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a-writer-on-elm-street · 3 months

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I got a lil idea with Otis with a s/o that likes to were a beauty headband with bunny ears to keep they hair out of there face when there drawing or relaxing 👀👀👀 feel like it would be a recipe for trouble lol

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Rabbit

a/n: omg you have NO IDEA how much i love this!! thank you so much for this i had so too much fun writing it! <3

pairing: otis x afab!reader

warnings: smut, oral sex (m receiving), otis calls reader 'rabbit', no pronouns used but it's implied that reader has long hair

word count: 407

"What the fuck is that thing?" Otis asked, tugging at the bunny ears on your head.

"It's a headband," you simply told him, readjusting it. "It keeps the hair out of my face."

"Oh yeah? Well ain't it just convenient that they're little bunny ears," he smirked, toying with the ears again.

"Otis," you warned. "Where is this going?"

"It's going somewhere good is where it's going," he mused, crushing you under the weight of his stare.

"And what's your definition of good?"

You knew there was no way you could say no to him, and you could absolutely see where this was going, but you were more interested in seeing how long you could drag this out.

He leaned back on the bed, opening his legs slightly, an amused grin on his face as he looked down at his crotch. "Come on, rabbit, I know you want to."

"Want to what?" You teased, shifting closer to him on the bed. "I ain't doing nothing 'till you tell me."

Otis simply looked down at his crotch again, like that would somehow serve as a decent enough answer. And it did, but you weren't about to tell him that.

You swung your leg over his waist, straddling his lap, unable to hide your amusement as you leaned down to press a kiss to his neck.

"Am I getting closer?" You asked, your breath hot against his skin, your lips twisting into a smirk.

A dissatisfied sigh fell from his lips, as he dug his fingers into your thighs. "I ain't playin' no games, rabbit."

"Who said it was a game?" You questioned. "I was only askin' if I was close."

In response, he pushed his fingers harder into your thighs, making sure you knew he wasn't interested in messing around.

You sighed. "Fine, I'll suck your fuckin' dick."

You scooted down his body slightly, opening his pants, and soon enough, you had your hand wrapped around his dick.

"You know, I expect a certain level of enthusiasm when it comes to these things," Otis said. "And you don't look very enthusiastic."

You didn't bother to answer him as you wrapped your lips around his tip, his hips jerking beneath you from the sudden motion.

As you took him into your mouth, you could feel him playing with the bunny ears on your head, quiet groans falling from his lips.

"That's right," he muttered, petting your head. "That's right."

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#otis driftwood #otis b driftwood #otis driftwood x reader #otis driftwood smut #otis driftwood x you #otis driftwood oneshot #otis driftwood imagine #otis driftwood fanfic #house of 1000 corpses #the devil's rejects #3 from hell

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slashv1xen · 2 months

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Hiii! I have an idea in my mind, but you don't have to write about it!!!

Maybe Otis brings home a person he liked (not a victim, they met somewhere else) and waiting for them to realise about his deeds and THEN he can kill them because of their reaction. But the person is like "Oh, cool" and continues talking to Firefly family carelessly. What would be his reaction?

ooh this one got me thinking 💭

i reckon otis would be stunned, and have a blank expression on his face as he thinks why this person isn’t scared senseless. ‘what? how they ain’t scared?’

but if otis is interested in u he would probably have a smirk on his face and probably keep u around (ur also now baby’s best friend, good job!), but if not he’ll most likely kill u out of spite.

the two of u probably met in either a bar (this man is a heavy drinker), captain spaulding’s gas station or at red hot pussy liquor (he’s incredibly sleazy what can i say).

one shot 💗

“okay, enough!” you announced as you put the shot glass down, gasping from the taste of the strong vodka. the man beside you, who introduced himself as otis just laughed and took a swig straight from the bottle (much to the bartenders protests).

“what’s wrong honey, i thought you could handle this, hm?” he teased, chuckling at your annoyed expression. “not more than 8 fuckin’ shots!” you snap, in disbelief as he looked at you, amused.

“how about you come home with me, i ain’t so drunk i can’t give you a ride liar and my mama can fix ya somethin’ real nice. least i can do, especially after you paying.” you rolled your eyes at his offer, but a small smile on your face was present.

“fine, you’re right. least you can do after giving me damn alcohol poisoning,” you say, to which otis laughs and says that you’re being dramatic.

after 20 minutes otis pulls up into what looked like an abandoned farm house. if you didn’t know you’d think the house was derelict. the door happened to be unlocked, to which otis let out a grumble and pushed it open, the two of you stepping inside.

the house was a mess, to say the least. you stepped over the empty glass bottle and year-old newspapers and sat on the couch, smoothing over your pants. otis said that he’ll be back in a second, and for you to just “hang tight cutie pie”, smiling as you laughed.

after what seemed like a few minutes two women came down the stairs. a younger one, about your age, and an older one who looked about 55. they both sat down next to you and introduced themselves as “mama firefly but just call me mama” and “baby”.

you were chatting with baby about movies while mama was making you a “special meal”, when otis pulled you aside, a devilish grin on his face.

“well, i figured now would be a good time to tell you…” he started, purposely being slow to create tension (to be an asshole)

“yeah? what did you need?” you reply, looking back at baby who waved to you, and you waved back. otis sighed, that grin still present.

“i tell this to everyone that comes here, and well, none of ‘em have made it out…” you were confused, why was this man talking in riddles? “i’m gonna kill you.” he whispered in your ear, his hot breath on the nape of your neck.

“shit, really?” you ask, no emotion in your voice. he nods, waiting for your reaction. “okay, just make it quick then.” you shrugged and walked back to the couch with baby, chatting again as if nothing happened.

otis however, was dumbfounded. he just said he would kill you, and you didn’t care? how? he was so confused, he can’t even think straight. hell, he can’t even think at all. the smirk slowly returned to his face as he thought of his next move.

‘maybe we could have a future together…’

hi hi, this was so much fun to write! in my eyes, this is so in character and i can totally imagine something like this happening in one of the movies. please never shy away from requests, i’m happy to do anything (that is SFW ofc). have a good day and i hope you enjoyed!

#otis driftwood x reader #otis driftwood #ho1c #house of 1000 corpses #the devils rejects #devils rejects #slasher #slasher x y/n #slasher x you #slasher x reader #rob zombie #fanfiction #oneshot #headcannons #requested

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minkyungseokie · 27 days

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Influencers

All my favorite YouTube and TikTok influencers that are rarely written about!

Arthurtv

Arthur Frederick, better known online as Arthur TV, is a Jersey commentary YouTuber known for his entertaining commentary and calm.

Wroetoshaw

Harold "Harry" Christopher George Lewis better known online as W2S (short for Wroetoshaw), is a Guernsey-British YouTuber known for his FIFA Draft and Pack videos. He is also widely known for his real-life challenges with his family and friends. Harry is one of the seven members of the Sidemen.

TBJZL

Tobit John "Tobi" Brown better known online as TBJZL (short for Tobjizzle), is an English YouTuber best known for his FIFA gaming videos. He is a member of the Sidemen.

Jake Webber

Jake Webber is an American YouTuber and musician who uploads vlogs, music, and challenge videos. He is also known for his quick-cutting videos. He also has a live channel where he often uploads food videos.

Fundy

Floris Damen better known online as Fundy (also known as ItsFundy and FFundage), is a Dutch YouTuber and Twitch streamer known for his alterations and videos about the game Minecraft.

George Clarkey

George Arthur Clarke better known online as George Clarkey, is an English YouTuber and TikToker, best known for his funny commentary & reaction videos about trending topics. He has co-hosted the popular podcast The Useless Hotline Podcast

ChrisMD

Christopher Michael Dixon better known online as ChrisMD , is a Jersey YouTuber best known for his football challenges and FIFA pack opening videos.,He lives in London, England, United Kingdom.

Corpse Husband

Corpse Husband also known as CORPSE, is an American YouTuber and musician from San Diego, California, United States. He is best known for his deep, distinguishable voice and playing Among Us with other YouTubers and Twitch streamers, along with his horror narrations.

Disguised Toast

Jeremy Wang better known online as Disguised Toast (or simply Toast), is an Taiwanese-born Canadian gaming YouTuber and Twitch streamer who mainly makes content around League of Legends and Among Us on both platforms.

Sykkuno

Thomas better known online as Sykkuno is an American YouTuber, live streamer, and former Twitch streamer who is mainly known for his gaming content.

The Eret

Alastair better known online as Eret (also known as TheEret), is an English gaming YouTuber known for playing Minecraft on YouTube and Twitch.

Spifey

George "Geo" Anderson better known online as Spifey, is an English Minecraft gaming YouTube channel that shows off older versions of the game. Some of the content on Spifey's channel include listening to certain annoying songs to win money for a long period of time with users of Minecraft on the servers and trolling his friends with cursed Minecraft mods

Skeppy

Zak Ahmed better known online as Skeppy, is an American YouTuber known for his Minecraft challenge videos involving numerous contestants and his collaborations with fellow YouTuber BadBoyHalo.

Quackity

Alexis "Alex" Maldonado better known online as Quackity (formerly QuackityHQ), is a Mexican YouTuber and Twitch streamer known for playing the video game Minecraft and his raid videos.

kennysong

Kenny Song is a famous TikTok star, Instagram star, and food influencer from the US. He shares Asian cuisine and simple meal and snack options. He also posts shorts videos alongside his cooking videos

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almond-tofu-chan · 11 months

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intimacyequalsdeath · 4 months

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Bubz's 12 Days of Ficmas: Day 12 Christmas Eve (Otis Driftwood)

Here we are! The final day of Ficmas 2023!. I hope you all have a Merry Christmas, Happy holidays or if you don't celebrate anything have an amazing next couple days <3

Notes: Minors DNI, SFW, Fluffy, No specific descriptions or pronouns used for reader.

The firefly house was abuzz with the energy and festivities from the impending holiday. The fireflies loved Halloween sure, but since her babies were kids Mama firefly had also wanted to ensure that no matter what her babies had the most "normal" Christmas they could manage.

Even a family of psychopathic murderers deserved to have magical moments during the holidays, she had once said when Spaulding had bitched about going and getting a tree.

You were in the kitchen helping mama make some of the Christmas dinner dishes early so the workload for tomorrow would be a lot less. Mama adored you from the moment Otis had found you and brought you home. You were easily enveloped into the family dynamic were just as much one of her babies as everyone else was.

"Sweetie can you go get Otis to go get me more firewood? We're supposed to get a freeze tonight and I wanna be sure we have enough in case the pipes go"

"Yeah mama"

You replied with a smile before wiping off your hands and heading upstairs to the room you shared with Otis. Hoping to just find him there and that he wasn't already out.

"Otis? you in there?"

You called coming to a halt outside the door. Even though it was your bedroom too, you had learned very quickly to always let Otis know you were coming in. You had made the mistake of not letting him know just once, and he ended up nearly taking your head off.

"Yeah"

You heard him grumble from the other side of the door. Otis never had liked Christmas, no matter how hard Mama tried to keep everyone included in the Christmas spirit. It was always too cheery for him.

You opened the door to the bedroom and poked your head in. You noticed him sitting on the side of the shared bed and fiddling with some sort of wood that was for a future project.

"Mama wants you to go and get some more firewood. There's gonna be a freeze tonight and she wants to make sure we have backup in case any of the pipes bust"

Otis sighed and looked up at you from what he was working on.

"I mean hey out of all the Christmas stuff, going to get firewood is like the least Christmas thing you could do. Would you rather help baby finish decorating?"

His eyes widened and then he rolled them at you.

"Very funny, C'mon"

He said motioning for you to follow him as he got up. You followed him down the stairs and out of the house. If he had to collect firewood you were going to at least help him do so.

"Ya know it would make Mama real happy if you at least, tried to act happy during the holidays"

"Yeah and it would make me happy to get left the fuck alone. But that's not gonna happen is it?"

He simply said with not a hint of attitude in his voice. You gave him a small smile as the two of you approached the wood pile.

"Well it's just she tries so hard to make this a happy time for everyone, it wouldn't hurt you to at least try"

"Christmas just isn't my thing. Never has been, never will be. It's too goddamn happy and bright"

"Not everyday can be Halloween Otis. People gotta be "Happy and bright" sometime during the year"

"Sugar, Halloween makes me perfectly merry and bright"

You gave him a smile as he placed a few pieces on firewood into your arms. Once your arms were full he picked up an armful himself before the two of you began heading back to the house.

"Yeah and Halloween is why we still have that human spine in our fucking bedroom "

Otis laughed at this.

"I didn't have anywhere else to put it sugar"

"Yeah well you didn't have to hang it over our bed as if its tinsel"

"You said you wanted me to decorate our bedroom and make it more "festive" that's exactly what I did"

You rolled your eyes at him.

"You know that's not the type of decorating I meant Otis"

"Well when your with Otis Driftwood, It's the type of decorating you get"

He shot you a big smile as he opened the back door for the two of you to make your way back inside.

"Here's the firewood Mama"

You said rounding the corner to the living room to set it down by the fireplace. The tree Baby decorated was standing tall in the corner of the room adorned with all sorts of mismatch ornaments and garland. Once you set the firewood into the holder by the fireplace you turned to fully take in the tree.

"It looks like Baby just took all the junk out of her room and slapped it on there"

Otis said from behind you, you laughed at his comment.

"Be nice Otis, Baby was up nearly all night decorating this tree"

"That was nice, i could've said it looked like shit"

You smiled and scanned the tree until your eye caught one ornament in particular. The ornament in question was a little picture frame that you could slide a small photo into and hang it on the tree.

The photo that Mama had carefully slid into the small frame ornament was a photo of you and Otis. It was taken a few months after you had been fully accepted as a member of the family by Baby in the kitchen.

Baby had always told you how you somehow managed to melt her brother's cold dead heart and make him actually care about something besides himself but you never fully knew what she meant until she snapped the picture and showed it to you.

There you were, in the middle of Mama's kitchen, making dinner for the family. Otis had his arms wrapped around your waist from behind as you stood at the stove as he thought the two of you were the only two around to see it, not knowing Baby was there with the camera.

Most people would argue that a simple cuddle from behind didn't show anything to do with a person changing. But the fireflies would all know that Otis showing any kind of affection at all wasn't something to just scoff at. Otis showing any emotion other then just plain mean to anyone was almost miraculous. When you had announced you and the white haired killer were "going steady" as Mama put it, you could've sworn half the family almost fell out at the prospect that Otis Driftwood had managed to find himself a partner.

"Why do they still have that fuckin picture?"

Otis said from behind you, snapping you out of your thoughts while you still gazed at the photo.

"I think it's adorable. It's my favorite picture of us to be honest"

You told him truthfully. You adored the photo and were so happy Mama did too, enough to put it in a little ornament for Christmas.

You heard Otis huff behind you, before one of his lanky arms wrapped itself around your shoulders. You allowed him to bring you into his side as you wrapped your arms around his torso as the two of you stood there in front of the tree.

"I really gave you hell the first few months I was here didn't I?"

Otis snorted

"Yeah you and Baby were one in the same, no wonder the two of you were friends before she even brought you here"

A few beats of silence fell between the two of you before you spoke again.

"Merry Christmas Otis. I love you"

"I love you too...Merry Christmas"

#slasher x reader #slasher fandom #otis driftwood #otis driftwood oneshot #otis driftwood x reader #house of 1000 corpses #3 from hell #12 days of ficmas #ficmas #ficmas23 #ficmas 2023

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imjustasillygirlwholikesgirls · 9 months

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Sometimes bae is a hot blonde maniac who kills with her family

#edits #my edit #baby firefly #house of 1000 corpses #baby firefly x reader #slasher community #slasher x reader #slasher oneshot #slasher edit

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ellascreams · 1 year

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Dannymay Day 11: Underwater

A skeleton floated in Lake Eerie. A skeleton was almost all that was left. Some fleshy bits were still there. Not enough to matter. Maybe enough to smell gross but barely even enough to see. No one could smell it anyway. It was at the bottom of a lake after all.

The corpse wasn’t small enough to be immediately assumed a child’s if someone saw it. It was mostly adult sized. What could give it away was the fact that attached to part of the skull was single baby tooth that still hadn’t fallen out and two molars that had only half way grown in.

If any tests were done, it’s true that the skeleton would have probably have been estimated as female. Transphobes would treat that as a win. It wasn’t one though. They were really just using educated guesses, and did it even matter? The skeleton was no longer a person of any gender. It had no soul in it. It had no thoughts or feelings. It was only an abandoned home now.

If anyone investigated it they might’ve found some things very odd indeed. They would wonder why the skeleton was in a scorched hazmat suit. They would wonder how the body seemed to have been moved even though there were no drag marks or tire marks around. Even with those questions it wouldn’t take them long to connect the time of death and when that teenage boy went missing.

But of course, no one saw the corpse, no tests were done, and no one investigated it. Only one person even knew the corpse existed and he wouldn’t tell anyone. He certainly wouldn’t go back for it. He did, about a week after he left it there, but it was a mistake. In warm fresh water bodies decompose fast. Sometimes only in a couple of weeks. Still not fast enough for him to have had the mercy of only seeing a skeleton.

No, no one would find it. No one would investigate it. At least not until the trail had gone cold.

No one would learn about Danny Fenton and his friend’s experiment. No one would know how that out of body experience felt before he reentered his physical form. No one would know why his eyes were green. No one, not even his friends, would find out just how far he ran when he panicked. No one would know how long he sat by Lake Eerie before he realized he wasn’t getting tired. No one would feel the anxiety he felt when he realized he had no pulse. No one would understand how the lack of adrenaline only made it worse. No one would find the body he left in a hurry that had fallen in just the right direction to sink. No one would see the horrific sight he did one week after that.

The skeleton continued to float, and sink, and rot, and continue the cycle of life. No one knew. No one would know. Maybe one day Sam and Tucker would see a ghost saving their town and realize what happened in horror. Maybe one day his parents would realize they were trying to kill their son once again. That day wasn’t today. It wouldn’t be that day for a long time. If that day ever even came.

#Usually I try to stay true to the tone of the show #but my friend requested this angst and I didn’t have anything better so #Dannymay #dannymay2023 #danny phantom #corpse au #horror fanfiction #fanfic #oneshot #angst #tw body horror #tw death #tw corpse

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phantom-z0ne · 4 months

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Kingdom Come - Masterpost

"A bright flash of light blinded him as he landed on his feet, bending his knees to brace for the impact. The first thing he noticed was the sound of wailing and the wetness beneath his shoes. There were small, child sized shades reaching toward a group dressed in black robes, hoods obscuring their faces. The hooded figures whispered between themselves after he arrived, seeming delighted when they saw him. Their souls ballooning in anticipation and fervent joy. Distantly, he could tell the robed figures were asking something of him in excitement, but Polka was focused on the group of shades crowding around him. They latched onto his clothes, crying thick black tears. ‘Help us’, they asked, pawing at him, ‘Save us!’ Or, Polka and Corpse God are summoned into the DCU and give more than a few heroes headaches.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

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angelsandarsenic · 4 months

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Happy New Year Pissers here's the rest of the corpse bride au!

Since it was originally supposed to be a oneshot I just added the second half to the same chapter. Also, I changed and added some stuff to the first half, so I suggest reading the whole thing over again 🎉💀

(oh yeah, I changed the title just in case you didn't participate in the poll)

#pissa nation #qsmp #death duo #philza minecraft #missasinfonia #qsmp chayanne #qsmp forever #I'm sorry q!forever it had to be done #I'll make it up to you I promise #corpse bride au #angel writes #death duo oneshot

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finelinebarnesx · 2 years

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Corpse Husband || just like that?

part one || masterlist

Pairing: Corpse Husband x fem!reader

Summary: in part one 🫶🏻

Warning? None. Fluff

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His POV:

The whole house was silent, I heard the click of the front door, sighing to myself I sent a quick text to Rae about joining her game of Among us. I quickly tweeted before setting up my live-stream. The whole time my mind wasn’t fully with it. A huge part of me was hoping she would come home and that she wouldn’t listen to me.

“Hey where’s Y/N tonight, wasn’t she suppose to join us too?” Sykkuno asked, everyone else joined in asking questions, not knowing how to reply I just took a breathe and tried to come up with a lie. “Well I hope she joins soon” my eyes kept wandering to my phone in hopes of any sort of contact. She hasn’t even tweeted or been on social media.

My whole chat was going on asking where Y/N was and if we were still together and as much as I didn’t want to I let a tear slip. “Fuck” I cried muting myself, why am I crying when I’m the one who kicked her out. “Y/n and I aren’t together as of right now” my voice cracked as I unmuted myself answering what everyone needed to know.

I ended the stream, left the game and turned my whole computer off just sitting in the dark. The clock on my bedside table read 1am and that’s where I became more worried. Opening the Twitter app I tweeted about how much of an idiot I was and directly tweeted y/n but got nothing.

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@Corpse_Husband: I’m such a fucking idiot! Y/n if you see this please come home or at least let me know you’re safe. I love you and I’m sorry☹️

@Corpse_Husband: @Y/T/N..

For someone like me I sure was feeling like a let down and a shit person, I tried to think of all the places she could be as I hurried to put my shoes on. What type of boyfriend or ex-boyfriend would I be if I let her stay out alone this late?

Chucking on a hoodie I made my way downstairs, before I could even get to the door there was a knock on it, my heart thumped in my chest this could either be really bad or really good. I eventually opened the door and there stood one broken Y/N. Her hair was a mess and her eyes blood shot along with the dried tears on both her cheeks; without even thinking I pulled her inside and into my arms.

She cried into my chest as I carried her to the sofa running my hands through bed hair. “I’m so sorry” I continuously whispered into her hair. After a bit of time her cries turned into quiet sniffles and I lifted her chin to look at me.

“I’m so sorry baby, I was wrong to kick you out and I know you’re gonna disagree with me so just hang on” I rushed my words as she furrowed her eyebrows. “Words can’t even explain how sorry I am for being an absolute dickhead, you didn’t deserve that no matter what we fought over. I love you so much, yes it hurt cause I felt like you were babying me but I should stop and think.”

“I’m just trying to look after you, I didn’t mean to upset you” she croaked out and I nodded kissing her temples. “I’m not trying to be your mum” I laughed softly as her eyes dropped shut tired from crying and not sleeping.

“I know my love, it’s all okay now we’re okay” I assured her and myself. “I love you so much baby girl, nothing like this is ever going to happen again I promise” I whispered. The timing of her breathing proved that she was fast asleep leaving me to laugh to myself.

I made a mental note to tell everyone she’s home tomorrow but for now, I just want to cuddle my girlfriend the way that she deserves because no matter how many times we argue; she’s my rock and the best girl I could ever ask for.

#imagines #corpse x reader #corpse music #oneshots #corpse among us #corpse husband imagine #corpse husband x you #corpse husband #CORPSE

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a-writer-on-elm-street · 10 months

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Warm Bodies

pairing: otis x gn!reader

summary: in which you don't want to sleep alone so you find yourself seeking out otis's room in the middle of the night

warnings: mentions of dead bodies, a bit of dry humping

a/n: since this has basically been my bedtime scenario for the last few nights, i figured i'd turn it into a little fic. i feel like otis might be a little bit out of character in it i'm not sure but i hope you enjoy! :)

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Your heartbeat was pounding in your ears as you stood outside Otis's door, your fingers curled around the handle. You'd been standing like this for the last five minutes, unsure on whether you wanted to disturb him. You just didn't know what to do.

You'd been lying awake in your make-shift bed downstairs for the past few hours, the same tormenting thoughts circling around your mind. Otis was the only one who could ever shut them up, which was why you'd found yourself creeping up the stairs towards his room.

You took a nervous breath, finally deciding to turn the door knob, the click of the door opening making you flinch.

You quietly stepped into the room, and Otis remained where he was on the bed, unmoving. You almost considered just turning around and walking straight back out the door when he hadn't woken up. But you supposed the worst he could do was kill you, so you might as well see this through.

You carefully reached a hand out, skating your fingers along his forearm.

"Otis," you whispered.

You almost fell backwards when he suddenly jerked up in the bed, his hand roughly catching your wrist as he glared at you in the dark. "What the fuck are you doin' in here?"

"I can't sleep."

"Okay, well let me help you with that. Go back downstairs, lay the fuck down, and close your goddamn eyes."

"You know what? Fuck you." You hissed, shaking your wrist free and turning around, deciding that this whole thing was pointless, considering he was an asshole.

"Alright, wait," he said then, stopping you in your tracks. "Just─get back here."

You did as he said, turning and walking back towards the bed.

"Why can't you sleep?" He sighed.

"I dunno, I guess my mind won't shut the fuck up."

"I know the feelin'," he answered, a breath of laughter leaving his lips. "But what'd you want me to do about it?"

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Excuse me?" He questioned, his glare only seeming to return now as he remained propped up on his side.

"You know what, never mind. I'll just go back downstairs."

You turned around to leave but you were quickly stopped when you felt his fingers curl around your wrist, pulling you back.

Otis didn't say anything as you stood there staring at him, but he shifted back on the bed slightly, creating a space beside him.

"Well, come on then," he complained. "Don't just fuckin' stand there."

You quickly situated yourself in the space next to him then, a sudden warmth spreading through your chest when you felt his breath on your shoulder.

"You know, you're lucky I've been sleeping alone these past few nights."

"Those girls are no good for you anyway," you scoffed, a tinge of jealousy creeping over you.

"Why the fuck not?"

"Well they ain't breathin' for a start," you told him. "It might do you good to have a warm body in your bed for once."

"Oh yeah? And why's that?"

"Well...they can't do this," you spoke softly, as you reached a hand down between your bodies, ghosting your fingers over his already growing erection.

"What else can't they do?" He chuckled, his beard scraping against your arm as he shifted closer slightly.

"They can't do this," you answered, leaning closer to him and brushing your lips against his.

You'd always had something close to a connection with Otis, something that seemed to run a little deeper than just a mutual attraction. He gave you pieces of himself, and in return you gave him everything.

You allowed him into your body, and into your mind...and into your heart. It wasn't love, you knew that. But it was definitely something. An invisible string that seemed to tie you to each other.

He wasn't like this with the girls he imprisoned here. He didn't allow them to feel his breath on their skin, and he certainly didn't allow them the control he allowed you. It made you feel special somehow.

"Would you care to show me what else you can do that they can't?" Otis smirked, running a hand down your thigh.

You simply nodded, swinging your leg over his hip and pushing him onto his back, pulling a low groan from his throat when you began to gently move your hips against him.

"You know, I'm startin' to think you may have a point," he groaned, his fingers digging into your ass. "Havin' a warm body in my bed is actually real fuckin' nice."

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Hi! I wonder, how will Otis comfort his crying s/o?

AH I MISSED YOUR REQUESTS TYY FOR THIS I LOVE WRITING HURT/COMFORT

otis is NOT good at comforting at all. however he’ll try (in his own way). otis would unintentionally be offensive, but just know it’s just the way his personality is and he doesn’t mean it (and if you guys are really close, he’ll apologise for it).

he would hesitate to say anything and give you affection, but he would let you rant for HOURS (he rants all the time too, so he understands).

following off that, he makes a much better listener than comforter (ex. words of aff. or physical touch). i also think that he wouldn’t judge you for the reason you were balling your eyes out (unless it’s something small in his eyes, like you getting an injury he deems as “small”)

one shot 💗

you were on the bathroom floor, sobbing. you were in a depressive mood and you were experiencing body image issues. you tried holding in your cries as good as you could, but that attempt was futile as soft knocking was heard on the door.

“baby? what’s wrong?” otis’s voice was very gentle, which was surprising as this man was far from it.

you sniffled, wiping your tears from your face, and mustered with all your strength a reply. “it’s nothing, i’m okay.” you obviously weren’t as your voice broke halfway through that sentence, and otis heard it clear as day.

“can i come in?” he didn’t wait for an answer and pushed the door open slightly, his face falling a little when he saw you with your knees to your chest and your eyes bloodshot red.

now embarrassed, you looked away, avoiding eye contact. it didn’t help that otis just kinda stood there, taking in this sight. this was the first time he’d seen you in such a vulnerable state (or anyone for that matter), so he wasn’t sure how to help and comfort you.

he sighed and approached you, sitting down on the dirty floor in front of you. he gently lifted your head and inspected your face, his expression turning slightly sad. “darlin’, what’s got you so down?”

you were quiet, and didn’t want to say what got you feeling like this. you were quite shy now, and you would rather have him just forget about this moment. “it’s nothing.”

otis chuckled, oddly amused. “nothin’? honey it ain’t nothing if you cryin’ a damn ocean. now tell me what’s wrong so i can help you.” his intense eyes stared into yours, and you suddenly felt nervous.

“i’ve just been so insecure of my body lately, that’s all.” you looked down as you admitted this, not wanting to see his reaction.

otis however, was dumbfounded. in his eyes, you were the most beautiful person in the world, and you were crying because you didn’t feel that way?

he let out a short laugh out of surprise, and your head perked up. why was he laughing? “is that it?” otis started, looking slightly relieved but his eyes showed hints of annoyance. “oh, i thought it was something serious, like you hurt yourself bad.”

you didn’t appreciate this, he wasn’t taking your feelings serious. you felt your eyes water up again and otis must’ve seen this, because his face fell for the second time and his smile faded.

he cupped your face, and took a deep breath. it was obvious that whatever he was gonna say would take all his strength.

“i’m…shit…i’m sorry, alright? look, you don’t need to feel insecure okay? you’re so damn gorgeous, i was just shocked that you. didn’t feel like that. but listen, tell me as soon as you feel like this again, and i’ll make sure you will never even have a thought like that.” his voice was soft and kind.

you gave him a small smile and he began doing something very out of character for him. he peppered light kisses all over your face, and he traced all along you back. his touch soothed you, and both of you were now basking in the embrace of one another.

#devils rejects #house of 1000 corpses #otis driftwood #slasher #slasher x reader #slasher x y/n #3 from hell #fanfiction #hurt/comfort #headcannons #oneshot #otis is so fine #otis driftwood x reader

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argetcross · 7 months

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How the party dynamics are going during this Goblin Camp raid

#bg3 #astarion #baldur's gate 3 #poor tav got oneshot turn one #had to be rescued and revived #meanwhile everyone had to reach into their pockets for shit while their corpse smoked on the ground hfjsjdjd #my art

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coffeeshopguest · 15 days

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Howdy, I'm Anya! I'm a fanfic writer, I'm literally just here to post some x reader one shots. I've never used Tumblr before so pls be kind <3

These are the fandoms I write for:

+ Corpse Husband + Criminal Minds (early seasons) + Harry Potter + Hogwarts Legacy + Hunger Games Trilogy & Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes + Percy Jackson (Just PJO, not Heroes of Olympus) + Skyrim + Stardew Valley + The Outsiders + Walking Dead (early seasons) + WWE (but only Cody Rhodes, I don't really watch wrestling, I only do for my boyfriend and I just find Cody hot.. lmao)

My Rules if you request:

+ I'll do smut if the character is 18+ + I will write LGBTQ+, triggering topics, any kinks you suggest, etc. + Won't do smut for minors or implied smut for minors + Won't write rape/nonconsensual relationships, pedophilia, incest, bestiality, etc.

Masterlist!

SDV Sebastian! Farmer's Honeymoon (18+) Tied and Used (18+)

SDV Group! (Imagines, multiple pairings, etc.) The Bachelor's and the Farmer's Night (18+)

#cody rhodes x reader #criminal minds x reader #harry potter x reader #x reader #oneshot #the outsiders x reader #hogwarts legacy x reader #hunger games x reader #percy jackson x reader #skyrim x reader #stardew valley x reader #walking dead x reader #corpse husband x reader #fanfiction #sdv sebastian x reader

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ophazines · 2 years

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strnqer · 2 years

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something about you

— pairing: corpse husband x afab!reader

— quote: “did you mean it?”

— warning(s): cursing, hurt/comfort

(𝐲/n) sighed for what felt like the millionth time that day, she was contemplating on wether to post the cover song on her platform or not.

she rubbed her hands on her eyes to rid her of any desperation and replayed the song once more.

in my room,

singing along with you

and my baby

you know that i got you

(y/n) closed her eyes as she leaned back on her gaming chair remembering every face-time call they've had just to listen to music. they'd simply sit and take in each other's presence, corpse' eyes would remain on his screen as he watched her write on her journal or feed her cats(or just breathe), his longing stares would always remain unnoticed seeing as every time (y/n) glanced at the camera she'd be met with the comforting sight of darkness—

not that she minded, she loved seeing his outline, she'd memorized it by how often they'd call just for (y/n) to go on with her day as corpse watched with soft music playing in the background.

it was a safe space for corpse to come to when he needed a small escape from reality, every second spent with her was a moment more where he truly felt happy.

hit the road

i'm taking off with you

not in a hurry

there's something about you

ah

late night drives were the highlight of her day, (y/n) loved how either her or corpse would randomly jump into their car and drive up to the others place to pick them up. most of the time corpse would appear on her doorstep late at night when he couldn't sleep, he'd ask her to take a drive with him—usually with (y/n) driving since she preferred having corpse fall asleep mid song. it'd give her a peace of mind knowing he at least slept for a few minutes with her.

aside from his naps, the air around them would be filled with loud chuckles and spilling of secrets, they'd always have some sort of calming music in the background mostly consisting of piano or guitar. (y/n) could always tell he had the biggest smile on his face underneath his signature face mask, she loved to know he was happy because of her. she loved him.

he looks just like a dream

the prettiest boy i've never seen

from the cover of a magazine

(y/n)'s shaky hand lifted up to press pause once more. she took in a deep breathe, deciding to post it once and for all. what's the worse that could happen?

her fingers moved efficiently across the keyboard, matching black nails that she'd done with corpse clicking against the letters. ' something about you cover — for you, bear; the man i'm fucking in love with ' she'd type, using the same nickname she'd given the older man long ago. (y/n)'s mind drifted back to what this decision might cause, the pain, the loss. . .she took in a deep breathe allowing her mind to relax before allowing herself to upload the video—patience is all that was left.

the video didn't take long to upload, in fact in less then 10 minutes the video was up and running on her youtube—fans had already begun their attacks, many were already suspecting and other were painfully clueless. she received dms and tags on all of her social medias but none were from the man she wanted most.

a few fans began a chain on twitter, they pointed on the fact that she was wearing corpse's hoodie and the painfully obvious one which were the lyrics. (y/n) let out a sigh of relief, everyone was taking it somewhat okay and the weight was finally lifted from her sore shoulders.

the pretty girl lifted herself up from her desk to make her way over to her bed but before she could even move a muscle the familiar ringtone flared noisily through the air. she winced at the sudden noise but accepted her fate, and with a shaky hand she answered corpse's call.

heavy breathing filled the tense atmosphere that surrounded the pair, no one dared to say a word. "cor—"

"do you mean it." corpse's voice ripped through her like a cut to the heart and suddenly everything became much more realistic. there really was a chance she'd loose him.

"i mean it." (y/n)'s voice wavered slightly, she shut her eyes tightly waiting for his rejection to come but nothing came. his heavy breathing filled her thoughts before suddenly it disappeared, she snapped her eyes open only to see he'd ended the call. . she should have expected it, she shouldn't have done it. words of rejection filled her head, voices flared their thoughts around her and loud ringing made its way to her ears. she was dying. she couldn't do anything about it, she felt herself explode yet nothing had happened, she still remained in the quiet room, everything was in order.

(y/n) lifts her hand as if to delete the video but decides against it knowing that it'd cause problems among their fans.

an hour passed, she'd lost any and all hope she had.

two. suddenly she was hyperventilating, the song she'd sang so lovingly for her best friend played over and over again in the background. large, hot tears made their way down her face, leaving a wet trail in their wake. she sobbed and sobbed yet no one heard, her heart hurt inside of her chest, she didn't feel a thing. a knock ripped through the moody air and straight into her chest, she stood, hope evident in her dull eyes as she walked over to her door. she hesitated slightly, her hand pulled back to wipe away her tears and runny mascara.

corpse waited patiently outside of her door. he had paced around his room in the brinks of a panic attack, the only person that could help him through it wasn't there—he was in disbelief, he felt stupid for how he ended the call. he couldn't imagine how terrible she felt at that moment, he punched himself repeatedly, over and over. he couldn't say those simple fucking words over the phone. he needed to tell her. corpse had determinedly made his way over to her apartment.

the door creaked open only to uncover her, oh how he wished he came sooner.

her eyes were rimmed with red, purple ish bags were already forming underneath her eyes from all the stress she—he had put her through along with the furious scrubs of her sweater clad hands against her weak features.

he despised himself. the way he felt now seeing her in such a fragile state pained him to the rim. he wished only to make it right and hoped that he wouldn't make a fool out of himself for trying.

upon opening the door the weight on her heart multiplies, the man of her dreams stood a few inches away wearing the same stupid mask he wears out in public that she unknowingly adored.

(y/n) takes in a deep breathe while pacing along her thoughts for words.

"i- what're you doing here corpse?" her voice broke slightly off at the end and the man whom it was directed to winced.

"i had to come see you.." her eyes casted to her feet before she took a few steps back into the comfort of her home, allowing him to move in and shut the door behind him.

as if he were in a trance, corpse practically ripped his mask off along with his beanie, then throwing it somewhere in the room.

as if on instinct (y/n)'s eyes cast down to the floor, suddenly the small cracks seemed interesting. she felt the taller man walk up in front of her which caused her muscles to tense. "look at me." he demanded, yet his voice was far from stern and his hands which now rested on her cheeks were far too gentle.

her eyes slowly trailed up his figure until they finally met his eyes. she took her time in memorizing his perfect features. he was everything she's imagined him to be and much more.

the slight tremor in corpse hands didn't go unnoticed, she gently placed her own hands on top of his, uttering those three little words that had corpse flush like a little kid. "you're so gorgeous"

his hands moved swiftly and efficiently as he pressed her against his body. his back hunched over as he shoved his face in the crook of her neck. (y/n) gently stroked his back as he took her in, "d. . .did you mean it?"

"i-i did." she took in a huge breathe, her muscles slowly tensing underneath his weight and soon he was laughing. laughing.

she closed her eyes, heavy tears building up and piling over as she waited for his rejection. but it never came.

corpse moved away from her for a split second before his lips came crashing down to hers, the salty mix of both their tears caused them to smile and soon enough the contagious sound of laughter forced its way out of their throats and their lips were no longer able to meet.

corpse held her tight, and she held on just as tightly.

a childlike demeanor overcomes the darker male as he excitedly asks her to sing the song to him.

(y/n) nods with a loving smile on her face as she sits on the beanbag with her guitar.

corpse on the other hand has the widest smile he's ever had, his cheeks were almost strained and red from the amount of happiness he displayed for her, yet there he was,

asking her to play it again and again as he listened to her talking so lovingly about him.

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