#jesse cromeans x oc

[the-gory-gardner]

Blog Intro and Info

Slasher’s I Write:

Asa Emory/The Collector

Jesse Cromeans/Chromeskull

Michael Myers/The Shape

Jason Voorhees

Danny Johnson/Ghostface

Evan MacMillan/The Trapper

Slasher OC’s:

Persephone Duncan /The Caretaker (Spouse and Killing PartnerOf Jesse Cromeans)

Ivy & Ian Cromeans- Duncan (Twin Children of Jesse Cromeans & Persephone Duncan)  (Age Varies Between Baby-Child & Teenager)

Honey Reynolds (Spouse of Asa Emory)

Agnes Emory (Daughter of Asa Emory & Honey Reynolds) (Age Varies Between Baby-Child & Teenager)

Rosemary Douglas/The Northeast Reaper (Adopted Daughter of Owen Douglas)

Owen Douglas/The Northeast Butcher

Artemis Russell/The Beast

Malachi Grey/The Dollmaker

Lunette Scott (Girlfriend of Malachi Grey)

Jonathan West/The Huntsman

Katrina Evans (Girlfriend of Jonathan West)

Samuel Baker Jr/ The Manic

Olive Ryder (Is a Child OC So only platonic Request)

Cassidy Brooks

What I Do Writer:

- Headcanons

- Drabbles

- Slasher x Reade

- Slasher x OC

- Male x Female

- Gender Neutral Reader

- Non-Descriptive Reader Unless Requested Otherwise

What I don’t Write:

- Non/Con

- Underage

- Watersports

- Age Play (Non Sexual Or Otherwise)

- Incest (May allude to such abuse in a characters past but will not write characters doing similar acts)

[sparklekittydoodles]

Collected

[thesightstoshowyou]

Mess

- Into the Cricketverse - Part IDK This Is Just Porn -

Asa Emory (The Collector) x Cricket (OC) (NSFW)

Warnings: Bondage, dacryphilia, anal play, cunnilingus, fingering, squirting, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, creampie, Jesse’s a perv

A clatter from the storage room draws Jesse’s attention. Condensation from the glass of whiskey in his hand drips from his fingers and marks his trail as he leisurely saunters to the open door. He shoulders the doorframe and takes a slow sip before pulling out his phone.

‘Whatcha looking for?’ it shrieks. Asa shoots a petulant glance over his shoulder before he continues to dig through the toy closet.

“How you find anything in this fucking unorganized mess is beyond me,” he snaps as he shoves a box of collars to the side. “Where’s the spreader bar?”

Jesse perks up at his words and pushes away from the door. ‘Oooo, Sir’s feeling kinky,’ screams the cell.

“Either help or get out.” Chromeskull chuckles silently and waltzes over to a wardrobe. He reaches up and plucks the bar off the top before holding it out to Asa, a shit-eating grin twisting his scarred face. He’s the only one tall enough to see where it was.

The Collector rolls his eyes and snatches the implement out of Jesse’s outstretched hand before stalking away. Under his breath, he mutters something about “freakish height.”

‘You’re welcome! You kids have fun.’

**

Soft leather cuffs encircle Crickets wrists and ankles. They are tight enough so she can’t slip out of them, but not too tight as to cut off circulation. The Collector must be feeling generous.

She shifts slightly, wiggling a little in feigned struggle. He likes to see her squirm, so she does. Truthfully, this position—completely nude, face down on the plush rug, ass up, legs spread wide, arms between her legs, all four cuffs hooked to the metal bar—is not the most comfortable, especially on her still-tender face. She turns her head carefully to the side to keep pressure off her healing nose.

It could certainly be worse, she will admit.

Footsteps muffled by the rug gradually approach. Cricket can’t see Asa with how her head is turned and he purposefully hovers just out of sight. The skin of her back prickles and she jolts when he skims his knuckles along her hip. Lips follow, then teeth, brushing, grazing, but not hurting. Not yet.

Warm breath fanning across her cunt is the only warning she receives before Asa drags the flat of his tongue from slit to hole. A squeak leaves her and she writhes, but scarred palms rest on her hips to keep her still. He licks again, then again before settling on her clit, slow, deliberate flicks of his tongue that leave her mewling and clenching on nothing.

The pop of a cap reaches her ears. She jerks again and a shudder ripples up her spine when chilly, lubed fingers circle her asshole. Cricket snaps her eyes shut, her back arching with the simultaneous stimulation by tongue and fingertips. A noisy cry tears from her throat when Asa sucks her clit into his mouth and eases a finger into her ass.

“S-Sir—

Cricket shivers at the feel of his breathy laugh against her cunt. He gives her one more slow lick before responding, “Already?”

Her toes curl and her cheeks blaze. “Please,” she whispers, fear of cumming without permission overriding embarrassment. Asa hums as though he’s considering it and carefully curls his finger. At the same time, he plunges two digits from his opposite hand into her dripping channel. He crooks them and begins to rub fast circles into her sensitive walls that force Cricket to scream in desperation.

“Cum,” he orders. The words are barely out of his mouth when that taut, wild pressure in her belly bursts and she gushes her orgasm onto her thighs, his palm, and the rug. Undeterred, Asa adds a third finger and starts to thrust both hands simultaneously. Over the slick squelch he commands, “Do it again.”

“SIR—

Her voice lodges in her throat when every muscle contracts with the force of the ecstasy that wracks her body. Mismatched eyes roll back, nails dig into palms, tears spill over lashes, and a strangled keen echoes around the room when Cricket barrels over the edge once again. More ejaculate sprays the rug, drips from Asa’s wrist, and wets and knees of his jeans.

“What a fucking mess,” Asa growls, but his tone is ripe with heat and approval rather than admonishment. Strength leaves her in a rush and Cricket slumps as much as her restraints will allow. Her chest heaves and sweat glistens across her skin. She does her best to stammer out her gratitude.

“T-Thank—thank you, S-Sir.”

The rustling of denim fills the space as he raises up behind her and rips his zipper open. “You’re not done. I’m going to fuck a few more of those out of you.” The weak little whine she emits only serves to make him groan louder when he finally sinks into her sopping warmth.

Bound as she is, Cricket can only submit and take it when Asa begins his assault. Her hips ache where he grips them and pulls her back into his vicious thrusts. Still, moans tumble freely from her lips as every punishing thrust sends wanton sparks shooting through her gut.

The heat of his chest envelopes her back when he leans over her to drag his fingers through the tears streaking down her cheeks. He shoves them in her mouth and strokes the taste of salt and her own cum onto her tongue. Now, she’s forced to speak around the digits, garbled begging when pleasure miraculously twists and tightens within her.

“Give it to me, Cricket,” he hisses. It’s nearly painful, the way the third climax is wrenched from her body, but—god—does it make her every nerve sing with rapture.

“One more.” She barely registers the rumbled words through her haze. Then, a calloused finger brushes her clit and pleasure collides with pain as her cunt clamps down on the cock pummeling it so exquisitely.

Cricket doesn’t hear the strained curse Asa grits out or her own wrecked cries, but she feels the teeth that sink into her shoulder and the twitching of his length as it paints her insides. Her ears ring and she must blink several times to clear her bleary vision. Oh, will she feel this tomorrow….

“Good girl, fffuck,” Asa breathes against her damp cheek. She wants to collapse in a boneless pile, but she can’t with the bar keeping her in place. A towel would be nice too; her thighs drip, soaked as they are with their combined fluids.

Just as Asa gets his arms under him and pushes upright, the penthouse intercom beeps and an automated voice crackles through the speaker, ‘Keep going, I haven’t finished yet.’

“God dammit, Jesse!” Asa snarls. Cricket can’t stop the delirious laugh that bubbles up out of her throat.

[mineralboa]

GIFT ART FOR @lowkeyclowning

i loove their stuff and just had to make something for them

[shedontsmelltoogooddarious]

ChromeskullxOC (SMUT)

Shameless self indulgent first time writing actual smut between my OC, an eldritch mafia boss and Chromeskull from Laid To Rest. Two bad rich older men sdhdhdhd

(Black is trans)

He picked the most upscale club in town to discuss business with his partner, within a private room, drinks going in and out as Ivanov barely paid attention, his wallet was too fat to care. He lit another cigarette, offering one to the man sitting across from himself. He took it, his mangled face lowering to light it- barely acknowledging the desperation bursting through the mafia boss’s seems. “So tell me, are those girls beneath your knife satisfying you enough?” 

Black purred, prompting Jesse to look up, his hands suddenly going into motion; “Very much so, thank you for asking.” He signed, before smirking- knowingly at the face of danger. If he wanted, Black could snap the experienced serial killer like a twig. 

“Nice to know that our rendezvous meant nothing to you, but I guess we’re here to strictly discuss business.” 

He poured himself another drink, taking a swig before slamming it down to the table. “Preston emailed me about you needing another place to “play”, I supposed I could allow you to have free reign on one of my properties in the city- but why should I give you that privilege?” 

“Because you still want to fuck me.” 

Jesse signed once more, before taking a drag off his cigarette, smoke whisping out of the holes where his nose should have been. A low growl could be heard, his human form slipping. But Jesse remained nonchalant, ignoring it like his former lover ignored him when his face melted off. 

Muffled techno music could be heard, filling in the silence between both men. “You��re right, and I always get what I want when I want,” 

His hand shot across the table between them as he grabbed Jesse’s shirt, ripping expensive silk in the process as his lips feverishly collided with his ex’s. Instead of fighting back, he allowed it- his long, boney fingers entwining with Ivanov’s black hair. The don was expanding, sickly popping and crunching sounds being heard as he contorted into his true, monstrous form. Tendrils wrapped around Jesse’s legs, parting them, the sharp blade of a knife suddenly against Black’s throat. 

“No.” An electronic voice commanded, the blade biting into his skin- right above his jugulars. Don Ivanonov was shoved down to the floor, a human dominating a monster, a predator of his species. He undid his belt buckle, his cock throbbing out as it was erect. Jesse’s free hand traveled down to Black’s pants, undoing them to reveal a familiar sight, his fervid pussy already seeping. His face flushed in embarrassment as he turned his head away, forgetting the blade held to his throat before feeling sharp pain as Jesse shoved it deeper. 

“You’re so pathetic- look at me!” He growled, before his black leather glove hand grabbed his bottom jaw and forced him to look into his mangled face. “You’re mine- you’ve always been mine.” 

WIthout warning, his member slid inside Black’s warm insides as he needily thrusted into him. How long has it been since he last was inside one of the most notoriously dangerous dons in this city? Too long. The knife against Black’s throat trailed down to his own dress shirt, cutting it open as the blade slid across his skin, causing inky black blood to bead out against his pale white skin. 

The thrusting gradually turned to a steady pace, syncing with the rhythm of the music outside, stretching Black’s insides out as his claws dug deep into the tiled flooring, leaving deep grooves behind. Jesse lifted his partner’s hips up, gripping his large thighs tightly, shoving himself deeper yet. “I’ve heard you’re whoring yourself out in this city- tell me, what happened to your playthings Ivanov?”

Jesse growled, sparing no mercy for Black as he continued, going faster with the tempo. Black gritted his teeth, his pride now in shambles as he was drunk on pleasure and pain. 

“Answer me!” His fingers dug deeper, Black’s tendrils going limp. 

“You killed them.” He moaned, recoiling in disgust internally. 

Jesse grinned, going slower with the tempo change, but still keeping a firm hold on the man larger than himself. His cock throbbed, he knew he was about to come soon- but he wanted to keep going, to reclaim what was his and his alone. “You’ve been fucking around with my toys as well, you can’t share can you? You’re a greedy old bastard.” 

He was about to come too, his legs shaking- insides clenching around Jesse’s cock. They squeezed, kneading against him. He needed more. His claws found themselves in Jesse’s shoulders, gripping for dear life as his lips once more collided with the human’s, but this time his sharp teeth were prominent. He bit down on Jesse’s lower lip, instantly drawing blood, savoring the familiar taste. “You’re like a damn drug.” Black snarled, 

Jesse was unable to hold it back any longer, his back arching as he came into Black, his hot seed spilling deep inside. As if on cue, Black too came, his name sake’s goo spilling out as it leaked from every orifice, mixing with his partner’s crimson red blood. Black made an attempt to pull away, but his partner had other ideas. He locked in his grip, coming again into Black before thrusting once more. 

“What are you-” 

“I want you pregnant.” 

A new track was placed down, faster and harder.

[slashervalley]

ꜱʟᴀꜱʜᴇʀꜱ ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏʀ

❈ 𝖠𝗌𝖺 𝖤𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗒

❈ 𝖡𝗈 𝖲𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗋

❈ 𝖡𝗋𝖺𝗁𝗆𝗌 𝖧𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝖾

❈ 𝖢𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗒 𝖢𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗁𝖺𝗆

❈ 𝖣𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝖢𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇

❈ 𝖤𝗋𝗂𝖼 𝖣𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇

❈ 𝖩𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾 𝖢𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌

❈ 𝖫𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖲𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗋

❈ 𝖱𝖹!𝖬𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗌

❈ 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝖧𝖾𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗍

❈ 𝖵𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖲𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗋

[sketchbook-of-shadows]

(THIS IS REGARDING SLASHERS I PROMISE)

I wanna put this up to a poll because I'm gonna be tweaking and adding some stuff that'll be available in my commissions, I was thinking about adding YCH (Your Character/s Here) pre-sketched poses, specifically including (but not limited to) the poses I used for the Slasher Cuddling Headcanons for any slasher/general character X OC/self insert/other slasher, etc, but also doing other couple's YCH poses and some basic + cute stuff.

The YCH comms would be a bit cheaper & more affordable than my regular commissions because the YCH commission would take less time as the sketch would already be done up. Also disclaimer, in the name of fairness to anyone who wants one, I'll be reusing YCH poses so if two people want a Vincent Sinclair & self-insert/OC/ other slasher, etc, YCH Cuddling Pose they can both ask for and recieve the Vincent Sinclair cuddling pose.

Also I can do other poses and switch around Slashers/ Characters (say for example, someone wants a Vincent Sinclair YCH cuddling pose but wants to replace Vincent with, say, Michael or Jason, that'd be doable & available, I'm just using the slashers as examples here because it's easier to explain, they'll probably just be numbered on the Carrd)

I'm also thinking of including pets/animals as either additional "characters" or doing pet portraits, but I'll have to figure out the pricing for that anyways.

So yeah, poll:

[reiketsunomizunomegami]

Slashers reaction when Jana Diamond talks about her First Love

Slashers x Jana Diamond[oc] x Kim Cheol

Warning: Angst, Jealous Slashers, Crying oc

Michael Myers

We're both Chilling at Home when I suddenly Remembered my Best friend/First Love who passed away when I was a Teenager

Michael Listens to me like my My Friend.. I told Everything That I know and how My Friend Kim Cheol always saving me and Loved me unconditionally

Michael just Stared at me and but I see a hint of Anger in his Eyes and I don't know why every time I mentioned the name Kim Cheol he just stormed off with Growl which Makes me more confused

Jason Voorhees

We both heating ourselves in front of the Chimney when I suddenly Mentioned Kim Cheol

Jason knew Him because I always saying that name everytime when I'm alone

But Jason doesn't know that Kim Cheol Was My First Love and How he and I Met up

So I told him everything of how I fell in Loved For the first time in My Life

And suddenly Jason wiped out my Cheeks and that's the time when I noticed that my tears were streaming down my face

Jason kept comforting when I'm down and tries to cheer me out

Litte did I know that Jason was Sometimes confused because I can Only see Cheol and keep talking to him

But Luckily he doesn't interfering with my Business

Jesse Cromeans

He Listens to me as well but I always distancing myself with Jesse because I wasn't very Comfortable with him so

He Flirts with me all the Time which makes me want to kill him and besides Cheol wasn't happy at all

But One Evening I was Kinda Drunk and with Jesse..

I accidentally Blurted out my Teenage life and tell him about Kim Cheol My First Love

And Surprisingly he doesn't Mock or Teases me about that but he just Listens to me carefully

I told him how Cheolie died and How I suffered the Most and how I get my Psychopathic Disorder these past Years

Jesse Pats My Back and tells me that Life must go on and How much he would Appreciated if I Be more Comfortable with him and Also says that Maybe I should Forget about Cheolie so I Punched him so hard that he stumble off the ground

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba was my Friend from the day he accepted me

He wasn't so annoying like his brothers so I was quite Fond of him

He Listens to me all the Time which I really liked the Most

Asa Emory

This Man Was Very Quite and Cheolie doesn't like him at all but One Night we accidentally see each other and then surprisingly he followed me

Cheol was Besides me that Time when Asa Approaches

Asa Ask me to come with him and even I protested he drag me with him

And when we reached at his Hotel I see one of my Classmate during my Junior years

I gave Asa a confused Look and then He explained that He find this man so I can I take my Revenge with him

And Then I suddenly remembered that I told him about how I Started ti became liked this and I didn't even know that he would actually do this.. For me

Asa looks at me and asks me if Cheolie is with me and I told him that Cheolie is with and then suddenly he talks to Cheolie that He must leave me alone and let me go as If He can see him liked I do

[multific]

Choice

Jesse Cromeans x Reader

Words: 700

Summary: When you notice how Snapp started to get closer and closer to your husband, you feared to ask him to choose. What if he leaves you? But can you live in the shadows of another woman?

You always slept on his chest. Every single night for the last seven years. 

And even if it has been five years ago, the huge diamond and wedding band on your finger were heavy.

Jesse found you one night, tipsy and very very sad. He wanted to play with you, using you as his piggy, but he soon realized you were so much more. 

And here you were now, two years of dating and five years of marriage later.

You knew about the real Jesse, you were there with him through it all.

Even when his face became scarred, you didn't leave, he was still the man you fell in love with.

Jesse felt you shift a little, but you soon settled, he was on his phone, managing his business as you slept. He always enjoyed having you in his arms, he always work better with you in the same room.

In one hand, his phone, in the other you, running up and down your back to help you sleep. 

Lately, he notice Spann started to show interest in him. He wasn't blind, even if he lost one of his eyes, the other worked perfectly. Spann was trying her luck. 

At first, he didn't mind as he didn't think much of it, but soon, she started to do it more and more.

She started to touch him more, get closer to him and one time she even climbed onto his lap to help him shave his head.

Jesse wasn't dumb, but he wasn't interested in her. His eyes were always on you. That is why he married you after all. But you started to notice things.

You started to smell her perfume on him more and more.

The final straw was when you walked in on her basically in his lap, rubbing her hands on his chest. You needed to have a word with Jesse.

"Are sleeping with her?" you asked suddenly one evening during dinner. His eyes locked with yours, he couldn't believe what you just said. He pulled with phone out.

"No." said the voice from the phone.

"You could tell me, I won't be mad, well, I will be but I'm not going to yell or anything. I'll just leave. Yeah, I'll leave you two to be. If you choose her." you didn't sound very convincing, and that is because you weren't confident at all. You didn't know what you'd do if he choose her. 

"I don't care about her." it was a clear answer, but if it was true, why did he let her touch him?

"I found her basically in your lap this morning," you said.

Jesse tilted his head, so it bothered you.

"I cannot be 100% yours, if you are not 100% mine, Jesse. I married you because I love you, but I'm not open to you having relationships with others."

He nodded and stood up so suddenly, he nearly knocked the entire table over. You had to grab your glass so it wouldn't end up in your food.

"Where are you going?" you asked as he grabbed his suitcase and turned to leave.

"I'll be right back." he simply said before leaving. It was so sudden, you didn't even know what to think of it. Instead, you cleaned up the table and headed to take a long bath.

By the time he arrived back, you were on the couch reading while a show played on TV.

"Welcome back," you said as you turned a page. 

He sat down next to you and put his hand out, in his palm was something shiny. You put your book down as you looked at the shiny thing, the TV illuminated the object as you picked it up.

It was Spann's skull ring, covered in blood. Your eyes shot up to him as he was typing on his phone, he clearly had a lot to say.

"She will no longer bother you. I choose you, I'll always choose you." you closed your palm around the ring, eyes filling with tears. "I love you." said the voice again and you almost laughed. 

"I love you too." you said as you moved to hug him.

You were silly to doubt him and you will never ever do such a thing. Your love for one another was too precious for that. This deep and pure love which both of you shared was unbreakable.

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[the-gory-gardner]

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[birdlungg]

Comprehensive list of all my works . Most are NSFW, so 18+ only. 

                                        MULTI CHAPTERED FICS

CODENAME:VOODOO (Discontinued)

A Rick Flag x OC Story

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

BLOOD BOUND (Hiatus)

A Jerry Dandridge x OC!Reader story

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six (Smut)

Chapter Seven

A PROBLEM FOR FUTURE ME

A Billy Hargrove x Reader story

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight 

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

THE WATCHER

A Walter Marshall x Reader story

Chapter One

                                                       SLASHERS

JASON VOORHEES

Reader is unable to walk after a night with Jason

Jason eats out shy reader

Jason with a dom reader

Jason with an outdoorsy reader

Jason with a captive singer reader

Jason with a young daughter 1

Jason with a young daughter 2

Jason surprises reader

Jason with a reader that blacks out while riding him

Jason with a reader that helps him feel better about water

Jason with a reader that has a nightmare where he hurts her

Jason and reader have sex for the first time

ASA EMORY/THE COLLECTOR

Asa punishes reader (Smut)

Asa punishes reader (No smut)

FREDDY KRUEGER

Freddy with a reader that “kisses” him better

Freddy uses his glove on the reader

MICHAEL MYERS/ THE SHAPE OF HADDONFIELD

Michael with housewife reader

Michael with a reader that’s held hostage by a mob

JESSE CROMEANS/CHROMESKULL

Jesse with curvy reader in a swimsuit

Jesse cockwarming subby reader

ANNA/THE HUNTRESS (DBD)

Anna and reader’s first time together

Anna with a clumsy reader

Anna with a cuddly reader

Anna with a survivor reader Part 1 (smut)

Anna with a survivor reader Part 2 (smut)

Anna with a survivor reader Part 3

Anna with a survivor reader Part 4

Anna with a reader that tops her 

Anna with a reader that lands on top of her

Anna on the reader’s birthday

PYRAMID HEAD

Pyramid Head with a reader that’s new to Silent Hill (smut)

Pyramid Head and pussy eating with reader

Pyramid Head tentacle fucking reader

BUBBA SAWYER/LEATHER FACE

Bubba stands up to his brothers for reader

                                   HEADCANNONS AND DRABBLES

Slashers with a reader that likes to be choked

Slashers and facesitting 

Slashers with a reader that takes out a victim

Pyramid Head and Huntress challenge someone with their eyes on reader

Slashers with a handfasting ceremony with reader

Slashers and pegging

Pyramid Head and Huntress with a reader that passes out during sex

                                           OTHER CHARACTERS

EDDIE MUNSON 

Eddie and reader at the pool

Eddie falls in love with metal head reader

Eddie with a reader that’s new in town

Happy Birthday (Part 1)

Happy Birthday (Part 2)

CHIEF ‘JIM’ HOPPER

Hopper with a reader who is Jane’s teacher

TEAL’C (SG1)

Teal’c protects injured reader

CARMINE FALCONE

Carmine with a reader with chronic pain (Smut)

Carmine meets a younger reader

Carmine with a younger wife reader

BEETLEJUICE

Beetlejuice with a tired witch reader

Beetlejuice with a witch reader that’s falling for his charms

[thesightstoshowyou]

The Collector’s Pet Cricket

- A Sight’s OC -

In the darkness I make my music for myself alone,

I sing for the joy of singing.

The fire in my heart is from you.

[excerpts of The Prayer of the Cricket by John Hall Wheelock]

Information:

Name: [REDACTED]

Nickname: Cricket - Bestowed by Asa Emory

Age when taken by the Collector: 25

Current Age: 31

Pronouns: She/her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Hair: Long (falling to her mid-back), straight, chocolatey-brown

Eye color: Left eye is brown, right eye is green

Height: 5’6

Weight: 135lbs

Other notable features: Cluster of freckles across her nose, graceful, and the many, many scars inflicted by Asa

Personality: Reserved, submissive, analytical, intuitive, anxious

Likes: Asa, ballet, reading (mostly high fantasy and adventure), cooking, coffee, pastries, naps

Dislikes: Asa, small spaces, crowds, misbehaving, loud people, pineapple

“Canon” fics featuring Cricket as Reader (the Cricket-verse, if you will):

Asa Emory x AFAB Reader, Ribbon and Lace, Wings, Nightmare, Home, Permission, Timing is Everything, Gift Exchange, Correction, Bug Chocolate, Cold Night, Ice & Handcuffs, Thigh Riding, Bath Time, Omorashi, Late to Dinner, Pie, Choking, Forbidden BJ, Late Night Snack, Two and Five, What’s a Pet Without their Master?, Ripples, Sick Day, Does She Know?, Thunderstorm, Sketch, Office Visit, Wound Care

Backstory:

Cricket’s life before Asa is no longer relevant. All of it now belongs to the Collector. However, one small insight I offer is this:

At the end of Failure, the person that caused the crash upstairs was Cricket.

**

The experiment began as any of the Collector’s tests did: While working with his insects.

Asa spent the morning studying a tarantula infected with Ophiocordyceps unilateralis—cordyceps to the layman. The arachnid stumbled this way and that, controlled totally by the fungus. As Asa observed, his thoughts wandered to those failed subjects stumbling around in the basement of the hotel, drugged out of their minds, uncontrollable, wild like rabid animals.

Could the opposite be accomplished? Could a person be conditioned to follow his orders, and his alone? Could they be trained to be as well behaved and responsive as his dogs?

His thoughts shifted once again to the depatterning and psychic driving experiments performed by MKUltra scientists in the 50s and 60s, as unsuccessful as they were. The framework was already there to create the perfect, mind-wiped puppet. All Asa had to do was expand on it.

Perhaps they just hadn’t pushed hard enough. Burdened by bureaucracy and paperwork, of course they couldn’t accomplish their goals. They did not possess his freedom and foresight.

“Dr. Emory?”

Masking his annoyance at the interruption, Asa glanced up from the tarantula to meet the inquiring gaze of the office secretary. Her glasses looked as though they were about to slip off her face by how precariously they perched at the tip of her nose. In her hands was a clipboard and a pen.

“Shall I mark you down as attending the faculty Christmas party?”

Asa would rather set himself on fire than attend another one of those parties.

“Yes, thank you,” he replied curtly, half-turning back to the enclosure.

“No plus one again?” There was something in her voice, something bordering on the edge of pity. Asa looked back at her again, more ice in his gaze and tone.

“Yes.”

“Very well. Thank you for your time.” Her low heels clicked on the marble floor as she retreated. Asa’s brows furrowed as he slowly twisted back to the terrarium.

Every other faculty member bought a spouse or partner with them to events. He was always the only one without a “plus one.” This never bothered him, of course. He had neither the time nor the patience to deal with the trivialities of romance.

But, it appeared to bother others. Did it make him seem suspicious, Asa wondered? Did it draw too much attention?

Asa leaned over the desk, his fingers splayed out. Tap, tap, tap went his scarred pointer finger. Thoughts, ideas, and solutions fell into place.

Perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone.

**

Months pass. Too many months. Too many failures.

The human spirit was proving difficult to break.

Still, he had faith in his abilities and procedures. The only way to go was forward. The three current hopefuls were showing promise, the heterochromatic one in particular. She was docile and pliant. It appeared misbehavior was not in her programming.

The keys on his belt jingled as he stalked down the hall. First, he would check the cameras. Then he would attend to the “pets.”

Room one was as he left it, except the subject’s blue trunk had tipped over. That would have hurt, considering the state of her arm. Dumb little thing.

Room two was quiet. Asa wasn’t sure if the trunk had even moved an inch since his last visit. He was mildly concerned its occupant had expired, but he wouldn’t know until he looked inside.

Room three…. The trunk was open. Empty. Asa’s eyes widened a fraction and darted around the room, but quickly came to a stop on the girl’s sleeping form.

She’d escaped her case, but hadn’t tried to escape the room? The door lock would have been easy enough to break. Interesting. And what was she wearing—

The Collector couldn’t stop the grin that tugged at the corner of his mouth. Very, very interesting indeed.

Finally, a breakthrough.

[lowkeyclowning]

RAHHH HEKJFJF I’M RUNNING LAPS, JUMPING HURDLES, DOING FLIPS, I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

GIFT ART FOR @lowkeyclowning

i loove their stuff and just had to make something for them

[shedontsmelltoogooddarious]

Blood play.

[slashervalley]

ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙʟᴏɢ

➝ 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕣 𝕕𝕟𝕚 𝟙𝟠+ 𝕤𝕠 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟠 𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕘𝕖.

➝ 𝕀’𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀’𝕞 𝕒 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.

➝ 𝕀𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 ���𝕠 𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕞𝕖, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕣 𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕡 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕤𝕜 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕓𝕠𝕩 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕚 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕠𝕠.

➝ ℍ𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 ℕ𝕆𝕋 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕, 𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕕, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟.

➝ 𝕀𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖, 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕀 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣, 𝕀’𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕡𝕒𝕘𝕖.

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Could I request Jesse with a ftm trans reader (or just male reader if you're not comfortable writing for a trans guy reader) that's got like, funky lil habits? They'll do a little jig out if nowhere or start tapping their feet like a duck when excited. Bite him when they're feeling affectionate and rub their face all over Jesse's in another affectionate manner? I think it's just cuz I'm a funky lil autistic guy but I'd love to just headbutt him and tackle him down with a hug as well.

Just kinda. Feral and quirky. I'd ask him to use his hands as my bra just out of nowhere too because I'm like that.

I hope this isn't too confusing aaaaaa 😭😭

×Vexelier×

☆ Of course I'm comfortable with it! I'm trans myself so I love seeing some representation around <3☆

Jesse x Trans!Male Reader

-> Summary: Jesse and his boyfriend's funky little habits

Headcanons, scenarios. Male reader, Fluff. I can't remember if it's mentioned but reader is trans!

-> Warnings: If I catch you fetishizing mlm relationships or tagging this as yaoi or any homophobic slur you go blocked. Same goes with transphobic behaviour.

Please tell me if you find any mistake!

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-> You have the purest soul he has ever met.

▪︎ Your habits make his heart melt

▪︎If he sees you doing a little jig while a smile is spread across your face and an improvised melody leaves your lips, he won't be able to resist the need to hug you tightly.

▪︎ "Jesse!", you squeal as his arms embrace you, "You're squeezing me!"

▪︎ The least he wants is to hurt you so he'll stop at the moment and do a quick check, he got worried.

-> Duck feet tapping

▪︎He knows you are pretty energetic so he won't suggest you to be around him when he is working in his office

▪︎But, if you want to stay there, he won't complain either. He just begs you to don't talk so he doesn't get distracted from his work.

▪︎So, when you happen to be around when he's doing paperwork (maybe you wanted to spend time with him or you are just curiously exploring the room) and you're not sat on his lap as usual, you take your time to wander around the room. You head to a dark wooden bookshelf at the side of his room, where your sight meets a silver decorative sword and a couple of gifts you gave him.

▪︎tap...tap...tap -Your taps start, they're are only a few at first and Jesse notices but, since they don't bother him, he doesn't tell you anything. As seconds pass, your sounds get faster- taptaptaptaptapta

▪︎Jesse calls your attention by knocking on the table he is working on with his knuckles and your tapping stops.

▪︎'See something you like?'

▪︎You swing your arms lightly before pointing with your head at your presents laying on the shelf.

▪︎"Those are mine" you say sheepishly

▪︎Jesse follows your gaze and finds what you were talking about. He chuckles softly and shakes his head.

▪︎His hand reaches for his desk drawer and once he opens it, he gives you a "come here" gesture.

▪︎'I carefully keep all of them. I've also go some in the glove compartment in my car for when I'm out' he signs as he shows you a bunch of drawings, little shiny rocks and tiny objects.

▪︎Your tapping starts again, making him chuckle softly. You give him a huge grin before sinking in his arms to give him a big hug, your tapping never ceasing.

-> Ñam -biting him

▪︎He is so confused the first time you do it

▪︎You were laying with him on his designer couch. Jesse was doing something on his computer and your head rested on his lap, your hands busy scrolling through some social media. His left arm was on your face, his hand stroking your cheek gently.

▪︎One time his hand got near your mouth and without thinking, you sank your fangs on his finger. He instantly retired his hand and looked up confused, worried that he might have bothered you.

▪︎"Why have you stopped?"

▪︎'You bit me...'

▪︎"Oh, sorry -Did I hurt you?"

▪︎Once you explain it to him he's completly fine with you giving him little chomps from time to time, he thinks it's cute, you look like a little puppy.

-> Rubbing your face all over his

▪︎The first you did it was probably while you were cuddling in bed, about to go to sleep.

▪︎He thinks it's very cute, and seeing your wide grin while you do it makes it totally worth it.

▪︎Honestly, I think this is his favourite little habit of yours.

▪︎He adopted your gesture and will also rub his face on yours!! He loves doing it when he is tickling you or when you're cuddling.

▪︎It always manages to make you giggle and laugh and he couldn't ask for more

-> Hugs

▪︎There's nothing he loves more than your hugs.

▪︎The moment that he hears the fast tapping on the floor approaching him, he quickly turns to your direction to catch you in his arms and receive your hug

▪︎You'll have to try hard if you want to tackle him, this man's a brick wall

▪︎Alas, if you catch him when he's having a bit less of balance and you succeed in tackling him, he will explode into giggles as he hugs you and rubs your head playfully

You really couldn't dream of a better partner.