#masky x reader smut

[creepypasta65]

Can you do female reader that want a child with Masky/Tim and their night together? (Nsfw) thanks❤

Thanks for the request :)

⚠️Warning NSFW content below⚠️

Masky/Tim x Fem Reader that wants a child:

Tim would be surprised at first when you said that you want to have a baby with him. He would get a bit nervous and laugh it off thinking it was a joke because that's his dream, having a baby with you, but he knows he can't because of his job.

However, a few days after what you said and him constantly thinking about it, he decided; he wanted a child.

That night, he was pounding into you. At first, you were in the doggy position and getting pounded by Tim from the back, he was gripping your hips and telling you how you have some good childbearing hips. He is groaning and telling you how he's about to put a baby into you.

Tim will also put you in the mating press and kiss you while he's pounding into you. He will say, "Imma going to give you a baby, and we will be a happy family together." and "I can't wait to see your belly full of my kids and your breasts growing with milk".

He will cum like 20 times into you; he just wants to make sure you are pregnant.

Have a nice day or night :)

[niphredil-14]

Could I mayhaps get some soft tim wright smut? maybe some soft breeding and/or overstimulation 👀

maybe for an FTM reader, if you do that? if not then just a GN reader would be amazing

Tim fucked in a way that made them feel everything all at once in never yielding waves of pleasure and pain in bittersweet swirls. Pressing himself deep into their core, and pulling out slowly, only to push back in at the same torturously good pace, he let out low groans and moans. He had them folded into a mating press, gentle hands rubbing comforting, loving circles into the backs of their thighs. Their wild, screamed moans only grew more frequent and broken as they neared another orgasm. They had lost count what must have been hours ago, but not once did Tim let up. He kept a slow, hard, steady pace, talking them through each round. Through fragile moans they whined out for him.

"shjhh," a garbled breath fell from their lips. "Timmy! Can't" His movements never faltered.

"You can't what, Babe?"

"Can't take it! S'too much!" Their head rolled to the side as much as it could given the position they were in.

"Oh, but you can, Baby. You've been so good for me, haven't you? You've taken all my cum, and you're gonna keep taking it, yeah? Because you're mine, and you want to be mine forever, right?" At that point, he had begun rambling, every thought in his head quickly falling from his lips, words laced with ambrosia and aphrodisiacs. "You want me to claim you, don't you, to show the whole world you're mine by pumping you full of my kids, don't you? Don't you want that?" A whine left their lips.

"Yesss! Yes, Timmy, gimme your babies! Wann'em! I wann'em!"" Their words were somehow even getting more and more slurred with each sentence they attempted to speak.

"Then don't you worry, Baby, I'm gonna give 'em to ya, and I'm gonna keep giving them to ya until the fucking sun rises. You know why?" The only response they were capable of giving him was a long, drawn-out whine. "Well, I'll tell you Baby." His movements, for the first time that night, stopped, and one of his hands left their thigh to reach forward and to cup their cheek.

"Because I love you."

[buterccup]

Do you have any Masky x reader hcs?

Thank you I'm glad you think so also since there were few requests for Masky both sfw and nsfw I decided to put it into the same headcanon post to make it easier for me since I was getting overwhelmed at the amount of requests.

Masky/ Tim SFW and NSFW HCS

SOMEWHAT NSFW POST MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI 18+

Warnings: spanking, praise, dirty talk, fingering, oral, marking kink, teasing, edging, bondage, mention of smoking, thigh riding, smutty smut, maybe friends to loves?

Character(s): Masky/Tim x Reader

SFW

When you first caught Tim's eye he would try to get to know you more

It was just something about you that made him smile.

And at times he would be really protective over you and be a huge sweetheart

But once you mention how protective he is he will deny it

To be honest he just doesn't want to lose you.

Though out his life he didn't have many friends, even now. So having you near and being able to talk to you makes him happy.

Friend or Lover he is just happy to have you in his life overall

He loves to spend time with you because it helps him relax from being a vicious killing machine.

And after some time he will soon realize that he started to like you as more than a friend and would get into a relationship with you after finding out.

During his confession to you he would be quite shy but soon pushed that aside and tell you straight up.

He would do some small talk but soon get annoyed at himself and take the risk.

Masky seems to be the type to be new to the whole dating thing so he appreciates it when you are patient with him and vice versa!

And if you are ever insecure about your body he will always be there by your side to boost your confidence.

But if he hears that someone is bothering you he has his own special ways of handling them.

And no, he wouldn't kill them. Not straight away at least.

As a partner he would do anything to protect you from harm and even other dangers.

And he may even tell you about other things like his job if he feels like you can take it and that you both trust each other.

Tim would definitely come up with cute little nicknames for his darling too and you would too!

When he first heard you call him one of the nicknames you made up for him his heart melted.

This man just loves you so much.

NSFW

During sex Tim is attentive and caring. He enjoys the sensual side of sex the most.

He sees the time you both have during sex as your time together alone and you both should be able to enjoy that.

With that being said he doesn't like the idea of risk-taking and public sex.

It just ruins the mood in his opinion.

Trust is also a big thing during sex.

It means a lot to Tim that you trust him and he is glad that he can trust you and also stops him from being afraid of hurting you.

Tim is quiet most of the time during sex but it doesn't stop him from praising you and commenting dirty things.

"You're doing so well Sunshine, just take it in a bit more."

"I can't wait to see you filled with my cum, sugar."

And be prepared to be teased and edged by him.

He loves the teary-eyed look and noises you make as he plays with you.

Oh and he loves to edge you while he fingers you.

And he always teases you by sucking on his fingers after he finger fucks you half-dumb.

Seeing your face flushed red makes his heart skip a beat.

Tim loves going after your neck and covering it with kisses and hickeys.

And if anyone sees the hickey he isn't embarrassed by it. Now they know you are his and he's yours they will be less likely to bother you.

Plus he thinks it makes you look even more tempting.

Tim gets off to the sight of you tied up or chained to the bed.

I don't know what it is but the sight of you defenceless and at his mercy just makes him crazy.

And if he ever comes home after a hard day and sees you in the bedroom all tied up and ready for him makes it better.

Tim like the others isn't opposed to taking head but he loves to give instead of receiving.

He just loves seeing your face and hearing your sweet moans as he takes every bit of you into his mouth and savours the taste of you.

But don't think you're safe from the teasing and edging either.

He could go on for hours just edging you with his mouth until you can't feel your legs.

If you ever find yourselves in the car or just at home but too tired to do anything Tim is always happy to have you ride on his thigh, and vice versa if you want to be in control for a bit.

Tim will do his best with aftercare.

Of course he loves you and will always try to get the things you want but sometimes after sex, he grabs a cigarette and starts to smoke.

If you aren't a fan of the smell he will go to the nearest window and talk to you and do it or wait a while and just cuddle with you to smoke.

But even with that he still loves every single part of you and he always wants you to know that.

Requests: Closed

[gritsgigabits]

Can we get a small nsfw snecario with Masky x fem!reader on a christmas morning? :)

Yessiree~ I’m sorry this is late, I didn’t have the time to get this done by Christmas 😭

TW: explicit sexual content

The light that peeks through the bedroom curtains bathes the room in pale and cold shades. The sunlight, muted in the Earth’s wintry path, would be a beautiful sight to wake up to, especially on Christmas morning.

You, however, had the privilege of waking up to something more delicious than the beauty of winter.

You had awoken next to your lover, a man who you had not dated from more than a couple of months but had been kind enough to invite to spend Christmas with you.

The man – Tim – had, after your obstinate questioning about his plans for the holiday season, admitted that he would be spending them alone.

I’m not that into Christmas. I don’t see the point of celebrating it, he had told you, which, on the one hand made you sad to hear but, on the other hand, did not surprise you. You had gathered that Tim didn’t have any immediate family nearby or at least he didn’t keep contact with them. He seemed to cope fine on his own, but every now and then you sensed something was bothering him.

You had to admit that you found Tim a little peculiar. Occasionally, he would disappear for days, only giving you the vaguest explanations as to why or where he went. Because you had only started dating a short while ago, you had decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, even if he was sometimes acting strange.

But not strange enough that you wouldn’t invite him to your house.

Or into your bed.

It had taken more than your fair share of convincing, but he had eventually agreed to spend Christmas at your place – after he had made you promise that he wouldn’t need to wear an ugly sweater or listen to Christmas music. It had seemed like a good enough deal to you both.

However, the mere presence of the man in your bed was not what has roused you from sleep, no, nor was it the fact that the man in question had wrapped himself around you from behind, trapping you into a spooning position.

It had been his morning wood, pressing intently against your ass.

He was already awake and let out a low chuckle when he felt you start wiggling against him, tyring to turn around to face him. You felt his arms tighten their hold on you, a clear indication that you would not be moving from your position any time soon.

When you stopped squirming, Tim’s hold on you loosened slightly, but his arms remained around you, his body glued to yours. He nuzzled the back of your neck and muttered a soft good morning into your hair.

You replied in kind before continuing, ‘You gonna let me go now?’

‘No.’

‘Even if I ask nicely?’ Your tone was playfully questioning, and you felt safe knowing that if you told him to let go, he would.

He weighed your question for a moment before replying, ‘That depends how nicely you ask.’

You let out an amused huff and decided to play along with his little game. ‘I can ask very nice,’ you said, ‘but I’m more inclined to ask naughty.’ You emphasised your words with slow rolls of your hips, grinding your backside into Tim’s hard length. He let out a muffled moan against your hair.

‘Naughty girls don’t get presents.’

You couldn’t contain your delighted laugh at his remark. You countered, ‘Well, lucky I didn’t ask for any. The only things I want for Christmas are you and you hard, thick cock.’ You reached your hand behind you and wedged it between you and Tim, palming his erection through his boxers. ‘And it seems like I already got what I want.’

‘Don’t be so sure. It’s not in you yet’, Tim reminded you. He rearranged his own hands on your body so that one had a firm hold of your left breast while the other travelled down your body and over your stomach before slipping into your panties.

He continued its downward journey, stopping at your pubic mound to rub it in broad circles, the pressure of his touch rough and relentless but not unwelcome. Your own hand fumbled with the waistband of his boxers, but the awkward angle and tightness of the space between you and Tim made it difficult for you to actually get inside his boxers.

The struggle to wrap your fingers around Tim’s cock came to a premature end when he removed his hand from your crotch to seize your wandering one and forced it to your chest where his other hand was working on your breasts. He closed the gap between you entirely, pressing himself firmly against you.

Tim was so close to you now that you were sure you could feel the pulsing of his erect cock if you concentrated enough.

‘Be a good girl now – no touching’, he whispered next to your ear before releasing his hold on your wrist. He waited for you to nod in compliance before resuming with his previous ministrations.

He wrapped his fingers around the hem of your panties and you hoisted your hips off the mattress slightly to allow him to pull them down. Tim pushed them to your lower thighs, not bothering to move from his current position to take them off you completely.

With unobstructed access to your crotch, he palmed your mound in an appreciative way, adding just enough pressure to his touch to make the pressure both torturous and delicious. You bucked into his hand, but he only let up the pressure as a result.

‘Don’t move.’ You whimpered in frustration, already feeling the aching need to feel him inside you, even though the foreplay had only just begun. You rubbed your legs together to create some friction, feeling the wetness that had already gathered at your core smear on your inner thighs as a result.

Tim found that same wetness only a moment later as his fingers returned to your mound and continued their descent. He groaned as his fingers slipped between your soaking folds, sliding up and down your slit with ease.

He savoured the sensation of your welcoming slick, knowing that it was there because of his doing and for him only.

You felt one of his fingers plunge inside you, without warning or preamble. Such hardly would have been necessary in the state your cunt was already in, ready to accept any part of Tim that he decided to stick in there.

An unpleasant emptiness replaced his finger in your core just as suddenly as it had been filled. You didn’t complain –  even though fingering was a nice option, you were more eager to have his cock stuff you full.

Tim released himself from you just enough to pull down his own boxers and grab a condom from the nightstand, an opportunity which you used to remove your panties from your thighs.

Resuming your previous position, you then felt one of his hands take a hold of your hips, the other he used to guide his leaking cock to your entrance. You helped him guide his tip to your lips, the spooning position making it difficult for him to aim flawlessly.

Tim resisted the urge to shove himself inside you to the hilt right away, which, in your state of wetness, would have taken no effort at all. Instead, he pushed the tip of his cock in slowly and pulled out a little before repeating the motion, reaching deeper into you with each thrust.

Tim’s invading cock stretched your walls in a most welcoming way, each back and forth movement creating enough delicious friction against your wet sex to ignite sparks within you. As his cock filled you up, you were sure no other man could fill and please you like Tim did.

Once fully inside you, Tim sought out a languid, rhythmic pace. His hips snapped against your buttocks, and a symphony of slapping skin, wet squelching and moans echoed in the bedroom.

Tim kissed your shoulders and bit your neck gently, one of his hands in your hair and the other holding onto your hips. You wanted to touch him, to kiss him and to enjoy him with each one of your senses, but you didn’t want to start changing positions in the middle of such gentle, beautiful fucking.

You felt Tim’s pace change, his movements becoming more erratic and uncoordinated – he was getting close. You were inching closer to a climax as well, as Tim’s more aggressive thrusts met with some sweet spot deep in your core.

For the last ten seconds, Tim pounded into you with everything he had, his balls slapping against your upper thighs, his coarse pubes making repeated, fast-paced contact with your bottom. His cock ramming in and out of you tipped you over the edge with ease, his own movements halting a moment later as he came, accompanied by a long groan from him.

You felt your own orgasm fade as his cock was still jerkin inside you, and you tried to milk every last drop of cum out of him by contracting your pelvic floor muscles. You managed to draw the most satisfying moans from Tim by doing so.

Without pulling himself out of you, he shifted so that he could wrap his arms around you again. You melted into his touch, sated to the full.

‘Merry Christmas, y/n.’

‘Merry Christmas, Tim.’

[thefrogsaregay]

Masky x F!reader smut

{Hi all me again :), been crushing on Masky lately sooooo here it is hahaha}

{18+!! MINORS DNI}

{Trigger warning: sexual theme, sex without protection, BEN is his own warning, mentions of murder, death}

Huffing and whining, you yanked a body behind Masky towards a part of the forest, “God, man these guys are so heavy, "You groaned, turning around and fixing your grip. Masky stared in amusement, “maybe you should start training, you would uh…be able to carry them like me, ” He lifted his free arm and flexed, “Mm well, your mums gay, ” You puffed out, “Well my mums dead so..” he replied dropping the male he was holding, "Skill issue" you giggled to yourself, "What?.." He stared.

You blinked at him, "You.. it's like.. I don't know a meme? don't worry," you rolled your eyes and dropped the body four feet from the other one.

Starting the hike, you popped your fingers and back, "Man I'm fucked, or should be fucked, maybe both," You soughed out fixing your shirt, Masky coughed after processing what you said, "Aren't you and Jeff a thing?," he felt he was crossing a boundary, "Me and Jeff?," you choked out, "No, like we've fucked around a bit but we're just friends, we both joined Slendy as teenagers remember? we think like them too, like I'm supposed to be 24 but I'm stuck as little nineteen-year-old me," You shared staring ahead, "Ah okay…how did you-" "Don't.."

Laying on your bed you stared at the ceiling, zoning out, a knock on your door knocked you out of your trance. Sitting up you blinked at it, "Uh, yea..come in!" you hollered, "Hey can I come chill?" Masky leaned against your doorway, his neck exposed as he wore a grey T with red checkered pants, "Oh my god you do know slang" you snorted patting the other side of your bed. He shuffled over before laying across on his back, "I'm sorry if I pushed earlier, Toby was talking about catching you two and I got curious" He looked at his fingers, playing with the broken nails and skin, you forced a smile, "Nah you're good, I get it honestly but I wouldn't date Jeff, "You gagged, He looked over and chuckled.

A nice silence took over as you checked your phone, "You're beautiful," you snapped to look at him, your face heating up as you stared shocked, "..okay uh thank you" nervously answering you slid your phone onto your bedside table, "You're pretty good looking too honestly, it's kinda gross but I've pictured you while I've been with Jeff, to be honest," You layed against your headboard covering your mouth. He sat up to face you, "Actual?" he was red behind the mask, he had been needing you in more ways than one once he got to know you, hating you to begin with as you were a carbon copy of Toby, young and dumb but that changed a while back when you first killed someone you knew.

You looked away, "Yea, man like I don't know, I'm digging myself a hole," you whined.

he climbed between your feet before grasping your knees and dragging you to lay down, "Don't hide I feel the same, I've been thinking about you a lot lately, " He stared down at you, searching your eyes for any negative emotions, "Can I take off the mask…"You spoke out, a statement more than a question, it was coming off either way, he nodded kneeling between your legs.

You gripped the edge and pulled it off, he was staring at you, watching your every move, "Handsome" you smiled before sliding a hand onto his cheek against his side burn, sitting up you press your lips to his. He stalled before taking control, "Tell me when to stop," He whispered against your lips "I won't be speaking then" you whispered out before kissing him.

he sat up taking his shirt off before continuing, his hand slid down to your waist rubbing circles with his thumb, "Can I take your clothes off, "You asked quietly gripping his pants, "Of course baby, " He kissed you one last time before standing up with you following.

he leaned down kissing you holding your hips, your hands working to slide his pants and boxers down, feeling him strip you, "Lay down baby" He uttered sighing. You laid back getting comfy, spreading your legs as he settled between them, he slid his hand down gently playing with your clit, you hummed grabbing his hand, "Like this" You spoke gently guiding him to what you liked, "Of course" he kissed your neck gently toying with you copying what you showed him, "I need you Tim" you looked up at him through your lashed pleading. He swallowed before reaching over to grab your lube, applying a generous amount he pushed against your slit before sliding in, looking at you for any discomfort before bottoming out balls deep.

He breathed shakily waiting for approval to move, he stared at where you were joined before looking at you to find you were already staring, "Please .."You begged quietly grabbing at his bicep and holding a hand over your chest, he began moving slowly to gain a rhythm, pleasure overtaking him at the pleasure he had flowing through him. He hooked an arm around a thigh pressing it forward with him as his left hand rested next to your head, hair dangling and swaying with each movement.

You held your other thigh spreading it open wider for the man above you, "Baby I'm- oh my god" He grunted out moving his hips faster, he reached down playing with your clit to help you reach your peak, "Tim I'm so close please it's right there" You gritted your teeth concentrating, eyes rolling back as you felt the coil so close to breaking, "Just hold no I'm right behind you" He moved quicker surprising that he could move that fast, changing position he grabbed both thighs leaning back and slamming into you, head hurled back.

You leaned forward into him digging your nails into his arm as you came, a broken moan escaped as you titled your head down, he pushed you back down before pulling out and jerking off before coming over your stomach, "I'm- hah I'm so sorry I didn't know where you wanted it" He leaned over you breathing heavily, "That's all g my guy" You pushed his hair back before dropping your arm.

You giggled as he cleaned you, looking up at you he quirked an eyebrow, "What?" he asked looking back down, You watched happily, "So uh…hoes before bros aye?" He looked up bewildered before realising Brian had been waiting for him, "Fuck…he'll be alright" He hoped silently.

stepping off your bed he slid his clothes on and gripped his mask, leaning down he kissed you gently, "I think us proxies are wanted so I gotta run I'm sorry, " You stared up at him, "You're alright" you stood up to get dressed. he stepped out of the room and instantly smiled before heading to the big man's office, "Where the fuck were you?!" Hoodie growled out stepping around the corner, Masky stared at him sliding his mask on, "Getting laid bitch" he chuckled crossing his arm, "No way" Hoodie and Masky exchanged conversation like teenage boys.

You stared around and smiled blushing, not noticing the face in the T.V.

[halloweenbitch2764]

I don't know if you still write the lemon prompts but if you do... can I get a request numbers 1, 3 and 18, AFAB reader x Masky... please ?

I do! Thank you for requesting <3

1- Grinding

3- Bondage

18- Lover

How had you managed to wiggle your way into the heart of your boyfriend? Not even you could completely explain it. After the events of the Marble Hornets YouTube channel, life had went on. You eventually started dating Tim and with that came Masky. You knew you'd have to take the bad with the good.

Dating Tim entailed also dating Masky. He was much less romantic than Tim, rougher and colder. He showed affection in his own ways and anymore didn't come around too often.

You were at your house, waiting for Tim to come home. However, being as late as it was, you had a feeling Tim wouldn't be the one coming home to you. You sat on the couch with the television playing in the background while just doodling in your little sketchbook. It was a nice way to occupy your time.

Soon enough you heard the door open and shut and familiar footsteps head to the living room. You looked up and saw Masky. You had learned to differentiate them just by looking at them. You put the notebook on the table as he sat down next to you, pulling you onto his lap as per usual.

"How was work?" You asked, kissing his cheek. He rubbed your hips with his thumbs. "The guy was fuckin' prick. Just glad he's taken care of." You hummed in agreement and he started kissing your neck, immediately signaling the mood he was in. He and Tim often started the same.

You let him, exposing your neck to him as he started leaving hickies in visible places. "You know I'm gonna have to cover those." You whine playfully and he smacked your ass. "No you're not. You're gonna keep them uncovered and show everyone that you're mine and mine alone." His hot breath hit your skin and sent a shiver down your spine. "Yes sir." You grumbled and he smirked. "Good girl."

As he started trailing the kisses lower, now to your collarbones and above your breasts, you let your hips start moving. It didn't take long for you to start feeling a bulge form. He definitely wasn't fully hard but it didn't seem like it would take long. His breath became noticeably heavier and he smacked your ass before kneading it in his hands. His hands replaced themselves on your hips as he started moving your hips for you.

The fabric felt like it was taunting you, not allowing you to feel all you wanted to feel. You could feel yourself getting wetter as the friction made you breathe heavier as well. Masky smirked and picked you up as he stood, holding you under your thighs and walking to the bedroom. He threw you onto the bed and was quickly on top of you.

He all but ripped your top off, discarding the fabric somewhere in the room. His face buried between your breasts as he pressed kisses, nipping and biting ever so often. You knew you'd be littered with hickies by the end of the night. Your bra soon followed the shirt and he rubbed your breasts with calloused hands, thumbs rubbing over your nipples teasingly.

You could feel a blush coating your cheeks as he pressed a knee between your legs, rubbing against your core. Soft whines came from you at the teasing as he licked at your nipples. "Such a whore for me, hm?" He sounded arrogant. You had to admit, it only turned you on more. "Yes sir." You nodded.

He suddenly stopped and reached into the bedside drawer. A pair of handcuffs were clutched in his hand before he cuffed each to the bed, the free end to one of your wrists and then the other. You trusted him enough and didn't fight against it. After he cuffed you he leaned back, observing your uncovered body lustfully.

He pulled his shirt off and your pants followed. His fingers brushed over your slit through your panties. "Damn, so wet already? Such a slut." His touches were light and you tried to grind against his hand, wanting more. He held your hips down with one hand. "No moving." You huffed softly. He grinned down at you before he pulled your panties off.

His fingers dipped between your lips and his thumb almost immediately found your clit, rubbing it gently and slowly. "Fuck." You whimper softly. His thumb moves down and teases your entrance before he pushes a finger in. Another quickly followed. Your breath hitched and soft moans tumbled out of your mouth. He pumped his fingers slowly, his thumb moving to rub your clit simultaneously. "Shit!" You gripped at the cuffs.

Masky chuckled. "Such pretty moans." When you felt a knot get ready to form he pulled his hand away, licking your juices and humming. "Taste so good." He teased. He pulled his jeans off and a large tent was visible. You pulled against the cuffs, wanting to touch him which made him laugh softly.

He teasingly slowly pulled his underwear down and his cock sprung free. Soon enough they ended up on the floor with all the others. He rubbed his cock slowly, spreading his precum around his tip as you watched closely. He bit his lip and grunted softly before lining up. He slowly pushed in and soon hilted. Your breath was stuttered and your cunt throbbed around him. He continued to bite his lip as he soon started moving.

His thrusts became faster and more paced. He leaned down and kissed your neck, panting softly against your skin. You wished your hands were free so you could grip at him. "Such a pretty girl. So good for me. Fuck- makes me feel so good." He praised as he continued to thrust.

His hand reached down and started rubbing your clit. The knot had returned in your stomach. "Fuck! Faster, please Masky please." You blubbered, your mind too foggy to make a real coherent sentence. His cock throbbed when you moaned his name. He slowed his thrusts down and you whined. "Ask nicely." His arrogant attitude returned. "Please Masky, please fuck me please make me cum-" He suddenly slammed into you and started rubbing your clit at the same time.

A gasp and moan came from you as your eyes nearly rolled into the back of your head. It didn't take much longer between his fast pace and rubbing your clit. "Fuck, Masky I'm gonna cum please- fuck keep going!" This time he didn't stop, keeping the pace.

Soon the knot in your stomach let loose and a fairly loud moan of his name came out. You throbbed around him as he continued to thrust and rub, letting you ride your orgasm as he quickly followed. He pulled out, cumming on your stomach as he rode his own orgasm.

You both panted softly as you became more conscious. He unlocked the handcuffs and put them back in the drawer before grabbing a towel and cleaning you up. After he finished he laid beside you and you laid your head on his chest. He ran his fingers through your hair gently before placing a kiss on your forehead.

"I love you." You said happily as you yawned softly. "I love you too, sunshine."

[jsjajsjsjs]

Sorry for goin’ M.I.A on yall☠️ anyways here’s a quick little Tim wright x AFAB! Reader smut💟🫶

Im new to this whole posting on tumblr thing so don’t judge me if this looks strange-😭

Tw: idk fingering, and use of words cunt, pussy and cock? Just basic smut pretty much If there’s anymore lmk

NSFW UNDER CUT MINORS DNI

[recommend listening to while reading]

You slowly arose from your slumber and you feel your boyfriends, tim, large arms wrapped around you as you guys had been cuddling while watching a movie together the night before.

You sit up in your shared bed the best you can while his arms fall down from your torso to around your waist as you sit up and gently stretch out your arms and legs while yawning, in the midst of doing so he had woken up and opened his eyes and looked up at you and spoke, “morning, darling”, he spoke in a deep and tired voice as he rose up from his spot on the bed and released you from his arms.

“Good morning, love”, you say softly as you lean over and give him and gentle kiss on the forehead and then slowly got up from your spot in bed and stood up on your feet and brought yourself to your shared bathroom that was connected to your bed room.

You walk in and Tim is right behind you as you walk over to the counter and pick up your tooth brush and get it wet and then place some toothpaste onto it as he does the same as you begin brushing your teeth.

You jump up onto the counter, facing him, and smiled at him as she leaned forward and gently wrapped his hands around your waist as his tooth brush hung out of his mouth, he then took the tooth brush out of his mouth and sat it on the counter as he took yours out of your mouth too and put it on the counter and spit out the toothpaste that was in his mouth and you do the same. “Hmm? Love, why did you do that?”, you ask him in a confused manor.

He just shrugged in response then wrapped his arms around your waist and picked you up and carried you back into your shared bedroom and plopped you down on your bed and then leaned over top of you and pampered your face in sweet gentle kisses.

“I love you..” he said quietly in between all of his little kisses.

I need to post but have no motivation so part two with actual smut might be soon or not idk🥲

[bloodblanks]

kinks

ft: eyeless jack, masky, hoodie, ticci toby, jeff the killer, ben drowned, slenderman

author's note: this fanfiction will contain explicit sexual content, including various kinks, fetishes, and similar themes.

please read at your own discretion.

eyeless jack

biting.

the taste of human flesh is already something that jack likes, but even more so when it comes to your flesh specifically. it’s all about the way his teeth sink into the softness of your flesh, the taste of your blood flowing into his mouth; it’s all too delicious. however, there’s another darker side of him that relishes in the way you squirm against him, or the sound escaping your lips—the perfect concoction of pain and pleasure.

marking.

this comes alongside biting, but he enjoys owning you and branding you as his. either with the aforementioned bitemarks, or with hickeys—although he tends to bite during them, anyway—or by carving his name into you. that’s his favourite.

knifeplay.

technically, in his case it’d be scalpelplay. anyhow, he loves running his scalpel along the surface of your skin, tracing along the curvature of your body, or slicing thin lines and outlining your bone structure, especially your ribs.

bloodplay.

this goes hand in hand with knifeplay as well as biting. first and foremost, he relishes in the taste of your blood. it’s the closest he can get to tasting you without hurting you too much. however, he also likes to play with it. he’ll smear it across your skin, painting you with beautiful crimson, but he’ll also lap up your blood, then proceed to kiss you, making you taste yourself and then seeing the stains on your soft lips.

breeding.

there’s just something about him being a demon that gives him a primal urge to want to mate you, breed you, fill you with his seed and impregnate you.

creampies.

this branches off breeding, but his favourite place to cum is obviously inside you; he loves watching his cum drip out of you.

masky

dominance/submission.

frankly, tim is a freak. which will become more and more obvious as you read through this list. anyway. the most important thing for tim in terms of kinks is dominance. he wants to assert power and control over you and enforce that you’re his and his alone. he wants you to submit to him and know that you’ll do whatever he wants whenever he wants, whether you like it or not.

bondage.

tim loves bondage of all sorts. be it tying you up or using chains—he likes it all. it only adds to the power he has over you, considering you’re all tied up, helpless and at his whim. his particular favourite is chaining you to the wall, amongst others, such as tying your hands behind your back while he fucks you from behind. he loves seeing you struggle against your bindings to no avail, especially if he’s edging, overstimulating, or hurting you.

restraints.

closely related to bondage is restraints, such as gags, handcuffs, and blindfolds. they restrict or deprive you of something or another, and the simple fact that he can take that away from you, turns him on. he’s 50/50 on the gags, though, because on one hand he likes it when you can’t talk or even protest against anything he does, but on the other hand he loves hearing all the sounds you make.

edging.

he enjoys edging you, and he’ll really take it to the next level by having you restrained, unable to move or do anything to stop him as he fingers you and plays with your clit, maybe even going down on you or using a toy of some sort. whatever it is, he loves bringing you right to the brink of orgasm and then stopping just before. he’ll do it numerous times, over and over until you’re on the verge of tears and begging for him to please just let you cum.

begging.

the sound of you begging is nothing short of music to his ears. and that’s why he’ll make you do it so often. he’ll make you beg for him to fuck you, he’ll make you beg for him to let you cum, he’ll make you beg for pretty much each and every single bit of pleasure he gives you. he relishes in how powerful it makes him feel and it’s so hot for him to have you begging and pleading for him, desperate for him to allow you any pleasure at all. he loves knowing that it’s all fully dependant on him; he can control whether or not you feel good and just how good you feel. and there’s nothing you can say or do about it.

overstimulation.

when he’s finally satisfied with how desperate you are and how much you’ve pleaded for him, he’ll finally let you cum. and while it may feel good the first time he lets you, you know it’s only a matter of time before he does it again and again, until you’re once again begging and crying for him to stop, telling him that you’re too sensitive and it’s too much.

sadism/masochism.

tim not only likes to control whether or not you feel pleasure, but he also likes to do the same for pain. not only does he just like it by default, but it also closely ties into and relates to his other kinks.

spanking.

he likes spanking you. bending you over his lap and spanking you with his hand, or even a paddle or his belt. he loves making you count each and every strike, but not as much as he enjoys making you thank him for it. he likes it when you’re tied up the most so that he can watch you squirm yet unable to get away. he’ll also spank you during sex if you’re doing doggystyle. the sight of your pretty ass, nice and red with heat radiating off your cheeks, is delightful for him.

hair pulling.

tim will pull your hair, especially if he’s fucking you from behind. he also likes it when you’re giving him head, but one of his favourite scenarios is just having you bend over a counter, being able to tug your hair and make you arch your back for him as he thrusts into you.

slapping.

straight up, across the face. bonus points if it’s in combination with him pulling you up by the hair.

whipping.

most of the time, spanking, hairpulling and slapping is enough for him. however, on occasion, if he’s feeling particularly sadistic, he’ll whip you with his belt as well. he’ll use the leather for the rest of your body, but then the metal buckle for your ass.

knifeplay.

sometimes, he’ll even bring out his switchblade for a bit of fun, holding it to your throat or flicking it across your cheek lightly.

powerplay.

as mentioned, tim loves unbalanced power dynamics. this really shows itself in that he enjoys being fully, or at least mostly clothed while you’re naked. the power imbalance turns him on a lot.

pet play.

he isn’t particularly into pet play, but he indulges in some aspects of it, such as using a collar and leash on you. tim likes tugging you around with the leash, or pulling your head back, cutting off your oxygen supply while he fucks you from behind with it. he’ll also probably invest in a (human-sized, obviously) cage.

breathplay.

just like with all other aspects of sex for him, tim wants control, and what better control than having his hands wrapped around your neck?

degradation.

he’s not super heavy on this, but he’ll say things like, “who’s my slut?” or “who do you belong to?” in bed.

oral. (receiving)

tim doesn’t mind giving oral, but he likes receiving it far more. however, he isn’t satiated with a simple blow job. much like other activities, he’ll want your hands tied up behind your back, so that you can’t stop him while he has his hand wrapped in your hair, holding your head still as he brutally fucks your throat. you’d have to learn to take it, because he wouldn’t care if you were gagging or choking, it would only further arouse him if anything.

dacryphilia.

tim really gets off to you crying, whether it be from edging, overstimulation, pain, or even just when you tear up as his cock hits the back of your throat.

bonus: tim will spit into your mouth.

hoodie

corruption.

brian sees you as an angel. something pure, delicate, ethereal. while he has this nice, friendly, sweet demeanour, he knows himself that he is a monster deep down, a monster that wants nothing more than to corrupt that innocence of yours. he doesn’t necessarily want to hurt you, but he sure as hell wants to ruin you.

lingerie.

brian loves lingerie. he really likes the way the fabric clings tightly to your body, not enough to cover you but enough to accentuate your form, somehow making your already flawless body even better if that was even possible.

lace.

lingerie in general is nice, but what really gets him going is lace. white lace. not only does it look exquisite on you, it also complements your angel-like innocence, adding more flames to the fuel that is his corruption kink.

thigh highs.

technically, it doesn’t have to be thigh highs. while brian does particularly favour white thigh highs, he also likes other leggings/stockings/pantyhose, provided they’re white and sheer or with lace. he likes sheer, semi-translucent long socks, or even other items of clothing; it gives off the impression that he’s seeing something he shouldn’t be, which really turns him on. and of course, he appreciates lace socks, the ones that go up to your ankles or knees as well.

bonus points if you pair it with the lingerie.

skirts/dresses.

there’s something so feminine and delicate about skirts or dresses, especially if they’re well, white and/or with lace, that’s so sensual to him. not to mention it allows him easy access. he can just flip up your skirt or dress, seeing your cute lace panties underneath, proceed to push them aside and just fuck you…

praise.

brian will say things such as “you’re such a good girl,” “you’re taking me so well, angel,” along with incoherent ramblings of how precious and perfect you are.

oral. (giving)

he enjoys going down on you. he loves the way you taste and he gets off to your moans, the way you arch your back, the way you squirm against his face, the way your hands tangle in his hair, everything about it is just delightful for him.

ddlg.

more specifically, daddy kink. brian really likes being called daddy, and he will often call you nicknames such as ‘princess’ and ‘babygirl.’

sensory deprivation.

to be precise, blindfolds. it’s erotic, taking away your sight and leaving you in the dark, unknowing of what he plans to do next, oversensitive and gasping at his touch.

ticci toby

exhibitionism.

nothing gets toby more excited than fingering you in public, under the table at a dinner or somewhere else where people wouldn’t notice. he’ll fuck you in some alley or back of a building, a place that people shouldn’t generally notice but would depend on how well you can stifle your moans, how well you can hold back from making sounds so that nobody would know the indecency the two of you were up to. he loves how good and innocent you seem in public while at the same time, just between the two of you, you were dirty and spreading your legs for him.

degradation.

toby goes hard with the degradation. he’ll tell you things such as “you’re such a fucking slut,” “you’re my useless whore,” “you’re a worthless cumdump,” all the while he’s fucking you. he really likes the idea of using you, having you be his perfect little fucktoy, for him to do whatever he pleases with.

ps: if you beg him to use you, he’ll literally fall in love with you. no better words could come out of your mouth.

free use.

he likes having you at his disposal, ready for him whenever he wants.

begging.

there’s few things he likes more than listening to you beg; it’s just such a humiliating position for you to be in, and he loves pushing you to that point so that he can hear and relish in how pathetic you are for him.

experimentation!

first of all, toby likes a little bit of everything. spanking, choking, bondage, the list goes on. but most of all, he likes to experiment. toby loves trying new things in the bedroom all the time, be it new positions, unusual kinks, roleplay scenarios, he’ll do it all. he’s even happy to try switching roles every once in a while.

roleplay.

seriously, toby will try anything, and he loves roleplaying different scenarios with you just to switch things up.

anal.

this one relates to both experimentation and trying new things. why stick to one hole when you can have two?

toys.

his main interest is buttplugs, but he’ll enjoy using vibrators as well as other toys on you.

bonus: toby is a switch, as implied above. he’s more dominant than submissive, and if you don’t like to dominate, that’s perfectly fine with him and he doesn’t mind. however, he would be ecstatic to have you reverse the roles and tell him how much of a good boy he is.

jeff the killer

rough sex.

jeff likes it rough. he’s particularly into fucking you from behind, although his favourite position would be up against a wall. he likes it hard and rough and fast; being able to watch your curves bounce as he slams in and out of you, being able to feel your nails scratch against his back as you writhe in pleasure, and there’s nothing better than hearing you gasping and screaming his name.

knifeplay.

jeff likes knifeplay, however he’s different from jack. while he will sometimes run the blade along your skin, what he primarily likes to do is hold it to your neck during sex. he enjoys watching you tense up, as well as ultimately pressing the blade in ever so slightly just to draw a bit of blood while he orgasms inside you.  

oral. (receiving)

jeff has nothing against giving oral, he’s not super into it but he’ll do it if you want him to. however, the real treat for him is receiving. he thoroughly enjoys having you suck his dick, feeling your pretty lips wrapped around it, struggling to take in his length. he likes pulling your hair during it, guiding you and bobbing your head up and down on his member. he enjoys having you start off nice and slow, maybe even teasing him a bit, but tease him enough and he’ll get impatient and quicken the pace. he likes when you swallow, especially if you open your mouth and show him before you do it.

bonus points if you make eye contact as you during all of this. oh, and he’ll literally love you forever if you deepthroat.

ben drowned

spanking.

ben isn’t that kinky. he’s happy browsing the front page of pornhub, essentially. he’s into things such as spanking—he’ll gladly bend you over his lap, or just spanking you while fucking you doggystyle. he prefers using hands, but sometimes he’ll bring out the paddle, too. he likes the ones that leave heart-shaped marks.

pet play.

ben is kind of your average gamer boy. he likes cat girls. it’s not really that much pet play, as much as it specifically cat girls, but whatever. he likes it when you wear a pair of cat ears as well as having a cat tail buttplug, although he’s not that into anal.

cosplay.

this goes along with the cat girl thing, but ben enjoys seeing you in cosplays. to be specific, maid outfits. he would be pleased with almost any cosplay, though. nurse outfits, schoolgirl uniforms, you name it, he probably likes it.

breathplay.

choking in general is nice for him; he likes the way your neck feels in his grip, so fragile and delicate. he likes the way your smaller hands instinctively grab onto his wrist, he finds it adorable. his favourite though? the bathtub. he likes fucking you over a bathtub, with you bent over the edge, your ass nicely on display for him, the water in the tub filled up until the very brim, and your pretty little head getting pushed under the water.

other than that, ben is relatively vanilla.

slenderman

tentacles.

slender loves using his tentacles on you. seriously though, tentacles are very versatile. not only can he fuck you with them, but he can also employ them as tools for bondage. he’ll wrap his tentacles around your wrists, binding your arms. he’ll use them to pull and then hold your legs apart, spreading them wide open for him to fuck you. his tentacles are strong, strong enough to lift you up, suspending you in midair while he fucks you. he thoroughly enjoys having a tentacle in your mouth, feeling your tongue, soft and wet swirl around it, sucking on it like you would his dick. he’ll relish in that while he has another tentacle pumping in and out of your cunt, and a third one filling up your ass. he loves having all three of your holes filled up at the same time; there’s no better way to know that you belong to him entirely. sometimes he’ll even slide two in the same hole, having one pump in while the other pulls out.

so that by default includes bondage, suspension, anal, and double penetration.  

size kink.

he’s approximately two and a half metres tall, so it’s safe to say he towers over you, especially if you’re smaller. he enjoys pinning you down, taking your tiny wrists in his larger hands, lifting you up and sitting you on his cock because you’re so light, so tiny, so delicate. he just wants to stretch you out and fill you up with his length.

oral.

slender loves both giving and receiving oral. how can he resist watching you struggle to take in his length, your tiny hands on his thighs as you bob your head up and down on his dick, tearing up ever so slightly when it hits the back of your throat, causing you to gag? but of course, he loves pleasuring you as well, with his tongue, long and pointed and able to reach the entirety of your insides, all the while he has a tentacle playing with your clit, or sometimes just his hand.

dirty talk.

slender is able to communicate telepathically. that means he can say the nastiest, most unholy things to you while you’re out in public, without anyone noticing or even suspecting that anything was up. you’d have to pretend that everything is fine, while you’re out drinking coffee and he’s trying to get you all hot and bothered by telling you in detail how he would ravish you later that evening. another side of this is that he loves talking dirty in bed too, and you can hear and almost feel him speak inside your head all the while he’s pounding away at your insides.

breeding.

something about being a supernatural, inhuman being makes it so erotic for him to breed you, to impregnate you, to create a half-human baby with you. he just wants to fill you up with his seed over and over again until it’s leaking out of every hole of yours.

author’s note: i cannot believe i wrote this. i am a sinner. i am going to hell.

[sister-lucifer]

Hiya, hope you're having a pog day <3

I wanted to make a request if possible (also if you're comfortable with it, if not, feel free to ignore this ask!! no worries)

nsfw headcanons for Hoodie and Masky with a trans masc s/o (with top surgery scars)

Masky + Hoodie w/ a trans masc partner who has top surgery scars 

Masky + Hoodie x Reader (separately) 

Genre: Fluff + NSFW, headcanons 

Content/warnings: There’s a lot of talk of reader’s body but it’s all positive, Tim is insecure about his scars, chest + tummy kisses, tooth rotting fluff AND some soft romantic NSFW 😌 

Like my writing? I take requests! NSFW or SFW for any fandoms in my bio (request rules + masterlist in pinned post)!

Also, please reblog! it’s free, takes two seconds, and really helps me out 

Feedback is encouraged and appreciated:)

Not fully proofread! Let me know if you see any errors!

A/N: Sorry if you wanted like…hardcore nasty NSFW, this is really sweet 😔 

Tim Wright/Masky 

Although I don’t personally headcanon Tim as trans (though i definitely enjoy trans tim content 👌😋), he certainly has his fair share of scars 

They’re mostly on his arms and hands

Some are from fights, others are from miscellaneous accidents, some have been there as long as he can remember and he’s not even sure where they came from

But theres one thing he knows for sure:

He HATES when people point them out 

He can’t really explain it, he just hates having attention drawn to them 

You may not feel the same way, but even if you say you don’t mind he’ll be careful not to point them out 

That’s not to say you won’t catch him staring when he thinks you’re not looking, though 

The scars just look so…natural, on you 

Like they’ve always been there 

He forgets that they’re scars, really 

He’s not sure why he feels so different about scars on you than he does on him 

The longer he’s with you the less he notices your scars anymore 

And the less he notices his own too 

Over time he becomes less insecure about them as he watches you not only live with but accept and maybe even embrace your scars 

And there’s something he loves about being able to run his hand down your bare chest, the marks on his hand matching with your scars 

Especially when he finds you in bed with him, climbing on top of him and straddling his lap 

He cant stop himself from reaching out and pulling your shirt off, his large hands splaying out over your torso as he admires you, feeling your heartbeat thump behind your ribs 

If your position allows him to see your chest, don’t be surprised if he can’t pull his eyes away 

He’s not very talkative during sex, but he’s always sure to remind you how handsome you are 

He knows sex can sometimes trigger dysphoria, and he doesn’t want you to forget that you’re his sweet boy, forever and always

You can thank him for the praise by taking one of his scarred hands and pressing a soft kiss to it, a silent reassurance that his feelings about you are not unrequited 

Brian Thomas/Hoodie 

Brian, on the other hand, is very vocal about how attractive he finds your scars 

Although he’s got a few of his own, they’re generally not very noticeable 

And even if someone did point them out, he’d simply laugh them off 

So he feels comfortable telling you how much he loves your scars 

They’re a reminder of how strong you are, he says 

It’s not easy embracing your true trans self in this world, and you should wear your scars with pride 

He’s got an artistic streak, so don’t be surprised if he asks to draw on them 

He may even suggest getting a cool tattoo to emphasize them! 

Like barbed wire or a flower chain or something 

But if you don’t want that, he’s perfectly content simply being allowed to run his fingers over your scars 

He’ll often absentmindedly begin tracing them whenever you’re laying together, sometimes not even realizing he’s doing it 

He loves to kiss your chest too 

He’s a romantic type, what can I say 🤷 

He just loves to give your scars all the gentle attention they deserve, he can’t help it 

Don’t be surprised if his hands find your scars as if they have a mind of their own, always wandering to your chest whenever you’re standing at the counter or sitting on the couch with him 

And don’t be surprised if those wandering hands lead to more than just gentle touches 

If you allow him his way during sex, he’ll always insist on having you on your back 

He’ll pay extra attention to your chest, and i don’t just mean your scars (although they certainly aren’t ignored) 

He’s much more vocal than Tim, a constant stream of praises and reassurances spilling from his mouth and he drones on and on about how handsome you are and how lucky he is to have such a beautiful boy like you to take care of 

You’re an absolute beauty to him, and he’s going to make sure he tells you every chance he gets  

Brian Thomas: The Dysphoria Miracle Cure 

[niphredil-14]

I have a whole ass crush on Tim Wright right now, could we get some smut of Tim? Maybe some cockwarming…

The feeling of fullness he granted them was magical, every inch pressed snuggly against their walls. The pleasure of being wrapped around him losing the battle against the torture that was the stillness demanded of them. Ebbing pleasure turned to pain from lack of flow, and they caved, slowly rolling their hips, hoping he wouldn't notice. He did, and their swirling mixture of pain and pleasure spiked sharply at the sting that came from the harsh spank he forced upon their ass cheek.

"Told you to stay still. I'm working." He didn't even spare them a glance, merely putting a hand on their waist to hold them still.

"C'mon, Timmy," They pouted, kissing their way up his jaw to nibble on his ear. "I need more, I need you to make me feel good, like you always do." The rumbling in his chest didn't go unnoticed by them, but before they could get away with anymore begging, the hand previously on their waist had moved to their throat, squeezing just hard enough to stop them from letting any words out.

"And here I thought I had a good pet, not a fucking whore." His voice was dark, more Masky than Tim, but that only meant that their punishment would be that much sweeter. "What? Your greedy hole needs more than to be filled? Huh? Needs to be fucked, doesn't it?" Wordless, they did their best to nod, though his hand was incredibly restrictive. He knew them well, though, and he knew their body even better. "Don't worry, Baby, I'll give you what you need."

I was torn between doing a meaner tim, leaning into masky, or a softer tim, with some sleepy cockwarming after a nice fuck, but decided to go with mean tim. let me know if you want me to do another where he's nicer. c: also this is unedited sry

[rockstvrdotcom]

It's 💅anon again!!!!

Can you pls do a s/o who like to bite or mark their partner/mate a lot??? (NSFW or SFW all fine)

With EJ, Masky and Hoodie pls 🥺🥺🥺

ej, masky, and hoodie with a s/o that likes to bite

ej, masky, hoodie x reader (nsfw but mostly sfw in there)

HI NONNIEEE!! the first work u asked for is otw!! i just decided to post this one first because the other is longer lol

tw/cw: marking/biting (duhhh), nsfw, guys theres gore in the photos so beware, fem reader, mentions of blood, scratching, cigarette burns on skin/clothes, spanking, slapping, slight somnophilia kink

EYELESS JACK

you like to mark him:

at first he was reluctant, he thought his skin was already ruined enough at it was. you assured him that it's fine, and that he's the most handsome boy you've ever laid your eyes on. (you both cringed at that but he lowk loved it cos hes canonically insecure abt his skin)

once you did it the first time.. this man could not get enough. literally begged you to do it over and over again. he's obsessed with it. you almost got tired of it (you could never tho)

loves when you leave little kitten licks on the mark; he loves the feeling so much like he could just eat you

loves when your on top of him as you give him hickeys— especially when your sitting on top of him and your hips are grinding against his.

lets out really silent whimpers as you mark him, so silent you don't even hear them most of the time. but when you're near his throat, you can faintly hear them.

gets hard so easily from you biting/marking him.

obsessed with when you have lipstick on and leave little lipstick stains on his cheeks or really any part of his body.

...loves when you mark him near the base of his cock— whether its lipstick stains or his hickeys. he just loves seeing the marks as he jerks off when your not around him. (yall im going to hell)

he likes to mark you:

after he begins to mark you he does not stop. sucks on the skin until its a dark purple/green.

sometimes he even likes to bite through the skin and lick up the blood— if you're okay with it of course.

gets really turned on when you let him break skin, usually ends up in him bending you over the nearest surface and fucking you silly. the blood gets him so riled up.

whenever you both are not busy he constantly has his teeth in your neck; not all the time but often. sometimes he'll just sneak up behind you and take a bite like you're some sort of snack.

he likes to mark you around your collarbone and neck; makes you wear v necks around the mansion so people can see the piece of art he created on your neck.

he was really gentle with it at first— asking you if it hurt or if you were ok. he has a higher pain tolerance than normal he has a hard time knowing the limits, but when you tell him it's ok and tell him you want more? he just can't help himself.

if he's marking you and you both have nothing to do it usually always ends up in him dicking you down. this mans sex drive is HIGH

asks you to sit on his lap any chance he gets and let him mark you.

guys this man is just so obsessed with marking—  gn.

MASKY

you like to mark him:

masky n tim are very different.. tim is such a sweetie pie but masky is a whole 'nother thing. but lets talk about masky

this man.. he's so down bad for you marking him like the second you asked he started rushing you to come over here and start sucking on his neck.

all that and he still won't ever take off his mask— but maybe he'll lift it just enough for you to leave lipstick stains and hickeys down his jawline.

i don't even know whether he prefers the lipstick stains or hickeys. he loves when you break skin though, he's just so into it and it gets him so hot n sweaty.

also obsessed with the way you leave scratch marks down his back when he pounds into you, likes looking at them in the mirror and how they burn in the shower

when you're leaving marks around his neck you can really smell the earthy/woody scent he has.. and a faint smell of cigarettes' on him.

likes when you mark him as hes smoking a cig; two of his favorite things at the same time? sign him up

has to have some sort of grip on your thighs while you mark him, he's obsessed with your thighs.

it js makes him so horny when you have your teeth sunken down into his skin.

wants you to leave lipstick stains on the collar of his shirt or hoodie.. idk man he js loves it.

he likes to mark you

oh boy

he lifts up his mask just enough so he can bite you and taste your skin.

thighs. leaves scratches, bites, kisses all over your thighs. he just can't stop man.

begs you to let him mark you all the time, even though it lowk humiliates him.

"please, pretty. i wan' everyone to know your mine."

leaves scratch marks all over your ass and back, idk he's just obsessed with it.

the whole marking thing rlly plays into his obsession with letting everybody know your his. he's really possesive.

this one might be a lil.. yk. but if you're okay with it and let him, he likes to leave cigarette burns on your thighs. something about stubbing out a cigarette 0n you just does something to him. or he likes leaving cigarette burns on your clothes that you don't mind being ruined.

the way he marks you is just so diverse, you don't know whats next, a bite or??

also likes to spank you or js see your ass red.. seeing the pretty light red shade on your ass does something to him. when you guys are fucking he'll grip/spank your ass hard, he likes seeing his hand prints on your ass.

HOODIE

you like to mark him

when it comes to marking, hoodie and brian are relatively similar but hoodies way more kinky w/ it.

hoodie does not hesitate to do it in public. begs you to mark him all over while you guys are in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of people around.

wants you to leave them in the most noticeable places like his neck and jaw.

he just wants you all over him honestly. he wants you ontop of him littering his chest with kisses and hickies. hes so obsessed with you marking him and you can smell the strong but faint smell of cologne on him (idk how that works dont ask me)

looks down his shirt randomly just to see the marks you left on him.

every time he sees one fading he asks you to do it again.

just like ej he likes when you leave marks near the base of his dick, it just adds to the pleasure when the forming hickey is throbbing while you're sucking him off.

he likes to mark you

doesn't stop once he starts.

hes kinda a sadist tbh

doesn't do anything like cigarette burns like masky. but likes to take a smoke while you mark him. he doesn't smoke often though.

hickeys and lipstick stains are his favorite. slapping you and seeing the red slowly creep onto your face tops all of that + bruises aswell.

doesn't slap you just to inflict pain; surprisingly. he just wants to see the red marks on your pretty 'lil face

takes pictures of the marks he left on you with his camera and jerks off to them later.

praises you but also degrades you at the same time as he marks you.

"fuck, you're my cute lil' slut aren't you? so adorable with my hickeys all over her."

grips at your thighs hard while you guys are fucking; hard enough to leave dark bruises. he admires then while you sit on his lap later on.

speaking of sitting on his lap,, he loves when you're sitting ontop of him or you're on your knees infront of him as he lightly slaps you on the face, just enough to leave his handprint.

also likes spanking your ass and leaving bruises on it

squeezes your ass later to hear you wince in slight pain.

marks you while your sleeping and likes to see your reaction when you wake up

kisses the marks he leaves on you

[raythekiller]

i am so obsessed with the way you write the characters cause it seems so perfect ??

my mind is always in the gutter so i wanna ask what kind of kinks you think (pastas of ur choice+ej if u can) have :]

🗒 ❛ Kinks Headcanons ༉‧₊˚✧

Featuring: Jeff The Killer, Ben Drowned, Ticci Toby, Eyeless Jack, Masky, Hoodie

#Notes: I've tapped a bit into some kinks in the nsfw headcanons posts, but here's a more in-depth look at it. warning for some dub-con stuff

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꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Jeff The Killer

DOMINATION

He wants to feel completely in control as he's fucking your brains out. Having you at his mercy, ready to be used how he pleases is a major turn on.

BREATH PLAY

Kinda part of his domination kink, as it helps him feel in control. Having total say in how much you're able to breathe of all things just does it for him.

KNIFE PLAY/BLOOD KINK

Pretty obvious. He wants to cut you up, carve his name on your thigh, lick the blood off your wounds, etc etc.

HUMILIATION

Jeff doesn't do praise. Will call you the most horrible names he can think of while thrusting into you, telling you how much of a whore you are for enjoying it.

Full headcanon post here

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ben Drowned

VOYEURISM

He's a little pervert. Wants to secretly watch you through your computer screen while you pleasure yourself, jerking himself off to the sight of you.

FOOT FETISH

I'm so sorry to say this, but the truth can't be denied. He fantasizes about you stroking his cock with your feet on a daily basis.

CBT

Another one that I hate to say, but it's true. Wants you to step on his dick while wearing heels.

HUMILIATION

Receiving. He knows he's a disgusting pervert and wants you to say that to him, telling him how gross he is while stroking him.

EDGING

Again, receiving. Deny him as many times as you want - he's gonna be crying, begging you to just let him cum already, and he's gonna love every second of it.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ticci Toby

PRAISE KINK

He gets enough humiliation from others in a daily basis. He wants to be told he's loved and doing a good job for once. If you call him a good boy, he's gonna be coming in seconds.

DIRTY TALKING

May not even be considered a kink, but he gets super hard from it. Just whisper sweet nothings in his ear, telling him the things you wanna do to him if you wanna get him all hot and bothered.

(LIGHT) BONDAGE

Giving or receiving. Just loves being or having you completely at his mercy, unable to do anything. Normally uses his own shirts instead of fancy handcuffs or ropes.

PEGGING/FACE SITTING

Here's for my fellow afab's. Loves it when you use his face as your own personal chair or peg him from behind, pulling at his hair. Speaking of:

HAIR PULLING

Receiving. Especially if he's eating you out and you grab at it to make him take you in deeper.

Full headcanon post here

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Eyeless Jack

BREEDING

Loves loves loves coming deep inside of you, seeing it drip out of your hole after, having you completely full of him.

MARKING

Will cover you in claw marks and love bites so people know who you belong to.

OVERSTIMULATION

He wants you shaking and crying underneath him until you can't take it anymore.

HELPLESSNESS

Adores knowing that you're so small and powerless beneath him, unable do defend yourself. Not like he plans on intentionally hurting you, but still.

Full headcanon post here

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Masky

DOMINATION

Said it before, but he's a massive dom. Wants to order you around and have you be completely submissive to him.

GAGGING

Adores the sounds you make, but even more so knowing that he's big enough to have you choke on his cock. It feeds into his ego.

HUMILIATION/PRAISE

Similar to Jeff, loves calling you names, but will lace in some compliments and encouragements. ("Taking my cock so well, doll,")

SPANKING

Adores having you writhing beneath him as he's smacking your ass with his belt as well as the little sounds you make.

BEGGING

Wants to hear you pleading for him to even touch you. If you want any pleasure from him at all, you're gonna have to work hard for it.

Full headcanon post here

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Hoodie

CORRUPTION

I have a specific post for this here. Basically, to sumn it up, he wants to make you do dirty things you wouldn't normally do. Even better if he's the first person you have sex with.

MIRROR SEX

He'll fuck you from behind and pull your hair to make you look at the mirror so you can see him pounding into you.

PRAISE

Giving. Will tell you how you're doing such a good job, taking his cock so well.

FILMING

If you're okay with it, he'll want to record you little sessions so he can jack off watching it later when you're away.

BONDAGE

Unlike Toby, he actually has some handcuffs and fancy ropes for it. Loves seeing you all tied up like a little gift for him.

[lordprettyflackotara]

criminal || Jeff the killer

smut 18+, minors dni, PLEASE READ: TW: CNC, FACE FUCKING, gun play?, bank robbery, kidnapping at the end

Jeff the killer knew he was good at what he did.

He was good at killing people quickly.

Or making them suffer, depending on which he was in the mood for.

What Jeff wasn’t good at however, was two things.

1. Listening to an order.

2. Having patience.

Of course he tried his hardest to suck it up, listening to almost all of Slender’s commands without a second thought.

Those commands usually involved things he was good at.

Except for today.

Jeff grumbled unhappily to himself in the front seat of the toyota Ben managed to buy off of craigslist.

Robbery was the proxies job, not Jeff’s.

So imagine Jeff’s surprise when his latest order was to rob the local bank right before closing.

It wasn’t that the mission was hard.

Yet, he couldn’t help but feel annoyed that he was chosen for the job.

Eyeless Jack had been chosen as his getaway driver. Not out of choice but out of convenience.

Apparently Masky had been shot a couple of times the last mission they were on and Hoody has been moping around ever since. Since Toby wasn’t trusted enough to complete this kind of task alone, Jeff was the next runner up in Slender’s eyes.

Tasks like this were the closest Slenderman could get to getting Jeff as a proxy. So naturally he took what he could.

EJ was never normally a blabber to Jeff. Whether or not Jeff would come and say it outright, EJ was probably his favorite at the mansion. He wasn’t insufferable, usually keeping to himself and complying with Jeff’s odd favors.

However during this car ride, Jeff couldn’t help but consider Eyeless Jack to be yapping.

For some odd reason, EJ wasn’t in the mood to be ignoring Jeff’s usual disdain and grumpiness. Instead he chose to ramble on about his latest kill and the medical discoveries he had made.

On a typical Tuesday evening Jeff would’ve told him to shut the fuck up. But he was so miserable being assigned this task in the first place, he found himself holding his tongue.

The dim street lights were the only source of light on the street they rode down, the car not having headlights. Ben deemed them not to be necessary. It was almost comical watching EJ try to navigate the road without them.

Jeff unhappily reached into the glovebox, pulling out a black face mask and pair of sunglasses. If he had things go his way, he would’ve been wearing a ski mask. Unfortunately Slender disagreed, his concern revolving around not even making it into the bank itself.

He shoved the face mask on, the tips of his raw uncut smile peaking out near his ears. He put the sunglasses on, before grabbing the traditional black sack and hand gun Masky had lent him. Jeff thought the 1930’s sack was a little lame, but it was practical.

Jeff forced himself out of the car, quietly shutting the door behind him. EJ rolled down the window, deciding to remind Jeff of what they were doing.

“Alright look, just go in there, get the money so we can go,” EJ said firmly, the words catching Jeff’s attention.

Jeff mumbled an annoyed agreement, deciding it would be best to go ahead and walk on in.

“Hey Jeff?” EJ called. Jeff gritted his teeth in irritation, quickly turning around.

“What?!”

If EJ had eyes, he would’ve rolled them.

“Don’t kill nobody this time,”

Jeff shoved off his request, shoving his last mission filling in for the proxies in the back of his mind. It wasn’t his fault that Slender put him on a proxy mission. He also didn’t specify that he had to leave all the hostages alive.

Jeff muttered curses under his breath, mainly insulting EJ, before deciding to whistle.

He strolled into the bank casually, the hand gun tucked into his back waistband.

You were closing up for the night, the sight of Jeff annoying you. You had counted every drawer except for your own, and now you’d have to stay past closing. You brushed off your pencil skirt, painting on your best customer service smile.

“Hi, how can I help you?” You asked. You were puzzled by Jeff’s appearance, the sunglasses throwing you off. You wanted to assume the best, thinking he possibly blind and cautious of infections.

Jeff could hardly contain his excitement once he saw you. You had such a lovely face, your smile bright and filling him with ease. Your delicious thighs were covered by your black pencil skirt, your hair in a tight professional ponytail. He was smiling under his mask, a genuine one that wasn’t carved on.

“I’d like to make a withdrawal,” Jeff said calmly, his voice smooth like butter. His eyes scanned the bank quickly, realizing you were the only one there. Jeff mentally cursed to himself as he realized he hadn’t gotten out of the mansion much lately.

He could feel heat rushing to his cheeks as he looked at you, your curious eyes searching his covered face for further elaboration. Even in your modest uniform, Jeff could see your natural curves. How long had it been since he had been around a normal girl? One without a clock for an eye or burnt pale skin like his?

“Sir are you okay-” You began to ask, before your eyes fluttered down to his crotch. His boner was poking not so discreetly through his black jeans, your face flushing pink. Your surprised look snapped Jeff out of his daze, causing him to quickly yank his gun out of his back waistband.

“Put the fucking money in the bag bitch and no one gets hurt,” Jeff growled, shoving the bag at you. Fear crashed down over you like a violent wave as tears prickled in your eyes quickly. Your hands shook as you grabbed the keys to your cash drawer, struggling to insert the key into the keyhole.

Jeff watched in awe as you struggled to miss the keyhole for a third time. He rolled his eyes. “Useless bitch do I have to do everything? Give it to me,” He sighed. You held out the keys hesitantly, your body shaking in fear and an odd arousal as you heard him talk more. He unlocked the cash drawer, before turning his attention back to you.

“I’m not going to touch it. Put it in the fucking sack before I blow your head off,” Jeff spat. He stepped out of the way, his boner not going down. You grabbed handfuls of cash, shoving them in Jeff’s sack. He watched as you bent over, your ass looking great through your tight uniform.

“Please don’t kill me,” You whispered, tears finally falling from your waterline. Jeff contemplated his options, remembering Slenderman’s and EJ’s warnings. You were cute after all, even for a little bank teller.

“Maybe we can work something out doll,” Jeff’s pale hand stroked your face as you shoved more stacks of money into the bag. His touch felt disgusting, but his words were like pure honey. “What d-do you want?” You stuttered. You finished emptying out your drawer, turning to him and handing him the money.

Jeff towered over you, his ashy black hair hanging over his forehead and top of his sunglasses.

“Well doll, you’ve created a problem for me you see,” Jeff purred. He grabbed your tiny hand, placing it over his aching boner. Just your touch was enough to make him shift in place. Your face went bright red, your eyes widening. “I c-can’t just let you fuck me. There are cameras everywhere. I’ll be humiliated-” You began rambling, afraid that this conversation wasn’t a negation.

Jeff glanced down at the plentiful stacks of money in the bag, figuring spending a few extra minutes with you would be a decent reward. “I’m a man of compromise,” Jeff offered. He was itching to pull the trigger on the gun he was holding at your head, but taking out a camera or two would have to do for now.

He shot at the cameras on each side behind the desk, leaving only the main one in the lobby on. Jeff mentally thanked Masky for the silencer on his main gun, as it gave him more time with you. “No cameras, and as much as i’d love to ruin your tight pussy, no sex. Knees doll,” Jeff grunted. He was having a hard time adjusting to negation with a regular human, but your puppy eyes full of tears were just too darling for him to ignore.

You wanted to be disgusted by the situation, to be kicking and screaming. But something about Jeff, the way he talked and moved had you aching for more. Your bare knees hit the raw carpet, promising rug burn on your skin. Your hands were still shaking as you began to undo his belt, the killer staring down at you eagerly.

You slowly unzipped his zipper, the two of you working together to pull down his pants. “I don’t have all night,” Jeff told you impatiently. You squirmed to have him fully revealed in front of you, his cock hard in front of your face. His tip was a pinkish color, while the rest of his shaft matched the rest of his pale white skin. You slowly took him in your mouth, screwing your eyes shut. Jeff let out a quiet groan, a string of curses following behind it.

“Nuh uh doll, open those pretty eyes f’me,” Jeff ordered, trying to sound stern as you bobbed your head up and down his cock. You weren’t half bad for a little bank teller, your nipples poking through your button up as you struggled to keep your eyes on the man standing before you. Jeff grabbed your slicked back ponytail, forcing you to take more of him.

“Thats it, take it all,” Jeff murmured, licking his lips under his mask. You forced your jaw to go slack, his fingers tightly yanking at your hair. “I’d relax if I were you, unfortunately for you I don’t have all night,” Jeff sighed. You almost raised one eyebrow, before his shaft forced itself down your throat. Your waterline filled with tears immediately, your nose touching his black curls.

Jeff sighed in relief at the sensation of your tight throat, his hips beginning to buck on their own. You listened obediently, staring up at him as he throat fucked you. You struggled to breathe, a burning sensation clouding your nose. “You know, you’re actually pretty good at this,” Jeff snickered. He pulled out briefly, offering you the reward of breathing.

You gasped like a fish out of water, inhaling as much oxygen as you could. A foul mixture of saliva and drool pooled under the carpet beneath you, soaking it. Jeff considered praising you, complimenting how pretty you looked like this. Your face all red, hair messy, covered in tears and spit. But as the thought crossed his mind, there was only one other thing he would like your face coated in.

Jeff forced your head back onto his cock, continuously face fucking you as he pleased. He could feel himself getting closer, his hips stuttering. In the far distance he heard the sound of police sirens, causing him to grit his teeth in annoyance. “I’d love to paint your face doll, but I can’t leave any DNA behind. You understand right?” Jeff asked mockingly.

You almost mentally asked what he meant, before his tip hit the back of your throat one final time. His seed was warm and salty, causing you to gag at the slightest taste your tongue had the displeasure of sensing. He stayed lodged in your throat for a moment, enjoying watching you struggle to swallow him all.

Jeff snickered as he pulled out of your mouth, your knees raw with rug burn and your throat desperately trying to swallow his cum.

You panted as you looked up at him, the police sirens getting closer. He fixed himself up, extending a hand for you to take. You stared at him curiously, forgetting your situation and taking his hand.

“I’m not allowed to kill anyone. And now that you’ve seen me, you’re a liability,” Jeff told you. Your eyes darted back and forth at his sunglasses, searching for a look of his orbs.

“Looks like you’re going to have to come with me. You’ve grown on me anyways,” Jeff huffed. In a swift motion he threw you over his shoulder, dragging you and the bag of money to EJ’s car.

[the-floral-perspective]

His Best Girl | Tim/Masky

Warning: p in v, overstim, oral f receiving, mad Tim/Masky, Tim/Masky wanting to reward his favorite girl, soft dom Tim/Masky

x Fem! Reader

Tim had came home angry today, muttering something about Jeff and a missed target. You knew his special business, and didn’t really care. That’s probably why Tim liked you so much, you were so bright, and he wanted to protect your flame.

His counterpart, Masky, was much more possessive. Though, today you had Tim, an irritated Tim in need of relaxation.

“Hey baby,” you murmured against his chest, hugging him softly from the doorway he just came through.

“Hey babe,” his tense face relaxed and he kissed your forehead. You looked up at him cheekily.

“What’re you giving me that look for, sweets—“ he was cut off by your gentle kiss. Savoring the moment, he held you by the jaw and pulled your face away.

Tim stared at you adoringly for a couple seconds and kissed you back lightly. You had attempted to speed up, but his only reaction was putting a hand around your neck and the other around your waist. He controlled your pace gently.

“What’re you so desperate for, huh?” Tim laughed lightly, breaking away.

“Did you miss me?” He asked, you nodded your head in a defeated manner, pouting at him.

“Aw, you’re so cute, baby. Can I see how wet you are? I know you like it when my hands on your neck…”

“Please,” you muttered, looking up at him.

Tim hummed and continued your sweet kisses, his hand that was on your waist made it into your pants. Your pajama shorts making his job easier. He rubbed the outside of your underwear, causing you to shiver in the kiss.

Teasingly, he tapped at your clit, to which your body jolted with. Tim chuckled lightly at your bodies movements, he knew you couldn’t help it. Slowly, he made his move around the house and into your bedroom, dragging you along with him.

There was a switch. Tim paused after he let your body rest on your silk baby blue comforter. The sun casting beautiful stories on your body through the blinds. Your legs were spread as you laid back, shorts halfway on and shirt all the way up.

Tim’s eyes were darker, and you knew it was now Masky. He took a second to search his surroundings before his eyes laid on you. Masky chuckled deeply, “aren’t you such a good girl?”

“Y-yes,” you muttered. You took off your shirt and shorts while you were at it. Masky taking quick notice of the wet patch between your legs on your underwear.

Masky mockingly pouted, “aw, need me to take care of you? Poor baby, can’t even take care of herself…”

You bucked your hips to him, in response he slipped off your underwear quickly and spread your legs forcefully wide. The cold air on your leaking cunt made you shiver, but it was quickly replaced by Masky’s warm tongue.

It was a sick game, really. Masky played with your folds for a bit, soaking up your taste before he really went in for his meal.

He switched inbetween your clit and back to your aching hole. Eventually though, he stuffed his thick fingers in you and curled them upwards. The ridges of his knuckles hitting your walls deeply as he sucked on your clit.

Masky continuously licked upwards at your clit and circled it, creating a cruel pattern of pleasure. Your ambrosia dribbled down his chin and hand as your wet came out of you with every thrust.

Your mind grew hazy at his routine, stomach seeming to tighten as he sped up to near impossible speeds.

That was one thing you liked about Masky, he was way more durable for long sex and was near impossible to satisfy quickly. He always needed more of you.

Eventually, your back arched and the cord in your body cut. Your pussy fluttered against Masky’s repetitive movements, and you didn’t know how to react to the pleasure.

“Cmon, honey. Make it to at least three for me and we’ll be done, alright?” He mumbled into you, not giving you a break from his pleasurable torture.

“I-I’ll—ngh— try!” You whimpered out as Masky sped his pace once more.

You could feel your slick exiting your body from your previous orgasm, Masky only soaked it up in his mouth. His chin dripping onto the comforter. They’d have to wash that later.

With already orgasming, you could quickly feel your second one approaching. Especially with how Masky was sucking in your pussy, he practically bathed in it. You’ve never seen him this desperate before.

You couldn’t keep still, your legs continuously clenched and unclenched. You had attempted to shut them, but Masky wouldn’t allow that.

Masky made sure to eat you good and well before he’d fuck you. By the end of his attacks on your cunt, you were shaking relentlessly and body constantly twitching from cumming so much.

Jesus, you were so hot to him. “Do you think you could handle one more baby? Just one more,” he practically whined out in a husky breath.

Masky humped you through his jeans, now leaning over your body. His head lay in the nook of your shoulder. Your pussy fluttered as his jeans came into contact.

“Y-Yes, but quick-“ you had mumbled back quietly, letting out small whimpers as his jeans nudged you.

Desperately, Masky unzipped his pants. He never took his clothes off, it made him strangely horny to see you so lewd while he remained modest.

He tapped his dick on your clit a couple times, relishing in watching your pussy tense before slowly starting his way inside.

Masky’s cock was thick, though not too long. Only about 5-6 inches, but the girth always had you panting. It didn’t hurt much, only a light burn before he started speeding up.

“Remember, sweets, only one-“ Masky was cut off by his own moan.

“God you’re so tight for me baby. My sweet girl, god. You make me feel so good— ngh!”

You could feel yourself practically milking his cock, he was pulsing inside you. “G-god I could just be in you forever.”

His face was so pretty when I’m the moment, ironically he was thinking the same about you. Your hair had rested like a halo upon your head, contrasting the bed comforter.

The sun had started going down, but a small peak of sunlight had made you seem like a goddess to him.

Masky had gotten more desperate as his orgasm crept up to him. His pelvis hitting your clit lightly, causing you to jerk with every thrust on accident. He celebrated these accidents though.

You could feel yourself getting tighter, feeling as if you were about to burst. Masky the same. He never thought he could find a women like you.

As the two of you shared an orgasm, Masky thought about how bad he was at words. He could never get out how much he appreciated you, but he could always show it through actions. Masky could never get enough of how sweet you were, literally.