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[t3am-r0adk1ll]

— Honeymoon with Daisuke! (nsfw!!!)

Note: Ok so uhm this is for a friend heheh~ I'm still working on reqs don't worry! rn i just did this for her bday <3

Daisuke x afab!reader

CW: smut, Daisuke is kind of a bottom?, he CRIES when he cums and that's the whole appeal of this, no pronouns used but reader does wear a dress and have a 🐱

Summary: Your boyfriend arrived from his internship in outerspace with all the intention to settle down with you. Now, you're making up for lost time.

It had been months since you last saw Daisuke. That fucking internship in space was something you’d never forgive his mom for. Why’d she come up with that? Seriously? She couldn’t have just get him a job as a secretary or something?

That was in the past, anyway. What mattered was that as soon as those eternal months passed and the Tulpar landed back on Earth, you could see your beloved boyfriend again. After picking him up from the station, you two went to share a nice meal at a fancy restaurant, had a good time, and Daisuke took you off-guard with a marriage proposal. Of course you were surprised, and of course you said yes.

It all happened a little fast after that, maybe because of the excitement for the wedding. A few months after the proposal, you were already exchanging votes at the altar, both dressed in all white, Daisuke’s hair slicked back with gel that made him look more handsome than usual. It was like a dream, one you never knew you had, but you sure as hell were enjoying.

But the best part? The best part was the honeymoon.

After Daisuke came back, you two were still too busy to spend nights together. Whenever you did stay at each other’s place, all you did was cuddle and sleep because of how exhausted you were. You hadn’t touched him in months, and it was taking a toll on you. You hadn’t noticed how much you missed him until you two were alone in the hotel room his mom had booked for you, in Tokyo, as a honeymoon present. It was fancy and there was a thermal pool and everything, but you couldn’t care less about that right now, when you were full-on devouring your husband’s mouth like you never had before.

You were slowly heating things up, your kisses and movements more eager, and this obviously didn’t go unnoticed by Daisuke, who was already panting. Once you gave his lips a break, going down to kiss his neck, he catches his breath and a few moans and whimpers escaped here and there.

“Haah… someone’s needy, aren’t you..?” Daisuke tried to sound smug and tease you, but your assault on his neck was making it hard for him to talk without a moan or two.

You giggled, giving a hickey you left one last teasing nip, making his back arch. "Haven't had you in a while, baby... can't blame me..." you pant against his skin, and he shudders under you.

At this point you're straddling him on the bed, both knees on either side of his body, sitting on his thighs. He's shaking a little bit with anticipation and arousal, you do that to him. You always have that way to get him so horny he's shaking, and even if he doesn't admit it out loud, he's missed you an awful lot too.

His hands give him away, eagerly finding the hem of your dress to slowly drag it up your thighs, his fingers carefully tracing the skin until his hands get to your butt and give a slow, tempting squeeze, coaxing a soft moan out of you. Your little noises always motivate him to go on, and that look you give him when he looks down at you just screams "please continue." And as the good boy he is, he obeys. His hands trail your waist under the dress, caressing you gently a few times, slow and earnest.

You loved his gentlemanliness, but today you were fucking starving for him. So you leave his neck unattented, marked by pretty hickies and lovemarks, but unattended, to sit up on his thighs and pull your dress off yourself. All that covers your body now is matching underwear you obviously are wearing for Daisuke. When his mind was just clear enough to take in the sight before his eyes, his face blushes but his eyes darken, eyeing you up and down before biting his lip with a teasing smirk.

"Aw, for me, babe? You shouldn't have..." he obviously loved it, did he think you didn't feel his cock throb under his pants? So you giggle in response, leaning in for an open-mouthed kiss again, and this time he had no shame in bucking his hips up to get some friction against yours, making you feel the heat that was concentrating on his lower belly. You smirked into the kiss, knowing damn well what you were doing to him, and it just got him more eager. One of your hands wandered down to his crotch, immediatly earning a groan from him. You loved how vocal he was for a guy, never shy to groan or whimper for you. Slowly you unbuckled his belt, only parting from your kiss to concentrate on fully undoing his pants.

Daisuke was breathless, his cheeks blushed a pretty shade of carmine, and all his attention was on you. Fuck, was he a sight. So pretty and so fucked up already, just for you. It was making your mouth water, but what made you gulp with eagerness was the sight of the wet spot on his boxers, evidence that he was just as eager, if not more than you, for what was to come. You hurriedly took his shirt off, ripping it in some places, but none of you could care less. Trailing kisses down his chest and abdomen was quick too, but that doesn't mean you didn't leave some more marks in the way. He'd be proudly flaunting those in the beach tomorrow, you were sure. You spent more time kissing and marking his navel, knowing this was a sensitive spot, which made your husband whine and arch his back under you, his hand shakily tangling in your hair to encourage you to keep going.

Of course you teased him over his underwear, licking along the outline of his cock. He downright moaned at that, hips bucking up eagerly, and his eyes were already watering because of all your teasing.

"Babe... please... too much... need you..." Daisuke panted, making you smirk, but you obviously complied, eventually pulling his boxers down to let his member out.

It was leaking already, much hotter than the rest of his body, and absolutely throbbing for you. As you had many times before, you started by taking the tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and sucking slightly now and then. All your husband could do was whine and arch his back, tears already overflowing his eyes, causing him to cover his face with his free hand. His whines only encouraged you, slowly taking more of him in your mouth. By the time you started gently bobbing your head up and down his length, he had recovered his breath just enough to speak in ragged breaths and whimpers.

"I... I missed you so much, love... couldn't stop thinking 'bout you when I was up there... I missed your... your warmth so much... f-fuck..." he trailed off, but what you heard was enough for you to understand what he was saying. You couldn't be patient anymore, and you knew Daisuke couldn't either. Your mouth was only a temporary relief, but he needed to be in you.

"I missed you too, baby... so much..." you answered after llifting your head, now straddling his hips again, sliding your panties to the side. You were too eager, and Daisuke liked to keep your lingerie on whenever you wore it, he said it looked hotter that way. You were dripping wet, so you didn't need much more prep, and with his pre already leaking out his cock it was also much smoother. You slowly lowered yourself on his cock, sighing with relief once he bottomed out. So did he, the feeling of your warm cunt swallowing him and your walls fitting him tightly was never any less good than the first time. You were even tighter today, since it had been a while without the stretch.

"f-fuck... baby... s'tight..." he managed to hiss, hands instinctively moving to hold your hips in an encouraging grip for you to ride him. And yes, you were desperate to feel him ravaging your insides, but you missed the closeness too, so you lay closer to his body, only moving your hips back and forth slowly to start the motion. You two are so close your breaths intertwine, looking lovingly at each other's eyes, reveling in the way your bodies connected again after so long. You pick up the pace slowly once Daisuke starts thrusting up into you, a sign he wants to go faster.

Not even ten minutes pass before you're fully riding his cock, bouncing on him while he desperately meets your hips midway, thrusting into you with whines and moans that sometimes get even louder than yours. He notices how one of your hands goes down your body to stimulate your clit and the way your insides clamp onto his cock greedily, signaling you're close to your climax without even having to tell him. He's your husband, after all. One of his hands quickly pushes yours away, his thumb expertly drawing circles on your clit the way he knows makes you crazy. Slow circles, quick circles, then he spells his name. And right when he finishes doing so, you let out a nice cry of his name he's missed, he hasn't heard you moan like that since before that Tulpar internship. Daisuke let's you slowly come down of your high, holding your hips tenderly. Once you're lucid enough, you look up to his face, and just the sigh of him is enough to make you want to keep going.

He was about to ask how you felt, if you needed any aftercare or a moment before continuing, but you caught him by surprise when you resumed your previous pace, just this time your pussy was much tighter and sensitive after your orgasm. It felt so good, way too good, that it made Daisuke yelp at first--surprised by the unepected action and the unexpected overwhelming pleasure. He was starting to get overstimulated, he was way too close to coming for you to keep bouncing on him like that.

"B-babe! S-Slow down..!" Daisuke whined, yet his hips contradicted his words and betrayed his mind, sloppily thrusting up into you. "I... Imma come inside if... if you keep going like th-that..." his voice cracked, giving away the overstimulation tears that were starting to flow down his face.

"S'okay, love..." you panted, mind way too fucked out and horny to care for how your words were delivered. Needy and desperate. "Why don't you... why don't you fill me up, huh..?" you only slowed down for a moment to get closer to his ear, still grinding your hips down. "Want you to knock me up..." you nipped at his earlobe for good measure, and if you were thinking a little better, you would've sworn that broke something in him.

Daisuke shuddered at your words before letting out one more pathetic whimper, and his hands gripped your thighs so tight you knew there would be bruises. He started a sloppy but fast pace, a desperate and hungry one. Was he getting off at the idea of getting you pregnant? You couldn't possibly think of an answer to that with your brains being fucked out, eyes rolling back as Daisuke's cock hit the deepest part of your cunt over and over. If it could get bruised in there, it definitel was now. You reveled in the way you could feel your whole lower body being slammed by his cock, over and over and over, until you reached your climax unexpectedly again. This time it was weaker, all you could do was choke out a moan, while the way you tightened impossibly more made Daisuke cry. Literally cry. His back arched off the mattress and he full on cried your name out loud as he came.

You'd never heard him do that before. And it didn't get out of your head.

Not when he pulled you off him and laid you down next to him. Not when he put your knees to your chest and told you to keep them there so you'd have better chances at getting knocked up, because you'd reassured him that's what you wanted, after all. Not when you two drifted off to sleep cuddled up against each other, his tear stained face so peaceful and handsome under the dim lightning of the moonlight.

Maybe you'd make him cry again one of these days.

[livinglycan]

☽ ~ The sand shifts beneath your paws and the scent of salt fills your nostrils ~ 𓃥

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ "𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚍, 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍" ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

Ello!! You can call me Fengari, Feng, Gar, or Ari! I'm transmasc and my pronouns are He/It/That + any dog or (were)wolf related neos! I'm (feralromantic) aroallo, MLM/Gay, wolfdog freak, and objectum.

Feralromantic and wolfdog freak are both coins termed by me!

I am a werewolf. This is not a kintype, I am physically a werewolf. I’ll still post under the werewolfkin tags because I feel like werewolfkin can relate to my experience. I am a therian and otherkin but stuff relating to that can be found on my main blog, @confused-canid where I interact from. I appreciate the use of tone tags for me!

This blog is for me posting about me being a werewolf, or werewolf related things! This could be my selfships, art writings, etc.! My tags are: #Running with the wolves🐺 - Talking with my mutuals! #Howling at the moon🌕 - Original posts that are text! #Weird little claw marks✏️ - My art! This will usually be paired with text so it will be tagged as #Howling at the moon🌕 and as #Weird little claw marks✏️! #yapping back🌙 - Responding to asks! #Tasty posts🦴 - reblogs relating to this blog but not therian related or my own (usually used for posts I’m saving for later), #Rabies🥩 - Gore, animal death, angry stuff, and other things that make me hungry, #Home🌲 - Heart-home (Vancouver island) stuff, #Mother🏹🦌 - Artemis worship related things, #Little wolf🐾 - Agere posts (rbs and original ones

Theriotypes:

~Harlequin great Dane

~Bottlenose dolphin

~Western coyote (unsure what type but one that lives in or near Kansas, prairie dwelling)

~Leopard seal

~ Rocky mountain Bighorn sheep

Kintypes:

~Merfolk

~Two legged dragon

~Marble fox Kitsune

Others:

~Equidae clado hearted

~Changeling holothere

~ Lemon shork (Kaiju paradise)

~ Like slime pup (Kaiju paradise)

~ Nightcrawler (Kaiju paradise)

~ Chocolate sprinklekit (Kaiju paradise)

~ Lockheed SR-71 blackbird

DNI: Basic DNI criteria+, NSFW blog, make a lot of nsfw posts about werewolves, Radqueer, RCTA, Proship or any variants of it, Demonizes cluster B disorders or delusions/are an ableist, Zionist/pro Israel (Get tf off my blog. Seriously. Like, leave right now. I will maul you.), antikin, fakeclaimer, anti researched self diagnoses, pro Trump, pro Biden (Trump is bad and so is Joe. He is directly funding the genocide against Palestine.), anti ACAB, Pro contact for harmful paras (People w/ big 3 and other harmful (if acted on) paras can interact but don’t go against the rest of my DNI. I hope you can recover, I'm proud of you. You can do this.), anti atypical dysphoria, or are here to debate me about my identity.

Anyways, bye creatures!

Last updated April 11th 2025

I live in the central daylight timezone / CT, in case you want to talk

a lot of this was just to show off these dividers

[encrucijada]

🧸 - Childhood friends & 🐾 - Pets for oc(s) of your choice?

i think these two are perfect to do with the eponymous character from perséfone, aka my book of the unreliable duology @teddywriting and i are writing.

🧸 - childhood friends

let me tell you about annie and persy. annie moved next door to persy when they were both around six. teddy made the perfect comparison of... they are basically that scene in bluey where bingo meets her best friend lilah. after that forging of instant friendship, annie begged her mum to let her have the room that had a window facing persy's. so from age six and until the end of time it was annie-and-persy. they did everything together, and i like to imagine they either: a) have the same birthday, b) have back-to-back birthdays, c) have the same date birthday but a month apart. they saw the best and worst versions of each other. this is a book about a platonic love story. they had a spanning intricate telenovela-type ongoing story with original characters. they gave each other awful haircuts persy's mum had to fix for them. they pointed at every pair of things and said "that's you and that's me <3". annie was the first person portrait persy ever did. persy was the first to hear annie play a full song on the guitar. they made friendship bracelets and bought too many friendship necklaces because the clasps always broke. they wore each other’s clothes to the point you couldn't really tell whose were whose. persy told annie about the angels in full seriousness in like the fourth grade, drew her a crude doodle of her angel (annie still has that doodle). they escaped to a concert when they were like sixteen. they got matching tattoos as soon as they turned eighteen. they still steal each other’s clothes but now it's easier to tell whose is whose. persy helped annie bleach and dye her hair in ninth grade, they still help her bleach and dye it to this day.

🐾 - pets

at some point in the book persy finds a flea ridden kitten outside that they take in a nurse to full health. they name her algodón de azúcar (aka cotton candy) but tend to just call her algodón (aka cotton) because as a baby she looked like a clump of wet cotton, grew into a majestic beast.

(images found on pinterest)

algodón is probably the only being alive to love persy as much as annie does. they had a rocky start to their relationship as algodón was a little feral kitten with trust issues, but after getting used to them algodón became the clingiest cat alive. she likes annie too but persy is her person and she needs to be in the same room as them or else she will start wailing. persy carried algodón around in the pockets of their clothes and in baby slings when she was a kitten to take her with them everywhere, especially considering they move around a lot throughout the book (as in they change house a lot). she sleeps with persy and annie on their bed, usually on that gap between the wall and the pillows. wakes annie up to feed her in the mornings (annie usually ends up just going back to sleep and then algodón will wake persy a bit later). she is extremely shy around anyone who isn't annie and persy, this includes annie's band members. the boys call her "the ghost" because she's all white and they only catch glimpses of her unless she's asleep when they arrive because algodón tends to hide until they leave.

[nectar-daze]

𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 ✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧

welcome welcome welcome, if you give a shit enough to take a gander at this page in the first place, thank you. you absolute star

𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔩 ˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

exhilarated and mortified at the human experience ✩ ENFP ✩ she/they ✩ im new to this so sorry for any crumby coding errors :/ ✩ may or may not be a ghost ✩ 19 ✩ libra btw ✩ reading ✩ writing ✩ philosophy ✩ big 420 fan, the biggest, you might say✩

𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔠 ✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧

Mazzy Star ☆ The Cranberries ☆ Smashing Pumpkins ☆ Pixies ☆ Fiona Apple ☆ TV Girl ☆ Grateful Dead ☆ Blur ☆ Cigarettes After Sex ☆ Echo & The Bunnymen ☆ Gorillaz ☆ Garbage ☆ Lana Del Rey ☆ Grateful Dead ☆ $uicideBoy$ ☆ Freddie Dredd ☆ City Morge ☆ Steely Dan ☆ I, Monster ☆ Fog Lake

𝔪𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔢𝔰 ⋆｡°🕯️✩.˚₊

eyes wide shut ☆ interview with a vampire ☆ scream ☆ any of the live action scooby doo movies ☆ cruel intentions ☆ empire records ☆ trainspotting ☆ dazed and confused ☆ gia ☆ the crow ☆ X ☆ pearl ☆ jennifer's body ☆ fight club ☆ titanic ☆ knives out ☆ crimson peak ☆ howl's moving castle ☆ mid90's ☆ twin peaks ☆ nightmare on elm street ☆ halloween ☆ kill bill volumes I & II ☆ pretty in pink ☆ rocky horror picture show ☆ the virgin suicides ☆

𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 ⋆˚🐾˖°

shameless ☆ devilman crybaby ☆ derry girls ☆ castlevania ☆ breaking bad ☆ good girls ☆ euphoria ☆ boondocks ☆ south park ☆ adventure time ☆ that 70's show ☆ always sunny ☆ SNL ☆

𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔰 ༻📖༺

daisy jones & the six ☆ my year of rest and relaxation ☆ fight club ☆ the bell jar ☆ the 7 1/2 deaths of evelyn hardcastle ☆ interview with a vampire ☆ the vampire lestat ☆ queen of the damned ☆ the satanic bible ☆ a certain hunger ☆ prozac nation ☆ just kids ☆ boy parts ☆ call me by your name ☆ rouge ☆ manhunt ☆ siren queen ☆ jigsaw ☆

And as a bonus:

[t3am-r0adk1ll]

hii i was wondering if you can do ej nsfw with a s/o whos into bloodplay ?! :3

guhh I truly apologize for the delay 😓 gonna keep trying to write... more... often... i promise...

You'd been going at it with Jack for about an hour already, the wall most likely was already indented by the bed frame. But you weren't even close to being done yet, God no. You never lasted less than two hours with this... feral lover of yours.

He'd always hit the right spot, so good, so deep. Almost effortlessly, he picked you up with one arm and steadied himself with the other one, bringing your back flush to his chest; so much you weren't even in a proper doggy-style position, he was just holding you up all the way.

And, goodness, the way he'd make you dizzy with each thrust. Even if he went slow and deep, or he just rutted his hips against yours in a desperate manner, it always managed to make you cockdrunk and slobber all over yourself. He was just that good.

You were only pulled out of your daze when you came for the fourth time in the night, triggering Jack's first orgasm of the session. Being all shaky and overstimulated at the end of all this was worth it, you thought, for the look of bliss he has when he sees his cum slowly flow out your hole. Or holes, if it was a special occasion...

What really made you come back to reality, even though your orgams would've been enough, was a sharp pain you felt on the crook of your neck at the same time Jack groaned, spilling his load in you. He'd bitten you, buried his sharp teeth in your flesh so deep he could almost just take a bite out of you right then and there.

You would've expected it to make you yelp in pain. So did Jack.

Instead, you moaned.

You moaned louder than when you came. Louder than when the tip of his cock kissed your cervix over and over. With post-nut clarity, Jack was concerned by the trickle of blood flowing out of your neck, but you merely whimpered at the dull pain you felt.

"Sweetheart... are you okay?" Jack whispered in your ear once his fangs detached from your flesh, still sticky with your blood. The sweetest treat Jack had ever tasted. "I... I apologize, I don't know what I was thinkin-"

"Again."

"What?"

"Again... bite me again."

You were serious. Even though a single tear--of overstimulation or pain, Jack couldn't really tell--slid down your cheek, you had this determination in your lust-blown eyes that Jack knew all too well. The kind of determination you had the first time you'd encouraged him to take his mask off in front of you. You'd been so sweet, yet so fixed on getting what you wanted from him. And you always managed to get your way.

You knew that playing with Jack's instincts was dangerous. Yet, you couldn't help but arch your back and let out a choked up moan once he buried his teeth in the flesh of the opposite side of your neck again. And again. And again. Because he couldn't get enough of your moans. Of you.

Your neck was quickly covered with bite marks and blood. Jack was losing it—taking little hints of what you could taste like every time he bit into your flesh, savoring your blood. It was nearly miraculous how you weren’t passing out when he was brutally pounding into you, practically making you bleed out.

His moans were more animalistic each time, his thrusts deeper and more messy. He was being an absolute beast, a flesh-eating beast, and you could only moan and pant with what was left of your strength. You took so much time to recover after that night...

so short... but i hope you liked it... 😓

[t3am-r0adk1ll]

— NSFW Alphabet with Tim!

god did i have fun writing this 😈 and i hope you have fun reading it!!

*all these headcanons are assuming s/o and Tim are already in a relationship, I don’t see him as one to have fuck buddies or one-night-stands.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) It’s a different story between Tim and Masky. One will check up on you, ask how it was and how you feel, if you need anything, and will clean you up if you just wanna cuddle/sleep after. And then the other one is less attentive. At most he’ll lazily clean you up if you insist and bring you water if you really need it and he’s not feeling lazy enough not to do so. And he just won’t stay around longer than necessary, in his mindset he’s got “better shit to do.”

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) I feel like Tim’s and Masky’s favorite body part of themselves is their arms. ‘Cause they’re strong, useful, and Masky loves to easily pin you down while Tim loves holding you.

Now their favorite body part of yours would be your ass and thighs. Idk he strikes me as a thigh man. And ass. Ass and thigh. Masky doesn’t really mind that stuff as long as he’s got a hole to put it in (sorry but he’s just not romantic like that).

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Breeding kink, anyone? Tim would have one. Thinking about knocking you up and making a pretty little family really does it for him. Yk gives him hope that he can have a normal life for a little bit. Even if you can’t get pregnant, he likes to entertain that idea in his head while he’s balls-deep in you. So that means he will cum inside as long as you let him. Oh also he cums a lot, and it’s more thick than watery (bro doesn’t have a balanced diet cmon y’all, with all those blackouts and stuff? yeah I think not).

Masky likes cumming on your face, with your tongue out. Feels like he’s marking you. But also humiliating you. So he gets a little kick out of it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Tim doesn’t need Masky to front to be stealing your underwear, lemme tell you that. If he could, before you were dating, he was already making a collection of used underwear of yours. Yes he sniffed them while jerking off and yes he sniffed them to sleep sometimes.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) I’d say you’re not his first but, again, he doesn’t strike me as the kind to have fuckbudies or one-night-stands. Ig he knows what he’s doing and he’s a good learner when it comes to what you like, but he’s not like a fuckboy or anything-

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Doggy, leap frog (yk basics from behind, he loves your ass remember?), if Tim’s tired then he’ll let you ride him. Now Masky likes it from behind too but more forceful, he’ll like- make the bed creak and won’t stop til he’s either done or you’re begging him to stop. He might not even stop if you blackout on him, who knows.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Tim’s rarely goofy at all so no. He’s got more of a romantic, focused attitude when it comes to intimacy with you. And Masky just doesn’t talk at all unless it’s to give you a command or degrade you. He fucks you like he hates you. He doesn’t though, he’s more… obsessed with you? Tim’s there cause he’s in love, Masky lets him bc he’s obsessed. Makes sense?

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) we all know our man is hairyyyy and if you don’t mind he doesn’t trim regularly, he can’t bother to do so with so much stuff in his mind. If you do mention it he’ll try to keep it trimmed for you. Don’t expect him to shave entirely (at least not often).

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Ok so. You had to work it out with Tim before he could be comfortable being intimate with you. He’s got trust issues so it took a while before he actually felt comfortable being intimate and vulnerable. Not a bunch of “I love you”s and cuddles the first few times, that happened after a while. Now Masky just… can’t be intimate for the life of him. Ask him to be a little more intimate and he’ll laugh at your face (chuckle, we know he doesn’t laugh a lot).

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Before you? Rarely, like twice or thrice a week maybe. After you? Yk, before dating you but when he was stalking getting to know you? A lot. When he’s with you he prefers to take it out on you, so rarely once more.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) well well well… this is a long one if I elaborate, so lemme just list them…

previously mentioned breeding kink, breathplay, dacryphilia, somnophilia, sadism, corruption, degradation. These are both Tim’s and Masky’s so uh have fun.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) Tim prefers privacy, so your/his bed, the shower, etc. Masky doesn’t give a fuck, he’ll have you whenever he wants you. He finds the car the most common place to fuck you in, though. If you’re out doing something or he just came home frustrated and you go out to greet him, he’ll just drag you to the backseat and fuck the daylights out of you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) For Tim it’s if you’re doing anything domestic. Doing dishes, cooking, cleaning, fixing/cleaning the car? He’s gonna reward you real well later. For Masky it’s whenever he’s pent up or frustrated, he’ll take it out on you by fucking you because he knows he can’t afford to hurt you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Tim hates the idea of actually hurting you. Yk knife play or slapping you. Most he’ll do is spank you and even then he’ll ask if he was too rough and apologize. In contrast, Masky has no restraint. He will do whatever he wants to you, whenever he wants, and you know better than to disobey…

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Oh, Tim gives you head like he’s starving. Not like… not messy and eager like Toby would (Toby alphabet also in production) but he’s relentless, gives you good head and won’t stop until you’re overstimulated. Masky hardly ever uses his mouth on you. Only to tease you to the point of tears and then fuck you into oblivion. And he lovessss to force his thick cock down your throat and gag on it- (sorry)

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) I’m not original at all with this but idc. Tim’s slow and sensual, maybe he’ll go hard and slow as he gets closer to cumming. Masky just… he doesn’t think about that. If he wants to go agonizingly slow he will, and if he wants to rearrange your guts until your hole bleeds then he will.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Tim isn’t a fan. Masky usually fucks you so rough it feels like a quickie.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) As long as you talk it through and already built that trust with Tim, he’s probably open to try things with you. Masky will not ask you if you want to try anything, if he wants to he will. If you propose things to him he’ll laugh at your face (again.)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Tim can last up to 2 rounds if the first one wasn’t physically demanding, Masky just needs to cum so as long as he does that he doesn’t really need another round. Unless he’s in a mood and wants to torture you. He’ll drag it out no matter how many times he cums.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) I feel like none of them do. If you do have toys none of them would be interested in trying them, but if you want to implement them, Tim would be totally fine with that, just talk it through. Masky would spiral and ask if he’s just not enough or something, so maybe don’t try with him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Tim doesn’t tease you further than verbally, doesn’t see the need. Masky’s whole deal is teasing you and making you cry for him, so he’s very unfair I’d say.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Loud enough for only you to hear. Grunts and deep, low moans. Masky does not make sound, actually. Somehow he manages to keep it together while making you cry and scream his name.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) If you catch him off-guard you have a chance to hear Tim whimper, but it’s a rare chance. Like, riding him and you kiss a hickey on a specially sensitive part of his neck, and you’ll probably get him to whimper.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) ok so as previously stated, hairy, all over. Strong arms and overall chubby yum yum 🤤 now about his size I’d say average, about 6.5-7 inches and thickkk you’ll feel that dick all the way inside you every timeeee

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Tim’s is not that high, I’d say average. He’s usually busy and tired, most he’ll do is lazy, cuddly sex if you two really need it. Masky’s a little higher but because that’s his coping mechanism for when he’s frustrated.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Tim falls asleep after making sure you don’t need anything else, he falls asleep easily cause he’s with you and you tired him out hehe. Masky doesn’t even stay in bed after he’s done with you. He’ll go out either for a smoke or to do anything else.

hope you stuck around and liked it as much as i liked writing it 🤤

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Please I need a curly x reader fic where the reader see how stressed out Curly is and offers another way for him to relax…the cockpit has a lock…🙏 excited to see the fic if you chose to do this!

ok so a little short teehee~ i hope this delivers though!

You knew Curly just as well as any other crew member. He was a ray of sunshine, a beaming motivation in the midst of the sad grey ship you were all trapped in.

He was always cheering everyone up, saying words of ecouragement of advising them to take a break. Never did he show any signs of exhaustion, frustration, or anything else than joy for that matter. But you knew better than to assume he was fine. Of course being captain was an arduous task, he must've felt like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. He was so specially kind to you, or so it seemed to every other member of the crew.

You two had longer conversations after morning meetings and seemed to engage in playful banter while working, had your coffee together... y'know, stuff close friends do.

Little did everyone know how actually close you were. Or, well; right now, how close Curly was.

"Haah~ hun, keep that up and- shit..." He panted, gently pushing your head further down his cock. You knew just as well as he did that he wouldn't last long if you kept sucking him off like that.

Sometimes it was a blessing the cockpit had a lock.

And sometimes, the blessing was you, Curly thought.

The stress, the burden of being a captain would've driven him insane if he hadn't met you. Such a good friend at first, then gradually becoming fuck buddies one of those lonely nights at the Tulpar. You would either listen at him vent about his stress and burdens or make him forget about them with the warmth of your touch.

Not even five minutes later, you were bouncing on his lap, your plushy thighs and ass slapping against his muscular ones, the only sounds in the cockpit now were the wet plap plap plap each time he buried his length as deep as possible inside you, making your eyes roll back and your breath hitch, and the ragged breaths you two let out in an attempt to lessen the louder moans.

“G-gods… you’re- ahh- you’re amazing…” Curly mumbled in your neck, arms tightly wrapped around your waist while he helped you bounce up and down. “Captain~” you moaned, because you’d learned he has a thing for titles. At least when it comes to you. “You’re doing so good, hun… feels so good…” He always mumbled praises against your neck whenever he was close, it was his giveaway, so you gave your best to him until you were the first one to come—his request—and he followed soon after; whimpering your name.

Then you’d sit there for a moment, catching your breath, and after that you’d sneak out of the cockpit and into your respective quarters as if nothing had happened. But still, you both knew that it’d happen again and again. You were one of the few things keeping Curly sane.

Of course you’d do it, he was your Captain, he deserves it.

again, too short and took too long but here it is!!

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hi. can have nsfw alphabet with brian thomas please. i beg you.🙏 (sorry, im writing through a translator.)

Note: this took me SO LONG. i am sorry. but i'm trying to be back trust trust ily anons <33

NSFW Alphabet with Brian!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Brian is a little mean in bed, he likes to overstimulate you until you’re crying and shaking, so he’ll make sure to take proper care of you afterwards! if you want a bath or snacks, he’s on it.

Hoodie on the other hand won’t be as attentive, but will still hug you and play with your hair caringly while you fall asleep. And then he’ll leave, or if he doesn’t to do anything, he’ll stay and watch you sleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Both Brian and Hoodie love your eyes. How pretty they are, how you look at him, how tears fall from them because of the overstimulation he provides you.

Brian’s favorite part of his body is his hands. they’re nice hands, and he can feel you up and make you feel good with them. Hoodie doesn’t really have a favorite part of his body.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) on your ass, stomach, or face. he’ll cum inside if you ask, but he’ll be a little hesitant to do so. he cums a normal amount of, it’s a bit thicker though.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) sometimes when you’re on the phone with him and he’s very needy, he palms himself to your voice. you could be there talking about the most trivial, boring shit ever, and he’s over there handling his boner while listening to your voice.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) he wasn’t a player back in high school, but we can all see how handsome he is, so he definitely has had a few lays. idk about relationships though, he doesn’t seem interested in those. not until you came along, at least.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) doggy or leap frog. he just has this thing for cumming all over your ass, and those are positions in which he can do that.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) maybe Brian can crack a joke or two about how sensitive you are or how good you taste, he’s a tease. Hoodie is usually silent, don’t expect much verbal communication from him at all.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) he doesn’t grow much hair, but what he grows he keeps trimmed. not completely shaved, just trimmed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) sometimes Brian will feel more romantic and be super intimate with you!! Hoodie mostly has sex with you because he’s frustrated so he’ll be more rough though- sorry :[ (unless you like that-)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) not often. before you, he doesn’t really need to do that on a regular basis, only when he happens to have an erection and has to get it done with. after you, he’d rather just fuck you instead.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) i think i might’ve seen this hc somewhere but I absolutely think that Brian would love to see you in lingerie. if it’s lacy you’re driving him insane.

Hoodie has a corruption kink, he’ll want to see you start taking in his bad habits like smoking or doing drugs now and then.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) Brian loves to make it very romantic, so he’ll want to do it in private places like your bedroom or the bathtub.

Hoodie prefers free access: whenever he wants it, wherever he wants it. If he wants you right after coming back from a mission, you better be ready.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) For Brian, to just see you doing normal stuff like reading or watching a movie while you’re wearing just a shirt of his and your underwear, that would make him pounce on you asap.

For Hoodie, it’s seeing you indulge in the bad habits he passed down to you. If he finds you smoking a cigarette on the porch, he’s dragging you inside the house immediately.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Brian wouldn’t hurt you any further than spanking, not even if you asked. Hoodie might be a little more rough, he wouldn’t go to the point of drawing blood though.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Both would rather give. Brian is pretty skilled, he makes you cum more than once in 10 minutes, and Hoodie would rather edge you for like half an hour before making you cum the hardest.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Brian will mostly want to be slow and sensual, unless he’s really pent up and really needs you, in which occasion he’ll be a little more rough. Hoodie is rough, but he loves controlling your orgasm, so he’ll make sure you last at least two hours before he lets you cum.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Both Brian and Hoodie are fine with quickies. If you really need it, no problem.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Hoodie will probably make you experiment stuff without you asking… and as for Brian he’s fine with doing new things to you, he’s a little hesitant about you doing anything to him. (as in for example I don’t think he’d let you peg him 🧍)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Oh, this man lasts at LEAST an hour and a half. With Hoodie, definitely expect more than one round.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) Not toys per se, but things like ropes and handcuffs that Hoodie stole are things that you can incorporate in bed. oh, Hoodie would also use his gun as a prop.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Brian is a bit of a tease, but he can’t hold back much with you. Hoodie, as I mentioned previously, would edge tf out of you. Edge you for hours.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Brian grunts and sighs enough for it to be pleasant. Hoodie is mostly dead silent unless he’s commanding you to do something.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) If he’s got days-long missions, Hoodie’s taking a pair of your panties with him. Also, expect phone sex with Brian. And probably sexting with Hoodie.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Fairly muscular, not like BUILT but you can tell he has some muscles alright. BLOND HAPPY TRAIL 🤤🤤🤤 now about that dihh; not as girthy as Tim's but still has good girth, you can feel that thing alr, but it is on the longer side (a little under 7 inches)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Brian isn't super needy, he really just adjusts to how high yours is. Hoodie isn't going to fuck you every night, either, but when he wants it, he's not taking no for an answer.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Brian falls asleep a little after you, he likes to watch you fall asleep. Unless he's sleep deprived from missions, then he'll fall asleep almost immediately after you're done 😭

Hoodie will watch you sleep, unless he has somewhere to be, then he'll make sure you're asleep before leaving.

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— Holidays with Tim!

Tim Wright x afab!reader (chubby reader implied..?)

Note: Merry Christmas/Happy holidays y'all! got inspired last minute so hehe~ here's a christmas present for my fellow Tim/Masky lovers! I'm still working on reqs (kill me) I promise they will be done over winter break!!!

CW: dry humping for like 2 seconds, soft/lazy morning sex, Tim is a softie bc i say so, creampie (yippie!!)

You woke up to the cold of December’s snowfall and the smell of coffee coming from your bedside table. Of course Tim woke up to bring you coffee for whenever you woke up. And of course he laid back down behind you, unknowingly waking you up with his soft kisses and caresses to your sleeping form. You shifted just enough to let him know you were awake—or, well, in the process of waking up. You were still barely aware of your surroundings, just the warmth coming from Tim’s body that enveloped you comfortably compared to the chilling cold of the weather.

“Hm… mornin’ hun…” he muttered, leaving a kiss behind your ear, following it with many others down your neck.

You subconsciously arched your back at the sensation, letting out a soft hum in response. That was when you could feel his erection poke your behind, much warmer than the rest of his body. Almost as if by instinct, you grinded your hips against his, coaxing a deep groan out of him. Tim was quiet, but his hands were clear enough when they wandered your curves, giving a gentle squeeze to your love handles and then your thighs; his favorite part of your body. After your eyes, of course. And your hair. And your moles. Damnit, every single little thing of your body drove him insane. But he’d die on your thighs if he could.

Tim’s hand went to your heat, right where you needed him, since he knew the soft kisses he’d given you and his touch was enough to get you going. You were already so warm and wet, it wasn’t normal how easy it was for him to turn you on. He started drawing lazy circles on your clit, getting to hear your soft, half-asleep whimpers. The feeling of his rough hands caressing you so carefully was more than enough to have you already grinding your hips down on his fingers, soaking them with your arousal. It wasn’t long before you lazily pulled your underwear off, only leaving your oversized tee on, a silent beg for more.

Tim already knew you so well that you didn’t have to talk for him to know what you wanted. So he put you in a more comfortable position, half laying on the bed and half leaning against his chest, one strong hand held your side while the other was still gently prepping you. He only stopped to pull his own underwear off, and he chuckled at the whine that came from you.

“I know, baby, I know. Gimme a sec…” he whispered against your neck, leaving a soft peck there while he lined himself up with your entrance.

He teased you only a bit, since he was also desperate to feel you, and his cock easily slipped right in with how wet you were. Tim’s pace was slow and lazy; it always was at the beginning. It was perfect for mornings like this, you got to slowly and gently wake up before he was fucking your brains out. Though today, you had to beg for him to go faster; he was more focused on adoring your body and the feeling of your warm insides, which was not for you to complain about, but you were growing a little more desperate.

You ground your hips back against his, a little sign to get his attention.

“Baby… m-more…” you begged gently, in that sleepy voice that always made his cock throb. Sometimes you wondered if he maybe was into somnophilia or something similar…

“Hm… want me to go faster, doll?” Tim asked in his gravely, almost uninterested voice. The only giveaway to his pleasure was his heavy breathing. He indulged in your request, giving you a distinctively sharp thrust just to hear your breath hitch and feel your cunt squeeze him gratefully.

“Hmm… you like that, pretty? Feel your pussy takin’ me good… I think you like this…” he teased you, but you couldn’t complain when his thrusts were becoming harsher though not any faster, he was going hard and slow, just like he loved it. He could revel in your whimpers and how your body trembled every time, but still have the upper hand in the situation. Maybe that need to take control didn’t come directly from his own feelings, maybe it was induced by Masky, but that was the least of Tim’s concerns right now. Fucking you nice and good was enough to keep his mind focused solely on you.

“T-Tim… close… so close…” you brought his thoughts back to the moment when you warned him of your orgasm, he could feel your walls become tighter and slicker, drawing him closer to release too. He slowed down just enough to keep you there but elongate your climax so that you could cum harder and before him. Always so attentive. He may have had ulterior motives, though, because he could never get sick of the way you moaned and whimpered his name over and over as you came on his cock.

And he was gentle again while bringing you back from your high, again littering your neck with kisses on his previously made love bites, lovingly caressing your lower belly where you could feel the warmth of him when he filled you up. Both of you liked it as much; he felt like he’d marked you, and you just loved feeling so full of him. You were so sleepy you didn’t really want to get cleaned up, at least not yet, and you insisted when you laid on his chest, ready to sleep for at least fifteen more minutes. It wasn’t like Tim could complain, he loved holding you and cuddling with you, it just felt right. It made him happy. He knew you made him happy.

And you knew it too when he whispered on your hair as you drifted off on his chest, “Merry Christmas, honey…”

If you cringed at the end, dw me too i just had to keep it on topic 😭 also yes the coffee was cold asf when you woke up again but uh he warmed it back up for u later hehe-

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— Gunplay with Ford! (nsfw!!!)

Stanford Pines x gn!reader Summary: You’re a freaky, like REAL freaky one and it just so happens that Ford carries a gun around all the damn time… and you just can’t help yourself.

You had to beg Ford to try anything new in bed.

You were a little too freaky for your own good, you always knew that. You’d been high off your ass a couple of times when having sex and you barely remembered what happened the morning after, only having marks and mysterious fluids on your body as evidence of your adventures. Now you were a little more settled, being that you were in a stable relationship with Stanford, but that risky side of you wasn’t gone, obviously. You had noticed how Ford was pretty vanilla, very gentle and loving when it came to sex, and to anything in general really. You wouldn’t have it any other way, but there was still that something… some spark you were missing. And apparently, your partner was a gun kinda guy, he had many types of cool alien guns he’d brought from the years he’d spent hopping dimensions, as he’d told you, and some others he’d modified himself. The fantasy of Ford defending you by aiming his gun at any threat already had you dripping, your dirtiest side taking over some nights when you just had to touch yourself at the thought.

Eventually, you resolved to try and ask him if he’d be willing to do some gunplay in the bedroom, because god damn did you need it badly. It was a hard task, a lot of kissing and begging involved before Ford finally gave in to your request.

“Please, my love…” you made your best pleading voice as you sucked a sensual kiss to Ford’s neck, rutting your hips down on his lap to try and work him up. But of course, such an unusual ask had left him a little shocked.

“S-Stardust, I-" his breath hitched with another kiss you left, this one turning to a hickey as you nipped at the skin of his neck. But Ford’s hands found your hips, stopping your motion so he could actually concentrate. You pulled your face away from his neck with your brows slightly furrowed and your best pleading, needy eyes. Fuck, weren’t you a sight for sore eyes.

“That’s too dangerous, my love…” Ford’s eyes trailed over your face, as if silently asking what was wrong with you for you to want such a thing. But his hand was gentle and soft when he cupped your face on it, his gaze with a flicker of worry. “I wouldn’t bear the pain of hurting you in the slightest…” was all he could manage to try and discourage you.

But you turned your face to kiss his palm, your lips lingering there for a millisecond longer than needed, and you slowly fluttered your eyes open after that gentle peck. “Please…” you begged with a whisper, then one of your hands gently held Ford’s in place as your lips trailed down his wrist, slowly and teasingly. Along the way, you muttered some more pleads, whimsical and needy. Then your lips moved back to his hand, his fingers more specifically, and you kissed each one of them, gently sucking at the tips. Each time you’d finish kissing one of them, you’d look right into Ford’s eyes and whimper a 'please' again. When you got to his sixth finger, your lips lingered a little longer, this time sucking the finger as if it were his cock. He knew that feeling all too well, how you’d do exactly the things you knew would drive him crazy. But you staring right into his eyes while absolutely worshipping him to try and get him to fulfill your sick fantasy, that was what did it.

Ford let out a defeated groan, rolling his desk chair closer to a drawer that seemed to be locked. It wasn’t unusual for him to have dangerous things locked down at the basement anyway, it was his lab and he experimented with anything he found, so many dangerous chemicals and objects could be found down there. But he turned the key and opened the drawer only to reveal a handgun that had a futuristic look, most likely a product of alien technology you had little to no knowledge of. Your eyes widened slightly with expectation and a bit of surprise because, apparently Ford gave in, just like that.

“On your knees. Now.” Ford’s voice was different when he said this, darker, and his eyes had a lustful edge to them as well. You could only answer with a grateful whimper and immediately got off his lap and on your knees in front of him, expectant to anything he’d tell you to do. You weren’t only down bad, but also absolutely infatuated with this man, and the need you felt only made you more submissive to Stanford. You didn’t know what to expect, you weren’t expecting anything in specific when he actually accepted. But it took you off guard when he put the gun at level with his hips, right in front of where his cock strained his slacks, pointed at you. He must’ve noticed when you licked your lips, because he gave a nod and commanded firmly again. “Go on. Suck.”

Your eyes looked up at him, at how he seemed to both want this and absolutely despise it at the same time. Stanford adored you, his one and only and the love of his life, but when you begged to be submitted and threatened so eagerly… if there was something harder than to keep you away from harm and keep you safe, it was to resist you. He watched intently as you gingerly kitten-licked the muzzle, a little moan escaping you as you felt the cold, odd-tasting metal. If one lick got you so worked up, Ford couldn’t wait to see what you would look like with the whole barrel in your mouth. You slowly started to take more and more deeper into your mouth, lips slightly trembling along the cold surface and making you gag with your own saliva. Because yes, you are salivating more than usual; a result of the arousal, excitement, and nervousness of encountering yourself sucking on a gun that you have no idea if it’s loaded or not. You trust your lover, of course you do, and he would never even dare hurting you. But the gun still makes you shake and tears prick at your eyes, the thrill is too good to stop, the slight fear only heightens your arousal. Before you know it, you’re drooling all over the gun, sloppily taking what you can, whimpering at the sensation. Ford’s breath had already become more labored, just the show you were putting on was enough to make him painfully hard. You only noticed when he abruptly pulled the gun away from you, a trail of saliva still connecting your tongue with the muzzle, and you looked up at Ford’s flushed face. Only then you noticed his hands were quite literally shaking, either with anticipation, need, or fear of accidentally hurting you. When you caught your breath a bit more, you slowly started to move your hands up to his belt to undo it. He didn’t stop you, and that meant he wanted this, just couldn’t even register why, so he couldn’t ask for it properly. Your dear love, although much older and presumably wiser than you, was already and overstimulated mess in your hands, and the least you could do for him right now was taking his painfully hard cock in your hand, pumping it a few times, and then gently wrapping your lips at the tip.

It was a gentle gesture, yet enough to make Stanford shudder and let your name out of his mouth with a choked gasp. His free hand found its way to your hair, shakily stroking. But your gaze wandered towards his right hand which still held the gun. You reached for it, carefully not to startle Ford, and brought it closer to your face. The only thing Ford could do was stare, and later whimper when your lips left the tip of his cock to suck on the gun’s muzzle again, your hand still attending to Ford’s needs. Then you did the opposite, moving your mouth back to Ford’s aching cock while you stroked the gun. You were a vision, way too erotic for him to hold on any longer. You could see it in the grimace of pleasure and also shame that was plastered on Ford’s face, he was so painfully close and you could feel his cock throbbing in your hand. With your flushed face and reddened lips from sucking, you looked up at Ford, your glazed eyes could’ve made him faint right then and there.

“Please… cum on my mouth… wanna taste you, baby…” you breathlessly pleaded, still erotically and eagerly stroking both his dick and his gun, alternating with your mouth on either. Your plead wasn’t unheard, it was about a minute or two before Ford’s muscles stiffened and relaxed again a few times, his hot cum spilling on your tongue and a little bit spilling out from your mouth, making the edges of it dirty. So messy, but you always enjoyed to be messy and Ford was clear on that. He couldn’t help staring, even if he’d already cum, the way you eagerly cleaned him up with your tongue was impossible to ignore.

After you tucked him back into his boxers, you nuzzled closer to the warm bulge, leaving light affectionate kisses on him, as if it didn’t affect him nearly as much as it actually did. Then your gaze turned to the gun, and your curiosity made you ask.

“Is it actually loaded?” You nodded towards the gun so Ford knew what you referred to, the aftershocks of his orgasm still blurred his mind.

“Always is.” Ford breathed, and you felt another shock of arousal go straight to the lower half of your body at the knowledge that you just lived through the real deal, and it was hot as fuck.

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Can i ask for sal fisher, Masky and Lj with like a reader whose really girly, probably the standard cheerleader, sweet, all pink :"DDD this is my first time requesting here aaa

this is very cute ngl heh I had fun writing this!! :D hope you enjoy~!

Sal Fisher

I believe he likes you no matter what, like no matter your style, so it's not like it changes anything(?)

he definitely compliments you on it though

"hey pretty, I like your hair today~" he'll casually say if he notices you curled it/straightened it

you thought he wouldn't notice? your SO WRONGG

his impaired vision (lol one eyed hoe- /j) doesn't mean he won't notice AND comment on every single little detail of your aspect

"that color looks good on you" "those lace socks are really pretty, love!" and stuff like that

he's the sweetest honestly lucky you

Masky/Tim Wright

this one won't be as wholesome and cute i hope you already assumed that-

so with Tim and Masky it's different situations

Tim is in love with you, with how sweet you are to him and the peace you bring him

while Masky is obsessed with you, like sickly obsessed

both have sort of a thing for your seet and femenine style, again, in different ways

Tim thinks its cute; suits your personality and makes you look really pretty (more than you already are in his eyes)

anddddd Masky likes it because it reminds him of how different you two are, how sweet and pure you are compared to him (is this a mention of corruption kink? perhaps....)

so uh yeah, both like it, you got yourself two completely different bfs in the same body yay have fun

Laughing Jack

this is another sweetheart! he won't be as observant and compliment you on it constantly like Sal but will appreciate it fs if you dress up pretty for him

he'll definitely pick out your clothes for you. idk i see him doing that...

"oh, swetie, you look like a doll~" kinda comments, not even meant to be flirty but they still make you feel butterflies in you stomach

he's usually mean kind of sweet guy? yk what i mean? like he's sweet in a mean way-

so seeing your genuinely sweet personality makes him soften up a little bit.. maybe he does mean to be sweet when it's about you...

he'll probably squish you a little when he hugs you because you're so cute he gets that cuteness aggression... yeah...

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i'm sooo curious ab your thoughts on bill after reading your other stuff.. it'd be cool to see an nsfw or romantic alphabet (whichever you'd prefer) I'd you take reqs for those, if not.. I'm really just curious ab your head cannons haha, obviously make 'em as weird as you see fit >:)

NSFW Alphabet with Bill!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he'll probably only have sex with you if you've been an item for YEARS so he already cares for you; he'd give you a glass of water and tuck you in for a nap, most likely. or rewire your brain so you're not tired anymore. idk, depends on his mood.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

your insides. no, not your genitals/ass. your literal internal organs. to be fair, you should've expected that from him.

his fav body part from himself is probably his eye/mouth. he can do soooo many things to you with it, y'know?

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

HEAR ME OUTTT asexual reproduction. he doesn't produce cum. BUT he loves making you cum as many times as you can handle,and even beyond that. remember i told you he'd rewire your brain so you wouldn't feel as tired? he'll do that to his convenience. good luck :]

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

first thing that came to mind tbh is that he would love to open you up, as in cut your body open, and watch your organs move while he fucks you senseless. don't ask me why ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

you're not having normal, human sex with this guy. he'll do what comes to his mind. so don't worry about experience! who knows!

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

grabbing your arms and legs with his tendrils and holding you up in the air like tha, all exposed and vulnerable. it's even better if you try to get away!

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

this man is never serious. he WILL be degrading you by poking fun at you for how helpless you are and your reactions.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he's- he's a triangle. a literal geometric shape. wth do you think. (if he's in human form he has a bush and happy trail though- WHATTT WHO SAID THATT)

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he doesn't like the vulnerability of being intimate. he doesn't even feel love like we do, so don't expect lovey dovey behavior from this guy.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he doesn't need to. but he watches you when you do it.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

idk if what he likes classifies as kinks... everything is messed up with this guy.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

your mindscape. everything is able to be bent at your and his will!

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

the fact that you stay. no matter how much weird shit he shows you, you stay with him. he'll say stuff like "WOAH YOU MUST BE REALLY A FREAK TO LIKE THIS, HUH?" but it's just him letting you know he appreciates that you're around :]

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

cheesy/romantic stuff. in sex or in anything. big nono. he's never straight up admitting he has feelings for you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

definitely prefers giving. i hc him without a dick anyway (he uses his hands, tendril, and eye/mouth)

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

either tortuously slow or brutally fast. no middle ground.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

sure! not his preference though. he likes long periods of torture much better.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

biggest risk i think would be him possessing you in public and making you masturbate in public/semi-publicly.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

to put it short, you're passed out by the time he's barely breaking a sweat.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

doesn't own any. won't use any unless you ask him to use them on you, and he still would be mean about it. wdym you need a vibrator? is his tonge not good enough?

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

as stated before, your sessions are more similar to straight up torture than anything else. he's a natural tease but will show off with you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

the only sound he ever makes are mocking remarks or just grunts of enjoyment, not even necessarily pleasure. he just enjoys how youur body reacts to him.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

he may want to experiment in his human form with you without you necessarily having to ask him. it is probably because that way he can cum.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

(human form because otherwise he's just a fucking triangle) he's NOT a twink, he's a little curvy but more to the leaner side. intersex because why not, he wants the best of both worlds. BUSH KING!!!!

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

unless he's frustrated or misses you (somehow, because he does not leave you alone EVER), he doesn't really need sex.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

you really think he sleeps at all?

goddamn i really need to write more often, this took momths to answer, i'm sorry. i hope you enjoyed!

[t3am-r0adk1ll]

hello! I was wondering if you could do a EJ with a male or gn s/o who cooks really well, and tries to cook kidneys in different ways for him?

Have a good day!

I didn't know what format you wanted this in so I improvised a bit heh :'3 hope you enjoy~!

ok so... i hope we all know human meat has to be cooked in a different way than regular meat...

yk for safe consumption and stuff... but guess what!! Jack eats that shit raw so dw about food safety!!

unless you're gonna eat it as well, then be careful

but overall just worry about seasoning it well, man!

So I think if you asked Jack if you could try and cook for him he'd be... at least skeptic at first

he likes the taste of kidneys raw, he's always eaten them that way, why change that?

but he can't say no to you, he'll let you experiment...

and obviously you will fail once or twice... and Jack will not tell you...

Jack takes a bite of the kidney stew you improvised for him while you stood by his side, eagerly waiting for his reaction. He takes a second to taste the food well, slowly chewing, not showing you much of a reaction. Or so you think... because he was doing his best not to cringe... some foods are just not meant to be prepared in certain ways... "so... how is it..?" you curiously asked your lover. He swallowed with somewhat evident difficulty before answering, giving you an empathic smile. "it's... interesting... but I'm afraid my apetite isn't very open right now, my dear... I'll finish this later. Thank you." He gets up from his seat with the plate in hand, kisses your forehead, and puts it away in the fridge. Later that day you don't see the food anymore, so you assumed he actually liked it and ate all of it. Maybe you should make it for him more often!!

please don't he threw it all away ALONG with the ingredients to make that stew

if you ask him to go get more of those he'll subtly tell you to try other recipies...

but that's ok!!! he loves you and your cooking!! he'll try literally everything you make, just try and explore with him to see what turns out the best!!

make them grilled, bbq, literally however you think it'll taste good and he'll try it! don't expect objective criticism though... he's too polite to actually tell you if it's good or bad... you'll have to take the little hints he gives you

I thought about this as soon as I saw the req... if you didn't like it or wanted something else let me know 😭 this is my first time doing asks I wanna get better :3

Have a great day!! <3

[t3am-r0adk1ll]

Masterlist!

🍰= fluff 🍒 = smut 🧁 = angst 🍪 = headcanons

GRAVITY FALLS Stan Pines — Cold (🧁) Ford Pines — Gunplay (🍒) Bill Cipher — NSFW Alphabet(🍪🍒)

SALLY FACE Sal with a girly, sweet s/o! (🍰🍪)

MOUTHWASHING Daisuke — Honeymoon (🍒) Helping Captain Curly 'relax' (🍒)

CREEPYPASTAS Eyeless Jack with a m!s/o who cooks for him! (🍰🍪) Eyeless Jack with s/o who's into bloodplay! (🍒) Masky/Tim with a girly, sweet s/o! (🍰🍪) Tim general headcanons (🍪)Laughing Jack with a girly, sweet s/o! (🍰🍪) Laughing Jack meets tm!reader in a haunted house! (🍰🍪) BEN with each MBTI s/o! (🍪) BEN with s/o who has an 80s metal style! (🍰🍒🍪) Tim Wright — NSFW Alphabet (🍒) Tim Wright — Holiday Special (🍒)

[t3am-r0adk1ll]

Can we have some just general Tim hcs?? Like how he looks years after mh and how he’s doing, etc 😋😋😋🫶🫶 luv ur writing!!!

k so these are really unspecified! they're just general hcs I have for Tim! enjoy :3

so we know Tim was cannonically like- nearing his 30s? so in his 30s he def lets his beard grow out a bit, yk like that overgrown stubble he had at some point during the series-

he get's a job either as a barista or as a mechanic in a small town that's far away from his hometown enough so he can enjoy nature without having any paranoia

he'll def cut the smoking down cause it's taking a toll on him, and cause he's not hypervigilant all the time anymore :) but an addiction is an addiction, he won't really quit at least at first?

he adopts a dog, like a german shepherd or great dane idk just a big dog that is big enough for cuddles but doesn't demand for much play time yk?

a dalmatian, for example, is a dog he wouldn't get. too energetic for him.

but he could use the company :) and he'll be an excellent caretaker lemme tell ya

i'm talking he might forget to take his meds once in a while (he's trying his best to be consistent tho!!) but he'll NEVER forget to feed the dog

erm a little short... sorry about that~ hope you enjoyed tho! :3

[t3am-r0adk1ll]

helloo! i was wondering if u could do ben with an s/o that listens to/dresses glam metal/heavy metal ish, like an 80s style typa thing :p

againnn this took so long mb 😭 but alas here it is!!!

Hmmmmmmm lemme cook lemme cook

ok so uhm

your makeup? it’s going on his face

he doesn’t care if he messes it all up

on. his. face. now.

either you put makeup on him or he does it himself and it looks horrible

he’d like your accessories too

wears them if you’re not wearing them

get matching outfits or accs and he will wear them gladly

he likes showing you off ngl

if you’re fine with hickeys/they add to your vibe or outfit he’ll gladly show you off in that way too

“baby, you look amazing tonight~” Ben hugged you from behind, meeting your eyes on the mirror. “But I think your look is missing… something~” you were about to ask what he meant, but he quickly shut you up by licking a stripe up your neck and leaving a visible hickey somewhere he knew would make you whimper.

dw about money for shopping cause he’ll spoillll you

online shopping ofc since he either hacks the website so he doesn’t have to pay or pays in crypto

he’ll get you things without you even asking for them

like if he notices you glance at something for a second too long

bOOM already ordered it and it’s at your doorstep a few days after

idk he’s silly like that

if you blast your music full volume he doesn’t gaf, might enjoy it as much as you do

or might just not care

cause he’s used to loudness (I think he has his volume all the way up when he plays)

now ON A MORE FREAKYYY NOTEEE

Staying on the music topic

if you like fucking with music in the background he’s so ok with that

actually likes it and thrusts with the rhythm of the music

call him out on it and he gets flustered though

but uh something he won’t admit to

he loves smearing your makeup around/messing your hair up when fucking

idk man it just gets him going

seeing you messy for him… cause of him….. urghhhhhh ykwimm

ik its a little short but i hope i delivered! ;c