Where I come to indulge in my fantasies about fictional, sexy, murderous, evil men and women 🌹 My hyperfuxation is The Hellcrew Project but I like creepypasta too. please read this post for information! I am slow to post. Mostly I write NSFW but don't hesitate to send SFW asks! Please tell me or make it clear if you are requesting sfw or NSFW. Do not request NSFW of you are under 18, I will block you!
★ Kayla
★ she/her
★ bi
★ 25
★ i only speak english
★ likes: music, reading, horror, my bed, cats, pizza, tea, rainy days, day dreaming, writing, sweaters, smutty fanfic, dying my hair
★ dislikes: loud places, loud people, rude people, jeans (i firmly believe in sweatpants supremacy), fandom discourse, hot weather, drama, fan police, virtue signaling, driving (it scares me)
★ do not talk to me about any drama or discourse
★ do not talk to me about politics. this blog is a place for me to escape the stress of the world.
★ i am very shy
★ if your behavior makes me uncomfortable i will block you
★ please do not send pictures of yourself or tell me personal things
★ minors do not interact with any NSFW content I post and do not message me either
★ creepypasta
★ the hellcrew project
★ anything I feel like
★ i take requests
★ character x you
★ fem!reader, male!reader, gn!reader
★ character x character
★ headcanons
★ imagine scenarios
★ one shots
★ au
★ OOC
★ omegaverse
★ i will write smut, romance, platonic, comedy, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, dark topics, and much more.
CREEPYPASTA
★ Jeff the Killer
★ Eyeless Jack
★ Laughing Jack
★ Jane the Killer
★ Nina the Killer
★ Clockwork
★ Bloody Painter
★ Kagekao
★ Julius the Dressmaker*
★ The Puppeteer
★ Jason the Toymaker
★ Killian Lynch*
★ Candy Pop
★ Ben Drowned
★ Homicidal Liu
★ Ticci Toby
THE HELLCREW
★ Julius Doherty*
★ Killian Lynch*
★ Nevan Walsh
★ Cian Lynch
★ Devlin Doherty
★ Octavian Doherty
★ Rian Doherty
(* Because Julius and Killian are creepypastas and in Hellcrew, I listed them under both)
if you want a character that isn't listed, feel free to ask but no promises (applies for both creepypasta and Hellcrew)
★ character x OC
★ any OCs in general (sorry!)
★ smut involving minors
★ adult x minor
★ trans!reader, this is only because i am not educated enough to write this. I fully support trans folks and do not want to unknowingly write something that may be offensive to a trans person!
★ anything i dont feel comfortable with or don't want to write
My hypothesis about physical relations in the Hellcrew
PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THESE ARE THEORIES NOT CANON UNLESS CONFIRMED BY SANITY AND THAT WHATEVER NASTY SHIT I PUT HERE IS NOT STUFF I SUPPORT.
Julius:
WHAT WE KNOW CANONICALLY:
- is married to Killian
- was hooking up with Nevan while alive
- He and Kelly did it once but he was under the influence so it was non consensual.
- Was heavily abused by Luce
WHAT I THEORIZE:
- We know that Julius wasn't attracted to Devlin or Octavian (while they were children) so I think that he and them probably have done things together or at least have had ideas
- Still hooks up with Nevan
- does stuff to his sister's body. (He's a necrophiliac so I mean???)
- I also think he probably did something with Luce too, but it may be stretch. (Pls don't hate me)
Doherty Brothers (Devlin and Vivi):
WHAT WE KNOW CANONICALLY:
- Vivi is in a relationship with Sullivan
- Devlin is in a relationship with Cian
- Vivi is a sex worker, however is committed emotionally to Sullivan
- The coffin of Dev and Vivi is a thing (I knew that fuckass door had a lock on it!!!)
What I theorize:
- They did those things together kind of for the same reason Ashley and Andrew did those things (ifykyk). Mostly put of being heavily dependent on each other
- Have both done or at least thought about doing stuff with Julius as adults.
- Devlin might have a crush on Killian????
The Lynches:
WHAT WE KNOW CANONICALLY
- Killian has put a lot of distance between him and Cian for some reason
- Cian was abused by Luce as well as his stepfather
- Killian is married to Julius
-Cian is in a relationship with Devlin
- Cian has a really weird and uncomfortable obsession with Killian
WHAT I THEORIZE:
-Cian is...attracted to Killian
-My main theory is that Cian has tried to act on that and it freaked Killian out so much he put that distance between them
-I also think that maybe Killian has thought about it in an intrusive thought kind of way
*SIGHHHHHH* okay, that's all I have right now cus I need to think about the others more but just please know that I don't support any inc*st or 🍇 of any kind and that these are THEORIES.
I am sick of this fandom only caring about Toby. Likes thats all the fandom cares about its so annoying.
"Oh but the same thing happened with jeff-"
Well no! Its true he was severely popular and still is but the difference is all kinds of characters were still gaining attention. You had jeff, but people still cared about ben, laughing jack, lost silver, Nurse ann, nina, etc. It wasn't JUST toby. Now the fanfic only gets popular if its toby. Only fanart of toby really matters.
He's SEVERELY mischaracterize and only liked because of his looks and the fact he's headcanoned as submissive. Whereas Jeff was popular because of his looks, AND people cared about his dynamic to en extent. He inspired so much, he was actually scary to many people, he's a literal legend and I'm not trying to glaze he genuinely did so much for the community. I love that another character is popular but he's the ONLY one the new fandom seems to care about, and not understanding his character at all...see what i mean?
Can the fandom PLEASE start caring about other characters too? Yall complain its the same few characters we're recycling, but there are HUNDREDS of characters that could be so much more interesting.
An imaginary friend who reflects the personality of his owner!?
A killer who makes art with his victims!?
A demon lord who uses magic and creates demonic spawns!?
A zombie nurse using a chainsaw!?
Like come on there are so many fucking cooler concepts. I'm not saying you cant like Toby or you can't dislike the others but he's not the only one in the fandom god damn. I do think newer oc's are cool as an oc creator myself but first let's develop our older characters too.
I’d like to preface that I really don’t agree with any of the bigoted/right-wing/redpill things said in this fic. I just wrote down what I thought each person would say.
Word count: 1914
TW: mentions of pedophila (past), incest (past and NOT sexualized/romanticized) and vulgar language
All characters belong to @sanityshorror
It had been a hot minute since everyone had agreed to all show up at Julius's place for dinner outside of a holiday setting. Of course, the one exception being Luce, who Killian had banned from coming (which was honestly pretty wise considering the events that would take place). But nonetheless, pretty much everyone was there, and they were being civil.
Sullivan and Duvessa were on the couch, gossiping about the outfits they’d seen when the Met Gala aired just the weekend before, Octavian was laughing his ass off with Devlin and Killian, Nevan and Kelly were chatting near the window, and Rian, Cian, and Julius were all in the kitchen getting things ready for dinner.
Cian, who was standing at the stove, taking care of the gravy, looked over his shoulder to see the two brothers laughing about something quietly. He allowed himself a smile, happy to see Julius getting along with Rian for once in a blue moon.
The conversation between the two brothers was lighthearted, treading on the line of being friendly.
“I made Nevan promise he’d behave today,” Rian said with a smile, “Or else he’s not getting a thing from me when we get home,”
Julius let out a ‘pffft’ and shook his head, “I’m sure he would as long as Killian keeps his mouth shut…but I think you and I both know that’s never happening. Hell would have to freeze over and then some.”
The idea of Killian finally shutting up made the two of them nearly fall into a pile of giggles.
From their left, they heard Cian clear his throat, “Looks like the food’s ready?” Cian said with a grin as he looked between the usually quarreling siblings.
“Oh! Right-” Rian said and went out to peek into the living room.
“Come get food!” He shouted quickly and immediately scurried back into the kitchen.
The chatter in the living room stopped as they all got up to get food.
The clambering of plates and utensils filled the kitchen as everyone served themselves. There was enough food for everyone to have a generous serving size, and even Julius had a small bowl of mashed potatoes for himself.
Now seated at the dining table, Killian at the head, and to Killian’s left, Julius, Octavian, Sullivan, and Duvessa, and to his right, Cian, Devlin, Rian, and Kelly, and on the other side of the table, Nevan, they were all ready to eat.
As everyone took their first bites of food, sounds of pleasure and satisfaction rang out from the majority of them, Kelly saying one of their new favorite phrases as of late, “My compliments to the chef.”
It was only Duvessa who crossed her arms and rolled her eyes- Which Rian noticed and shot her a quick glare- before scooting her chair closer to Nevan’s.
Silence and the scraping of forks and ceramic filled the room as everyone dug into their food. To Killian’s right, however, Devlin leaned over to whisper something into Cian’s ear and Cian’s face became slightly flushed, though he kept a straight face.
“Care to share with the class?” Octavian teased as he looked across the table at his younger brother, which got a round of small laughs from almost everyone, though Duvessa just huffed.
“Oh, I was just sayin’ that-OW!” Devlins started non-chalantly, but was quickly cut off as Cian sharply elbowed him.
Devlin rubbed his now probably bruised forearm and looked up at his boyfriend with a smirk, “Jeez, baby, I was just gonna tell em’ I said that the rolls look great.”
That earned a disgusted “ugh” from Duvessa and Nevan, an annoyed groan from Killian, and an absolutely mortified look from Cian.
“Can someone change the subject? Like right the fuck now?” Kelly begged.
“Sure!” Killian immediately piped up, “Country’s fuckin’ fallin’ to pieces. And I blame the man in the office and his little friends.”
It was Julius’s turn to roll his eyes and Sullivan followed suit as well as scrubbing hand over their face.
“For once, can we just not-” Sullivan tried to say but was quickly cut off by Octavian.
“It’s a fuckin’ cult and I fuckin’ know it but everyone’s too much of a sheep to see it!” He declared.
“Might as well fuckin’ be,” Killian nodded with a shit eating grin.
From across the table, Nevan, who had been awfully quiet, spoke up, “Maybe it’s not the people in office, I mean, they are just trying to clean up the country,” He suggested while looking Killian dead in the eye.
“The fuck do ya’ mean clean it up?” Killian inquired, leaning back in his chair and looking up nose at Nevan.
“Oh you know…just what the whole presidency’s been about…getting rid of illegals, cleaning up the streets…”
If it was possible, the silence in the room got louder.
The clinking of silverware that once filled the room had now vacated and what was left was an uncomfortable intensity that could be popped with a sewing needle.
“The fuck did you just say?” Killian asked, leaning forward.
“Killy, not now…” Julius whispered.
“No no, Julius, it’s fine,” Nevan said, leaning forward as well, “Clearly, the bastard didn’t hear me. I said they’re getting rid of illegals, and therefore, cleaning up the fucking streets,”
The look of disgust and confusion on Killian’s face was enough to give everyone a clue to what he was thinking before he said it.
“Ya’ fuckin’ realize that almost everyone in this fuckin’ room is a fuckin’ immigrant, right? Or is all that vodka from over the fuckin’ years finally seepin’ into that piece of shit you call a brain?”
“Yeah, but all of them, except for two, are legal,” Nevan observed, pointing his fork between Killian and Cian.
“Well how fuckin’ astute of ya,” Cian muttered.
“I dunno, I just find it interesting that two of the biggest crime bosses in American history are both illegal. Just food for thought,” Nevan noted with an obnoxious bite of food off his fork.
Cian’s eye twitched and Killian ground his teeth together.
“That doesn’t really make sense though…” Kelly, who was to the left of Nevan, mumbled while looking at their plate, “I mean, you’re in the mob too, and an immigrant…legal or not,”
Nevan, now feeling a twinge of betrayal at his best friend siding with Killian, didn’t even spare Kelly a glance before addressing them.
“Hm. Well I guess I can’t blame you of all people for thinking that way,”
Kelly lifted their head slightly and looked over at Nevan with a look of bewilderment, “The fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“Oh, I just mean that when it comes to people in your case with a history of inbreeding in their family…mental deficiencies aren’t too uncommon.”
Kelly could only stare at Nevan as the brown-haired man went back to eating his meal all too non-chalantly.
Something in Kelly’s chest stung, though they weren’t sure what it was, and their cheeks began to burn hot as they looked at their friend.
Rian put his hand on Kelly’s, “Kelly, don’t listen to him, he’s just being an ass-”
Kelly ripped their hand from under Rian’s and stood up abruptly, their chair falling back from the force.
“If anyone here is fuckin’ metally deficient, it’s you if ya think no one fuckin’ knows just how much of a Goddamned fuckin’ faggot ya are!” They spat before stomping away down the stairs of the apartment, out the door, and into the cool Boston air.
“Kelly, wait-” Rian called after his friend before turning to look at Nevan, “Why the FUCK would you say that?!”
Rather than Nevan answering, Duvessa spoke up for him.
“I mean, Nevan has a point…inbreeding can fuck anyone’s thinking process up. And, quite frankly, we all know what Kelly was doing with his sister in that basement for 16 years, so why would it be any surprise that his thinking might be flawed?”
“Duvessa, you need to stop,” Sullivan snapped, but unfortunately, their friend continued.
“But you know who could help with that? Luce. Isn’t that right, Julius?” Duvessa asked with a sickeningly sweet smile in the dressmaker’s direction.
“Shut yer cum filled mouth, ya whore,” Killian sneered before his husband could answer.
“What? I’m just saying!” She giggled maliciously.
From the other side of the table, Julius’s hands trembled slightly, which he hid in his lap.
“If anyone here needs to go visit a fuckin’ psychiatrist, it’s you Duvessa! And ya know what? You and Luce are just meant for each other!" Rian blurted.
“Oh? How so?” Duvessa challenged.
“Well you both like em’ pretty fuckin’ young for starters,” Rian snarled.
That was what made everyone at the table freeze.
“What? We all know it.” Rian confirmed, putting his elbows on the table, “Luce is a fucking pedo for starters, Julius is dead proof of that-”
“Rian, just give it up-” Octavian butt in.
Rian raised his voice over his eldest brothers’, “all I’m saying is, is that a 15 year old boy is a pretty fucking interesting choice-”
“Rian, shut the fuck up,” Devlin hissed as he kicked his younger brother under the table.
“Ow! I’m not finished!”
“WELL BE FUCKIN’ FINISHED!” Cian roared.
Everyone’s heads snapped to the blonde’s direction.
“Just shut up, Rian,” Cian said coldly, “quit making your problem with her everyone fuckin’ else’s.”
“I never should’ve fuckin’ invited you,” Julius murmured, though his eyes looked lost as he stared at his cold, untouched bowl of mashed potatoes.
“Why are you saying that like it’s my fault?!” Rian asked, tears starting to come to his eyes.
“Oh, fuck this,” Cian gave up, throwing his napkin onto his plate before getting up and stomping off to his bedroom and slamming the door.
“See what you fuckin’ did?!” Devlin accused, motioning at the empty chair his boyfriend was once sitting in.
“What I did?” Rian sputtered, astonished at the blame now falling onto him.
“Yes! What you did!” he confirmed, “and you!” Devlin pointed at Nevan, “you just don’t know when to keep your mouth fucking shut! Or keep your SLUT under control!”
It was now Devlin’s turn to get up from the table, going to he and Cian’s bedroom, though not before grabbing a bottle of wine from off the table.
“Jesus fuckin’ Christ,” Killian groaned as he leaned back in his chair and rubbed a hand over his face.
Killian looked over to his left, where Julius was sitting, still staring at his bowl, though his posture had gotten smaller.
“I think it’d be best if…everyone just went home for the night…” Killian said quietly before turning to his husband and taking Julius’s hands into his.
Octavian stood up, and Sullivan stood with him.
Nevan and Duvessa got up, and Nevan looked over at Rian.
“Well? Are we going or not?”
Rian opened his mouth to reply but couldn’t say much. For once, he really didn’t want to go home with Nevan.
“Rian will stay the night with Octavian and I,” Sullivan said, a sort of finality in their voice. The decision being made, “Just take Duvessa home with you, Nevan.”
“Fine by me,” Duvessa said, pleased.
Octavian walked around the table and grabbed his younger brother's forearm gently.
“Let’s go,” he mumbled quietly and left with Sullivan and Rian to their apartment.
With that, Nevan spun on his heel, Duvessa on his arm and left, leaving Killian with Julius to pick up the pieces.
♡♡i love him, i love him so much.♡♡
♡♡i want him to hold me and never let me go.♡♡
♡♡i want to kiss his soft lips.♡♡
♡♡i want to tell he's perfect.♡♡
♡♡i want to love him the way he deserves.♡♡
♡♡julius is my everything.♡♡
(Julius and the drawing belong to Sanity's Horror!)
HCs for what it will be like to get fucked by Julius while he's in sex-demon heat/rut? 🫣 I have no idea if it's canon this happens to him but I chose to HC it because, hm, do I even need to explain why?
-he goes into this state around late January early February each year
-in which case he begins to fuck anything he can
-which I'm not gonna get into in depth but I will provide the fact that any partners he has get the brunt of it
-since hes a switch he kinda doesn't get separate heats or ruts A/B/O style he just gets really horny and either wants to fuck or be fucked 24/7
-but as for being fucked by him it's probably dangerous to your insides in the best way possible
-hes long obvs probably about 11inch but the ridges on his dick swell a bit when hes yk in heat so his dick is thicker than usual
-when fucking while in heat he won't pull out like period
-hes much more of a kisser during heat to try and make up for how rough hes being
-he tends to be way rougher and will straight up shove you around with little care for the comfort of the positions he puts you in
-following up on that he is much more degrading during and will basically refer to you as a sex doll for the duration
-i hc that he kinda just has the ability to make people horny so even if you try to avoid him good luck not crying from lack of release
-he also just makes people kinda dumb when they're around him just in general so ur basically just constantly getting fucked LITERALLY stupid
-he cums absurd amounts normally about a tablespoon per orgasm but that's gonna double or triple during his heats
-i dont think he normally has issues with somnophilia (or otherwise things ew Julius) so even when ur sleeping you won't be getting a break from this guy
-he also has a bad habit of in the weeks leading up to his heats (if he has an afab partner) disposing of plan b and begging them to go off birth control so get an IUD or the implant for ur sake babes
Rian always found that once his tears started to flow, they’d never really stop. That was the case tonight after Nevan had left him in bed to go do…whatever with Duvessa.
So here he was, on his couch, watching some stupid rerun of some stupid romcom, where some stupid girl gets her stupid true love’s kiss from her stupid love interest.
Rian wiped his eyes and held his blue throw pillow close to his chest as he clenched his fists tightly. Why couldn’t he have that? All of his brothers had someone they loved! Why was he the only one who just couldn’t get it? Nevan clearly felt the same way so why? Why did he have to care what other people would think?
Rian curled his legs to his chest and hugged the pillow even tighter.
“NEVANNNNN!” Rian heard a voice call out.
It was Kelly, who was walking down the hall after just waking up from a 4 hour nap and was about to raid the fridge, “NEVAAAANNNN!”
Rian groaned and rolled his eyes as they called out the name of the person Rian thought he’d never be able to be with, “He’s not here,” he said, a pout in his voice and a quiver in his chin.
Kelly paused and looked over at the sad lump on the couch who was their friend, “Rian? What the hell happened to you?” They asked with a raised eyebrow.
Rian sniffled and wiped his eyes, “I can’t talk about it,” He said, trying to stop himself from sobbing again.
This time, Kelly was the one rolling their eyes and came to sit down next to Rian, putting an arm on the back of the couch and looking down at their friend, “Does it have somethin’ to do with Nevan?”
“I just said I can’t talk about it!” Rian whined.
Kelly raised a brow and gave Rian a look that said ‘really?’.
“Fine,” Rian admitted and sat up, still having his knees pulled under his chin. He couldn’t really think of anything to say though. He didn’t want to give what he and Nevan had away but at the same time, he wanted to absolutely spill his guts…but if he did that, he didn’t know if he’d ever stop.
“Y’know, I’ll admit, I ain’t exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, but it’s pretty fuckin’ obvious…so obvious that even I can tell,” Kelly said, “Yer upset he’s out with Duvessa and not you.”
“I’m trying not to be…” Rian mumbled.
“Are ya’ now? By pityin’ yerself on the couch and watchin’ a stupid Romcom from the 60’s?” Kelly questioned.
“Well when you say it like that you make it sound like I’m the bad guy! And besides, you wouldn’t know anything about love! It’s not like you’ve been in a real relationship anyway except for your sister but that doesn’t even count because-”
Rian looked up from his rambling and saw the way Kelly’s jaw clenched and their shoulders tensed. Yeah, maybe he shouldn’t have gone there.
“Sorry…” He whispered and went back to resting his chin on his knees.
“It’s whatever,” Kelly responded with a sigh and scrubbed a hand over their face, “Listen, Kid-”
“I’m not a kid,”
“Rian,” Kelly corrected themself, “There isn’t any point in worryin’ about what Nevan’s doin’...it’s not like he really gives a damn about Duvessa…the date thing kinda seems like a formality or whatever ya’ fuckin’ call it,” They waved a hand dismissively.
“And dates aren’t even that fun from what I’ve seen and been on…the only “fun” part is the eating food and then mashing parts after,”
That got a small laugh out of Rian and he leaned his head on Kelly’s shoulder, “I guess that’s kinda true, yeah…”
“So don’t worry about this so much, alright? Nevan’ll be back and you two will go do whatever you guys like to do when ya’ think I can’t hear it,”
“Yeah, okay…” Rian nodded as Kelly ruffled his hair. Rian sat there quietly for a moment before his eyes widened.
BRUH. I deadass completely forgot that back in April 2023, about 2 months before The Man with the Scarred Neck was published, I did a very quick sketch of Julius aka Jules... from a ...very specific scene ..,💀🥀 ifykyk 💀🥀
Anyway I should actually do a proper illustration of this sometime!
