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So I've come to the decision to go on a indefinite hiatus.Maybe I'll be inspired to write again. Maybe I won't. But thanks for the wonderful times and for everyone who has engaged with me in one way or another.
Remember to take care of yourselves. Start those projects you're too scared to start. And remember to have fun!
Taskforce 141 and how they appreciate thick thighs. (Gender neutral)
Soap is a menace. He loves marking up your thighs with bruises watching how they jiggle when sucks the fat of your thigh and lets go with a satisfying pop. Wear anything short to show them off and he's there touching and caressing you.
Ghost is happiest when he's being suffocated. You can squeeze his face with your thighs and he's the happiest man alive being surrounded by your soft warmth. You in jeans is his kryptonite because the denim highlights how thick they are.
Gaz likes slapping your ass and watching how your thighs jiggle. He's squeezing them like stress balls. Really likes it when you let him use them as pillows to nap on. Suprize him by wearing some thigh high socks and it's like Christmas to Kyle.
Price is gentler he loves running his hands over the plush skin watching how the muscles tense and relax under his touch. Loves to grab a handful and just hold your inner thigh as he watches tv. Much like Soap though he likes to mark you up just to remind you of him every time your thighs brush together.
do you guys ever like forget you're interested in something until you start engaging with it again and you go "oh wait i'm like crazy crazy about this yeah"
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Gaz's favourite thing about having you, his asexual partner, by far, is that every week, he plays a song. one song that he knows you like and vibe with. and tells you that the song is actually about sex. just to watch your mouth drop, look up the lyrics and just lose your absolute shit because how the fuck did you miss that at your big age?
every week, he does this. it pisses you off (mostly because you feel stupid for not looking too closely to the lyrics and just maybe enjoying the catchy tune) but you laugh about it once you're done screaming "oh my fucking god!" every five seconds while he's laughing at you on the couch.
You realized this very early on in your relationship with the man.
He's handsy but god does he get a hundred times worse the moment you wear something tight that shows off all your curves.
He's salivating at the dips and rolles of your stomach. Practically begging and panting out your name as he grabs a handful off your delicious ass.
He doesn't give you a chance to breathe as he has you on your hands and knees rutting into you like the mutt he is.
Going on about how your ass cheeks are soft pillows for his hips to snap against.
Man handles your soft warm body as he chooses. Groping you as he twists and turns you oh so gently like he's handling a fine piece of art
He marvels at the stretch marks that litter your skin as he licks a searing hot path up to your breasts.
Moans out the moment he has a nipple in his mouth with you pressed up against his chest.
He takes you like that again hands no doubt leaving marks as he grips the fat of your hips.
He pistons into you, loving the feeling of your soft stomach as it rubs against his hard chest.
He loves to mark you up too. Everywhere he can reach your neck ,tits but his favorite place is definitely between your thighs.
He knows they rub together especially in those lovely tight jeans of yours. He knows everytime the material rubs just right you'll feel his marks on you.
And if he leaves a few on your gorgeous plush ass well what can he say he likes sinking his teeth into something soft.
Yep alright, it's 12:26 and I mentioned arguing with Ford to @callsigngrim and @stickyarbiterwombat and it just won't leave my head
Ford x Reader
18+
MDNI, AND I WILL CHECK!!!!
God, he's so fucking smart and sometimes it's the hottest thing you've ever seen... sometimes it's fucking insufferable.
Sometimes, you're in the middle of explaining something and he'll either excitedly cut you off, or worse, immediately correct you.
It doesn't even matter if it's even a subject from his various fields of study, he's the smartest person in the room, and sometimes he just has that insufferable urge to make that fact known.
There's a pause. You either correct him because he mangled the concept, or chide him because he cut you off.
And either way, he doubles down.
This is the part where two paths diverge. You can, of course, let it go. I wouldn't blame you, Fidds wouldn't blame you, hell, BILL HIMSELF WOULDN'T BLAME YOU. Arguing with Ford is like playing chess with a pigeon, even if you win, he'll knock the pieces off the board and strut around like he won.
Your other option is to argue. A word of advice, only engage him in an argument if you're good at ignoring things.
Do your best to ignore the way his voice changes cadence, the way his cheeks flush just slightly, the way his fingers drum at his thighs as if he's trying to pace when he can jump back in.
Ignore the way his lips curl just slightly when you eventually raise your voice in frustration because even when he's wrong, he still looks so fucking smug.
Go ahead and keep ignoring the way he absolutely treats this like foreplay, baiting you into shoving him, just so he can take hold of your wrists and pull you into his lap.
Ignore the way he groans and keeps arguing his point as he stretches you open on his fingers.
Ignore the way he bullies his cock into your tight hole, still arguing his point, taking your panting whimpers as you conceding your point.
Then ignore the satisfied grin on his face as he considers the argument won, with the added benefit of your blissful, fucked out smile as you look up at him, the argument the furthest thing from your mind.
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He's constantly surrounded by violence he needs to be harder and sharper than his enemies.
He's covered in scars and hard skin from years on the field and his missions always leaves him on edge... until he comes home to you.
You are his complete opposite. You and your soft plush body. The only marks on you skin are the stretch marks you shyly tried to hide the first time you two fell into bed together.
The way everything about you is a luxury he thought he could never deserve.
It takes him a day or too to settle at home. For his brain to register that he's safe and he doesn't need to be ghost he can be Simon.
You don't have time to even think when you hear him come down into the living room before he's on you. Groping your soft flesh and kissing you like there is no tomorrow.
He pushes your soft thighs apart yanks your underwear off. And he feasts. You lock him in soft thighs keeping him in place while he makes a mess out of you.
You've learned fairly quickly that Simon is a talker when he has his face buried in your pretty cunt. He's the happiest when he's being suffocated by the fat of your thighs.
And when he looks up at you and your pretty bouncing tits? The man is in heaven.
He pulls orgasm after orgasm out of you. And he hasn't even fucked you yet.
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Mdni, 18+, again, not a big blog, I can and will check.
This is me being thirsty for Fiddleford and Ford and is mainly just self serving smut (sorry folks, nothing super graphic) thats a bit ooc!
Fidds x Ford x reader
Okay but can you imagine being a second research assistant? Maybe still a student, or another graduate that was a friend of Fidds? It's not hard to convince you to join, hell, you're happy to work on a project that actually has funding. Moving out to Gravity Falls to meet Ford for the first time, reconnecting with your friend, and realizing pretty quickly that the two are absolutely, definitely fucking.
How could you not notice? The way they look at each other, the way they occasionally sneak off together while you're focused on your work, hell, Ford didn't have the cabin sound proofed, even if you had missed everything else, the moans and whimpers were unmistakable.
But no one talked about it.
Fidds had an alibi, a loving wife and a kid back in Palo Alto.
Ford had something resembling an alibi, everymarried to his work, with no time for relationships of any kind.
And you? You had a lot of pent up sexual frustration of your own, stuck in the woods with two men that had each other to satisfy their baser needs; meanwhile, you had your hand and no time to get more intimately familiar with it.
The shift was gradual, the changes easily explainable.
Fidds was always physically affectionate, so it wasn't odd when he began to drape himself over your shoulders to watch you work, asking questions and proposing small adjustments. It wasn't even all that odd when he'd convince you to come to bed and cuddle you through the night when Ford couldn't be convinced to leave the lab.
Ford was always prone to impulsive moments of affection, or at least thats what Fiddleford had told you, so it wasn't the strangest thing in the world when he pulled you into an excited kiss when you came back from a walk with one of Moth Man's moths in a jar. It didn't strike you as odd when he pulled you into a breath-taking, bruising kiss when you finally figured out amd fixed a minor error with one of his prototypes.
Nothing struck you as out of the ordinary until you were pressed between them, a tangle of sweaty limbs, your heartbeat in your ears, drowning out the panting moans. Even then, your only confusion was why Ford was still wearing his socks.
A cool thing about writing is that the better you get at it, the more you're aware of what you want out of it, which means it gets harder, which means you actually feel like you're getting worse.
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