#the sinclair brothers

[capybar00stash]

transmasc vincent sinclair (!!)

i love him sm, i will be drawing more transmasc!vinnie when i have the means to c:

[house-of-slayterr]

They’re so ✨SKRUNKLY: 🥺🥺🥺

[slasherboy-brainrot]

Are slashers just inherently sexual or have I completely lost the plot

[osirisisv]

I have come to shamelessly request a continuation of the 'marshmallow hell' art you did for the slashers x reader but ✨️Sinclair boys edition✨️ if you're ever up for it! 💞

Sorry for taking so long 🥺

Marshmallow hell part. 2✨✨✨

You can see the part 1 here!

Vincent takes so much working on his art that he even forget he has to eat, sometimes you have to convince him to take a rest 😏❤️

bo had a stressful day as usual, and there is nothing more he wants to do than cuddle with you and forget all his problems ❤️

there is nothing better for Lester than having you on his lap and talking about his day while he snuggles on your chest, he loves it 💕💕

[a-writer-on-elm-street]

things about house of wax that got me feeling some type of way 🤭:

the super glue scene

"don't move...shh, it's okay"

when vincent pushed dalton down the stairs

basically anytime vincent got his knives out

bo reloading his shotgun in the movie theatre

bo pulling the arrow out of his arm

lester's waist

lester showing off his knife

this:

also this:

and this:

this might be the most unhinged thing i've ever posted

[dead-end-stuff]

Bo: Any last words?

Y/N: You're the ugly twin.

Lester: HA-!

[gremblinfart]

BRO I'M LITERALLY OBESSING OVER THESE TWINS

[slasher-male-wife]

A favorite pass time of mine is calling fictional men who would kill me in the most brutal ways baby girls

[dustylava]

Y/n: "I just want a family... I just want a family, that loves me... Is it really, that much to ask..?"

Sinclair brothers: "sounds like a job for me!"

[small-sinclair]

I woke up with Poly!Sinclair rot dancing with s/o.

Enjoy.

not profread

Welcomed reader: @sketchy-rosewitch

Song mention: Devil's Backbone, The Civil Wars.

You’re in the House of Wax, dusting, and dancing by yourself to your noise canceling headphones. It’s been a long as time since this place has seen a good cleaning, and you just wanted your lovely Vincent’s art to shine because he’s just a good artist and he’s just so fucking beautiful at what he does.

Lester comes in with Bo, looking for a place to cool off. The Louisiana heatwave is beating them down, and the AC in the wax house is always on and cooling. You catch Bo’s eyes as you dance to a slow song in your headphones, not knowing they were there. Bo stop and watches you with amazement. He going into the fake kitchen and whistles for Vincent.

“Y/n’s dancin’, Vin. Com’ watch.” He holds a grin as Vincent comes up the steps.

Lester sits in a folding chair and watches you sway, his eyes looking over you as if he was in a trance.

‘Do you know how perfect you are, y/n?’ He wonders to himself, sighing contently. He rested his chin in his head, elbow learning on a knee, as he watches your hips and body, eyes all lovey dovey. ‘Goodness, you’re perfect.’

The twins stand behind their little brother as they watched you dance in the halo of sunlight and dust. You started humming to the song, then whisper the lyrics...

"Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I beggin' you, please. Don't take those Sinclairs from me."

Yeah, you changed the lyric from 'sinner' to 'Sinclairs', but it's true as you dance to the song, your eyes ghosting over the little figures.

Bo grits his teeth and took brave steps towards you, your back still turned to him. You just look too good to be true, and you looked too good not to be held. His rough hands wraps around your hips, and you yelp at the touch, jumping out of your skin. The wheel around and almost punched Bo in the jaw, but he dodged it, stepping back.

"Easy there, Rocky," he drawls, holding up his hands to show he was unarmed. "Just Bo. That's all."

You pull an earbud out and looked at him in disbelief. "The fuck, Bo! You scared me!" You held your chest. Your eyes looked over his shoulders, seeing Lester snickering in the chair and Vincent holding back a laugh. You relaxed and giggled. "Almost nicked ya."

Bo rolls his eyes and takes a step forward to you. Without saying a word, he places a hand around your lower back and held up your hand. "Dance wit' me, darlin'," he says slow, his southern drawl echoing in his chest.

You blush and let him take the lead. You slow danced to nothing, his eyes looked into your eyes, roaming over your body and arms. He doesn't need to say anything as he dances with you, keeping you close to his chest, but his hands were loose and snug. You two stay like this for a while, him swaying you in the sunlight. you rested your head on his chest and smell the oil and aftershave leather from this morning's shave still lingering. Once he got you facing away from his brothers, he smirks, nods, and spins you.

Your free hand caught rougher hands as you were pulled into Lester's arms. "Hiya, sweet pea," he said with his goofy smile. "Mind if I hav' 'is dance?"

You managed a nod as his hands wrap around your waist, arms around his neck. His curls were sticking up from under his hat from sweat and the heat. His puppy brown eyes swaying you as if you two were high school lovers, and that's okay. He didn't take control like Bo's lead, but it was more of a comfortable lead as he stole a kiss from your lips.

"Ya lookin' like a dream," he whispers, kissing you again, nice and slow. "Really likin' ya, y/n. Make everythin' good n' betta." His voice stays soft as if he's afraid to scare you. "Yer' beautiful." His eyes shifted up and he smiles. "Looks lik' Vincey wants a turn, sug."

As soon as he says that, Vincent stood next to you and him, his wax face emotionless. Lester steps back and kisses your hand, letting you go to his older brother. He leaves the little dance floor as Vincent held up your hand and tuck his hand behind your lower back just as Bo did.

He takes lead, the dance feeling more like a waltz that you've seen in a movie, but he didn't let you trip or fall. Your eyes stayed up to watch Vincent, feeling his lone blue eye on you and a smile creeping over his lips. He's imagined dancing with you hundred of times, and to be doing it now felt amazing. Your figure in his arms as he danced with you, holding you close and careful like you were glass... you're just too good for him. For his brothers. For this dead town.

His warmth was comfortable as he lifts your face, waxed lips kissing the crown of your head. He spins you, and your hand is caught by Bo's, taking you back were you started. He steals a kiss then spins you again, Lester catching you in his arms, kissing your cheek, and passes you back to Vincent without his mask, his real lips kisses yours, then spins you again, leaving no one to catch you. All three of the brothers stood next to each other, looking at you in the sunlight's dress and dusty crown floating in your hair. They smile at you, Bo and lester taking off their hats, the bowed to you. You blush and return the guester, bowing your head towards them and lifting up to meet with their gaze, their eyes roaming over you as if you were a marble statue in a rose garden.

"Y'all make one heck of a dance partner," Lester drawled, giggling to himself, putting his hat back on.

Bo's blue eyes light up as you watched your smile. "Might as well marry ya, darlin'."

Vincent's hands move, signing, 'You're a good dancer, muse.'

You blushed as you take up your duster, the AC sending chills over your arms. "Thank you, boys. I... I never danced with someone before."

Bo shook his head at those words. "We'll always dance wit' ya, y/n," he flashes you his charming smile, "I promise ya that."

Lester nods in agreement, his brown eyes lighting up. Vincent placed his mask over his face, his hands then taking yours, pulling you into his chest. You lay your head against his shirt and sways gently again.

What a dance you'll be having. Taking each step at a time with a lion, a wolf, and a coyote. Gentle steps, humming bird. Gentle steps.

[incorrectsinclairbrothersquotes]

Lester: Strawberry milk doesn’t taste like strawberry OR milk.

Bo: Go the fuck to sleep Lester.

[capybar00stash]

bo and vincent (yellowed out)

hello everyone i'm ill and i have artblock how are you all

[house-of-slayterr]

A Sinclair version was requested hehehe @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @myers-meadow

[woppy-my-beloved]

The twins

[friday-the-400th]

Hi again! How would Brahms, Billy Lenz, and the Sinclair brothers do with hand holding? Do they kiss hand??

yeeesssss anything for a brahms requesttttttt

brahmsies <3 the wall piss rat -he is so gentle...like your to precious to even make a small scratch on. -he does kiss your hand, since he loves you so much, your like his princess :) funny man loves to lean on your shoulder to :) billy lenz stinky horny rat man "my horny ass could not work at freddy fazbears pizza-" yeah its like that, you cant hold this mans hand hes to horny. but sometimes, yeah. he'll be to chill or high to be horny so he'll hold your hand and caress your arm like a normal sweet boyfriend <3 sinclair brothers: vincent: waxed ass van gogh

-smelly but nice. he might want to make a wax sculpture of your hand, because he likes your hand lester: rat road smelly fuck

-smelly. ew he smelly. but he nice. he very nice. kisses your cheek.

bo: ***that guy*** -he smells like shit, but tbh hes gentle. kinda

[a-writer-on-elm-street]

Matching Christmas Pajamas With The Sinclairs

mentioned: bo sinclair, vincent sinclair, lester sinclair

a/n: thank you so much anon for this request. this was so much fun to write! :) and i'm sorry it's so late, i've had really bad writer's block lately aha

Bo Sinclair

Bo would be having none of it.

When you first propose the idea, he doesn't even hesitate before telling you no.

But after arguing with him about it for a while, he finally agrees to it, but only if you give him something in return.

You're not allowed to pick out anything too cheesy though, so you end up settling for some red, snowflake patterned pajamas.

Bo lasts probably about an hour before he's changing his shirt to a plain black t-shirt. He keeps the pajama pants on though, which is something you suppose.

Vincent Sinclair

He would be unsure about the idea at first, worried that Bo would tease him about it.

But after seeing how much it means to you, he would eventually agree to it.

He's never had any Christmas traditions, considering what his family were like, so he's excited to start this one with you.

Although he doesn't fully understand how wearing matching reindeer pajamas is supposed to be fun.

He tends to work on his sculptures sometimes at night though so the pajamas will eventually become slightly covered in wax.

Lester Sinclair

He loves the idea.

And he's not as much of a grinch as Bo, so when you present matching elf pajamas to him, he's ecstatic.

He insists on wearing them every night.

He's also happy to finally be able to be involved in a Christmas tradition, considering his parents barely paid him any attention as a child.

He tells you all the time how cool he thinks you both look because he's genuinely happy to be matching with you.

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