napoleonbonerhard: cirqueduinsanity: For one college student, the stories of an inhumanly tall supernatural being couldn’t be farther from reality. But, as the school year transcribes, Jamie is hearing all sorts of strange tales about a paranormal entity that takes the virginity of young women. That’s all spook stories to scare girls into having sex, or is it? The truth of a tall, slender man may be more real than she’s ready for. THIS IS A REAL FUCKING BOOK. THIS IS FUCKING REAL. A SLENDERMAN SMUT BOOK THAT YOU CAN BUY AT BARNES AND FUCKING NOBLE. I’M DONE. I. AM. FUCKING. DONE. i think every fandom is just playing the “how much fanfiction can we get legitimately published” game Bonus: Excerpt:As I watched below, his fingers moved down farther, to the front of my chest where it encountered my hidden bosom. They paused, and started to feel and grasp at the flesh behind my sweater.For the first time, I got a clear look of his hands. They were long and spindly, nearly twice the length of my own and equally bigger, with a palm that could crush my skull if he willed it to.Only, the hands that touched my chilled body were not of the sort of a killer or murderer. They were gentle, soothing, and strangely warm, even if unshielded to the blistering cold of our surroundings. It was as if there was a radiating heat within him, a fire burning so hot that even the coldest winds could not douse it. It was a small detail which made me shudder with his touch against my chest. It wasn’t because of fear, but of arousal.

napoleonbonerhard:

cirqueduinsanity:

For one college student, the stories of an inhumanly tall supernatural being couldn’t be farther from reality. But, as the school year transcribes, Jamie is hearing all sorts of strange tales about a paranormal entity that takes the virginity of young women. That’s all spook stories to scare girls into having sex, or is it? The truth of a tall, slender man may be more real than she’s ready for.

THIS IS A REAL FUCKING BOOK.

THIS IS FUCKING REAL.

A SLENDERMAN SMUT BOOK THAT YOU CAN BUY AT BARNES AND FUCKING NOBLE.

I’M DONE.

I.

AM.

FUCKING.

DONE.

i think every fandom is just playing the “how much fanfiction can we get legitimately published” game

Bonus:

Excerpt:

As I watched below, his fingers moved down farther, to the front of my chest where it encountered my hidden bosom. They paused, and started to feel and grasp at the flesh behind my sweater.

For the first time, I got a clear look of his hands. They were long and spindly, nearly twice the length of my own and equally bigger, with a palm that could crush my skull if he willed it to.

Only, the hands that touched my chilled body were not of the sort of a killer or murderer. They were gentle, soothing, and strangely warm, even if unshielded to the blistering cold of our surroundings. It was as if there was a radiating heat within him, a fire burning so hot that even the coldest winds could not douse it. It was a small detail which made me shudder with his touch against my chest. It wasn’t because of fear, but of arousal.