#vincent sinclair smut

[small-sinclair]

Kinda smutty but: Imagine the Sinclairs in a craze for you…

Vincent coming up behind you and wrapping his string arms around your waist, nuzzling into your neck, kissing your skin, loving you. He whimpers lightly until you look at him. He stops and kisses your lips, holding you closer and tighter until you melt away. He spins you around and lifts you up; you weigh nothing him. He kisses until you both pull away breathless. You hold his face and rests against his forehead, hanging your arms over his shoulders as he carries you to his bed. Vincent lays you down and treats you like royalty, taking everything nice and slow, rough and tender. He loves you so much that he doesn’t know what to do sometimes besides being near you.

Lester lifting you up to sit on his tailgate so he could rest his head in your chest, hands running up and down your thighs before warping you in a warm embrace. Your hands taking his hat off so you can play with his flatten curls while his kisses linger down your jaw over your neck. He just wants you in his arms and litter you with so much kisses while mumbling “I love you” the whole time. Then he cups your cheeks and kisses you deeply and passionately, bruising your lips until they’re numb. His hands fall over your breast and massages you, whispering your name like a prayer, and he praises you like you’re his god. He’s so much in love with you that it drives him over the edge sometimes.

Bo having a bad day and just sees you coming to the shop with a jug of sweet peach ice tea. Him just meeting you in front of the shop to lift you up by your legs and smash his lips against yours. He wants you more and more, deeper and deeper the pit in his chest grows for you. He smiled against your lips and sits you on the front counter, kissing your neck, nipping at your skin, repeating “mine; all mine” until he’s so drunk off your scent he can’t stop staring at you, and his hands are so focused on rubbing your arms, thighs, neck. His lost eyes closing as he leans into your hands, kissing the palms and starts praising you for every little thing you do. “Le’me worship you, darlin’,” he’ll drawl, his southern voice so deep and heavy as he kisses you again. “Need you, sweetheart. Need ya bad.” And he lifts you up again only to carry you to a tailgate in the shop, lowering you down, kissing and marking you all over because he wants more and more and more of you. Bo loves you so much that he would burn for you, kill for you, die for you, hunt for you— everything he does, he’ll do it for you until you tell him to stop.

[callie-the-creator]

Brahms, micheal, vincent, and thomas hewitt reactng to our clit pircing

mild nsfw. warnings: suggestive content, ‘certain’ piercings, reader is a fmab, brief mention of masturbation (m), fingering, etc.

author’s note: ask and you shall receive! 💓

brahms heelshire

• you didn’t tell brahms right away when you had gotten your clit pierced. you knew that it would intrigue him, but figured it’d be in your best interest to let it heal first.

— it should also be stated that you have quite the habit of walking around the heelshire mansion with only a t-shirt and panties. so, when you were tired and decided to stretch, your shirt lifted, giving brahms the perfect opportunity to let his eyes wander down. the way the fabric landed in one area was…unnatural. brahms, at the time, figured that he must be imagining things. boy, was he wrong.

• later that week, when brahms was watching you from the little holes through the walls, he caught you changing. he always liked to see you like this—so calm and nonchalant as you slipped off your underwear. how erotic it was to make brahms’ hand subconsciously slip under his waistband, but when you turned around, he stopped. that’s when he saw your piercing.

• brahms nearly hit himself against the wall when he leaned forward to get a closer look.

• you looked so wonderful…a small smile crept onto his features from under his mask as he resumed pleasuring himself from behind the wall, but brahms was confused. why haven’t you told him? there must’ve been some reason. he did feel a bit heartbroken that you didn’t share this news with him, but to make it all better, he’ll have to pretend to be shocked once you tell him about your new piercing.

michael myers

• i think it’s safe to say that you were a bit scared to show michael your piercing. he’s always been unpredictable, hard to read.

— with that being said, when you told me that you were going to get your clit pierced, he was less than impressed. after your appointment, michael even went so far as to ignore you for the first few days. however, he eventually got used to it with time.

vincent sinclair

• when you got home after your appointment, vincent was working on another one of his wax statues. so, when you went down there and saw him at his workstation gathering some supplies, you leaned against him. he doesn’t care if you press all your weight against him, he can hold both of you up (and he loves whenever you do that).

— seeing that you were back home, one of vincent’s arms snaked around your waist and he used it to pull you closer to him, caressing your side when he did. he missed you.

• “guess what i did?”

— this caused vincent to stop what he was doing and look down at you, you didn’t get new clothes, your hair looked the same…so what was it? he had no clue. he simply tilted his head to show you that he was interested.

• that’s when you took him by the hand and pulled him off to the side, away from the prying eyes of his wax statue, to give him a sneak peek of your piercing.

• vincent had to do a double-take when he first saw it, but he was so gentle when he caressed your inner thigh, not wanting to risk hurting your healing clit. you’re so beautiful…

thomas hewitt

• you didn’t know how you forgot to tell thomas about your new piercing.

• but just as when thomas was about to go down on you, you remembered about it all and went to stop him, but it was too late…he saw the glimpse of the light reflecting off your clit piercing. he blinked rapidly at the sight. was he dreaming? silently, thomas looked between you, your piercing, and back to you.

— don’t get thomas wrong, he immediately became a fan of it, but it was just…hard to take in all at once. he almost immediately grazed his fingers over the piercing—careful not to hurt you in any way in doing so.

• “do you…like it?”

— how could you ask that? of course he did! his veiny, chubby cock pulsed causing his voice to ring out in delight. thomas slowly nodded, his slick sweat falling down his lowbrow and down his reddened face, keeping his focus on the piercing as he slowly inched his index and middle finger inside of you…

[dolliestfairy]

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 ࿐ೀ

Jason Voorhees, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, & Michael myers with Fem!Reader who is a Victoria Secret Models ✧ 𓏲๋ ⊹ ֢

𑁍 Tw : Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, Denial, Insecurities, Mentions of Killing someone/murdering somebody, the word 'rotten' and 'blood'. Mostly fluff. Reader Skintone is Unannounced.

❁ Authors&Note ; THIS TAKE WAY TOO LONG CUS I'M SO FCKING LAZY 'M SO SORRYY 😭 but yea i tried my best... what do you think? i'll make part two if you like this one :) check out my Masterlist to see more stuff like this with different fandoms and community! happy reading fairies 🧚🏻‍♀️𓏲๋ ⊹ ֢

ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪ Jason Voorhees

• absolutely loved you with all of his dead heart and soul.

• and worship you as well, i mean how couldnt he? you're just soo beautiful! your beauty can even melt his own rotten heart.

• now we know that jason is a very insecure big boy, and sometimes he felt insecure and disgust at himself because he often thinks about the untruth that he doesnt deserve to have someone as pretty as you.

• now if you see him acting like this.. please reassure him that he's enough, because truth to be told; he really need it. he is just shy... you know?..

• but besides his insecurities he is absolutely over the heels for you, he also really support your carrier and would def 100% killed for you.

• if someone tryng to take down your carrier just tell him and he'll rip their heads off their own body.

• and again; this was all just for you, the only person he would love besides his mother, ever.

ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪ Vincent sinclair

• 'another draw insipration huhhh?' thats what this big 'ol boy thoughts about you when he first saw you.

• absolutely would die & killed for you. and let me tell you this guy is also has a mad respect for you.

• its like princess treatment you know.. anything you want he'll gave you it.. you want a new beautiful wax sculpture of yours? no problem baby.. he'll make it for you just gave him 1 weeks! you want something but its outside of the city? no problem! bo would do it for him. if he doesnt want to? lester would be the one.

• loves seeing you pose for yourself. it really gave him more ideas. he sometimes love to think of you in a different type of clothes.

• also loooove your confiedence, really boost his energy. his place was usually has this gloomy and just plain walls and floor with a rotten blood scent 'dancing' through his room, but once you step your feet in then the atmosphere would just like.. change for the better.

• he is actually kind of insecure about himself, but everyday he get better and better once he got those bless-kisses from you into his cheeks, and he freeaking loves it!

ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪ Bo Sinclair

• really cocky about it at first...

• but then turns out he was actually obsessed with you.

• he doesnt want to admit it though.. Hell, he would rather bury his own self alive than admitting his feelings towards you.

• its just that he felt like the feelings "love" is making him vulnerable and he just seems those as something as uneccesary and a waste of time.

• thats what he thought until he felt like he cant take it anymore as he just angrily confessed his feelings towards you with like zero preparations at all like it was all just... happen.

• this guy is a weirdo, but would never admit it anyway. and yeah... he likes you, a lot. but again.. He Would Never Say This Out Loud.

ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪ Michael Myers

• doesnt really understand about the concept of those thing called "Victorian secret" you worked to.

• until he start observe and observe and observe.. stalking and stalking here and there.. trying to find the explanation.

• and when he finally got it, it was all just make sense to it. i mean you're a very irresistable person and it left him feeling so Struck-eye.

• but he would never admit this...

• it doesnt change anything at all tbh, the way he show about how much he loves you is that he doesnt hurt or even killed you.

• instead, at some rare occasion, you'll find yourself in your room with a strange yet pretty stuff besides it where it was covered in blood and shits.

• and yeah thats how this big dude show his scary intimidating love towards you <3 he's also always sometimes watching you sleep at night. i know its kinda creepy but uh.. at least he doesnt try to hurt you ig?.............

[a-writer-on-elm-street]

keep you warm

kinktober day two - cockwarming

pairing: vincent sinclair x afab!reader

warnings: smut, cockwarming

a/n: so day two is already a day late but i'm posting it now so i hope you enjoy!

tags: @sillylittlereader

Calloused fingers trailed along your shoulder as you laid with your eyes closed, Vincent's chest at your back.

"Hi." You said quietly, rolling over to find him staring at you, the corner of his mouth pulled upwards in a smile.

He traced the word 'hi' on your shoulder, before absently trailing his hand down your body, stopping when he reached your stomach.

You'd been with the Sinclairs a little over five years now, ever since Bo had chased you through the town and locked you up in his basement. It was a surprise to everyone when Vincent had taken a shine to you, decided that you were more to him alive than dead.

And now here you were, lying in bed with him, as though you were simply two mundane people in the world.

"I love you, ya know that?" You said softly, skating your fingers along the side of his face.

He simply nodded, before nudging your thighs open slightly, fingers rubbing over your clit.

"I tell you I love you and this is your response?" You said, grinning.

He just smiled at you, shifting closer to you under the sheets.

"Alright, alright," you sighed, shaking your head as you lifted your leg over his hip, reaching down to guide him to your entrance. "You'll say it back to me one day. Mark my words."

A quiet sigh left his lips when he finally pushed inside you, your bodies already hot and your skin beaded with sweat.

But when you started to move, he stopped you, his hands firmly gripping your hips, holding you in place.

"What, you just want me to keep you warm?"

He nodded.

"I can do that."

And with that, he leaned forward, mouthing three words against your lips.

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[boringbxtch]

Face Sitting/Riding with Vincent

- AFAB Reader- female anatomy described

By clicking read more you acknowledge you will be reading smut albeit a short imagine, so 18+

Sat awkwardly beside Vincent you slowly lift your leg over his shoulders to straddle his neck, not quite ready to settle in yet. Looking down and seeing your unmasked man smiling up at you hinting for you to continue, taking a deep breath and scooting upwards but still remaining on your knees too far away from his face.

His hands guide you down so you are within reaching distance, a tongue licks across your clit catching you by surprise you jumping a little. That tongue comes back licking faster with more ferocity, looking down to see the bridge of his nose in between your lips and his one good eye looking right at your pleasure filled face.

Falling forwards slightly you angle yourself to put the focus on your clit sending a spark up your spine. He brings his hands between your thighs spreading your lips apart exposing you even further. The cold air sending shivers up your spine before he smothers it with his warm mouth back on the part you need him most. His grip is getting tighter on your thighs due to the shakiness of them but he doesn’t let up if anything he seems to gain more confidence to get messy with it.

With one hand to the wall and another in his hair you grind down feeling the beginning of your mounting orgasm. Moaning out his name and letting him know you’re about to cum he remains lapping at your clit, he lets out a groan that you feel setting you over the edge and cumming while grinding on his face to ride out your high.

[vampyrgoff]

NSFW alphabet: Vincent Sinclair

vincent sinclair x reader

contains— nsfw!MDNI switch!vincent, switch!reader, a little bit of a spit kink, fem!reader, breeding kink here and there, NOT PROOFREAD, blood kink/knife play, mentions of masturbation, mommy kink (very slightly)

word count— 3.4k words and 18.2k characters

vampyr’s note—THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING ANYTHING FOR ANYONE LOL (first time writing on Tumblr that is) and Vinny might be out of character but i tried! I'm also figuring out how i want my posts to be laid out so if you have any recommendations pls let me know 😭(PLS SEND REQUEST BTW) Some good friends of mine requested that I attempt writing this so here goes nothing :) (content starts under the cut!)

gif isn't mine!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

vincent is the BEST at aftercare (don't argue with me about this). after a long session of you guys fucking, he's already getting up frantically trying to get a rag and clean you up the best he could.

personally, I think he runs the bath for you both to get in. he definitely leads you to the bath and lets you lay on top of him. he'll also wash your hair for you or detangle it all while he's kissing your temple and shoulder every few minutes. if you have any hickeys on your body, he'll kiss every mark.

vincent also massages your shoulders and will wash your body (if you let him of course) humming every now and then to further soothe you as you lay on his chest, feeling the vibrations from the light hums.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I don't think vincent has a favorite body part of his. if he did have to choose, it would be his hands. his hands are great, they make you cum, they kill, they create beautiful drawings, and they sculpt beautiful pieces of art. he loves when he catches you staring at his hands aswell. a surge of confidence will run through him.

you're sitting next to vincent while he sketches up a new drawing. every now and then hearing a mumble or sigh of frustration when something doesn't look the way he wants it to. you've been begging for him to give you attention for the last hour already, and still, no attention comes from all your whining.

you finally look over to his hand and think about all the times they've done wonders for you. his hands are very scarred and they're always so warm to the touch. sometimes when you play with his fingers he'll pull away in fear you'll think his hands are ugly but for you it's quite the opposite.

you're daydreaming at this point, staring at his hands and you don't even realize that vincent has been staring at you for the past few minutes. he raises from his desk chair and takes a long stride over to you while you sit and he looks down at you. cockily, he'll put his fingers on your lips, tracing them while his hand rubs and caresses your throat. he loves it when you mewl and melt in his arms when he does things like this. he'll tap on your lips twice with his index finger and out of instinct you stick your tongue out as vincent hikes up his mask just for his mouth to show and spits on your tongue.

when it comes to you, he's obsessed with your chest. he loves to rest his face on your chest when he's feeling down or frustrated. sometimes he'll even take a warm hand and roll your nipple between his fingers all while he lays on the other one. he doesn't really do that often but when he does... ENJOY IT.

usually, when laying and sleeping together vincent will have a hand on your breast, kinda like a stress ball, he'll lightly squeeze it every now and then just to see you shiver and because it comforts him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

vincent goes feral for the idea of breeding you. he leaves hickeys all over your neck when he does so. semi-quiet whimpers come from him when his cock finally releases its load in you.

if you're not really fond of vincent cumming in you, he loves doing it in your mouth, he loves to look into your pretty eyes as he's whimpering for his sweet release.

if you order him to, vincent will lap at your folds and lick up yours and his cum. poor baby will keep going and accidentally overstimulate you with his thick tongue on your aching heat.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

vincent loves drawing your figure in ways that he isn't too keen on showing you. he has a separate sketchbook filled with Polaroids of you sleeping, eating, showering, you sucking his cock, and your backside while he's plowing into you. he has so many Polaroids of you so the list literally goes on 😭 but overall vince loves to draw you in scandalously clad outfits and he loves to jerk off to it while whimpering your name. you're his muse, he wants to draw his muse 24/7.

if you're not into it, ignore this! but vincent would love it if you carved your name on his skin. he doesn't mind being cut up but he for sure wouldn't want to tell you. it's just one of those things you have to find out. after a night of being scratched a bit with his own blades and having your name carved onto his thigh, he'll wake up in the morning and look in the mirror and blush at the marks. he'd be so cheesy🥺

Bo def has seen little red scratch marks on vincent and thinks nothing of them but gets suspicious when he asks about it and sees' vincent's demeanor change (i love subby vinny yall)

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

oh, you know this poor baby barely has the experience, and you probably have to teach him everything. From a first kiss to how to touch your body. He's never had anyone touch him, so sometimes you can make this man's heart melt and mind malfunction with just a small hand on his thigh.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

vincent loves everything where you're on top, to be honest. He loves watching your chest bounce while you're riding him. So I guess you could say that his fave position is cowgirl. He'll whimper and cry while you continue to ride him out after he came inside you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he's not goofy in the sense that he's making jokes, he's more wholesome and might do something that makes you giggle like caress your skin ever so softly earning a giggle from you. he likes to take things more seriously and light-hearted just so that you feel comfy enough to say stop, etc.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he def started shaving when you started going down on him. he was a bit unruly and long but once you started giving him head he trimmed them down so that they wouldn't be in the way while you deep throat.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he's soooooo loving and such a sweetheart i love him so much can you tell he leaves kisses all over your body. he has literal heart eyes for you when you stroke his cock, he can't help but look at you so lovingly when you please him. he's so romantic that he lights candles to set the mood in his workshop.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he never really was a fan of jerking off. Bo has tried talking him into it before you came along. always teasing him that he should be jerking off as a man's right and the he'll feel so relaxed after, but vincent always brushed him off.

before you came along, he would give Bo's suggestion of 'jerking off to relax' a try. poor baby would sit at his desk and snake his cock out and pump slowly, playing with the head every now and then, letting soft pants out against his mask. he would have SO much pre-cum leaking from his pretty pink tip lets be honest this clueless baby would probably need help with jerking off too

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding kink: you saw that coming whether you're domming or subbing this baby loves to give you creampies and likes fucking his cum deeper in you all the time. the thought of you being full of his cum makes him soooo happy. i def think he wants children. because he's a twin himself... you have the possibility of having your own pair of twins. (i won't lie he is scared that they'll end up like him and bo)

Knife play: cut him, sis. jokes aside, he can handle pain very well he behaves soooo well for you when his dagger is in your hand. slice him up a bit and lick his wounds, he'll go feral and get needy pretty quickly. the amount of trust he has in you is almost so adoring. he trusts you with his life. which is why he doesn't mind a few red marks over his body caused by you. if anything it makes him even more happier than it should because he loves the thought of being owned by you. once his mask is off he'll have the cutest face of anticipation when you drag the knife over his supple skin.

BDSM: vincent LOVES tying you up in all different types of ways. something about you fearing what he does to you kinda excites him tbh it's probably the killer in him amirite😩 he loves that you trust him as much as he trusts you.

maaaan this boy goes absolutely feral when he has your hands tied behind your back and you're propped over his knee. he'll fondle and massage your ass and play with your cunt at the same time. since he loves a good power struggle, if you decide you want to be dominant, vincent won't give up that easy and will give you a punishment. and what better way is there to punish you, you may ask... this man will spank you till your ass cheeks are numb all while overstimulating you &lt;3

Wax play: another obvi one but he loves lighting candles in your favorite colors and letting the wax fall on your skin. he would never intentionally hurt you, and he's an expert at knowing when the wax is too hot for the skin and when it's just right. he loves drawing things on you with the wax. maybe signing his name and stuff like that or things like "angel" or "mine". he loves watching your body react to the warm wax over your skin.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

he loves the comfort of his basement, if im honest. this baby's BIGGEST fear is his brothers walking in on you riding him or you cutting him while he's tied up.

i do think he would fuck you in Bo's truck but thats an idea for a different story wink wink

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

simple touches can easily get him going. you could easily just be walking through the house in the kitchen and accidentally rub your bum against his crotch to get past him and he's already drooling over you and getting flustered by the fact that his cock is already hardening virgin activities hehe

he loves seeing you drenched in blood, it gets him excited and ready to submit to you.

There was one day you were helping Bo out in his shop. of course, there was some frat boy there asking for a car part and giving Bo a hard time. Once Bo sees you, his face lights up and he pulls you to the side and whispers, "This boy has been the worst one I've had yet, I need you to distract 'em with your..." his voice trails off as he motions towards your body with his eyes.

You rolled your eyes at him, pushing him slightly as he chuckles. You made your way over to him asking him a few questions about where he was coming from. Of course, he was super into you, I mean look at you, you're gorgeous. While Bo was gone, you began to feel somewhat unsafe. He kept getting closer to you and began to get more hostile because of your constant rejection of being flirted with.

You turn your back away from the immature boy and a few minutes later, you heard gargling noises. Quickly, you turn around and see your adorable bloody boyfriend looking back at you with his head tilted, daggers in hand cutting the frat boy's head off, blood spraying everywhere. Especially, all over you. You were kinda disgusted, some of it went in your mouth and it was all over your outfit and hair.

Vincent couldn't be any more excited than he already was. The way the blood dripped off your body, raised goosebumps on his skin. You looked like a beautiful prey. He wanted a taste of you, right then and there. Now, let's just say you and Vinny put bo's basement into good use &lt;3

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

he would never do knife play on you. sorry to break it to you if that was your thing. the thought of him slicing you is too much. if your pain tolerance sucks too or you cry a lot, he won't even dream of laying that silver blade on you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves it all. But I think he prefers to give since he's such a munch sweetheart. His skill at giving head though, for a first-timer? Pretty damn good. He's a people pleaser, what can I say? He wants more than anything to make you cum and squirt in his mouth. He loves it all. Tongue-fucking you is probably his favorite thing, too.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He'll do whatever you want and more. This baby is a jealous fuck. He'll always be jealous when you're with Bo, not so much Lester, and he'll even be more jealous when you're with tourists that stop by Ambrose.

The thought of you being swooned by random men and his brother is what makes his core ache. You're the only female in the town, so you're used a LOT when it comes to seeing and distracting tourists and just random people that stop by that Lester finds. Although Vincent hates it, he needs you to do it too to continue Trudy's work.

After a long day of being used as bait, you go down to Vincent's basement and expect to hug him and sleep with him but think again... This boy is gonna fuck you so hard and fast, you'll only remember his name. When Vincent is jealous too, he's such a little shit and will all of a sudden, be the most dominant and self-assured person. When he's jealous, you will be sore for the next few days

Overall, he's usually pretty soft and loving but other time you top him so usually you set the pace babes &lt;3

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He doesn't do quickies OFTEN nor does he like them because he wants to take his time with you but... if you can convince him... then best believe he's gonna have you be the dom one. Just imagine pulling him into a small room and you getting ready to suck his needy cock. He'd behave sooooo well. He needs lots of convincing because he gets scared that someone will hear him or hear you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

As mentioned above, this baby gets anxious easily. He'll take a risk WITHIN reason. He loves to experiment on himself rather than you. He'd love to try out a cock ring while he fucks your tight little cunt. You'll definitely bring the moans and whimpers out of him with that one. I think he's also down to let you try pouring wax on him.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

If you're subbing, he can last a good 2-3 rounds, depending on the duration of the rounds. But if you're dominant, this needy baby could possibly do more like 3-4 rounds just cause having you tell him what to do and demanding him to do things gets him going.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Toys are a big yes! I've seen lots of people say he wouldn't be game for it BUT PERSONALLY, I think this man is a slut for using toys on you and himself. Like I said above, this baby would love to use a nice cock ring. He'll be so sensitive, he'll get milked SO easily. He loves using toys on you too. He for SURE loves when you wear pretty butt plugs. He'll pick them out for you. I think he'd absolutely pick a jeweled one or a bunny tail one. He'd love to see you walk around his basement in a short miniskirt with your cute bunny tail sticking out from under it. He'd get so turned on that when the real hunter in him comes out to play when you're completely dressed up as a prey.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Confirmed little shit. I'm so serious. He's oblivious to things that can turn you on. Like when you rub his back and massage his hands from all the work he does, he'll let out some SEXUAL ass moans of relief, and you'll just be sitting there looking at him like "bro..." but if he TRULY wants to tease you. He'll do it. and he's gonna get you good. He'll tease you in front of his brothers. You guys will sit there eating dinner that you prepared for all of them. And then out of nowhere, you feel this little shit rub your leg and part your thighs. If a little gasp escapes your mouth... CONGRATULATIONS, Lester and Bo are looking at you funny. "You okay, y/n?" Lester will say with such genuine concern and Bo will mutter something under his breath about how weird you always are. And they'll never suspect Vincent of being the problem. So I can safely say, he'll use his innocent nature against you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

This baby whimpers, and moans like crazy. They sound so raspy and deep because of how underused his voice is. He doesn't speak much, so hearing him moan and whimper is probably your absolute favorite thing. He signs usually to talk to you, or he'll write on a notebook for you guys to communicate but only in the bedroom does he use his voice a little more often. He'll say things softly like "get up." "moreee." "mommyy pleaseee" and of course he'll say that he loves you too.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

This man probably wouldn't mind you fucking one of his brothers in front of him... just for him to fuck you the right way after them. But he won't tell you that. Something you'll just have to find a drawing of ;) (and his brothers are HELLA down to fuck you in front of Vince, mostly Bo, but I think Lester probs wouldn't mind but would need convincing)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

This boyyyyy, lemme tell youuuuuuu. He's a good 6.5 inches and his dick is SO pretty. He has a really big tip (it stretches you out PRETTY good when you guys start to fuck) and he's cut (unlike Bo lmao) he has a big vein that runs the underside of his cock and he loves when you rub your tongue on it. He's also pretty thick in general. If you tell him that his cock is big this cutie won't even believe you. He always thought it was small or that he wished he was bigger for his confidence. But once you tell him that his cock is probably this biggest youve been with, he'll get sooooooo shy about it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive only works because of you. His sex drive is not high at all. I think he loves drawing you naked in general but after a while of reviewing the drawing and thinking about certain aspects of your body, it will get him going. Now if you tell him you're horny... thats all it takes. This man CANNOT say no to you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He doesn't sleep a lot in general, so he won't be sleeping until aftercare is DONE and that's a promise.

[intimacyequalsdeath]

Bubz's Slasher Fictober Day 8: Vincent Sinclair (Pumpkin Spice)

Welcome my loves to the start of Fictober week 2! We've made it to day 8! Not to sound like a broken record but thanks again for sticking with me for this project <3 This fic will start the on and off smut fics throughout the rest of the month but they will still be labeled as just Fictober fics.

Notes: Minors DNI, porn without plot, NSFW, Smut. Descriptions of reader kept to minimum and no pronouns are used. Possible pet names throughout. Short but sweet.

"Vince?" You asked nearly breathless, The man in question sat at the work table next to the bed you shared with his back to you. His mask next to him on the table but when he heard you he quickly grabbed it and replaced it on his face.

You reached out to stop him before he could put the mask back on entirely.

"Please Vince, Don't cover your face" You begged him, this made him pause and glace out of the corner of his eye at you, still not facing you fully. He pushed out the chair he was sitting on and turned to face you while bringing a hand up to place on your hip.

"I think your handsome without your mask Vince" You told him, putting your hand over his and moving yourself to sit on his lap facing him. His hands shot to your waist to make sure you were stable.

When your lips connected your eyes fluttered shut as Vincent's tongue made it's way into your mouth. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he lifted your ass to have you sitting on his desk.

His nimble hands worked their way down to the button of the front of your shorts, unbuttoning them and moving them down your legs, Your hands wrapped around the bottom of his sweater and motioned for him to take it off. Vincent was quick to oblige and slipped the thick woven fabric over his head and threw it to the bed. Next came his pants, and your shirt and underwear leaving your bottom half bared to him.

"Vince" You were breathless again as he slipped inside of you, Your legs were straight up in the air as he thrusted in and out at a steady pace. You laid all the way back on his desk, hair hanging off the end and he fucked into you.

Vincent leaned down to press kisses along your exposed chest as your eyes went shut with pleasure.

"P-please, Harder" You gasped as he immediately fulfilled your wish.

The thrusts picked up and the room filled with the sounds of his skin slapping against yours as the juices from the two of you combined. You reached a hand down to play with yourself as you got fucked but Vincent stopped you, using one hand to pin your wrists above you and the other to hold your leg in the air to get a better angle.

He thrusted back into you at this new angle and you gasped at the new full feeling of his cock being buried so deep in you, hitting every spot just right to elicit the reaction he was looking for.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you tried to form sentences. You heard a huff of amusement coming from Vincent as he continue to slide in and out, Suddenly Vincent pulled out of you.

You were about to ask what he was doing when his hands flipped you over onto your stomach, he lifted your bottom half up once more and he thrusted his cock back into your velvet walls.

Your hands gripped the edge of his desk, whines and moans the only thing able to fall from your lips as you could feel the pit of your stomach tighten as you came to a climax.

"I-inside Vince please, cum inside" You pleaded almost in tears

Nimble figures reached down to help bring you to the sweet relief of climax, Vincent's cum coated your insides as you made a mess of his desk. Except after you had cum Vincent didn't stop playing with you.

His hands work at your most sensitive parts, slapping yours away when you tried to push him off of you.

"Vince! God, please Vince" You cried out from overstimulation, One more time Vincent your beloved brought you to the sweet climax you begged for before pulling away from you.

Skin slapping against each other was replaced by pants of exhaustion from the both of you. You stayed laid on your stomach on his desk, the feeling of the mess underneath you sticky at your thighs and stomach. You didn't even notice Vincent had left the room until he returned.

The feeling of the soft warm rag on your legs brought you out of your haze. You rolled over onto your back so Vince could reach your legs better. After you were clean he helped you shakily to your feet and over to the bed. He was about to walk away when you grabbed his hand.

"Lay with me Vinnie, Please" You begged once more knowing Vincent found you impossible to say no too. He nodded and climbed in next to you wrapping his arms around you, you nuzzled down into his chest. No sooner had you settled then you were being lulled to sleep by the solid rhythm of his heart beat.

[sadhornyygirl]

Kinktober

Day 7: fingering (vicent sinclair)

“Please,” you whimpered as you felt his finger play with your sensitive clit for the fifth time.  He had been overstimulating you for the last two hours, meaning you were on edge now.  His hands were tied to the headboard, and Vincent was kneeling between your legs, not allowing you to close them.  “Just a few more, be a good girl and cum for me again,” he asked softly, looking at you.  You agreed, and he continued.

 “Fuck..Vicent”, he said, applying more pressure to your clit, making you involuntarily arch your back and bite your bottom lip.  “Let me hear those beautiful moans of yours.” You tugged at the restraints, wanting some freedom, and your mouth opened, letting out moans along with soft moans.  He inserts two fingers, sliding them in and out easily, making him smirk at how wet his girl is for him.

 You began to squirm from the pleasure and pain you were feeling, but calmed down when a slap hit your thigh, making you hiss.  “Be still, little one,” was all he said, but it was enough for you to stop.  You tried your best to stay still, but when your orgasm was approaching, it was impossible.

 You pulled even harder, pulled your head back, and shook your hips.  You could barely process what was happening, it was becoming too much for you.  “My girl, just like that,” he encouraged you. You let out a loud moan and came hard, making your legs shake.  But even after that intense orgasm, he continued touching you, not giving you time to calm down.

 You tried your best to move away from him, whimpering and whimpering at the feeling, but he placed his free hand on your abdomen, pushing you down and not allowing you to move. "I'm not done yet, baby," he said once again, starting to overstimulate it.

@slasher-luver

[mundoperla]

Vincent Sinclair with a shy S/O

One day a bunch of teenage boys come and there openly flirting with her, while she did the job for Bo since there was no females to flirt with.

She came back to Vincent aggressively painting nude paintings of her in explicit positions something he’d never do because he was too shy. Catching her watching him, he finally did what he wanted to do out of anger

Sorry if it’s too much you don’t have to do nsfw if you don’t want too <3

HEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEGI

𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.🔞

Vincent Sinclair x shy Fem!Reader

•

— Despite your reserved shy nature, you’ve got someone who’s the exact same eating that act up behind the scenes.

⚠️‼️tws;; creepy ass dudes saying creepy ass things, brief mentions of violence, vinny boy having indecent thoughts abt you, p in v SEX👺, fingering kind of??, overstimulation, basement sex too ig u could call it

i want him so bad

Lester hand already let you and his brothers know another group was being directed to Ambrose so guests were expected at some point in the day. Bo had asked you to stay at the station while he went back to the house to retrieve a few things, you understood what to do and what to say, how to be even just the smallest bit comforting despite being aware of what was to come to the unfortunate few who were to step foot into the town.

The loud honking of a car horn had startled you from the mindless scrolling you were doing on your phone, looking up through the glass doors to see a group of boys roughly around college age in the vehicle. Two of them had gotten out and walked into the shop, the usual ask of a fan belt was brought up and you got to your fake search for one.

“ Are all the girls around here as fine as you are? “ one of them whistled at you, you could feel your stomach drop in disgust but you merely laughed it off and continued to stay on the subject of the fan belt they needed. Reluctantly trying to swerve into a different conversation just so that the comment could be forgotten.

“ Hey come on now, he asked you a question and you’re not gonna answer ? How ‘bout once we finish up fixin’ our car you come out with us ? ” The second one stood straight behind you, his eyes were glued to you which made your anxiety worse.

“ I don’t think so. There isn’t a fan belt here it looks like.. try the house further up the road, not that far of a walk from down here. Bo should have spares up there. ” at this point you just said fuck it to trying to remain calm, you were screaming on the inside looking for every excuse in the book to get these fuckers to piss off.

Despite your efforts, they kept insisting that you leave the town with them to go who knows where. The last three guys in the vehicle outside poking their heads out to gawk at you like the pair inside. You were exhausted, tired, and you wanted more than anything for them to leave.

But most importantly, you wanted to see Vincent.

You weren’t too sure where he was or what he was doing, you naturally felt too afraid to bother him whilst he could be working. But god damn did you need to see him right now.

Luckily for your sake, Bo had came back. He could tell by your body language that you were uncomfortable, giving you a look of what could almost be described as worried.

“ You can head out, Vincent’s probably in his lil’ cave. I’ll take it from here.”

• • •

Vincent’s hands trembled as he hastily sketched onto the sketchbook he had flat on his desk. He felt sick at the thought of any of those men eyeing you down.

He wasn’t upset at you for anything that had transpired, he was upset that your timidness was turning him in at the most inconvenient time.

Bo had buzzed in to let Vincent know what had happened, to which Vincent was furious for but he also wanted to be there for you while it happened.

But of course, his mind wandered.

Would you cower if he made a bold comment towards you? Would you stutter on your words if he called you gorgeous? Would you do all of these while he made you writhe on his-

This was dirty.

Your shyness was always adorable to him, one of his favorite things about you to be exact. He couldn’t bring himself to tell you any of these raunchy thoughts so instead he uses his own abilities to get as close as possible to seeing you in your most vulnerable.

His head could only be filled with mental images of you in positions he couldn’t even name. His hands merely transfering it onto the paper in front of him, ripping each page of his sketchbook out onto the floor to later shove in a folder somewhere where nobody could ever see but him.

For fucks sake, now was an inappropriate time to be aroused. Yet his own desires persisted leaving him more frustrated than before. HE deserves you, HE’S the only one who should make you flustered and leave you stuttering. You understand this too dont you?

Would you still be shy if he had you stripped entirely for him on his bed? when he had you bent over his lap as he curled his fingers inside of you? Jesus the mess you’d make on him would drive him bat shit crazy. He’d completely shatter you in fromt of all of those men to show who you belonged to. He can’t stop this, god he needs you so terribly bad it hurts. Won’t you-

“ Vincent? ”

His head snapped to his left where you were standing. He didn’t hear you come down.

You picked up some of the sketches from the floor and stared at them, the same familiar blush creeping up on your cheeks the more you looked as well as scanning the page he was almost completed with. Vincent was relatively open with you about many things, but never with sexual topics out of fear you’d be disgusted.

All he could do was look at you, unsure of how to react by being caught drawing his own set of ‘material’ of just you. You’re equally as flustered as he is, however you’d be lying if you said you weren’t as turned on as he was.

You open your mouth to speak again but you’re immediately cut off as Vincent slams his sketchbook onto the floor and tosses you up on his table, hurrily moving his mask up to reveal only his lips to clash into your own. His calloused fingers are roaming your legs and all along your torso, everything is moving so fast you’re completely left with no room to cower. His mouth moves down from your jawline to your neck, further down as he begins to practically rip apart the shirt you were wearing, coincidentally it being one of his own.

“ Hey- H-hey Vincent! ”

Your words go through one of his ears and out the other one, he needs you now and he’s tired of waiting. He’s still pissed off from earlier, he needs to mark you, leave your brain scrambled so you can only think of him, let you and everyone else know who exactly it is you belong to. His long black hair drapes over his masked face, pooling through your fingers as you grab a handful of it whilst he continues to rip apart your clothing, leaving you completely bare on his table.

He’s struggling with his jeans to get them off him all whilst trying to scoot you closer to the edge. Once he’s fully put of his own garments he wastes no time inserting himself into you.

Vincent wont wait for you to adjust to his size, he’s rutting into you like a man possessed. His hands are squeezing your hips tightly, leaving deep purple bruises in their place. The mask still left his lips uncovered, enough for him to bite and kiss at your chest and shoulders.

It felt like the tip was battering the inside of your cervix, with every thrust it felt as if he was fucking all the air out of your lungs. There was only so much you could do in this position — let out one pathetic whine after the other as your boyfriend completely obliterated you.

Where can he cum first? your face? your stomach? your back? in your mouth? keep squeezing him the way you’re doing now and he’ll fill up your cunt with his load until he’s completely run dry.

Vincent purposely edges himself, he won’t let himself have his own release until he feels like you’ve had enough of your own.

You’ve came for him more times than you can count, your pussy feels so sensitive the more he rips another orgasm out of you. You’re well aware he’s enjoying the sight of his pelvis and his thighs covered in your juices.

All the pretty sounds you let out are his notion to keep going, flipping you on your stomach to have you bent over for him, one hand still firm on your hip whilst the other lands occasional slaps onto your ass. You’re gonna stay down here until he’s done.

Or at least until another buzz of the radio comes in.

“ Three on their way to you, last two’re at the house with me now. Be ready. ”

You can feel Vincent squeeze you ince more before pulling himself out of you begrudgingly. The sudden feeling of emptiness causing you to whine.

He wasn’t done yet. He had more to do with you.

Your hands manage to reach out to grab the sleeve of his jacket, pulling him in for another kiss. Despite his previous behavior this is what flustered him the most.

Putting your semi-torn clothing back onto you, he carries you over to the mattress he had settled in the corner of his workspace. He began to walk to tbe stairs to handle the guests that would be arriving soon, just before leaving he hears the ting of your voice;

“ When you get back let’s continue where we left off! ”

•••

[die-die-mydarling-xx]

Run Rabbit

Pairing: Vincent Sinclair x GN!Reader

NSFW

Themes: Predator/prey, some fear play, some dom/sub

I probably should have let this sit a bit longer so I could proof-read/edit, but I was too excited to post it! Feel free to comment any advice/mistakes and I will probably edit at a later date.

Your heart raced as you ran through the rooms of the house of wax, dodging the wax figures and various other decorations as you went. You could hear the heavy footfalls of your pursuer, but they seemed to be getting fainter behind you. Out of breath, you ducked behind the old piano in the next room you turned into, feeling safe enough to rest for a few moments as the footsteps that followed you were barely audible. You tried to catch your breath as you crouched in the shadows. Despite being mostly hidden, it was hard to will yourself to stay there; the adrenaline flooding your veins made you want to continue running. You realized suddenly that you could no longer hear the movements of your pursuer. Holding your breath, you carefully listened for any indication of his whereabouts. The sudden, sharp rap of a boot on the wooden floor almost made you cry out. The sound had come from just beyond the doorway to the adjacent room. You wasted no time in scrambling to your feet and out from behind the piano, and just in time because as you did so the figure of a tall man emerged from the doorway. Your heart leapt into your throat as he lunged for you, just barely missing you. You could feel the tips of his fingers brushing against the fabric of your shirt. 

You continued running, and the steady sound of heavy footsteps resumed behind you. There was something about the way he chased you, never quite running, but keeping a swift, certain pace. Like he knew he wouldn’t have to work too hard to catch you. The thought sent something of a jolt through you, equal parts fear and excitement. You knew you wouldn’t be able to run for much longer, but you felt a little thrill at the thought of the chase finally ending. 

Seeing the door to the basement ahead of you, you made a beeline for it. It opened easily, and the hot air from the workshop below washed over you. You quickly stepped onto the stairs and closed the door behind you. It wouldn’t slow him down much, but you were still committed to prolonging the pursuit even that little bit. Even as you reached the bottom of the stairs, you could hear those confident footfalls starting down after you. Running through the basement, the heat from the fires caused sweat to run down your back, and you could feel yourself beginning to slow. Faster than you expected, you reached a dead end. You quickly turned to run back the way you’d come. He was already there, swiftly moving in to corner you. You tried to duck under his outstretched arms, but this time he was expecting the move and grabbed hold of you. You barely had time to cry out before you were held firmly to his chest, one hand moving to cover your mouth. 

You squirmed in his grasp, a futile attempt to free yourself from the tight hold he had on you. Your heart pounded in your chest as he tightened his grip on you slightly. A shiver went down your spine as you felt his hot breath on your ear, and you grasped his wrist as you again tried to twist your way out of his arms. With a low grunt, he twisted you around and slammed you down onto a nearby work table. The surprise of the impact gave him a moment to pull two wicked-looking daggers from a pocket, holding them up for a second so they flashed in the dancing firelight. Your stomach dropped at the sight of the sharp blades, although you knew he wouldn’t hurt you with them. You felt your heart skip a beat as he slammed them into the table on either side of you. It took you a moment to realize you were unscathed, as you heard the material of your shirt rip as the blades pierced it. Instinctively, you reached down to insure that you were unhurt. A large hand stopped you, quickly pushing your hands over your head and holding them there by your wrists. A soft gasp left you at the move. 

Vincent was usually so gentle during your intimate moments, often checking in with you and letting you take the lead on many things. You loved that side of him, seeing how he looked at you so tenderly, and how he touched you like he was worried you’d break under his hands. But there was a few times you’d seen him going after victims, and it put some thoughts in your head . . . Seeing how he was so unrestrained, and how easily he could throw most of them around. When you first brought the idea up to him, he’d been a little hesitant. He didn’t want to treat you like he would one of his victims, and he was worried about being too rough with you. But after you’d spent some time easing him into it, you could tell he began to really get into it as well. 

It was almost a complete shift in his personality, the way he would manhandle you during these moments. The ease with which he held you down only served to amplify the desire you felt burning in your stomach. With his free hand, he made quick work of your pants, throwing them to the floor. He took a few moments to take in your appearance, flushed from both exertion and excitement, and now partially nude on the table before him. He tilted his head as he regarded you, and you squirmed slightly under the scrutiny of his gaze. 

Unzipping his own pants, he pulled out his sizable cock, already hard and dripping pre-cum from the tip. It was clear the chase had excited him as much as it had you. A surprised yelp left you as Vincent grabbed your thighs and pulled you down the table towards him, lining his cock up with your entrance. Usually he would take the time to prepare you, and make sure you were ready to take him, but it was clear he wasn’t going to do that this time around. You let out a moan as he roughly pushed himself into you, feeling yourself stretch around his girth. It burned a little, but the mild pain only added to the pleasure you felt as he entered you. He wasted no time in thrusting into you, setting a fast pace that had his hips snapping against you. As you felt each stroke hit deep inside you, he reached up to hold your hands above your head again. 

You loved the feeling of him holding you down or against him as he fucked you. The feeling of being so helpless underneath him made your knees go weak, and you could tell over time that he’d grown to love showing off his strength with you. You let out a choked moan as he hit a spot inside you that made you see stars, and he made a noise like a growl as he roughly fucked into you. You arched your back up into him as he hit that spot consistently, unable to hold back on whimpers and groans of pleasure. The way he just held you there, thrusting into you so roughly . . . like you were just a toy he was using for his own pleasure. You must have clenched around him at the thought, because a second later he groaned into your neck. You could feel his thrusts becoming sloppy, but he kept up the same hard pace as you felt his cock twitch inside you. Suddenly, he buried himself to the hilt inside you. You could feel the warm spurt inside you as he came, and the feeling sent you over the edge with a cry. He thrust into you a few more times, but they were gentler, almost lazy as he spilled the rest of his cum inside you. 

A few seconds later, he released your wrists. You could feel the ache where he’d been holding them, and you knew you’d most likely have bruises later. He moved his hands to gently cup your face, looking into your eyes with a slight worry. You smiled at him to let him know he hadn’t hurt you too badly, still feeling blissed out in the aftermath of your climax. You pulled him in for a kiss, and you could feel his relieved smile against your lips. 

“Let’s go get cleaned up . . . and I reckon I’m gonna need a new shirt.”

[astr0exe]

Ugh just saw a post about Vincent Sinclair 🤭🤭

(TW: Kidnapping, Groping)

Like that man is a murderer who yes likes art and stuff but he is a large man, He will fuck you into oblivion. He has probably kidnapped people to be his ‘muse’ but ends up just groping them and thigh fucking them. Unless you are his like partner IN CRIME and in romance i dont think he would be that nice, Hes some fucking basement rat who murders ppl, be real

BUT if we r being delusional, bet he whimpers:(

[kingfisheress]

Imagine…

• You being injured by one of the Sinclair’s recent victims, the man plunging a stolen knife into your stomach, as you tried to knock him out

•Vincent finding you, with your hands already bloody from trying to put pressure on the bleeding cut in your stomach, heavily breathing

•Vincent picking you up in bridal style, after telling Bo and Lester to take care of the bastard who did is to you

•Him carrying you to the house, panicking at the thought of loosing you, since you had already passed out in his trembling arms

•Having reached the medical room of his father, Vincent carefully places you on the lounger, immediately getting to work

•Vincent has done it before, on his brothers and even on himself, but this is you… he‘s is terrified you‘ll die and he can‘t do anything about it

•Him doing a very good job stopping the bleeding and patching you up, and although you‘re still unconscious

•Vincent carrying you up to your room (which was his a while ago) and laying you in your bed, he can hear his brothers calling for him downstairs, but he can simply not move

• Him crouching down by your side, taking your smaller hand in his big ones, while Bo peeks through the door, asking how you are doing

•Vincent slowly nodding and now he‘s realising how tired he really is, lying his head on your pillow, with his lower half sitting on the floor and never letting go of your hand

•You waking up with a painful pulsing in your stomach, but there is a strange calmness in you

•You looking over to see a head of dark long hair laying on the pillow next to you, lifting your other hand, that’s not gripped by Vincent, to gently stroke over his head

•Vincent slowly opening his eye and realising you are awake, which results in him fisting the sheets and starting to cry

•You saying :“Hey, hey , Vincent I’m alright!”, at which he looks up, one eye red and teary behind the mask

•You taking his head in between you hands, thumbs stroking the waxy cheek of his mask, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his forehead

•Hearing three words through the heavy breathing of him

•I love you

Hi guys, this is my first ever story on Tumblr, let me know if I should make more of this

Love you ❤️

Edit: Please excuse the spelling and grammar mistakes, English is not my native language 😅

[callie-the-creator]

the sinclair brothers’ reactions to you getting nipple piercings

mild nsfw. mdni. warnings: suggestive content, nipple piercings, etc.

author’s note: i tried to write the reader as gender-neutral as possible.

bo sinclair

• once you lifted your shirt up, bo’s jaw dropped to the floor as his eyes widened. he was still in his work getup — did you do this when he was gone? he had so many questions…but, it didn’t take bo long to shake his initial shock and replace it with his smirk

• he thinks your new piercings are hot as fuck and even made you all the more attractive. hell, he didn’t even think such a thing was possible!

• bo immediately tossed all his stuff to the closest chair and walked over to you where he moved his calloused hands up from your hips to right under your chest

• even though he likes to admit to it, bo can be quite the charmer at times. so, after he did this, bo started to shower you in compliments and as he did, lowered himself onto his knees as his hands rested on your as, like you were some deity

• all of this was a pleasant surprise, just what he needed actually, and bo cannot wait to see more of your piercings, especially in the bedroom

vincent sinclair

• he first thought you accidentally got hurt, so he came rushing to your side to help you out, only to have you you explain to him what they were

• he was, at first, confused. sure, vincent has seen a few piercings in his time because of the wax statues he makes…but…he’s never seen any that were on someone’s nipples

• when asked if he understood, vincent simply nodded his head as he moved closer to inspected your new piercings until his chest was almost touching yours

• he outstretched his hands, but didn’t touch you right away. instead, vincent glanced between your nipples, to your eyes, back down to your piercings, asking for permission. with a laugh, you gave him exactly that

• vincent made sure to be especially gentle with you as he caressed the sides of your chest, his rough and large hands slowly creeping closer to your nipples before stopping when he got close to the piercing. he didn’t want to touch them since there was a chance you were sore, so vincent merely moved his hands around the area, all the while he admired your new jewelry

• he likes them, it’s just going to take some time getting used to them is all…

lester sinclair

• “now, why’d you have to go ‘n do that?” was lester’s question when you told him you had gotten nipple piercings as he drove down the road to the house

• he didn’t want to believe you because of how unlike you it sounded. this must’ve been your way of trying to pull a prank on him…

• he kept denying that you got piercings there until you had enough of the bickering and lifted up your shirt, prompting lester to do a double-take at the sight of your new jewelry

• his breath was taken away and he was left speechless. he cleared his throat as he turned his attention back on the road whilst you pulled down your shirt to cover yourself up

• the drive to the house was mostly quiet

- that is, until lester parked his truck

• just as when you were going to hop out of the truck, lester stopped you by calling out your name, so you hesitated and looked back at him quizzically, but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t somewhat upset with him

• “can i, uh…see ‘em again?”

[dolliestfairy]

Dolliest 🎀

Vincent Sinclair, Jason Voorhees, Asa emory, & Patrick bateman with Chubby!fem!reader who dressed like a Doll! ʚ ₊˚ ᥀✿

Author Note ✿ : hello lovlies, sorry i have been on a break for like 3/4 days because i just like um.. really need some break and also i had a lot activities going on, but i still try to write something for you all, so please sit down and enjoy :). if you like my writings please give me reblogs and feedbacks. tysm! also we almost got 140 followers atp, Tysm for your support lovlies!!

Trigger Warning ✿ : insecurities, fluff, some murder stuff idk, blood & insect mentioned, and some comfort also :), and maybe some misspelled word. overall enjoy! Reader skin color is NOT announced.

Dividers from @v6que ꒰ঌ ໒꒱. Gifs are not mine.

✿ Vincent sinclair

- you're an Art, thats what Vincent think the first time he saw you.

- and oh my god... he freaking loves it watching you dressing yourself!!

- believe me, he would never let anyone take down your confidence, if the one who take down your confidence is his brother (take example : Bo Sinclair) he wouldnt be scared to defend you like it his life-priority.

- but if the one who takes down your confidence is his next victim?? they are dead. even if the victim was important bla bla bla, he doesnt give a fck. how dare they talk down to his beloved partner?? such a unforgivable act.

- Love, i mean﹍LOOVEE drawing you. you're gonna see THOUSANDS paper with a drawing that look Exactly like you, EVERYWHERE. he even had his own fav drawing that he's dedicated to you.

- he, drawing you, and protecting you from anyone who mocks you including his brother, is a way of how he show himself that he is truly in love with you.

- if you're feeling insecure? better be ready to be suffocate from his affection.

✿ Jason Voorhees

- Man is silently drooling behind his mask.

- kinda like a Mommy kink....

- love the way you dress yourself with those soft pink dress and accesories, those glam nails and hairs and those soft makeup... perfect.

- but theres a time where he felt himself is not appropriate for you.

- we know this man is a insecure boy, but if you manage to cheer him up with your own way, istg your life is going to be put into this big mans life-priority.

- like.. he'll do everything to keep you happy.

- sometimes he even steal accessories or clothes or even make up that he found from his victim, where he collect them all and give them all for you.

- you might feeling kinda nasty seeing those gift is still covered in blood and with like a rotting-corpse smell... but if you accept it brightly he's gonna die on that place & in that moment.

- really love you. if you're insecure, he's going to slit somebodys throat for making you that way, but if you're feeling insecure because your own self? well then, he's going to go to hunt some victim, to get some MORE AND MORE stuff that you may like, well i mean.. thats just how he shows his love for you. his chubby doll 🎀

✿ Asa emory

- didnt know how to feel....

- but he does somehow, loves the opposite vibes you both gave. like he's the bad murderer boy who likes insect and some nasty nasty stuff, life in a nasty place and then theres you! who brighten up the nasty place he live in, always dress like a doll, pink pink, Vanilla perfume n stuff..

- just perfect and balance combination.

- when his victim saw who he is and when they saw YOU who is behind him they're gonna find themself asking "y-you.. you-you didnt get k-killed?..." and only to get the answer of him "she's my Princess."

- BUT... thats on a rare occassion. sometimes he just called you "my partner" or something. but if he's feeling in a good & cocky mood then he's going to call you his princess.

- and just like jason, he likes to give you a beautiful beautiful stuff who is always & almost covered in blood.

- if he's sees you wearing the stuff he gave you he can feel his cold heart melting.

- jk.. he doesnt feel his cold heart melting, because you already melt him in the first place. he just can feel his cold & thick heart is being burned by your affection.

- and when i'm telling you this.. he's enjoying, every, single, one of it.

✿ Patrick bateman

- oh my god..

- he's a real cocky man. but let me tell you something..

- HE SPOILS YOU SOO MUCH LIKE OH MY GOD.

- like i'm not even joking. he spoils you... really really spoils you to the bone, to your soul like you feel like you're suffocating.

- because he's still a patrick bateman, he loves to suffocate everyone, you're no expectation. the only differences is that he suffocate other people with death.

- but with you?... oh he's going to suffocate you with.. LOVE, LOVE & LOVE!

- in which he doesnt even believe any of that.

- but he does, believe it with you.

- patrick is a aware man. he knew himself real well, so when he found himself on a one knee for you, he found himself surprised and well um.. unbelieveably.

- never in his wildest life he would ended up with someone like you.

- at first he tried to denied, but as times goes by, he cant help, but felt his cold and tough soul was slowly melting over your words and touch.

- you're so.. so.. precious. soft, and round.. need to be protected and loved.

- it has been Too long for patrick bateman since he have been feeling this type of.. feelings.

- but you manage to somehow make him feel it again! and he wont waste it!

- the way he suffocate you, choking you with his affection and love is just how he shows himself how madly he is in love with you..! please dont waste it darling, please dont..

- let your soft appereance burn his cold soul as he would burn this world for you.

[a-writer-on-elm-street]

Your First Time With Them

pairings: vincent x reader, bo x reader

warnings: smut, handjob, unprotected sex, A LOT of fluff on vincent's part (in my opinion)

a/n: bo is REALLY growing on me. and also, vincent's part isn't so much their first time, more like first time being intimate because i thought it was just too tender to take any further lol. but i hope you like it <3

Vincent Sinclair

When you first started spending time with Vincent, he wouldn't let you so much as hold his hand. He'd spent so many years with only his brothers and his dog to keep him company that he'd forgotten what it was like to feel the touch of another person, a living one anyway. It was months before he finally allowed you to be closer to him, only ever flinching if you gave him no warning before touching him.

But when he finally does become comfortable enough to be intimate with you, it's when you're lying in bed together one morning. You'd been in this arrangement for a couple of months now, since Vincent had finally started to be okay with you seeing his face behind the mask. You were still asleep when he woke up, so he rolled over, gently tracing his fingers along your arm.

You groan, slowly peeling your eyes open before turning to face him, noticing the crooked smile on his face when you do. You're still getting used to seeing him so comfortable, so happy.

"Mm...you're beautiful when you smile." You mumble, bringing a hand up to brush the stray hairs away from his face.

He simply stares at you for a moment, before leaning forward and gently pressing his lips to yours. It's quick and it's over within seconds, but it surprises you nonetheless, because this is the first time he's kissed you like this. This is the first time he's kissed you.

You're unable to wipe the grin off your face then as you shuffle closer to him in the bed. And that's when you feel it, his hard length pressing against your stomach. You smile, looking down between you before looking back up at him, his mouth still twisted into a tiny grin.

"Is it okay if I...?" You ask, looking back down between your bodies, your hand already ghosting over his erection.

He gives you a small nod before your hand finally lands on his clothed cock, and he lets out a quiet gasp as you palm him through his boxers. You shuffle even closer to him under the covers, carefully slipping your hand inside his underwear, and you press a light kiss to his lips, the motion feeling foreign to both of you.

Vincent swears this is the best thing he's ever felt, your hand moving up and down his aching cock, whilst you both lay practically pressed together, his forehead resting against yours as his eye flutters shut.

And he doesn't feel like signing it, so he mouths 'I love you' against your mouth, hoping you understand.

"I love you too." You mumble against his lips.

Bo Sinclair

When you first arrived in Ambrose, Bo knew there was no way he was gonna let his brother have you, he wanted you all for himself. And he was surprised when you decided to stay without him having to use force. Bo's spent most of his life alone, never really getting close to anyone. The only person in his life who's ever stuck around is his brother Vincent, so he clings to you like a bad smell, terrified that you'll leave, although he doesn't tell you that.

It doesn't take long for you both to get intimate with each other. Bo's very sure of himself, so there's definitely no insecurity on his part. He comes home one day, still riled up from chasing some new victims through the town, and it doesn't take him long to start suggesting ways you might be able to make his day better.

He's slouched on the couch beside you, his hair practically dripping with sweat as he grins at you, his hand reaching over and landing on your thigh. "Come on darlin', you know it'll be worth your while."

It doesn't take much convincing before he has you straddling his lap, his hands roughly gripping your waist as he leans closer to you, his hot breath fanning over your lips. You can already feel his erection pressing into your clothed cunt, and it's driving you crazy.

"Fuck, you're an asshole." You sigh, your hands desperately gripping his shoulders as you begin to grind your hips over him.

"You're still here though, aren't ya?" He smirks, dipping his head down to drag his lips along your jawline.

"Jesus Christ, Bo." You groan, reaching down to unbuckle his belt, your fingers desperately working to get his trousers open.

He's still smirking at you as he helps you out of your jeans, dropping them to the floor along with your panties. And he wastes no time in pulling his aching cock out, guiding himself towards your entrance before sinking inside.

He leans closer to you, groaning as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, his hands desperately gripping your waist as you begin to move your hips over him, his cock effortlessly sliding in and out of you.

"You feel fuckin' amazing." You moan. "But for the record, you're still an asshole."

He simply chuckles as he thrusts up into you. "Noted."

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Sinclair brothers |

I’m having some Sinclair brother brain rot

You are dating one of the brothers when you find him tied to a chair or something and being surrounded by the others, he becomes the cuck and gets forced to watch his brothers use you for their pleasure, though your noise level and cock drunk face say you’re enjoying it the most

Like Bo in the chair while Lester and Vincent go at you ; how pissed off that man is going to get watching everything though I’m sure he’d be the least appreciative being strapped down for obvious reasons so maybe another method of restraint for him

Or Lester in the chair while you get tag teamed by the twins - they’ll show you how well they can work together when they put their minds to it

Or Vincent: just don’t touch his mask when he has no way to stop you, Bo being a little bitch showing Vincent how to treat a hole because right now that’s all you are and Lester being the praiser in this equation while jamming his shaft down your throat

Late nights are either incredible for my writing or terrible I don’t know yet

If someone wants to use any of these please tag me so I can read the absolute filth please