Pls Elaborate When U Say Mr Puzzle Takes It In The Ass. PLEASE

SAW YOUR INSIDE JOB POST.. YOU KNOW WHO IM GONNA ASK FOR...

begging for dom reagan i love her

OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHG IM ALREADY WORKING ON IT BABES…

okay i aint seen anyone ask... but i must. give me bonnie (bubblegum) headcannons or give me death (i will take marci ones too..) listen i just need some sapphic in my life

a/n — been sitting on this request for a while, but I LOVE princess bubblegum!!!!!

warnings — Mostly fluff headcanons, a few smutty ones, readers gender is never specified but this is definitely sapphic

summary — Princess Bubblegum x Reader Headcanons

SFW —

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 Bubblegum isn’t new to relationships, but it is rare for her to develop real romantic feelings towards people, so count yourself lucky.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 A lot of the time, she’s caught up in her work. This doesn’t mean she doesn’t care about you, and she definitely takes precautions to show you.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 Sometimes when she knows she’ll be working a while, she’ll send you little gift baskets full of things you like. (She did the calculations, all gift baskets must have at least an 92.77% chance of positively affecting you.)

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 She’s been fully independent since she was a little kid, so you have to be there to show her support.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 Force her to take breaks, bring her breakfast in bed, personally deliver tea to her lab, and then insist of giving her company.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 Because of her terribly formal and stressful princess duties, she would definitely prefer mundane dates rather than fancy ones.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 Curling up on the couch after a long day and just binging stupid movies together.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 Let her curl up into your side, she probably needs it, despite what she says.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 She would find it very attractive if your specifically good at a craft (art, dancing, etc..)

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 Like if you’re a good cook, she’d love to watch you work. It’s kind of a science in itself right? She’s find it fascinating to watch you work.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 And yes, maybe she just likes when you do things for her.

NSFW —

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 Switch, but definitely more of a top. She clearly likes to be in control.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 She wouldn’t claim to be too kinky, but she is curious, so she’d be willing to try a lot of things.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 ‘Experimenting’ with your body, touching you everywhere, taking in your fascinating reactions.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 She doesn’t bottom easily unless there’s a lot of trust there, but from how much she works, it’d definitely do her good.

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 I could see her trying to lean back and let you take care of her after a long week, but only if you insist.

“your acoustic” your unoriginal and cringe. if your gonna be ableist towards me get creative

"ur so acoustic" u will not be able to hear acoustic when i am through with u.

your patrick bateman post is so real, you have no idea

Oh definitely. Because I have such a thing for taking stereotypically dominant, daddy-ass male characters, and figuring out how and why they would ever submit, in the most in-character way possible.

Because Batemans character, despite the dumming down the ‘sigma male’ fanbase has done, is an interesting one. Because yes, he is assertive, and cold blooded with no real emotions, and yeah, dominant. But he’s also a greedy, priss, whose personality is so heavily rooted in toxic masculinity, insecurity is always present. And he’s a total bratty narcissist.

No, he’s not an average sub, but he’s an interesting one. Maybe with a reader just as crazy as him? I dunno, ideas are floating around.

I just think cocky, evil sons of bitches are the most interesting to write in a submissive role.

I know he was gonna win, but genuinely nothing can explain the grief I feel. And America voted for him. The next four years are going to be the consequence of that. This blog has nothing to do with politics, just. damn.

If you voted for trump, get the fuck off my page.

America is officially fucked. If any of you voted for that funky ass orange, bowling ball looking ass, racist ass, rapist ass, felon ass, misogynist ass, homophobic ass bitch, please unfollow and block me with all disrespect.

FIDDLEFIRD PROMPT FIDDLEFORD PROMPT

Mister country boy meeting a goth/rebel kind of reader and he is just putty but very embarrassed about it

Golden reviver boy and black cat gn

My P.U.N.K. Girl

warnings — SFW, just fluff, young!fiddleford, college fiddleford implied, gn reader

summary —Fiddleford x Alternative!reader headcanons

<𝟑 Imagine a small town country bumpkin who barely left the farm seeing a goth or punk person for the first time.

<𝟑 Your first meeting wasn’t even a meeting, because he was looking at you from a distance and ran into a pole.

<𝟑 Maybe you finally call him out on his staring, by marching at him very confused, and almost angrily. Presumably in the 70s, most states you got were with fowl intent.

“Why are you always doing that?” You ask, “Staring at me like I have a third head.”

His eyes widened. “Why I— I reckon your most striking person i’ve ever seen,” then he blushed and shrank back into himself, “If I may say so myself, [ma’am/sir].”

Your tone softened, “oh.”

<𝟑 He’d be so smitten with his alternative partner, thinking you’re breathtaking in every way.

<𝟑 The way you decorate yourself is just as fascinating to him as the politics of it all which, being as sheltered as him, he knew little about before you.

<𝟑 He doesn’t understand a lot of it, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t think you’re beautiful.

<𝟑 Imagine getting him all dolled up like you one time, after hours of persistence.

“I don’t know ‘bout this, darling, I think i’m better off—“ He’d try to say before you turn his chair around to face the mirror.

You shush him. “What about now?” He looked at himself and studied his face and clothes.

“Imagine me in this old getup— I look ridiculous!” He’d almost laugh.

You release a giddy giggle, “You look amazing!”

<𝟑 These movements are very rooted in politics, so imagine dragging him to a protest. He would probably feel incredibly out of place, poor thing.

<𝟑 He’d be so blushy around you, he just thinks your so breathtaking and bold, it’s hard not to get weak in the knees when your here.

<𝟑 If you have a punk or goth band that goes with your subculture, he’d be at every show! Despite how loud it is, and even if he’s swamped in work.

<𝟑 Picture him in the back, stopping his twiddling with his mechanics to look up at you, being utterly yourself. Perfect.

fiddleford + fem!reader dry humping drabble for dinner.... I'm a starving worm starving to death and this is my very last wish

👁️....

i’m too tired to actually write something good but… imagine how squirmy he would be. A make out session distracting him from his mechanics turning into something more. Fully clothed or not he’d still be bucking up into you desperately whining. Imagine him creaming his pants over it too? Mmph, nerds.

Once again , please tell me if you're uncomfortable writing it, but Ford being so starved of touch, having so many places of stimulation touched on his body and being praised that he's accidentally cumming very quickly in his pants during a heavy make out session!

He says a little "Oh! :( " when it happens.

He feels very mortified and ashamed, tries to hide it first to make it unnoticeable (he failed big time at it). His girlfriend reassures him, tells him it's okay, it's hot and there's nothing to be ashamed of. ❤️😭

-🌌

Work Break

700 words,, Stanford x reader

a/n — Couldn’t think of a song title this time, I feel out of character. Also this isn’t proofread.

warnings — NSFW, dom!reader, at what point in the series this takes place is unclear, gender neutral!reader, sub!ford

summary — Reader helps Ford take a break from work, he gets a little excited.

You kiss up his jawline and land on his check before he decides to protest, “I have mountains of work that I have to get back too—“

“Just wait, baby,” You make your way over to his mouth, feeling that he’s about to abject again, and so you roll your hips ever so slightly on his slap.

He was half-hard from the attention, and he sucked in breath when you did it. A paper was still in one hand, as he’d refused to give in yet. 

“Y/n—“ He warned, voice now shaky, but was cut off with a disgusting kiss on his lips. 

Your hands explored his body, caressing his chest, and tracing on his arms, before settling on his pecks. For a nerd, he had a wonderful body. You always thought that. 

You broke away from the kiss, drawing a sound of disappointment from Ford, which he tried to cover up by clearing his throat.

“You deserve this, you know,” You remind, tugging at his collar to flash a little bit of skin on his neck. You needed a place to sink your teeth into.

“Don’t be absurd, i’ve barely gotten anything done today. I deserve a slap on the wrist and an order to get back to work— ah— ah—“

You sank into his neck while he was talking, and licked the spot after you were done, “You know that’s not true, Ford.”

And you were being honest. Whenever a new project caught his attention, he acted like it was the end of the world all over again. 

“You’ve done so much already, it’s coming along good,” You pluck the papers out of his hands either mild protest from Ford, and take his hand afterwards.

“Your— doing— so— good—“ You plant a kiss on every one of his fingers inbetween words, Ford blushes and looks away, muttering something about how he’s ‘not necessarily doing good, barley done anything..’ 

To make the make out session a little more to Ford taste, you take his other hand and do the same thing. This time, rolling your hips ever-so-slightly against his, now fully hard, cock.

He whimpered, and you took the opportunity to interlock lips with him again. Pushing your mouths together—with excessive spit, if you’re being honest—you continued the slight roll of your hips he seemed taken with.

At some point, your hands let go of his, and went to his hair. You deepened the kiss once more. In between breaths, you commented things like, “So good, ford,” “You’re so beautiful,” “So smart, baby.”

The entire time Ford had been whimpering into your kiss, hands now placed on the side of your hips and grasping at the fabric on your shirt. His pants had tightened noticeably during this time, and he was hoping you wouldn’t notice the precum beginning to stain the top of his pants. 

You had a way of turning his brain to mush that, surprisingly, he didn’t just allow. He craved. Your attention was positively unmatched, especially when your moving like that, or how your tongue his doing that thing he likes, or how your saying such sweet things and— 

 Oh.

Ford whined uncharacteristically and buried himself in your kiss. His hands moved you down on his lap so you wouldn’t notice what happened. 

It didn’t work. You opened your eyes with a quizzical look and tapped the crotch of his pants, then breaking away fully to look down. 

He was still hard, but it was apparently he’s finished earlier by the embarrassing stain on his slacks.Poor thing. 

“I-i’m sorry, y/n. I got—“ he rubbed the back of his neck apologetically, “—carried away. I guess, uh, I should cleanup and… Oh god, i’m sorry—“

Your face looked sympathetic, as it guided his chin back to meet your gaze, “No, no, it’s fine, Ford really. It’s cute you got so excited.”

His looked lightened at this, but you continued before he could talk. 

“In fact, why don’t we do it right this time? If you’re up for round two.”

college is a war that i am LOSING

"my baby, my baby" except its me to my bed full of stuffed animals after a long hard day of war (classes)

I understand bill cipher bc if I fumbled Stanford pines I’d also start the apocalypse