#brams heelshire

[nightmare53108]

Something that I have been working on

[lace-coffin]

Hay, Sugar ~ ✨

Sorry if I bother you but, do you mind if I give you my rq about Billy lenz and Brams heelshire with mommy kink.Fem s/o look at them like babies because every time they do that~ they love sucking on her tits.

Sorry to bother you and thank you ❤️

Slashers with a mommy kink x fem!reader (Nsfw)

Warning for mommy kink, focus on nipple and breast play, humiliation/degradation

Requests are closed (for now!)

You’re no bother at all!! As a lesbian I’m always happy to write or read a mommy kink ; )

Brahms Heelshire

It was really only a matter of time with Brahms, any time spent together curled up on the sofa ended with him suckling on your tits sooner or later.

The first time it happened you hadn’t known what to think. Both of you had settled onto the sofa for the night, throwing on a movie you’d inevitably loose interest in and slumping over eachother. It had been a hard day for the both of you, you heading to the village for home supplies and additional items that weren’t exactly Malcom’s job to bring, and Brahms staying at home trying not to loose his mind whilst you were gone.

Brahms was getting better at keeping his cool when you had to leave, you’d been working on it together, even convincing him to see a therapist on the grounds that it was over the phone and you were present to help him verbalise his thoughts. However healing is an upwards fight and it takes time, so despite making progress the notion of you leaving for long periods of time is still distressing to him.

Needless to say Brahms was a cuddle bug when you returned, meeting you at the door like a lost puppy after padding back and forth past the window waiting for you 20 minutes prior. You had already accounted for this, you knew he’d need some extra love when you returned, picking up some snacks as a treat for him whilst you were shopping. After placating him with soft kisses to his mask and finally detaching him from your waist you convince him to watch a movie.

Not even 15 minutes into the movie Brahms is getting handsy with you, large hands pawing at the hem of your shirt, fingers wiggling under to press against your warm skin. You pretend not to notice and he doesn’t go any further than that for another 20 or so. You know he can’t help himself.

Calloused hands slip under your bra and you let out a groan, biting your lip and finally paying full attention to the man next to you. “You miss me that much baby?” You murmur, scooting closer and speeding things up by pulling your shirt and bra over your head. Even behind the mask you can tell your partner is blushing, tips of his ears a soft pink. Brahms doesn’t think he’ll ever get tired of seeing you topless.

You sigh contently as he fully cups your breasts, fitting perfectly in his hands, a squeak of surprise escapes your mouth as a finger glides over your nipple, pinching and pulling, working you up just right. An idea crosses your mind, despite not having brought it up before you know Brahms is game to most things if they involve getting to touch you.

“Brahms?” He slowly looks away from what he was doing and meets your eyes, tilting his head in question. “You wanna try something new?” He visibly perks up at this. “I need to take your mask off for it though, is that ok with you honey?” “Take it off for me?” He asks back. You nod and gently pull it away from his face, setting it on the side table. “There’s my pretty boy” you coo, running your fingers across the puckered burn scars.

A beat passes and you work up the courage to ask. “Do you want to suck on mommy’s tits baby?” An almost pained noise of arousal slips from his mouth, you don’t even get another word out before he’s latching onto your chest, hot tongue laving over your hardened nipple, the other being given attention with his free hand.

“Fuck..just like that, my perfect boy” Brahms whines around your breast in his mouth, hips bucking at the praise. Swapping to the opposite breast he switches to kneading your tits in his other hand. You can already see he’s hard and leaking in his boxers. So cute. You’re equally as needy from all the attention to your sensitive tits, but unwilling to let it end this early in favour of getting off, he looks so lost in it, worshiping your body like a god.

Billy Lenz

Billy isn’t shy when it comes to his sexual wants and needs and with the way his childhood played out it’s no surprise he has a mommy kink, he didn’t stand a chance let’s be honest. Luckily you’re more than eager to indulge him in this, loving the power exchange and the confidence it fills you with, seeing your partner pathetic on his knees, cock needy and wet for you.

Crossing your legs you sit on a deep green velvety chair, bought just for this purpose. It’s ornate and exemplifies your expensive and untouchable aura in this setting. Below you sits Billy, in nothing but his boxers. There’s something thrilling about you being fully dressed whilst he’s stripped at your feet.

Billy isn’t hard to please, letting him rut his leaky cock against your leg as you spit filthy words at him is enough to get him off if you’d be kind enough to allow it. You drop your gaze to him, sickly sweet look on your face, patronising. “Are you close you little freak? Almost cumming in your pants from rutting against me like a dog in heat? That’s disgusting.”

Billy grunts in agreement, words going straight to his cock. You hum, raising your foot to press into the base of his cock, making him squirm. “Use your words, slut.” He pants again, pushing his face into your calf and whining. “Y-yes mommy, I’m disgusting, pathetic..fuck. Gonna cum please-“ you cut him off before he can finish his plead.

“Quiet, come up here and help mommy out and maybe I’ll think about it” you snap back, unbuttoning your shirt and removing your bra, revealing your chest to him and revelling in the way he eyes it hungrily. Billy wastes no time in pulling himself up shakily, plopping down on your lap and attaching himself to your nipple. You let out a gasp of surprise and groan, slipping your hands into his curly chestnut hair and guiding him.

It’s wet and sloppy, saliva cooling slowly on your skin. His tongue is eager and making sure to switch between both nipples. Popping off he gives you a bit of respite, sucking red marks into the meat of your tits that he knows will bruise beautifully tomorrow. “Mmm there we go, that’s what you’re good for isn’t it? Just a slutty little mouth for me?” Billy moans in reply. It’s like he’s in a trance, lost to the sensation and taste of your skin under his teeth and tongue, eyes glazed over and unfocused, only interested in pleasing you and taking as much of you as he can into his enthusiastic mouth.

You could watch him forever, he almost seems content if it wasn’t for the obvious hardness pressing against your thigh, you’ll reward him well for this, after you’ve had your fun that is, you aren’t ready to let him go just yet.

[4doll]

Theo i'm already read all your rules for request and in that rules you will write +18 but , in the rules you will not accept it says sexism . does that mean sex?! correct me i was wrong . btw, did I request Michael myers , brams heelshire , and bo Sinclair the s/o really likes getting her big tits massaged .❤️😩

You don't have to do it , if you don't feel comfortable wit it .

Btw, i like your blog

𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒

Micheal first discovered that you liked having your breasts massaged when you were riding him and started to massage your own breasts.

He watched you for a moment, his hands moving up to your waist.

His hands simply took yours off of your breasts. You were confused at first

Then Micheal started to massage them for you, enjoying watching you realize what he was doing and ride him even faster.

After that he had started to massage your breasts during when you would ride him and with positions he could do so.

He loves running his fingers over your hard nipples, grazing over them enough for you to feel it while he’s massaging them.

He also has discovered he loves massaging your breasts, the pure pleasure of watching you ride faster and harder as he massages them turns him on.

𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐄

Even if he didn’t know that you liked having your breasts being massaged he was obsessed with your breasts.

His hands were always on them, he never noticed how your breath hitched up or the small blush on your face every time he had his hands on your breasts.

But when you letting him thrust up into you he watched you intently as you massaged your own breasts, clenching around him tighter.

He quickly understood, moving your own hands out the way and does it for you. Looking up at you in awe waiting to see your reaction.

His fingers ran over your harden nipples and you came. He was absolutely even more obsessed with you, watching you cum from his a simple touch over your nipples made him teeter over the edge of an orgasm.

After you and him calmed down and cleaned up he asked “So you like when I massage your breasts?” he noticed the small blush on your face and took that as a yes.

He was obsessed with your breasts before but was even more obsessed now. After learning how you can cum from a simple massage and his fingers running over your nipples.

Ever since then every single time you fucked his hands were on your breasts no matter how complicated the position was.

And ever since then he likes cow girl and missionary. Making it easy to massage and touch them.

He loves watching them bounce in his hands as he thrusts into you.

𝐁𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑

He’s very observant, so the first time he had touched your breasts during sex he noticed how you clenched around him and how you rode him even faster.

During when he first touched your breasts during sex he asked “You like that, huh?” and you nodded as you rode him faster.

Ever since then he would massage your breasts during sex and not during sex.

He loves to surprise you from behind when you’re doing something by him putting his hands over your breasts and pulling you close to his chest.

When he doesn’t get to massage your breasts when his hands are full or if the position doesn’t work for him to massage them. He just watches you massage your own breasts, he thrusts into you faster after watching you.

He finds it so hot when you moan and massage your own breasts and clench around him from your own touch.

He also ever since he found this out he has been obsessed with your breasts, he was obsessed with them before but even more obsessed with them after seeing you ride him faster from your own touch.

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A/N: To answer Anon, no that doesn’t mean sex! And btw thank you! Also for everyone because I’ve hit 300 followers I’ll be posting 3 fics / headcanons over the next few days🤭 Thank you so much for 300 followers btw! <3

[sadhornyygirl]

Kinktober

Day 11: spanking (brams heelshire)

“Get your ass over here. Now.” He was furious, and it excited you. You slowly walked over, and he pulled you across his lap.

“I bet you’re fucking wet from grinding all over Malcolm, dirty little slut.” He growled and spanked you hard.

You moaned and tried to grab something, saying, “Only for you, sir.”

“Did I say you could talk?” Another swift smack to your ass. You kept your mouth shut. “Trying to get my attention? Well, it worked.” Smack.

You were drenched, and Brahms glided his fingers over your entrance. You moaned, and he spanked you again. “No noises. Not until I say."

You nodded and bit your lip. Brahms slid his fingers into you, not giving you time to adjust to the two digits. Your lips broke from the pressure with which you were biting them. Brahms licked his lip and pulled you to straddle him.

He took your lip in his mouth and started sucking. It drove you wild. You moaned out, not caring what the punishments would be, and lifted yourself off his pants. You undid his belt, and he helped you pull them off.

He moved to the headboard, pulling you with him, his mouth still sucking at your lip. You lined him up at your entrance and plunged down on him. You needed him. You had to have him. Brahms broke the contact and panted, “Fuck, baby.”

You knew he wasn’t mad anymore, and you could just fuck and make up now. Neither of you lasted long, and he came inside you.

He helped you lie down and stroked your hair, saying, “I love you. I know I should have been paying more attention to you.” He kissed you lightly on your swollen lip. "Besides, I know you’re mine.” You curled up beside him and closed your eyes.

[slasherhoe87]

Hi, sweetie. May I have Bubba sawyer, Thomas hewitt, michael Myers, bo, vincent, lester, Jason Voorhees, and brams heelshire. With s/o who is very submissive and will do anything to be able to have slasher sex. S/o also has high sex and always wears sexy clothes 👙👠💋 and lingerie. I hope this isn't too much for you but, what if you can't accept my request it's okay you can freely ignore my request. Your Blogs are treasure troves and very hard to find 😭.

Don't forget to take care of your health sweetie. Have a good day ❤

Hey Anon, sure I'll do this request for you. Hope you'll like it. However, like in my previous request with Norman amongst the other names, I'll have to skip Brahms as I don't know his character too well.

SLASHERS WITH A THIRSTY S/O:

Info: NSFW / Fem!Reader / mentions of breeding, light bdsm, medical play kinks

BUBBA SAWYER:

LOVES the tiny little denim shorts you wear. You have them in almost every colour and often wear a breezy little crop top with a plunging neckline to match them.

Whenever you skip into a room that Bubba's in, his eyes drink the sight of you up like lemonade on a hot texan day

Happy squeals galore when you giggle and jump into his big, meaty arms

You like to tease him when he's alone - whether he's in the basement, barn, your shared bedroom or anywhere really when the fam is not around

You'll call his name in a playful flirty manner and when he looks towards you, you'll quickly untie the strings of your crop top and flash him before running away

You manage to shock him with pure delight every single time you do it

You'll hear heavy, eager footsteps behind you as you run away, then you shriek in glee as you feel his large arms encircle your waist, lift you up and carry you somewhere secluded

Cue heavy make-out sessions if its day time and there's still work to be done. But if the day is over? You'll be tossed onto the bed like a ragdoll with an over-eager and lust-filled Bubba devouring you like the chocolates he loves so much

You can never get enough of this big, murderous puppy dog. Not his musky, sweat laden scent, not his big meaty body, nor his mop of dark hair and especially not his long, thicc cock

Bubba especially likes it when he lumbers upstairs after a hard day's work to find you lying on the bed, waiting for him while wearing the pretty lingerie sets he loves so much - the ones with butterfly or strawberry prints on them, with bows and frills - he ADORES them - cue more excited squealing and many, many orgasms by his skilled and eager mouth, hands and cock

As you do your chores for the day all you can think about is beautiful Bubba and his big fat cock.

When you REALLY can't hold your desire for Bubba at bay (which is more often than not) you'll slink down to the basement and give Bubba THAT look - the one that tells him that you're down there with him for that one little act you nor he can get enough of

He's still nervous as ever when you crawl under the table while he works, worried that one of the household will come down and catch the two of you

But the moment you wrap your warm, gloss stained lips around his hardening cock, all worries and fears leave him. His butchering momentarily forgotten as his sweet, lusty little y/n pleasures him like only she could

THOMAS HEWITT:

Like Bubba, just the sight of this big, sweaty, hard working man drives you insane with lust

You're always staring at his thick forearms littered in marks, scars and a smattering of dark hair - just knowing how strong those arms are, how easily they can lift a grown man, farming equipment, farm animals and heavy machinery drives you wild

Luda Mae often catches you staring heatedly at Tommy during dinner when he's all sweaty and grime covered from a hard day's work with a knowing smile

Luda Mae slyly encourages you and Tommy to spend lots of "quality" time together because she desperately wants a house filled with grandbabies

You however, see right through her. And not wanting children just yet, you secretly remain on birth control pills - because lord knows you would have been pregnant ages ago with how much cum Tommy shoots into you at a time

Your need for Tommy is insatiable - just the mention of his name causes your cunt to clench and drip with arousal

When Tommy is alone in the barn fixing up some farming equipment or tending to the animals you like to perch yourself up on one of the square hay bales in nothing but the short, little sundresses he loves so much

When he turns to look at you, you like to send him a mischievous smile and lift your dress, showing him that you're not wearing any underwear

Tommy always drops what he's holding and makes a beeline for you - just how you wanted.

Cue rough, animalistic barn sex. The bleating of the goats, the moos of the cows, the chains swinging above you, the scent of fresh hay, Tommy's laboured grunting above you, the sound of sweaty skin smacking against sweaty skin - it all brings about fast and intense orgasm after orgasm

You always leave the barn satisfied, thick cum and your own juices dripping from your gaping cunt (thanks to Tommy's sizeable girth), a slight limp to your gait

But your thirst for Tommy never fully quenches.

You eagerly await the night where you like to tease Tommy's eyes with some revealing lingerie - he is especially fond of the satin and lace emerald green set you have

You submit yourself to him, laying spread beneath his hefty weight, legs wide open, your wrists pinned above your head by a large, hot hand, Thomas pounding into you until those delicious tears stream down your cheeks from overstimulation.

This man is relentless. His body blessed with an immense pool of stamina from years of hard outdoor labour.

But even though your poor little pussy is puffy, red, swollen and stretched beyond limits you want more. Always more. And to ensure Tommy doesn't get any ideas about stopping and to get what you want - your belly swollen with his seeming never ending supply of cum, you need only whisper two words in his ear

"Breed me"

RZ MICHAEL MYERS:

You notice Michael is more hands-on with you and hovers around you more often when you wear those skin tight black mini dresses with the lace-up chest area and band print on the middle. He's especially fond of the KISS and Slipknot one

So in turn, to get Michael to engulf you with his touches and presence like you so desire, you wear them more often

You find yourself shopping a lot more for lingerie than you used to... Michael doesn't pull the lingerie off of you - he tears and rips the pieces off. Leaving the tiny bits of fabric destroyed on the floor before going to town on your eager body

You go to cheaper stores now for lingerie as you simply cannot afford to replace the expensive sets as often as you seem to need to

Michael likes you in black and red lingerie. The more obscene in design, the better. Think crotchless thongs, no material covering the breasts save for the nipples and pussy thongs too

They serve no purpose save for getting Mikey's cock hard and enticing his eyes

But you love it all the same. You crave the possessive and desire filled gaze you receive from Michael when your body is wrapped in the obscene garments

A present for him, that only he and he alone may see and unrwap

Your pussy moistens and aches at these thoughts

Before he can unwrap the gift that is you though, you tease him through predator/play games

You LIVE for Mikey chasing you through the house, his breathing heavy with excitement and lust, his sharp knife gleaming menacingly in the moonlight of the windows

An when he catches you, you nearly orgasm as he lifts you up against the wall with one hand held firmly against your throat. The other dragging his knife gently against your chest, over your pert nipples, down your stomach before eventually rubbing the blunt top of the tip of the cold blade against your throbbing clit until your sopping empty pussy clenches around nothing and you see stars from both oxygen deprivation and a mind blowing clitoral orgasm

You count the minutes while you're at work. All you can think of is your behemoth of a lover. His massive hands, his toned chest, those strong arms and thighs, his silky smooth long hair and those deceptively soft lips

When you get home, you'll both have a nice dinner and enjoy each other's company before you retire to your shared bedroom where you submit yourself to his power, his lust as his little fuck toy

You wouldn't have it any other way

BO SINCLAIR:

When you first made your relationship official, Bo told you exactly how he liked his woman to dress

Well, no fucking way were you gonna doll yourself up to look like an 80s bimbo who bar-hopped for a living with the big hair and leopard print

However, you did compromise and incorporated certain elements of that "style" into your own modern look

Bo was pleased as punch with the outcome and so were you

This beautiful man of yours likes to be fed snacks (particularly cherries, grapes and cheesy crackers) while he watches Nascar

You eventually get bored from the car racing and want to indulge in a far more fun sport with Bo. You always set his sports to record so he can watch later

He eventually notices your fingers slipping in a little deeper, lingering a little longer inside his hot, wet mouth as you pop another piece of fruit inside

Bo dons his signature smirk and turns his body towards you, a hand always placed on either your hip or thigh

"Feelin' a tad neglected there baby?"

You look up at him with puppy dog eyes and a pout (he loves that shit) and nod

"Well let's do somethin' 'bout that, hmm?" In one swift motion he has you slung over his broad shoulder and stomps upstairs to the bedroom for round after round of intense, rough sex

When you feel like giving Bo a real treat, you'll don skimpy leopard print lingerie and red lipstick. Wrapping yourself up in a black satin bathrobe you'll wait for him to come to bed and when he enters the bedroom and sees you in that robe with that particular coy smile, he knows he's in for one of his favourite things: a lap dance

No longer does Bo have to drive two towns over to the strip club - not when he has his beautiful baby in his life now

Bo is always mesmerized by the slow sultry sway of your plush hips, the way your pretty eyes bore into his own - that look you give him says that you're his and only he could ever get the pleasure of watching you dance so intimately for him

Not a day goes past when you don't find yourself slinking into Bo's garage, craving his firm, rough touch

Quickies in the small office of the garage are a must. If you don't get Bo to pound into you on his desk for whatever reason then your mood is soured for the rest of the day

But rest assured y/n - if Bo has been busy all day and was unable to indulge your needy desire for him, then he'll more than make it up for you tonight in your shared bedroom

VINCENT SINCLAIR:

On many nights you'll often be in Vincent's basement, sweat coated from the heat of the room, laying posed on his sofa in black lingerie with various nature or dark bohemian prints on them while he takes photos, videos and makes sketches of you

Your eyes drink up every inch of this talented man

You close your eyes for a moment picturing those large, artist's hands of his on your body... massaging, caressing, tracing, fondling.. you sigh and squeeze your thighs together, growing wet at the thought of his touch

Eventually Vincent notices your heated stare and the way you clench your thighs together. With a smirk behind his wax mask he puts his pencils or paint brushes down and stalks towards you, intending to reward you for your patience as his muse

Expect silky caresses and deep, passionate fucking from this masked man

On nights when you're feeling particularly starved for dangerous thrills you offer Vincent to indulge in a game of predator/prey

He's always eager

Adrenaline pumps through both of your bodies as he stalks and chases you throughout Ambrose

Where a heady mix of fear and arousal courses through your veins, Vincent's are flowing with power, anticipation and a deep primal lust

When caught, you'll always shriek from a short burst of terror from Vincent's strong, hot grip on your biceps, waist or shoulders

If he doesn't savagely fuck you right then and there then he'll places his large hand over your mouth and hauls you kicking with muffled screams down to the basement where he first strips you of all your clothing, then restrains you on the waxy metal table

Your chest rises and falls heavily with both fear and lusty eagerness as Vincent indulges in hot wax and medical play with your prone and helpless bare form

You can't ever complain about your very active sex life with Vincent. He gives you exactly what you need, when you need it - no questions or hesitations

If you want it soft and passionate? You have it. Dark and extreme? He's more than happy to provide that too

Suffice it to say, you are very happy in Ambrose living with your masked lover

LESTER SINCLAIR:

You drive Lester WILD with your daisy dukes and cowboy boots

He CANNOT keep his eyes or his hands off of you when you wear them - which is exactly what you wanted

This dirty, crazy little opossum of a man makes your blood run molten hot with his cheeky smiles and mischievous eyes

And those hands! Those lithe, hard working hands are too skillful for their own good - not that your tits or pussy is complaining...

Seeing as you work evening shift at the gas station you like to ride with Lester in his truck during the day while he clears up roadkill and makes deliveries to Ambrose for his weird brothers

While in the truck you glance at Lester's thighs, then at their junction

You lick your glossed lips and gently place your hand on his thigh. He smiles to you and squeezes your hand before his eyes are back on the road

Your returned smile however is not quite as innocent

You swiftly lean down over to Lester's lap, unbuckle his belt and pull down the zipper of his worn out old jeans and whip out his cock

Poor Lester never knows how you manage to do all of that so quickly

His cheeks redden and his breath quickens

"Baby" he breaths out as you lick him from balls to tip

The truck swerves a little but Lester is quick to bring it back under control

"Darlin' you're killin' me here" his tone says disapproval yet his hand is firm on the back of your head pushing your mouth further down his throbbing, weeping dick

You found yourself humming in contentedness - the vibrations from your throat causing his cock to pulse in your hot, wet mouth. Few things gave you more pleasure than your mouth being plugged by Lester's veiny cock

Eventually Lester can't take it anymore and would bring the truck to an abrupt stop down a small unused trail off the road and into the woods

He'd then lean his head back against the seat's headrest and let out a stream of praises with a few words of degradation here and there

"You're doin' so well darlin'"

"That's it.... yeah, just like that"

"You take my cock so well in that purdy little mouth 'o yours"

"You're such a slut for my cock huh baby?"

You moan and take him even deeper at his words - you were right where you belonged

This as usual eventually leads to him taking you hot and rough on the back of his truck. With you either leaning forwards against the back of the cab or you on your back on the truck bed

If you asked nicely Lester would sometimes hold his bowie knife to your throat while he mercilessly pounds into your greedy wet cunt

As far as lingerie goes, Lester goes wild for that baby pink set with the fluffy trim and pompom strings

The man can't keep his eyes and hands away from your form when you're wrapped in those little pieces of fabric.

He'll snap a shot or two of you in the set with his polaroid and keep it with his other photos of you behind his truck's sun visor

When Lester picks you up at the gas station at night when your shift ends you both like to drive to his favourite spot overlooking the woods. You'll chat and stargaze for a while before the two of you indulge in soft love-making, relieved by a cool breeze tempering the warm humid air and cacophony of the Louisiana wildlife surrounding you

JASON VOORHEES:

Please don't tease this big innocent baby

His pure, precious little heart (and dick) simply can't take it

He just about drops his hammer when he's fixing the window pane in the front of your shared cabin when he looks over his shoulder to see you sitting comfortably on the lawn chair in nothing but a tiny spring green bikini with little daisy prints, facing him with a glass of iced tea

"Keep at it babe... I'm just admiring the view" You say, as a fat drop of sweat runs down your neck and between your perky breasts

Jason's good eye follows that drop of sweat before he gulps and tries to go back to concentrating on the task at hand

You internally giggle at his flustered form and visible tenting of the crotch of his work pants

Teasing this big, sweet, easily flustered murder man is a guilty pleasure of yours

But you just can't help yourself. When you see his bulging muscles strain behind his shirts as he performs chores around the cabin or his thicc, strong thighs and meaty behind test the strength of his pant seams you go feral with need for him and his huge veiny cock

You just have to be patient with his initial timidness and embarrassment when initiating sexy times as this poor baby has a lot of issues with sex thanks to his strict christian upbringing

But once you get past those hurdles your Jason turns into a feral grizzly bear in the sheets

You can't walk properly for hours once he's done with you

Before he comes back at night from ruining the lives of once happy campers, you slip on his favourite set of lingerie for you - the baby blue ones with the cherub and cloud prints and wait for him on your shared bed, ready to alleviate the tension and stress from his powerful body

Taking a stroll through the woods alongside the lake in the late afternoon hand in hand you sigh happily and smile up at your sweet Jason. He looks down at you and by the crinkle of the corner of his eye behind his mask, you know he's smiling back at you

Suddenly you push Jason against a broad, sturdy tree

He's momentarily shocked by your action until his thoughts all go to mush as you drop to your knees on the moist soil of the forest floorbed and whip his quickly hardening cock out of his pants

Jason groans behind his mask as you take the swollen, pink head of his cock in your mouth and suckle for a few moments - his large hands flying out to grip your head

Cue lots of garbled nonsense, groans, whimpers and moans to be heard amongst the sounds of the forest for the next while

Eventually you're rewarded by being roughly shoved face first against the tree, your short skater dress gets lifted up and you hear another groan from Jason as he sees your bare bottom and slick cunt

Your loud moans, cries and gasps join the cacophony of the forest as Jason ruthlessy pounds into your pussy

Your nails scratch at the bark of the tree, tears stream down your cheeks at his relentess and bone rattling pace

"Yes Jason! Yes fuck FUCK fuck... baby you're doing so fucking good"

You play on his praise kink and he rams even harder and faster in you with a loud garbled moan - the swollen blunt head of his cock ramming against your cervix in delicious pleasure-pain

Once the both of you are spent he likes to carry you back to the cabin where he treats you so good and tenderly with him wiping you clean, giving you a drink and then snuggling his large, warm body close to you on the sofa while you both listen to music on the cd player

Getting lost in the woods two years ago was the best thing that could've happened to you in your once unhappy life

You smile to yourself as you and Jason spoon on the sofa, your eyes fluttering closed for a nap

Jason better be ready because when you wake up you'll be pouncing on him again for round two

[meloarto-me]

Hello sweet 🍬🍭cheeks may I have a request for Jason, bo, vincent, lester, michael, Thomas, Bubba, and brams with, S/O who really cares about them and has the character and attitude that is very suitable to be a wife. Not forgetting their sweet lips which always managed to make them kiss those lips AND ALSO SEXY.

You are free to ignore this request of mine. Plus I really like every story you make.

This sweet is just for you sweet cheeks 🍏🍎🍐🍊🍌🍉🍇🍓🫐🍈🍒🍑🥭🍍🥝🥨🧇🥞🍧🍨🍦🥧🧁🍰🎂🍮🍭🍬🍿🍫🍩🍪

LOVE YOU

Hhehehe! I like this idea! English is not my language.

Slasher with s/o who is fit for a wife and gives them lots of love.

Michael Myers

- I feel like at home?

- He hasn't felt love since he was in the institution.

-But having you by my side I feel this strange emotion called Love.

- Your sweet behavior will make his heart stop more than once.

-You made him dinner and waited for him? He won't admit it, but it made his heart weary.

- Hug him, ask for help with typically masculine things? I feel important and loved!

-He even started thinking about getting engaged to you.

-But he also loves when you kiss him sexually or not.

-The feeling of your lips on his body sends shivers down my spine.

-He also loves it when those sweet lips of yours do sinful things to him.

-Or moan his name like a prayer.

-God, why are you so perfect for him?" you make me feel more normal and loved.

Jason Voorhees

-I feel loved!

- You give him so much love and home warmth that his cold heart bursts with love and warmth.

- He will be such a cuddle for you that every stuffed animal hides.

-Your home warmth ignites family relations in it.

-Thought he would propose to you. his mom would like it.

- You're perfect for a wife.

-But your mouth.

-God melts as soon as your lips touch his skin.

-Always trembles when you kiss and touch him.

-Just looking at your lips makes me have sexual thoughts.

-When this happens, he runs away to the forest to calm down.

Brahms Heelshire

- You started as his babysitter so he already saw those domestic qualities in you.

-you were jealous of the doll. he wanted you to kiss him, not a doll!!!

-he loved your food, eyes, style, laundry, cleaning. everything about you and about you.

-Your love made him start a little but it helps you a little.

-Home wife, god loved it.

-But your lips and goodnight kisses.

-I'll tell you it jumped on something other than just one goodnight kiss.

Bubba

-You survived because you were perfect to take care of their home.

-Imagine how messy and muck there was.

-You've gone to work ever since.

-Bubba watched your actions from the sidelines and felt your heart beat every time you looked at him with a smile.

-You were cooking and Bubba was sure he was in love with you.

-He already knew you would be his wife.

-But when did you kiss him for the first time? God. he was in heaven.

-Your mouth drove him crazy.

-You turned him on and you didn't even do anything."

-He had to deal with the problem for a while. please leave him alone for now.

Thomas Hewitt

- whatever, but he knew you'd be the perfect wife.

-he knew it from the moment you helped Luddy May in the shop.

"But when did you start showing love to him?"

-It melted.

-Love for you grew involuntarily.

Your family already considered you a member of the family.

-But Thomas secretly thought you were the perfect wife for him.

- She'll tell you one evening.

-Do you want to excite him?

-kiss his hands, tell him how strong and beautiful he is.

-I don't promise you won't scream his name tonight.

Bo Sinclair

-At first he had a plan to take you to the basement in his workshop, but when you started talking to him with such love in your voice.

- He's held off for now.

He let you into the house and told you to stay there.

-He came back in the evening and was in complete shock to find the house tidy, dinner ready and you talking to Vincent.

-Can you feel jealous? maybe a little?

-But it passed quickly when you ran up to him, asked how his day was.

-Did you offer dinner, back massage, beer?

-God.

- You were perfect and you knew each other for one day.

-It took him a while to admit to himself that he loves you.

-Another plus about you is those plump lips.

-Bo loves to kiss, to see on his body.

-But he loves it best when they're wrapped around his cock.

Vincent Sinclair

-How did it come about in your home behavior?

-he himself don't know.

-It just kind of worked out.

You treated him normally

You didn't judge, you wanted to spend time with him.

- you kept it clean, you prepared the food.

-Even his brothers liked you.

-He fell in love with the feeling of your lips on his.

- He even noticed that he often painted them in different situations.

"When there's more going on between you two, she'll kiss you fervently."

-You have his lips on yours all the time

[kisskiss-slashslash]

OK HOLD UP WAIT A MINUTE

WHAT IF SOMEONE BROKE IT TO THE HEELSHIRE MANSION THINKING NOBODY WAS IN IT BUT SEEING BRAMS S/O AND HIS CHILD ARE IN THE KITCHEN MAKING DINNER-?????

And this man just straight up busted through the wall like:

And the kid literally just says "DADDYS HERE!"

Protective Daddy Brahms to the rescue!

Someone breaks into the Heelshire Mansion thinking it’s empty

Today was supposed to be such a nice, normal day. You are standing in the kitchen with your young son, and he washes the potatoes for dinner before passing them on to you to peel.

Then you suddenly hear glass shatter, and half turn your head in the direction of the sound. „Is something the matter, Brahms?“ Of course you assume that Brahms is upset about something and is once again taking it out on the furniture.

Your son also looks in that direction and says:„Daddy usually breaks more than one thing though.“

Footsteps quickly approach the kitchen, and you find yourself face to face with an unknown man, maybe in his mid-twenties, with a big duffelbag slung over his shoulder. His eyes widen.

„Shit… Hey, no funny business!“ He fumbles a small Swiss army knife out of his pocket. Pretty pathetic considering you have knives at least twice as long and every bit as sharp well within your reach. „Get on the ground!“

You shake your head and derisively click your tongue. „That won’t do.“

„Daddy is gonna be really mad when he sees you do this, Mister!“, your son exclaims.

„Indeed“, you reply and raise your voice. „Brahms, darling, could you please show our visitor the door?“

A panel in the wall slides aside, and out steps Brahms, at least a head taller than the intruder and so angry about the situation that it radiates even through his mask. The burglar looks about ready to wet himself at the sight of the man of the house. Your son runs up to his father and hugs him. „Daddy!“

Brahms fixes the man with a steely gaze. He would *love* to kill him for threatening his family. But he also knows better than to kill someone in front of his son.

„Leave.“

Brahms doesn’t have to say anything else. The guy turns on his heel and runs for his life.

You let out the breath you had been unconsciously holding. „Well. This just happened.“

„Are you okay?“

„No worries. I know I don’t have to be afraid of anything as long as you’re nearby.“

„You’re like a superhero, Daddy!“, your son adds excitedly.

Brahms’ mask shifts slightly as he smiles, and he runs his hands through the boy’s curly hair.

[msneedful-ispleaseful]

May i add you to my slasher writers list and do you write for charles lee ray or hanniable (show or movie) brams or Vincent Sinclair?

Yes, ofc you could add me to the list I am open to writing for

Hannible lector

Asa Emory

Jessie Chromeskull

Thomas Hewitt

Brahms Heelshire

Vincent Sinclair

(And any others, i predominantly get the most inspiration when people send in promts for characters they want me to write for)

[im-his-druidess]

Hi Sugarcube ~ 💋🧁

if you don't mind , may i've a request for thomas hewitt,brams heelshire,Michael myers, Vincent Sinclair, bo Sinclair, Norman nordstrom With Fem Reader.

I want to be honest I have public sex kink and Lactation kink For slashers 😩��🍭

So, if you hate me for that then I won't mind Besides, I don't have a problem with your judgment given to me 🥲.

Sorry if this is too much, you are free to ignore my request. 🌹

Btw, Take care of your health and don't forget to drink lots of water .🎂🍰🍦🍬

I'm going to be honest I don't know what it is you are requesting 🤔

And also there's no judgement here

[slasherstories123]

Welp here’s a Brahms heelshire edit, this is my favorite one but when I post it on tik tok it flops every time😭

[kittyamore0]

Hello! I was wondering if you would do the slashers with a reader with poor self esteem? which ever slashers you prefer !

𝗢𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲! 𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 ���𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱, 𝘀𝗼 𝗜'𝗺 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟮 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 

𝚂𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝙶𝙽! 𝚂/𝙾 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚖, 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟷:

𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊 𓇽🩸

𖤐 - ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ sᴛᴀʀɪɴɢ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ɢɪʀʟs ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏʏs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴅᴀʏs ᴀɢᴏ

𖤐 - ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ꜰᴜɴ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴀɴᴅ...𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩

𖤐 - Jᴇɴɴɪꜰᴇʀ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴜɴᴜsᴜᴀʟ sɪʟᴇɴᴛ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ 

𖤐 - sʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴇɴsᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ 

𖤐 - “ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɪᴛ?“ 

𖤐 - ʏᴏᴜ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇʟᴛ, ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ, ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴜɴᴡᴏʀᴛʜʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪɴɢs, ᴇᴛᴄ...

𖤐 - ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴀʟʟ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜsᴇᴅ. 

𖤐 - ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴ, sʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛs ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ 

𖤐 - ʙᴜᴛ, sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴀs ᴡᴏʀᴛʜʏ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ, ᴡᴀs ᴄʜᴏsᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀ S/O, sᴏ ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ? 

𖤐 - sʜᴇ'ᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀʏ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴍᴇɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴍᴇɴᴛ ʜᴇʀ 

𖤐 - sʜᴇ'ᴅ ɢʟᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ sᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ 

𖤐 - “sʜᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ“ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ 

𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒 ✿💓💧

🝮 - ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟᴇss ᴄʜᴇᴇʀꜰᴜʟ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴜsᴜᴀʟ, ʜɪs ᴍᴀ ᴏʙᴠɪ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ

🝮 - ʜᴇ’ᴅ ᴛᴀᴘ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜɪs ᴄʜᴇsᴛ,  ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ɪᴛ sᴏ ʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜɪs ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴇᴀʀ ᴡᴀs ʀᴏʟʟɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ 

🝮 - “ᴏʜ.“ 

🝮 - ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀsᴋɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʀᴏɴɢ 

🝮 - “ɴ-ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴡʀᴏɴɢ.“ 

🝮 - ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙs. 

🝮 - ʜᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴋs ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴀᴋᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ, ʜɪs ��ᴀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴍᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʀᴏɴɢ 

🝮 - “ᴏ-ᴏᴋᴀʏ, ᴏᴋᴀʏ! ⵊ'ʟʟ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʀᴏɴɢ“ 

🝮 - ʏᴏᴜ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇʟᴛ, ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ, ᴇᴛᴄ... 

🝮 - ᴀʟsᴏ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜsᴇᴅ, ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, sᴏ ᴡʜʏ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ? 

🝮 - ᴀɴɴᴏʏᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴀᴅ 

🝮 - ʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʜɪs ᴍᴀ sᴀɪᴅ sᴏ

🝮 - ʜᴇ’ʟʟ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀʟʟ ɢɪᴅᴅʏ 

🝮 - ᴜɢʜ, ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴs...

𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒۞🎃

♔ - ʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ 

♔ - ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴠᴇʀʏ, ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜsᴇᴅ 

♔ - ᴡʜʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ...

♔ -ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜᴍᴘ 

♔ - “ᴍ-ᴍɪᴋᴇʏ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ?“ 

♔ - ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄʜᴜᴄᴋʟᴇ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ʜɪᴍ, ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇs sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ. 

♔ - ʏᴀʟʟ sɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ sɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ 2 ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ 

♔ - ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜsᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs... 

♔ - ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴘᴀᴛs, ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ. ʜᴇ's ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ɪᴛ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜɪs ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs 

♔ - ʏᴏᴜ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ, ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ, ᴇᴛᴄ... 

♔ - sɪᴛs ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛ's ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴏɴ ʜɪs sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ, ᴛʜɪs ᴏɴᴄᴇ ☝️ 

♔ - ᴏʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄɪɴɢ ʜɪs ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ ᴛᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ 

♔ - ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ ʜᴇ's ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴇᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ, ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴏᴡɴ...ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴀʏs... 

𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐍 ❤︎︎♫💀

♩- ʜᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ɴᴇɢʟᴇᴄᴛꜰᴜʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ 

♩- ʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴꜰʀᴏɴᴛᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇᴅ ʜɪs ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏʀ sᴀɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ “ꜰɪɴᴇ“

♩- sᴏ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ʙᴇsᴛ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ɪɴᴠɪsɪʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ɢʜᴏsᴛ ᴍᴏᴅᴇ 

♩- ʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴅᴀʏ, sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴsᴜʟᴛᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴠᴏɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠɪᴛɪᴇs, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ 

♩- ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜɪs ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ sᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴀᴅɴᴇss 

♩- ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ, sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ sᴏ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ, ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs? 

♩- ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴɪ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴅᴏᴡɴs, ʜᴇ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ.

♩- ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʀ ʙᴏʏ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ 

♩- “ᴛ-ᴛᴀᴛᴇ,  ɪ-“ 

♩- ʜᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴜɢ

♩- “ᴡʜʏ?“ 

♩- ʏᴏᴜ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇʟᴛ, ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ 

♩- ʜᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴋɪssɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴍᴇɴᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ 

♩- “ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴏ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ, ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs?“ 

♩- ʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀʏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴘᴀɴɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ. 

♩- ʟᴇᴛ's ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴀʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏᴛʜ ꜰᴇʟʟ ᴀsʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴍᴇɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ 

𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐘 𝐊𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐄𝐑 ☾😴💤

☽ - ᴀᴛ ꜰɪʀsᴛ, ʜᴇ's ᴍᴀᴅ. 

☽ - ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴡ sᴇʟꜰ-ᴇsᴛᴇᴇᴍ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇᴇɴ sʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʟᴀᴛᴇʟʏ 

☽ - ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴘɪssᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴏꜰꜰ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏs ᴜsᴜᴀʟʟʏ sᴘᴇɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ 

☽ - sᴏ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴇᴛ sʟᴇᴇᴘ, ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢʀʏ ʙᴜʀɴᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴏɴ-

☽ - ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴ, ᴍᴀɴ

☽ - ⁿᵒ ⁱ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ 

☽ - “ɴᴏᴡ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇ'ʟʟ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴀ?!“ 

☽ - ʜᴇ ʜᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪɴɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ 

☽ - ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs, ʙᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ ᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ 

☽ - ᴍᴀɴ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀɴɴᴏʏᴇᴅ 

☽ - ɴᴏᴛ ᴀɴɴᴏʏᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ᴡᴀʏ ʙᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴡᴀʏ 

☽ - ʏᴏᴜ sᴘᴇɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ/ʜᴀɴᴅsᴏᴍᴇ sᴇʟꜰ ᴡᴏʀʀʏɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴛ? 

☽ - ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪɴᴇ ᴀss ᴀᴡᴀʏ 

☽ - ᴇɴᴅs ᴜᴘ ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪs ʙʟᴀᴅᴇᴅ ʜᴀɴᴅ ʀᴜɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴛᴏ sᴏᴏᴛʜᴇ ʏᴏᴜ 

☽ - ɪᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ✋

𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐄 ❤︎︎🫶😩

❣︎ - ʙʀᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ 

❣︎ - ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟꜰ,  ʜᴇ sᴀᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡᴏʀɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡᴏᴏᴅᴇɴ ᴡᴀʟʟs 

❣︎ - ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴍɪxᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴀᴅɴᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴɢᴇʀ 

❣︎ - sᴏ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟꜰ 

❣︎ - ʜɪs ꜰɪʀsᴛ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡᴀs, “ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ? “ 

❣︎ - ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴏ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜsᴇᴅ 

❣︎ - “ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ, ʙʀᴀʜᴍsɪᴇs?“ 

❣︎ - “ɪɴsᴜʟᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ, ɪᴛ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢ.“ 

❣︎ - “ᴏʜ.“ 

❣︎ - ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ: “ᴅᴀᴍɴ ʙʀᴏ, ʜᴏᴡ'ᴅ ᴛʜɪs ᴍꜰ ᴋɴᴏᴡ?“ 

❣︎ - ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ʜᴇ'ᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴏʙᴠɪ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʟʟs 

❣︎ - ɢᴏᴅᴅᴀᴍɪᴛ ʙʀᴀʜᴍɪᴇs, ᴡʜʏ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʙᴇ sᴏ ɴᴏsʏ, sᴛɪʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ 😍

❣︎ - ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇʟᴛ, ᴀʙᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ 

❣︎ - ʜᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟs ʙᴀᴅ, ʀᴇᴀʟ ʙᴀᴅ 

❣︎ - ʜᴇ’ᴅ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ 

❣︎ - ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴘʟᴀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪᴀɴᴏ 

𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘☻︎🧸 

꥟ - ᴛʜɪs sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴍꜰ ɢᴏɴ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴʏᴛɪᴍᴇ 

꥟ - ʙᴄ ᴏꜰ ʜɪs sᴛᴜʙʙʏ ᴅᴏʟʟ ꜰᴇᴇᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇᴀʀ ʜɪᴍ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ Mɪᴋᴇʏ 

꥟ - “ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ?“ 

꥟ - ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴛʜɪs ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sʜɪᴛ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ 

꥟ - ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ, sᴏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇs ɴᴏ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ ɪᴛ 

꥟ - ʏᴏᴜ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇʟᴛ, ᴀʙᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ, ᴇᴛᴄ...

꥟ - “ʜᴜʜ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴀɴ? ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʜᴏᴛ, sᴍᴀʀᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ ʏᴀ ᴡᴏʀʀʏɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ...“

꥟ - ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴍɪʟᴇ, ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴀss ɢᴏᴏꜰʏ ɢʀɪɴ 

꥟ - ʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇs ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴏ�� ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡs ɪɴ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ᴊᴏᴋᴇs 

꥟ - ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏꜰᴜʟʟʏ ᴘᴜɴᴄʜ ʜɪᴍ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs 

[prurientpuddlejumper]

[antropofagus]

oh wow now that mask feels insulting

hey guys!! i would like to reveal MASKLESS BRAHMS AGAIN OML

[lampsgreenlight]

i fucking HATE straight people, like no, i don't want to read straight sex about Brahms the boy, AT LEAST MAKE THE MC TRANSMASC IF YOU WANT A VAGINA TO BE INCLUDED SO BAD. AND THE WORST PART IS, IS DOESNT EVEN MAKE MUCH SENSE, LIKE, BESTIE, YOUR GOING TO GET A FUCKING YEAST INFECTON HE HASNT SHOWERED IN 20 FUCKING YEARS. UNSANITARY, UNSANITARY I SAY! YOU FOUL WRETCHED WRITERS

[rdps01]

[krikidilly]

I dont know what exactly this expression is but I love drawing it on him