#Josef creep x reader

[earthsickwithoutyou]

Fic preview: Josef x Reader

Premise: Reader (femme/gender-neutral) is a talented and ambitious young filmmaker who has a little problem with romantic obsession and leaves a trail of blood in their wake. They notice Josef’s latest Craigslist post searching for a Videographer and get the job. Josef and Reader meet and fall desperately-madly in love immediately. Thing is…neither one is used to the object of their affections being equally unhinged and 100% into them in return.

This will be a dark romance with tooth-rotting fluff, and so much (kinky) smut. ☺️

Preview:

Coming soon to AO3! 😉🐺🪓🩸🎥💓

[bosinclairsgff]

Slashers with a gf who has a phobia of sleep

Includes: The Grabber, Bo Sinclair, Herbert West, Longlegs, Josef and Father Paul Hill

Warnings: None

A/n : This is so random but I literally have had a phobia of sleeping for over three years and it’s getting worse so I needed comfort LOLOL! If anyone else is weird like me I hope this is comforting toooo 😅🫶🏻 also I never use the right your or you’re and I’m sorry I’m genuinely trying to work on that but tonight was NOT that night…

- Albert notices you fighting sleep off. Almost every time he comes down your still awake. You look absolutely exhausted, yet you won’t let yourself sleep.

- He starts to just watch you even while your awake. Al starts to notice your pattern. You stay awake as long as you can until you are so exhausted that you just pass out, only to sleep for 5 maybe 6 hours. Then you start the cycle over and over and over.

- Sometimes when you can’t sleep he’ll show you actual magic tricks and might teach you how to do a few yourself.

- The more comfortable you guys get with each other the more questions about the outside world he’d answer. Like if you wanted to know about politics or even new movies or the latest episode of your favorite show, whatever, he’d tell you.

- He’d bring you books to read because he thinks you might go insane sitting down there for hours and not even being able to sleep.

- If you started feeling safe around him and him being there made it easier to fall asleep, he’d stick around until you eventually dozed off. Making sure you got at least some sleep.

- Bo works all day and when it’s nighttime he expects everyone to go to sleep.

- He would get frustrated with you because you were just always awake and of course you didn’t just stay in bed, no, you’d go sit on the couch and read or bake cookies. Anything but sleeping.

- Bo would hate if he was fast asleep and you were god knows where doing god knows what. He’s very controlling.

- He’d wake up not seeing you next to him and immediately curse under his breath. Getting up unwilling to go find you. “The fuck are you doin in the middle of the damn night reading a book on the couch?” He’d slightly yell. When you try to explain how sleeping kind of scares you he’d scoff and grab you by the arm dragging you upstairs back to bed.

- He doesn’t get much sleep either so it’s not that weird to him when you don’t sleep much.

- At first it wouldn’t concern Herbert, your sleeping habits, but once he notices how you almost panic every time you start feeling tired or like you might fall asleep he’d start questioning things.

- He would do lots of research trying to figure out how to fix this and how to help you sleep.

- He would genuinely take it so seriously.

- If it help you fall, he’d sit by you until you finally fell asleep. Rubbing your back or playing with your hair. (That’s so not in character for him but idc lolol)

- Dale is literally a old man….he NEEDS his sleep.

- As long as you didn’t wake him up I don’t think he’d care that you don’t sleep a lot. At least at first…but ofc then he finally sees how almost afraid you are of sleeping.

- He’d definitely try to talk some sense into you. “Angel..don’t be silly why would you be afraid to sleep?” He’d question while trying to stay awake one night in bed.

- Dale would make you do prayers with him, telling you that Mr.Downstairs would make it better.

- I could see him getting fed up with the lack of sleeping and him just drugging you one night.

- Josef would find it so interesting that you’re afraid of sleeping or falling asleep.

- To him it’d be a sick game. Seeing how long you could stay up or seeing if he could make you fall asleep.

- Would taunt you by singing lullabies all day. And when you do sleep he records you, only to show you at breakfast the next morning or something.

- He stays up all night anyways so he likes your company. Paul would be concerned though if you went more than 24 hours without sleep.

- Paul would always make you tea and make you sit on the couch wrapped in a warm blanket. He’d read you the Bible while you sipped in your tea.

- He’d try to talk about your fears of sleeping and why you’re so scared of falling asleep. Maybe it helps, maybe it doesn’t either way he’s there to hold you and read to you.

- When you do fall asleep you always wake up in his bed with covers on you and a glass of water on the bedside.

[defectivevillain]

live to die another day

pairing: Josef/Reader

reader's gender & race are ambiguous; no pronouns or physical descriptors used.

summary: “Hi, I’m the videographer,” you say, before introducing yourself. You decide to use a fake name—as you normally do. You don’t think anyone needs to know your real name. The majority of your customers just want a specific service from you and, as long as your videography can fulfill their desires, they don’t care what your name is. Josef seems different in that regard. He stares at you for a moment with a scrutinizing gaze. “That’s not your real name,” he says, with a ghost of a smile, “I can tell.” Josef’s stare is eerie, as if he is peering right through you.

word count: 3.1k | ao3 version

From the moment you pull into the driveway, you know something is off. At the time, you can’t explain it. But you will soon have answers to all your questions.

It begins, as most things do, with a knock on a front door. As you had trudged up the steps of this cabin, nestled away in the forest, you couldn’t help but feel a bit wary. The place is a bit too secluded for your liking—and the axe lodged into the tree stump at the foot of the stairs certainly hadn’t increased your confidence. Still, you had ultimately decided to walk up the steps and knock on the door. It’s a bit too late to go back now, you think to yourself. Besides, a thousand dollars is a thousand dollars—and you need the money. 

There is no one answering the door, to your immediate annoyance. “Hello?” you say. There is no response. You decide to knock again, a bit louder than last time. For a few seconds, there is still no answer. Just as you’re about to turn around and abandon your plans for the day, the door slowly creaks open. 

There is a man standing in the doorway. He has short brown hair and greenish eyes, and he wears an unassuming black shirt and pants. Overall, he looks relatively normal. “Hello, I’m Josef,” the man says, his lips tugging ever so slightly at the corners. His smile sends a shiver down your spine. The gesture looks almost wooden—mechanical and unnatural. 

“Hi, I’m the videographer,” you say, before introducing yourself. You decide to use a fake name—as you normally do. You don’t think anyone needs to know your real name. The majority of your customers just want a specific service from you and, as long as your videography can fulfill their desires, they don’t care what your name is. 

Josef seems different in that regard. He stares at you for a moment with a scrutinizing gaze. “That’s not your real name,” he says, with a ghost of a smile, “I can tell.” Josef’s stare is eerie, as if he is peering right through you. 

“It is,” you lie through gritted teeth. Dusty alarms are flashing and blaring in your head. You need the money, you remind yourself. It doesn’t matter if this guy is a little weird. As long as you survive the night, you’ll be fine. You’ve seen weird before—you can handle weird. You just hope this guy isn’t outright dangerous. “It’s my real name.” You maintain. 

There is a long pause, wrought with silence and tension. “Okay,” Josef eventually remarks, although he looks disbelieving. “Well, anyway, I’m glad you’re here. Can we start with a hug?” You don’t even get a chance to shake your head and step away before you’re being tugged past the doorway and into a hug. The man’s arms wrap around you and, for a split second, his grip feels unbreakable. You feel your breath stutter and you just barely manage to keep your composure. You get the feeling you don’t hide your thoughts well enough, because Josef has a knowing grin on his face as you break apart. 

What Josef says next is, in a word, unbelievable. It’s not the story itself that seems untrue—it’s the way he delivers it. For some reason, you can’t get rid of the somewhat unfounded conviction that Josef is lying. You decide to play along, since you really don’t have a choice. It helps that Josef gives you half of the money you agreed on, with the promise that he’ll give you the rest once the night is up. Then, he promptly takes you upstairs and proclaims that he’s going to take a bath—to which you are forced to be an unwilling spectator. The man’s bath—or “tubby,” as he calls it—would be a sweet sentiment if it weren’t so… unsettling. You bite down any comments and manage to keep quiet the entire time. 

If the tubby is bad, then what follows is much worse. Josef proceeds to take you on a drive towards an undisclosed location that supposedly has water with healing properties. You’re then forced to follow after him on a long, brutal hike up rocky slopes and through thickets of trees. You’re very close to giving up and abandoning the money you were promised, but the two of you manage to make it to the place Josef was looking for. He seems to think the heart carved into the rock formation below is a “sign” meant for him, and you don’t have the energy to argue. Josef then urges you to join him in wading in the water. You try refusing, but he eventually grabs you by the arm and pulls you in before you can resist. Then, the man pulls you into another hug. You feel goosebumps rising along your skin—and not just from the freezing temperature of the water.

After your hike, you stop at a diner. Josef claims the place has excellent pancakes, yet he looks at the menu as if seeing it for the first time. This is yet another red flag to add to the quickly growing pile of unsettling observations you’ve made about him. You’ve made it this far, though. You’re more than halfway through the day now. You can do this. 

Your meal with Josef is awkward at first. You don’t feel like talking, and you can feel Josef’s gaze burning into your skin. Eventually, he is the one to break the silence. “Have you ever done something you’re ashamed of?” Josef asks you, in the hazy afternoon sunlight. 

You still feel that honesty is dangerous, so you make up a story about falling from your chair and hitting your head in kindergarten. Josef seems to buy it. He takes another bite of his pancakes, before a contemplative expression falls onto his face. 

“I have a confession to make,” he murmurs, looking at you expectantly. “Something I’m ashamed of.” You purse your lips and take a deep breath, before urging him to continue. Josef seems to hesitate. You can’t tell if his hesitation is genuine or manufactured. He pulls out his phone and opens his camera roll, before turning it around to show you. “I took pictures of you… when you first arrived.” Indeed, he swipes through several photos of you sitting in your car, walking up the steps, and standing near the front door. 

Your ears are ringing. Your vision is tunneling. “Why?” you choke out. 

“I thought… maybe if I got to know you before you got to know me… then I would be less scared,” Josef admits. He looks down at his interlocked hands. There is malice lingering in the pull of his lips. “Do you forgive me?”

Something is wrong with this man. You don’t know what it is, and you’re certain you don’t want to find out. You breathe in, breathe out. Blink a few times. You let your gaze wander across your surroundings. “...Yes.” You really don’t have a choice, do you? Whatever gets you out of this situation faster.

“Really?” Josef asks. 

“Yes,” you respond. Josef seems to visibly brighten, and his energy from before begins to return. Meanwhile, you’re trying to figure out how to leave as early as possible. Technically, you were booked for the whole day. Fortunately, it’s already turning dark outside. Once the two of you finish eating and head back to his place, it will be late enough for you to leave. You just need to survive the rest of this meal and the car ride back. 

Josef isn’t as keen to let you depart, however. Once you return to his home, he’s quick to head up the first few steps. Once he notices that you aren’t following him, he freezes and turns back around. “Come on, have a drink,” he smiles. In the dark, his eyes almost seem to glitter. 

“I really should go,” you say, shoving your trembling hands into your pockets. Your heel drags back against the gravel underneath your foot. You’re so close to your car. As if sensing your thoughts, Josef walks back down the steps and stops in front of you. He claps a hand on your shoulder. 

“Just one drink,” Josef insists. “Then, I promise you can leave.”

This is a horrible idea. His fingers are digging into your shoulder. “Fine,” you say through gritted teeth, refusing to acknowledge the dread coiling at the pit of your stomach. Josef’s grip leaves for a moment, before he slings his arm around your shoulders and leads you back up to his home. You’re grateful that it’s dark outside, because otherwise, he would likely see the terror you’re sure is written all over your face. Once you make it inside, Josef is quick to move to the kitchen and grab the whiskey. He returns with two glasses and pours you a drink. The two of you clink glasses and take a drink. You cough at the sheer strength of the alcohol. 

“Look at us,” Josef says after a moment. “This has just been a great day. I’ve just made a friend.” We’re not friends is lodged in your throat. For some reason, you feel as if it’s dangerous to disagree. So, instead, you keep quiet. 

For a while, there is nothing but a tense silence. “You’re awfully quiet,” Josef then remarks casually. “Something on your mind?” There’s a gleam in his eyes. You take a deep breath and down the rest of your drink, before getting to your feet. 

“Okay,” you say resolutely, slamming your drink against the table with a bit too much force. “It’s time for me to go.”

“What?” Josef asks. You ignore him and walk towards the kitchen, grabbing your jacket and putting it on. “You just got here, we just sat down. Come on, stay a while.” 

“I had a drink, and now I really need to—” you break off, freezing in place. To your surprise, the rest of your payment is tucked into the pocket of your jacket. But that’s not what you’re looking for. You rifle around in your jacket pocket one more time. Sure enough, your keys aren’t there. “Josef,” you say, your voice sounding eerily calm despite your mounting trepidation. 

“Yes?” he asks, immune to your internal panic and growing suspicions. 

You take a deep breath. “Do you have my keys?” You’re unable to hide the accusatory tone in your voice.  

“I don’t,” Josef responds, a flicker of confusion and betrayal on his face. You frown and try to think back to where you put them. Actually, you don’t remember moving them at all. They’ve been in your jacket pocket this whole time. You never touched them. That look on Josef’s face… It’s an act, it’s all an act, you realize. 

“Yes, you do,” you maintain, “I know you have them. They were in my jacket. I haven’t touched it since we got back.”

Josef stares at you for a long moment. Your heart is racing out of your chest, but you stand your ground. You can’t stay here even a moment longer. You need to get home. You need to leave, you need to escape. You can’t shake the feeling that you’re in grave danger. 

You don’t know how long you spend staring at each other. At some point, Josef’s serious expression breaks into a grin. “Clever,” he says, pointing at you before reaching into his pocket. Your keys sit in his palm and, for an awful moment, you think he isn’t going to hand them over. Then, Josef throws them to you. You catch them and turn around, muttering a quick goodbye and practically running to the front door. You take the steps down two at a time, your breathing growing erratic. Even when you get into your car and lock it, you’re terrified. A dark silhouette stands out against the dim lighting cast on the porch. Josef is watching, even as you pull out of his driveway and drive away. You don’t feel safe until you’ve reached your home and have locked the door behind you. You lock all your windows, then double check that they’re locked and close the curtains. It takes a while for you to fall asleep that night. 

The next morning, you’re greeted with a package on your doorstep. Inside is a disc and a stuffed wolf. The stuffed animal looks innocuous at first. Upon closer examination, you realize that there’s something rattling inside it. You hesitantly rip the back open, revealing a silver chain. When you tug the chain, it frees itself from the stuffing and catches the light in your living room to reveal a heart shaped pendant. The inside of the pendant has a photo of you next to a photo of Josef, and there are initials engraved on the outside of it. A ‘J’ for him and… an initial for your first name—your real first name. He knows your real name, and he knows your address. 

After barely a moment of contemplation, you throw the necklace, wolf, and DVD in the trash. You try to go about your day as usual, but you know you’re doing a pretty poor job of pretending that everything is fine. Your coworkers tell you as much, and you’re soon dismissed with the order to “relax.” You huff a laugh at the thought. Everything is worse when you’re home, because Josef knows you live there. For all you know, he could be breaking in to watch you sleep.  

In the span of three days, you get two more discs. You throw away the second one. The third one is the last one, judging from the writing on it. For some reason, you decide to trust the message and place the disc in your disc player. After all, you threw away the first two. You’re curious to see what this one contains. 

For a moment, there is nothing. Then, the screen stutters to life and you find yourself looking at Josef. He raises his eyebrows at the camera, before shaking his head. Josef greets you, before uttering your real name and shaking his head. “You threw away my other gifts,” he says. “I was very disappointed. Heartbroken.” Somehow, he looks entirely sincere. Was he truly heartbroken?

“Still, I’m offering you a chance,” Josef continues. “An olive branch, if you will. I don’t want this to end between us.”

“This is Lake Gregory,” he states. “It’s wide open, as you can see…” he breaks off and pivots the camera so that you get a full view of the place. “I will be here tomorrow, sitting at this park bench.” He takes a breath and smiles, before the camera clicks off. You’re left to stare at your blank television screen in disbelief. 

You know you shouldn’t go to the lake—it would be incredibly dangerous. Yet, you can’t continue living as if nothing happened. Every flicker of a shadow, every minute noise has you paranoid. You can’t keep living like this—jumping at every sudden movement. You think about calling the police again, before remembering how they treated you when you tried calling before. Josef isn’t the guy’s real name and his home was a rental. He’s virtually undetectable, the officer on the phone said. You remember hanging up and nearly slamming your phone down on the table in frustration and helplessness. 

It’s a crazy thought, but this could be your chance at closure. If you don’t show up, you’re sure you’ll be stalked for the rest of your life. You’d live in constant fear, knowing that Josef could be lurking in any shadow or around any corner. But, this way, you could end things. You could put an end to the uncertainty. 

The thought is what pushes you to walk out to the car determinedly the next day, plug Lake Gregory into your navigation, and drive along. Some time later, you pull into a parking spot and look out to the shimmering water. You don’t see Josef, but you get the sense that he’s here somewhere. If there were even a minute chance of you showing up, he would have to be here. You take a deep breath and step out of the car, before walking to the park bench. You’re certain your heart has never raced so fast. When you make it to the bench, you turn around with your back to the water. You’ll watch for him and wait for him to approach. 

At some point, you see him. He’s wearing the Peachfuzz mask and wielding an axe. He slowly sneaks up in a few steps, before evidently noticing that you’re staring. After a moment, he takes the mask off, lets the axe fall to his side, and clears the distance between the two of you. There’s a mix of emotions flickering along his face. 

“Josef,” you remark. The man closes the distance between you, until you’re only a few steps away from one another. 

“Now this is what I find most fascinating about you,” Josef explains, gesturing towards you. His eyes are gleaming. He doesn’t look offended by your wariness; if anything, he looks intrigued, fascinated. “You mistrusted me from the moment we met. You gave me a fake name, fake stories. Everything was fake.” He punctuates the statement by thudding his axe against the grass. 

You don’t know what to say. Your tongue feels ironed to the roof of your mouth. “I suppose I can’t complain,” Josef continues. “Because I was doing the same. Fake name, fake stories.” His hand still grips the axe. You stare at it warily. 

“Everyone else was too trusting,” he remarks. “They almost seemed to give their lives to me, you know? Aaron, I mean… he just sat on that bench and waited. He never turned around.” You follow his gesture and look at the bench. After a second glance, you think you can see dried blood stains on the wood. Bile rises in your throat. You’re biting down on the inside of your cheek so hard that you can taste blood, metallic and coppery on your tongue. 

“I want to get to know you,” Josef continues, taking a step forward. You match it with a half-step backwards, only to realize that you’re now standing on the very edge of the grass. One more step and you’ll fall into the lake. “The real you.”

He extends a hand, an unspoken question on his lips. The air around you seems to still. Everything falls quiet in anticipation. 

Your heart thundering in your chest, you reach out and take his hand.

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[hannahbisssssss]

Reader who weirdly embraces Josef fursona and roleplay with him :)

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

This is gonna be a good day. 

Josef kind of hides Peachfuzz from you at the beginning of the relationship. 

It’s like a secret part of him that he doesn’t want to give away. 

(He’s also afraid of you judging him.)

When you’re a bit into your relationship (6ish months) he decides it’s time to show you Peachfuzz.

He introduces you to him as if he’s another entity. 

You have to admit…

Damn.

It’s kind of cute. 

Josef decides to do the Peachfuzz song. 

You can’t help but laugh and boop his nose. 

His reaction is a little unsettling. Josef growls after you boop the nose. 

“Oh… Should I not do that?”

Josef slowly shakes his head.

“What if I did it again?”

Josef pauses.

“I would say that you should be prepared for what this naughty wolf might do.”

You slowly raise your finger and boop his nose again.

Before you can pull away, Josef catches your wrist and growls again. 

You take your other hand and gently swat his arm.

“Bad boy.”

…

Huh?

Josef makes a confused noise before slowly letting go of your wrist. 

You’re very open to the fact that Peachfuzz is just another aspect of your guys’ relationship. 

Throughout this relationship, you and Peachfuzz have this weird song and dance where you almost try to tame the beast. 

The beast cannot be tamed. 

You were once in the forest together and were playing hide and seek. Josef always uses this as an excuse for foreplay.

You didn’t realize Josef brought Peachfuzz. 

You were genuinely shocked when you heard sniffing sounds from behind a tree. 

You caution a look, curious as to what Josef was doing.

Oh… Peachfuzz is out to play. 

You quickly hide behind the tree again. 

“Y/N, you can’t hide forever. I can smell your fear.”

I mean… It was true. You definitely were a bit afraid. 

Everything goes quiet for a second. 

“Gotcha.”

You scream as Peachfuzz wraps his arms around you and starts to drag you back. 

“Let me go!”

“Never.”

Josef drags you to a clearing where there are no trees. 

When you are both on the ground together, Peachfuzz starts to grind on your leg. 

And not just any grinding.

I mean… Homeboy is going to TOWN on your leg. 

“Peachfu– Josef, what the hell are you doing?”

You can’t help but be a little disconcerted. Who wouldn’t be?

He doesn’t say anything. He just lets out some desperate growls and moans. 

This is definitely… New. You are a bit disgusted but can’t help being a bit intrigued. 

You always jokingly called your relationship an open relationship because it’s you, Josef, and Peachfuzz. 

And you are a bit turned on right now. 

You reach your hand to his face and caress it gently. 

“Good boy.”

Peachfuzz stops grinding on you for a second.

His growls start low but slowly build in intensity. 

Peachfuzz howls and begins to take your clothes off.

“Ah! Now?”

“This is happening, Y/N.” He growls out. 

You have a wild and chaotic night in the forest. 

Though you were a little freaked out to begin with, this is definitely something you’ll be coming back to try.

[iloveolderman0]

How would be a reader that likes to take care of Josef? Like bathing him or dressing him making sure he eats proper (making him feel a little of mommy issues lol)

OMG 😭 I feel like he would be so attached tho, this poor man 💀

Anyways thanking for sending in this request!

Mama’s Boy

( AAAAA 😭) Josef x Fem! Reader

!Warnings! Josef having mummy issues, Sad boy, a LITTLE bit of nsfw 😅 and yeah that’s all

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- When you guys started dating and you showed A lot of affection to him, he. Was. So. CONFUSED!

- Like at first he was like oh… But than quickly played a long!

- When you always checked up on him even when you came back from work ( or whatever you do :D ) and you still manage to see if he’s okay and if he’s eating like you told him to, He will be over the moons and might tear up

- One time you caught him crying in the bathroom and when you took care of him he just cried more :(

- He always loved your meal that you made for him like if he didn’t like something you will make him try it again and if he still doesn’t like it you will have it or you will throw it out to the birds

- We all know he’s definitely a vegan or vegetarian and if you also respect that and make him special meals even when guest come over and you make him a separate meal from what you guys were having he will be love struck

- He couldn’t thank you enough though and whenever he tried you will still make him feel like he’s melting

- He adores you a lot since you started taking care of him, he never had someone as affectionate before

- When you help him get dressed and get ready to go out, he will watch you help him and do his tie or whatever with love heart eyes

- He always and will love your touch, He wouldn’t imagine a day without your touch

- So that’s when he began to be really clingy to you

- You make him feel loved, like a lot

!!NSFW BIT!!

- When you guys do the deed he might call you mummy 😭

- and he might be a sub or not, depends on how he’s feeling

!END OF NSFW!

- He will always hold your hand whenever you guys go out

- And also when you guys go shopping and you let him choose what he wants like food wise and clothes

- For clothes, When you compliment him when he’s trying it on he will obviously get it since you complimented him

- Food wise, He will have to choose wisely since you are looking after his health and the things he eat, he will be like a little kid asking their mum if they were allowed to get the food or lollie

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Thank you so much for sending this in! I don’t know if this is too short for your liking but I hope this works!

If you have anymore send them in!

[alessiathepirate]

Creep 2014

THE CONSEQUENCES OF A SMALL MISTAKE: Josef x fem!reader

Summary: The butterfly effect - the idea that small things can have big consequences. In her case, a small mistake gave her the opportunity to escape death.

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I may have made while I wrote this short story.

I didn't really plan to write any type of fanfiction or oneshot for this movie, even if I think it's fantastic (including the sequel) and unsettling, but there aren't many works out there for it - so I thought I'd try my best. And after some ideas and motivation, here it is! I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! :)

Warnings: swearing, implied stalking, slightly referenced violence and/or murder, attempted murder

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the butterfly effect:

the butterfly effect is��the idea that small things can have non-linear impacts on a complex system

or: the idea that the smallest things can have big consequences

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She ran out of coffee. There was none left in the small metal container she usually kept the coffee beans in, and the cheap three in one box was empty as well.

That realization hurt in the morning, especially when she woke up late and knew that she'll be late for work. And the fact that the coffee was gone made the already bad day even worse.

She should've checked it, that's what she told herself as she went through her day without her usual, great cup of coffee. The one they make at her workplace couldn't be called coffee at all and the nearest coffee shop was too far away to go there during her break.

So she had to survive without the coffein she loved.

Such a small thing. A small mistake, a usual occurance - something what can happen to anybody anytime. Yet the consequences of her not checking on the metal container on Sunday were greater than she could've ever imagined.

She was home just before seven. It was already starting to get dark and she was tired. Way too tired to care about anything, to notice the unusual things happening around her or remembering the things she had promised she'd do. She didn't notice the package on her porch, even if the box was big enough to reach past her knees. She walked past it, trying to grab her keys from her bag to open the door.

"You didn't answer my calls..." the voice was so sudden she dropped her keys as her hands shook violently, her eyes no longer tired, but wide open. Her throat felt tight as held onto her bag tightly, her knuckles turning white as she looked around on the porch, examining all the dark corners to decide where to aim with it.

It took a few seconds for her to realize she knew that voice. It wasn't a stranger even if his voice did sound strange from time to time, it was high pitched when he was excited and he was excited at the weirdest moments.

"For fucks sake, you scared the Hell out of me!" she spoke up, her voice rough - then, after she realized how rude she must've sounded, she apologized with a small, tired smile: "I had a long day, I didn't mean to shout at you."

Her expression changed, going back to its exhausted self. She let go of her bag, letting it sit on her shoulder as she crouched down to find her keys.

Then the guy she knew as Josef walked closer to her, showing her which dark corner he was hiding in. He let the shadows draw dark shapes onto his face before he too crouched down, immediately finding the keys she was looking for.

"Thank you." she said as she took them from him, standing back up to open the door.

"It's okay." he was unusually quiet as he observed her every move, even after she stepped inside, leaving the door open for him. "No movie night then?"

She stopped, for a second feeling very much awake as she gently hit her forehead with her hand.

"Fuck, I totally forgot about it." for a moment she looked like she's about to cry. "I'm one poor excuse of a friend." she kicked her shoes off and let her bag fall to the ground as she quickly disappeared into the house - her voice had an unusual pitch to it as she shouted back: "Do you want some tea or something? Hot chocolate maybe? Heck, that's the least I can do - I'm so sorry."

Even in her tired and pityful mood she still knew that in the next few seconds Josef will turn up somewhere - behind her, next to her, in the other room when she leaves the kitchen. He did that a lot, scaring her either as a plan or as an accident. This was the case that time too.

"Hot chocolate's fine." she jumped a little, her heart beating faster as his voice came from directly behind her; she could feel his breath on the back of her neck.

Although she said nothing to it, because it had became an everyday thing, she still needed a few moments to collect herself.

"Okay. Give me a moment." she whispered, the sentence having two meanings: Give me a moment to get the hot chocolate done and Give me a moment to collect myself after you scared me.

"Did you order something?" Josef asked as he walked around the kitchen, looking at all the appliences and touching some of them even if he's seen them many times before.

"What do you mean?" she furrowed her eyebrows as she got the mugs ready, not understanding his question. She didn't order anything.

"You have a package on the porch."

"Great." she muttered, her tiredness showing once again. "Must be the wrong address. But whatever, I'll deal with it tomorrow."

She couldn't see him, but she heard his breathing and his steps as she melted some chocolate and poured some milk into the mugs.

" 'You sure?"

Why wouldn't I be?

"Yeah. I've got a movie night to make up for." she smiled as she added some cream to the drinks; she then turned towards him, her smile not disappearing at all even her eyes hurt a bit. "I don't have any popcorn, but we can still watch something if it's okay."

They both looked at the other, neither of them blinking as if they'd like to win a sudden challenge. He tilted his head, examining her posture or gestures - she couldn't tell, but she felt like she's telling him more than she'd like to.

His gaze was strange. Everything was more unusual about him ever since he turned up on her porch. She didn't necessary like it, but she didn't dare to point it out either.

And then suddenly, as if someone just pressed a switch in him, he smiled. More like grined. His whole mood changed in a second - and the oddness of it activated her fight or flight reflex. The fear ran through her fast, it made her shiver and her hands twitch slightly.

She has never been afraid of him before. Maybe she should've - her instincts told her.

"It's okay." his grin stayed and it made her feel like prey. "Let's watch something."

"Yeah." it wasn't more than a whisper for herself to gain her strength back as she watched Josef leave the kitchen - she soon followed him with the mugs. "So- what'll we watch?"

"'Interview with the Vampire'?" she looked at him as she put down the mugs on the coffee table right in front of the TV, and she couldn't help but let out a tired, half-annoyed sigh despite the coldness that ran through her back.

"Again?" she asked with a small, but knowing smile and even if the weird feeling didn't leave her chest, it was still an honest one. "We watched it last week too."

"Please?"

She just shook her head with a weak smile and was already on her way to connect the old DVD player to the TV, and then look for the cheap copy of the movie. She didn't have to look for long. It was right where they left it last week after he had gotten bored and pressured her into taking a walk around the neighborhood late at night.

"All right. Just because I owe you- and you're one of the few people I actually care about."

After everything was set and the first shot appeared on the TV, she finally sat down on the couch and leaned back - both her worry and hot chocolate forgotten as her limbs were finally stretched and resting. That was when she really felt the missing doses of coffein; her whole body felt heavier than usual now that she was past the hard part of the day. Now that she could see the familiar actors and hear the familiar lines; now that she could feel Josef's thigh against her own, she finally started to give up.

It felt too nice and comfortable. She doubted that she can wait out the whole two hours and two minutes - she had seen the Interview with the Vampire so many times she knew everyhing about it by heart - without falling asleep.

But until then, she could talk, to keep Josef entertained. He had to be entertained unless she wanted to wake up to him scaring her and having a heart attack.

"Did you do anything interesting today?" she asked as she slowly sat up to reach her drink.

"Sure. I shot a short film for the collection."

"Well, at least you had a more exciting day then I had." she yawned. "Will you show me some of it? Someday..."

"Someday." maybe if she was more alert, she would've seen the change in his tone and gestures.

She put the mug back down. The movie continued. They stayed quiet.

Unusually quiet.

Josef is very rarely calm and silent. He either has to be in a bad mood or has to be very tired. And as she looked at him from the corner of her eyes she couldn't see any of it.

And then, later, the more tired she was, the more alert he became. His back straightened, but not from the excitement she came to know - from something else, something new; something she hasn't seen before.

Seemingly, he was thinking. She knew it from the way the muscles around his mouth moved. But she couldn't tell what was on his mind. It must've been something big and serious. She didn't dare to ask.

"You know..." her eyes were halfway closed when Josef spoke up. "I really thought you wouldn't care if we missed this movie night."

"Why wouldn't I?"

"You're tired."

"So?" she asked. "I'm always the tired one. You simply have more energy. Besides, it's just the addiction - coffee is a pretty strong drug." she chuckled quietly.

"I was thinking, maybe I'll keep you as my friend." if she noticed the dark tone of his voice, she didn't give it away at all.

"Well it's really nice of you to think so Josef, since we've been friends for the last two months." she turned towards him, her lips slightly curling upwards. "But I'll be happy if you keep me."

"I might."

And then soon, she was gone.

Her eyes closed, because she couldn't keep them open any longer and her whole being relaxed; her body didn't feel heavy anymore.

Perhaps she should have been worried. Scared - to fall asleep. But that's not how it went down, she gave up the fight with sleep and even if she lost, that's what saved her life.

The Interview with the Vampire kept on playing on the TV, the light from it made it possible to see in the room. Five minutes went by, then ten. And suddenly her head was resting on Josef's shoulder.

If she was awake, she would've noticed how stiff his posture has become or how he almost moved further away from her. But in the end he stayed and after he worked on his position on the couch, he decided to put aside the knife he had in his hand.

He slightly moved his head so his chin wouldn't touch the top of her head as he found the right angle to examine her from. He had seen her do a lot of stuff. He had seen her cook and clean, go to work and to the store or do whatever she liked to do in her free time - all without her knowledge. He hadn't seen her sleep yet.

She seemed calm, trusting. But then again every single person looks calm in his or her sleep. Trusting on the other hand - not many people would put their trust in him. Only the very naive or stupid ones. But he knew she wasn't stupid, nor naive. She had a decent job, a decent life and she didn't talk to everyone. Yet she talked to him.

He raised one of his hands and took hold of a lock of hair softly. He twisted it around his fingers and then awkwardly petted her head.

There was no fun in killing her in that moment. She was asleep. She hadn't seen the package yet. She hadn't seen the VHS tape he put in it. There wasn't enough fear in her yet.

But then again there was something else. There was trust and perhaps, just perhaps it may be more interesting than fear. It for sure felt nicer than her fear.

He brushed his fingers along the outline of her face as if he'd like to know every single bone or wrinkle. He stayed there and raked his fingers through her hair and smelled it too.

Later he put his knife away.

And after he put her in a more comfortable position on the couch, he went outside to get to the package before she does. He cut it open and after he retrieved the necklace he put in it, he set the rest of it aside. He'll get rid of it before she wakes up.

Maybe if she trusts him this much she'll like it.

If she likes him this much she'll definitely like it.

He sat down next to her on the couch again, his gaze was once on the movie and once on her.

That's what it took her to avoid death.

Her forgetfulness, her addiction and her trust. One simple mistake.

And after unknowingly escaping death, she's got an even clingier and stranger Josef than before.

But then again, it's still better, isn't it?

[grudgecollector]

Requests

Hello everyone! I am once again taking requests for characters.

It's been quite a while since I've posted fics or written for anything. But I have been hit with some recent inspiration to start again, thanks to a friend.

This post will detail the characters and fandoms I will be writing for. So feel free to read this over and send in your asks!

Side note: Regarding more intense topics, I will write it, but please read below the cut to know what exactly I will/won't write about before sending in your requests.

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CREEP

Josef

HOUSE OF WAX

Bo Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

THE LOST BOYS

David

Paul

Marko

Dwayne

Michael

Poly Fics (Star included)

SQUID GAME

Nam-gyu

Thanos / Su-bong

Poly!Thangyu

WILL NOT WRITE

Reader/any character being underage

Necrophilia

Incest/Grooming (I won't write about Bo and Vincent dating the same girl)

Infantilization of characters / Age Play

Actual Rape, Drugging, Kidnapping

Cheating (whether on the reader's end or another characters)

Yandere

Actual torture and/or abuse between reader and requested character

More intense things I'm okay with writing:

CNC - Consensual non consent (mainly only in a sense of roleplay for the characters involved)

Somnophillia

Voyeurism/Exhibitionism

Doms/subs

Mommy kinks

Stalking (which is kind of needed in some regards for Josef, let's be honest)

Blood drinking (Exclusive to vampires)

[multifandomwritings]

ok can i request Josef with Somewhere Only We Know by Keane from your song list?? I think that one fits him pretty well ♥️

Will do, I hope you like it! :)

Valentine's song prompts | Somewhere Only We Know (Josef)

Fandom/characters: Creep/slashers (Josef, reader)

Song: 6. Somewhere Only We Know - Keane

Genre: Fluff/romance

Format: Oneshot/drabble

Word count: 882

Summary: You and Josef experience your first snow together :)

Notes: I love this song for him :') I am very soft for Josef and idk. This is very simple, but I really hope you enjoy it!:) (Also sorry this took a sec, I've rewritten this a few times lol)

Snow had fallen overnight. You could feel the crisp of it in the air when you woke up. Josef's arm was wrapped tightly around you as he snored away at your side. From the window, light poured in much brighter and clearer than usual.

"Josef," You whispered, earning a grunt. You smiled at how sleepy and warm he was, but continued to push his arm off anyway. Or at least, attempt to — you were met with some resistance, but in the end, you managed.

"What?" He finally said, rubbing his eyes before turning over to watch you walk toward the window. You smiled as you looked out, gesturing him over. He groaned, wrapping the blankets around his shoulders before waddling over, his hair sticking out in every direction.

Outside, the forest had been transformed into an idyllic winter scene. Trees were blanketed in a thick coat of snow, the forest floor reflecting sunlight in sparkles. Your eyes burned from the brightness, but you were refreshed at the sight of it. Snow was always invigorating, and it was your first time experiencing it with Josef.

"Get dressed!" You finally said, poking his side and earning another grumble and a squirm, "I want to go outside."

"It's cold," He moaned, too sleepy to appreciate it just yet.

"Well, then dress warm."

After you'd both gotten all bundled up and readied yourselves, you stepped outside into the crisp morning air. Snow crunched beneath each step, delayed slightly by the pull of snow on your boots. Josef, now having properly woken up, was beginning to see the appeal of coming out. He smiled as he looked around, squinting through the light. You grinned as you watched him, always loving to see how much he appreciated being out in nature. Everything was beautiful to him, everything had meaning. And on top of that, he looked especially cute, his hood pulled up, drawstrings tied in such a way that only his face was left exposed.

You made your way out into the woods, kicking snow with each step and going slow to appreciate everything. You loved the area you'd come to know as your home, and now, it was at its most beautiful. The cabin sat behind a fortress of trees, disconnected from the rest of the world. You weren't sure how you'd ended up there, but you were glad you had.

"We shouldn't go too far," Josef said in a breathy voice as you continued along. You nodded, smiling to yourself at how pink his nose had gone.

"Are you cold?"

"Obviously."

You grinned, "Too cold?"

He glanced over, shaking his head, "No, not too cold."

"Don't lie," You teased, wrapping your arms around his side and squeezing him gently against you, "Let's go back. I don't want you getting sick."

He reluctantly agreed to this, his stomach knotting up at the sudden contact. He was always amazed at how freely and naturally you gave him affection, how warm and gentle you always were with him. He had shown you every part of himself, and despite it, you still stuck around. It would almost be unnerving, if he wasn't so contented and at ease around you.

Everything seemed to be changing as Josef grew older, and up until recently, it was nothing but scary and confusing. He grew attached to you easily, as he often had with others in the past, but you seemed to slowly root yourself into his heart in a way that no one ever had before. For once, he saw no dramatic conclusion to your relationship, inevitably short lived. Instead, he imagined nothing — no future, no expectations. He was too focused on you in the present to be bothered.

Back inside the cabin, you helped him out of his coat, playfully shoving him toward the fire you had lit before you left. He smiled to himself at how easy-going you were, how familiar, how much you made him feel like he was really at home. You sat on the couch, patting the seat next to you. He obeyed, blowing air from his mouth as he sat, realizing how cold he was. He snuggled up comfortably next to you as you covered both of you with a large flannel blanket that was draped over the back of the seat. He pulled it over his shoulder, leaning into you slightly.

You smiled, adoring how perpetually transparent he was, always craving your affection and wanting you close but rarely brave enough to ask or act on it himself. Without a word, you wrapped your arm around him and leaned as close to him as you physically could, resting your head against his shoulder and watching the embers and flames burning away in the hearth.

He glanced toward you, his heart swelling at the sight of you like that. There were so many things that he could say to you in that moment — he could give thanks, spill his heart out and revere you. He wanted to. You had made him feel ways he didn't know he was capable of. But words which usually came easily always escaped him when you were around. So instead, he pressed his lips to your forehead, just briefly, before resting his head against yours and turning his gaze toward the fire.

[ghoastixx]

Hi! This is a request for Josef and maybe some of the lost boys if that’s alright (and you can add anyone else if you would like too btw)

So this might be weird but If you don’t feel comfortable on doing it you don’t have too, anywaysss! How would they react to a 10’11 female whose buff and a whose also kinda like a tiger mutant who’s has thangs and sharp claws with stripes? And they growl and can roar??? THIS SOUNDS SO WEIRD IM SORRY (the reader is basically like a tiger but a mutant human tiger whoses really tall and acts like a tiger basically and doesn’t wear full clothes on like beads or stuff like that to cover themselves up)

Hey luv, thanks for the request, and don’t worry I don’t think it’s very weird-

AN: to everyone who has been sending me requests I’m so sorry I haven’t gotten to them, I see them and am in the process of writing them. Will get the pride ones out before pride month is over.

Slashers x fem tiger mutant! Reader

•Josef

-he loves you so much!?

-like it’s unhealthy, he’s obsessed.

-he sees you as a gift.

-the first time he saw you he was utterly baffled at your height. He really went O_O

-He’d ask questions about your beads or what your work out routine is while he’s debating on if he’s going to go through with it and kill you or not.

-When you two are dating he’d make it a goal to find all of your stripes, or scratch your ears.

-let’s be honest he’d probably bring Peachfuzz into it somehow as like a fetish so-

-He’d give you different cloths.

-thinks your fangs are so cool.

-he thinks your sexy.

-scratch this man’s back with your claws. He will become putty.

-Growl at him and he will moan. (Don’t shoot me I’m just the messenger)

The lost boys (together but somewhat separate)

-when they first saw you they probably mistook you for a vampire due to your fangs, but that was quickly dismissed

-Giant ego boost for David.

-Dwayne would take more of an interest in the art of you. Were you born like this? Do you work out or is it genetics? How do you eat? Where are your stripes? Do you have a balanced diet? The list goes on and on

-Paul uses it for bragging rights TM

-Marko would see you as a muse. An incredibly sexy muse at that.

-if part of your diets is blood? You’d fit right in to their hunting trips. But if not? You’ll have to turn a blind eye because the boys will come home dripping.

-Paul would probably use your strength as an advantage to win board walk games.

-growl at them? They will growl back.

-pick Paul up. Give Paul a piggy back ride.

-Ghoastix

My inbox is always open although it takes me a million years to respond!!!!

[strangererotica]

art the clown x reader

art was here ✨devil in the details✨the art of fucking ✨miles county haunt✨blood lust ✨santa’s little helper ✨santa’s little helper part 2✨art the clown x reader x hitachi ✨afterkill✨this santa’s kinda weird…

father paul hill / mosignor john pruitt x reader

(i want to be) righteous ✨nsfw ramblings✨god’s hand

cooper adams x reader

headcanons (nsfw) ✨red flags ✨ your attention ✨my other cooper fics are posted on my exclusively cooper/trap blog @thebutchersbitch

steve harrington x reader

lesson learned ✨april showers ✨ delirium ✨ need ✨ dinner for one ✨ drain the snake ✨ baby-making weather ✨ honey ✨ afternoon delight ✨ brunch ✨ after party ✨campsite conception ✨ whiskey with a stranger ✨in the shower with steve ✨kitchen floor ✨toxic ex ✨head✨help with dessert✨nsfw thoughts✨good boy✨sore loser✨it’s in his kiss✨special✨domestic bliss✨sweet little lies

josef (creep, the creep tapes)

episode one: billie ✨episode two: breakfast✨episode three: the game✨the josef tapes

james logan howlett (wolverine) x reader

primal fuck love ✨ swallow

joel miller x reader

definitely good ✨hands on✨five more minutes ✨fuckin’ lucky✨licked

jim hopper x reader

hopper’s sin part 1 ✨ hopper’s sin part 2 ✨ hopper’s sin part 3 ✨ under cover ✨ love spell part 1 ✨ love spell part 2 ✨ nsfw alphabet (hopper) ✨ dolled up part 1 ✨ enemies to lovers (hopper) ✨ hot lunch ✨dolled up part 2 ✨golden and alive ✨wrong✨backseat, backdoor

william afton / springtrap x reader

sick fuck ✨freak on purpose✨sins of the father

steddie x reader

two holes, one dom ✨ wet as sin ✨the devil in hawkins ✨ two towels ✨love and treason (gladiator au)✨standing room only

eddie munson x reader

get off ✨bark ✨ devil eyes ✨ it’s wetter inside ✨motel sex

steve, eddie, hopper x reader

dealer part 1 ✨ dealer part 2

anthony bridgerton x reader

intensity ✨ soaked ✨ soaked part 2 ✨soaked part 3

mike schmidt x reader

just tell me when you’ve had enough ✨visiting mike late-night at freddy’s ✨i fucked all night at freddy’s

gator tillman x reader

tight fit

[cuntghoulie]

Tall Goddess Reader

Reader x Josef (Creep)/ The Man (Hush)/Kurt Kunkle

I lost this request, but it essentially asked: What about a goddess reader who is taller than them, and who sleeps in her underwear with no top on?

AN: Ohhhhhhh baby,  It’s been a year and a half, but here we are. If anybody would want a full-NSFW part 2 of this with blurbs for each character… idk lemme know!

WARNING: SLIGHT HINTS AT NSFW, indication that reader is AFAB

Josef

The second he meets you, he’s basically enamored by you

Sure, he’s enamored by many, but he enjoys your height especially

The feeling of being smaller than you and being protected is a feeling this serial killer is not used to

He embraces it full-heartedly

Once you’re in a relationship, and he’s, theoretically, decided to keep you alive, he is utterly obsessed

We knew he would be obsessed, but you didn't’ expect how much he loved your height

He was obsessed with being protected by you, sheltered by you, loved and protected by you

When he sees your sleeping state, he goes nearly feral

He fights so hard to keep his hands to himself, so you should appreciate that much, right?

He can’t help but fondle your curves and skin and your chest as you sleep, wanting to be wrapped up in the warmth of you as much as humanly possible

This man is so clingy it’s absolutely suffocating, but hey, he DID let you live, so…

He will kiss every inch of you, his tongue flattening against your breasts

He only sees the underwear in front of him, with your otherwise unclothed state, as a sort of task

This is the kind of relationship you’ll need one of those underwear indicators: red meaning to go ahead, blue or otherwise meaning to hold back for the night

Can’t promise he’ll follow through though, we should remember who we’re dealing with

He’s incredibly desperate, starved, and loves you more than any other thing in this universe

He’s just GOT to have you, any time, any place

Hush “The Man”

Makes fun of your height at first

Mildly insecure about the fact that you’re taller than him at first, but gets over it fast once he sees the many advantages

AKA: tits in the face

He’s kind of a freak, sorry

He loves watching you and how you move, the way your hips sway when you walk

Not as much as he loves watching you sleep half-naked

His eyes trace over your body, highlighted by the moonlight filtering through the window

He’s outside the window, as per usual

Staring at you, pushing the window open oh so quietly

He crawls forward towards your sleeping state, sliding into bed

His hands immediately spread over your skin as his presses against you

His nose is pressed against your hair, and he wraps his arms around you tightly, giving you a BIIIIIIIG sniff

What a freak

He relaxes once the scent of you fills his senses, and he can finally start to find some sleep with your skin pressed against his

Sure, he loves to look at your nearly-naked body, but he loves the warm feeling of you pressed against him even more, as it lulls him into the only sense of safety he has

Kurt Kunkle

He is pure simp for you

He will get on his knees and worship you if you ask

Kurt is consistently confused as to why you’re in a relationship with him, being a tall goddess such as yourself

He’s such a nerd, such a loser, why would you be with someone lame like him?

Kurt can’t escape the massive ego boost you give him by even being in his life

The first time he sees how you sleeps, he basically loses all functioning skills for a few minutes

You are so gorgeous in every state, but in a peaceful, exposed state like that? Kurt is crawling towards you on his hands and knees.

He just can’t help it, with you so open to him in your sleeping state

He’s basically shaking the whole time, so you wake up the moment he gets onto the bed, the damn chihuahua 

You’re happy for it though, and the bright smile on blushy face as you make eye contact is all the go ahead he needs to bury his face right in your chest

He’s getting a bit too excited though, with all that skin exposed, so he’ll start rutting against you without even noticing it

Guess you’ll have to take care of that! Or you can shove him in the corner to do it himself, but he’ll be whiny the whole next morning.

[sraghost]

Selfserts I did this month about this white furry that I found on the trash :)

[bosinclairsgff]

Slashers with a feisty reader victim

Includes: Otis Driftwood, Bo Sinclair, Albert Shaw, Jose and Longlegs

Warnings: abuse, cussing

A/n this was a request but I lost the request when I tried to save it to my drafts. It was really old anyways but I finally did it haha!

- Maybe at first he’s entertained by the way you acted. It gets boring when they always just give up.

- He’d let you keep up this attitude for a little while.

- Now and then you’ll go to far and he’ll backhand you or threatens you just to remind you.

- If you kicked and hit him ever you would be done for.

- He’d slowly start breaking you down. He would really enjoy that. Watching you start listening better and not talking back.

- Ohhhh he’d love breaking you down omgggg

- After you getting a good swing at his jaw onetime he ALWAYS keeps your hands tied.

- Likes to get a reaction out of you and hearing you talk back.

- Everyday Bo would break your spirit more and more. Loves to see you cry.

- Bo loves the face you make when he says something awful and you think about making a sarcastic comment but don’t. When at first you would have.

- He’d be annoyed.

- Constantly pissed off.

- Would definitely play “naughty girl” (CRINGE STOP) so much.

- Al would start to love being around you as he watches you slowly give up and stop fighting.

- Becoming docile and quiet.

- If you interrupted him I think he’d be annoyed with you.

- Wouldn’t hit you unless you hit him….(still bad and evil this is not an eye for an eye)

- Would think it’s funny when your feisty.

- Likes to push your buttons and try to scare you.

- I don’t think he’d want your feistiness to go away, I think he’d accept you but kinda mold you a little as well.

- I could see him crying if you were just like super rude and stuff but also he’d smack the SHIT outta you the next minute.

- Would threaten you with his connection with mr.downstairs.

- If you kicked or punched him he’d either just stare at you or choke you or throw you…

- Makes you say prayers to mr.downstairs, promising you’ll listen to Dale.

[nervous-person]

I’m considering writing fanfiction but idk. I just saw that there’s not a lot of Creep stuff and that’s like my favorite movie.

[hannahbisssssss]

UH UH UHM UH

SO UH….. could i maybe request some hc or a drabble whatever about josef (creep 2 cause god damn he ages like wine) with a dom s/o?

uh i like thinking abt him being his weird, possessive protective, feral ex-theater kid self during the day but sex makes him feel really awkward (virgin ass) so if it’s just him he’s super willing to let you take the lead, however if he’s peachfuzz he’s a little more feral and animalistic. basically a bratty pup, being stubborn and aggressive with the deep desire to be corrected and forced to submit and be a good boy. (even in a non sexual setting, peachy wants to be told to sit on the floor by your feet if he wants attention, but ofc he’s still peachy so he tries to scare you and does his weird little mannerisms totally not so you have a reason to punish him later)

prob has a collar/harness kink. peachfuzz definitely wants to be manhandled and thrown around a bit, but weather he’s josef or peachy his eyes go all soft and starry and his body clearly reacts positively to being treated like a dog, tell him he’s a “good puppy” and he might accidentally cum.

(also im so weak for leg humping, its so cute but so humiliating and dehumanizing uwu)

also sorry if this is too much (im a f r e a k) if youre not comfy totally ignore this lmao im shameless

(- @bloodnhunny 👁️👄👁️)

Josef x Dom! Reader (HUGE NSFW WARNING)

As shown by the GIF, he's an awkward kind of guy.

When he meets up with you for the first time, he's shocked by how IN CHARGE you are.

You already have the camera rolling, trying to get the best footage possible.

When Josef tries to hijack some of your ideas, you're a no-nonsense kind of person.

He's taken aback when you say "no" to him for the first time. It was when he asked you to film him jumping off the bridge into the water.

"That's too dangerous."

Oh.

OH.

You were sort of... Protective of him?

He likes that.

Even though the two of you barely knew each other, he LOVED the way you took charge.

After he comes clean to you about everything. His tapes, victims, and even Peachfuzz, you're shockingly alright with it.

"Try to kill me and I'll curb stomp you."

Fuck.

That was hot to him.

The first time the two of you have sex, it is ELECTRIFYING.

You're taking the lead, making sure he knows he's in his place.

When he's Peachfuzz, he's a little bit more naughty.

You once swatted him for trying to hump your leg.

"You're being such a bad boy, Peachfuzz. Stop it."

His boner was visible within seconds.

That didn't stop him from trying to hump your leg.

He does it constantly now.

He once did it in your sleep and you slapped the mask off his head.

Josef tried to act like he didn't know what was going on.

You couldn't help but laugh.

Every time he's Peachfuzz in bed, he BEGS to be collared.

You secretly love to do it.

Josef cums quickly when he's Peachfuzz, as you know just how to treat him.

A little swat on the dick never hurt anyone.

Stroking him off while he's wearing the mask is one of Josef's favorite things.

Howls when he cums.

Is it cringe? Yes. Do you love it? Yes.

You occasionally let him hump you when you're turned on by it.

(You don't hide the fact that you like it.)

Being dominant with Peachfuzz comes just as naturally.

Yank on his collar a bit, call him a bitch, and bite his ear.

Dude.

He's going to EXCLUSIVELY wear the Peachfuzz mask.

Alright that's all bye.

WAIT I FORGOT THE SECOND PART OF THE ASK

You buy a wolf mask to see his reaction.

Holy fuck.

He instantly grabs Peachfuzz and starts to wrestle you.

I'm talking he RAN into the room to start fucking you.

You won't give up without a fight.

You wrestle one another, and finally pin Josef down.

He's instantly hard.

You begin to hump him and stroke him off as you're on top.

Bro LOVES it.

10/10 you do this all the time now.

[iloveolderman0]

Sharing a jacuzzi with Josef (you know that scene 👀) drinking wine and eating some nice cheese

I swear whenever someone says jacuzzi it reminds me of that clip of Kayne west 💀

But like I imagine the reader and Josef having a little cheese platter floating in the water with cheese and grapes on it while chilling and talking to each other while drinking some wine, with some nice low music in the background

Expect he isn’t drowning himself and being a emo wolf boy ( like this scene )

💀

Other all it would be nice just to do that in the jacuzzi~