#dexter original sin

[megustasqualo]

damn dex

[ponyosmom35]

Dexter Morgan Masterlist

Dexter x fem reader series!

The lack of Dexter fics on this app is disturbing, so I have taken it upon myself to write my own!

Hello, Dexter Morgan

First crime scene

Stalker

Tour

Investigating the stalker

Slashed tires

Hard evidence

Deep conversations

Attempted kidnapping

Nightmares

Kill room

Kiss

Interrupted again

Finishing what we started

You make me feel like I can breathe

All the way

Girls night out

No sign of stalker

You're brave this morning

Stalker is missing

Girlfriend

Missed car appointments and apologies

[tinythebunni]

thinking about dexter who takes you on one of his “hunts” and lets you see who he is fully! lets you see his dark passenger!

🍭🫧🩷🐬

“you can’t make a noise bun. i get you think this is fun but it’s not a game. this urge i have, i do this so i can control it. do you understand me?”

you nod, biting ur lip and batting ur pretty mink lashes. you’re barely listening by da time he’s finished his speile and honestly you’re so horny by how demanding he sound you can’t even fully process it!

you guys met almost a year ago, being introduced by Angel! you went to school with his sister and she loved you so much she took you on her babysitting trips! he came home to you letting Harrison, or H.R as you call him, paint your nails and giggle about girls at school!

Dexter was mesmerized by you. the glossy hair, your brown skin, the dark gleam in your eye paired with the innocence you seemed to possess. he couldn’t get enough.

“i need words. not nods, words. ‘m already taking a risk with you even knowing. you gotta tell me this is okay.” he whispered, his left thumb and forefinger pinching your chin.

“mhm Dex! this is perfectly fine! i’ll be quiet! like a mouse!! won’t even know m here. i pinky promise on my perky tits!” you beamed up at him.

he doubted you could even keep quiet for ten minutes, but the excited expression you wore made it hard to say no.

an hour later and a whole lot of plastic later, you were sat on a counter swinging your legs while Dex circled his next victim, waiting for him to wake up.

he felt the anticipation under his skin, paired with the slight annoyance from hearing your nails click-clack on your phone. your bedazzled phone might he add, that he bought for you after he broke your old one stalking someone. how sweet of him!

eventually the loser woke up and the ritual began. Dex cutting his cheek for the blood slide, showing the killer his victims, and then the kill.

with the knife pointed above his victim and the dark gleam in his eye, he got ready to end his life. but then, the slight whimper that left your mouth mad whim pause. he glanced over at you and saw your thighs clenched and eyes hazy.

wait, were you getting off on this? he smiled a little bit. it was nice. someone you could deal with his dark passenger and his facade. he wanted to take care of you, to make his babydoll feel good. but he had to take care of this man. this scum of the earth.

he was gaining movement in his legs again, so dexter had to act fast. “not so fast doc.” he growled out, still looking at you.

he plunged the knife into his chest and watched as your hands clung to the counter and you bit your lip. holy shit, you really were horny from him killing someone.

his perfect girl. he was so, so grateful for you.

[dexterdefender]

My new life. Thought it might be a good idea to take it for a spin…

[zanephillips]

PATRICK GIBSON Dexter: Original Sin 1.06 "The Joy of Killing"

[idkwhattocallmyselfwh]

Such a good year for the dexter fandom

[cece693]

Hii! If you’ve watched Dexter, can I request Brian Moser x male reader, who is too sweet? Like, the reader is constantly kissing and hugging him, looking at him with such tenderness, stroking his knuckles and gently ruffles his hair, even when they shower together the reader gently kisses his bare skin. I could go on forever, but I hope you get what I mean (and how he would react if the reader stayed just as sweet even after finding out who he really is) Thank you in advance, I love your writings so much ^^

TOO SWEET

Brian Moser x Male Reader

You’d known Dexter for years. Not best friends, but close enough. He was someone who understood silence, who never pushed when you didn’t feel like talking, who showed up when you needed him. And through him you met Brian. Just another face at first, someone who seemed charming enough, quick with jokes, sharp in the way that made you pay attention.

You didn’t realize, of course, that the only reason he’d gotten close was because of Dexter. At first, you were a convenient way to dig deeper into his long lost little brother’s life.

A pawn. A mask.

But then you smiled at him.

You kissed his cheek when you said hello. You brushed your fingers across his knuckles when you laughed at one of his darker jokes. You tucked yourself into his side on the couch without hesitation, looking at him with that warm, tender gaze that no one had ever turned on him before.

And Brian realized, horrified and fascinated, that the longer he spent with you, the less you felt like a pawn and more like an anchor.

He told himself it was just lust. That it was easy to enjoy the way you kissed him like he was fragile, like he wasn’t dangerous at all. That it was nothing when you absentmindedly played with his hair while talking about your day or kissed his shoulder while he brushed his teeth. But then he caught himself thinking about you when he was setting up his plastic wrap. About the way you hummed under your breath when cooking dinner. About how you sometimes pulled him into your arms without a word, just letting him rest his head against your chest.

It was dangerous. Love was dangerous. And yet, he couldn’t stop coming back for more.

So when you eventually found out the truth, he was prepared for it to be the end. You weren’t meant to come over. You weren’t meant to see the tarp, the tools, the way his eyes lit up with a sharp, cold hunger. You froze in the doorway, the reality of who he was snapping into place.

He expected you to scream. To run.

But instead, you stepped forward, calm as anything, and said softly, “Brian…”

His hand holding a knife twitched. He could end it right here. End the softness before it became a weakness. Instead, you reached for him. You cupped his bloodied hand in yours, kissed the knuckles like you always did, even though the skin was still wet with someone else’s life.

He stared at you in disbelief. “Why aren’t you afraid of me?”

You smiled faintly, brushing your thumb over his jaw. “Because you’re still the man who holds me at night. You’re still the man who kisses me like I’m the only thing in the world.”

From that moment on, something shifted.

He wasn’t gentle by nature but he found himself becoming softer with you. Holding you longer after sex. Letting his guard down in ways he never had before. He’d watch you in the shower, how you pressed kisses across his chest and shoulders, how you whispered sweet things against his skin like he deserved them.

Sometimes it made him angry. He’d snap, grab your chin roughly, demand, “Why do you look at me like that? Why the hell aren’t you running?”

And you’d always answer the same: “Because I love you, and I think a part of you loves me, too.”

He hated that it was the truth.

Your sweetness burned through him like a slow poison, leaving him addicted. And though he’d never admit it out loud, he knew. If anyone ever tried to take you from him, he’d paint the world red before letting that happen.

[mikossacrifice]

im on vacation guys sorry for the inactivity </3

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