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me taking for-fucking-ever to post bc i keep trying to make dialogue but if i can’t hear the character saying that in their voice, obviously it can’t be true and i have to alter it until-

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can you do tony headcanons with plussized reader? nsft as well? thank you!!

dude Tony was the first guy i romanced along with Hector, he’s my mannnnn🤤 also fully believe this man is a chubby chaser but like… Not fetish-y, he just likes how you feel against him, yk???

sorry if this seems short!

Tony w/ Plus Sized Reader

warnings; nsfw/18+, afab! reader, thigh fucking, i think that’s it?

Tony loves how big you are, he’s already grabby as hell but especially when you’ve got fat on you! When he’s around, you’re always going to have a large hand sneaking its way up your shirt or an arm around your neck so he can (not-so) subtly grab a big ol’ handful of titty. You’ll never know a day of peace once you give Tony the green light and let him know it’s okay.

Tony gets so hard when you wear dresses, especially the flowy, mini ones. He’ll walk up behind you and suddenly get a lot more cuddly than usual if he spots you wearing one, hands on your hips and swaying as he purrs in your ear and presses his cock against your ass cheeks. He’ll whine about playing hard to get if you swat him away, but he enjoys it.

Tony loves to flip the skirt of the dress up, fucking your soft thighs with his hands firmly on your hips. Hot and desperate, he loves feeling how wet you get through the fabric of your panties as he slides his the length of his cock against you. He loves making you feel him before actually giving it to you, and as much as he’d love to be able to actually tease you - He just can’t resist, especially if you look at him with those pretty eyes and glossy lips.

^^ He has this fantasy of his cute sweetheart watching him fixing something like a car, all sweaty and stuff, and holding lemonade and being ready to take care of him after he’s done… Very domestic.

Wearing a tight dress, or really any clothing that shows pff that figure? He’s more like a dog than human (toolbox?) as he whimpers and paws at your tits. King of barking like he wants it, and he wants it bad.

He delights in gripping your fat thighs, keeping them up and spread while he sinks his cock in your plush pussy! He always has this annoying, cocky smirk on his face when you scramble to hold onto his shoulders, “C’mon, beautiful, hold on tighter. I wanna- fuck- I wanna see the scratches on m’body after we’re done.” Tony grins, flushed and sweating, “Can you do that f’me, sweet’eart? Be a fuckin’ doll and scratch me up good?” While thrusting in hard enough that you can hardly remember your own name, let alone actually respond. When he hits a certain spot that has you gushing, though, he groans as you shriek in surprised and hold him hard enough to break skin.

He refuses to put on a shirt, or at least anything more than some white tank top and will gladly tell anyone who’ll listen about how he got said scratches. Even you. Like you weren’t there.

Likes to climb on top of you while you’re on your bed, burying his face in between the valley of your breasts and proceeding to go rag doll on you. If you try to kick him off or get him to move, he just snickers his ass off and plants sloppy kisses all over your collarbones and tits, grabbing a handful in one hand mouthing at the other. “What? I ain’t doing anything, I’m minding my business.” He says, before promptly biting your nipple through your shirt.

Wants you to wear his clothes. If you can’t wear his clothes? He’ll size up until you CAN wear his clothes, and will start hiding your clothes from you until you relent and finally put on his shirt conveniently laid out on the bed, his cologne sprayed over it for a totally unknown reason. When you walk out the room to him with a smug smirk, he ignores your stupid questions of “Tony where the fuck are my clothes?” to instead put you on the table, counter, couch so he can go to his happy place; wrapping his arms around your body while sinking balls deep inside of your dripping cunt, placing wet, sloppy kisses over your face as he groans almost pornographically, loudly dramatically as he talks about how good it feels, how he loves being inside you, how hot you are…

He loves when you feel confident, and not just in the way the a boyfriend normally does (although he loves it on a normal level as well), he gets off on you teasing him. He can’t tease you properly for shit, but tease him, give him a taste before pulling away and giving him a cocky smirk and Tony’ll have to stop from busting a load in his own pants. He’ll moan and groan, give you a slap to the ass, but he’ll be grinning the entire time.

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I feel like Daisuke would be into shibari... Any thoughts on this?

Pretty please and even prettier thank you!

oh absolutely! i’m not too familiar with how to write shibari but i tried my best with my limited knowledge!

Daisuke + Shibari Headcanons

warnings; nsfw/18+, dom/sub dynamics, bondage, edging mention

Daisuke enjoys how much attention is required and the intricacies that go into Shibari, he loves knowing you much you’ve had to trust him to let him put you in such a vulnerable position

He prefers classic red or black, but he’ll let you choose the color, as long as he knows the material is safe and comfortable against your skin. He has his own preferences in material, but if you haven’t been tied before then he’ll push for cotton and will absolutely refuse to entertain the thought of anything else until you’re comfortable with that, at least.

Daisuke is incredibly delicate when wrapping the rope around your naked body, landing gentle kisses between the ropes, all while constantly asking if you’re comfortable.

He’ll likely start off simple, not suspending you but instead starting by wrapping your wrists together with a cinch double column. He’ll distract you by eating you out before fucking you, watching as you instinctively fight against the knot as you come over and over again.

He loves face-up suspension, pressing his fingers along your skin. It has him flushing brightly as he stares down at you like you just hung the stars, or you’re the star he just hung up. If the circumstances permit, he’ll fuck your throat gently - Similar to how he’s always treated you so far. Daisuke gets loud easily, poetic praises falling from his lips as he fills you up, petting the sides of your head lovingly.

In general, he likes positions that’d have you helpless and made to put some extra trust in him (not that there’s any lack of it) like suspension, or putting your arms behind your back, or maybe hanging your wrists up from the ceiling if there happens to be a hook.

Jiai Shibari is another favorite of his, laying you flat across your bed after tying you in a way that reminds you of how a life guard would tell you to pose to go down a water slide. Daisuke likes being able to maneuver your legs, hooking them over his shoulders, kissing your ankle as he slips inside after God knows how much time he’s spent teasing you, working you up and close to the edge before relaxing. He’ll recite his own, more private, poetry, describing a flame in his stomach as he watches you come apart beneath him - Unable to do anything but arch your back and squeeze your legs around his neck or waist, pulling him closer with a foggy mind.

If you have any poses you’re particularly curious about, he’ll gladly look up tutorials on how to do it. He’ll be slightly amused if you suggest crotch rope, wrapping a sinful little knot that feels almost torturous.

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I like the thought of not being able to touch Volts hair because it’s electricity. He’ll watch, absolutely mesmerized, how Eddie slurps and eats you out with such vigor but can’t try it for himself because what’ll happen if you squeeze your thighs around his head like you do for Eddie? Bunch his bright, white hair up in your finger while you grind against his mouth desperately? No, you’ll get shocked, you’ll get hurt, and Volt would never forgive himself if that happened.

When he gets realized, it takes Volt days to realize that you can touch him- Touch his hair, play with it, grip it like you’d do for Eddie. He wastes no time nuzzling his face deep into your neck, kissing and sloppily marking you like how he hadn’t been able to before. When he finally reaches in between your sweet thighs, his nails are nearly puncturing your skin from how hard he’s gripping.

It’s sloppy at at best, him noisily moaning into your warm cunt, only getting more ravenous when you grip his hair at the base and tug after the first orgasm. He doesn’t want to pull away, no, because Volt wants to catch up on all the times he wasn’t able to do this, for every time he’s gotten jealous of how Eddie would moan while laying on his stomach between your thighs, rutting into the mattress under him. Volt completely understands now, and he’ll refuse to stop until his tongue has memorized your taste.

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I don't know if this has been done before but perhaps Eddie and Volt smut headcanons? If you do headcanons that is

I’ve done yandere hcs for them (which can ofc be found in my masterlist if you’re interested), but here are some non-yandere ones!

I feel like i was possessed while writing this so this may just be a jumble of a whole lotta nuthin😭🙏

Eddie and Volt NSFW hcs

warnings; nsfw/18+, threesomes, dom/sub dynamics, brat taming, semi-public sex, riding, jealous sex, voyeurism,, double penetration, switch! characters, cucking

They’re both switches, although Eddie does lean more towards being Dominant than Volt does.

As a sub, Volt is a fucking brat through and through and thoroughly enjoys being one. He’ll be given a look or even told straight-up that he’s in for it, and all you and Eddie’ll be met with is a devilish smirk and a “Why, I don’t believe I was doing anything. Maybe you’d be a dear and explain?”

As a dom, Volt is incredibly attentive but teasing. He’ll always what you and Eddie need, but he’ll only ever give you a taste of before yanking the pleasure away, dangling it over your heads unless you two ask for it. He’ll push one, single inside of you, pumping you nice and steady before stopping right as his fingers curl- He’ll act oblivious as you whine to him about it. Eddie, however, is well aware of Volt’s tactics and is already (reluctantly) resigning himself to being taken care of.

Eddie tends to flip flop on how he is as a dom. He’ll be mean as hell to Volt, edging and then overstimulating him, spanking. His big thing is leaving Volt immobile, hands behind his back and blindfolded, helpless on the bed and making Volt hear him and you moaning into each other… Granted that you’re more obedient than dear Volt is, if not? Prepare for a world of hurt. How he acts with you completely depends on how well you behave for him! If you're similar to Volt (AKA Eddie's worst but horniest nightmare), he'll get extra creative on how to punish you two.

If you're good for him, following his words obediently and just generally not acting out? Eddie will treat you so good, spoiling you - Which just turns Volt on more, he loves seeing you being treated like a princess, bonus points if you act like one as well. Eddie still likes to tease you, but in a gentler way! you know you'll get what you want in the end anyways.

Eddie gives the best, sloppiest head! If Volt ever does anything to warrant a reward, he’ll most definitely choose Eddie’s mouth, and Eddie loves spreading your folds to makeout with your pretty hole or taking Volts' cock down his warm throat. It may be considered an oral fixation.

Eddie’ll edge you if you decide to team up against him with Volt, pumping two fingers and curling them with wicked precision before stopping when you begin tensing. Volt is made to watch, his cock hard and exposed, but he’s unable to touch himself. The older male will put his forearm over your stomach while you cry out, snapping at you to no avail to stay still. The only relief you’ll get is when you finally tear up, humping as face and fighting against his arm- You’ll think you’re going to be able to cum, thighs squeezing around his head as he slurps almost aggressively. Just as you reach your peak, Eddie will pull away with a satisfied smirk and a mess all over his lower face and stubble, “What, livewire? I gave you what you wanted, don’t be ungrateful.”

All the while Volt is moving his hips, trying to get any sort of friction against his cock. He whines alongside you, just as displeased about not seeing you have a mind shattering orgasm as you are to not having one. Volt’s words are jumbled, mind hazy as Eddie grabs his long hair, bunching in his hands before slamming their lips together almost painfully- Making Volt taste you on his lips. It’s the quickest way to make Volt cry out in frustration.

Possessiveness! Volt is prone to being protective over Eddie, but don’t think you’re safe from it either. If he happens to hear Johnny trying to serenade you or Amir complimenting you in a too-familiar manner, you’ll come to learn how just how possessive Volt tends to be. Eddie’ll shake his head, but like hell is he going to stop it when Volt is biting at your skin, the back of your neck while fingering you almost harshly. His knees will keep you from closing your thighs, his long, slender fingers fucking you hard enough you think any coherent thoughts might actually be melting out of your pussy in form of slick. There’s really nothing you can say to calm Volt down until he lets the energy out, but he’ll melt against you afterwards, putting his full weight on top of you contently as if you’re going to run away.

Eddie's cock isn't as long but is girthy and his bush is trimmed at best and unruly at even better, Volt isn't as girthy but is long - He tends to be very particular about keeping his bush and happy trail maintained but keeping just enough to be seductive. Both will make you feel like they're going to break you in two.

It actually turns Eddie on a lot if he catches you and Volt at the bar, he’ll let you suck him off behind the counter, knuckles white as he grips the bar. If Volt mentions it or even complains playfully, Eddie’ll glare and murmur something about how it’s his “goddamn bar”

Eddie melts when he’s praised and Volt positively cherishes it and will tell you everything that Eddie likes being said to him, stepping back and guiding you through how to have him hissing at the two of you while simultaneously putting an arm over his flushed face. Volt’ll grab your hands and gently show you exactly where to rub and press your hands.

If you’re a dominant person, Volt will be the main submissive, but Eddie really really likes being under you as well. He thinks it’s hot when you take charge, he’d never expect to be as hard as he was when you tied his hands behind his back and made him fuck Volt, also tied up, blindfolded- Giving up complete control in a situation he usually would’ve had all of it will drive him nuts. He’s surprisingly obedient!

Volt doesn’t change. If anything, he only gets worse at the prospect of his two precious sparks glaring down at him! Eddie will sit behind up, mouthing at his neck with his thick fingers pushed between his lips, cockwarmed by Volts’ tight walls- But the real prize is you bouncing mercilessly in his lap, switching between fast, shallow bounces and slow, deep rolls of your hips while your fingers digs deep into his pale skin and leaves bright, angry marks. Volt is between heaven and hell and he’ll never want to leave (And sure, he could simply just ask for it, but where’s the fun in that?)

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umm finally putting it on tumblr

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i’m working on requests rn but it won’t be til tonight! i have eddie and volt nsfw hcs and working on little blurbs for koa, abel, and kristof though!!

i had to cut off my “talking phase” that i was really attached to but the grind for breaker box bussy boys never stops💪💪💪

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do you do Alpha/Omega content? if so can i have Alpha demisexual Realized Dishy has shown no interest in the other omegas in the house with a Omega homeowner reader whos in heat and virgin who is in love with Dishy and wants them to breed them but is scared he doesn't feel the same that is in till Dishy saw the other alphas like Volt and Freddy getting too close to the reader who he loves as well it just took him thinking of another alpha breeding HIS reader that he finally feels the sexual desire to claim and mate the reader nsfw please and thank you

I’ve never written for Alpha/Omega dynamics before but I can certainly try, but I don’t write for Dishy! Sorry, but I hope you can find someone who does bc this honestly sounds really interesting otherwise:)

​much love🫶 thank you for coming to request from me and have a good day/night!

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washford and drysdale just take turns fucking you silly..... reader has a vagina.

washford made you cum before they ever put their cocks inside you, so your clit is already sensitive and your pussy is sopping wet by the time they're fucking you!! drysdale doesn't leave you any chance to think. just bends you in half and fucks you quick and hard.

you're exhausted even though he's doing the most work BY FAR! you get almost dizzy with how fast he pounds into you and how your body shakes. his greatest compliment is to make you hear lots of wonderful noises so as soon as the head of his cock brushes over that special spot inside of you, he'll keep nudging into it! whereas washford remains at a similar level of talkativeness, he focuses to the point that, when he's really taking you, he only grunts and groans and moans or gives single-word compliments at most!

your throat is dry and your legs are trembling and your head is sososo empty, but when drysdale pulls out of you and washford takes his place, pushing into you while kissing you tenderly, your muscles relax and you feel as if you might as well be floating…!

he rewards you with deep, slow strokes, his thick cock spreading you open wonderfully, the stretch delightful. and he'll make sure you know how good you feel around him, too! constantly mumbling and whispering increasingly less coherent praise close to your ear! he'll press the flat of his thumb to your clit and rub it in circles. every muscle in your body tenses up, but you're so far gone you can't do anything but whine and sniffle and then wail when a gush leaves your body.

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i LOVE when characters are mean as hell🤤🫶 literally drooling rn

Idk if your still taking request but if you are

Can i get more jean loo being mean? Cuz the other one made me crazy in a good way

i miss mean jean loo… we are so back with this!!! nsfw warning

jean loo likes to edge you, much longer than he should honestly. and he’s not even doing that to punish you, he just loves watching you get teary eyed and squirm and whimper because of what he’s doing to you. he fights the urge to stroke his achingly hard cock whenever you beg so sweetly to come, but he doesn’t want to give you the satisfaction of seeing that sight. instead he relishes the way you cry out in sheer frustration every time you get closer and closer, right before he stops what he’s doing. he likes edging you the most when he’s eating you out, but he thinks it’s fun to edge you while he’s fingering you too.

He’s been between your thighs for ages now, tongue lazy but ruining, fingers stroking in that way that never lets you quite settle. You’re flushed, sticky, wrecked. And yet still he’s smiling, lips curled and cocky, like you’re not suffering—like he’s not personally responsible for every ruined climax you’ve sobbed through in the last half hour.

He flattens his tongue and drags it up your cunt, with devastating perfection, until you’re teetering again on the very edge. He notices the way your eyes grow wide and your hips squirm.

Almost—

And then he stops. Completely.

You sob. A real sound, raw and wrecked, as your body bucks helplessly beneath him. But Jean Loo is already sitting up, and you hate how handsome he looks; mouth glistening with your slick, chin gleaming. He wipes your mess away with the back of his hand as if it’s nothing.

“Non, non, do not pout like that,” he says, grinning. “Jean Loo is not finished yet. You think he does mediocre work, chérie?”

His hand dips between your thighs again and you whimper. Two fingers slide inside you slowly, deliberately shallow. He curls them just a bit, and watches as you arch.

“Mon dieu, look at that,” he murmurs, soft and mock-sweet. “Already so close again. And who did that? Who made you like this?”

“You,” you gasp. “You did—Jean, please—”

He presses deeper. His thumb finds your clit again, teasing and circling, but not quite enough. Never enough.

He laughs in a way that makes your cheeks flush further, fucking you with his fingers faster now, thumb circling your clit just enough to make you gasp. You feel your orgasm building once again, and you’re so close—

And then again, he stop, pulling out his fingers with a smirk.

“Mon ange, are you crying already?” he coos, catching your chin between his slick fingers, tilting your teary-eyed face up to his. You say nothing, but you don’t miss the way his lip is caught between his teeth when his eyes meet yours. He shifts downward again, mouth hovering just over your clit. His breath fans against you.

“You’ll be good for Jean Loo, won’t you?” he murmurs. “You’ll take it… you know you can.”

He pauses, licking a slow stripe up your aching slit.

“Shameless. Absolutely shameless.” He mutters, pulling back to admire your desperate state.

He doesn’t let up this time. His mouth works in rhythm with his fingers—sucking your clit just the way he knows you need, dragging tight little circles with the tip of his tongue, relentless and precise. You’re trying to warn him, babbling out between gasps that you’re close again, that you’re gonna come, that it’s right there—

And finally… He lets you.

Jean Loo presses his face closer as you break apart, tongue never faltering as your legs clamp around his head and your back arches so hard it hurts. Your orgasm crashes over you, soaking his mouth as you scream his name.

But still he doesn’t stop. Not even as you sob. Not even as your nails dig into his scalp and your thighs tremble uncontrollably.

Only when your body slumps, twitching, breathless, does he pull away— with a grin that you want to slap off his face.

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I need something, ANYTHING with Amir. I need to be fed🙏🙏🙏

Pretty please and even prettier thank you!

I think we all need amir to feed us🙏🙏🙏

Amir NSFW headcanons

warnings; nsfw/18+, hair pulling, nipple play, mirror sex (sex WITH THE MIRROR), praise, cunnilingus, virginity mention, insecurity

You know when a girl, all dreamy, says she wants to have someone who understands her, is loving, looks and loves her like she’s the most special person in the world? Amir will make you feel like that and more!

His fingers are gentle and experienced, kissing your body with a gentleness that’d have you thinking you were made of glass while he fingers you. He mutters praises into you, some of which you don’t quiet hear or understand - But you’ll still feel the praise deep within your heart.

Amir always seems to know what you need before you do, shushing you with an almost amused smile if you try to rush him. “I need you inside of me!” “No, Azizam, you want me inside. What you need is to be cherished, to feel me take my time with you. I promise it will be worth the wait, I always make sure it is.”

Amir’s honestly not huge on cunnilingus, but hell if he won’t give it to you - and give it to you good! He’ll kiss your cunt slowly, romantically, just like he’d do with you any other time. Amir’ll smile into your leaking folds, slowly sinking his perfect fingers inside of you one by one at a pace a bit too slow for your liking. Buck down and grind against his mouth as much as you want, he’ll hold onto your hips and guide you against him.

He doesn’t generally like his hair being messed with on any normal day, but if he does? It’ll only ever be with you. It’s when he’s sinking into you and you’re scrambling to hold onto anything, which happens to be his silky hair flowing over his shoulders and down his back. You try to be gentle, romantic like he is, but with how full you feel, it’s like all your thoughts are coated by fog. So you don’t realize how rough your being. It’s not, however, until his cock bumps into an especially sensitive spot that you fucking yank on complete accident, causing him to moan loudly.

Amir’s cock is pretty thick, which is another reason why he takes so long to prep you- Mercilessly slow but so loving.

If you ever want to be on top, Amir is perfectly happy laying back and letting you be in control. He’ll still look up at you with the most loving expression, and he’s happy to receive your praise as well, shivering when your nails gently scrape from his chest, down his abs and thighs. Amir won’t even beg, just taking whatever you give him with a dreamy, relaxed sigh.

He has a surprisingly sensitive chest, flinching a bit if you kiss down his chest, hands sliding to feel him. It’s a quick way to have him panting with his eyes glazed over.

Besides classic missionary, Amir loves bending over and peppering kisses all over your back. Especially having you place your hands on either side of the mirror in your bedroom- He does this mainly if he notices (and he always notices) you grimacing at your reflection, wearing baggier clothing, or making a backhanded comment about yourself. It’s completely unacceptable to him that you’d think that of yourself, so he’ll double down on the praises, but just saying it is never enough- He needs to show you how much you deserved to be worshipped.

You won’t think anything is different from any other time you guys have sex, maybe a few more compliments than normal, but nothing crazy. You’re bent just slightly over, hands splayed on the mirror to keep you upright, Amir’s chest flush against your back as he looks into your eyes through the mirror. “You’re such a pretty jewel, Azizam. Anyone would be blessed if they could see you as I do.” He’ll hold your face gently as he slides inside of you, your slick dripping down your thighs after what feels like hour of being fingered slowly, tortuously. If you look away, he’ll just gently guide you back, “My pretty girl.. I love looking at you this way, I want to see your face.”

He’s rarely ever mean or rough with you! Despite how much you might whine or ask for it, he can’t bring himself harm your pretty skin, or say anything nasty to you- Even if you’re the one encouraging it. The only time he’ll be ‘rougher’ with you is if you tease him, acting princess-y yourself. It won’t be him punishing you, no, he loves when you do it! It’s a reward, albeit he’ll still mostly be romantic, feeling him speed up even a little when you sing your own praises is almost addicting. To feel him fill you up, panting your beloved nickname deep into your neck.

He also loves being marked by you, be that your scratches on his back from the previous week, or the hickeys left on his collar bones and trailing down his chest. It drives him nuts, especially if you wear lipstick that’ll smudge and smear across his skin- Nothing could possibly get him harder

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DORIAN MENTION *busts* also sorry if this seems rushed

Yandere Dorian When H/O Tries Escaping

warning; nsfw/18+, yandere/toxic behaviors, isolation, kidnapping? punishment sex, spanking

All you wanted was some time away, you swear! You haven’t talked to anyone in weeks, not even through your electronics. Phoenicia and Mac both keep them on tight watch and lockdown. You were wanting just a few hours, just for yourself, and you told yourself you’d be back before any of them could actually notice - But it’s so, so fucking hard to try to sneak out when every little thing in that house wants you to stay.

You’d just managed to sneak your way down to the attic, the the window- Yes, it was risky, and Sophia or Hector catching you would definitely set you up for disaster, but the tree right outside made it your best chance with the least amount of objects waking up to see you. Halfway out the window, your hand only manages to graze the thick branch before you scream, feeling your hips being gripped by two big, strong hands. Images flash through your mind as you try to grip the windowsill, wondering who has you- Who’s inevitably going to be your worst nightmare for the night.

“Where d’ya think you’re going, love?” What should’ve been the voice of the one comfort in the house, the one object that kept everyone else from ever going to far, the one object you could pretend to be fucking friendly with, but there is something distinctly unfriendly about his voice right now as he yanks you back inside.

You flinch as the window is slammed shut, Dorians hand heavy and tightly gripping the back of your neck. Staying silent is futile when you feel him squeeze, a warning. “That wasn’t rhetorical.”

“I-“ You mutter, heart pounding against your chest, trying not to cry, “I wasn’t doing anything.. I just heard something outside, I wanted to see.” Dorian stares down at you, quirking a brow at the poor excuse, “I’m always on the look out, there was nothing strange goin’ on out there.”

Dorians uses his hand around the back of your neck to lead you back to your bedroom, past all the resting objects you’d managed to avoid waking. “I know what you were doing, you’ve always been a horrid liar. Do we not give you everything you could possibly need? You could possibly want?” You whimper at the cruel question, feeling strangely guilty for how disappointed he sounds- But there’s absolutely no mistaking the anger in his grip.

As slow as you try to walk, Dorian makes quick work of getting you back to your room, “Get to stripping ‘n get on the bed.” You open your mouth, to apologize- or maybe beg for mercy, but Dorians gaze hardens. “We gave you one rule, no leaving. I don’t like this any more than you do, I’d rather be pleasuring than punishing.” The ghost of disappointment in the taller man’s voice makes you look down in shame despite that all you wanted was space.

Stripping is quick and easy, you weren’t too worried about what you were wearing when trying to leave. Dorian watches, not a hint of emotion in his stern eyes as you peel your pajama shorts off, your loose shirt coming off next. Dorian eyes the way you cover your breasts, refusing to make eye contact with him- Good. You should be ashamed, don’t you know how hurt he is that he has to punish you? It breaks his heart every time that he’s had to watch you get punished by the others, and now you’re making him do it.

Dorian maneuvers you quite easily onto the bed despite the quiet apologies you blubber out- One hand returning to the back of your neck, pushing your face down and the other hand keeping your back arched sinfully. “Stay like this, I don’t want another peep from your mouth.” All you can do is try to keep quiet, sniffling into the comforter before yelping when his hand comes down in a heavy hit against your ass, causing you to try to wiggle your hips away. Dorians other hand is quicker, though, and grips your hip with a bruising strength, yanking you back in place, quickly slapping your ass again. “No, stay right fuckin’ there.”

In a burst of energy and pure annoyance at the blatant disobedience, a few quick, heavy hits are landed all over your fatty cheeks and thighs. It’s not until he can hear your muffled cries that his offending hands relent, rubbing the sore, bruised skin. He turns you onto your back gently, “Shh, love- You took it well, didn’t you?” It takes a second, but your sad, tearful nod prompts him to continue, “What do you have to say for yourself?”

“.. I’m sorry, I love you.” Dorian smiles, rewarding your dejected words with a kiss to the forehead. A trick of domesticity.

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YESSS we love a woman that can pulverize us🙏🙏🙏 i couldn’t believe that we had a whole ass home gym and apparently never used it…😒

Dateables w/ Strong Homeowner

warnings; nsfw/18+, the erotism of two muscular sweaty ppl fighting, blood mention? it’s not too graphic, switch! reader, sub and dom character mix,

You’re… Strong. Don’t get any of them wrong- Of course they knew you were strong, or at least most did. You have have an at-home gym that you often use, you have muscles, but it never quite set in for any of them exactly how strong you are until you have to use it with them (in some cases; against).

They’re left wondering, wanting, drooling- eyes lingering on your arms when you have to pick something up. Of course, you’ll notice and maybe flex a little for them, just to tease them for staring! But it sets them off, they’re so goddamn obsessed with how strong your hands look, how your thighs flex…

Kristof, being apart of your workout routine, is well aware of your strength and has been wanting to test it for himself ever since you’d gotten those dateviators. Maybe you agreed to a small sparring session, or maybe he just pissed you off enough that you through the first punch- Either way, his nose is bleeding, you’re bruised and Gods if it doesn’t make his cock throb with pure, unadulterated need. It doesn’t quite matter to him who’s top or bottom as long as you battle for it! The ending will be the same, a hand around someone’s throat, you feeling way too full to be able to breathe properly, and a terribly sloppy make out session with sore, bruised, kiss-swollen lips glossed over with spit. It’ll be hot, sweaty, and you’ll probably end up more bruise than healthy skin, but so is he and honestly? You’d to it again a hundred times.

If you happen to be on the bottom, Kristof’ll bite your neck harsh enough to break skin, plunging deep inside of your sopping hole. His chest pressed hot and flushed against your own body is all you can feel. Kin to being in battle, he has little sense for mercy, and you’ll feel like you’re going to die in the same sense - Gloriously! If you’re on top? Wrap your hand around his thick throat, pressing your fingers on either side while you ride him to hell and back, his own huge hands making dents into the skin of your hips as he tries to buck his hips, only for you to hiss and squeeze tighter.

Hector is obviously obsessed and yearns for you, no matter what you look like, but he is so, so in awe of how strong you are. He has your workout routine memorized purely by habit because of how often he'd scuttle across the house to watch you stretch and work your body thoroughly. He writes about admiring it, and he's got plenty of stories about massaging your body, setting up a warm and romantic bath where he can take care of your sore body.

Of course, Hector's dominance tends to be flexible depending on how assertive you are or how much control you want to give him. His only goal, at the end of the day, is to make sure you're taken care of thoroughly and satisfied. Hector'll let out moans as you bounce on his surprisingly thick cock, or he'll hold himself over your muscular body, rutting his cock clumsily inside your dripping pussy - It takes everything in him to not break down from how good you feel, but in the deep crevices of his mind, all he can think of how pretty your eyes are while you're looking down at him.

Eddie and Volt are absolute messes.. Internally, anyways. Volt loves admiring your arms, openly complimenting you and encouraging you to show off as much as possible. He may get flustered if you’re the type of person to be as flirtatious as he is, but you’ll never know about it! Eddie is… Less smooth with it, more awkward verbally- He prefers to be quieter in his appreciation and flirting, but there’s no mistaking it when he can’t stop glancing towards you throughout the night. Forbid that you decide to wear a sleeveless outfit, Eddie’s just thankful he hides behind the bar for most of the night anyways, otherwise you’d see the tent in his pants.

Volt is a sly brat, and he only gets worse when you join in the mix. If you’re dominant-leaning, he’ll revel in pissing both you and Eddie off until you’re sandwiching him, arm around his throat and thoroughly teaching him a lesson.. For the night, anyways. Eddie isn’t huge on being on bottom, but he may let you order him around. He’s much more obedient than Volt when he wants to be.

If you’re more submissive leaning, then Volt’ll enjoy egging you on to be more of a brat until Eddie is hissing at the both of you. You might be more obedient when Eddie is there, but who could resist Volt when his smooth, sinful voice is groping at your arms and inviting you to be his little accomplice? He’ll make sure you feel good, sitting on top of the bar, legs spread as his long fingers stretch you out so nicely, massaging your dripping walls so good that you almost forget the risk- until Volt is grunting in surprise as Eddie yanks his hair, “I expected better from you than to let Volt talk you into his fuckin’ schemes, livewire.” “Eddie, darling, our spark just knows how to have a little fun! Does that really deserve punishment?”

… The look on Eddie’s face says yes, and that Volt isn’t off the hook, either.

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Thank you sm, it always means a lot to hear that!! I’ve been on and off working on these bc i finished Timmy’s route!:)

Timmy/Timothy Timepiece NSFW hcs!

warnings; nsfw/18+, submissive leaning switch! character, edging, spanking, tail pulling as a kink? slight masochism, brat taming, heats, slight somnophilia, afab! reader

Timmy will forever be… Complicated to deal with. he’s a brat by complete nature, and he loves to push boundaries just enough to get you steam before pulling back with a whine and a pout.

He gets jealous VERY easily, Timmy’s an affectionate and demanding kitty and finds he doesn’t much care for watching you laugh at the neighbors with curt and rod, or worse.. Pet the other cursed cat. Timmy won’t be happy whatsoever and this can lead to a few different scenarios.

If you find that he’s acting like too much of a brat to deserve the royal treatment, as he claims every so often that he “deserves”- Spanking and overstimulating his poor cock is the quickest way to get him to cry and melt into a puddle.

After a spanking for swatting at Curt and Rods’ fabric- About 20, 10 for each of their torn duds, pepper Timmy with kisses while reach under his. His cock definitely isn’t the biggest of the house, but it’s cute and matches him perfectly. Timmy’ll purr, thinking he’s gotten away with not actually learning his lesson - And you’ll let believe that, up until you make him shoot ropes. He’ll try to push your hand away to no avail, “Ah- Nya! T- Timmy’s senstive, master!”

It’s after the 3rd orgasm that he’ll actually break down in tears- Not the crocodile tears he uses to try to con his way out of punishments, but when he realizes your hand is still moving? Timmy lets out the waterworks. His face is flushed, hair messy, his ears and tail twitching erratically while apologies fall from his spit-covered lips- stuff you hadn’t even known about!

Another ending is him pawing at your clothes, sharp teeth grazing at your neck as he covers you in his scent. He’ll rut his aching cock against your thighs- or if you let him- into your dripping hole. He’ll be all red, mumbling into your skin possessively while his claws are sinking into your hips. He goes a bit nonverbal while feeling like this, resorting to more animalistic noises - But it’s easy to tell how he’s feeling by way his pupils shrink or his content purr while seeing you covered in too many marks to reasonably hide.

(It’d be cute, if not for the fact your body feels so, so sore)

He breaks really, really quick if you play with his ass- Bonus points if you use his own tail to make him take even more of you in. He’ll be really intimidated if you bring up using a strap, especially if it’s larger, but he’s just so cute when clawing at the comforter, unable to comprehend if he wants to try to escape the pressure pressing deep inside of him, or if he wants to rock back and take more of it - King of “Nya, i- it’s not gonna fit, master!” and then taking it anyways.

Timothy, unlike his Timmy counterpart, is more dominant leaning. Of course, he’s big on schedules so orgasm control is big for him - He’ll only let you cum when the clock dictates you can! If you happen to miss that time window? Better luck next time, he’s got no qualms for edging you.

Although, if you ever do that to him, he’ll be sniffling and quietly resigned - He may try to negotiate for “just one more chance” but he’ll quickly give up when you bring up the ever-important schedule.

His heats are horrid to deal with, for the both of you! Well, Timmy enjoys himself, but Timothy dislikes not having control over his body. They get needier, Timmy needs to be touching you at all times or he’ll yowl and cry loudly. He’ll rut against your thighs while you’re half asleep, whining about needing his Master. He’ll also take your clothes to either wear or just lay on- It doesn’t matter to him, he just needs to be surrounded by you.

Timothy tries to have more self control, but honestly? He’s just as bad, just quieter about it. He’ll ask permission to take your clothes (If he can’t be in control, he at least wants control over who can control him- yk?), wrapping his arms around your waist while he sinks his cock into you- Not even thrusting, just rutting, hips pressed flush against your own at all times while he sweats and presses his face in your tits.

His head in both forms are… A bit lackluster. It’s not bad, his tongue is rough (which can be good or bad, depending on who you are) but tends to kitten lick - at least for Timmy. Timothy is more refined about finding out where makes you feel best. Timmy would rather jump in, nuzzling and purring while lapping up the slick with such eagerness - It’d be cute if he also didn’t have a habit of kneading your thighs with his claws.

He’s the easiest to give a blowjob to! His cock is cute, the perfect girth but on the smaller side when compared to the rest of the objects, but curved in a way that hits just the right spot. He- No matter if it’s Timmy or Timothy- will grip your hair, trying so hard to be good and not just hump away at your warm mouth. His thighs’ll twitch, and you’ll be able to hear a lot of purring if you hold onto his frantic tail.

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I can totally see him putting his own music on a CD and presenting it to you as a freebie the next time you buy from him and saying that only his best customers get to have it…

i saw your post about the drug dealer date everything fic and i just have to say jean-loo would be so perfect. he’s so the type to give his pretty clients discounts because he wants a chance to hit 😭

thank youuu i was thinking this too!! honestly he's so silly, i can see him staying for a bit & smoking with you or maybe it's your first time so you settle for edibles and he kind of "babysits". sends flirty texts every so often, wld love to make out with you while high (and sober, too, ofc), speaks to you all soft and gentle when you freak out a little bit -- laughs whenever you fuck up, obviously, but he cares, i promise. shows you his soundcloud rap profile LMAO.

honestly, i wasn't sure if i was going to write it just bc i didn't think ppl gaf/saw the vision but i will be writing it now for you in particular anon.

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Are Non Binary Dateables available in both blogs since Mac appears in both sites

Yep! I added them to the character list, but nb characters are the only characters you can request from either account.