#bubba sawyer x female

[24kvlaksworld]

[emxisms]

Hello! I hope your having a nice day, and that your eating well. Do you have some time to make thomas Hewitt, Vincent, Bo, Lester, and Bubba x reader who changes their personality for each individual person and is a people pleaser? If you can, it's appreciated! If you can't it's ok! Just make sure to drink se water and keep eating <3

Thank you my love. I hope you're taking care of yourself aswell. 🖤

𝕾𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔢𝔬𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢𝔯 𝔰/𝔬 ❦

Includes: Sinclair Brothers, Bubba Sawyer.

Summary: Reader (they/them) is a huge people pleaser, and will change anything if not everything about depending on who they're talking to.

Warnings: Strong Language

𝔅𝔬 𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔯 ❦

The fuck? Why are you acting like that, saying those kinds of things with them when you aren't anything like that?

"You just want them to like 'ya? Hell, if they don't.. They got another thing comin'."

Thinks it's stupid at first. He'll grow with it after time, the more you explain to him why you feel the need to change yourself for others the more he'll understand. Although he thinks you're perfect the way you are anyway.

𝔙𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔯 ❦

He noticed it a while ago, but he never said anything. He always understood the reasons behind it.

Will never question you about it. It makes him sad thinking you don't see yourself the way he does, but he won't pester you about it. He hates making you upset, even just seeing you upset he doesn't like.

Ever since it became a huge thing, he started reassuring you more. Signing that you're perfect no matter the way you are, more hugs and kisses, etc. Anything to make you feel better. Anything to make you love yourself.

𝔏𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔯 ❦

He would catch on to you acting differently depending on who you're talking to, changing your opinions to fit theirs, completely different humor, etc. It would confuse him incredibly.

"Why aren't you being yourself?.. Are you even being yourself when you're with me, or..?" You'll break his heart. He wants you to be able to be yourself, to have pride in who you are.

When you explain to him that it's not always a self confidence thing, but a people pleasing thing, he'll understand, he wants people to like him too. But that wont stop him from thinking you should still be yourself, because fuck whoever doesn't like you.

𝔅𝔲𝔟𝔟𝔞 𝔖𝔞𝔴𝔶𝔢𝔯 ❦

When he finds out you're afraid of being yourself because you want everyone else to like you, and so you change yourself for them.. his heart shatters. Immediate whining and sad pouty lips.

Even though he can't say it, he'll show it. He will show you how perfect you are. He's immediately bringing you to the mirror and pointing everything out about you that's perfect the way it is. Your laugh? Beautiful. Fashion sense? Amazing. Favorite song and color? His too.

Will dedicate the rest of his life to your interests. Everything has to be your way now, that's just how it has to be if that means you'll appreciate yourself for who you are.

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[darkromanceenthusiast]

Can I get an imagine about patrick bateman, bubba, or jason with an s/o who has strep throat or is otherwise just sick. I gots the strep and it hurts

Pairings: Patrick Bateman x reader, Bubba Sawyer x reader, and Jason Voorhees x reader (separate) headcannons

Contains: Patrick is a dick, very self centered, overall fluffy, very sweet and doting slashers except Patrick

Patrick will take a lot of convincing to come into the same space with you if you’re sick

He’s a huge hypochondriac

He will really only come over to see you to keep up the appearances of being a good partner

You’re really the only person Patrick actually kinda cares about but at the end of the day his first priority is himself

Will probably bring you some soup and maybe ice cream so that way he remains amazing in your eyes

“Hey honey, I am so unbelievably busy, I’d love to stay but I have a business dinner, I’ll call you tomarrow, feel better soon!” He says as soon as he drops the soup and ice cream off

He is out and on his way to do what he wants after giving you a quick forehead kiss and leaving you alone to recover

Bubba is so doting and loving, will absolutely not leave your side

He is there from the second you even feel a little tingle and get fatigued

Bubba will bring you teas, soups, and anything he things could be soothing

He helps to bathe you and makes sure you hav as little discomfort as possible

You’re not even allowed to stand up to use the bathroom, he carries you and waits for you two yell for him

Bubba also cuddles you constantly

Keeping you warm even during your high fevers

Bubba really is the best partner ever

Jason keeps you on the couch infront of the fire place to keep you as warm and cozy as possible

He is so doting

He brings you medicine, keeps your heating pad warm, keeps you covered up and cozy

He will make the most delicious food and soup that won’t irritate your throat

Jason even breaks out an old tv with a VCR and a huge selection of random VHS tapes he had collected over the year so you wouldn’t get too bored

He even makes you hot chocolate to help coat your throat

Jason also will happily take showers with you and give you the best massages

This man goes above and beyond for you anyway and when you’re sick

[blueberrypancakesworld]

~ Slasher - Masterlist ~

Summary : It was just supposed to be research for a new book that brought you to Mount Massive Asylum. But when you come across ten killers, things get out of control. Can you escape their knives and claws or will you succumb to their dark desires ?

The story is also on ao3 - Warning it has some slow updates

Another warning : MINORS DON'T INTERACT +18!!!!

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1. ~ Psychopathic murderer and lost hope of the bride ~

2. ~ The second day ~

3. ~ The final day with my murderers ~

4. ~ An escape or the last stand ~

5. ~ My Darling - Eddie Gluskin ~

6. ~ My Priest - Bo Sinclair ~

7. ~ My Doll - Brahms Heelshire ~

8. ~ My Masterpiece - Vincent Sinclair ~

9.~ My Flesh - Thomas Hewitt ~

10.~ Our victim - Billy Loomis - Stu Macher ~

[slashing-thunnder]

Hihi! Wondering if u can do slashers x f!y/n with dwarfism? About 4’2 to 4’4 preferably bubba and brahms but its whtever!

Hi! I will certainly give this a shot, hope you like it! For now I'm just gonna do the two you suggested. I think this came out a little more gender neutral so apologies 😅

Warnings: Mild NSFW

Headcanons for: Bubba Sawyer, Brahms Heelshire

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba is a sweet man, even though he's so much bigger than you, he's gentle and patient. Nubbins and Chop-Top give you shit for being a slow walker compared to them, but Bubba is the first to defend you, even if it's just grumpy grunts and waving of hands. At first, he over compensates, grabbing anything and anything you need just slightly out of reach, trying to do everything for you, but it all comes from a place of love. After some talking, he lets you do things for yourself, but he's always waiting in the wings should you need him.

Your love life is filled with fun and unique positions, trying to get a man as big as him to fuck you comfortably takes some time to figure out. But once you find some positions that work for both of you, you can't stay apart.

Brahms Heelshire

You're only a little taller than his doll, but you take such good care of it, it makes him very happy. Being as secluded as he is, he's fascinated with your size at first. He spends a few weeks just watching you from the shadows, falling in love with everything you do and how you do it. He especially loves watching you on a step stool, reaching for things on high shelves. He eventually reveals himself and is pleasantly surprised you're still willing to care for him. You and him find a new rhythm to your days, and you start letting him lay his head on your lap while you play his favorite music for him.

He loves your body, feeling every inch of flesh happily every time you make love. He's a bit selfish in bed, though, so he tries to get you to ride him more often than not. He loves to watch you bounce on him.

[lace-coffin]

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slashers

multiple slashers

How slashers would react to Accidently hurting their S/O?

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Slasher kinks headcanons (nsfw)

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Slashers with captured!police!S/O (Nsfw)

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How would Reader fit into the Sawyer household as Bubba's S/O? (Slight nsfw)

How would Bubba Sawyer react to sibling!reader tickling them by surprise?

Reader comforting Bubba on a bad day

Thomas Hewitt (Texas Chainsaw Massacre- The Beggining)

Asa Emory (The Collector)

Asa Emory x gn reader who’s secretly into bondage (nsfw)

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how old do i think Asa Emory is?

How would Asa Emory react to a member of his collection having a phobia/phobias? Asa Emory x Gn!Reader

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How would Asa Emory react to a co-worker leading his cop case?

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Wanted! Asa Emory x Sheriff bounty hunter!Gn! Reader (nsfw)

Period sex with Asa( nsfw)

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Asa Emory x gn!reader! Who needs a stuffed animal to sleep

Caregiver! Asa Emory x Little!Gn!reader

How would Asa Emory react to a child breaking into his hotel?

Asa Emory x picky eater!Reader

Asa Emory x Autistic!Gn!Reader with a new hyperfixation

How would Asa Emory react to teens breaking into the hotel to smoke?

Billy Lenz (Black Christmas)

Jason Vorhees (Friday The 13th)

Is this too corny? Jason Vorhees x Reader (Freddy Kreuger is your older brother and you meet/fall in love with Jason at the corn maze)

Brahms Heelshire (The Boy)

Michael Myers (Halloween)

Yautja (predator) (Female or Male)

Yautja x gn autistic partner (platonic)

Five Nights At Freddy's

Feathery friends until the end 🐣 Agre!Reader x Platonic!Cargiver!Chica

How would Moondrop and Montgomery gator react to an exhausted reader on their shift? gn!Reader

Montgomery Gator x overstimulated autistic!gn!Reader

Resident Evil

[shalotttower]

Darling, Darling

Title: Darling, Darling Fandom: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974) Summary: The way he cradles you to his chest is almost reverent, like you are something precious. Bubba delivers a lesson after you tried to run away. Word Count: 1500+ Characters: Bubba Sawyer x Reader (female) Notes: Captive Reader, murder (implied), blood and gore (implied), violence, spanking, yandere Bubba Sawyer, cannibalism (mentioned), kinda NSFWish?

The way he cradles you to his chest is almost reverent, like you are something precious, delicate. Something to be cherished. Hands capable of ripping through flesh with ease carry you down the hall, careful not to bang your feet into corners. He doesn't want to hurt you. You know he doesn't, but it hurts anyway. Everything hurts.

Covered in dust and god knows what else, this house is in terrible shape and it reeks - of old colourless wallpapers, age and grime, of grease and smoke and slow decay. No one cleans here, at least from what you've seen. You make an effort not to look into the surroundings; there's a head on a coffee table and it's enough to make bile rise in your throat. So you focus on a single abstract spot in the distance.

"Please, I want to go home," your mouth feels dry when you speak.

He looks down, concerned eyes and messy hair, then shakes his head. Bubba Sawyer doesn't talk. Well, that's not entirely true. He makes sounds, noises. Squeals and grunts. He hums and whistles sometimes, but doesn't form words like you do. Whole and functional sentences don't come to him, which is likely a product of both genetics and childhood environment.

"Please."

With a quiet whimper he presses his face into your hair, and speeds up. The mask he's wearing today belongs to a young woman, or what once was a young woman, now it's merely skin stretched to a degree it shouldn't be.

No. No, you can't leave; Bubba pats your head to make a point - this is home.

"You can't keep me here," you rasp.

He smooths your back and makes more sounds, muffled by the leather; but he can. He can keep you, Drayton said so. He asked. Begged. Pleaded to keep you and Drayton said yes. Not before hitting him with that thick broom - ouch - but it was okay, because Bubba got to keep you. You're the first girl he has like this, the only girl he has like this since Nubbins died. Bubba misses Nubbins, but maybe with you he won't miss him so much anymore.

He needs you to see, to understand. To not run again.

Up, up the stairs you go, past framed pictures in the shades of brown, grey and black. Past the bathroom with peeling paint, stained bathtub and old medicine cabinet. Upstairs smells better than downstairs, cleaner somehow. The first time he brought you out of the basement was terrifying, you thought that was it. A filthy kitchen and walls caving in - the last thing you'd ever see. He gave you one of his grandmother's nightgowns instead, it had a faint perfume smell. The ruffles reminded you of lace wedding dresses from vintage movies. Bubba tucked you in next to himself, like you were a doll or a teddy, and you spent the whole night staring into the darkness, listening to his loud snores. It was warm, better than sleeping on the floor.

The mattress creaks when he sits you down.

His room is a simple space with a single bed and a shelf, crammed with objects that catch Bubba's eye. There's a crucifix on a wall; the irony of it even being there is almost laughable.

You look up. In a white-frame window the sun is setting, and nothing but miles and miles of cornfields surround this house.

You are in the middle of nowhere.

If he once decides that you're not something worth keeping around but food, then it's over. No one will ever find you.

A sob wrecks out of your throat. He crouches, and before you know what's happening, wipes your tears. Hushing and cooing and gently pressing his big hands to your cheeks. It would be so much easier if you could hate him, if he hurt you out of some deranged and violent instinct. But no, Bubba doesn't do any of those things.

He looks at you like you hung the moon and stars, he tries to care for you. Brings you flowers and plates loaded with food which you can't eat, because one look turns your stomach upside down. Because you know what is it, and he...he just doesn't understand why you keep refusing - Drayton always cooks nice meals and Bubba loves his cooking too.

He feeds you warm milk and bread, applesauce and boiled chicken breast cut into small pieces. Watches you chew with careful attention, lips smacking, tongue peeking out as he copies the movements of your mouth.

You feel sick.

He brings you gifts - broken toys, jewelry snatched from dead women, trinkets found in trash cans or discarded by the roadside. You wear some, because if you don't he gets upset and his shoulders sag. It's like kicking a puppy, and it's so...twisted. Everything about this is twisted, like some grotesque play.

Bubba doesn't hurt you.

Unless Drayton tells him to.

He hates this, when Drayton tells him to, because "you're getting uppity and spoiled". It's confusing - you're not spoiled. You behave well most of the time, eat chicken and never call him names, you're warm and soft and let him hold you at night. He likes that a lot. Bubba thinks it might be love, it's fuzzy inside when you're close, like in those shows Grandpa and Grandma used to watch before they gone still.

But Drayton is the oldest, he's smart and knows best.

You whine softly into the pillow as Bubba slaps your backside and whimpers too each time a croak of pain wrenches from your mouth. He wishes that he didn't have to do this, but you need to learn and be good, not try to run, otherwise Drayton might take you away. Bubba doesn't want this.

Your panties dangle around your knees - blue, lace trimmed - Bubba finds them very pretty, if it was in his power he'd give you all the pretty things to wear.

He swallows and raises his hand.

The flesh jiggles under his palm as he spanks you. Bubba counts in his head - Drayton said seven should be enough - one, two, three, four-

He tries to be gentle, but his strength is not used for being gentle. He has spent most of his life doing manual labor. With bare hands he can kill food. The soft skin of your backside changes color quickly into a bright shade of pink, and Bubba squeezes it for a moment, trying to soothe the sore area.

It doesn't help, tears rolling down your face keep wetting the pillow. He wants to scoop you up and cuddle, press kisses to your cheeks, but Drayton told him no. No kissing or hugging until you learn; "she is manipulating you, dimwit".

Your breath comes out ragged in uneven hitches, Bubba doesn't like how miserable you look, small and fragile on his bed. When your sounds subside to quiet, intense sobs, he makes a distressed whine. He feels bad, so very bad, but maybe next time you won't try to leave.

Six. Seven. Done.

Your poor bottom is bright red and raw looking, Bubba pats it carefully. He rubs cool cream to your skin, the one he snuck from Drayton's drawer, making sure to get everywhere before pulling your panties up. You smell nice - sweaty and salty like after work on a hot day.

You always stop talking to him right after. For the rest of the evening, the next few days or sometimes a whole week, and it's awful. You don't eat chicken, the pretty trinkets lie discarded and you won't even look at him.

It hurts more than Drayton and his broom do.

Bubba sits beside you on the mattress for several minutes, waiting. Waiting until you turn - just a little bit - so that he can tap your damp cheeks dry with a towel and maybe feed you apple slices dipped in honey. If you'll let him.

You don't.

Eventually you crawl under the blanket, stiff and quiet, back facing him. His throat burns, you're mad, you don't like Bubba anymore. Dread unfolds at the bottom of his stomach as the sky outside starts darkening, every time he gets scared that this will be it, that you'll hate him forever from now on.

Hesitantly, he climbs underneath the covers, settles on the very edge of the mattress and wriggles a bit closer every five minutes, in case you'll change your mind and want a hug - the lesson is delivered, so it doesn't matter, Drayton won't know anyway.

But the time passes and turns into an hour, yet still you don't move, not even a peek over your shoulder. He waits longer and then a bit more. His heart drops when Bubba realizes: you fell asleep without saying goodnight.

He watches your back rise and fall, then reaches across the bed to stroke your hair. Somehow his arm curves over your frame, and before Bubba knows it, he moves you closer, closer, up against his chest. Your breath is shaky and rough, but he holds on tight, the same way he'd clutch his favourite things.

Tomorrow Bubba will bring you flowers, some tulips because they are pretty like you, and maybe you'll be less angry. Maybe you'll eat apple slices and sit on Bubba's lap by the stove while Drayton cooks dinner, and won't try to run again. He hopes you won't.

[livindeadgirlgrav]

Hello!! Hope you're doing alright!

May I request headcannons or a story for Nubbins Sawyer about his female s/o saving him from his death? Like in that scene from movie when he's chasing Sally and then gets run over by an 18-wheeler, but his s/o saves him in time.

if you don't want to write about it, it's perfectly fine to ignore this request.

Thank you in advance and have a lovely day!! ♡

Why would I ignore this??? I LOVE IT! I LOVE NUBBINS!!! 🖤 Thank you tons for the request lol

Pairing: Nubbins Sawyer x fem reader

Warning: Violence, death, kidnapping, cannibalism, killing, blood, gore galore, hot sweaty cannibal man, slight NSFW, Kinda fluffy, etc

Tonight was just like any other night within the Sawyer house. You laid in Nubbins bed as you listened to the records his twin brother had gifted him. Adjusting the headphones you could still hear the actions happening below you. Nubbins understood you weren't the 'killing type' like Drayton puts it. But that doesn't mean Nubbins doesn't enjoy his time tormenting helpless victims whether you hear him or not. Reaching over to the diy skull table you turned the knob of the record player turning the music up so you wouldn't have to hear the howling pack of hounds called the Sawyers. You didn't mind being alone for a while, Nubbins tend to be very clingy and sometimes you just needed a little break so this arrangement was perfect! Nubbins got his play time and you got your free time. A win win for both parties but you wouldn't lie something about tonight felt weird..Something wasn't right and it was eating you up.

Tossing and turning you finally found a comfortable position and manged to fall asleep despise the nagging dread flowing through your body. After what felt like hours you woke up realizing Nubbins wasn't back upstairs besides what time it was. Pushing the headphones off your head you noticed everything was quiet. Listening to your gut you quickly got up throwing on a pair of you jeans and grabbed your boots shoving your foot in them as you nearly tripped out the bedroom door. "Nubbins?" you yelled but before you could call again you started hearing a female scream followed by Bubba's chainsaw. "Oh shit." You thought quickly running down the stairs nearly tripping again since your boots were a bit big-They were a gift from Nubbins, aka a pair of a victims shoes- Quickly you ran out the door following behind Bubba. You watched Nubbins run after the blonde girl as she screamed and tried limping away. You ran towards him but thanks to the over sized boots you fell face first into the Texas dirt. "Fuck!" you shouted but quickly you kicked the boots off, jumped up and ran after Nubbins.

Passing Bubba you finally caught up to Nubbins at the road. Nubbins grabbed the girl laughing as he sliced her back up. You watched him but your attention was grabbed by the sound of a very fast tracker trailer. "Nubbins!" You shouted quickly ran towards him hearing the truck horn blaring. The blonde girl wiggled out of Nubbins grasp and he quickly froze as he looked up at the truck coming right at him. But you grabbed his green shirt from behind and wanked him back hard just in time. Resulting in both of you falling backwards with a thud. Sitting up you looked at Nubbins seeing he was breathing hard but alive. Looking towards the blonde girl across the road made your blood start to boil, She nearly got Nubbins killed and you weren't happy. Hearing the trucks squeal as the driver slammed on brakes. You quickly reached over Nubbins, grabbing his razor before jumping to your feet. "You fucking bitch" You spat before running after her, grabbing her you shoved her to the ground. Proceeding to sit on top of her and slash her with the razor. Nubbins quickly got onto his feet watching you release your anger onto the girl. Stunned he stood there, not realizing the driver was getting out the truck. As you continued to slash at the girl the man quickly ran to you, trying to pull you off the girl, but before the man got you onto your feet you swung the straight razor one last time managing to slice the girls throat open. As you were finally pulled to your feet you fought against the man smirking once you heard the sound of Bubba's beloved chainsaw getting closer. "Get em Bubba!" You shouted, getting your wrist lose from the man's grasp and shoving Nubbins straight razor into the man's side causing him to let go of you. Thinking fast you quickly ducked down as Bubba swung his chainsaw over your head and into the mans chest. His blood spewed onto you as the chainsaw entered his body. The driver was early cut in half as he fell back behind you.

Standing up you wiped the blood from your cheek and adjusted into your stance..Catching your breath you looked down at the girl watching the blood spill from her throat. As you watched the dark liquid flow onto the ground you started to realize what just happened. Looking behind you, you saw the sliced up man seeing his blood seep out onto the road into a huge puddle that unfortunately you were standing in..barefoot. Feeling sick you stepped over them, back towards the house but stopped in your tracks as you started to gag. "Oh no..no." You stated as you started to panic, Nubbins quickly rushed towards you. "You're okay! d-don't cry, don't c-cry darling." He stuttered trying to calm you down before you exploded. Nubbins pulled you towards him and held your head to his chest trying to stop you from looking back at what you did. Stroking your head quickly he looked down at you. "You protected me! I-I would be flat!" He giggled like the little psychopath he was. Every time you would move your head towards the terrific scene he would push your head back into his chest, finally just covering your eyes with the hand that was stroking your hair. "Y-you saved me." He stated as he kissed the top of your head as he watched Bubba grab the man's foot dragging him towards the house. "Keep your eyes closed." Nubbins said letting go of you once he got your nod of approval. Nubbins walked to the girl and chuckled. He stuck his tongue out at her dead face before grabbing her ankle. Dragging her towards you. "D-don't look behind me! O-or in front of you! Just look down." You nodded doing what he said. You knew exactly what they were doing hearing the noise of shuffling gravel.

Once you got back to the house you sat down at the dining room table with grandpa. Holding your head in your hands, starring at the wall as you heard Nubbins and Bubba struggle as they dragged the bodies into the backroom. Drayton yelled as they dragged the bodies against the floor. "Look what you're doing to the floor!" He shouted in his thick country accent. Continuing to stare at the wall Drayton came into the dining room. "What's the matter girly?" He asked in a much softer tone. He was always sweet towards you surprisingly. "I killed her.." You stated emotionless, Drayton rubbed your back. "Aw don't worry about it none.." He stated. "She almost caused Nubbins to get hit by that truck..I was so angry.." Drayton laughed. "Well of course you were angry! That's you old man. Well don't you worry no, you should talk to grandpa he's the best killer around!" You smiled slightly at him. He rubbed the back of your head. "Now the saw is family just you remember that." He patted the back of your head and walked away. Nodding you looked at grandpa. Hearing Nubbins walk in you quickly stood up and walked towards him wrapping your arms around his neck. "I love you Nubbins..please don't leave me here alone." Nubbins hugged back not caring your back was nearly covered in blood. "I l-love you t-too." he responded his cute speech impediment causing you to smile. "I-i ain't going n-no where." He placed his chin on your head and held you.

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Welllll I hope you guys enjoyed reading!! Thank you tons for the request!

[vikkirosko]

Can I request Bubba Sawyer x female reader. He falls for her fast and kidnaps her because he doesn't really understand how to be social. She feels instant affection for him. Basically just a lot of fluff.

🥩 Bubba Sawyer x fem!Reader headcanons Love at first sight 👔

Bubba did not leave the family home unnecessarily. It was as if he was waiting for strangers to come into the house to catch the intruders. However, he often looked out the windows or went out into the courtyard when he was sure that no one would be there. It was during one of these outings, when the sun was already starting to set, that he saw you. You were walking away from his family's house in order to return to your own home, and Bubba just couldn't take his eyes off you. His heart was pounding wildly. He fell in love. He fell in love with you at first sight

He didn't wait long and kidnapped you when he saw you walking home again. You were scared of being grabbed and knocked out. When you came to, you saw that you were in a room you didn't know, and there was a strange man there besides you. He looked at you timidly, not daring to approach you. He was wearing a life-worn suit and on his face was a mask made of someone else's skin. On the one hand, it was scary, but on the other, the sight of an adult man who was shy to approach you seemed even cute. You didn't know how much of a situation you were in, so you tried to stay calm

You spent several weeks in the house and during that time you managed to fall in love with Bubba. You found out his name thanks to the screams of his relatives. Bubba himself was too shy to even approach you. He didn't know how to communicate with you, and that's why you took the first steps yourself. Bubba was happy to be in your gentle arms, and you gently stroked his hair, ignoring the smell of blood coming from him. You assumed that he and his family were connected to the disappearances, it was pretty obvious, but you still turned a blind eye to it

Bubba did not introduce you to his relatives, realizing that they might offend you, so you often sat in his room. When he returned there, he would bring you the books he found. He understood that you might be bored, because there was often someone at home and you couldn't walk around the house freely, so he tried to find entertainment for you, but when he returned, all your attention was focused on him, which made him incredibly happy

Someday he was going to introduce you to his family. He was in love with you with a sincere, bright love, and hoped that one day you would become part of their family and you would not have to hide. In the meantime, he was enjoying the time you spent together, not wanting it to ever end

[24kvlaksworld]

CUNT! MICHAEL MYERS X F READER.

(Nothing but smutty smut.)

SCENE!

It’s late at night and Michael hasn’t been home for months. He usually disappeared like this, leaving you all alone.

And tonight you just happened to be horny.

You were in bed, in your room. Hands under the blankets pressing through your pants to get a feel at the outline of your wet area.

Legs clenched as you panted out, sucking your bottom lip heaving.

You could smell your clothed heat all around the room.

Michael destroyed your phone so you really didn’t have the accessibility to porn, so you thought about the only dick that’s driven you insane.

The only dick that you’re allowed to have.

“Hmph” your sweet echoes fill the room, your pussy clenching around the air begging to be filled. You toss the blanket off of you before doing a Quick Look around.

You pull down your pants in a hurry, scratching your skin in the process. You wince but ignore the pain.

Your hands immediately going to your soaking pussy down under, you positioned yourself before sinking a finger in, trembling around it.

Two fingers sinking deep in your core. Pressing the tip of your fingertips at your G-Spot each press having earning a high pitched moan.

Your whining echoed throughout the halls, begging for him, it almost felt better knowing that you could call out with no shame because he wasn’t here. He couldn’t hear you be a disrespect bitch for him.

You flip over with your back in the air and knees up, knuckles deep in yourself, a better angle on what spots to hit, hands covered in your wet juices.

“Fuck, Michael, God, fuck oh ugh.”

His name was all in your mouth, leaving and coming back. You couldn’t help but lean into your own touch your hips bucking in the air, craving something long and hard pressuring your clit.

Wanting to relieve the feeling of your fingers doing its ritual cycle again.

You cried out in as your eyes went white, all that finger pounding and air thrusting almost topped off.

You went to thrust in the direction of your hand just to feel how deep you could go, how much more can you take or how long could you take it.

Mid swing when you hit something hard and solid.

Causing your hand to dig yourself deeper into you.

“Mmm oh!”

A long dragged out moan, cum dripping from your fingertips and whatever you soaked behind you.

You tilted your head back, leaning left to take a look at what you bumped into.

A blue jumper.

Michaels abdomen was all you saw, covered in your very cum. you dragged your eyes up to his face in shame and embarrassment, seeing his judging dark eyes through his mask full of nothing but lust and intent.

His heavy breathing coming out like fog in the dim moonlight.

He grabbed your hair and spun you around in a circle , your face now eye level with his clothed dick.

His hand pushed your skull, smushing your face into his area mouth full of hard and erect clothed cock.

You felt him twitch, the wet print he was created dabbing your smushed nose.

You could hear his deep guttural grunt beneath the mask.

Your eyes lock with his with a look of confirmation, all it took was a look in his eye before you reach up to undo his buttons, as he looks down on you. You pull his sleeves off, almost a bit bewildered he’s letting you touch him this much.

You lick his print once, before removing the waterline of his pants.

He didn’t wear boxers of any kind, his dick kinda outgrew the last too small pair.

He waited for you to pull his cock out, your small hand pulling out his erect dick. His cock sprung free, dripping with pre-cum, your heart thumping with anticipation.

You went to lick the tip before he grabbed your neck and shoved your mouth on his cock, bobbing you up and down, he really didn’t enjoy any kind of teasing.

He moved your head left and right, up and down, until you hit his good spot letting you up every so often so you could breath.

He let you breath before throwing your head back towards the pillows chest up. Legs open with spit and cum all over your face.

He grabbed your leg to drag you towards the edge of the bed, taking a look before shoving his dick into you angling himself right.

He was quick with his thrust, deeper and deeper with each pull. Heat was radiating off of his skin His breathing had became heavier than before, his deep gasps and growls.

Nearing the edge of his climax he grabbed your back and pulling you closer aiming to reach as deep as he could, getting your cervix and bruising it with the chase to cum in you.

Sitting there as his cock softened itself in you.

He let out a loud grunt, you felt the splatter happen inside of you. He shoved his cum coated cock back in his jumper , his eyes lowered and more sleepy looking than they were.

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REWARD HEADCANONS!

Michael is a very dominant guy, there will be no pegging, no submissiveness, nothing.

He takes what he wants, fucking you whenever he wants just because he’s horny.

Pounding even if it hurts, only stopping when he cum’s, even if you’ve already been milked out on his cock.

Sometimes he doesn’t even stop then, your ass covered in cum as he just pounds. You can hear his grunts and heavy panting under his mask.

Big into choking, he doesn’t even know that he is he just does it.

Wrapping one hand around your throat because that’s all that can fit, bruising your cervix every time you have sex.

Having to hold yourself up on whatever object he bent you over on, legs shaky and being unable to walk.

And even when you regain your ability, the soreness never goes away until weeks or even months later.

He rarely gives you time to head before abusing your pussy once again.

Pushing your head down on the couch with your ass in the air, his huffing and puffing blowing fog from his mask.

He’s not really into grinding, he usually just takes his dick out and shoves it in.

Hates teasing. You tease him, he’ll give you a long choke while fucking you.

X

-AU First smut after writing break open to constructive criticism!

[creepswrites]

Hello!

Could I request Bubba sawyer with a S/O-

(preferably Female but Nonbinary works just as well!)

-who has a blanket they’ve been very attached to since they were small and grew up with?

They take careful care of it, snuggles it constantly if not every night. And is generally a big comfort item. They do NOT like sharing it in fear of it being stained or accidentally torn. Bonus if it’s not often it’s washed.

Thank you!

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BUBBA SAWYER x FEM! S/O WHO HAS A CHILDHOOD BLANKET

At first you kept it a secret

After all, you didn't want to risk anything happening to it and you knew Bubba and his brothers could be... careless sometimes

But as you got to know Bubba, you realized that he has a strong attachment to his masks in a similar way you do to your blanket

He's caring towards them, makes sure they're in good condition, and gets annoyed with his brothers if they're too rough with them

So you show him the blanket

He thinks its cute! But will respect if you don't want him to touch it

It's special to you and he'll make sure it's kept safe

If you share a room with Bubba, bedtime is a judgement-free zone!

You're free to snuggle it as much as you want and he'll play with your hair to help you fall asleep

Whenever you DO choose to wash it, you do it yourself in a laundry load on it's own so nothing happens to it

You fell down atop the soft bedsheets, sighing in relief at the instant weightless feeling it gave you. Your feet hurt from standing all day but, now showered and refreshed, you were excited to finally get to sleep.

Bubba was joining you tonight, sat expectantly at the foot of the bed as he'd watched you get into your sleep clothes. His staring had made you blush but you'd pushed it aside. Now that you were both in bed, you let yourself relax. "C'mere," you cooed at him, smiling when he leant down excitedly. You pressed a soft kiss to his lips and he joined you on the bed, the two of you on your sides facing each other.

He was cute. You tapped his nose lightly and he made a soft hum of response.

Quietly, as though you were afraid of being caught, you slid your hand under your pillow.

Keeping the blanket there had been Bubba's idea. Nobody in the house would think to look for it there and Drayton insisted everyone was in charge of washing their own sheets. So it would be perfectly safe there, away from prying eyes and curious hands.

You lay it atop the pillow like a makeshift pillowcase. It let you snuggle with it while still being able to cuddle with Bubba. A happy compromise.

Bubba scooted forward so he could press his face against your sternum, an excited squeal leaving him. You brushed your fingers through tangled curls and hummed softly.

You both fell asleep tangled together, the fabric of your blanket soft against your cheek.

[bosinclairsgff]

MASTER LIST PT. 1

Bo Sinclair x reader

Sawyers go to Disneyland

Slashers with a housewife reader

Slashers reacting to female rage

NSFW head canons

Slashers when their s/o is on her period

[lil-spider]

So Damn Pretty

Chapter 5

Part 4 : Part 6 :

Pairing: Johnny Slaughter X Female Reader

Summary: Johnny is sex starved and you’re very attractive, so attractive that he doesn’t want to kill you. Instead he finds ways to keep you around longer.

Note: My fav song when writing about Johnny.

Warning: This is 18+ and please do not read if your sensitive to heavy descriptions of non/con and violence. Including bondage, blood, gore, assault, objectification and unsafe sex. For those who don’t mind, I hope you enjoy.

I rise up groggily and stretch my tender muscles. "Johnny got some stuff from your van for ya'." She places a wooden box of stuff next to me on the bed. Looking in it, I find a collection of hygiene items, including hair brushes, underwear, clothing, and Jessica's beauty bag.

 

Jessica took it everywhere, even on the camping trip. It's all that I have left of her. "I took a few lipsticks from that bag; they were such pretty reds." Sissy tells me frankly. I’m upset she took them, but I don't want to quarrel with her; it's not worth it. I don’t know what she’s capable of.

"Have a shower, sugar, and meet me downstairs in the kitchen." She caresses my leg and saunters to the door. I wait till she leaves to grab my stuff. I slide the makeup bag underneath the bed, hidden away, so no one else steals from it. I’ll find a better hiding spot for it later.

 

I grabbed some of my fresh clothes, which include a pair of denim shorts and a yellow knit tank top. I head to the shower after picking up some travel-sized shampoos and conditioners as well as a body wash with a pleasant scent. I'm so eager to get refreshed.

I lock the door behind me as I use the restroom. I take off my dress, put it in a basket of dirty clothes by the door, and get into the hot shower. Scrubbing my body and hair made me feel as though I were trying to erase the previous days and start over.

 

Rising the soap, I feel much better, finally smelling like my old self. Squeezing all the water out of my hair, I decided not to use the towels, as I doubt they were clean. Uncomfortably, I put my clothes on while damp. Thankfully, it’s a hot day, so I won’t take long to dry.

I go back to my room to grab some old sandals from my box of belongings and walk downstairs. Entering the kitchen, I find Sissy making eggs and bacon for breakfast.

She grins at me. "Oh, pumpkin, you look lovely," she says examining me. "So do you." I respond, noticing she is wearing a short dress with dark red and white polka dots. She gives me another of her gorgeous grins.

"Thank you very much, sugar; this is one of my favourites." She does a little spin, showing the rest of her dress.

We cook breakfast together while conversing, and she tells me about our chores for today.

Repeating what I did yesterday, I prepared the table as Sissy plated the food. As usual, she rings the bell while I take a seat, waiting for the family to arrive. They seem to be normal—except for the killing and eating people—that's not so normal, but other then that they treat each other like every other family.

During breakfast I keep looking at Johnny. Every time I do, I get these butterflies in my stomach. Even though he’s dressed in his typical ensemble of a black shirt and denim pants, he looks so damn fine.

His hair is currently not styled, letting it frame his face. I want to glide my hands over those dark locks of his. Shit, he looks good like that.

I watch him with hungry eyes as he leaves the dining room first, returning to whatever he was doing.

As the others finish, Bubba descends to that dreadful basement. Nubbins was the last person to go as Mr. Sawyer headed out to open the gas station.

Nubbins mumbles something about wanting head cheese next time, and he scatters off up the stairs. Ew, what the fuck is head cheese? As soon as he departed, Sissy and I got to cleaning.

Finishing up, Sissy shows me the rest of the house and what other chores that need to be done. Right now, we’ve got a whole lot of laundry.

As we start on at least two baskets worth of dirty clothes, Johnny shows up. His hair now back to his usual style. He waltzes up, wrapping his arm around my waist and leading me off to who knows where.

“I’m going to take her around the property!" He yells back to Sissy while we walk away.

We step outside to the side-yard, which has a lovely field of gorgeous sunflowers, a collection of old abandoned cars, and a tool shed.

“Avoid wandering through the fields, Nubbins has set up some strange traps there.” He provides more details about the areas I'm not permitted to visit.

Guiding me around the vast estate he points over to the tool shed. “I'm generally out here, if you ever need to find me."

We stopped walking, now near a workbench underneath some shade across from the car graveyard. “I really like the sunflowers.” I tell him bashfully, glancing over at the flowers. He has a charming smile on his face as he puts his hands on my hips, facing me. “Do you now?” He smirks as I nod my head.

He moves closer to my ear. “Do you also enjoy eye-fucking me?” I stared wide eyed at him, embarrassed at being caught.

I thought I was being discrete during breakfast.

He holds my hips tightly. “I bet your pretty pussy is aching for me." He states picking me up and placing me on the workbench.

“And wearing such cute clothes, showing off this body to tease me, huh?” He slides his hand down my sides to the end of my shorts, tugging it off along with my underwear. "Johnny, what if someone catches us?" I ask him, worried his family might see.

“Don’t worry. Just focus on me.” He says annoyed, continuing to undress me.

I lift my hips up, letting him pull down my shorts and toss them to the ground. He skims his hands over to my chest and pushes me back. Getting me to lay flat against the bench, my legs hanging off the edge.

We're about to fuck outside in the middle of the day, I really hope no one sees us.

Johnny grabs my legs, placing them over his large shoulders, spreading them. He stares down unshamefully at my bare cunt.

"Such a wet, slutty pussy.” He smirks, taking pleasure in my embarrassment.

He squats downward, pushing my legs further apart, and presses his mouth on me. Eating me out in broad daylight.

He rubs his hot tongue over me. I close my eyes and rest my head on the bench.

I let out whimpering moans as he licks my cunt, teasingly avoiding my clit. His groans vibrate my poor, neglected nub. I move my hips while holding onto the end of the bench, attempting to direct his lips towards my clit for relief.

"Please suck my clit, Johnny!" I chuck my dignity aside and pleadingly grind against his mouth.

While he plays with me, he keeps a grip tight on my thighs. He leaves his tongue flat against my clit. I sit up, grab his head in frustration, and grind on his face erotically attempting to move his tongue against me.

“Please, lick my clit! I need you!” I pant out.

"Demanding little slut." He chuckles, pushing up my shirt and exposing my chest. I let out heavy breaths as he gropes them, giving my chest a hard squeeze, pinching and flicking my nipples while I continue my pleas.

I place my hands over his as he toys with my tits. I thrust my hips and keep my legs open as he goes back down on me. He kneads my chest while finally licking my little clit in sloppy circles. I gasp and moan out loud, holding his veiny hands harder.

I glance at the man between my legs and found him staring back. His eyes are observing me like a predator as he devours his prey. He’s so intense yet alluring. He leaves soft kisses on my clit as we stare at each other.

"Nnnh." I whimper, now slowly shoving his tongue into my pussy, rubbing my clit with his nose.

He takes his sweet time, savouring me. I tremble as I feel his tongue slide against my walls.

Just as I get close, he pulls away. He stands up and shoves me harshly back against the table again.

I watch as he drops his jeans; his hard cock bounces upwards, pre-cum dripping from his swollen head. He gives it a few pumps before pushing my legs back, holding them to my chest.

“Don’t you dare resist me. Keep em’ open.” He instructs. I head to his words, holding the back of my calves to my chest. He starts tapping the tip of his cock against my clit. “That’s my good girl.”

Now he’s dragging his heavy cock downwards to my hole, wetting it in the process.

Johnny pushes inside me very slowly. “Fuck baby, take my cock." He grunts, watching my cunt suck in his hard dick. I dig my nails into the back of my legs while he stays still.

He does a few agonising slow thrusts, and I moan at the sensation.

“You love this, don't you?" He mocks. I cry out a yes, agreeing with him.

Johnny grabs my calves, placing them over his shoulders while holding my thighs for leverage; He starts his brutal pounding.

I'm cupping my tits as they bounce roughly from his pace. The poor bench sounds like it’s about to collapse.

He‘s fucking like a wild beast that’s been starving for pussy. “Mine, mine, mine.” He grunts out, placing a hand over my mouth to muffle my loud moans.

Wanting it more intense he removes my legs off his shoulders and pulls his cock from my drenched hole.

He turns me over on my stomach, grabbing my hips, bringing them back, so I’m standing doggy style.

I gasp as he monovers his cock back into my pussy. I spill whiny moans as he thrusts in from a new angle.

"Come on, Darlin, give me a baby." He groans as he aggressively fucks me; I cry out a yes as his cock keeps hitting my sweet spot.

He’s turning me into a drooling moaning mess. His hard fucking makes my tits swing while his hips and abs are slamming into my ass. "I'm gonna fill ya full!"

He smacks my ass hard, watching the fat recoil. He growls, gripping my ass in an attempt to get a better hold on me.

He's displaying his strength by supporting my weak lower body while maintaining his speed. Before I could finish, he slows down. I whinge pushing back against him.

Cooing at me he reaches an arm around my waist. Putting a thick finger on my clit, rubbing it in circles.

Just shy of my peak, I ask him permission to orgasm. "May I cum on your cock, Johnny?"

"Yeah, sweetheart, release yourself, baby; come, you can do it.” He says breathless, picking up his original pace. I cum right there. My legs shake as I leave a mess on his cock.

He grunts, cumming right after me. Shoving his cock deep, drowning my insides with his hot cum.

We both pant heavy. I squeal as he thrusts his cock more deeply. He chuckles and slides out.

I feel his hot cum dribble over my clit. I rest my head on my arms, trying to compose myself. He holds my hips, muttering as he watches his cum drizzle out of my pussy.

“Fuck.” He moans out, turned on from the sight. Johnny goes back down on me. Using his tongue to clean me up.

I gasp and wriggle, super sensitive. He holds my hips still, eating me out from behind. I try to fight, but he's too strong. Holding my legs apart. I cry out for him to stop, but he just licks my tender clit faster.

He drags his tongue up, pushing his cum back inside me while rubbing my nub up and down with his thumb.

I bite my lip getting closer to another orgasm, humping his tongue and thumb.

I'm gasping, cumming again, hot tears rolling down my face. He shoves his tongue into my entrance sucking up my juices. “No more!” I cry squeezing my legs.

But he still doesn’t listen now tongue fucking me.

Once he's done, he stands back up, turns me around, and kisses me. I taste our flavours. I whine into the kiss, and he grips my ass hard, smacking it.

“The tour is now over, darlin'; better get back to your chores.” He says this with a cheeky grin, letting me go to putting his jeans back on.

He gives me a smirk at my dishevelled appearance and turns around, walking back to the house.

I fumble putting my shoes and shorts back on. I struggle to catch up to him on wobbly legs. Walking beside him, he takes a cigarette and lighter out of his back pocket.

He puts an arm around my waist and lights the cig in his mouth. Smoking it while we head back to the house. God help me, I think I’m in love.

[oh-shit-i-spilled-my-genderfluid]

this isn’t exactly an art request (unless you wanna draw them w/ pride flags ofc!) but do you have any pride headcanons for the sawyer family? if so, what are they?

I do have a few actually! Most of them are things I’ve seen other people say lol

Drayton: love the hc that he’s a transman. We love elderly trans people. I personally kinda see him as straight but I do like the Drayton/Lefty ship so maybe bi? Pronouns he/him

Bubba: genderfluid, or maybe cis and gnc. I like all the trans hcs but I think I kinda lean more towards him being a guy who’s gnc. As for sexuality, we all know what Drayton thinks of s-c-e-x so I don’t think Bubba would have much room to explore. I can see him as maybe pan, or unlabeled? He just likes some people and don’t think too much of it. Might lean towards women or at least fem-presenting people. Pronouns he/him when he’s male presenting, she/her when female

Nubbins: gay. I love Franklin/Nubbins and you will have to pry that ship from my cold dead hands. Can also see him as bi. I also don’t think he cares is much about gender, like Bubba he just likes some people and that’s the end of that. He/him

Chop Top: I think he gives unlabeled/omni vibes. Once again, he doesn’t care about gender and stuff, he likes them for their person, not their gender. Alternatively he could be straight but bi-curious. As for gender stuff I feel like he would dabble in some gender nonconformity, and might be genderqueer (also transfem Chop Top would be awesome). Everyone (including himself) defaults to he/him but he doesn’t care if you call him something else, it doesn’t matter to him

As for drawings I’ve done one a couple weeks ago for an ask about Sawyer headcanons!

[loveandmurders]

Slashers’ Reaction Masterlist

Headcanons

Slashers reacting to their S/O being hurt by a victim (gender neutral reader x poly!Ghostface Billy and Stu / Thomas Hewitt / Michael Myers / Vincent Sinclair / Bo Sinclair / Chromeskull)

Slashers reacting to their S/O suffering of bloodphobia (gender neutral reader x Thomas Hewitt / Michael Myers / Brahms Heelsire)

Slashers with a nymphomaniac S/O (gender neutral reader x poly!Ghostface Billy and Stu / Thomas Hewitt / Vincent Sinclair)

Jealous slashers with a 80′s aerobic teacher (female reader x Michael Myers / Jason Voorhees / Bubba Sawyer)

Don’t touch my boy (gender neutral reader x Thomas Hewitt / Jason Voorhees / Bo Sinclair / Vincent Sinclair / Lester Sinclair)

Everything for my boy (gender neutral reader x Thomas Hewitt / Bo Sinclair / Vincent Sinclair)

It was just a nightmare (gender neutral reader x Thomas Hewitt / Michael Myers / Jason Voorhees / Freddy Krueger)

Be my lover, be my baby (gender neutral reader x Bo Sinclair / Billy Loomis & Stu Matcher / Baby Firefly)

Calling them “Mister” (gender neutral reader x Thomas Hewitt / Bo Sinclair / Vincent Sinclair / Lester Sinclair / Brahms Heelshire)

Very small ideas

Being a Hewitt and meeting the Sinclairs (gender neutral reader x Bo Sinclair)

What soulmate AU for which slasher? (gender neutral reader x Ghostface / Thomas Hewitt / Tiffany Valentine / Jason Voorhees / Michael Myers / Candyman / Bo Sinclair / Freddy Krueger)

YOUR reactions

Final girl

[lace-coffin]

✨About me!✨

Find my masterlist here

Hi! My names Bunii! (23, they/it) I’ve never written headcanons or X Reader content before but if I don’t get my ideas out I’m gonna explode autistically : 3 hopefully people will enjoy these!

Reader can be any orientation/gender just let me know what you’d like and I’ll note at the top of the post if It’s gendered or fem/masc/genderless reader <3

Requests are closed!

I’m autistic and queer so that will probably transfer to my writing lol

MINORS DNI

✨Who I write for✨

🦇💜Slashers💜 🦇

Bubba sawyer (Texas Chainsaw Massacre)

Thomas Hewitt (Texas Chainsaw Massacre)

Asa Emory (The collecter)

Billy Lenz (Black Christmas)

Jason Vorhees (Friday The 13th)

Brahms Heelshire (The Boy)

Michael Myers (OG Halloween or Rob zombie)

Yautja (Predator) (female or male)

💕Five Nights At Freddy’s💕

Daycare Attendants ( Sun/Moon)

Glamrock Chica

Roxanne Wolf (very open to writing Roxy x chica🎀)

Montgomery Gator

Glamrock Freddy

(Basically anyone from security breach and most of fnaf, just drop a request from any game in the series)

What I will write

Requests

General headcanons (about character or x reader. Pls give me headcanons to build from! Your own or prompts)

SFW

Prompts

I prefer to write queer stuff (so gay/lesbian or non cis) but I will write straight stuff!

Most kinks - BDSM - Power Dynamics- Pet Play-CNC- Daddy/Mommy Kink - piss play- pet play-I’m pretty open to a lot of kinks so just drop me a message and I’ll let you know 💖 (check what I won’t write for the exclusions)

Age regression (obviously non sexual and not kink)

Angst

NSFW Headcanons

What I won’t write

Oc’s

Underage

Incest

Feet

Scat

Vomit

Cheating

Non consensual

Inflation