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waaaaaaa Mama, Mama! I just saw an update about the 3rd movie "The Collection" and it said that it might not happen cause dumb producers wont answer Mr Dustan's and Mr Melton's emails and calls about the filming and what's going on, i cri ;n;
me at hearing this news ^^
I know it hurts my sweet summer child but we just have to accept things as they are.
Whether we get some more of that bug boy cake and angy dad thief or not we shall continue to carry on it’s legacy.
Bo Sinclair x Vincent Sinclair: Lactation Fic
Thought I would try something a little different for the first of April! Read with caution.
Keep reading
The VVitch (2015) dir. Robert Eggers / Pulp Fiction (1994) dir. Quentin Tarantino
i was just wondering if you’re still active? sorry to bother you
You’re not bothering me at all and the long and short of it is that it’s complicated.
Do I see and read every comment, tag, and request?
Absolutely and it makes my day to see you all still interact with my stuff!
Have I published anything good in about a year? Unfortunately not.
But I’m hoping to change that very soon!
As I’m sure many of you can relate, things have been just a little bit hectic in my neck of the woods; and while I’ve had bits of motivation here and there I’ve had absolutely no time to get the writer monkey brain going.
But things are looking up and I hope to get some work done asap!
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(P.S Thank you to everybody who still interacts with this blog. You’re sorta... like... really kind and sexy or whatever.)
ur oc looks like the type stare and to never say a word to you and then suddenly show up in your living room one day looking for blood and I think that is very sexy of him
ahAhA.... Him? Being a fucking weirdo? And doing creepy, slasher things? Nah.
(Art by @schmeesky)
So I stumbled across your blog yesterday and I love, love,love your writing (as you can probably tell by me spamming your notifications 😬). I particularly enjoy how you write Bo Sinclair and, because of you, I just watched The Collector and The Collection for the first time. Thanks for introducing me to a new fave! Anyway, have a great day!
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Your oc slasher sounds cool, and very paranoic, like he could be anybody in a crowd, he's seems and acts normal like the rumored quite kid but darker, sinister even, like your neighbor could be stealing dead pets and using them to make pillows or seat cozies or something, I like it, will there be art of CJ✨3✨ ? Will there be more of CJ?
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Yeah, CJ definitely tries and likes blend into the grey. He doesn’t want any attention called to himself and prefers people to just gloss over him. His tendencies do tend to be more on the paranoid side of things as well.
As for art, I am very fortunate to have some amazingly talented artist friends who have done up a few different really great sketches and pieces of my boy. This one in particular is done by the incredible @schmeesky !!!
And I hope for there to be more CJ!! I’ve got a story planned out for him that I hope to share with you all once I get back into the swing of things on this blog!
The audience wants to see the Thicc Man one too
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Bo fancam? Bo fancam.
Matutine
A little something something for all you cool kids. This piece I really fought with myself about posting just because I am never 100% on my writing and I think y’all deserve the best. But I’m trying to get better about seeing my work positively so here we are!
It’s the patter of feet against the hardwood that breaks Asa’s concentration from the leather-bound notebook. He thought he heard you stur above but ultimately decided to ignore it and keeping scribbling away. Asa turned his wrist to get a better look at the time as the sound of the coffee machine starting up and mugs being pulled from the cupboard filtered in from the kitchen.
2:48 am. Same as last time.
It had practically become a ritual between you two.
Asa would fill his sleepless nights with etching out plans and skimming through paperwork in the low light of the dining room as you slept peacefully above him. Until you reach across the bed to find it empty and make your way down the stairs and make coffee for the both of you.
“Here you go.”
Your hushed tone breaks his train of thought as he hums his appreciation at the cup of caffeine being placed in front of him. He lifts the mug to his lips as he secretly takes a glance at you from under his lashes. The warm liquid burns his tongue as his attention catches on the fact that you’re clearly wearing one of his shirts; the fabric loose in the neck and waist, just barely reaching your mid-thigh.
Asa clears his throat as you set your own mug down along with a book you had recently been caught up in. Taking your usual spot directly across from him you watch him try to get his focus back on whatever he was jotting down in his journal.
You never realized how attractive he looked in this setting.
The yellow light above head made the sharpness of his cheek and jaw bones stand out but also brought a sense of serenity to his usually hardened and stoic features. His breathing slow and shoulders relaxed, unlike his usual form where if he didn’t blink he could pass off as a Target mannequin.
You shake your head and smile to yourself at your own thoughts before opening your book and leaning back in your seat. You mindlessly move your legs under the table and slip them across his thick legs, you see Asa look up from his writing expectantly but your eyes don’t stray from the words in front of you.
God, what he wouldn’t give to read your mind.
To understand what you think about when you sit with him like this or when you think you’re alone. What crosses your mind when he invades your space or when you look at him like he hung the stars in the sky right before you fall asleep.
He’s almost sure even your most mundane thoughts are intriguing in some way.
“You work in the morning?” You mumbled out as you turn the page of the book. Asa blinks and shifts in his seat before slightly slouching over the table.
“Yes.” His voice is rough and low, he’s clearly exhausted, “I’m also running a few... errands tomorrow. Might not be back until late. Possibly not at all.”
You nod and decide to remain quiet. He doesn’t seem to be interested in conversation at the moment and you don’t want to disturb his work. Already having enough doubts about whether or not your presence annoys him, you don’t want to push your luck and return back to your book.
You’re content just to be here with him.
Little do you know how much Asa enjoys these late nights with you. He watches you, just like you watch him when you’re not looking. He likes your calm spirit. He likes that sometimes you do all the talking, and expect absolutely nothing from him. You pick up on his anxiousness and fill the void with the happenings of your day, knowing and understanding that sometimes he just needs to escape himself.
He’s not sure what the two of you are doing, he’s got far less experience in this kind of thing than you. Is that what normal lovers do? Drink coffee in the early hours of the morning while one of them plans what they’ll do to their next victim?
Surely not.
But he can’t find it in himself to really care.
He reaches out toward you, laying his hand palm up on the table as he turns his gaze back to his notebook. You don’t hesitate. You never do. You lay your much smaller hand into his and watch as his fingers curl around yours. You smile again. Asa does as well. He then lifts his black coffee to his lips and takes a long drink, smiling softly to himself as he rubs your fingers.
Imagine laying in bed with Bo and just enjoying each other’s company. Staring up at the ceiling as you talk about what went on during the day and bringing up old stories. Laughing loudly at something Bo said and slapping his chest when he continues to make you laugh so hard you can’t breathe. Just the two of you. In the darkness of his bedroom with your tangled bodies laid atop the sheets. Finding peace and comfort in one another.
Oooh poly bo and collector.... I've literally never thought of that before. That is a FANTASTIC idea! I agree with anon. 2 birds 1 stone. Y'all are so fucking smart.
Alright y’all I’m gonna be self-indulgent for a second here.
WARNING for some NSFW stuff about half way down. For some reason this hellsite won’t let me put a ‘Contine Reading’ I’m really sorry.
Okay, let’s be honest, the logistics on this one are a bit fucked.
But let’s just say it was a road trip gone wrong is how it all started.
It took literal months to convince Asa to take some time off and get away with you; but after a close call with a victim and heavy police presence a little too close to home, he agreed begrudgingly.
When you suggested checking out a wax museum as apart of the trip - Asa wasn’t all that much into it.
He always thought they were gimmicky but he could appreciate the art form and effort so he ended up caving.
And the rest is history!
For the sake of the post, let’s say these two didn’t immediately go WWE on each other and you were able to convince them to start a relationship.
It started out rough. Like really rough.
Asa thinks Bo is an unintelligent, dirty hick.
Bo thinks Asa is smug, little gimp.
But they do have one thing in common.
You.
They end up ~tolerateing~ each other for your sake.
Doesn’t mean they don’t go out of their way to inconvenience/piss each other off.
Like Bo taking up as much space as physically possible when laying with you on the couch or making Asa repeat himself multiple times - something, Bo found out very quickly drives him up a wall.
Or Asa casually working in how he had you first into every conversation possible or moving Bo’s cigarettes to a place he would never look.
They eventually realize they have a few things in common - which helps smooth over some of the more rough edges.
They both turned their childhood interest into a career, they both appreciate the black aesthetic and they both have a particular dislike for their fathers.
(Side note: Bo thinks Asa is an absolute wacko for wanting to study bugs. What else do you need to know besides they fly, they buzz and they’re annoying?)
Catch these two having a drink out on the front steps talking about their childhood trauma. Both too proud to share the stuff that really eats them up inside but just enough to relate and have a better understanding of each other.
It wasn’t until a couple rolled into town and got the jump on Bo that Asa realized that his feelings for Bo were more than just primal urges.
Asa and you had just come back from dinner outside of town when you heard the screams of who you could only assume was about to be the latest wax figure and then another deeper growl of pain.
Hastily getting out of the vehicle and running towards the garage door of the service station. You find Bo hunched over, hands on his knees as he spits blood and harshly pushes air out of his nose in an effort to unblock the airway.
“Fuckin’ bitch hit me with a wrench.” Asa’s eyes swept to Bo’s busted face and your worried expression as you snuck your body under one of Bo’s arm and helped him stand up straight by wrapping an arm around his waist and one on his chest.
“Which way did she run?” Bo fixed his gaze on Asa. “I’ll go get her-“ “Which way?” Asa knew Bo was in no shape to chase after this woman and with his brother nowhere in sight, he was their best bet.
“Back towards the pet shop.” He mumbled before he spat another glob of blood on the ground. Asa didn’t say anything before turning his back to the two of you and heading in the direction he was told. But was stopped after only a couple of steps when an unexpected southern tone swept through the air.
“Hey, be careful.” Asa tilted his head over his shoulder in acknowledgment but didn’t reply.
Strange. Asa was nothing if not methodical and careful and Bo knew that. Hell, the brunette gave him shit for taking his time with things. He also doubted this woman was going to be too hard to get his hands around.
And it’s not like Bo seriously cared about Asa’s safety or wellbeing.
Unless...?
Bo likes to rile Asa up.
“You’re lookin’ awfully warm in that turtle neck. What do you think, Y/N? Think he should take it off?”
Thinks it’s attractive to see his jaw twitch and his hands clench.
It usually ends up working out for you and Bo in the long run ;)
Which brings me to my next point.
The sex y’all are having,,, wooo chile
Both of these men FUCK and it’s not something to take lightly.
Sometimes, but not always, it turns into a competition between those two.
Their jealous and possessive nature pushes them to see who can last the longest, fuck the hardest, make you scream the loudest, etc.
Asa takes his time but is by no means gentle.
He make sure you get your fill and then some.
You will be sore by the end of the act. This is a threat.
Bo is all about hard and fast. No time to breathe, no time to think.
Asa and Bo are always more aggressive with each other than they are with you.
It’s the constant build-up of sexual tension between these two and then finally boils over.
Asa thoroughly enjoys sex with the two of you because it’s one of the only times he can get Bo to really shut up.
Whether it be by holding a firm hand against his throat or shoving two thick fingers into his mouth. Asa always makes an effort to use Bo’s silence as a time to be as smug as possible. He makes sure to get in real close and lower his voice,
“Bite me and it’s the last thing you fucking do. Understand, cowboy?”
Or
“Love, he seems to be having some trouble keeping that mouth of his shut. Why don’t you help him out?”
Also, you’re dead wrong if you don’t think Bo doesn’t grab Asa’s ass and hips like no tomorrow.
Any sound of pleasure he can rip from Asa is a win in his book.
“What was that? I thought you said I was a ‘useless redneck’? That you wouldn’t let me touch you with a ten-foot pole? You heard him say that right, darlin’? Well, looks like someone has changed his tune.”
Bo is the first to pass out after sex but he’s got his arm wrapped snug around you. His fingers stretched out to lightly graze Asa’s.
Asa usually takes this time to softly admire you both.
Bo’s strong bone structure and tan skin.
Your beautiful resting features and the curves he’s come to know like the back of his hand.
If Asa would have known a road trip would result in this he would have gone on one sooner.
Bullying Marcus Dunstan on Twitter just to feeling something? More likely than you think.
After an exhausting battle with countless causalities and many memes made, we were able to get a reply from the legend Mr. Dunstan...
There we have it folks!
Thank you to @slash-em-up, @voorheehees and @dashinslashin and everyone in between for being brave soldiers and getting the truth for the people.
Here’s the real tea; do you think Bo deep down cares for his brothers?
Short answer: Yes, in his own way.
Long answer: As we all know, the boys were separated after the passing of Trudy and Victor. The metaphorical slate was wiped clean for all of the brothers. They were allowed to start over in new homes and in new lives.
Bo made the choice to find his brothers.
And with Bo having the most advantages out of the three Sinclair children (No disfigurements, has an understanding of social cues, can be personable, most likely had a decent job/jobs, etc) He could have become a mechanic outside of Ambrose or worked in any other field he set out to do and been able to provide for himself.
It would have been almost too easy to forget his brothers.
But he didn’t.
And let’s say that Bo was the one who went looking for his siblings.
It’s not easy to find someone. Especially after years of being separated and only know the general area that you last saw said person. It most likely took Bo weeks to months to track down his twin and maybe a little less time with the help of Vincent to find Lester.
Yet another point where he could have given up and forgotten about his family.
It’s a personal hc of mine that Victor always told Bo to watch out for Vincent. And not in the “Make sure your brother doesn’t get in trouble.” type of way. But in the “If anything happens to him, it’s you who will be held responsible. If he gets hurt, I’ll hurt you twice as bad.” type of way.
So from the moment he was old enough he was watching out for Vincent. Then Lester came along, and then he had to watch out for two rugrats. Not that Vincent really needed to be watched. But there were times when kids got brave and decided to voice their opinions on Vincent’s face.
Vincent: You didn’t... have to... beat them all up.
Bo: Maybe not. But Derek is a little tool anyways. I’ve been meanin’ to beat his lily white ass.
And as much as he bitched and moaned about having to keep an eye on Vincent at school or follow Lester around while he played in the woods, he looks back on it fondly as an adult.
While Bo was able to convince himself that he liked being away from his twin and his younger brother, he often found himself wondering what they were getting up to while he wasn’t there. Were they behaving? Was anyone fucking with them? Were they being treated alright? Bo didn’t like the thought of being away from his brothers where he couldn’t do anything if they needed him.
Even as the years dragged on and they were all adults and capable of taking care of themselves. It didn’t sit right with Bo.
So the very basic task of watching out for his brothers as children and the feeling of needing control is what helped him decide that he needed to bring everyone back home. He missed them.
As much as Bo says he couldn’t give two shits about either one of them and sometimes goes out of his way to piss them off - he’s attached to them more than he’d like to admit.
He wouldn’t have done all of that if he didn’t care for Vincent and Lester.
You know who is slept on?
Chris Evans in Knives Out.
But y’all ain’t ready for that conversation yet.
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I was VERY unaware of Asa's existance but as soon as I seen him in your 'kissing masked killers' work I HAD to watch The Collector!!! 👁️👄👁️ He is,,, exquisite,,,the flavour,,,is immaculate 😈
Asa: appears on screen
Me:
