#mac date everything x reader

[citrus-c0la]

sorry for the lack of posts ive been more active on twitter now blehhhh

[g00d--m0urning]

The More You Know (Date Everything SMAU)

Request from anon

You're obsessed with random, niche history. The lovers have to know ALLLL about it.

Featuring: Eddie, Volt, Dorian, Tony, Dunk, Curt, Rod, Reggie, Mac, and Doug

[crazymeepnoob]

I have more streamer Mac Content for y'all :)

(Yes these are all from quackity stream clips)

[r0-boat]

Mac trying to get you to sleep

Mac has a dick x AFAB reader

Drabble

Cw: overstimulation

"Mmh-Ma-haaa! Mac! Please it's not fair!"

You're blubbering cries symphonized with the wet smacks of them pounding your cunt, which was music to Mac's ears. Your reactions are so cute and addictive, your cheery-eyed face squeezes their heart. And the clenching squeeze of your wet velvet walls around their cock makes the pain in their hips all the more worth it.

"What's-ngh!- not fair baby?" Trying to maintain composure while you're clenching around their cock was no easy task when all they want to do is just give in and fuck you so hard that the both of you pass out. But no Mac still has work to do...

"I-hah~! Mmh-! Oh fuck!" Mac's breath hitches feeling your cunt milking their cock as you cum. Squeezing their eyes shut getting their teeth It took everything in them not to fill you up. They can't cum yet...

"use your words..." Mac grunted. Your legs shake those tears rolling down your cheeks from over stimulation made mac want to kiss them away.

"Y-You stay up all night yet You're punishing me for doing the same..."

Mac gives you a smirk before driving their hips harder. "Because, I love you and you need sleep. So I'm going to fuck you until you're too exhausted to stay awake. "

Mac knows the flaw in their logic. By the time they're done they will also be too exhausted the stay up Mac knows this... And is deciding to ignore it. An excuse to fuck you? Maybe...

[chaosclownwrites]

Mac as Your Partner 💚

Warnings: some suggestive comments

⌨ "Wanna ride?" Always accompanying a wink, this is one of Mac's favorite lines. They usually use it to invite you onto their lap so they can push you around, especially up and down a ramp if you guys are feeling silly, but hey...it can mean other things ;)

⌨ One of the first gifts Mac gets you? A USB drive full of all the self-insert fanfiction you'd been so kind as to delete and make room for. They made a backup for you AND offer to help you write more. They read it, not on purpose or anything...but there are some tropes they notice you like and a date you seem to be dreaming of. "Care to reenact any of it?"

⌨ Can listen to you talk about any hyperfixations or study subjects for hourssssss! After all, spending so much time with Mac even indirectly to read up on and watch content of these things, your partner has developed an interest too. Hearing it in your voice, though? That makes anything and everything better. "Don't ever think I get tired of listening to you."

⌨ Constantly hyping you up and lavishing compliments on you, telling you how amazing you look. The way spending time with you always feels like rest. How knowledgeable about interesting things you are. That you were company more consistent than anyone for years and Mac doesn't want to take that for granted.

⌨ One of your favorite dates in the world was the day you sat and sprawled and stretched along the floor of your house, cutting, gluing, and painting cardboard. Filling a little plastic trough with safe foam balls. Adding little enrichment toys and snacks until you and Mac have built a sprawling labyrinth of entertainment to watch Roni run through, joyously discovering every little treat and detail you've made for him! His little nose twitches as he looks up to you and your partner with moist, dark eyes you both coo at, perceiving gratitude and gushing over the little 'family portrait' Mac painted on one of the cardboard walls of the three of you.

⌨ Sometimes you'll catch Mac going a little slack-jawed while you're talking to them, cheeks reddening. If you acknowledge, you'll be met with a "Can I kiss you?"

⌨ Texts you using a lot of reaction images like this:

They’ve just gotten really fond of silly internet shitposts being such a part of it and love ones involving animals! Mac also flirts with you or opens conversations occasionally with

Just to make you laugh! You two quote Bee Movie more than is probably healthy tbh, shared lover brainrot <3333

⌨ In a role reversal you can't help but love, Mac will sit on your lap while you game, getting really excited at your every success whether it's a battle royale kill or a new town hall bundle in Stardew Valley. Winds their arms tighter around your waist and presses a kiss to your cheek to celebrate those moments. Nuzzles your neck while they are there availed of the opportunity and absolutely loves it when you wear perfume/cologne/body spray.

⌨ May also use your frequent lap-sitting to catch you off guard with tickles >:3 don't worry, they stop if you ask and make it up to you with kisses or cuddles too!

⌨ Gasps and makes grabby hands at you whenever you show them outfits, even when you look shy...no, especially when you look shy about what you're wearing! If you ever show them lingerie you best believe their jaw is dropping and they're dramatically lowering their glasses trying to look flirty despite their beet-red face. Ya like jazz

⌨ Even if you don't need it, Mac has the habit of writing down and storing all your passwords, keeping your schedule, and leaving out snacks and drinks for you. They know you're an adult who can take care of yourself, but if they can make your life easier that's an opportunity well worth taking 🫶🏻

⌨ Honestly? They love it if you idly draw on them, especially when you add little faces and/or ears to the zeroes on their left arm binary code sleeve 😌

⌨ You KNOW Mac is going to get you one of those star map necklaces that show the position of the cosmos the exact date you met. Face to face, of course, Dateviators on so you could both see the real you. One of the days that you both felt the most alive commemorated and worn close to your heart forever.

⌨ Being acts of service focused, Mac insists on care dates like spa times and—their personal favorite—massage nights. Laying you down, slowly taking their time and feeling tension melt away beneath their hands. Your hands work wonders on them and this is payback. Not to mention, frankly? Your posture is terrible and they will get on you about it. Lovingly, of course. They shut ip the moment your hands sprawl across their bare back, though, working gently down to their calves especially if they’ve had a long ambulatory day.

⌨ That 'do they melt into your kiss?' trend? My GOD does Mac melt into your kisses. They're putty instantly, hands latching onto your waist or slinging around your neck as their lips part, savoring yours oh so slowly.

⌨ "Here, hold this." It's a fifty-fifty chance if Mac just spreads out their fingers, enveloping and intertwining your hands, or places Roni on your palm with the epitome of the :3 face. What can you say, you love this nerd more than life itself.

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[aangelfreckles]

Tumblr gets first dibs bc I still don't know how to feel about this

Without rendering under cut

[lovesickletters]

💜ℐ𝒻 𝒲𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓈 𝒞ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒯𝒶𝓁𝓀💜

𝒟𝒶𝓉ℯ ℰ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔! 𝓍 𝒢𝒩!ℛℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝒩𝒮ℱ𝒲 | ℛℯ𝒸ℯ𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔!ℛℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇, ℴ𝓇𝒶𝓁, 𝓂𝓊𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒷𝒶𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃, 𝓈𝒽ℴ𝓌ℯ𝓇 𝓈ℯ𝓍, 𝓉ℴ𝓎𝓈, 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝓋𝓎 𝓋ℴ𝓎ℯ𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓂, 𝓂𝒾𝓁𝒹𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝓊𝒷𝒸ℴ𝓃? 𝓃ℴ ℯ𝓍𝓅𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒾𝓉 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓈ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝑔𝒾𝓋ℯ𝓃 | ℳℐ𝒩𝒪ℛ𝒮 𝒟𝒩ℐ

( A/N This is written with AFAB Reader in mind but should be pretty accessible for everyone💜 Ft: Betty, Mac, Ben-Hwa, Telly, Johnny, Amir (veeery briefly) and River )

Part 2 Part 3

No thoughts head empty, just random ideas about the player ‘getting off’ pre-dateviators… you conducting your business as usual– fully unaware that the objects are sentient– and comfortable in the supposed privacy of your own home… right?

Right off the bat Betty is the most obvious one. Late nights spent humping the corner of the mattress, tangled among the sheets, clinging to the headboard. Breathy moans muffled by your pillow. And all through it without your knowledge Betty is there, coaxing you through it. Speaking so sweetly as she does her best to help, wrapped around you so lovingly as you grind against what would have been her thigh. “That’s right, my love. Just like that. You’re doing so well.”She nudges a pillow gently towards you, a silent suggestion you nonetheless take her up on. “Here, use this. Feels nice, don’t it?”

Taking such good care of you, gently directing her mattress springs to move in rhythm with your movements– the soft curves of her hips jogging you gently when your body starts to falter and frame creaking appreciatively when you fall apart in her arms. “There we go sweetheart… all out yet? Or shall we go another round~”

Mac is no stranger to your internet habits. When you go out of your way to look at more questionable websites they’re right there with you, and they admit the sensation of your dominant hand lazily scrolling the mouse while your other hand is occupied is a level of ‘interfacing’ that excites them greatly. Their fans hum to life as they zone in on whatever perverse content has you so fixated, their internal systems heating up enough to make you momentarily check task manager out of concern. It’s a mutual fascination, even if you don’t know it.

Your eyes scan their monitor hazily, clicking questionable links and putting their adblocker to work double time. Images right at home on a sordid magazine cover. Steamy audios humming through the wire of your headphones. Graphic scenes that would make Errol short circuit hard enough to cause a power outage. And the whole time, the persistent stimulation of your hand warm and clammy against them. They groan, LED lights flickering when you open a bunch of new tabs at once. Looks like you’ll both be at it for a while.

It’d be remiss not to mention Ben-Hwa, of course. After all, they’ve a major hand to play in your sex life. And they haven’t stopped at a hand. They encourage you to take just that little bit more, go a little deeper. An inch or so more won’t hurt. Caressing your sensitive skin and making an attempt at wiping the sweat from your forehead as you shudder and moan. They’ve been your partner on so many lonely nights, they know just how you like it.

Occasionally when you’re feeling a little more adventurous they partner up with others– a late night with Telly featuring a reel of saucy films that involved them happily situated between your thighs and Telly dropping the choicest quips into your ear from behind, the static making the hair on your neck stand on end. One particular evening left you panting on the tiled bathroom floor, Johnny humming appreciatively from the corner against the wall where he watched, trying his damnedest to keep the dampness straining his white acrylic trousers under control. He flushed twice as hard when you and Ben-Hwa unconsciously matched the rhythm of a persistent drip from his shower head, Amir taking special notice of how deliciously perfect you looked debasing yourselves like that.

Speaking of the shower, on the rare occasion where you were too tired to stand and the scalding water pressure against your skin was too enjoyable to worry about wasting it, River didn’t mind lending a helping hand to massage some life back into your bones. Steam curling around what you thought was the one of you (courtesy of Airyn’s intrigue) as she took a familiar place between your legs, parted so willingly for her. She was on the clock, after all, and this was simply an extension of what she considered her job– although admittedly a part she enjoyed more than she cared to admit. But that didn’t matter. This was River in her element, helping people she knew how to do. And the noises of appreciation you let out weren’t missed by her attentive ears. “Back again? Alright honey, let me see what I can do for you.”

It was all too easy to lose track of time in there, with River’s head between your legs and her tongue set to work with only your comfort in mind. Your water bill steadily piled up as she watched your face carefully for hints on what you liked most. Every now and then your hips would jerk with need and she would refocus her efforts, melting you down into a twitching puddle on the floor. She silently thanked Winnifred for teaching her more than enough to watch your pretty face ease of tension as you came undone. “Something tells me you really needed that.”

When she had finished you radiated a healthy glow that left her feeling satisfied with a job well done.

[saosinn]

mac 'bought' you a special gift!

suggestive blurb under the cut!

mac is not subtle in the slightest, especially when it comes to you. a few nights ago when you were looking on some.. interesting sites, mac noticed something interesting, and they may or may not have added a surprise to your cart. you were too tired to notice the new item; when your account balance the next morning you chalked up the unexpected price to a fee you didn't notice before.

the day the package arrived mac was suspiciously giddy, practically bouncing off the walls when you sat down at your desk to open it. without hesitation, you opened the box and took a look it's contents. everything you ordered was there, wrapped in their own containers of plastic and bubble wrap, but to the side of the box there was a smaller container, one that you didn't recognize.

grabbing the container you quickly tore off it's plastic, eyes squinting as you read the packaging. remote controlled lover... what? you didn't order this, no way. the last time you ordered something remote controlled, it didn't live up to the hype. just as you were about to start the refund process, you heard a giggle from your monitor. you blinked, and it immediately clicked. a heavy sigh left you while you tried to fight back a smile, pinching the center of your brow.

...

since that day, mac has been tormenting you with this vibrator. you two got into a small argument about it, but they managed to calm you down and propose a deal : "if i can prove that it was worth the money, you can't be mad at me anymore." y'know what, fine, it'd be easier than trying to request a refund anyway. you agreed, which mac was delighted to hear, but this had to be done on their terms. they had to be the only one who got access to the remote, and the vibrator always had to be in your panties. seemed easy enough, right? wrong.

every morning when you come into your office, they "check to see if it works", and each time that they took great pleasure in that sudden lurch that shook your entire body. when you sat down and used the computer, it was on, their voice low while they taunted you. it wasn't just when you were interfacing with them, even if you were upstairs, the remote still happened to miraculously work.

talking with another dateable? they'd press the button, starting soft and slow. you know mac isn't exactly the jealous type, but if the object you're talking to gets a bit too flirty, they won't hesitate to crank up the setting. you don't get to cum though, not yet! mac has to drag this out, as an excuse to show you what you'd be missing out on if you didn't have it, but also as a little bit of payback for getting mad at them.

after almost a week of being edged, you reached your limit. that morning, you were even more sensitive than normal, almost cumming immediately when mac pressed the button. it was on for almost the entire day, at a certain point you couldn't even stand due to the overstimulation, teary-eyed as you bit the inside of your cheek at your cheeks at your own stubbornness.

finally, it was night time. you rushed to the office on shaking legs, becoming a blubbering mess as you fell to the floor in front of mac. they cooed at you, reaching down to pet your hair condescendingly. "aww, baby, what's the matter? i thought you said you could handle it?" you shook your head no vigorously, hot tears running down your cheeks. "you win! y-you win, it wasn't a waste of money, please just let me cum."

they crossed their right leg over their left, holding up the remote as they looked at it curiously. well, you had been behaving this entire time, and you did finally concede, maybe mac should give you the release you so badly craved. you pathetically clung to their leg, rubbing your head against their knee as you peered up at them through bleary eyes. "you were good," they looked down at you with a slight smirk, the all to familiar sound of that button breaking the silence. "so i think you deserve a reward."

— 𓈒 ❤︎︎ ࣪ ˖

7/16/25

THIS WAS BUTT I'M SO SORRY i'm half asleep and my eyes hurt from crying over skips, but this is more than likely gonna get a part to HUZZAH I HOPE U ENJOY