#mr freezy x gn!reader

[slothspaghettiwrites]

I Need You In My Bloodstream

I Need You In My Bloodstream

Story Rating: Explicit, 18+ only

Kink: Blood Play - is an umbrella term for any erotic or sexual activity involving blood. Blood play typically involves self-harm or damaging a partner’s body to spill blood.

Warnings: blood and guts, noncon blowjob, referenced past/future noncon, major character death (your friend and implied future you), kidnapping, gore, almost modern AU, body horror, almost vomitting, choking with a belt, slight cum play, it's just a bad time for everyone but Mr Freezy.

Relationships: Ghoul!Robert Pronge x GN!Reader

Word Count: 1319

A/N: Ghoul - scavenger creatures that live in graveyards and traditionally feed on the flesh and blood of the dead. This was supposed to be my darkest fic for kinktober... I'm not sure if it hits the mark, but I couldn't resist this combo so here we are.

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You followed your friend through the array of tombstones and food trucks, cool air mixed with waves of scrumptious warm food as you tried to keep up. The halloween festival was in full swing, people in costumes crowding in for drinks and niche hipster food. You were stuffed full, but your friend was desperate to try everything.

“Okay this is the last one, then we will call a cab and never eat again.”

They pointed down the line, to a truck that had one yellowed light and rust growing around the wheel wells. The old school ice cream truck was nearly out of the festival completely. It’s dirty, stained awning casting a darker shadow over the inside of it.

"What can I get ya?" A unkempt man in an unwashed white suit asked, his long stringy hair hiding his features.

You tried to not to think about when he'd last washed his hands.

"Oof, well what would you recommend?" Your friend prattled on, not a care in the world and completely unaware of the food poison no doubt waiting for them. "I'm open to anything."

The man grinned, shining yellowed teeth catching what little light there was available, as he whipped around. Your stomach rolled. The moment you were out of sight your treat was going into the trash.

"Here you go," he handed over two red swirled cones. "The Mr Freezy Special."

Your friend slapped some cash down and dove in, taking a huge gulp off the top of the soft serve and moaning. They gave you the eyes and waved their hand, unable to speak with how quickly they were eating. You took a lick of the cone, catching the melting bits running down your hand. The cream spread across your tongue, coating your gums in icy, tangy syrup while your eyes fluttered close. It… it was too good. Before you could stop yourself, you lapped at the swirled treat, sucking down as much as possible.

Pain pierced your chest, but you didn't stop. Even as you lost feeling in your limbs, eyelids so heavy you couldn't open them, you kept eating until all thought slipped from your grasp.

Moans woke you up, garbled wet sounds that drowned out the slurping and crunching. Bile rose in your throat as you rolled to your side, head reeling you tried to calm down. Everything ached, like you’d been run over by a truck then dragged for miles. You opened your eyes slowly, cautious of lights that would only make it worse and blinking away the haze. Tears rimmed your eyes as they tried to work, clear up your vision to see the dead eyes staring back at you.

Skin peeled away from the eye sockets, the person who lay next to you forced to watch what was happening to them. You squeezed your eyes closed, hoping if you opened them again you wouldn’t see the other’s. That you’d wake up in your bed. That you weren't lying next to who you thought it was. But that didn’t happen. The same eyes, starting to go cloudy, stared back. You forced yourself to look away, gaze unconsciously following the sounds until you found the source.

A monster drenched in blood, snarling and chomping away at their belly. You tried to inhale, to gasp at the sight, but every part of you froze. Your lungs refused to fill with air, your throat refused to open for the bile rising in your throat again, your tongue refused to utter a sound. A blood soaked reached up, the monster eyes never leaving it's meal, until it's fingers found the mouth. Your jaw snapped shut and yours closed on their own at the sound of flesh ripping, your brain kicking it into overdrive to keep you alive.

"What's a matter, cupcake?"

Your friend's voice filled your ears and sob ripped through you. It was all real, whatever was happening was real and you were going to die.

"Don't like th-" the voice cracked, growing deeper, "at do ya, huh? Cry all you want, fun's only just getting started."

It slapped you, a wet sticky hand collided with your cheek hard enough to bust your lip open. The taste of blood flooding your mouth, a whimper of pain and wet choking, it was pathetic but you were stuck, paralyzed by your own fear. You covered your face with your arms and curled your legs in tighter, ready for another blow, ready to defend, but not to attack.

"Please," you said, blood and saliva leaking from your busted lip.

There was a rustling, but you refused to look, it was better to not know what was about to happen to you. It yanked and pulled and shoved until you were forced on to your knees. A hand pinched your underarm until you dropped them, revealing your tear stained face.

"Open your eyes before I make ya."

You obeyed instantly, visions of your friend's shredded face coming making you sob more as you looked at your captor, at the monster who was going to kill you. He stood, taller and more muscular than what you remembered, over you in the same suit, now stained with blood and guts and God knew what else. His stringy hair was thicker now, still hanging down. Nothing about his teeth had changed though, that shade of yellow you'd never forget.

"Sometimes, you go with your gut." His thumb pressed into your split lip until you cried out in pain. He brought it to his face, nostrils flaring as he inhaled the scent and stuck the digit in this mouth. "Sometimes, your a stupid cunt. Guess we know which unlucky shit you are today."

You watched him remove his belt, the leather sliding through the loops of his trousers and wrapping around your throat. You watched his one blood dripping hand undo his pants, every tooth on the zip unclicking echoed around the room. You watched him stroke his cock until it was coated in blood too.

Resolutely you ground your teeth together, breathing harshly through your nose as adrenaline, fight or flight instinct, over came your fear. The belt cut into your neck but you refused to comply again. You looked at the hellish monster in his bright, icy eyes, and curled your lip sneer. Even as your lungs burned, your lips trembled with the effort to stay stiff, you refused to open your mouth. Spots started to float behind your eyes and another slap landed across your cheeks.

"You either use those dick sucking lips, cupcake, or I will."

The belt was yanked up into the air and then dropped, instinctively your mouth opened, gulping for air. He slammed his cock down your throat. You gagged, scrambled for some kind of leverage as you tried not to throw up. Your fingers dug into the blood stained pants, and he took that as an invitation, thrusting hard and faster. The taste of blood in your mouth only made you sicker, mixing with the overwhelming stench of death and rot. Tears fell freely down your face washing away lines of the drying blood.

"God, shit, you done this a lot? Your throat is trying to fucking milk me. How's your friend taste huh? They fought back a lot harder, got a bit messy."

You garbled out a sob, mucus bubbling out of your nose and mouth. He grinned down at you, yellow teeth looking sharper here, made for ripping and tearing away flesh. His hips stuttered, crushing your face into his crotch as he came down your throat. Just when you thought you'd pass out, he pulled his cock out of your mouth. Drool and blood and cum poured from your lips as you choked on the stale air. He groaned, smearing the mess around your face as you coughed around the belt still choking you.

"Don't worry, cupcake, I like it messy."

[babyjakes]

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Happy Milestone Monday! 💞

To celebrate reaching 4k, I am doing a #LoveIn4k celebration! Requests for love letters, playlists, and moodboards are open!

Requests will be open from now (06/14 - 06/30) and I will try to do them as I get them, but it may take some time!

Playlists/Moodboards:

Can be character x character, character x reader, or poly ships.

Send a theme/vibe/quote with the pairing and pick what you would like (playlist or moodboard)

If you would like something specific for moodboards, you are more than welcome to ask. Ex: poc!reader, gn!reader, male!reader, plus-size, etc.

If there are certains artists you cannot stand for a playlist, please let me know so I don't put them on it!

Playlists will be about 5 songs, unless I start feeling creative

The love letters will be specifically for you:

Tell me a little bit about yourself. Likes/dislikes, fave nicknames, your pronouns, etc.

Your age (I won't be doing the love letters for minors, I apologize now)

If you need extra encouragement or comfort, let me know! If it's a special day like your birthday, also feel free to tell me.

Don't forget to add who you want the letter to be from!

It is open for the MCU and The Vampire Diaries characters! I'd also be okay with any Sebastian Stan or Chris Evans chacter minus a few ((like Mr. Freezy or Jeff whatever his name is))

Thank you to everyone who has followed and shared my love for this fandom with me. I really do enjoy my time on here and interacting with y'all, it makes my day. Here's to another milestone! 💞

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