#tf141 drabble

[laceyfaeryy]

MDNI 18+

mentions of: use of flesh light, simon has a huge dick but gets no bitches, brief masturbation

loser! simon riley that is largely endowed using a flesh light for the first time.

after failing to get laid over and over again, simon caved and bought a flesh light. he was just desperate to feel something other than the rough callouses on his palms. it was pathetic with how many times he fantasied about his cock snugged deeply in someone’s cunt, their warm gummy walls clenching around him.

and yet here he was with a fucking flesh light. pathetic.

he was often messy with the way he masturbated, it felt more like a chore than it was for pleasure. his cock thick and heavy in his hands, weighing it down slightly as his rough hands fisted it. wet sounds would fill the room, his hands would ache slightly as frustration slowly got the best of him. his actions would turn sloppy, his face scrunched up in desperation just begging for a release so it would be over. it never felt good. and god, when he came - he came a lot. but by the time he did he was already exhausted, leaving him a sticky mess.

so when he got his flesh light he hastily unzipped his pants, tugging his fat cock out as he gave it a few pumps. he laid on his bed, his back against the headboard as he stroked his cock before placing the flesh light just an inch above it.

he was desperate to feel something different, wondering what it would feel like to have something soft and tight.

at first he was a little sloppy, shoving his tip in too quickly, missing the hole completely. “fuck,” simon hissed as he gripped onto his shaft tightly, he was so hard it was almost painful. it was embarrassing with how needy he was, having to guide his cock so his tip would enter the hole. “fuckin’ amateur,” simon muttered.

the most pathetic groan left his mouth the moment his tip went in, he felt like he was being milked dry. he watched as it stretched, accomodating to his length as he enveloped around his cock, taking him in with ease.

he fucked it like a man starved.

he couldn’t remember the amount of times he came, his breaths turning into sharp pants as he groaned. his thighs trembled ever so slightly as his hips thrusted involuntarily, face scrunched up in pleasure it was quite pathetic. god he was pretty damn sure he was drooling as well.

he started filling up the flesh light, coming quicker each second as he mindlessly fucked it. he wasn’t even thinking, his mind solely focused on coming over and over again.

safe to say he never used his own hands ever again.

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[daisywritesallforyou]

I’m feeling silly

tf141 rookie reader who’s got a normal accent, so they should be easy to understand, right? WRONG. because they speak in Adventure Time lingo. great. now ghost has 2 teammates talking nonsense. ah well, at least it’s funny seeing soap get confused when the rookie says something like “dude almost skronked up my dome piece.”

lol see how he likes it

Speaking riddles

Or when TF141 has... no clue what you're saying

Written as a short Drabble

TW - Cursing and gibberish

They thought it would be easy. Simple. You had a clear, simple accent. American. A bit unpolished, but far better than Simon and Johnny's.

Then you spoke.

"Yo, I'm new to the team," with a firm handshake, then a "I can't wait to get to know all of you."

Ghost slowly turned to look at Price, "Wha the bloody hell are they on abou'?"

It got worse over time...

"Yo, hand me the snowman blood" when you wanted water.

"They nearly koboomed off my thinker" after a near miss to your head.

"You gonna throw that in the vault or do you need a brain healer?" That got you a side eye from Johnny with a "Speak fuckin' English." The irony was not lost on him, especially when Simon scoffed next to him.

Daisy - This was a good step out of my comfort zone, but it was definitely fun! I hope you enjoyed this stilly little piece :p

[oblivdovah]

Self indulgent drabble for today, yay! Need to redo this account too. Sigh.

Tf141 helping transmasc reader deal with dysphoria, barely any description. Not spell checked or beta read.

Gaz isnt sublte at all. Just makes constant comments throughout the day about how you're "his boy" and about how unusually strong and manly you look whilst eating a burger, all because he noticed the smallest look of self doubt that normally comes with days like these. He also has the habit of being more feminine than usual to prove to you that men aren't always aggressive and tough. You have to believe him, especially when he bats his eyelashes at you like he doesnt have a clue as to what he's doing.

Price who wraps an arm around your shoulders and tugs you into his side, roughing up your hair and grins, knowing just how much you'd been struggling with dysphoria today. He calls you son as he hands you a beer at the end of the day, looking proud as you finally manage to drink the whole thing in one go instead of maybe 2 or 3 extraordinarily large mouthfuls. He expects you to be just like him, soon enough; you will be.

Soap catches you mid workout. He doesnt let you leave the gym, doesnt let you hide anything. He paws at your pecs, your forearms, your waist and ass. Why would he let you go? He needs to remind you of how he sees you - as a man.

Ghost says and does nothing. He follows you around, always a few feet behind you even if he really shouldnt be. When you look at yourself in the mirror, clearly distressed about your body and your face, he gives you a glare that you only catch through the mirror. You both know he's right.