#thirsting4slashers masterlist

[f1nalboys]

KINKTOBER DAY TWENTY-NINE ; PERIOD SEX

Stu Macher x Fem!AFAB!Reader

WORD COUNT: 670

WARNINGS: nsfw, period sex (duh,), oral (afab receiving,) fingering, stu eats the reader out, lots of blood mentioned/described, stu tells the reader to ‘take it,’ stu calls reader ‘good girl,’ not proofread

“Fuck, you’re soaked,” Stu mutters against the flesh of your neck, his hand shoved down your pants, his fingers curling inside you feverishly. You moan, your back arching at a particularly hard thrust and Stu pulls his hand out of you, glancing down and letting out a surprised laugh. “Well, that’s not what I was expecting.”

Confused, you look down and your eyes widen in horror. His hand was covered in blood, covering his two fingers completely and spread over his entire hand. “Fuck, I.. I didn’t even know, Stu, shit! I’m sorry,”

“It’s hot.” Your mouth snaps shut immediately and you meet his eyes. He had to be joking, right? But how could he have that glint in his eyes and be lying to you? “M’serious. It’s fuckin’ hot. Can… are you good if we keep going? I mean, fuck, Y/N,” You watch as his brings his hand up to his mouth and, to your surprise, pops his fingers into his mouth. His eyes flutter shut and he moans around his digits. “You fuckin’ taste good. I wanna eat you out, can I?”

You nod. Your head was reeling from the fact he actually wanted to have sex with you while you were on your period AND that he wasn’t grossed out by your blood. He goes to kiss you and decides against it at the last second. Instead he decides to hook his arms under your butt and lifts you up, your legs around his waist automatically. Now that you were aware of your period you could smell the blood, could feel the heat and slickness between your legs.

Stu places you on the dining room table and yanks at your pants, pulling them down to your ankles. You go to protest, to ask if you could move to the bedroom due to your situation, but it's cut short when his mouth is on your cunt. Your fingers knot in his hair, pulling him in closer to you and he allows it. His tongue was lapping at you, sucking at your clit over and over before sticking in three fingers.

“God, you’re so fucking,” He says, pulling himself away from you for just a second before diving back in. He’s swirling his tongue around your clit as he fingers you, curling the digits inside and hitting against that part of you that had you losing your breath. “Taste so good, could live down here.” Another comment cut off by the overwhelming urge to be in your cunt. “It feels good, doesn’t it? Tell me.”

“Fuck, Stu! Fuck, yeah, yes it feels good. I’m so close, don’t fucking stop!” “You couldn’t pay me to.” Everything he’s doing increases somehow, the pleasure mounting inside you until it feels like you are going to explode. Stu groans against your clit when you cum, taking his fingers out and switching places with his mouth. His tongue is dipping inside you, drinking down your blood and cum while his thumb is pressed down onto your clit.

When you come down from your high and force your eyes open, you see a sight that you never thought you’d see. Stu was still in between your legs with the biggest grin on his face and a look of complete and utter love. His face from his nose down was covered in blood as was his hand. Glancing down you see the mess you both had made; your thighs were covered and you can feel the blood and cum dripping down your cunt towards the back of your thighs and ass, dripping onto the table.

“I can’t believe you did it…” You say and he scoffs. 

“Like I’d ever pass up the opportunity to eat you out. Now, I’m gonna fuck you right here, raw, and you’re gonna take it like a good girl, right?” You nod and he smiles, his clean hand coming up and resting on your cheek. “God, I can’t wait to see my cock covered in your blood.” Neither could you.

[f1nalboys]

(request)

I talked with a friend of mine abt this idea but honestly,, bimbo!reader with billy and stu <33333 maybe they're shopping for bikinis and reader (completely oblivious to what she is doing to them) tries on one that the boys like and bc I'm a whore they fuck her in the dressing room

HI im sorry for how long its taken me, and sorry for it being so short and not super smutty :( i've been so knocked out from kinktober i stg, i'm sorry ahhh!! i hope you like it all the same though :)

Billy Loomis and Stu Macher x Fem!AFAB!Reader

WORD COUNT: 458

WARNINGS: nsfw, bimbo!reader, slight dumbification,/bimbofication, misogny, boys are a little misogynist it's sexy though don't worry, reader gets called a cock-sleeve and a sex toy, not proofread

You had to have known what you were doing. You couldn’t be that fucking ignorant to the fact, could you? Billy’s leg was bouncing up and down and Stu was starting to get really fucking annoyed with him. “Man, cut it out. Christ,” He snapped and Billy’s leg went still. Sighing, Stu leans back on the bench and throws an arm over Billy’s shoulder. “Sorry, man. I’m just all worked up.”

“How do you guys like this one?” Stu sucks in a breath as you step out of the dressing room clad in the smallest fucking bikini either man had ever seen. Your nipples and crotch were barely covered and when you did a spin they saw that your ass was on full display. It was a dark red color and it looked perfect.

“I love that one,” Billy says and Stu nods in agreement, nudging Billy with his elbow. He stands up and walks over to you, wrapping his arms around you and kissing you. You giggle when his hands squeeze your ass and you swat at him, pulling back. “You want some help getting changed?” He gives you a smile and you nod, letting the two men into the dressing room first.

The second you shut and lock the door Billy is on you, his hand shoved down your bikini, his fingers swiping through your folds. His mouth muffles your surprised gasp and the following moans and Stu attaches his lips to your neck, sucking and nipping at the skin. “I thought-” Both men pull away from you and laugh quietly.

“What, you thought we were actually offering to help you change?” Billy asks and you nod slowly, embarrassment washing over you. He shakes his head a little as his finger pushes into you, curling inside your cunt. “You can be so stupid sometimes baby. You try on these bikinis, showing off your ass and your tits and try to act all innocent, like you didn’t know what you were doing.”

“Lucky for you, we don’t want you to think,” Stu whispers against your skin, pulling your bikini top down in one swift motion. Your head rolls backwards, resting on his shoulder as both men begin to work together, turning you into a mindless cock-sleeve. “You just let us use you and it’ll be alright. You want that?” You nod, your mind already beginning to fog, and he laughs. “Good girl. Just keep that pretty little head empty for us.”

Billy shoves you to your knees suddenly, his cock pulled free from his jeans. Tapping it against your lips he smirks when your mouth opens without a second thought. “Such a good fucking toy, aren’t you. Just here for our pleasure, hm? Get to it, slut.”

[f1nalboys]

idk if you’re taking requests rn so ignore if ur not <33,,, but

gun safety had me REELING and thinking abt the kitchen scene in scream where stu has the gun and i kept thinking abt poly!ghostface smut where stu has a gun to s/o’s head while billy has a knife against their throat?? literally obsessed w the idea i cannot stop thinking abt it.

anyways i adore your writing sm,, you’re a blessing and i hope you’re having a wonderful day<3

HIIII MY BELOVEDILY AND THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS OMGGGG so its a little short (feel like i say that with everything i post nowadays omg) but i still hope you enjoy it!!!! eventually i might make this into a full fic if i get the inspo but ill def make sure to tag you in it if i do!!!!! enjoy <3

Poly!Ghostface x GN!Reader

WORD COUNT: 509

WARNINGS: nsfw, bad gun and knife safety, borderline blood kink, borderline marking kink, blood, reader gets a cut, voyeurism? i guess hehe, implication of more sex, not proofread

nsfw under the cut babey

“You keep moving like that and you’re gonna get your throat slit, baby,” Billy purrs into your ear as he digs the blade into your throat just a tad bit harder. He was fucking you into the mattress, one hand planted beside your head on the mattress and the other holding the knife to your throat. Each thrust of his had the knife digging into your skin a but more and you can feel as the first layer of skin breaks

“Fuckin’ look beautiful with blood on ‘ya,” Stu says, his free hand running down your chest, pinching at your nipples. The (unloaded) gun was light in his hand and the barrel was pressed to your temple. It bumped against your head each time Billy thrust into you and you were beginning to get a dull ache in your head from it but god you didn’t care, not when it felt this good.

You had been the one to bring the idea up, surprisingly. The knife was used before this, of course, but you had caught both men off guard when you suggested the use of both weapons at the same time. “You got a death wish?” Billy had asked but you knew he was into it from the way his pupils were blown out. It only took two days for it to go down and you knew both of them were antsy to try it.

You squeeze your eyes shut tight, focusing on the cold metal against your throat, the stark contrast with the warm blood that had begun to prickle to the surface. The gun against your temple mixed in was enough for your stomach to twist, burn hot, tighten.

“Fuuuuck, you’re close, aren’t ya?” Billy grunts and Stu grabs ahold of your chin, squeezing tightly, forcing your eyes open. You nod and Billy lets out a shaky breath; he was close to. Stu was still clothed and he grinds down against you, his erection straining against his jeans. “Look at you, getting off with a fuckin’ knife and gun on you. Fucking filthy,”

“Come on then, show us how much you like us holding this shit to you, show us you don't want us to use ‘em on you.” Stu says and you cum, mouth open, in a silent scream. Billy cums just after you, dropping the knife beside you in favor of wrapping his free hand around your throat and pulling you in for a rough kiss.

Stu runs a hand through Billy’s hair as you both come down from your high, chests heaving. “S’good,” You get out and Billy grins, pulling away from the kiss and letting go of your throat. “How much am I bleeding?”

Billy shrugs, showing off his palm which was covered in a thin layer of blood. “Not enough. C’mon, you ready for another round?”

“Always.”

“Good,” Stu chimes in and you chew at your bottom lip at the sound of him taking his belt off. “Because I’ve been dying to fuck you since I had that gun on you.”

[f1nalboys]

hello! i was wondering if i could make a billy loomis request. maybe something (headcanon or blurb, whatever you decide) of how he would react to being called super cute and mushy pet names by his s/o? i feel like he’d be mad/embarrassed & blushing while also cracking a smile all at the same time. (a few of my fav ones are baby cakes & baby gorgeous lol in case you need somewhere to start)

this is the cutest damn req ever i stg

Billy Loomis x GN!Reader

WORD COUNT: 248

WARNINGS: not proofread

God im throwing up crying sliding down the wall i love him and this idea

Ok so first Billy is like ….what did you call me???

And he kinda is mad about it because c’mon he’s dark and mysterious you shouldn't be calling him honey bun muffin lover ugh

But beep down he finds it….. Endearing tbh

Like you like him so much you’ve come up with these sappy ass pet names??? And when he sees how much you mean it and the love in your eyes it just wears down his annoyance

“Fine, you can call me that… just not in public please,”

(you can call him it in public lol)

He blushes literally ever ytime he’s like babe stopppppppp

But he really does love when you call him those names because it’s just so damn domestic

And it reiterates that you really like him

Like ACTUALLY like him

Maybe even loooOOOooove him hehe

Im gonna kiss him

Like lets just imagine hanging out with him and then, as if it’s second nature, you call him “baby cakes” and he immediately breaks into a grin and theres this light blush spreading across his cheeks

And he starts calling you pet names

Like besides the usual babe, baby, sexy, beautiful, etc etc, he’s gonna try out some of yours

His favorites are sunshine and baby cakes heheheheheh

And his voice is just so light when he says it like its filled with love

Im sobbing right now

[f1nalboys]

KINKTOBER DAY TWENTY-SEVEN ; DUMBIFICATION

Poly!The Lost Boys x GN!Reader

WORD COUNT: 280

WARNINGS: nsfw, dumbification (duh), mentions of being filled with cum, poly relationship, could be considered dub-con??? but i didn’t write it like that, not proofread

“I don’t think they can fucking talk!” Paul’s voice sounded far off despite the fact he was right beside you. He sounded giddy at the idea and you tried desperately to talk, to prove him wrong, but your mind was foggy. 

You were completely and utterly blissed out. You were flat on the bed, covered in sweat and  bite marks and a small amount of blood, surrounded by the boys. Each of them were touching you, some more roughly than others, and the sensation was almost too much. “I.. can, I can talk,” You force out and the four of them laugh.

“Don’t you worry baby,” Dwayne purrs into your ear, his finger lightly tracing your jaw. Your eyes open and you blink a few times, staring up at him. “You don’t have to talk, or think, or anything. We can take care of you, isn’t that right?”

“Yea…” You whisper. You were already beginning to miss the feeling of the men touching you, overloading your senses with how needy they were. They’ve been touching you all day, filling you to the brim with their cum, taking turns using you. You hadn’t had to think about anything other than how good you felt.

David, who had been sitting by your feet, stands, pushing at your legato spread them. Your thighs and the bedsheets underneath you were completely soaked through. “Are you alright for another round, sweetheart? We just wanna make you feel good, don’t want you to worry about anything.”

All you can do is nod and let the incoming pleasure take over. You didn’t need to think. You had them and they were going to take care of you.

[f1nalboys]

Howdy pal! You know I have to ask for some Poly!Lost Boys after you requested one from me hehe your poly!lost boys stuff is some of my fave <3 Okay, how about something along the lines of afab reader being on the boardwalk with the boys, and after some asshole guys try to hit on you/get in your space, the vamp boys take it upon themselves to ehem assert dominance >:) Some public sex/groping, voyeurism, lots of possessive dirty talk about who the reader belongs to and how they would never let anyone hurt you, and perhaps some bonus points if the asshole guys happen to stumble upon your lovers pleasuring you hehehe Hope u enjoy and I always love seeing your stuff and def need to catch up on your kinktober fics <3

EEEEEEE hope you like this!!!

Poly!Lost Boys x Fem!AFAB!Reader

WORD COUNT: 1285

WARNINGS: nsfw, public sex, four-some, possessiveness, slightly forced voyeurism, dirty talk, oral (afab receiving), nipple play??, not proofread lolz, murder <3, blood mention, implication of more sex

“Hey there, honey.” The man’s voice made your face twist up as you turned around. You’ve never seen him around before and you really wish you had been able to keep that up now that you were face to face with him. He leans in and you get a whiff of tobacco. “You look lost. Maybe ya need a man to help you out.”

Scoffing, you try to just turn away and ignore him, your eyes searching for any of the boys, when he grabs your arm and turns you around. “Get the hell off of me,” You snap, ripping your arm away from him. He snarls at you, opening his mouth to say something when you feel an arm snake around your waist and a smell wafts over you, one that is much more familiar.

“Who the fuck are you?” David's voice was thick and you leaned into him with a smirk. David was shorter than the other guy but his personality was 10x larger. Dwayne, Marko, and Paul are right behind David, standing behind you silently and you watch as the man sizes them up.

“Didn’t know they were spoken for.” He scowls down at you and turns away, walking off into the distance and David’s grip on your waist tightens. All of the boys hated seeing another man talk to you, but especially David.

He walked quickly through the crowd, making sure you were still following him. David turns into an alleyway and shoves you against the wall, his knee in between your legs. You were shrouded by darkness, the lights from the boardwalk off to the side as David started to kiss you. The brick digs into your back but David’s gloved hands are roaming your body, gliding up your shirt with an insane amount of intensity.

“Stupid fucking prick,” He murmurs against your lips, nipping at your bottom one before he begins to kiss along your jaw. You hum, opening your eyes to see the other three men behind him with smirks on their faces. “Didn’t know you belong to us, gotta prove it.”

When he pulls away from you he’s quickly replaced by Marko who shoves his tongue down your throat. His hand is on the base of your neck, forcing you in closer to him, and he’s palming at your tit roughly. Your mind is swimming from the feeling and from the slowly-dawning realization that you’re about to get fucked in an alleyway a mere 10 feet from the boardwalk. The fact should bother you but it doesn’t.

Marko takes a step backwards and you follow without another thought. Paul slips in behind you and kisses at your neck, sucking and biting at your flesh while Marko’s tongue drags across your own. You can barely breath but god, you didn’t even want to if it meant you would have to pull away from either of them for a single second.

“Marko, can you fucking get her pants off or am I gonna have to do it for you?” Dwayne’s voice is right beside you and when Marko pulls back he does so with a scoff. You turn your head slightly, Paul's lips still sucking hickies onto your neck, and Dwayne smiles at you. “Who do you belong to, again?”

“You four. All of you,” You get out and Marko drops to his knees, pulling at your jeans with a sly smile. He lets go of them when they’re around your ankles and leans in, breathing in your scent with a groan. Dwayne pulls your shirt up palming at your clothed breast for a second before tugging your bra down. The cool night air hardens your nipples and you gasp when Dwayne swoops down and attaches his mouth onto one of them.

Paul’s free hand is on your other nipple, rolling the bud between his fingers. You’re so focused on the feeling that you don’t notice Marko pulling your underwear down until he’s spreading your legs apart and licking up your cunt. Your hands tangle into his hair immediately and it spurs him onwards, the wet sounds of his mouth and your juices filling the air.

“Such a good slut for us,” David says. He’s still standing in front of you, the only one who’s hands aren’t grabbing at you, but his voice had the same effect on you as if he were. “You can only do this with us, isn’t that right? No one else out there could get you to spread your legs for them on the fucking boardwalk.”

You whimper at his words and Marko pushes in two of his fingers. The stretch makes you hiss. Dwayne is still sucking at your nipple, his teeth grazing across the bud every so often. “S-so good. You all make me, fuck! Make me feel so nice.” It’s hard to get the words out with how overloaded your senses are.

“What’re you- oh!” You look to the side and see the man who had been bothering you on the boardwalk standing in the opening of the alley way. Your face heats up and you half-expect Marko, Dwyane, and Paul to let up, to move off of you and let you get dressed. But they don’t. They’re movements get faster, more confident. “I didn’t… I’m gonna leave,”

“No.” David says sharply and you watch through heavy-lidded eyes as he walks over to the man and grabs him by the shoulder. David walked him over to where he had been standing and the man kept trying to keep his eyes off of your body and the men ravishing it. “See, you tried to encroach on our property. And this,” David motions towards your quivering form; you were so close. “This is how we prove that we own her.”

Markos fingers are curling inside you and he’s sucking your clit into his mouth, his eyes trained on you. Your legs were shaking and if Paul hadn’t been behind you, his hands around your waist, you would have surely fallen onto the ground. Your nipples were painfully hard, bordering on raw, and they still hadn’t stopped touching you. Your skin was on fire.

“Gonna, fuck! I’m, I need to-”

“Cum, Y/N. Show us who can make you feel good, who can keep you safe. Prove it.” David's voice sounds far off as you come undone into Markos mouth. He takes it like a champ, his hands on your thighs and his tongue never leaving your cunt until you are limp. When he pulls off of you he’s grinning and you can see his face covered in your juices from the boardwalk lights. He licks his lips as he pulls your pants back up and Paul and Dwayne let go of your tits.

Your eyes remain closed, your heart thumping out of your chest, as Dwayne fixes your bra and shirt, moving off of you and leaving Paul to keep you standing. The sound of a thump forces your eyes open and they snap directly to the body on the ground. Glancing up, you can make out the crimson liquid covering David’s face and chest, some of it still dripping onto the ground.

“I got hungry,” He says and you sigh, standing up fully. Paul moves off of you and gives David a grin when he walks past him. David wraps his arms around your waist and stares at you. His eyes flash yellow and a shiver goes down your spine. “And I couldn’t have someone else see you like that and live. Now,” His hand knots itself into your hair and he wretches your head back, exposing your neck for him. “It’s my turn to really show you who you belong to.”

[f1nalboys]

KINKTOBER DAY TWENTY-THREE ; SQUIRTING

Mickey Altieri and Randy Meeks x Fem!AFAB!Reader

WORD COUNT: 553

WARNINGS: nsfw, she pronouns used, squirting (duh), threesome, vibrator, unprotected sex, creampie, implication of more sex, slight dirty talk and praise, not proofread

The two of them were working together in a way that you had never seen before. They butt heads all the time, disagreeing and arguing until you came to split it up, but now? They moved as a unit, communicating without so much as a word; looking at each other was enough.

You were in between them, Mickey positioned between your legs, fucking into you hard, his hips slamming into yours in a way that you knew you’d be bruised tomorrow. Randy was beside you, his cock lazily thrusting in and out of your mouth, his hand pinching at your sore nipples. They’ve been going at it for hours, pulling orgasm after orgasm from you without breaking a sweat. When they were together they knew how to tip you over the edge over and over again.

“Fuck, s’tight. Cunt’s got me fucking crazy, y’know that?” Mickey pants, pressing his thumb down on your throbbing clit. The pain almost outweighed the pleasure. Almost. Randy hums, pulling out of your mouth, reveling in the noises you started to make. “Could listen to you all day, sweetheart. Fuck! Randy, she’s so goddamn tight.”

“She loves getting fucked by us, don’t you?” Randy coo’s into your ear, grabbing your chin and pulling you in for a kiss. Your moans are muffled by his tongue slipping in your mouth but that wasn’t good enough for Mickey. Randy pulls away from you again and glances at Mickey for a split second, smirking as if he read the brunette's mind. “You wanna cum again? Want Mickey to fuck you through it, cum all over him?” 

You nod feverishly, mouth agape and eyes squeezed shut, your mind reeling. You can feel the glob of Mickey's spit hit your tongue and it makes you clench around him harder as you swallow. The buzzing is what forces you to open your eyes and you watch as Randy places the toy onto your clit. “Fuck! Oh fuck, Randy, Mickey, shit!” You can’t even think straight as your orgasm washes over you. 

Mickey lets out a surprised gasp as you squirt, soaking his neatly trimmed pubes, dripping down his thighs, covering his cock. You had never done that before. Tears were spilling from your eyes as the overstimulation started to take over, Mickey's cock hitting into your g-spot with each thrust and Randy pressing down on your clit even harder.

When Mickey cums he does so loudly, his nails digging into the tender flesh of your thighs, coating your insides with his seed. When you’re able to open your eyes it takes a second for you to focus on him and his smirk. “That was hot. You got the sheets fuckin’ soaked.” You don’t have time to be shocked before he’s kissing you roughly, palming at your tit. When he pulls back and grins at Randy, eyes burning into his. “Think you could get her to do it again?”

“Let’s find out. Here,” Randy turns the toy off and pawns it off to Mickey as he pulls out, his cum seeping out of you. They switch spots and you watch as Randy lines up with your entrance. “I’m gonna fuck you so good you squirt again, alright baby? I promise you, I’ll make you feel so good.”

It was a promise he intended to keep.

[f1nalboys]

period sex with the slashers pls?

LETS GO ANON LETS GO!!! Under the cut is Poly!TLB (including Star), all three Sinclair brothers, and Billy/Stu/Mickey <3 Hope you enjoy!!

WORD COUNT: 971

WARNINGS: period sex, nsfw, blood, fingering, oral, gn!afab!reader

TLB

Literally the worst people to have period sex with

(or the best)

Don’t expect any down time when you’re on your period, at the very least the boys (and star) are going to be all over you

Marko especially, he’s going to be grabbing ahold of you and kissing you, smelling you

Like a dog but a really cute one :)

Dwayne might be the one who's more likely to leave you be, but that’s just because he knows once he…. Gets a whiff (sorry, i know, its gross) he's not going to be able to leave you alone

David is the one to initiate sex first, blood has never bothered him and it’s going to be even hotter if hes able to cover you in blood that isn’t from a wound

So expect lots of oral (they love the taste and smell of you, what can I say) and sex

Like deadass, you might not even need to wear underwear (or clothes) that week because someone is going to want to use you at all hours of the day

Star, Dwayne, and Paul will be the most gentle with you, not going to hard because they know you’re in pain from cramps

David and Marko??? Whole different story

This is the week that you’ll get a lot of love bites on your body, more than you normally would get

David will live in between your legs, he might not even want to go hunt this time of the month because you have a meal ready for him <3

Just make sure they don’t… over do it and you because they will literally eat you dry LMFAO

SINCLAIR BROTHERS

None of the brothers are afraid of blood, that much is certain

Lester is the most into it, he thinks its so fucking hot that you’d still want him to fuck you even if you were on your period

You have to bring it up to him first

Because if you don’t and he asks to have sex and you go ‘I’m on my period,’ he’s going to assume you don’t want to have sex with him because of that

He’s eating you out, idc the man carries roadkill around all day, eating your blood soaked pussy isn’t going to bother him

Lets all imagine his face buried between your legs before he pulls back, his entire mouth and chin and nose covered in blood and he has that shit eating grin

Yeah <3

Bo also loves period sex, but it might take a bit for him to be alright with eating you out while you’re on your period

Like a long term relationship type thing

But once he does it for the first time??? Good luck getting his mouth off of you

He loves fucking you in the garage with you strapped down to the chair (based on this fic by @aggravatetheaxe because holy shit its perfect!!! like that’s bo babey!!! also follow jack mwah)

Fingers you until his entire hand is covered in blood

Might make you clean him up, whether that be by sucking his cock clean, licking up his fingers, or kissing him

It’s only fair YOU get a taste of yourself too, right??

Vincent, for some reason, seems like the one you’d have to try and convince

Not because he thinks its gross or anything, but because he knows periods can be painful and he doesn’t want to make it hurt more

Tell him it’s alright and mayyyybe have him catch you fingering yourself and he’ll get right on it

Fucks you from behind and will use your blood and cum to cover your body, especially your nipples

GHOSTFACE

Billy and Stu looooove them some period sex fr

Stu will eat you out for hours, nice and slow, if you let him

Billy, while he’s totally up for eating you out too, wants to fuck you

Seeing his cock covered in your blood is so hot to him, the feeling of it around him when hes thrusting into you

He gets drunk off of it I stg

Both of them would be a little less likely to try and initiate sex just because they don’t want to push you if you’re not feeling up for it

If you want to initiate it though…. They’re so down, please let them

Mickey is also into period sex but is not going to be forthcoming with it

When you’re on your period he’s going to try and avoid all sex conversation lol, but you can definietly tell he’s more handsy

Grabs your waist, will kiss your neck, might offer to finger you if you’re up for it

But when you ask if he’d ever think about fuck you while you’re on your period, you essentially opened the fucking floodgates

Mickey will be buying you more sheets because the ones you have will be stained to hell and back

Also loves the sight and feel of your blood on him and he’s going to finger you first and spread your blood over your thighs and stomach, might get super into it and start making some… vaguely threatening comments about making you bleed more while he fucks you

If you ask him about it after he’s like ‘lol… 😐i was in a silly goofy mood’ because he wouldn’t ever actually stab you or anything

But maybe the thought is hot to him idk hes a freak i love him

He will also eat you out with no hesitation but if he does that then you have to kiss him and suck him off after he fucks you

Talks up the taste of your period blood which like

Is a big confident booster but in a weird way

Like you love how metallic i taste 🥺? bae stooooppppp it you’re making me blush

[f1nalboys]

REQUESTS FOR DBH YOU SAY? Any chance I can get a soft affectionate bit of our dearly beloved Ralph? :D

GOD I LOVE YOU FOR THIS <3333 I love Ralph and he needs more love I swear

WORD COUNT: 542

WARNINGS: none <3

RALPH MY BELOVED FR

God please just love him and be patient

Getting close with Ralph would take a bit, especially if you’re not an android. He doesn’t want to get hurt like he has before

But if you’re kind and patient, showing him that you care about him and that you wouldn’t ever dream of being unkind??? He’s putty in your hands!!

He’s gonna bring you little gifts he finds, he kind of like a crow

Shiny thing? Here you go, I thought you might like this :)

GOD please give him gifts!!!! He really loves homemade stuff (or even things you find out and about that you think he may like, knowing you think about him when he’s not there is the way to his heart)

He will follow you around like a lost puppy those first few weeks if not months you're together

He's so scared you'll leave him, it'll genuinely break his heart if you do

“Ralph loves you, he’ll protect you!”

And he will! Anything that could be a threat is getting fucking rocked

He’d also cook you stuff all the time

Yeah it might be roadkill but he really is trying

Ralph is so self conscious about his face. He doesn’t understand why you like him so please please PLEASE just shower him in praise

Kiss him <3

He loves cuddling, he literally could stay there with you in his arms for hours

Ralph also loves listening to you talk, it slows his brain down and lets him calm down

TELL HIM STORIES IDC HE’S PERFECT HE WOULD LOVE IT

He’d even read to you and do funny little voices

When he gets overwhelmed, which is quite often, he doesn’t want you around him

He’s worried he might hurt you accidentally and that would fucking kill him. He’d literally never forgive himself even if you do

He’s super affectionate and would smother you in kisses whenever he could and he’s always touching you in some way

A hand on your arm, grabbing your hand with his, his foot touching you on the couch. He does it without even realizing it, but when he does it it helps ground him, lets him know that he’s not alone and that he’s safe

You’re truly his world

Gets jealous easily, especially if you have to go out and do stuff

He’ll worry all day until you're back home and then he’d grill you about what happened while you were out

“Who is that? Ralph doesn’t like them, Ralph doesn’t trust them. Can’t trust them, Y/N, no way.”

He won't go out and stop you from talking with anyone or anything like that because deep down he trusts you, he just doesn't trust other people

You’re beautiful, of course those people want you! They’re going to try and steal you from ralph, he just knows it

He’s a king idc he loves you so much it’s impossible for him to ignore his feelings

He was 100% the one who said i love you first and it was probably very early on but you can’t blame him, he has a lot of love to give <33

10/10 would recommend being with him, he’d treat you so good i love he

[f1nalboys]

*deep breath* Okay OKAY SO...polyghostface ofc but Im feeling f l u f f y so maybe something where Billy, Stu, and F! Or GN!reader are all pining for each other? Like their inner thoughts and maybe realizing oh shit Im in love with two people god theyre both so perfect for me fuck. And feelings come out one day hanging in stu's room? Some smut if you feel like it, but if not the just that!

couldn't find a good point to get in some smut so i apologize BUT i really laid the fluff on there so i hope that makes up for it!!!

Poly!Ghostface x GN!Reader

WORD COUNT: 1593

WARNINGS: fluff, cursing, lowkey domestic poly ghostface, friends to lovers

Surprisingly, it was Billy who realized his feelings for the two of you first. He and Stu had been together for a few months at this point, exclusive but nothing official. You, on the other hand, were just a friend. A really close, cool, funny, hot, platonic friend. His feelings, something he tended to just shove down until a better moment to handle them (which happened to be never) hit him like a bag of bricks 2 months, 1 week, 6 days, and 4 hours ago.

He still isn’t sure why that was when he realized his feelings, either. Thinking back on it, Billy clearly had a crush on you long before then, but it took this miniscule and almost forgettable moment to realize it. Stu was supposed to be the dumb one, not him.

You and he were in his living room sprawled out onto the floor. He had a huge project due for his English 301 class and, in typical Billy fashion, completely forgot about starting it until three days before. “Remind me again how much notice you had on this shit?” You ask, scrunching your eyebrows together in mock annoyance. Billy sighs and feels his cheeks heat up.

“...A month and a half.” You bark out a laugh and he flips you off, the corner of his lip upturned. “Shut it. I just… forgot that it was a thing. And besides, now that you owe me some help, I’ll get it done in no time!”

“You’re cashing that favor in on this project?” You really were confused about that part. Billy knew that if he had just asked you would've dropped anything and hauled ass to his place to help him free of charge. You shrug. “Whatever floats your boat. Now,” You sit up and scoot closer to Billy, holding a pile of papers with his chicken-scratch on it and dropping it in front of him. You place a hand onto his knee and for some reason Billy can feel his stomach ache. Not in a bad, I’m-gonna-hurl way, but in a good way. “Can you tell me what the hell you wrote? I can’t read your handwriting for shit.”

Something about that moment flipped the switch in Billy’s head. The only logical explanation for him to feel that way after something so… innocent was that he was in love with you. That, or he was coming down with a bug. He wasn’t sure which one he’d prefer, honestly. He fought back the idea of liking you until it was well past two am and you had passed out on the couch.

A sticky note was stick to the side of your face and there was a thin line of drool sliding down your cheek but fuck, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t think you looked cute. There was something so mind-numbingly domestic about this that just had his head reeling. “I like you.” He whispered it softly, his eyes trained on your sleeping form, testing the words. They sounded nice.

You were the next one to realize your feelings for the two men. Surprisingly, you realized it at the exact same time; they had come over your house to comfort you. You had been talking to them for the last two nights about this date you were supposed to go on, your first one in a long time, but when you had gotten to the restaurant and sat for almost an hour, you realized that you had been stood up. A part of you didn’t want to answer their texts asking how the date was going. It was humiliating.

But you knew them and while, yes, they were often assholes, you knew they wouldn’t make fun of you for this. Not with how fucking awful you were feeling. You called them as you got out of the restaurant, tears flowing freely, and you could hear the seriousness in their voice when they asked where you were.

They met you at your house, staying on the phone with you until they saw you face to face, and Stu pulled you in for a bone crushing hug. “Fuck, Y/N, you alright?” He asks with his chin resting on top of your head. Billy had come up and grabbed your belongings from you, putting them in their place while Stu walked you into the living room.

“Yeah...no. No, I’m not,” You said, your voice cracking. The two men wrapped their arms around you and held you, nothing more. They let you cry, only breaking the silence to whisper soothing things into your ear. It was nice. When you finished you were exhausted and they knew it. “M’sorry for making you guys come all the way out here.”

“Stop apologizing.” Billy snapped and Stu nodded in agreement. Billy grabbed your hand and laced his fingers in yours, squeezing your hand tightly. All you could do was look at him, really look at him, as he spoke. “You’re our friend, Y/N. We love you and we fucking hate seeing you hurt, especially because of some piece of shit asshole. You didn’t make us do anything, we chose to come here because we love you. Now, go get changed into comfy clothes because we’re gonna watch the goriest, shittiest 60’s movie I can think of to make you feel better.”

Stu nods, kissing your shoulder in a soothing act, one that had you leaning into his touch ever so slightly. “Yeah! Have you ever seen us do shit we didn’t want to?”

And it worked. Billy’s rousing speech had you getting changed within minutes and when you came back out into your living room the two men had set about their own tasks. Billy was creating a fort using your dining room chairs and blankets, his tongue poking out of the side of his mouth as he set it up. Stu was in the kitchen singing along to the radio, filling in the words he didn’t know with loud noises. He was getting popcorn and drinks together, even making you his ‘world famous’ nachos that he only made when he deemed the situation ‘insane, sad, or happy’ enough for one.

That’s when you realized. You knew you loved them, but up until now, you always thought the warm feeling that filled your chest when you were with them was just the kind that friends get around other friends. But this, the way your heart was thumping and how you couldn’t stop from smiling at the utter kindness they were showing you? That was love.

Stu was the last one to realize, but not because he never knew. In all honesty, he had just assumed you and Billy felt the same way about him that he felt about you and never considered the alternative that maybe your feelings weren’t as strong as his. He was watching you and Billy talk about… something and he felt himself get all fuzzy inside.

That’s not how friends feel about each other. Friends aren’t supposed to think about friends’ lips against their own, they’re not supposed to think about their friends' moans, and they’re DEFINITELY not supposed to think about their friends' bodies. And that’s all Stu was doing/ He thought about more innocent stuff when it came to both you and Billy obviously, but he’d be lying if he said his thought’s had never once been plagued by the image of all three of your bodies together.

And now here you all were, eating dinner in silence, each thinking about the other two in the most romantic, sickly sweet way possible, all while thinking the other two didn’t feel the same way. Stupid, really. Ask anyone else and they’d tell you they really did think the three of you were together with how you were attached at the hip and how the three of you got these big doe eyes and wide smiles when you talked about the others.

Something you said had the boys reeling. It took a solid three minutes before anyone spoke again and when they did, the two men were blurting out love confessions. It was pretty cute seeing them all nervous and fidgety, especially once they realized that the other was saying the exact same thing as them. “So… who do you choose?”

It was Stu who asked and the room fell silent again, both men staring at you, their gaze intense. It was enough to have you shifting in your chair. “Uhm… I’m not choosing between you two.” Billy and Stu visibly deflate. “No! No, I’m saying I’m not picking between you two. I kind of… I kind of like you both and if we’re going to do this, y’know, date or whatever, I was thinking all three of us could try it.”

“Both of us?” Billy asked before turning to look at Stu. They had been together before and you knew that, so it wasn’t a question of being with another man. They just had never once considered the possibility of adding you into the relationship. “I mean.. I’m cool with that, yeah,” He says with a grin, trying to act nonchalant about all this. Stu on the other hand made no attempt to hide his excitement.

“Score! I get to date two hot pieces of ass?”

You groan playfully, tossing your head back slightly. “Don’t make me change my mind, Stuart.”

“Ouch! The first name; you’re in troubleeeeee,” Billy teased, leaning over to you and kissing your cheek gently. Yeah, you could get used to this.

[f1nalboys]

Punishment ; Bo Sinclair x Fem!GN!Reader

@house-of-ass​ and her mama’s boy bo stuff had me going feral so <333 take this random mini thing i just finished 

WORD COUNT: 1141

WARNINGS: nsfw, bo calls reader momma, mommy kink <3, no sex as punishment, bo is so in love with the reader its insane, begging, reader jerks bo off, implication of more sex, not proofread

This punishment was killing Bo. He had pissed you off, can’t remember what he even did but what he can remember is the look on your face and how he knew he had just royally fucked up. That night he had tried to kiss you and you dodged it with a scowl. “I’ll tell you when you get to touch me, Bo.”

It’s been a week now and you haven't let up. He’d even given in and begged, near fucking tears, and all you did was cock an eyebrow and grin at him. And what was worse is that he didn’t even want to touch himself. Before you, he jacked off all the time, sometimes twice a day, but he never had a reason too once you came into his life.

When he realized that you were sticking to your guns he had been in the shower alone, his hand wrapped around his cock, fisting himself quickly but he gave up. It didn’t feel good, not like how you felt clenched around him, and it would’ve taken him hours just to cum. Thinking of your body, how you sounded when he fucked you, the praise that dripped from your tongue when you took control, it still wasn’t enough. He needed the real thing.

So he spent the next three days waiting on you hand and foot, doing anything and everything he could to get you to forgive him and to touch him. You’d smiled, even kissed him a few times, but you always said the same thing: “I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson, baby.”

But he had. He had learned his lesson the second he did whatever it was and he would do anything to feel your hand wrap around his throat, your lips around his cock, even a fucking whisper from you could get him to cum right now. And then you said the magic words. He was cooking, his back turned to you and you came over to him and wrapped your hands around his waist. 

“Why don’t you finish up and meet me in the bedroom, alright?” Bo went still. He had heard you wrong, clearly, but then you palmed him through his jeans and he nearly came right then and there and you walked off without another word. Bo’s mind was reeling as he cleaned up, his hands were shaking like he was a virgin and about to get laid for the first time all over again and he half expected to see you naked on the bed, legs spread, waiting for him.

When he got into the room, though, you were fully dressed and sat on the chair. “Lay down on the bed.” He listened without a word, swallowing hard. He couldn’t read your expression but his stomach was flipping with anxiety. “Good boy,” The name has him sucking in a breath, head tilting down to his hand, a blush spreading across his cheeks. Oh. It was one of those nights.

He doesn’t hear you stand, doesn’t notice you until your hands are in his hair and you’re yanking his head up roughly. “Shit,” His mouth is open, staring at you with wide eyes and his cock is straining against his pants. “M’sorry, baby, I am. You know that, right? Y’know how much I love you, how bad I’ve felt this week.”

“I know,” You coo, kissing him. It’s slow, he wants you to take control and kiss him hard, push him down on the bed and fuck him senseless, but you don’t. Instead, you pull back and let go of his hair, cupping his face. He melts into your touch. “You’ve been such a good boy for me. Have you touched yourself? You could’ve you know? I won’t be mad if you did.”

Bo shakes his head, almost embarrassed. “No, momma. I tried, I mean, but I couldn’t… wasn’t enough. I need you.” This makes you grin and kiss him again, harder, more desperate. He whines into the kiss but he keeps his hands in his lap, the fear of angering you, of having this ripped away again too much. “Can I touch you? Please?”

“Of course, baby. I’m gonna take care of you, alright?” You straddle him, letting his hands roam your body at will. While he hadn’t been able to touch you for a week, you hadn’t been touched in a week. Both of you were desperate for the other, needing to feel them against you. “Lay back, take your pants off.”

He does as he’s told, fumbling at his belt, shoving his pants and underwear down as quickly as he can. He stares at you with such intensity as you take your shirt off slowly, your pants following. You hold his gaze. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful…” He whispers and you grin; you loved when Bo got like this. When all he could think about was you.

You return to your spot on the bed, one leg thrown over Bo’s, pinning him underneath you. He was painfully hard, a small wet spot on his t-shirt from where the head of his cock had been pressing against it. He whimpers, head rolling back against the pillow and his eyes fluttering closed, when you wrap your hands around him. 

It doesn’t take a genius to know that Bo is close. You pump your hand slowly, gauging Bo’s reaction with a smile. He was flushed, sweating, his hips flexing underneath you. “You can cum, baby,” You coo and he opens his eyes, staring at you with a pleading look. Your hand speeds up slightly and your grip tightens. Bo gasps, his back arching slightly.

“Oh fuck! Fuck, please, please,” He begs and god did you love to hear him beg. A small part of you wanted to stop, let his cock go and hear him whine, maybe even see a few tears fall from those blue eyes, but you decided you’ve been mean enough. “S’close, sugar, fuck me. Christ, you’re amazing. I love you, fuck! I love you, please-”

Bo grabs at your forearm as he cums, his forehead against your own, incoherent moans and whimpers tumbling out of his swollen lips. You keep pumping, whispering your praise until his hand is grabbing ahold of your own to stop your movements. “Good boy, Bo. You’re so pretty, y’know that?”

“Ain’t I supposed to say that to you?” He flushes, a dopey grin on his blissed out face. You kiss him again and he slips his tongue inside your mouth. “Can I fuck you now?”

“Where’re your manners?”

“Sorry,” He says, nipping at your neck and you can feel him smile against your skin. “Can I please fuck you, momma? I wanna make you feel good.”

Tilting your neck to the side, sighing as he kisses along your jawline, you hum. “Since you asked so nicely.”

[f1nalboys]

I have become a Randy simp, thank you for this. It’s amazing. Anyways, if possible, could I get a Randy x Reader (platonic or otherwise) where the reader comes to the video store to try and find really obscure horror films most people would never watch or know about?

-NITL✨

oh i love love love you for this <3333 i made it so it's a little romantic because im a sucker for a meet cute in the video store hehe but i hope you enjoy mwah

Randy Meeks x GN!Reader

WORD COUNT: 548

WARNINGS: pure love babey, not proofread

“Hey, do you guys have ‘The Black Pit of Dr. M’?” Randy turns from the cart of movies with raised eyebrows. You were just behind him, a stack of vhs’ in your hands and a slightly embarrassed smile. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you… you do work here, right?”

“Yeah! Yeah I do, sorry, I just…” Randy gives a short laugh, his face burning pink. “I’m surprised that you know that movie is all.” You shrug, your smile growing in confidence and width. He likes your smile. He turns, berating himself; what a Randy thing to do, start falling for a stranger all because of their obscure taste and stupidly beautiful smile. “We actually do have it.”

You laugh, one that sounds really fucking ncie to Randy, and he grins back at you. “Oh thank god! You wouldn’t believe how many stores I’ve been to trying to hunt it down. If you’re not busy, could you point me in the direction of it?”

Randy stands up straighter, a sudden burst of confidence. “I’ll do you one better; follow me, fellow cinephile.” He cringes as the words leave his mouth but you laugh and now he’s really confident in that joke. You follow him through the store, past the Thriller section and Dramas until Randy pauses in front of the Fantasy section.

“Shouldn’t it be in horror?”

“That’s exactly what I said!” Randy chimes in, crouching to look at the bottom shelf. “I’ve always believed it’s more on the ‘horror’ side of things, but what do I know? I’ve only seen it twelve thousand times.”

He finds it, letting out a ‘aha’ as he snatches it off of the shelf. His knees pop when he stands up but he hands the dusty VHS off to you with a sad smile, like he was saying goodbye to an old friend. “God, you’re a lifesaver! Thank you so much,” Your eyes dart down to his shirt and for a second, Randy thinks you’re checking him out until you continue. “Randy. I like that name.”

“Thank you! I’m sure you’re name is great too,”

“Y/N.” You hold out your hand, the tapes held precariously in your other one. “So? What’s the verdict?”

He takes your hand, squeezing it before he lets go. He taps his chin with his finger, running the name through his head. “Pretty good. 8/10, room for improvement.”

“Ha ha,” You snort, the sarcasm making Randy grin.

“C’mon, I’ll check you out. If you’re finished, that is?” You nod, following him to the counter. The eight movies, growing in obscurity, come out to a total of $24. You fork over the money, taking a second to look Randy over as he counts out your change. “Here ya go.”

You pocket the change and go to turn but stop, deciding to speak. “You said you’ve seen the movie a bunch of times before, right?” Randy nods. “So, obviously, you have great taste. Any recommendations?”

“Tell you what; when you come to return those, I’ll give you a whole list, as long as you bring one too.”

“Sounds like a date,” Your face burns hot and Randy's face flushes. “I mean, it sounds like a plan. Bye, Randy.”

He waves even after you turn around. “Bye, Y/N.”

[f1nalboys]

hi! I wanted to just quickly say i love your work, and I think you're such a talented writer :)

I was wondering of maybe you could do a scream 2 era randy x reader fluff(?)(nothing nsfw, but idk if youd call it fluff either) where the reader is another student in his film theory class and he develops a crush on them after overhearing conversations, listening to their inputs in class discussions/debates, etc. and essentially falls for them after learning over time about them and their favorite movies, opinions etc. and so eventually he's decided to confess and ask them on a date?

if not that's totally fine! ty <3

HIII so sorry for the wait im awful!!!! D: im also so sorry at how short this is :( i had a good time writing it though hehe i hope you still like it

Randy Meeks x GN!Reader

WORD COUNT: 368

WARNINGS: just plain fluff babey

OK THIS IDEA IS SO CUTE

Randy is 100000% the type of guy to hear you say 1 (one) thing he agrees on and then decides he has a crush on you

Oh you like Sleepaway Camp? Heart eyes and steam coming out of his ears.

Randy has very strong opinions on movies and will absolutely let his opinions be known but he will try to be a little nicer when he disagrees with you on something

He likes to hear your more in depth and nuanced takes

Like yeah, debating on who the best slasher is is great but he really finds your opinions on whether or not the films are Politically Correct (in the most basic of terms honestly) much more interesting

You and he would for sure get into your fair share of arguments just because Randy is hard headed

But you will also have plenty of amazing conversations discussing the films you both enjoy

He teaches you things you didn't know, you teach him things he didn’t know, it’s a very enlightening pairing you have going on

Randy starts to look forward to your thoughts in class and will literally stare at you like :D while you talk

He loves how passionate you are omgggggg it makes his little heart flutter fr

He’ll ask you out in the most on-chalant way he can

Like he’d run up to after class ends and be like “Hey do you wanna study together for the final :-)” but inside his head is that one spongebob scene

This one

But if you agree he will spend the next hour in his dorm getting ready and figuring out what to wear

Expect some cologne too hehe

If the ‘study date’ goes well he’ll ask you out on a for real date

“Man, that was great! If you want, I’d love to grab dinner with you?”

He just doesn’t want to night to end

Randy is perfect im telling yall

Basically he tends to get crushes so quick its insane

But he also loses them quick

When he realized his crush on you was doing the opposite of diminishing that’s when he’ll ask you out

Your honor id die for him

[f1nalboys]

KINKTOBER DAY THIRTY-ONE ; DEGRADATION

happy halloween bitches!!! here’s that special surprise i talked about, i hope you love it!!!

Sidney Prescott and Tatum Riley x Fem!AFAB!Reader

WORD COUNT: 447

WARNINGS: nsfw, oral (afab receiving), degradation (duh), dom/sun dynamics, semi-public sex, mention of voyeurism, pussy slapping, choking, face sitting, implication of more sex, halloween party sex :p, not proofread

Your costume was hiked up, your legs spread and resting on the table. Tatum was in between your legs, licking and sucking with her eyes on you. Sidney was behind you, cooing into your ear, her words hot and mean and they went straight to your cunt.

“What a pathetic slut. Couldn’t wait two goddamn hours to get home, needed us so badly you had to spread your legs in public,” She says, her voice sharp. Tatum hums in agreement but never leaves your slit. You had a whine stuck in your throat and it was pushed down further when Sidney’s hand came to your throat, squeezing hard. “Stupid fucking sluts like you only have that on your mind, isn’t that right? You can only think of someone touching that needy pussy of yours.”

You don’t answer, can’t answer, your brain foggy. Her hand leaves your throat and you suck in a breath only to have it knocked out of you when Sidney slaps your cunt. Tatum had moved off of you with a mean smile just before she did it and the pain was overwhelming. Tears prick at your eyes immedietly. “Ow! Sid-”

“No, don’t ‘Sid’ me. You asked for this, remember?” She does it again, twice, and her free hand covers your mouth when you yelp. “Don’t forget there’s a party going on out there. We didn’t lock the door and those pathetic noises of yours could worry someone.” Your eyes widen, glancing towards the kitchen door. The party was still raging on, a hundred people a few feet away. “Don’t act like you don’t like that idea.”

Tatum shoves two of her fingers inside you and you moan into Sidney’s hand, your hips bucking up. “Sid, I have an idea.” She nips at your inner thigh. “Why don’t we open that fucking door and let whoever wants to come watch us fuck her silly?” You shake your head quickly, heat blossoming to your face and traveling to your pussy. “What? Don’t tell me you don’t want someone to come in here and find you being so needy. I bet you’d love for us to make you cum in front of an audience.”

“Lay down.” Sidney’s voice is commanding and you do what she says without a second thought. The degrading things both of them were saying was pushing you towards the edge and you were squeezing around Tatums fingers - up to four three now - over and over. “Do what you’re good for and eat my pussy and I’ll think about letting you off the hook. You know how much I hate pathetic bitches like you so you might as well prove to be useful.”

[f1nalboys]

I am requesting more Dewey because like he's a daddy. Honestly anything with him because your writing is *chef's kiss*

HIII so sorry this took so damn long to get out and sorry it's not suuuuper smutty, i do hope you enjoy it regardless!!!!! this was the last req i actually had in my inbox which is fun hehe <3

Dewey Riley x GN!Reader

WORD COUNT: 904

WARNINGS: nsfw, oral (amab receiving), roleplay, established relationship, there's no power imbalance i promise yall, old man dewey <3, interruption, implication of more sex, not proofread

“I’m sorry! Please, I can’t go to jail!” You beg, eyes brimming with tears. Dewey stares at you from behind his desk with a look of complete and utter boredom. The room was silent save for the clock, the ticking making your skin crawl. “Please, Sheriff, I-”

“You stole something from the Robinson’s store, Y/N,” He interrupts, leaning in closer, his elbows resting on the wooden top of the desk. “What am I supposed to do, hm? Just let you go? Who’s to say you won’t do it again.”

“I won't! I swear I won’t!” He sighs, running a hand through his thinning hair and looking at you with narrowed eyes. You and he were alone in the station and you were sat in his office, the chair you were in being insanely uncomfortable, probably on purpose. “Please, I’ll do anything.”

You can barely make out the breath Dewey sucks in but it’s impossible to miss the way his eyes dart down to your lips. “Anything? You really don’t want to get in trouble, don’t you?” You nod. He wets his bottom lip with his tongue before leaning to the side and peering behind you out the glass. “C’mere.” You stand quickly, your knees weak, and make your way around the desk towards him.

He moves backwards in his chair and spreads his legs, putting his arms behind his head. “Dewey?” You ask, though you know what he’s asking you to do.

“Get on your knees and prove that you’re innocent.” His voice is commanding, harsher than you’ve known him to be, and you do it without thinking. The office’s floor is carpeted, thankfully, so your knees aren’t going to hurt as you do it. He makes no move to unbutton his pants so you take charge and do so, staring up at him anxiously, watching his every movement.

Dewey scoots in closer and you are trapped between him and teh desk, a position you hadn’t expected to be in but one that you’re surprisingly okay with. ”Are you sure about this? I mean… you’re sure if I do this I won’t get in trouble?” You question, hand on his zipper. He gives you a reassuring smile, placing his large, calloused hand on your cheek. His thumb brushes over your bottom lip.

“Would I ever steer you wrong, honey?” You return his smile, though yours is filled with nerves, and you give one last look to the office door before pulling his zipper down. Dewey lets out a soft sigh, his eyes fluttering shut, as you reach your hand down his pants and underwear, pulling his cock out. He was soft still but bigger than you had expected, heavy in your hand.

You pump him slowly, watching as his jaw tenses and you can feel him grow harder with each pull. “You’re big,” You whisper and he laughs lightly, eyes opening and looking down at you. His cheeks were tinged pink and you avert your eyes from his; he looked pretty. Tentatively you lean down and swipe your tongue over his slit.

“Fuck me!” He curses, sucking in a deep breath and you take that as the encouragement you need to take him into your mouth. You go slow, looking up at Dewey through your eyelashes as you hollow your cheeks. His hand rests on the back of your head, pushing you down further along his shaft and he only lets go when you gag. “Fuck, your mouth… fuckin’ amazing.” He groans and you hum around him.

A sharp knock on the door has you pausing, Deweys cock still in your mouth. He stares down at you with large eyes and he motions for you to move under the desk. He scoots in just as the door opens and you wait, holding your breath.

“Dewey? I called the station's phone, how come you didn’t answer?”

“Christ, Judy! You scared the hell outta me,” He says, huffing. You bite back your snort; this is no way for you to be discovered. “What do you need?”

“Well, I was wondering if you wanted me to get you anything from the diner! It’s too late now, though, grumpy pants.” Judy responds and, in a moment of brilliance (or stupidity) you decide to continue doing what she had interrupted. Dewey gasps when you wrap your lips around his cock and the hand he had on his knee is wrapping around your throat. “You okay?”

“Yes! Yes, I’m fine. Sorry, just not feeling all that great. Might leave early today.” He says through clenched teeth, releasing your throat with another squeeze. You keep your lips around his tip, refusing to move your head an inch until Judy is gone.

Judy tsks, not believing Dewey for a second, but ultimately accepts the flimsy excuse. ‘Alright then… feel better.” She leaves, the door shutting behind her and Dewey breathes a sigh of relief, scooting out from the desk to give you some room.

“You’re a bitch, y’know that?” He says with a grin and you grin, puckering your lips and he leans down to kiss you. “Didn’t know she was gonna get back so soon… I think we might need to cut this short, baby.”

You sigh, placing a few kisses to his cock before tucking him back into his pants. “Fine. But we better finish this up at home, alright? I really don’t want to go to jail, Sheriff.”

[f1nalboys]

KINKTOBER DAY TWENTY-SIX ; STRAP

Sidney Prescott x Fem!AFAB!Reader

WORD COUNT: 607

WARNINGS: nsfw, strap-on (duh), dom/sun dynamics, reader calls sidney ‘mistress’, doggy style, spanking, begging, dom!sidney, implication of more sex/multiple orgasms, mention of spanking as a punishment, not proofread, i also envisioned milf!sidney but that’s just me lol

She had you on your knees, your ass in the air and your face shoved into the mattress. One of her hands was on the base of your neck, holding you in your position while she fucked into you roughly. Her other hand was gripping your ass tightly, her nails leaving crescent shaped marks in your skin. “Fuck! Sidney, shit-” You moan, pushing back against her. Her strap was deep inside you, hitting against your cervix over and over again.

She spanks you hard, just once, her pace never faltering, and you yelp at the sting. “Don’t call me that,” She huffs, her voice sharp. For a second you’re confused; what was she talking about? “M’not Sidney right now and you fuckin know that.” You whimper when she spanks you again, her palm striking against you at the same time she thrusts into you. “Say it correctly.”

“Fu-fuck, m’sorry, Mistress. Please, I’m sorry, please forgive me.” Tears were burning in your eyes as she fucked you harder, something that you didn’t think was possible until now, after you say her name. “Mistress, you fuck me so good, shit! You make me feel so good,”

“That’s a good girl.” She purrs, releasing the back of your neck in favor of gripping your hips and slamming you down harder onto her strap. Everytime you called her that, gasping out her title while you creamed around her silicone cock, it was enough to drive her insane. “Look at you, making a fucking mess of me. You like this? You like your Mistress fucking you so hard you can’t think straight?”

You can’t form a fucking coherant thought with her cock so deep inside you it has you seeing stars. She laughs at your lack of response. “P-please, please, gonna-”

“You gonna cum? Wanna cum, pretty girl? You know how to ask, don’t you? Or are you still too cock-drunk to talk?”

Swallowing hard, you squeeze your eyes shut, trying to fight back the coil burning hot in your stomach. She’d never let you live it down if you came without permission and you practically shudder at the memory of the last time you had. You couldn’t sit down for a week straight. “Mi-mi-mistress, shit! Shit, please can I cum? You fuck me so good, I wanna cum for you so badly, please! Oh God, please, Mistress, let me cum?”

“Come on then, sweetheart.” The words are music to your ears and you cum, hard, your hands grasping at the bed sheets until your knuckles were white. All you can say is ‘thank you,’ repeating it over and over again like a prayer and that’s what it felt like. You felt like you were being airlifted to heaven with the sheer pleasure you were experiencing.

When you come back to your senses you can hear Sideny cooing into your ear. She was still inside you but she had paused all of her movements and had taken up on running her hands through your hair. “Thank you,” You say again and she laughs, kissing your temple. You smile at the sound and feeling, working on evening out your breathing.

“Yeah, you said that already, baby.” You scoff quietly, wiggling your hips slightly, the feeling of her still inside you sending a shiver down your spine. Sidney leans back down to you, her soft lips resting against your ear. Her breath has goosebumps rising on your skin. “Too bad we aren’t finished yet. You ready for another round?”

You lift your head up slightly, looking up at her with a cheeky grin. “Of course I am, Mistress.” She smirks, straitening back up.

“Good.”