#chromeskull x male reader

[riotlain]

Slashers' Werewolf S/o

school is crazy

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THIS IS A NWLNW BLOG!! WOMEN DNI

Poly Ghostface

Along with the various Ghostface killings theres been another bit of murder

"Animal attacks" the news said

You just avoided the news because of it before yall dated

After a while of dating you told them about the whole werewolf situation

They didnt believe til they saw it

You were quite docile with them

They gave you the nickname, Wolfy

Mainly Stu uses it but yknow Billy does too sometimes to tease you

Youre surprisingly docile while in wolf form

Well around them atleast

You mainly just follow them around which leads to you being apart of the whole Ghostface thing

Billy hates the fur so much. Stu doesnt mind it though

Yes theres dog toys in Stu's house for you

It surprisingly works

Stu's parents aint home often but whenever they are and you're transformed they hide you in his closet or bathroom

Billy gives good massages if you complain enough about the after pain of shifting and all that

Michael Myers

Yall were in the penitentiary for... different reasons

You both escaped at different times and eventually you ended up a tattered mess infront of Michael's lil house place

He wouldve killed you if he didnt see you turn from a werewolf thing to a human

Hey he recognized you! You were that patient who escaped a bit after him!!

Michael doesnt know how to feel about the werewolf thing

Yea youre enjoyable when youre a human but as a dog thing?? He usually jusy puts you outside

One of these times though you got hurt and he stopped doing it💀

Carries you around in both forms. Very strong man

Hates the fur hates the fur

*sprays water at you to get off the couch*

Jason Voorhees

Jason was never allowed any pets as a kid

Not saying your his pet but in your wolf form he treats you just like a dog

Yall definitely wrestle. HES A STRONG LAD HE CAN TAKE IT

He wont make you hunt trespassers or anything if you dont want to (Depending on how well you can control yourself when turned💀)

Gives the best massages when youre sore from shifting hes so gentle with it🫶🫶

Will hold you like a baby

You hurt him on accident once and never lived it down😭😭

Your fur feels nice to him

Will steal a brush from a trespasser to brush you out

Will lose his shit if you accidentally walk into a trap

Vincent Sinclair

Youre used to waking up in random places. Ambrose was the place this time

Vincent saw you turn from wolf to human and wanted to keep you around

HE THINKS ITS SO COOL OK

He wants you to be a model for him but thats near impossible bc you never sit still

Please dont eat the wax statues😭

You arent allowed in his work room when transformed. Youre usually outside tho when you are so it dont matter too much

So you hang around Lester and Josie on those nights

Or he calms you down to where you sleep

Likes laying on your fur

Hates the slobber hates the slobber

Has many drawings of you🫶

Bo Sinclair

Acts like he hates that you transform

But he loves it and gives you so much affection in wolf form (you remember it all but dont tell him)

He hates the fur as well

"QUIT CHEWIN' ON MY HAT Y/N!"

Theres a dog bed in his garage

Like yea you always curl up next to him but still its there for you

Would prefer if you hunted some runaway victims but yknow you dont gotta

Will fold if you did puppy eyes at him

Lester Sinclair

Loves you so much

You're Jonsie's bestie

Mainly feeds you roadkill to keep you away from eating the wax statues😭

talks about you so much to his brothers

Youre great for collecting roadkill but you scare the travelers alot

Treats you like a big dog but knows your boundaries

Def gave you the nickname Puppy

Learned how to make tea to soothe you after you turn back

Bubba Sawyer

YOURE A WHAT??? HOW THE HELL DID YOU END UP IN TEXAS

You woke up in a basement with blood in and around your mouth and a large man infront of you in an apron or something in fear

Bubba (and nubbins) had to convince Hoyt to keep you

Loves your abilities so much

Nubbins or Choptop usually try to rough house with you

You shed so much especially since its FUCKING TEXAS

Hoyt literally hates it so much

"GODDAMNIT THERES FUR ON MY SHIRT!!"

Gnaw on the bones of victims why dont you

Hoyt calls you mutt sorry😭

Bubba loves your fur

Just loves to ruffle it

Thinks your sharp teeth are really cool

Does not know what to do when youre in pain or sore from shifting back

Thinks your dying ngl and panics so much

He eventually understands youre sore and tried to give you massages

Thomas Hewitt

Near same thing to Bubba. HOW THE HELL DID YOU END UP IN TEXAS

Never allowed pets as a kid so when you just lay on his lap as a wolf he loves it so much

Doesnt mind the fur too much

Just tries to keep it away from the food

Monty has locked you outside in your wolf form multiple times and Tommy boy literally loses his shit

Monty is a hater

Luda may loves you though

Finds petting you therapeutic

Doesnt mind the slobber or anything

Gives you limbs of victims sometimes to gnaw on

Billy Lenz

Been literally stalking in your house for a while so he knows

His calls have more dog jokes in them calling you Puppy/doggy instead of piggy

Has barked at you

You kinda knew he was up there after the second time you shifted and heard him being... well him

You intimidate him so much hes so inlove with you

Smells your fur like alot

Theres saliva in your fur and a good amount is from him💀💀

You bit him once so he bit you back

Grabs your tail and ears alot to be annoying

Brahms Heelshire

Was also never allowed pets as a kid

Is scared at first. He knows werewolves as scary monsters that eat people! You wouldnt eat him right??

Eventually gets used to it

Cuddles his head against your chest

Your fur feels so nice to him

Ngl he just treats you like a dog?? Like how he treats the rats ngl

He'll give you food and then gently pat your head

Jesse Cromeans/Chromeskull

Jesse didnt believe in that stuff until you

Dont lick him on the head omfg💀💀

You shifted at work once and it scared everyone

Bro was just like "Aww my boyfriend🥰🥰"

Will trim your nails. Even if youre trying to go against it hes going to trim them

Enjoys brushing your fur

Preston hates how you always end up growling at him when hes around

It makes him look bad infront of his boss😭😭 (good)

Thinks youre an angel compared to him. Youre literally throwing bodies around and mauling them?? Nuh uh

You cant get him with puppy eyes no you cant (Yea... you kinda can)

Also sprays water at you sometimes

You have your own collar

Asa Emory/The Collector

Youre basically his pet so like yea you have a collar

Spooked him when you first turned like what?? people dont usually do that???

Hates the dog hair so much like omfg

Youre a guard dog now

Your job is to chase down any victim on full moons

Studies you

Watches you transform and takes notes

Has a notebook just about you

Asks you alot of questions before and after shifting

After his lil studies he will give you massages and somewhat pamper you ig

[weird-brain666]

Hi! This is my rules for my request. My first language is not english, sorry for the mistakes.

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What I will write

X male reader/ X gender neutral reader

Trans reader

Fluff

NSFW [only for male character]

HC

SFW alphabet

NSFW alphabet [only for male character]

platonic relationship

Comfort oneshot/senario/HC

K!nky things

What I will not write

Ped0ph!li@

child character x reader non-platonic relationship

female character NSFW

k!nk that make me uncomfortable [p!ss k!nk, p0op k!nk, v0re, food and more]

Trans front h0le p3n3tr@t!on

non-con

@bu$e [it okay if it "character comfort reader" type of senario]

Specific reader [I want my content to be relatable for everyone]

specific skin color reader [again I want my content to be relatable for everyone and im withe so I dont know the everyday life of POC pepole or thier tradition so I will always stay vague on the readers race]

Angst

Female/fem reader

Who I will write for

CREEPYPASTA

Jeff the killer

Eyeless jack

Laughing jack

Jason the toymaker

Nina the killer

Jane the killer

Homicidal liu

Ticcy toby

BEN drowned [he is a child character]

Sally [she is a child character]

[You can ask other creepypastas and i will tell you if i know them enough to feel comfortable writing them.]

SLASHER

Michael Myers [OP or RZ version, specify please]

Bubba Swayer

Jason Voorhees

Freddy Krueger [OP version]

Otis Driftwood

Hannibal Lecter [OP version]

Asa Emory / the collecter

Jesse Cromeans / chromeskull

[You can ask for others I will tell you if im comfortable writing for them]

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[brwnicons]

Tilo, if I can tempt you just a bit, what do think about this idea: Jesse and Asa with their spouse who can manipulate people and things with their mind? Like telekinesis but more distructive and dangerous

☆ Totally tempted with your requests! As always, seeing you around brings a smile to my face <3 ☆

-> Summary: Jesse x Asa x GN!Reader with telekinesis.

I think Reader's gender is not specified. Romantic, Poly relationship.

-> Warnings / Triggers: Mentions of killing, torture, sexual innuendos (everything is SFW). Nothing is too explicit but, howhever, I recommend you not reading it if you're sensible.

Please, tell me if you find any mistake!

▪︎They both sure know how to appreciate a rare specimen

▪︎They LOVE to see you in action. The way your eyes turn blank and your voice commanding as your victim's face pales and starts trembling. They're literally head over heels within a second.

▪︎Jesse is really turned on with it, he begs you to use it on him (please, DON'T). This man has hundreds of kinks and by not doing one of them he's not going to die I promise you. Not in the mood for writing explicit stuff right now, sorry!

▪︎Asa, on the other hand, just needs a second to put a knife on your throat and grunt a low "Don't you fucking dare" in your ear if you mention the mind controlling him thing.

▪︎If you're fine with killing they'll be more than happy to bring you with them, enjoying every one of your tactics. You help them and they can watch you work, it's a win-win deal.

-> Helping Asa

▪︎Asa loves bringing you to his night plans, whether it's catching his new pet or torturing the ones he already has.

▪︎This way you can help also him try his new traps

▪︎The fact that you can order the unwanted ones to kill themselves in the most macabre ways and they will always obey.

▪︎And how you can make them scream and beg for their life between whimpers without even laying a finger on them

▪︎Or how you will always defend him, no matter if you need to throw knives directly to his enemy's head or just taking them into the air and choke them to die while they swing their legs for nothing.

▪︎It always has him smirking under his mask as he watches every show with bright eyes.

-> Helping Jesse

▪︎It's hard to convince Jesse to bring you to his job, but if you insist for weeks he'll end up accepting.

▪︎He prefers to have you in the back, watching, so you don't get hurt by accident.

▪︎In the killing part he is more reluctant to your presence but, in the chasing part, he adores your help

▪︎The way you can grab people using your power and drag them to you as if they're tied to an invisible string. Marvelous.

▪︎But, please, leave the killing part to him. As much as he loves your work he does enjoy having his fun too.

-> Saving their asses

▪︎It wouldn't be the first time you save their asses from the police.

▪︎Whenever a police detective is close to their hideout or to their identity, you are quick to remove both their memories and their existence.

▪︎On one ocassion, Jesse made some mistakes with a victim due to his urgency and the person ended up escaping. They reached the nearest police station and, because of the help of judges and the international police, they became an untouchable and unapproachable person.

Jesse's identity and life were in danger but, as soon as he told Asa and you, you headed to where the victim resided with fierce eyes.

It didn't take much to kill every cop around and make a nightmare out of everyone's life around. Then, you ordered the victim to follow you and so you gave them to Asa without hesitation. He surely would have fun with them.

[the-faceless-bride]

I want to request a slasher ( asa Emory, Hannibal lecter, chrome skull) and whoever you want with a male reader who loves to use corsets, thanks!

Sure thing!! 🦋

Asa enjoys sitting and helping you get ready, he enjoys the process.

His handsome Moth, he loves seeing you in corsets, black and red are his favorite.

He'll have you standing in front of him facing him, as he reaches around you tightening the corset, he might pull a little too hard just to tease.

"You look so handsome, My little Moth~"

Jesse will buy it ALL, he doesn't care how much it costs, you want the one with the pretty patterns? You don't need to say any more prince.

Jesse likes to sit back and watch you get ready, he'll just sit in a corner watching you lace the back.

Jesse also likes to see you under him in a nice, silver, and black corset.

"Go on, put on a nice show, my little prince~"

He appropriates your class and style, not many man dress classy and as nicely as you do love.

He likes to admire your collection, he likes the dark blues, blacks and blues are his favorites

He will gladly help you lace up if you ask, and he'll always kiss you on the neck when he is finished.

"There we are dear, right enough?"

[noxnephilim]

Oh, how would slashers celebrate their s/o's birthday?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DARLING

The "Happy birthday" party all out, competed with very good food, a very expensive gift and a night out with only the best things money can offer, closed by a very romantic moment

Jesse and Hannibal

The " oh it's your birthday " , so uh here's some trinkets I bought you because I wasn't going to totally forget that to feel like an asshole later.

Michael Myers

The "happy birthday" and still go about their day, but being less snarky and so because they do care but don't know how to express it properly

Bo Sinclair, Freddy Krueger, Brahms Heelshire

The one who planned that three months in advance and God knows how has already prepared all your favourites, coupled with home made food and a genuine night were you set the pace

Asa Emory

The one who is a sweetheart through and through and has prepared a nice picnic in a very scenic and tranquil place just for the two of you

Jason Voorhees

[pxnkcigar]

hi! i go by crox. my pronouns are he/they and i am a minor, and i'm not that comfy with adults around my page. use of tone indicators are appreciated !

i'm a bit new to tumblr's mechanics</3 but i will be posting writing here ! i also may write 'x reader' stuff, generally male readers but i also write for gender neutral readers for inclusivity ヾ(❀╹◡╹)ﾉﾞ. i may also write for ships !

with that said, here are the fandoms i will write for:

breaking bad / better call saul

moon knight

the boys

spree

american psycho

dune (2022)

house of wax

the boy

friday the 13th

chromeskull

jojo's bizarre adventure

team fortress 2

ace attorney

ryu ga gotoku

resident evil

things to remember when requesting:

as i am still a student with a life, i may not write often or reply back to a request on time.

not sure if i'll actually accept nsfw requests, but i'm okay with writing suggestive stuff. the real stuff is on my ao3 (pinkcigar)

i will not write anything involved with SA, anything weird or extremely triggering in general. comfort fics / headcannons are okay.

(edit) i'm okay with gore, but i probably will post them more on ao3

i have the right to refuse a request.

(if you want to help a little guy out, send a tip ! idk how to activate the tipping option though so maybe dm me ٩(๑꒦ິȏ꒦ິ๑)۶)

and that's all for my intro with rules and regulations !

[thesightstoshowyou]

🕷 The Collector/Asa Emory Masterlist

🔺🔻🔺🔻

(Part 1) Asa Emory x AFAB Reader (NSFW) (noncon)

(Part 2) Ribbon and Lace (NSFW)

(Part 3)  Wings

(Part 4) Nightmare (NSFW)

(Part 5) Home (NSFW)

(Part 6) Permission (NSFW) (ft. Jesse)

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❤️ Cricket - OC ❤️

Into the Cricketverse (Ch 2) (Aftercare) (Bread)

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Boots (NSFW)

Priest!Asa (NSFW)

Eating Bug Chocolate

Love Bites (NSFW)

Breeding Kink (NSFW)

Cold Night

Thigh Riding (with Chromeskull) (NSFW)

Soft!Asa: Part 1, Part 2

Target Practice

Choking (NSFW)

Gift Exchange (NSFW)

Obedience (NSFW)

Forbidden BJ (NSFW)

Clingy Pet

Bath Time (NSFW) (noncon)

Asa x Abby (NSFW)

Egg Vibrators (NSFW)

Failure (NSFW) (noncon)

S p r e a d

What’s a Pet Without their Master?

Perfectly

Overstimulation

Overstimulation (NSFW) (w/Chromeskull)

Pie

Gerald

Butterfly

Escape Attempt

Nyotaimori

Male!pet

Omorashi (NSFW-ish)

Day Off

Late to Dinner

Round Two

NSFW Noncon Headcanons

Injured Favorite

Chocolate Cake (with Chromeskull)

Au Courant (Part 1) (Part 2)

“It’s good to know you’re safe.”

Downpour (NSFW)

Two and Five

Late Night Snack

[apocalypse-shuffle]

JESSE CROMEANS | CHROMESKULL (laid to rest)

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“Picture Perfect” (Jesse Cromeans x Fem!Reader)

| Jesse photographs and records you.

| NSFW, 18+, minors dni, oral sex (male receiving), boudoir photography, sex tape -chubby!reader(kinda?)

| pic source: Chromeskull: Laid To Rest 2 movie

| 2k+ words

“Don’t move,” Jesse stresses.

You pause immediately, dutifully holding your position despite the pout on your lips. The bed below you gives with your weight, what’s definitely memory foam cradling your body nicely. It certainly makes all the ways your impromptu photographer has had you twist and turn (and the multiple outfit changes) more comfortable.

In addition to the smooth feel of the clearly newly bought sheets. The first time you’d visited they, much like the rest of Jesse’s proverbial mansion, had been a pristine black. Now they were no less pristine but white sheets because J had wanted the camera to pick you up well.

You had been glancing at where he was standing over you, mouth fixing to question him about when in the hell he’d had the time to accumulate all this lingerie in your size - you were a big girl, finding anything that fit this well should’ve been impossible without you there and probably a custom tailor - when he’d gestured for you to freeze.

The moment Jesse captures is of wide brown eyes staring up at him, your lips naturally pursed, you laid on your stomach with your feet kicked up behind you, and one hand supporting your head while the other rests on the bed beside it.

A solid pose in your opinion.

After meeting online you’ve known Jesse for a little less than a year now, but this was by far the most intense you’ve seen him. Which, in retrospect, was only slightly less intense than his usual. It would seem he took photography more seriously than you’d initially pegged.

You were no connoisseur but the camera in his hands alone (not to mention the rest of Jesse’s place, his car, his other car, and his lateral army of employees) looked like it could pay off all your student loans. There’s a just as expensive looking video camera mounted on his shoulder too, held in place by a harness that has zero business looking that good on him.

It hasn’t been turned on yet, though, so you refrain from directing your attention to it.

Jesse makes you hold the pose for a few more seconds before instructing you to change positions. The smooth fabric of the short black slip dress - the fifth outfit of the night - feels lovely against your skin when you roll onto your back and look at him through your lashes

There’s another series of rapid fire flashes. His camera captures and highlights the deep brown of your skin in bursts.

He doesn’t have you staying still for long though, this time taking only a minute or so before he drops the lens from your form.

“You can relax,” he signs, clicking through the photos of you on the LCD screen.

“Mmm, you gonna tell me where you got all this stuff now?”

Jesse doesn’t answer right away, grinning at the screen before glancing at you with his eyes and a raised brow.

His head follows a beat later, the grin taking on a sharper edge when he sees your tilted head.

Jesse sets the camera aside before propping a leg up so he can kneel on the bed. He starts to feel you up, eager hands sliding over your body, and your breath catches in your throat. He squeezes appreciatively at your soft sides and curves and you can’t not shiver at the touch.

You sigh, body buzzing pleasantly at the attention.

“J…?”

A light pat to your thigh. ‘Just wait,’ it conveys to you.

You nod easily, another sigh falling past your lips, before giving in and mouthing at the shape of his cock in his pants. He grinds into you once, breath catching, before letting up.

He gets back on his feet before cupping a big hand under your chin and forcing you to parse out what he’s telling you upside down.

“You- you want do…?” you trail off as you take the time to translate to spoken English before you nod, a little caught off guard.

“You’ve been wanting to do this since we got serious?”

Jesse nods once before letting go and urging you upwards. It takes you a second to shift to sit crisscross, resting your hands in your lap, during which he moves back onto his feet.

He’d relayed his height when you were texting but seeing him over video call hadn’t done his sheer presence justice. Looking up at him like this has you feeling short of breath.

“J, we only met in person like, a month ago. Not that you don’t have hella money but-” you give him an exaggerated raised brow to cap off your sentence and watch as he scoffs.

“We got serious long before we physically met.”

You shrug, humming decisively. “Alright, I’ll give you that one. Do you usually have photo shoots with the people you like then?”

He shakes his head and moves to grasp your chin once more. Sighing one handed at you.

“No. I don’t like many people.”

You smile at that and he leans down to kiss you.

You’d of course known about his disfigurement before meeting him for dinner the first time. He’d sent you pictures, same as you did, and it’d been Jesse who helped you brush up on your high school ASL in the first place. In person it had looked even more painful though and had firmly cemented in your mind that his ass was rich as fuck if his face looked as good as it did after the accident he’d eventually described to you.

Point was, kissing Jesse was definitely an adjustment compared to the other people you’d kissed. With Jesse it was more of a press of lips than anything, but the man definitely liked to bite. Something you were curiously delighted to find out during your first night together.

Jesse pulls back from you and you can’t help but stare after him, wide eyed and out of breath. He smirks and reaches up to his shoulder.

The camera makes a brief high pitched shriek as it’s activated, followed by a red light blinking to life at the corner of the black box.

“Ready, Gorgeous?”

He holds his hand out for you, beckoning. You make a low noise of confirmation then crawl forward on your knees to rest your chin on his palm.

His fingers curl, squeezing your cheeks for a few beats and angling your head slightly upwards before his grasp relaxes.

“Smile for the camera.”

Jesse winks, thumb brushing over the corner of your mouth. You laugh and do as he directs, smiling straight at the lens.

“That’s right,” he runs the pad of his thumb over your bottom lip and you stick the tip of your tongue out, running it across where his fingerprint print once was. “Just like that. Such a good girl for me.”

At his signs you glance away, stomach flipping and mind going fuzzy.

The grin’s still on his face when he diverts your attention to the zip of his pants; guiding you a little closer. You hum in acknowledgement, starting to mouth at the fabric without hesitation. His hand drops from your chin.

You’d had a conversation about this in advance. Jesse talked you through it, boundaries were set. Naturally, your main concern had been his size. Taking him in you had taken a lot of prep and more than one day and you were still a little sore from his very thorough brand of fucking. What he could manage to do to your throat and jaw was a whole other story.

Jesse has you lick and suck at his suit pants until they’re soaked through and he’s semi erect underneath, hand on your head the whole time. He’s cool about it, barely showing any outward signs of pleasure beyond the upticked speed of his breathing.

The nonreactions make your heart pump faster, skin buzzing. You lap at his dick so hard you can taste the remnants of the detergent they were cleaned in, till you can just about feel the veins of his cock straining against your tongue, but when you glance up at him he only raises his eyebrows back.

It’s an easy look for you to read.

“That’s all?” is conveyed perfectly in the arches. You grunt unhappily. On impulse you move back in, snap onto his zipper, then rip it down with your teeth.

You grin when you look back up, teeth still barred, and feel his cock jump.

After that Jesse lets you get as far as sliding your tongue around the pant buckle and getting it free. Then the hand at your head becomes more demanding. From one blink to the next your neck’s at an incline, head thrown back as you’re forced to look up at him.

“Did I tell you to do that?”

His hand is steady but you’ve clearly gotten to him. The rise and fall of his shoulders is rough, his pupils dilated.

Your response is equally as ragged. The words blow out of you in between gasps for air as your eyes light up.

“No Sir.”

“You know what happens when you don’t wait.”

The hand in your hair tugs twice making your breaths stutter out of you. When you respond your voice jumps.

“Yeah I do, Sir.”

He smiles, teeth white as the sheets you’re resting on. They’re a stark contrast to the bruise blooming at the corner of his chin. Apparently he’d gotten into a scuffle during his last business trip. You’re not sure which fits with your view of him more, the sign of violence or the almost startling pure gleam of his teeth.

Another tug has those thoughts tumbling from your head, instead filling with Jesse. The scent of his expensive cologne, the metallic undertone he always carries with him, his hand trapped in your hair, and the way it all makes the air taste electric. How he makes you woozy.

Jesse doesn’t let go, only telling you to open your mouth before he uses his free hand to slowly shove down his pants enough to get his cock over the band of his boxers.

He briefly releases your head to pop you in your mouth and you gasp.

“I know you can open wider than that for me.”

Your mouth drops open till your lips ache and Jesse’s staring down your uvula. He nods his appreciation, hand burrowing once again into your thick curls. The width of it spans across the back of your head and you lean into it gratefully to take the strain off your neck.

From your peripherals you watch the impressive length of his cock bob in the air. Not even fully hard but even at this thickness you know it’d wreck your throat. You catch the glint of the platinum bar through his lorum and your mouth starts to fucking water thinking about him getting deep enough for it to press into the soft inside of your bottom lip.

Something shifts on Jesse’s face and his hand squeezes more demanding on you before he signs for you to poke your tongue out. The pink muscle lolls out of your mouth prior to him even finishing the entire sentence and he cuts himself off with an audible grunt. Not bothering to continue signing he smirks and then the tip of his cock bumps against the plush of your cheek.

You moan and sputter a little on the spit that’s gathered at the back of your throat. Jesse laughs then uses his thumb and forefinger to pull your mouth even wider and straightens your head so he can slide his dick past your lips.

It’s heavy on your tongue and when he takes away his fingers your lips barely move as you close them around his shaft. The push of his cock is unrelenting and the tip hitting the back of your throat has you gagging.

Jesse keeps you in place as you body spasms around the intrusion, fighting for a reprieve he won’t give you as he pushes even further down. He does you the favor of changing the angle of his cock, it doesn’t allow you much in terms of air but it does take the barrage of force off the more sensitive areas of your throat while you do your best to relax.

His head rolls back, grip getting tighter, and he trembles. You groan around his intrusion, watery eyes locking with his own when he looks back down and shoves deeper. Your bottom lip meets warm metal.

You know this is one of the only mercies he’s going to give you tonight and one look at his eyes, already dark and clouded over with lust, tells you to savor it.

NOTES: I leave another smut here, once again, for judgment. 🤷🏾‍♀️ Anyway, hope you enjoyed!

Also, I simply like penial piercings and I think if a man has the sheer amount of tattoos Jesse has it wouldn’t be a stretch of the imagination to think he’d have some neat ass piercings too. That’s all I’m saying. So this Jesse has his lorum pierced. Thank you.

Edit: I rewrote this so…yeah. I just felt like I could do a little better, yk?

[aetherisntemo]

Hiya! I'm Aether! I'm the owner of this account and I'm taking requests now! I'm genuinely excited about this! I've practiced a little and I feel confident in my writing skill to bring you some nice fanfiction about your favorite people! Before you request, here are the people and fandoms I write for as well as some stuff I will not write for.

Fandoms and the characters I write for!

~Slashers~

-Michael Myers

-Jason Voorhees

-Bubba Sawyer

-Thomas Hewitt

-Ghost face (Billy & Stu only)

-Billy Lenz

-Brahms Heelshire

-Jesse Chromeans (Jesse Chromeskull)

-Asa Emory (The collector)

-Bo Sinclair

-Vincent Sinclair

-Lester Sinclair 

-Norman Bates

-Hannibal Lecter (NBC version)

-Will Graham

-Tiffany Valentine

-Pinhead

-Pennywise

-Harry Warden

~Stranger Things~

-Eddie Munson

-Steve Harrington

-Robin Buckley (X Female reader only)

-Argyle 

-Dustin Henderson

-Mike Wheeler

-Will Byers 

-Lucas Sinclair

-Max Mayfield

-Nancy Wheeler

-Johnathan Byers

~It~

All characters are from the 2019 version. Meaning they are adults.

-Richie Tozier

-Eddie Kaspbrak

-Ben Hanscom

-Beverly Marsh

-Mike Hanlon

-Stan Uris

~Creepypasta~

-Eyeless Jack

-Laughing Jack

-Masky

-Ticci Toby

-Ben drowned 

-Sally

-Slender Man

-Jeff the killer

~Ghost~

-Everyone besides Primo and Nihil :D

I will be doing more later on but as for right now, it's only these I hope you understand!

What I write!

~Fluff~

~Angst~

~Smut~

~One-shots~

~Head Canons~

~Match-ups~

What I refuse to write/do not request

~Animal x Human~ (I will only do a human AUs)

~Incest~

~Pēdōs~

~R@ pe~

~Child! reader~

~Cheating~

~Sēxual Abūse~

You can request male, female, or gender-neutral readers! I write for all of them but I mainly do male readers because I am male myself so I work better with that but don't let that stop you from requesting Fem!readers! You can request platonic or romantic! Although I don't like writing smut that much anymore if you request it I'll write it but it might take longer than other fics.

Disclaimer! All child characters I write for are platonic only. I'm 19 and I don't feel comfortable writing romantic fics for children.

Requests are currently: Open!

[the-gory-gardner]

Blog Intro and Info

Slasher’s I Write:

Asa Emory/The Collector

Jesse Cromeans/Chromeskull

Michael Myers/The Shape

Jason Voorhees

Danny Johnson/Ghostface

Evan MacMillan/The Trapper

Slasher OC’s:

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

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

Honey Reynolds (Spouse of Asa Emory)

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

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

Owen Douglas/The Northeast Butcher

Artemis Russell/The Beast

Malachi Grey/The Dollmaker

Lunette Scott (Girlfriend of Malachi Grey)

Jonathan West/The Huntsman

Katrina Evans (Girlfriend of Jonathan West)

Samuel Baker Jr/ The Manic

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

Cassidy Brooks

What I Do Writer:

- Headcanons

- Drabbles

- Slasher x Reade

- Slasher x OC

- Male x Female

- Gender Neutral Reader

- Non-Descriptive Reader Unless Requested Otherwise

What I don’t Write:

- Non/Con

- Underage

- Watersports

- Age Play (Non Sexual Or Otherwise)

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

[nofoundboy]

IKIKIKIK IM ASKING A LOT BUT I LOVE UR FICS SO MUCH!!!!!!

Can u pls do one more 😞

M/SO!

Bo Sinclair, Chromeskull, The collector, Amy other u want! Their significant other catches them cheating 😞

Gonna cry, tysm 😔💖💖 This is my first time writing for Asa, so I hope you like it

TW: Infidelity, rage, angst, self-destructive behaviour, nsfw in some parts, violent behaviour

- It had been a heavy day at Ambrose, for the group that had arrived on the scene was the largest you had ever seen

- The Sinclairs and you had been too busy, throughout the day, causing you to be separated on more than one occasion and for a long time

- When you saw Vincent come out of the House of Wax with blood on his clothes, you knew that everything had gone well and that there were probably no more victims to deal with.

- Hence you will start looking for Bo

- Lately, the fights had increased in number and intensity, you only got along well when you were exhausted, so you wanted to take the opportunity to talk to him and make things better

- When you arrived at the workshop, however, you heard moaning, sighing and other obscene sounds that you knew perfectly well were not the result of pain

- You would have thought it was a couple of visitors if you hadn't heard Bo's voice with absolute clarity, asking the girl he was fucking to lower her voice

- You remembered all those times he had told you the same thing. You knew exactly what he was doing with her because he had done it to you multiple times before.

- You really thought you had come a long way with Bo, that you were trusting each other and he was finally opening up to you. You could easily see a relationship going on for years...even longer....

- A gasp from him told you it wasn't true and it had been naive of you to believe it was so.

- You could not believe that even for having accepted that part of him, for being an accomplice in Ambrose's horrors, he would have maintained his loyalty. You even asked yourself if you being a guy was the problem

- The pain prevented you from thinking clearly, so you simply took the keys that he had so stupidly left in the truck and started driving

- You didn't want to know his motives, for there wasn't one worth knowing. You didn't understand

- You knew that if Lester or Vincent saw you, they would think you were helping Bo move bodies or something like that

- You had no spare clothes and only a little money that Bo occasionally kept in his glove compartment.

- But in the furious and sore state you were in, your greatest satisfaction was to make him think you'd run away and tell the police everything

- And you probably would, once you figured out how to put all the blame on Bo

- It was the least you could do, for you felt your heart exposed, outside your bones and your flesh in such a painful way, that you were well in danger of crashing from the tears that blurred your vision

- And you thought that perhaps, that would be less painful

- Jesse's absences had become more and more prolonged so that on those lonely days you took the opportunity to go out to clear your head a little.

- You didn't want to think badly of him, but every night you spent without his company, the more your distrust increased, as your insecurities populated your mind in a terrible way

- That day you were returning from the supermarket, you had decided to buy everything to take a relaxing bath that would distract you from those parasitic ideas that made you so bad

- It was then that you discovered that Jesse had already arrived, which seemed quite strange to you because he used to arrive very late and he always warned you beforehand by phone

- As you entered, the oppressive sensation that something bad was happening invaded your now stiff body

- You left everything on the table and started to call Jesse

- Who was in what had once been your shared room, in the bed you had used so many times before, masturbating to the video of an unknown person, who was shouting his name and asking him to show them what he was doing

- Jesse was wearing headphones, but you could still hear the person's reactions, so loud was the volume

- Then you understood how you had become just another pillow, nothing more than an inanimate object in that mansion, that great golden cage

- Jesse looked at you, guiltless and almost relieved that you had figured it out

- And shit, how you wanted to hit him, to take that expression off his face and make him bleed, to let your knuckles show the anger and pain you were experiencing

- But his physical superiority terrified you, you knew very well that nothing good could come of it if you dared to take your actions to the physical realm

- "Fuck you, Jesse, fuck you" you shouted, your voice hoarse from holding back tears. You didn't want to give him the pleasure of seeing you cry

- You didn't even know what to do, there were all your clothes, all your personal belongings

- You heard his loud footsteps coming out of the room and all you could do was lock yourself in the bathroom

- You broke the ceramic sink, the mirror, and everything that made that room look nice.

- Your knuckles were open and you were bleeding profusely, you had no energy to deal with the loud knocking behind the door, so you fell asleep uncomfortably in that replica of your relationship

- You knew somehow, you really always did

- Asa treated you more like a pet than his boyfriend, yet there were times when he was actually gentle and considerate with you

- His coldness was almost always compensated in some other way, so you ended up falling in love with those soft and scarce moments

- So, when Asa started spending more time away from you, you knew he had found himself a new distraction

- Not really a relationship like yours, and most likely just another victim he liked to torture to his heart's content

- You just never expected to visit him one day, after a busy week in which all you had longed for was his company, his hugs, and his warmth, and find him with the aforementioned victim

- Oh, of course, you knew who it was, that particular name had been mentioned on numerous occasions

- Arkin rested on all fours on the bed, the bed you had used so many times with Asa

- His moans, though repressed, could not help but fill the silences of the place. And you knew exactly why

- You supposed you had been too naive to believe that Asa would remain loyal to you and see the other man who had so pleased him, you couldn't help but feel worse

- He didn't even seem interested in you, in what you might think. He simply tightened his grip on Arkin's hips, accelerating the pace of his penetrations

- You knew you couldn't do anything against Asa, not unless you wanted to stay alive

- Arkin did look in your direction, mortified at being fucked by his captor and tormentor, but feeling on cloud nine thanks to the stimulation he was giving him

- He didn't know you from anywhere, but surely your expression told him everything, told him what kind of bond you had with Asa. Even so, he didn't seem interested in doing anything to avoid it either

- How could he, if you knew perfectly well how addictive the one who touched him was?

- "Close the door on your way out, okay?" said Asa, panting

- And shit, you did it, like a fool you did it while continuing to listen to the wet sounds of their bodies colliding

- You were in the most painful trance you had ever felt. You just grabbed your keys, feeling your heart sinking in your chest

- Your soul didn't even feel like yours, and all because you gave so much to the one who, honestly, never gave you anything

- You just hoped that Arkin, the one who was now moaning under Asa, wasn't as naive as you

- Your shoulders had been slumped for quite some time, your gaze was always downcast and you found it increasingly difficult to perform your duties

- Mickey's attitude towards you was the chronicle of a death foretold, a great spoiler of what was to come

- That's why you shuffled around, smiling painfully at the ever-diminishing attention he was paying to you

- And as much as you tried to be presentable in front of him, happy and willing to do whatever he wanted on those brief occasions when you saw each other, it was more difficult for you to make amends for what had been shattered before

- You loved him too much, hence it seemed irrational that your relationship was plummeting at such a speed

- That day, the thunderous music imprisoned your brain against your skull, the alcohol previously consumed did not help at all, but you had to be there, because it gave you a chance, diffuse and almost false, to be with Mickey

- You really wanted to make amends, you loved him, and although it was scary to use that word on the verge of collapse, it was the right word for you

- Mickey disappeared from your sight for a long time, and from the looks, some of the people in the room were giving you, you expected the worst

- Sidney was trying to talk to you, you didn't know if it was a warning of what you were about to find or consolation of the same

- Groping your way through that chaotic sea of faces, music, and fear, you reached one of the rooms and with the same fear that a child has of the monster in his closet, you opened the door of the room

- Mickey was holding a boy tightly, kissing him in the same way that made your knees tremble

- You didn't just know the boy, you might as well have called him your best friend

- You shoved Mickey hard, pushing him away as them both let out a surprised yelp

- His look was a kaleidoscope of emotions, it was okay for him to feel guilt, but you found it insulting that he was surprised. That they both were

- The first thing you did was throw a punch, the hardest punch you'd ever thrown in your life

- You watched in horror and morbid satisfaction as his cheek twitched sharply from your fist

- In his bewilderment, you repeated with your other fist under his jaw, you felt your friend move towards the door, knowing that you would do the same to him

- The commotion of his screams drew attention, or else, everyone knew before you did

- You wanted to burn the place down along with your feelings

- Before they could hold you, you lunged at Mickey, this time with fury and not in the mood to play and kiss him

- You began to unleash all the cursed love you had for him on his face, the one you liked so much

- You hit in the same places you once kissed, observing with delight and fear the bruises and the blood you were causing

- Someone held you by the arms and dragged you away as they made their way to Mickey to help him.

- Behind your tears everything was red and you wanted to die, screaming until your throat ached

- That you had earned that for loving him so much and you doubted anyone could replicate that

[riotlain]

Slashers with a Grim reaper!S/O and pulls pranks on the Slashers while they "work" ^^

[Any slashers would be alr!]

your brain is so cool for thinking this

I FORGOT ABOUT THIS IN MY DRAFTS OH EM GEE IM SORRY

THIS IS A NWLNW BLOG!! WOMEN DNI PLEASE

Jason Voorhees

He killed so often you just kinda lived there at that point

So why not have a lil fun

Do a lil trolling

From drawing on his masks, to possessing the bodies of the ppl he just killed

He just gets annoyed by your pranks sometimes

Has Jason tried to cut your head off? Yes like 2 times.

But that was before yall was dating so it doesnt count

BUT he also loves that you accept him as a sort of rotting zombie thing

Jason overall doesn't care about your pranks. Unless it's something like moving a trap

Then hes just pretty annoyed

Michael Myers

You 2 first met after his first couple kills

You were annoyed how your work just boosted out of nowhere and started yelling at him when you saw him

He then tried to stab you.... multiple times

You 2 had a sorta one sided rivalry

He was your rival and you were on his kill list

Now that you 2 are dating its a great relationship

You stole his mask once and he tried to kill you

You once summoned a person he killed while he was reaction and that was the only time he was really "spooked"

Bubba Saywer

Do you prank Bubba? No

You prank his brothers though

They (Cough cough drayton) have threatened to serve you dinner for these pranks

Though you had to tone down your pranks on Drayton since he gets on Bubba for this

But congrats you started a prank war with Nubbins and Choptop

Bubba tries to discourage yalls behavior but like you guys are at each others neck at this point

Knowing you cant die Nubbins stole your arm once.

It may or may not have had a bite mark in it

Chromeskull

You sorta lurked around his work and once he saw what you did he sorta became your new boss in a way

And then into your boyfriend

You move the coffins or the bodies around for the funny

Scaring his workers are also fun

If they were to ever report your antics he would probably brush it off

You never do the kind of pranks you do on his workers with him

At most you just make his job a bit more inconvenienced

Making it harder for them to die, dulling his knife a bit, and the like

He, of course, wouldnt get that mad

As long as he got his job and, in turn, your job done

Vincent Sinclair

Vincents job makes it sort of hard to do yours

They dont die automatically after getting put into wax so you linger around the museum

You move the 'statues' around, usually making something dumb much to the annoyance of Vincent and Bo

Making them look like theyre having sex or something stupid like that

You prank Bo or Lester more than Vincent

It's just easier for you and you get a better reaction

With Vincent you feel bad for pranking him in a way

With Bo he gets mad and you get a funny response from him

Lester usually pranks you back

[hooman4ever]

!SFW! ‘Here to Catch You’ Jesse |Chromeskull| x GN Reader

Contains: Self-harm Comfort, Self Harm, Emotional Hurt/Comfort

Requested -badboiTM- on Wattpad

This was my first time writing for Chromeskull so I hope I did his character justice.

Jesse was absolutely giddy. He had just returned from a particularly long business trip and the only thing he wished for, as he pushed the front door to his home open, was to grab you and drag you to your shared bedroom for some much-needed affection. 

‘I'm home, Love.’ He texted you hanging his coat by the door and slipping his shoes off as he awaited for the eventual padding of your feet as you rushed to his side, a beautiful smile on your face. That sound always had managed to pull his own smile onto his face, he found it humorous how you would practically bolt through the halls to get to his side. Jumping into his arms as soon as you were close enough. He would be ready with open arms. Even if you did start to fall, miscalculating the distance you had to leap, he would swoop you up spinning you around. 

However, no sound came. Dread began to form in the pit of his stomach. 

He knew about your past and your struggles with mental health. That was part of the reason he never tried to stay away from you for too long, and why this trip, in particular, had him worried. He even had staff on speed dial for both you and him in case you had a relapse of any sort. All it would take is one call and he would be speeding on his way home to you. Everyone he could reach rushing to you to ensure your safety. 

You were too precious for him to lose.

Jesse didn’t wait for you to come rushing to him any longer, already setting off deeper into your home in search of you with a worried haste. He felt as if his legs couldn’t move fast enough, his need to make sure you were safe overwhelming. 

His feet were heavy against the floor and he made a beeline for your shared bedroom. As Jesse approached he could see the door was cracked open, the inside completely dark despite the hallway lights all being on. Quietly Jesse pushed the bedroom door open. 

The sight he was greeted with had him stilling momentarily his shoulders tensing. 

You were laying on your side in the fetal position on the large bed set in the middle of the room. Both of your arms were wrapped around his pillow, cuddling the thing in a vice grip. Your back was to Jesse. He could see from where he stood in the doorway how your hair was greasy and a mess, your clothes in a similarly disheveled state. 

His lips were pulled into a tight line. Letting his shoulders fall he pushed forward sitting next to you in the bed. One of his hands reached out placing itself on your exposed shoulder, he let his thumb rub soothing circles into your back. Letting you know he was there. Your shoulders shook under his touch silent sobs breaking past your lips. Jesse wasted no time sliding into the bed behind you curling up around you, shushing you with a line of kisses placed along the back of your neck. He was there, every kiss told you over and over again.

Once his kisses had paused you shifted turning to face him. Jesse saw the red lines buried into your wrists instantly. Thankfully they were no longer bleeding out but a few had died blood surrounding them. He made a note to get you cleaned up later as his arms surrounded you, cradling you into his chest.

Jesse held you as you sobbed, letting you use his shirt as a tissue soaking up your tears. It was an unappealing display, but Jesse could care less as he tried his best to soothe you. Fingers brushed away the hair crusted to your forehead slicking it back with the rest of your hair. Tear tracks seemed to be burned into your cheeks, your eyes puffy and red along with your lips. 

It hurt Jesse to see you like this. He hated when you were in distress. A part of him wished he could go into your mind sorting through your life and ridding you of any painful memories. Only leaving you with those happy moments in between that seemed so insignificant when you found yourself lost in a pool of your misery. 

As you cried into Jesse the man placed kisses on your face. Hoping that every time his lips touched your skin you would be reminded of how much you meant to him. How much he loved and valued you. 

He hoped to burn a trail of love where tear tracks once sat, washing away the pain in your eyes. As you looked up at him sniffling, he knew he had succeeded this time. 

Jesse was no fool- he knew more breakdowns just like today were to come, but then, he would be there once again at the ready. Armed with kisses and soft love-filled touches. He would be there for you with his arms outstretched ready to catch you before you could bruise your knees on the ground where your body would have fallen. 

He would be there to clean and dress your wounds and aches nurturing you back to happiness over and over again until it stuck. 

Jesse was a stubborn man after all, and if he had to bend the world to make you smile one more time. 

He gladly would for the rest of his life. 

[brwnicons]

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AAAAA OKAY OKAY SKSJSJS

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

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

I hope this isn't too confusing aaaaaa 😭😭

×Vexelier×

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

Jesse x Trans!Male Reader

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

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

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

Please tell me if you find any mistake!

[☆]

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

▪︎ Your habits make his heart melt

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

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

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

-> Duck feet tapping

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

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

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

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

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

▪︎'See something you like?'

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

▪︎"Those are mine" you say sheepishly

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

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

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

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

-> Ñam -biting him

▪︎He is so confused the first time you do it

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

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

▪︎"Why have you stopped?"

▪︎'You bit me...'

▪︎"Oh, sorry -Did I hurt you?"

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

-> Rubbing your face all over his

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

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

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

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

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

-> Hugs

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

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

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

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

You really couldn't dream of a better partner.

[littleoddwriter]

Hey hey Ronnie, how are you doing?

If you are up to I would like a head canon of Poly! Jesse and Asa with a vampire reader, that is busted by Jesse because he's eating a red orange. And Asa is probably done with him, but you know it is what it is... Anyway feel free to change it if you have a better proposal, I love all your works and I trust you wholeheartedly.

Thank you so much and keep it up, you are awesome

Asa Emory/The Collector x Vampire!Male!Reader x Jesse Cromeans/Chromeskull (Poly) | Headcanons

Hey there!!! I'm okay, and I hope you are too? Thanks for asking. <3 Now, thank you so much for the request, and I'm sorry it took me a while to write it. I hope you like what I've done with it! I did tweak it a little, so I hope everything is to your liking anyway. :') Thank you for everything, it means a lot to me. <3

notes; Male!Reader; Mute Character; Vampires; Reader is a Vampire; Poly-amorous Relationship; Being Found Out.

Taglist: @gnrlkenob @fr0gi-b0y @plat-the-cat

Reblogs would be appreciated, thank you!

You don't tell them what you are because you're actually afraid of their reactions, be that good or bad, you don't want to find out. You don't want to lose them, and you especially don't want to face the issue of "I don't want to die while you live on forever" to arise either. Although, you figure it's less likely to be an issue with them.

Still, it's gotten harder and harder to hide your vampirism from them, as they got a whole lot more comfortable with you. Because now you know about their hobbies/work. And that means that they don't necessarily care if there's blood on them when they return home in the middle of the night.

And even though that blood isn't fresh by any means, it's still enticing with its smell, and it makes you hungry. But you try to ignore it. You couldn't suddenly go out to hunt when they would want to know where you're going and what you'll be doing.

It's when you're eating a blood orange to quench some of that hunger that Jesse looks you over questioningly for the first time; but he doesn't make a move to ask why you're eating it so suddenly at such an odd hour.

But as it keeps happening more often, and even Asa looks at you in curiosity, you feel like you're going to explode, keeping that secret inside of you for so long. It makes you feel bad to keep it from them anyway, but you are just too scared of the consequences.

Then, one night, Jesse apparently has had enough of it, and holds his phone up to you with the simple question of "Are you a vampire?"

It catches you off-guard and makes you feel like a deer in headlights. You simply nod in response, unable to speak, while you're not looking at either of them.

"Figures," is what Asa says a moment later - and he looks smug about it when you look at him after all.

Neither of them really say anything else, then. It seems as though they're okay with it, but it feels like the calm before the storm for you, like the other shoe is just waiting to be dropped.

And it does drop, because Asa wants to experiment on you. You had expected him to go in that direction after you'd found out what he does when he's not home at night, but it shocks you anyway to be seen as nothing but a fun, new subject (object) to experiment on.

Luckily, though, Jesse is on your side and reprimands Asa for his question, reminding him that you're his boyfriend and not a test subject - that's what his victims are for after all.

Asa stays persistent for a little longer, asking for small samples at least, things that wouldn't hurt you/leave permanent damage, but you refuse, and eventually he relents, because he actually doesn't want to risk losing you.

[sir-ligh]

First post, I’m a beginner in writing smut; send in submission if you’d like

I will not write:

-Age play(kink)

-I will try not to write OOC