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Bo Sinclair x reader
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This is probably shitty ngl not proofread or nuffin but it’s all i got this writers block is out of control.
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Your eyes glance over the familiar scenery, nothing has changed on the outside, but you’re sure their wax collection has grown.
The whole drive to Ambrose you were worried they may have left, more specifically he had left, but one look around told you the three of them were still here — the fresh tire tracks leading to Bo’s old truck giving it away.
It’s an odd feeling you notice, standing so uncomfortably in the place you once called home so confidently.
His voice comes out of nowhere, direct and full of shock. “What are you doin’ here?” he asks, standing a foot behind you with a look of desiderium — not that you notice when you turn to face him. “You swore you’d never come back.” he reminds, sounding more stern.
You feel foolish in your response as regret begins to pool in your chest. “Came to see old friends.”
It sounds silly now that you’ve said it out loud and you can’t help but to step back in response to Bo’s rapid strides. “You didn’t bring the police on over with ya? If you did I swear“ he threatens, finger pointed in your face as his eyes bore into your own. “Tell me right now woman!”
You stumble over your words, this isn’t the Bo you know; or should say knew, reminding yourself you don’t know him anymore. “I didn’t — I swear I’d never do something like that.” you respond, hands shaking. But you can see he is still on edge, seemingly no trust in you or your words.
Bo steps back with a grunt, his voice much rougher when he speaks. “Guess time will tell.” but the look of pure hate doesn’t leave his eyes and it makes you uncomfortable; all of this anger was once love and the man standing before you is a stranger you knew so well.
“Would it be better if I left?” you ask, wondering why you showed up at all. “I didn’t think this through.”
He sighs, running his hands through his hair. “You never really do,” he responds, voice calmer as he watches your face heat up. “I’m sure Lester and Vincent would love to see you.” he adds, gesturing to you to follow him towards the house.
The house has remained a picture perfect copy of the last time you saw it which you found cute but unsurprising. None of the boys liked change. “They wouldn’t admit it to me, but I know they’ve missed you.” and in a way it feels as though he is admitting he missed you too and he curses himself for being so open with you. “It’s been quiet.”
You smile, moving from the entry towards the worn couch. “Not much has changed” you note, eyes landing on a polaroid picture sitting on the coffee table. The four of you were standing in it smiling, your arms around Bo’s waist. “I shouldn’t have come” you mutter apologetically, eyes tearing away from the photo and to the man in front of you.
But he’s glad to see you and he knows the others would be as well; he’d never admit that though. “You’re right,” he agrees, words betraying thoughts. “But you can leave tomorrow, you can’t drive in the dark.”
Bo remembers the two times he ever let you drive at night and neither ended well — one truck later he swore to never let you drive in the dark again.
You’re hesitant to accept his offer, nervous for what it would mean. “I’ll be fine, I’ve gotten better y’know.” It’s a lie and he doesn’t need to know that, but somehow he sees right through you and snorts at the slim possibility.
“Like I said,” he begins, eyes locking on to your own, “You can leave tomorrow.” and you nod.
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cherryskyies · 5 months
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cherryskyies · 5 months
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I’ve literally been binge reading your work and it actually so good like damn your so awesome keep it up❤️❤️❤️
thank you so much ❤️❤️ ive been dying to have the motivation to write again and this helps <3
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cherryskyies · 6 months
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me bc i want to write but idk what to write and when i try to write it makes no sense and seems like a 4yo wrote it
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cherryskyies · 8 months
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hello! could I request some Thomas Hewitt × fem!reader headcanons, on how he'd manage living with a s/o who's really sensitive to the heat? as in she's had a hard time living with him since she can't wear too much clothing (cause it's hot), nor too little (cause of his family), is constantly moving from task to task so she doesn't feel it as much, tries to spend as much time as she can down in the basement with him since it's cooler, etc.
I don't really know where I'm going with this since I always manage to get the most hyperspecific scenarios in, but it's sort of a domestic intimacy fluff + a dash of smut setting? please do ignore if it's weird though lol
have a great day! :))
Thomas Hewitt w a heat prone s/o
i haven’t proof read this yet im at work so hopefully it’s decent 🫶🫶
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Thomas would worry, keeping you away from outside work as much as he can. He knows the Texas heat can be deadly, especially if you’re not used to it like he is. 
He’d clear out a room in the basement so you could stay with him away from the heat and not have to witness him “prep” dinner. He might even move his room down there, the lack of windows makes for a cooler environment than his upstairs bedroom. 
Thomas would collect clothing from his victims and attempt to sew modest but thin outfits to give you selection when your limited options are being scrubbed. 
Luda May is very understanding as well, often leaving the easier house chores for you to do so you can be comfortable while still being of use to the family and on the rare occasion you are outside, she has plenty of ice cold tea ready for when you are done and Thomas is right beside you helping speed it along. 
He is always checking on you, feeling your forehead and having Luda May check you over to be sure.
At night when it is just you and Thomas, you strip down to your undergarments to prevent overheating in your sleep. Thomas is especially nervous when you do this, asking permission to touch you anywhere and having a difficult time keeping his hands in one place — he needs to feel all of you. 
If he does all the work and you lay pretty would it still be too hot? The answer is yes, but you’d never tell him that. 
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cherryskyies · 9 months
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Happy late birthday! I hope your birthday was wonderful!💞
Thank you!! It was 🩷
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cherryskyies · 9 months
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guys it's my birthday why does time go so fast 😔
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cherryskyies · 10 months
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Send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going, make someone smile!!! 💖
thank you🩷🩷🩷
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cherryskyies · 10 months
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Sebastian & Undertaker w an insecure s/o
trying desperately to make creative brain juice flow guys. sometimes my wording feels off but it's been a hot minute since I've been writing on a regular basis.
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Sebastian
Sebastian is well aware of your insecurities regarding your body before you tell him. He sees it in the way you suck your stomach in when his hand brushes against it, body stiffening when he chooses to keep it there.
He is not an idiot, but he cannot help but be confused as to why you see yourself in such a negative light; you're pure and soft, untainted by the evil surrounding you. Perfection in his eyes.
When the topic arises, his hand still against your flesh, you feel embarrassed. "Can I keep my shirt on?"
Sebastian pauses for a moment, "what if I blow the candles out?" he suggests, desperate to feel all of you, not needing the dim light to guide him.
You comply, still hesitant to know you'll be laid bare beneath him, but Sebastian is quick to toss your anxiety out the door with his skilled tongue.
He will fuck every ounce of doubt and insecurity out of you. Praise follows each thrust.
Undertaker
He has seen a lot of bodies in his life given his field of work and yours isn't anything he hasn't seen before, so why are you ashamed?
In his eyes, every bit of you is a work of art. He paints you in his free time but nothing he does fully captures your beauty.
"I've seen a lot in my life, doll," he starts, slender fingers tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, "but I have not seen a girl as alluring as you."
If he could explain you in simple terms he'd say heaven on earth, his very own angel.
Undertaker does his very best to make you comfortable, knowing your insecurities and determined to prove he adores every inch of your mind and body.
His slow hands glide over every curve and so-called "imperfection", leaving kisses followed by praise in areas you tense up.
It is his goal for you to see yourself in the same light he does and he will succeed; don't give him a challenge you don't want him to win.
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cherryskyies · 10 months
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Vape flavors I think the slashers would like
Includes: og!Micheal Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, The Grabber, Freddy Krueger, Hannibal Lecter, Jason Voorhees
this is coming from a picky smoker. If it doesn't have banana in the name I am out!! used to be a mint girly but then it started making me gag for no reason. same w raspberry lemon.
made for shits n giggles
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Michael Myers
Down for whatever, usually picks them off his victims and hopes it's not an overly sweet flavor.
Prefers tobacco flavored and hates blue raspberry.
Can't really imagine him pulling out a pink strawberry shortcake vape. Would definitely just leave that one behind.
Same with strawberry peach mint.
Thomas Hewitt
Don't think he'd like them and definitely don't see him going out of his way to get one.
Probably has a blueberry mint under his bed from three months ago he occasionally hits.
Bo Sinclair
More of a cigarette guy.
Would claim only gay men use vapes and then hide behind the church hitting his half dead mint he found on a victim.
Vincent Sinclair
Gets offended when Bo calls him gay for carrying around his strawberry banana vape.
Prefers sweet flavors, they keep him creative.
The Grabber
Don't see him being into vapes.
Tried it once or twice and nearly threw up and decided to stick to regular cigarettes.
Cherry cola wasn't too bad tho.
Freddy Krueger
You cannot tell me this man doesn't have three different vapes on him at all times.
Probably two tobacco and a third one that never stays the same
you get bored of the same flavor yk??
All different brands too
Hannibal Lecter
Too classy and old school for vapes
Would literally rather die.
He'll stick to his cigars and camel crushers please & ty.
Jason Voorhees
Again, absolutely not.
Hit some fruity flavor ONE TIME and threw up because his lungs weren't prepared.
His mom definitely gave him the silent treatment over one puff fr.
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cherryskyies · 10 months
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The slashers w an insecure s/o
Includes: Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Thomas Hewitt
slowly getting through this major writers block. my writing might be dog shit for a few posts but I'm forcing myself to work through it 🩷
Reader is female
Warnings: descriptions of sex (mostly bo section), praise, low self-esteem.
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Vincent Sinclair
Vincent doesn't understand it. 
The moment he laid eyes on you he was in awe, knowing immediately he needed you alive. There wasn't enough wax in the world to sculpt you the ways he desired. 
So to see your hesitance at removing your clothing, he was scared you had changed your mind about him — the thought of you being insecure hadn't crossed his mind until you admitted it.
Your cheeks are hot from embarrassment, apologies slipping off your tongue as you dropped your head against his chest. "I'm sorry Vin, I've never liked my body."
He's quick to silently reassure you that he loves all of you, even the parts he hasn't seen with soft hands roaming your delicate body; finger tips gliding over your curves, stopping to lift your face to his – it's a promise.
Vincent will worship the very ground you walk on, making it his goal to show you your beauty through his gentle touches and precise sculptures. You will fill his work space.
Bo Sinclair
"What'dya mean you don't like your body? You've got the best piece of ass I've seen in my life!" Bo exclaims, genuinely confused at your insecurities. 
There is not a chance he'll fully understand, regardless of his own insecurities. Bo looks at you and sees the perfect woman — so what if you have some imperfections? He might as well be blind because he can't see them.
He is very gentle with you though, thoroughly fucking the insecurities away and praising you every chance he gets.
"Look how beautiful you are, cumming all over my cock," Bo praises, forcing you to watch yourself in the mirror he's placed across the room. "So perfect."
Would definitely make you point out features you like on yourself before you can cum. Just seems like that kind of guy.
Thomas Hewitt
Thomas would be so heartbroken to hear you say you don't like your appearance. He'd think it's his fault for not appreciating you enough.
The first time you say it, you're both a nervous wreck. 
"It's not you, Tommy. I just.. I've never liked my appearance," you admit, eyes downcast while your hand holds his at the hem of your shirt.
He whines, nuzzling his face in your neck. It's not fair that you feel this way he thinks, you're the prettiest girl he's ever seen. 
But he understands, having his own insecurities; so the two of you make a deal to leave the lights off and keep your shirts on until you are more comfortable — which doesn't take long with the way he worships your body. 
With Thomas your insecurities are a thing of the past. 
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cherryskyies · 11 months
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your writing is literally my favorite 💞💞
Thank you <333 it means a lot<3
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cherryskyies · 1 year
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Hi r u still taking requests for hxh?
yes! my request are always open I just haven't been super active lol but hopefully whatever you request will give me motivation<33
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cherryskyies · 1 year
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What your favorite slasher says about you — part two
includes: og michael myers, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair
this is just the start of my slasher writing. so far, they are winning on the poll, so what better way to start than to finish old pieces?
please bare w me, my writing is a smidge rusty ok 😔
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Og Michael Myers
I can't explain it well, but he is the equivalent of that inner cold feeling when you were at your lowest. You can still remember it in memories and it's a comfort you can't let go. It's giving major attachment issues, even to things that ruined you. Letting go of your past is like letting go of yourself — you can't do it.
You weren't listened to growing up either, and maybe even now you still aren't. Advice was given, especially when you didn't want it. You're desperate to have someone just listen.
Alone time is a must in your life, you can't have someone all up in your business 24/7. 
Probably a water sign with an air moon. Or a Taurus who never had stability.
Rough sex is a must. I mean, it's Michael. Rough is the only way you'll get it and you like it like that. Also, it's giving blood & knife play vibes.
Very independent. You'd rather die than have to depend on another person for necessities. 
Bo Sinclair
It's giving possible substance abuse or alcoholism. I mean, you only drink Monday-Sunday?? What's the harm in that?
You crave possession in a relationship. Maybe you never felt special, so it's a must to have a partner willing to kill for you and show you off.
Bondage is definitely an interest of yours. You might be into forced submission and definitely into being covered in marks. 
It's also giving daddy issues. Something about an older man calling you baby and sweetheart sends you into overdrive. You want him to provide and you want him to make most of the decisions while you sit pretty.
You've never experienced a stable relationship either, especially with men, so you don't care that he'd be toxic. You only care that he's there and not likely to leave. 
Probably an earth sign or neglected fire sign.
Vincent Sinclair
Either an only child or the ignored one — maybe both.
Body worship is a must. Nothing more attractive than a man that makes you feel special, loved, and seen.
You don't care about money or expensive dates and trips. You'd be happy with a picnic and spending alone time together, because to you it means more than anything money could buy. 
Definitely insecure yourself, so you're drawn to those with obvious flaws; not that you think he's flawed, but it gives a deeper understanding.
Actions mean more than words. You've likely been let down by those who have said they would do something, but never did. 
Soft, meaningful sex is your style. If you can't feel an emotional connection or you don't feel loved during, then you aren't happy and begin to feel insecure in the relationship. 
You enjoy peace and tranquility. Maybe you're an artist or it simply fascinates you due to the complexity and millions of meanings. Do you stay up and think about the past and it's art, wondering what was going through their minds and what they had witnessed to create it?
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cherryskyies · 1 year
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cherryskyies · 1 year
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Hey I wanted to know what Azula does when it’s your birthday
Azula during your birthday
kinda rushed, I'm not sure how to write for Azula anymore I’m sorry.
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Azula will act as if nothing is out of the norm and there is nothing special about the day, disregarding any comments or hints you may make; her facade never breaks, not even for a moment.
Although it is hard for Azula to pretend she doesn't care or remember your birthday, she is doing her best to keep a surprise party she has organized a secret. 
She is more affectionate during the day, not wanting you to feel completely neglected and forgotten about, brushing off her negligence by claiming she has important matters to deal with — aka your surprise party.
Of course, the party is much more than you’d ever imagine. Elegant, plentiful, and unexpected. There would be hundreds of guests, all of your favorite foods, flowers; anything you have mentioned liking, it is there. 
Overall, I think Azula would be good at celebrating your birthday. Perhaps a little off-putting with the way she goes about it, but she means well.
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cherryskyies · 1 year
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Can you do fluff head cannons for undertaker with a fem reader?
Fluff headcanons w Undertaker and his s/o
I feel like I got a bit carried away with this one, but enjoy<3
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Your entire relationship is filled with cute moments from the second you wake up to a gentle kiss on your forehead to planning your future together while under the covers. 
Being with Undertaker is falling in love with him everyday all over again. Feeling your heart swell with pure adoration while you sit on the bar stool, watching him make breakfast and sampling the food before it is even done.
Some days are more slow paced than others, allowing for you to spend the gloomy London nights wrapped in a blanket together in front of the fireplace; steaming cups of tea sit in front of both of you with bowls of hot soup and you cannot help but look at him with love and smile, wondering how you got so lucky. 
Every now and then the both of you will let your inner child out and play hide n seek with the coffins. You never win, but you’re happy to lose if it means seeing him smile — you’d do anything to make him smile and he’d do the same. 
Undertaker has one rule he likes to follow: All three meals are to be shared together. Growing up, he had never had anyone to share a meal with, so having you around makes him feel worth something; he’d be heartbroken if you shared a meal away from him.
I see him as more of an acts of service and words of affirmation guy when it comes to loving you. Your beauty is impossible to define, but he will spend his last breath trying. 
On the receiving end, I believe Undertaker to be more of a touch kind of guy. Your hands exploring his body or reaching under the dinner table to hold his makes him feel like he is on top of the world.
You are his goddess and he is your most loyal follower, worshiping at your feet willing to do whatever you ask of him, which is why it is so hard for him to fathom you doing the same to him, but every time your eyes meet his he feels deserving of your love.
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