Adding more to the Slasher X Reader Tag ~ 18+ Minors DNI
Mac ~25 ~Nonbinary(Any Pronouns) ~Main Blog-@hannibal-shits-people
Full fic + Alphabet Requests CLOSED ~ Scenarios/HCs CLOSED
Hi 😁. My name is Mac (short for Macaroni so play with that too i guess)
Nonbinary, I go by any pronouns (including neos) and any nicknames.
26, from the UK so I generally use British spelling though my brain forgets which is which so it's always a surprise
Main Blog is @hannibal-shits-people
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I do headcanons, scenarios, drabbles, NSFW and SFW alphabets, and long form fics. Currently, I do not do match-ups.
Longer form fics and full alphabets will be posted separately from asks; headcanons, drabbles, and scenarios probably won't depending on lenth.
I will write fluff, smut, angst, and any combination of the three. However, anything too angst heavy (such as Major character Death and similar loss, as well as suicide and self-harm themes) can be too much for me so can be hit or miss if I will write or how long it takes me to write it
In a similar vein to above, for NSFW I won't do full non-con (dub-con is fine, CNC is also fine), minor aged characters/readers, toilet kinks, foot stuff, and incest
I'm perfectly fine with dark content, which is kind of a given, such as heavy violence, yandere-style stuff, blackmail/manipulation, predator/prey, somno, CNC, etc (just ask). But I will warn accordingly and won't add it unprompted
Unless specified in the ask, I will try to write an inclusive reader. However, being AFAB and writing from what I know, some things may slip through (especially with NSFW) so tell me and I will fix it
I tag triggers with #[trigger] tw and #[trigger] cw. If I forget triggers or you'd like me to tag certain triggers, don't be afraid to ask.
Could I pleasee request hannibal with an extremeley affectionate s/o?
Thx<33
Ooh yay you can. Sorry this took so long, I got The Block™ and also a boyfriend, hi babe
I am never going to get over Hannibal's ponytail. It lives rent free in my head and I will mention his fucking ponytail at every chance I get.
How Hannibal Would React to an Affectionate S/O
Notes/Warnings: GN!Reader, Fluff, brief mention of potential smut, Soft Hannibal. One point about Hannibal lifting you up, but I don't see this as an issue for weight or height because he is obviously quite strong (he has to be, for his…extracurriculars)
I set this before his imprisonment, but I can do one post-escape if you would like. I think eight years without any (positive) physical contact would change the reactions a lot
It's obvious to Hannibal early on that you're tactile, even if you try and hide it
He'll notice the way your fingers twitch subconsciously when you want to hold his hand or just touch him, or how you always seem to gravitate a little closer than usual to him, the glances you make at his lips
He only encourages it as you get deeper into the relationship until there's no reason for you to hold it back
You slip your hand into his at random, cuddle up beside him unprompted, kiss him either on the cheek or lips whenever you have the feeling, practically cling to him at dinner parties and seem to need to touch him whenever he's close
He's used to partners a little more restrained with physical contact, so it was a little jarring at first. Of course he appreciates it and is not one to turn it away often.
He'll settle happily into your hands at his shoulders when you come up behind him in his study, or surprise hugs in the kitchen, your fingers carding through his hair before putting it up for him. Sometimes he'll even be Little Spoon.
Contrary to popular belief, Hannibal can be just as physical in private as you are.
If you come close to him on the couch, he'll gladly wrap an arm around you or guide your legs over his, if not urging you onto his lap. He'll press kisses to the top of your head at any chance he gets, or cup your face in his hands when talking to you, adoring the look you get on your face when he does
He has more than once actually swept you off your feet to carry you to bed -either to sleep together or just because he's being dramatic about it being late
Hannibal is a lore more subtle with his affections in public though; a hand at the small of your back, a chaste kiss on the cheek or hand, standing close by so you can feel his warmth, instead somehow making his tone and gaze seem like touches. He doesn't change it when you get together and doesn't expect you to tone yourself down
Because you don't tone it down at dinner parties or dates or outings with friends or colleagues, it's others who have the shocked reactions.
People who know him will see you leaning against him, see than hand on his chest or arm or anywhere decent you can place it, the tight hugs and kisses you all but plead for when you part ways, and seem surprised that such a composed man like Lecter would be with someone so open
They don't notice that he is more affectionate than usual though. Again, subtly
Of course the ever present hand at your spine, but also the way his thumb strokes over the curve of your hip or at your waist when you guide his arm around you, and the unneeded adjustments to your appearance just as an excuse to touch, his chair a little closer to yours than usual at the table so he can more comfortably place his hand on your thigh
Hhhheyyyy I see a lot of stuff for Dainty And Soft readers and honestly love that for them but,,, could I mayhaps request,,, an absolute bear of an s/o. Tall and squish and strong. Maybe said s/o shoving (insert whichever characters you would enjoy writing this for most) against a wall and kissing them 👀 👀 Just fuckin manhandling them like it's nothing wldkskdk (also you're doing the lord's work love your content bless)
I also need more big Bear Reader characters, this made my brain stutter while thinking about it.
I was going to do three slashers, I try to do at least three. Then I realized I do not know half as many slashers as I thought I did. I worried about doing some characters too often, so I decided just to do Michael and Billy since it’s been a little while.
If you want to see this (or any prev scenarios) with other slashers, just inbox me or comment and I will add it to the list :3
How They React To A Physically Domineering S/O
Notes/Warnings: GN!Reader, Non-explicit sexual references, manhandling the slashers, mention of becoming a slasher yourself, Canon-typical mental health issues (Billy)
Michael Myers
Hope you like a bit of rough-housing babe, because he is taking every opportunity to try and regain dominance
You just show up, being almost as tall as him and just as Wide™, and he takes that personally.
He thinks you'll give into him as people usually do, so when you first manhandle him he's too shocked to do anything but let you. Only that first time though.
Having you overpower him so easily has his mind racing, and he becomes a little fixated on you in his typical way. It’s part of the reason you get together.
If you try and press him to a wall, he is going to try and reverse that on you even if it ends up with both of you on the floor
It actually excites him to have someone as imposing as him, it makes him feel more powerful when he manages to beat you in your impromptu wrestling matches
That does often lead exactly where you expect it to
The few times that you manage to get the upper hand on him, you’ll find he’s actually very malleable, and melts when you kiss him and grab hold of him possessively
He isn’t okay with having his mask taken off, but if you pull it up to his nose so you can kiss him, he is very much into that. It has to be pretty far into the relationship because it obscures his vision quite a bit, but he’s surprised to find that he likes that and putting that trust into you that you won’t fully unmask him
One time, you stop him from being attacked by one of his victims, pretty much throwing the guy across a room, and he has to reboot himself in order to escape, because that awakened a thing in him
Are you sure you don’t want to become a slasher like him? He’s heard of Power Couples; you could be one of those. Haddonfield would never recover 💖🔪
Billy Lenz
Horny
I mean obviously, but still
He sees that you're built a little differently than the others, more shape and height to you than your friends, and honestly it's exciting even then, because his dirty mind comes up with a whole lot of thoughts about gripping your waist and hips, and how soft your thighs would feel against his. Or even better, if your thighs are hard and muscled, he wants you to force him still between them
When you and him actually get together, he is expecting a more submissive personality from you because he expects that from any person so it is a surprise when you show that you can easily turn the tables on him
The first time you push him to a wall and kiss him, he is full on whining, drooling, melting into a puddle on the floor. He doesn't want you to stop, why would you stop, so he's pulling you back to kiss him again the second you try and move away.
He will rile you up and poke at you so you’ll pin him to a wall or hold him back and tell him to stop, he goes full brat in order to get that sort of reaction from you. Even just crowding him and glaring at him will make him whimper
He will steal your clothes. He does not care how much you liked that shirt, it’s his now.
Inevitably, his mood sours and crashes and at first he’d hide out in the attic or a closet, or any room big enough for him, but the more he got to know you, the more he would seek you out, he’ll gravitate towards you and hover whenever you’re around, clingier than usual without wanting anything from it
He’ll hold on to you and mutter to himself, both as himself and his mother, or want to curl up with you in the dark, or he’ll slink from ‘his spot’ and lie on top of you.
If he gets too aggressive and starts to throw things around, it’s not a good idea to try and restrain him but since you’re bigger than him, you can easily get in front of him and cup his head in your hands and soothe him from that anger just by talking soft to him
Break the train of thought of break kill break it make it hurt you have to break it, even just for a second, and he falls against you and starts to cry instead of being destructive
He is the Little Spoon. It makes it easier for him to be grounded from his nightmares
He trusts you to protect him from the things haunting him, not just because of your size difference, but how you always look after him. The fact you can narrow his world down just to you is a bonus in these cases
If I ever started doing OF, all videos would have to be edited a similar way to House of 1000 Corpses and only freaks and weirdos could jerk off to it 😁
I hate doing these, especially after such a hiatus, but this is a necessary evil and last resort.
Since moving into my own place, I have struggled to pay rent, utilities, and eat. The money I earn leaves me with less than £200 a month for groceries, emergencies, and anything outside of the things I need to keep a roof over my head, and even then I am in debt to my energy company due to being unable to access the account for the first two months
This month I am struggling more than usual. I am desperate. Due to sudden expenses, I do not have the money to pay my full rent, even after limiting my food purchases and eating the bare minimum.
I would love any sort of help you can give me, it would be greatly appreciated and i promise to get back to posting regularly as soon as possible
This is another sideblog I have, and I am so sorry to ask but any help at all would be adored.
With this sorted, I feel like I would be much less stressed and be able to write and do other things rather than stew in constant anxiety
(Edited to add:
If even half of my followers give £1 each, not only will I be able to make my rent, but also next month's, giving me the ability to have money spare for another emergency or even just to fill my cupboards)
Better than Warm Milk-Bubba Sawyer x Trans Masc Reader
18+
Summary: In the sweltering Texas heat, it's perfectly fine to just want to collapse in bed after a long day, but you haven't had much time with Bubba at all and he doesn't seem ready to sleep just yet
Word Count: 3, 422
Notes/Warnings: TransMasc!Reader, Smut. Reader character is penetrated though I don't say where and lube is used. Unprotected sex. Cockwarming, again (I just love it, shush)
Reader character has no specified parts, is smaller than Bubba, able-bodied enough to do work in the garden and travel up and down stairs and ride Bubba, and wears a binder.
Important Note: I am not transmasc. I am AFAB Nonbinary (simplified tbh), with my own more masc days, but did not use the terms I use for myself, instead choosing more generic terms like 'hole' and 'sensitive spot'. I also did do quite a bit of research and asked for help to try and write this better (thanks to that one transmasc in the Fanfic Writers Unite community, you rule) so I hope I did well, if not then feel free to comment and help me improve
Requested by Anon
The sun had only just disappeared over the Texas horizon, later in the day due to the summer days, but you hadn't long come in from your work in the garden. That area had been your project in the household, taking the overgrown tangle and turning it into something you felt able to cultivate to grow more veggies, not only for the family but also to sell and give more to the family.
You had only really been in long enough for a refreshing cool shower and a change of clothes, bundling your sweat-soaked clothes into the hamper to be cleaned the next day. As you trudged your way down the stairs, you saw Nubbins sat like a goblin on a wooden chair in the living room as he fiddled with his camera and that day's pictures. Eventually you also peeped Drayton taking an old man nap in the waning dusk light by the window -as though he hadn't been barking at you not even an hour before for coming in earlier than he thought you should- and your Bubba taking up almost the entire loveseat with his head slowly drooping before he straightened himself up to stay awake. You watched him for a little while with a fond smile until he seemed to lose the fight and you had to take action.
"Bubba, darling." His chin had been pressed to his collar, but he perked up at you as you touched his shoulder softly. He looked up at you with a slow blink and a grin. He mumbled a sleepy "hmm?" that turned into a purr when you stroked through the hair that stuck up from his mask "Bedtime now, I think." He sighed and nodded before standing with a groan and stretching out his large limbs until they popped. It seemed like Grandpa had already been taken up to his room so there was nothing to delay you.
He reached out and engulfed your hand in his, letting you guide him out of the living room "Night Nub." You called out to the weaselly man, not even causing a twitch from Drayton. The middle child perked up and grinned, wonky-toothed and off centre as always.
"Good nigh' you two. Have fu~un." He giggled almost lecherously. He was probably expecting you to get up to something sexual, so you just shook your head with a scoff.
Normally you might try, having little alone time with Bub during the past few days, but it was late and Drayton had worked you both to the bone, Bubba was practically falling asleep on his shuffling feet.
Bubba closed the door behind the two of you as you undressed for bed. You kept your underwear on, sans binder, and he removed everything but his undershirt, boxers, and mask; regardless of how long the two of you had been together, he typically kept a shirt and his mask on by default at least in the light. He didn't wait before lying down and dragging you into bed beside him, letting you settle as he turned the bedside lamp off and removed his mask. His hairy arm fell across you like a weighted blanket and he tucked you under his chin. Even in winter, Bubba ran hot so you often gave up on sleep clothes and sometimes even blankets if the nights got really hot. He took a deep breath and stroked his hand up and down your back a couple of times "You okay, Bubba?"
"Hmm." You felt him nod a little against your hair, nudging what was left of his nose against your crown.
"Just sleepy?"
"Mmm."
"Want a goodnight kiss? Is that okay?" It took him a second before he nodded and let you move back a little. You brought your hand up to cup his cheek and use your thumb to find his lips. He puckered them against your thumb briefly and giggled along your own laugh. You raised yourself up a little more to press a kiss to his wonky smile.
You always made sure to ask, never really sure what mood he was in and if he was comfortable with it. Some days, especially when Drayton had been quite rude, he'd flinch away from even a small touch and spend almost the whole day dodging any contact. Sometimes there wasn't an obvious cause, and sometimes it wasn't that serious at all; he'd just not feel like kissing, though typically he was fine with hugs. You were glad it was a kiss day though. You'd missed your teddy-bear of a lover and wanted a little affection, perfectly fine with anything he would give you.
You let the kiss linger, since he wasn't pulling back, before you tried to do so yourself. Bubba let out a little grumble and brought his hand up to the back of your head to keep you close. Of course you were glad to indulge him, since he was taking the lead as lazy as his movements were. A happy sigh escaped from his mouth as you slowly stroked your thumb over his cheek.
His tongue cautiously peaked out across your lips, a spark shooting through you at the contact before you mirrored the motion. He wasn't nearly as confident as he should as been, with how easily his deeper kisses made you shiver and hold back a moan, not wanting to make him feel like he had to go any further than he wanted to. His hand was still pressed gently at the base of your neck so you didn't move away from him, not that you wanted to, but it also gave him the ability to tilt your head however he wanted so he could control the kiss. You chuckled against him when he shuffled his free arm around you to pull you onto his body, so you were lay on him, humming happily as you settled yourself comfortably. With your body almost perfectly aligned with his, you could feel the hardness that was growing in his boxer, pressing against your upper thigh.
It took no true effort to pull back from the kiss and look Bubba in the eye, despite the limited light "Bubs, do you want to do more? I know you're tired, so we don't have to." It took him a second before he replied.
"More." He muttered lowly. It was slurred, as was most of his limited speech, and punctuated by Bubba holding onto your hips and rocking up into you.
"Okay, baby." You kept your voice low too, partly not to snap the silence and partly to make sure none of the other residents cottoned on to what you were doing. You lay yourself back over him and pressed your lips to his, lifting you hands to cup the sides of his wide face. That meant you could feel in two ways the way his face split into a blissful smile as you wriggled against him, and you couldn't help your own smile as he brought his hands down to grab at your ass, almost comically squeezing at you. It would have broken the kiss, but you managed somehow to smother the grins against each others lips.
He used his hold on your backside to lift and grind you down against his barely covered cock, rumbling a moan when you rolled against him in return. You again pulled back to talk to him, though you couldn't help pausing to give him small brief kisses even as you spoke "What do you think, Bubby? Hmm? Want my hands? My mouth?" If you had more energy, you would have offered the thick strap that was hidden away in a false bottom of the dresser -snooping was one of Nub's favourite pastimes after all- but as it was you were a bit too sleepy to give your boy the kind of fucking he really liked.
Bubba slipped his hands down to your thighs, and then upwards almost hesitantly. Two thick fingers slipped up under your underwear and rested just beside your entrance as though he was nervous to try and touch directly. He hummed a question and you smiled "If you're not too tired, I'm fine with it. You might have to do some of the work for me though." He nodded like it was obvious and kissed at every spot he could reach on your face in the dark.
He moved a little so he could better touch between your legs, teasing one finger over your hole and up to stroke your sensitive spot in a way that made your legs tremble and bite your bottom lip so nothing louder than a groan slipped out. You dropped your head to his wide chest and gripped at his undershirt, happily melting into Bubba's warmth. You couldn't help rocking into his hand and grinding yourself against his finger, soft exhales puffing out over his skin from your open mouth. The hand not busy between your thighs reached out to the bedside table to fiddle with one of the drawers.
It took you a second, not willing to give up the touches against you, but you did have to draw yourself up and move just enough so Bub could properly devote his attention to searching the drawer. Even with the limited light, he easily reached into the bottom drawer and shifted the false bottom enough to fumble just for a second until producing the bottle of lube you kept stashed there.
He flicked the cap off with a little difficulty and pulled his touch from you to lube up his fingers. You took the time he was distracted to wiggle your underwear off and easily settled back onto him just as he turned his attention back to you. He guided your legs further over his body and held one of your thighs open as one finger of the other probed your hole until you opened up for him. You moaned a little too loudly for your likely and dropped your head to bite at the back of your hand.
Bubba couldn't help but echo the noise as he rutted up against you again, his cock obviously twitching beneath his boxers. Hot waves of pleasure rippled through you, both from the way that Bubba was fingering you open and the obvious showing that he was just as turned on as you were. It was one thing you adored about your butcher, he was always so expressive and responsive.
You tried to silence yourself by kissing at Bubba's neck, moaning and gasping between each press of lips as he slowly worked his finger into you and fucked you open. Eventually the one-sided pleasure felt too selfish of you so you shifted a little to comfortably reach down between his legs and grab his cock. You didn't need to map out the length of him, even over his boxers, since you knew every part of him like a painter knows their artwork, having spent collective days dedicating him to memory. That didn't mean you weren't going to. At the first curl of your fingers around him, Bubba whined and thrust into your touch as his own stuttered. He turned his head and made soft kissing noises until you met his lips in a breathless kiss.
With your mind a little clearer, you started to stroke him slowly, caressing the thick length of him as he started to thrust that finger into you.
The lingering tiredness of the day was still coiling around the both of you, making everything a little hazy around the edges. You lost yourself into a fog of pleasure, world narrowing just to Bubba; the motions of your hands and his, lips against his own, swallowing each other's breaths, hips moving together. You were pressed totally against him and your mouth filled with the taste of him, insides clenching around him as he slipped a second lubed finger inside to stretch you for him a little more, but it soon became not enough even as you started to rock into the touch. You needed him to fuck you, even with his fingers you felt so empty.
Moving away from his lips despite his whimper, you started to push his boxers down "I'm ready, Bubs."
"Hmm?" He tapped his ring finger against your thigh, leaving a dot of lube there.
"I know, I know we usually need three but it's fine, I'm ready. It won't hurt." You'd just need to use a little extra lube, which Bubba would never complain about "Please? Trust me?" Bubba nodded and slowly pulled his fingers from you as you shoved his boxers down his legs to release his thick cock.
You sat up and reach out in the dark for the lube, pouring a more than generous load into your hand and warming it before settling yourself just below Bubba's hips and reaching between his legs. He hummed and chuckled at the almost disgusting slick sound of you pumping lube over his cock, slowly rocking into your touch. You only stroked him enough to properly cover him and then used extra between your own legs. Bubba instinctively helped steady you as you lifted yourself up and angled the head of his cock at your entrance. With the extra prep it was usually easier, quicker at least, to take him but it wasn't painful as you braced yourself down and he breached into you. Your breath caught in your chest and you moved your clean hand to cover his at your hips, squeezing as you started to lower yourself a little further.
He was such a patient angel as he waited for you to sink down.
You would fit an inch inside you and then raise up a little and rock back down to make sure not only that you were comfortable but also that Bubba would feel good as you did, and he would moan softly every time you did. Even as his hands twitched and his thighs tensed, he didn't press you to take him any faster than you were ready to. The lube did its job and more, though it still took almost a minute to seat his whole length inside you and the second your thighs were against his, he guided you to lie forward against his chest.
One hand came up to pet your head as the other stayed softly holding your hip. He grumbled soft slurred words, half formed in a mix of pleasure and natural lethargy, as he stroked over your ass and waited for the go-ahead from you. You wiggled your hips from side to side, just to get more comfortable on his lap, and spread your legs a little more over his waist but he still didn't move yet. You pulled at the deep collar of his shirt to expose more of his chest, kissing at the exposed skin and thick cover of hair, nuzzling against him as you lifted your hips with a soft nod. Bubba practically growled as he finally took over from you and lifted you up, his hands instantly curling under your thighs so it was easier for him. You stayed pressed chest-to-chest as much as you could, arching your back like a cat in heat so you could still feel him.
Even though you both tried to keep your noises to a minimum, groans and exhales muffled into each other's bodies, the sound of lube and slapping of skin-on-skin was so loud you were sure that the household would know exactly what was going on, the whole room filled with it and echoing back to you, a pornographic backing track to the bubble you'd lost yourself in.
Bubba, as always, made you feel amazing. Not just the feeling of him inside you, but the soothing stroke of his thumb at your thigh as he guided and controlled your movements and the tensing of his own thighs under yours, the way his moans shot through you like a toy pressed right against your sensitive spot, the occasional desperate needy kiss that was more tongue and hot breaths than a true kiss.
You felt Bubba's cock twitch inside you and he let out a soft whimper "You okay, baby? You close?" He nodded quickly and you smiled a little before prying yourself up from his chest. Hands coming up, you pressed them to his chest and shifted yourself to brace, to start riding his cock. Even in the dark, though your sight adjusted somewhat in the limited light, you could tell that Bubba was watching the outline of you as you rocked your hips and slowly bounced on his cock. You wanted to be the reason that he fell over the edge so you hurried your movements, the sound almost like you were being hit, and you knew your thighs would be red by the end of this, but you both liked the slight sting of it.
Of course he could tell that you were trying to make him cum, but he wanted you to fall alongside him, He dropped his hand clumsily between your legs and angled this thick thumb so that every rock of your hips made you rub your sensitive spot against his thumb "Oh my god, Bubby." You whined and dropped your head just a little "Want it inside?"
"Uh-huh." He gasped almost like he was winded "P..Please."
"You can do it, Bubba. Cum inside me, handsome." Bubba thrust up into you with such urgency that you almost tumbled off his lap but he still flicked his thumb lazily. The knot in your gut tightened and twisted but you didn't get to the edge before Bubba let out a deep rumbling moan and pulled you down against his chest, cuddling you up against him.
His hold was like a vice as he ground his hips against you, like his instinct was to fill you as deeply as he possibly could. He was mumbling softly to himself, incoherent even if you could make out most of it, and nuzzled into your hair as his breaths became more steady. A kiss was pressed to your head as he slowly loosened his grip, stroking one hand over your head and down your spine. His touch started to curve under your body and his fingers found your aching sex, though his hand was pressed awkwardly between you both, and he started to slowly stoke it. You bit back a groan and instead shook your head "It's okay, babe. I don't need to. You can get some….oh fuck, some sleep." The noise that he let out almost sounded offended and he worked his fingers faster, coating them in a mix of lube and cum that was leaking out of your hole in order to make the touch slicker.
As he worked you over, his cock started to soften inside you, still twitching ever so often as you absently tightened around him and caused an overstimulated whimper, but he didn't let up or pull out. He wanted you to cum on his cock; he'd have preferred it before he reached his own end but he wasn't about to give up. Your eyes slid closed in the darkness and you relaxed against Bubba again as your mouth dropped open in a breathless noiseless moan, unable to control yourself as you rutted into his hand without a thought. All words left your throat, all noise, and you instead coiled your fingers into Bubba's hair and tugged as he let you fuck yourself stupid.
Your toes curled and your legs tightened around Bubba's, hips thrusting more pointedly and stuttering, breath catching in your chest, as your orgasm crested and took over your body. The grip you had in Bubba's hair turned almost painful but he pushed into it rather than flinched, happy to take any sensation you were willing to give him, even the overstimulating way your insides were clenching over his soft cock like you were begging him to harden again.
Bubba cooed at you as you cuddled up to him and caught yourself, nuzzling into him and finally letting out whining breaths.
Even though you were still sticky with drying sweat, with him still seated inside you and keeping most of the mess inside, a strange feeling between your thighs, the exertion of your intimacy and the exhaustion of the day caught up to you and you found yourself falling asleep with Bubba's arms around your body, his low tones in your ear, and your bodies near indistinguishable.
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I know it's been a while
I moved house, my cat died, I've been still helping out at my mum's house, expenses have been weird and my stress levels have been through the roof but weed is not legal here so I can't use it to chill out the way I desperately need it to so my energy drink intake has been a little bigger than before.
However
I am on the final draft of a request! Specifically Bubba Sawyer x Transmasc Reader smut. It took a second because I have never written specifically Transmasc reader in order to post it and while I am Genderweird I wanted to do this as well as I could. (I have written trans male and transmasc character smut but not posted it before)
I do have two versions of it. One with non-specific terms for the Reader Character's genitals, and one with the terms I personally use for myself, but will only post the non-specific unless other people want the other.
I am still working on requests, going chronologically, but I have been hit by writer's block and am currently struggling to write more than 100 words.
Everything is still in progress, but the progress is slow and I am very sorry for that. I will also be rewatching some of the horror movies so that i can get back into the vibe of them
Hello! Can I please request a Yautja x reader fic if you’re willing to write for that character.
If you’re willing, I have an nsfw request with a very soft dominant Yautja x submissive/shy reader where he tells them not to come until he says so but it feels so good that the reader can’t help it and comes on accident. Reader is really flustered and apologizes a lot bc they want to be good for their mate. He just laughs and teases them before letting them know it’s okay. And the Yautja is proud of himself for making his little mate feel so good😳🥴 I will literally owe you my life if you write this ahhh
Argh, I forgot to reply to this! I don't know if you saw but I did post this a while back
18+
Summary: After two weeks off ship, hunting, your mate is back and wants to show you how much he's missed you
Word Count: 3,426
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