ryder-the-puppyboy

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

and I always said that

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

Being a musical fan who only listens to the soundtrack and never watches any videos is so weird bc wdym this character looks completely different irl than they did in my head

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

Be more chill! I mean- Date Everything!

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

Morning Massage

A Chance x ftm!Reader smut fic

CIS/WLW/HETERO PEOPLE DNI

A/n: coming out of fic hibernation bc this man won't escape my head I need him🤤

WC: 1.1k

CW: 69ing, reader is a trans man so terms like tdick used, cream🥧, uh that's it i think if i missed smthn let me know!

You were woken up by a painful ache in your left shoulder. Yesterday you did some maintenance work outside. It ended up taking all day and by the time you were finished, it was already night. You groan, turning to the other side as to try and lesson the soreness. Without opening your eyes, you snuggle into your boyfriend, his head leaning against your chest. His glasses poked at your skin as he subconsciously pulls himself closer to you (he often falls asleep writing down new campaign ideas and forgets to take them off). Your eyebrows furrow as you try to adjust around it without moving too much. You fail miserably. The shuffling causes your boyfriend's eyes to flutter open. You send him an apologetic look and kiss his head. He shuffles himself up so that you're at eye level. He kisses your cheek, nose, forehead, and chin. Quiet giggles escape you as you reach your hand around his shoulders and scratch at the nape of his neck. He stops his ministrations and groans contently, his body melting and face falling into the crook of your neck. As his head hits your shoulder, you hiss, slightly backing away from him. He immediately jolts his head up, eyes already showing concern.

"Are you okay, baby? I'm sorry."

"Yeah, yeah. My shoulder is just sore from yesterday." You roll your shoulders back. Ow. Chance looks offended.

"Why didn't you tell me? I could've helped." He looks like a kicked puppy.

"You were already asleep. I didn’t want to wake you."

"Your comfort is way more important than a little more sleep." He's fully sitting up now and holding your hands. "I want to help. Please tell me how to help." You think for a second before responding.

"Could you give me one of those nice massages?" You suggest.

"Well, normally, those are reserved for…other… circumstances, " His face turns red at the thought. "however, I would be happy to use my skills to help you." He smiles awkwardly. You smile back and turn around so you're laying on your stomach. Chance gets off the bed and pulls the covers down to your hips. First, he leans down and places kisses on you shoulder blades and down your back. Then, he opens a drawer on the nightstand and grabs some massage oil, rubbing it on his hands. He starts by gently rubbing his hands on your skin before adding some pressure. It hurst for a little bit until it turns into relief. Your boyfriend knows how to use his hands (😏).

He checks in with you every so often, making sure you're actually enjoying the massage and that he's not hurting you. His hands press into all the right spots. The mattress creaks as you sink deeper into weightlessness. Chance starts humming a simple tune (a track from the background music he plays during G&G sessions). His hands glide down your shoulders and to your lower back. He ignores the sheets covering your waist and slides his hands onto your ass, softly squeezing the flesh.

"Watch it, you flirt." You joke, head still resting on your arms. He snaps back into reality and immediately moves his hands away.

"Sorry, I got a bit carried away." He chuckles nervously."I could massage your legs, though." He suggests. You don't see why not.

"Please."

"My pleasure, darling."

He takes the covers completely off, revealing your body. Pink starts to flood his cheeks. He'd seen your handsome, bare body so many times but it never failed to make him flustered. He straddles over your legs and grabs your right thigh with both his hands, moving his thumbs in circles. A groan escapes your mouth. Chance raises an eyebrow. You can feel his gaze on you.

"…it feels good." You mumble.

"How good, baby?" He teases.

"Really good." You answer honestly. You're in a state of bliss and are getting increasingly horny so you don't see the need to lie.

"Oh? Do my hands make you needy?" He smirks. You're screwed, and you know it. He slithers one of his hands around your waist. Resting his hand on the base of your tdick. Humming in response, you rock your hips back and forth to get any ounce of relief. "Aww, poor baby." He finally grabs your cock and starts to slowly stroke it. He takes his other hand and rubs your ass before gently pushing a finger into your pussy. A whimper escapes your throat. It finally feels good to have the aching go away.

Chance continues to stroke you and stretch you out as you moan into your arms. He's enjoying himself as well, but then a devilish idea crosses his mind.

"Wanna 69?" Your eyes widen. He must be really horny if he's being this direct.

"Fuck yeah."

After some shuffling around, Chance is laying on his back and you're hovering above his face. It's only fair that you tease him back since he teased you so bad earlier.

"Sit, baby…please…" He whines. In your peripheral you can see his hips rut the air, chasing any friction. This is how desperate he normally is. And oh, do you love it. However, you're horny as well… So you decide to be nice and sit on his face.

Chance immediately starts eating you out like a starved man. Licking, sucking, and moaning under you. You lean down and lick a stripe up his base to his tip. He's already leaking pre, which you happily watch collect on his tip.

"Fuckkk chance… Yeah suck my dick just like that." You moan and grind on his face. It felt so good to have his tongue on you. It felt good to him, too. He's a pleasure top; he gets hard from pleasing you and hearing how good he's making you feel. It's kind of an ego boost, he won't lie, but that doesn't really matter in the moment when you're making him cum even though you barely started sucking. Hot cum fills your mouth as you swallow and continue to play with his tip and overstimulate him. Chance whines, still eating you out like it's his last meal. After a minute or two his teeth graze your tdick and you're done for, climaxing and cumming all over is face (he laps it up happily). You stop your ministrations and maneuver around so that you're facing each other. You snake your hand under his neck and force his head up, forcing him into a wet kiss. You both groan at the taste of each other. His hips grind against yours before he slams his cock into you suddenly. Caught off guard, you break the kiss and scream his name as he starts thrusting in and out of you. Every movement makes the bed squeak and your body shake. He talks you through it the whole time before he finishes inside of you. You climax soon after. You collapse on top of him and he rubs your back as you two fall asleep.

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

holy critoris

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

Okay some of you guys in the date everything fandom are so goddamn immature.

Reading through the comments on the sexiest dateable final round, and I'm genuinely baffled by the people there.

Because people out here are talking about 'ooooh this is such a white website, chance winning is just because you guys have bad taste!' And like

My sibiling in christ,

Do you genuinely think Betty is a better option? She's white, conventionally attractive, has big tits, is curvy and the most popular female character in the game.

You cannot be talking about basic taste if you're choosing Betty. You literally chose the most mediocre woman in the game (I love Betty, I do, but she's genuinely not someone I'd consider you 'unique' for liking.)

Also what's this bullshit about cheating? This game doesn't have exlusive monogamy! Other objects get to be with each other as well, they don't have to be only exclusive to you.

Need I remind you that you, the player, are banging everyone in this house? I don't think you should be talking about cheating if that's the case.

And harassing people who like chance, calling them names and telling them they have bad taste because they like a nerd is some looney toons levels of stupid.

No one's taste is bad, it's okay to like a popular character, there's a reason that they are popular. This is not me saying you can't like Betty because she's basic, this is me saying that you should stop spouting hateful nonsense because of some moral superiority you think have over people who choose other popular characters.

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

i want to see my husband (chance) not my opp (parker)

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

confession: i don't ship chance with parker at all and i don't get why anyone does. chance is my perfect sweet baby angel and parker is annoying as fuck

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

Ngl I was fully expecting to go fucking crazy for Freddy (which I do don't get me wrong)

But CHANCE.

I have learned I have a thing for nerds apparently and im not shocked nor upset by it.

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

If I had a nickel for every time I liked a nerdy, dorky guy who played dnd and was from a dating game, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice right?

I totally don't have a type what

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

Call me Luigi from the hit game Luigi's Mansion the way I've been getting ghosted haha

(I've had no responses to multiple emails and job applications and shit)

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

Computer how do I make friends no socializion or awkward phase

Computer?

Computer do you hear me??

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

found as many of these as i could and put them into one giant image, which tumblr promptly shit upon so i chopped it into pieces (sorry to put you on blast like that amira)

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

Holy shit thanks yall

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

I need to change my name I do not post fics anymore lmaoo

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

“lmao imagine liking men” OK!!! ON IT BOSS 🫡🫡🫡 it’s beautiful here

[ryder-the-puppyboy]

I need a fat man to make me his good mutt