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oneshot/drabble - ﾒ

nsfw - ⚠︎

series - ✶⋆.˚

𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕪 𝕎𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

ᴀ ʙᴇɢɢɪɴɢ ᴍᴀɴ ﾒ ⚠︎

ꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ ʀᴇʟɪᴇꜰ ﾒ ⚠︎

ᴍɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ﾒ ⚠︎ (+ Brian Thomas)

𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕤

ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ (+ Tim Wright) ✶⋆.˚

One // Two // Three //

ꜱɴᴇᴀᴋʏ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ⚠︎ﾒ

ᴍɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ⚠︎ﾒ (+ Tim wright)

gvshing

#masterlist #requests: OPEN #Tim wright x reader #Brian Thomas x reader #marble hornets x reader #creepypasta x reader

the vets were talking abt our hamster like she was a celebrity and it was very endearing

#they LOVED her name.#her name is missus woman #but her paperwork/meds all say ‘mrs. woman’ LIKE SHES MARRIED HAHA

horny-marbles-draws

he got u a heart but he eated it 🫀

(i couldn’t decide which to post)

n-nicaela

Memories of the ark

im writing something new for tim but before i finish and post it i want to say !!

thank you guys for liking my writings and following :3 it fills me with joy how lovely this fandom is after all these years and i’ve enjoyed being here again SO much :33

that being said!! i am 24 years old!! and i write nsfw stuff.. so i want to say to minors !

my account is NOT for you !! i don’t want minors following me when i am an adult who writes what i write! i will be going through my following and removing minors before i post anything new! no hate at ALL! just setting those boundaries!

i appreciate yall being here but i write for other adults! minors dni! dni! dni!!!!

#marble hornets x reader #dani whines louder #creepypasta x reader #i have minors dni in my bio but i think the coloring might be hard to see ://#i’ll change stuff around so you can see it better after i get off work!nn #thank yall for being here :3

n-nicaela

#frothing at the MOUTH

Pastor!Tim Wright

cw// nsfw

(finally posting this !! enjoy :D)

Pastor Tim who preaches nothing but hypocrisy every sermon. Preaching about loving thy neighbor to a room full of people he loathed, dipping into the offerings bowl every Sunday, saying goddammit every other word. Not to mention the smoking and the drinking.

Pastor Tim who catches a glimpse of you during a sermon. Your meek form hidden in a back pew, listening intently. He makes a mental note to catch you after the sermon. He wonders if you're meaning to make so much eye contact with him. Certainly you would've looked away by now, right?

Pastor Tim who greets you with a firm hand on your back, slowly snaking it over to grasp your shoulder. You jump at the sudden intrusion of your space and turn to face the man. A frown is etched onto your features until you see who the culprit of the invasion was.

Pastor Tim who squeezes your hand so tightly upon introductions that you wince.

Pastor Tim who never stops thinking about you. How did you stray so far away from the litter? He thinks it's a testament from God. That overwhelming feeling to keep you in his line of sight, to make sure that no one other than him could have you. It ate at him, the pull towards you was all consuming.

Pastor Tim who's the first one to greet you every Sunday morning. Coffee in hand with a small smile to accompany it.

Pastor Tim who was a wolf in sheep's clothing, a snake in the grass.

Pastor Tim makes you wait around to say his farewells to you. You're almost out the door, deeming you'll see him next time, when he calls back out to you.

"Hey! Hold on! I wanna see ya off."

That's followed by twenty more minutes of getting 'caught up' in conversation with other people. His eyes glance over at you every few minutes, small reminders that he hadn't forgotten about you.

Pastor Tim who finally finds his way to you, after everyone had already left.

"Goodness. Lots of folks comin' in to praise the Lord today, huh?" his face holds a content if not pleased smile, strong arms crossed over his chest.

Pastor Tim who knows all too well you both were alone now. Everybody on their way home or to after church lunch—out of his way for sure.

"So tell me little lady, who are you?" the question had an undertone of something you couldn't place. Something that causes you to hesitate in your answer.

Pastor Tim who bites back a cruel snort at your confusion.

"Where'dya come from? You ain't from 'round here. You just showed up one day, what's that 'bout? Huh?"

You think you're imagining the sly tone of his voice, the venom lacing his words. Certainly he asks out of genuine curiosity for wanting to know the people who attend his church.

Pastor Tim who lulls you into a false sense of security. You're spilling your whole life story to him before you even realize what's happening. He holds you as you cry about your fears and wrong doings. He lets you repent to your hearts content and consoles you the whole time. He pets your head as it rests against his shoulder, he whispers sweet nothing's of the Lord's forgiveness and empty promises of salvation.

Pastor Tim who enjoys watching your face break out into a shy grin when he glances your way in the middle of a sermon. You find yourself squirming in your seat from the nerves that buzz inside from his wandering eyes. The old pew creaks underneath your weight, the ghost of a smirk can almost be seen on Tim's face at the sound echoing around the room.

Pastor Tim bends you over his knee, the bare flesh of your ass exposed to the cold air. He insists that someone so full of sin like you needs to pay extra attention to his sermons. He doesn't preach every week out of the kindness of his heart after all, he does this for lost folk like you.

"Tell me. what'd'ya learn today, sweets?"

Stuttering through a verse? smack

Mix up the names in a specific story he told? smack

Misunderstanding the moral of a lesson? smack. smack.

The red flesh of your ass burns brighter with every hand that meets you.

Pastor Tim promises he can deliver you from the power of sin. He can help and heal you as long as you give yourself over to him fully and completely. He can't help you otherwise, don't you know?

Pastor Tim wraps a strong arm around your waist to hold you in place and a hand is clamped securely over your mouth. He muffles any sounds that try to escape you, the small whimpers that manage to slip past your lips sound more like choked grunts behind his hand. He can't have you drawing attention to your hidden figures locked away in the dark office.

Pastor Tim who praises you for your good work as he thrusts deeply inside you at a steady pace.

"Been so good f'me." his whispers of praise directly next to your ear has you tightening around him.

"Keep praising the Lord, little lamb. He will deliver you from evil." the wicked grin on his face can't be seen at the angle he has you trapped in.

Tears prick your eyes as the sensations start to build and overwhelm you.

Pastor Tim who had you wrapped around his finger and completely devoted to him.

⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °⛧

#Tim wright x reader #marble hornets x reader #creepypasta x reader

OKAY OKAY !!!

pastor tim maybe tonight.. maybe.. if you’re good..

and then echolocation primal play with EJ eventually ..

#I GET NERVOUS WRITING FULL BLOWN SMUT SO IVE BEENNSTRUGGLING WITH EJS #like please…#i want to write it but then i start and i just start giggling and blushing and i can’t even look at my screen #I will though!! don’t worry..#exposure therapy fs #OKAY ANYWAY #dani whines louder

1ncis0r

going to war for dan and phil tickets today wish me luck

1ncis0r

I WON THE FUCKING WAR FUCK FUCK FUCK

going to war for dan and phil tickets today wish me luck

#dani whines louder #i feel decently confident about scoring some since i’m not going for m&g and i live in a buttfuck state …#i feel less stiff competition about it… but still wish me luck!!!!

i promise im still writing the EJ and pastor tim works…. i just had to work a fuck ton and my wife was sick and now i’m sick so i haven’t had the time 😭😭

#might spend my sick day off wiring a little 🥲#dani whines louder