#monty nsft

[writer-and-lover]

Day 14: Montgomery Gator

You never usually realise when you hit rock bottom, but this time it definately appeared as a slap to the face. Though you can't really complain when it feels so damn good. The green, metallic hands of Montgomery fucking Gator shouldn't feel as good as they do when they're around your waist, and they definately shouldn't be around it in the first place. But you've always been a people pleaser and when will you ever get an opportunity like this again?

He's huge in general really, you barely reach his chest even at your own taller than average human height, even with the thick soles of your shoes and the way you're standing on your tiptoes trying to lean away from the press of his cock against your damn hole. The mouth nipping at your shoulders only reaches them because he's bent himself in goddamn half just to be able to reach them, and you really shouldn't find this hot. You really shouldn't find comfort in the 8-9 foot something mechanical alligator with anger issues and hands that touch your thick, pudgy waist. You know he could kill you and yet the huge stretch of him has you coming around him at what has to be a record time. There's a puddle on the floor already under your feet, and really all that was left to be added was your come. You've truly become a mess and yet...

The wet gasp that Monty lets out grounds you slightly, turns your glassy eyes to look at the thick bulge in your stomach. The bulge that is so prominently displacing your skin and sending electric fire up your spine and shivers into your hands. Monty's own hands move to press down on it and you swear Heaven was right at the tip of your tongue. Right in your fucking reach.

[acidbathpuppy]

Hair n hands

[deeper-x-deeper]

making sure he's always ready to be fucked at a moment's notice

[balloonboyismyson]

Thought you’d like to know that alligators start courting in early April and mating season is in May and June 🐊 :D

[twowink]

people who dont want to fuck rei are the most oppressed minority

[prollymad]

Shout out to people who make Monty Burns a slut. Slutification of that old man.

[inbedby1am]

Ohh! What wouldn't I give to be spat at in the face! I sometimes hang awake at night dreaming of being spat at in the face.

[sweetlovingfictionals]

Show Me How Loud (Monty x Mika) MINORS DNI, 18+ ONLY.

“C’mon, Sweetheart. I wanna hear ya more.”

His voice leaned into their lips, his tongue teasing at the pink surface of their mouth. They finally had tonight to just to themselves. No parties. No interruptions. No events. Just them. It would be at least another few days tk a week before another huge party where Monty would have to be away from Mika and he HATED how much Mika is away. He just wanted them to himself. He a greedy bastard and he won’t be afraid to admit that. And Mika knew he loved the attention too. A chuff.

“Mmm… Montyyyy… I can’t be th-that loud, Roxy or Chica might hear us..” a roll of the eyes with Monty’s thumb pressed further into their neck making them gasp at a sensitive point of their skin. This clearly didn’t deter Monty.

“Mmmm, lettem. I wanna have them hear you beg for me, baby.” He would respond to Mika with a lustful purr. His mouth closed the gap between them.

Mika’s legs spread apart against Monty’s hips, muffled moaned and wincing from the tightening of choking from Monty. Of course, like any other animatronic; he had a installed medical diagnostic which meant Monty knows EXACTLY where to grip Mika with his palm where the choking had gained access to more of their pretty little mouth that’s holding onto Monty’s back clutching at him. Desire swirling their tongues back and forth together. How much Mika’s been needing this moment now. To have them violated all over and NEEDING THIS. as much as he didn’t want the whole Rockstar Row to hear them fucking, it didn’t matter now as Monty had fully embraced the mood he’s in and he’s going to take this chance.

“Sit pretty, darlin’.” Monty would lightly command where he began to unbuckle at his rockstar pants letting way for the easy drop of the fabric to the floor where a good size awaited Mika. Courtesy of being inbuilt for Mika. And no one was ever the wiser believing that the pants were just attached automatically to him without needing to mess with the screws in the back where the belt used to be. A completely naked Monty Gator awaited the human before him, licking his chops in delight. “I know you like lookin’ at me, baby. S’nice an’ all… but I think we both know what you want.” Monty spoke returning Mika back to where they belonged. Under him.

His length pressing nice and steady frothing between his legs, stifling moans as he’s holding his mouth trying not to have Chica in the next room over hear Mika being fucked and teased. Monty chuckled.

“Now now, baby. What did I say about bein’ quiet?” Monty pulled Mika against his crotch where in a instant his own hands were pressing against the jeans. “Naughty, naughty..” in that moment, a rough pull downwards of their pants is noted.

“Monty!” Mika exclaimed where their hands are pinned against the couch. “Aaahn, y-you don’t gotta be so r-rough.” He whined in protest. But, monty knew better. A click of his tongue.

“You know well as I do, Punkin. I love bein’ rough.” With that his dick would press up against the human’s lips. It’s sweat stained musk produced against his nostrils and it felt FANTASTIC. To have Monty rubbed all over him and scent covered in him. Not like animatronics needed bathing anyway, but still. And willingly, would Mika allow for the size to enter but for a good nice easy stretching. A grunted Moan left his lips.

“Fuccckkk, Mika. Forgot how lovin’ you feel.” He would ease in and out of their throat. Wincing to adjust at the size. Muffled moans and slurping at his cock easily produced a even more faster pace. “An’ I forgot how much you love me bein’ in you. Such a lil’ whore for me, aintcha?” It’s strange to hear a animatronic being able to sound so human like this, a dirty and playful animatronic. Mika’s hands pressed up against the scaly yet smooth thighs of Monty to stabilize themself. Saliva covering the main part of his dick from the tip to the mid ridge. Monty is being nice right now. He used to mostly shove it all in, but he supposed he wanted to edge himself tonight. Tears well up from the stimulation all happening at once whilst being skullfucked like this. Held down by Monty’s thighs where he could escape or squirm. He wanted Mika to take everything right now.

Tongue letting loose at this point as huffing and grunting of sex escaped both of them. Nothing is being held down right now. And least of all, Monty didn’t want them to go all soft on him now. He loved his boyfriend to death, but Mika is starting to make this enjoyable, it’s just a process. Quiet… to louder. To let their shyness and nervousness go and once that happened, it became better. Monty’s eyes kept on those eyes and their facial expressions they’re making. It’s just making Monty all the more lustful.

“Yeah, thats it baby. Let loose for daddy~.” He would purr out giving a good ass smack for good measure lifting a pained whine vibrate Monty’s dick further. “Lovin’ how you feel. Gonna make me cum in ya soon, little man~!” He would exclaim holding Mika’s skull in both of his hands, hitting the back of their throat easily at this point, and all Mika could do was let their limp body relax the muscles of their throat to let as much of Monty into them as much as he could. Gulps… Gags.. slurps. Oh, the whole lewd nine yards~. Monty’a hands gripped tighter onto their skull and any more further would certainly crush Mika. Sometimes Monty forgets his own strength.

“Fuck me, Mika!” He would shout out where a burst of spunk would hit against their throat making them muffle louder and louder, holding their head tight so they didn’t let a single damn drop out. “Ssshitt! You best not miss a drop, pretty thing! Been waitin’ on this for a good while!” Monty exclaimed, his eyes staring down at this messy scene of Mika. How pretty he looked. “Mmmoh, good fuckin’ boy. Lookin’ so messy for me~. Jus’ the way I like it~.” He would let Mika FINALLY breath where coughs heavy and panting of air most needed escaped them where his body fell over to the side of the couch trying to get a moment. Monty kneeled down and would pet at their head. “You did good for me, darlin’. But we ain’ done yet.”

Mika smiled softly at this were he wiped at the tears flowing from their face watering. “Aaaah.. mmm.. Mm..I - I figured not, hun..” he would stabilize himself and sit up with their back against the couch now. “C’mere.. I want you to taste this.” Though without warning, Mika would press their lips back up against Monty’s still holding a good amount of the Gator’s cum in their pretty mouth where both exchanged muffled purrs of delight. Tongues swirling and exchanging. “Like that? Thought you’d want a taste~.” Monty grinned.

“You’re a naughty thing. I love it. Just makes me want you more now, pretty thing. Cause now I’m REALLY wanting this.” With that, Monty picked Mika up by their hips and swirled them around with Monty on the couch now and Mika sitting onto his lap. Their size difference clear in their dicks. Both still nice and rock hard~. “Mmmph, Monty I need you so much.” A tut of the tongue from Monty.

“That’s nah mah name right now, is it baby? Cmon… I want you to say it for me~.” Mika’s flustered face clearly told that last lingered of shyness.

“Montyyyy.. cmon..” he sometimes felt really weird about saying it when he knew he had the certain kink. A purr of knowing from Monty.

“Ah. Ah.. ahh… not my name, sweetheart. Try again.~” He’s not going to let this go. Monty wanted to hear it. Mika whined in reply.

“I.. nnn.. i nee-need you a lot right now, d-daddy.. please..!” Monty chuckled at this where another good as smack escaped another pained whimper. “That’s a good boy, baby. You know you love this~.”

Mika chuckled sheepishly. “I.. I know I do, mon.. daddy.. I always love moments like this with you.” Mika smiled back down at Monty where a suddenly lift of their body to poke the entrance of Monty’s girth against Mika’s pink hole. “Aaahn! Daddy wait! Aaah!”

Monty clasped his hand around their throat to silence them. “No more talk, baby. I wanna hear ya sing fer me.” Sliding down carefully would a unrestrained and what Monty wanted- a rather loud moan escaped him as a sizeable shape pressed against their tummy where more and more would they slide down onto Monty’s dick. A starting pace thankfully since Mika is playing nice which usually they did, but sometimes Monty had to get his point across. Slow steady and easy going for now. Slide up and down with another free hand and nails marking their asscheek to control them and their movement.

“Nnnph, damn we need to do this more…! You’re tight as fuck, aaagh~!” He exclaimed starting to pick up speed now that Mika is a LITTTLE more adjusted as they waited a couple minutes before starting again. Those cute tears of theirs. Pained. But pleasured. Mika loving being manhandled by Monty like this. Apart of what they needed right now. Pleasure and desire. Both of needing this. Monty must’ve been pent up as hell. And truthfully, mika needed a good fucking every now and then. “Sing pretty thing! Let the world know whose got yer ass tonight!” Monty rubbed the spot of Mika’s red asscheek and gave another one, the smack echoing against the room. A cry.

“Aaahn! Daddy! Please! Aaahn! aahn!” Their voice so damned feminine like the good whore they’re being for Monty~. Their bouncing increasing with mika now having a bit of control with Monty being pleased with how things are going would allow for Mika’s hands to grip Monty’s shoulders tightly, pressing their temple against the pads where it had been strangely styrofoam of sorts. “Daddddy! Aaan! You’re so fucking big!” Monty chuckled. “

“Only for you, pretty thing! Only you get this dick!” He’d exclaim back between grunts.kicks and whirs of bolts and steam exploded from between his legs where the musk and scent seeming to rise to exponential levels. Mika’s aaa felt like it were on fire. Maybe for future used, Mika SHOULD buy a toy for themself so they COULD practice because this is INSANE. Mika could feel themselves twitching. He’s so damned close too. It takes a GOOD amount for them to release and shit, this is becoming a lot. Mika would begin to press kisses against Monty’s neck to play with his sensitive sections of his body where the wires felt most vulnerable. And Monty clild feel every bit of it.

“Aahn, shit, milkin’ me off good! This rate I ain’ gonna last long. Ready for daddy, little man?! Cause I ain’ holdin’ back no more!” With precise precision of speed, would both let things go. Mika couldn’t think straight at this point. He’s seeing stars and little floating bits here and there. His humping would slam into Mika’s hole here and there where balls clapped against skin and left welts there. Mika would feel themselves so undeniably close at this point. He’s so close! Mika would pull back from the neck kissing and loud whining.

“Daddy! I’m gonna come!” He cried out where Monty could feel his own sensors pick up his closeness too.

“Yeah, me too darling! Here we go!” He would moan and gasped out heavily where a good surge of cum would press against their hole and inside covering it a pretty Greyish white with the fluid that Mika could find easily off of the store. Both locking lips with Monty forcing the kiss at this point to silence Mika now as their own voice quivered and whined with their own orgasm hitting against Monty’s stomach, slinging a more natural white to the green and yellowish paint job where a exhausted Mika would rest their head against Monty’s shoulder. Huffing and panting where the adrenaline rush seemed to still be there. Their body quaking and shivering from the ecstasy of this. Monty would exhale his own set of panting too. Monty have not been human. But did he feel so UTTERLY CLOSE to the real thing. And honestly? Mika preferred this over humans.

“Mmmph, you.. you did so Amazin’ darlin.. gotta say I missed us like this.” Mika giggled.

“You don’t say? My ass hurts.” He teases with a more softer pat of Mika’s ass from Monty. “Ah know, pumpkin. I know. Don’tcha worry. Daddy’s gonna take care of ya now. But uh… should probably clean up before someone notices.” Monty advised with Mika very slowly sliding themselves off of his dick with a wet pop and a pained grunt easily falling over onto the side of the couch next to Monty still naked.

“Mmmph… just.. let me have a moment.. I will.. sides I’d hate to have to explain a stain on you..” he teases nudging him with his foot. “Love you, Monty… I really do.” Monty would slide on top of Mika where his naked body also relax onto them making sure not to press his entire weight. “Love you too, babe. Sorry if I went too harsh on ya.” Mika shook their head. “It’s okay, Monty. I don’t want you feel as though you have to hold back for me. If this is what you want then… it’s okay.” Monty smiled softly and would hold their face close to his own. “I’m lucky to have ya, Mika. Really.”

[dr111ft]

need to draw my characters clubbing like. fr this time

[shibaraki]

MONTY!!!! Congrats on reaching a milestone.

I'd love to join the collab. I know you mentioned reader x character or character x character, but I was wondering if I can do a reader x character x character fic? If so, I'd love to do a MattsuHana x reader fic. It will be NSFT (don't know how much but def NSFT) and it will be them baking small cakes and then tension build up and you know...

ahh thank you sm love!!!! absolutely you can join with more than one character ( *^_^* ) matsuhana omg,, I am looking respectfully!!! I shall add you now!

[keqism]

hihi sunny!!! cld i ask 6 11 13 20 ? :D

hi kyra ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡

6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time?

take care by @/sacchariins

heliotropes by @/dottores

voicemail #01 by @/shibaraki (or anything that monty writes tbh)

you're a pain in the neck. (literally) by @/xiaowhore

i have more fics under the ෆ bookmarks tag and also at @stormcrest (stormcrest contains nsft fics, no minors pls!!)

11. Do you have specific playlists for writing fics?

no specific playlists but i'll usually turn on lofi or something quiet. this channel on youtube has some nice ones if you're interested!!

13. How much planning do you do before writing?

little to none!! sometimes I’ll write a little note to myself but other than that everything is spontaneous

20. What’s a favorite title for a fic you’ve written?

golden hour. pretty title for a pretty man :)

come chat!!

[vrabbiit]

hello!! if it's ok can I ask for human reader surprising monty with a skirt who is a bit shorter than usual but they were like "I don't know what you're talking about, you don't like it?"

can be nsfw if you want ♡♡

sure anon!! this is a rlly fun concept so i hope you like how it turns out!! also, going by the fanfic logic that the robots have the... shall we say "parts" for bedroom activities here, just so nobody is surprised! also i know you said this can be nsfw, so i hope you don't mind that this is just entirely smut - what can i say, i was inspired!

honestly, i had another smut fic that i was going to post before this one since i started it earlier, but this one just came (haha) quicker to me!

⛳️ Short Skirts: Montgomery Gator x Reader (NSFW)⛳️

Word Count: 1755

Warnings: NSFW Content, Minors do NOT interact! , mild use of misogynistic language (but in a horny way if u know what i mean)

You were a fucking menace.

That's what Monty thought to himself as he watched you walk about his green room, a slight sway to your hips that he swore you didn't usually have (and he looked at you enough to be able to tell.) As he looked, his attention very much away from the technician who was (very patiently, to their credit) trying to work on the glitch in his arm that had been messing up his bass playing, you glanced over your shoulder, a coy smile on your face, and winked.

You see, you'd decided to surprise him today. You'd been out shopping since the last time you'd seen him, and you'd spotted a skirt that you thought was absolutely adorable. You'd bought it without a second glance, but upon trying it on at home, you'd realized it was significantly shorter than you expected, barely making it past your mid-thigh. You'd been disappointed, but then your eyes had lit up with an idea. It was always fun to rile Monty up, especially when you knew you'd be able to reap the awards of it later, and looking at yourself in the mirror, you looked good.

Ergo, you'd showed up today in your new, very short skirt. It was a day the Pizzaplex was closed, of course - this was a kid's establishment and you wouldn't dare do anything that would be considered indecent - and the animatronics were getting routine maintenance performed on them. This maintenance was, in Monty's eyes, the only thing stopping him from jumping your bones and satisfying the haze of lust that had come over him the second he saw you. That, and the technician performing it - although they barely batted an eye at you parading yourself about, he didn't want to give them anything more to look at. Because your skirt did not leave very much to the imagination, and if you leaned over even slightly, anyone in the room would be able to see everything.

The territorial part of his brain flared up, and Monty wanted nothing more than for his arm to get fixed as soon as physically possible. Then the tech could leave and he could finally get his hands on you.

"You're being quieter than usual, Monty," you commented slyly, leaning against the vanity in the corner of his room, springing up to sit on the desk with one leg crossed over the other.

(He wanted to go over there, push your legs apart and render you absolutely speechless.)

Instead, he made a noncommittal grunt, closing his non-glitching fist tight enough that he wouldn't be surprised if he made a dent in his own metal.

The tension in the room was palpable and nearly thick enough to feel, tense silence only broken by the muttering of the tech as they finished up their work, closing the metal plate on his arm up and standing with an awkward cough.

"All fixed," they said, "I'll leave you two to uh... to whatever you're doing."

With that, they gathered their tools, and left hastily, almost stumbling on their way out the door.

As soon as the door closed, Monty snapped. You could barely get a word in before he was on you, making good on what he'd been fantasizing about just seconds earlier. He loomed over you, large hands shoving your thighs apart so he could stand between them and caging you against the mirror. You smiled, the picture of innocence despite your compromising position.

"What's the matter?" you said, voice thickly sweet.

"You know exactly what," Monty growled in response, eyes trailing down your body to where your skirt - that goddamn skirt - almost teasingly covered the bare minimum.

"Oh, my skirt? I saw it yesterday and thought it was cute, don't you like it?"

Don't get him wrong, he liked it, but he also hated it. He liked the way it made you look, but he fucking despised the idea of you sauntering around in it for just anyone to see.

(Thankfully, you'd driven in, not quite brave (or stupid) enough to go out actually in public like that.)

Moving a hand down to your thigh, long nails digging in almost enough to hurt and dancing around the hem of your skirt, he leaned in, a dangerous look in his eye. You gulped, although you were far from scared. You had to keep up the game.

"I don't know why you're so worked up- ah!" Your teasing tone was cut off by a gasp as his hand suddenly, unexpectedly, moved to touch you.

"No, I think you do, sweetheart," he said, his tone almost predatory, "I think you did this on purpose." He continued to stroke you through your underwear, making you whine and buck your hips up to increase the pressure. With the hand that wasn't touching you, he pushed your hips down, keeping you in place and giving a low chuckle when you whimpered. Growing impatient, he dragged your underwear down, smirking at the evidence of your excitement.

Although toying with you was fun, there was much a more... pressing matter to deal with. Within seconds and the movement of some mechanisms you didn't fully understand, his cock pressed against you, not quite entering you but very much present. You were slightly taken aback by the lack of foreplay, but he just tutted at you.

"Dress like a slut, get used like a slut."

Leaning into your ear, his tone dropped its mocking edge, "Tell me if I'm being too rough, okay?" You nodded, holding your breath in anticipation.

"I'm gonna need a proper answer, babe," He prompted, leaning back slightly to look at you with lidded eyes, cocky smirk never fading.

"Oh fuck you," you muttered, "Okay, now please fuck me." It had come out much needier than you intended, but he just laughed.

"Because you asked so nicely..." In seconds, he was pushing into you, reminding you just how big he was. This was far from the first time the two of you had fucked, but every time you forgot just how full he made you feel, even before being fully sheathed inside you. He entered you quicker than usual, his own desperation peeking through his domineering persona and taking the breath out from your lungs.

Barely giving you time to breathe, he bottomed out, his hands coming to lift your thighs until you were completely flush against him. You were completely vulnerable to him, trapped between him and the (already cracked from a different kind of activity) mirror and your hands holding onto the edge of the vanity for dear life. You felt completely overpowered, and he hadn't even started moving yet. The slight burning stretch, however, was almost pleasant to you, and it was what you'd wanted all along.

Then the moment was over, and Monty finally moved. He pulled out almost entirely, dragging the motion on like a warning, and then slammed back into you, causing you to let out a sound somewhere between a gasp and a moan that you'd be extremely embarrassed to remember later. From there, he fucked you brutally, the room filling with the downright depraved sounds of your skin connecting with his body. You were almost mindless, the force of his thrusts being unrelenting and silencing any coherent thought you were having.

If you'd thought any previous sex with Monty had been aggressive, you were woefully underprepared for this. He was using you just like he said he would, the skirt that had caused all this flipped up onto your stomach. You felt your climax coming embarrassingly quickly, the rough pace hurting in just the right way to make your head go fuzzy and the pressure between your legs increase tenfold.

"Fuck, Monty-" you gasped out, trying to signal that you were close. He didn't stop - if anything, he sped up, his head hanging as he put all of his energy into pounding into you.

It didn't take long to make you reach your climax, and only then did he stop, feeling the way you tightened around him almost painfully before collapsing back, boneless. He gave you a few moments, the two of you panting with exertion before he began to slowly, almost teasingly, rock his hips again.

You looked up at him in alarm, and your eyes met his dilated, predatory gaze.

"I told you, I'm not stopping until I come."

It took him a moment to work back up to the pace he'd had before, and his thrusts were certainly messier and more ragged, but soon he was back to pistoning in and out of you like he'd never stopped. You, on the other hand, were absolutely incoherent, the overstimulation being more than you'd ever felt before. Your eyes were rolled back, a completely fucked out expression on your face. It was so much, you didn't know how much longer you could take it, on the verge of being fucked completely dumb.

Thankfully, it wasn't much longer. Seeing you absolutely destroyed was doing something to Monty, and with a few messy thrusts he was undone. He stopped again, his cock keeping the contents of his own climax inside you, and leaned over you, shaking arms supporting himself over your body. You had gone completely slack, gazing up at him with unfocused, slightly teary eyes.

After taking a moment to catch his breath, Monty began to pull out. You absently whined at the feeling of emptiness coupled with the rather odd feeling of cum leaking out of you, but pushed yourself up enough to stretch your legs anyway. You didn't feel like you had the strength to stand, though, so you stayed seated on the vanity as Monty quickly moved into the maintenance room to grab a cloth. When he returned, he cleaned you up as gently as he could, giving you a sympathetic hum when you whimpered at the sensitivity.

He wrapped an arm under your legs, lifting you with care that those who didn't know him would consider uncharacteristic, before settling down on the couch he'd been sitting on initially, this time with you curled up in his lap.

"I've got you," he said, his voice a low rumble in his chest that made you feel butterflies in a completely different way to everything that had happened. Instead of lust, this tone that was reserved only for you flooded you with affection, and you gave him a sheepish smile as you shuffled closer.

Needless to say, you would definitely be wearing this skirt again.

[get-rammed]

Some were!Monty canon idea things

🐊🐊

- While in both forms, Monty is warm blooded with poor circulation. He's usually pretty cold, and tried to argue for a jacket, but the creatives behind the band refused. So he's got a titty out look, that he likes, but he's cold all the time. He has hand warmers in his band pants pockets, so at the very least he can have warm hands while he plays.

- Monty sleeps with a heated blanket. He had a custom one made to cover both his forms. It is massive and a possible fire hazard. Don't worry about it too much.

- If he's away from home and unable to bring the heated blanket, he'll curl up to the warmest thing. If he's in a hotel room by himself, he'll curl up in the tub with blankets and shut the bathroom door to keep the warm air in.

- He's the kind of person who will stick his cold ass hands on your warm back to spook you a little bit. Minding your own business and he jams his hands in your pants because he's cold 😏

- Has tendencies to man handle on accident. He's big and strong, he genuinely doesn't mean to be an asshole about it. He'll just grab you and move you out of the way, or where he wants you to look. If you don't like it and tell him, he will try to stop himself from doing it in the future. If you tell him you like it, it's going to fluster him and it's all he's going to think about for the next 2 days.

- Montgomery owns a crotch rocket. He takes care of it like it's his baby. Yes, he will give you rides if you ask :) he even has a leather jacket and helmet for you if you don't have your own. No he hasn't had it for years waiting for the day you asked....no he hasn't been simping that hard....

- Speaking of babies. This man wants to be a dad so fucking bad. If given the chance, he would be an amazing dad. Maybe a bit overbearing due to his own experiences, but he would try his best.

- Needs a lot of calories to keep himself going, and tends to eat only when it's dark. He can eat in lit areas, but prefers darker areas. Catch him eating a steak at 2 am standing in the dark of your kitchen.

- Received his lip scar from Bonnie. The rabbit wasn't too happy to hear you and Monty had begun messing around after Bonnie dropped your ass. A bastard to his core. Even if he doesn't have control over you anymore, he doesn't like Monty having you either. Bonnie eventually gets over it.

- His chest and rib scars are from bar fights. His nose scar is from when a kid tried to kill him. They were both 10 at the time. So about that-

- Has had 3 sepeterate people try to kill him before he was 17. It's made him afraid of choking (either to him or him to someone else. Trust can be built for him to be okay with choking, but be patient with him), and touching his face without warning (he will panic and there's no guarantee he won't bite you. If he sees it coming he won't panic).

- He's pretty laid back on a normal basis, but if a chance for a fight arises, he usually takes it. Even if he'll lose. He doesn't know why he does this (trauma babyyyyy). Usually only starts fights when drunk, but will take on anyone that's challenges him, even if sober.

- A lil touch starved, but won't admit it. Plays it off to keep up his cool guy attitude. You're the only person he's soft around. When he knows you're alone with him, he'll lowkey beg for you to brush his hair and snuggle.

- Monty has a nictitating membrane in both forms. There's no signs he has it unless submerged. It wigs a lot of people out, so he doesn't show it off.

- Unfortunately he's unable to hold his breath underwater for as long as an actual alligator, but still longer than an average human. Sitting comfortably under the water with a slowed heartbeat for around 2 hours before he has to come up. He only ever really does this when he's stressed out and needs to be somewhere quiet for a bit.

- He does smoke cigarettes. A bad habit he picked up from his mom.

- Likes to shotgun when smoking weed. He'll do this in either form. It's a bit harder as a gator, but man he loves doing it.

- Misses the easier days of working at his moms mini golf course with you. But he never would have worked up to courage to ask more of you had he not gotten the confidence boost he needed from being in the band.

- Has a oral fixation and usually can be found chewing on pen caps or toothpicks if he doesn't have any gum.

- Had a crush on you since highschool. You told off edgy teen Monty and he's been smitten ever since.

🐏 This is all I got for now.

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Blogs I reblogged the most:

@haboat

@sourcejunkdrawer

@wantshimsorely

@weyounie

@phoenixyfriend

I tagged 2,283 of my posts in 2022

#fav - 198 posts

#the simpsons - 65 posts

#mr.burns - 59 posts

#waylon smithers - 46 posts

#monty burns - 46 posts

#montgomery burns - 46 posts

#c. montgomery burns - 41 posts

#charles montgomery burns - 38 posts

#burnsmithers - 35 posts

#nsft - 29 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#the earlier episodes. idk we're on season 10 now i think. i'm just going back and watching the episodes i've missed somewhat. why am i rambl

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

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#4

92 notes - Posted April 28, 2022

#3

Little Mermaid Burnsmithers AU, don’t take too seriously fjdlkajfkldjg

102 notes - Posted May 30, 2022

#2

Oingo Boingo is so funny to me, one of the members will be called something like Plinko Slambo and you then find out his real name is Tom.

116 notes - Posted January 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Oh? He just a little guy!

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118 notes - Posted July 29, 2022

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character preferences for freddy, monty, roxy, and chica

nsfw under cut <3

each of the character's kinks (my opinion ofc)

freddy: size differences for sure, also would be the softest dom. fairly vanilla but is willing to experiment. loves getting new attachments

monty: somewhat tsundere-ish, big into heavy dom/sub stuff but can turn it off if you aren't into it. probably a very light and almost sarcastic daddy kink but wouldn't be into any sort of ageplay since he's regularly around kids and, quote, "that'd be fuckin' weird"

roxy: LORD ALMIGHTY SHE'D BE A DOM. probably the most kink-knowledged out of the whole group since she goes out of her way to learn about it. loves d/s dynamics and having you praise her

chica: licking/eating things off of your body ofc <3 also has shown interest in exhibition-type stuff, like the concept of "getting caught".

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