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"I didn't get to suck off Zazar, I'm quite upset about that" - Stan 2024

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So horny thoughts on main (dunno if I ever posted this thought) but like, imagine a few people from sr playing a game with eachother that causes frustration and what not whilst one of them (or more of them) is/are secretly wearing a sex toy/vibrator that increases the more they fail/the longer the game goes on. Like the rest of Sr thats playing knows that someone is being a denerate since they are all fake live-streaming, in their private discord (for the rest of sr that can't play or to just have a recording they can look back on later to jack off on to). Once they have figured out who's wearing it/using it and start degrading the hell out of them or sabotaging them so that the vibe/sex toy goes faster or in some cases goes down a level to deny them the orgasm.

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idk why but i thought of sam and fear play. i guess those yandere!sr headcanons and your dark!sam post are getting to me.

anyways, dark!sam x reader hcs?

— @staif-and-broulderbeans-anon

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as the ceo of sam simps i formally apologise for taking so damn long on this ask lmao. i hope u can forgive me because this is so long and also i learned tumblr has a character limit whilst writing this which i did not know

tw: sam is a disgusting creep and a massive stalker in this, noncon/rape, assault, threats of murder, actual fucking murder, knife play, fear play, kidnapping, somnophilia, dacryphilia, possessive behaviour, general scumbaggery, yandere!sam, dark!sam, afab reader, i think this one is WAY more fucked up than the other one and i am SO SORRY

the time you think you met sam for the first time and the actual first time he saw you are very different. it was in passing at your workplace, a shitty 24/7 chain convenience store that you always managed to have the night shifts for.

it was getting late, but you still had quite a few more hours before the next guy came in to take over, and with no customers you found yourself drifting off at the counter, slumping in your seat as you took a much needed nap.

thing is, you did have a customer. sam's just far too good at being silent, standing off in the corner as he tries to figure out which iced coffee he's going to buy.

he peers around the shelves, spotting you, peacefully drifting off, messy hair framing your pretty face. you are absolutely adorable.

since there's nobody else in the shop, he spends a good few minutes walking around to make it seem like he's browsing the goods, when in reality he's watching you intently, drinking in every single detail of the scene like he's a man dying of dehydration

here's the thing about dark/yandere!sam. sam knows what he's doing is incredibly fucking creepy and weird. he just doesn't care. boundaries are a myth to him, but at the same time he has no illusions about what he's doing. he enjoys the feeling of power it gives him, the way he could scare someone into isolation with just a few well timed encounters. he's a massive sadist.

sam, having figured out where the cameras are by now, stands in a spot where he knows that he wont be spotted as he begins to take photos of you, taking a short video of the way your chest rises and falls.

he leaves without buying anything. why would he disturb you when you so clearly need it?

when you wake up, you can't shake the feeling that you're being watched. which you are. you very much are.

sam starts to stalk you online. he finds out every single detail he can, your social media accounts, your previous places of employment, everywhere you've lived, everywhere you've ever attended school or university, the works. he creates an entire batch of dummy accounts with false identities to follow you on accounts and to drop seemingly innocuous comments to record your responses.

within a month, he knows more about you than you could've ever possibly imagined. and you still don't even know he exists.

another thing is that he's done this to others before. but they rarely ever get past this first stage because they stop being interesting to him. not you, though. you're not so lucky.

the stalking escalates soon after to real life. you never see him, not once, as he slowly begins to map out your entire routine and lifestyle by following you.

he takes lots and lots of photos, and every single one goes up on the walls of his spare room. it's getting hard to see the original paint, and he's started having to layer photos on top of each other in some places, which upsets him.

you're taking over his entire life. you're all he thinks about. you are everything he's ever wanted and ever needed.

it goes on like this for three months before he finally 'meets' you, and even then it's been set up entirely for his own benefit.

you've just gotten some takeaway from this one place you really like when it starts pouring outside. you groan, knowing that you've got to walk home and your umbrella mysteriously vanished from your workplace just a few days ago. (sam has it.)

like a guardian angel, sam appears. he's got a big enough umbrella for the two of you and just so happens to be going in the same direction as your house. how convenient! he offers to walk with you.

you're suspicious of him at first, because it's some stranger who's come out of nowhere, but he seems to legitimately be going in the same direction as you and you really don't want to get your food wet. you agree, but keep one hand on the pepper spray in your pocket the whole time.

you chat to him on the walk back and he seems... actually quite nice! somehow, you end up with his number, and the two of you start messaging.

slowly but surely, sam begins to worm his way into your life. he doesn't rush it- no, he knows that this is a process that takes time. you need to trust him, and he is willing to wait his whole life for you.

despite all of this, he doesn't introduce you to sr. yes, he is an incredibly patient man, but if he has to take... drastic measures, he doesn't want them asking about why you've gone missing.

don't worry, you wont be dead! you'll just be tied up somewhere super safe where nobody can ever hurt you :)

sam's got a big house in a remote area. he slowly renovates one of the rooms into a perfect place to hold you, just in case

after all, he's hoping he wont ever need it. if all goes well, you won't need an introductory period where you get used to your new life, you'll just be sleeping with him from the get-go

still, he is patient. he waits. he wants everything to be picture perfect.

one day, though, you manage to test his patience a bit too much.

you don't mean to. it's just that for the very first time in the two years you've known him, you've decided to go on a date. you tell sam about the guy you're seeing, not knowing that you've given him enough information to find him.

sam is patient, but sam does not like competition. it doesn't take him much to abduct and kill them in the small apartment he rented to pretend he lived in for when you came over (he was intending to pretend that he'd just purchased his big house later down the line to convince you to move in with him)

unbeknownst to him, you already trust him far more than he thinks.

you've made your way to his apartment to ask if you can spend the night with him watching shitty horror movies instead because you're not actually too comfortable with the date and you're regretting it, only to find him halfway through butchering the man, covered in blood.

you don't even get the chance to scream. he knocks you out then and there, lamenting about how all his well-laid plans have gone to waste.

when you wake up later, it's to pleasure. you moan slightly in your half-awake stupor, too tired to really realise what's going on. is this a wet dream? it feels good, gentle hands touching you just where you want them to be.

it's only when sam laughs softly that you wake up fully, panic overtaking you.

you're tied to a wooden chair, all of your clothes having been pulled off. sam's hands rest on your thighs as he buries his face in your crotch, kissing and licking you as you squirm. you've only just woken up, but you already feel so incredibly overstimulated, his every movement sending shocks through your body.

sam takes his time. he wants to savour every single part of you.

you dont know how long he spends inbetween your legs, his beard brushing up against your skin and making you shiver. you do know that by the time he's finally has his fill you've cum at least thrice, legs shaking uncontrollably.

when he does finish, he crawls up onto your lap, kissing you gently, running his hands through your hair as he grinds his hips slightly, bulge incredibly visible in his tight pants. he's still fully clothed.

you sob uncontrollably, begging him to stop. your crying only turns him on more, and he leans in to lick your tears off your cheeks, an action that stuns you into horrified silence.

he unzips his pants, pulling out his erect cock and letting it rest on your stomach so you can see just how much you turn him on. precum begins to slowly leak down onto your skin, and you whimper pathetically.

he pulls a knife from his pocket, and slowly begins to trail it across your skin.

you yelp, telling him that you'll do anything as long as he doesn't hurt you. he coos at you, leaving hickeys on your neck.

this knife isn't to ensure your compliance. it's because sam wants to watch you bleed.

gently, he begins to leave shallow cuts along your body. they wont scar (too bad), but they will sting and they will most certainly bleed. every time he starts to drag the blade across your body you can see how his dick twitches in excitement

he begins to move, cutting away the ropes binding your legs before lifting them up and gripping onto them tightly so that he has better access to you, positioning himself at your entrance

you dont get any warning when sam slips his cock inside of you, beginning to thrust into you. again, he wants to take his time and drag this out as long as he possibly can, but it's so hard when you feel so fucking good.

it's like a switch has flipped. he becomes aggressive, grabbing you by your hair to force you to lift your head and look at him as he holds the knife to your neck. his thrusts become rougher, making the wooden chair creak with the force he's exerting.

the knife is right above your jugular, ready to drain the blood from you in one swipe. you know he can do it, too. you've already seen him murder another human. what's one more?

"beg." he hisses into your ear, grip tightening on your hair. "beg for me to fuck you, you fucking whore, or i'll slit your throat right here." the knife pushes harder into your skin, breaking the very top layers of skin and allowing a tiny amount of blood to run down your neck. "beg for me. tell me you want it, baby. i know you want it. let me hear you scream, or i'll fucking make you."

you beg. you plead for him to fuck you harder, to keep going, to be as rough with you as he likes. he listens, grabbing your jaw and forcing him to kiss you before biting down onto your shoulders, grip so tight you feel like you're going to bruise

you can't stop the broken moans that spill out of you as he slams into you over and over again. he laughs. "you're so much tighter when you're scared, darling. it's so fucking good"

you shudder as he finishes inside of you, warmth flooding in. he pulls out, grabbing his phone and taking a photo of his cum spilling out, bruises beginning to form on your body as cuts scab over

the switch flips again and he goes back to gentle and caring, brushing your hair from your eyes as he gazes at you with so much love in his eyes that it feels like it will burn you, slowly starting to take care of your superficial wounds

sam's so happy to have you, and you've got a very long time to learn to love him the way he loves you

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kaif pain kink.... ooough.....

this is the only kink kaif is ashamed to admit i think. he's very brazen otherwise

loves it when people hurt him, when someone digs their nails in just a bit too tight, loves it when someone leans down and bites his shoulder (not gently)

probably bought a shock collar for his own usage.

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hoogh im thinking about stancat123. he’s so cute frrrrr… so behold! nsfw stan x reader headcanons since I’m simping on main. no gendered pronouns but reader is afab

[full disclosure this was first put into my drafts in fucking January. time is a myth i have adhd]

stan is overall kind of a disaster of a guy (affectionate). you would absolutely have to make the first move and flirt with him

he’s so warm…. like human hot water bottle. good for hugging.

he would absolutely ramble about topics that he likes for hours on end and it’s adorable

i don’t think he’s a good cook. like, at all. im pretty sure he managed to give himself food poisoning within a few weeks of living by himself. he goes into the kitchen and creates biohazards modern horror writers only wish they could create. but he makes up for it with enthusiasm and puppy-dog eyes, so you two spend a lot of time cooking together (he improves. eventually)

when you snuggle in bed he starts out as the little spoon but you end up waking up to his limbs tangled around you as he clings onto you like a weird lanky koala

he’s also NOT a morning person at all. he’s like a siren but instead of leading your ship into the rocks with his singing he leads you back into the warm and comfy bed in the morning when you have things to do with his cute snoring and 🥺 face. when he does get up it’s always after 10am (unless he has something to do) and he shuffles around awkwardly like a zombie for an hour until his brain properly wakes up. he has fallen asleep in his breakfast and on your shoulder whilst standing several times and you’ve got a lot of photos

it’s so easy to make him flustered, you hold his hand in public in the beginning of your relationship and he can’t make eye contact with anyone for the next two hours

you accidentally give him a hickey once and he walks into the office, screams at a such a high pitch that has some people think that a bird has gotten stuck in the room, turns around runs out and promptly falls down the stairs.

the only thing he bruises is his ego. you were the one bruising his neck ;)

he’s very submissive in bed. he likes the feeling of someone else taking control of him, telling him exactly what to do and how to do it. he doesn’t have to think for a while, and for a few hours all he will ever be is a pretty little pet, a living dildo for you to use and pleasure yourself with as you see fit, exisiting solely to make you feel good and he fucking loves it.

he’s definitely got a big dick, and his dick’s pretty thick too. this does not change how much of a bottom he is and if anything it makes it more adorable

pet play. god, he’d be so big on pet play. again, he loves being ordered around, so he happily puts on a collar and lets you put a leash on him, tongue lolling out of his mouth as he pants slightly. his mind goes fuzzy and he finds it hard to think, but he doesn’t mind since you’re doing all the thinking for him. he finds it a bit harder to control himself, so sometimes he ends up humping your thighs sloppily to get off and even though both of you know that you’re going to need to punish him later for being a bad boy and touching himself when he wasn’t allowed to, you don’t stop him because the little moans and whimpers he makes as he tries to fuck your thighs, spreading his pre everywhere as he bucks his hips against you shakily sound so damn good

he’s really fucking kinky even though it embarrasses him a bit. like you name it he’s either willing to try it or he’s already jerked off to it. hands? check. choking? absolutely! face sitting? god yes, he wants you to smother him so badly. pegging? spanking? wax play? he’s already been trying to figure out how to ask you about that. knife play? he wasn’t too sure about this but he had a dream recently where you held him at knifepoint and he woke up to realise that he’d come in his pants, so yes.

also PEGGING. holy shit he’d probably love to be pegged, love the feeling of your skin pressing up against him as you slam into him over and over again ruthlessly until he cums all over himself. spanking, too. he wants you to slap his ass till it bruises, and there’s a chance you could probably get him to finish just by slapping his ass

yknow how i mentioned that he loves to ramble about topics he likes? imagine starting to grind up against him as he talks, slipping your hands underneath his shirt and seeing just how long he can keep his composure, words starting to slur together as he gasps and groans, desperately trying to stop himself from moaning like the needy little whore you both know he is. he doesn’t last long, and soon he’s on his knees with his head in between your thighs, using his mouth for something that’s equally as productive and enjoyable for the both of you.

he probably sends you a lot of nudes. like every single image/video he sends you during the day is a Risky Click because it’s either something absolutely adorable and goofy like him showing you how many books he can stack on his head or it’s his fully erect, thick throbbing cock with precum leaking from the tip as he softly moans your name like it’s the only thing in life that matters, tears of overstimulation rolling down his cheeks, pretty brown eyes clouded with lust, one hand groping his chest and playing with his cute pink nipples, the other slowly pumping two of his fingers in and out of his perfect ass whilst he’s rambling about how he wishes you were home with him because he wants you to fuck him so badly and he just can’t wait any longer and he’s so sorry but surely you can understand that he’s too horny to not fuck himself like this

Voyeurism kink…. it’d absolutely embarrass him to admit it but he definitely gets off to the thought of people watching him, you included. he’s put on a show for you quite a few times, taking off all his clothes and slowly edging himself with a dildo or vibrator until he can’t take it anymore, the overstimulation breaking him. he just wants you to watch him be your perfect little slut <3

once you get past the initial hurdle of literally everything embarrassing him and you realise just how much of a needy pervert he actually is you both start to do a lot more somewhat public stuff. he starts wearing a collar around everywhere, hiding it beneath his clothes, starts asking you to give him more hickeys in visible spots because he loves it when people can see just who he belongs to

if he ever tops you it’s more of a service top thing with a lot of body worship. he may be on top but he’s still submissive, doing exactly what you ask of him and doing all he can to make sure that you feel good

all in all, adorable subby pervert. thank you for coming to my Ted talk

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okay if i wrote sr omegaverse would you guys kill me

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"She's feeding me, she's a feeder" just in a new qoute from Kaif live

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sr lethal company au where one of the boys puts on the tragedy mask but instead of making them kill people it just makes them SUPER horny and they chase down the others to rail them in public

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horny staif hand kink thought

kaif going through stans phone as a joke when he leaves the room and finding that he has an entire folder dedicated to photos of kaif’s hands, and when he comes back he jokingly asks if stan jerks off to those pictures. stan goes bright red, stuttering and stammering in a way that tells him that yes, he does masturbate to those photos. kaif pushes him further, and stan accidentally blurts out that not only does he use those photos to get off but he does it incredibly often. kaif pins him to the wall, makes him strip right there in the middle of the office, putting his fingers into stan’s mouth and grinning as he sucks on them so eagerly without even being asked, watching as stan slowly gets harder and harder underneath him, getting so worked up by just his pointer finger and middle finger like the pretty little whore he is. he makes stan watch as he slowly runs his fingers up and down stan’s cock, forcing him to see just how kaif is ruining him, grabbing his jaw to make sure he can’t look away. he gradually adds more fingers, starting off by just lightly tracing up and down his length with his pointer finger and ending up with his hand wrapped around him, jerking him off slowly. stan’s a whimpering incoherent mess by this point by now and that’s just how kaif wants him to be.

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would anyone be interested if i posted sr x reader headcanons

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glen literally said to Kaif “(ebbz) has got you well trained mate” and. ahaha yeah

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okay pretty cursed idea but let me cook. au where Sam is a pretty infamous serial killer, and Kaif is both his roommate and the lead detective on his case. Sam has to do something about it, and he decides to fuck Kaif silly.

tw: noncon. this is really bad. REALLY BAD. i do not condone these kinds of acts in real life at all. somnophilia, yandere!sam, kidnapping, drugging, incredibly dark sam is not redeemable in the slightest tbh, mentioned murder/gore but nothings really described

Kaif is a detective. He's been assigned to the case of a new serial killer, and he's incredibly exhausted, having been forced to work long hours or risk losing his job. He hasn't slept in days, he's barely eating and he's losing weight, quite literally withering away as he works himself to the bone.

The only upside to all of this is his lovely roommate, Sam, who tries his best to take care of him, cooking him food even if he never eats it and carrying him to bed once he inevitably passes out at his desk.

There's just one problem.

Sam's the killer they're after.

He's always one step ahead of the authorities because he's been abusing the fact that he literally lives with the lead detective, and everyone is none the wiser.

But Sam sees whats going on, how the higher ups are quite literally threatening Kaif with his entire livelihood and career, ready to knock it all down at a moments notice. Playing with his life. He knows why- Sam's only been targeting corrupt officials and crooked cops, and they do not like that, allocating as much of their resources as possible to the case in order to solve it.

Sam hates it. He hates watching Kaif wither away, because, alright, yeah. He's in love. It's absolutely not a normal amount of love but come on he's been murdering cops by tearing out each of their ribs one by one whilst they’re still alive, he’s not exactly the pinnacle of sanity.

So, he gets an idea. Kaif's not willing to rest himself, not wanting to risk losing his job, so what if... Sam made him relax? If Kaif's missing, then they can't get mad at him for not showing up, can they? Just one little kidnapping, to buy Kaif some time to recharge and take care of himself.

Besides, Kaif's one of the very few good cops in this city.

Sam thinks he deserves a reward.

Sam kidnaps Kaif and ties him naked with a blindfold to a bed after injecting him with an aphrodisiac drug, and slowly starts to have his way with him, starting with groping his tits and playing with his nipples.

Kaif is panicking the whole time, desperately trying to ignore just how good it feels for him, but he’s fighting a losing battle as he’s already rock hard and leaking precum within the first three minutes of Sam starting to play with him, blush covering his entire face.

Sam eventually moves down to his legs which have been tied open, unzipping his pants and getting ready to fuck him. Kaif starts to thrash more, completely oblivious to the fact that his struggling is only turning Sam on further.

Sam slides inside with ease, because he’d already taken the time to finger Kaif and get him prepared whilst he was unconscious. Kaif whimpers, trying to keep his moans in, but it’s a futile attempt, and Sam can’t help but coo at how he sounds like such a slut.

Sam doesn’t move just yet, giving Kaif some time to get used to his size. After all, this is so that Kaif can relax. It would be no good for him to be in pain. When he thinks enough time has passed, he pulls off the absolutely soaked blindfold Kaif is wearing, letting him see just who is fucking him like this.

Kaif’s crying turns to outright sobbing at the sight of Sam doing this to him, which leads to Sam leaning down to kiss away his tears and murmur sickly sweet words in his ear, telling him that he’s doing so well for him and that it will all feel so good if he just relaxes. Additionally, he brings up the fact that he knows Kaif has been jerking off to photos of Sam recently, something that makes the man go pale. After all, the only way Sam could know that is if he’s been actively spying on Kaif (which, he has. He’s got cameras.)

Kaif continues to beg Sam, but he ignores him, opting to slowly start thrusting into him. Kaif’s pleas quickly turn into broken, ragged moans, the aphrodisiac well and truly having made its way through his blood by now. Sam continues to kiss him, leaving a trail of hickeys along his skin.

Kaif doesn’t last very long before he cums all over his own stomach. He’s utterly mortified, especially when he watches himself harden again within a matter of seconds. He can’t be enjoying it this much, right? Right? He can’t take his eyes off Sam, watching with a combination of both muted horror and arousal as the man stops so that he can lick Kaif’s cum off his stomach before continuing. He can’t hide the sounds he’s making anymore, and he doesn’t even try to as time goes by.

Eventually, he finds himself begging. Not for Sam to stop, but for him to go faster. For more, for him to lean down and keep fucking kissing him like that because it feels so good. He can’t even find it in himself to be ashamed anymore, rising up to sloppily kiss Sam back, panting and moaning like a whore as he bucks his hips, desperate for more friction. He’s… oh, god, he’s enjoying this. Sam only chuckles, speeding up his pace.

Kaif comes two more times before Sam finishes inside of him, each one more mind-shattering than the last, causing his entire body to tremble violently with overstimulation and pleasure. He passes out shortly afterwards, Sam still clinging to him.

They spend the next four days like that.

When Kaif eventually resurfaces after his… ‘kidnapping’, he receives medical treatment for the injuries he sustained (that were intentionally done by both parties to help establish a false story), recounts his experience to multiple investigators, regretfully telling each and everyone of them that his attacker wore a mask and did not speak, giving them no identifiable features.

When he’s discharged, Kaif will go home to his apartment with his loving boyfriend Sam, and end up cockwarming him for the entirety of their movie night.

(And absolutely nobody will ever know what actually happened during those five days he went missing.)

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Lars smut headcanons here we go

feel free to add some

He gives off the vibes of someone who always claims he can top someone in bed, but ends up submitting to one of the boys after failing to prove it lmao

Lars has probably challenged someone at one point, and that made him end up an exhausted, panting mess. Probably with cum dripping out of his ass as well.

He CAN be a dom sometimes tho, which works too. He’ll try to put up a fight before submitting.

(This is more of a plot idea) Lars fucked Stan one time (omg free use stan mentioned) and ended up biting more than he could chew. Stan ended up power bottoming him for the shits and giggles.

Lars can probably suck dick. He’s not the best at it, but he can.

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R u rockin with this sorry i have been shipping broulder/gary for so long . presex gary and then sam manhandles him like the little bitch he is. Godspeed.

oohhhh an interesting pairing. honestly yeah look at him go!!

hmm gimme some time to think

Whenever they’re making out n shit they’ve definitely fought for dominance, see which one submits first. We all know who won, though :]

…drunk fight sex? perhaps?? 🤔

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I’ve got this au I want to write and post here which is basically just “Stan ends up as the royal consort to Kaif, a fae who is the king of the winter court after getting obliterated during a one night stand” because it IS technically hornyposting but at the same it’s also. copious amounts of politics and worldbuilding. accidental slow burn. not because they don’t wanna fuck they really fucking want to it’s just Kaif has to deal with politics first and everyone else is REALLY dragging this bullshit out

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watching the sanguivore stream, it took kaif eleven whole minutes to convince stan to crouch down near a vent so that he could fuck him. im wondering if thats a record for them