Since my fandoms seem to be lacking in x m! or gn! reader fics. fine, I'll do it myself. cause the trans gays and theys are starving we're starving I tell you.
No full blown nsfw at the moment I am not comfortable if this changes this post will be updated accordingly. Slightly spicy is as far as I'll go. If y'all wanna suggest nsfw that's fine, I've had a few not so safe ideas recently.
Absolutely no rape/noncon. Personally can't write that with traumas of mine. (But coercion is fine for some reason?)
Dark is perfectly okay though! I can write just about any dark thing you can think of as long as it doesn't violate boundaries listed in rule 2.
Constructive criticism/suggestions are perfectly okay and welcomed please no rude comments
No bigotry towards each other or me. Can be written for angst fics or purposes but must remain in the realm of fiction
Angst, fluff, possessiveness, clinginess, yandere behaviors, found family, younger reader ect. are all things I'm willing to write. Essentially everything except for rule 2
Incest shippers dni.
Offenderman supporters/defenders dni
Proshippers dni
Transphobic, homophobic, or overall bigots dni (obviously)
xFemale! Readers dni, minus she/theys because nonbinary people should have access to nonbinary works should they want them, nothing against you but you have plenty to read for you in these fandoms elsewhere
Suggestions are welcomed for any fandoms you'd like to suggest and I'll do my best to properly research the media if I'm unaware of it before making content
This is all for fun and self-indulgent purposes let's work hard to keep things lighthearted and fun this way!
âą Again he can't see very well, so chances are it'll take him a couple of meal times to realize that you aren't eating nearly enough.
âąHe'll ask you why you aren't eating, if he's making you food you don't like. If you tell him it's not that and give him some excuse he'll probably let it slide. Unless you tell him you don't feel good because he will give you a full checkup.
âą He'll most definitely have a list of your favorite foods and start offering them to you further trying to figure out if he's just been offering you things you didn't like.
âą if you refuse those as well giving him the same response he will let it slide for another day before he asks you again why you aren't eating before telling you, you have to eat something. Bringing you some of your favorite food and sitting with you for however long it takes for you to finish it.
âą If you decide to straight up tell him why you aren't eating is because your body image is poor he'll probably feel incredibly guilty for not picking up on it.
âą He knows you. All of your habits, good and bad. All of your favorites and least favorites. He knows you. He had been working so hard to make sure you were well taken care of and physically well that he didn't pick up on the emotional shift and he feels awful because he prides himself in being your mate.
âą He'll tell you that he adores you everything about you, your body included. He'll start telling you things he loves about you that includes your body seemingly randomly. But it's really just whenever he thinks it to himself he starts saying it out loud.
âąMakes you repeat body positive mantras with him until it's like second nature to you to repeat them to yourself whenever you feel bad about yourself. If he notices he'll scoop you up with a strange growl like purr and nuzzles against you. Praising you for remembering and using them.
Ben Drowned
âą honestly he probably triggered the episode accidentally by pinching your sides one too many times as he sidles up next to you wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.
âą He did it because he likes the way you lean further against him and hide your face in his shoulder as you shout out in surprise and giggle. It makes him feel like you trust him because you don't pull away but push yourself closer. But you took it as a ridicule about your body so you started hiding your sides with baggier clothes and eating less and less.
âą Bro doesn't understand why you stopped eating with him but assumed you were still eating when you weren't with him and had a weird surge of protective anger when he found out that wasn't the case. Like he shouts something indistinguishable and then glitches away coming back with a pile of your favorite snacks and drinks.
âą If you try to refuse him he'll just keep following you with said snacks until you take one his mood slowly very rapidly becoming unstable as he does so.
âąAnd gives you an odd look until you take a couple and start eating, which is when he'll pull you into his lap and nuzzles into your neck. Leaving small kisses wherever he can reach.
âąVery possibly stealing a couple of your snacks. Or helping you finish portions as you rebuild back to a healthy appetite.
âąIf you start calculating the food he will force you to eat them from a different container and hijack your phone should you try and look up the calories.
âą He's also the type to hack delivery you food that he 'bought' for you because he knows your orders by heart and pout and be pissy if you don't accept it and eat with him.
âąIf he asks you why you did this and you tell him he triggered the episode he'll start explaining why he does that and every time afterwards he'll say something along the lines of "What a cute soft little belly/body. Happy and taken care of."
âąSometimes he phrases it as a question as a check-in.
âąHe tries to make you look forward to mealtimes as much as he possibly can and tries his best to sneak in snack times.
âąThe type to angrily scribble out the back of packages
Laughing Jack
âąTells you that not accepting food is ungrateful and rude after the first few initial refusals.
âąIf it's a new development he'll look at you with enough concern to drown three of you.
âąPuppy dog eyes, the works, as he'll silently plead with you to tell him what's wrong/eat
âą Will start offering you food from his plates and hands or try to trick you into eating in one way or another.
âą If he hears your stomach so much as grumble you are eating he will make you by continuing to present it to you in increasingly desperate and silly ways until you are laughing so hard you take it so sad clown music stops playing.
âą Alternatively spoiling you rotten when you do eat again. Think confetti, a parade, sweet treats galore.
âą if you stare at the back of given treats and snacks for too long he'll snap and the backs will only have silly drawings compliments and jokes on them. He will then continue that pattern for legitimately forever.
Jeff the Killer
âą"The only 'fat' part of you is that sweet ass you should sit back down and eat."
âąScribbles out basically all of the back of anything that has anything calorie related on it.
âą Or better yet you've lost the ability to packaging and serving yourself food he's doing it for you.
âąOr simply starts force feeding you.
âą You'll probably get away with a couple meals nothing said
âą But by dinner time you're getting "Nuh-uh sit your ass down. eat." Treatment.
Homicidal Liu
âą Bold of you to think you'd even be able to start this old habit.
âąLet alone hide it from him, that's cute, real cute but no.
âą How they react is different depending on which alter is fronting at the time.
âą Liu has been using white out on the calories and scan bars of everything since the two of you got together.
âą Instead he's writing sweet messages like you deserve to eat with your favorite pet name on the end or 'Everything about you is perfect.
âąSully does similarly but with blackout backgrounds and neon markers.
âą Difference is his notes are very different. Some borderline threatening like 'I see you' or 'I'm good for you eat me.' or 'don't do that, just eat.'
âąOthers spicier, listing every inch of your body he likes, and other details that are entirely inappropriate for meal and snack times.
âąTo the point where Liu, albeit agreeing, blushes and covers it while he cooks for you, which they both do insist on doing for all your meals.
âąThey both spent a lot of time (Sully more than Liu) learning how to cook to your liking. All of your favorites and to the exact flavor profile you like.
âąSo your boyfriend is also your personal chef and makes everything 10x better than you ever could and he checks to make sure you ate what he prepared if for whatever reason he can't be there with you for a mealtime
âą They both also spend a lot of time touching you. You're waist, rubbing your sides, kissing your stomach. Lots of little physical affection to remind you that he thinks you're perfect.
Ticci-Toby
âą Notices immediately, says "No." And places the plate back in front of you before sitting back down in his seat and staring you down.
âą One of his scrambled thoughts is often about you not doing well in all ways and he refuses to let it come true.
âąHe'll tell you he loves you as you take another bite and asks you to take better care of yourself. Only because he knows his head's a wreck most of the time and you are a need not a want so he needs you to be okay.
âą "I love you more than anything you're the most amazing attractive person I've ever seen, please eat."
âą He would start spending a lot more time touching you. You're waist, rubbing your sides, kissing your stomach. Lots of little physical affection to remind you that he thinks you're perfect.
âą Which can be overwhelming because he already always has his hand on you while nearby.
âą Bold of you to assume he'd let there be calories in this house. He is too worried about you not eating or eating too little.
âą From now on everything is conveniently in baggies and/or boxless. Even when you look in the in the pantry.
âą If you have allergies he has them written down and circled with DO NOT GIVE DARLING THEY'LL DIE written as the list's name and he is choosing for you.
âą You no longer are allowed grocery trips you just let him know what you're hankering and he gets it, writes it down with you so he doesn't forget.
Tim/Masky
âą You don't get the chance to even try. Everything is put away in nice containers and boxes bagged to be tossed out day of.
âą You don't even get the chance to look. Not even a peek.
âą He spends a lot of time touching you. You're waist, rubbing your sides, kissing your stomach. Lots of little physical affection to remind you that he thinks you're perfect.
âą He also prepares your meals much like Liu and spends meal times with you when he can but as Slender's right hand man sometimes he can't.
âą Cameras are all over the house so he knows if you don't eat.
âąHe will find out and you will eat.
âą You can't lie to him and if you still decide not to eat and to lie after his texts and call asking what you ate and reminding you to eat.
âą Things like, 'Hey baby, I love you please remember to eat today.' 'Hey I noticed you haven't eaten yet today still darling are you feeling okay?' 'Baby I know you're in a mood but you need to eat.' 'Hello? Don't ignore me, have you eaten?' 'Don't make me come home darling' to 'I'll be home in 5' really fast.
âą Lack of answers or lying after so many chances to come clean and talk to him? There will be consequences. Big ones.
âąHe will come home make you a meal sit and talk to you coaxing you until you eat and then afterwards he's reminding you who's in charge.
âą Like some of the others you might be able to convince him you aren't feeling well but he will still tell you you need to try and eat bringing you some toast and crackers throughout the day with Gatorade and 7up.
âą And if you aren't actually sick there again will be consequences.
Brian/Hoodie
âą If the two of you are out in public he will just stare at you until you start eating. Before joining you by eating his own meal.
âą If the two of you are alone he will just stare at you until you start eating and watch you eat the whole meal before eating his own.
âą In short he likes watching you eat. It makes him feel good and like he's properly taking care of you.
âą So if you stop eating properly he starts freaking out only escalating with each cut/missed meal.
âą At first if you ate a meal and a snack and weren't hungry by the second meal time he'd understand, or if you simply said you weren't feeling good or not hungry. He'd let it go once. Maybe twice if he's sure you're being honest.
âą But if he finds out your trying to slip back into that bad habit he loses it.
âąLike Masky everything is neatly put away in containers. His are just the pastel versions of your favorite colors.
âą Boxes tossed day of. And he's be confused on how you could even try with how much he's always trying to show you how he adores you.
âą Also cooks for you and even feeds you himself whenever you'll let him in private.
âą Also gives you so many chances to come clean and talk to him about it. Asking you what's wrong and why aren't you eating all day.
âąIf you say you're sick one too many times he'll also put you on bed rest watching your favorite movie while he brings you easy to digest foods.
âą When he finds out your lying l, because he would you'll be begging for forgiveness and he'll give it to you when you ask kindly enough covering your face and neck and everywhere he can reach with kisses.
Hellooooo! I absolutely love ur writing and I have a suggestion! The creeps (separately) x a transmasc!reader (fluff) that is very worried about how much he passes, and is extremely insecure about it. Eg: frequently worrying (not necessarily verbally, but you can tell) about if he looks masculine enough, always wearing baggy clothes to hide curves, trying not to talk too much because of vocal dysphoria, and overall just sometimes breaking down because he feels really dysphoric? If you want to, maybe how the creeps would react/comfort reader, etc. the trans boy on his period x creeps had me crying cause it was so cute so I just thought this would be a cool suggestion! Hope u can write it, donât push yourself if not! (â§âĄâŠ)
Hello! As a transmasc who tends not to pass very well no matter how hard I try. And I try. Who's Also been feeling dysphoric af recently and constantly worrying about if I'm passing, absolutely!! Also thank you so much, I was feeling so soft when I wrote that and it makes me happy that you found it cute/comforting! I hope I do justice for your suggestion!! :)
!CW! Dysphoria, mentions of/implied murder of those who wronged reader, implied misgendering leading to dysphoria
Creepypastas x Transmasc!Reader Dysphoria comfort (fluff)
Eyeless Jack
âąHe's Blind but he's by no means oblivious he knows when something's wrong.
âąHe notices the way you've been pulling away if his hands wander while cuddling. The amount of layers on your body and how you tapper off your sentences after a spike in your heart rate indicating your discomfort and disdain.
âą Not to mention the walls are thin so whether your taking your breakdowns to the bathroom or crying in your bed when you don't think he's home or he's in another room he's picked up on it.
âą In fact chances are he tried to confront you the first time you broke down. Gently knocking on the door and asking to come in.
âą if you didn't let him in the first few times he'd give you some space but if you still were being distant and not letting him in it's three strikes your out, he will find a way into whatever corner you try to hide in.
âą However he finds you once he finds you he'll scoop you into his lap and ask you to tell him what's wrong and whether you mutter out your struggling with dysphoria or have an AI say it for you he'll kiss the top of your head.
âą "Such a brave boy for telling me, I assure you that no one here views you in any other way than male." He'd chirp into your neck in an attempt to help reassure you.
âą Holding you for as long as you need to calm down and feel safe again during your breakdowns. Treating you to a movie night with your favorite food, drink and snacks. Offering you his hoodie and sweatpants both big enough on you to hide all the parts your feeling dysphoric about.
âą He'd make a conscious effort to give you more masculine compliments the next few days and talk to others about you to make sure you were hearing your preferred name and pronouns *often*.
âą If you were binding/taping for too long he'd do his best to lure you out of your binding method of choice and into loose clothes instead.
âą In public spaces he'd refer to you as his boyfriend and maim anyone who dared to misgender you correcting over them before said maiming occurs
âą If you haven't showered in a while, and let's be honest you probably haven't. He'd try to help you either by having you shower in the dark with a candle on the counter so you could see just barely, helping you wash up a bit in the sink, straight up trickery, or any combination of the above.
âą I feel like he's the type to have "dysphoria clothes" set aside for this occasion after the first time it happened.
âąMight force you to move your bed rotting to your shared nest so he can make sure your taking care of yourself and not binding.
Ben Drowned
âą The type not to notice
âą Just to vaguely sense something is off that you aren't speaking and tugging at your shirt, your palms against your thighs and looking into the distance
âą And when he asks what's wrong and when you tell him your dysphoric says 'why your literally a guy' đ€š
âą Its surprisingly convincing and the first time makes you go 'damn you're right. nevermind'
âą Second and third times are a bit less helpful but his heart is in the right place as far as loving you and how he views you.
âą might snatch you into VR where everything matches how it should be if you're 'being weird' definitely will if he catches you during a melt down.
âą since his mindset on your gender is so fixed sometimes it might feel like you need a little more reassurance but if you ask him and let him know he'll show up for you.
âą Mostly by dragging you into his digital hellscape which for you is a very cozy and comfortable place.
âąAlso the type to give you his clothes or any clothes that drown you for dysphoria days.
âąAny mean comments from people irl or online slowly go insane get tortured and die all while your boyfriend snuggles you covered in the blood of those who've wronged you.
âąBasically his approach to this all is just he sees the problem he fixes it. He's direct like that.
âąYou're his man and that's really all there is to it in his mind.
Laughing Jack
âą It's once again fashion show time. He will get you into whatever will make you feel the most like yourself the quickest.
âąSuits and ties, ringmaster decor, hoodies, gym shorts and sweats, he has them all.
âąAnd of course no outfit is complete without a smile so he will be drowning you in kisses and compliments until you pop a smile and laugh for him.
âą He will up the flair and the compliments. Using your name and gendered compliments woven in so naturally you forget you were feeling dysphoric to begin with.
âąAlso the type to think laughter and fun is the best medicine. So he amps up activities and tries to distract you back into having fun and being happy with him.
âą It normally works great and he prides himself in being good to you his perfect grateful man.
âą If it doesn't work though and it keeps coming back than he shifts gears he takes you somewhere nice and quiet draws you a bath with crazy bubbles and foam that you can't see your body.
âą He finds you one of his hoodies. Big and boxy and goes to your knees and some similar boxers that don't hug or enunciate anything for afterwards.
âąHe'll pop some popcorn and gather all your favorite snacks, drinks, and treats. And in a cozy but quiet tent with pillows and blankets he'll snuggle you close with snacks and watch your favorite movies and shows together until the rest fades away.
Homicidal Liu
âą You don't have to say a single word. He knows.
âąIf you're in public he'll take your hand in his and squeeze gently to let you know he's here and he compliments you.
âą "My handsome man, I'm so lucky to have you sweet boy."
âąAsks you if you need comfort, a change of clothes, or a distraction and follows a mental check list for each scenario.
âą It's like a flow chart in his mind and it always makes sure you get what you need.
âą If you're in private the question and compliments stays the same but he's pulling you close and peppering all over your face and neck with kisses.
âą Drawing you a warm bubble bath with all the fixings you like and that will help you with the problem of seeing your body
âą Getting you the clothes that make you feel masculine and comfortable ready for afterwards
âą Having your favorite food delivered while you do a date night in and letting you know that you're the best man he has ever known and the best partner he could ever want or ask for.
âą If Sully is fronting the interactions are very similar just done slightly more aggressively.
âą Think Picking you up to take you to the bath. Throwing you over his shoulders to take you to eat food all while telling you "stupid sweet boy, you're my man, nothing else."
Jeff the killer
âą "why your literally a guy" đ€š pt 2 electric boogalooo
âą Again it works wonders the first time but afterwards it doesn't work the same.
âą But unlike Ben, because of how you reacting positively to him strokes his ego he notices that you pull away quiet and pulling at clothing with a frown on your face and kicks into high gear.
âą The "Come on boy show me your teeth" type.
âą If you're dysphoric he'll fight you to prove that you take and give hits like a man.
âą The "I don't care what's in your pants or under your shirt you take me and life like a man." type.
âą He's taking you to the gym and working out together.
âą Sparring and fighting and exercising until you're sweaty and gross and smell in his words "like a man".
âą If it's really bothering you and after all his usual efforts fail he'll toss you his hoodie from wherever you're sulking and come sit next to you after you put it on.
âą As he sits next to you he'd pull you close and kiss your forehead.
âą "You're a man to me and anyone who even thinks otherwise will go to sleep."
Ticci Toby
âą "Dysphoric? Why?"
âą "What are you even talking about? Oh! Oh my love I'm so sorry..."
âą Honestly most likely asked because he forgot you were trans.
âą He's the type to get surprised at the reminders that you have an afab body and are trans. In his head you always have been and always be just you.
âą He'll hug and cuddle you close to his chest no matter in public or private as he tells you he's sorry both for forgetting and that you've been feeling like that.
âą He'll tell you how to him you're the most perfect man to have ever existed and how he's honored to be yours and to call you his.
âą Unfortunately if someone else is causing your dysphoria I don't think he would notice unless you told him because his mind was mostly swirling around thoughts of you whenever you're beside him.
âą But if you told him he'd take care of them while you sleep peacefully after he's thoroughly calmed and comforted you.
âą He's the type to give you his jacket the second you mentioned the dysphoria, forget why he gave it to you, thinks you're cold and wraps his arms around you telling you that you're so cute and he loves you.
âą "My boy!!!" Upon seeing you on the couch or even after a while of sitting in silence together cause he previously was in a bit of a rut.
âą Poster man of he's a little confused but his heart's in the right place.
âą Very frequently is gender affirming on accident because he genuinely will only ever see you as you are in your entirety.
Tim/Masky
âą Another you don't have to tell him, he knows.
âą He picks up on it while you're still thinking you just feel off and don't know why yet.
âą He's draping his bomber jacket over your shoulders and asking "So where to next pretty boy? Is my man thinking food or cuddles? Maybe a nap?"
âą He has you feeling better before you could even properly name what you were feeling.
âą He has almost all possible triggers of it memorized and does his best to mitigate.
âą And if it was the cause of misgendering insistently from people despite his usage of correct names and pronouns he'll be surprising you with breakfast from your favorite breakfast place all while knowing bodies are in his trunk to be disposed of by dinner.
âą If his careful planning and attentiveness somehow fails he'll take you home and worship you.
âą You'll be taking a bath together, and then you'll wear his clothes and he'll make you dinner while you sit on the counter and he tells you how you're his and he loves you, all of you, and how you were born doesn't mean you aren't the best kindest, goodest, man he's ever met.
âąHe'll cuddle you whispering praise to you until you fall asleep feeling fully assured of just how he sees you.
âą He loves you and spent so very long figuring out how to be your perfect man while still himself and getting you to be his. If you have a problem, he is the solution and you look to him. He doesn't fail.
Brian/Hoodie
âą Also knows before you say anything but as he sees you start to be uncomfortable and feeling off. He's subtly holding onto your pinky and whispering "Aw baby boy, my love. It's okay I'm here, let's head home" in your ear if you're in public.
âąAnd if you're at home, and pending his mood, he's either pulling you into his lap and peppering kisses everywhere he can reach while telling you all the things he adores about you, his darling boy.
âąOr if he's in a mood pinning you under his weight and mumbling about how your perfect and nothing about you is feminine. Not even a little bit, even the parts you think are.
âą And if you need a demonstration he's happy and willing to give you one or a million.
âą Much like Masky he spent a long time manipulating courting you into trusting him and being his. He's not going to let you suffer. Period.
âąHe's doing absolutely everything in his power to make it better. Sticking up for you in public despite his often mute nature if someone is misgendering you and taking care of them if they continue to hurt you.
âą Taking you home and letting you know that he loves you and views you as nothing but the beautiful man he adores. Getting you comfy and cozy while doing some of your favorite things and baking cookies.
âąHe also has a mental checklist and he just goes through it every time anything happens involving you so he can fix the situation and get you back into being his perfect sweet boy as soon as possible and as painlessly as possible.
Masky likes to watch people sleep, you especially, you just seem so honest when you're asleep.
!Cw! Implied breaking and entering, stalking, implied murders of those around you, chloroformed, white knight yandere
~802 words
Maybe Tim shouldn't be watching over you every free night he has as you sleep. You're just the perfect leisurely activity. Maybe he should just kill you and be done with it. You are a distraction after all and he has missions to do, and people adding to his own leisure list like your neighbor across the street that manager that was a little to handsy with you. And the cashier that smiled at you for way too long.
But no, instead he's here watching your chest rise and fall in a steady rhythm. In and out. In and out. You in your peaceful, soft, and gentle dreamspace as he watches you breathe and the face of yours so oftentimes scrunched up in discomfort and unease was now so serene and at peace.
He knew he had that effect on you. That he makes you calm and he can tell because of when you sleep. By how you lean into his hands as he pets your hair and lays beside you. Sometimes even getting to hold you, what a treat. You're so sweet when you're sleeping. Opposed to how you treat him when you're awake. Trembling and fearful even when he's been so kind as to leave gifts and letters on your doorstep. He prefers you when you're honest in your sleepy state all cuddly and sweet.
He prefers when you're against his chest nuzzling closer cause you're cold from the draft he left from your open window. When you cuddle the bear he got you on your way home cause you asked him to make sure you got home safe scared of your 'stalker'. It's your favorite color and the size of your torso. He won it for you at the arcade cause you still deserve to feel normal. Or when you wear the bracelet he got you. Or look out the window he 'fixed' for you. The window that faces your bed. And all the little cameras they have inside. It's so lovely to see you. To watch you. To be getting close to you. You even called him when your coworker friend disappeared and had him spend the night because you were scared it was your stalker when they found the body in the park a few blocks from your house. He stayed on the couch like a complete gentleman and behaved perfectly, even making you breakfast in the morning.
But recently, you have been avoiding him. Avoiding the usual hangout spots, avoiding his gifts, dodging his calls, ignoring his worried texts. All because of one freudian slip, one tiny little detail he wasn't supposed to know yet. One miniscule mistake. You're just such a stubborn, skittish, bright, young thing. You caught on. Fuck. He keeps saying that you'll come back around but it's been a month of giving you relative space and nothing. All while continuing the 'violent stalker' facade in hopes of drawing you back to him and yet nothing. No results. So the nice game is over.
It's a shame too, he doesn't want to traumatize you too much, just enough that you'll be drawn closer and closer. Until you'll live with him. Until you'll stay home where you're safe and his and only his. But this is having the opposite effect and that's where it gets tricky. He needs to figure out a way to escalate and disprove your (correct) theory that it's him who's the culprit and he needs to do it fast. He can't stand not being close to you and he's one you related incident away from just taking what's his and doing things the hard way. He strokes your hair as he thinks.
He huffs saying your name gently under his breath and when you stiffen like a board under his touch he curses. Grabbing you and pinning you against him, pulling out a rag and chloroform and pressing against your nose and mouth. Gently petting your hair and cooing at you to just relax and breathe in for him. Once he's sure you're asleep again he continues to pet your hair and kisses the back of your head.
That was close and if you remember an escalation. Maybe it'll draw you to him. After all he had texted you that he was leaving town for a week yesterday. He has a work trip. He just needed one more night with you as good luck and he doesn't need the full week anyways. He hasn't forgotten about you though in fact he's scheduled 'stalker gifts' and has a stand in 'stalker' to keep an eye on you and report back to him. To keep you safe while he's gone and to prove to you that he's your white knight, your protector, not a tormentor. He just hopes you learn your lesson.
Day 3: Threesome Masky/Tim & Hoodie/Brian x Gn!Reader
!CW! Praise, threesome, oral sex, slight mention of murderous tendencies, obsession, kidnapping if you squint, hair pulling.
~850 words
You had been the mutual obsession of Tim and Brian for months, nearly a year now. You were properly trained and worn in. Obedient and good. Kept safely in a safe house nice and hidden and all for them. All of which was heavily monitored with cameras and locked up right but this had become your new normal, your new home, you were happy-ish. Happy as you could be with two possessive, obsessive, psycho killer boyfriends with a need for you, and a hatred for sharing. But they treated you well, you had absolutely everything you could hope for or want. They brought you your favorite foods, made sure your fridge was always stocked with food you'd like and ingredients for your favorite meals. Sure your room was a bit odd, a mixture of normal and baby-ish and Hoodie infantilitizes you and Masky tried to recreate your previous room so both ideas jumbled together. However the bed was warm and cozy and so was the rest of the room so you don't fuss. They gave you gifts for your favorite hobbies and made sure you had plenty not to get bored but not too much you'd try to leave them, not that you would honestly you liked your set-up and they were more than kind to you. Not a traditional relationship but you're happy and taken care of.Â
So far, at least as far as intimacy goes, they'd prefer to take turns with you rather than to take you together. You are just a delicate little thing and they'd wanted your undivided attention all to themselves, after all they aren't really the sharing type.Â
They have an odd frenemies and rivalry thing between them and it shows as on occasion each one will attempt to âwinâ you over by bringing you various gifts and favorite restaurants and dates. Eventually settling for your appreciation of them both when you thank them both with the same appreciation and use of all gifts. You aren't stupid either you know better than to appear to favor one or the other or not be grateful. They love you so much they'd kill you if you rejected one for the other just so the other couldn't have you. Plus you do genuinely like them both and they treat you so well.Â
However tonight was different. They both showed up with wine and your favorite dinner and nuzzled into your side, whispering words of sin into your ears between bites. Which to you was a sign for conflict as they argue who gets to have you first and who has to wait. Until they started whispering about exactly what they wanted to do to you and your face reddened.
 âWe⊠aren't taking turns tonight, are we?â You ask wide-eyed as you pause eating. Your boyfriends shake their heads.Â
âYes and no we each want to be inside youâŠ.â Tim growls as he gently tugs your hair.Â
âBut neither of us have the patience to wait to have you, little one.â Brian coos against the shell of your ear.
As soon as you swallow your final bite and drink, your body is sandwiched between theirs, as they drown you in kisses and grind themselves against you. You can barely tell who is placing kisses where except for when Tim's tongue piercing is pressed against your lips demanding entrance you allow him when you moan out as Brian leaves love bites at the nape of your neck.Â
Soon you're placed on your hands and knees comfortably on the bed. Tim's caressing your face as Brian caresses your hips.Â
âWe need your consent, sweetness.â Tim rasps into your ear before kissing your forehead.Â
âDo you want us, little one? Can you take us?â Brian adds, pressing himself flush to your warmth.Â
You nod and as soon as a âYesâ escapes your lips Tim kisses your forehead and both men unzip their pants.
More than ready to comply and their arousals stand at full attention. Brian helps you out of your pants and underwear shucking both off in a fluid motion and spreading your thighs further apart. Tim grips your hair directing your gaze to him as you hear the familiar click of a lube bottle as Brian applies a generous amount to himself and begins to prep you. Tim is helping you guide as much of him as you can take in your mouth as you secure your hands around what doesn't while Brian slowly begins to push himself inside you. His first thrust pushing you further onto Tim than you'd normally feel comfortable with, but it felt okay for now. Especially with how he pets your hair and tells you what a good job you're doing. How you're taking him so well. As Brian tells you the same burying himself as close to you as he can get and continuously brushing against all of your sweet spots.
So much so soon you're simply working Tim with your hands as you whine and moan at Brian's grinding and thrusts. Before you know it you're two orgasms in and Tim and Brian paint your face and insides accordingly. They kiss your face, praise you for being oh so good, and taking them oh so well and being perfect as always. Then they switch and go again.
Day Two: Ticci Toby x GN!Reader cumming untouched and kidnapping
!CW! Kidnapping, blindfold dubious consent if you squint, noncon if you squint, cumming in clothes and on a not necessarily willing participant, panic attack
~750 words
You woke up chained to a bed and blindfolded in a place that reeked of mold and cleaning solutions. You attempted to move even a little bit, to remove the blindfold or sit up slightly and the best you can do is lean on your hands slightly, and incredibly uncomfortably. That being said you'd lay back down but you heard the voice of your captor beside you quietly clicking and whistling and a stutter present in his voice as he speaks.
âOh sweetheart you're awake!â Your captor stutters out with clicks and whistles as he cups your face. Tears streaming down it as you stare at the back of the blindfold listening to a voice you don't recognize. âOh shh shh shh don't cry darling~ what a cute expression~â Your captor says letting out a shaking breath as he speaks and you hear a zipper. âI'll treat you better than society did my love you should've known this was coming, I'm historically possessive. You knew it was only a matter of time before I took you forever, I've even joked about it to you~â He continues with a shaky breathy voice and soon a wet sound is also heard with soft grunts as well as the clicks and whistles. Eventually the breathing gets heavy, a gaspy noise is heard, and then his breathing returns to normal. âForgive me darling your just so pretty and perfect I can't help myself I'll be right back ~â
You hear your captor walk away from you and a running source of water and a couple of minutes later he sits back down, this time on your bed. Your heart rate spiked and your entire body filled with dread. He reached up and cups your face again, his hands cold due to him washing them you realized. Soon it clicked that he had previously gotten off at the sight of you tied up and crying, and you started to hyperventilate, questions began spiralling in your mind. What was he going to do to you? Does he want to hurt you? Are you the first one he's brought here or are you one of many âtoysâ he used and broke and discarded? But all that came out was, âAre you going to hurt me?â through hyperventilations and sobs. Soon you couldn't breathe and were sobbing inconsolably.
âOh no, no, no,.baby, shhh, shhh, shhh⊠don't cry! Don't be scared! I would never hurt you, my darling. HeyâŠ.shh I'll remove your blindfold? I'll take it off? Hm? How does that sound?â Your captor coos, softly as he traces your face trying to console you. He pets your hair and strokes your cheeks until your tears and breathing calm down.
He then brings shaky hands to your hair behind where your blindfold is and he plays with your hair for a moment. Enjoying how soft it feels between his fingers. Before he gently unties and removes your blindfold, letting it fall from your face. And when you look up all confused and blinking for your eyes to adjust to the dim lights, but you didn't scream upon seeing him. He shudders and stays above you just looking at you. Upon seeing your teary, red, face and your glossy eyes as he towers above you he shudders and another gaspy breath escapes him as he apologizes into your shoulder profusely. âYou're so pretty I'm so sorry. You're so pretty I'm so sorry. You're so pretty I'm so sorry.â As he shudders into your neck again, and your shorts slowly became sticky as he did so.
In your shock, you stayed silent a moment before you quietly said. âDid you justâŠâ You look down and a shiver shudders down your spine as you try to keep your face relatively neutral.
âMhmm⊠I'm sorry⊠you're just so pretty⊠I'm so sorryâŠâ He says, still shaking, and by the time he stops he sits back on his knees looking at you and taking in the sight of you covered in him. âFuck baby, I'm sorry for the mess I'll, uhm, I'll clean you up okay!â
He gets up and grabs a towel getting it in the sink and then he returns to you. He takes the warm washcloth and cleans up your shorts and the skin beneath them that was dampened. His hand lingering a bit longer than necessary as he squeezes the plush skin of your thighs gently before basically prying himself away from you and the touch of your skin.
Day one: Masturbation and Orgasm control Ben Drowned x GN!Reader
!CW! mild degradation if you squint, praise, toy use, begging, multiple rounds
~ 520 words
Ben sat in a chair just across from you, watching with dark need filled eyes, cock deep in his fists, as you whine and writhe against your favorite toy always about to crest over that hill you've been climbing to release. Your normally reliable, long-lasting, and powerful toy is being surprisingly disobedient. Every time you were close, the setting changed, lower, pulsing, but never higher or where you needed it, or it turned off, or this particular time, it died. You groaned out nearly crying at this point from frustration.
âAw my poor sweet thing~ can't get off?â Ben teases relentlessly a distorted chuckle escapes him, eyes darkened and voice hungry.
You squirm and whine and try to turn it on again but no luck, and just as you're about to give up, say you're done for tonight it turns on again without you touching it. A look of realization crossed your face and Ben laughs darkly again.
âAw what's wrong sweetheart? It's working, why don't you keep going baby?â He teases, his hand continuing up his length.
You whine when it shuts off again right at your sweet spot. âBen please? Please please please let me cum?â you begged and you begged so prettily and desperately made your toy kick on stronger than it ever had.
âClever thing~â He practically purrs as you continue to bring yourself close to climax once again. Hitting all the right places and Ben continues to bring himself closer with you and noticing when your pleasure plateaued, he turns your toy up, again and again to the point where you're positive it can't go higher even if you needed it to, which you did. You knew If it switched right now you'd soar over the edge.
âBen please? I've been good, I've been so so good, I need it please? Please?â You writhe and whine. Pressing your hips into the toy and grinding needily against it as you call out your boyfriend's name, and because you ask so sweetly, he complied.
He turns it higher and adds in the same pulsing he felt in his cock as he fucks his fist following you and when you finally released over your toy he cums right with you.
While you're still sensitive and seeing stars, Ben slips himself inside of you using the by-products of your orgasms as lube. He gently moves inside of you, thrusting in and out just right, making sure you feel nothing but pleasure, and causing you to gasp and moan as you make your way back to reality with him.
âBen!â You moan out as he takes you, and he shushes you gently.
âShhh babydoll it's okay, you did so so good for me baby. So so good.â He says voice shaky as he continues grinding into all your sweet spots. âI think you deserve a little reward don't you? So be my sweet little thing, and let me reward you okay?â He says gently as he pets your hair and kisses your forehead as you nods and sobbed out in pleasure as he helps you over that hill yet again
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I'm choosing 1 or 2 prompts max per day and will map out characters beforehand and try to write ahead a little bit. Or a lottle bit because in technically unemployed currently.
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Kinktober Day 3: Roleplay| Tickling| Pet Play - Brian/Hoodie xGN! Reader
Heyyy sorry I fell behind already I worked late these past two days and didn't have enough free time to write unfortunately ; - ;
But hey better late than never and it's still early enough for me to catch up! I have hope still lmao
Cw: daddy kink, infantilization, pet play, praise kink, corruption kink? If you squint
~1,032 words
Brian adores pretty innocent little things, little pups like you, in your colorful little cage filled with stuffed animals and pillows and blankets. All sweet and soft and well trained. Waiting so sweetly for him to return, relying on him for everything. You're just too innocent, just a little dumb puppy, you can't do anything for yourself. You're both quite happy with the little fantasy the two of you live in. Where he takes care of you and you take care of him. He acts as your master and owner and you as his sweet little pet, and of course at your core you both know that you're human, obviously or half your relationship would be nonexistent, and you can take care of yourself but you let him take care of you because it's nice to be so deeply cared for.
He dresses you and bathes you, brings you food and cuddles. Keeps your toys charged and your cage comfortable when he locks you up for the day while he's away. He grants your every wish and takes care of every need, whether that be needs or âneedsâ. With how he's clinging to you and venting about his day you can tell he'd appreciate a little extra helpings of affection, and like the sweet well trained pet, you'd be happy to provide it as you roll your position to lay on your back with him on top of you and kiss his cheek.
âLover, you weren't listening, were you?â He growls playfully, gently nipping your neck as he tickles your sides, getting you to yelp and giggle, pressing yourself closer instead of pulling away despite the less than ideal course of actions taking place.
âI was! Promise! You had a rough day and and-â You were cut off by your own laughter as he continues to tickle your sides. âStop! not there!â
âWould you prefer I tickle you from the inside, pup?â he'd retort teasingly against your neck. Fingers gently brushing against your sides. Ghosting kisses where he spoke and pressing himself to you slightly more firmly. âHm?â
âmmmaybeee~â Youâd reply sweetly pressing against him just as he did, wiggling a bit under him, and he shifts to pin you to the bed.
âOh?â He asks, scanning your face and when you blush and nod, he'd smirk. âOh. My puppy has an itch only daddy can scratch, hmm? As you wish, lover.â he'd reply, gently removing your clothes, trailing kisses wherever he went, and whispering praise against your skin about how sweet and good you are for him in every way. Admiring your body and kissing back up to your lips as you moan quietly beneath him in gasps and whimpers.
You'd whine as he pulled away and he hushed you softly. âBaby, I'm just taking off my clothes I'll be back in a secondâ he'd coo softly as he leans back and, far too slowly for your liking as you lay cold on the bed, he strips off his clothes. He then holds your body against his and kisses your lips. Softly sweet and full of love as you cling to him almost like you couldn't live without him. Like his warmth, love, and affection is all you've ever wanted.
âYou want me inside, don't you baby?â He asks against your lips and when you eagerly nod he begins to pull away again, just far enough to angle and slide himself inside, the two of you flush together, perfectly fitted like a puzzle piece. He presses deep leaving you feeling wonderfully full, his hips gently rutting into you at a pace and speed that makes the both of you feel nothing less than wonderful, to him it's like an art he's perfected, making the two of you melt together to his heart's content. âCan you keep count baby? Keep count for daddy?â
âIs it okay if I lose count?â You'd ask through pants and whines he presses your bodies together, hands combing through your hair as he continues grinding into you.
âOh pup , you know as long as you do your best, I'm very proud of you. I love you, my precious little pet. You know that, don't you, sweetness? And Daddy's right here to help you baby~â
âYes, daddy. I'll try, I love you too.â you writhe and moan beneath him the two of you melting together as he begins to paint your insides.
âAtta pet, one.â he purrs, burrowing as deep as he could and biting into your neck, grinding his hips so deliciously against your most sensitive spot, causing you to melt again almost instantaneously âTwo? Already, baby?â He pants into your ear, another string escapes him to paint and fill you too, as you melt in pleasure again. âPoor thing, you missed me. I can tell, poor baby needs daddy so much, hmm. Let's see if daddy can make you all happy and satisfied and full.â Brian continues, breath hot against your neck, and voice gravelly. Grinding into you and thrusting at a pace that makes you nearly white out seeing stars. To make you moan yourself hoarse and a couple times after. Bringing you over the edge in pleasure over and over and over again until his own releases are dry, tears of pleasure have dried to your face, and he's dripping from you.
At this point he carries you to the bathroom, and begins to draw you both a bubble bath.
âYou did so so well for me loverâ he praises you as the two of you sit in the tub. Him gently washing your hair, massaging your scalp and kissing your shoulders with nothing but love and devotion. âI love you, petâ
âI love you too, daddyâ You'd reply looking up at him oh-so sweetly.
âI love you more, more than anythingâ He replied softly as he rinses your hair and begins to wash your arms.
âI love you more than anything too, Daddy!â You retort playfully and he leans down to kiss your forehead
âLittle one, I love you most, no doubts. No buts.â He playfully growls, pulling you to rest against his chest and kissing all over your face as you giggle.
Kinktober day 2: Public humiliation|cum inflation|Priest kink- Jeff the Killer x GN! Reader
I try not to yuck other's yum but Jeff's my least favorite, I don't hate him he's just not for me you can have him, and it shows because I can never write about him for very long, so I apologize for the shorter post than yesterday TvT
Tw: public humiliation, mild degradation, slight religious imagery, blasphemy so much blasphemy
~1,004 words
Nothing makes Jeff hornier than the thoughts and actuality of corrupting and embarrassing you, especially since you used to be a priest, a speaker of the lord. Married to Jesus Christ and God. But now you call him daddy and he makes you sin and you call his name in place of God's now.
He drools thinking about how innocent you were the first time he took you, in your own church, going down on you just under your podium. Just out of sight as you performed your last sermon. Too embarrassed to go back, poor thing. Though it didn't help that Jeff had stood up with you dripping down his chin and thanking you in front of the mass.
Not that it mattered much he was going to have and take you one way or another. Luckily for you he didn't chloroform and snatch like he normally does, he was clumsy, you found him, and being a priest you legitimately saw the good in everyone. Even a killer and kidnapper like him, though all you know him as is your god by now, he's conditioned you to worship him instead.
Today, he makes you wear a crucifix collar and has you tied to a very short leash under the tablecloth of an outdoor seating area an hour before close. Jeff ordered for the two of you claiming that you were on the verge of an accident and had to use the restroom. All the while unzipping his pants and shoving your mouth onto his cock. Clearing his throat and coughing to mask the gag you let out.
âSorry I need to get this cough to quiet downâ He tells the waitress though it's crystal clear he's referring to you telling you to be quiet. So you do just that, relax your throat, steady and quiet your breathing and soon Jeff begins to bob your head up and down. Not so much as letting his breath hitch only thrusting on occasion and speeding you up until he paints the back of your throat as the server leaves and repeats the process before the server arrives with the food. Pressing your head flush against him both times he finishes before looking down and mouthing âopenâ watching his cum drip down your chin before mouthing âgood toy, swallowâ as the waitress returns with the food and questions where you are.
To which Jeff responded, âThe silly goose dropped their phone under the table and will be up any moment.â Forcing you to get up despite the cum on your chin and awkwardly waving your phone , only his number and a colleague of his inside, he spent a lot of time making you his and he's not going to let anyone else into your life, and thanking them both for the meal.
âWhat a good cum slut, you deserve a reward, don't you?â He says, speaking as if it's casual conversation. âWhy don't you actually head to the bathroom out here after you're done eating, and I'll give you a reward.~ hm?â
Knowing that no isn't a word in his dictionary and being well trained you'd nod and hurriedly finish your meal before making your way to the public outdoor bathrooms of this establishment. Walking inside and leaving the door unlocked as you rushed to prep yourself even just a little bit would be helpful with how impatient Jeff is. You managed to open yourself up a little before Jeff came into the bathroom, locking the door behind him and pinned you to the far wall. In one fluid motion he shucked your pants and underwear to your ankles and maneuvered himself between your legs.
Unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock. He rubs it a few times, using his precum as lube before playing with his tip and your entrance for a moment. He then slowly pressed himself deep inside and grinding his hips there, leaving you feeling aptly full. Before moving at just the perfect pace and rhythm to leave you and him feeling nothing but good. Pulsating against all the best spots until you see stars. Cumming harder than you had in a very long time. A good reward for a good cum slut.
âDid that feel good? Yeah? That's it, come back to me, that's your reward and the rest?â He pets your hair lightly as you come down from your first orgasm of the night before ramming back into your sensitive walls hard and fast, fully self pleasuring. Like you were merely a toy drawing a strangled cry-like moan from you. âThis is a punishment for making noise in front of that waitress.â
You knew better than to protest at all at this point. You simply let yourself find pleasure in Jeff's self fulfilling thrusts. In and out, sloppily, rough, until you felt him twitch and he pressed you firmly against him shooting you full of him and by the way he continued thrusting just as hard, you knew he wasn't stopping until he saw results. Until your stomach was bloated and until he was dripping out of you. He did just that chuckling as he pulls out seeing how full you were before giving you enough space to get dressed.
As you stumbled to pull up your pants Jeff did the same and you went to step outside turning the door handle, but it wouldnât budge. Your worst fear had come true, the two of you were locked inside the bathroom from the outside as the restaurant closed a couple hours ago.
The dumbfounded look on your face and the settling frown makes Jeff scoff and shove you aside. âOh shut up, you think, I don't know how to pick a lock? Don't be a baby.â He picked the lock and had the door open in less than three minutes, holding it open for you. âYour highness~â He sneered, slapping your ass as you wobble outside waiting for and then supporting yourself by clinging to Jeff's arm which he allowed.
Ohh I was so confused about the Kinktober post until I reread your pinned đ
Yeah lmao I was a minor when I first created this account I think it was really close to my 18th birthday but still before and was dealing with some trauma stuff but I'm 19 and significantly coping lmao soooo it changed a wee bit~~ xD :P
