Firstly, When You Get This, You Have To Answer With 5 Things You Like About Yourself, Publicly. Then,

Firstly, when you get this, you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers 💓

5 things I like about myself would be

1. My piercings

2. My tattoos

3. My eyes

4. My hair

5. Surprisingly my nose

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key: ❤️= smut/suggestive 💗= personal favorite

Stan Pines x Reader

disco_date.discard('robbie'): ❤️💗(AO3 Link) (tumblr post coming soon)

Swooning Over Stans: What if Robbie hadn't interrupted your final date?

Green Is Definitely Your Color ❤️💗(AO3 Link) (tumblr post coming soon)

In which body paint and Stan's mouth save the Halloween (but ruin a perfectly good costume).

Keep It Cool ❤️A broken A/C and some Stan belly appreciation [Read on AO3]

Fall Into Me, And Then... 💗 [Read on AO3]

Childhood Best Friends to Lovers with a clueless Teen!Stan

Summer Lovin’ ❤️ Some summer fun with Teen!Stan and friends

Wait ♦️ Teasing Young!Stan during his tour at the Murder Hut

Patience ❤️ [Part 2 of Wait] Your actions on the tour have consequences

Soft Cotton ❤️💗 An intimate moment; playing with Stan's white t-shirt

Found In a moment when you're down and crying, a stranger comforts you.

Friandise 💗 [Read on AO3]

Stan gives you more to feast on than just Stancakes in bed

Orange, Pink Stan helps you celebrate your birthday in style

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The Derby Blues 💗- You accompany "Stan" to the Kentucky Derby

Rasberries for Breakfast - Stan blows raspberries on your tummy

It Hits the Fan - Stan's past catches up to the both of you

Apartment Hunt - A mini heist with Stan in a stranger's apartment

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Dip & Tow 💗- You join Stan in his bed one night on the Stan O' War II

“Are You Still Awake?” - Stan has trouble sleeping; you comfort him

The Usual ❤️- An intimate, stolen moment in The Shack's gift shop

Lucky? - Stan's thoughts about you, wearing his jacket while out on a date

A Bar by the Bay - Sharing shots with a handsome older sailor

Happy - For the first time in maybe ever... you're happy

Stan x OC

"Red" ❤️- Post-Swooning Over Stans, Bri meets back up with Stan [Read on AO3]

Ford Pines x Reader

Galaxy Ford - Ford helps you study for an exam [Read on AO3]

“You Can’t Keep Doing This” 💗 - A stolen moment in Ford's lab (and lap)

“My Hand’s Getting Awful Lonely...” - Ford works out a pickup line

A Casual Chat ❤️- A video call with Modern!College!Ford gets a bit out of hand

Musings

Stan vs Ford: Bringing You Gifts/Treasures

Stan vs Ford: Foreplay ❤️

Stan vs Ford: Falling Asleep

Stan as a cop (he'd never be a fucking cop lol)

Stan x Reader x Ford - You have a date night in and fall asleep on the couch

graphics by @saradika-graphics

Appalachian Miku

Getting back into transformers again

i was wondering if i could request a thing with earthspark megatron and a human reader pls!👉👈

Megatrons partner gives him some kisses early in the day, and he goes about the rest of his day as usual...until he realizes later on that his partner wears lipgloss, and he was walking around with sparkly smooch marks on his face all day

Ahhhh that's absolutely adorable, I shall do my best!

Megatron couldn't keep himself from chuckling as you took full advantage of your proximity to his face, peppering his brow with all the kisses you wouldn't be able to give while the two of you were apart. Holding you close in his cupped palms, he hesitated to check his internal chronometer for the time, knowing he was probably already late to the first of his assigned duties. There would be unpleasant quips from his human superiors if he was, but could anyone blame him for preferring your company to GHOST's?

When he finally did check the time and confirmed his tardiness, he cleared his vents to interrupt the gentle kisses you were still peppering across his cheeks. "I have to meet the others now, love." he said sadly, standing from his berth and stepping from his darkened room into the equally dim hallway. You nodded in equally glum understanding, but perked up when he leaned in so you could nuzzle his helm and offer a final kiss whilst he made a promise.

"I will message you as soon as I am free." he said as he dropped to one knee and helped you to the floor.

"Don't be long." you said playfully as you headed off, loving that he watched you every step of the way until you were beyond his sight.

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Megatron made it a point to attend to his duties swiftly and quite mechanically, not wanting to waste a moment that could have been better spent at your side, but on this particular day he was encountering a number of unexpected hindrances.

Every human he needed to interact with, and he meant every last one, was acting even more unusually than he was accustomed to. He was used to them cowering whenever he turned their way, but he was not prepared for the looks of utter bewilderment he kept encountering as the day wore on. Some would stop to stare, others did double takes, those he needed to speak with directly tended to go speechless... It was as infuriating as it was utterly baffling.

By the time he arrived for his last assignment, a simple unloading of supplies, he was in a sour mood. The only saving grace was that he would be seeing you soon, and that Optimus was providing assistance. Yet even his companion was not immune to the strange behavior infecting the human personnel. As soon as they saw one another his old friend had been unable to hide the expression of surprise that had flashed across his face, yet he hadn't said a word or offered any clue as to what might be amiss. Megatron had still been more than able to spot the smirk on his face when Optimus thought he wasn't looking.

He'd have snapped and demanded an explanation eventually, but thankfully his friend spoke up first, clearing his vents during a brief window where the humans left them alone.

"Megatron?" he said politely, his tone reserved but carrying an undercurrent of what he almost dared to call amusement.

"Optimus." he clipped, depositing another stack of polished metal on the pile. Not bothering to hide his frustration, he crossed his arms as he turned to face his companion, making it as clear as possible that he was aware something was off. "Is something on your mind?"

Optimus failed to hide a flash of a smile, his optics twinkling with restrained delight before he spoke plainly. "No."

"Then why are you acting like this? Primus, why is everyone acting like this? Is there something I don't know?" he snapped, throwing up his arms as the confusion overflowed into frustration. Optimus was hardly alarmed by the outburst, and only shook his helm with a light chuckle.

"Did you have a chance to meet with Y/N this morning?" he asked as he allowed himself to smile, catching Megatron so off guard that his frustration utterly evaporated.

"...Why do you ask?" he countered with a narrowing of his optics, trying to imagine what sort of game he'd fallen into. Was this all an elaborate prank? The absolute delight on his friends face suggested as much, but he couldn't even begin to fathom what the goal of such an excercise might be.

"I would suggest you check your reflection." Optimus advised, providing no answers as he turned to grab the next batch of supplies.

Megatron was left frozen for a moment of continued confusion before he decided to comply, turning to the nearby pile of reflective metal that he'd just been stacking. Feeling a tad bit self conscious, he looked about before gazing deeply into his reflection. The issue became obvious quite immediately.

At least half a dozen glittery kiss marks peppered his helm and face, shimmering in the light before his hand shot up to wipe them away with middling success. His first realization was that the dim light of his bedroom must have hidden the shimmer of your lip gloss, and his second was that every single being he'd encountered had surely noticed... Suddenly the wide eyes and shocked silence made a great deal more sense.

He was near to paralyzed by mortification when the sound of Optimus Prime laughing tore him right out of the fog.

"Why remove it, Megatron?" his old friend said through barely restrained laughter, vents hitching as he struggled to keep his composure. "I'd say it's a good look for you!"

The Prime merely dodged the steel beam that was chucked his way with another laugh whilst Megatron silently committed to revenge that would have made the Great War look peaceful by comparison.

nsfw. mdni. read this by @bunny-extract earlier and my brain short circuited. enjoy fat price getting dommed <3

can't stop thinking about captain john price who retired to a little town and bought a little fixer upper house and goes to the grocery store every week on sundays. he works his ass off to get the house exactly how he wants it, tearing up carpets, rewiring lights, painting rooms. after a couple months, he stopped working out altogether. he breaks his back daily working on the house, but even then a delicious layer of fat develops over his hardened muscles. and since he doesn't see people that often he allows his facial and body hair to get a little bit out of control, allowing himself to get scruffy, no one will even know.

until he somehow gets you in his bed. it starts innocently enough. you ringing up his groceries every sunday. trying to make small talk with the man that you knew was not from around here. his knuckles were usually cracked and dry, hands heavily calloused, but his smile was soft and kind, warming up to you after a couple of weeks.

sundays become both of your guys' favorite days. price spends the week thinking of your voice and your body while painting walls and sanding down wood. you think of his smile and hands while word vomiting out your customer service lines to customers you wish were him.

getting you in his home, in his bed, was not his plan. or your's either. but when a thunderstorm rolls in, inches of rain falling, price offers to give you a ride home when your manager lets you go home early, knowing you have a shit car that he doesn't trust to get you home safe. he wasn't planning on it, but he can't help but invite you over for dinner. this is the closest he's ever had you and he doesn't want to let you go.

and you say yes, not wanting to go home alone for the night. and desperately wanting to see how far you can go with john. dinner is delicious, just like you expected. he apologizes for not having anything for dessert prepared, and all you can do is quirk your brow and tell him there's something else you can think of for dessert.

this definitely was not his plan. you pushing him on the bed, pawing at his cock. he always imagined it the other way around, him shucking you out of your clothes, gazing up at your soft, little smile. but as he looked down at you, tugging off his belt, your eyes were dark and your smile wicked.

you were moving so fast, tugging his jeans and boxers down before he even knew it. he was hoping something like this would happen with you, but he wasn't prepared, he knew he smelled, he hadn't shaved in weeks. he was embarrassed for the first time in a long time, he had somehow gotten you in his bed and he looked like this.

sweetheart, i should get you first. his voice is almost timid, it makes you wet.

john, you jack his thick cock in your hand, admiring the bead of precum that leaks out. you almost moan at the sight of his heavy, hairy balls before gazing back up at his flushed face. i need this more than you even know.

your hand glides up and down his cock with his precum as you nose along his balls. his skin smells musky with a hint of sweat, just like you had been hoping. you suck a hot, heavy ball into your mouth, laving at the salty skin with your tongue as he groans and twitches above you.

he whimpers as you lick your way up his balls to the base of his shaft, dragging your tongue up to the tip and taking him in your mouth. he was a gentleman, trying his best to contain the canting of his hips, but he couldn't help but jerk up when your hands trailed down his legs and reached around to grope at the fat, meaty globes of his ass. you squeezed the supple flesh, feeling the thick, dark hair under your fingers.

he was a mess, whimpers leaving his mouth, hands clutching at the sheets, not wanting to tug at your hair. no one had ever made him feel like this before, desperate and wanton, at their mercy. he liked it though, liked looking down at your teasing smile wrapped around his cock, trying to milk him of all he has. when you ghost a finger over his dry hole he almost loses it, fuck, sweetheart, i can't, i've never-

you're nodding your head before he even realizes that he didn't even think to say no. his cock pulses cum across your tongue at the thought of you sinking one of your fingers into him.

he feels boneless as you finally pull off of him, giving the tip of his cock a dirty kiss. you crawl into his lap and he barely has the energy to bundle you up in his arms, but he knows he can't let you go. and you use just smile your sweet little smile before giving him a wet kiss.

Another Game but this time just ford.

80s Ford Game - Day 0 by Gin-Juice-Tonic (itch.io)

Guy's is this all you love me for?