#chucky x male reader

[dominantslasherking]

Slashers With Dominant Male S/o On Valentines Day

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+.

Backstory: Takes place at a slashers asylum...but its valentines day

WARNINGS: WHOLESOME

You boredly sat at the table, your eyes closely slanted onto the plain white table, where multiple valentines cards were laid out right in front of you.

"Quiet! He noticed them!" Billy muttered to Stu, the ghost face killers intently watching with wide smiles on their faces. The other tables who were at the tables with the two scream killers had their attention to the table you sat at.

Norman bates was the first to speak up, "Do...you think he will like them?" Norman hummed out, his voice gentle but held no sense of shyness. "Of course he fucking likes them." Chucky aka Charles lee ray spoke up, ruffling his hand through his hair, he wasn't in his doll form currently, he took a drag of his cigarette which he had took from one of the nurses he murdered.

Bo Sinclair turned to his brother in annoyance, before speaking out to the rest of the killers, "Here comes the silent fuckers...----no offence." He mumbled the last part to Vincent who just stayed silent under his wax mask.

Both Jason Voorhes, and Michael Myers had finally arrived at the dinnng room , following after behind them was Thomas hewitt, with his sluggish and sleepy like movement.

All three of them had sat near [Name] With their eyes glued to the valentines cards directed to you, obviously they had already placed theirs there, so they could only wait.

"Thanks everyone." Your husky voice spoke up which was pleasing to everyone's ears, as they melted just by your words. The more demonic slashers had finally arrived, chains both on their neck and wrists were glowing a light blue color, it had restricted their powers.

Pinhead headed over to the table, curious about the silly cards which were in shapes of hearts, and gifted to you, he was pleasured with the panging jealousy inside his chest, which caused him a different sensation of pain: It greatly pleased him.

Freddy Kruger was muttered curses, while staring at pinheads--well pins. Freddy had resisted the urge to grab on of the pins and stick it into a guards eye...he has done that before, but he only ended up getting tackled and months in solitary for killing a guard. "Heyy~ Babee~ Did you read mine yet!" Freddy teasingly asked as his burnt features twisted up into a rigid smile.

"HEY- Freddy, why don't you take your burnt sausage dick and shove it up your ass!" Chucky cackled, while throwing a heart shaped chocolate at Freddy's head. "Say that again! Killer Carrot top! Once I get out of these shitty chains, guess whos dream I'm coming to??---YOURS BITCH!" Freddy insulted right back, but before he could say much more Hannibal had stopped their argument.

"Why don't you two, sit down, and let us enjoy our meals, I'm sure [Name] does not appreciate your tussle as he is trying to read the cards." Hannibal stated, while he stared down at his tasteless food.

Slowly you inhaled a deep breath, "What time...will we go?" You slowly asked, the asylum was getting boring fast, and you were ready to leave.

Pennywise had giggled on your words leaning down on the table, his eyes flashing gold as he suddenly slipped off his shackles once you had spoken. "Penny is always ready." The clown teased, ready to help the other slashers who had chains on.

Lifting up from your seat, you stared at the slashers at the other table, who were also standing.

It sounded like a swell plan...

[streets-in-paradise]

Chucky headcanons: Charles finding out you are being harassed at your workplace (requested)

Warnings: Implied sexual harassment leading to assault and Chucky avenging the reader. The description of the abuser was especified by the requester.

Notes: I didn't properly proofread this cause i'm finishing writing from my phone and i don't have my translator on it. Also, this is the first male reader request i got and i hope i'm doing it justice :) My inspiration for this were bits of the series and the Curse deleted scene where Chucky kills Daniel. Despite being two different versions of Chucky at different points of the franchise, i found both usefull to imagine this.

-At first you were very afraid to tell Chucky of what was happening to you. You know he has volatile, violent reactions and you were afraid of what that could unleash.

-Your abuser was a coworker and it all started in little hints, jokes going a bit too far and confusing episodes that left you feeling like it all could be a misunderstanding.

-The accumulation of those ' misunderstandings' changed your perception and you started to be very afraid of being left alone with him. You were feeling constantly surveiled and terrified but the source of your fear was completely invisible to everyone arround you.

-The creepy old dude harassing you was a long term employee everyone knew. Even you were deceived by him at first, at least untill he started getting too " friendly" with you.

-Chucky perceived something was wrong. Not that you have allways been super passionate about your work, but he could tell you didn't want to go there anymore. You would allways deny every of his attempts to point out you weren't alright. He just wanted to help, but you wouldn't let him.

-He may not be the best talking about feelings, but he is very protective and he hates to see you suffering. You may think he didn't, but he realized you are terrified. He knows the signs of fear in a victim too well to not spot those.

-In the first discussions your position oscilated between denying everything and begging him not to interfere because you needed the job, but the situation kept escalating untill reaching a point of no return.

-You were supposed to pick up a few boxes from the warehouse. While you were searching for the stuff you didn't realized you were being followed inside. You ended up completely alone with your abuser and he cornered you, taking advantage of your shock, then easily overpowered you.

-That was the moment in which you knew it had to stop. As soon as you could you reached the phone to call Chucky.

-You tried to explain yourself, but couldn't get into details. All he heard clearly was your wrecked voice begging him to come pick you up.

- It was the sign he was waiting for. Not that Chucky needed any permission to do it, but he didn't want to upset you and he had been craving to step in for so long.

- Only that his intervention could have one single possible end and you were aware of it, which was the cause of your refusal. Chucky wouldn't just scare him, he was not going to let the job unfinished.

- He had killed for way less, you could be sure he was 100% ready to get revenge in your name.

-By that moment he was aware. He has passed by your workplace a few times and had seen the dude. You wouldn't have to tell him anything for him to spot your " friendly " coworker is a creep, he could smell it from a mile away.

- Chucky has been stalking the place behind your back, learning his schedule and following him outside to figure out his after work habits. He had it in mind all along.

- " Don't worry, I'm coming for ya." He interrupted your rambling on the phone with macabre excitement. " ... I got you, let me handle it."

-You stoicly endured the rest of your shift with the only comfort of knowing he would show up, but it was taking too long.

- He was going after your abuser, following him out. They already knew each other and he wouldn't suspect of anything when approached.

- During the last moments of his life he made him experience the exact kind of powerlessness he made you feel. Chucky utilized his trusting appearance to deceive him into keeping a lower guard, followed him like a shadow and cornered him in a spot where no one could hear him.

- " This goes for (y/n). Did you think you were gonna get away with it, you piece of shit? Is that what gets you going? " He mockfully asked him ríght after the first stab. " Well this is what gets ME going and you ain't messing with him anymore"

- The lifeless body of your attacker was still in the trunk of his car when he arrived to pick you up.

- It was his surprise for you and that night you helped him dump it in the river.

[xo-xojj]

Masterlist

Smut = *

Fluff= ~

Angst = +

Percy Jackson and the olympians

Percy Jackson

Thinkin bout you~

Grover

Luke Castellan

The Sweetest Thing~

Nico di angelo

Will solace

TSITP

Jeremiah fisher

Conrad fisher

Steven Conklin

Cameron

American housewife

Oliver Otto

Supernatural~

Hold Me Close~+

These Walls~+

Test Drive/Adore*~

Just like that*

Cooper Bradford

Sturniolo triplets

Nick Sturniolo

Matt sturniolo

Chris Sturniolo

OBX

JJ Maybank

Pope Heyward

John b

Rafe Cameron

Topper Thornton

DC

Jason Todd

Bruce Wayne

Dick Grayson

Damian Wayne

CHUCKY(tv series)

Jake Wheeler

Juinor Wheeler

Devon Evans

Grant Collins

Others

Walker Scobell

Charlie Bushnell

Mason Thames

Tom holland

Chris Evans

Jeremy Sumpter(js him alone❤️)

Eternal Sunshine(Gavin Gore)~

Heaven Can Wait(Gavin Gore)*

Series

Gossip Girl S1 (Ghostin)

Characters(00)

Prologue(00)

Pilot(01)

The Wild Brunch(02)

Poison Ivy(03)

Bad News Blair(04)

Dare Devil(05)

The Hands maids Tale(06)

Victor/Victrola(07)

Seventeen Candles(08)

Blair Waldorf Must Pie(09)

Hi, Society(010)

Roman Holiday(011)

School Lies(012)

A Thin Line Between Chuck and Nate(013)

The Blair Bitch Project(014)

Desperately Seeking Serena(015)

All About My Brother(016)

Woman On The Verge(017)

Much ‘I Do’ About Nothing(018)

Random Oneshots

Phineas Smith x Male!oc/reader

More coming soon

[supercap2319]

"What are you doing with that nasty thing?" Y/N asked as Peter walked into the apartment carrying a good guy doll in his arms.

"Nasty? It's cute. And he talks too!" Peter squeezed the toy and it started to talk. "Hi, I'm Chucky, and I'm your friend till the end. Hidey-Ho. Ha. Ha. Ha."

"You are not giving that nasty thing to Ben. You're gonna give him nightmares."

"Ben? Who said this was for Ben? It's mine." Peter said as he didn't notice the smile on Chucky's face.

[cookstorys]

𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 (𝟸)

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Character- Junior Wheeler

Show/Movie- Chucky (the series)

Warning- Jealousy, Junior bein petty fr 🙄

Females dni

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Junior hated funerals. They were depressing and filled his time with drunk family members of his from all over (some he doesn’t even know). This particular one he hated with all his heart. The funeral of his dear mother, that died right in front of him.

Junior wanted to leave as soon as the first few guests walked through the door. Before five minutes even pass he heard about 10 ‘I’m sorry’s and the more they came, the more it annoyed him. All he wanted was [name]. Junior wanted nothing more but for him to hug him and tell him it was all going to be ok. Instead, that affection was going toward Jake.

Junior couldn’t keep his eyes off you too. Your hands are on his shoulder trying to cheer him up. He hated it. Seeing that Jake had everything Junior wanted, made him want to scream. He was going to win [name] and he knew how to do it.

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‘Right on time.’ Junior thought as he saw you walking towards the snack table. He dabbled a few wet spots on his face to present the look that he was crying and walked towards the table. He headed towards the grapes, which just so happened to be the next thing on your plate. “Oh shit sorry.” You apologized for the bear collision you and junior almost had. “No, you're fine. It’s my fault.” He responded with a slight smile.

“Your junior right?” Junior nodded his head. “Shit man, I'm sorry about your mom. She seemed like a nice person.” Junior smiled at that, trying to at least look like he got his shit together. You could sense you said something wrong. You could see it in his eyes. “I’m sure you’ve heard that all day. Let me guess, people from out of state, that you’ve never seen in your life, are all telling you they're sorry and you know they're trying to be nice but some part of you can’t help but say ‘shut the fuck up?”

Junior was stunned. It’s like you read his mind. He hopes that theory isn’t true though because he’s thinking about some very unholy things right now. “How did you know? That obvious?” You chuckled. “Nah at least you didn’t yell at any of them and run away for the night.” Once again junior was speechless. You were full of surprises. “Damn..that’s..badass.” He laughed and you did too shortly after. “Hey uh, here’s my number in case you wanna talk about.. anything.” You quickly grabbed some napkins and jot down your number.

“O-O-Ok.” Junior stuttered when you left. Junior stood there in disbelief. ‘Did that just happen?’ He thought. He looked towards the far right to see Jake glaring lasers through his head.

“Checkmate.” He mumbled to himself. 

[imthetunnelunderoceanblvd]

before you read!!! (imp.)

1. all the characters i write for are aged up or already of age. so don’t come in my comments/dms/inbox and send me death threats cause 1. that’s embarrassing for you and proves that you’re a desperate bitch. 2. i don’t give a fuck, like, literally. i don’t care lol.

2. i write dark content, if you do not like that kind of posts please do not interact with my blog at all and please block me. and if you’re a minor idc what you do just don’t annoy me or say shit about my content cause why the fuck are you reading that kinda shit in the first place if you’re a minor? in conclusion: interact with my posts idc. i’m sure that you can read the warnings well and good.

3. if you’re a male and find it annoying that a girl is writing mxm conent please do not attack me and dont say shit cuz i do not give a fuck at all. so keep all your bullshit to yourself and go say it to somebody else. 🫶

ᰔᩚ jules. trans. she/her

hot nerd , i love reading, writing, drawing, cats, n, rats. ૮ • ﻌ - ა

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

what my emojis mean:

🩷 smut

🪽 fluff

💌 angst

🕯️sensitive topics

ᰔᩚ 𝐫𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬:

(aka dos and don’ts)

i’ll write:

female!reader, male!reader, trans!fem!reader, gn!reader, trans!m!reader.

fluff, smut, angst.

rape/non-con., pseducest, somnophilia.

fxf, mxm, fxm, fxfxm, fxmxm, gnxf, gnxm, gnxfxf, gnxmxm

i won’t write:

transphobia.

homophobia.

necrophilia, coprophilia, pedophilia.

heavy fetishes.

๋࣭ *⭑†‽🌬️ೋ’♪`~

ᰔᩚ 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 + 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 :

requests are open, request as much as you want. ૮₍ 𝁽ܫ𝁽 ₎ა🩷

Stranger Things

Mortal Kombat

GhostBusters: Afterlife

Euphoria

Avatar (Cameron Movies)

jake sully

waking up with jakes head between your thighs. 🩷

recom. miles quaritch

innocence loss. 🩷💌🕯️

piss kink with the recoms. 🩷🕯️

nsfw alphabets. 🩷🕯️

rape/non-con. with the recoms. 🩷🕯️

feels like sugar in me. 🩷

tickle play + oral + slight body worship + tying. 🩷

recom. mansk

piss kink with the recoms. 🩷🕯️

recom. ja/alexander

piss kink with the recoms. 🩷🕯️

recom. lyle wainfleet

piss kink with the recoms. 🩷🕯️

rape/non-con. with the recoms. 🩷🕯️

nsfw alphabets hcs + lyle eating you out drabble. 🩷🕯️

lyle fingering you. 🩷

recom. lopez

piss kink with the recoms. 🩷🕯️

miles ‘spider’ socorro

glowing pink in the night. 🩷

untitled. 🩷

neteyam te suli tsyeyk’itan

lonesome love. 💌

recom. z-dog

pegging with z-dog/zdinarsk. 🩷

American Horror Story

Chucky

*･῾ ᵎ⌇ ⁺◦ 🦢 ✧.*

ᰔᩚ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬:

#gross jules (gross content lol.)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ🩰࿐ྂ

[g4yforethan]

love language

pairing: ethan landry x male!reader

summary: ethan and reader have fun on halloween night !

warnings: cursing, smut, top!ethan, bottom!reader

a/n: hii this is from a request so i tried my best ! also im so excited for halloween this year for some reason

it was halloween night and tara and anika had invited you to a halloween party and since you had no other plans going on that night, you figured why not? your boyfriend ethan landry was also going and you didn't want to feel left out or let him go by himself so you went with him. you got there and talked with tara and mindy and soon the three of you started taking shots together. after 2 shots, you started to feel a little sick and went over to ethan. “hey baby whats wrong?” you tell him how you feel and he walks you out. “hey how about we just go home instead?” “yeah if that’s okay with you ethan.” “of course baby let’s go.”

you two walk back to your apartment which helped you get rid of the annoying nausea you felt. once you came back, the two of you walked to your bed and sat down. “thanks for waking back with me.” “oh come on i wasn’t gonna leave you there was i?” you laughed and gave him a kiss on the lips. you realized it was just the two of you alone since you shared the apartment with chad as well. you looked at ethan who gave you the same look. you two kiss again and more and more. he picked you up and had you on his lap. you kiss his neck and he starts to take your shirt off.

“fuck you’re so beautiful.” he whispers in your ear which turns you on even more. you take his shirt off and start to leave hickies all over his neck and chest. he rolls his eyes back and grabs onto your hair. “ethan i want you inside of me.” his face turns red but he listens and lays you on your stomach. he licks yours hole for several minutes before teasing you with his tip. he goes in slowly grabbing you waist and massaging your back. “fuck ethan.” “you like that baby boy?” “yes baby.” each stroke he gave became more intense for you. he goes even faster as you start to arch your back. your roll your eyes back and moan in pleasure which turned ethan on even more. ethan turns you on your back and puts his dick back inside. he grabs your neck and kisses you while he goes faster and faster.

"i wanna ride your dick." you tell ethan as he positions himself on his back. you start to ride which sends an overload of pleasure into your body. you feel ethan's heavy breathing and sweat come onto you as you keep riding. he whimpers and moans in your ear. "fuck y/n i'm close." "cum inside of me baby." he moans as he fills your body with his cum. he kisses your neck as you cum not too long after. you kiss him and lay on his chest while he starts to play with your hair. "fuck y/n i guess those 2 shot really brought out something in you huh?" you laugh and playfully hit him. "whatever ethan. guess i was your treat with no tricks." ethan laughs and slightly cringes at your joke and gives you another kiss on your head.

a knock on the door interrupts you and ethan's pillow talk."hey ethan, y/n, i'm back! are you guys in here?" it was chad who had come back from the halloween party."uhh yeah we were just watching a movie together nothing much." chad seemed intrigued. "oo which movie? chucky? friday the 13th?""yeah one of those listen just give us 5 minutes." he was confused but obliged. you rush to put your clothes back on and leave the room. you run into chad who notices your messy hair. "did you just take a shower or is that sweat?" "uhh it's just sweat it's really hot in here." the temperature read 65 degrees. ethan comes out and asks chad if he could grab something from the lobby. chad leaves and a big sigh of relief rushes through you and ethan's body. the two of you kiss and laugh at the whole thing.

[dreamy-demons]

Where Did You Sleep Last Night?

Pairing: Charles Lee Ray x Female Reader

CW: rough sex, rough oral (male receiving), orgasm denial, cheating, degrading, lots of insults, bad dom etiquette, slut shaming, kinda sorta dubcon(??? Could be read that way), overall very toxic relationship lol

Summary: Reader ditches Charles on a night out and hooks up with a stranger. This is the aftermath.

Word count: ~2000

He's the first thing you see when you walk through the door.

It's 3am and he sits illuminated only by the table lamp, casting harsh shadows across his face. He stands and slinks toward you and you try to swallow the fear that shoots through you.

"Where the fuck did you go last night?"

Eyes down, you try to push past him. He pulls you back.

"Oh no you're not walking away from me again. You bailed on me, I think I deserve to know where you went."

“I had to get some air, okay? I got some food and stayed at a friend's house. Not that I owe you an explanation.”

Charles had been a prick at the bar last night. You were sick of him flirting with other women and thought it would be fun seeing the look on his face when you gave him a taste of his own medicine. seeing him now, you realise it was not the case.

“Awww you needed to get some air?” He scoffs, “Is that what they're calling fucking some random prick from a bar these days? If you're going to play smart with me you can fuck off and sleep on the streets. I can find another whore like you on any corner of the city.”

"Do you want me to beg, is that what you want? Oh, please, Chucky, how could I ever make it up to you." Anger momentarily cuts through your fear, and you sink down to your knees, hands up in mock prayer.

"You've got to be shitting me." He groans, rolling his eyes. "Get up, you're embarrassing yourself…"

His words trail off as he looks down at you, so fragile beneath him. When his eyes meet yours something stirs within them. A hand grasps your chin and his eyes bore into you. Your heart skips a beat.

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do?" You place a hand on his thigh.

"Let's see… You be a good girl and get me off real good tonight, and then maybe I'll forgive you. Okay? Maybe. How's that sound?" You quickly nod, sliding your hand further up his thigh until your hand ghosts over his dick. You feel his body tense.

"Shit, you're eager." He laughs pulling you up from the ground and dragging you across to the couch. Leaning back, he shoves you to your knees between his legs.

You make quick work freeing him from his pants. Spitting on your hand, you give him a few languid strokes before taking him into your mouth.

"God, that pretty fucking mouth of yours." He groans, possessive fingers grasping your hair. You work at his cock, taking him in deep, exploring him with your tongue. Charles is holding your hair so tightly it hurts, and you have no choice but to keep eye contact with him to alleviate the pain. His eyes bore into you, frenzied.

"Did you suck his dick like this too, babe?"

You whimper around him, not answering his question. He pushes your head down to the hilt, nose to his pelvis.

"I asked you a fucking question."

You struggle to let out an "mmhmm" as you nod. He pulls you off, spit dripping down your chin, and leans in close.

"You dirty fucking whore." He tuts. "This is the only cock you'll ever need, ya hear me? Because you seem to have forgotten that."

You're still gasping for air, but he pulls you back onto him.

"By the end of tonight babe, I promise you, you will never forget again."

He uses you like a toy, rutting into your throat, and all you can do is try not to choke and keep your aching jaw slack. Your eyes water with every thrust, leaving streaks of mascara running down your face. A thumb comes up to swipe away your tears, and if you didn’t know him better you’d almost be mistaken in thinking this was a sweet gesture. His eyes darken and his movements become erratic.

"That's. Right. Bitch. Cry. For. Me." He grunts out between thrusts. It’s not long before he spills deep into your throat. Charles pulls your head off him, and you make sure to keep eye contact while you swallow every drop.

He brings you up into his lap. You snuggle into his chest and he pets your hair. You relax, knowing you've satisfied him. He's forgiven you. Everything is okay and… wait. Why is he petting your hair? He sucks at aftercare. Fat chance he'd ever be petting you like this after the fight you just had. You pull back and he's grinning down at you, eyes dark.

"Oh you- you really thought" he can't get through his sentence without laughing. "Come on, did ya really think I would let you off that easily? Cause you really fucked me over back there, doll."

"I'm sorry Chuck, really. I'll be a good girl from now on."

"You think you've learned your lesson already?"

You nod, with the best innocent face you can give him.

"Yeahhh, I'm just not convinced. You need to be punished. And you know what?"

A hand slides between you, fingertips brushing past your stomach causing goosebumps all over your body. Your breath hitches when he slips under your skirt.

"I think you want to be punished."

You blush, averting your gaze.

"Look at how wet you are! I just had you choking on my dick til you couldn't breathe and you're getting off on it. You really are a whore." Two fingers slide into your hole, and he wastes no time finding that spot inside of you that makes you mewl. His thumb makes languid circles on your swollen clit, while he slowly pumps his fingers into you.

"More Chucky, please." You moan.

"More? You want more?"

"Please. I need it." You plead. It's nowhere near enough stimulation to get you close and it's driving you crazy. Instead of speeding up, he stops his movements entirely.

"Sorry doll, I don't think you deserve more right now."

You grip his shirt, whimpering. Your hips grind on their own desperately wanting him to start moving again.

"Stop fucking squirming." He growls, and you will yourself to stop. "Tell me again. What do you want?"

"I want more, Chucky. I love the way you feel inside of me, I want to cum on your fingers. I need it."

His fingers start to resume their motions, back at the same teasing pace.

"Ya know, I think I'm liking taking my time here." He grins.

Against all your better judgement you try again to move your hips, and you're met with a look that sends ice shooting down your spine.

Before you have time to react his hands are around your throat. You try to squeak out an apology but his grip is too tight. Your heart is beating so hard it feels like it's going to burst out your chest. Your life is completely in his hands. 'He could really do it right now.' You think to yourself, 'It was only a matter of time. Why did I ever think I was any different than all the people he killed?'

You pull at his wrists trying to pry him off you, pleading with your eyes. But he's stronger than you. And he's enjoying this far too much

"I already told you once to stop fucking squirming. You better think real hard before you try doing that again."

Finally he lets you go and you collapse against him. The air burns your lungs as you suck in big gulps.

"What do we say?"

"Thank you. Thank you so much Chucky, it'll never happen again I promise." God, how much more pathetic could you get?

"That was so fucking hot, my dick's already hard again. How are we gonna fix this now?"

Bastard. Of course he got off on that.

"Fuck me, please, I need it. I want to make you feel good. I'll do anything."

He finds his way back to your pussy and pumps quickly, fingers curling into you.

"Let's get this cunt nice and wet." He says, as if you weren't already more wet than you'd ever been.

"And don't even think about cumming without my permission, got that?"

His thumb on your clit moves in exactly the right way, tight circles that send shocks through your entire body. You rest your head on his chest, unable to do anything but let the pleasure wash over you. Your walls flutter around him as he rubs against the right spots with each thrust.

"God, I'm so close! Please, please can I cum now?" You're sure you've dripped all over his lap by this point. You don't think you can hold back for much longer. You're right there you just need- NO!

That asshole! He stopped. Again. The strangled cry of frustration you let out sends him into a laughing fit.

"Sorry babe, want you cumming on my dick tonight. That's kinda the whole point of this lesson. Hands and knees. Now."

You scramble off his lap and get on all fours. Chucky flips up your skirt and smears the wetness from his fingers all over your ass.

You feel his head nudge at you, but instead of entering, he slides through your folds, causing frustrated curses to fall from your lips.

"You look so fucking gorgeous like this." He groans, "This is where you belong. Spread open, dripping, desperate for my cock."

He keeps dragging through your folds, enjoying the way you twitch when he grazes your clit. Then, without warning, he sheaths himself into you in one smooth stroke. Both of you let out a groan as he holds himself deep within you, the feeling of being so full leaving you momentarily breathless. When he starts thrusting his movements are rough, hips slamming against your ass.

"You wouldn't even know what to do without me, you know that, doll? Nobody else fucks you the way I do.”

A stroke hits you in a way that makes you yelp. He takes notice, adjusting his angle so that every thrust nudges the bundle of nerves inside you.

“Nobody else is going to satisfy this needy pussy, and you'll come crawling back here begging for me."

You never understand why it turned you on to hear him talk like this, but he was right. You loved him having power over you. Your little hookup earlier that night had completely paled in comparison to what Charles was doing to you now. You hadn't even come close to cumming with that guy.

Even without him touching your clit, you can already feel your climax approaching. You feel his weight press down on you as he leans to whisper in your ear.

“Fuck, baby. I want to fill up this sweet cunt.”

“Can I cum now?” You whine, tears pricking at your eyes. Please Chucky, I'm so close. I'm yours, baby, please. Let me cum with you.”

Charles lets out a pleased groan and his fingers find their way back to your clit. It only takes a few swipes for you to cum with a strangled cry, arms giving out beneath you. The spasms of your soft walls are enough to send Charles over the edge and you feel the warmth of his seed spread within you.

“That's it Doll, take it all. Good slut.” He rides out his orgasm and then pulls out, slapping you on the ass.

After catching your breath you sit up to find him lounging back, already reaching for a cigarette. Typical. You throw your arms around his waist and lay against his chest.

“I saw you leave with him, that little fucking prick.” He lights his smoke and takes a drag. “I followed you back to his shitty excuse for a home. I know where he lives”

You look up at him, pouting.

“It wasn't his fault, Charles. Can't we leave him out of this?”

He lets out a chuckle and shrugs you off of him.

“Don't play innocent now, sweetheart,” he says, pulling his pants back on. “I know you'd love to tear him apart just as much as I would.”

At that, you flash him a sheepish grin.

“Hurry up and get dressed. You've learnt your lesson. Class is in session for your little friend.”

[3vergr3en]

THAT BOY IS A MONSTER 👻

PAIRING (📞) . collegeau!maki x fem!college!reader

A/N (🔪) . heyy.. hii... please forgive my absence with this maki fic 😣🤲🏼 I feel like a bummy boyfriend begging for my girlfriend (you guys) to take me back 😭 I also wanted to bring some closure to my old ethan landry series with this fic (you shall be forever missed.) ANYWAY. HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS HALLOWEEN SPECIAL <3

ADDITIONAL INFO (🩸) . this fic contains suggestive content!! there will be NO p in v, literally all they do is have a (detailed) heated make-out. DON'T CRUCIFY ME 😭🙏🏼

The red-haired man leans his upper body over the granite counter, "What did he say?" he yells over the blaring music.

"He'll be here in a half an hour!" You yell back, receiving a confirming nod from the male across from you. As Nicholas turns his head away to presumably check out the girls in short mini skirts and corsets, you gently tug at the hem of his sleeve to avert his attention back onto you, "I'm gonna use the bathroom! Oh, and can you grab me a drink, pleaaasee?"

"Sure, but don't be surprised if it tastes weird." He sends you a warning smile before he walks off in his rainbow-stripped long-sleeve and blue overalls. He yells to a person, "Yo! Put that shit down before I throw you out myself!" You still don't know how the guys manage to convince Nicholas to dress up as Chucky, but either way, you loved it.

"Excuse me! Sorry- just let me pass through, thank you!" You squeezed past through the crowded kitchen and down the hallway. Miraculously, you managed to find an unoccupied bathroom which was usually filled with couples making out or in some cases,, a little more. You walk in, shutting the door behind you with a click! But you were just thankful enough to have one all to yourself.

knock knock knock

Oh, you gotta be shitting me.

"It's occupied, sorry!" You shout, fixing your blonde wig in the mirror.

knock knock knock

You curse out, "Oh my fucking god." Shuffling your way over to the door, you unlock it before swinging it open with an annoyed expression. "I said it was-" You stop mid-sentence when you see the famous white mask and black cloak. Okay.. creepy. "Sorry, Mr. Ghostface, but this bathroom is occupied." You sigh, taking a step back to close the door.

But a firm grip on the side of the door halts it. You stumble backward, "Dude, what the fuck?" The person pries it open before walking in, slamming the door behind them with a click. "This isn't funny, you need to get out. Now."

But the person just.. stands there. No words. No movement.

"Alright, this is bullshit." You sigh, "I'm just gonna go." You begin to walk past the person, but they forcefully grab you by your arms, and with that familiar raspy voice, they speak, "Dressed as Casey Becker? How convenient." They tilt their head with a chuckle as you manage to push them off of you.

"Nicholas!" You yell, but you know that it is no use against the loud music outside. You take several steps backward till your back is pressed up against the wall behind you, leaving you cornered. "Nicholas isn't coming to save you." They state.

The person takes a step closer till they're practically right up against you, feeling your heart beating rapidly against their chest. "So, you got a boyfriend?" They taunt, lifting their hand to your chin, forcing you to look up at them.

They reach up behind their head to swiftly yank the mask off. Once they did, they shook their head to reveal your boyfriend who smiled sickeningly.

It takes you a little bit to let the realization sink in, but when it does, your immediate response is to shove your boyfriend as hard as you can. "You fucking jerk!" You curse.

Maki couldn't help but laugh hysterically. "Hey, I'm sorry, okay? But don't lie, you were lowkey enjoying it." He chuckles, cradling you in his arms as he presses kisses on your forehead.

"No, I didn't." But you knew deep down that he was right.

He nods, not believing a word you just said. "Do you like the costume?" He asks with a slight raise of eyebrows, tilting your chin up to meet his gaze. "..Yeah, I do." You quietly confess.

He has this cocky smirk plastered on his face, "Yeah?" His voice had gotten deeper as his eyes were glued to your lips. And you shamelessly did the same, eyes staring at your boyfriend's plump, pink lips.

"Well, I think we both know that you like it a little more than you think.." He whispers against your lips before moving to your ear, "Why else didn't you push me away when I was right up against you earlier?"

As if your hands had a mind of their own, they grabbed the collar of your boyfriend's cloak to pull him in so you could smash your lips against his.

You can feel your boyfriend's hands gripping your waist through your bulky sweater, pulling your hips to be flush against his. "Up." You hear him muffle in between kisses as he taps your thigh. You quickly obliged, hopping up to wrap your legs around his waist while his hands held you up by your thighs.

He brings you over to the bathroom sink, resting you on top of the marbled counter. His lips never seem to leave yours, not even for a split moment.

"Maki," You breathe out, hands finding their way into his black, soft locks.

Everything was so messy. The way he kissed you feverishly, almost like he had gone days without having your lips on his. His big hands holding the back of your head, causing your wig to slip off. Or maybe it's the fact that seeing your boyfriend in a Ghostface costume has done wonders for you.

His lips trailed down your lips to your chin, planting open-mouthed kisses along your jaw. He breathlessly chuckles, "I find it cute how we accidentally matched costumes."

"You need to wear that Ghostface mask more often."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

[bunbunlovestowrite]

𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕! ❤︎

Rules☽︎

what I do write for

Female reader

Any race reader (should be obvious)

Any culture reader (if I do not know the culture then I will do my research! Sorry if I get anything wrong!)

Any size reader

NSFW

SFW

Angst

Fluff

Non-humans like monsters and (fake) gods

WlW

If I don't know a character then I may not write for them. I'm sorry :(

New Note: If I write for someone they'll most likely be ooc. I'm finna be 100% with y'all. When I write for x readers I imagine myself as your character (kinda the point) and I write both the character and world in a way I would want. Still love y'all though frfr 🙏♥️

What I don't write for

Male reader

Age play

Non-con, dub-con, that shit is disgusting

Scat

Pee

Animals

Feet

Lactation

BDSM

Face slapping

'Daddy', 'master', names like that

Specific names for readers

Roleplaying kinks

Cheating

Abuse

Self Harm

Fandoms☾︎

Love and Deepspace

Jujutsu Kaisen

NBC Hannibal

Twilight (lame I know :3)

Demon Slayer

Castlevania

The Southern Book Clubs guide to slaying Vampires

Elden Ring

Detroit: Become Human

Baldurs Gate 3

Dragon Age: Inquisition

Alien Vs Predator (yaujta only)

Most slashers except Myers, Brahms, Freddy, Chucky, and the Sinclair boys since I haven't watched their movie yet

The Lost Boys

Peaky blinders

Assassin's Creed

House of The Dragon (Not Aegon, Criston Cole, or Harwin)

𝑷𝑶𝑺𝑻𝑺! ✿︎ (only fandoms I currently have posts on are here)

ᒪOᐯᗴ ᗩᑎᗪ ᗪᗴᗴᑭՏᑭᗩᑕᗴ

Father!Sylus x Daughter!Reader pt.1?

Sugar and Salt! Sylus fluff 100 followers celebration

Sylus's opinion on quickies

Showering with Sylus

Sylus hating on Xavier

How Sylus fucks you when he over stimulates you

Sylus x Vampire!Reader (not that good)

ᗰOᑎՏTᗴᖇՏ

Yandere!Tentacle Monster x Fem!Lighthouse reader

ᗴᒪᗪᗴᑎ ᖇIᑎᘜ

Yandere!Rarika x Fem!Reader

ᒍᑌᒍᑌՏTᑌ KᗩIՏᗴᑎ

Summer ends. Camp Counselor! Gojo x Counselor!Reader

Demon Slayer

Hashira men reacting to your neighbor asking you to be quiet

[cherryrainn]

✶ ˚ *   ✬ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓! ✬   * ˚  ✶

cherry here, and i'm excited to present something special to you: a masterlist! since i've been writing up quite a storm... i thought it would be fantastic to gather all of it in one convenient place. that's right, a masterlist just for you!

now you can easily find and access all the amazing stuff i've been asked to write.

thanks for your continued support. let's dive in and enjoy this exciting journey together!

commission me or consider supporting on ko-fi! ⋆

the lorax;

click here!

click here!

hazbin hotel;

click here!

helluva boss;

click here!

teenage mutant ninja turtles;

yandere! shredder x sibling reader who likes exploring (plat) (2014)

yandere! shredder x sibling reader whos getting used to him (plat) (2014)

yandere! shredder x sibling reader who had a nightmare (plat) (2014)

tmnt x robot that donnie made! reader (plat) (2012)

yandere! shredder x brother reader (plat) (2014)

april x karai; karais injury

shredder confessing to reader who's about to jump (2014)

tmnt x mutant! turtle! reader that was raised by the shredder (2014) (plat)

donatello helping reader who's having a panic attack (2014)

tmnt x sibling! reader who is afraid of spiders (2014) (plat)

tmnt x sibling! reader who has nightmares about shredder (2014) (plat)

scooby doo;

shaggy and scoob x child reader thats afraid of the dark (mystery inc) (plat)

sonic the hedgehog;

headcanons of shadow the hedgehog with a stressed best friend/lover

headcanons of sonic, shadow and silver being your best friend

super hardcore sonadow angst (commission)

dragon ball; characters i write

pan x sibling! reader (plat)

cooler, cell, and krillin with a s/o that sacrificed themselves

broly, frieza, & raditz injuring their s/o while having a nightmare headcanons

overwatch;

hanzo taking care of reader

cuddle headcanons with cassidy, hanzo and junkrat

ana x reinhardt in the snow

you're the 3rd shimada sibling and you all reunite (plat)

ducktales (2017);

pocky game; scrooge x male reader

pool date with fenton (male reader)

louie comforting reader who's going through a really hard time

red dead redemption 1 & 2;

arthur morgan x self harming reader

general relationship headcanons for hosea and dutch with an s/o

stranger things;

billy hargrove x amab! reader fluff

eddie munson x reader angst to fluff

billy hargrove x reader fluff

across/into the spiderverse;

cuddle headcanons with miguel

cuddle headcanons with hobie

lackadaisy;

ivy x female! pianist reader (platonic)

mordecai has a panic attack in front of serafine and nico

disney; characters i write

cinderella, aurora, pocahontas, and moana if their noses grew like pinocchio

fnaf;

glamrock freddy x stressed out reader (plat)

kiss;

i’m in need of love; ace frehley x reader (fic)

ace frehley x pauls sister! reader

eric carr x shy! fem! reader

ace frehley (space ace) x fem! reader that he accidentally abducted

speedin' back to my baby ; ace frehley x reader

slashers;

chucky x depressed! teen! reader (plat)

headcanons of fem! teen! reader having a nightmare about chucky (plat)

[dominantslasherking]

Okay okay hear me out; in the flashback from Curse of Chucky we find out that Charles was obsessed with and wanted a family with Sarah Pierce, right? So what about Charles Lee Ray with a breeding kink? 👀

Chucky with Dominant Male S/o

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+.

Warnings: Mentions of practicing voodoo pregnancies, so Mpreg

His body squirmed and body shivered at your touch, Charles who liked to go by Chucky, loved feeling your cock hit the deepest part of his insides, He wanted you to fill him up every single time the two of you had sex; to feel the warm fluids gushing deep inside him over and over.

"Fuck! HARDER!" Chucky screamed as you relentlessly pounded his puckering hole. Chucky had always daydreamed of moments like these, where you would fill him up with your seed, fuck he wants you to fill him up so he could get pregnant, he knew he couldn't have kids...because well he was a male--but that doesn't mean he doesn't try.

He researches all kinds of voodoo spells that would possibly have the chance of him getting pregnant; But back to the current situation.

Chucky's hands eagerly roamed your body, before he gripped onto your shoulders as if to steady himself from you completely impaling him with your giant length swindling in and out of his entrance.

His cock squirted out cum, feeling you empty yourself deep inside him, but no, that wasn't even the main dish, you kept pumping in and out of the slasher. Chucky's head was lolled back, drool falling out of the side of his mouth, as he tried very hard to stay somewhat conscious and not drunk on your cock.

Before Chucky knew it, you had flipped him around, he felt you place your hands on his cum covered ass cheeks and gripped them. Chucky lay on his stomach, as you slid inside him from behind. Chucky at this point couldn't even feel his legs, as they were rather numb and slick from all of the cum you had emptied either on him or inside, when you did empty it inside him, most of it would leak out from, your constant pumps inside him.

Chucky's hands grip the silky sheets hard, as his knuckles turn white, his cock was weeping in pure pleasure, "Fuck--J-Just---Empty---" Chucky had to gulp on his saliva and a relentless moan whimpered out before he finished his sentence, "All of it---inside!!" He cried, feeling you thrust hard before emptying your last load of cum inside him for tonight.

Touching his belly is what Chucky did as his face was slumped into the pillow, just by lightly tapping his swoll belly, he could tell it was full of cum, when he did tap it: cum started to pool out of his ass.

[ynbabe]

Batfam x male reader

Jason: How did you know there would be an extra uniform in the bag?

Tim: Everyone knows flight attendants are required to carry extra uniforms, in case they get called to work unexpectedly.

Dick: Or if something happens to the one they're already wearing.

Tim: Everyone does not know that. How did you both know that?

Roy (yes he’s a bat now, no idgaf abt queen): Worked airport security.

Jason and Y/n: *Simultaneously* Slept with a flight attendant.

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Jason: *sighs* I have no friends...

Y/n:

Y/n: *coughs* Bitch, what am I? A roach?!

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Tim: I can’t go, Dick’s mad at me 

Y/n: Why?

Tim: Well there was too many people watching on the Netflix account so I texted him and told him to check the news ‘cause Batman was dead and when he saw I was lying he couldn’t get back onto the Netflix because I had taken his spot

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Jason: [on the phone] Hey do you remember when I said that me and Y/n were gonna have a calm night out?

Steph: Yes?

Jason: How much bail money do you have?

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Jason: [takes off his shirt and jumps into a fighting stance] Fight me you bitch

Y/n: [picks up Harley’s shirt and puts it on] What’s your next move?

Jason: Wait what-? Gimme my shirt back

Y/n: No you’ve made your decision 

Jason: L/n I’m cold

Y/n: Should’ve worn a shirt then

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Dick: Damian loves the outdoors

Dick: That time we went camping he was like Mowgli running around those woods

Dick: I swear Y/n, he was that happy that I honestly thought about just leaving him there

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Y/n: Are you all caught up on homework?

Tim: I have a project due on Tuesday and I’m not saying I haven’t started but if you ask to see what I’ve done so far there wouldn’t be anything 

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Y/n: Pete, why did you put syrup on the shopping list?

Steph: Cause I like syrup

Y/n: Yes but now it’s all sticky

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Y/n, serious: Don't go falling in love with me

Jason, also serious: Yeah, that's not a problem

*A few days later*

Jason: *yelling as he runs to Dick's room* DICK, I HAVE A PROBLEM

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Dick: Do NOT drink the night before the awards ceremony 

Jason: Yeah yeah, be on time, don’t mess things up

Dick: NO. Alfred’s booked a bagpipe choir. You do NOT want to be hungover for a bagpipe choir

Y/n: Oh fuck

Dick: We’ll go out AFTER the ceremony

Dick: When the bagpipe choir has left the premises 

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Y/n: Tim got so drunk last night he puked all over my living room

Tim: It was the laughing! You made me laugh and I threw up!

Jason: Yeah it wasn’t the nine vodka sodas, it was the laughing

Y/n: “Oh my god! I drank so much laughter before this!”

Tim: 

Jason: You owe us a new rug

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Y/n: [climbing down the side of the building]

Tim: Y/n!

Tim: Y/n come back! You’re gonna miss your cocoa!

Y/n: [in the distance] I know!

Tim: Well can I have it then?

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Jason, after getting Tim duty: Horror movies don’t scare Tim

Dick: But Chuckie is so creepy though

Tim, spending wayyy to much time on Y/n with this: If I had to fight Chuckie I’d stand in an open field and kick him like a soccer ball every time he came towards me

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Y/n: We need to find Dami, do you have a picture of him?

Tim: No but I can draw him from memory 

Tim: How tall is he? Like 2 feet?

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Y/n: Have fun at your party

Tim: Thanks

Y/n: You know what they say: “Liquor before beer, never fear. Don’t do heroin”

 Tim: It’s a parent-controlled sociale for rich kids in Gotham I’ll be back before 9

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Y/n: Fuck sake Bruce you said I had to babysit one kid

[Dick, Jason, Steph, Cass, Tim, Duke and Damian waving]

Bruce: They don’t exactly come separately... and you only need to look after Damian

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Y/n: [waking up from a near death injury] You were scared

Jason: Nah, I was waiting to inherit your millions

Y/n: Let me know where you find them, huh?

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Bruce: Can’t you leave Damian alone?

Tim: I got all the Justice league, young justice, teen titans, titans, everyone at WE and a bunch of interns to sign this notebook I had and then I wrote “Sign here if you think Damian is stupid” on the cover

Tim: He almost cried 

Tim: It was great

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Dick: Kid, could I have a moment in private with Y/n?

Tim: Sure, I’ll just plug my ears and sing an old sea shanty

Dick: Wait-

Tim: There once was a ship that went to sea-

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Tim, crushing on Y/n: Can I just say that I’d love to listen to you talk about Hell all afternoon Y/n

Jason, dating y/n and having met in hell: And can I just say that if I had my guns right now I’d shoot myself

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Y/n: Uhhh

Damian: *scoffs*

Y/n: You want a beer?

Dick: He's ten!

Y/n: I don't know, what am I supposed to do with him!?

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Damian: I wanna ride a horse

Y/n: Alright sweetie here’s the horse

Damian: That’s a horse? 

Damian: [picks up book] I thought this was a horse?

Y/n: Damian that’s a cow

Damian: I wanna ride that

Steph: Me moo

Y/n: You’re not helping 

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Tim, clearly drunk: I don’t even know how to drink! I’ve never had one! Like what do you even mix vodka with?

Y/n: A straw

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Y/n, at a PTM meeting: Wait- that guy is the bullying you?

Cass, under strict orders from Bruce not to fight: Hmm 

Y/n, knowing Bruce can’t say shit to him: [powering up] Not my first human, doubt it will be my last 

[nessamist]

╰┈➤ NESSAMIST RULES & REGULATIONS

REQUESTS CURRENTLY: OPEN

: ̗̀➛ be sure to be specific in your requests so i know exactly what to do!!

what i will write: headcanons, x readers, non binary readers, fluff, smut, dark content(ex yandere), polyamorous relationships

what i won’t write: incest/stepcest, pedophilia, large age gaps, daddy/mommy kinks, age play, intense bdsm, heavy angst, male reader, rape/noncon

FANDOMS/CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR:

yellowjackets - (only precrash for teens)

- vanessa palmer (adult)

- misty quigley (adult & teen)

- lottie matthews (adult)

- natalie scatorccio (adult & teen)

- shauna shipman (adult & teen)

- taissa turner (adult)

overwatch -

- elizabeth caledonia ashe

- angela ziegler (mercy)

- moira o’deorain

- amelie lacroix (widowmaker)

resident evil village -

- donna beneviento

- alcina dimitrescu

- daniela dimitrescu

wednesday -

- wednesday addams

- enid sinclair

- larissa weems

- marilyn thornhill (not laurel gates au)

cruella -

- cruella de vil

- estella miller

- anita darling

chucky -

- tiffany valentine

- glenda ray

- glen ray

- nica pierce

misc. characters

- eda clawthorne

- harley quinn

- barbara handler

(MAY ADD MORE LATER)

[vikkirosko]

Masterlist Single character

📞 Billy Lenz ☎️

Billy Lenz x fem!Reader headcanons Poor eyesight

🔥Brahms Heelshire 📋

Night visit

Brahms Heelshire x male!Reader headcanons

Brahms Heelshire x Reader headcanons Childhood friend

Traps

🧢 Bo Sinclair 🧰

Tattoo

Beauregard

Bo Sinclair x Reader headcanons A ray of sunshine

🕯Vincent Sinclair 🎨

Wax sculpture

Vincent Sinclair x Reader headcanons A ray of sunshine

🐕 Lester Sinclair 🛻

Lester Sinclair x fem!Reader headcanons Lonely traveler

Lester Sinclair x Reader headcanons A ray of sunshine

🔪 Michael Myers 🎃

Unsanitary conditions

Michael Myers x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

🔪 Corey Cunningham 🤡

👻 Billy Loomis 📞

Secret call

Billy Loomis x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

👻 Stu Macher 🔫

Stu Macher x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

Fight with parents

🪓 Jason Voorhees 🏕

Jason Voorhees x Reader headcanons Childhood friend

Jason Voorhees x Reader headcanons Height difference

Jason Voorhees x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

🥩 Bubba Sawyer 👔

Bubba Sawyer x fem!Reader headcanons Love at first sight

🥩 Thomas Hewitt 🔨

Thomas Hewitt x fem!Reader headcanons Pregnant wife

🔑 Norman Bates 🔪

Norman Bates x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

🕯Charles Lee Ray | Chucky 🔪

Chucky x fem!Reader headcanons Orphan

🚬 Tiffany Valentine 💘

🦌 Hannibal Lecter 🥩

💤 Freddy Krueger ⏰️

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Chuck Taylor x Reader - Post Stadium Stampede

The Big One

Chuck Taylor x Reader

smut, oral sex (male receiving), 18+

Chuck's hairline still had dried blood crusted to the roots of the follicles. You were sitting across from him at the tiny table in your hotel room, watching him eat his french fries. Every molecule in your body wanted to reach out and touch him, take care of him, wet a cloth and wipe his forehead. He noticed you staring and smiled. His mouth was still full. "Will you stop worrying?" He laughed. "I'm fine. I promise."

You trusted him. That was never the issue. The issue was you watched the match. You knew what they'd all put their bodies through. It was so hard to have to watch him on the monitor, to not be able to be by his side. "You still have blood in your hair," you told him softly, trying not to betray how desperate you felt.

He laughed again. "Yeah, but it's not my blood. That's the amazing part." He popped another three or four fries in his mouth. "See, usually the other guy wins, they play his music, and he walks up the ramp all covered with my blood. This time our dumb song played and I got to walk up the ramp covered in their blood. And some of Orange's, I guess."

You put your hand to your mouth gingerly. Suddenly your heart was swelling with so much pride you could hardly stand it. These last few weeks had been such an emotional roller coaster, and by some miracle the boys had won the big one and come out on top. Seeing them walk up the ramp together at Wembley, in front of so many adoring fans, it was too much for you to bear. You'd always known he deserved it, but seeing it happen was difficult to process.

Chuck finished his fries and licked his fingertips. "What's the matter? You don't believe me?"

Before you could answer, he stood up and scooped you up into his arms. You let out a short, loud yelp. "Chuckie!!"

He started laughing and swinging you back and forth while holding you bridal style in his arms. You laughed too, and wrapped your arms around his neck to held on tightly. As his movements started to slow, he kissed the top of your head. "What can I do to prove to you I'm fine?" He asked. You could hear him breathing heavier than before. His breath smelled like salt and fried food, but it was warm and pleasant on your cheek. You loved to be so close. "Do you want to kiss it better?"

He laid you down on the hotel bed and you propped yourself up on your elbows as he stood above you at the side of the bed. "Where does it hurt?" You asked him, your voice barely breaking above a whisper. You could practically feel your heart in your throat when you saw his expression soften.

He jumped over you and crashed down onto the empty spot on the bed next to you. "My arms are sore," he admitted, wiggling to position himself on his back with his head on the pillow. It reminded you of watching him position himself on the canvas as his opponent climbed the turnbuckle. You turned on your side to face him and planted a kiss on his shoulder, his bicep, the soft spot inside his elbow. "My chest definitely hurts." You leaned over further and kissed him through his t-shirt, your lips landing on the 'A' in 'STATLANDER.'

You locked eyes with him again, his eyes weren't so soft and melting anymore. Now there was something burning behind his irises. The same thing burning in your stomach as you felt the warmth from both of your bodies mingling in the middle of your hotel bed. Holding his gaze, you reached down and started to undo the buckle of his belt. He pulled his arms out from his sides to give you space, inviting you to continue. You pulled his pants down. He helped by shimmying his hips a little and lifting his butt off the mattress. He was wearing blue boxer briefs and you could tell he was already reacting physically to your touch.

You swung one leg over his inside leg so you were straddling it with one of your knees landing between his thighs. He laced his fingers together behind his head and grinned at you. "You're so fucking beautiful." Sometimes the way he complimented you, so confident and self assured, made you feel lightheaded. You leaned down, steadying yourself with your hands on his chest, and kissed him sweetly.

"I'm so proud of you," you whispered with your lips still practically touching his.

He put one hand on the back of your head, cradling your skull and pulling you back in for another deeper kiss. He wrapped his other arm around your waist to hold you tight against his body. Your lips moved easily against each other, tongues slipping past each other, figuring out where to go next. He pulled away first, threading his fingers through your hair and tugging lightly to expose your neck to him. Slowly, he kissed the center column of your throat, dragging his teeth gently against your skin. When he heard you sigh contentedly, he bit down softly and started to suck the skin until it turned bright pink. You whimpered and melted further into him until your chests were almost flush pressed together.

As his kisses slowed, you started to kiss his forehead, the bridge of his nose, his lips, his chin, his jaw, his neck. Then you shifted your weight down on the bed to continue down his chest and his stomach. You pulled the fabric of his t-shirt up slightly to kiss the exposed skin of his stomach, just below his belly button. Then, through the fabric of his boxer briefs, you wrapped your lips around his half hard member and exhaled until he could feel the warmth of your breath. His body shuddered and you smiled up at him. He brought both his hands to your head, fingers tangling in your hair without applying any pressure.

You tugged down the waistband of the briefs until his cock was freed, then cupped his balls with one hand, massaging tenderly as you planted kisses along his happy trail, turning as you reached his bush to avoid making contact to his cock with your mouth. He groaned but you could hear a soft chuckle at the tail end of the sound. He was getting harder in front of your eyes and his cock twitched slightly as he waited for you to take him. You sat back on your heels and pulled your shirt over your head, revealing a patterned sports bra. You used the hair tie around your waist to pull your hair back into a high ponytail. Smiling down at him, you licked your lips. "I want you to relax," you told him, placing a palm flat on his chest. "You earned it."

You bent back down, leaving your arm extended with your hand on his heart. He'd showered after the match and his skin still smelled like the Dove body wash that the hotel provided but it was mingled with that Chuck smell that intoxicated you whenever you drank him in. You took him in your mouth in one smooth movement, taking him to the hilt and letting his tip hit the back of your throat.

"Jesus fuck," he grunted as his hands returned to the back of your head. He'd often ghost his palms along the back and sides of your skull while you were working, as if he was guiding an opponent to the next move. It made you smile. With your free hand, you reached around and laid it flat on one of his hands until you could feel his palm and fingers all making firm contact with your head. He followed your lead and pressed his other hand down, thrusting up very slightly into your mouth until you started to gag around him. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he breathed. "That feels so good baby."

As he released his grip, you released your suction and pulled up slowly, sticking your tongue out and dragging it up his shaft to wet it as much as possible with the movement. You swirled the tip of your tongue around the tip of his cock, then took him in your mouth again, this time moving up and down a few times to establish a rhythm. You could still hear him sighing as he watched you. Every few bobs, you would lower your lips all the way down again, taking him into your throat and fucking yourself with his cock as your spit pooled around his base.

After a few minutes of this, when you came up for air again, he held your face in both his hands. "There's actually something I've always wanted to do," he said. He was panting slightly, his cheeks were flushed a deep red. "I think this bed has the right headboard for it. It's taller than ours at home."

"Okay," you grinned at him, wiping your lips with the back of your hand.

"Get on your back," he told you. You complied and he straddled you. "Can I fuck your face?" He asked, looking down at you. You felt a surge of heat rush through your entire body at once, like you'd been struck by lightning while you were already inside an erupting volcano. You nodded eagerly as you felt your face take on a deeper shade of red. "Okay. If it gets to be too much, just tap my belly three times." He grabbed your wrist, guiding your hand to his stomach. You tapped three times and he nodded. "Exactly. Does that work?" You nodded again, your breathing was starting to get shallow. There was that lightheaded feeling again.

He spit into his palm and spread it over his cock as he started to inch up your body until his thighs were under your armpits and his hard on was right in front of your face. Steadying himself on the headboard, he used his other hand to guide himself past your lips. He slid easily into your mouth, the spit that had been cooling in the air mingling with the warm spit on your tongue as he pushed back to hit your throat again. He stopped and looked down at you, checking to make sure you were alright. You blinked at him slowly to show you were calm and not to worry. Biting his lip in concentration, he put both hands on the headboard and started to move, fucking your mouth slowly at first but increasing his tempo as he went.

"Fuck baby that feels good," he grunted. "You're so good for me, baby." You stuck your tongue out until the tip poked past your lips, letting spit spill out past them and bubble up around the base of his cock. The wet sound of you gagging on him and his labored breathing filled the room. You could tell from the slight hitch in his hips as he moved that he was going to cum soon right before he asked, "Where do you want it baby?"

You reached back and put your hands on both his hips, holding him tightly so he knew he didn't have to stop. At the realization, he let out a shuddering sigh. His body tilted forward slightly and he thrust three more times, cumming in your mouth at the last movement. You rubbed the small of his back as he pulled out. He fell back to a seated position between your legs. He watched as you swallowed his load and wiped the sides of your lips with your thumb.

"Where the hell did they make you?"

"Born in the U. S. of A," you told him, raising your hand to your forehead for a salute.

He pounced on you, pinning your wrists on either side of your head and smiling down at you. "Do you feel better?" He asked, kissing you and nipping at your bottom lip playfully.

"You've still got blood in your hair," you told him with your brow furrowed. He burst into delighted laughter and rolled over to pull you into his arms and cover you with kisses.