hi howdy i am suckybuss. i wrote the mr. tenna's secretary series (conflict of interest, mutually beneficial arrangement, brain poison, revolving doors, etc) among other things
will post ToS-compliant lewdity. minors caught following will be blocked. i OC/selfship-post copiously and unapologetically.
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vaguely twentysomething
she/her pronouns but i also do not care
mostly tennaposting these days
i will not moot if you post a lot of s/p/amtenna
here's a link to the reference sheet of my deltarune OC. please feed me fanart i need it to survive
i sometimes post stuff here that doesn't get posted on AO3! for shorter stuff there's the tag secretary drabble and for the (rare) longer stuff there's tenna x reader
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tenna x canon, pregnancy/breeding, anal/pegging, sounding, bottom tenna (as in receiving not subbing), fem tenna, incest/fauxcest, underage
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you people can't keep requesting this. because i fall for it every single fucking time
anyway. that's weird... i don't remember having this Tenna action figure here (18+, gender neutral reader feat. tiny tenna. cw stalking and home invasion. tenna tries to disguise himself as an action figure to avoid being caught and you proceed to torture him while pretending that you fell for it)
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As you open up the door to your apartment, your guard immediately raises. As if responding to the sound of the door, a distant commotion kicked up; at first you were certain that you had just entered in the middle of being robbed, but then the apartment quickly falls silent.
Your heart is pounding as you look around, trying to detect anything unusual. Nothing is missing, nothing seems to be out of place. You peek behind furniture where a potential invader could be hiding, and find nothing.
Your adrenaline once again spikes as you make your way over to your bedroom, which was almost certainly the source of the noise when you were coming in. You look around; once again, nothing is missing. Nothing is out of place. You were half-expecting the window to be open to facilitate a hasty escape, but it isn't. But then your gaze catches on your desk. Nestled between some pencil holders is a what appears to be an action figure of Mr. Tenna, smiling and spiritedly pointing up at the ceiling.
You had seen these little figures for sale at the gift shop, but you had never purchased one for yourself. Before you fully understand what's happening, you're immediately suspicious; Tenna isn't exactly subtle about his feelings, and it had grown increasingly obvious as of late that he has an enormous crush on you. At first you think he broke in solely for the sake of leaving you this little gift, but as you pick it up and examine it, you immediately catch on to his actual scheme.
For just a second, the "action figure" looks nervous. He never stops smiling, but that split second of fear that entered his expression immediately tips you off. This isn't an action figure. It's him.
While it would be easy enough to throw him out and get on with your day, the audacity of this maneuver stirs up something chaotic in you. "Aww... Where'd this come from? It's so cute!" you say, gently stroking your thumb up the length of his torso.
The action figure blushes.
"I think it needs a little extra something," you say, carrying him with you as you open up a junk drawer in your desk. You fish around until you find something that works, pulling out a twist-tie that was once used to seal a bag of snacks. You wrap it around his neck, twist it several times, and then fashion the ends into the shape of a bow-tie. "Perfect!"
His smile looks transparently fake now; while your behavior indicates that you're innocently playing with a toy, you had actually set a trap. He can't just return to full size anymore; he would have to remove the tie himself--and therefore give himself away while he's still tiny and vulnerable--or else risk severe injury by scaling up with the wire still wrapped around his neck.
"You look so pretty with that!" you say, lifting him up and giving him a little kiss on the side of his head. You just barely hear a whine.
Despite his repeated slip-ups, he maintains the act, and seemingly believes you're falling for it. His left arm his held out in a point, and his right his perched on his hip. He blushes harder as you inspect him more closely; you can feel him trembling in your hand.
"Wow, now that I look at it," you murmur, playing with the tailcoats of his jacket. "This thing is REALLY well made. I thought the clothes were supposed to be plastic. Is this one a premium model or something?"
His breathing, the sound of which he had been suppressing, grows labored as you delicately inspect his clothes. "It's so realistic!" you murmur, slowly dragging the tip of your thumb closer to his crotch. "If I didn't know any better, I'd guess it was..." He breathes in sharply as you brush your thumb against his cock. "Oh, wow, it is anatomically correct! Now that's some attention to detail!"
He trembles even harder as you stroke his growing cock, but still maintains his pose and big, fake smile. "That's a weird action feature," you mumble as his erection starts to strain his tight, shiny pants.
As you press down a little harder, he can't stop himself from moaning. "Huh? It's even got sound effects!" you muse as you stroke him harder.
He desperately tries to maintain his stillness and silence, but it's severely breaking down. Every part of his body is trembling violently, and trickles of sweat fall down his screen, and he's blushing harder than ever. Your expression takes on a devious grin. "So what if I..."
"AAAAAAAAAAH!" he screams as you roughly jam your thumb between his crotch. "I-- I'M NOT AN ACTION FIGURE! I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, LET GO!"
"These are some really weird sound effects. Who was this made for?" you murmur as you redouble the pressure.
He screams again, jerking and thrashing. "N-NO, SERIOUSLY! IT'S ME! I-- I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, please just let me-- aaaAAAAAAAAHHH!"
As you press down again, you feel something unexpected; the tip of your thumb is suddenly damp with a warm, staticky wetness. As you look back at him after examining your hand, you see that he's limp and twitching, a dark wet spot expanding from the tip of his cock.
You exit your bedroom, step out of your apartment, and dump him in the trash bin. "I think this one's broken," you murmur.
how could this story possibly have a happy ending??? 😭 i know you've said it repeatedly and i'm glad you did because i definitely wouldn't believe it if you hadn't. but how???
vague spoilers
time, distance. 3 months will pass between the ending of chapter 20 and the beginning of chapter 21. chapter 22 will span the length of six months. also a third aspect that i will not specify but that you can probably guess through context clues
I just have to say that after reading the newest chapter through the tears in my eyes, staring at the wall for 5 minutes processing, and then frantically checking your tumblr hoping to see something, ANYTHING to quench my thirst for more, seeing “days without Tenna being fondled” was insane and gave me crazy whiplash
LMAO oh no ,, revolving doors tenna (especially at this point in the story) is extremely tonally dissonant from Standard Issue Tenna.
uhhh. what can i reveal about revolving doors tenna.......
tenna giving a presentation on workplace sexual harassment: things like unsolicited sexual comments and groping are NEVER okay! when the person is your peer or subordinate, that is. but if you did that, say, to your boss. well that changes things doesn't it
this means that if you want to chill on revolving doors till chapter five comes out, you can! because it won’t even be that long till it comes out!!! however you also have the next like 3 chapters written now so do whatever you think is best
chilling out cancelled now there is only hysterical panic
