#sunkissedwritingstuff

[sunshineistyping]

I saw that you wanted to work on writing smut, and I have small request if you want to do it. Just human Monty and afab reader having a heated makeout session, with grinding and monty touching the readers chest.

Here we go, the streets asked for Monty Smut. The streets GET Monty Smut! MONTY FUCKERS COME GET Y’ALL JUICE

Yep, first time ever doing anything even slightly ‘Spicy’, pray for me✨

Someone’s Toy

Pairings: Montgomery/Monty x GN!Reader

Reader is afab but never referred to as fem in any instance! (Does however wear a bra)

AU: Human AU

It wasn't specified but here we go

Warnings: Light Degradation, Grinding, Making Out

Obviously not safe for kids pls don't read this children, Thanks

Spice Level: Low - Moderate

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“I can't see why you're angry.”

“You grabbed my ass in front of Roxy of course I’m gonna be angry!” You huff and cross your arms as Monty sits you on his lap. You had been hanging out with Roxanne earlier today and as always Monty made sly comments. Though they’re always jokingly sexual in nature today he had even went so far as to grab your ass. That alone wouldn’t have pissed you off, but Roxy trying not to laugh at the way you squeaked definitely did.

“You’re not actually mad about that, are you?” He smirks showing off his sharp teeth. He’s always trying to seduce you or act like everything is fine. You can’t tell if you hate him or love him. You huff once more, turning your head to the side.

“I should give you a taste of your own medicine.”

“You don’t have the will to try. We both know youll submit.”

“Oh is that so?”

“It is. What, you wanna try and prove me wrong Love? Be my guest.” The man below you continued to smirk and for the first time in a long time you come to the conclusion that he wants this. He wanted to push you until you ended up in some precarious situation. Then again, knowing Monty, he just didn't think you had the guts to push the envelope. Well you did and you would prove it!

“You're such an asshole.” You sighed and slung your arms around his shoulders. Your head tilting down towards his face. His hands came up to rest on your thighs at the action, thumbs drawing slow circles on the exposed skin.

“Mn, but you like it.” You let out another huff before leaning down all the way. The kiss is slow and passionate, the warm and gentle feeling of his lips on yours makes you let out a soft sigh. The noise alerts the man below you that you may be enjoying this kiss just a little too much, so he of course slides his hands right up to your waist. You pull away with a gasp, his hands hellish hot against your cold skin. You're not sure how but he was warm despite how cold the apartment is. He doesn’t even bother lifting your shirt up and instead leaves his hands on your barely exposed sides.

“M-Monty don't you dare.” You try to keep your composure as he leans into you. His warm tongue sliding up the column of your neck until he reaches your jaw. His hands squeeze your sides even tighter when you wiggle, telling you to stop without even speaking. You of course listen to the nonverbal queue. He let's out a growl of satisfaction when you still but keeps lapping gently against your pulse. It gets to the point that you let out a whimper, the heat from your body sliding right between your thighs. Then and only then does Monty pull away from your neck, a laugh slipping through his cold facade.

“You shouldn't make noises like that Babe, you don't want me to take you right here on this couch, do you?” You barely manage to take a breath before he pulls you chest to chest. The room feels hotter just being close to him, he’s not even panting and yet you can feel his every breath as it ghosts against your skin. You shiver in his hold yet he hasn’t even moved yet. Were you extremely weak to his advances? Absolutely. You wouldn't have it any other way.

“Fuck, I keep forgetting how desperate you get with barely any work. Let’s change that, yeah? How about you be good, sit still, and let me have my way with you.” You whine as he drags your hips backwards just to drag them back to where they were before. The motion is fluid and slow, keeping a steady pace as he continues to grind against you. He knows exactly what he’s doing and laughs the more you gasp and whimper. His face says he’s unfazed by your small cries, but his eyes tell you he wants you now.

“Monty no, you can't-”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Well I- hah- no.” You barely manage to choke out the words, your entire body feels like it's on fire from his touch. You don't want him to stop, you can't even think of a single reason you would.

“Then come here.” He brings his hand to your jaw and pulls you right back to his lips, hand falling back to your waist. The kiss is much more desperate and messy than before. This time he licks gently against your lips and shudders when you let his tongue slip into your mouth. The split he has glides against your tongue and you moan, not even bothering to try and hide it. Though his first instinct is to make you moan like that again he pulls back and stops rocking your hips. As soon as you no longer feel any friction you open your mouth to speak but are quickly met with his hands slipping under your shirt.

“You're all wet and I haven't even taken off your clothes yet. How pathetic.” He growls as he leans into your neck again, this time focusing on the way your chest rises and falls. He doesn't bother taking off your bra, opting to simply feel over it. A few gentle squeezes and slightly rougher rubs and you're putty in his hands.

“Youre one to talk.” You punctuate the sentence with a roll of your hips, grinding against his hard dick. It's not like you're unaware of how easy it is to turn your boyfriend on, but he must be struggling at this point. You've been on this couch for about ten minutes and yet he hasn't even tried to get rid of any clothes. Honestly, that's probably a new record.

“If you move like that again, I'm gonna do a lot more then just fuck you. You’re gonna know what its like to be someone's toy.”

“Who said that's not what I want?” You bring his head up to yours so he can look into your eyes. You're not sure what it was about that action that drove him wild but the second he locked eyes with you the thin self-control he had snapped. His hands immediately pulled at the waistband of your shorts. Oh, this was going to be fun.

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[sunshineistyping]

oh hello, can I ask for monty reaction (with smut if you want) to his s/o surprising him wearing a short skirt please?

Trying to get back into the swing of full fics again, so we doin a small lil skirt piece

Oh Wow

Pairings: Montgomery Gator/Monty x GN!Reader

Au: Human Au

Warnings: Sexual Jokes, NSFW References, Sir Kink

Spice Level: Light

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“Hey Babe?” You call out from your shared bedroom. Your boyfriend in the living room and much too lazy to get up the couch simply let out a loud hum in reply. At first you were anxious, almost petrified at the idea of showing off in front of him. Let alone in a skimpy little skirt. It was short, pleated, and had small little heart designs around the top. You were almost too anxious to carry on. Hell, you wanted to rip the skirt off in fear of his judgement. He got this look in his eyes when he was mad or judging someone. It was horrifying.

His eyes said more then his mouth ever could but god were they beautiful. His eyes were so intense and focused and...you’d never seen such eyes before. A small shake of your head and a deep sigh later, you gained the courage to face him. You slid out of the room quietly and made your way over to his side, sitting on the arm of the couch.

“What do you think?”

“About what?” His eyes pulled away from the TV to meet your form. They hooked on your eyes at first and he let out the smallest smile as trailed his eyes downward. At last they were met with your skirt. A very, very short skirt. He’s pretty sure if he bent you over he’d have complete access to everything underneath.

“Are you even wearing anything under that?”

“Mhm, rolled up a pair of small shorts!”

“Well that’s good, no offense love but I don’t know if I’d let you walk out the house with this on.”

“And why is that?” He laughed and pulled gently on your arm. This allowed you to slide right onto his lap. Your head tilting back and making contact with his shoulder. His head then nuzzled into your neck while you shivered at the cold piercings on his face.

“I don’t want anyone getting ideas. Every part of you is mine, especially everything under that skirt.” His hand slid down to your thigh, rubbing slow and calculated circles. They were comforting as you smiled into the feeling of Monty’s gentle kisses on your neck.

“Oh wow, that's new.”

“Hmm?” He hummed against your neck, not bothering to open his eyes let alone bring his face up to yours.

“Never heard you claim me like this.”

“Oh yes you have.”

“No I haven't.” You argued as his eyes finally flicked up to yours. There was a silence for a only a few seconds before he spoke again.

“So I wasn't calling you mine last night? Not when your legs were slung over my shoulders and your hands were in my hair? Not even once?” He teased and watched your face light up like a Christmas tree. Your lip catching between your teeth as he lets out a huff of hot air against your neck.

“Maybe? I don't remember.”

“Want me to jog your memory Sweetheart?” You let out the smallest sigh of content when his tongue slid up your neck in one slow, fluid motion.

“Yeah, you can try.”

“Oh no Love, I won’t just try,” his hands shifted to your waist. His grip tightening against your skin as he let out another deep chuckle. The air felt just a little hotter as he continued to speak.

“I’ll help you remember. I’ll help you remember it all, including what you called me. What was my name?”

“Your name is Monty silly-“ he nipped at your neck and shifted your body closer. His height consuming your much smaller frame as he incases you in him. The warmth, the cologne, his arms, you were surrounded.

“S-Sir. It’s Sir.”

“See? You’re doing so good for me already. Let’s see what else I can help you remember.”

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[sunshineistyping]

Sun/Moon Hc with a goth reader please! NSFW is up to you!

Sure thing!

Goth S/O Headcannons

Characters: Sun/Moon (Daycare Attendant)

Warnings: NSFW briefly mentions both AMAB and AFAB bodies! Dom Sun, Switch Moon

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SUN

Obsessed with you, absolutely obsessed.

He loves the Light and Dark dynamic you have going on!

He has and will show you off and is extremely fascinated by your clothes!

Please explain the different pieces and where you got them he’s so curious, that and he loves hearing you talk

Draws little doodles of the two of you hugging and the colors always contrast in a nice way! Sometimes he’ll even doodle just pictures of you, he tries not too but he adores your look

Despite not being goth himself, he loves the aesthetic

He got black glitter glue just for you, he’s so cute I swear!

He loves your lipstick (if you wear any that is) and he looooves seeing you put it on! He thinks it’s so cool!

He’ll ask if you can put a little on him

Please say yes he’s so soft for you!

He loves painting your nails if you let him! He’s also pretty good at it!

Will 100% submit to anything you say because he is super soft, especially if you wear large boots that make you taller

He loves his S/O tall or short, chubby or thin, because they’re goth and they have a beautiful personality!

Goth is art and he acknowledges it as such, alternative fashion is beautiful! He’s actually always had a fascination with it and knowing you like it makes it better!

Truly wants some of your spiked chokers or bracelets and obsesses over any cute belts you have, gloves are also cool!

Honestly might steal them, be careful lol

He loves you and your fashion!

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He is obsessed with how you look when you’re blissed out, and I do mean obsessed. This guy adores seeing your eyes roll back, especially if you wear eyeshadow

If your eyeshadow, mascara or even eyeliner can run he is MAKING IT RUN! He loves making a mess of you, especially your eyes!

HANDS. He lovvvvvves your nail polish, likes to watch you grip onto him or other things

He just gets off on the power trip of being your dom, especially when you look like YOU’D be the dom

This needs an entirely separate part, remember the lipstick? GUY LOVES SEEING IT SMEAR AND WILL FIND A WAY TO MAKE IT SMEAR

Loves when you wear lipstick that can transfer, loves being covered in your lipstick, just LOVES IT

If you’re AFAB he looooves your chest, small or big he does not care. He has and will bring his thumb up to your lips just to pick up some lipstick and smear it on your chest

If your AMAB he adores your back, and very much enjoys seeing it strain or move under his gaze, it’s just hot as hell to him

He just wants you messy and tired honestly, but he’s always sure to clean you up and cuddle afterwards!

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MOON

Loves that your styles mix together so well!

He can’t help himself. He’s a simp.

He especially had a deep love for chains or cute bracelets, but overall, he just likes seeing the way you look in black

He learns how to do eyeliner and makeup just for fun, that and you get to be his beloved teacher

Once he learns how to do makeup he honed his skill by practicing on you and- oh wow actually that looks pretty cool

He’s not one for ‘stereotypical pretty’ and likes making what looks like art on your face

Thank you for allowing him to do this, it’s his new favorite thing and he finds a deep joy to it

He’s actually awesome to go to for gothic fashion advice, depending on what kind of goth you’re looking for

Honestly he’s just good at styling and he loves to help you look your best

It makes him feel important

Please let him steal some of your clothes, he likes to make them look cool. Give him bleach and a black hoodie and you’ll find something fun when you’re back

Sometimes he makes intricate skeletal structures, other times it’s fire or butterflies

But sometimes it’s an intricate moon design

Overall he loves helping you get all dressed up, that and designing things that you’ll really like. He keeps you spoiled just so you smile and that’s one of the best things about him.

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He loves it when you’re wearing something he made, it really helps with the whole ‘you’re mine’ mindset he has

It doesn’t matter if you top him or not, you’re HIS

He adores using your accessories and jewelry against you.

He’ll turn anything into a gag or a way to bind you up, honestly it’s wild how skilled he is

He loves hearing the noises you make but still gags you anyway. It’s a simple display of his claim over you

He doesn’t mind being bound up either though so don’t be afraid to offer

He loves and I mean loves to ruin your makeup just like sun does. He wants it to run down your face

That’s just a perfect sight

He cannot get enough of you both AFAB and AMAB. It’s just something about you in particular that he loves. It might have something to do with the style of clothes but it’s mostly personality

If you’re AFAB he loves watching you grind against his thigh. It’s about the power trip of someone who looks so menacing being desperate I guess. He likes to time how long it will take for you to get off without any outside help

If you’re AMAB, he adores letting you play with yourself while he watches. As long as you don’t mind it. You sit in his lap the entire time and he just talks to you in that smooth voice of his, that’s truly all he does. It’s a challenge to see how fast he can get you off

He’s a pervert but he does really love you

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[sunshineistyping]

human au pals reacting to getting nudes from so? 👀

I got you

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

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Moon: He will open it, stare at it for a while. Excuse himself to the restroom. Send one right back, and go back to his class full of kids like nothing happened. He’s an asshole don’t play games with him

Sun: He’s bright red and telling his S/O to stop cuz he has things to be doing! He’ll get back to them later. For now he must be responsible!

Freddy: He can’t handle it, he flusters easy and will light up a deep red. He’ll leave his S/O on read too. There’s nothing he can say that will do it justice

Chica: THIS CHICK DOESNT CARE WHAT SHES DOING SHE WILL MAKE HER WAY TO THE NEAREST EMPTY ROOM AND CALL HER S/O AND ASK WHAT THEY WANT. She’ll have phone sex with them if they really need it

Roxanne: Four words. ‘On my way home.’

Monty: He goes a little feral and has to excuse himself to take care of his ‘problem’. He’s easy to rile up with pics to be honest

DJ MM: He will literally degrade/praise (whatever your preference is) his S/O via text with a straight face. This man has complete composure and control of the situation

Glam. Bonnie: He’ll leave their ass on read or respond with ‘You’re being desperate Love, show a little restraint. I’ll be back home soon.’

Burntrap: He just sends a heart. That’s it. He’ll for sure rail the shit out of them when he’s home though! He will quite literally make them see heaven just a few times✨

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[sunshineistyping]

human!Sun and/or Moon being called daddy by their s/o reactions pls? 🙏

Absolutely!

Light NSFW below the cut

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Sun:

“D-Did you just...?” His S/O simply laughed at his reaction. His bright red face and eyes flicking away told them everything they needed to know.

“Oh, you like that, don’t you?”

“H-Huh? No, no. I would never like something so...” He trailed off as his S/O smirked, head tilting to the side.

“Really Daddy?” He lets out a whine and turns his face away. You caught him, now all that was left was to reel him in.

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Moon:

“Say it again Star, I don’t think I heard you quite right.” He gripped his S/O’s chin lightly, turning their head to face him. A small smirk on his face. He assumed his S/O would back out.

“Okay Daddy.” He let out a low groan, pulling his S/O on top of him. His eyes growing half-lidded.

“God I love when you call me that.”

“I noticed.”

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[sunshineistyping]

Sun and Moon's reactions to their s/o asking to be f*cked for the first time? 👀

I got you fam!

NSFW Under the cut

Moon:

Him and his S/O were probably just casually making out on the couch. They were sat comfortably on his lap the entire time, his hands sliding gently up and down their sides.

“Moon,” his S/O whimpered and pulled away.

“Yes Darling?”

“Can-...Can you...?”

“Hm?” They took a deep breath, leaning their forehead against his. A small sigh left their lips before they locked eyes once again.

“Fuck me.” He blinked a few times with rather wide eyes, face a bright red.

“Jesus Babe, you can’t just say that.”

“If you don’t want to I-“

“Hey, I didn’t say I wouldn’t.”

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Sun:

What had started as soft morning kisses had very quickly shifted into something more heated. His hands had knotted in his S/O’s hair, their hands pressed against his chest.

“Mn...Sunny.”

“Yes Honey?” His S/O grinned a cheesy and lovestruck grin. His soft hands rubbed against his S/O’s thighs as he listened to them talk. He found it awful cute how they looked above him.

“Do me a favor, I’m gonna need you to give me some of that Sunny D.” His S/O tried not to laugh and keep a serious face but kept letting out little giggles. He shook his head.

“Say it right and I will.”

“Fuck me then, good enough?”

“More then enough.”

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[sunshineistyping]

The Angelic Lair

Use Me

This is a short three-part (roughly) series in which our reader meets a stripper and can't get enough of them!

I might make a few for various characters but for now, just Moon

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Pairings: Moondrop/Moon x GN!Reader

AU: Stripper AU

Human AU by default

Warnings for Series: Mature themes such as drinking, stripping, Mentions of sex of various kinds, prostitution

(it’s a stripper au but remember, just because someone is a stripper does not make them a prostitute. In this AU, some of them are both.)

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You’re not sure what had compelled you to come to Angelic Lair, perhaps the countless good reviews and recommendations? Was it that you knew one of the bouncers personally? You’re not completely satisfied with either answer. You're pretty sure that regardless of what little lie you came up with, you wouldn't be happy. The truth of the matter was rather simple. You had never been to a strip club and Angelic Lair was one of the best in the country. So why not take advantage of it's presence only an hour away? You weren't sure what you expected when you walked into the main lounge, but glowing golden signs and loud music weren’t on the list.

The room had dark wooden floors, black walls with various golden signage. As you looked around you saw the empty main stage, the two dance cages however were full. They didn't immediately catch your eye so you kept looking. The bars were white marble and stocked with various drinks, and dancers worked the ground floor amongst countless patrons. You assumed they were the dancers based on outfits alone, however, some could very well be scantily clad janitors. You shook your head and immediately made your way to one of the few empty stools at the rightmost bar. The seats themselves were also white, making the two bars pop against the darker room.

“Oh, hey, fresh meat.“ One of the two bartenders lock eyes with you. They make their way over while cleaning a mug, one hand holding a rag.

“O-Oh, you noticed. Yeah I've never been here before, do I really stick out that easily?”

“Not really, I just have a good eye for first-timers. The names Pann by the way.”

“Nice to meet you, uh, do you have any tips for enjoying this kind of scene?”

“Hm,” they pause for a moment and place the mug to the side. The rag being gently flicked over their shoulder in one loose toss.

“Id say just avoid spending your entire paycheck and watch out for Diva, she’ll tear all the money out of your wallet before you even know what hit ya.”

“Diva?”

“Oh yeah, she goes by Diva Wolf. See that girl over there? The one with split-colored hair?” You turn to where the bartender had looked. A tall girl with black and red hair sat flirting with a bunch of guys, drink in hand.

“Yeah?”

“Shes the meanest chick in the building aside from our boss. You really don't want to get on her bad side. That and spending all your money isn't good for you, so steer clear. She has her own little fan club so it's not like she needs the money anyway.”

“Youre not talking about Diva again, are you?”

“Ghost, you heard all that?” The second bartender's eyes were over to the both of you now. 

“Course, now leave the newbie alone. We both know one of the hawks will scout them out soon enough.” They made their way to the other side of the bar. Despite this fact you listened in anyway.

“You think Sun will pick them up first?” You heard Ghost speaking over the loud music. They were far enough away that you really had to strain your ears to pick up anything they said.

“Doubt it, he’s working the VIP stage tonight. Maybe Mist?”

“Bunny never leaves his workroom this late, he’s probably with one of his regulars.”

“Venom? Actually, he’s with someone tonight right?”

“Yeah, him and Heaven got a duo show I think.” Your attention was quickly drawn to the stage as a few lights flickered on, music changing to something more slow and sensual. The air in the entire room changed, people growing closer to the main stage as a man with silver hair walked out. He was awfully pretty with his thick eyeliner and dark blue eyes. His top was of a deep metallic blue color that you could only describe as a crop top. A black corset and latex miniskirt clung to his form as well, both tight and intricately detailed. His platforms were rather large and laced up to about mid-thigh, the color was also black with what looked like silver wings on the back. He also had a thick silver choker with the word ‘Slut’ hanging from it.

You really couldn’t help yourself from staring, he was very much your type and had the same eye candy quality you had been looking for. You felt your cheeks warm as he stopped at the pole, eyes glancing around at his various admirers, and eventually, his eyes met yours. They had this siren-like pull and for a moment he eyed you up. He then winked as he carried on searching the crowd silently, his fingertips dancing against the cold metal as he walked in a slow circle. At last, he fully gripped the pole and swung his body around it with practiced ease. Only then did you tear your eyes away and back to the bar. You ordered a few shots and for a while, you just enjoyed the atmosphere, you’d take occasional glances up at the stage as well. You weren’t drunk just yet but you definitely felt slightly buzzed, the rooms heavy lighting and music helping to keep your energy alive.

“Hey there, I spotted you from the stage. You’re awfully cute so I definitely would’ve recognized you. You’re new here, right?” You turned, your gaze meeting the man who had once been on stage. You hadn’t expected his voice to sound so deep and seductive, his stare and his voice held an unspoken power to everyone who experienced it. There’s no way he didn’t know it. Now that you got a good look at him your heart fluttered even more, he had a deep blue eyeshadow on paired with a clear glittery gloss. It was simple but still made him shine. You’re sure the male strippers aren’t required to wear skirts or anything, perhaps this was just his preference? He looked hot regardless.

“Uh- yeah I am. How could you tell?”

“You’re got an innocence in your gaze not a lot of people in here have. It’s kind of like wearing your heart on your sleeve Darling.” He purred and slid into the seat beside you. You knew that flirting and trying to get private dances were a part of his job but fuck did he do it well. He’d barely talked and you were already considering buying his time out for an hour just to talk alone.

“I completely disagree, my gaze isn’t innocent in the slightest.”

“Oh really?” His eyes fell on yours once again as he gently leaned in. You hung off his every breath as though it would be his last. You have to keep reminding yourself that this is his job. He doesn’t care about anything else but your money.

“Really, I’m just good at seeming pure. Why would I come to this place if I was?” You shrugged and took the last of the shots you ordered. He watched with a lazy and sultry grin on his face, fuck he keeps getting hotter. He had sharp teeth like a vampire and it made your heart flutter wildly.

“Don’t know, why did you come here?”

“For fun.”

“Oh? Did my performance give you what you were looking for?”

“It did, you’re a lovely performer you know. I’m still not sure how you can dance in those things.” You glanced down at his platformers, they had to be at least four inches tall.

“You flatter me, you know there are better ways to...” He trailed off a bit, his manicured finger tracing the rim of your empty shot glass.

“Have fun. You know, aside from watching me dance with all these people around. In fact, why don’t you let me give you a private one.”

“I’m not so sure about that.”

“First ones free of charge?” He purred, hands on his thighs as he leaned closer. At this point you’re not sure if this was a business strategy or him actually flirting. You didn’t mind it either way, free is free. When it came to how hot this guy is? His ‘free’ may as well be paying you directly. You got more from the agreement of a dance and you both knew that.

“Alright, I’m down.” His grin widened as he slid off the stool. He extended a single hand that you grabbed without hesitation. You allowed him to lead you away from the main room to bring you upstairs to a set of doors. The more he held your hand the more your heart fluttered, it was a little cold but soft. He had no right to have skin this perfect when every other piece of him was just as good. Finally he reached a black door with the word ‘Moon’ written at the top. He opened it and gestured you inside, him following and flicking on the lights behind you. They were like fairy lights that glowed against the dark ceiling. Their was night sky-themed things like the glowing star patterns on the floor everywhere. There was a black canopy bed pushed against the back wall along with a velvety-looking blue chair. On the opposite side of the room was a small stage and a pole. 

“What kind of dance would you like, I can give you anything your heart desires.” He shut the door behind him with a soft click. His grin suddenly felt more mischievous as he walked over, a heavy sway in his hips until he stood in front of you. He looked down at you with those same siren eyes as before. He was going to be the absolute death of you.

“Uh, well, what would you say to a simple conversation?”

“Hm, if that’s what you want. However I do have to let you know, I’ll do anything you ask. There’s no need to be so shy. You can ask for anything Sweetheart, any desire you have. I like to get a little messy anyway.” It’s his job, it’s his job. This is his job. He’s not attracted to you this is just a business strategy. Yet that heavy look in his eyes made you feel unsure. Is he just really good at his job or did he actually think you were attractive? Were you his type in the same way he was yours? Your cheeks grew red, eyes locking themselves to the ground. The man above you let out a little hum.

“You got something specific you want to do to me, huh? That’s alright. Just do me a favor, yeah?” You nodded in acknowledgement at his softer and less prodding tone. He wasn’t analyzing your reactions to look for weakness, he was allowing you to grow relaxed with him in your personal space. Your heart grew warm at the comforting tone he took, a single finger sliding under your chin as he tilted your face up to his.

“Let loose a little, alright? This is for your entertainment.” He got closer, his breath ghosting against the outer shell of your ear.

“Use me.”

Okay so maybe he was flirting.

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[sunshineistyping]

But of an NSFW ask so please feel free to ignore! For human glamrocks + sun/moon, how high are their libidos? Who initiates it first?

Alright, first of all I know a lot of people think Monty would have the highest libido but that is both lies and slander

Roxanne has the highest libido without a single doubt in my mind, she usually initiates first because of this. Her entire being is DTF at all times, and I do mean ALL TIMES. I swear this woman has no stops at all, unless you say no of course. Aside from that she’s an absolute monster, let’s hope her S/O can keep up🥲

Then we have Monty, yep, I said he didn’t have the highest not that he wasn’t DTF all the time too. Although he has an extremely high libido he’s definitely the first to add ‘but you don’t have to’ when asking about his S/O’s help. He also initiates first 99% of the time, it’s just who he his

Surprisingly this spot goes to Chica, now you can try and fight me on this but miss girl is always thirsty. Of course not as thirsty as the two above but you get the point, she’s just above mid range. She’s not exactly a monster but she can go on for a long ass time. Her S/O might actually need to tap out 😅 Her and her S/O initiate equally, but she’s always the last one standing

Wow, Moon is in the top four for being exactly mid range. Average if you will! This man isn’t exactly thirsty but he has his moments. If I had to give a percentage he initiates about 30% of the time. He’s pretty kept to himself about these things simply because he doesn’t want to bother you. It’s kind of sweet how often he refuses to ‘bother you’ about it

There you are Freddy! This guy is just below average, sorry to everyone thirsting but this guy just isn’t that high with his libido. If yours is higher he’ll help ofc but he’s just not all that fixated on those kinds of things. His S/O initiates 60% of the time because this man has a lower libido. That and sometimes he just gets too shy to say anything, very cute

Lastly we have Sun, now don’t get me wrong it’s not that Sun has absolutely 0 libido. He just isn’t a fiend like pretty much everyone else in this lineup. He can go quite a while without wanting his S/O or any sort of sexual relief. However. When this man is on a mission, MAN IS ON A MISSION. He initiates maybe 10% of the time. When he does initiate? He’s like Roxy. An absolute monster.

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[sunshineistyping]

NFSW!! for the human AU gangs respective first times with their S/O, who is more serious during it? Who’s more goofy and cracks jokes between kisses? Who laughs off at a mistake (like bumping heads or falling off the bed), who thinks it ruined the mood? Do they think sex is a fun thing or a more intimate thing?

I got you!

NSFW Ahead!

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Roxanne is VERY serious during sex, she doesn’t laugh. On the opposite end Sun and Chica are very playful! They don’t mind making jokes occasionally or in some cases just being dumb in a cute way! That includes flustering their S/O! I think Freddy and Monty are less likely to make jokes but it does happen! Then Moon can flip flop between serious and playful. He always has that subtle mischievous glint in his eyes though. As for DJ MM and Burntrap Id say they’re both fairly serious, not ones to joke around at all. As for Glam Bonnie, he’s for sure playful as fuck in an extremely funny way. He’s sure to be a tease and make jokes here and there.

I’d say that Sun would laugh off a mistake like bumping heads or falling off the bed! He’s so unbelievably chill and relaxed that those little things don’t bother him! He thinks that they make his S/O cuter. I’d say Roxy would feel as though it ruined the mood. She’s very much a seductress and she puts her all into making sex a show. Think succubus levels of attraction. If she fucks up she turns bright red and huffs when her S/O tease’s her.

I’d say that Freddy, DJ MM, Roxanne, and Burntrap see it as extremely intimate! On the opposite end, Sun, Moon, Chica, Glam Bonnie, and Monty see it more as something fun.

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[sunshineistyping]

The Angelic Lair

Fluttered for You

Angelic Lair, Moon, Part 2

Pairings: Moondrop/Moon x GN!Reader

Au: Stripper Au

Warnings on Chapter 1

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“What do you mean I had enough to drink?” You slurred as your head leaned against Moons shoulder. You’re not sure when you’d become his favorite customer, maybe after that first lap dance? Either way he’d given you a golden VIP card. That was well over two months ago and you’d been here every few days, always meeting him in the lounge. You never stayed long. You had other things to do aside from flirt with a cute stripper, and yet you came back, you always came back.

“I mean that’s enough Love, I’m cutting you off.” He sighed and helped you slide off the bar stool, legs a little wobbly, but you still felt nothing but euphoria. You’re not sure what had compelled you to drink this much in the first place. Your friend turned away from you as a new man began to grow interested, flirting heavily with Moon. Yet as a new song sprung to life your eyes slipped over to the dance floor of the VIP lounge, forgetting about him. The bass clung to your bones and dragged you out to the floor as if in a trance. You’d never be caught dead there, well, not sober at least. The room itself was all black aside from the multicolored lights and golden DJ booth. The entire room smelled heavily of peppermint and whiskey, though the smell was in some ways unfamiliar it was still pleasant. Your eyes flicked up to the giant booth again where you could barely make out two DJ’s dancing together. One much taller then the other but they still made it work. Huh, eh, you didn’t focus too much on it.

You made your way through the bodies of countless drunk women and men, sliding yourself between a group of women who were too shitfaced to care about who join them. The beat at first started slow, sliding up your legs, rolling over your body in steady waves. As the vibrations began to shake the room you found yourself swaying more and more. As the beat finally dropped heavily you found yourself joining the group of girls in their silly dances. They cheered you on and you did the same, before you knew it you’d been lost in the energy of the building. If this specific room was a drug, it would have to be ecstasy. At last you felt a heavy tug on your shoulder. Your eyes flicked behind you to Moon, his face was blank however his eyebrows were creased with worry. Despite the music and alcohol in your system clawing at your legs, you followed him off the dance floor.

“You can’t just disappear like that, I was worried.” He mumbled and his hand came up to rub gently against your cheek. You let out the smallest huff as his thumb glided over your pouting lips. It was then, in your muddled intoxicated state, you leaned forward to kiss him. The strippers eyes grew wide and while he swallowed hard, he pulled back. His hands on your shoulders to keep you from getting any closer.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” You whined but he simply glanced away.

“Nothing.”

“Then why won’t you kiss me.”

“I’m- look I’m not going to kiss you when you’re drunk like this. You’re going to regret it. Now come on,” you whined again as he gently tugged you forward.

“I want to kiss you now, don’t be mean!” He swallowed heavy again, eyes fixated on the ground for a moment before he walked again. His grip a little softer as he whispered.

“You have no idea how much I wish you were fucking sober.” He didn’t respond to your whines or complaining after that as he brought you back to the same room you’d been in that first night. His hands curling around your body as he held you against him for a moment. He didn’t say anything as his chin rested on the top of your head, consuming you in the warmth of his touch.

“Somethings…wrong?” You slurred out, even in your hazy state you could feel it. There was something laying unsaid that hung like a thick blanket over the room. At last Moon gripped you tighter and although you couldn’t see it from your current position, you knew he was sad. His feelings were curling around you without a sound. Yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to back away from the embrace.

“No, everything’s okay. Take a nap, drink some water, I’ll be back in a few hours. You know I still have work.” He laughed bitterly as he released you from his hold. There it was. That annoying fucking wall he always put up. You hadn’t known him for long but you could already tell this was a normal thing. He didn’t want to deal with his feelings? He’d choke them down. You’re pretty sure just the other week he’d been crying on stage and when you’d asked him about it he laughed. He said you needed to get your eyes checked because he loved it on that stage. The eyes that followed him only gave him confidence. The glittery blue that had once coated the underside of his eye was stained against his cheeks. At first glance it looked like his normal fake glitter tears. You’d known better then, you knew better now.

You snatched his hand as he began to walk away. You can’t let him keep avoiding this, whatever this is. In truth whatever had been eating at him had been here long before you came into the picture. Perhaps your presence only managed to amplify it? He glanced over his shoulder, lips pressed in a thin line and eyes narrowed slightly. You and your wobbling drunken state was no match for his strength but he allowed you to pull him back. Your arms now securing around his.

“Im sure Evelyn wouldn't mind if you took the night off. Please. I don't want to be alone.” You only half lied. You wouldn't mind being alone, but it was him who needed it. Though he couldn't admit it out loud, his eyes always held this empty gaze. As if a part of him had died or perhaps had always been dead. He sighed in resignation and made his way over to the bed, flopping against it. He didn't say a word as you laid beside him, not even when you untied his corset. He let you undress him slowly, hands fumbling in your drunken state, but still fairly accurate. You'd removed his giant plaformers, corset and choker. You only loosened the ribbon on his skirt though as you weren't sure how comfortable he felt with that.

A deep hum erupted from his throat as you leaned against his side, head spinning a bit. You were a bit more sober then he thought. I mean you'd successfully removed a fair portion of his clothes. A crop top and a loose skirt being the only thing he was wearing, it was only fair he helped you, right? His hands slid over to you, pulling off your shoes and then unbuttoning your pants. A single shaky breath slipping past his lips as he unzipped them, opting not to remove them as it made him feel overwhelmed. A small shake of his head brought him back as he removed your jewelry as well, placing it all carefully on the bedside table. It had to be nothing but sexual attraction. He couldn't feel any way about you aside from that. There's just no way.

You pulled yourself closer and an odd feeling settled in his stomach as you pressed against him. You were in his bed, drunk, knowing he had such easy access to any part of your body. Yet you laid without any fear. You weren't tense at all. You trusted him? He felt that same feeling bubble up again. Another shaky breath slid from him when you pulled him even closer, your entire body pressed against his. He didn't want to rip off your clothes, he didn't want you to leave him alone either. He liked this. He liked the closeness. His arms wrapped around you with just a touch of hesitancy. Yet you only mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’ when he held you.

A warmth flooded his cheeks and he bit his lip to contain whatever words wanted to spill out. It was only for a moment but his heart beat faster. His feelings should've been used after working this job for so long. You sell your soul, your body, your heart when you overwork yourself the way he does. So why? Why did he feel like he never wanted to let you go? Why is his heart fluttering? Why does he feel alive again?

His heart was fluttering and you laid there pressed against it.

It didn’t just flutter either.

It fluttered for you.

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[sunshineistyping]

SPICY QUESTION

So a few of you guys have asked me for Smut, a lot of it being Monty Smut...so I’m wondering exactly how ‘filthy’ and descriptive should this be.

Cuz I know some of you guys are DEGENERATES lmao (kidding) but I also know that my actual smut writing is VERY different then my ‘slightly spicy’ writing.

It’s infinitely more descriptive with more layers and just very...thirsty. My Smut writing is for thirsty, dehydrated, about to die from lack of moisture people. So I just thought I should ask how far I should be pushing this cuzzzzz I’m second guessing this stuff lol

I dunno I just thought I should ask the people. Feel free to shoot me a private DM or something if you think I should or shouldn’t post my more detailed works lol

[sunshineistyping]

heyo! do you write nsfw things? Just a question, sorry if it makes you uncomfortable! ^^

No, you're good! Thanks so much for asking first, so I guess I never fully went into detail about this! I do write NSFW things! I'm super new to writing smut so I'm picky about what smut I'll actually sit down and write, sometimes it's just based on my mood. I can write NSFW headcanons too and those I'll always accept, it's the full-blown smut fics I'm unsure on. I'm trying to get a bit better at it first, but to answer your question? Yes, I take NSFW requests but the deny/I dont feel comfortable enough to write this rate is higher

All NSFW fics will have the tag ‘SunkissedWritingStuff’ so be aware of it and feel free to filter it!

Please note that if anyone asks for specific kinks I may immediately turn them down depending on what is asked. Let me write up a quick ‘immediately no’ list!

Urine

Scat

Vomit

Vore

Age Play (Daddy kink is fine, Age Play itself makes me uncomfortable)

Cuckolding

Foot Stuff (I'm sorry I just can't)

Non-Con

CNC/R*pe Play (Whatever you'd prefer to call it?)

Fetishizing Pregnancy (Breeding kink is fine, but sexualizing it aside from that makes me uncomfortable)

Anything involving children (Some people are absolutely disgusting, I have gotten these kind of requests before.)

Aside from that, feel free to ask for HC’s, or try your luck and see if I'm willing to write a smut fic!

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[sunshineistyping]

does your dj music man has a size kink?

NSFW below

A MASSIVE SIZE KINK THIS DUDE CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF CALLING HIS S/O TINY WHILE HE FUCKS THEM. CHUBBY OR NOT CHANCES ARE YOURE STILL SMALLER THEN THIS BEHEMOTH OF A MAN AND HIS TINY S/O MAKES HIM FEEL SOME VERY UNHOLY THINGS

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[sunshineistyping]

nsfw ofc👀👀

I GOT YOU

NSFW AHEAD

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He fucking gets OFF on being dominated in any way. Now don’t get me wrong he loves being a top most of the time. He really does! However being allowed to sit in a submissive position? Allowing himself to fully give in and be dominated? It’s AMAZING.

He’s always had issues with feeling like he has to be the strong one. He has to be in complete control. So when he can feel safe enough with his S/O to completely give in? It’s euphoric. Honestly I’d say he gets off even more when his S/O plays the dominant one. He loves seeing the way they look at him, like he’s their property. He adores the soft tone they use and the tight grip on his skin. Gosh this man can’t stop himself from obsessing over the idea, literally will drool and whimper.

He’s desperate to be a good boy, please call him a good boy.

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[sunshineistyping]

I kinda have an idea or sth for dj mm smut

Like imagine dj is like a big spider and you are the poor, little, delicate butterfly who caught on his webs..

It might be like a roleplay or sth or maybe like an au

Idk I was just chilling and this thought came up to me

NSFW AHEAD

Yo this Roleplay would slap because I just KNOW DJ MM would be INTO IT. Like he would thoroughly enjoy himself the entire time and adopt some new nickname from it. This name would range from either calling his S/O ‘Butterfly’ or even just ‘Little thing’. 

We all know he has a size kink, but he’s also heavily interested in bdsm involving silk. It’s the texture

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[sunshineistyping]

Do you think Monty would ever get muzzled? Because gators have a REALLY strong bite force, but the muscles they use to open their jaws are really weak, you can hold it closed with your hand, so would they do that to Monty or some shit?-

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Yes 100%

You know the seagull ‘shut’ meme? It’s that

NSFW warning up ahead

He gets off on being muzzled human version or not. He has a total kink for it but refuses to admit it. The same way he has a kink for being collared and will NEVER admit it.