, it penetrated and sliced through his muscle and poked through the other side, he clenched his calf with his hands as he choked, trying to catch his breath.

You removed the rope fully from your feet and ran out of the area, you turned the corner and found a doorway made of scrap metal, you fling the door open and start running, barely able to see in front of you. The pathway was at an incline upwards, it led you to a dead end, you looked around for a door and spotted a ladder, you looked up and saw a wooden latch door. You frantically climbed the ladder and pushed up on the door, it opened up to a field with extremely tall grass, you were almost fully out of the hole when you felt a tug at your foot, Dover was behind you pulling you down, it made you fall to the ground above the latch door and he began to drag you into the hole, you screamed as loud as you could.

You were almost pulled in again but you landed a swift kick to Dover’s face with your free foot, he grunted in pain and fell backward into the hole, letting go of your foot. You closed the latch door and ran as fast as you could through the grass, you didn’t know where you were but you knew you needed to put distance between you and him. The sky was dark, it was already nightfall, you were grateful for the heat, it was warming your cold, exposed body. You snuck your way through the grass, being careful to not leave an obvious trail for Dover to find you. You hear his laugh,

“Im gon’ find you bitch! You can’t hide from me!” His words resonated loudly, he was nearby.

You crouch down low and quiet your movements to try and hide in the grass as best you could. You hear him shuffling haphazardly as he floundered around the brush. He was getting closer; you quietly move yourself to a denser area of the field and kneel down as low as possible. You listened for him, his footsteps were inching closer to you, you could hear his heavy breathing and sat as still and quiet as possible when you saw his legs through the strands of vegetation surrounding you,

“Come out lil’ piggy, I’m gonna getcha” he called out for you in a sing-song way, sounding even more unhinged than before.

He was now right next to where you were, you hitched your breath and lowered yourself further into the grass hoping for the best. After a few seconds of just hearing his heavy breathing, he moved on. You waited for a good minute and then when you couldn’t hear his movements again, you quietly snuck away. You continued moving in the same direction, hoping it was going to at least get you to a road, you raised your head above the grass slightly to see where you should go, a forest could be seen in the distance so you made your way towards that, now running as fast as you could.

Just when you reached the edge of the forest you felt your hair pulled back roughly, it made you fall backward and you yelped in pain.

“Gotcha!” he shouted with glee.

Dover dragged you closer to him by your hair, you scratched and clawed at his hand to release your hair. You were at his feet now, he let go of your hair and stood over top of you, he placed his foot on your stomach and stood onto you, you yelled out for help with your last inhalation. He kept applying pressure, now making it hard for you to breathe in, you punched his leg as hard as you could but this just made him laugh loudly. He dropped himself on top of your body, he placed his legs on your arms to prevent you from moving, you gasp for air and let out another scream.

Dover punches your face, you yell in pain and feel dizzy again, his hands are now around your neck squeezing your throat. In this moment, you feel helpless, you can’t squirm enough to get him off of you and now the blood is unable to get to your brain causing you to slowly slip into darkness. As the world around you begins to fade, you hear a low rumbling, like the growl of a wolf. The pressure from your neck is gone and there’s no one on your body, as the blood starts rushing back into your brain you gasp for air, coughing and sputtering as you roll over onto your front.

The sound you heard was no wolf, it was the revving of an engine, a small engine, a chainsaw.

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[madamemedic]

Prince of Silence (Prologue)

[Hello, this is an A.U. of Leatherface: The Beginning. I accidentally deleted this chapter. Oops. ]

It was a stormy night, and the wind beat against the widows of the castle. Today was not a good day for one, Luda May Hewitt. The Queen had just come back from the funeral of her late husband. Luda felt like the weather was matching her mood, cold and depressed. Charlie, or Hoyt, who liked to be called, hadn't been much help as he wasn't close to his Father, so he naturally avoided the whole ordeal. At least Monty tried to comfort his poor grieving sister, though it did little to soothe the wound that Luda felt, but at least it was something. Luda closed her eyes, and it felt like she could still see him, hear him. The man that Luda had fallen in love with so deeply. If she could cry anymore, she would. The tears had all but run out, and now all left was the burning feeling in her eyes. A loud knocking was heard on her door. Luda jumped for a moment before she quickly wiped her eyes and opened her bedroom door to a flushed face servant.

"What is so important that you interrupted my time of grief?" Luda didn't mean to be harsh, but she wanted time. It was hard enough not to crumble into a mess while they carried her love off in a coffin to be buried with the other royals. The servant bowed as he looked up again.

"My apologies Ma'am but there is something you must see at once" What on earth was so important that she had to see it? Couldn't Monty deal with it? Or even Hoyt? Whatever it was, Luda wasn't in the mood to see whatever it was, but if necessary, she would go and hopefully come back to her room to mourn in peace. Luda let out a small sigh as she left her room to follow the man to where her attention was needed; she didn't get a break even in her time of need. Loud voices could be heard, and lots of people were talking over each other. To put it plainly, it was quite the chaos in the dining area by the time Luda arrived. Strangely both Hoyt and Monty were there, so why was she needed so badly?

"Just get rid of it; we don't need another problem and especially one that's this fucking ugly", Hoyt snarled out. As usual, Hoyt is vulgar as ever.

"No, we need her opinion on this. If we decide without her, Luda will be very upset. You know how she feels about these kinds of things," Monty replied; at least he had a cool head about whatever was going on. The small gathering of people was still arguing amongst themselves until Luda cleared her throat and was faced with the gardener, Hoyt, Monty, two guards and three maids.

"About time you got here; now we get rid of that thing and move on with our lives", Hoyt grumbles; he didn't look happy, but when did he ever look happy? Now Luda was even more confused. Getting rid of what? Then a shrill cry disrupted her thoughts as she gazed at where the noise was coming from. On the table was a badly beaten cardboard box with a small child inside it with raggy cloth around its body. A child?! It looked like it was born relatively recently and was hungry. It looked normal, except its face had a slight deformity. The poor child has a cleft palate, and the nose shows signs of decay. Most likely due to an infection.

"Where did you find this poor child?" Luda reached down and scooped the crying child into her arms. Who could be so cruel as to leave a child alone to die in the harsh world? This wouldn't stand. The gardener stepped forward with a sad look on his face.

"I did, Ma'am; I was going round to feed the pigs and found the child. He didn't sit right with me, so I brought him in, and well, Mr Monty said, " You should be involved with what happens to the child" He looked pretty upset when he described how the child was found.

"You found him with the pigs? Was there any note or anything else left with him?" Luda was getting upset; she had already had a feeling about why the boy was left with the pigs. But being upset was going to solve anything. She needed to know more.

"No, Ma'am found him naked in the box alone in the pig pen; I hope this isn't true, but I think somebody tried to kill the poor boy by feeding him to the pigs" Ah, there it was! Luda was correct, although she didn't enjoy being so. Her hands glided over the thick tuffs of brown hair. Whoever this wasn't kind, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was what was going to happen now. Luda rocked the child gently to her chest as his cries started to slow into soft murmurs.

"That is exactly why we should get rid of it; not even the ugly bastard's mother wanted it", Hoyt jeered from the side. It was clear that he wanted it gone. But not on Luda's watch; she wouldn't abandon this child-like its Mother. No, she was going to raise it as her own and give him the love and care he deserved.

"Did you see anybody leave the child?" Luda faced the guards, now ignoring her rude son. He did not help.

"No, Ma'am, whoever did this must have done so when the guards were changing or on a break," The left one said. It only made Lud'a heart break even more. The thought of the poor being left devoured by pigs without care."

"What do you want to do with the baby? Everybody turned to Monty, who looked the calmest of them all. Then, they all turned back to Luda. It was her choice, and she was going to keep the baby. It had been a while since there were children in the castle, and Luda wanted to feel happiness again; maybe this child could do it.

"I'm going to keep him and raise him as my own" Luda faced the child; he had a round face and was quite a big baby. Whoever gave birth to him must be in some pain. "THE HELL YOU ARE! WE DON'T NEED THAT THING! THROW IT BACK TO THE PIGS!" Hoyt slammed his hand on the table, his face red with anger. The sudden loud noise upset the child, and he began to cry again. Luda started once again to calm the child down with small rocking motions.

"I am Charlie; he will be my son like you are. I don't care if you disagree, but this is my choice and what I say is final" Luda calmed him down slightly again, only for Hoyt to get even angrier.

"How many times must I tell you? It's Hoyt. H. O. Y. T. Not fucking Charlie, and no, that thing will be gone" Luda stared down at her son with no emotion; this did make Hoyt back up slightly.

"Your Father named you Charlie, and that is what I will call you. I may be your Mother, but I am also still the Queen; this child will be adopted by me, and that is final" Luda's voice was calm and held an authoritative tone. This was not up for debate; Hoyt could see he was not going to win this one; his Mother was more stubborn than he was.

"Fine, but all of this is one big fucking mistake, and if and when it blows up in your face, don't come crying back to me" As Hoyt talked, he stepped closer to Luda until they were face to face. This was his final attempt to get his Mother to see why accepting that brat was a bad idea, but Luda stood her ground, unflinching. Fine, let this be the hill that she dies on. Hoyt storms off, and the two guards follow suit but bow in respect as they pass Luda.

"I hope you know what you are doing, Luda; Charlie isn't going to be nice to the child", Monty spoke out. He didn't want the child to stay either, but when he saw his sister's eyes when she saw the baby, he knew there was no choice; he was going to stay.

"I know, but he is going to have to learn that you don't get everything in life" Monty knew there were more reasons why his sister was keeping the child but chose not to pry. This kid could help his sister overcome the hardship of losing her husband. Maybe.

"What are you going to do now?" One of the servants asked Luda if she was the head maid, so if anybody was going to find out what was next, it was her.

"Maria, could you find a wet nurse for the child. Gloria, sees if you can help find clothing for him that we have. Charlotte, see if you can find a cradle so he can sleep," Luda orders the maids to follow. They bow and leave to do as they are asked. Luda couldn't help but stare into the child's beautiful eyes.

"What's his name?" Monty could already see the positive effect the baby was bringing to Luda. Maybe this child is what she needed to feel better again. He only hoped he turned out better than Hoyt did.

"Thomas, Thomas Brown Hewitt" Luda's finger reaches out as Thomas's hand grips her pinky. Yes, Thomas Brown Hewitt, his name shall be, and he will be a fine young man.

[Howdy, sorry I accidentally deleted this chapter like an idiot]

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[tom-foolery-incorporated]

hello there! I just read a headcanons about the slashers s/o breastfeeding their baby and i need some smutty thing about breast milk😫

Could you do the Sinclair brothers, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer and Brahms Heelshire drinking their s/o breasy milk? Please i'm begging😭🙏

Anyways, thanks if you do and feel free to ignore that request if you don't feel comfortable with it, bye💋

Your slasher finds out about the infinite food glitch

NSFW MDNI, 18+ Brahms Heelshire, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair x reader (separate), mommy kink mentioned, breeding kink, lactating without pregnancy, lactation kink, titty sucking, breast worship, racially ambiguous, AFAB reader, relatively gender neutral (if you don't mind being called mommy), pretty short

Brahms

Absolutely found out you could lactate the first time you two had sex

He was on your tiddies the second your shirt came off

The way your breasts leaked sweet nectar into his mouth almost made him cum

Brahms becomes obsessed with your breasts more than he usually would

The mommy kink on this man-

Has 100% begged for your milk before

On more than one occasion you've rewarded him for being good by jacking him off while he sucks on your breasts

Call him a good boy while he does so

You'll have to pull him off because he does not care if you get overstimulated or your nipples get sore

You've got milk and Brahms is going to take as much as he can

Thomas Hewitt

This man already has a breeding kink but feeling your milk in his mouth really woke something up within him

He found you with your shirt wet from your tits leaking through the thin material

Thomas was mostly enamored with the sight of your breasts through a wet shirt but when you explained that the material became damp not through water but from your own milk-

⚠ Hucow kink discovered

His big hands are all over your breasts more than ever

Thomas loves the idea of taking you into the barn and making you bend over on your hands and knees so he can milk you like a cow

Vincent Sinclair

He found out about your lactating when you joked about making a mold out of your breasts

Vincent honestly loved the idea of having a wax mold of your boobies in his studio

During the process of putting your breasts in the silicone mold, you started leaking

The sight stopped Vincent in his tracks

He really had a moment of self discovery seeing your milk filled tits leaking right in front of him

Vincent went ahead and look handfuls of your breasts, rolling the flesh under his palm and pinching at your nipples to make you spray more milk

The silicone mold ended up abandoned with Vincent more focused on milking you dry while you squeezed around his cock

Bo Sinclair

Bo loves seeing your pretty tits all sore from him biting and loving on them

Bo has nipple clamps for you that he likes to tug on to see you squirm and leak for him

If your breasts are big enough, this man will 100% make you drink your own milk

He loves to pull on your nipples and watch them leak as he abuses your breasts

Bo will come up behind you to cop a feel whenever you're doing something

He'll sometimes give you a purple nurple just to see you squirt milk then get all embarrassed/angry at him

Bonus points if he makes you squirt through your shirt

What's better than seeing your tits through your wet shirt? Knowing it's from you leaking your own milk because Bo can't keep his hands to himself

Fingers you while he sucks on your breasts

Just having you lay back while he hold you and makes you leak from not only pussy but from your breasts as well sends this man to heaven

Lester Sinclair

How far can you squirt?

Lester was mostly interested with how far you can launch your milk at first

However seeing your tits all heavy and sore and needing to be milked makes his dick throb

Absolutely loves to suck on your titties

Lester can control himself and is fairly gentlemanly but seeing your milk leak through your shirt does something to him

All he wants to do is have you ride him until his dick is sore while he sucks on your tits

During sex, he likes to tug and pull on your nipples to see your milk squirt all over you then lick it up

He has definitely thought about putting a baby in you to get you to make some more of that delicious milk for him

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba's favorite position is to have you sit on his lap and ride him while he sucks on your titties

Absolutely quells his oral fixation

There is also a sort of nurturing aspect to it that Bubba loves

You're taking care of him in more ways than one

Bubba also goes to you for comfort as well

He just loves the sight of your breasts and the taste of them and everything about them

Just having your nipple in his mouth is so soothing

Tell him how loved he is and how much he does for the family while he sucks the milk from your titties

Bonus points if you warm his cock while he does so

Bubba also loves to massage your breasts for you whenever they get sore

Just lay down and let him rub and milk you

He can't just let you take care of him all the time!

#bubba sawyer #brahms heelshire #thomas hewitt #lester sinclair #vincent sinclair #bo sinclair #slasher smut #slasher x reader smut #slasher x reader #slasher fandom #slasher fucker

[angelbarelywrites]

♡ mine | tommy hewitt x reader

♡ fandoms; texas chainsaw massacre remake/ the beginning

♡ characters; thomas hewitt

♡ reader; AFAB body description, second person POV

♡ cw; graphic sexual content, implied voyeurism, breeding kink, light daddy kink (just calling him daddy? wasn’t sure what to tag that )

♡notes; i feel the need to apologize for this one lmao. i didn’t intend for this to see the light of day but i felt we needed more smut around here and this was already sittin in my personal folder

i don’t know that I’ve ever posted detailed smut anywhere before? so lmk how i did, i still haven’t even asked to get my friend to beta read so I’m sure There’s Issues.

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“Oh fuck, baby,” You sighed softly, letting your head roll to the side as you ground on Thomas’ thigh - the mountain of a man pushing his leg up with a huff. Luda-Mae, Monty, and Hoyt had taken a rare trip to their cousins’ place upstate, and left Thomas and yourself in a…sticky situation.

It had already become a war of attrition with you living there, each of you testing the other’s boundaries as you tried desperately not to cross the line. Thomas was allegedly a good, Bible-following boy- and you a shy little virgin . But god, something about Thomas just made you crazy. You needed him- and you’d gotten so shameless that you’d let him do just about anything to you.

That’s what landed you there, trying to entice Thomas and only ending up a squeaky mess as you rode his thigh. He was steadfast for a man years pent up- seeming to find great pleasure in making you unravel without cracking himself. Of course, you had no idea of the hours he spent fucking into his own hand as he imagined you around him, stealing your panties from the laundry bin and palming himself to the sight of you splayed out sunbathing in the yard. Even now you seemed too hazy to notice his cock straining against his trousers, or his fingers dug into the couch to prevent himself from touching your body. The way he trembled as he felt you making a mess on him, the only thing between your slick cunt and his leg your already soaked lacy panties…

His laser focus was broken by something entirely unexpected. You whimpered and hid your face against his chest, mumbling “Daddy- please—“

He wasn’t sure if it was the phrase,the tone, or both that finally broke his resolve- but either way he pinned you against the floral sofa forcefully, snarling like an animal.

“T-tommy- what- I’m sorry—?” You squeaked, seeming utterly confused. Did you even know what you’d said to him?

He growled and quickly signed ‘Again’. You blinked, perplexed look quickly replaced with embarrassment. You whined and tried to hide your face but he snarled again and made you look at him. ‘Again. Now.’

“…daddy. Please. Please I need you. Please—“ You begged, panting weakly as you writhed uncomfortably and unsated.

He rutted against you quickly, moving and kissing your neck sloppily. “Mine,” He rasped quietly, a rare sound even for his partner “Mine. Mine. Mine.”

“Oh my god Tommy- please- I need you to give it to me- I wanna feel you inside-“

He made quick work of his belt, pushing your dress up carelessly and making just as quick a job out of ripping your undies clean apart.

You yelped but replaced the complaint with a blissed out, shuddering whine as he finally rubbed against your bare pussy. “Oh fuck…please- put it in-“

He grunted and pushed your legs back, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours as you felt his weight pressed against you. Even in this moment, he tried his damndest to be gentle, looking your face over for the slightest bit of fear or apprehension. “Tommy, please. Fuck me.” You whimpered out softly.

He pushed in carefully , having to stop only halfway in as you squeezed around him. He was huge, long and girthy and a painful stretch even with you relaxed. He gave a grunt and nuzzled you, hips twitching as he reached between you. Clumsily, roughly, he found your clit and slowly rubbed, purring in approval as you mewled out his name.

He was able to jerk his hips and finally bottomed out with a low groan, face buried in your neck. He held still, taking a ragged breath to try to regain control- but you didn’t want control. You needed him to lose it completely.

“Daddy, please. I want you to fuck a baby into me,” You murmured, letting a desperate whine leak into your voice. It was a bit of a long shot- but he was so possessive. Why wouldn’t he want to breed you?

Thomas’ eyes darkened at the thought and he gave a low noise you could barely classify as he pulled nearly all the way out and snapped his hips, setting a brutal pace.

“Oh god-“ You yelped, bracing yourself on his huge arms as he pounded into you, the entire couch creaking and slamming into the wall at the force. You lost any coherence you had as he again teased your clit, mind blank. You got exactly what you wanted, and it was too much in the best way possible.

You came first- you didn’t know if it was because of his stamina or because even in a frenzy he still needed you to feel just as good. You were almost crying as he continued, overwhelmed and overstimulated - and wrapping your legs around his waist to make sure he didn’t stop for a moment. “Baby please- inside- I want you to finish inside-“ You mewled out in your haze- but damn if you didn’t mean it.

That was all it took, unsurprisingly, for him to thrust one last time and fill you with a snarl. He peppered your face in soft kisses, giving a heaving sigh as he relaxed. You tried to move but he growled, keeping himself firmly inside of you. You blushed a bit as you saw his intense expression “You ah…you really liked when I asked you to knock me up, huh?”

He nodded, huffing at you.

“…you know we have all night to try again, yeah?”

He grunted and finally relented, pulling out and smirking at the sight of his seed dripping down your thighs.

“Tommy baby? I love you.” You sighed sleepily

He looked up quickly and seemed shocked. Man of few words that he ways- and never having dreamed he’d need to learn the sign, he took your hand and pressed it against his chest. Right above the heart. In your mind, there was no better way he could have said it; he loved you too.

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[gandalfspinkwig]

HOW SLASHERS WOULD REACT TO WALKING IN ON YOU CHANGING (IF Y'ALL WERE FRIENDLY. SOMEHOW.)

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SUMMARY: Reactions from certain slashers if they walked in you whilst you were changing. If you're friendly. Somehow.

PAIRINGS: Various!Slashers x AFAB!Reader

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Includes OG!Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Otis B. Driftwood, Norman Bates, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Brown Hewitt, Billy Lenz, Carrie White, Tiffany Valentine, Chucky, Freddy Krueger, Nubbins Sawyer, Chop Top Sawyer, Lester Sinclair and RZ!Michael Myers.

WARNINGS: Nudity, Mummy and Daddy Kink, Some of the slashers being pervs (*cough cough* Freddy *cough cough*), Fembodied!Reader, Reader is a teenager in Carrie's part otherwise they are an adult in the others etc.

OG!MICHAEL MYERS

Stands there.

Looks you up and down.

Nods and then leaves.

JASON VOORHEES

This precious, sweet little baby

Stands there. Flustered under his mask.

Turns and leaves. Bless his heart.

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

Stares. He's typically obsessed with his S/O.

Tiddies.

Probably would call you "mummy".

I mean, he's seen you in the walls.

Wall gremlin.

Would hug you and bury his face in your tits.

House train him y'all.

BILLY LOOMIS + STU MACHER

Billy looks you up and down and smirks teasingly.

Stu, on the other hand, walks in and then walks out.

If it's both of the boys, they both grin.

BO SINCLAIR

Stares. Smirks teasingly.

Leans against the doorframe and watches you.

"Don't mind me, darlin'" is all he says.

VINCENT SINCLAIR

Stares.

Stands neutrally and just stares.

He's baby.

OTIS B. DRIFTWOOD

It's definitely no accident that Otis walks in on you.

If it is an accident, he just walks past you and does whatever he's doing in your shared room.

He looks you up and down and says "Nice tits,".

NORMAN BATES

Confused. He's so precious and innocent about it.

His 'Mother' personality is screaming at him to get out.

Leaves and apologises profusely.

BUBBA SAWYER

Makes confused Bubba noises.

Drayton didn't teach him about a situation like this.

Throws you his apron to cover you up with, whilst covering his eyes.

THOMAS BROWN HEWITT

This beautiful gentleman.

Would stare for a few moments before averting his eyes.

He closes the door so Hoyt doesn't see you.

BILLY LENZ

This attic goblin.

Has probably seen you naked when he's watched you.

Would probably lick his lips.

Stares. 100000% stares.

CARRIE WHITE

It's a complete accident. This sweet girl.

You're probably her only friend ngl

Covers her eyes and runs out, closing the door behind her.

TIFFANY VALENTINE + CHUCKY

Tiffany is probably super polite about it. She just stands and talks to you as you change. She gives input on your outfit.

Chucky, on the other hand, looks you up and down, smirking. Probably makes some lewd comment.

Tiffany hits Chucky on the back of the head for that.

FREDDY KRUEGER

Somehow, he manages to get out of your dreams into the real world.

He looks you up and down, making some lewd comment, and flirts with you.

Leaves after you throw your slipper at him.

NUBBINS SAWYER

HE'S ALIVE IN THIS Y'ALL.

Grabs his camera and takes a picture of you.

Keeps it in his little fur pouch thing he has in the gif.

CHOP TOP SAWYER

He just wanted to show you a new album that he definitely didn't steal.

Stares, waving the record in his hand. Looks you up and down.

He just walks in and continues talking about the album.

LESTER SINCLAIR

Accidentally walks in and profusely apologises and runs out.

He accidentally runs into the door, knocking his hat off his head.

Apologises a million times, closing the door behind him.

RZ!MICHAEL MYERS

Unlike OG!Michael, RZ!Michael takes time to look at you up and down, examining your body.

Hugs you. For some reason.

Pokes your breasts. Tilts his head.

Leaves.

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[phntmeii]

✰ Phntmeii's Headcanon Masterlist ✰

✰ You can request general ideas or characters you want to see more of or specific requests. (EX: 'Vinsome Sanji Fluff'. Or request 'Jon Snow x Wildling!Reader at the Wall headcanons'.)

✰ NSFW content will often be AFAB or GN for readers and often have a Dom!Character unless specified otherwise. (AMAB terms are unfamiliar to me so may not me fulfilled). Minors DNI. Will be blocked.

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✰ Current Fixations: Across the Spider-Verse, COD:MWII, Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, Live Action One Piece, Horror Slashers, Mortal Kombat 1

NSFW Headcanons are highlighted in RED. WIP Headcanons are highlighted in PINK. This list will be updated as time goes on with more characters and links directly to the posts. Compilation Headcanons with several characters are highlighted in PURPLE.

ASOIAF:

Aegon II Targaryen Aemond Targaryen Jaime Lannister [Kingslayer] Jaime Lannister [Redemption] Margaery Tyrell x Snow!Reader Robb Stark Sandor Clegane Sandor Clegane x Snow!Reader (20% Done)

ATSV:

Hobie Brown Miguel O’Hara Miles Morales Miles Morales x SelfHarming!Reader Miles Morales [E42]

One Piece Live Action:

Luffy w/ Breeding Kink OPLA Characters and Physical Touch OPLA Characters Makeout Sessions OPLA Characters “Only One Bed” Trope OPLA Characters "Only One Bed" Trope PT. 2 (Coming Soon) OPLA Characters x disabled!Reader Possessive!OPLA Characters x shy!Reader (Coming Soon)

Random things OPLA Characters would Do Roronoa Zoro w/ Breeding Kink Sanji Cooking w/ Reader (Coming Soon) Sanji w/ Breeding Kink Sanji x Reader w/ ED (Coming Soon) Sanji x shy!Reader (Coming Soon) Jealous!Sanji x Pirate!GN!Reader Straw Hat Crew when You’re Sick Usopp w/ Breeding Kink

Slashers:

Angela Baker Brahms Heelshire Bo Sinclair NSFW Alphabet Corey Cunningham Hannibal Lecter (Coming Soon) RZ!Michael Myers (Coming Soon) RZ!Michael Myers x Russian!SO Sinclair Twins [Artist!Reader + Bimbo!Reader] Slashers and Hanahaki Disease Slashers Thoughts on Having Kids Slashers x depressed!Reader (Coming Soon) Slashers x Fanfic Reading SO Slashers x Naive!Sunshine!SO Slashers x Shy!SO Slashers x StrictLatina!SO Slashers x Petite!Strong!SO Thomas Hewitt

HOTD Texts:

Aemond's Texts After Season 1 HOTD x SO!Reader: "Are You Cheating on Me?” HOTD x SO!Reader: "Would you still love me if I was a worm?” Team Green Incorrect Quotes

⤷ divider credits: @cafekitsune

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[crackslashers101]

compared to what youve written about this could be a tame ask, but mayhaps pegging with slashers of your choosing?? love your blog btw :] <3

Pegging HCs (Slasher x AFAB Reader) 18+

TRIGGER WARNING(S): Scat, Necrophilia, a bit of Dub-Con

Author’s Note: Thank you so much for the kind words! Asks like these motivate us to keep writing, so we appreciate it. We had fun writing this so we hope you enjoy! <3. 

Also Sorry for the long wait! We’re back 😏 - 💙 & 💚

Michael Myers:

Michael Myers is not easily persuadable and will not simply submit to you.

He will expect an exchange or a return if you are going to ask to peg him.

If you get to fuck him in the ass then he is going to fuck you while you’re leaned against a corpse with him behind you.

It’s an equal exchange in his eyes.

He doesn’t care much for prepping because he’d want to get it over with so he could play out his fantasies when it’s all over.

Michael would let out a huff or a grunt often when your strap hits his prostate right. (He would never admit to moaning because of you)

His breathing would start to get heavy when he’s close to cumming.

He’d take the strap like a champ honestly.

If you have the Shape of Haddonfield in such a position, you’re gonna make it worth your while.

Fuck him in doggy style and put him in a mating press.

Do your worst and take in every change and scrunched up expression as you have him so vulnerably.

When his breathing is back to normal, he doesn’t waste time grabbing your naked body and hauling you out the door to look for a sad soul that happened to be out this late in the night.

Hope you like the smell of a rotting corpse :)

Jason Voorhees:

When you first bring up the subject of pegging, he’d be a bit confused on it and then concerned once it’s explained to him.

He’d be very reluctant to give in to your desires, but he would do it to please you because he loves you.

Jason would need all of the reassurances and prepping to feel safe with going any further.

A lot of lube and fingering to relax him.

You are expected to eat his ass out because it’ll both relax and turn him on. (You may taste a hint of shit)

He never expected to know how wide his ass hole could expand by just silicone alone.

You’d fuck him so good he’d literally shit himself on your strap-on dick.

Diarrhea liquid spouts out when he cums and you continue to pummel your strap in him while he’s shitting himself with tears in his eyes.

He would wrap his arms around your shoulders and urge you on to use his shit as lube and to jerk him off while he slams himself, riding your strap to kingdom come (literally).

Aftercare would definitely involve a lot of cleaning up.

Jason would be exhausted and not want to move, so you’re most likely going to be the one to provide in the end.

If he is feeling cuddly, he may hold you against him with the strap-on still inside of him and he will have a slow make-out session with you.

Jason will definitely want to do this again.

Brahms Heelshire:

He would most likely be the one to introduce the idea of pegging to you after seeing a porno somewhere and deciding to try it in your sexual relationship.

Brahms is a huge sub when you bring out the strap.

He would be kneeling down with his face against it sucking you off without breaking eye contact.

You can have him lie down as you deepthroat him and pull his hair back and forth while you slam yourself against his face. It would make him tear up and cum instantly.

He would suck on your nipples while you’re fucking into his hole with the strap. (Massive mommy issues moment)

You call him a good boy and it’s over because he will fucking lose it.

He’s  screaming “MOMMY” as he cums hard.

Brahms expects you to take care of him after you both had your fun.

He’s very whiny when you try to leave the bed.

He is going to beg you to top him more after this experience.

Thomas Hewitt:

In the beginning, Thomas would immediately be on the offense on the idea of you pegging him.

You would have to ask him constantly in order for him to even start considering pegging as an option (basically guilt tripping)

He would need a lot of prepping in the beginning and you’d have to spend a lot of time and lube gently shoving your fingers in his hole, spreading and widening it with your fingers.

He would only ask for you to put in the tip of the strap since he’s concerned and wishes to get a feel for it.

You lie to him as you whisper sweet nothings into his ear before ramming your whole dick into him repeatedly until he isn’t sure if he’s angry or close to cumming.

Definitely the type to bury his face in the pillow while you plow into his ass.

Lots of growling and gasping on his side.

He’s a bit mad you didn’t tell him you were going into him raw and impatiently, but he can’t deny the growing arousal in the pit of his stomach

You’ll know you hit his prostate when his growling turns into low moans and he is going limp against the sheets.

You would hear him give a high dog whine as he whimpers against you.

Thomas has a praise kink so you should constantly remind him how well he’s doing and he’ll cum much quicker.

Aftercare would come with gentle reassurances from your side and from a half awake Thomas.

Please praise him for taking you so well, it’ll make him feel so soft and loved.

It might be a while before he decides to do this again but, when you get him in a subby mood, he’ll be the one to open his legs to you.

Vincent Sinclair:

Vincent would usually be the one in control during your sexual escapades, but he couldn’t deny that he would dream for you to take care of him.

You would have to be the one to bring up the idea of pegging into your sex life because his ego would be too big to admit that he would love to see you top him.

You both would have multiple conversations on how you’ll get the strap when he thought of an idea that would save you both some money.

He would make a mold of his own dick using wax and body safe materials for your DIY strap.

You couldn’t decide whether that was the most egotistical idea he suggested or the hottest, regardless you agreed.

Even though he always wanted to try pegging, he will expect a lot of prepping because this is new territory for him.

Just fingering him would get him off instantly.

When you bring out the strap he’d be both scared and excited.

You would start at a painfully slow pace just to instantly fuck the lights out of him at a ruthless pace.

He would be your personal fuck doll as you force him into every position you can think of without any resistance from him.

Whether you had him flat against the sheets slamming behind him or forcing him to fuck himself sitting on top of your strap.

Vincent would drool and become listless with loud huffing and gasping coming from him.

You can gently tease him and tell him “You take your dick so well, don’t you?” and he would cum very quickly.

Aftercare would be expected from you because he would be exhausted. You should reassure him of how well he did and clean up for him.

He would ask you to do it again very often.

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[slasherfckr]

Hello! I just wanted to say I love everything that you have written, but my favorite, and the one I'm hoping to get a part two for, is the Thomas Hewitt x reader where the rest of the Hewitt family dies, and the reader takes Thomas in. It's really really good! I love the way that you have written it! Maybe for part two it can be the reader taking Thomas clothing shopping for the first time? Or to see a movie in theaters? They seem like things that he wouldn't have done for a long time, if ever.

Well now that you mention it, I have part 2 right here actually ☺️😅

-Part 1 can be found here

(Tag list: @goodiesinthecloset21 )

Thomas Hewitt x afab!Reader - Found Family (pt 2 of the Modern Living)

Just gonna call it Found Family from now on

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You found a man in the middle of a horrible car accident in the middle of nowhere in Texas...and against your better judgement, you took him home and patched him up as best you could. You fed him dinner and found an outfit that just barely fit him. You knew taking in a stranger was insanely stupid and dangerous but you couldn't help but feel sorry for him...

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After a few nights, you figured you could trust the man. At least a little bit. If he was going to rob you or harm you in anyway, you figured he would have done it already. He was so much bigger than you, he could have snapped you in half like a twig if he felt like it. You couldn't trust him completely, though, so you stayed out from the bakery until you felt you could trust him alone in your apartment by himself.

This particular morning, you were woken up earlier than usual by the sound of your TV. After quickly getting something decent on, you went out to your living room and found Thomas on the couch watching the morning news. Something about numerous murders in the area or something. Basically the same old stuff that was usually on the Dallas News. Though, it was odd to be reporting murders this early in the day. They usually did that in the evenings....

Shrugging off the odd feeling, you went and started making some french toast for the both of you. Today you were taking Thomas out clothes shopping before you put him to work in your shop. You weren't sure how Thomas was going to feel, though. When you first met him and took him back to your place, he seemed extremely uneasy once you two hit the big city. It was like it was the first time he'd been in such a big place before.

It wasn't long before breakfast was done, and so you called Thomas to come and eat. Except he didn't move an inch from the couch. You called his name again and still no movement from the man. You carefully walked over to him and saw his eyes fixed on the TV, his fists clenched so tightly you could see slight amounts of blood trickling out from where his nails dug into his palms.

"Oh my God, Thomas! Hold on lemme help..." You went to the kitchen and grabbed a clean rag and ran it under some cold water. Coming back, you went to open up his hands but you must have startled the man because he flinched and pulled his arm away from you. He looked down at you and that's when you noticed he didn't have his mask on. You also immediately noticed the anger and hatred that filled his eyes. You had no idea what you could have done to piss him off

That's when you remembered the TV. The news moved onto the next topic by this point but you remember they said there had been a few murders.

"Those deaths...that wasn't anyone you knew...was it?" He wouldn't look at you at this point and had already opened up his fists so you could clean up the little blood that was on his hands. He had never spoken a single word to you, only signed stuff when he needed to say something, but you swore you could have heard a soft "yes" come from his mouth.

You felt your stomach drop. Was that why he was alone that night? His family or whoever had died? You tried your hardest to focus on cleaning up his hands but it was almost impossible. So many thoughts were running through your head. You somehow managed to finish and got up to go toss the rag into your laundry hamper.

You came back and immediately sat next to Thomas. You didn't know him very well but you could tell he was going through something. If that was his family on the news, he didn't deserve to grieve alone like this. You scooted next to him very carefully and gently put one of your hands on top of his. He looked over at you.

"You know, I was going to take you out to do some clothes shopping since you don't have anything. But I can see you're going through something. I don't know who that was on the news but you obviously knew them. I know what its like to lose someone. I...I lost my parents when I was 8. If you...need anything just let me know okay? Would you like a hug at all?"

Thomas didn't move for a minute before his huge arms suddenly embraced you. You thought you were either going to pass out or your head was going to pop off due to how tight he was squeezing you. You tried your best to bring your arms up to hug him back but it was futile. They were stuck to your sides. You couldn't even move them to tap out. Though, to say you didn't enjoy this would be a lie. Your head was right on his chest and you could hear his heart beating. If you weren't struggling to breathe, you actually wouldn't mind being like this for a good while

Thomas eventually caught on to your squirming and let go. You took a few much needed breaths as he did. You looked up at him and saw his eyes were a bit wider than usual. Guess he was afraid he squashed you a little too much? You laughed.

"Don't worry. I'm fine. Hmm...since clothes shopping has to wait til another day, would you like to just have a lazy day and watch some movies? I can go down to the bakery and snag some sweet treats for us to share."

His eyes lit up at the mention of stealing getting some treats from the bakery. You smiled as you got up and went over to the big cabinet by the TV. You opened it and looked to Thomas.

"Okay so its settled then. A movie night. Come pick out a few movies for us to watch. I'll go down and get some sweets for us and then order some pizza too when I come back. Alright?"

Thomas nodded as you went off to go score some cupcakes or something from the bakery. When you came back, you saw Thomas had picked out at least 5 movies. Though you were a little disappointed to see he had put his mask back on. That reminded you, though, that you needed to get that thing washed.

You saw that they were a wide range of movies, ranging from horror classics like The Thing to family friendly classics like Wizard of Oz. You absolutely loved a good John Carpenter movie so of course you picked that one up first to put in. It wasn't until you got to the intro of the movie that you realized you didn't know how well Thomas handled horror and gore. He could easily be given numerous weeks worth of nightmares from the next movie on the list, "A Nightmare on Elm Street"

You paused the movie.

"Sorry, sorry! I completely forgot to ask...do you handle horror movies well? You picked out a couple that kind of get pretty gorey. Like, I know you picked them out and that should be an indicator that you know but I still got to ask. I had a friend say they handle really graphic movies well then freak out during Hellraiser. I just don't want to get you freaked out tonight or anything, ya know?"

Thomas gave a nod and signed he was fine with horror. You sighed with relief and resumed the movie. The rest of the night went great. Thomas was right. He had no problem with the horror movies. In fact, it seemed like he was amazed with not just the horror movies but ALL the movies he picked. It was like....

"Hey Thomas? Have you ever seen a movie before? Like. A movie movie? Not a cartoon on TV that you usually watch in the mornings. Was this your first time watching a movie?"

You were a little shocked when he signed back that it was his first time. He's never seen a movie before???

"If its your first time seeing a movie then I wonder what else you've never gotten to do. We'll check later. As for now, I gotta get some sleep because I have to be up early to get back to the bakery....I've missed too many days already. Goodnight Thomas."

You were about to walk away when Thomas all of a sudden grabbed your hand and pulled you down onto him, causing you to fall onto his lap. He quickly braced you in another bear hug. You could actually move and breathe this time so you gave him the biggest hug you could give back.

"What's this for?" You laughed a little

Thomas didn't say or sign anything. He just kept hugging you. After a minute, he let you go before signing a simple Thank You.

You smiled and nodded to him before going to your room. You knew you shouldn't be getting so comfortable with a man you met just two weeks ago but you couldn't help it. He was sweet and after what happened today, you couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for him. The man had just lost his family when you met him. You couldn't just let him go out on his own. You were all he had as far as you knew. Tonight you were gonna get some sleep, tomorrow you could work on digging into his background a bit more.

#texas chainsaw massacre #slasher fucker #slasher x reader #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader #leatherface #leatherface x reader #texas chainsaw the beginning

[sunshine-for-serotonin]

Hello! Requests:Open!💕

I’m Sunshine, and this is my yandere request blog! I write yandere oneshots, headcannons, and scenarios for your entertainment with a maximum character limit of four. Below is a list of rules and what I will write for!! :)

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I will write for:

nsfw (fair warning, it may not be very good) ❣️on that note, I only write for sub characters. ❣️

suggestive content

fluff

most kinks, with exceptions for watersports, spit, and degradation

I will write for GN, afab, and explicitly fem readers only, because I don’t know enough to write about male readers to feel comfortably, sorry!!

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FNAF (games only):

Michael and William Afton

all animatronics (specify if you want human or natural form)

MANDELA CATALOGUE: (No NSFW for this one, sorry y’all)

Alt Cesar,

Cesar Torres,

Mark Heathcliff,

Adam Murray,

Jonah Marshall,

Gabriel,

Toonbriel

CREEPYPASTA and MARBLE HORNETS: pretty much all except for offenderman, Lj, candypop, and sonic.ExE

HOMESTUCK:

all trolls and humans

SLASHERS:                                                                             

Asa Emory

Will Graham

Hannibal Lecter

OG!Michael Myers                                                                                           

Bo Sinclair                                                                                                             

Vincent Sinclair                                                                                                     

Bubba Sawyer                                                                                                       

Thomas Hewitt                                                                                                       

Candyman                                                                                                             

Brahms Heelshire                                                                                                 

Erik Destler                                                                                   

ARCANE

Silco

SCROOGE (2022)

Ebenezer Scrooge

MASTERLIST 💜💜

Erik Destler (Phantom of the Opera, Musical!Erik and Book!Erik, waiting on someone to request Cherik.)

General yandere nsfw headcannons 💜

Self indulgent nsfw post💜: part one and two

Erik getting reader pregnant headcannons 💜

Desperate Erik oneshot with cowgirl and facesitting 💜

Erik with a mommy kink headcannons (cannon in all my works) 💜

General kissing with Erik 💜

Erik with voice kink, auralism, and scent kink headcannons 💜

Erik’s nsfw alphabet 💜

Would Erik like to be called babydoll? 💜

Forever and Always, You. Valentine’s Day oneshot (unless someone requests another part and gives some ideas 👀) 💜

Erik with a mommy kink oneshot 💜

A Chance With You series: one💜 two💜 three(in progress)

Cherik general yandere headcannons 💜

Musical!Erik with mirror sex oneshot 💜

Reader making Erik a scarf and he gets whiny because they aren’t paying attention to him 💜

Brahms Heelshire

Reader who flinches when he raises his hand 💷

Eyeless Jack

Nsfw alphabet 💙

Ticci Toby

Soft reader headcannons 🪓

Mandela Catalogue

Mark Heathcliff headcannons 🔫

Adam and Jonah x reader from irl 📹📼

Human Cesar Torres headcannons ☎️

Michael Afton

Ghost Michael headcannons 🔦

Withered Bonnie

General headcannons🐰⚙️

Funtime Crew

Touch starved reader 🎉🎈

Silco

Soft reader 💉

Ebenezer Scrooge

Nsfw alphabet 💰

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Thomas hewitt with mommy kink 🥺👉👈

Or/and some tiddy sucking 🧏🏼‍♀️☺️

Thomas Hewitt with a mommy kink x afab!Reader (nsfw)

You really should have seen this coming, considering the non existent relationship between Tommy and his birth mother. In your defence you had more important things to be considering when stranded in the middle-of- fucking-nowhere Texas. Thankfully a handsome tree of a man and his uncle found you and towed your car back to the run down family owned gas station down the road. You weren’t sure if now being deeper into the town was a blessing or a curse…no time to dwell on that now. Atleast you were in civilisation…..kinda?

Cut to a few months later and things had evolved from there, car in need of more than a few major fixes. As Hoyt, you’d come to find his name was, put it, “your lucky that shit can didn’t blow up on you 50 miles back” go figure. With no place to stay whilst your car was out of commission you ended up staying in the Hewitt house. A few days turned into a week, a week turning into ‘staying a few extra days to help around the house, to pay your debt back’ your bond with Tommy and his family developed deeper and your now up to scratch car gathered more dust outside. The whole ‘how I found out my emotionally repressed boyfriend kills and eats people’ story happened is for another day.

In the present day you lay spread lazily across the double bed you share, book in hand and eyes beginning to become unfocused from fatigue. Maybe it’s time to put the book away. Just before you can finish that thought, Tommy stomps in, making quick work of his boots and kicking them towards the door. The bed dips from his weight as he slumps down onto it.

“Hard day, big guy?” You question, setting the book aside on pushing yourself into a sitting position by his side. You only receive a grunt for confirmation.

“Hoyt been busting your ass?”

A longer exhausted groan comes from behind his hands. Ah, it’s one of those days. Thankfully you have a way to help with a 90% success rate, even if he doesn’t feel up to it you can offer a warm bath and a cuddle.

Shuffling closer to Tommy you gently slide your hands under his head, raising it to meet your gaze in the process.

“Do you need some pampering time baby? A little time with mama?” You coo, lazily drawing patterns over the leather half mask adorning your partners face.

You can tell by the way the larger man’s eyes seem to almost mist over and get more distant that it’s a yes, already falling into the headspace and wanting to let go. Tapping his cheek to get his attention you speak again.

“I’m going to need clear consent baby, are you sure you want this? If not we can try something else ok? I won’t be angry or disappointed”

Eyes shifting back to focus on you Tommy signs an “I’m sure” and waits for you to take the lead.

“Good job honey”

Pulling the pair of you down onto the bed you position yourself so Tommy is resting his face onto your chest, feeling the way it rises and falls with each breath. For now you just lay there in eachothers comfortable presence, whispering sweet nothings and praises into his long unruly hair. It’s peaceful and sweet while it lasts but you know Tommy never lasts long before getting wound up like this. Sure enough your hand not so subtly finds its way to his crotch, battered work trousers tenting in the front.

“Are you all pent up down here baby? You need mommie to take care of it?” You ask in a sickly sweet manor, it’s a rhetorical question, you know how bad he wants this, wants you. Tommy lets out a shudder and a muted groan, bucking into your warm hands.

“How about this, I take care of you and you take care of mommie ok?”

His head raises, looking you in the face as if it will answer what you’re implying, almost looking like a big lap dog with his head sat on your chest like that. His questions are answered as you start to unbutton your shirt, revealing your naked chest to his hungry eyes. Giggling at his reaction you lean to take Tommy out of his trousers, eliciting a gasp from him as it’s exposed to the air.

“Be a good boy and suck on mommies tits will you? I’ll treat you right if you can be a good boy for me and keep your hands to yourself”

Wasting no time at all Tommy dives into your chest, cupping both breasts in his calloused hands. You let a small sigh escape, practically melting into his palms as he begins to lay kisses onto the meat of your tits, teasingly avoiding the nipple, keeping you on edge and waiting.

Tugging his hair you hiss out after a particularly hard suck.

“Stop being a brat and get to it, you do want to be touched, don’t you?”

Groaning at the delicious sting in his scalp he nods fervently, plump lips finally latching onto your sensitive nipples.

“Shit..hah..perfect, just like that baby”

As a reward for his efforts you finally bring your hand back to his cock, slowly working it over in languid strokes, not slow enough to tease but not fast enough to let him cum so soon, you aren’t that kind.

With a last nip to your right breast he finally switches to the other, giving the now lonely one an equal amount of attention with his large hands. The way he moves his tongue should be illegal, it’s sloppy and dirty, laving over your abused nipples like a man starved.

Arching your chest into his mouth you speed up your ministrations, you can tell by the way his breath is beginning to hitch and his hips twitching that he’s close. Paying extra attention to the spot under the head you decide he deserves his reward. Pulling your hand away you pat him on the flank to gain his attention that’s currently focused on your panting chest.

“You’ve done such a good job making mommie feel good baby, how about you come up here and get your reward?” You giggle devilishly, patting your chest and tugging Tommy a little to encourage him to perch himself on your chest. You bite your lip as his thick cock slaps onto your chest, leaving a smear of precum to run into the valley between them.

It doesn’t take long at all after Tommy begins to fuck your tits, If he was barely holding on before then he definitely isn’t now. The noise his cock makes between your slick tits is disgustingly lewd and only spurs him on further. Before he knows it he’s on the edge, a quick “please?” is Clumsily signed out in desperation. He’s so cute still asking permission even like this, such a good boy.

“Are you gonna cum for me baby? Gonna mark me up and get me all dirty? Go ahead, you’ve earned it for being such a sweet little thing” you coo, encouraging him into his orgasm. With one final pathetic whine his cock twitches and paints your tits in warm cum, thick spurts dripping down the sides or pooling into the centre.

With few final weak thrusts, Tommy effectively collapses onto your now sticky chest, it should gross you out to have the quickly cooling cum pressed between the two of you but you’re both too blissed out to really give a fuck. Sitting in quiet again you run your hands through his hair, easing over his scalp that you abused earlier as an apology. As much as you want to stay like this forever you both need to get cleaned up before it becomes annoying.

Patting Tommy’s back you speak up again.

“Ready for that bath handsome?”

You get another tired grunt and a thumbs up from your boyfriends face down fucked out form. Stifling a laugh you continue.

“If you’re quick I might let you return the favour…”

Suddenly he’s up and into the bathroom, you don’t think you’ve ever seen him move that quick.

[whatyadrawin]

The Fruit After the Flesh 18+ -Chapter 9-

Minors DNI!

Masterlist

Approximately 4,872 words

Pairing: Thomas Hewitt (Headcanon) x AFAB reader

This chapters Warnings:  Sexual language, foul language, scary moment. This is Slasher smut, be mindful of that and use your discretion.

A/n: This chapter took me so long to complete! I had to read over it and edit like four times. I took 48 hrs to make all the art pieces starting from 3pm march first until 6am march second, took a nap, started back up to finish the art at 2:30pm and finalized EVERYTHING for upload at 6am March 3rd. I'm tired bro, I got so carried away with the art I really should have cut it down to just 3 images but artists always suffer for their passion, it's our curse. Let me know if you want to be in the tag list. I update chapter progress on the masterlist whenever something changes.

Please enjoy this chapter! I worked very hard on it so reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated very much.

Tag List: @fan-goddess , @artxasa

Chapter 9 

               The days at the Hewitt house went by slow as molasses, within these dragging days a construction crew had arrived and began repairing your home. They worked quickly and made a lot of headway which is unusual for contractors, the team seemed eager to leave for some unspoken reason. The foreman said that in one month, you would get your home back; you were excited to have your life get back on track despite enjoying your time at the Hewitt house. You made sure to water and trim the fruit trees so that they didn’t overgrow or die, since Dover was still missing, all the responsibility was left up to you. There was so much work to do but you were happy to be able to contribute your time to the property. In the passing days you didn’t see much of Tommy, he seemed preoccupied and was frequently away from the farm which only made the days last longer for you.

Half past 4pm, the day was really wearing on you and the sun was getting low in the sky so you decided to leave the orchard and head back to the Hewitt house to rest. On your walk back, you think about Tommy’s room and what it must look like, when you saw the door under that menacing red light it was simultaneously both frightening and intriguing.

The basement was such a dark and quiet place, so spacious and empty; You remembered that room with hooks that Tommy swiftly prevented you from exploring, your curiosity grew when he spun you around and slammed the door shut. This family has a mysterious history to you, the mention of them allegedly eating people weighed heavy on your mind -can I really get past the fact that they might have been cannibals? – it felt easier to gaslight yourself into thinking everything was fine, so you ran it out of your head.

When you arrived at the house, you make your way through the parlor and see Luda Mae sitting on the couch in the living room. She was reading a romance novel with a muscular, golden-haired man on the cover, it was reminiscent of the classics you had seen in your grandmothers closet as a kid. She sees you and places the book down to the side hurriedly as if she was ashamed of what she was reading,

“I-uh-ahem” She stuttered,

You smile politely “Reading anything good?”

She laughs, “Yeah, this one’s real saucy too. Thought I might get lost in it for a while.”

You felt bad for interrupting her, “Well don’t let me stop you, I’m just heading over to my room for some rest before dinner.”

she replies, “Oh, shoot that reminds me, best get dinner started now.” Luda Mae gets up with a groan and starts walking towards the kitchen.

“Time really does fly by when you find a good book.” She laughs as she passes.

You go to your room and get yourself changed and freshened up before dinner, you didn’t want to be around everyone while having the sweat of farmwork still lingering. You put on a comfortable pair of black tights and a white tank top which matched the white walking shoes you slipped on your feet.

When dinner was ready, you left your room to meet with the Hewitts at the dining table. The scent of roast chicken and baked corn wafted into the room, you were starving from having worked all day. Charlie was already sitting at the table when you arrived, he looked at you and said,

“Didja see the progress on the house?”

You take a seat, “Yeah, it’s coming along really fast, I’m surprised.”

He laughs “Don’t be, that crew probably knows this area ain’t so safe for ‘em. They’re smart, gonna get their paycheck and fuck off.”

You furl your eyebrows, “Why isn’t it safe for them?”

“Ah- Uh...” Charlie stopped himself when he caught a glare from Luda Mae from the kitchen,

“Well, what if they were to get hurt hm? Ain’t no hospital nearby or nothin’” he looked pleased with his answer.

You reply, “That’s a good point I guess.”

You know there is something more to what he said, but you didn’t want to push him. Luda Mae brought in the food, placing it all on the table followed by a big jug of ice-water, she groaned as she sat down; Tommy however, was missing tonight and you were worried,

You ask, “Where is Tommy? Is he not eating?”

Charlie laughs “That boy not eat? Maybe when hell freezes over after pigs fly n’ the fat lady sings.”

A devilish grin forms on his face before he turns to Luda Mae and says,

“Hey Luda, get the ball rollin’ n’ start singin’, then when the pigs grow wings Satan’s ass’ll turn to ice and the boy won’t be eatin’ us outta house n’ home no more.”

Luda Mae just rolls her eyes, she turns to you and says,

“Don’t worry hun, Charlie brought somethin’ to him so he don’t starve out there.”

You push for more info, “He’s been so busy lately; I feel like I never get to see him anymore. Where is he anyway?”

Charlie grabs a chicken leg and bites into it, he starts speaking with his mouth full,

“He’d shred us in half if we toldja. He’s been workin’ real hard though, wants to show you what all he’s been doin’ tonight”

Charlie swallows his food and continues, “He’s got a big ole’ hard on for you girlie, you better not be trailin’ him along fer nothin’, or he might lose it.”

Luda Mae whips her dishcloth at Charlie, who just smiles and winks at you. Luda Mae looks at you and says,

“Hope you get used to this foul-mouthed pig here, I might die from having to apologize on his behalf all darn day.”

She shakes her head at him and follows, “Thomas wants to meet up with you after you’re done eatin’. He wants to show you what he’s been workin’ on.”

Charlie pipes in, “Yeah, I bet he wants to show you somethin’. Probably whip out the fuckin’ anaconda he’s hidin’ down there. For an ugly motherfucker he sure was blessed. God is a real shit heel for that one.”

You squint your eyes at him, and he continues,

“He used to bathe outside when he was a youngin’ but once he grew up a bit the bulls started feelin’ emasculated.” Charlie starts laughing hysterically.

Luda Mae hides her face in her hands, she yells out,

“Why’r you talkin’ bout my boy’s privates like that!? You tryin’ to make us all upset?”

Charlie is now red in the face from laughing, he gets a sick pleasure in making people uncomfortable, but if anything, it just made you unbearably curious. You caught a glimpse of his erection when you watched Tommy run from you at the pond, it was greatly obscured but from what you could see, it was huge; You were able to feel the size and firmness of it in the laundry room, which factualized Charlies words.

He looked over at you, his eyes were watery from laughing so hard, he says,

“I’m sorry honey buns, but you need to be warned before you let him stick that goddamn two by four in ya.” He continues to laugh while he shovels corn into his mouth. You were still not used to his outlandish way of conversation and it made you blush.

The rest of dinner was mostly just Luda Mae trying to keep the subject matter light and Charlie giggling to himself. Once you cleared the table and packed away the leftovers, Luda Mae guides you to the door and says,

“Go wait for him by the silo, he’ll take you to his surprise. I hope you like it dear.”

The sun was now deep on the horizon which was losing its rosy hue, twinkling planets were already visible and the moon was following the dark part of the sky. You see Thomas leaning against the silo, he had one hand in his pocket and the other was fiddling with some wheat from the field to check the progress of the crop. He was wearing a very loosely fit tank top that looked old and worn, his pants were a pale blue jean with dirt and other stains scattered all over, he was still wearing his working boots which means he must have completed this surprise only today.

He looks up from what he was doing, when he sees you, he stood up straight, dropping the wheat to the ground. You could tell he was smiling, his deep blue eyes squishing upward gave it away, this made you smile wide as you felt knots form in your stomach. You felt like you hadn’t seen him in forever, time away really does make the heart grow fonder, it was agony not being able to spend time with him. He extended his hand to you and when you placed your hand in his and realized how small you really were compared to him, you felt like you could only hold onto two of his fingers while he could easily cover more than just your hand with his.

He looked at you and carefully pulled you toward the forest,

“Where are we going? It’s dark in there, sort of scary, isn’t it?” You were hesitant to be going into a dark forest as the sun was rapidly losing its light, he looked at you and tilted his head to the side,

“I’m here” he said calmly.

His voice was so deep and reassuring. You rarely ever hear him speak, so it felt like you won the lottery whenever he did utter out anything. He was walking slowly, he made sure to accommodate the vast difference in gait you both had by staying behind you, he guided you by gently moving you in the right direction with his hand on your shoulder. Even though you were nervous about the darkness of the forest, you felt safe with Tommy close to you. He was so large and unbelievably strong that there was no way harm could come to you.

Suddenly, Tommy stopped and turned you around to face him, he took your hands and covered your eyes with them, you couldn’t help but smile. He put his hand on the middle of your back to guide you further in, you trusted that he would ensure you don’t trip and fall. The ground went from dirt and crunching leaves, to soft grass, then a hard flat surface. Each step you took made a hollow wooden noise as if you were at a harbor. Tommy stopped you and moved your hands from your eyes. You looked around and gasped, you were on a dock that sat on top of the pond.

The moon was already shining a bright light on the water making it look like glass, the stars that now shone in the night sky were reflecting off the surface and turned the pond into what looked like a portal into space. The gentle croaking of frogs created a peaceful ambience, and as you walked further onto the dock you saw some wooden chairs to relax on, one was much larger than the other.

“Did you make all this?” your voice was exasperated with awe.

Tommy nodded again and pointed at you,

You smiled “You made this for me?”

He nodded again and went to sit on the largest chair, he tapped his hand on the other chair to get you to sit with him. You sat down and the deep seat forced you to recline which was relaxing.

“I’ve never had anyone do something like this for me. Thank you, Tommy, you’re such a thoughtful man.”

Tommy looked at you and nodded slowly, he made an approving ‘hmph’ noise, he felt good about pleasing you. The heat tonight was thick, it made your skin sticky with sweat, and you could see a slick shine on Tommy’s arms and chest. You get up from the chair to put your hand in the water, testing its temperature, small fish reveal themselves as they flash in the moonlight. You stand up and remove your shoes, Tommy stands up nervously and you giggle,

“Don’t worry, I won’t take off my shirt or underwear. It’s too hot to just sit down when we have the most immaculate natural pool right under our feet.”

You slowly take off your tights and fold them neatly on top of your shoes, the black thong you had underneath did nothing to conceal your feminine shape; Tommy turns away from you, staring off into the sky in an attempt to avoid gawking at you. It was amusing to you since he already saw most of your body the first time you were in the pond. You slowly lower yourself into the cool water of the pond, its cooling temperature feels like heaven.

Tommy heard you get in and slowly turns around to see you on your back, floating gently with the moon’s reflection circling your body, you looked like a goddess. You saw that he was just standing there watching you, you swim up to the dock and put your arms on the edge, you say,

“You know, you don’t have to just watch me.”

Seeing him act so shy was strange, a polar opposite of the last time you were both in the laundry room where he made no qualms of pushing himself up against your clothed pussy with his dick begging for entry. You watched as he took off his clothes, throwing them sloppily next to your neatly folded pile. You were annoyed that he was wearing black boxers which concealed the shape and size of his package too well, but being able to see his body almost completely unclothed was still enough to have you biting your lip in excitement.

Tommy had very long legs which were complemented by his thick thighs, his butt was muscular from having to haul his hefty body weight all over the farm. His torso was exactly as you pictured it, he had heavy muscle underneath a layer of fat that softened any sharp edges and did nothing but add mass to his already impressive size. His pecs were large and heaved with every breath he took, a smattering of soft hair covered the base of his chest and ran down his abdomen leading towards his groin, getting less sparse the lower it went.

Seeing him so exposed was odd, most people would look vulnerable, but he only looked more intimidating and fearsome especially since his arm muscles were well defined despite his soft torso. His size was not a mirage from thick clothes or padded jackets like most men you encountered, he really was authentically a behemoth of a man.

He lowered himself into the pond and let out a sigh of relaxation when he submerged his torso under the surface. You smile, and swim over to him,

“You deserve to relax after working so hard. I hope we could make this a frequent thing, something we could do together.”

You waited for a response, he looked at you and then up to the sky, he let out a positive ‘hm’ and nodded. You felt like you were in a dream, nothing you experienced was ever this beautiful, and no man was ever as generous as Tommy, you wanted to live in this moment forever. Tommy stands up in the water, he turns to you and grabs your hand to pull you to another part of the pond,

“C’mere” he says.

He pushes past some thick reeds and you end up in a tiny alcove where the water comes up to your chin and tall grasses circle you both which made the area very intimate. Tommy sees you struggling to keep your head out of water, he bends over you and grabs the smallest area on your waist under your ribs with both hands and he lifts you out of the water effortlessly. You let out a short-excited scream as he pulls you up and holds you close to his body. You’re barely able to straddle him, your chest was now just under his chin, your tank top clung to your breasts exposing your now hardened nipples. You placed both arms over his shoulders to prevent yourself from smothering his face with your bosom. He was so strong that you were able to sit comfortably on just the one arm, he looks out towards the grass and says,

“Watch”

Tommy used his free hand to splash water across the grass around you and it erupted with whirring, a horde of fireflies sprung out from their hiding places and lit up the night. You were stunned,

“I’ve never seen fireflies before, this is… this is magical.”

Tommy laughs and slowly turns to let you take in the full effect of the display before you, the glow of the fireflies created a warm soft light that was bright enough to let you see his eyes clearly, you couldn’t help but stare. He looked up at you, his eyes half lidded and glossy, he drank in every inch of the enchanting sight before him. When he looked into your eyes it was like projecting his soul into your mind, you could feel his emotions and you felt a deep comfort from it, like a warm blanket on a cold winter night.

You reach up and move his hair away from his face, he took your hand and held it to his cheek as he pressed his face into your touch, his eyes closing and letting out a deep breath. You smile at him and decide to be brave; you begin to slowly remove his mask but he abruptly stops your action with his hand, you could see his expression was full of worry, you say,

“If I keep my eyes closed will you let me take off your mask? I promise not to open them.”

Tommy looks off to the side thinking, he wasn’t scared of anything except losing you and he was worried that if you saw his full face, it would disturb you. He wondered what you were going to do, but the fear was stopping him from finding out. You see him deep in thought and speak again,

“Look” you close your eyes tightly, “I can’t see a thing, I promise I won’t peek.”

Tommy trusted you, and despite the anxiety running through his system, he removed his mask and let it hang down on one ear. He took your hand and guided it up to the left side of his face, which had no significant damage compared to the other side. You feel his stubble and softly move your hand down to his lips, they were smooth and parted slightly. You smile when your fingers reached his mouth, despite not being able to see his face, from what you were able to feel, you knew he was handsome. You slowly lower your head down and pause, hovering your lips over his and testing to see what he would allow. He didn’t resist.

You pressed your lips onto his and immediately felt a jolt of hormonal chemicals race through you like an electric shock, he let out a muffled sound of surprise. He pressed back and slowly lowered your body so he could kiss you on a more equal level. You extended the kiss by opening your mouth slightly, parting his lips only to press in on them again passionately, Tommy reciprocated the motion and was now breathing heavily through his nose, you could hear his heart beating loudly in his chest as he groaned with arousal, it was so deep that it vibrated into your chest further exciting you.

You could feel some strange deformation on one side of his face, your lips didn’t quite connect with his fully on his right side. You stayed closer to his left side since it felt a little bit more intact, you wished you could see how unique his face was. Imagining the damage done to him at such a young age was upsetting, it only emboldened your feelings for him.

The kiss was long and passionate, you both couldn’t get enough of each other, it felt like a sin to stop. Every time you pulled back from his lips, he leaned into you to catch them again parting and closing your mouths to enhance the connection you both so desperately craved. You could smell the air from his nose washing over you, it was strangely intoxicating almost like it was fresh mountain air which aroused you further. His free arm was now trailing up your spine until his hand found a resting place on the back of your neck.

You wanted more of him; your emotions were getting so intense that you moaned each time the pressure of the kiss increased. You placed your left hand on his shoulder, and your right on his collarbone. You ran your fingers over the thick muscle tensing on his neck, his carotid artery was pulsating with his heart beat, you continued feeling upwards and reached his jawline where his thick stubble prickled your fingertips. His features were so far above a stereotypically masculine ideal, it made you feel a cautious excitement, as if you encountered the final product of evolutionary success aimed to create a monster of man.

You finally pull away, making sure to keep your eyes closed. You are breathing heavily, letting out a soft moan as you lean your head back to get more air. Tommy covers his face back with the mask and gazes at you still drunk off the kiss and feeling lighter than air. The fireflies have now dispersed to the point where it was very dim around you both. He carries you back to the shallow area of the pond so you could stand up.

You smile, “Thank you for trusting me.”

Tommy nods and smiles under his mask. You wade in the water around him as he sits in the water so his torso is once again submerged, his head leaned back and eyes closed. You look around at the leftover fireflies lazily floating over top the glassy pond surface, the water gently laps at your hips.

 A feeling of unease creeps into your body and raises the hairs on the back of your neck, you stop moving and a sudden wave of anxiety rushed over you. In this moment you freeze and quiet your breathing, you felt an instinct to try to listen to the world around you very carefully but you couldn’t hear anything out of the ordinary. The feeling of something being…off was now overwhelming and setting you on edge. You quietly move closer to Tommy to create a sort of protective border from the surroundings and hold onto his arm, he opens his eyes and looks at you with concern.

“Somethings wrong” you say in a hushed tone.

Tommy immediately got up from his sitting position and stood alert, he closed his arms around you and searched with his eyes to see what spooked you;

He breathed out slowly and moved you back towards the dock. You were confused and frightened, a tense gut feeling was like an ancient ancestral alarm which you knew should never be ignored. He helped you up on the dock and followed behind after you walked toward your clothes. You quickly put on your tights and shoes and as Tommy got his clothes on you looked around, trying to find the source for this sudden dread. You slowly panned across the forest, until you see it.

In the distance, and shrouded in the shadows of night, a silhouette of a person stood still. It was too dark to make out any features and just as you saw them, they disappeared into the bush as if they were nothing but a hallucination. You get closer to Tommy who just finished pulling his shirt down over his body, you press your back into him to feel a sense of security. Tommy looks at you and bends his upper body over you as he looks around,

“Where” he says firmly,

You point to where the shadow was and whisper, “There was someone there, watching us.”

He didn’t need to see what you saw in order to know that the energy outside had shifted, all he wanted to do was get you to safety. He lifted you up into his arms and held you tightly, he took one look around to ensure the exit was safe and bolted; His movements were agile and fast, it almost felt supernatural. The trees whip past and you quickly lose sight of the pond, his footsteps reverberating thuds as he moves through the woods with expert agility.  Your eyes are wide with fear as you watch the forest behind you darken the further away you get; How Tommy was able to see things in the dark was a mystery to you.

Finally, you are out of the wooded area and coming up to where the silo was, the feeling of dread dissipates and Tommy slows his pace down, he wasn’t even huffing and puffing like most people would be doing after running so fast with a grown adult in their arms.

You hug him tightly, “Thank you for carrying me.”

You give him a kiss on his neck and continue to tighten your grip. Tommy brings you into the house and shuts the door behind you both, he gently lowers you to the floor, you keep hugging him as you stand on your tip toes. He felt very protective of you and was mad that someone scared you so much. His rage was building the more he thought about someone being on his property watching the two of you. He wondered how they would have been able to evade the multiple traps he set up around the pond perimeter.

Tommy grabs your shoulders and pushes you back slowly, he lifts your chin to have you look up at him. He sees the worried look on your face and it fuels his rage of the intruder,

“Go sleep, I gotta do somethin’.”

His voice was rich in baritone, you could hear anger in his words. You didn’t want him to leave, but before you could tell him to stay, he was out the door. You made your way to the washroom to shower off the pond water and get ready for sleep, Luda Mae and Charlie were already asleep upstairs, unaware of the situation. You were disturbed by what you saw, but as long as Tommy was out there, you felt safe in the house. You went to bed that night worried, who was that shadow and what will happen if Tommy catches them? The morning couldn’t come soon enough.

#what ya writin #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x y/n #slasher community #thomas hewitt x afab reader #leatherface 2006 #texas chainsaw massacre #my art #the fruit after the flesh #slasher smut #slasher x reader #slasher thirst #slasher fandom

[nimbusslasher]

october of slash-ember starts today.

november and december are still open for requests

This is the slash-ember master list♥️

☁️is for fluff

🔥is for smut

it goes fluff-smut-fluff-smut basis

Here’s october: (may make some changes idk)

15th - Carrie x Fem!Reader - Halloween Party ☁️

16th - Billy Loomis x AFAB!Reader - AfterParty 🔥

17th - Sinclairs(Bo, Vincent) x Reader - Sinclair Sandwich? ☁️

18th - Jennifer Check x AFAB!Reader - God You’re Butch. 🔥

19th - Pennywise x Reader - Sugar Crash ☁️

20th - Jason Voorhees x Petite!AFAB!Reader - Tight Fit 🔥

21st - Pinhead x Reader - Videos Games?☁️

22nd - Stu x AFAB!Reader - “Study” Meet. Okay. Sure.🔥

23rd - Jill Robert’s x Reader - Insomnia Snacks☁️

24th - Daniel Robatile(The Candyman) x AFAB!Reader - The Buzz🔥(hehe see what i did there? yeah okay ill leave sorry)

25th - Tiffany Valentine x Reader - Dolled Up☁️

26th - Thomas Hewitt x AFAB!Reader - New Bounds🔥

27th - Harry Warden x Reader - Washing Up☁️

28th - Bubba Sawyer x AFAB!Reader - New Views, New Experiences 🔥

29th - Dennis Crim x Reader - Allergen Affection ☁️

30th - Billy Lenz x Plus Size!AFAB!Reader - Needy, Needy, Needy… 🔥(this was purely self indulgent writing)

31st - Brahms Heelshire x Reader - Sick Day☁️

NOVEMBER.

1st - Open Slot🔥

2nd - Open Slot☁️

3rd - Open Slot🔥

4th - Open Slot☁️

5th - Open Slot🔥

6th - Open Slot☁️

7th - Open Slot🔥

8th- Open Slot☁️

9th - Open Slot🔥

10th - Open Slot☁️

11th - Open Slot🔥

12th - Open Slot☁️

13th - Open Slot🔥

14th - Open Slot☁️

15th - Open Slot🔥

16th - Open Slot☁️

17th - Open Slot🔥

18th - Open Slot☁️

19th - Open Slot🔥

20th - Open Slot☁️

21st - Open Slot🔥

22nd - Open Slot☁️

23rd - Open Slot🔥

24th - Open Slot☁️

25th - Open Slot🔥

26th - Open Slot☁️

27th - Open Slot🔥

28th - Open Slot☁️

29th - Open Slot🔥

30th - Open Slot☁️

DECEMBER.

1st - Open Slot🔥

2nd - Open Slot☁️

3rd - Open Slot🔥

4th - Open Slot☁️

5th - Open Slot🔥

6th - Open Slot☁️

7th - Open Slot🔥

8th - Open Slot☁️

9th - Open Slot🔥

10th - Open Slot☁️

11th - Open Slot🔥

12th - Open Slot☁️

13th - Open Slot🔥

14th - Open Slot☁️

15th - Open Slot🔥

16th - Open Slot☁️

17th - Open Slot🔥

18th - Open Slot☁️

19th - Open Slot🔥

20th - Open Slot☁️

21st - Open Slot🔥

22nd - Open Slot☁️

23rd - Open Slot🔥

24th - Open Slot☁️

25th - Open Slot🔥

26th - Open Slot☁️

27th - Open Slot🔥

28th - Open Slot☁️

29th - Open Slot🔥

30th - Open Slot☁️

31st - Open Slot🔥

Feel free to dm me or ask, any asks of slashers will go strictly in here. depending on their criteria is where they will go on the days.

[madamemedic]

Prince of Silence (Chapter One: Market Surprise)

(It's me again. Sorry for the wait, but I had to edit the prologue through Grammarly to eliminate the spelling and grammar issues. Anyway, please enjoy and forget to leave feedback.)

Thomas had grown to be a fine young man, undoubtedly one you could take to show your Mother. Luda was damned proud of her baby boy. But, unfortunately, Monty was correct about the treatment he would receive from his so-called Uncle. Not that Thomas cared; he didn't like Hoyt that much anyway. Besides, he has other people in his life that he loves and is loved in return.

He had decided it was time to leave the castle to explore the Kingdom soon to be his when Luda abdicated. Of course, the fact that it was going to him did not make Hoyt any nicer to the younger male, but once again, Thomas had learned to ignore the abusive insults that Hoyt threw at him. This was when Thomas could genuinely see what his soon-to-be Kingdom was like. Sure the formal events he got to see, but that was the clean and sanitized version. He wanted to see what the actual Kingdom was like; he could make a few changes for the better. Not that Luda was doing a lousy job, but there were always improvements to be made.

Thomas made his way through the busy market in midday; it was cold, but it didn't matter to Thomas as he was wrapped up to protect himself from the bitter cold. But of course, it didn't hurt that due to the bulk that was Thomas's frame, he was warmer than your average guy.

"HOT SOUP! GET YOUR HOT SOUP HERE!"

"THICK PELTS, GET YOUR FAMILY WARM PELT FOR THIS UPCOMING WINTER"

"FRESH MEAT AND FISH, YOURS FOR ONLY 2 SILVER PIECES EACH"

It was overwhelming to Thomas, having multiple people yell from each direction. He was going to leave, but his stomach rumbled. Thomas knew it was time for something to sate his hunger until he returned to the safety of his home so he could have some of his Mama's cooking. This had to do for now, at least.

Reaching his large hand out, he takes a hunk of freshly cooked ham from a stall and takes a bite out of it. But is stopped by a harsh noise in front of him. The stall seller did not look happy that Thomas was about to enjoy the meat without paying; he seemed downright furious.

"You going to pay for that young man? or do I have to get the police to arrest you for theft?" In Thomas's rush to explore, he must have forgotten to bring a small amount of money. The second problem is that Thomas doesn't speak, and without his interpreter, Thoams would have to use his voice. To be frank, Thomas didn't like his voice, so speaking was not an option.

The seller was getting angrier and angrier as Thomas stared at the man; sure, he was taller than the seller. However, something about this man told Thomas that his sheer size wouldn't help him this time. That was until a soft voice cut through the tension like a knife through butter.

"I'm so sorry, Sir, you must forgive me. I must not have given my Husband money to get food for himself." Wait, a second, Husband? He didn't remember marrying anybody, especially somebody his Mama had never met. So as he turned to face you, he felt his entire face heat up with surprise. There you were, your soft face and beautiful eyes sparkled like the most precious gems in the world.

"Oh yeah, well, pay up. I ain't got all day to wait for you, so pay or your Husband to get arrested for stealing." The seller narrowed his eyes at Thoams when he mentioned 'arrested.'

"Oh no, I am so sorry. You know what we women are like when we shop. We lose track of time, and our poor Husbands have to join despite being very bored... Honestly, I'm surprised he didn't come over here earlier. So how much?"

"Three silver coins" Thomas could see a flash of panic in this girl's eye, but it was gone just as it was there. No way was the random lady going to pay for food for somebody she had never met. If they did meet before, he would have remembered meeting such a beautiful young lady. No way is the young lady paying for my food; she barely looks like she can clothe herself with how bad your clothes are compared to everything surrounding him.

"Sure, here you go, Sir. Let's go, honey, to get home to the kids."

WAIT?! KIDS?! Thomas always wanted something, but due to his face, he simply accepted that he would die alone without the joy of being a Father. Without blessing his wonderful Mother with Grandchildren, something he knew she had always wanted to be. So Thomas could live in this moment and cherish when it when they parted ways. The thought of somebody who loved him that way made Thomas feel slightly light-headed. It only worsened when he touched your much smaller hand pull him away from the stool to somewhere a little less crowded. Your own hand was tiny compared to his large one. It felt so soft and smooth compared to his rough and large one. Thomas felt like he was in heaven; too bad his hand was let go too soon for his liking.

"Thank goodness, are you OK, Sir?. I was glad I had enough to help." Seeing a female look at him with no fear, disgust, or pity was strange. He was used to seeing in the eyes of men and women alike. He even saw it in his Mother's eyes. The same few looks. Thomas knew this had to be a dream. There was no way somebody like you treated him this way without trying to get something out of him since he was next in line to the throne. So many women have tried to get Thomas to be with them not for love but for power and money. It made him sick, but it didn't even look like you knew who he was, and some part of Thomas hopped it stay this way.

"Hmm", Thomas grunted at you, still not wanting to speak but at least deserving a response from him; his Mother raised him to be better.

"You don't talk much, do you, big guy?" You started to sway from the ball of your feet to the heel. The slow rocking motion was almost enough to make Thomas sleepy.

Thomas once again acknowledged with another grunt. This was when Thomas knew she would get tired of his lacklustre responses and leave him, but she strayed to his surprise.

"So, are you enjoying your time at the market? I mean, before that guy was mean to you." You even stayed to make sure that he was OK? Now he knew he had to be dreaming; nobody cared to ask Thomas how he was other than Mama, Bubba and maybe a few staff members. Before he could reply, you suddenly looked at the town clock and panicked. NO!. He just needed more time to at least get your name. At least you got to say goodbye when you left, but that was it. You were gone, and now Thomas was alone again. That was until he was a member of staff running towards him. He was in trouble.

"Young Master Hewitt, your Mother is worried sick and Young Master Bubba is upset that you left without saying goodbye. Or at least saying what you were going for lunch. Did you even bring any money with you?" Thomas looked at the man that was panting, red-faced and, for the lack of a better word, angry.

Thomas showed the other male a small hock of now lukewarm ham, it wasn't big, but it was only what that vendor was selling. Of course, Thomas was used to many better cuts of meat than the one in his enclosed fist. However, Thomas was still in awe that a stranger had brought this for him without expecting anything in return. Unlike the other people in his life. Greedy people saw Thomas as a means to an end or even a chance to branch off to more prominent people to parasite off of.

"Oh, you did bring some money; at least you thought of that before you left" Thomas shook his head. He felt slightly ashamed that he didn't think to bring any money with him and even more so that a total stranger had to bail him out. Of course, he could have just shown the seller that he was the Prince and would have been paid, but the young lady was there first.

The servant didn't look happy at Thomas's response. He thought that his young Prince would be above stealing. Well, he certainly had hoped so. But, just as soon as he was about to speak, Thomas knew he had to say something despite his dislike for speaking.

"Lady got it for me" Now, even the servant was shocked. Somebody had gone out of the way to buy the item for Thomas, but where were they now? Why did Thomas look so sad? Did this person also insult the young Prince for not bringing money, so they got him this to make fun of him? When did this happen?

"Young Master Hewitt, why do you look so sullen? Was she mean or something because if so..."

"No, she was nice, Harvey" Thomas felt he had to defend you, even though this was the first and most likely last time he was going to see you.

"Did she know who you were? You can never be too careful with certain people" Thomas knew Harvey only meant the best. Still, he couldn't help but want to defend your honour even if you were only a stranger.

Thomas, at this point, zoned out but then spotted a torn piece of cloth attached to a wagon. It matched the same type that was made of your dress. It was brown and thin looking. He quickly went to grab it and felt it along his fingers. The material was rough, light, and not a nice feeling. But it came from you, and Thomas had to find you.

"Is that from the young lady?" Thomas nodded as he felt the tiny scrap of fabric between his fingers. Sure it was only a scrap of cloth, but he would always ask the royal tailor where it was sold, and maybe he could find you there. Thomas could hope, and perhaps he could thank you properly.

(Thank you for reading. Sorry for the constant reuploading of the prologue, but it had to be just right. I'll post more frequently. Thank you, Grammarly, for making this legible)

#thomas hewitt x reader #thomas brown hewitt x reader #leatherface x reader #Leatherface AU #Leatherface fanfiction #slasher x reader #slasher fanfic #fem!reader #afab reader

[creepswrites]

❝ CREEPS ‣ HE/IT ‣ REQUESTS OPEN ❞ ‣ ALL WRITING ‣ MASTERLIST ‣ VIEW RULES AND REGULATIONS BELOW TO REQUEST!

I. ❝ RESTRICTIONS ❞

‣ The following themes are PROHIBITED: racism, homophobia, transphobia, inc*st, ped*philia, illegal age gaps, extreme/harmful fetishes and kinks, r*pe, self-h*rm, suic*de, & extremely graphic abuse/depictions of abuse.

‣ Topics such as mental illness, violent scenes, and mention/depiction of abuse may pop up on occasion and will be properly tagged. While violent scenes may occur, I try to avoid topics I know to be upsetting to read as well as topics I myself find upsetting.

‣ I will NOT write smut with underage muses of mine, even if the reader is the same age.

‣ I will write for AMAB, AFAB, TRANS, and GN READERS! If you have specific pronouns for your reader request, make sure to state those! I always default to gender neutral reader unless otherwise specified :)

‣ Please do NOT repost my writing anywhere! Ask to translate, do not unless I have given explicit permission for you to do so.

II. ❝ THEMES ❞

‣ Common themes I write for include but are not limited to:

fluff / slice of life

angst / darker themes

nsfw / smut

violence

multi-chapter stories

‣ I do write reader x canon OR canon x canon, so long as it does not violate any of my restrictions! I can be picky about what canon x canon pairing I write for though, it has to speak to me.

III. ❝ REQUESTING ❞

‣ I reserve the right to deny any request for any reason.

‣ Do not spam/pressure me to write! I write for what inspires me in the moment. Requests will be completed when I have the time.

‣ Requests sent when they're closed will be discarded!

HEADCANONS | 1-3K ONESHOT | 4K+ ONESHOT

‣ Headcanons : Five character max, one character min. If the headcanon prompt is specific enough, it can be combined with a small drabble! These vary in length/detail. Unless characters for headcanons are specified, I'll likely write as many/as few as I feel inspired for! Usually within the same fandom/theme, so long as they fit the prompt given!

‣ 1-3k Oneshot : These vary in length & detail depending on the material provided. If requesting, please specify, otherwise I default to headcanons. These can take me longer than headcanons so I take requests for them more sparingly.

‣ 4k+ Oneshot : Meant for more specific scenarios with lots of ideas & content involved! I rarely do these unless I'm particularly inspired by the prompt given. Usually, 4k+ is reserved for long-term story chapters.

IV. ❝ MUSES ❞

‣ Michael Myers : Halloween (1987, RZ, & 2018/Kills)

‣ Jason Voorhees : Friday the 13th

‣ Bubba Sawyer & Thomas Hewitt : The Texas Chainsaw Massacre

‣ Brahms Heelshire : The Boy (2016)

‣ Billy Lenz : Black Christmas (1974)

‣ Vincent Sinclar, Bo Sinclair, & Lester Sinclair : House of Wax (2005)

‣ Stu Macher & Billy Loomis : Scream

‣ Leslie Vernon : Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon

‣ Pyramid Head : Silent Hill

‣ Carrie White : Carrie

‣ Danny Johnson, Anna, & Amanda Young : Dead by Daylight ‣ You may ask me to try any DBD character though!

‣ Corey Cunningham : Halloween Ends (sparingly)

‣ Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Mike Wheeler, Will Byers : Stranger Things (sparingly)

‣ Bill Denbrough, Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, Mike Hanlon, Beverly Marsh, Ben Hanscom : IT (1990, 2017 & 2019) (sparingly)

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#🔪 creeps writes #slasher fanfiction #slasher x reader #slasher x s/o #horror writing #halloween 1978 #house of wax #black christmas #behind the mask #the texas chainsaw massacre #friday the 13th #the boy 2016 #carrie 1976 #dead by daylight #silent hill #scream #halloween ends #stranger things #it 2017

[hard-to-be-the-bard]

Horror/Slasher Masterlist

All the horror peeps in one place

Hannibal:

Asexual Male Reader

Avoidant Attachment Disorder

Snow Day

Collapsing reader

Spicy Food

Deadpool S/O

Thanksgiving

Body Swap!

SMUT

Meme Gremlin S/O

Hannibal x Reader x Will:

Being hit on Hannibal x Reader x Will

Affections Hannibal x Reader x Will

Will x Reader x Hannibal

Margot Verger:

Protected

Meme Gremlin S/O

Will Graham:

Asexual Male Reader

Reader who owns dogs

Stray Dogs

Will Graham x s/o

Short s/o

Thanksgiving

Dating Will Graham

Sub!Will SMUT

Baking Reader

Stutter

Body Swap!

Cuddling

Deadpool!S/O

Meme Gremlin S/O

Non Binary Reader

Bo Sinclair:

Asexual Male Reader

Jealous Slashers

Mommy Kink NSFW

S/O who bursts out crying

Soulmate Scar AU

Bo with calm s/o

S/O who wears his clothes and pretends to be him

S/o with djungelskog

Chubby Reader

Heat Exhaustion

Soulmate Name AU

British Reader

Thanksgiving

Shaved Legs

Disney

Bubble Baths

Flat S/O

Snow day

Lester SInclair:

Animal Lover S/O

Mommy Kink NSFW

12 Days of Lester: Part 1  Part 2   Part 3    Part 4   Part 5   Part 6    Part 7    Part 8 Part 9  Part 10  Part 11   Part 12

Chubby Reader

Soulmate Name AU

S/O who bursts out crying

Shaved Legs

Nerdy reader

Reader who talks down about themselves 

Long Fic: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Vincent Sinclair:

Mommy Kink NSFW

You’re my favourite piece of art

S/O defends him in front of Bo

Reader who talks down about themself

Soulmate Scar AU

NSFW

Chubby Reader

Clingy s/o

Heat Exhaustion

Body Swap AU

Soulmate Name AU

S/O who bursts out crying

AFAB Reader SMUT

Bubble Baths

First meeting

Reader on her period

Patrick Bateman:

Asexual Male Reader

His clothes

Halloween Songs

Body Swap!

Michael Myers:

Jealous Slashers

Snow Day

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O

Half Sister

First Words Soulmate AU

Chubby Reader

Heat Exhaustion

Body Swap AU

Thanksgiving

Trans!Male Reader

Stretch Marks

Admirer

Flat S/O

Snow day

Jason Voorhees:

Snow Day

Mommy Kink NSFW

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O

Jason X Reader Part 1:The killer at camp crystal lake

Chubby Reader

Body Swap AU

Thanksgiving

Shaved Legs

Reader on her period

Trans!Male Reader

Stretch Marks

Admirer

Flat S/O

Bubba Sawyer:

Animal Lover S/O

Flat S/O

Brahms Heelshire:

Mommy Kink NSFW

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O

Half Sister

Shaved Legs

Chop Top:

General relationship HC

Thomas Hewitt:

Jealous Slashers

Animal Lover S/O

Chubby s/o

First Words Soulmate AU

S/o with djungelskog

Clingy s/o

Tackle Hug

Heat Exhaustion

Protected

Marriage?

Body Swap AU

Soulmate Name AU

British Reader

Thanksgiving

Disney

Bubble Baths

Reader on her period

Trans!Male Reader

Flat S/O

Jesse Cromeans:

Animal Lover S/O

Short Reader

Body Swap!

Otis Driftwood:

Heat Exhaustion

Tattoos

Nerd Reader

Bubble Baths

Evan McMillan (The Trapper):

The entity

Gunslinger:

Picnic by the train tracks

Asa Emory:

s/o who helps him

Deaf!Mute reader

Short Reader

Soulmate Name AU

Bubble Baths

Body Swap!

Ghostface:

Ray of sunshine S/O

Pyramid Head:

Day at the zoo with S/O head canons

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Reaction to Clingy/Touch starved S/O

Reader on her period

Stretch Marks

Admirer

Snow day

Billy Loomis:

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Watching Scary Movies with S/O

Stu Macher:

Watching Scary Movies with S/O

S/o with djungelskog

British Reader

Flat S/O

Stu Macher:

Watching Scary Movies with S/O

S/o with djungelskog

British Reader

Flat S/O

Carrie:

”Hold this” But it’s their S/O’s hand

Carrie going to prom with S/O who finds out about the blood prank

Trans!Male Reader

Yautja:

Chubby Reader

Stretch Marks

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☆ Masterlist ☆

Baby Firefly

☆ How they’d act on Valentine’s Day (sfw)

☆ Slashers with an s/o who likes having their hair played with (sfw, gn reader)

☆ Slashers reacting to you self harming (non-graphic but still, massive TW)

Billy Loomis

☆ Slashers reacting to you self harming (non-graphic but still, massive TW)

Stu Macher

☆ Slashers reacting to you self harming (non-graphic but still, massive TW)

Bo Sinclair

☆ Slashers reacting to their s/o coming to visit them while completely naked (nsfw, gn reader)

☆ A Lace Suprise (nsfw, f reader, daddy kink)

☆ Slashers with an s/o who likes having their hair played with (sfw, gn reader)

☆ Sinclair brothers NSFW headcanons (GN reader)

Vincent Sinclair

☆ Slashers with an alternative s/o (slightly nsfw)

☆ Sinclair brothers NSFW headcanons (GN reader)

Lester Sinclair

☆ Sinclair brothers NSFW headcanons (GN reader)

Bubba Sawyer

☆ Slashers reacting to their s/o coming to visit them while completely naked (nsfw, gn reader)

☆ NSFW alphabet (f reader)

Charles Lee Ray

☆ Slashers with an alternative s/o (slightly nsfw)

Jason Voorhees

☆ Jason Gets Excited (nsfw, afab reader, thigh fucking)

Otis Driftwood

☆ Slashers reacting to their s/o coming to visit them while completely naked (nsfw, gn reader)

☆ Slashers with an alternative s/o (slightly nsfw)

☆ Bringing Breakfast (nsfw, x female reader)

☆ How they’d act on Valentine’s Day (sfw)

☆ Slashers with an s/o who likes having their hair played with (sfw, gn reader)

☆ NSFW alphabet (f reader)

☆ Slashers reacting to you self harming (non-graphic but still, massive TW)

Patrick Bateman

☆ Slashers with an alternative s/o (slightly nsfw)

Tiffany Valentine

☆ How they’d act on Valentine’s Day (sfw)

Thomas Hewitt

Misc: Firefly family headcanons (sfw)

Poly! Otis Driftwood and Baby Firefly (they’re dating you, not each other)

☆ With an s/o who’s scared of horror movies (gn reader, sfw ish)