i think i’ve become actually delusional bc everyday i hope and pray to whoever’s up there that someone like Toby will come and take me away from my home. like i feel like im 9 years old again, summoning creepypastas would make into a proxy.
imagine edging Toby for hours until he’s crying and then overstimulating him until all he can do is look up at you as he lays there shaking 🫠🫠🫠
he’s so into edging/orgasm denial omg.
he loves how worked up you get him, and then when you finally let him cum just how much of a mess he makes all over you.
he throbbing and twitching with need, he just has to cum soon or he’d explode.
or one time when he just had to so badly his body couldn’t hold it anymore, he was genuinely sorry but his body has a mind of its own, and you both just laughed it off.
but god, it was still so hot.
he loves when youre dominant and control him.
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“p-please y-y/n, i can’t-t-!”
“-oh, but you can, baby, cmon for mama”
the juicy slick of your spit and precum sloshing against his tip, until you’d then stop, and squeeze the head, preventing anything else from flowing through, and completely cutting his pleasure.
doing this, he cries, his hips squirming and cock daring to twitch against your fingers.
“do you deserve to cum, toby?”
he didn’t say anything, unsure which answer would give him the results he so desired.
Warning +18! I'll be talking about men in some detail, specifically about their holes and butts.
“Creepypasta men bottoming”
Time to talk about the creepypasta men taking it up the butt, because I'm a guy who loves men’s asses and I gotta speak on that at some point.
— So yeah, y'all be ready, because I'll be talking about men fucking and fucking men.
Jeff
Sorry to everyone, but this man has no ass. Like he's got such a bony behind that you will hurt yourself if you try to slap it. I mean, at least you may be able to put some fitted underwear on him and hope it lifts a little bit of roundness, but aside from that, there's not much to work with here.
However, because I love to do some internally homophobic Jeff, he's tight and inexperienced. Be ready to show this man the joys and pleasures of anal sex, because he's going to love it if you do it right. WARNING! Like handling a feral cat, it's gonna take time and patience, you better be ready to protect yourself when he takes a knife out the first time that you propose to experiment with this type of stuff. He's not so much opposed to participate in gay sex, it's that very ancient times kind of thinking of “if I top it's not bad”.
And once he's comfortable bottoming, you better bet that he's going to dominate you still. He's lifting up your legs while bouncing on your cock, he's not going to let go of control if you allow him, unless you want to fight for dominance and make him submit (he secretly loves it).
Underwear: Either going commando (if he's not wearing jeans, he's not that much of a crazy man) or worn-out boxers, no in-between.
Jack
Now this man is competing with Tim to see who has the fattest ass. However, Jack's butt is more firm, he could crack bones between those round cheeks. So yeah, you better be ready to enjoy this hole.
Now do not be fooled by this man, he may be big and scary, and with razor sharp teeth, but he loves to be dominated when it comes to being fucked. Once you manage to get on top, he's melting and letting you put him in whatever position you want. As long as you can lift him, you can fold him in a mating press and fill his guts.
And no matter how you put him, his pecs will be BOUNCING as you go to town in that ass. And you just know he loves to have his nipples sucked while you're thrusting into that ass, so go for it too!
And in this house we love to give back, so you better believe that Jack likes to have his ass eaten. Just rim that demon guy until he's loose enough and wet enough to have you inside of him. And even do so when you're done with him, he loves that.
Underwear: He likes to wear jockstraps, just firm around his sizeable cock and easy to put on if I want to give him a tail on top of everything else.
Toby
Just like how many people love Toby with a sleeper build, he usually wears clothes loose enough that you wouldn't be able to tell that he has a delicious bubble butt. It's very round and soft, and he was embarrassed of it at some point, because he didn't feel like it was very “masculine”. Now he doesn't care, because the girlies like it and the dudes like it, so it's a win-win. Now, his only problem with it, and I've said this before, is that he's a hairy dude and that applies to his whole back and ass.
And my Toby gets very submissive when you show interest in his butt, he's just gonna let you take charge and throw him around however you want. Just please be mindful of his safety, because you can fold him like a pretzel and he's gonna be into it as long as it is hot and the mood is right, but that can't be good for his back. Like yeah, sure, blow his back out, but don't wreck his hole.
Still, do not be deceived, he can take plenty of dick as long as you prepare him for it. And if there's something that Toby loves, that's foreplay, especially when it is intimate and passionate. Just hold him close while fingering him and he's probably going to be cumming before you even put the tip in. You can get this man squirming by just making out with him in the right way.
Underwear: Anything comfy and not too tight, because he once wore underwear too tight without realizing and it could've hurt him.
Tim
This man has ASS, this man is a bear and his butt is voluptuous. Tim struggles to get his jeans on in the morning only because of that giant dump truck he's carrying around, it jiggles and bounces while he pulls those pants on. And it is hairy, that's some good old rainforest right there, he's never ever going to think about getting a razor near his cock, even less where he can't easily see.
Now on top of being a big guy all around, he's not exactly a size queen, but he can take plenty of dick. This man wants to feel that stretch and someone actually overpowering him. Being a guy that has survived due to the fact that he's strong and resilient, he wants more variety in bed, he loves a partner that can make him feel small, but at the same time safe.
However, he loves to be dominant. Everything that happens in bed is on his terms, period. If you're fucking him into the mattress, it's because he asked you to. Because whenever he wants to, he's going to flip your positions around and ride you until your hips shatter.
And he wouldn't admit it, but he likes to be left gaping and creampie’d, just that emptiness after being fucked stupid by someone else.
Underwear: A classic tighty whities kinda guy, just something that covers everything, but hugs deliciously around his butt.
Brian
Here's the final boss of trying to convince him of bottoming, this is due to the fact that I love my Brian like a red flag: manipulative, paranoid and deeply controlling. Now it is not impossible, but it is impossible to make him submit, so the only way to get him to bottom is if he's sure that you will not take control over him. So hey, to all the service tops out there, this man will take your service with glee and leave you dry.
And when it comes to his actual behind, this one is a little bit in-between Jeff and the other guys. Like not too much fat, he's a fit guy, so it's very firm, very well-defined. Not gonna jiggle too much when you slap him tho, but it looks good in some form-fitted clothing.
And when it comes to what he likes to do with all that, it's definitely grinding against your crotch to get you all hard for him. He's going to torture you, just edging until he finally finds you pathetic enough to be worth his time.
Underwear: Tight boxers, just something classic that can emphasize his size, both front and back.
ughhh jeff just fucking you with the handle of his knife.
not only does the idea of fucking you with any object at any time turn him on so bad, but his pain feels good too.
for him to fuck you with the handle, he has to hold onto the blade.
what a disgusting masochist he was, cock getting harder just by how badly his hand was being sliced.
he wasn’t sadistic, he never wants you in pain, he wanted to feel the pain.
moving it in and out of your sopping cunt then slices his hand, blood pooling from his hand and onto the bed.
you’re starting to think maybe the color red turns him on more than you cumming on the handle of his beloved weapon.
“you get off on this too, hun? watching your boyfriend get sliced up?”
it was borderline narcissistic, but you knew he wouldn’t fuck you with it if he didn’t want to see that too.
otherwise, he’d just sit alone and slice himself up without you.
he growled at you as you both dripped into the mattress, you white, him red.
he ripped the handle out of you, covered in the colors, and tossed it off to the side of the room, a wet metal clang against the wood of his floor.
his blood red hand slammed against your inner thigh, pulling you open to watch you drip in front of him.
you gasp in surprise, the warmth of his blood squeezing your thigh.
he brought a razor tongue to your cunt, lapping up your cum and overstimulating your poor hole.
your back smushed against his pillows and backboard, while he only continued to push your legs up further as he ate your mess out of your pussy, humping his poor hard cock into the mattress.
his hot blood continued to run down the backside of your thighs.
AHS x SCREAM? This is just an idea I've had in my head for a little while. It's really dark and touches disturbing topics. I'm not sure if I'll ever make anything of this or just leave it as is. I'd love some feedback or suggestions, it would really help and motivate me to potentially keep going.
18+: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, cheating, dub-con, cocaine, fingering, suggested self harm episode, lowkey manipulation, conflicting thoughts, attempted kill, fingering, overstimulation, Billy Loomis is a suggested partner for reader – Unedited
WC: 850
It was wrong. You should’ve stopped it. Stopped him from creeping into your head and leading you on, but the temptation grew more and more each day that you spent in that goddamn psych ward.
You’d seen him around town. Tate Langdon. He was a nice boy. Couldn’t hurt a fly, they said. That’s until he had a psychotic episode and nearly killed his mother. It seemed crazy to you at first. Who’d do something like that? And, ending up in a psych ward? Could never be you.
Until you had a psychotic episode yourself.
You don’t really like to talk about it, but let’s just say that the scars on your wrists aren’t going to be pretty once they heal.
“Those are pretty cool,” Tate said while running his hand over your wrist. You should’ve pulled away. Shouldn’t have let him touch you in the slightest, as simple as that, but no…
“I don’t think he’ll think the same,” you said, trying to remind yourself that you had someone outside waiting for you. But Tate… Oh, Tate. He was magnetic. The flirting happened naturally.
At first you tried, or maybe you thought you did, to resist, but it was too late. It was too easy to give in.
He sneaked in your room again that night. How he got in? You had no clue. Maybe he charmed his way through the guards, too.
“Look what I got,” Tate whispered and sat next to you on the bed. Close proximity. You instantly tensed.
“Cocaine?” You asked plainly as he held the tiny bag in his large hand to show you. Gosh, his hands… You wondered what they’d feel like on your body. The warmth of his palms warming your soft skin slowly. Sliding between your legs…
“Looks like some of the nurses are too stupid to hide their stash well,” he continued and opened the bag, sprinkling some of the white powder on the back of his hand. – “You ever done coke before?” he asked and you bit your lip as if it would somewhat suppress your answer, but the nod of your head gave it away.
“Fuck yes,” he said and smiled that goddamn adorably malicious smile. Dimples on full display.
You watched quietly as he quickly sniffed the powder up his perfectly shaped nose and threw his head back, groaning in pleasure. He looked so good as the euphoria washed all over his body.
Tate’s heavy eyes met yours and you couldn’t help but look at his kissable lips.
You can’t. You shouldn’t.
“Here,” Tate said and dipped his index finger in the white powder, brushing it over your bottom lip. You looked into each other's eyes and you opened your mouth. As you took his finger inside, he moved under your upper lip then slid it against your tongue. You suckled on it, giving in completely.
No. This can’t happen.
You didn’t know how much time had passed, and it didn’t matter at that point. You were already in a compromised position. In your bed, with another guy. His arms around you, your gown hiked up your waist as he traced your figure with his warm hand.
“You know what I’ve heard? If you put it inside your pussy it’s supposed to feel really good,” Tate said and you smirked at him – “And let me guess,” you took his hand and intertwined your fingers, “you wanna find out if it’s true,” you said and looked deep into his eyes. You were kissing him vividly in your head.
It’s wrong. So wrong.
Before you could answer, he was already dipping two fingers inside the plastic baggie.
“Tate, I” – “Shh, c’mon it’ll feel good,” he whispered and let the waves wash your body towards temptation.
In the blink of an eye, your bottom half was completely naked. Tate looked between your legs and admired your already soaked cunt. The tension between you was enough to get you that needy. A pathetic reality that would haunt you when you got out of that damn psych ward. When you saw him again.
He pressed the pads of his fingers against the soft, sensitive flesh between your legs before sliding them inside you with surprising ease.
The intense and nearly overwhelming pleasure hit you almost immediately. You felt each stroke against your walls all over your body. Your face was flush and your breathing heavy. It hurt so good then it merged with intense pleasure. One you’ve never felt before. It was pure sin. It was wrong, and you were loving it.
“Fuck… Tate, it’s too much, please,” – “Shh, it’s okay, let it happen,” he said and your eyes watered.
It was so undeniably good, the way he slowly grazed his fingers against your g spot. You needed it. Craved it, and you didn’t even know why. Why would you hurt someone else for your own, selfish wants?
Why?
Why would you hurt a killer… Why would you hurt Billy Loomis with your unthinkable actions?