daisuke canonically cranks his hog from dusk to dawn . i think he knows what sex is guys. i think he even desires it. he wants to FUCK and HAVE SEX as an ADULT MAN
Ik this might be a lil weird but do you think you could please do something about Curlys big butt😏. Sorry if this was weird and random😭.
Curly's Massive Gyatt Headcanons
A/N: It's not weird at all nonnie! We're all freaks here lol. And Curly is so so adorable! Time to feed the Curly lovers. Also song in mind was Hardcore Anal Banging by Ayesha Erotica. ONLY PRE-CRASH!
WARNINGS: nsfw part at end, anal, strap-on, f!reader
SFW
♡ Curly absolutely loves it when y'all are cuddling and you just touch his ass
♡ Like just image you two are laying on the couch/bed and you gently sneak your hands there
♡ He just loves affection towards his ample areas
♡ He'll get all blushy anytime you say his ass is nice in a non-sexual way
♡ Then cue him getting all embarrassed about it
♡ I love this man
NSFW
♡︎ This man probably never tried anal before.
♡︎ Then he found out you wanted to try it out
♡︎ Pretty pink strap on inside his pretty little hole (he now loves it when you peg him)
♡︎He doesn't care for anal beads that much but he'll try them at least once
♡︎ Also, he love love love loves it when you squeeze his ass while he's pounding into you <3
A/N: I love writing sick bastards there so fun to write. Might write a part 2 of nsfw is I'm not tired as balls
WARNINGS: jimmy being jimmy, noncon, attempted suicide, reader is female but no pronouns are used/can be interpreted as male or gn
“(Name), where the fuck are you?!” Jimmy shouted, searching through your room. He didn't want to disturb anyone else right now. He wanted, no, needed you. There was no want, only need for him.
Soon enough, he found you hiding in the restroom. Blood trailed down your face. You were trying to kill yourself by smashing your face against the sink.
“Leave me alone Jim!”
Your words were practically meaningless as he barged into the room with you. He had kept harassing you, but now it had gone too far. As he touched your thigh with his dirty palm, you noticed how his face looked. He stared at you with a needy look.
“Doll…c’mere. You know you want this.”
Even though it may have been true, you were in immense pain from your attempt of suicide.
“Jimmy please…let me clean up.”
“Fine.”
You couldn't believe he was actually letting you not hurt too much. He wasn't patient either. After you cleaned up, he was pushing you slightly once your time finally runned out.
You tried to escape, but Jimmy wasn't having that. He expected his doll to be good for him. Shaking and scared, you ran to the bed.
“Don't be nervous. I've got you doll…”
His words rang through your head like a siren's song. You tried to steady your movements but alas failed. His grip on you started to sting. It was to be expected you would have bruises where he hurt you. He was going to hurt you no matter what. No matter if he said he'll be gentle. He wasn't. He was a liar. Your liar. You couldn't stop loving him. Even if he was terrible to you.
