Hi Hello Can I Get Some Stanford Gleeful X Reader (maybe Smut Please)

hi hello can I get some stanford gleeful x reader (maybe smut please)

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Ahh! My first ask, thank you!

Of course I'll do that! I might have to do some research into he's personality 'n stuff bc I'm not too familiar with the whole Pines/Gleeful swap, but I'll do my best!

(Also I'll put it under your tag when I post it 💋)

When I tell you I ATE this shit uppp😩

🌶️ford x reader headcanons🌶️

✨part 2✨

MINORS DNI

• his experience is solely from his years in other dimensions (he would get lonely and had needs, can you blame him?) you’re not his first, but you are his first human and he considers that an important distinction

• doesn’t take off his glasses, they often fog up in the heat of passion and you think it’s kinda hot

• loves being bitten

• gets hard at your touch

• constantly undressing you with his eyes

• thinks it’s a dirty secret that he used to touch himself to the thought of you before you were even together

• keeps a log of every time you fuck including session time, day of the week, time of day, positions, number of orgasms you had. considers it important data

• always makes sure you’re hydrated and gotten something to eat afterwards.

• very into outdoor sex, not like in a public crowded place, but if you guys going out on a secluded hike he’ll make sure you bring a blanket with you. thinks making love in nature is beautiful

• loves fucking in the rain

• takes a while before he’s willing to admit it to you, but is into somnophilia. makes sure everything is consensual first.

• once hooked you up to an ekg so he could record your heart rate before, during, and after. said it was “for science” but really just gets off to the data

• really into face fucking, but you choke almost every time because he’s just so damn big. he secretly loves it tho

• missed you like crazy during his adventures with stan. would excuse himself below deck to stroke himself to the polaroids you sent him. when he finally came home you spent all night fucking like rabbits

• bridal carries you to the bedroom

• loves picking you up and fucking you against the wall

• when you’re on top he loves gripping your hips and bucking up into you. very much desires control no matter the position

• takes advantage of a good storm because it gives him an excuse to be louder and coax you to also be loud

• talks to you the whole time but stutters and has trouble completing his sentences as he gets closer to finishing

• talks you through your orgasm

“that’s it, y/n. you’re doing so good”

• goes feral when you remove his clothes for him

• has a habit of grabbing and pulling your hair, especially when you’re giving him head

• will beg you to sit on his face, wants you to suffocate him in pussy

First post! 🪼

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Living/being with Stan (or Ford) just the domestic stuff rn. And just general headcannons that I've thought of.

(I can't get these out of my head and I need to put it somewhere, I'll also make a freaky version later)

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on the days you make dinner he'll come up from behind and wrap his arms around your waist and burry his face in your neck, and sways you to the music playing in the backround while you cook.

Saturdays are for sleeping in, especially for Stan. And there's no arguing with him, if you try to get out of bed he'll just drag you back down against his chest throwing the warm blankets back over you both, mumbling for you to stay.

When it comes to Ford you have to practically drag him away from his work and into bed. He appreciates it though, he doesn't how long hes been working till you come get him.Once you're finally in bed he holds you close like he's afraid of losing you while he sleeps.

Stan definitely calls you toots like that one episode with that spider lady, omg that has such a hold on me! Or sweetheart, lord have mercy!

Ford would probably call you darlin' or dear, something a little more on the polite side, might also call you sweetie.

For date nights Stan would definitely take you out on the town, maybe a fancy dinner and a bar after? For Ford I think he'd prefer something at the house, like a candle lit dinner and a movie, nothing too fancy.

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Imagine kissing Ford/ teaching Ford how to kiss and or being his first proper kiss since the only experience he has was with a robot he made for practice back in high school.

I feel like this man would become addicted to kissing you after the first time to the point Stan has to cover dipper and Mabel’s eyes screaming ‘PDA! PDA! There are kids in the room and a jealous old man!’

Pleaseee I need more of thisss!!!! 😭

♱ — 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬 𖤐 bill cipher x fem!reader, Who Framed Roger Rabbit au, bill cipher is Roger coded and you are the one and only Jessica Rabbit coded, Bill Cipher will be a triangle suck a lemon for those who don’t fuck with triangle bill

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

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There you were, applying the first layers of your makeup, wearing a fluffy white robe to cover your sparkly, seductive red dress, while your hair was held by hair rollers as soft jazz played from your record player. Your assistant knocked on your door. "Mrs. Cipher, you have gifts."

"Bring them in, Stevie. Thank you," you said, your voice dripping with a sultry tone. Your assistant entered and placed the gifts onto your couch. You resumed applying your makeup, but a tag from the gifts caught your eye. You see the 'tag', which turns out to be a card.

"For my dearest, loveliest wife, from your one and only husband, Bill Cipher. Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo - flip to the second page for more hugs and kisses, dearest!" you read, a smile spreading across your lips.

You smiled lovingly at the tag and flipped to the second page without leaving out a word or letter. On the next page, there continued to be lots of 'xoxoxo's until you spotted a Polaroid picture of Bill. You saw the picture of Bill blinking, and unexpectedly, he popped out of the picture, floating above you with a mischievous grin.

"Well, well, well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes! Look at you! Looking beautiful as ever, toots!" Your triangle husband praised, doing a little spin in the air. He eagerly grabbed your hand and peppered it with kisses from his eyelid. "Mwah! Mwah! Mwah!" he exclaimed, his voice high-pitched and giddy.

You chuckled, and your eyelids rested unintentionally seductively since you were drawn that way to be unintentionally seductive. "Oh, honey, you flatter me way too much. I'm just wearing a mere robe, and my hair is still in rollers," you said in your natural deep voice. Bill rolled his cat-like pupil eye and scoffed dramatically.

"Nonsense, nonsense! I will love you and spoil you with my affection no matter what, dearest!" Bill declared, swooping down to plant a kisses on your hand. He then snapped his fingers, causing a clone of himself to appear and do the same to your other hand.

You sighed and shivered, feeling goosebumps on your exposed neck as the clone merged back into the original Bill. The yellow triangle then opened one of the boxes he had given you as a gift - it was a pair of sparkly, deep purple gloves.

"A pair of sparkly gloves for my brightest supernova that shines brighter than any other star from all the dimensions I've visited and destroyed," Bill giggled, doing a little jig in the air.

You smiled lovingly at him. You reached for the gloves, but he just pushed your hands away from them with his black fingers, tsking playfully.

"Ah, ah, ah, let me do the honor of putting these gloves on your beautiful hands and arms," he said, snatching up the gloves and carefully sliding them onto your fingers and arms, smoothing out any wrinkles with his extra hands.

With his extra hands, he wanted to do your makeup, gushing the entire time about how lucky he was to have a loving, hot diggity dynamite wife like you. "Oh, you're just the most beautiful and wonderous creature to ever exist, toots! The bee's knees! The cat's meow!" he exclaimed, giggling uncontrollably.

When he finished doing your makeup, he was just giggling at how beautiful you are, floating around you in circles. You looked at the mirror and just dotted a fake mole on your cheek.

"Oh, Billy, honey, you are such an artist," you said seductively, grabbing him and peppering his 'face' or triangle body with kisses, leaving lipstick marks all over him. You finished with one final, lingering smooch on his 'lips', which are his eyelids.

Bill's body jolted like electricity at the kiss, and his top hat let out a train-like whistle at your affection. Once you broke the kisses, Bill was over the moon and couldn't stop giggling, doing loop-de-loops in the air.

As you were going to take off your robe that covers your sparkly red dress and undo the hair rollers, Bill stopped you, claiming he wanted to wowed and surprised once he sees you perform on stage all dolled up.

"See you later, Billy," you said, giving him a coy wink.

He giggled like an idiot, his voice cracking. "See you later, angel lips!" he squeaked, before zipping out of the room in a blur of yellow and black.

i need him

mullet stan doodles that totally didnt take me forever