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nyxfleuret · 3 months

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Ross Humboldt x F!Reader

|18+| MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO, PLEASE DNI!

Author's Note: I really got inspired on this one, I put so much effort...I hope you all like it! I had to change some things but it is actually the movie's plot. (Patrick Wilson is so hot on that movie, not only in that movie lol.)

Word count: 4.5k

Warnings: smut with plot, breeding kink, gore, violence, swearing, voyeurism? (Idk rlly), deaths, movie spoilers, oral receiving (female and male), giant rock lol, reader has stretch marks.

•SPOILERS AHEAD!

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"Shit." It was the only word that managed to come out of your mouth as you supported yourself on your slightly bent knees, trying to catch your breath.

You didn't know how long you had been in that place...In that damn field of tall grass.

You only knew that when you entered, it was still morning and that the reason for all this was because you had heard a boy named Tobin screaming for help, claiming that he was lost in the field.

"Okay, now me, this Tobin and God knows who else, we're trapped in this field." You comment to yourself, placing both hands on your waist, staring at the floor as you tried to think, but no ideas came to mind. "We're all screwed..."

You return to walking, looking at the sky that was now night and cloudy, threatening to dump heavy rain on the area as you adjust your tank top and pants.

"Great, and now it's about to rain...Can it get any worse?" Well, it seems like you asked this question at the wrong time.

You hear someone moving in the grass behind you and reluctantly, you look back, trying to see what or who it was.

"Look, I really don't have time to play hide and seek, there's something really wrong here so...Just show up." You sigh, breathing heavily, having no weapon to defend yourself.

Ross's figure appears, brushing away the grass with his hands as he smiles slightly at you, sweat covering his face and chest, which could be seen as the top of his pink shirt was unbuttoned.

"Hi...I heard your voice and managed to track you." Ross looks at you, breathing heavily as he places his hands on his waist.

"W-Who are you?" You move away from him, taking a few steps back.

"My name is Ross, I'm looking for my wife Natalie and my son Tobin, they are also lost in this field." Ross sighs, looking around. "I don't even know how long I've been here... If that dog hadn't come in...

"The dog?" You thought and looked at the floor. A few minutes ago, you had seen the body of a dog in an advanced state of decomposition, indicating that a lot of time had passed. "So you're Tobin's father..."

"Have you seen my son?" He raises an eyebrow, looking at you waiting for a positive response.

"No...But I heard his cries for help. The moment I entered in this field, I didn't hear him anymore." You sigh, scratching the back of your neck as you look away from him.

Ross looks down for a moment and then looks back at you.

"We can get together and try to find my family, then we get out of here, what do you think? Ross smiles at you, trying to cheer you up.

You nod, still reluctant but to tell the truth, you had no alternative but to unite with the only person you met in this place.

Ross leads the way, pushing aside the plantation with his strong hands, clearing the path for the two of you.

"Fuck..." You curse as you realize you've sunk your sneakers into the mud, earning a small laugh from Ross. " That's not funny!" You scoff, pulling your dirty shoes out of the mud.

"Somebody help me, please!" Tobin's voice echoes through the leaves, the same voice that is the reason you are here.

"Tobin!" Ross starts running, leaving you behind, trying to follow his son's voice.

You try to follow him but it was too late, the field had already changed your position.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" You stamp your foot on the floor, clenching your hands as you try to control the anger inside you. "When this kid and I get out of here, I'm going to beat the shit out of him...With all due respect, of course."

The rain starts to fall, increasing in intensity as you walk through the grass, trying to find Ross and Tobin.

"If I hadn't taken a vacation, everything would be fine..." You mutter, trying to look up, but the rain only made it difficult for you to see.

You decide to sit on the wet grass, hiding your head between your legs, hugging them in an attempt to keep warm and protect yourself from the rain.

Falling asleep without realizing it, you look up at the sky, noticing the rain had stopped and it was dawning.

"And here we go." You get up with a slight pain in your back, stretching yourself trying to alleviate it. "Besides feeling alone, I feel like an old woman..."

Starting to walk again, you look around, hoping to find something or someone to help you.

Your vision is tired of seeing only grass and daylight, the scorching sun slowly burning your skin, sweat sliding down your forehead and neck, your body warning you of dehydration.

Suddenly, you hear Tobin's voice and two other people, a man and a woman, who you hadn't heard before.

"Hey, can someone help me? I'm lost here!" You look up, your ears focusing on the screams of others.

"That's nothing new since we're all stuck here!" Cal sighs and rolls his eyes.

"Guys, my dog is dead..." Tobin says in a crying voice, not knowing what to do.

"I have an idea! Tobin, keep talking loud so we can all reach you!" You start running in the direction of Tobin's voice, everyone running in the same direction.

You meet Tobin, who was looking at his dead dog in a state of decomposition, Cal and Becky, who appeared to be brothers and who were also lost there and then another man appears, Travis.

"Thank God." Becky smiles, feeling relieved in a way, as she looks at the rest of the group.

"Who are you?" You raise an eyebrow, breathing heavily as you recover from the run you had just done.

"I'm Becky, this is my brother Cal." The woman points to her brother, who was looking at you with a suspicious look. "And this one is Travis...my...ex."

You noticed the change in tone in her voice as you discreetly looked at her pregnant belly, the pieces of the puzzle quickly falling into place inside your mind.

"And you?" Becky looks at the blonde boy while rubbing her belly.

"I'm Tobin..." The boy looks at Becky, Cal and Travis, then turns to you. "I heard your voice, you were with my father, weren't you?

You nod, looking at him. "I thought your father found you." Frowning, you cross your arms.

"I had heard his voice approaching me but suddenly, he disappeared and I remained alone." The boy's loneliness was like a stab in your heart, no one deserves to be alone, especially at his age.

"I'm very sorry." You sigh, lowering yourself to his level as you rub his shoulders in a comforting, almost maternal way. "We're going to find him and when we do, we'll all get out of here."

The tension in the young boy's muscles eases as you comfort him. "Thanks." He waves and smiles.

"Okay, which way?" Cal looks around, looking for a way out.

"I have an idea...Tobin, get on my shoulders." Travis bends down, giving Tobin access to his shoulders. The boy sits on them and slowly, Travis stands up. "Okay, now...Do you see anything?"

Tobin looks in all directions until his gaze finds the church which was on the other side of the road, in front of the field.

"The church! I see it!" Tobin points in its direction and Travis starts walking, followed by the others. "Don't separate from us, not even for a minute."

You nod and the others do the same, following Travis and Tobin as they think about why this strange field exists.

Your mind browsed through your memories, more precisely in the brief moments you had shared with Ross.

Damn, the man was married and already had a son, but oh...He was so handsome. It was as if he were a Greek God...That shirt he was wearing, open on the upper part of his chest, giving access to his curious gazes, those lips that were just the right amount of flesh and his penetrating blue gaze, which seemed to drown out all your thoughts everytime you looked at him. (Aquaman reference, got it? Because Patrick Wilson is Orm and...Yeah, you got it AHEM.)

Your thoughts were interrupted by a loud thump behind you, making you jump and quickly turn around to see what had happened.

Becky had passed out, being surrounded by the group while Cal tried to save her, pressing both hands together on her chest repeatedly.

"What happened?" You ask, not moving closer to give her brother and ex space as they both tried to save her.

"She just fainted, fell..." Travis' chest was breathing heavily as he felt sick.

You looked at her belly, worried about the safety of the baby and the mother.

Suddenly, Ross appears in the tall grass, bending down and trying to save her, successfully.

Becky takes a deep breath and coughs, sitting up and looking at the man in surprise.

"Dad!" Tobin runs into Ross' open arms, who catches him and holds him in a tight hug.

"My son...Are you okay?" Ross looks at the smiling boy, stroking his blonde hair.

The boy nods and looks at the others. "They helped me."

Ross smiles and looks at everyone, his gaze meeting yours, a moment that seemed to pass much slower than usual. "You...Thank you for taking care of my son."

Nodding, you look away as a blush takes over your cheeks. CONCENTRATE!

"I ended up getting to the road but I wasn't going to leave my wife and son here." Ross smiles, hugging Tobin.

"How?" Travis raises an eyebrow, sighing.

"I can only say that it's not a straight line. Where were you all going?" Ross looks at the group, directing his gaze once again to you.

"In the direction of the building." You smile at Tobin's father earning a smile in return.

"Building?"

"We were close..." Cal helps Becky to her feet, looking around.

"Come up again, Tobin." Travis kneels, allowing the blonde to sit on his shoulders again.

He rotates 360°, unable to find the building.

"It disappeared." Tobin continues searching, without success.

"That's how it works around here, but I have a lucky ticket for anyone who wants it." Ross opens his arms, smiling widely at the others.

"You had the chance to get out of here, why didn't you do it?" Travis narrows his eyes, crossing his arms.

"I wasn't going to leave my wife and son here, considering that now, I have you all to save too." He laughs lightly, shaking his head. "Come on, I'll show you the way..."

Ross begins to lead the way, being followed by the others.

Something didn't feel right...The fact that Ross knew how to get out of that place was very strange, but there was nothing you could do but to follow him.

You continued to follow Ross, watching the sky darken quickly, the orange color of the afternoon turning into the dark blue of the night.

Humboldt began to sing, his voice resembling the song of sirens, drawing you more and more with a dangerous melody.

"You have a beautiful voice." You look at Ross, who turns to you, nodding.

"Thanks, I used to be in a band when I was young." Ross smiles and returns to lead the way.

Suddenly, you come across a large black rock in the center of the field, with several drawings contained on it, as if they were describing a ritual.

"We're here." Ross smiles, but this time differently...A mischievous smile.

"What is that?" You ask, pointing to the rock.

"This...It's the stone of redemption...Touch it and you will know everything." Ross moves closer to you, his breath hitting against your cheek. "Touch it."

You swallow hard, approaching the stone, reaching out your hand until...

"STOP!!! DON'T TOUCH THE ROCK!" Natalie shouts, appearing in the center of the field.

"Mom!" Tobin runs towards her, hugging her.

"I don't know what he told you, but it's a lie!" The mother looks at Ross, narrowing her eyes.

"Honey? What happened?" Humboldt tries to get closer.

"DON'T COME CLOSER!" Natalie places Tobin behind her, taking steps back as her gaze shifts to Becky. "You..."

Becky raises her eyebrows in surprise, not recognizing Natalie.

"I saw...I saw...She was...She was..." She breathes heavily, holding back the tears that were about to fall from her eyes.

"She was...She was what? Just say it." Ross's smile gets wider and wider as he looks at his wife.

"She wasn't alive." Natalie turns away, hiding her face with her right hand. "And you were going to hurt me..."

"Hurt you?" Ross frowns. "How can you think something like that? I would never do that, we're together...We're a family, aren't we Travis?" Ross opens his arms and turns to the man.

Becky suddenly begins to feel severe pains in her stomach, squirming as Cal and Travis rub her back.

An image comes to her mind, Ross was in the middle of the grass, his eyes were completely white as if there was no soul there, as if he was being controlled by the field, a wide smile spread across his face as he lowered his head.

Becky comes back to reality, looking at Ross.

"Let's go." Her gaze becomes serious, taking steps back. "Now."

You frown, looking at everyone there. Certainly, something wasn't right there and the only thing you wanted at that moment was to get out of there.

"Want to come with us?" Travis looks at Natalie and Tobin, who nod but don't move when they see Ross has positioned himself in front of them.

"No...You don't understand...You have to touch the stone!" Ross smiles, trying to mislead them. "But I just don't understand one thing...How did you find us? Why are you here?" Ross narrows his eyes, frowning as he points at Natalie. "The field wouldn't let you find us...Unless..." The pieces fit together in Ross's mind. "This isn't about you..." He opens his eyes wide in realization. "It's about me."

He turns to the stone, his breathing increasing more and more.

"You want the hard sell? Sure, that's fine with me." He shrugs and is then surprised by Travis, who jumps on him, punching him in the face.

"Run!!!" Travis screams as he continues to punch him.

Tobin runs ahead of Natalie, managing to get away from his father, but it was too late for his mother.

Ross elbows Travis in the face, making him fall and then grabs Natalie, who screams as she tries to escape her husband's hands.

"MOM!!!" Tobin tries to go back to her, but is held back by Becky.

You stand there, motionless next to Cal, looking at Ross in shock.

Ross begins squeezing both sides of Natalie's head, causing her to bleed as she looks at her son.

"No...Son, don't worry...It's just grass and all flesh is grass." Ross increases the strength in his hands, crushing Natalie's head, causing blood to spray everywhere.

Ross's face was covered in blood, as were his clothes, mixing with the mud and sweat present on his body.

"RUN!" Travis manages to get up and starts running, Becky; Cal and Tobin leading the way.

You look at Ross, your gaze focused on the blood present on his face. Humboldt noticed your gaze and smiled at you, licking his lips, savoring the taste of iron and then, winking at you.

"Let's go!" Travis pulls your arm, making you follow him as you all ran away from Ross, not knowing where to go.

"You have nowhere to run!" Ross shouts, still standing in the center of the field, not even bothering to follow you all.

You find an abandoned store and decide to enter it, trying to hide from Ross, but deep down you knew there was no way out.

Tobin hugs Becky, looking at the ground. "He's right, we're all grass."

You look at the boy, thinking about what you could do to help them.

"If we stay here, he'll find us and it'll be worse." Travis sighs, placing his hands on his waist.

"And what do we do?" Becky looks at her ex, waiting for an answer.

Freddy, Tobin's dog, passes through an isolated patch of tall grass, then disappears.

"What? Where did he go?" Cal asks, still looking out the window.

Seconds later, Freddy appears on the road, heading towards the church.

"There's a gap there, like a wormhole. That's where we have to go, let's go!" Travis smiles, feeling a twinge of hope in his chest.

You had stopped paying attention to others a long time ago, as your mind was focused on something else: Ross.

That moment when he licked his lips and winked at you flirtatiously kept replaying in your head. The way he breathed, the way he spoke, the way he smiled... Oh, how extremely delicious he was.

And the blood giving a final touch to that man's personality, an aggressive but erotic touch at the same time, how could that be possible? You thought.

Is this unhealthy? You questioned yourself. The fact that you were attracted to a person who had just killed your partner in front of you and everyone but who smiled and winked at you, especially you...Was it a bad thing?

You stopped and thought, wondering if it was the field that was making you think these things.

You snapped out of your trance when you noticed everyone leaving the store, heading towards the "gap."

"Hey, wait for m-" You froze as you felt a strong hand grab your shoulder, forcing you to turn around.

"Do you know what your mistake is?" Ross looks at you with a calculating look, his breath hitting your lips. "It's the simple fact that you all think that one day you will leave this place." He smiles menacingly, stroking your cheek.

You start to run as fast as you can, pushing through the tall grass with your hands, reluctantly looking back and realizing that this time, Ross was running after you.

You try to speed up your steps, running tirelessly, the dose of adrenaline increasing within your blood.

You look back again, Ross was no longer there. When you turn around, you are surprised by him, who jumps on top of you, pinning you to the ground with his weight while holding both your hands together above your head.

You squirm, not noticing that your movements caused Ross's erection to grow inside his brown pants.

"I'm impressed." Ross smiles widely, referring to the race. The moonlight hitting your skin, highlighting every detail of your bodies.

You can't focus on anything other than Ross's bloodied face, which was very close to yours.

"I noticed the way you look at me, you're attracted to me, aren't you sweetie?" Ross kisses your neck, making you sigh and close your eyes for a brief second.

"The grass knows everything, and it told me that you want to feel me inside you." He licks a stripe that starts on your neck and ends on your cheek, leaving a trail of saliva mixed with blood. "You want to be mine, don't you?"

You swallow hard, your chest going down and up repeatedly in a short period of time.

Ross's gaze goes lower and lower, stopping at your breasts, noticing your hard nipples from the contact between your two bodies.

Ross continues to trap your hands with his left hand and with his right, he lifts your tank top, causing your breasts to pop out.

"Round and perfect." He caresses your belly, his hand exploring the small stretch marks on your waist, then going higher, caressing your breasts and feeling the stretch marks also present there and squeezing your nipples, playing with them, making you moan and arch your back.

Your mind becomes empty, being once again filled entirely by him.

Humboldt lowers his face, licking the place under your belly button, moving up while his tongue tastes your soft skin until he reaches your breasts, taking one nipple in his mouth, caressing the other with his free hand.

You moan louder, arching your back and grinding against him, yearning for more.

He separates his face from your breasts, looking back at you.

"So beautiful." He kisses you fervently, as if he’s needy.

Your tongues mingle, a strange feeling in your stomach area taking over you as you feel his erection get bigger and harder.

He kisses your neck again, giving small bites there, intensifying the pleasure.

You could swear he would make you come right there, without even penetrating you.

He kneels down next to you, stopping his grip on your hands to see if you would react, but you didn't.

You did absolutely nothing, just stood there...Waiting for him to continue.

Ross seeing this, took off your pants, looking at your panties, completely wet. He smiled and positioned himself in front of her face, unbuttoning his pants, releasing his cock wet with pre-cum.

"Be a good girl and help me with this." Ross began to masturbate in front of her face, placing the tip of his penis between her lips.

You took his penis in your hands and started licking the tip, eliciting a loud moan from Ross, who looked at you while stroking your hair.

Your tongue began to work at the base, sucking the man's balls and caressing the hair on top, tracing a path over the veins that ran from the beginning to the end of his dick.

Oh, and his dick was huge. It was full of veins, with some hair at its base, it was...perfect.

Your mouth opened and you sheltered him in your heat and wetness, the sensation sending shivers down Ross's spine as yet another moan escaped the man's lips.

You knelt as you worked on his pleasure, the head of his cock hitting the back of your throat, making tears run down your cheeks as you tried not to choke.

Ross wiped one of her tears with his thumb, taking it to his mouth and sucking it, feeling the salty taste.

"Mmhm, keep going baby...I'm about to come." He throws his head back, his hips start to move at the same time as he fucks your throat.

You stay like that for a few more seconds until he comes and spills his hot seed inside your mouth.

Before you could do anything, he lifts your chin with his fingers and smiles.

“Swallow~” He licks his lips, waiting for you to do as he asked.

You swallow, closing your eyes and opening your mouth, sticking your tongue out, showing that you've swallowed.

"Good girl." He kisses your cheek, feeling proud.

He pushes you to the ground again, your back meeting the muddy grass as he takes off your panties and drops his mouth onto your wet pussy.

You moan at the contact of his tongue with your pussy, sinking your hand into the mud that surrounded you.

"Mmhm, how delicious." Ross opens your pussy with his index and middle fingers making a "V" shape, penetrating you with his tongue.

Your back arches unconsciously as your loud moans echo over the plantation.

You hear the strong wind blow over the tall grass, which was moving calmly, hearing voices that seem to whisper in your ear phrases like:

"You belong here."

"You are his now and his alone."

"You are grass, all flesh is grass."

Ross lifts your legs, making your lower back rise as well, giving access to your ass.

He licks and bites one of your cheeks before sinking his lips to your other hole, his eyes focused on your face.

You close your hand in the man's brown hair, moaning and moving your hips to match Humboldt's actions.

After a few minutes, you end up squirting into his mouth, making him laugh lightly and swallow your juices.

He pulls away from you, breathing heavily.

"This way, you'll finish me off." He smiles and gets up, putting his dick inside his pants then picking you up in his arms and carrying you to the rock.

You rest your head on his chest, closing your eyes as you try to recover.

"I'm not done yet, honey." He kisses your cheek as he continues to carry you.

You return to the center of the field, the grass stops moving.

He gently puts you on your feet and holds your hands, bringing you to the stone.

"Touch her, baby." He whispers in your ear. "And we will be one, forever." He nibbles on your earlobe, playing with it with his teeth.

You move closer to the stone, extending your hands until they meet the cold surface of the rock.

The sky turns crimson, as if there were an eclipse, you feel the grass embrace your arms, slowly consuming you.

Ross hugs you from behind, one hand goes down, passing over your breasts, feeling your belly and reaching your pussy.

You moan again, rubbing your bare ass against his clothed cock.

Ross's skilled fingers begin to work on your intimacy, providing you pleasure at the same time that your hands remain connected to the stone. After a few seconds, he takes his dick out of his pants, pulling them down.

He turns you around, lifting your legs, resting them on his forearms while his hands find the stone behind you, each on the side of your shoulders, making your pussy exposed as your back meets the surface. ice cold from the stone.

He gives you a long kiss, your tongues battling for territory, mixing blood and saliva as he begins to penetrate you with strong thrusts.

The sudden entrance made you scream and close your eyes tightly, resting your hands on his shoulders, the sky was completely red and the grass was laughing, witnessing the intimate moment shared between you.

He continues to give strong thrusts inside your pussy, your ass slapping against his hips, making wet and erotic sounds, feeling you close around him while your moans mix in the air.

"I will fill you with my semen, you will have my child and we will be a happy family." He whispers in your ear as he continues to penetrate you.

You caress both of his cheeks as you nod, closing your eyes as you both reach your peak.

"Oh my..." You roll your eyes back, feeling his warm seed fill your insides, the promise of a new life being made.

He takes a deep breath, resting his forehead against yours as he smiles.

"My dear..." He kisses your forehead, leaving another trail of blood on your face.

"Now you are mine."

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Thanks for reading!

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joshlmbrt · 1 month

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‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ OUT OF THE FIRE | r. humboldt x r

cw; scary themes, follows the theme of the movie.

an; first ross oneshot !! i hope you all enjoy <3 im hoping to do more with this character with other storylines!

Your chest heaves with shallow breaths, your legs burning from the running you’ve done trying to get out of the large field of grass.

There were scratch marks over your biceps from where you’ve scratched at the itching it causes, skin sticky with sweat, feet feeling as if they’re blistered from the boots you wear - toes raw from rubbing up against the inside.

You finally stop, shaky hands resting on bent knees as you hunch over. You can feel the uncomfortable wet feeling that gathers down your spine, your tank top sticking to your skin.

You want to rip both your top and skin off.

You curse your car for breaking down right beside the church that stays still on the other side of the field - where you wanted to be and should’ve stayed.

You curse yourself for following the sounds of the little boy who yelled for help who had now completely gone silent. You suddenly realize just how quiet everything was.

The grass that rustles against one another in the summer breeze, your own breathing, the sounds of any other life. It was eerily quiet.

The kind of quiet that makes your hand on the back of your neck stand, the kind that makes your heart speed up just a bit, the kind that has you looking in every direction, feeling like you're looking over something.

Someone.

Your back straightens, your arms fall to the side as your eyes finally land on a rock in a small open space. Your eyes linger on the object, blistered feet carrying you towards it.

Articulate cravings catch in the moonlight, your hand slowly reaching out to brush against the rock.

“Do it,” A deep voice causes you to jump, hand flinching away as you turn and look over your shoulder. “It shows you the way out.”

Your brows pinch together in confusion as you stare at the man - sweat stains cover his salmon colored shirt, khakis dirty with mud that had dried and started to slightly flake.

“I-I’m sorry. Who are you?”

“Ross Humboldt,” His eyes linger on the rock before darting towards you. His feet start to slowly inch towards you. “Have you ever felt,” He pauses, a deep breath sucked in before releasing slowly. “powerful?”

You shake your head, stumbling back an inch and swallowing - you slightly wince from the dry feeling. “N-no…”

He inhales deeply, blue eyes tracing over your figure. The moonlight highlights the shine of sweat that was layered on your skin and contours your cheekbone.

Your hair was slightly greasy, but that didn’t stop him from reaching towards you, fingernails dirty with earth trace over the shape of your face.

Your heart spikes, hands clenching at your side. You’re not for sure why you’re letting this man touch you when you can’t even find the way out.

His fingers trace down the side of your neck and towards your shoulder, a small tilt of his head. “Do you want to feel powerful?” He steps closer. “All knowing?”

The thought has never occurred to you at all. But the way his voice - deep and gentle - says it, has you nodding.

Goosebumps raise across your arm once more when his fingers wrap around your wrist, tracing the visible vein.

He lowers his head slightly. “Touch it,” He whispers. “Then only we will know.”

Your eyes linger on his, before your head slowly turns and you look over your shoulder at the rock. Your hand slowly lifts, hovering over the ragged stone.

“That’s it…” He whispers, warm breath fanning your cheek. Your hair is pushed behind your shoulder, the breeze hitting the side of your cheek is suddenly cooler when your hand finally presses over the rock.

Your eyes widen, breath sucked out from your chest. Images of crimson dot your vision - Ross grins when he watches your body seize up, shoulders lifting slightly.

You gasp again, knees buckling. Arms catch you before you can hit the ground, rough palms cradling your jaw. Your chest heaves as you realize everything is foggy and you can’t really see anything.

Ross’ eyes dart back and forth between the milky shine over your eyes, a smile lifting at the corner of his mouth. “You did so good.”

His voice sounds like it’s underwater, but his touch seems to ground you. His thumb presses near the corner of your mouth.

When you blink again, everything is clearer. The fog has gone from your vision.

A conniving smile makes you almost melt to the ground as you stare at him. “Good job,” He praises. “Now we are the all-knowing.”

patrick wilson tag; @scarstarved, @fear-is-truth

— @joshlmbrt 2024

‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ thank you for reading. reblogs, comments, likes, requests, & feedback is always welcomed & appreciated.

#cherry writes ✿#ross humboldt x fem!reader #ross humboldt x reader #patrick wilson x fem!reader #patrick wilson x reader

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sthefany16 · 2 months

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Please🙏🙏😭

I'm begging for any kind of smut fanfic about Patrick Wilson and his characters, Hard sex, face fucking, cum, virgin reader, age difference, height difference, angry sex, dom/sub, spanking...(Literally everything) Use your creativity surprise me.I need this, I accept everything plis🙏🙏😭��️

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doormatty3 · 4 months

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Would you do a Ross (In The Tall Grass) x Reader fic? (Smut) I have been searching for one and can’t find anything so far and I love your writing style 😭

First of all: Thank you <3 and yes! I'm totally down for it... There are still a few I'm currently working on so it may be a bit - but it's on the list. And it's gonna be pretty.. well dark and kinky

#patrick wilson #patrick wilson x reader #patrick wilson smut #in the tall grass #ross Humboldt

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tawneybel · 3 months

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2024 Reader Insert Smut Masterlist

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Walter de Ville from The Invitation

Winnie, Piglet, Tigger, and Owl from Winnie the Pooh: Blood and Honey 2

Oswald Cobblepot and Ed Nygma from Gotham

Walter De Ville from The Invitation

Calux and Lucas Moreno from Truth or Dare

Ross Humboldt from In the Tall Grass

Serleena from Men in Black II

Gorman from The Walking Dead

Lalo Salamanca from Better Call Saul

Top 10 Hottest Characters, Part XIX

Eddie Munson and Vecna from Stranger Things 4

Diego from Saw X

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hoewkeyesblue · 4 years

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seriously tho

why the fuck does NO ONE write for patrick wilson’s characters. or patrick wilson himself.

holy fuckin shit

this man is the love of my life and i spent the last two days searching for something to read with him

i found NOTHING

n o t h i n g

i’m so sad. someone give this man the love he deserves.

PLEASE

i’d GADLY write for him if my english was any better - but it’s not.

brb gonna cry

#im sorry #but he is the love of my life???#i dont know what to do #patrick wilson #patrick wilson x reader #ed warren #ed warren x reader #josh lambert #josh lambert x reader #ross humboldt #ross humboldt x reader #the conjuring #insidious #in the tall grass

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ariana-maryse · 4 years

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Ross Humboldt Headcanons

(For anon)

WARNING: NSFW BELOW

Loves talking dirty to you. He can get pretty creative with the things he says, too, and switches it up so it’s not repetitive.

Ross has a lot of stamina so grab yourself a coconut water and some snacks because it’s going to be a long day/night/mid afternoon.

Experimental as hell. You can suggest almost anything and he’ll try it; bondage, exhibitionism, roleplay, damn near anything.

Thoroughly enjoys remote control toys in public. You’ve got a work function? He’s gonna grab that remote, boo. He loves to see you flustered.

Prefers positions that’ll let him be on top. He won’t vehemently object to you riding him, but he wants to be in control.

Switches between praise and degradation. It depends entirely on the mood for the day - for both of you. Sometimes a little bit of both simultaneously.

Ross wants to leave marks on you; to show anyone that can see that you’re his. Whether it be teeth marks on your shoulder or ligature marks on your wrists, it’ll give him a kick to see the physical evidence of your passion.

He prefers for you to have the smallest amount of clothing left on when you’re getting down. He really likes the contrasting appearance and feeling of skin versus cloth.

#in the tall grass #in the tall grass hc #in the tall grass reader insert #ross humboldt #ross humboldt hc #ross humboldt x reader #in the tall grass headcanon #ross humboldt headcanon #headcanons #Headcanon #patrick wilson #patrick wilson x reader #patrick wilson headcanons #hc #hcs #ross humboldt headcanons

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joshlmbrt · 7 days

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request; ‘Ross Humboldt: During a long one person road trip, you pull over to the side of the road to sleep -- right by a field of tall grass. You dream of a very strange encounter/conversation with a certain someone...’ - @thetobinspiritguide

an; thank you for this request again !!! i’m so sorry it took forever for me to get too - ur josh lambert one inspired a different one i’ll be working on, so i’ll be getting to that one as well! w; ross being hot BUT creepy

your eyes are heavy with a sleepiness that you never thought you could achieve. with one glance at the clock - which reads 2:55 in the morning - you’re yawning.

there hasn’t been any cars pass by you, or even go around you in a hurry. your radio had gone staticky, cutting in and out in a way that made goosebumps raise on your skin.

you’d turned it off two hours ago and driving in silence was no better.

there’s a church you notice in the distance and the sound of thunder catches your attention with a lick of lightening that flashes across the beautiful abandoned building and a tall field of grass that needed to be cut down drastically.

pulling into the gravel parking lot, you notice more cars there - broken down, vandalized ones. you park closer to the exit, eyes nervously scoping the area.

you don’t know which is better. having someone there with you?

or being totally alone?

killing the engine, you grab the blanket that is in a heap next to you as you recline the seat back. if there were a reason to leave early, you didn’t want to move and lie in the backseat.

curling up and releasing one last yawn, your eyes slowly shut. in no means was it a comfortable position to sleep, but you found your self falling asleep quick.

there’s a certain thing that dots around the corner of your eyes - a red color, almost the same shade as blood. maybe a little darker.

and you smell sweat. rain.

you feel something prickle at your skin and feel something smoosh between your toes. looking down, you notice it’s the mud.

your confused by how you’re suddenly barefoot and changed in a simple white gown.

your horrified by what coats it along with your hands.

slowly lifting up your hands, blood trails down close to your elbow. your fingers bend and rub it into your palm.

“i’m so glad you’re here.”

the voice belongs to a male - it sounds smooth like honey, but echoey like he was a ghost. your eyes trail up and the sudden light that brightens up the sky with a loud noise that shakes the ground highlights him.

he’s buff. the shirt he wears is a salmon color with a sweat stain around the collar. his skin is dewy with sweat from the humidity that hangs in the air.

there’s something interesting about his eyes - they’re a milky color. the smile he wears is something sweet but also predatory.

the grass seems to form and bend to him.

he seems to be amazed by you and the way you stand clueless by this stranger who had found you in what seemed like a maze from outside.

“you’re the key.”

there’s a gasp that leaves you when you hear another sound of thunder. shooting up in your seat, your glancing down at your arms and the clothes that you knew you were still in when you pulled over to take a small rest.

your eyes glance at the clock. 12:00 in the afternoon.

“what?” you mutter to yourself, wiping at your heavy eyes. but that still didn’t change the time on the clock.

sitting up straighter, you lift the seat and glance over at the grass that gently waves in the wind outside. seemingly inviting you inside.

you shake your head, dropping your blanket back onto the other seat. starting the engine, you back out.

glancing both ways, you notice another car pulling into the church. glancing over, your eyes connect with icy blue ones.

mouth parting, he seems to realize you as well.

‘you’re the key.’

#cherry writes ✿#ross humboldt x fem!reader #ross humboldt x reader #patrick wilson x reader

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joshlmbrt · 2 months

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PATRICK WILSON CHARACTER LIST LINKS

JOSH LAMBERT INSIDIOUS • ED WARREN THE CONJURING • ORM MARIUS AQUAMAN • RAOUL DE CHAGNY PHANTOM OF THE OPERA • ROSS HUMBOLDT IN THE TALL GRASS • WALTER STACKHOUSE A KIND OF MURDER • BRIAN HARPER MOONFALL • DAVID LETS KILL WARD’S WIFE •

#patrick wilson x reader #josh lambert x fem!reader #josh lambert x reader #ed warren x fem!reader #ed warren x reader #orm marius x fem!reader #orm marius x reader #raoul de chagny x reader #ross humboldt x reader

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nyxfleuret · 1 month

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Can someone please make bots of Ross Humboldt on character.ai? I NEED HIM!!!!!!

#in the tall grass #ross humboldt #ross humboldt x reader #patrick wilson characters #patrick wilson #character ai

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sthefany16 · 1 day

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Imagine...✨🤯

Can someone write a smut where Patrick and Y/n are filming a movie together and one day he sees her and gets a hard-on and goes to take a shower to calm down, but Y/n ends up seeing him masturbating, calling her name and decides to help him. with A little age difference, height difference, f and m masturbation, oral sex, male reception, spanking, pussy slapping, deep throat, facial fuck, hard sex, hair pulling,sex in the shower, cum swallowing and whatever else you want. Pleaseeee😭🙏🙏🙏🛐🛐🫣😍😍