#wispywrites *;

[wispyhearts-heaven]

Slashers Finding Out You're Married

Your old family friend, the slashers, finds out that you're married when you have a run-in with them.

Minors: Do Not Interact

Warnings: Abduction, slashers being slashers, death, hinted Stockholm Syndrome, Hoyt being Hoyt, use of the word whore but meant to be gender-neutral

Slashers: Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Brahms Heelshire and Thomas Hewitt

Bo Sinclair:

Out on the town? He probably didn't know it was you. He's too focused on getting back home.

If you manage to find your way back to Ambrose with your partner, he might be a bit too into character to notice it was you.

But if you get him by himself?

"Bo?" You ask, his name ringing in the garage as you step closer to him, the weight of the ring on your left-hand finds itself to be two times heavier now that you know. "I can't believe you're still here."

"Fuck, Y/N. What are you doing here?"

It's when your partner walks up to you and presses a kiss do you see the recognition and warmth from Bo's face melt away.

Bo either does one of two things:

One: throws the closest, sharpest thing at your partner, painting you in their blood; or

Two: continues on with the southern charm and waits to corral you off to his basement.

At this point he doesn't care how he gets you, he just needs to get you away from this asshole

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent would have to care about you on an extreme level to not turn you into wax, because at this point, you probably would've had to cross Bo.

Bo, if he knew about Vincent's feelings for you, would (depending on his mood) tell Vincent your married, or would wait for you to tell

Either way, you're kind of screwed

Any happiness of seeing Bo, Vincent and/or Lester has disappeared as he shakes when hearing the news that you're married.

They won't kill you, no, you mean too much to Vincent.

But that doesn't stop them from keeping you chained up underneath the House of Wax, or in Vincent's room.

You'd forgive them eventually, your SO was holding you back.

Lester Sinclair

Won't kidnap you, but he also won't not tell you or your partner about what lies ahead of you in Ambrose

Of course, he will ask (read: plead) with Bo and Vincent to not kill you. They can do whatever they want with your partner but please, don't kill Y/N.

It's a good thing that Bo and Vincent know who you are, so it's easy to move you away from your partner.

Vincent shows you the House of Wax, Bo deals with your partner and the car.

All of a sudden, halfway through your tour of the House, Lester comes running in, saying that your partner drove out of Ambrose in a hurry

"Y/N?" Your name rings out, muffled only slightly by the wax walls. You look down from the balcony to see Lester, who looks back up at you, suddenly relieved. "I'd thought you'd left without saying goodbye."

"What? Lester. I wouldn't do that why would you think that?" You ask as you walk down the stairs, careful not to trip.

"Your car, left'in a rush and I thought-"

"What?" Lester sees your heart shatter and you stumble a bit. Lester catches you and pulls you into him, telling you its okay as Vincent slinks off.

You might be broken for a while, but Lester's there to put you back together

Brahms Heelshire

You hadn't seen Brahms since his eighth birthday when his house burnt and he died.

But when you saw the advertisement in the paper about the Heelshire's needing a nanny, you couldn't help your curiosity.

Even though your partner wasn't exactly keen on you leaving, you couldn't turn away from the opportunity.

It had been years, so Mr and Mrs. Heelshire certainly didn't recognise you

Honestly, Brahms didn't recognise you either, not with his mask, the walls and age in the way

It took the Heelshires leaving and you breaking down in Brahms room for him to recognise who you were

"I'm so sorry Brahms." You cry as you hold on to his doll. "You deserve so much more than this. I wish-"

"Y/N?" It's his kid voice calling out for you from behind the walls and you quickly turn towards the sound.

"Brahms?"

Any hope of you going back home has now vanished.

Partner? Oh well, you are definitely stuck here now

Brahms will not allow visitation, you are solely his, and the idea of you leaving? He will guilt trip you.

If your partner tries to come to the manor, Brahms will kill them, even if you try to explain who it is

He doesn't care if you hate him after he kills your partner, where else can you go?

Thomas Hewitt

Yeah, it's going to sting.

You probably grew up around there and would have had to have been one of the only people to not make fun of him for existing

Luda Mae loved you and often invited you over to the Hewitt household, but you and Thomas played outside.

You had been taken away with your family as the town started slowing down and moved to the big city

When you'd come back through, it's likely a honeymoon or travel for an anniversary. Something that makes you want to see what's left of your hometown.

Your partner is slightly adverse, but you insist.

Running into Hoyt is a nightmare you had sworn would only happen in a horror movie and you apologise to your partner

Then you see you're outside the Hewitt house and you cry even more when you hear "THOMAS" out of Hoyt's mouth.

Thomas grabs you, only for him to recognise you after a moment.

"Thomas?" You ask softly, and suddenly he stops moving. "Thomas Hewitt? It's me, it's Y/N-" And then Hoyt hits you, or goes to hit you but Thomas moves you quickly away, now carrying you closer to bridal style.

"What are you doing with them?" Hoyt asks. "Whore like them-"

Thomas walks away with you in his arms towards the house and you can hear Hoyt yelling at him behind you.

You might mutter or ask about your partner but Thomas will ignore it as he sits you down in the living room, in front of Luda Mae and Monty

Monty doesn't really remember you, but Luda does, and while Luda might have moments where she listens to Hoyt, in the end, it's Thomas and Luda against Hoyt (because Monty has little to no opinion about it)

Please don't ask Thomas about your partner

And don't ask what the meat is (although, Luda and Thomas will try to feed you better cuts off meat)

#wispywrites #bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair #vincent sinclair x reader #lester sinclair #lester sinclair x reader #brahms heelshire #brahms heelsire x reader #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader #house of wax #the boy 2016 #texas chainsaw the beginning #slasher #slasher headcanons #slasher fandom #slasher x reader

[pink-wisp]

COMPLETED

"I want to stay at Beacon."

A look into Penny's early robo days and life in Atlas before the Fall of Beacon. Penny trying keep her robot-ness a secret from her faux Team APCX (Apex) and trying to figuring out how humans-and-emotions™ work. Along the way she meets Winter, the Happy Huntresses, and Ace-Ops.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Penny Polendina/Winter Schnee/May Marigold/Original Female Character(s)

Characters: Penny Polendina, Ciel Soleil, Pietro Polendina, Original Female Character(s), May Marigold, Winter Schnee

Tags: Canon Compliant, Slice of Life, Humor, Action/Adventure, Self-Discovery, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Eventual Relationships, OT4, Penny Polendina Centric

Chapter: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, Intermission,  8,  9,  10

Newest Chapter: Eleven and Twelve

#penny polendina #winter schnee #rwby #May Marigold #ciel soleil #wispywrites #cutting strings #Aurora Glade #ashley xanthic

[wispycecilia]

two against the universe.

okkotsu yuuta x reader

[10:02] - 540 words.

synopsis: you stare at him as if he’s the world that your life revolves around. a shame that he doesn’t notice it during the simpler times in life. but then again, this might be exactly what you two needed.

notes: slight shibuya arc spoilers. angst to fluff. unedited. not proofread. self-indulgent cuz online learning got my emotions twisted. british english used.

a/n: was in my feels a lil bit. i’ve sucked tumblr and ao3 dry of yuuta fics & now searching for crumbs… enjoy my brain-rot ya’ll

 To bask in tranquil dreams and bated breaths; to love so deeply it shakes your very existence.

That’s how Okkotsu Yuuta felt towards you.

If only you knew how deeply you affected him, how he wanted to feel you within his arms so desperately, to watch you adorned in his jumper that would no doubt be oversized on you. Mine. He would say, as you two pranced around his bedroom in the insomnia-filled air, ignoring the tribulations of the sorcery world.

But he knew better. He knew by the way his best friend looked at you as if you were a twinkling star in the shackles of the universe, and the way you reciprocated these looks with an airy laugh, he knew he was a mere bystander in this game for two.

His heart hurt. He hurt. He would abandon everything he had if you just said the word. The ring that gleamed so beautifully of what was once childhood innocence would slip off his finger. All for you.

But Yuuta missed the way you would stare at him with galaxies in your eyes. How Toge would send mischievous looks, a silent reminder to not stare at Yuuta too hard, lest he catches onto your longing glances. He missed how you saw him as not the bystander, but the character whose very existence was the pinnacle of your happiness.

When things were more innocent, Toge wanted to escape this awkward game of push-and-pull between the two of you. The game built around mistaken ideologies and unsaid whisper. The cursed speech user told Yuuta once – well, as much as he could – but it was shaken off with a confession that he’s not good enough for an angel like you. How could a person be so in denial?

But now, as the two of you sit on top of the roof-tops of a now desolate building, staring down at a ruined Shibuya, Yuuta catches the way you look at him: as if he’s your entire word, the same look he gives you.

With teary eyes and a choke escaping your mouth came a silent plea. Please stay. Please understand the underlying meanings of my words. Your eyes begged.

‘You’re all I have left. Yuuta, I’m so glad you’re back.’

In that moment, he could do nothing else besides pull you into a desperate hug. One that he let his inner anxieties seep into. Though, he was relieved.

After all, Yuuta has finally realised that his thoughts were misconstrued. You and him, the protagonists of the universe, were so deeply and utterly in love.

A kiss sealed the deal. It was you two against the world of curses and so-called heroes.

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #yuuta okkotsu x reader #okkotsu yuuta x reader #okkotsu yuta x reader #yuta okkotsu x reader #jjk #yuuta okkotsu #jjk imagine #yuta angst #jjk fanfic #yuta fluff #yuta x y/n #yuta x you #anime x reader #anime x you #anime x y/n #inumaki toge #wispywrites *; #sorcery collection *;

[wispyhearts-heaven]

Comfort by Sinclair Titties

Warnings: NSFW, slight daddy kink, slight cockwarming, tried to keep it gn!reader, titty sucking

Slashers: Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair (may do more later)

Not my gifs!

Bo Sinclair:

Found it really weird at first

God I cannot imagine how much this man would tease you the first time you bring it up .

“You wanna fucking what baby? With what time?”

He likes it, but he likes teasing you about it more.

The sensation of you sucking on his nipple has him cradling your head in his hands.

Will dirty talk while you do it

Can’t stop himself and will probably make it turn sexual

I’m so sorry but will call himself daddy

“You like sucking daddy’s nipple, huh baby.”

“Using your mouth for something good.”

“Fuck, use your tongue baby.”

Dirty whore man loves you sucking his nipples.

Have to do it in the bedroom, because while he definitely has an exhibition kink, it makes him way too vulnerable

Will have you sit on his cock while you suckle.

Cradles your head

It’s the softest you will get Bo bar post-BDSM sex

Vincent Sinclair:

Blushed ALL the way down his body

So flustered

First time you do it, his mask is on

He doesn’t want you to see how red his face is

Will make little noises as you suck at his nipples

First few times he’ll not know whether or not to touch you

After you do it a few times, he’ll put his hands on your head’

If you have hair, he’s tugging at it. Not to get you to pull away

May make it sexual, but if he gets turned on and you aren’t feeling it, he won’t make that move

He’ll just jerk off later thinking about it

Will have to do it somewhere he is sure no one will find him

He cannot imagine Bo walking in. He would never be seen again

#bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair #vincent sinclair x reader #slashers #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #house of wax #house of wax 2005 #how 2005 #sinclair twins #wispywrites

[wispyhearts-heaven]

also

Vincent with an s/o who's really insecure and upset about their face cause they can't stop picking at their skin? (dermatillomania)

- 🔪

my parents have been telling me to "just stop scratching" for the last ~10 years but for some reason it hasn't magically changed anything O.O /s

Yes... I'm so sorry for how long this has been sitting in my drafts... I have the exact same problem so little bit self-insert because

Minors: Do Not Interact

Warnings: NSFW implied, self-conscious reader, skin picking

Pairings/Slashers: Vincent Sinclair (established)

Not my gif!

You saw the way he first reacted to you picking at your face. It was at a vanity, you weren't even looking in the mirror.

Just sitting there, staring into space, picking at a piece of skin on your chin.

He's been working on a new art piece (cough, person) and looks up

He doesn't know you're staring off into space

When you look back in the mirror, you get angry with yourself, pulling your hand away from your face, but your eyes linger on the image on your face, the scars that have been left over

You see in the corner of your eye that he quickly looks back down at his art and moves away

You start doing it more in private after that but he still sees the marks that it's left on your skin

He doesn't say anything (or sign anything... or anything) to get you to stop, but he certainly feels a little bit self-conscious...

And when he's self-conscious he is likely to wallow by himself and doesn't want to see anyone

He doesn't think you're bullying him or anything... it just makes him worry about how you see his face.

You'd have to bring it up, it's uncontrollable, that you're self-conscious of your face.

You're gonna both need a little bit of love from each other and while this man would make art of you, just to show how he views you as an ethereal being, he's also going to need reassurance that you don't think his face is ugly

He's not going to try and force you to stop, he understands uncontrollable urges (he kills people), but you might find that he'll come over and kiss your scars (even with his mask)

He'll brush his hand against yours, looking at you to ensure the touch is okay, and then he'll bring your hand up to his face, he'll kiss it, it put it on his cheek, mask or no.

He'll hold your hand and if you do it with your other hand? That's okay

He will find a way to give you something to do with both of your hands

And possibly a new facial... 🍆💦

#house of wax 2005 #house of wax #slasher x reader #slasher fandom #slashers x reader #vincent sinclair #vincent sinclair x reader #wispywrites

[wispyhearts-heaven]

might I suggest

(sorry if I sent something like this before, I literally just copied it from another ask I sent another blog)

"that's literally just such a THING in my mind, like I love all of the Sinclairs anyway, so the idea of Bo just shamelessly fingering me while Vincent and Lester are watching?

like, he's explicitly inviting them to watch?"

- 🔪

Yeeee

Shameless Bo 😍

Minors: Do Not Interact

Warnings: So Sinclair, smut, exhibition kink, AFAB reader

Slashers/Pairings: Bo Sinclair x reader

Bo had an exhibition kink, you always knew but it was especially obvious when he fucked you against the glass of the garage.

Sure, maybe no one could see you but with the way he was speaking... Yeah, he had an exhibition kink.

He started getting riskier with it as you got more used to it.

It started with the both of you in the kitchen. You were leaning against the kitchen counter and he came up behind you. His fingers running over your stomach as he pressed his cock into you. You were almost surprised to feel how hard it was.

"Really? Right here?"

He huffed against your ear and you can hear the smile as he talked to you. "You got a problem with that baby?" He asked as his hand found his way to the buttons on your shorts. "You didn't have a problem with it yesterday."

"That was different." You argued, although it barely made much difference as you jokingly nudged him. He found the zipper and pulled it down as he kissed at your neck. "I knew Lester wasn't around."

"Lester could only wish you were his, baby." He said as he shoved your pants down your legs, his hands finding their way to your clit. "Look at you, already wet for me."

You hear Lester before you see him, his boyish laugh sounding outside. You know it's lunchtime, which is why you had originally been in the kitchen.

"Bo." You groaned quietly.

"I know baby, I know." But he didn't pull away. Instead, he pushed a finger into your cunt, a moan from your mouth following his actions. The door opened, and Bo urged you to remove your pants and put your legon the counter. "Put your pretty pussy on display for them."

You rest your head against his shoulder, rolling to the side as you let out a breathy moan, your cunt clenching around his fingers as he adds another into you.

To your chagrin, it's not just Lester, but Vincent as well. "Bo." You whisper, which turns into a whimper as he pumps up into you, his other hand coming down to rub your clit.

"Let them see you."

Lester and Vincent will have no idea what to do. While Lester will probably hide a smirk, Vincent's eyes will roam over your body, probably trying to ignore the fact it's his brother touching you.

Bo's going to ride your orgasm for a while. He wants you to be making eye contact with his brothers as you gush over his hands while he coos in your ear.

Will definitely make you suck your orgasm off his fingers and then will walk away and leave you to be embarrassed in front of his brothers.

Don't worry, he's not giving himself blue balls, he'll fuck you tonight. One step at a time.

#wispywrites #wispyanon #bo sinclair x reader #bo sinclair x you #house of wax 2005 #house of wax #how 2005

[wispyhearts-heaven]

Soulmate Scars

Hi, I got possessed by something (reading soulmate fanfic and recently finishing the beautiful Horizon Forbidden West) and I wrote this. I'll be going back to my hole now. Please enjoy

Minors: Do Not Interact

Warnings: 2.8k fic, no beta we die like Paige, reader is gender neutral but described to have long hair, reader knows ASL, reader is referred to as ‘baby’, unresolved sexual tension because this was already too long for my brain to handle.

Slashers/Pairings: Vincent Sinclair x Reader, (implied) Bo Sinclair x Reader

The trip was meant to be simple. A few days down near Baton Rouge and then back with a group of your friends. Maggie had planned everything out, Lucas decided to play with the GPS, you and Tori sat in the back while the couple argued about which way was better.

And then the signs indicated that there was a blocked road. Maggie had been furious, and while she didn’t say anything to him, the anger was palpable in the car.

“How about we just pull over at the closest town?” Tori suggests.

Lucas, sheepishly agrees. Maggie sighs. “I don’t really want to be driving all night. Y/N?”

“I don’t see a problem with stopping for the night. There was a road sign for Ambrose, we could stop there.” You shrug your shoulders.”I should probably put my hair down.” You pull your hand up to undo your bobby pin but Tori stops you.

“Who cares what they think.” Tori puts her hand on your scared cheek. “We’ll never see them again.”

“Yeah, fuck them.” Lucas says as he turns around. “Just cause we’re all boring.” “You aren’t boring,” You scoff, but bring your hand back down to your side, leaving your hair up. “You’re just… normal.”

“Say that to the scar on my -”

“You are already on thin ice, Lucas.” Maggie cuts Lucas off before he can share anything. Both you and Tori laugh as Lucas turns back around. Maggie drives in on the dirt road, making her way towards the gas station. “I don’t see a sign for a motel.”

“Maybe it’s further up the back.” Tori says,”there’s a guy in the station, we should just ask him.”

Lucas opens the door to the truck, closing it and then opening your door. “Ever the gentlemen.” You say as he bows. You smack his cap as he shuts the door, the both of you walking around the back. You stick your hands in your jacket pockets as the four of you make your way towards the station. Whoever was inside the station meets you halfway.

“Y'alright?” He asks. He’s tall, taller than Lucas anyway, and dressed in a pair of overalls with a cap on his head hiding a head of curls.

“Yeah, just wondering if there was a place to stay for the night?” Maggie asks.

“Even just a camping spot is fine.” Tori says as he looks hesitant.

“We ain’t really had a running motel since the sugar mill shut down.” He takes his cap off as he scratches the back of his head and neck. It’s then that you make eye contact with him, his eyes drifting towards your face with a furrow in his brow. You can’t stand it anymore as you look away from him and towards Lucas, who came up on your side. Whatever the stranger says next you don’t hear.

“Don’t mind the asshole.” Lucas mutters into your ear.

“I know.” You mumble back before looking back at the group in front of you. You move out of the shadows and towards Tori, coming up on her left. 

“- might be washed out a bit.” He laughs, looking at Tori, although you see his eyes flick towards you. “I’m Bo, by the way.”

“Tori.” She responds back, shaking his hand. “Y/N,” she motions to you, “Maggie and Lucas.” She then motions to the other two. “Thanks for your help by the way.”

“Not a problem.” He says, smiling. “You guys need anything before you leave?”

“Nah, we should be stocked enough for the night.” Lucas says, his expression close to a glare and he sounds well pissed off. Maggie elbows him but Lucas doesn’t move.

“Should be an easy night, just be careful. There’s a road pit nearby, brings a pretty putrid smell with the wind.”

“Thank you.” Tori says, bumping your arm with a smile as she turns around.

You hear the bell go for the gas station and the four of you load up in the car. “That guy was an asshole.” Lucas mutters as Maggie starts the car.

“Nah, I think he was checking our friend out.” Tori says.

“Oh my god, shut up.” You mutter, albeit with a smile on your face. “Just take us to the campsite.”

=

You got through the night fine. Although all of your necks were a little worse for wear. It’s when Maggie tries to get the car started that it all kind of goes to shit.

“I could’ve sworn I filled up the car at our last stop.” Maggie groans as she hits her head against the steering wheel.

“Maybe there’s a leak?” Lucas offers and Maggie moves out of the car again to check.

“Maybe we can ask Bo to come out here and have a look?” Tori suggests.

“It’s not a bad idea.” You back her up with a shrug. “We could head into town, see if he’s at the shop and if he is, ask him to come down here.”

“What if he isn’t at the shop?” Maggie asks, frustrated but not angry.

“We can call you? Wait for a bit and if he doesn’t show up, we head back and come up with another plan?” Tori says.

“Better than waiting for anyone here.” Lucas says and then turns to Maggie. “I know it puts a bit of a dent in our plans but we’ll get back on track soon enough.” She nods her head and folds into his embrace.

“Come on, Y/N let's head back.” Tori held out her arm for you, which you took, the both of you walking away from the car and back towards Ambrose.

You make it a little way away before you start giggling. Tori looks at you with a raised eyebrow. “What are you laughing about?”

“They’re totally gonna fuck.”

Tori throws her head back and nearly trips over a rock on the ground. “You aren’t allowed to say such things!”

“Oh shut up.” You shove her slightly. “You’re just annoyed I said it first.”

"No, you are just way too innocent to be saying anything like that."

You huff. "Just because I've never had sex." You mutter mostly to yourself. "I'm far from innocent. The internet exists, Tori."

"Oh, l thought you were Amish." 

You shove her away from you, again. “It’s too hot for you to be invading my personal space.” As you said that, Tori wraps her arm around your neck and brings you down for a Noogie. When she separates from you, she seems to briefly sober up.

"If Bo does anything to make you uncomfortable, we're going straight back to the others." She says, "I was joking around before but I don't like how he was looking at you."

"What. Like have a fucked up face? He's not the first person to stare." You shrug.

"There was something else to it. You were too busy not looking to notice."

"Yeah, well, I don't like always being the freak in the room."

Tori smacks you on the back of the head. "You aren't. It's the people who were never taught any better. We all have scars that we share with our soulmates. You just made yours easier to find.”

You made your way back to the garage, Tori being the first one to open the door. “Hello?” She yells out. She turns back to you and shakes her head. “It’s empty.” You both walk out to the road and she turns her head up towards the hill. “We could try the House of Wax?”

“It’s not a bad idea.” Thankfully it’s a small town, so while the walk up is short, it’s definitely still hot.

“It’s closed.” Tori says as you walk to the entrance. “I mean, surely we can just step inside for a second and see…” She drags out the end of her sentence as she opens the door. You follow in after her, the light from outside dimming immediately despite all the windows. She walks ahead of you. “Hello?” She calls out. No answer. She turns back to you, her lips pursed. “Do you wanna stay here while I look around? Just-”

“-in case some one comes? Sure.” You shrug, going to look at one of the wax figures in the main entry room. You hear Tori walk further away from you as you walk behind the desk to look at some of the framed articles.

You feel a hand wrap around your throat and then a soft voice hushing in your ear as a sharp object comes up to your throat. “Shhh, don’t scream unless you want you and your little friend getting hurt.”

You feel a whimper coming up your throat and tears come to your eyes but you nod anyway.

“Good. Now, I got something to show you.” You recognise the voice. It’s Bo. You know that Tori is somewhere in this House of Wax, but you don’t exactly want a knife in your throat, or in Tori’s. “You gonna be good?” You nod again. “I’m gonna move this away from you, baby. Stay nice and quiet.”

He’s true to his word as he removes the knife away from your neck. He keeps his hand over your mouth and you can only feel his body moving through your back. You flinch as something brushes over your face and then a cloth comes over your eyes. You hear your name being called in the distance but Bo once again shushes you as he ties the cloth behind your head.

Within seconds he picks you up and stats carrying you away from Tori, as you hear her voice become further and further away. You recognise the bounce in his body as either going up or downstairs, and that it suddenly becomes a lot hotter, but other than that, you can’t get much else from it.

He eventually stops and you feel your feet slowly being put down. “You right to stand, baby?” He mutters in your ear, at which you nod, almost sluggishly. He puts you down fully, your feet now firmly on the ground. “Alright, stay here. I got a surprise for you.” It’s then you feel him leave your back, brushing up against your arm, as he leaves you in place, footsteps echoing on what sounds like metal. You tilt your head down and feel a tear barely escape your eye before catching on the cloth. You don’t know how long you stand there for.

“-right in here.” You hear Bo’s voice, but you don’t look up. What good would it do, anyway. “Don’t look at me like that, you’ll understand soon.”

There’s no response back to what Bo says, but you feel him walking back towards you. You cringe away from him, but his hand comes up to the back of your head. “Shh, be good for us. Be good for him.” He unties the cloth and you blink as he moves the fabric away from your face. He turns away from you and then moves to the side and as you look up you see.

Another face.

A face like yours. The right side of his face is heavily scarred and almost sunken in. Your mouth gapes open.

“Vincent, Y/N. Y/N, Vincent, my brother.” You could swear Bo sounds proud of himself but you don’t even look at him. You take a careful step forward, almost as if not to startle the man- Vincent.

You wait till you're about arms-length away to speak to Vincent. You take a deep breath. “Hi.” It comes out quiet and breathy. You notice his hand fidgeting at his side and you slowly move yours towards it, taking it in yours. You shudder as a spark runs through your spine and release another breath, feeling the calluses on his fingers and palm.

“Do you want to-” His hand then slowly moves upwards towards your face. He runs his palm up the side of your face, shaking as he follows the contour of your face, the scars that he gave you. You lean into the touch and close your eyes. You feel him grab your other hand and bring it up to his face. “Are you sure?” You ask, eyes lidded.

He nods his head and you lightly press your hand against his face, avoiding his eye as you match his movements, caressing the side of his face with your thumb.

“You made it easy to find you.” You joke softly, you see his eye darken, in a sad way, an almost mournful, but quiet sound, coming from his throat. “Not in a bad way.” You say catching his hand as he tries to take it from you. “I wouldn’t give this up for the world.” You might have just met the man, but you feel so safe with him, that the words you speak out of your mouth are true.

It’s then that you hear a cough from the side, and both you and Vincent flip your heads back towards Bo. You narrow your eyes at Bo. “You didn’t have to hold me at knife point to bring me down here.”

You feel Vincent tense next to you, a grunt coming from his throat.

“I didn’t know how to tell you, without you thinkin’ I was making fun of you.”

“A conversation would be helpful.” You say, looking away from Bo and back to Vincent. “And we’re totally talking about how you were so okay with it.” Vincent cringes and looks away, and you don’t exactly like the implications of that but you decide to deal with that later. “We should probably go up and help Tori.”

“You’re not leavin’.” Bo says quickly, stepping in front of you.

“I know, but Maggie and Lucas need help with the car and I figured-”

“No one’s leaving town.” Bo says.

“What do you mean.” You say harshly as you turn away from Vincent. You feel one of his hands grip on to your wrist.

“Lester’s probably already dealt with them. Your other friend doesn’t have anywhere else to go.” Bo walks towards you and you sink backwards, making yourself run into Vincent.

“You didn’t think I would stay?” You sound offended but Bo laughs at you, moving closer towards you.

Before you are pulled even further into Vincent’s embrace, his much longer arms stop Bo from coming much closer. You can feel his heart pumping in your own body.

Bo sneers at you, looks back at his brother and then at you. “It doesn’t start with you, baby, and it doesn’t end with you.” Once again he glances at his brother before turning his back on the both of you. “Take her back to the house, I’ll get Lester’s help with this lot.”

You feel Vincent nod his head before he picks you up, making you yelp in surprise. The walk loud, the sounds of machinery echoing as he takes you through what looks almost like a forge. It slowly becomes more dirt as he brings you through a hallway. The noise gets louder, causing you to cover your ears. Eventually you come to a steep ladder, where you would have thought Vincent would put you down, but instead, he moves you to one hand as he uses the other to help hoist the both of you up.

Not the time to be getting horny. You think to yourself. No matter how hot he is, your soulmate may be a serial killer.

He finally puts you down on a couch in a very cluttered and small living room. He sits across from you, in silence. As if he’s not sure what to do. After a few moments, he turns to you.

“Do you sign?” He asks, in ASL.

“Yes.” You sign back. He nods his head. “Does Bo?” You ask out loud, to which Vincent shakes his head. “Alright.”

Back to silence.

“I’m-” He pauses. “I’m sorry about your friends.”

“Do you do it often?” When he doesn’t respond you know the answer. You nod your head and put your lips into a line. You look at Vincent’s face and he looks away. “Are you uncomfortable with me seeing your face?” You ask.

Vincent shrugs but doesn’t look back at you. You, slowly, place your hand on the side of his face. He turns to look at you, with such an intense sadness in his eye. Fuck it, you think.

You move forward and wrap your arm around his neck as you pull him into a kiss. Both of your scarred lips moving and pulling with the other. You feel his hands slowly come to your hips as you continue to make out on the couch, pulling each other closer as if you can’t get enough of him.

You moan and he quickly pulls away, looking at you almost afraid. “I’m fine, babe.” You say with a smile on your face. “I just feel really fucking good.”

He smiles at yoy and pulls you back in for another kiss.

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If anyone wants to write the smut for this fic, go wild please. I'm pretty sure I might write some more but I'm very mentally ill right now.

Also AU, I nearly let Tori and that go, but not this time folks.

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Smut prompt 21 and 36 with lester and AFAB reader? except for 36 instead of being in a work meeting he was around his brothers-

21: “I guess I’ll just get off all by myself then”

36: “YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILE I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”

Warnings: NSFW, AFAB reader, modern AUish (smartphones), sexting, nudes, bareback (wrap it before you tap it)

Pairings: Lester Sinclair x Reader

Not my gif!

It wasn’t the first time you had had to wake up alone, doesn’t mean you like it. Lester was definitely a snuggle bunny, and feeling his warmth when going to sleep and waking was comforting even in the Ambrose heat.

But you didn’t have either of that. Not since Bo had rapped on your door at fuck o’clock last night and told Lester that there was work to do. A couple had come in last night and camped just off the road into Ambrose. And of course, Bo can’t do shit by himself, so he needed Lester’s help.

So here you are, alone and horny, in a bed without your boyfriend to make sweet morning love to you. And that’s really not your fault. It’s not Lester’s either but that doesn’t stop you from feeling a but naughty.

Getting Lester to understand how Snapchat works, you refuse to even think about the initial learning of a smartphone, was a challenge that you knew would pay off on days like this. You’re pyjamas consisted of one of Lester’s old shirts and you underwear, which Lester had stated many times how hot he found that. You grab your phone and open the app to take the photo.

You arranged yourself artfully on the bed, shirt pulled up slightly as your hand not holding the phone pulls your underwear down slightly. You bit down on your lip, smiling with half your face in the photo.

You smile as you send it to him, you’re heart beating fast. You see the arrow change and Lester almost immediately sends you a message, you open it.

I’m with Bo.

That’s not my fault

You respond back with a smile on your face. He doesn’t respond. It’s then that you decide to do probably the stupidest thing you’ve done in a while.

You open the camera again before you put your phone in the bed and stripping yourself out of Lester’s shirt. You lie back down, phone in hand as your reach your hand down your panties and start playing with your pussy. You moan as your fingers barely touch it.

As you take the photo, you leave your other hand in there as you type. 'I guess I’ll just get off all by myself then.'

You send it, continuing to rub and play with yourself in a way you haven’t had to since you’d been with Lester. You see the photo is opened.

A minute passes,

Another two,

Eventually, ten minutes have gone by with no response. You sigh and throw your phone down on the bed and figure you should get up and make yourself something to eat. As much as you would've loved to actually get off, you miss Lester and wish he could be there to take care of your problems.

You decide on ceral when you hear a car pulling up, slamming on the breaks. You furrow your eyebrows, leaving the bowl on the counter as you walk towards the window just in time to see Lester pulling stepping out of the truck, only barely closing the door behind him.

A smile graces your face as you move away from the window and walk towards the door, meeting him as the door opens.

"You sent me pictures of you NAKED while I was with my brothers!" He doesn't yell at you but it's a near thing.

"Well, I wasn't actully naked-" You start to argue before his hands come to your hips and pull you towards him. Your hands come up to his shoulders as he presses himself against you. You feel his cock grinding against you through your pants. "Hey, big boy."

"Shit, baby." He mumbles as you allow him to rock against you. "You drive me crazy." Lester pushes you back until you both land on the couch. "Nearly punched Bo."

"Hold on, you nearly what." You say as you push him back sightly as his hand comes down to your panties. You moan as he slides them to the side and pushes a finger in.

You see Lester's ears flush as he pushes in and out. "Made a joke about you- wasn't funny."

You smile at him and kiss his forehead as he pushes another finger in and you clench around him. "My hero." You move your hands down to his jeans to find the button. You pop it open and pull the zipper down as Lester kisses you.

You cup his erection and squeeze as you pull it out. He makes a noise akin to a whimper. "Please, fuck, baby."

You kiss his neck as he ruts against your hand and smile into his neck. "I can't be the only one having fun right now." You mutter into his ear. You take your hand away from his clothed cock and he whines. “Shh, baby. I just wanna get you out.” You grab his boxers and pull down realising his hard cock. “So hard for me.” You purr as you lightly pump him.

“Please let me fuck you.” Lester moans into your neck. You smile and the kiss the crown of his head.

“Of course baby. You just gotta loosen me up a bit more.” He slides another finger in. “Like that.” He sucks on your neck and your eyes flutter at the pressure along with the pleasant feeling of his fingers inside you.

“I love you. I love you.” He mutters into your neck as he slowly pushes another finger in. You hiss slightly. He moves away from your neck and looks at you.

“I love you too baby.” He curls his fingers and hits the spot inside you, shivers of pleasure running up your spine. He continues to murmur into your ear as he adds another finger into your pussy.

"Please, just put your dick in me, Lester." You whine.

"Don't wanna hurt you," Lester whispers.

"Please." You wrap your legs around Lester's waist. "Please fuck me, Lester."

"I've got you, baby, I've got you." He pulls his fingers out of you, which is quickly replaced with the feeling of Lester's heavy cock against your pussy. "Fuck, you're so wet."

"Don't tease me." You say.

"Sorry, darlin'," he says as he thrusts into you. Your pussy tightens involuntarily around him. "You feel so good."

Your hands tighten around his arms and you can feel your nails digging into Lester's skin, but if he minds he doesn't say anything. He continues thrusting into you and you moan when he thrusts right at your spot. "Lester." He responds with a moan of his own. You can feel his balls slapping you as he reaches a hand down and starts to play with your clit.

"Let go, darlin'" He mumbles into your ear as you feel your legs start to shake. He starts kissing you, using his tongue to open your mouth to him and you push back, one of your hands running up and into his hair.

It comes over you quickly, a shiver running up your spine as you clench down around Lester. "I love you, Lester!" You shout as he falters and comes inside you.

For the moment, it's just both of you huffing and puffing, with Lester nuzzling into your head. "I love you too. " He lays a kiss on your forehead. "But if you ever send me a message like that-"

"Please." You snort, "you can't threaten me. I'm too precious."

It was Lester's turn to snort. "Much too precious. Do you really want Bo seeing your nudes?"

"I mean..."

"No, absolutely not."

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Dissociating Days

Warnings: mental illness, dissociative behaviour, manipulative behaviour

Characters: Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham, Brahams Heelshire and Jason Voorhees.

Will probably do a part 2 with the other characters but I just felt it was a bit too long otherwise (Asa, Thomas, Michael, and probably some other non-slasher characters (although that might be a seperate part)).

Bo Sinclair

The first sign? Avoiding his touch

The second sign? He walks in from the garage to the house and you don't even notice him. You're just staring out the window from behind the kitchen.

"You there?" He asks as he walks into the kitchen to grab the orange juice. "Pumpkin?"

"Hmm?" You don't move your head.

"Bad day?"

"Hmm."

He comes up behind you slowly and pulls you into him. "Surely there's better things to be staring at." Even when you face him, you seem far away.

He doesn't know how to talk you through it, so the only thing he can do is force affection.

He puts the orange juice down, pulls your head into his chest and, unconsciously, you arms wrap around his chest.

This man is trying.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent gets concerned, especially if its a completely different state from how you normally are

He wants to snuggle with you, but probably won't allow himself to.

He will keep you out of the way of Bo, however, so you'll be in his room for the foreseeable future until you can handle his brothers assholery.

He will bring food up to you, he will check on you during the day, he will make sure that Bo stays out of the house as much as possible.

Vincent is slow to offer physical comfort with his body, but he may try and comfort you by putting a shaky hand on your back and giving you a soft pat.

Lester Sinclair

Hi, hi, do you need water? Food? What do you need?

You don't want his physical affection he does not know what to do.

He'll avoid leaving if he can, but he also doesn't want to feel in the way.

Can also get frustrated because he's only human.

Not to mention if you don't know how to communicate... Well, neither does he

He doesn't know what to do and he cares, he cares so much

He just feels useless in these times.

Hannibal Lecter

You would think he would be helpful

And he could be

But it will depend on how he's feeling and whether you've had any fights recently.

Man is petty, are we surprised?

But if you've been good recently and he's feeling nice.

Aromatherapy with soothing scents, light meals through the day to ensure you eat, dark chocolate as a snack and tea. No coffee, absolutely no coffee.

You won't be allowed in the bedroom alone to dwell. It's out in the study where he can keep an eye on you as he works.

While he would prefer you tell him what's going on, if you don't know (and aren't lying to him about it) he's more than happy to try and help you.

Probably not for the right reasons but it's fine...

Will Graham

Will is worried.

If he doesn't know about your mental illness, he's scared. He knows what it's like to lose his mind, and now it's someone he cares about?

If Hannibal knows about you, Will is keeping you away from that man.

He is not allowing that man to fuck with your head.

Will immediately knows your tells and he's staying within reach for the day.

Will knows that you tend to not want to be touched and that you would prefer to be left alone, but he's not leaving you alone in the house.

Zoe stays with you, no matter what. The only reason is isn't Winston is because Winston stays with Will.

Brahms Heelshire

ha ha

Whiny baby says no

Look, you thought Lester was having a bad time helping you, Brahms is 100x more useless.

In saying that, he'll make you a PB&J sandwich, he'll play classical music on the piano, or he'll put something on and just dance with you.

You can lean against him, he'll do most of the swaying as the two of you stay in one spot.

Also he's more than happy to cuddle and read you a book

But if it's still early on in your relationship he's going to try something

And you'll just have to tell him to fuck off and let him sulk

But if he's been with you a while, he knows that it's off the table.

He'll just jack off after you've fallen asleep.

Jason Voorhees

He's come back from setting up traps and your just staring.

Is concerned and confused and it's not like he can speak to try and shock you out of it.

As he's moving closer to you, you look up and at his face, smiling.

"Hey Jason." You speak softly.

He places his hand on the side of your head and you just let your head flop down as he supports your neck.

He'll make sure you're comfy.

Snacks, pillows, blankets. A book or two, even if you can't concentrate.

Will fret over you by fluffing pillows and making sure you're all snuggled in with water next to you so you don't have to move.

Absolute mother hen and will not be happy if some campers come in when you're having a bad time.

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Name: Jude Dempsey

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: Demiromantic Pansexual

Age: 25

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Description:

5'10 (heels have to be at least three inches before she considers it an outfit)

curvy, hourglass figure

strawberry blonde hair

freckles (everywhere)

has two tattoos but wants to get more - rose vines on her arm and a massive snake amidst roses on her hip

Random facts:

gets killer migraines

is actually really quiet and content when you get to know her

If she doesn't have to go anywhere for the day? Oversized tee and bike shorts

closeted theatre kid

Don't ask her about her body count... either kind

can't legally drive a car

Want to thank everyone for the love (and chanting) and I'm so excited to join this cult: @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @rottent33th @bluecoolr @the-pinstriped-hood @kalid-raven @slasherscrybaby @allthingsblood @cries-in-latino @thesirenrealm @slaasherslut

(Hope it was okay to tag you guys xx🥰)

#house of wax 2005 #house of wax #house of wax au #angels of ambrose au #the angels of ambrose au #my oc #jude dempsey #slasher fandom #wispywrites

[wispyhearts-heaven]

Hello! Idk if you're still doing the OC emoji asks but I'll drop these here for Jude!

🙈🙊🙉💎👖

I actually thought I sent you smth before but I forgot???

I will in fact always take questions about my love, Jude (and it's all good 👍🏻it took me way too long to respond anyway lol)

OC ASK: Jude Dempsey

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

She doesn't like showing how angry she gets. Her cold anger is... fine it's a part of her job and her life. You know, like the hulk, always angry blah blah. It's the anger that floods through her body and brings tears to her eyes as she screams till she's hoarse.

🙊 SPEAK-NO-EVIL - what is something your oc will refuse to stay quiet about

Sexual assault. She may be like a black widow kind of figure but if someone says no to sex, they mean no. She has boundaries and she knows other people do. God forbid she sees you pushing someone elses.

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

That they had anything to do with r*pe culture. Her heart would sink at the fact that she let such a coward into her life.

💎 DIAMOND - how rich are they? can they live the lifestyle they want to?

Jude has two (2) sugar daddies. (And yes, one is technically her boss but shush) And she kills people for a living, which while illegal is quite well-paid. She can afford her sexy clothes, comfort wears and pretty makeup while also donating to some charities.

👖 JEANS - what is their go-to outfit?

Depends on the day and the job. She does like her comfy sweaters and cozy wears but she also enjoys dressing up, going full glam and ready to kill.

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[wispyhearts-heaven]

tfw you love all of the Sinclairs 😭

feel like maybe doing headcanons for them when a person comes to Ambrose but doesn't get scared when faced with possibly dying?

sorry if this is too dark

- 🔪

The Sinclair Bros could kill me and I'd say thank you

Warnings: suicidal ideation

Slashers: Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Lester Sinclair

Bo Sinclair:

Is torn between you not being fun and being concerned

Why aren't you running? Why are you not scared of him? Why aren't you screaming?

Why in the hell are you comforting him?

He knows it's okay to kill you, it's no skin off his back

Gets so frustrated that you won't fight

Doesn't even bother to tie you up

He's fought his entire life so he doesn't understand your ability to just give yours up

But on the other hand, he also understands how difficult life can get.

Don’t expect a hug

“Fuck, the one person to come here in over a month and you’re not even scared of me.”

Might think of you as useless so he either: hands you off to Vincent or keeps you around and makes you useful

Vincent:

Everyone runs from him, why aren’t you?

You aren’t scared of the mask or the knives you’re just… waiting…

If you tell him it's okay he will want to have a breakdown for you.

He feels a sense of obligation to turn you into wax (because Bo) but he also just wants to comfort you.

No matter how you came to feel this way, he understands just wanting to give up.

He’s keeping you

Lester:

He doesn’t have much to do with the Ambrose side of things (the murdering part)

So I wouldn’t be surprised if he found you lying down on the road next to your car when it broke down.

Immediately concerned

“The hell are you doin’?”

He’s getting out of the car and walking towards you.

If you literally do not give a shit and don’t get up. He’s hauling your ass back to the house and keeping you.

Good way to get your will to live up and running

You are never meeting Bo if he can help it

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hii can you do drabbles for the sinclair brothers that have a baby with their s/o that is rlly exhausted and had overworked themselves with taking care of it? sorry if it’s weird or doesn’t make sense

Hello Anon! I'd love to and I hope you like it!

Warnings: female reader (baby mamma, mamma used), unnamed baby,

Pairings: Bo Sinclair x Reader, Vincent Sinclair x Reader, Lester Sinclair x Reader

Not my gifs!

Bo Sinclair:

You know he isn't leaving you alone on purpose. He has things to do, whether it's dealing with tourists or just getting over his anger or hanging around the shop and playing with leftover cars. You know this.

Doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.

You sit on the bed after just having gotten bub to sleep when you hear Bo coming up the stairs. You wince at the sound of his boots and get up the bed to meet him just as he opens the door, hoping to shush him before he can wake the baby up.

He smirks at you. "Evening, darlin'." He says, one of his hands falling to your hip. "You miss me?"

You roll your eyes but smile. "I don't have to time to miss you." You murmur as you fall into his chest, your arms too tired to even lift up and hug him back. "Carry me to the bath?" You hear him scoff but a few seconds later, you're lifted up, and carried to the bathroom. "Quietly, baby's asleep." Bo places you on the toilet seat and closes the door, but leaves it open a crack.

A look of guilt flashes on Bo's face but it's quickly replaced by a smile. "You want bubbles?" He asks as he stands up, a hand coming and running along your jaw. "You've been such a good mama."

You lean into his hand and he chuckles, leaning down and pressing a kiss on to the crown of your head. "How 'bout I make your bath and then bring you some dinner up?"

Vincent Sinclair:

Vincent was so scared that baby would be scared of him and his mask. And with Bo also on his ass about keeping the town pretty, it was mainly just you looking after your baby.

Vincent tried to help, he did. He just felt so damn awkward about it. So he mainly just helped you.

You smile as he came up from the basement, your back to him as he walked in the room, while you held your baby in your hands. “Hey Vinnie.” You whisper, bouncing up and down softly. “They’ve just nodded off now. You need anything?” He comes up behind you grabbing your waist, the both of you now swaying back and forth.

You lean back into his body, closing your eyes and just relishing in the quiet moment. You could honestly fall asleep right now, feeling his heart beat against your back and his slow breaths falling into the mask.

You put your bub down into the crib, and then turn around to face Vincent, who is looking at you intently.

“You finished for the day?” You ask and he nods his head before scooping you into his arms, nearly making you squeak before you cuddle into him. “Can you give me a massage tonight, baby?” He deposists you on the bed and you turn around onto your stomach to allow access to your back.

Immediately, his hands find your shoulders, working them and finding the knots in seconds. You moan as he digs into one right near your neck. As he moves slowly down your back, you don’t even realise when you’ve drifted off to sleep.

Lester Sinclair:

Lester works every day. He sets off early every morning and comes back in the evening. Your job just happens to be the baby that you look after daily. The feeding, the changing, the snuggles, the naps, the tantrums. Hearing Lester's truck driving up and then the slam on the door is both a blessing and a curse; you're darling has learnt now that closing doors from outside means dad's home.

So bub, who had been slowly rocking to sleep in your arms ready for their nap was now wide awake and gurgling.

When Lester opens the door, he goes to run straight to you, but even with how heavy your limbs feel you give him a look. He needs to wash up before he even thinks about holding your baby. You have never see him move as quickly as he does when it comes to holding you or your baby.

You move over to the couch and sit down gently, feeling the exhaustion of the day seeping into your bones. And the exhaustion from yesterday... and the day before. At this point the days are rolling together.

When Lester comes downstairs, this time clean, he immediately takes your baby and holds them close to his chest, hushing them and rocking him. You smile up at the picture but you can feel your eyes drooping, your head lolling to the side.

“Hey look. I got ‘em-” Lester starts but stops as you jolt up again. “Oh baby. Looks like they ain’t the only one thats sleepy.” He smiles at you, cradling the baby with hand and bring his other hand to scratch at your scalp. “Let me put ‘em down.” He moves and puts your bubba down in the cradle off to the side of the living room. With baby safely away, Lester turns around to face you. “You ate?” He asks.

“Yeah, just after them.” You answer. Lester kneels next to you on the ground and starts massaging your calves, making you moan.

“Time to look after you now, baby mamma.”

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[wispyhearts-heaven]

Cockwarming (Bo Sinclair x Reader)

Warnings: NSFW, daddy kink, degredation, slight cockwarming, rough sex, female reader (gendered terms and genitals)

Pairings: Bo Sinclair x Reader

Not my gif!

“Open.” You feel his hand grab your jaw hard, but he doesn't even need to do it as you open your mouth up, tongue out just how he likes it. “Just like that.” He says, before he puckers his lips. You feel your pussy clench as he spits into your mouth.

A smack across your ass makes you whimper. “I told yah to stay still.” You feel his cock pulse inside you. Your head falls back onto his shoulder. “Now swallow.” You do as he says.

“Daddy.” You moan out hoarsely as he grips your hips with one hand, the other moving down your throat to close around it.

“Fuck, that’s it baby.” You feel him sink back into the couch, taking the upper part of your body with him. “Such a wet, fucking pussy.” Bo’s hand moves from your hip to your clit, pushing down on it until it’s almost painful, before bringing his hand up and slapping it.

“Please, fuck me, please.” You whimper, turning your head to look up at him, your eyes half lidded, your words coming out breathy with his hand still lightly holding your throat. His fingers start rubbing circles on your clit. “Daddy, please. I’ve been good.”

His fingers tighten once more around your throat before releasing. He moves his head and presses a kiss to your temple. “So good.” He murmurs as he looks down at your body to see where he’s playing with you. “Such a good little whore for me.” He brings the hand on your throat back up and pushes against your lips. You open and take his fingers in, feeling the coolness of his ring against your face as he pushes your tongue down.

He starts thrusting into you and your eyes roll back as you start to clench around his cock. “Fuck.” He growls into the side of your head as he snarls. You accidentally clench your walls too hard causing his cock to fall out of you. You moan at the loss.

He uses the hand already down there to maneuver it back in but not before slapping it against your wet pussy, the sound lewd. “I too big for you, baby girl?” He mocks as he starts thrusting again, pushing up and sitting up properly.

“No daddy.” You say around his fingers as he starts drilling you. “Perfect for me.”

“Perfect for this pussy yeah?” He asks as he continues to rub your clit as he thrusts in and out. “Why’s that?” He pulls his fingers out of your mouth, letting them drag until they find your tits. He grabs and pinches at your nipple.

“It’s yours.” You moan. “It’s daddy’s pussy.”

“Yeah, daddy owns this pussy.” His thrusts start getting harder as he growls into your ear. “This is daddy’s pussy.”

“Please let me come.” You whimper, clenching down around Bo’s cock.

“Daddy’s little slut wants to come, huh?” He drawls in your ear. You nod your head. You try not to bounce, remembering his orders from eralier

“Please.” You moan as his balls slap on you. You feel it building up inside you

“Then come.”

It hits you like a train, Bo following you quickly after. “Fucken’ filling this pussy up.” He keeps rubbing your clit through both your orgasms, eventually it becomes to much, your body continues to shake.

“Bo, please- it’s-” You stutter and eventually he pulls his hand away with a chuckle, a slap comes down on your sensitive pussy making you moan. Bo along with it as you clench down. He moves his hands down to your waist, his arms wrapping around you, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder.

You lay against his chest, the both of you breathing hard for a few moments. With shaky legs you go to stand up but Bo stops you.

“Where ya think you going?” He asks, pressing kisses up your neck.

“We need to clean up.” You say but he just tuts at you.

“Keep daddy warm, will ya?”

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[wispyhearts-heaven]

Lines for an upcoming fic that I love too much not to share. It’s gonna be a one shot Bo Sinclair x fem!reader (is anyone surprised at this point?)

“You hurt any of them and I’ll kill you. Except the black haired girl with the long hair? Yeah you can kill her.”

“At least ask my safeword first”

“I told my friends I wanted to find something I lost, I guess that’s just my will to live.”

“You wanna see my pussy?”

“Surely you know what an aroused gal look like”

“If you’re gonna choke me at least take me to dinner first”

“Going by the whips and chains? Definitely a sex dungeon”

“It’s been wet since I first saw you in that suit”

And Bo’s just 🥵🥴😍

Anyway I love Bo and wanna suck on his cock 🥰

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[wispyhearts-heaven]

Blog Introduction

Hello fellow slasher hoes. Welcome to my blog.

While I’ve been writing for a while, slashers, smut and x readers are new to me but I’ve been consuming the stuff for so long and I’m ready for it… I think.

Here is my masterlist. Please let me know if the links don't work, I'm new to it.

At the moment:

Requests Are Open! :)

Questions for Jude Dempsey (my OC) are open!

I have a few prompts of my own that I will also be writing in the middle of requests as well as two series that I have plans for - mainly for Sinclair brothers.

But, I’d love to do:

Headcanons

Drabbles

As of right now:

Slasher fandom: I only write for the Sinclair brothers, altogether or apart or any combination (poly!brothers included), are welcome. I will also write for Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham, once again seperately or together.

I’d probably be able to do drabbles and headcanons for Brahms Heelshire, Asa Emory, Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt and Jason Voorhees as I get more familiar and confident with their characters.

Outside the slasher fandom:

Arthur Morgan (Red Dead Redemption 2)

Dutch van der Linde (Red Dead Redemption 2)

Tom Riddle/Voldemort (Harry Potter)

Joel Miller (TLOU/2)

Far Cry 5: I will write the Seed Family, altogether or apart (poly!Seedlings).

I currently do law school full time and work part-time so I don’t have much time but if you have any requests for these send them through. I’d love to have a go at them, just know it might take me a while to get to them even if you see other things be uploaded!

I will not write requests for: scat, explicit rape/non-con (past and mentions are fine), explicit main character death, explicit self-harm (scars and mentions are fine), explicit suicide (past mentions are fine), beastiality.

Thank you for your patience, enjoy the shitshow.

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