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The family masked and unmasked from ‘HAUNT’ 2019 Directed by Scott Beck and Bryan Woods

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Yes I re-read my own fics because I wrote them for ME

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Ace Merrill is a piece of shit…. i love him

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Kiefer Sutherland as Robert Doob in “Eye for an Eye” (1996)

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Kiefer Sutherland as Robert Doob in “Eye for an Eye” (1996)

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Kinks Headcanons P2

This is a part 2 to my previous Kinks Headcanons I did forever ago, because I wanted to add some characters to my writing list! Here is my updated character list. Here is part 1.

David (Lost Boys 1987)

·       Choking/asphyxiation

·       Cum Play (will smear his cum all over your body)

·       Will spit in your mouth

·       Edging

·       Corruption kink

Dwayne (Lost Boys 1987)

·       Overstimulation

·       Praise Kink (Giving & Receiving)

·       Hickeys/Marking – will show off his new bruises with pride

·       Corruption kink

Marko (Lost Boys 1987)

·       Blood Play – he likes to bite your inner thighs, nipples, & where your neck meets your shoulders

·       Oral Fixation

·       Boobies (let him fuck your tits, pls & thx)

Paul (Lost Boys 1987)

·       Upskirts/Commando

·       Chokers

·       Hickeys/Marking

·       Public Sex

Ghost (Haunt 2019)

·       ANAL.

·       Brat Taming

·       Spit Kink

·       Voyeurism/Stalking – Likes to watch you without you knowing

·       Power Imbalance

Frenchie (The Nun 2018)

·       Innocence Kink (cum on?)

·       Please give this man a blow job, he will lose his fucking mind

·       Will need some coaxing to do risky things (i.e. public sex) but once he does it once, he will craaave it

·       Wants to make out all day

·       Pull his hair a lil

Robert Doob (Eye for an Eye)

·       Cockwarming

·       Praise Kink, but with a degrading tone?

·       “look at my girl, pussy taking me so well”

·       “is my little bitch gonna cum?”

·       Thigh riding, also wants to finger you on his lap  

·       Cum Play

·       Anal

Ace Merrill (Stand By Me)

·       Corruption kink

·       BOOBIES.

·       Breeding Kink

·       Road Head

·       Car sex in general honestly

·       Will spit in your mouth

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Who I Write For

Howdy! I’m trying to get back into writing, so here is an updated list of people I’m writing for. I took off most of the characters I used to write for and added some new ones. 

The Lost Boys (1987) poly or separate

Ghost boi (Haunt 2019)

Frenchie (The Nun 2018)

The Other (Hellfest)

Asa Emory (The Collector)

Chop Top (Texas Chainsaw Massacre)

Robert Doob (Eye for an Eye 1996)

Ace Merrill (Stand By Me 1986)

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One night in the cave…

Paul: Do you think I could fit fifteen marshmallows in my mouth?

David: …..

Dwayne: You’re a hazard to society.

Marko: And a coward. Do Twenty!!

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Hi uh if you're still doing slasher matchups, I'm almost 5'6, bi, and nb. I'm very talkative once I get to know you, love art- especially doll customs- and hope to be a writer. Thank u in advance!

This was such an easy one for me!! Definitely either Carrie or Brahms.

I feel like both of them would absolutely love for you to read your work to them. Brahms would like to sit with you drinking tea at night and have you read while the two of you are going to bed, definitely a silent listener. Carrie, however, would want to be seated outside with you, playing with your hair as you read. She'd give feedback on everything she loved and try to give you ideas of what else to write!! They're also both absolutely infatuated with the art you bring home or create yourself. They would ask a million different questions on how its made and what things means, etc. Brahms would probably make his own to show you, but Carrie would need a little bit of coaxing.

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doom head nsfw and sfw headcannons

Doom Head strikes me as someone who likes the fight a lot more than complete submission. (I think that's why I like him sm lmao) He gets turned on by your stubbornness and his ability to 'break' you

I've already stated this on my kinks list, but he loves leaving his mark on you. Small droplets of his or your blood, his cum, spit, hickies and bruises he's left all over your body.

Back to his love of 'the fight': he enjoys when you get physical and nasty too. If he slaps you in the face, slap him back. It will turn him on like no other. You aren't sleeping tonight.

Doom Head is a very eccentric and sexual human being, so even when he is being "sfw", is it really sfw? Expect plenty of crude comments constantly.

Within this, I don't think he'd be deliberately degrading toward you, but definitely likes the concept of humiliation. Seeing you flush and get quiet when whispering in your ear at the bar or when his cock is buried deep in you and he's forcing you to look into his eyes.

His smirk is a never-ending embodiment of his personality.

He likes to hug you from behind or kiss you on your neck.

He'll come up behind you while your cooking dinner and brush his hands against your hips and thighs as he tucks his head into the crook of your neck, laying a kiss down on your jugular before stepping back and striking his palm against your ass.

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Has anyone seen the movie 'Haunt'? Bc I'm simping over Mitch and 10/10 would bang

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I want to write. I have ideas. I open document. I type four of the worst sentences ever created in the english language. I daydream the rest of the scene. I close document.

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reblog this with your sign and if you like coffee or not

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JENNIFER’S BODY (2009) Dir: Karyn Kusama

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Hi! I have a request, since I think they're open? The Reader is playing with the Collector's (Asa Emory's) German Sephards, lounging around the floor. Good and wholesome fluff. Literally.

Pairing: Asa Emory / The Collector x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: None

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A New Life

Asa was good at breaking things. That skill leant itself to training dogs. He had a special love of German Shepherds. Ever since he was a child, he adored the large dogs. The neighbour had one and the soft female had often rushed to sit with him. Mr Jenkins never minded him petting her, but his father often had other ideas. You simply adored the man’s dogs. Asa was amazing at training them, but his oldest dog was a retired police dog. She was only four but was at the end of her career with the police. You smiled from the backdoor as you grabbed the keys for the kennel. He had one dog at his home, and Arachne was that one. She was eager to get out and see you. With a laugh you opened her kennel and laughed as she rushed out to jump at you, barking sharply as she spun circles around your legs. Asa would be mad if he saw you playing with his dog. Arachne rushed to bring you her tug toy, and you took hold of the other end with a mock growl. She returned the growl and shook her head before you sat on your bottom and laughed as she dragged you across the lawn. On purpose, you leaned back, making yourself heavier for the dog. She rumbled before growing bored and tired with the game. She sat on her haunches, letting you rub at her ears before she rushed back into her large kennel.

 Curious, you whistled for her, “Arachne?” You whistled softly again before growing confused and climbing into the kennel. She poked her nose through the hatch, and you frowned as you unlocked the little door to her sleeping area. The sound of crying puppies met your ears.

“Oh my god.” You whispered at the mass of squalling puppies in her bed. It was mucky, covered in her own birthing blood and slime and you rushed back out of the pen to get her a new blanket and dog pillow from Asa’s pantry. He was out. He wasn’t going to miss the blanket from his bed. You dragged them all free and carefully made your way back into Arachne’s kennel. She didn’t growl as you reached to place the puppies into the new blanket, she simply watched, her tail wagging as you dragged all the soiled bedding away and replaced her puppies in her basket. Arachne carefully sat herself back into the bed and you gushed as the puppies, blind and squeaking, crawled against her stomach for milk.

“Asa must have not known!” You gushed as you carefully petted her head. Arachne gave your hand a lick as you reached for the bedding again and bundled it up for the washer, “I guess he’s got a surprise when he get’s home, hm?” You cooed as one of the puppies squeaked at you, its mouth sucking on your finger as you carefully picked it up and stroked its soft fur. Arachne grumbled for it back and you carefully placed it back at her belly before taking the washing back inside.

 Asa returned from work disgruntled and cramped. His back was painful. Desk work made him tense and annoyed, but he had a mountain of paperwork to submit for moderation. The term was over and he was a lot more free in work. No teaching and no marking until the exams came back from moderation as well. He sighed as he walked in the house, throwing his keys on the table as he picked up the mail. Bill, bill, a curious white envelope. Ah the payment for his storage unit. He threw them back on the table and frowned before he called your name. No reply. He peered into the kitchen and at the open back door. The washing machine was on in the utility room. Asa tugged his jacket on again as he took the stairs into the garden. The kennel was open. He rushed over, holding the keys in his hand as he reached into his pocket with his other hand. Asa clutched the switch blade in his hand as he stepped inside the kennel. His anger boiled at the thought of a bastard gutting his dog and his cover.

 “Oh, you’re such a good mummy, Arachne.” You cooed from inside.

Asa scowled as he ripped open the door, hiding his knife in his pocket as he looked down at you on the floor, squalling puppies wiggling in your lap.

“Oh, uhm, so Arachne had puppies?” You looked up at Asa’s windswept brown hair and the dark sleep deprived rings under his eyes. He was panting, black eyes furious.

“I looked all around the house…” He cursed before he looked down at the puppies and his guard dog, “They failed to mention she was pregnant when I took her.” He growled looking at the six new mouths to feed.

“I had no idea, but she seems all right. I changed her water and got some food…” You looked up at your intimidating boyfriend and tugged his university lanyard. Asa gave you a foul scowl before he leaned down and kissed at your forehead, removing your hand from his badge.

“Bring her inside. I might train the puppies.” He rumbled before he whistled for Arachne. She stood up and you carefully took hold of her basket. Asa gently led her towards his kitchen and hummed as you placed her puppies in the corner.

He took your chin in his hand and sniffed at you before making an unamused face and kissing at your forehead again, “Now get a shower. You smell like dog.”

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Hi!! I recently found your blog and love it!! I can hardly find anybody that writes for Otis lol anyways can I request an Otis X Reader were the reader finds out shes pregnant and like trys to hide it from him but he eventually finds out?? If not thats fine I still love your work :3

* I’m so fucking sorry for how late this is!!! This was written before I went on hiatus, but never posted! 

When you first find out you're pregnant, you're scared and anxious obviously

It's Otis

Like there's no way he's going to be happy about this 

More so, you don't know how you feel about the situation 

Do you want a kid? 

You're confused and you decide to take your time telling Otis, so you can better prepare yourself

The first trimester is easy as far as hiding goes

Your morning sickness wasn't too severe and you were able to put it off as a stomach bug or simply cleaning up your vomit before Otis noticed 

The first giveaway was when you started getting queasy around the blood and bodies 

It had never bugged you too much before 

So when you suddenly started getting sensitive to it and distancing yourself from the scenes, Otis got a little suspicious 

He didn't think you were pregnant 

He thought you were distancing yourself from him

So he dealt with his insecurity the only way he knew how 

By pushing you away and pretending it didn't bother him 

Which sucked for both of you 

Everyone else could feel the tension too and they had no clue what to do besides make jokes and tease you guys

It wasn't until the second trimester that your little secret was no longer a secret 

Mama Firefly had her suspicions

But ultimately, it was Baby that put everything together

She had made it her own personal mission to figure out what the hell was going on between you and Otis bc the tension was getting weird 

And she's nosey 

You had increased in size 

And wearing less revealing/tight clothes to hide it

That's really all she needed to know 

But she confronted you to confirm her suspicion first 

Bc maybe you've just been eating good, ya know? 

She was mad excited 

And super confused that you were crying at first 

Then she got pissed 

She didn't even give you a chance to explain 

She thought that the reason you were sad and the reason for the tension was because Otis didn't want the baby 

She flipped out on him 

Very loudly 

Which would've warmed your heart to know she cares so much, if you weren't filled with anxiety about Otis' reaction 

He’s mad at first 

Just give him a few days to cool down for a bit 

Or in Baby’s words 

“Aahh you don’ need that grumpy old man, ya’ still got me”

Probably crouches down to your stomach and pets it like an animal 

“Ain’t tha’ right? Aunty Baby has ya”

Otis throws a fucking FIT whenever he sees you and Baby together (such a jealous child i swear)

By the time he starts coming around, you’re well into your second trimester and his fits have slowed to more of a huff and puff typa thing 

It isn’t until one of the family’s victims get loose that he finally grows a pair 

The boy who managed to break loose never hurt you, hell he never even touched or got near you 

Otis was just scared of what COULD have happened

You were halfway to bed when Otis came stomping into your room and pulled you to a seated position by your arms 

“We’ll figure this shit out, ya’ know? Me, you, and this fuckin’ kid” 

Just a small side smile before you hug it out