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I've said it before, and I'll say it again: THIS. MAN. FUCKS.

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Excuse me while I stare at every one of these images for 8.34586 hours straight 

I havent drawn fanart in so long but here’s some attempts at stylizing the sinclair twins ft older bo I’ll add an old vincent eventually

first 4 pics r the first time I drew them ever so they look a bit rough 💔

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Tommy and Vin gettin' "drunk" from affection for their S/O while they jerking them off(like,while caressing their face and saying sweet things about them)I Wanna see these big man go red and shyyy

Includes: Thomas Hewitt and Vincent Sinclair

Getting Drunk on your Affection (NSFW):

Thomas Hewitt

It had been a tiring day, you were surprised that Thomas hadn't fallen asleep as soon as he got into bed. Still, you couldn't help but be a little amused when he starting kissing over the back of your neck and your shoulders.

You didn't hesitate, turning to him with an adoring smile. You lifted a hand, gently caressing his cheek as he wrapped an arm around you, holding your body against his.

"Let me take care of you tonight" you whispered, leaning in to kiss along his jaw. "You've been working so hard, let me take care of you" your kisses continued down his neck.

He hesitated, just like you knew he would. He was never good at being selfish, no matter how much you reassured him.

"Please?" you pulled away just enough to look at his face, running your hands over his bare chest. He just nodded before letting you push him onto his back, strong arms wrapped around your body as you lent down for a deep kiss.

Thomas ended up sitting against the headboard with you straddled over one of his thighs. His hands remained firmly on your waist as you lathered him in attention, kissing his flushed skin and whispering gentle praises in his ear.

The occasional groan and grunt would slip past his lips, each one making you smile, all thanks to the hand you had wrapped around him. Normally, while Thomas appreciated your generosity, this wasn't his favourite activity, but he was soaking up anything you gave him.

"You look so handsome like this" you praised sweetly, cooing when his hips rutted into your hand.

You peppered kisses all over his face, making sure to focus on his scarring. You trailed light kisses over the scarring on his right cheek, kissing around the scarring where his nose should be, before trailing your kisses over the scarring on his left cheek. Your kisses moved down the the scarring around his mouth, kissing the corners of his mouth before kissing the scarring on his upper lip. Then, just for good measure, you properly kisses his lips. Thomas returned your kiss immediately with a desperation you hadn't seen in him before.

"I love you so much, Tommy" his hips jerked upwards and into your hand again, something akin to a whine leaving his lips. "Every part of you" you continued, kissing down his neck and along his shoulder.

"You're so strong, Tommy, so good to us all. We don't deserve you, we couldn't be here without you" your free hand glided up his arm, gently squeezing his bicep, then over his shoulder, taking a moment to massage the muscle there. All while never faltering in the rhythm with your other hand.

"You're so handsome, so generous" things he could only ever believe when they came from you.

"You deserve everything, Tommy, absolutely everything. I love you so much, more than anything" you whispered, resting your forehead against his. That was when you noticed the way his eyes were tearing up, your attention and love just too much for him to handle.

"It's okay, Thomas" you soothed, kissing under his eyes, "it's okay...I love you...just let go."

And he did, your soft voice gently bringing him to release. Your touch softened, pace slowing, until Thomas whined with overstimulation.

"So handsome, Tommy...so good...I love you so much" you praised, once again peppering kisses all over his face before meeting his lips in a deep, lazy kiss.

"It's alright, don't worry about me, this is about you" you insisted when he tried to tug you further onto his lap. "You've had a long day, it's okay to just rest...unless you have another one in you" you smirked slightly against his cheek.

In affirmative, Thomas went to flip you onto your back. "Hold on" you chuckled fondly. "I'm still taking care of you..."

Vincent Sinclair

As soon as you pulled his wax mask away from his face, you smiled sweetly at him. Thankfully he was passed his shyness with you now, but you were still always thrilled to see the face of the man you love. The mask was gently placed down on the bedside table before you returned to your comfortable position over his lap.

You lent in, capturing his lips in a slow passionate kiss. His hands explored your bare body while you ran your fingers through his hair, holding yourself closer to him and gently running your nails over his scalp, earning a hum of approval.

His hand dipped between your legs but you quickly caught his wrist, bringing his hand back to your hips as you smiled at him. "As much as I would love that, Vinny, I want to make you feel good" you told him, leaning in for a short kiss. "Can I do that?" you whispered against his lips.

Unable to deny you or resist whatever you were planning, Vincent nodded, letting himself become putty in your hands.

"Just relax, let me make you feel good, let me focus on you" you trailed kissed along his jaw and down his neck before peppering open mouthed kisses over his shoulders and chest.

Vincent let out a sigh when you wrapped your hand around him, whispering words of love against his skin as you selflessly pleased him.

"You're beautiful, Vincent" you brought your lips back to his face, pressing one kiss to his unscarred cheek before focusing on the other side. "I'm so lucky" you peppered tender kisses over the scarred side of his face, one lingering on the scarred corner of his mouth for a moment.

"I love you so much" your free hand came up to caress his other cheek.

Vincent instantly lent into your touch, torn between leaning into your caresses and leaning into your kisses. Thankfully, whichever way he caved, the other followed diligently, not giving him a moment to breath without your display of adoration.

"Always saying how I'm your muse, how beautiful I am, and yet you don't see it in yourself" you breathed against his skin, making him shiver as he processed your words.

It was overwhelming, the way you touched him and the way you spoke to him. He always felt loved with you but this was just so different. So intimate, so sincere, too much.

"You are everything, Vincent. Everything...and I'm absolutely devoted to you" you spoke to him the way he thought about you.

It was he who was devoted to you, who worshiped you whenever you would allow him, he hadn't considered that you could feel the same devotion to him. And yet...you so clearly did.

"I love you so much" you could tell that he was getting close, your affection quickly breaking away at his restraint and will. "I adore you. Every little bit of you" his hips bucked into your hand as his fingers dug into your hips.

"It's alright, Vincent" you cooed, "give me everything."

Vincent's chest rose and fall with heavy breaths as he came down from his high, neither your caresses or kisses faltering for a moment. You were only interrupted when Vincent dipped his head down, kissing along your neck, wrapping his arms around your waist.

You just sighed as his kisses, carding your fingers through his hair as you lent into his touch. It wasn't until he began to lie you down that you stopped him, knowing he was planning on returning the favour.

"No, no, Vinny. You're always so good to me, tonight is all about you" you insisted, kissing his lips when he frowned. "Please, I want too...want to worship you, Vinny" how could he say no to that?

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HEADS UP FOR THE SLASHER COMMUNITY

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Hey babes,

I just figured out that if your blog is, or you follow a slasher blog or any blog that does anything pertaining to gore:

Tumblr has blocked that Tumblr/your Slasher or gore etc page. The content and your content has been blocked and censored from viewing on homepages, from searching, and from being accessed via your following page.

How do I fix it??

For creators, regretfully, I’m unsure. 💔

For users:

You have to go to your Account settings on your phone web browser or laptop->Scroll down to Sensitive Content->And disable Hide Sensitive Content.

You’ll have to restart your mobile app and refresh the page on web browser.

I hope that this helps. I noticed that I couldn’t see any of the slasher etc blogs that I follow and it’s because Tumblr has censored and blocked you guys. If anyone know how to assist creators with unblocking their blogs and content, please add to this.

Gonna add some of my faves so that they’ll know as well:

@early20sfailingplenty @myers-meadow

Please share!!!

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sun boy

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head tilt

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👀

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hi i want to give thomas hewitt/bubba sawyer's belly loving squishes bc they're plus sized kings and they deserve all the love in the world <3

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I finally finished my uni semester this month and I’m still recovering, I haven’t even been writing anything cause the creative drive is just gone :( But, if there’s anything that will get those motivation juices flowing, it’s probably gonna be slasher tiddies or somethin <3

and when I say “pick two” I mean that your brain and/or body picks two for you at random at the start of each day

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Homie got attitude. ✋🙄 Boy got sass. Boy got ass too. 😏

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The power display in horror films is the hottest shit I’ve ever seen

Other people watch horror films to be scared and thrilled while I watch horror specifically slasher films because I'm horny. Like it's people throwing away other people and so obsessive, know what they want, would literally kill you any second they see you, what's not to like? I mean, Michael Myers' head tilt? Have you seen anything hotter than that?

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This photo has induced absolutely feral horny thoughts and I am delighted

Sweet googly moogly, I will NEVER get over this photo. I want him to ravish me.

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Go get ‘em baby

jasons big day

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Oh my god, these were so cute!!!! I’m crying for Vinny rn, he could fix all my problems 

Sinclair boys reacting to you showing them what your crush looks like but when you hand them your phone it's just the front facing camera on them 🙈💛

Sinclair boys x gn! Reader (separate)

Just smth sappy I was thinking about bc it's always Sinclair brainrot hrs

Bo Sinclair

- were his hands this sweaty before you handed him your phone??

- looks like he wants to kiss you and throw up at the same time tbh

- starts thinking you only did it to get a reaction out of him since he often enjoyed 'baselessly' flirting with you

- "...You ain’t funin' me just t’get back at me for all them times I...teased you?"

- "No, it's the truth", you reassure him with a playful roll of your eyes

- he's going to act cocky and lay the charm on thick after that if Lester and Vincent are in the same room

- "hell darlin', knew it was only a matter o'time till you couldn't go on without me in your arms"

- he'll keep a hold on you one way or another for a while in order to convince himself this isn't one of his hopeful dreams about you

- do not bother trying to get him to admit he had been scared out of his mind you liked one of his brothers instead

- because he wasn't

- at all 😐

- if they aren't around, you'll get a much softer Bo

- kisses your forehead meaningfully before wrapping you in his arms and setting his chin on your head in comfortable silence

- you know he's no good with his words in times like these, (y/n)..

- his racing heartbeat against your ear is enough to tell you he feels the same

- he always had

- and he always will

- you'll have to watch out for Lester when he teases Bo too far about 'going soft' now that he's with you

- "That's right, y'better run!!"

- "Bo!"

- "(y/n) won't be able to save your ass every time, Les!!"

- "BO!!"

- Vincent's just glad there's less yelling in the house now that you keep him occupied with your affection 🙄

Vincent Sinclair

- you wanted to do it when he was unmasked so you promised to turn around and cover your eyes before slipping him the phone

- he really didn't understand why he needed to be unmasked in order to see your crush, but he trusted you

- he was sure you'd be showing a photo of Bo or Lester

- It'd be painful, but he was prepared to set himself aside and support you

- this would be his closure

- "Alright, tap on my back when you're ready"

- he sets his mask down on the candlelit worktable he's sitting at and does as you tell him

- you keep your eyes closed with one hand before slipping your phone to him from around your back

- there's a loud clack when Vincent drops your phone after a few seconds

- there's no way his heart could have prepared him for that

- "Vin-?"

- shaky artist hands grip your sides as he desperately presses his forehead into your back

- you'll feel him carefully run his hands up as he moves to stand

- now leaning into your smaller form to tightly hug you from behind

- "It could never be anyone but you", you softly sigh already knowing what he was thinking

- please let him hold you for a while longer, (y/n)

- at least till his tears dry 🥺

- eventually, his hands will reach up to yours that are still covering your eyes in order to pull them down and gently turn you around

- you think he put his mask back on, but when you open your eyes it's your real Vincent

- there's no wax to hide his visage from you

- he's beautiful

- 'Are you still sure?', he signs looking down

- "If you'll have me"

- of course he'll have you

- there could never be anyone but you for him either

- you feel his lips both for the first and hundredth time that night

- "When the hell d'this happen??"

- You had accidentally fallen asleep in Vincent's arms and it just so happened Bo needed to speak to him that morning

- "Mind your business, Bo Sinclair!", you say tossing your pillow at his face

- Lester gets a HUGE kick out of embarrassing his older brother after he finds out

- "I expect Bo t'do somethin' like that on the first night- but you Vin??" 😞

"For the last time Lester, we slept together, we didn't SLEEP together"

- your poor Vincent's mask doesn't completely hide his flushed skin and Lester can't help his boisterous laughter by this point

Lester Sinclair

- “uh, (y/n), ‘think I pressed somethin’- your camera’s on me”

- "……”

- it was a cute attempt to confess (y/n), but unfortunately it just goes completely over his head

- he’s waiting for you take your phone back to ‘fix’ what he messed up

- why are you staring at him like that? 😶

- “Les, it’s supposed to be on the camera..”

- If the twins are around to witness it, Vincent will be looking at his brother in complete disbelief

- Lester's a smart man, but when it comes to flirting? Completely oblivious

- his brothers still can't believe he's gone this long without realizing you feel the same way about him

- you made it pretty obvious, but Lester just thinks your affection stems entirely from your good-natured personality

- it never occured to him you'd actually like him back

- and as long as you stayed by his side in some capacity, he'd be happy even if you never ended up feeling the same

- Bo is two seconds away from having one of his blood vessels burst before he starts shouting, “Lester, it’s you, y’dumbass!!”

- Lester.exe has stopped working 🤯

- “M-Me!?”

- he almost drops your phone in a panic

- Lester’s a huge blusher so his face, ears, and neck are all going to be varying shades of pink and red till the revelation completely settles in his head

- it's going to take a while though, bear with him

- “Of course it’s you! Who else would it be?”, you laugh

- he’s definitely blinking back a few tears at this point

- he feels the same!!

- Lester just never actually expected you to pick him when Bo and Vincent were options

- “Can I…kiss you?”

- “Please do”

- he gives you his signature toothy grin and boyishly vibrant eyes before gently cupping your face in his hands and claiming your lips with his own

- it's your first kiss of many more to come

- he'd make sure of it

- “‘Bout damn time!”, Bo huffs leaving the room

- Vincent supportively signs Lester a small, 'happy for you' before excusing himself as well

- by the end of the week Bo is going to want to duct tape Lester's bright lovestruck expression he can't seem to wipe off

- he won't admit it, but he's more than happy his younger brother has you

- damn, if it wasn't annoying having you both be so lovey dovey around him though

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Sweet GOD I am indescribably horny after that, but in the most sophisticated yet slutty way possible. You’ve done it again, Spooky, another piece of absolute art to add to the vault <3

-Yeets myself back into your inbox like a ragdoll- KISS PROMPT 15 WITH MIKEY BOY??? PLEASE I BEG OF YOU SPOOKY

ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVE, BITCH

I gave myself sensual frustration again for fuck's sake someone let me kiss this boy. 😤

#15: A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.

Michael Myers x GN!Reader

You can’t resist staring while Michael dresses. Slim fit jeans, figure-hugging collared button down, another shirt layered over instead of a blazer. Navy blue over white and black leathers. He tries the wristwatch, but removes it soon after. When he turns towards you, you pull him in by his belt for a quick kiss. He looks delectable, and you look forward to stripping it all off tonight.

He asked to spend a day with you. A boring, average, ordinary day. You pick a weekend with good weather and few necessities. Errands benefited by an extra set of hands, no time sensitivity, and low crowds. Unsure what to expect, you began the day on high alert, but he handles the public rather well. He stays close to you, watches and mirrors you. Touches your wrist or neck if he needs you. Scans the crowd, surveying for threats, observing their lives and routines. You hang on his arm at every opportunity, savoring the opportunity to show off. He’s mine, I’m his.

The art store you frequent for supplies takes you several towns over. You encourage him to explore, and you’ll buy him anything he wants to try. He never strays far, but he picks things up, tests them, smells them; his curiosity abounds. You beam at him, the wonder in his eyes swelling your heart. An employee tries approaching him, and you swoop in before they ask Michael to speak.

You ask questions and end up spending some time with them. Michael sneaks up behind and startles them as they leave, the knuckles of his fists turning white. The air around him swelters from his rage. You hasten to checkout and leave. He added to the pile, but anxiety eclipses your excitement for him. Hand over your card, busy his hands, get him out.

At the car, you set the bags down together. You touch his arm. “You okay?”

Taking your head in his hands, he backs you against the car and claims your mouth, his tongue pushing past your lips without pretense. He makes you stretch your neck so the fingers of one hand can wrap around your throat. Ardent, manic, possessive. His grip, while tight, does not hurt. The body pressing yours against sun-heated metal trembles and shakes with shallow breaths. He grunts into your mouth, one or two sounding almost like whines.

More an assertion of dominance than a kiss, he tastes and nips at you with frenzy. Marking his territory. You wrap your arms around him. Hold him tighter, dig your nails into his skin. Welcome his mark. When he calms, he pulls away with your bottom lip between his teeth. He soothes the worried skin with his tongue before meeting your eyes.

You greet his scorching glare with a serene warmth. Pet his face, keep him close, shower him with love. He needs proof, so show him. When you commune with others, you never stop being his. He owns the only claim on you.

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