Artsyclxwn - Gage

Imagine Sundrop Seeing Your Scars

TW: Self-Harm Scars

Relationships: Sundrop x Reader

Word Count: 1335

Tags: Sundrop is a sweetheart, Sundrop, Moondrop (mentioned), Daycare Attendant, FNAF, Five Nights at Freddy’s; Security Breach, Reader-Insert, Chubby Reader, Gender Neutral Reader, Established Friendship, Fluff

The day you finally were able to wear short-sleeves was a blessing. You’d been working at Freddy Fazbear's PizzaPlex for a hot minute. The uniform you got to wear as an assistant Daycare Attendant was hastily thrown together considering the idea was thrown out originally, but with all the bad reviews, they thought having an actual human helping out the animatronic would help. So, when you’d been hired, they had thrown a long-sleeved shirt at you, a pajama hat, poofy pants, and some ribbon bands to mimic the ones upon the Daycare Attendants. It hadn’t been ideal for you since you were pretty chubby as it is. Running around, keeping up and entertaining children was hard work. But, hey - as a suffering college kid, you managed. So, after about month three, they handed you a shirt in your size and said to wear it the next day, you could say you could feel some relief.

The shirt looked like the long-sleeved one, just with actual buttons on the chest for design instead of printed ones. It was nice though. Sundrop had complimented you on it, giving a little push to one of your buttons when you’d arrived. Everything went fine for the day, though you had basically been separated from Sundrop to have a side table of arts and crafts for the children to come and go as they pleased. It had been an idea you’d submitted to your boss, who begrudgingly let you do it.

Ever since you’d been hired, it had in fact had a positive effect on the PizzaPlex’s reviews. Kids felt more safe with you around during naptime as you were able to calm the Moon animatronic and make sure they were well taken care of in a more human-like manner. Don’t get me wrong, Sundrop and Moondrop definitely were human in their own way. You’d at first, found the animatronic to be quite creepy though fascinating with how advanced their A.I. system was. They both truly had their own personalities and flaws, but it wasn’t like error codes being thrown around. There was genuine human emotion. Sundrop with his need to please and OCD cleaning. Moondrop with his strict punishment towards human children despite not following rules himself when nighttime came. They shared some characteristics though not many.

Despite being freaked out at first, they’d grown on you. You’d spend many nights still there, playing with Sundrop or having deep talks with Moondrop. Tonight was no different. You’d been hidden by Sundrop in the room behind the curtains of his tower. It still was so exciting to see how strong he was when he picked up your chubby body to bring you up there. You didn’t trust any human to pick you up as you were afraid they’d drop you, but with Sun or Moon, you let them whenever the opportunity arises.

You were instantly being shown some new items that Sundrop had been given to entertain the children. He excitedly showed you the small versions of some instruments.

“See! Look at all these fun things! I have like three different drums, a few flutes, tambourines, ukuleles and guitars! Here, here! Try it out!”

The tall animatronic hunched over, your eyes trailing over his happy smile. You grinned at him, taking the tambourine from him, giving it a little shake. It was cute and small, definitely painted to match Sundrop's theme.

“Well, big guy, what are you gonna play?” You asked, glancing at the rest of the many different types of tiny instruments.

“Hmmm! Good question, little sunshine. I was thinking the maracas! Look! They have painted on them Moondrop’s and my faces!”

Sundrop turned to pick them up and held them down to your level. You couldn’t help but to giggle and nod.

“Those are pretty cool, my dude.”

The chittering noise of happiness came from Sundrop as he gave a little nod, face giving a spin.

“I thought so too. Okay, okay. Let’s go! Let’s start in - One, two, three!”

You felt a little silly, though in a good way. You held up the tambourine and began shaking it, with the occasional hit to it. Sundrop added in the unique noise of a shaking maraca, which made you giggle with glee. He was too precious.

You’d finally been able to let yourself be free and playful. It was something you struggled with, since you had to grow up so soon as a child. It was easier to have fun and be relaxed around Sundrop and Moondrop. They were literally unable to harm you, could be super silly and sweet. Overall, they’d helped you grow a lot in healing your inner child. That didn’t mean you still weren’t scarred from it.

That’s why after a bit of playing around with the instruments, you noticed the sounds of the maracas stop. You’d been giving the occasional spin around for flair when you heard a slight noise come from the animatronic. Your playing slowly ceased when Sundrop knelt down on his knees in front of you. For an animatronic, he was quite expressive without facial features. Your eyebrows furrowed and you stopped, mouth parting to ask him what was wrong, but was interrupted by Sundrop.

“Sunshine…” Sundrop croaked out, his large hand reaching out to grab your hand. He gently took the tambourine from you, setting it aside as his gaze looked to yours. His touch was warm, soft from the silicone padding he had. A little sniffle came from his voice box, causing you to shift uncomfortably.

“Who… Who hurt you?” This time, his voice was quiet. It was very different from his usual boisterous voice that could echo in the whole daycare if he wasn’t too careful. That’s when you realized what he was talking about. Your self-harm scars. They littered both arms but the one you’d been using to hold the small instrument was more affected than the other.

By the time you realized what he was talking about, you were engulfed into his embrace. This wasn’t the first time Sundrop had hugged you, but this time he was being extra gentle. Hand coming to press into your lower back, bringing you closer. The other cupped the back of your head as he craned his head down to press his face to the top of your head. You were grateful his sun spikes were soft as one gently grazed the top of your head. At this point, you were flushed. Hands up on his chest as he clung to your much smaller form.

“I-I’m so sorry. I’m sorry, I’msorryI’msorrysorry so so sorry.” Sundrop began babbling this out, your eyes watering. For a moment, you felt ashamed of your scars. You were making this poor animatronic basically feel sympathy for your sufferings and in a way, it hurt. To have someone acknowledge your pain, to feel sad that you had it – It was more than any other human being had ever given you. If anyone else had noticed your scars, they never said anything, much less basically cry on you. This wasn’t pity. This was genuine concern and sympathy.

A tear slipped from your face, a lump forming in your throat. No one had ever made you feel more cared about and it was painful to realize that. That this animatronic showed more love and affection than anyone else. Sniffling and hiccup noises came from Sundrop’s voice box in a way that mimicked someone crying. That’s when you felt it. A cool wetness on top of your head. Another drop. Then another. You shifted a little, looking up at Sundrop, trying to blink away your own tears when you noticed a wetness streaking down his features.

Sundrop was crying. How or why they gave an animatronic the ability to cry was beyond you.

Sundrop was crying for you. He was crying for all the pain and suffering you’d been through. He was crying because he knew you were hurt and what that hurt led to because you didn’t know any other way to get it out. He was crying because he cared.

Based on this tiktok I found:

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Reply to @0_moon.drop_0 He loves you dearly. #fivenights #fnaf #fnafsecuritybreach #viral #fyp #sundrop #moondrop #fypシ #sundropfnaf #fnafsu

Pretend

Pairing: Art The Clown x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst/Fluff? Mentions of Killing. Mentions of Groping!

Word Count: 2,366

Summary: After encountering a creep at a Halloween party, you try to walk home, only to be followed by him, but luckily you run into Art.

A/N: I literally thought about this last night and wrote it the next day. Hope You Enjoy!

It was your favorite holiday.

Halloween.

The night where almost any girl can dress slutty and not be shamed. This year you were planning to be a sexy nurse. You've been planning this since last year and you were way too excited.

Not only was your costume gonna be good, but you and your best friend Tara were invited to a party by another friend Dawn, and the host is pretty popular so there'll be a lot of people.

You quickly got dressed, did your hair and make-up before going to Tara for her opinion. “Tare, do I look like a prostitute?” Tara’s head snapped towards you, looking you up and down. “No. You looked like a sexy nurse.”

You two giggled. “Thanks. I wanna look a little slutty, but not too much.” Tara quickly got dressed and the sound of your phone dinging caught your attention.

The cab was here. You had ordered it a couple of minutes prior to getting ready. “Cab’s here, Tara!” You called out grabbing a fake stethoscope.

“You got everything?” Tara asked you as you two walked towards the cab waiting for you both. You nodded your head and y’all were on your way to the party.

The drive was only about 10 minutes, but when you heard the music thumping down the street, you knew the party was gonna be good.

You thanked the driver and exited the car. “You ready?” You breathed out. Tara nodded and took your hand before walking through the door.

There were flashing lights, and the smell of sweat, drinks, and mixed perfume and cologne. You would’ve cringed at the smell, but the party looked so fun, you couldn’t be mad.

“I’mma go find Dawn. Stay here.” Tara yelled to you. You opened your mouth to tell her you would come with, but she was already gone. You sighed, standing in the corner, looking around at everyone. Most girls were dressed as something slutty like a cop, or bunny while the guys came as themselves.

As you scanned the room, studying people, you didn’t notice a man coming from your left. He had a determined look on his face as he walked up to you. You only noticed when you saw his figure in your peripheral vision.

“Hey sexy nurse.” You slightly cringed at his voice as you turned to look at him. It sounded like a pair of smoker’s lungs, yet, he looked so young!

“Hi.” You shyly responded. You already don’t want to talk to this guy and here he was trying to make conversation with you. “Saw you and your friend come in, and I knew I had to come over and talk to you. Can I buy you a drink?” You let out an awkward laugh, giving him a fake smile.

“Awe, no thanks.” You politely decline. He was quickly taken back at your words. “Oh, come on, you don’t even know my name! It’s Tony, what’s yours?” You ignored his question, not really wanting to give him your name.

Luckily you were saved by Tara as she came back. She noticed Tony and looked at you. You blinked three times really fast. It was a little code you two made up for when you want to get out of awkward situations.

She instantly caught on, grabbing your wrist. “She’s not interested, sorry.” She said, dragging you away from the creep. You let out a sigh of relief as you two reached Dawn who was at the bar and already had 3 shots in less than 10 minutes.

“Oh hey, Y/n! Saw you were getting real cozy with that guy. Who is he?” You shrugged your shoulders, looking back only to catch him staring at you. “I dunno? Some guy name Tony. He was trying to buy me a drink or something. He thought I was hot, but I turned him down.”

Tara nodded, looking at the guy as well. “He smelled like cigarettes and his teeth was yellow.” Y’all’s faces scrunched up in disgust.

If you know you’re going to a party, at least try and look good.

“Ew, let’s just forget about him. Hey man, get me 3 more shots!” Dawn demanded the guy who was near the drinks. It was time to let loose a little.

You, Dawn, and Tara had some more drinks before deciding to go out on the dance floor when a Brittany Spears song came on. “Oh shit, this is my song! Let’s go Y/n!” Dawn said, getting up and grabbing you. She knew Tara wasn't the dancer of the group.

At first you two danced together, but you did a small spin and she was gone. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Where did she go? You looked at the dancing bodies and saw her dancing with some random guy.

Well there goes dancing with friends.

You were about to leave the dance floor and go back to Tara, but the feeling of two hands on your hips made you freeze. “Don’t go yet, let’s dance.” The raspy voice whispered in your ear. It was clearly Tony.

You quickly spun around looking at him in disgust. “Ew, hell no! Don’t touch me.” Tony chuckled dryly. “Why are you playing so hard to get? Your friend is clearly occupied with a man, so why can’t you be?” You shook your head at his words.

“Not with you!” You didn’t wait to hear his answer as you spun on your heel and went back to Tara. Tara was nursing a fruity drink when you came back. “That Tony guy is really getting on my nerves and creeping me out. Y’know he just touched my hips when I was dancing.”

Tara’s eyes grew wide. “He what?” She practically yelled. She stood up, ready to find this Tony guy and put her fists in his face, but you quickly stopped her. “Woah, hey, stop. There’s no need for any of that.” Tara looked back at you, seeing your pleading eyes.

She let out a huff, sitting back down. “Whatever, but the next time he does anything to you. I’m beating his ass.” You smiled, feeling a little more safe. At least someone was gonna stick up for you.

You stayed around Tara for a little while and continued to drink. Dawn is more of a party person out of you three, so not seeing her after that Brittany song isn’t really surprising.

Tara is more calm and protective. She’s like the mother of the group while you were the shy one. You were really quiet unless spoken to.

“Imma go to the bathroom real quick.” You announced, standing up. You pushed through the grinding bodies until you reached the bathroom.

You did your business, and fixed your appearance before opening the door to leave, but as soon as it opened, you were met with the tall figure of Tony.

You harshly gasped, putting a hand on your heart. “Oh fuck, you scared me!” Tony smirked. “Didn’t mean to, maybe I should check your heartbeat.” You couldn’t say anything as his hand came up to your chest, squeezing your left breast.

You gasped, quickly slapping him. “Don’t. fuckin.’ touch me!” Tony hissed, touching his cheek while throwing his head back. “Fuck, I have a huge boner now cause of you. I think you should take care of it. Take care of me, nurse.”

Nasty. That’s all you could think of. What kind of person does this to someone they don’t know. “Sick, nasty, and pathetic, that’s what you are. I’ve already told you 2 times to leave me alone you sick creep! Go find someone else to flirt with and harass!” You scolded him, pushing past his body and into the crowd.

Tony watched with dark eyes as you sped walked to your friend. When you reached Tara you practically had tears in your eyes. “Tara, I think I’m gonna go home.”

She saw your eyes and heard the way your voice cracked, worry taking over her. “Why what happened? If it was that Tony guy, I swear I’m gonna shove his balls so far up his ass, he won’t even be able to-”

You quickly cut her off. “No! It wasn’t him. I’m just not feeling so well. I think I’ve had to much fruity drinks.” Well that excuse was believable. Since you're the shy one of the group and don’t go out much, you’ve clearly drank a little past your limit.

Tara nodded, feeling relieved that Tony wasn’t the reason you were going. “You want me to call you a cab, or walk back with you?” You quickly denied. You were definitely gonna cry on your way back.

“No, stay here with Dawn. You know how bad she gets.” You two shared a small laugh before you left. Since the drive was 10 minutes it would probably take you 20 to walk back.

You quickly started walking down the concrete towards the end of the road. You couldn’t wait to get home, wash your body, and lay down in your shared apartment. You felt much safer there.

You continued to walk, turning the corner when you saw someone come beside you. At first you thought it was Tara, but it was just an old woman. “Excuse me, young lady."

You turned and saw the sweet old lady looking up at you. “I think you're walking too fast for the man behind you. He's been following after you now for 11 minutes. Just wanted to let you know. Happy Halloween!"

You watched as the lady walked fast, humming a Christmas song? Her words were deep in your mind. There was someone following you?

You continued to walk, but carefully looked over your shoulder and that's when you saw him. You could see his face. It was Tony from earlier.

He must've been really pissed because the look on his face looked scary. He looked mad, mouth in a thin line, eyes dark, looking at your form.

Your breath hitched as you realized, your steps growing faster. Then you heard his increase. The heel of his shoes were loud as they slapped against the concrete.

How did you not notice him earlier? So much for being aware of your surroundings!

You felt your heart rate increase as you walked faster. Is this the end? Is this where you die or get kidnapped? Maybe you should’ve let Tara punch him.

As you turned the corner again, the sight of a man dressed in a black and white clown suit caught your attention. He had a black trash bag over his shoulder as he walked out an alleyway.

You thought quickly, slowing your steps. “Babe, there you are!” Art froze, looking over at you. He instantly noticed the fear in your eyes as you looked at him. “I just came from that party. Had some fun, but didn’t feel so good.” You made conversation, but Art stayed quiet looking at you.

You took slow steps as you walked to him. You wrapped your arms around him in a hug, making Art freeze. Even though you both had clothes on, you felt so warm. Art dropped his trash bag, hugging you back.

Is he even doing this right?

Only by a little did you feel some fear go away. Weirdly, Art sniffed your hair, the smell of your shampoo hitting his nose. For once he felt at ease. “M-missed you, baby. I was so sad since you couldn’t pick me up.” You said, pulling back from him.

You looked behind you seeing Tony now gone and Art quickly connected everything. You were pretending that he was your boyfriend in order to scare away that creep. The fear in your eyes and the shadow lurking behind you as you practically ran to him told the story.

You let out a sigh, closing your eyes. “Thank you so much for that. That guy was following me for like 10 minutes after I rejected him at a party. He even groped my breast!” Art frowned.

If there’s one thing he didn’t like is someone forcefully pushing themselves on someone.

“Again, thank you so much, and sorry if that made you uncomfortable.” You muttered, looking down at his big clown shoes. Art reached into his trash bag, pulling out a bag of Trail gummy worms. You smiled widely.

“Thank you, this is my favorite candy!” You felt joy erupt in you. You looked back at him. “I’ll get out of your hair- hat now. Have a great Halloween!” Art felt a little sadness in him as he watched you walk away.

Now you feel a little safer going home. You walked faster this time and before you knew it, you reached it. You did what you said you were, taking a shower, having a small dinner, and going to bed, hoping you would forget about all of this.

The next morning you went into the kitchen to get a bowl of cereal. As you walked into the living room where Tara was on the couch watching a reality TV show, breaking news interrupting it, a groan coming from her.

“Breaking news! A man who police have not identified yet has been found dead at ***** in an alleyway. Police said he was brutally murdered with many different types of weapons and even shot in his private area. We’re not gonna show any images, but the carving of the letters A-R-T spelling Art was found on his chest. If you know any information about this murder or the meaning behind Art, please contact the police.”

Tara winced as she heard the reporter say those things. “God, people are crazy out here.” She said as her show popped back on.

You weren’t really focused on that though. Why did that name seem so familiar?

You put your bowl down on the coffee table and walked back to your room. You looked on your dresser and at the bag of candy you got from the clown. On the back it said ART signed in a black marker with a weird looking heart.

That’s when the realization hit.

You pretended to date a clown who was a killer.

May I request nsfw alphabet for Tommy? btw, I'm always love your posts! S2 S2

Thomas Hewitt NSFW Alphabet:

A = Aftercare (What they're like after sex)

Thomas is super into aftercare. He hates when he has to leave you after sex, for whatever reason it is, he wasn't to be able to just bask in the afterglow with you. Ideally, he'll just get to lay with you, holding you and being close to you. He loves when you give them those little smiles of bliss before giving him a gentle kiss, he just adores you so much. If he does get called away from your side, he tries to make it up to you as soon as he can.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of yours)

If asked for his favourite body part of yours, Thomas wouldn't be able to answer. He just couldn't choose! However, he definitely has an unconscious preference for your thighs. They're so soft and he loves touching them and having them wrapped around him.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically...I'm a disgusting person)

Thomas has a breeding kink so...that's pretty self explanatory. However, he is aware of the consequences and wouldn't want to put something on you that you didn't want...so, he'll be more careful. Honestly, he's happy with whatever you're happy with, it doesn't bother him that much.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Thomas' dirty secret isn't some sort of hidden kink that he's ashamed to tell you about, it's all about before you were dating. Now, he figures he is allowed to look at you and think about you in a certain way, you are his S/O after all and you have a sexual relationship. But when you were just his sweet friend that cared about him so much? God, he felt terrible for thinking about you in such a way. You would give him the gentlest of touches and it would send a thrill through him, which only brought him shame. No matter how much the thoughts of you plagued him, he could barely look you in the eyes afterwards. Thankfully, it's not something he has to worry about now that you're together.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

Thomas has no experience before you and that does make him a little nervous at first, but you soon put him at enough ease to feel like he has nothing to worry about. He's just a little worried that it's not going to be good for you, so he does accept any form of guidance you offer. Thomas is a fast learner and wants nothing more than to please you. He knows that no matter what, you were perfect and are wonderful to him, he just wants to be the same for you. Like I said, fast learner and eager to satisfy, he may have no experience but you won't be disappointed with him.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

It may not be very adventurous but Thomas' favourite position is missionary, it allows him to be close to you and it feels intimate. Plus it can be considered somewhat 'traditional', and Thomas kind of likes that. Another favourite of his is just having you ride him, having you take care of him, giving him kisses and praises. Plus, he gets to watch and admire you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

Thomas does see sex as a serious thing. He really does see it as an act of love between two people, and why wouldn't he take that seriously? As time goes on and things become more familiar, he does become (and enjoys being) more playful on occasions.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Not...well. At least, not before your relationship. It's relatively ungroomed, Thomas never really saw the point but his insecurities might bug him to consider it when he thinks the two of you might start having sex. Still, he doesn't really know what he's supposed to do, so probably ends up leaving it for the most part.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

Thomas is very intimate during the moment. Whether he's being completely serious or more playful, he's still intimate. He absolutely loves intimacy of any kind with you, the closeness and love of it all is what he enjoys the most. When one of you goes out of your way to be a little more romantic, Thomas' heart just soars.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Oh boy, there's that shame again. Thomas has no real shame around masturbation in general, having come to see it as a method of releasing tension more than anything. But then you came along and plagued his thoughts, now you were the reason for the stirring feeling within him. Jacking off becomes more regular for Thomas, even if he tried to resist it at first. He always found it hard to look at you the next day.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Praise kink. For the love of God, please praise this man, he will just melt. Tell him how good he is to you, how good he feels and how good he makes you feel, how handsome he is and how much you love him. He’s already in love with you and in awe of you, but he can’t get enough of your loving praise. 

Body Worship. He will worship your body without you needing to ask. He adores everything about you, and now that he can touch and admire your body shamelessly, he is going to take advantage of it. But if you flip that and take the time to worship him, you’re about to hear this large strong man whine for your touch.

Breeding kink. The thought of you having his children drives Thomas insane. He wants a family and the thought of having that family with you just makes him want to throw you over his shoulder and march you up the stairs to his bedroom.

Dominance and Submission. This one was a surprise to him but there is a dominant side to Thomas and it sends a shiver down your spine whenever it comes out.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Thomas' favourite location is his bedroom. It's the one room in the house that is just yours, you're little sanctuary where other members of the household are less likely to bother you. It's safe there and the two of you can just be together, in your room. Other than his bedroom, he quite likes the basement. For the same reason that nobody really goes down there so it offers more privacy. Though, this can only start happening once Thomas allows you to even step foot in the basement. Even then, he makes sure to clean up more than he used too, for your sake.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

You really don't have to go out of your way to turn Thomas on, just being around seems to be enough. But certain things do get him going. Talking about the future, talking about marriage or children, makes him want to get a head start on it. Also, just when you're being extra affectionate, it just makes him want to be closer to you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn-offs)

Thomas would never share you (not that there is really anyone to share you with anyway), he values loyalty and exclusivity. The thought of anyone else touching you breaks his heart.

He also is not into degrading, giving or receiving. He would never want to insult you, even in a roleplay situation, and he couldn't handle any degradation coming from you. However, that doesn't mean he won't be rougher with you if you ask him to be and let him ease into it.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Thomas wouldn't ask for oral and only ever hesitated the first time you had offered, he would never turn down your generosity now. While he certainly enjoys receiving, he also enjoys genuinely enjoys giving. His approach is never particularly...skilful, but its determined and effective.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.)

It all depends on Thomas' mood. In early stages of your relationship, he leans towards slow and sensual, not wanting to accidently hurt you in anyway. As your relationship progresses, Thomas becomes more comfortable with being faster and rougher with you, finding that he enjoys it just as much as you do. So, now, it all just depends on his mood but he does both well.

Q = Quickie (Their opinion on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Thomas prefers proper sex, without a doubt, but sometimes he can get busy. The family relies on him for so much these days that he is kept busy a lot, so he understands that quickies can be more practical at times. He doesn't hate them, he does enjoy them and always makes sure to take care of you, but he definitely prefers proper sex.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

For the most part, he is open to experimenting. Pretty much everything is new to him and whether you're introducing him to things or you're discovering things together, he's excited to do so. So, he is open to taking some risks but Thomas will always be hesitant to do anything that he thinks might harm you in anyway (even if it won't, he's just being cautious).

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

Thomas has good stamina, he's an active man with impressive stamina in other aspects of his life, why would it be any different in this case? His stamina always surprises you, sometimes you don't even know how he has it in him for another round, but he usually does!

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) 

He doesn't own any and he's not all that interested in using them. If you ask to incorporate them into sex at some point, he will agree and give it a try, but it's not really for him. He prefers for it just to be the two of you, he thinks it's more intimate that way.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Thomas isn't much of a tease, not at first anyway. As his confidence grows, he becomes more of a tease. If he notices you staring at him, he makes sure to keep your attention on him, thriving on your attention and infatuation. You probably tease him more than he teases you, even if you don't realise it.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

While not being exceptionally loud, it might be the loudest or most vocal you hear him. You adore his groans and occasional grunts. He's relatively quiet for the most part but it's not like either of you can be very loud, since the house always has other people walking around. But on the rare days when you get the house to yourself, you're both allowed to be louder and Thomas does take advantage of the opportunity and you love it.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

There is a lot to Thomas under the surface and you have to be patient to see every side of him, especially in the bedroom. He absolutely cherishes you and he always manages to show that. At the beginning of the relationship, his touches are always so gentle, like you're something precious that he doesn't want to break, like he doesn't want to do anything wrong. Slowly but surely, Thomas begins to become more confident. He stops waiting for you to touch him first, stops trying to be so light-handed with you, stops being overly gentle with you. He starts making the moves rather than waiting for you to make them all. He knows you won't break, that he won't hurt you, that you're enjoying the way he's touching you. It's thrilling the first time he manhandles you, when you feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he plants you down on the table. You love seeing him come out of his shell, becoming more sure of himself.

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants)

I'll leave this one to your imagination...sorry! XD

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Thomas has a high sex drive, it might even be surprising to you when you realise that after you're platonic relationship when he was pretty timid at times. He is pretty much always ready for you, is nearly constantly desiring you.

Z = ZZZ (...how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It depends. Sex doesn't necessarily wipe Thomas out completely, and he is normally perfectly capable of carrying on with chores afterwards. But after a long day when the two of you had ended up in bed, Thomas will have released his pent up tension and be more than ready for sleep. So, he'll likely only stay awake long enough for you both to get comfortable, cuddled up together before finally getting some well deserved rest.

Every Inch

Summary: Doubt creeps in and you find yourself wondering if the ring on your finger still means anything to Sam. But when you confront Sam he’s right there reassuring you in a way that melts away all your fears.

Pairing: Sam x plus-sized!Reader

A/N: Written for @saxxxology’s Plus-Size Challenge. I really didn’t want to take this down the obvious path where the reader has self-esteem issues, but as a bigger person I just couldn’t think of anything else. Honestly. I guess I put a little more of myself rather than ‘Y/N’ in this…

Warnings: Angst… sorry. But then I make up for it with fluffy fluff!!

Bamby

Sam crept into your room late at night. He’d been researching all night, again. You’d headed off to bed hours ago, but not before giving hints that you wanted him to join you. As clueless as ever, Sam hadn’t caught on and simple wished you sweet dreams.

Now, as he tiptoed into the bedroom, you hugged your pillow a little tighter, curled in on yourself a little more, and pretended to be asleep. He was none the wiser, slipping in between the sheets to join you.

He didn’t reach out, didn’t pull you closer, and it hurt. Things had been pretty hectic and chaotic in the hunting world lately, which had left your fiancé too tired to show you the affection you craved.

Already, your self esteem was as stable as an elephant on a high-wire- which is pretty much how you felt. Sure, you were a hunter so you spent your fighting with monsters or running from danger, but it didn’t seem to show every time you stepped onto the scales each morning.

Sighing to yourself, you looked across the room at the blank wall as you listened to Sam drift off to sleep on the other side of the bed.

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