houndsabbath

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Dale following you around in his car as you go about your errands, you soon realize and confront him and he scrambles to put his dick away, but you decide u want to help him out, how does that go down?

omg i love creeper dale!!

dale sees you walking over to his car expecting you to be pissed, but you aren’t!

you knock on his window and smile. “you need some help?”

dale’s eyes fill with tears from embarrassment as he tries to put his cock away, but you open his door, grabbing ahold of his face with one hand as the other hand strokes his cock.

“look at you,” you coo watching him sob as his cock twitches in your hand. “you do need some help, don’t you?”

before he can say anything, you climb into his lap and shut the door once you’re inside, dale sniffling and wiping his tears. his hearts pounding out of his chest as he watches you lower yourself, your lips wrapping around his cock.

“so innocent, so sweet,” he sobs as he thrusts his hips trying to get you to suck him deeper.

you pull away and a string of spit follows your movements, his cock glistening. you stroke him some more, his hands gripping the steering wheel to brace himself.

“p-please don’t stop touching me,” he chokes out, your hand squeezing him tight and his cock leaks precum.

“what do you say to me for being a fucking creep?”

“i-im sorry for being a creep! please just keep going!” dale cries out, you can feel his cock twitching in your hand and you lick his tip as you continue jacking him off.

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can u do dale fucking a fem reader on their period?? maybe he gets really messy n nasty with it 👀

MINORS DNI

CONTENT WARNING- dale eats reader out on their period (tampon in!!), dale pulls reader’s tampon out, satanism, p in v

“come on, dale, that’s disgusting,” you groan as he lays on top of you kissing your neck.

“oh, little angel, you know a little bit of blood doesn’t bother me.”

you were freshly showered and all clean, just wanting to lay down and relax. you didn’t feel like taking another shower. dale nibbles at your ear and his hand slips inside your robe.

“i said—“

he cuts you off and grips your throat tightly. “just a little taste, i need you, you know that…” he pushes his cock against your leg and gives your tender tit a squeeze in his large hand.

dale opens your robe and his hand moves between your thighs, immediately playing with your pussy, your hips rocking to his movements as he rubs your clit. you couldn’t stop him, you were too horny, but the thought was embarrassing.

“daley, please…” you whimper as he teasingly pulls at the tampon string, his fingers feeling the wetness forming between your lips.

“you’re always so sensitive,” he giggles mocking you. “i know you want this, i feel you squeezing…”

you breathe heavily as he kisses down your body, nipping at your skin as he finally gets to your wet cunt. he begins eat you out, completely ignoring the tampon as his tongue swirls around your clit. you moan in pleasure and disgust, but your legs naturally dangle over his shoulders as he pushes your legs up some. 

“you don’t like when i eat this messy little pussy?” he asks as against you. he watches you shake your head and frowns playfully. “aw, that’s too bad, little angel. i guess i’ll just have to find another way to please you.”

dale grabs the tampon string and pulls gently, the two of you hearing a soft popping sound as the slick cotton slips out of you. it glistens thanks to your fluids and he tosses it into the bin next to mattress. he looks down at your messy cunt and grabs the towel you used for your shower, shoving it under your ass.

“look at you, listening so well and i didn’t have to tell you,” he praises as he gets the towel situated. “now hold still.”

dale pulls his cock out of his long johns and strokes himself, watching as you rub your clit. “you’re so fucking filthy,” he groans, rubbing his thick tip all over your messy cunt. “all bloody and fertile.”

he pushes all the way in and you moan loudly as he folds you in half, his hands pressing down on the back of your thighs for leverage.

“fuck!” you cry out as you open up for him, your wetness and blood making it easy for him to pump in and out.

“so warm and slick,” dale grunts as he digs his fingers into your legs, your blood smearing all over his hips and the back of your thighs.

he takes some of your blood and draws his cyphers on your tummy, trying his best to simultaneously fuck you while doing so.

“always so ripe and ready for me, aren’t you?”

you moan and nod, your hands tangled in his hair as he pounds into you. “mmfp fuck! dale! you’re too deep!” you cry out as you begin cramping up.

“you can do it, baby, take me deep,” he grunts as he practically lays on top of you, folding you in half even more and forcing you to take him deeper. “let me paint your womb with my seed.”

dale’s movements get more intense and his hips clap against you, the sound of your wetness fills the room and your blood is smeared all over the two of you. his cock twitches deep inside you and your orgasm starts to approach, your toes curling as he repeatedly hits your sweet spot.

“i’m gonna cum! dale, please!”

“make a mess,” he grunts as his balls tighten, his hair dangling in his face.

you arch your back and scream loudly as you cum, dale’s hips stuttering as he fills you full. he pulls out and smiles at the light pink fluids seeping out of you. he scoops up the mess and shows you.

“look how sinful we are, my little angel. my little bloody sacrifice,” he growls staring at you from under his brows.

he wasn’t done with you.

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you look so appetizing to me

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Guess who watched creep and creep 2 again !! THIS GUYYY!!!!!

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Hear me out.

Dale in a long, white dress. One that drifts through a light breeze and you can see the pretty outline of his junk. And him just absolutely ruining you while he’s wearing it. You just watch it sway violently as he thrusts into you and admire how gorgeous he looks in it.

PLZ THIS WOULD FIX ME OMG. I NEED A MAN IN A DRESS TO BEND ME OVER AND RUIN ME

hnghnghh holy shit...

yeah so i absolutely had to turn this into a little oneshot, i hope you enjoy it!!

NSFW WARNING (18+): rough sex, marking, spanking, creampie

WORD COUNT: 1218

You flinch as you hear the familiar horn honking right outside of your apartment. It's Dale, he's picking you up to spend the weekend with him, just like he promised. A smile forms on your face, you haven't seen him all week since you were so busy at the moment and you simply couldn't wait to rush back into his arms. You grab your bag that you've spent all noon packing, preparing for the days ahead of you.

Quickly, you walk outside, locking the door behind you.

Just a few moments later, you spot your partner's car parked right outside your building. You walk around the vehicle to throw your heavy bag into the trunk, always packing way too much for those sleepovers and quickly needing to relieve your poor shoulder of the weight. As you sit down on the passenger seat, you look over and then you see it. Dale's pale face is smirking vigorously at you, waiting for your reaction. You look down on him. He's wearing a long, white, beautiful dress; gently draped around his body, accentuating every smallest dip and curve. Your eyes widen in surprise, nothing in this world could've possibly prepared you for this view. You are speechless.

"Are you not even gonna say hello? After I spent so much time getting all dolled up for you? So rude, little angel." He teases you, causing you to snap out of your zone.

"Hi... I- Uhm... Wow?" you stutter, struggling to find any fitting words. Dale grins - satisfied.

He starts the engine and drives back towards Ruth's house, where you'll be spending the next couple of days. Down in the basement, of course. During the car ride, he rests his hand on your thigh, squeezing it gently every now and then.

After a while, you arrive at the destined house. Dale gets out of the car and walks around, helping you out of his car. You're still in absolute awe as the wind gently makes the fabric flow around him, playfully clinging to his body now. You both head inside and Dale gives you no time to say hi to Ruth at all, grabbing your wrist and dragging you down the basement stairs immediately. He sits you down on the little seat in front of his dressing table and bends down to kiss you. As I already mentioned, you've been apart for a few days. To Dale, these few days felt like eternity. His tongue enters your mouth and swirls around yours, making you moan into the kiss. That's it, you've been thinking about him all week and now you needed him more than anything. Your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him even closer to you.

As he stands there, the light of his dressing table shines on him. You pull away, looking up and down at him, taking in his beauty. That's when you notice just how perfectly clear you could make out the contours of his aroused crotch underneath the dress. Wait a second, is he not...? You are right. He is not wearing anything underneath. He was driving to your house, practically half naked, trusting the wind not to lift up his dress. You stand back up and pull him into another passionate kiss. His hands rest on your ass, squeezing it tightly. Carefully, yet eagerly; you touch his hard cock through the white dress, almost transparent in this light. This simple movement flips a switch in Dale. He quickly turns you around and bends you over his dressing table, knocking over a bunch of his makeup products in the process. You gasp in surprise as your elbows hit the hard wooden surface. Dale grabs your hair, forcing you to keep your head up and look at yourself in the mirror while he frees you of your pants with his other hand.

In the reflection, you watch him pull up the skirt of his dress just high enough to fuck you. You cover your mouth as he thrusts into you, trying to muffle your scream. Dale smirks and grabs your hips, your skin bruises lightly under his touch. He bends over so he can whisper right into your ear, trying to convince you to be loud for him. You still try to hold back, but his strong grip and hard thrusts make you surrender after just a few seconds. Moans escape your mouth, over and over again, as Dale groans and whimpers right next to your ear.

He straightens his posture and spanks you whenever you get too quiet, leaving a red mark on your bare ass. You bite your lip as you endure the pain which soon turns into pleasure. Your cheek rests against the table now, but Dale grabs your face and makes sure you watch everything. His dress sways so beautifully as he fucks you relentlessly. The white powder on his face wears away from the pearls of sweat dripping down all the way from his forehead. You can feel how much his cock is stretching you out; it hurts so fucking good.

His hand reaches around you, down between your legs to make circles on your clit. It's impossible for him to be gentle with you right now, he's been craving you all goddamn week. You moan even louder than before and your legs begin to shake as his fast fingers send shocks of pleasure through your core. You can barely stand anymore and if you couldn't hold onto the table, you would most likely tremble and fall to the ground. But not when he's taking you. He makes sure you stay just in the positions he wants you in.

Dale's noises become more desperate by the second and you can sense he's getting close. However, he wants you to cum with him and he lets his fingers work you up even further. You're a shaking mess. You can't even think straight anymore. All you're trying to do is not lose your balance. He leans back over, this time to bite your neck. You gasp loudly as you feel his teeth sink into your skin. Great, another bruise on your body. Secretly, you loved when he marked you up...

He thrusts into you harder and harder until you hear those familiar moans that signalize he's about to cum. With one final violent thrust, he finishes deep inside you. His dress now still as his body stops moving. You can feel his hot cum spilling everywhere in your cunt as his cock throbs against your walls. You have no choice but to give in, cumming against his fingers, your muscles contracting rhythmically around his dick. Both of you gasp and scream in unison, moaning each other's names, diving through the waves of pleasure together. Dale pulls out of you, his load of cum dripping out of you and onto the floor. He groans at the sight.

He picks you up and carries you into his bed, pulling you into a tight embrace. You barely even process what just happened, but holy shit, it was intense. And holy shit, he looked beautiful. Holy. Shit. He caresses your back and kisses your cheek, making sure you feel safe and loved after his sudden attack on you. And you do. You could never imagine this with anybody else.

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When Dale isn’t doing the devils work, i imagine him reminiscing on his old Glam rock life.. even if its a failure. Getting all dolled up and pretending to be on stage. Until the man downstairs, hopefully calls him beautiful.

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Let me pick you up honey 🥰

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MOONSTRUCK (1987) dir. Norman Jewison

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i need to be dale’s controversially young gf that was groomed into dating him

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Wolf in sheep's clothing.

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i can’t stop thinking about dale eating pussy and fucking. who am i kidding? i never stop.

holding his hair out of the way for him as he sloppily eats you, dale enjoying the pretty sounds you’re making, his arms wrapped around your thighs to keep you still. how he’d slap his fat cock on your pussy before putting it in, enjoying the mess you made for him. the little high pitched moan you’d make as he slowly pushes in and stretches you out. you wouldn’t be able to squirm away though, he’s got you folded in half like a lawn chair :) he’d push down on the back of your legs for leverage, really pound into you, mocking your moans and just being a teasing prick.

“you poor thing… that feels so good, doesn’t it? oh there you go, look at you opening up for me… you take it so well…”

god help me i’m ovulating

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Dale holding a gun to your head as he fucks you.. please? 😇

a/n: love ur brain, anon! wow. my other gunplay one shot is right here if interested!!

DALE KOBBLE X FEM!READER

MINORS DNI

word count: idk oops

content warning: dale manipulates/threatens reader, cnc, gunplay, degrading, praising, p in v, slight mention of knifeplay/branding

you moan softly as dale’s revolver slides over your body, the cold metal trailing down your skin as his fingers were stuffed in your mouth. the two of you had gotten into a fight, dale being too busy with gigs and you threatening to leave him.

“i told you not to do that, didn’t i?” dale whispers in your ear as he runs the barrel further down your body, his arm keeping you pressed against his chest. “didn’t i?”

you nod and he pinches your nipple as he runs the gun over your clit, grinding his cock against your ass. you can’t help but rock your hips, dale cooing in your ear as he feels you moving.

“see… you dirty, little angel. i don’t think you would do this with anyone else, would you? hm?” he removes his fingers from your mouth and bends you over his worktable, a small whimper escaping your throat as he presses the gun against the back of your head. he pulls his robe open and his cock’s hard and ready for you. “you could’ve made nice with me, and we could have forgotten allll about this, isn’t that right?”

“i’ll be nice, i’ll be so fucking nice,” you whine pathetically, pleading for him to fill you up as he ran his tip up and down your slit.

“oh yes you will be,” he groans as he pushes into you. “so fucking nice…”

dale squeezes your hip and thrusts deep into you, the worktable wobbling a bit from his harsh movements. you moan loudly bouncing onto his cock needing him deep, the muzzle of the revolver still pushed against the back of your head.

“you wouldn’t ever fucking leave me, would you?” he grunts, the clicking sound of the hammer filling your ears. “dirty little cumslut, say you won’t!” he lets go of your hip and gives your ass a slap.

“i won’t, i swear!” you cry out as the tip of his cock hits your sweet spot.

“mmm, such a good fucking angel… open that pretty little mouth.”

you open wide and he keeps railing into you as he tilts your head to an angle, the gun now in your mouth.

“look at that, look at you,” dale scoffs and grunts, he was so fucking close. he would never ever hurt you, let alone kill you, but the idea turned him on. “crimson would be such a pretty color on these walls… you’d look so beautiful painted red-“

his words sent you over the edge and you moaned loudly around the barrel of the gun, your tight cunt milking him as he pushes deeper into you. you lay your back against his chest and he groans as you lay your head on his shoulder pumping in and out slowly to relish the feeling of your tight walls.

“mine,” he whispers possessively. “mine and no one else’s. don’t you ever forget that, or next time i’ll carve cyphers in that pretty little ass of yours to make you remember.”

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no one did autistic hero vs autistic villain dynamic better than Lee Harker and Dale Kobble

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dale having a more masculine/dominant glam rocker bf 🥰

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longlegs characters as vape flavours with unnecessarily detailed explanations as to why i think this

a shitpost by me, party

Dale Kobble - cotton candy ice

now this isn’t just a colour association thing. i’ve actually tried this flavour and it legitimately tastes like air freshener and soap and i really think that fits Dale’s aura perfectly. also he’s definitely tried this. i feel like he picked cotton candy because it sounded fun and whimsical and it matched his outfit, and when he tried it he actually was really into it even tho most people i know who have tried this flavour had a visceral negative reaction to it, due to it tasting nothing like candy floss and everything like what i imagine tide pods probably taste like. he’s just weird like that. he hits that thing unabashedly in public places and blows the smoke directly into peoples personal space.

Lee Harker - cherry cola

an obvious choice i fear. she picked this one up one morning because she wanted to quit smoking cigarettes, but she ended up just doing both for about 3 months before realising that vaping was far too embarrassing and deciding that she’d try to quit cigarettes again in another ten years. she thought that cherry cola had a cool sort of 80’s vibe to it and she hits it outside of the FBI office building near the dumpsters because she doesn’t want anyone to see her, but all of her coworkers definitely know about it because she will also sometimes sneak a quick chong when she’s working at her desk and thinks nobody’s looking.

Agent Carter - cream tobacco

i was torn between this one and spearmint for Carter but i think he ultimately goes with cream tobacco because all of the other flavours sounded far too unserious. also he thinks it sounds kind of suave and classy and none of the other agents have the heart to tell him how obnoxious it is when he hits it in his car with the windows rolled up, so they just suffer in silence whenever he drives them somewhere. he also definitely whips this out in deeply inappropriate situations like i can see him puffing away on this at a crime scene for sure.

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i need to know the hair products dale uses 😞