#jason voorhees x fem!reader

[nobitchs-world]

Me: I love horror movie slashers

My scary ass if I ever saw them:

[multific]

A Proof of Love

Jason x Reader

Summary: Jason just couldn't look away from you.

He watched in complete awe as you held your baby in your arms.

The little boy, born a couple weeks ago, had him worried.

He helped you deliver the child, and Jason would be lying if he said he wasn't extremely anxious.

He was also said to see how his son resembled him more than Jason hoped.

The young boy although wasn't as deformed as Jason himself, Jason still felt guilty.

But much like with your husband, the little boy didn't scare you at all.

Jason watched as you lifted him into your arms for the first time and you cried.

He misunderstood at first, preparing himself for the worst when you simply said: "My beautiful little boy."

And since that day, Jason never wanted to stop watching you with your son.

Every day, he knew he had to leave and look around the camp, but he found himself going back to the bunker earlier than usual.

Jason never felt happier.

To hear your giggles or the soft snores of your son.

This time, he found you with the baby lying on your chest as you sat in the chair.

Your hand running up and down his little back as he slept soundly.

You smiled at Jason when you saw him enter the room.

"He tired himself out. He was crying. I think he was missing you." Jason walked over, he knew he had to do something, he just wasn't sure what.

You stood up and handed him the baby.

Jason sat down into his chair as now he had the baby.

"I love seeing him with you." you said as you watched the two with a smile. "I can tell he loves you very much, you are really good to him."

Jason wanted to say something, tell you that he was amazed every time he saw your son with you. He wanted to say how much he adored the way you sang to him. He wanted, but he couldn't.

And yet somehow, you understood.

"I think, since he is a combination of the two of us, and we love each other so much, he got it from us. He got our love for each other and so, he loves us just as much. Does it make sense?"

Jason nodded.

It did.

It did make sense.

The little boy was a proof of your love, and he loved you two just as much as you love each other, if not more.

Jason held out his other hand to you and you understood immediately.

You went over to him and sat in his lap, his free arm wrapped around you as he now held you both.

You laid your head on his chest, your let out a sigh as you felt quite sleepy now. It also didn't help how Jason was running his hand up and down your back.

You moved your arm around his neck and placed a kiss on his mask.

"I love you very much, Jason."

He knew.

He wanted to say it back, he desperately wanted to.

"L-love." he ended up saying and you smiled.

You understood.

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Camp Crystal Lake Masterlist ( Joel Miller fanfiction)

Joel Miller x f!reader (romance/horror)

Setting: Camp Crystal Lake

The reader is taking on the position of a camp counselor at the infamous Camp Crystal Lake. While she begins to enjoy her summer, even crushing on the camp director Joel, a killer lurks in the woods unbeknownst to anyone. 

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

[wtfdemother]

Slasher AU Voorhees!König yummy, hockey masks. NSFW below, happy Kinkvember day 12 ☃️🤝

post dividers by tsunami-of-tears

CW: Outdoor sex, creampie, he chases you around camp. Established relationship.

Voorhees!König X CampCook!Reader

Voorhees!König who was in a peculiar mood that morning. Hell, the sun wasn’t even up yet and he was getting hungry. For food? Definitely, breakfast was on the list of things to do, among other things… namely you.

Voorhees!König who lazily laid at your side, waiting patiently for you to finally stir so he could kiss you. He waited, and waited, peering down at your peaceful expression as the first chirp of the morning song birds sounded outside your window. Warm sun rays bask the wood of the cabin in its gentle glow, you open your eyes. “G’morning…” a groggy smile tugs at your lips.

Voorhees!König who wastes no time reuniting his scarred lips to yours, how he loves the feel of them. Reverently he presses his forehead over yours and closes his eyes, taking a moment to inhale a deep breath in and appreciate what he’s got, of who he has. To be thankful of the face he gets to wake up beside to every morning. You. Sweet, beautiful you.

Voorhees!König who follows you around camp as you make your first rounds, knowing the place like the back of his hand plus your faithful routine. He uses this to his advantage later on in the day, where the sun isn’t as far up in the sky anymore and that it got a lot darker outside. You spook easy, and that greatly amuses him. He thought he’d have himself a bit of fun, already up to no good as he stalked the forest grounds, mindful for his size of the assortment of dead leaves scattered across the earth. Not making a peep.

Voorhees!König who looms over in the corner of your eye, Camp Crystal Lake was beautiful… when the sun was out to shed light on every nook and cranny. Not so much beauty anymore as it was terrifying now that the wilderness was shrouded in darkness. Still, something eerily drew you to that tall, dark figure who somehow gave the impression of dwarfing the tree beside him with only the width of his shoulders. “König?” You tentatively call out, hesitant to take a step forwards or back.

Voorhees!König who you couldn’t see clearly even in the dim, white light the moon offered. Something cold rushed down your spine like someone doused you in ice water. When the figure remained still you bolted, dread telling you to run. You were right, the person gave chase moments later. You speed through the cedars, left right left, dodging narrow paths and jumping over deeply embedded tree roots in the soil. You think you’re being clever changing directions, but no sooner did you hear the thundering steps of the man coming from behind you.

Voorhees!König who is hot on your trail, adrenaline burning in his veins as heavy footsteps boom through the forest. Your lungs burn, inhaling greedy gulps of air with every hastened breath. Your vision blurs and your ears ring loud enough to block out any sound. When your legs threaten to buckle underneath you, he catches you, sending both your bodies rolling down a pile of dead leaves, scattering them above in the crisp atmosphere.

Voorhees!König whom you can feel silently laughing to himself as he holds you close, mirth tinting a pair of baby blues behind that stupid hockey mask. Your nose turns sour from the smell of embarrassment, you scowl. “I hate you so much for that. Asshole.” You try to shove him but he doesn’t care, doesn’t even budge from his place. He cradles you on the forest floor, it’s not as cold and hard in his arms. He doesn’t let the adrenaline die down, tugging at his cargo pants until they sit snug at his hips. He lifts his mask up enough just to kiss you, roughly palming an asscheek as he swallows all complaints. “You didn’t have to scare me…” you mumbled against his kiss.

Voorhees!König who gives you one last sheepish grunt before sinking himself deep into your warmth, just wanting to fuck you nasty. His hips snap forward, stuttering to find a good rhythm, his mind too far gone to think about aesthetics now. He just wanted to fuck you raw, right now and here where you could be as loud as need be. His balls hung heavy with unexpressed semen, peering down at your caged form through the haziness, pupils blown and unfocused with want and desire swirled into one dangerous cocktail.

Vorhees!König who shamelessly groans into your ear, hoisting your hips up in the air as he grabs a hold of the ample flesh of your backside, hearing the wet, echoing sounds of flesh slapping with every given thrust. He just wants to be lost in you, consume you whole and let be consumed by the one he adores most entirely. He’s lost in the feeling, you coat him so generously in the sheen of your own arousal, he can’t help but to pepper your flushed, cherub cheeks in kisses as a silent praise. He grunts approvingly, wishing he could say you were taking him so well, instead he smooths the hairs back from your forehead.

Vorhees!König who can feel his cock twitch inside you, rubbing his face against your cheek in a wordless apology that he cannot last much longer. Your pussy spasms around his shaft before he could reach and it makes for his release all the stronger. You cry out his name in broken syllables, drawling out the letters until they intermingle with your moans. He bites down on your shoulder, hard, tears pour from the corners of your eyes as they roll to the back of your skull. A shared, searing warmth washes over you both as you come undone. König spills himself deep, hips slowing down their pace to a slamming halt, his tip probing at your cervix as it pulses ropes of his essence into your welcoming cunt.

Vorhees!König who lays with you until you both catch your breath, making no visible attempt to pull out, at least not anytime soon. He lays there with you on the cold, hard dirt, taking in the variety of smells of his surroundings. The fresh scent of damp soil contrasted with the heavy musk of sex in the air, he’s never felt so at peace with all this energy spent.

Vorhees!König who carries you back to the cabin like the gentleman he is, drawing you a nice warm bath before sinking in himself, nuzzling into your shoulder from behind. And before you crawl into bed that night, he kisses you on the crown of your head, only pulling away enough to sign, ‘I love you’.

Lucky him who gets to wake up to breakfast in the morning. He deserves it anyway.

[addicted-to-slashers]

Insatiable Hunger

POV: First Person

Characters: Jason Voorhees, Fem!fae!reader

⚠️Content Warning ⚠️: Mentions of gore, blood, and the consumption of body organs, read at your own risk!

WC: 375

For Anon, who asked: any of the slashers with a fae girl who basically eats people's livers/lungs/hearts to sustain herself, usually dines on the slashers' victims like "oh free food, cool"

The now deceased victim of Jason hadn’t seen you coming. They really thought they would be able to put an end to his rampage. As if he could be killed so easily. Well, you couldn’t be killed either.

“Thank you for the meal!~” You thanked after you had eaten their livers and lungs first, always saving the heart for last. It was the best part! How could you not savor it? You were the most unique kind of fae, you had to eat organs to sustain yourself.

And you had entered a symbiotic bond of sorts with Jason, the hockey mask serial killer, you would eat the heart, lungs and livers of whatever victim he had to slay and he would get rid of their bodies afterward. You never knew what he did with them.

Perhaps he threw them into a large body of water like the ocean?

Dissolved them in acid?

Left them in a public place for someone else to find?

Oh well. That wasn’t your problem to worry about. Your hunger was satiated and that was all that mattered to you. You licked the blood off of your fingers after consuming the last of the heart, careful not to get any of it on your dress. Looking towards Jason, you gave him a grin, which you knew if it had been anyone else, they would have been set running in the opposite direction, but Jason didn’t seem to mind.

“See you around!~” Before you could vanish, you felt a weight on your shoulder. “What’s wrong, big guy? Lonely? Want me to stay?” You lifted your gaze from Jason’s hand on your shoulder to his eyes, hidden behind his hockey mask. His expression was unreadable but at your question, he nodded. He wanted you to stay.

No one really wanted you around, particularly after they learned how you needed to sustain yourself, not even your fellow fae wanted you around.

But Jason wanted you around.

“Alright, I’ll stay. Let’s get rid of this body together.”

A serial killer and a fae. Who would have thought?

[imyourbratzdoll]

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[ghostfacesvalentine]

Princess treatment only - MultiMuse x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Multimuse x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Not many, some mentions of killing, but nothing graphic. Kind of fluffy

Type: HC’s

Request: N/A

Word Count: N/A

Prompt: Some HC’s as to how the muses would give the reader the princess treatment.

Notes: I don’t know where I was going with this, but this is mainly fluff, maybe sometime I’ll spice it up. I just had to get my writing juice brewing. Not proofread at all just go.

Jason Voorhees: Honestly, would treat you like a princess regardless. Will pick flowers for you when he’s outside. Always lets you borrow his flannels. Always walks in front of you to make sure there’s no danger, but looks back constantly to make sure there’s no danger behind you?? lmao. You won’t ever have to lift a finger when you’re with him. Literally at your beck and call. Will try his best not to kill in front of you, but sometimes it just ?? happens lol. Tries to be soft when touching you because you’re literally the most perfect thing that has ever crossed his path.

Michael Myers: Is your literal bodyguard. Will follow you anywhere and everywhere, you might as well call him your shadow. Lets you hug him and climb onto his lap whenever. Won’t hug you back yet, working on it. Nobody comes near you, no exceptions. Sorry. Stares at you most of the time. Can’t say it, but you’re literally flawless to him. Will use his body as a shield for you. Would kill anything for you. Eventually learns to put his palm against your cheek and that’s his second greatest accomplishment, the first being bagging you, literally and figuratively.

Tiffany Valentine: You won’t ever have to worry about a thing when you’re with her. Always gets her hands dirty for you. Lots of cheek and neck kisses. Praises your looks all the time. She will always brag about you whether it’s what you do, how you look, anything and everything. She would always make sure you have the latest clothes. She’d make sure you always had your staple make up pieces available. When it comes to killing, she’d get creative, that way you guys will never have literal blood on your hands, especially you, never you.

Billy Loomis: Lots of nicknames. Kinda only has a soft spot for you. Can never ever tell you no and stick to it. Won’t hesitate to kill anyone who makes fun of him for this. Drives you everywhere. Ties your shoes. Always makes time for you. Will help you pick out your outfits and tell you which one he likes and which one he doesn’t. Will wear the bracelets you make him. Anything in his closet is yours, help yourself. Always touching you, holding your hand, holding your waist, you’ve infatuated him enough to have him carelessly cover you in soft kisses, laying his head on your shoulder. Kinda creative with dates tbh.

Stu Macher: You will forever be his princess. Will carry you across puddles. Lots of cheek and forehead kisses. Would learn how to paint your nails for you during class. Always makes sure you have a good grade on your exam, whether he has to swap out the papers after class or make sure you get the right answers, you can absolutely count on him. You don’t have to use your brain around him, no worries. Thinks you look adorable in his sweaters, especially oversized. Loves when you sit on his lap. Prioritizes you over anything and everything. Even if you don’t like horror movies, Stu would absolutely find something else for you to watch.

Patrick Bateman: Honestly, when he falls in love with you, it’s princess treatment only. Will give you a skin care routine and help you follow through with it. Kind of makes you feel dumb, but not like a stupid dumb, more like a ‘oh dear sweet baby you are a little dumb but pretty, but dumb, let me help you’ Same thing if you fall asleep with your makeup on, Patricks on the way with the micellar makeup remover. Will speak up for you if you don’t like a service, he won’t be mean about it unless he has to. Always makes sure you’re hydrated (also part of your skin care routine). You will be a housewife/girlfriend. Feel free to splurge, you are his trophy princess after all. Will take you anywhere you want. Will make things up for you if he has to be at work late.

Leatherface: I don’t ever see a scenario where Bubba does not treat his s/o like a princess. It’s like part of the deal. Either way, expect wild flowers all the time. It’s his favorite thing to do for you. He even makes you a vase and makes sure your flowers are always fresh. Will literally die and kill for you without any hesitation. At his knees for you. Bubba will crawl to you across pins and needles if you asked him to. He’s always making sure you’re comfortable and safe, never hungry or in your mind for too long. Melts at your touch. Would learn how to dance just to dance to your favorite songs. Always gets awestruck with you.

Harley Quinn: Will absolutely take you anywhere you want, no matter how random it is. Always dazed when looking at you. Keeps pictures of you all dressed up in her bag or car or wherever she goes. Selina gave her a heart shaped locket once and yeah, you guessed it, the cutest picture of you is in there. Doesn’t hesitate to shoot any man for you. Leaves your face covered in red kisses. She would do anything to make you laugh. Anything you want, it’s yours! Just point at it.

Poison Ivy: Pamela will always spoil you, regardless of how you act. You’ve heard of people growing gardens for their s/o, she would grow forests for you. She’s the most gentle with you, gentle caresses and soft kisses. Paints your nails, brushes your hair while adding flowers into the locks. Always admires dressing you up and putting make up on you. Almost never wants you to leave. Slow dances with you. She’d do anything to keep you out of danger. You think Michael is a good bodyguard? Pamela is the bodyguard.

Bruce Wayne: hhnnnngh. Ok. No but you are the Princess Wayne. Spoiling you rotten goes without saying. Anything your little heart desires is yours. Helps you get dressed. His favorite is helping you with your stockings. Gentle kisses everywhere. Brushes your hair. Lifting you up constantly when there’s a crack in the pavement. Always the driver. Your safety is always first, always. No because whatever you want means whatever you want, which is why there are hello kitty plushies scattered across the Wayne manor. You’ve somehow managed to get your own cozy theater in there too. Princess treatment also means Bruce having to lay back just a teeny bit on Batman just to guard you too while you sleep.

Jason Todd: nmmnnmf YES. I don’t see him treating his s/o any other way. Lots of pet names. Loooves to help you get dressed. Sits you on the counter as he cooks. Never lets you out of his sight. Anything you want it’s yours. Always buying you cute socks and letting you wear his clothes. Forehead kisses. Oh man it’s so disgusting how much Jason loves his princess. Always taking pictures of you, no matter the angle. Would 1000000% tie bows into your hair if you asked.

Billy Hargrove: Honestly if he’s in love with you, princess treatment is granted. Always giving you his jackets, especially when you wear skirts or dresses out. Lifting you over mud and puddles. Subtle kisses on the head while you’re out. Body guard mode activated. He kinda becomes your shadow, appearing out of nowhere and greeting you with a kiss on the forehead. Ties your shoes without asking. Wiping any tears or smeared makeup off your face. Winks at you all the timeee.

Steve Harrington: Kind of similar to Stu, he always makes sure you pass your class. Poor princess doesn’t use her brain in school, too busy trying to stay awake. Always gives you his jacket, even if you don’t want to wear it, he’ll wrap it around you. Finds any excuse to carry you or pick you up. So affectionate. Kisses on the cheek, lips, forehead. Sometimes he will miss and kiss your eye but ugh it’s so fucking cute. Only has eyes for you. Tying your shoes, putting your socks on, literally just dressing you in general is a must. Literally will take you wherever you want, whenever. Drops everything when you call. Such a sucker with the nicknames for you.

Steve Rogers: Ugh another one. Think of him as a body guard who you get to kiss and sit on his lap. Always drops everything to make sure you’re okay. Cannot take his eyes off of you. So smooth with the reassurance. Kisses on the forehead constantly. Always tucks you in. Would help you bathe if you asked. Pulls you onto his lap every time you both sit down. Whatever you want, you’ll get. If he can’t do it, he’ll find a way. Cups your face in his hands when you cry, kisses your tears away. Ugh he’s your literal teddy bear, if you don’t like to be smothered? Pick another muse.

Bucky Barnes: Similar to Steve, he’s your shadow, but he’s a little more … upfront with it. He’s constantly wrapping an arm around you, eyeing anyone who’s eyeing you. He’s so gentle if you’re sensitive. Kissing your cheek is his favorite. Always lingering his fingertips around your crevices. Makes sure you’re never hungry. Always up before you are. Lets you sleep in. If you fight, he will never raise his voice at you. Ready to carry you if you’re too tired to keep walking around. Slow dances with you just because. He’s always worried for you, making sure you’re okay, you’re not sick or hungry. Pet names with him are a must.

Loki Laufeyson: Okkkk and in what situation did you ever think loki was not going to give you the princess treatment??? You are literal Princess Laufeyson. Though he, and Sebastian maybe, are the only ones who can probably, maybe, say no to you, if you pout enough maybe he’ll come to a compromise with you. He never wants to upset you though. Would literally wipe out a small world for you. Or a few. Ok even betray anyone for you. Always cleaning your smeared makeup, fixing your hair, wiping you because you spilled your drink. He’s so devoted to you, im going to throw up. He devours you with his eyes from a distance, you’re never leaving his sight.

Cloud Strife: Ugh ok. Literal bodyguard, as he’s hired to be at times. At your beck and call, though he’d never admit it. Such a sucker and can never say no to you. Though it may take time, he can start calling you ‘baby’ ‘sweet girl’ ‘love’ he’s so infatuated with you and doesn’t know how to handle it. Your safety is his priority. Always listens to you ramble on and on. Brings you flowers for no reason other than he was thinking of you. He’s such a sucker for you. Follows you everywhere.

Sebastian Michaelis: He’s probably the most tame out of everyone but that doesn’t mean he’s not a sucker. There are rules he’s willing to bend for you, literally willing to kill anyone that has the slightest interest in hurting you. Always makes sure you’re fed and if you want a sweet treat, he’s on it. Listens to you talk, even if it’s silly. Dances with you almost every night. He’s so graceful with it. Dressing you and feeding you is his favorite but he might throw in a few teases “poor sweet baby, you haven’t woken up yet to tell your left foot from your right” as you rub your eyes with the wrong shoes on. Of course he’s willing to help, even if he has the idea that you do this on purpose, he's more than happy to oblige.

Spencer Reid: Though his job wouldn’t encourage it, he still drops almost everything to answer you. Always finds a way to share time with his job and his attention to you. Reads to you all the time, whether in person or over the phone. He’s always making comparisons of you being the princess in most fictional stories that you both come across. He’s so gentle with you. Caresses your face all the time. You lay your head on his lap or sit on his lap as he reads away. Always making sure to keep up with your well-being before his own. Would 10000% pick up a habit of writing you little notes or picking flowers for you or taking Polaroids or something to remind you of your everlasting presence in his mind.

[amomentsescape]

Could you write that the Slashers walk in on their lover changing and the lover has their top off, but is a bit embarrassed about their torso? -But kinda two versions though.

Such as a female lover with rolls or a chubby torso and a male lover with a more 'feminine' or hourglass torso.

Slashers with Reader That's Insecure About Their Body

Slashers x Fem! Reader, Slashers x Male! Reader

Includes: Freddy, Michael, Jason, Thomas, Bubba, Brahms, Norman, Billy, Stu, Vincent, Bo, Lester, & Hannibal

A/N: Each of the Slashers will have two parts: one with Fem! Reader and one with Male! Reader :)

Freddy Krueger

Fem! Reader:

He lets out a loud whistle when he first walks in to see you without your top on

But his amusement is quickly replaced with concern when he sees the small frown on your face

He immediately stands beside you and asks what's wrong

When you tell him about your insecurities and how you don't like what you see, he smiles softly

"Babe, you have a woman's body. And there is nothing sexier than that, hm?"

When you don't immediately respond, he begins pinching at your side a bit, starting to tickle you

You let out a few giggles as he pulls you close to him

"There's that smile."

Male! Reader

"Whatcha lookin' at babe?" Freddy asks, snapping you out of your thoughts

You just respond with a sad look

Freddy goes serious and asks what's wrong immediately

When you explain that you don't look "masculine" enough, he just laughs

"That's all phony," he reasons. "You'll always be man enough for me, and that doesn't have to do with how your body looks either."

When you give him a questioning glance, he just wraps his arms around you

"You fit perfectly in my arms like this, yeah?"

This causes you to blush a bit, making Freddy smile widely

Michael Myers

Fem! Reader:

He doesn't really acknowledge you changing right away until he hears a little sniffle

He instinctively walks over to you and begins to look you over, making sure you're not hurt

But when you subconsciously bring your arms up over your torso, he looks at you confused

"Do you think I'm... attractive?" you ask after a bit of him staring

He quite literally rolls his eyes and grabs your hands, pinning them behind your back

With his other hand, he begins to massage along each dip and curve on your body

He lets out a guttural "mine" into your ear

And that's enough to put you more at ease

Male! Reader

Seeing you without a shirt on wasn't an uncommon occurrence, but seeing the way you were looking at yourself was

He comes over to you and stares at your reflection, already waiting for you to explain what's wrong

Instead of just shrugging it off once you told him, he steps closer

"Don't doubt yourself," he huffs out

He looks you over once again and then rest his hand on your arm, giving it a squeeze

He may not be the best at reassurance, but even just him trying to is saying a lot

And it's enough to make you feel a little more comfortable

Jason Voorhees

Fem! Reader:

You could see him freeze up from the mirror when he entered the bathroom

Even after all this time together, he still becomes shy during private moments like these

But when he sees your sad face, he doesn't hesitate to step further into the room

When you finally tell him what's going on in your mind, he immediately shakes his head in response

You give him a confused look

It's then that he gets on both of his knees in front of you and pulls your whole body to him, his head resting on your torso

He won't let go until you tell him that you're feeling better

Male! Reader

He drops his machete down on instinct, pulling you away from the mirror

You explain to him how you're feeling about your body, and he responds with a tilt of the head

He thought you were perfect, and it seemed crazy to him that you didn't feel the same

He quickly decides to lead you to the couch, holding you close to him

He gently rubs up and down your back, his silent way of soothing you and showing appreciation towards your body

He's willing to do this all night if he has to

As long as you're feeling better, that's all that matters

Thomas Hewitt

Fem! Reader:

He walks in and gives you a big smooch on the cheek like he does any other day

But instead of seeing you smile, he's met with a sour expression

He tilts his head in question, prompting you to talk to him

When you explain what's going on, he just looks at you in disbelief

How could you feel insecure at all? You are literally the most beautiful person he has ever met.

He moves in front of you and motions to your whole body with his hands

He then places them onto his chest, his way of telling you that he loves you

In response, you step into him and immediately feel his arms wrap around you, rocking back and forth a bit

Male! Reader

He smiles widely behind his mask at the sight of you getting ready for bed

But it soon drops when realizes that you are unhappy

After telling him your insecurities, he quickly grabs your hands and holds them in his

You can see in his eyes that he's genuinely sad that you feel this way

He'll hold you hands like this all night if he has to, not letting you go until he's certain that you're feeling better

He really wishes he could verbalize just how perfect and manly your body is to him

But what he can't express through words, he'll happily communicate through his actions

Bubba Sawyer

Fem! Reader:

He lets out some happy claps when he steps into the room, already showing you praise for your body

You can't help but break out into a small smile, but your mind still felt heavy

He begins to show concern when he sees you aren't as happy as he is and walks over to you immediately

Before you even have time to explain what's wrong, he has you hoisted in his arms

He's spinning you around, bouncing up and down, and basically just trying to shake some giggles out of you

It inevitably works, and you find yourself unable to remember what had you so down in the first place

Male! Reader

Bubba can't help but admire you for a bit, just feeling all giddy with finally seeing you after a long day

But once you explain that you're not feeling well, he shows concern

He looks you over, completely confused on how you could ever feel self-conscious

It's at this that he also strips off his shirt, standing right next to you in the mirror topless

The suddenness of his actions causes you to let out a quiet chuckle

Bubba responds in delight, bouncing a bit beside you

And you better believe that if you find yourself feeling down again, he will not hesitate to rip off his shirt again in any attempt to make you smile

Brahms Heelshire

Fem! Reader:

To be completely honest, Brahms is always lurking around somewhere

So when he sees from the walls that you're looking sadly at yourself in the mirror, he quickly hops into the room with you

"Don't," he orders you, making you face him instead

When you give him a confused look, he sighs

"It is an insult to think you are anything but beautiful," he speaks roughly

When you look down towards your feet, he grabs your face and makes you look at him

The moment you try to say anything, he smashes his lips to yours and silences you immediately

Male! Reader

Brahms has never shared any preference to how you looked

Everything about you was attractive to him, so seeing you pick yourself apart was more than frustrating

He quickly pulls you away from the mirror and has you stand in front of him instead

He takes your hand and places it over his chest

"You feel that? It's beating for you."

He'll keep your hand there until he's content with how you're feeling, quickly planting a kiss on your lips

The next day, you find that the list of rules has an extra step now

Will tell Brahms that you're handsome before bed

Norman Bates

Fem! Reader:

He can sense something is off pretty quickly when you don't greet him at the door like normal

When he questions it, he finds himself in disbelief

He didn't think it would be possible for you to see yourself as anything but pretty

He quickly pulls you into a hug and shushes you, swaying back and forth

"You are so beautiful, I promise. And it's a privilege to be the one to prove it to you every day."

This is enough to bring tears to your eyes as you cuddle into him further

Male! Reader:

"You look great," Norman says when he enters the room

But you only respond with a huff

This causes him to walk over, asking you what's wrong

When you tell him, you can immediately see the sadness in his eyes

"Oh, honey, none of that is true."

He steps closer with his arms slightly open

You take this as an invitation and hug him, feeling him rub your back softly

"You'll always be the most wonderful person to me, inside and out," he whispers

Billy Loomis

Fem! Reader:

His jaw goes slack when he walks in on you topless

But he immediately snaps out of it when he hears you sniffle a bit

The moment you tell him what's going on, he lets out a humorless laugh

"Every curve and every mark turns me on so goddamn much, don't you know that?" he whispers into your hair

He massages along your back and helps put your tense muscles at ease

"I can't get enough of you. I thought you'd know that by now."

He begins nipping at your shoulder a bit, finally forcing a smile out of you

Male! Reader

He gives you a quick kiss to the forehead when he first sees you

But when he immediately feels you tense up, he knows something is wrong

He gives you that look and you know that you have to spill the beans

When you finish telling him about feeling insecure, he scoffs

"Babe. I am the most shallow person I know. Your body is absolutely perfect, and that is the damn truth."

You give him a small smile at this

"And if anyone made you feel like this, tell me. They won't ever be a problem again..."

Stu Macher

Fem! Reader:

"Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes," he says with a big goofy smile

But when you don't respond right away, he comes up to you a bit worried

He quickly ushers you to tell him what has you so upset

You tell him and he gets the most baffled look on his face

"You're joking, right?"

When you just stare at him, he quickly spins you around and places his hands on your stomach

"Look at you. You've gotta be blind to not see how hot you are."

He begins to tickle your stomach, causing you to smile right away

"That should be how you react every time you look at yourself, babe."

Male! Reader

Stu gives you a big smooch when he first gets home

Before you can even say anything about how you're feeling, he breaks out into a wide grin

"Look at you, baby! I am dating the most perfect man."

With that, he grabs your hand and makes you do a spin for him, looking at your topless figure

"I'll never get used to this sight," he mutters mostly to himself

This has you blushing immediately, and you can barely even remember feeling self-conscious earlier

Leave it to Stu to make you feel better without even trying

Vincent Sinclair

Fem! Reader:

His shyness immediately dissipates when he realizes that you had been crying

He can feel his protectiveness kick in as he rushes over to you and looks you over, making sure you weren't hurt

When you reassure him that you're okay, you're just feeling self-conscious, he becomes confused

How could someone like you ever know a day of insecurity?

He thought you were an angel

He gently places his hand on your cheek and rubs away any residual tears

He simply shakes his head at your words, silently reassuring you that you were absolutely stunning in his eyes

Male! Reader

When you first ask him what he thinks of your body, Vincent immediately turns red

When you ask again if he really finds you attractive, he nods his head dramatically

Of course he did. Why would you think otherwise?

When you eventually share how you're feeling towards your body, he seems bewildered

When he sees you tearing up a bit, he immediately rummages through his desk and pulls out a little wax figurine

You quickly realize that it's you

He made a little statue of you because of how beautiful you are to him

That gets you crying for a different reason

Bo Sinclair

Fem! Reader:

You can feel Bo's wandering eyes the moment he enters the room

Normally, his attention would make you feel good, but today didn't feel normal

The moment he feels you freeze under his touch, he pulls back with a look of concern

When you express that you're not feeling good about how you look, he scoffs

"Darlin' you really think I'd be here right now if I didn't think you were drop dead gorgeous?"

When you shrug, he rolls his eyes and squeezes you into him

"A little extra somethin' never hurt nobody..." he says, kissing the crook of your neck

Male! Reader

Bo goes into murder mode when he sees how upset you are

"Who did this?" he asks

But when you explain that it's all because of your insecurities, his face softens

When you tell him that you feel like your hourglass shape is unattractive, he walks up to you

He places his hands right where your waist comes in and gives a little squeeze

"This is my favorite part of you," he smiles. "It fits my hands just right. Don't you see how perfect you are for me, just like this?"

You become shy at his words so he cups your face and brings your gaze back to his

"No reason to be thinkin' like that now," he reassures

Lester Sinclair

Fem! Reader:

He lets out a "wow" when he sees you topless at first

But when he walks up to you and feels how stiff you are, he realizes something is wrong

"Sweetheart, I promise you are the most beautiful person to me. I don't even know how I got someone like you."

He motions to your torso area

"All this is perfect."

When he finally gets a soft smile from you, he breaks out into a similar grin

"You know I've always liked having something to hold onto," he teases, making you give him a teasing slap on the shoulder

Male! Reader

He's quick to rush over when he sees your sad face

He sits beside you, fully willing to wait however long you need to open up to him

Once you do, he shakes his head in disbelief

"Darlin' you must be goin' crazy if you think you look anything but perfect," he says seriously

When you don't respond right away, he slides closer to you

"I ain't lyin'. If you paid any attention, you'd see me starin' at ya all the time."

He nudges you a bit and this breaks loose a little smile

"That's it, darlin'. Keep 'em comin'."

Hannibal Lecter

Fem! Reader:

He can immediately tell something is off when he walks in

He quite literally knows you better than you know yourself

You don't even have to say anything for him to walk over and stand behind you, his hands resting along your waist gently

"Your body is what ancient goddesses were modeled after. I wish you could see how worshiped you are."

He takes your hand and brings it up to his lips and kisses it softly

You just look to the ground, blushing

"I suppose this will be a lesson that needs to be taught," he pulls you closer to him, "Let us begin now, hm?'

Male! Reader

Hannibal's specialty is reading people like books, and you were clearly no exception

He pulls you to him and has you sit on his lap

He often does this to help you feel more comfortable

He waits patiently for you to explain what he already knows

"Masculinity, my dear, is nothing but a construct. You can't lack something that only exists in disillusioned people. You have and always will be beautiful in my eyes."

You crack a small smile at this, not used to him being so open with you

"Now, put on that shirt you love so much and join me downstairs for dinner," he speaks softly

[anomaly-hivemind]

Whore Convention ☆ Ghostface, Michael Meyers, Jason Voorhees, Pennywise, Jeepers Creepers, Slenderman, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Albert Wesker, and Pyramid Head x Reader | Kinktober Day 9

Summary: Part two of horror convention, reader uses their VIP pass to have some fun at different stations.

Word Count: 2673

Tags: free use, gangbang, rough sex, overstimulation, mask kink, cum as lube, fem reader,, degradation, spit-roasting, creampies, convention, non-human characters, non-human genital, size difference, size kink, large cock, manhanding, spit as lube, face fucking, semi-public, multiple orgasm, vaginal fingering, monsterfucking, double penetration. Anal, tentacles, bukkake

It's that time of year again, it was time to go to another horror convention. You have been to a couple of them, all very entertaining in their own right but this one feels like it's going to have a different vibe at least according to your friend. She had gone to her first convention last year and swore that it was the best experience of her life and even changed her forever. ( her words). She gave you her VIP ticket because something had come up and she couldn’t make it. So she begged you to go, like literally begged and you were sure she would have cried if you said no. Saying that this opportunity could not be wasted just because of her and that quote on quote someone needs to have their holes filled in her place, which you are sure is some random euphemism she made up or something.

You had nothing better to do on a near Halloween weekend, nothing you cared about that is. You put on a nice cosplay from Jennifer's body. You were wearing a very purple cheerleading outfit, its skirt wasn't incredibly short and the top even though it was long-sleeved was a bit too small so it was a bit cropped. But that's all alright because you look good and a few people recognized the DK on the shirt.

You looked down at your VIP pass to see the location and the time. As well as a cute little skull on the corner. It was on the furthest corner of the building you were in but you still have time to buy or look at a few things before you walk over to that event spot. All you got were a few posters for your room, you even had time to put them back in your car.

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You walked to your Vip event spot in the convention building. It didn't seem like there were a lot of people over here beside you. A person leads you into the room and you go and sit in the small crowd. The spokesperson you assumed got on the stage and spoke into the mic.

“May our lucky vip please come to the stage” the woman spoke and everyone waited For someone. You also look around for a moment wondering who it was but no one came to the stage.

“um if you have a skull of your pass you our lucky vip… could you come on the stage.” You looked down at your card… and noticed that you had a skull. Well shit.

You reluctantly get up and head to the stage, after you were sure that no one else was gonna get up and then confirm once with a door staff that you were in fact the person they were talking about. While they shoved a paper for you to sign, you didn't bother reading much of it and just wrote your signature. It was something like a consent to participate in the event and you didn't want to be kicked out so you didn't hesitate.

You look out in the crowd, now feeling like there were more people now that you weren't among all of them and a bunch of them were in hardcore cosplay.

“Now look at you all pretty up for our little event.” the woman said and could you hear her southern accent. You smiled and thanked the woman.

“What am I supposed to do?”

“Well why don't you pick a set of crowd goers. Doesn't matter how many.”

You assume this was some kinda cosplay contest and you got to pick. You picked A secluded few people who looked like they were straight from the respective franchise.

They all came up to the stage one after the other. You had to pick the Creeper, it almost gave you chills looking at him, the fit was spot on. Then you picked a Pennywise because you love a good clown. Purely for nostalgia you picked the few creepypasta you saw that being Eyeless Jack and Laughing Jack, you were sure that the slenderman had mechanical tentacles that even looked wet. Then your guilty pleasure of yours from all the mask wearers Ghostface, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees and Pyramid Head and lastly you picked the Person who basically Could be his doppelganger Albert Wesker.

You shiver now they are all in front Of you. They were huge, like unnaturally so and you can't tell nor see any stilts. It makes A nervous sound come out of you as you have to look Up at most if not every single one of the men In front of you.

“Well that's a hefty pickin’s you've got.” The woman said before snapping her fingers a few times. Quick moving staff brought up some kind of privacy curtain. It made you confused. You looked at all ten of the people you had selected and just stood there.

“Well make sure you get a wheelchair after the event but don't keep your guess waitin’” she smirks.

“What?”

“You sighed the paperwork right?”

“Uhm yes?”

“Oh then your good, have fun being fucked and sucked.” with those words the spokeswoman ran off stage.

Your eyes widened as you realized what you had signed you for, that being to your consent form for some sex event your friend was supposed to be at instead of you. A shaky breath leaves your lips, you really picked a group of strangers to fuck you. A group of men who were all taller and bigger than you. What was most shocking to you though was the fact that you weren't fully opposed to all of it, if not a bit nervous. But you were down for it in a slightly whorish way.

Up close you couldn't help but look at how detailed each Of these men looked, if you were delusional or something like that you may assume right away that they were the real thing, but that was a completely crazy idea. Right?

Ghostface was the first to make a move on you. Practically ripping your shirt off and it falls to the ground then stealing your panties which you don't think you'd be getting back anytime soon or at all for that matter. You felt like the main character a porno being topless with just a mini skirt and shoes on. All of them were muttering pleased comments for the most part.

“What a willing whore” Wesker said, and his voice caused you to shiver in delight from how spot on it is. Actually they all sounded like their canon voices at least the talkers did. You didn't get much time to be shocked or think about it, when a tendril brought you to your knees. It felt slimy and wet and you couldn't help but touch it.

Jason bends your ass up as rubs his fat fingers between your folds. You bite back hiss, it was too much fiction too soon. Who noticed and pulled away for a moment . The Creeper smirks before moving near Jason and spits on you. You feel his thick saliva sliding down your lower lips and a bit down one of your legs. Jason moves his fingers back against his folds, this time with much ease. You could feel your arousal start to make way now.

The one with The blue mask stands in front of you while unzipping his pants. His cock jumping for your attention, you wrap A hand around it. You cover it in your mouth’s moisture and give it a few strokes, effectively coating his gray shaft with your spit. You open your mouth to get ready to take him. You look up at him as he grips your face and shivers his cock into your mouth. You gagged around him as the rough actions but try to avoid biting him. He was so distracting that almost didn't register Jason pushing two fingers into your walls. His fingers were very thick and it caused you to moan and Eyeless Jack's cock.

“Going a bit easy there” the scratchy voice of the monochromatic clown laughed out.

You weren't paying attention to what the clown said because all you really could think about was how good Jason was making you feel. You could feel your orgasm jumping to make a first appearance everytime you would feel the hockey masked man’s knuckle constantly brushing at your clit. Eyeless Jack was getting sloppy with his thrust and you knew he was getting closer and with you hollowing out your cheeks to help he started to topple over with pleasure. His cock throbbed a few times before shooting his load into your throat forcing you to swallow the cool liquid.

You were falling into your own peak and you could feel it becoming one with your senses, your eyes closed tight and your legs shaking as you fell past the teerting edge. You wanted to curse out as your orgasm gets cut short when Jason gets pulled away by another person, effectively ruining your orgasm. You let out a whimper, but it didn’t take long for the hole to be filled, you get shrouded in the shadow of the muscular pyramid head. You looked back at the beefy man and shivered. He was huge, very potential to be seven feet tall. He plunges his cock into you, and a scream, even with how wet you were he was large and stretching you out. Your eyes watered and a part of you felt like you could die.

“That's what I like to hear” Pennywise chortled with sadistic amusement.

Pyramid head was rough on you, completely focused on himself and made sure that you were taking him fully with each thrust. It was as if you were mush and you didn't think you could be overwhelmed so fast but you were, and if slenderman’s tendrils weren't holding you up, you'd surely collapse on the stage floor. The tentacles were kneading and groping your breast with a slick texture that was cold on your skin. He was moving with little mercy but even passing the hurt it felt good to you. You could feel him throbbing inside you, it almost felt like you had a lower heartbeat because of it. You wanted to use one of your hands to touch yourself up. It gets taken and occupies hisdick.

“Sluts worry about others first.” Ghostface spoke using your hand to stroke his cock.

You moan, feeling your eyes roll back when a new contender moves in front of you. You look up at them, it was Jason; your gentle giant that had done some help, loosening you up. You open your mouth for him, your tongue hanging out ready to take him. He pushed his thick length into your mouth, you wrapped your lips around him and started to suck him off. It was the mix of Pyramid head getting ready to fill you with his seed, sucking off Jason and jerking off Ghostface. It was a complete sensory overload and you don't know if you'll make it to the end of it all. It was a mix of muffled groans and your also muffled moans.

You feel the borderline hot cum filling you up and trying to push past his cock. He makes sure to pull out of you as slowly as he could as if he didn’t want to leave Pennywise the first to take his place and quickly while wiggling his fingers before coiling around his hips. His cock felt like he was shifting inside you. It has ridges that were scratching at your walls pushing cum deeper into your cunt. He was thrusted into you into you wildly; he was giggling wildly with each movement.

Slenderman comes up from behind you. A slimy tendril prodding your tight ring of muscle. He circled around the outside spreading slimy fluid before he pushed in the wriggling limb. As he pushed it deeper into your rectum. The circumference widened. It stretched your whole beyond what you believed it could. He was literally in your guys right now, but it felt good. You moaned around the cock in your mouth with it pushed and wiggled around you.

When he slipped out his tentacle you thought it was over but then he thrusted in two of the appendages into your anus. You yelped around Jason and small tears sprang in your eyes. Surprisingly though, it didn’t hurt as much as you thought it would.

Jason fills your mouth with his gooey essence, happily. Then after him cums Ghostface, coating your hand in its sticky substance. The domino effect causes you to have yet another orgasm and as you clench around Pennywise swells up a bit before filling you with his rainbow clown Jizz.

They leave you a cum dumped mess with slenderman’s appendages rocking in their pendulum pattern. You felt like you were going to pass out but your holes still had a guest to attend to. Wesker and Myers go for your mouth and cunt respect. Weaker pulls your hair back as he pushes his cock into your hole and Michael was basically throat fucking you.

The Creeper and Laughing Jack then made you stroke them off. You felt like you had been thoroughly passed around and anyone Who had you before was jacking off as you got used like a fleshlight. You have another climax and you were sure everything had gone dark for a few seconds but the bounce of that seemed to matter, to the men of the mattered.

“An Excellent whore to take all of us” Wesker let out a groan as he slammed his hips into you over and over. You felt like we're going to cum all over again. His words make you shiver a bit and you start to clench around him, he slaps your ass like a silent approach. Michael was holding your face with a tight grip as he would take slow strokes all the way out of your mouth before ramming back down your throat. It was causing gag reflects a bit as he ruts his hips into you.

The tentacles pumping in and out of you sped up, the tendrils rubbing against you and each other. It felt like ripples coming through them before warm fluid filled your anal cavity. The semen kept coming and coming it’s like it was almost never ending until finally he pulled the tentacles out leaving you back entrance gaping and puckering. The cum poured out like a water leak, dripping down your ass and legs. You glanced down to see the black viscous liquid creeping down your legs.

You felt like you may have choked to death if you went breathing through your nose. The Creeper was looking at you with a hungry gaze as he started to thrust into your hand. Michael started moving faster, taking shorter strokes between your lips before he let out a hushed breath of pleasure. You almost coughed up the amount of thick fluids that had filled your mouth at once, you managed, then he pulled away. Laughing Jack was tracing patterns into your skin as he let out stroke him at your decided pace. You hold his slender cock in your hand in a firm grip, he was already leaking cum before a strong spray hits you in the face.

You could hear some groans and muffled heavy breaths from the men surrounding you. Their hands stroked themselves with vigor. Seemingly all at the same time they blew their loads onto you, painting your bodies with an array of hot cum. All which coat your skin with different levels of thickness and temperatures. Some were stickier than others, some watery. Different colors and smell. They all were panting, you included when the spokeswoman came back with a towel and your promised wheelchair. You had no energy, barely any to get up and put your close back on.

Your friend was right, this was a life changing experience

[cherrybr4t]

bloody bar — choi seungcheol (m)

pic cr. pinterest!

pairing: bar owner!seungcheol x fem!reader

about: tis’ that time of the year—seungcheol’s love for halloween translates into him going the extra mile, to bring in fresh faces into his bar in town.

warnings: smut, the world sl*t, smoking (reader), jason voorhees mentioned, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex, oral (f.rec), oral (m.rec), fingering, slight brat taming, praising, creampie, tit playing

wc: 4.2k

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As quoted in Mean Girls, halloween is the one night a year when a girl can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it. Cady has never been more right, you think to yourself as you walk down the busy streets downtown, hand in hand with your other two friends—Yuki and Mona.

Surprisingly, this year, you three are not the exception, clad in sexy renditions of your favourite movie characters. You being Gogo Yubari—but with a tiny skirt and a shirt that seems to be barely holding itself together, Yuki being Mia Wallace, and Mona a ghost bride that keeps attracting the gazes of drunk teens.

Each of you on your second can of highball, arms locked together tightly as you three trudged down the streets to find the bar where the rest of the group is waiting at. Nothing like pre-gaming before the actual pre-game.

“Fuck, I need to pee.” Yuki whines as she downs her remaining highball before throwing away her empty can. A groan rumbles from Mona, which causes you to chuckle. “Looks like there’s a toilet up front over there,” you pondered, trying to get a better look at the building in front of you.

“Let’s go let’s go—I think the bar is somewhere here anyways,” Yuki pulls both of you to cross the road with her, briefly checking on google maps which she has had open for the past 20 minutes.

The building in front of you welcomes the group of you with an open foyer, and you notice the rows of neon lights across every floor of the building, each spelling out the names of different bars that seem to be booming with business.

“Fuck, I can’t hold it in any longer,” Yuki barely finishes her sentence before running off to the restroom at the end of the foyer. You finish up your can along with Mona, before deciding to light up a stick with her while waiting for Yuki.

Meet us at level 3, there’s an open smoking area here.

You light up a stick for yourself as well as for Mona, seeking comfort in the warmth down your system, in contrast to the cold night. Leaning against the wall, your eyes run through the bar fronts staggered on this level, admiring the amount of effort they took to showcase their halloween decorations.

While scanning, your eyes meet a rather...menacing one. A person with a Jason Voorhees mask is staring right at you, leaning against the parapet directly opposite you, while waving what looks like a fake decorative knife—as if saying hi.

You furrow your eyebrows, ignoring the slight scare you felt when you saw the mystery person wave at you. One thing about you—as much as you enjoy the theatrics of being out and about during halloween, you were definitely not the biggest fan of horror movies—especially ones with killing themes where the murderer is hiding behind a sinister mask. (read: Friday the 13th)

You look away, puffing out towards the sky before listening to Mona complain about her recent internship project.

“Hey,”

A deep voice muttered. While you knew it definitely could not be Yuki, nor were you particularly interested in entertaining anyone tonight, somehow your inner instinct brought it upon you to turn to the source of the voice.

The minute your eyes lay upon the man in a black suit next to you—you let out a yelp, jumping slightly and dropping your diminishing stick.

“Holy fuck,” you uttered, hands soothing yourself by patting your chest area. A loud chuckle erupts beside you and you just know Mona is intrigued by this mysterious man appearing beside you two.

The mask looks way more eerie and daunting up close, you can’t help but take a step back—stepping on your dropped cigarette at the same time. He chuckles, and continues to wave his knife while looking at you.

Mona speaks up, letting the man know how sick his costume is, and whatever he utters next gets muffled by your loud thoughts.

Fight or Flight. This is a stupid predicament to be even thinking about fighting or flighting—it’s halloween for goodness sakes. You’re bound to meet 20 more people with the same spooky masks, but at this very moment, you’re not liking the attention from this “killer”.

Flight it is. You grab onto Mona’s hand tightly before dragging her towards the toilet at level 3. Panting as you shut the door to the women’s toilet, you hastily pick up your phone to text Yuki about the change in meeting location.

“Y/N, calm down, it’s just a man in a scary mask that’s all,” Mona giggles as she takes in your slightly frightened state. You roll your eyes, shrugging her off, “and you—will definitely die first in a horror movie.”

“Hey! That’s offensive—we know the first one to die will be—.”

“Guys! I’m right, the bar is actually in this building, on this level actually,” Yuki bursts into the toilet, waving her phone excitedly with a bounce.

Mona looks over at me, smirking before holding onto both of us, “Let the night begin,”.

—

The bloody bar. What an apt name, especially for halloween season.

You squeeze through the crowd on the dance floor before finding the table where your friends are situated at. Loud cheers erupt from the table before they usher you to get more drinks to reach their state of high.

“I’ll go fetch us some drinks—cherry vodka?” Mona and Yuki nod eagerly before holding onto your belongings so you can carry the drinks over.

With the music pumping you up, you made your way to the bar at the back, smiling at strangers along the way—stopped by a girl dressed as The Bride, insisting that you both had to get a picture together.

After some quick snaps, you finally found yourself in front of the bar, alongside a few others waiting for their drink top-ups.

“3 cherry vodka’s please!”

“Coming right up!”

Leaning your elbows on the marbled counter, you hum along to the music playing while tapping your card to the beat.

“Why’d you run away so quickly Gogo?” That familiar baritone runs a chill down your spine and you turn to your right, only to see the same man waving the same plastic knife in your face.

“Well, quick tip. If you wanna hold a conversation, maybe not wave a knife in their face?” You snap back, effects of the mask starting to wear off with the alcohol making its way through your veins.

He chuckles, before tucking away the knife behind him.

“My bad, can I have a do-over with you, pretty?” He reaches out a hand in your direction, which you narrow your eyes at. He wiggles his fingers, urging you to go for it.

Hesitantly, you place your hands in his, eager to be done with just a quick shake of hands. But he’s faster, as he lifts his mask up a little, bringing your knuckles to his lips as he settles a soft kiss upon them.

“This outfit doing a thing on you?” You can’t help but bite back at this man—though he’s done nothing wrong, except looking like a nightmare you may have had after watching Friday the 13th.

“More so the pretty woman that’s in it, rather than the costume itself—though I must say, I don’t remember Gogo looking this…bewitching.” He tilts his head, and you see a hint of his eyes behind the mask.

You snort out a chuckle, “And I don’t remember Jason being this friendly,”

“Only to people he likes, and fortunately for you, you’ve caught his eye,” he leans in closer, and you sniff a hint of bergamot and vanilla.

“Fortunately? I need to be further convinced,” you hum, starting to warm up with the warm banter. You were always a sucker for straightforward guys anyway.

With a swift movement, he removes his mask completely, hands ruffling through his locks to fix his hair.

You were stunned—to say the least. The man in front of you had the prettiest eyes that seemed to sparkle the longer he looked at you, with the prettiest cherry lips and goodness—his dimples. His dimples that seemed to be screaming out to you, to poke a finger in them.

“Seungcheol,” his dimples make an appearance yet again.

You cleared your throat, “Y/N”. You swear you saw a flash of something in his eyes as you uttered your name to the gorgeous man in front of you.

“Y/N… let me get those drinks for you, yeah?” Before you could protest, he makes a few gestures towards the bartender, before grabbing the drinks and bringing them over to your table for you.

Raising your eyebrows, you scurry nearer to catch up to him, “You’re here often?” You could only assume by the way he has a tab open here, and by judging the chummy behaviour with the bartender earlier.

“Mmm, not quite…sometimes,” he shouts over the music that gets louder nearing the tables and dance floor. Handing over your drinks to you and your friends, words get stuck down his throat as your friends pull you away to the dance floor.

“I’ll catch you later!” You push away the feeling of disappointment, knowing he’ll be around anyway.

Drinks in your hands, you sway along to the music, pulling up with your favorite dance moves with your friends. Throughout, you feel a certain someone’s gaze on you, and with a sneaky glance towards the bar, you see seungcheol leaning on his back, arms crossed with his eyes unabashedly drilling holes in your face.

With an audience, you start to feel a little more bold, swaying your hips in his direction, letting your short skirt flap around, giving him a little show to gape at.

The feeling of being under his watchful eye makes your heart beat along to the bass on the dance floor, and you can’t help but revert your gaze back to him every 5 minutes.

Once he notices you taking a break, downing some water on an empty table, he makes his way towards you. Noticing him, you send him a saccharine smile as he leans down, “Care for a dance? Seems like your friends are busy,” his lips grazed your ear slightly.

Fuck what you said earlier—you could entertain people tonight, especially if it’s a handsome stranger though sent to you in a sinister way initially.

Chewing on your bottom lip, you nod before walking towards the dance floor, looking back at him, only to catch him entranced by your ass already.

You roll your eyes playfully, before catching his gaze. Giggling, you made a come hither motion towards him and he swears his heart is about to pour out in the middle of the dance floor.

—

He’s seen countless people swimming in and out of his bar, but he’s never encountered anyone as enchanting as you. He thinks he’s sick to his stomach at the wave of excitement and rush you bring to him—just by looking at him.

Seungcheol holds you close, and for someone who believes you can’t find love on the dance floor with musty smells and sticky bodies, he seems to be under a spell—one casted by you unknowingly.

He’d thought he lost a chance when you ran away from his initial approach—but when you strutted into his bar, he had a sudden gyration about the idea of fate.

“Thought I’d never have the chance to see you again, pretty. Can’t lie—when you ran away from me earlier, broke my heart a little,” he can’t help his mouth from expressing how glad he is to be dancing with you right now.

“Can’t blame me—it was kinda creepy, Jason’s not high up in my list of celebrity crushes,” you wrap your arms around his neck, giggling. “And, I’m here right now so—I’d say you have the last laugh,”

“Thanking every God I know for bringing you back to me, feels like Gogo was meant to end up in Jason’s arms tonight huh,” Cheol doesn’t know what’s wrong with him and why he’s appearing like a desperate 20 year old in front of you but, all he knows is that the feeling is mutual.

“Was I?” You start to lean closer, lips barely on his neck and he’s afraid you’d notice how quick his heart rate is right now.

“Don’t do this often but, I’d really like to show you, pretty,” he holds your chin up to look into your eyes.

—

The ride back to seungcheol’s house is filled with tension, with the slight nervousness as you think about the last time you’ve made such a reckless decision.

Somehow this doesn’t feel as reckless—it feels thought out, and pre-determined. As if his house was your final destination of the night all along.

Some jokes are cracked in his black porsche, and you notice how his hands grip onto the steering wheel so tight, it starts to turn white.

As if it were the last day on earth with no time to spare, he doesn’t give you time to admire his luxurious and stunning house, not even the bmw parked beside his porsche.

“Fuck, you’re sure about this right, pretty?” He holds your face close, kicking his door shut.

“Very. Want you to show me…show me why I was meant to end up in your arms cheol,” you whisper and he dies internally at the nickname you’ve given him.

“Okay baby,” he pecks your lips. “Gonna fuck the shit out of you pretty,” the moan you let out at that makes you embarrassed but he kisses you so fervently you know you’re not the only needy one.

“Safeword, need a safeword pretty,” he’s panting with urgency, walking you backwards while his hands are unwilling to let go of your face.

“Pumpkin,”

He giggles, gives you another peck on the lips.

“You’re adorable,” and you whine, letting out a gasp as he suddenly has you in his arms, princess-carrying you down the hallway, into his bedroom.

He crashes his lips on yours the minute your back hits the soft mattress, wanting to just kiss every breath out of you.

“So pretty, fuck, knew i had to get you the minute my eyes laid on you,” his hands travel under your shirt, softly caressing your tummy.

You moan at his confession, “you have me cheol,”.

“Yeah? I do, don’t I. Got your pretty ass under me, all I ever need,” a few movements and your buttons pop open, leaving him to drool over your swells covered by a thin bra.

His eager hands grasp onto your mounds, squeezing and playing so rough till it falls out of its confines, and he immediately gets a taste, licking a bud, swirling a tongue to get it hard and puffy.

“Fuck, feels so good,” you moan, legs shifting and rubbing against each other to find relief in the friction.

“So sensitive baby,” he groans, switching over to suck on your other bud, fingers twisting and pulling on the wet and puffy one. You cry out at the insane pleasure it brings you, feeling crazy that you want him to make you cum just by playing with your tits.

“Want more, need more,” you whine out, legs now tight around his waist, trying to lift your hips up to grind on his clothed bulge.

“Mm baby, be patient, I play the long game—won’t be inside you until you cum on my fingers and tongue.” Though his body betrays him as his bulge grows bigger and harder through his pants. You whine, too lost in the pleasure of rubbing yourself on him.

His grips onto your hips, slamming them back into the mattress to get control of the situation.

“I don’t play nice with brats, baby. Wanna be a good girl and stay still for me?” His warning does nothing but soak your panties even more and you nod, submitting his dark gaze.

“Words, need to hear you baby,” he caresses your chin with his thumb.

“Y-yes, I’ll be a good girl cheol.” He kisses you and continues playing with your tits, cupping them, tongue flicking left and right licking your buds together.

“That’s my good girl, knew you’d listen well to me,” he travels down towards your skirt, eyes hooded as he can’t look away from you. He lifts up your skirt to figure out exactly how much of a mess he’s got you in.

Pushing the thin fabric to the side, his index finger runs through your slit, gathering all your arousal, only to bring it to your face, “look at how wet you are baby, you’re fuckin’ drenched god,” he sucks his finger dry, before diving in with his mouth.

“Let me reward you baby, show you why it’s always worth it to be my good girl yeah?”

He licks up and down your slit, before pushing his tongue in your warm cunt, eliciting the loudest moan from you as of yet. “F-fuuck” you scream out as he starts to lap at your cunt like a starved man.

Removing your ruined panties to have better access to your clit, he continues his way up, tongue flicking that sensitive nub all around before sucking it completely, letting his pretty lips play around with your clit. His eyes never leave your face—wanting to savour every look your face contorts into every second.

“C-cheol—so good so good,” your broken moans encourage him to go on even further, as he pushes a finger in easily, sliding it in and out at a steady pace.

He hits two spots at one go, his slender fingers repeatedly rubbing against that friction pad inside you while his mouth stimulates your clit non-stop.

You start to tremble and shake around him, fingers grabbing onto his locks even tighter than before. He feels you clench at inconsistent paces, and observes the tightening of your core.

“You gonna cum for me baby? Like my good girl?”

Coherent sentences can’t seem to form as you let out strings of curses and moans—along with his name.

“Cheol, cheol, cheol fuck,”

“Yeah baby, I can tell you’re there already, cum for me, show me you’re my good girl,” and with that you let go, legs gripping onto his head so tight, shaking, upper body jerking up as you let out a cry.

He rubs your clit to help you prolong your high and you catch your breath slowly, back slowly touching the mattress again.

“You look so fucking gorgeous when you cum baby, need to see that face again,” he hovers above you again, this time attaching his sinful lips on your neck, wanting to mark you as his so badly.

“Take it off—want you inside me,” you tug at his pants, wanting to feel him wreck you completely.

Chuckling, he grabs hold of your hand, pinning them on top of you. “Have you forgotten who’s in charge baby? Don’t worry, I meant it when I said I’ll fuck the shit out of you,” stepping out of his pants, you feel your mouth water at the sight of his angry bulge pushing against his boxers.

“Wanna suck you off, can I?”

He groans, “fuck baby, how can I say no to that pretty face, c’mere” you crawl on the bed towards the edge where he’s standing, helping him get rid of his boxers.

His cock jumps and you already see hints of precum dripping down his girthy length. Laying flat on the bed, you push your ass up a little to give him a show as you start to stroke him, licking his pretty head softly.

“Fuck—no teasing baby,” he throws his head back, groaning at the sight of your pretty face taking in his cock, with your ass—god your ass, he wants to bury his cock in it this instant.

You take him in inch by inch, tongue at the base, flicking around while you swallow him whole. It takes a while, but you soon take all of him in. Moaning at how full it feels, you bob your head, hands playing with his balls, stimulating him even more.

“You’re gonna be the death of me baby, so fucking good to me,” cheol grabs your hair, and starts to guide your head, hips starting to fuck himself into your pretty mouth.

Loud groans erupt from his chest as he feels his tip reach down your throat, the way it tightens and pulses around his tip makes him dizzy.

“Gonna make me cum baby, hold on hold on,” his voice makes you drip more essence on his sheets—his moans together with the sexy chuckle makes you hold your legs together, not wanting to be further embarrassed by how wet you get so easily.

He slides out of your mouth, before instructing you to lay on your back. Grabbing both your legs, placing them on his shoulder before he lines his wet cock on your cunt, gathering all your essence on his tip.

“Hurry cheol—put it in, please,” whining at how empty you feel.

He slams his cock into you, and starts with a pace that makes you scream out at the repeated hits on your g-spot.

“Fuuck—cheol, wait,”

“Told you I don’t play nice with brats baby. You were impatient for my cock—I’m giving it to you now,” his hips never faltering as he continues to pound into you.

“Hhnnngghhm,” you’ve never felt this amount of immense pleasure hitting you so quickly, and all you can do is cry out his name.

“You got what you wanted baby,” he smirks down at you, grabbing onto your ankles tighter as he feels his cock grow tighter at how good you feel around him.

“I-i did, thank you, thank you—fuck, cheol,” you cry out yet again.

“Fuck baby—thanking me for my cock like a good girl now,” he reaches down to play with your clit, wanting to see you crumble before him again.

“I’m your good girl—please,” you throw your head back once you feel the tight circles drawn on your clit. You feel the impending tight feeling down your lower abdomen and you know you’re about to make a mess on his cock.

“That you are baby, fucking my good girl the way she deserves right? Gonna make you cum so hard around my cock baby,” he bites his lower lip, and quickens the pace of his hips and his fingers on your clit. He groans at the sight of white liquid painted on his cock, the ring forming as he thrusts into you.

“You feel so good cheol, so big so full, wanna cum already,” your mind fogs at the pleasure and all you can think about is chasing the high that is about to fall upon you.

“Cum for me baby, cum around this cock like the good girl you are, yeah?” And his voice was the ultimate key to unravel that knot inside you as you feel yourself spasm around his cock, loud cries from you wave after wave.

“You’re gonna make me cum baby, can feel you so tight around me,” you prop your elbows up at his words, moaning at how hot he looks chasing his high inside of you.

“You’d like that baby? Want me to cum inside you? Fuck look at you gripping me so tight even though you just came, so greedy for my cum aren’t you,”

“Yes yes yes, want you to cum inside me cheol,” you whine out, wanting to feel him pump himself inside of you. You beg for it like a broken record and cheol lets out moans and groans before he releases a thick spurt of load inside you, staying still as his cock continues to empty itself inside your warm and tight cunt.

Pulling out, he takes a step back to admire the mixture of your liquids together, oozing out of your pink and ruined cunt.

“Gogo was definitely meant to be in Jason’s arms tonight,” you let out with a breathy chuckle, and cheol brings his hands up to cup your face, swallowing your face whole again with an intense kiss.

“That was amazing baby, Gogo definitely needs to be in Jason’s arms for the rest of all the time from now onwards,” he snuggles his head in the crook of neck, kissing the areas he marked you earlier softly.

You giggle, before a gasp from the man on top of you brought you into a state slight panic, “What’s wrong cheol?”

“Fuck…I just left the bar running—never mind, Jeonghan’s got it,” he snaps his fingers before settling himself in the crook of your neck again.

You tilt your head in confusion, holding his head up to look at him, “What do you mean you left the bar running?”

Cheol’s eyes widen before he smiles sheepishly, “Right…I forgot to mention earlier.. Bloody bar is…my bar—well technically opened it with Jeonghan, the bartender earlier.”

It was your turn to let out a gasp, “Well, never knew bar owners were as enthusiastic in participating in halloween shenanigans,” you smirk towards him before settling down on his bed with him again.

“Lucky you,” he pinches your cheeks and you giggle, rubbing your nose against his, “Lucky me”.

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A/N: HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! a little late to release this but,, i hope u enjoyed this mini halloween fic <3 feel free to comment, leave some feedback if u liked it 🩷🍒 all love,, xx 💋

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[darkromanceenthusiast]

Slasher Masterlist

NSFW | Headcanons/ Multiple characters

Michael Myers

Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Vincent Sinclair (separate) with a S/O who chews their lip

Brahms Heelshire, Michael Myers, and Vincent Sinclair (separate) "That looks heavy, let me hold it for you."

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, and Thomas Hewitt (separate) with a athletic s/o headcanons

Kinky shit pt.1

Kinky shit pt.2

Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair with an S/O who found out they have abusive parents

Michael, Jason, Bubba and Brahms with an S/O that really loves to sleep.

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt with a hypersensitive s/o

Michael and Freddy (separate) with a chubby S/O

How Michael and Brahms (separate) show affection

Jason voorhees, Michael Myers, Brahms, Bubba and Norman with an S/O cosplaying as them

Thomas Hewitt, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees with a plussize!FTM!S/O

Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers with an S/O whos been held hostage

Michael attacking his S/O pt.1

Michael attacking his S/O pt.2

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher bathing their fem!S/O

Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Jason Voorhees with an S/O that has acne

Jason and Michael being gifted flower crowns

Jason Voorhees

Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Vincent Sinclair (separate) with a S/O who chews their lip

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, and Thomas Hewitt (separate) with a athletic s/o headcanons

Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair with an S/O who found out they have abusive parents

Michael, Jason, Bubba and Brahms with an S/O that really loves to sleep.

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt with a hypersensitive s/o

Jason voorhees, Michael Myers, Brahms, Bubba and Norman with an S/O cosplaying as them

Jason with a depressed s/o headcannons

Patrick Bateman, Bubba Sawyer, and Jason Voorhees (separate) with a sick s/o headcanons

Jason x plussize!reader smut

Jason x male!reader smut

Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Jason Voorhees, Vincent Sinclair with a soon-to-be S/O who asks to see their face

Jason with plussize!reader headcanons

Billy Loomis, Thomas Hewitt, Jason Voorhees with an S/O who faints when scared

Thomas Hewitt, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees with a plussize!FTM!S/O

Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers with an S/O whos been held hostage

Jason accidentally hurting his S/O

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher bathing their fem!S/O

Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Jason Voorhees with an S/O that has acne

Jason with a quarantined s/o

Jason Voorhees, Bubba Sawyer, Brahms Heelshire with an S/O thats scared of the dark

Brahms Heelshire, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt dancing with their S/O

Jason and Michael being gifted flower crowns

Freddy Krueger

Michael and Freddy (separate) with a chubby s/o

Freddy Krueger with a flat S/O

Thomas Hewitt

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, and Thomas Hewitt (separate) with a athletic s/o headcanons

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt with a hypersensitive s/o

Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Jason Voorhees, Vincent Sinclair with a soon-to-be S/O who asks to see their face

Billy Loomis, Thomas Hewitt, Jason Voorhees with an S/O who faints when scared

Thomas Hewitt, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees with a plussize!FTM!S/O

Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers with an S/O whos been held hostage

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher bathing their fem!S/O

Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Jason Voorhees with an S/O that has acne

Thomas with an S/O who does crazy make-up looks

Brahms Heelshire, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt dancing with their S/O

Thomas with an S/O who babies him

The Beginning Thomas X Reader

Bubba Sawyer

Michael, Jason, Bubba and Brahms with an S/O that really loves to sleep.

Jason voorhees, Michael Myers, Brahms, Bubba and Norman with an S/O cosplaying as them

Patrick Bateman, Bubba Sawyer, and Jason Voorhees (separate) with a sick s/o headcanons

Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Jason Voorhees, Vincent Sinclair with a soon-to-be S/O who asks to see their face

Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers with an S/O whos been held hostage

Jason Voorhees, Bubba Sawyer, Brahms Heelshire with an S/O thats scared of the dark

Chop Top

Billy Loomis, Hannibal Lector, and Chop Top (separate) with an ADHD S/O

Hannibal Lectre

Billy Loomis, Hannibal Lector, and Chop Top (separate) with an ADHD S/O

Hannibal kills his s/o blurb

Harry Warden

Chucky

Tiffany Valentine

Carrie

Carrie cuddling headcanons

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms Heelshire, Michael Myers, and Vincent Sinclair (separate) "That looks heavy, let me hold it for you."

Michael, Jason, Bubba and Brahms with an S/O that really loves to sleep.

How Michael and Brahms show affection to their s/o

Jason voorhees, Michael Myers, Brahms, Bubba and Norman with an S/O cosplaying as them

Jason Voorhees, Bubba Sawyer, Brahms Heelshire with an S/O thats scared of the dark

Brahms Heelshire, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt dancing with their S/O

Vincent Sinclair

Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Vincent Sinclair (separate) with a S/O who chews their lip

Brahms Heelshire, Michael Myers, and Vincent Sinclair (separate) "That looks heavy, let me hold it for you."

Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair with an S/O who found out they have abusive parents

Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Jason Voorhees, Vincent Sinclair with a soon-to-be S/O who asks to see their face

Is This The End?

Bo Sinclair

Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair with an S/O who found out they have abusive parents

Bo finds out his wife is pregnant blurb

Bo with an airhead S/O

Stu Macher

Poly!Ghostface x reader

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher bathing their fem!S/O

Billy Loomis

Short pillow talk blurb with Billy

Billy Loomis, Hannibal Lector, and Chop Top (separate) with an ADHD S/O

Billy Loomis x nonbinary!reader

Poly!Ghostface x reader

Billy Loomis, Thomas Hewitt, Jason Voorhees with an S/O who faints when scared

Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher bathing their fem!S/O

Norman Bates

Jason voorhees, Michael Myers, Brahms, Bubba and Norman with an S/O cosplaying as them

Patrick Bateman

Patrick Bateman, Bubba Sawyer, and Jason Voorhees (separate) with a sick s/o headcanons

[diejager]

Cannibal and kidnapper Ghoap x fem!reader cw: kidnapping, smut, tell me if I missed any.

imagine going to a Halloween party with friends, only to get separated and stumbling into Soap dressed as Ghostface. He reels you in with his bubbly and chatty character, getting you tipsy until Ghost appeared. He’s dressed as Jason Voorhees, but with a twist, he had a balaclava under the painted hockey mask. Ghost was calm and quieter, preferring to listen to Soap talk both your ears off than speaking, but you latched on every word that fell from his lips.

Somehow, they got you drunk and horny by the end of the night, pulling you into their car, Ghost driving home with you and Soap in the back, having your cunt ate out shamelessly in the backseat of their beat up car. Laying on the warm seat with hips bucking into Soap’s face, thighs wrapped splayed open by his gloved hands. You’re so drunk that you miss the conversation between both men, talking about how Soap changed his minds and Ghost agreed.

You have the best sex you’ve ever had, soft tummies over rock, hard abs, thick, veiny cocks turning you into a whiny and overstimulated mess. Soap and Ghost take you apart as much as they take each other apart, pressed between them or under them. You pass out by the time it’s over, lost in a haze of drunken pleasure and oversensitive exhaustion. On the next day, you wake up to a different room than yesterday, naked and laying on a mattress in a dark and damp room: a basement.

You panic, fumbling around and shaking the chain that keeps you trapped. When light filters in from the stairs, you stumble out of the mattress, crawling towards the source only to freeze. Ghost and Soap, dressed differently, stop before you. Soap is still as joyous as yesterday and Ghost is still gruff, crouching down to hold your chin up.

“Good morning, pet.”

[slasherx]

may i request headcanons for reboot jason with a fem s/o who loves kissing him all over his face and neck 😍

I assume you mean 2009 Jason

Content: Jason Voorhees x fem!reader

Warnings: None

Notes: I couldn't find any GIF's of 2009 Jason :(

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Jason wasn't used to affection at all - he wasn't used to people liking him before, much less with all his kills now. So when you two got together it was a huge surprise for him.

Now he's sat on the couch with you, watching a movie. Popcorn in his lap, he was watching the movie intently. Being in the woods almost his whole life meant he missed out on a lot of things growing up, including media.

But however, once the credits of the movie rolled, you turned to him and gave him a kiss on his masked cheek. He grew stiff and looked at you through the corner of his eye. You giggled, noticing that, and kissed him again.

Jason was still getting used to you giving him affection, so he didn't know how to react. It was still kind of early into the relationship - only six months had passed. As he was thinking this to himself, you got up on your knees on the couch and moved closer to him, kissing him once more.

Then your lips began to travel. You leaned up to kiss his forehead, gently moved his head to kiss his other cheek, kissed where his mouth would be, kissed his masked nose, kissed around the eye holes, and then your lips traveled down his jawline.

Jason's red blush could rival the blood of his victims. He felt goosebumps rise on his arms as you went lower and lower. He tried to tune his mother out, who was chastising him for letting you get "too steamy" with him.

When your lips touched the bare skin on his neck, he jumped and put his hands on your shoulders. You gave him a few more kisses before he finally pushed you away and shook his head. Fearing you crossed a line, you sat back on your knees with a frown on your face.

"I'm sorry Jase, I didn't realize I was making you uncomfortable. I won't do it again, promise."

Jason then waved his hands and tried to explain that he was okay until you touched his neck, but he ended up getting frustrated. He let out an angry grunt and stood up, popcorn forgotten about on the table. He stomped through the house, ripping through drawers until he foud what he wanted.

Sitting back down with you on the couch, he showed you a page out of the notebook he quickly scribbled in to communicate with you. It read, I was okay until you touched my neck. Sensitive.

"Your neck is sensitive?" You asked.

Jason then nodded yes, then took the notebook back to scribble something else. He then shoved the notebook back in your hands for you to read. You did nothing wrong. I'm just sensitive. Keep kissing.

You giggled at the last bit. "Okay, Jase. I'll keep kissing you, but I'll keep in mind about your neck, okay?"

Jason nodded and bumped his head gently against yours, his way of kissing you himself.

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[joelswritingmistress]

Camp Crystal Lake: Chapter 7

Requested by @yellowjacketsbuzzbuzz

Joel Miller x f!reader (romance/horror)

Setting: Camp Crystal Lake

The reader is taking on the position of a camp counselor at the infamous Camp Crystal Lake. While she begins to enjoy her summer, even crushing on the camp director Joel, a killer lurks in the woods unbeknownst to anyone.

The night was low key. I could tell everyone was at least a little tired from working, and playing, in the hot sun all day. Mark sat on the porch with a book in his lap, and as I entered the cabin from exploring the grounds a little I saw Vicki wander over to sit beside him.

When I entered the cabin, Jeff and Sandra sat in the living room toying with an old record player. Scott laid the length of the couch with his hands behind his head and his eyes closed. I saw he had an ear pod in and was gently bobbing his head to whatever music was playing.

Joel looked over his shoulder from where he was retrieving hot dogs and hamburgers from the fridge and smirked subtly at me as I entered. I smiled back and toyed with a few stray strands of hair by my forehead.

“(Y/N),” Sandra called, waving me over.

I wandered over toward where she held a few albums in her arm like a pair of books. “Hey, did you guys get in trouble?” I asked quietly.

She shook her head. “Nah. Joel just told us not to go back over there.”

“Did you see anything creepy?”

“We didn't get that far,” Jeff claimed. “The cop picked us up before we could go inside any of the old cabins.”

“Anyone want burgers or dogs?” Joel asked aloud. He held a package of hotdogs in the air as we all glanced over.

Jeff held a hand up and then Sandra did the same. I gave a nod and Scott sat up from where he laid.

“Food?” He asked, removing his ear pods.

Joel snickered and confirmed with a nod. “Food.”

Annie appeared at the top of the open staircase toying with her damp, towel-dried hair. “Shower’s free if anyone needs to get in.” Her croc-clad feet peppered down the stairs. “I'll be back in a little bit.”

“You want anything to eat?” Joel asked her.

“I made myself a big salad about an hour ago,” she claimed. “And I'll probably have a s'more or two when I get back.”

“Beware of Ralph,” Joel said to her, half-kidding.

“Ha ha.” Annie threw her hair up into a high bun. “If I see him, I'll give him an ice cream sandwich. I'm going to check out the ice cream inventory.”

“Take a break,” Joel encouraged. “Do it in the morning.”

She waved a hand at him. “I'll be twenty minutes.”

“Mark,” Jeff shouted through the screen of the porch window. “You guys want hot dogs and burgers?”

“One of each for me,” he called back.

“I'll take a cheeseburger if you're offering,” Vicki said next.

“You hear that boss?” Jeff asked Joel.

“Loud and clear.”

“Where's Teri?” I looked around the open floor plan.

“Upstairs,” Sandra claimed.

“Anyone want to give me a hand bringing some of this stuff out to the grill?” Joel asked.

Jeff began to raise his hand but Sandra nudged his stomach with her elbow.

“Ow,” he said quietly, glancing at her.

“Go,” Sandra whispered to me, as Joel nonchalantly retrieved cheese, lettuce and tomato from the fridge.

I chuckled and cleared my throat. “I'll help,” I volunteered.

“Great, thanks,” Joel said back.

I gazed at Sandra and we shared a smirk. I pulled her in to whisper discreetly. “We need to talk later.”

“What happened?” She whispered back.

“I'll tell you later.”

Joel and I made eye contact across the room and I wandered over to grab two oversized dishes he’d laid out. When he placed a knife on top of them I glanced up at him.

“Might need you to slice a tomato or two while I heat up the grill,” he explained.

“No problem.” I retrieved the lettuce and tomato, scooped up the plates and followed him out the back door onto a little deck. The light by the back door illuminated the grilling area as the atmosphere darkened under the cover of the trees.

I placed the plates down on a small table beside the grill and retrieved a tomato as Joel squatted to turn the gas tank on. My back was to him as I began to slice the red sphere. My body stiffened and I felt a rush of adrenaline power through me when Joel’s hand topped mine on the knife. His body brushed up against mine and I let out a breath without looking back.

Joel’s hand pressed down and I went with the motion, cutting the tomato once, twice, three times.

“You’re very good at that,” he practically purred in my ear. Feeling his breath land against my neck as he spoke made me weak in the knees, and my toes curled beneath my white Nikes.

I swallowed hard, taking completely off guard but also totally on board with Joel’s advances. “Thank you,” I choked out.

“I knew how you felt about me the second I met you,” he spoke quietly. His fingers tucked a few stray strands of hair behind my ear.

There was no use in denying it. “How?” I whispered back.

“A man can tell.”

A man. He certainly was a man. The tumultuous emotions that brewed inside of me were unlike anything I’d ever felt before when it came to sex, romance and dating. My whole body was hot and if there would have been no repercussions I would have uncharacteristically turned and jumped his bones right there. 

The knife left my hand and he turned my body to face his. Joel dove in for a kiss, an extension of what was interrupted in the shed by the sheriff earlier in the day. I had been thinking about it ever since.

Can anyone see us? The concern was a fleeting one and I continued to indulge in him until Joel was the one to pull back with a breath. When he proceeded to peck my lips just after I wasn’t ready for it and simply closed my eyes without reciprocating. His hand landed on the side of my face and my eyes flickered open again. Joel let out a breath through his nose.

“Are you involved with anyone?” he asked.

I shook my head. “No. Are.. you?”

Joel mirrored my response. “No.”

“Good.” I laughed lightly as I said that.

“You, uh.. You want to agree to a summer romance?”

I laughed a little louder and Joel laughed with me. “What are the terms of that?”

“Why don’t we make them right now?”

“Okay.” I felt my body heat up even more and I couldn’t keep a wide grin from my face.

“Don’t pursue anyone else at the camp.” The statement came out sort of as a question, “And I won’t either.”

I nodded. That was more than reasonable. “I’ll agree to that.”

“Unless you’re not into this once we try-”

“I’m into it,” I said right away, making him chuckle. I added, “A man really can tell, I guess because I’m.. very into this.”

“Good.” Joel smirked, “Because I am, too.” He pulled me back to him and our lips met again. I could feel him smiling into the kiss the same way I was.

“Do we have to keep this, like, a secret?” I asked.

“Doesn’t Sandra already know?”

My eyes widened and I swallowed hard. “Well.. not.. Exactly.”

“She’s smart,” Joel said with a smirk, “She knows.”

“Well, she’s suspected.. I didn’t say anything.”

“We’re all adults here,” he reminded me, “I’m just the organizer of this place. You all seem like good workers so there’s no favoritism.” Joel toyed with my hair again, “As long as you’re not embarrassed about it, it doesn’t bother me.”

“Why would I be embarrassed?”

“Because of our age difference.”

I laughed lightly, “No guys in their twenties made me feel what you’ve made me feel in the short time I’ve known you.”

Joel looked pleased by my words and smiled smally, mostly to himself. It almost looked like he was giving himself props in his mind. It made me chuckle again.

“So.” He held a hand out in front of him, “Do we agree to the terms?”

I glanced down and shook his hand. “I agree.”

“And you’re a townie, like me,” Joel added. “So, if things go really well, maybe we can even go apple picking in the fall.”

My heart grew a size. “I’ll be around.”

“Good.” He leaned in and kissed me lips again as he reached for a spatula.

“Good.”

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Steddie x fem reader Halloween oneshot

Steve Harrington, Eddie and you spend an amazing night at Steve's place after a Halloween party and make it a Halloween to remember forever. Halloween of '86. Reader, Steve, and Eddie are all in their young 20s—friends to lovers.

4K words

warnings: very nsfw, creampies, MFM threesome, dirty filth, sex. College-aged reader and Steddie. Guys kissing. Rough sex.

An alternate version of this (A Christmas fic I published back in December of 2022.)

You and the gang were all gathered at Steve's for a Halloween party and you were dressed as none other than Elvira aka the Mistress of the Dark. The best part about the party was that you were looking smoking hot in your outfit the long slinky black dress with the slit up the side, your high heels, black tight, and Elvira's signature black wig. Robin helped you do the makeup mainly the eyeliner and pink and purple eye shadows. Steve was dressed as a werewolf and Eddie was dressed up as a vampire. The cape he wore was stunning and he had fake fangs to complete his look with red eyeshadow. Robin was Spider-Woman and her red and yellow outfit complete with cape and mask looked stunning on her.

Dustin, Eleven, Eddie, Steve, Mike, Max, Lucas, and Will were also in attendance. You, Eddie, and Steve had been friends for a while and you secretly had feelings for both of them. The party was a great idea as any to get to know them better. The younger kids were dressed so well. Max was Jason Voorhees, Dustin was Michael Myers, Lucas was a wizard, Will was a pirate, and Mike was Luke Skywalker.

There was trick or treating first and the younger kids loved that you, Eddie, Steve, and Robin took them. Everyone brought a pillow case or pumpkin pail to get the candy. Rich neighborhoods were hit up first since they always gave the best candy. After trick or treating you all ate some candies and bobbed for apples. A bonfire was started and marshmallows were roasted for s'mores before watching the movie Fright Night and eating pizza, popcorn, junk food, and apple cider.

When the movie was over everyone took group pictures of everyone's costumes and said their goodbyes. Even Robin left because she promised to spend the rest of the night with Vickie. Only you, Eddie, and Steve were left to clean up. Eddie worked on gathering cups and plates, you were packing up the food leftovers, and Steve was sweeping up and throwing leftover wrappers away.

"Well, that party sure was one to remember," you remarked as you smiled at Steve.

"How about we have some drinks?" Steve suggested wanting to get a good buzz and then smoke a joint.

He was all smiles as he watched you walk to the kitchen to make the spiked apple cider. Once you added the vodka you poured three cups and soon after that, they joined you in the kitchen.

"Let's toast to being good friends for many years to come," you told them hoping secretly it would turn into something at least a bit more.

"To being friends," Eddie and Steve echoed almost simultaneously as they clinked their glasses with yours. You took a big swig and they did too. It was pretty good.

"Love your outfit by the way," Steve praised you.

"Me too it's really hot. You look beautiful," Eddie added as he blushed slightly.

Eddie then turned his attention to Steve. "So you think we could go in your hot tub?" He asked Steve with a raise of his brows. Even though it was only the end of October it was chilly weather already.

"Of course. If that's what you and Y/N want to do."

"Let me finish my drink first then I'll be ready," you told them.

Everyone enjoyed the cider and got tipsy. It was just so great being able to have a night all alone with the two guys who mattered the most to you. Steve finished first and excused himself to go to the hot tub.

"Can't wait to see what you are going to wear in the hot tub," Ed's mentioned with wide eyes. He had the most beautiful chocolate button eyes which you loved.

"Oh really? I have some ideas. Guess you will just have to find out."

Eddie moved closer to you and ran his fingers through your hair. It was spontaneous and you wanted to kiss him. Before you could say anything or do anything else he moved in closer his lips meeting yours and pressed a sweet kiss on your lips. You kissed him back and he moved his hands to your hips pulling you close to him so you could practically feel his crotch rubbing up against you as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"We should continue this later. Wouldn't want to make Steve jealous." He pulled away then finished his drink and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

"Yeah wouldn't want that."

You finished your drink and then walked out with Eddie. Steve was already soaking in the hot tub and noticed you both sensing a spark between the two of you. He had his boxers on and Eddie stripped down to his and got in the tub. You took off your clothes leaving only your bra and underwear on. They both watched you tentatively with smiles on their faces once they noticed the Elvira wig was still on as you stripped and then got in with them.

After moments of silence, you decided to speak up.

"This is great. Just what I needed. I must say I loved the costumes, especially yours Eddie you make the perfect vampire. And Steve you are perfect as a werewolf."

"Thank you gorgeous," Steve responded as he closed his eyes.

"Why thank you sweet thing," Eddie added as he touched your shoulder.

Both Eddie and Steve were being the perfect gentlemen but someone had to break the ice and the alcohol was making you feel super buzzed now. Eddie lit up a joint with his skull lighter and blew out the smoke then passed it to Steve who took a deep drag of it and handed it to you.

"I don't want this night to end," you remarked sighing.

"Who says it has to end?" Eddie mused with raised brows.

"After this, we could go to Steve's room and have some fun," you suggested with a shrug of your shoulders before inhaling the joint.

His parents were gone for the week and he did have the place to himself the whole weekend so what better way to spend the time than with you and Eddie?

A smile formed on Steve's face as he thought carefully about your proposal.

"Sounds perfect. What do you mean by fun though exactly?" He asked sheepishly.

"I mean that we can do whatever we feel like. But for starters how about this?"

You leaned over towards Steve and kissed him. Eddie watched you both kiss tentatively as he hit the joint again. You made sure to kiss him too so he wouldn't feel left out.

"Let's make this more interesting. I'll take off my bra if you two kiss," you dared them.

"In that case why not if Eddie wants to…"

'Not like we haven't before' Eddie thought to himself suddenly remembering the time that he and Steve had kissed on a drunken dare.

Eddie just shook his head yes and leaned forward kissing Steve making it look really convincing and passionate.

They both looked at you after the kiss expecting you to keep your promise. The kiss was so hot and they deserved to get rewarded for it. You undid the clasp of your bra and removed it putting it on the side of the tub as Steve blew out a ring of smoke and then handed it to you. They looked at you with wide eyes of approval and you thought you even saw Steve lick his lips slightly and bite them.

"If you want more of this then come upstairs in ten minutes. Meet me in Steve's room."

"Definitely. I have no objection to that," Steve said affirmatively.

"Sure why not," was Eddie's reply.

You took one more drag then passed it to Eddie before you left them with your bra behind and took one of the towels Steve had brought and wrapped it around your body. Once inside the house, you went to shower and put on a silky gown Steve had bought you for your last birthday and then a gifted Corroded Coffin tank top From Eddie. Eddie was front and center on the shirt playing his guitar and he had his skull bandanna on along with his Hellfire club tee shirt and ripped jeans. Completing your look you put the Elvira wig back on and re-applied your dark red lipstick while also doing some touches on the eyeliner and pink and blue eyeshadows. The Halloween nightgown with pumpkins and black trim was gorgeous and fit you perfectly. So did the matching panties and you added a few spritzes of the perfume as well as some pumpkin lotion. Soon after you got comfortable Eddie and Steve came into his room wearing white cotton robes.

"So what do we have here? You look pretty in that silk gown I bought you," Steve remarked as Eddie stood next to him with a big grin.

"Well, I did get that shirt for her. You do look beautiful though."

"I want both of you on the bed with me," you remarked firmly.

"A bit demanding aren't we, sweetheart?" Steve boldly stated as he walked up to you cupping your chin.

"I need you here with me. To keep me entertained."

"Oh is that right? Well, it depends on what you are offering," Eddie adds as he takes a few steps closer to the bed.

They wanted you so much but needed you to say the words first. To make them come to you. As Eddie played with his rings he thought about how good you would look with your mouth wrapped around his fingers. Steve wanted to put you in your place and was feeling in a dominant mood that night. What you wanted was simple- to surrender to both men and to be theirs for the taking. You were willing and eager to do just about anything to please them.

"I want to fuck you both. I've wanted this for a while now. Tonight is as good a night as any. I want anything you guys want." You spread your legs and began to move your fingers toward your clothed cunt rubbing gently and in slow circles. They watched in eager interest as Steve knelt on the bed and Eddie stood next to you on the other side of the bed. You grabbed a unicorn rainbow lollipop and unwrapped it with your teeth then began to suck on it mimicking fellatio.

"We should make her feel good Eddie. Don't you think so?"

"Definitely. Let's get her more comfortable first."

Eddie got closer to you and sat on the bed then moved his hand towards your face cradling it as Steve caressed your legs and inner thighs. You put the lollipop on the bedside table, then turned your attention to Eddie.

"I want to suck on your fingers."

He smirked as you took his hand and began to suck each finger taking them into your mouth.

"That's a good girl. Isn't she Steve? Sucking on my fingers so desperately."

"I think she needs something more than that though."

Eddie pulled his fingers out of your mouth and then wiped them off.

"I need you boys to get back into the Halloween spirit with your signature vampire and werewolf looks," you suggested.

Eddie's brows raised upon hearing you say this and he had no obligations to this request. Neither did Steve. Luckily their costumes were nearby and Steve put on his wolf mask as Eddie donned his cape. Eddie still had his fake vampire fangs in.

"Tell us what you think you deserve, princess," Steve suggested as he massaged your thighs.

"I think I need both of your cocks in my mouth."

Both of them were fully erect and more than happy with this plan. You wanted them and they wanted you and that's what mattered.

"Get on your knees and suck us off then," Eddie growled in a husky tone as he undid his robe revealing his erection.

Steve tossed his robe to the side and stood there next to Eddie. You kissed each of them with desire and passion as they breathed in your scent. The smell of your perfume was incredible and you hoped it made them want you even more. You wanted them to be addicted to you in every way.

You looked at both of their cocks admiring the lengths and the girth of their prowess. You got up and kneeled on his shag carpet looking up at both of them as you began to caress and stroke their cocks simultaneously at a nice and steady pace.

"Good girl. So eager for our cocks. Our own Lady Elvira. What a needy little thing," Steve grunted as he stood there with his hands on his hips.

You loved the encouragement and as you stroked their cocks from the head to the base you began to take Steve into your mouth. You took just the tip at first then more of him into your mouth as you cupped Eddie's balls and stroked him and they took turns holding back your hair.

"Her hands feel so good. How about her mouth though, Steve?"

"Fucking fantastic. She's good at sucking cock. Just wait until you get a turn."

You sucked him a little deeper as he bucked his hips then moved over to Eddie's cock with a bit of slickness already forming on your lips from sucking off Steve. As you sucked Eddie's cock taking him slow at first then hollowing out your cheeks to take much more of him into your mouth. You caressed Steve harder and listened to both of their pretty groans.

"Fuck yes, what a good little girl. So good you have to share my little Mistress of the Dark," Eddie grunted and desperately whined as he wrapped his fingers around your hair.

You felt wet already and ached wanting so much more from them. You switched back to Steve and rubbed Eddie as you moaned around his length. They were both so into it and loved to fuck your pretty mouth as it glistened with their precum. So badly you wanted to touch yourself so you did but Steve protested.

"Not yet sweetheart. Only touch yourself when one of us says."

You alternated between sucking Eddie's cock and then Steve's as saliva pooled around your mouth and ran down your chin until Steve stopped you.

"Okay now it's time to please you, princess," Steve proclaimed as he helped you up and onto the bed laying you down on your back.

As Steve helped you with your shirt and removed it followed by your silky nightie, Eddie removed your thong and spread your legs wide noticing your wet pussy, and licked his fingers before inserting two of them into your wet hot slick heat. He pumped them in and out of you at a steady rhythm as Steve worked on sucking your nipples and lightly biting them.

"She's so tight, Steve. Fuck."

"Good. I can't wait to feel for myself."

Soon Eddie replaces his fingers with his mouth licking a thin stripe over your pussy, spreading your lips as Steve began to kiss you from your chest up to your collarbone and then your lips. As he pleased your clit with his tongue and fingers, you moaned against Steve's kisses eagerly kissing him back fully surrendering yourself to the both of them. For a long time, it was all that you wanted and you needed them so much. No one before them had ever pleased you this good and you were willing to let them do whatever they wanted to you. Just as you were getting close to your release, Eddie stopped licking and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"I know you were close darling but you can't cum until we let you alright. It will be okay," Eddie assured you as he stroked his cock.

"Just let us fuck you first. Who should it be though?" Steve asked you with a cocky grin.

You looked at both of them wondering who should be the first one to fuck you contemplating it for a bit.

"Steve should fuck me first."

"Lucky you, Harrington."

As Steve switched places with Eddie and lined himself up at your entrance, you looked up into Steve's eyes and wrapped your legs around his waist as he slid into you easily.

"You were so right Eddie she's fuckin tight. It's perfect."

He wrapped his hands around your waist and began to pound into you quickly. He showed no mercy as he left crescent-shaped marks on your skin Eddie was next to you feeling so turned on as he watched his good friend fuck the girl of his dreams.

"That's a girl letting me fuck her little tight pussy like a good slut," Steve boasted as he picked up his pace slamming into you with a look full of lust on his face his mask now long gone. As he fucked you, Eddie pinched your nipples and harshly slapped them. Your moans grew even louder as he fucked you hard and rough not even trying to be the slightest bit gentle but he would prove to provide the best aftercare.

"I love when you fuck me hard Steve. Fuck me as hard as you want and as rough as you want to," you cried out as he had his way with you slapping your pussy as Eddie's fingers worked magic on your breasts and pleased you to your liking.

His thrusts were getting so rough he was shaking his bed but it felt so amazing and everyone was enraptured in the ecstasy of it all. He was getting close to cumming and you were too.

"Does my dirty little girl want to cum for me? Cum for me then," he demanded as he fucked you and teased you with his cock pulling it out just to slam back in.

"So close. So fuckin close," you groaned as Eddie licked your nipples and Steve slapped your pussy with his cock.

As he thrust into you with more passion you felt your release and came all over his cock crying out his name. You wanted to feel his cum so badly inside and hoped he would find his release soon.

"Where do you want my cum princess?" He growled as sweat formed on his brow.

"Inside of me fill me up," you pleaded. A huge smirk formed on his face as he thrust into you and he soon felt his release. He filled you up so completely, his cum practically dripping out of your pussy. As he pulled out Eddie left sweet kisses on your face.

"Munson, you have to get some of this. She feels so good."

His cock was so hard and his dick was aching to fuck you but he didn't want to overstimulate you.

"Are you ready for me, doll?" He asked as Eddie stood up and switched places with Steve.

"I'm ready. I want you to fuck me."

He nodded and flipped you over so he could take you from behind while his cape stayed on as Steve watched what was happening intently feeling so turned on still. It wasn't every day he had the chance to fuck a girl together with one of his best friends. You were so much more than just some girl to him. With you, both the guys felt like they had found someone who was the right fit for them. Someone who could make them smile genuinely and feel like they could be themselves.

As he pulled your hair with a firm grip, Eddie began to slide his cock into you slowly and gently wanting you to feel every single inch as he filled you up to the hilt. Once he was adjusted inside of you he firmly gripped your waist letting you adjust to his size. He was big even bigger than Steve but they both felt just perfect inside of you.

"Are you good, sweetheart?"

"Yes, Eddie. Fuck me as you please," you told him not being able to help how needy you sounded.

You gripped his cock so well as he moved inside of your already wet pussy still filled with Steve's cum. The wet sounds your pussy made as he dug his fingernails into your ass had him throwing his head back in ecstasy. Steve looked longingly at you both with lust in his eyes and a grimace on his face as he stroked himself slowly meeting Eddies gaze on occasion.

"Please let me touch myself, Eddie," you pleaded with him.

"Oh yeah? Just don't cum before me. If you do I'll stop fucking you." He turned your head to look at him cupping your jaw.

"I promise."

He bucked his hips faster as you began to touch yourself with three fingers craving and loving the feeling of your fingers and his cock together.

As his thrusting became more intense, you cried out in so much pleasure screaming slightly but they were screams of intense pleasure. Even Eddies groans were more vocal as he slapped your ass and groped it. As sweat beaded on his brow and he fucked you even quicker wanting to reach his high, you felt like you would cum at any moment but didn't want to disobey him.

"Is my dirty girl close to her release? Don't cum without my permission. Got that? Don't fucking cum," he scolded you as your moans intensified and his grunts became louder and more frequent.

You nodded yes in response feeling so close to finding your orgasm again especially with your fingers moving in tandem with the strokes of his cock and you wanted to only cum on his command because pleading with Eddie was so satisfying. As Steve was stroking himself to his satisfaction, you watched him and edged yourself closer than ever to your release. Eddie was so close to bottoming out as he made red imprints on your ass with his squeezing and slapping.

"You're gonna cum when I say, babe. Almost there," he raspily told you. With just a few more thrusts his gasping became louder and as his balls slapped against your ass he felt like he was just about to cover you with his cum.

"Please let me cum," you whined which made Eddie let out a soft chuckle.

His rapid thrusts started to become almost erratic and he almost came right on the spot. He was able to control himself though but not for much longer.

"Cum now for me. I'm going to fill you up so fucking good."

With a few more thrusts and his words of encouragement, you found your release and came hard all over his cock and your fingers. A few gasps and groans escaped his lips as he began to come undone filling you up and pulling out to finish on your ass.

"That's a good little whore. You did so well for me. So good."

He cleaned you up with some tissues and held you in his arms as Steve got up to pepper sweet kisses on your face.

While everyone relaxed and began to come down from their high you laid in the middle of them. It was so calming and peaceful to listen to the sounds of their breathing after everything that had just happened. The moment felt perfect and you were pleased with the outcome of the whole night. They both held onto you giving you comfort and reassuring touches and caresses as you rested your head on Eddie's arm with Steve's hand holding your hand tenderly and giving you soft kisses. The Halloween season was so much better now that you had them. Something told you that you would be doing this again with them soon and you wouldn't have it any other way. This was turning out to be a Halloween night to remember forever.

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