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zeldas-hair-pins · 1 day
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Drew Warriors again, why is his outfit so hard to draw?
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oh shoot he got too excited
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Happy birthday ink!!
Ink belongs to comyet!!!!
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aviscranio · 1 year
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The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse (2022) dir. Charlie Mackesy, Peter Baynton
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rabbitblackx · 8 months
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Hi! 💕 would you be able to do jaosna, brahms and michael reactions that the reader when they raise their hand or make some sudden movement, the reader thinks that they want to hit her?
Slashers make Reader flinch
Includes: Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees and Brahms Heelshire
Michael Myers💖
Michael came home one Halloween night, hands drenched with blood. He was menacing as ever, standing there still in the dark
“Hi, Michael.” You called out quietly
The only reply you received was his heavy breathing from behind the mask, followed by the floor whining under his boots. He seemed a bit riled up from his killing spree, the faintest glint of delightful rage in his black eye
Michael was beginning to get too close. Just as you were to back into the wall, his fist came up to rest against your head. You immediately flinched, a small squeal of fear leaving your lips
Michael was not expecting you to flinch like that. It wasn’t like he was gonna hurt you. This made him mad. You cracked your eyes open and hesitatingly looked up at him in the dark. A look of almost betrayal twinkled in his eye before he turned his back
“Michael?”
He never thought something like that would bother him. You had been with Michael long enough. Did you still not trust him? After all the self restraint, all the control and gentleness he forced on himself. And you still acted like he was a monster
Michael walked away as calmly as he could. He didn’t want to be around you anymore, but he also wanted to prove his point… that he would never hurt you
Jason Voorhees💖
Jason came home in a bad mood. You didn’t know whether it was because someone got away, or that they were putting up a fight… he was just mad
Jason dumped his bloody machete by the door and brushed right past you, completely ignoring your presence. You turned to watch him storm towards your bedroom. He was probably gonna go to bed and lock you out. He had done that before
“Jason, are you okay?” You asked softly
Jason paused there by the door, and your heart stopped. He stood still for a moment, before turning and walking straight toward you. You watched on wide eyed for a moment, but then flinched back in fear when he got too close
“Please don’t hurt me, Jason. I’m sorry.” You squeaked from behind your hands
Jason’s broad shoulders suddenly slumped. That made him sad. You were scared he was gonna hurt you? Of course he wouldn’t
He watched helplessly as you cowered, before you fearfully peeked up at him. You flinched again as Jason slowly brought his hand up to touch your cheek. He let it linger there, fingers gently brushing against your hair
Before you could say another word, Jason slipped his hand away and turned his back. You brought your own up to touch the same spot as he stormed back out of your cabin
Brahms Heelshire💖
You got back from the village a little later than you told Brahms today. You knew you were gonna be in big rouble because of it
You shut the front doors as quietly as you could, but you knew he was aware of your presence. Just as you were planning what to tell him, you turned away from the doors to find him looming in the shadows
“Brahms,” you smiled nervously
Brahms did not reply. His breathing was heavy behind his mask and he slowly approached you. You held your own breath as he got real close, looming over you menacingly. You were about to apologise, but was startled when he raised his hand
You yelped, throwing yourself against the front doors and shielding your face. Brahms watched in shock. All he was trying to do was put his hand on your shoulder. It stung a little that you flinched away from him like that
You peeked up at Brahms standing before you, his hand still slightly raised as a sad look washed over his eyes. “Brahms, I’m sorry. I thought you were gonna hurt me.” You frowned
Brahms’ shoulders slumped, and he sadly shook his head. Tears pricked your eyes at his broken reaction, and you suddenly felt terrible. You apologised again, throwing your arms around him and resting your head on his chest
Brahms wrapped his own around you in a tight hug. He frowned under his mask as he nuzzled against your hair
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achieve-the-sun · 2 months
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Cilan, my beloved🌱
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tinfairies · 1 year
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Headcanons for Vincent, Thomas, Brahms, Michael Myers with an s/o who is really good at riding them, like riding them to oblivion till they can’t think right
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Vincent Sinclair
Loves when his darling is on top, he gets to watch his beautiful work of art use him like a toy.
His hands grip their hips, and he rolls his own in rhythm with their movements.
Dark hair sticks to his forehead with sweat, his mouth hangs open. His mask was discarded long ago, he looks immaculate in the low light of his workshop.
His breathing is heavy and his moans are strangled. He's trying to keep quiet so he can hear his lover, their groans and sighs.
Vincent loves the way they feel when they bounce on his cock, he thinks he's died and gone to heaven.
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Brahms Heelshire
He's such a sub it's not even funny. He begged his lover to make him feel good before bed and they happily obliged.
He doesn't regret asking for this, but he knows he's gonna get fucked stupid.
They're bouncing on his cock, tight little hole squeezing around him deliciously.
Brahms moans loudly, and his hands wander their body. Groping and grabbing the soft skin. He begs for more, tears forming in his eyes.
His beloved smirks down at him, his mind melting the more they rock their hips. He doesn't want it to stop, yet at the same time he needs to cum.
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Thomas Hewitt
He's very much a giver. Whatever his lover wants they will get.
He protested being laid on his back only because he wants to make sure his beloved is getting as much pleasure as he is.
Tommy is convinced that they're enjoying themselves as well when he sees the way they look down at him.
Their hips rolling, their tight hole squeezing his fat cock just right. His mask was discarded, and he was flushed from his neck to the tips of his ears.
Low grunts rumbled in his chest, his cock throbbed as his darling bounced. They looked like a work of art above him.
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Michael Myers
Selfish. That's the best word to describe him in bed. When his beloved climbed over him he remained completely still.
If they wanted to fuck themselves on his cock, they can have at it. He's tired, he won't help, not unless they cum before he does.
His nonchalant attitude melts away within minutes, his lover bounced along his shaft. The tip of his cock hit something delicious inside them and he nearly lost it.
Heavy pants emanated from behind his mask. He was losing himself, watching as they use him like a fuck toy. Their tight hole milking him for all he's worth.
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ninamodaffari · 1 year
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mother fuckin’ themberchaud
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lord-of-leeches · 6 months
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They are animals to me
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the-husbando · 1 month
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He's had enough of your silly little rabbit games >:(
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fernweh-writes · 1 year
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Brahms Heelshire x F!Reader
This is just filth, I'm sorry guys. Actually I'm not sorry, this is what y'all are here for. Enjoy!
Warnings: Somnophilia, oral f!receiving, creampie, 18+ minors dni
Brahms was pressed firmly against the wall, staring hard through the small peep hole he had created in the wall. His breathing was shallow as he palmed his aching cock through his pants, fighting back pitiful moans as he stared at your sleeping form.
Sometimes Brahms wondered if you knew he loved to peer through the walls of the old house and watch you sleep. Maybe that's why you were wearing nothing but a thin t-shirt and lacy panties. Laying on your stomach with one leg bent gave him the perfect view of your ass and a teasing glance at your pussy. Your sleeping form was practically begging him to come have his way with you. Brahms was desperate to touch you in the ways he often imagined, to explore your body and show you exactly who it belonged to.
Brahms had just started to undo his belt when you let out a soft moan in your sleep. Immediately, his eyes snapped back to the small hole in the wall to peer at you once more. His nails dug into the wood on the inside of the wall as he watched you hungrily. Through the wall he heard the sheets ruffle as you rolled onto your back.
"Mmmm, Brahms."
The way you moaned his name in your sleep was pornographic. Brahms could feel any restraint he had left crumble. It was obvious you were dreaming about him, just as desperate for him as he was for you. He had to have you.
As quietly as he could, Brahms snuck his way into your room, careful to not wake you. You hadn't stirred since you had moaned so prettily for him, so he was confident you were still sound asleep. At first he just stood over you, admiring you up close, but it didn't take long for his aching cock to remind him why he was in your room.
Carefully, he traced his hand up your thigh to the swell of your ass, testing the waters. His touch was feather light as to not wake you. However, when you didn't flinch he grew more confident. This time his hand trailed lightly up your side, sneaking up under your shirt. Ever so carefully, he bunched up the thin cotton until your breasts were exposed to him. Without the thin barrier to keep them warm, your nipples hardened and so did Brahms cock. He let out a small whimper at the sight of you being exposed to him, luckily you didn't wake.
Brahms fingers continued up your sides until he reached your breasts and he began gently tracing your hard nipples. Without any restraint left, he caved and took your hard nipple into his warm mouth. He traced the hard peak with his tongue and then began gently sucking as his hand began pinching at your other.
You let out a soft moan and Brahms froze, pulling away from you. He waited until you settled once more before he continued. This time he trailed his way down to your pussy, finger gently tracing your folds through the lacy material of your panties. He could feel that you were wet and that only fueled his arousal.
Trying his best to hold back his heavy breaths, he carefully moved your panties to the side to reveal your wet pussy to him. He gently pushed a finger between your folds, collecting some of the wetness there before carefully circling your clit.
Your legs parted more as you stirred and let out another soft moan, but still you continued to sleep. Brahms kept running a finger through your folds before slowly and gently easing a single finger into you. You were so wet it sunk inside of you easily and Brahms moaned as he felt your warm walls. He no longer cared if he woke you as he added another finger and began pumping them in and out of you rapidly. The wet sounds your pussy made around his fingers caused him to let out a desperate whimper.
This time your moan was louder and Brahms could feel you tense as you woke up to the sight of him between your legs. "Brahms," you moaned out, "what are you doing?"
"Please," he begged, "please let me y/n. I promise I'll make you feel good. I promise I'll be a good boy." His voice was shrill as he begged, and you weren't awake enough to decide whether this was right or wrong. Instead you simply gave into the pleasure and let Brahms continue what he was doing.
Soon enough his tongue joined his fingers and began circling your clit as his fingers continued to pump in and out of you. He moaned as he tasted your dripping pussy, eating you out like he was a starved man. Alternating between licking and sucking, Brahms abused your clit until he had you singing his name. Looking down at him, you realized his entire face was exposed to you. He glanced up and the two of you made eye contact as he savored your pussy.
"Am I doing a good job, y/n? Am I being a good boy?"
You let out a loud moan as you felt your climax building, your hips grinding down against Brahms' face. "Fuck! Yes, Brahmsy you're doing a good job. Such a good boy for me."
Brahms ministrations didn't stop even once you had finished. His tongue continued to suck at your overstimulated clit. Grabbing his hair, you had to practically pry him away from your pussy and he whimpered as you did. His hips thrust against the bed and you noticed he was still rock hard inside of his pants.
Guiding him on top of you, you pulled his face towards yours, kissing him roughly. He kissed you back eagerly, and you could taste your release on his tongue.
Reaching down you fumbled with his pants until you could pull them down. Grasping his already hard cock in his hand you smoked him a few times. The sounds Brahms let out were whiny and desperate as he rocked his hips into your hand, desperate for any sort of friction.
Pawing his pants further down, you grasped his thick cock and guided it to your entrance. Brahms' eager eyes met yours seeking approval.
Smiling, you nodded at him. "Go ahead. Fuck me."
Brahms could no longer contain himself and he quickly thrust himself all the way into you. The slight burn from the stretch had you clenching your eyes shut and hissing. He didn't wait for you to adjust to his long size. Instead, he moved one of your legs onto his shoulder so he could thrust deeper inside of you. Brahms practically growled as he rapidly slammed his cock in and out of your pussy. The sounds of your wet pussy taking him in filled the room and urged him on.
His hands were all over you touching you any part of you that he could reach. One moment he was squeezing your ass the next he was groping your boobs. Finally his thumb found your clit again as his hips began to stutter, letting you know he was close to cumming.
"Fuck, oh fuck," the word fell from his lips repeatedly, but this time his voice was deep and it urged you towards your second orgasm. You loved the way he moaned so desperate for you. Like you were the only one in the world that could make him feel like this.
His hips stilled with his cock deep inside you and you could feel the warmth of his cum as he filled you with it. Brahms fell against you, panting, as he waited for his cock to soften before pulling out of you. He wanted to stay inside of your warm walls forever.
Collapsing beside you, Brahms watched as you drifted back off to sleep quickly. He watched you sleep for awhile, fingering his cum back inside of you while you went back to dreaming.
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peachyfuck18 · 8 months
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I blame @adoredmarigold for this so
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Slashers when their s/o is REALLY touchy.
Contains: Thomas hewitt,brahms heelshire, Billy lenz, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair & Lester sinclair
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Thomas hewitt
Tommy adores it when you just wanna latch onto him and never let go but he does have things to do and so do you!
He's always in bed after you so you as soon as he sits on the bed you surprise hug him from behind and he just accepts it lol. You stay like that for a bit before you realise he's actually dosing off.
One time when it was a stressful day and the texas heat was getting to Tommy. You wanted to just smother him with hugs but when you went in for one he snapped and shrugged you off, huffing. I mean you were hurt but you let it go and went back inside , Tommy realised what he had done and went after you and for the rest of the day you were hand in hand
He likes it when at the dinner table your hand finds it way onto his thigh and you look up into his eyes with a smile full of love. He loves you so much!!!!
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Brahms heelshire
Well isn't that fantastic because he's also extremely touchy!!
Your going back and fourth, your hands on his hair? Well his hands are on your waist! There is never a moment when you two arent touching
One time you yelled at him for being so childish and he sulked into the walls and didn't come out. You layed in bed hugging a pillow trying to picture it as him but you just couldn't so you gave up. You found yourself walking into the kitchen to find brahms sat at the table eating some toast. "Brahms can you come to bed with me? I can't sleep without you..." you sheepishly said. He stood abruptly and walkedover to you hugging you tightly. You both said sorry and cuddle eachother up in bed. Getting tangled in each other.
So basically what I'm saying is that you two are glued by the hip.
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Billy lenz
He appreciates the physical affection. Like EXTREMELY, for example if you pat his shoulder he would cream is pants..... that's how touch starved my man is.
He's pretty aggressive and doesn't realise he's squeezing you instead of just a nice hug. You have to show him the ways and hekk soon get it.
When the sorority girls are out and your the only one left inside the house you listen carefully for the attic to open and a giggly man to appear at your door. He's like a cat,he'll curl up in your lap and lays there while you pet him.
He does unfortunately makes everything sexual, if your on your bed ontop of him he will thrust up into you trying to get some sort of relief.
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Bo sinclair
He does tense when he is touched. He just doesn't know when your being genuine. You can understand why he reacts badly to physical touch.
He likes it when he's sitting on the couch and you plant yourself on his lap and start to play with his hair. He leans into you while your doing this.
He's not as touchy so when you start climbing all over him he does get frustrated. He's his own person and needs space too.
But at night he does enjoy being the big spoon, wrapping his arms around you and chuckling to himself when he feels you fidgeting with his hands. He just can't deny your cuteness.
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Vincent sinclair
Similar to his brother. He needs space especially when he's working. He doesn't want hot wax to spill onto his partners soft delicate skin! But when he isn't doing anything he's busy holding your hand and letting you drag him along.
When you can't help yourself and just want to stick to him while he's working he does allow it only if your behind him. He does shrug you off when he's got to focus on something or when your getting too touchy.
I mean hes a bit brain dead, he doesn't know what's the difference between just wanting a hug and wanting to do more than that but when your hands start pressing against certain parts of his body he starts to catch on and drops everything.
He won't really admit it but he really enjoys being little spoon he likes it when you press yourself against him and sit your head on top of his. Plus it's a bonus for you! Because he can't escape your grasp at night and go over work himself.
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Lester sinclair
Bros a pretty princess, he loves your hands on him. When he's luring talking to some city folks your next to him holding his hand tightly, hiding yourself into his side.
You and Jonesy shower this handsome boy with kisses and you continue doing this for the rest of day.
He doesn't like it when your near the roadkill pit. He doesn't want you slipping and going in!
At night he lovessss cuddles, he likes digging his face into your chest. Ofc jonesy is included x
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Pls request! I do appreciate it and it gives me a challenge:)
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gremlintaro · 2 months
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Brahms but he dropped his PBJ on the floor XD
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man,,,, give him a break,,
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phntmeii · 8 months
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♡ Dating Brahms Heelshire Headcanons:
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❝ Come back! I'll be good! I will! ❝
[SFW+NSFW + No Gendered Terms]
NSFW Section Warnings: Stalking, Secret Voyeurism, Somnophilia, Non-Con, Dom/Sub Dynamics
A/N: Different fandom but same styled headcanons :) Brahms rattles around in this dome of mine nearly everyday so he had to be next. Also, first time doing NSFW headcanons so the writing may seem awkward just bc it’s slightly uncomfortable to write lmao
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SFW Headcanons:
> Brahms's Main Love Languages to give are: Physical Touch and Quality Time.
> Brahms is obviously very clingy and needy. You can find him to be attached at the hip with you at all times.
> It doesn’t need to even be something important but he’ll be hugging you, holding your hand. Something. ANYTHING. So long as he’s by your side.
> He’s simply happy to be beside you because you’re his favorite person in the whole world!
> Now, this is where his bratty behavior can come out. If you brush him off or not reciprocate his excitement, he’ll pout and whine that he should be given your attention.
> Brahms will match his schedule to yours to ensure that he spends as much time as possible with you! Occasionally he’ll stay up for later but normally he doesn’t want to miss out on any chance while you’re awake.
> Incredibly possessive over you and insists you never leave him. He has massive separation anxiety and is incredibly nervous when you ask to leave to do some chores.
> When you get back, better believe he is NOT letting go of you for a good while. “Please don’t leave me again! You can never do that again! Stay with me here! Please!”
> I 100% believe that any source of romantic interactions that he’s gotten is from romance books. He pictures himself as the knight in shining armor and will try and mimic things he’s read in books.
> Cue him trying to hype himself up to offer you a flower from the garden to which you’re wondering why you have several weeds in your hands now at 8:00AM.
> He definitely cannot cook or clean but seeing you do it will encourage him to want to help you out because he wants to be useful.
> He ended up burning his finger on the pan and cried at the pain for an hour and insisting he needed to be kissed better.
> He also watches you as you get ready for the day with pure admiration. His eyes sparkle while you do skincare, makeup, put on jewelry or do your hair.
> He then will ask if you can do the same to him. (Do his hair or skincare, etc.) Brahms will keep happily still and follow each instruction you give so he can look just as good as you do!
> It takes a long while before he ever considers pulling off his mask. Whenever he gets food from you, he immediately runs off to go eat it so you can’t see him without his mask on. If you help him bathe, he will firmly insist his mask stays on.
> After some time, if you ask again, he’ll hesitate but give a slight nod to encourage you to remove it.
> If you shower him in affection and praise at seeing his face, he’ll be wide-eyed and stunned asking if you really mean it then pull you into a bear hug.
> Brahms's Favorite Love Languages to receive are: Words of Affirmation and Acts of Service.
> Brahms obviously feels most loved when he's taken care of. His needs need to be tended to regularly or else he feels as though he's being ignored or has done something wrong to have deserved such treatment.
> Cooking for him, bathing him, brushing his hair, cleaning his mask, etc. are things he'll happily watch you do with pure love in his eyes.
> And obviously because of his childlike nature and insecurities, he needs to be complimented and reassured often.
> He'll get all giddy and excited accompanied by slight stimming when he's complimented. It's like you can tell when he's blushing under his mask just by how openly he reacts.
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NSFW Headcanons:
> When you first arrive as a nanny to take care of Brahms and he begins developing his obsession with you, he’ll find it more comfortable to watch you while you sleep.
> He’ll start by just watching from inside the walls, then to being in the room, then to sitting at the bedside, then finally, he’ll work himself up to touching you.
> He keeps gentle to not wake you but he gets excited by the opportunity to be this close to you and touch at your soft belly and chest. He fears you waking up so he’ll only caress your body for a bit before slinking back into the walls.
> Definitely has several peepholes all across the manor to get off to you. He finds it difficult to keep quiet. You swear sometimes you could hear some breathing somewhere in the manor but you can’t place it.
> Occasionally, you’ll find your clothing missing. It would take a bit to notice since it’s one or two things but you take to notice your laundry seemed more full than you last saw it and your drawers can be messier than how you left it.
> Once you’re comfortable with the actual Brahms, he’ll straight up ask to have your clothing for… “personal reasons”.
> Firmly believe he has no idea how sex works. His parents, once he was an adult, gave him magazines to scroll through but that isn’t an instruction manual to do anything. So you need to teach him how most of it works and what feels good and also what aftercare is.
> To keep all his needs satisfied, he was gifted one of those dolls. Y’know? It’s a miracle he hasn’t broken the damn thing with how aggressive he can be.
> Remember those stolen clothing items? Guess what doll is dressed in them.
> The doll he has customized best he can to look like you and he’ll use it while dreaming and fantasizing what it would be like to use you the same way.
> I know he’s commonly accepted to be a pure sub but I think he’s a switch (sub-leaning). He does want to please and have someone take control which is why he’ll let you take the reins most of the time.
> But, get him worked up enough or he’s getting close? He’s changing positions quick and fucking you hard and fast without restraint.
> Like—Doggy style while his arms are wrapped around you to keep you in place as he desperately pounds into you.
> He enjoys hearing praise for when he’s doing well. His eyes will look up to yours for confirmation that he’s doing what you asked for.
> It’s pure praise for him. Bby boy cannot handle degradation because he’ll take it seriously and be put off. So obvious pet names like being considered your “good boy” or a slew of other sweet names like “baby”, “honey”, “sweetheart” or “love”.
> Brahms is the type to not last long or for the average time but have insane recharge speed. Like he can go five times a day until he’s crying from sensitivity.
> If he’s straight up frustrated, he does not hesitate to just bend you over the nearest surface, yank your clothing off and fucking you to oblivion. He struggles with restraint if you couldn’t tell.
> He’d enjoy doing that in every part of the house by the way. Just to be reminded anywhere that he’s at of what your body looks like.
> CLINGS onto you like never before once you guys are done and puddled in sweat. Aftercare consists of telling him how good he was while he worships your body and apologizes if he's hurt you or went too hard.
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⤷ divider credits: @cafekitsune
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das-sena · 1 year
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Eu estive pensando no homem mimado que vive nas paredes, que tem uma higiene questionável, problemas de raiva e possivelmente mommy issues
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The Slashers Asking you “What Would you Do if I Cheated on you?”
Pairing: Slasher Men x f!reader
Notes: I loved writing this chapter. I hope that you guys can enjoy this as much as I liked imagining the little scenarios for it. I am working on the start for the "Asking them to rail you" chapters, so lookout for that soon!
Characters in this chapter include: Art, Billy, Stu, Brahms, Corey, Dennis, Mark, Michael, and Pinhead.
You can find the other chapters I’ve written and will continue writing for the texting series here!
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