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What would be the creeps reaction to a S/O that bakes them cute love themed sweets on valentine's day?? ^^
I made it a bit more broad for baking/sweets! I used frosting/icing pretty interchangeably. I apologize to all.
Tim - Ecstatic! Although he has preferences for unsweetened things (like dark chocolate and black coffee), he does indulge in sweets from time to time. There's a soft interior under that grumbly man. Pumpkin muffins with cream cheese filling is enough to coax it out on one of his bad days. On his good days, he's in the kitchen with you. Although, he probably gets frustrated when he doesn't have the right tension on the piping back and buttercreme shoots out the top. Brian - I have headcannoned before that Brian is a home chef. I believe this extends to breadmaking, but I lean against him being much of a baker. So in a sense, you two balance each other very nicely. Likes organizing your meals together. He'll handle dinner, but you're gonna make desert. Toby - You? You made Valentine's treats for him? He's overjoyed that you thought of him, but doesn't want to be left out next time. Wants Valentine's themed sweets every time - hearts in pinks and reds. Jeff - He's tough to crack. Of course you would bake some sweets for him. He didn't expect otherwise. And although he acts completely unbothered and unsurprised, he'd been in quite a mood if you didn't make him anything. I envision him to be the type of person who always made handmade gifts for his family on holidays and birthdays. He's never quite gotten something like that in return. EJ - Doesn't eat sweets and can't see them, but he does enjoy the smell. He might sneak a lick of frosting here and there, just to check, but he's always right. Yup. Still doesn't like it. Appreciates the gesture, but kindly suggests something different if you want him to eat it. Liu - Adores your sweets. Quite a fan of simpler and healthier recipes with tons of inclusions. Begs you to learn to make scones if you don't already know - he'll eat them anyway. Cranberries, raisins, jammy swirls are his cup of tea. Helen - A bit worrisome over sickly sweet pastries. He's scared of cavities; much prefers the sweetness between your thighs. But the art you put in? Forever amazed how a pastry chef or even someone who makes handmade candies finds an art in that medium. He might not eat it often, but loves seeing you ice a cake. Bonus points for hyperrealism or sugar cookie icing art.
Scents!!!
Just a short thing because I'm a bit discouraged at writing and just need to put something out in the world. I've already kind of done something similar before as the creeps as aesthetics, but I cannot be bothered and I'm a very scent focused person. Tim - heavy on the cig smell. The kind of person that you can smell as soon as they enter the room. Tobacco and cologne (aftershave maybe?). The fragrance would be very fresh scented too. Think spring fragrances. Linen, rain - that sort of shit. Brian - my body says leather and gun oil, but really he smells like cologne and aftershave. I think he wears a signature scent - the same cologne everyday for ten years sort of thing. It's a pleasant, clean smell, but clearly artificial fragranced - not something you'd imagine him to naturally smell like. I'm thinking oranges and vanilla. EJ - smells so sterile, you can almost taste it. Like when you walk into a hospital and the scent of sanitizer is so ungodly strong. Or (if ykyk) the taste of an IV drip when you're given anesthesia for a procedure. Like all of the creeps, I feel like he wouldn't smell very nicely, but if we are talking about a more domesticated Jack, I think he would choose a very strong and masculine fragrance. Eucalyptus, snake grass, cedar. Jeff - Musty. Not using a particular fragrance here. I think he smells like body odor in a good way. Someone who has been outside for too long and just smells so unadulterated. Toby - similar to Jeff, he has a summer scent to him. Smells like summer heat and all the foliage that is out in full bloom. And the woods. Smells like whatever he ate for breakfast. Liu - Creosote bush. Versace Eros. Enough said.
Hi just wanted you to know I love your writing so much <3 Never fails to make me happy
Awww I really appreciate that! I'm sorry I've been so offline lately. I miss writing fics and one-shots, but I'm currently working two jobs and being an adult is kind of kicking my ass right now :(((( Buuuttttt, I've been in a bit of a mood. Gonna work on some WIPs and see where I get today.
I love your works sm I wish there was fics of your fics
Awwww thank you anon :3
You know. You can write fics of our fics. One of my mutuals literally has written fics of the fic.
certified mega freak fan
Was re-reading that one knife play one-shot of Brian, that part where he tells us to make less noise unless we want Toby and Tim to see it- GODDDD my exhibitionist side was SCREAMING like open that damn door right now!!! I'll give them the show of their lives!!!! (Picture my brain screaming "please I'm a star!!" just like in that one viral Pearl scene)
I'M MARRIED!!
Hear me out Bloody Painter gets jealous and shows reader who they belong to👀
I'm sorry I kind of suck at ideas this is just what I'm thinking
Ooomph, no I quite like this one though. Don't come into my ask box apologizing for Helen asks. Helen is always welcome. Divider cafekitsune.
Let Me Get What I Want | Helen x afab!reader | 896 words
one-shot masterlist | mdni | cw: scarification as a display of devotion, knifeplay, obvious heavy trigger warning for anyone who struggles with self-harm, sadomasochism, minor body worship, he/him pronouns for Helen this time, not super nsfw simply because I don't see Helen as much of a jealous/hate-fuck type of person. I'd been trying for a few weeks but I just wasn't sure where to take it sexually!
Helen sighed. It was a strange sound to fall past his lips - something he'd only hear perhaps when in the throes of pleasure - but today, Helen sighed just from the thought of you. It wasn't like craving you was bizarre, far from it. Helen thought about you all of the time. Hour after hour, day by day, months on months, you plagued Helen's thoughts. He couldn't help but think what a sweet, little plague you were - working your way in and taking him over. You consumed him.
So today, just like most days, Helen cleaned the hairs of his paintbrushes by the workroom sink, the colors bleeding out into a muddy brown mess. As he worked the bristles against the cloth towel, he envisioned the appearance of your flesh. He thought about your hair follicles and the pores on your skin. Helen thought, was it really possible to adore someone so much - right down to the cracks on their heels and the blemishes on their cheeks? Why did that have to be such an unwelcome concept?
Under Helen's firm touch, the paintbrush frayed and shed strands of horsehair. His pale and slender hands paused in place.
No, it was far more than a sigh. Helen was terribly jealous. The paintbrush fell from his hand with a clank. Twisting his torso, he glanced back at his recent portrait. There was a fiery warmth in Helen's face as he looked at it. You were such a radiant thing. The fact that you hadn't sent so much as a glance his way this evening was maddening.
He was now staring down the painting, observing the contours of your body and the light bruise he'd put on your breast, simply a smear of pigment. He needed assurance - reassurance that you were his. So later that night, he prophesized an idea.
"Are you familiar with scarification?" he'd ask randomly, suddenly as you lazed against the couch - draped against it like a Greek statue. Whether you knew of it or not wasn't exactly of importance. Rather, all Helen cared about was whether or not you agreed.
"Etching, branding, scaring," they continued, "that sort of thing. It's beautiful, isn't it?"
You thought about it deeply - for the first time in perhaps, ever. Scarification.
He added, "Do you think, maybe, I could do that to you. Etch my art into your skin."
"I'd have to think about it." you'd respond. Scarification, like a tattoo, but a different flavor of commitment. If the scaring took well, it'd be a part of you forever. You had no doubt that whatever Helen had in store would be exquisite, but it still was a lot to take in.
Helen wouldn't bring it up for another few weeks at least, letting it fester and stew in your mind as you went about your work and daily tasks. It nagged in the back of your mind for quite a while. You asked Helen for a mockup.
"Could I just see what you were thinking?" you'd ask, imagining the stencils tattoo artists would place upon their clients. Maybe - if you just saw what he had in mind - it'd be easier to agree. So that evening, as you laid spread over the mattress, Helen free-handed over your hip, penciling in intricate designs around the curves of your body in washable marker. After he'd finished, you stood in front of the full-length mirror in your bedroom with an intent curiosity.
"It looks... beautiful."
Even through simple lines, Helen's artistry shined through. They'd captured everything about you, the shapes complimenting your body wonderfully at the same time - trailing from your side, down the swell of your hip and stopping just above your knee.
"I'd be honored if you accepted." he added. His excitement was evident in the subtle shifting of his feet, his hands subconsciously smoothing out the fabric of his button-up.
When the moment finally came, you laid against the table awkwardly, feeling a bit more uncomfortable than usual. Once more, Helen had stenciled a design into your skin - this time with a more permanent marker.
"It's okay if you want a break. Just tell me." Helen said, pulling a sharp exacto-knife from a rolling cart. You took in a deep breath as you anticipated the pain. You'd already taken some pain meds, just to ease your mind, but you knew it'd still hurt tremendously. That initial breath turned shaky as the blade made contact with your skin. It was a sharp, biting pain - but it wasn't anything you hadn't felt before with Helen. There were already quite a few scars on your back. You let Helen take his time as he carved out chunks of skin to make the most beautiful mural.
"Does it hurt, dove?" the words came soft - a loving message of reassurance. You nodded your head. It did.
"It's almost finished, my love. Don't worry." he added, pushing the blade just over your hip bone.
He took great care of it once he'd finished - cleaning the wounds, bandaging it well, and placing sweet, gentle kisses over your body. He was ecstatic. It was taking quite a while to heal, but he was psyched to paint you with the new addition. You were his muse - the thing he'd loved to paint and draw the most, and now you'd carry his art on your skin for the rest of your life.
Lecher Bitch | Jane/Reader/Natalie | 1k words
Divider can be found here. Just a short and sweet drabble about a dream I had. It isn't much, but I think the quality is adequate and I'm willing to expand on the mindfuckery aspect in the furture.
one-shot masterlist | mdni | cw: lesbians with a daddy kink, threesome, hairpulling, dirty talk, mirror sex, Quebecois.
I should make it very clear that I do not speak Canadian French. I simply copy and pasted the phrase Natalie says. According to Wikipedia, it roughly translates to "Jesus christ, there is no way you can be this stupid" - or something like that.
Your breath hitched as Natalie thrust into you. You were dizzy, sandwiched between two hot women, and rutting dumbly. A whine fell past your lips as Nat's hips pushed into yours, a domino effect that sent Jane's bumping against the bathroom counter. Nat mumbled something illegible in French, her pronunciation raspy and slurred.
Proxies with the reader begging them to breed her mid sex pleasee, like she has a breeding kink but never told them and the words just came out without thinking >w<
I'm gonna do short ones because I'm experiencing horny shame, but as a compromise, I'll throw in a lot more characters. Divider here.
im back.. now that im not sleep deprived, lowkey hope you're doing well. actively checking your pages for updates, very excited about that. anyways.. my question: when do you think the next time you'll update is? i have a very unhealthy obsession with creepypastas and its making me tweak out cause there so little of good solid content.. idk you're a good creator is what im tryna say
I don't have a solid ETA on an update currently. I'm working on a bunch of small WIPs (as well as the next chapter) right now to just keep myself consistent. I'm hoping I can get a chapter out sometime soon - I've just had a lot going on unfortunately. I'm also in a "waning/waxing" phase with creepypasta at the moment. I'm not giving up on the fandom by any means - I've just been a bit obsessed with JJK, Aot, and some other things. I've been a bit hyper-fixated on those and it's so damn hard to get myself into the "mood" since Creepypasta is just so dark lol.
I really appreciate the compliments though. It does really help to know that people are interested in my work and enjoy it. I'm trying to figure out where I'm going next in the fic as well I actually have no clue how it's going to end! Anyway, I have some anon requests I'm currently working on that hopefully will be posted sometime soon and I'm also trying to finish the last chapter of my two-shot if you like The Price of Flesh - so keep an eye out for those <3.
GHejwjuwhIHwv im surviving off of scraps here and im loving it. keep me scrambling for that sweet, sweet hc sheet, ao3, or just in general nyehehh 😈🎀... this is so swag of you..
(i sound weird asf. i was gunna write more but..nvm.. 😟)
(u ate that tho my little thugalicious writer keep it up)
thank you for thinking I am thugalicious anon. I hope someday, there will be a bountiful harvest.
HC's for the creeps aftercare after a rough night with their SO?
A rough night or a rough night? ;) Let's do both. Please keep sending stuff to my inbox I'm obsessed. For context, the sfw ones still apply in the nsfw context lol. I wanted the sfw ones to apply even in the context of just going through some tough shit.
Tim
sfw:
Makes you breakfast the next day - let's you pick. Or gets something for you if you prefer something from a cafe/restaurant/fast food chain.
You want a sausage egg McMuffin and breakfast ends in three minutes? He's gonna find a way to get you that sandwich.
He really believes in food as comfort and love, so whatever you prefer he wants to make happen.
the thought of subby tim/reader with brian voyeur will be eating away in my brain ouuuhghhg !!!
Me too, anon. Me too. Dom tim with sub reader and voyeur brian is great, but sub tim/reader with voyeur brian is so ummmmpf--
Three's a Crowd | Brian/Reader/Tim | 2.1k words
Divider can be found here. just a small oneshot featuring Brian with two subs.
one-shot masterlist | mdni | cw: first time anal, orgasm control, dirty talk, dry humping
“Well, aren’t you special?” Brian’s voice drawled out with a satisfied hum. He was more than amused. Startled, you and Tim pulled off of each other, saliva still stringing your lips together and your fingers still tangled in Tim's hair. It was horrifying, as if your parent had walked in and caught you doing something nasty.
“Both of my subs getting up to no good - and you didn’t even offer to let me watch?” he lilted with mock upset.
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this is so funny because I was going to tag both of you but I got embarrassed. Your comments have kept me fed.
Three's a Crowd | Brian/Reader/Tim | 2.1k words
Divider can be found here. just a small oneshot featuring Brian with two subs.
one-shot masterlist | mdni | cw: first time anal, orgasm control, dirty talk, dry humping
“Well, aren’t you special?” Brian’s voice drawled out with a satisfied hum. He was more than amused. Startled, you and Tim pulled off of each other, saliva still stringing your lips together and your fingers still tangled in Tim's hair. It was horrifying, as if your parent had walked in and caught you doing something nasty.
“Both of my subs getting up to no good - and you didn’t even offer to let me watch?” he lilted with mock upset.
Just finished reading through!!!! We have a full chapter written that just needs some changes then we should be good.
Also, do any of you guys have any fun headcanons or interactions you’d like to see in the mansion? Theres so many people and possible interactions I wanna hear which ones you guys are most interested it :3
If anyone has any ideas please share dont be shy I'm bored :))))))))