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hexgirl13 · 4 months ago

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my little rockstar

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summary: adam gets curious on how his roommate, you, do your makeup, so you end up putting some on him

warnings(?): roommate!adam, kissing, like one cuss word, uhh that's really it tbh, lmk if there's anything else tho

a/n: i've been in my saw/adam era for SO LONG and there's so little of this loser on here, so i figured i'd write some. i'm also such a sucker for the loser bf x cool alt gf trope so i had to incorporate that. anyways, i hope y'all enjoy reading and lmk if you wanna see anything!

having a roommate wasn’t all that bad. it was a little weird when he was a guy, but he wasn’t a freak or weirdo, so you were grateful for that. adam was just a bit awkward when the two of you first met. he was also a bit hesitant to have a roommate of the opposite sex just as much as you were. however, you were the only one who answered the ad he put up. and you paid your half of the rent on time, so he couldn’t complain. you were also nice and quite pretty which was a bonus for him.

adam was in his darkroom, developing some new photos, when the sound of metal music began to blare in the apartment. a small smile made its way on his face in response. although it wasn’t his kind of music taste, it was yours. he knew how much you loved it and how much it made you happy. he finished hanging up the last photo, before leaving the darkroom. he began to move down the hallway, passing his room to get to yours. your bedroom door was slightly ajar, just enough that he could peak in and see you sitting on your bedroom floor in front of your full-length mirror. slowly, he pushed the door open and entered. he knew you wouldn’t mind it.

when you first moved in, adam was nervous to be around you. he was always awkward with girls. but living with one? yeah, there was no way he could do it. thankfully to his weird schedule as a freelance photographer, he would come home either late at night or early in the morning. this worked in his favor since you worked at a record store, meaning you were always asleep when he would come home. until one day, you were off and he had no sleazy guys to take pictures of, this meant that he had to be with you. alone. he realized how easy you were to talk to and enjoyed being with you a lot more than he thought he would. that then caused the friendship between the two of you to skyrocket.

he sat down on the edge of your bed in the mirror view. he silently watched you do your makeup, the same smile still on his face from earlier. the music was much louder and he recognized it to be korn, one of your favorite bands. once noticing his presence, your eyes met him in the mirror, and you returned the smile. “hey, adam,” you greeted. “what’s up?”

he shrugged, “not much. i just wanted to see what you were doing.”

“this girl at work got sick and can’t sing tonight. so i took up the shift,” you said, leaning forward to finish putting on your mascara.

“oh, what are you singing for?” he asked, completely intrigued by how you did your makeup. after putting down your mascara, you grabbed your eyeliner pencil. it looked like it would hurt, since you were drawing it onto your waterline. however, you barely even flinched when doing it. you then rubbed at your eyelids, smudging the eyeliner you just put on. why’d you put it on only to smudge it? it made no sense to adam, but you seemed to enjoy doing it. you also looked really beautiful when doing it, so he couldn’t complain.

“it’s just something that the record shop does on the weekend to bring in more customers. they’ve never had me do it before, so i’m kinda nervous.”

adam waved off your worry about singing. “i’ve heard you before, you'll be fine. you're a great singer.”

you smiled at his gentle praises. he was always complimenting you on everything. how pretty you looked. how amazing you were at singing. everything.

“thanks, adam. that’s… that’s really sweet of you,” you thanked, now applying some of your wine red gloss.

“i like that. it looks really good on you,” adam complimented.

“my lip gloss?” you asked.

“y-yeah. and you're, uh, eye makeup,” he said, making a gesture to his eyes. he had always wanted to attempt a cool grunge look like you always did, but he never knew where to start.

“you wanna try it?” you offered.

“try what?”

“my eyeliner? i still have some time before i have to leave.”

adam’s palms instantly got sweaty. he didn’t expect you to offer to do his own makeup. not that he was complaining about it though. “i-if you want, sure. i don’t want you to feel obligated or anything.”

you stood up from where you sat on the floor, dusting off your short, black mini skirt. “it’s no problem, adam.” moving over to where he sat on your bed, you towered above him. it was a bit of an odd angle to do his eyeliner. until an idea popped in your mind. “can i, uh, sit on your lap? to do your makeup?” you asked hesitantly. the last thing you wanted to do was overstep a boundary of his.

his eyes trailed over your outfit. from your leather black miniskirt to your lacy red tank top. all of it was just… perfect. just like you. he swallowed the lump that formed his throat. “y-yeah. you can.”

after he said yes, you sunk into his lap. your thighs barracading his. one of your hands came to rest on the side of his face, while the other held the eyeliner pencil. “look up for me, adam,” you said softly.

he took a shaky breath as he did what you told. his blue eyes focused on your poster covered ceiling. his eyes darted from band cover to band cover. anything to avoid looking at you sitting on his lap. the pencil rubbing against his waterline was a new feeling. he wasn’t sure if he liked it as he began to blink rapidly. you absentmindedly rubbed your thumb against his cheek to calm him. “it’s okay, adam. just relax.”

he couldn’t deny how much he enjoyed you caressing his face. he just hoped that you didn't notice his blushing face. after finishing on his right eye, you immediately got started on the left. this time, he barely reacted to the pencil. “you’re a pro at this,” you joked with a smile.

he chuckled. “uh, thanks. and you're a pro at this makeup thing.”

a gentle smile worked its way on your face. again with the compliments. “close your eyes for me real quick,” you softly ordered. after obeying what you said, you rubbed at his eyelids. smudging his eyeliner a bit. he opened his eyes once he felt your hands leave his face. and he ignored the ache he felt when it happened. his blue eyes met yours, and it was like a new shock of electricity filled the room. he looked… good. hot, in fact.

“you should really do this more often,” you whispered heavily. it felt like your heart was starting to pound against your ribcage like a wild animal.

“really?” he whispered back.

“yeah.” your eyes dropped to his pink, soft lips, before moving back up to his eyes. “can i…?” you didn’t even need to finish the question before his lips smashed against yours. his movement was so quick and fast that you had to hold onto his shoulders to steady yourself. the kiss ended faster than you would have wanted.

“i-i’m so sorry! i didn’t mean to-” adam began to apologize, but you stopped him by kissing him again. it wasn’t as fast as the previous one. as you chose to take it slower, but that didn’t mean it was any less passion filled. tilting your head to the side so that you could deepen the kiss. adam’s hands found their place on your leather cladded hips, squeezing softly. after what felt like hours you pulled away to take a breath. you pressed your forehead against his, looking deep into his eyes.

“don’t ever apologize for doing that. ever,” you stated.

he shakily nodded his head. he opened his mouth to say something, but your phone ringing interrupted the moment. “what the hell,” you mumbled. reluctantly moving off his lap to get up and answer the phone. “yeah?” you sighed into the speaker. adam had a slight pout on his face when you left him and found himself wanting to reach out for you. he couldn’t hear the voice you were talking to, but by the look on your face, he could only assume that you were on the phone with your boss.

“alright, yeah. i’ll be in,” you said, before hanging up the phone. turning your attention back to adam, you had a ‘sorry’ look on your face. “i’m so sorry. i gotta go in early.”

“that’s okay, don’t worry about it,” he tried to assure you, hoping that you couldn't hear the tremble in his voice.

you smiled, once again, at him. something you noticed that you did a lot when you were around him. “thank you for being understanding. i’ll be back as soon as i can, i promise.” leaning down, you press another quick kiss to his lips. his hand reaches for your wrist and softly squeezes it, before letting you go.

you grab your leather jacket and purse, and start to head out your bedroom door. before you completely leave, you poke your head back in your room and say, “you got something on your lips.” giving him a quick wink, you leave your roommate, and hopefully soon to be boyfriend, with a blush blooming across his face. one darker than the red gloss in his lips.

#adam stanheight x reader #adam faulkner x reader #leigh whannell #saw 2004 #saw franchise

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fantasynsuch · 1 year ago

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Adam Stanheight SFW + NSFW headcanons

REQUESTS FOR SAW OPEN!

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Sfw

How you meet!

you two meet probably in the hallway of your crappy apartment complex.

you run into him from the corner, he had his headphones in and was listening to it on full volume, and you were running late for work

crashing head first into neighbor? you dick he probably thinks to himself as he realizes he just ran into his neighbor.

he'd seen you around before: mostly rushing to whatever crappy retail job of the month you had

he had thought you were really beautiful, but he was a coward at heart, so never did anything about it

this time he didn't have the choice to not interact with you: well, without looking like a dick

"I am SO sorry. I'm such a dumbass." He rushes out before he can think

Youre still kinda in a little bit of shock, so you just look up at this incredibly handsome man who just face planted into you for a long while

he thinks your silence is you rejecting his apologies and he quietly apologizes and runs off

but you just were so enamored by him that you couldn't say anything

at work all you can think about is how you didn't accept his apologies and probably made him feel horrible

you were determined to make things right so after work you grab a couple packs of the smokes you always saw him with from the store and rush to his apartment

you timidly knock on his door and wait with bated breath

he sees you through the peephole and momentarily considers not answering it

but he sees the bag you have in your hand and is curious

he opens it, fully expecting to be yelled at for running into you

but all that happens is you raise the bag up quickly and say "i'm so sorry i didn't say anything, i feel so bad. i just was in shock because you're s-" you stop and say nothing after realizing your rambling

he looks in the bag and notices the smokes

you smile at him shyly

and that starts a beautiful relation

how you are as friends

you stay over ALOT

he tends to not eat the best so you make him alot of dinners and lunches to make sure he's eating regularly

his work as a professional stalker keeps him up at odd hours so those pre made meals are rlly a life saver

buying each other candy and snacks alot

when the other was having a rough month fiancially, you would try to pick up the slack andhelp them

that means buying the other small groceries and items to get them through till the next check

you stay over sm the other has toiletries like tooth brushes n soap at the others place

going to parties together but only talking to one another bc ur both not super extroverted

you just go for the free alcohol

speaking of which,,, taking care of each other when the other is drunk

he holds ur hair when ur sick in the toilet,

you rub his back when he's sick

when the other is actually ill as in cold or the flu, bringing each other soup n montioring each others temp

making sure the other takes their meds to get better

inevitably the other gets sick with the same thing, but it just ends up the same way with the other taking care of u

leaving notes in his mail slot when he's busy, and since its 2004, no fast messaging so "coming over at 5!! xoxo" in his mail slot

he lives kinda like a typical man with basically only a chair and essentials , bare ass living room

taking him to the thrift store to get like a decent couch n maybe an arm chair

helping him expand his wardrope to something beyond crappy second hand flannel n white shirt (preferably without blood on it)

helping him get through his trauma over the trap

you cant exactly help him get over it, but ur there when he has bad moments

holding him while he sobs in ur lap

just stroking his hair n reminding him hes here n not at the god awful bathroom

it really calms him down and reminds him he is present in this moment, not that one

he sometimes gets insecure about his scar on his shoulder and tries to hid it but you remind him that he shouldnt be embarassed for being strong enough to survive

helping him get back into normal non stalkery photographer- his need to make money to live kinda outweighed his desire to just take pics of birds

speaking of which: he def loves nature photography

he lives in new jersey, so its rare he gets to do that, but its a nice treat

road trips with him n he spends the whole time as a passenger princess asking you to stop n take pics of a dead tree that has a rlllly nice backdrop

ur crappy car probably breaks down once or twice but its part of the adventure

In a relationship

kisses. lot of f'ing kisses

neck kisses, forehead kisses, navel kisses. any types!

probably is the little spoon lbr

follows ur lead for the most part

want to go to the theatre? it may take out half his money but he WILL pay for the date

probably gets u sweet treats alot n writes a little note that says "love you babe!"

he def clings to you everywhere u go

got to go to the kitche? catch him hugging u from behind n not letting go

can't fall asleep without each other anymore

he used to have a twin sized mattress but he decided to buy a full after u moved intogether

speaking of which, he definitely moved into your apartment

you have a two bedroom n that allows him to have a red room for his photography and a bedroom

he probably only had a redroom and slept on the couch at his apartment tbh

typical man

very clean n likes to take showers with you

his fav thing is his hair being washed by you

the scraping on his scalp is incredibily grounding

he loves washing you as well, and not in a sexual way.

theres something so domestic about cleaning each other that he loves.

ultimately i think his interactions with cheating rich men has spoiled a bit of his view of marriage, but with you he really can see himself settling down and being a forever thing. beyond everything, he trusts you

he craves domesticity so he will enjoy providing for you and helping with the house

loves to cook, his mom probably taught him

doesn't really have a jealousy problem, though he can get jealous from time to time

very rare, but if he does, there might actually be a substantiated reason

doesn't want kids atm, as he can barely support himself and you.

waiting up for you to get home no matter how tired he is

wants to make sure you're home safe

rlly co dependent directly following the trap. can't be in the bathroom by myself, it reminds him too much of the trap. he needs you to be in the room with you while you speak to him through the curtain, or even better, being in the shower with you.

needs constant reassurance he isnt a burden on you

he feels like you don't deserve to be with a man who has so many problems

you tell him constantly that you will be there no matter what

holding hands just to remind him of your presence.

calms him down alot more than you expect

if you happen to be late getting home from work, he may partially freak out: thinking you left him finally

you'll find him sobbing on the couch curled in on himself

he's so vulnerable after lawrence left him there

he doesn't know that lawrence didn't break his promise intentionally so he holds alot of resentment for him

kissing his cheeks and telling him you'll never leave

onto more happy things:

MOVIE NIGHTS!!! you religiously watch movies together and spend most of the time talking about the stupidity of the characters or something.

never meeting his parents bc he's not on good terms with them

LOVES THAT YOURE ABOUT HIS HEIGHT, he's not a tall man and has never been insecure about his height, but the fact he's eye level with you makes it extremely intimate in his opinion

or if you're taller than him, his man brain goes ooga booga and thinks "tall woman/man" and all bets are off

NSFW

okay, to go ahead and put this glaringly obvious thing out there: HE HAS A THING FOR BEING A SUB!!!

He needs you to take control and tell him what to do

grab him by his hair and shove him in between your legs? yes ma'am

ask him to kneel and eat you out on a hardwood floor? done

he absolutely would do anything for you

he needs reassurance what he's doing is good: and rest assured, it is

he probably is a bit messy, and not very controlled

sloppy licks and desperate sucks are common

same thing for when he's inside you

ragged thrusts and a desperate pace

hes probably desperate bc you havent let him cum the whole session

his cock is probably a bit under average length wise, but good god is his girth something to marvel at

everytime he takes you he stretches you

very skinny man, and once you get your claws into him, he probably gains weight which gives him a cute bit of chub that you love to grab onto while he's thrusting into your hole haphazardly.

its almost like a leash

he absolutely needs direction the first couple times, hes so nervous he's shaking

you ask if he wants to keep going and he nods quickly n says theres nothing he's ever wanted more, but assuming this is following the trap, he absolutely needs someone to tell him what to do

could definitely get off from watching you cum (it's def happened before, his poor red cock hadn't been touched all night beyond the grinding on the bed he's hidden from you while eating you out and seeing your intense pleasure just,, he couldn't hold on anymore)

probably circumcised with a tasteful amount of hair, enough to be cute but not enough to be annoying

his nipples are probably so sensitive and he doesnt even know it, he's never thought to play with them

the first time you brush them he gasps and leaks precum

from then on they become a regular part of your routine when playing with him

PLEASE CALL HIM A GOOD BOY!!!

the first time you do, his head is thrown back in ecstasy from your mouth on his cock, and when you pull up, you tell him to look at you while still stroking his cock, and you say "youre my good boy. cum for me my baby boy."

he immediately cums and is embarrassed for weeks, even with your reassurance that it was the hottest thing you've ever seen

speaking of head, he loves getting it but he absolutely enjoys giving it more

theres something so sexy about being able to lick you to completion

when he gets head, he's so lost in his own pleasure that he forgets to breathe and when he remembers, he takes deep breaths

is so in love with your body

he thinks your the hottest person he's ever seen

would probably want to call you mistress or momma. i dont make the rules

RIDE HIM RN

he loves when you're on top, it makes him feel so helpless

alright so: he definitely wants you to peg him

grip his hands and place them above his head, and shove his head into the mattress

anything

his fav position is with his ass up in the air with his head shoved in a pillow and his cock hanging pitifully untouched. shove your strap into his ass while he begs you to make him cum

grab his face and kiss him while he wails out from the pleasure

shove your tongue down his throat,,, something!!

IN THE ODD OCCASION HE IS FEELING DOMINANT!!

rare

but it happens

he isn't some hard dom who leaves you bruised up

he will take care of you just like he does when he's subbing, but he won't let you order him around

grabs your neck and just holds. not enough to prevent you breathing, but enough for you to know its there

still sloppy either way

with him, aftercare is a must

thing is: you can't leave him alone after he's finished subbing, as it sparks some trigger that brings him back to the bathroom, where, in his mind, lawrence left him to die

you have to take him with you

you found out after he cries out and practically tackles you begging you to not leave and to stay with him and to not abandon him

its alot of rambling, but once you get him to calm down, he is pretty embarrassed, but you understand

you tell him to get up and hold his hand, or hug, while walking to the bathroom

wiping a rag on his oversensitive cock to clean it and seeing his face scrunch up is ur fav thing

you might make him eat his cum out of you to clean you up, but it just depends on how he feels. and it might start up a whole nother round so its a gamble

he probably doesn't fall asleep immediately afterward, and will stay there stroking your hair while you sleep to remind himself you're there, you aren't leaving and you love him

LOTS OF LOVE YOU'S DURING AND AFTER!!

something about you telling him you love him does something: it might be from him feeling useless and like a burden

when he finally sleeps, he's the little spoon and he whispers a quick,"thank you"before nodding off

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS!!! I LOVE ADAM AND SAW AND AND pLS REQUEST SOMETHING!!

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vampirebloodie · 1 year ago

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Saw Characters and what are they like in bed (Headcanons)

Warning: NSFW Smut 18+

Mark Hoffman

His favorite hobby is taking out a stressful day at work on your body.

He is an aggressive and not kind guy, but if you asked him, he would make an effort to be as soft as possible.

Biting, choking, slapping, hair pulling and various marks on your body would be common, he loves to show other people that you have an owner

Sex anywhere and everywhere without shyness and fear of being caught, if he feels horny it doesn't matter, he will fuck you right there or even drag you to a nearby bathroom

He likes to inject his sperm into you and see it running down your pussy, it gives a feeling of power

Call him "daddy" and watch this man become a machine that will make you cum for hours and hours

Condoms doesn't exist in his world

He loves seeing your ruined makeup stain your face while he calls you the most humiliating names possible

“Look at this pathetic slut finishing herself on my dick. How embarrassing."

Handcuffs? Oh yes, he would make a point of pinning you to the bed with them

He is a little cold, but then he would take care of you and your bruises, with ointments and kisses

Peter Strahm

Only his face seems to be rude, he is so sweet, always careful for fear of hurting you, always asking if you're okay and if you're comfortable

“Beautiful, im not hurting you, am i? Tell me if it hurts and i ll stop.”

At one point it gets annoying and you just ask him not to be so careful, maybe you might regret it later, because he will definitely destroy you

He likes to be called sir and agent, while he calls you darling, princess, beautiful

“You like it when this agent destroys your pussy, don’t you, princess?”

Praise kink???? praise kink!!!!!

His ties would be used to make it impossible for you to see

He would be a little afraid of cumming inside you and the results come in 9 months, but when he was horny, this would be totally ignored

He thinks the size of his hands are perfect for marking your neck and ass

After it was over, he would make a point of giving you a massage and buying some sweets for you to eat

Adam Faulkner-Stanheight

He is a super shy boy, when he see your naked body his cheeks would turn red immediately

This boy loves boobs and is obsessed with them, he likes to squeeze, lick, suck, play with your nipples

Talking about nipples, this is definitely the most sensitive part of his body, when your nails drag there it can be enough to make him squirm

Moans moans moans MOANS >>>LOUD<<<

Whimpers and tears are already part of him

He is so submissive that you feel sorry, if you told him to lick your feet he would do it right away

“Please mommy, i ll do whatever you want, let me inside you... I just want to cum, im so needy...”

Mommy kink??? Mommy kink!!! The more you are in a higher position than him, the more he likes it.

You are his world, he will do anything you want, he doesn't care, he just want you to feel good and satisfied

He is a baby!!! after sex he would stick to you like a bug just to get some affection from you, please take care of him!

Amanda Young

A super versatile woman, but who hates being the submissive in the relationship

She likes to see you writhing beneath her begging for more

A toy collector, she would buy the biggest ones just to test them on your pussy

Strapons are her favorite and your ass was her favorite thing too

“This hungry ass swallows this cock so well, im so proud of my girl, hm?”

She can be a little sadistic and likes to make you feel pain, but if you told her you didn't like it, she would stop right away

Public places? Public places!!!

She's not afraid of anything, she's faced a lot in her life, having sex in public wouldn't affect her in any way

John would always warn you to make less noise, but who said she cares about that?

Then she would lie with you, stroking your hair until you fell asleep and thanking you for being in her life

Lawrence Gordon

Oh Doctor Gordon, even outside of work he loves to play doctor and patient with you, making you take off your clothes for a very specific routine "exam"

“We need to do an exam, i see that you are not very well, i will have to analyze the inside of you...”

He's the ultimate romantic in the world, he would never have the courage to have rougher sex with you, but if you insisted a lot, who knows, maybe some hair pulling and slapping would happen?

He would definitely cum inside you with the intention of getting you pregnant and making you both stay connected forever

If you were on a date and he felt horny, he would pay the bill immediately and take you to his car

He loves seeing you in colorful lingerie and would buy several for you to wear only with him in intimate moments.

He cares more about your pleasure than his pleasure, if you cum? He will be happy and satisfied. If he doesn't cum? Who cares, then he would masturbate and that's it

He's the type of guy who takes a while to come, so your sex lasts a long time but always leaves you wanting another piece of him

Quickies at his doctor's office? Why not?

Your favorite food, lots of sweets, affection and a good and delicious bath would be prepared just for you after sex

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applesontheground · 6 months ago

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when i can, i do it all again 🧩

KINKTOBER 2024 | DAY ELEVEN - GAGGING & KNIFEPLAY

IT IS STILL BEFORE MIDNIGHT ON THE WEST COAST, SO I SAY THIS COUNTS.

alsooo, i am of the humble opinion that he should've been an apprentice so definitely expect to see that type of AU with this guy more often than not from me lol!

NSFW | Word Count: 922 | Apprentice!Adam Stanheight x Apprentice!Reader contains canon typical, B&E gone wrong, teasing

Fumbling the light on, you held the masked person by the collar of their shirt. It had started as a quiet shuffle by the curtains as you were heading to bed, and when you caught the sight of a snout from the corner of your peripherals, you saw red before you saw the face of fear.

Whatever was in their other hand clattered to the floor, a metal blade sliding far out of either of your reach. You had to use both hands now, walking them backwards and doing your best not to move to their throat instead.

“Oh, you slippery pig-fuck! Trying to kill me? Me?”

In all other situations and practically any other context of your life and how it was panning out, this would be terrifying, mortifying in a way that would immobilize and silence you – but you had done this act yourself merely a few times before, and it was already laughable that one of the other people that you worked with had the guts to come after you.

For sport? For a plan John hadn't told you about? You guessed you shouldn't care until you found out who it was.

They didn’t even have a sedative on them, which meant this was for something far more brutal. Something you were going to be awake for. A pair of hands gripped your wrists, and a grunt squeaked out from under the disguise as you two thrashed one more time, shoes sharply scuffing the floor and you spotting a chair in your kitchen that was perfect to hanker down on.

“Really?” You asked, taking a sharp breath as you shoved them down into the chair. He wasn't that much bigger than yourself, so sitting on his lap was rather snug, hands around his shoulders as you gritted your teeth and immediately reached for his shirt collar again, instead going for the edge of the mask. It came off, hitting the table rather than the floor with a throw as your eyes widened at the face underneath.

“...Really?” You repeated yourself, smiling incredulously at Adam. He started, "Hold on, hold-" But you instead caught something bright red from his pocket, a sash that was perfect size for a head. He yelped as you shoved it against his mouth pulling tight until his jaws opened and then getting it inside, to the corners before starting to tie it, all the while his hand pressed into your shoulder, not shoving you away but just holding you at a distance to make it hard.

“Was this for me?” You curled a couple fingers into the fabric, tugging on it and hearing him grumble something, try to talk through it despite it being a lost cause for the moment. He grabbed your hips, trying to stand, but you shoved them off fast and hooked your ankles around the legs of the chair for extra grip.

“I bet that knife was, too?” You tilted your head, and then remembering where it had fallen you hobbled to your feet. Surprisingly, he stayed put with his legs swiveling open in a sulking posture as you walked over to grab the knife. Sitting back in your spot, straddling him a little harder, you then muttered, "I almost don't want an explanation, man. This is kind of a let down, I thought we were friends."

His eyes widened at that, and he spoke through the gag again. We are! You smirked, the blade now pointed at his chest. A few terrified heaves, his sternum brushing the tip, and you finally heard something resembling your name through the gag. It got you to inch closer, shove the sharp end between the fabric and his cheek -- the sharp side away from him, of course, and like confetti it ripped and fell to the floor.

"L-listen to me! I-ah, get that fucking thing away from me-" He was speaking a mile a minute, eyes darting all over your face in plea as you finally held the blade up, a dumb look on your face as he sputtered, "I made a bet with the rest of the freaks we work with that I could do it, break in and nab your ass, and I very obviously lost. You can get off of me, I'm obviously not going for it any more!"

You rolled your eyes, holding the knife in between both of your laps as you sighed, "I don't buy it."

He shook his head and insisted, "Really, I thought I could do it, and..." You looked up, and Adam stuttered again, "And both Amanda and Hoffman thought I was full of shit, and then they wouldn't shut up about how I was full of shit. Clearly, they knew something about you that I didn't."

You blinked, and then a little laugh escaped you as he cried, "Really, [Y/N], you're stronger than you look, and because of that I'm out fifty bucks..." He shook his head and added with a jerk in the chair, jostling you slightly. "Each!"

You stood up, and he sat forward, head hanging for a minute as you kept hold of the knife, crossing your arms and wondering if you should offer him a beer or send his ass out the door the minute he stopped sulking.

"You know, I should be careful about what I wish for..." You leaned in, hands on the back of the chair and effectively boxing him in one last time,

"But I sort of wish you were just here to kill me."

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blueberrypancakesworld · 1 year ago

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What kinks/fetishes Saw character would have

Warning : minors don't interact/read, smut/kinks, they all have a female partner

Characters : Mark Hoffman, Lawrence Gordon, Adam Stanheight, Amanda Young, Peter Strahm, Eric Matthews

Info : Again something for Saw and what can I say exept. Have fun reading like I had my fun writting it ;)

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Mark Hoffmann

Degradation = He would love to degrade his partner in a game for small mistakes or when she teases him at work. The way his knuckles turn white when he imagines what he would do. As soon as they are alone and he takes her, whispering in her ear in a harsh voice and reproaching her for what she has done wrong. Knowing that with every word she tightens around his cock and wants more

°,,Did I fuck you stupid? That's what happens when you want the attention of all men...a slut gets what she deserves"

Gun Play = He had tried it with prostitutes but they were all unwilling, unlike his partner who couldn't get enough of the adrenaline. The way the cold metal moved over her body and he drew in his breath sharply when he was sent a video of her fucking herself with his gun unlocked. He loved it when she let her tongue glide over the dark metal before he pressed her onto the knees in front of him.

°,,Show me how much you want my cock sweetie"

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Lawrence Gordon

Medical play = A relationship between a doctor and his nurse a fantasy and a game that Lawrence and his partner had realized. Whether directly in the hospital in storage rooms or in longer sessions at home or in hotels. He loved it when she whimpered, he performed a routine examination on her and loved to stand over her.

°,,Spread your legs wider for me sweetheart would you?

Oral = More of a position than anything else but since he had lost his foot and his movements were choppy, especially at the beginning, it was almost painful which made sex more complicated. Which is why oral satisfaction became almost a daily thing for him and his partner. He loved it when she knelt in front of him, they kissed beforehand and she let her hands wander over his sore flesh before she opened his pants. In return, he lifted her onto his desk and, like the doctor he was, took care of his patients.

°,,Let me comfort you since you spoil me like this let me pleasure you"

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Adam Stanheight

Photography = He would love to take photos and videos of you with or without her consent. He would snap and record intimate moments when she was changing her clothes, in the shower or when he was having sex with her. Watching her fall apart around him, her tear-stained face or her fingers wrapped around his cock and taking pictures of the blush on his cheeks. He loved looking at the photos of her developing at the end, praising her and running his fingers over her body. While she snuggled up to him and praised him before they both ended up in a mountain of photos and he took them.

°,,Fuck look at this next time I'll make a whole collage baby"

Teasing = Initially not wanting to admit how much he likes it, Adam gets all the more whiny and whimpering when his partner teases him. Be it during the day with pictures, her extra short skirt or her hand on his body. At the end of the day, he would press himself against her and ask her permission why she was teasing him like that before directing him to bed, but he would only become more of a babbling, whining, pleading wrag.

°,,Ah-please-please baby finally touch me I'll do anything just please"

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Amanda Young

°Pain Play = She is a recovering and former junkie. She had suffered a lot of pain in her life and with John's teachings something had changed in the way she felt. It seemed like the pain she could finally inflict on others was getting better and better. Which is why she was careful with her partner to a certain extent, of course, but when she drew the knife or the hoe across her loved one's skin and heard the sound of it was her favorite. When she could run her fingers over the wounds and spread the blood on her girlfriend's body or try it herself.

°,,Shhh I know you can do a little more my love"

Leather = The feeling of leather shackles, panties, tops, pants, etc. She likes how it feels even better to wear it herself and to see it on her partner. It always seemed to be a big part of her life and she wouldn't give that up now. Instead, she went on several shopping trips with her sweetheart to buy the perfect outfits. To try them on in front of each other and make a strip show out of it.

°,,Look at you my beautiful girlfriend"

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Peter Strahm

Handcuffs = One thing he does bring home from his job are handcuffs. He loves to tie you to the bed with them. to see how you try to get loose while he takes you and can't do it. Tying your hands behind your back while you ride him and he holds you by your hips. Then kisses your maltreated wrists lovingly and tells you how good you were.

°,,Only bad girls get tied to the bed...but you're my good girl aren't you?"

Humping = He would love to have you on his lap after a long day's work and watch you whimpering against him. Giving you gentle kisses and playing with the strands of your hair - his big rough hands on your hips, directing you sweetly and painfully. Before he turns to you in praise after you have almost come crying and he takes care of you completely.

°,,That's it just a little bit more so it's good darling"

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Eric Matthews

Daddy kink = He didn't have a son for nothing, didn't become so bossy for nothing and didn't become a cop for nothing. It gives him a sense of power and excitement to hear his darling call him that. At first it's just fun flirting, but as soon as the door to the bedroom closes, it's just the two of them.

°,,You'll be good for daddy, won't you? You will, sugar, I know it"

Praise kink = He wants to hear how good he is and he needs to hear how good he is. Whether it's small gestures, the moans of his loved ones or whole sentences. Eric loves it when he knows that he is good for his sweetie, that he is doing everything right and it only makes him even more energized and proud when she praises him.

°,,How good am I? One more and I'm all yours"

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florabellalove · 11 months ago

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LET ME SPEAK MY TRUTH 🦢🫶🏼

sometimes I just want to read a reverse comfort fic about some big burly character absolutely breaking down, call it a saviour kink or whatever but there seems to be an absence in this world

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nemesis-writer · 5 months ago

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POV- talking to my friends about ___x reader fic

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veras1ne · 2 years ago

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✰࿐ ˊˎ- “BITE ME.”

Hi Doves!! This is my first fic from the Saw franchise!

I’m really excited for the months following as I’ll be posting more frequently and have a lot more lined up!! I hope you all enjoy this fic!

🫧Pairing: Adam Faulkner-Stanheight x Fem!Apprentice!Reader

: ̗̀➛ WARNINGS🦢: I am NOT responsible for the media you read and consume! Your warnings are the following: Kidnapping, Stalking, Taking pictures without consent, Sex, PIV, Blowjobs, Pervert Behavior by Adam and Reader.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Summary 🕊️: Adam believed his life would be over, but it turned out a certain apprentice had a different idea in mind. Now he has to follow a new set of rules

The scraping of metal tinged in your ear as you hauled the heavy contraption down the grimy hallway. You just nearly felt the vibrations through the tile flooring beneath your feet.

Adam’s eyes were droopy and his body frail and tired, yet his mind was widely awake. He couldn’t remember where he was last; he recalled picking at the skin of his shoulder that once was flushed with dried blood and the means for infection, courtesy of Dr. Lawrence Gordon’s gunshot that still rang in his ears weeks later. He hadn’t expected Lawrence to come back for him; in fact, he truly believed that he would die in that room, only surrounded by white tile and shit stains on the walls. His ankle was covered in blood and blistered skin. The friction of the chains caused his skin to burn and ache, leading his voice to scream and call out to anyone who was listening. His last wish was for someone to hear him, but he didn’t ever expect to truly be out of this nightmare. He wasn’t aware someone was coming for him, stalking him and preying on him.

But you did.

You pulled open the door to the room, and it screeched like nails on a chalkboard against the concrete wall. Adam’s blurry mind at the loud noise Other than his own desperate screaming and beckoning, he hadn’t heard any relevant sounds to aid him in his escape in days.

There was no sound to indicate another life. Lawrence had abandoned him; Jigsaw was nowhere to be seen, and all that was left was the burning ache of his wailing and the sound of the security cameras buzzing.But none of those things are registered in Adam’s mind now. His eyes were wide and fearful. The sight of an unknown face—someone who looked like them—was enough to make him startle and panic. His mouth was gagged, and his neck was embellished with a metal collar. On the inside of the collar were several rows of nails, and the tips of the needles were each plucked and perfectly arranged to suffocate him and create panic. Connected to his collar was a chain padlocked into the wall.

He was just barely being suffocated by the claustrophobic heat of the room and the relentless tugging of the chains that bound him to his collar. The air that entered his nostrils was thick and stale and tasted sourly of iron.

Sweat poured from his forehead onto his already sweaty hairline. It pooled at the small of his back. He began to quiver once he realized that whoever came into this room had no intention of leaving it anytime soon. “Hello Adam. I want to play a game.” Your voice echoed throughout the chamber-like walls. “You’d consider yourself a photographer, wouldn’t you, Adam? I sure would.” You stepped further towards him and shoved a box of photos in his lap, the box containing pictures of yourself in excessively vulnerable situations, like finding yourself in the hallway of different hook-up apartments or in your own home, some even depicting yourself getting undressed in the shower. “You’ve spent your life following others, but you’ve chosen the wrong person to follow, Adam.” You took another step towards him, reaching your hand out and pressing it against his face, caressing the side of his cheek. “You probably thought you could live your life without consequence for your actions, but you’re wrong. Just like how one wrong move could be the end of your life, so follow my rules and play nice, sweetheart." You smiled a thin smile filled with malice and lust.

A grin so fake that it was more than believable, if a bit unsettling. You grabbed his collar and yanked him upwards, the metal biting deep into his flesh, untying his makeshift gag and throwing the fabric onto the ground. His swollen cheeks and puffy eyes only made your lust for him grow so much stronger. “What do you want from me?” His voice was hoarse but whiny and strong with misery. “What’s wrong? You wanted to see me so badly before, and now that you can, you don’t like it? You should be grateful. John wanted to leave you there to starve; Mandy wanted to put you out of your misery, but not me. I wanted to meet you face-to-face." He let out a small breath as your hands slipped over his bare shoulders, down his chest, and back to his arms, squeezing them as you reached them, his muscles flexing under your hands. “I guess you’ll finally get to see everything in live motion, and not just from one of your silly pictures.” You moved your lips closer to his ear. His breathing hitched as he looked at you with glossed-over eyes, and his pupils dilated to slits as he stared at you. “Tell me what else you think is wrong, Adam. Tell me how you feel about being here. Tell me how you really are." As you whispered in his ear, you squeezed your fingers harder onto his upper arm.

You watched him squirm and whimper. “Oh fuck, man.” His hands found their way to your hips. “What did you do with those photos of me, Adam? Did you think about me at night?” You gave him a sly smile as you toyed with the lock on his collar. “Do you want me to take off my shirt? Do you want me to lay it across the chair so you can touch me? What kind of fantasy do you have of me, baby?” You leaned forward so that your chest pressed firmly into his.

Your lower leg rested against his crotch, pressing down and giving him his strongly desired relief. “Do you want me, Adam?” Your hand brushed his hair back; it was greasy and had dried blood and sweat in between strands, but at that point in time, nothing else mattered; only he did. "Shit, you’re fucking crazy, dude.” Your face snapped at his response, changing from pleasure to anger. “I would watch your attitude if you want to get out of here alive. Remember my rules, Adam; play nicely.” You tugged on the chain binding him, drawing a few beads of blood out of his neck. “Bite me.” He spat at you, his words stinging on your lips as you captured his in an angry, heated kiss.

He sucked your tongue into his mouth while you moaned into it; your lips parted slightly as you explored your tongue with his, and your hands were wandering his body. They slid up his chest to his shoulders, then his neck, then his jawline, until they tangled in his dirty locks. He pulled you closer until you were completely wrapped around him, grinding your hips into his groin as minutes felt like hours with your lips interlocked. “Fuck, I fucking knew you were perfect, so pretty.” He cried out against your lips, his hands gripping your waist tightly and pulling your hips down against him.

You both moaned when you felt his erection rubbing against your clitoral area through your trousers and underwear, his cock hardening even more against you. Your hips slid against his jeans as you sat on the floor, tucking your knees under your thighs. Cold hands slid across his jeans, unbuckling his belt and sliding off his blue trousers, hooking his underwear, and pulling them down.

You opened your mouth slowly, sliding your bottom lip along the tip of his erect penis. Your tongue danced delicately, sucking him off gently and softly. His head hung low as he groaned against your mouth.

His arms encircled your waist, keeping you pressed into his warm, hard body. “Are you enjoying yourself, Adam?” you asked quietly, licking away the last remnants of cum. He nodded quickly, turning his face away so he didn’t have to look you in the eyes. He couldn’t hold your stare and instead opted for staring at the ceiling, his arms still tight around your waist. He shivered as you continued sucking on his cock. “Yes, yes. That feels so good.” He gasped as your lips closed around the head, taking his full shaft into your desperate throat. He buckled his knees, his hips rocking into you roughly as you swallowed him down, moaning lightly as your nails dug deeply into his skin, nearly breaking it and almost bruising them as he tried desperately not to cum too early.

He clenched his fists, digging his own nails harshly into the skin of your shoulders as he guided your head up and down his hard cock. You licked the length of the base of it until it was throbbing painfully.

You took him to the back of your throat, holding him in place as you drank him down slowly. “Oh shit…” He breathed out as his body trembled, his eyes wild, and he panicked with desire, feeling his own orgasm rising in his abdomen. You pulled his cock out of his mouth, much to his displeasure and anger.

His whimpers made your hole clench around the emptyness that you so desired to be filled. “If I unchained you right now, would you scream and run? You remember the rules, right? Let’s see if you’ll still play by them once you’ve gotten your freedom. Get on your knees.”

His face was distorted in confusion, not quite understanding what for. "Look, man, I’m not into that sort of thing." He shook his head and looked at you in fear, sitting down on the cold floor anyway. “I’m taking your collar off, not pegging you with a knife.” The keys from your pocket jingled as you unlocked them, the heavy metal contraption falling to the floor. He removed his white shirt that was covered in dried blood, his pale body glistening with sweat and grime that covered every inch of his smooth chest. You placed the collar on the table next to you as you pulled him to the chair nearby. “Are you sure that this is what you want, Adam?” Your expression showed genuine concern.

Even though it was true you had locked him up in this room and kept him as your personal hostage only to give him a sloppy head, you still had a heart, and you were determined to give it to him in its entirety. “Put that pretty pussy right on my cock, please.” You smiled at him as you pushed your black pants and panties down to the floor, straddling his muscular thighs and kissing his neck.

His body twitched as you slid down his shaft, bottoming out as your pussy stretched around his dick, gushing around his flesh. “Shit, Adam.” You sighed, loving the heat of his body in the cold room, the wet warmth against your insides, and the way your juices trickled down the shaft of his dick and dripped in soft puddles onto the floor. You began moving up and down his cock with slow, steady strokes, adjusting your puckering hole to his shaft. Your legs started shaking as he lifted himself up, thrusting into you deep, your nipples pebbling, and your core tightening as your body began to move in rhythm to his movements.

His face flushed red, his eyes became glassy, his head thrown back, and his mouth opened in pleasure. His hands gripped your waist tighter, taking full control of your body movements as they related to your wet heat. His hands ran up and down your hips, his fingers sliding up and down your waist, causing you to tighten and pull harder on his shaft. He groaned loudly, his cock hitting all of your sweet spots as he pumped into you.

You were panting, your eyes closing as you focused on the way your walls tightened around his cock. “Did you ever touch yourself with those pictures of me, Adam? Did you imagine what it would be like to fuck me?" He bit his lower lip as he began to growl against your shoulder, releasing his grip on your waist as he buried his head in the crook of your neck. “F-fuck, every night. I wanted to know what your tight pussy would feel like around my cock.” He ground against your pussyrelentlessly until your whole body started shaking. “I knew you were a disgusting little pervert." You were so close, and his confession only drew you closer.

You could feel your juices dripping into your pussy as he continued to pump into you, pushing you further and further toward your release. You arched your back, reaching your hands behind you to grab onto something to help hold on to as you came. You screamed his name as you came hard, your pussy clenching around his thick cock, still chasing his orgasm as he pound into you, overstimulating your sore nerves.

His body tensed, his muscles trembling violently as he spilled his seed inside you, filling you to the brim. His arms wrapped themselves around your back as he held you close. “That felt so good. So fucking amazing.” His voice shook as he spoke against your neck. You turned so that your faces were level, and his arms were still wrapped around you. You kissed him tenderly, your lips lingering on his, before you pulled away. “Congratulations, Adam. You’ve won your game. You have been reborn.” He smiled and wet his lips. “So was that, like, a reverse rebirth kind of thing?” Your face turned from joy to bewilderment, and it only took one sentence from an idiot. “Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

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