SnuffBunnies

Kink couple both subbies into being defeated - a erotic/snuff story writer loves creating short stories of messed up situations, male- a cult lover, creates, researches, and helps spread folklore and cults. We use found art and real photos we have found combined with our own ai art (Nothing is our art and we do not edit or touch original art our cations are always to the side only our captions/stories is our own, if this isnt good enough please message us with a link to your art and we will remove it). https://linktr.ee/snuffbunnies full stories on our Deviantart

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IN A VIOLENT NATURE chris nash, 2024

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Ireland.

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BRIDE OF CHUCKY 1998, dir. Ronny Yu

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Bride Of Chucky (1998)

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Kink couple both subbies into being defeated - a erotic/snuff story writer's

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The Huntress (preview)

*Following is an Erotic/Horror/Fanfiction based on the character and rough lore from The huntress/Dead by Daylight, contains lots of Gore, sexual content and snuff”

“psst, Taylor,” I quietly spoke out to no response. I gulped and went to speak out again when the front of the cover is pulled back I froze in my place glancing up to those black dead eyes, she kneeled and slid an old looking frying pan into the bottom of the cage the left over grease that had already began to be solid in the bottom of the pan I pulled away from disgusting mess only to be yanked down my face an ich of the pan as the huntress held me there with my hair, I hesitantly dragged my tongue across the grease filled pan break the chunks of grease in my mouth feeling it melt in my mouth made my stomach turn, I got down 2 mouthfuls before I feel her hand release my hair I pull back slightly looking up to her seeing her staring right back down at me her arms crossed as she waited for me to finish. Tears dropped into the pan as I continued lapping up the thick grease from the pan until it was to her satisfaction and was pulled from under me her hand returning again to grab me by the hair as I am guided to the kitchen she throws the pan in the sink and I hear rattling of chains the end of one chain was a padlock that she attached to the collar around my neck which she used to guide me to the door, cool fresh air sent a chill down my naked body as I was lead down the porch and into the grass though what to expect was terrifying me finally breathing fresh air and not the musky stale air mix with blood and death was a relief. It felt like an hour as passed of crawling my way through dirt thorn bushes and branches I was exhausted and broken I started pleading with the huntress as guiding me with he leash changed to pulling me as I struggled to keep pace. “please, please don’t kill me” I spoke out that was me met to little or no response from the huntress. “plea..” I attempted to beg once more before being interrupted by pulling up on my leash choking

(full story and spicier captions on Deviant art)