#dennis baker x fem!reader

[littlelioncub43]

Fluffy smutty thots about Dennis Baker:

Oh, how this man is hooked on you. He's dedicated to your happiness, your comfort, your love. He tells you that he'll do anything for you, serve you however you want, all you have to do is say the word and it's done. But what gets him dizzy and shy is how you give him the love he gives you so freely. He's not used to receiving those gentle kisses you scatter across his face. He's not used to receiving the calming eye contact you give as you listen to him talk about his day. Nor is he used to receiving the genuine laughs and smiles at his jokes, the ones he makes for a chance to hear them or see them. He's not used to being desired as deeply as he desires you. The feeling of being cared for is entirely new to Den, it was foreign, almost unnatural. But once he got a taste of it, he couldn't get enough.

I'll come right out and say it: Dennis is obsessed with you. He's obsessed with the way you look, how you smell, how you sound, especially with how you feel. He has the most reverent wandering hands you've ever seen on a person. He's caught between groping you like some sex-crazed maniac (which he is, don't get me wrong), and caressing you like he's at the mercy of a Goddess. He switches between the two so much it nearly gives you whiplash. The power you hold over him, the power you give him, is intense. The moment he felt your wet cunt, he was whimpering, sighing, trembling, an absolute mess. He was weak the moment he saw you, but when his fingers slide through the slick soft petals of your core, he knows what true weakness feels like. It scared him, but the way you cooed his name and nuzzled into his neck with a soft kiss to his raging pulse— he knew he belonged to you forever.

He cried when he fucked you for the first time. He couldn't help it, you had him on his back because you knew he was feeling so many things that you needed to be on top. The sight of you, naked and glistening on top of him nearly killed him. Then you made him watch as you sat on his cock, moaning as you took him in, and he was sure he'd died. He didn't even realize he was crying until you wiped the tears from his cheeks and gave him the flurry of kisses that brought him back to himself. You rode him into the mattress that night, moaning and screaming together as you chased the mind-blowing pleasure for hours on end.

Now, the cuddles that followed rivaled the earth-shattering sex. He loved how close you held him, how tight your arms were around his body, how you whispered praises into his ear while he shook with the aftershocks, how you smiled when he thanked you over and over, while he told you how much he loved you, how deeply devoted he is to you. And on top of all that, he got the best sleep of his life.

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summary - dennis has been feeling sexually frustrated after his divorce (not like he was getting anything whilst married anyway), but he decided to try out a new place that he overheard his colleagues talking about.

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Chris Evans Masterlist

Here you will find all of my Chris Evans works, arranged by character and type of work.

Series

Don’t Take My Sunshine Away (possibly on hiatus)

Bright Like The Moon (ongoing) - Lloyd is a minor character.

Challenges

Pretty As A Picture - Explicit - Lloyd Hansen x F!Reader - What started as a hobby day in the park turns into Lloyd Hansen showing you why taking photos of strangers is a bad idea.

Requests

Power Play: After Hours - Explicit - Lloyd Hansen x Assistant!Black!Reader - What happens when Lloyd sees you, his assistant, in something other than what you usually wear? Well, you should be worried about what he does when he sees you.

A Duke and His Duchess - Explicit - Soft!Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Chubby!Black!Fem!Reader - The night takes a dark turn when you are harassed at the club, but Lloyd comes to your rescue.

Headcanons

Family, Quirks/Hobbies, Sleep

What happens when the reader starts dressing to match Lloyd?

Interesting quirk (an ask I submitted to stargazingfangirl18)

Events

Daddy Dearest | Lloyd Hansen + Female Reader + Daddy kink + “Can you feel how much I want you?” + Darkfic (Sweet Treats Events 2024)

One-Shots

Oxytocin - Explicit - Ransom Drysdale x Older!Black!Fem!OFC - At a New Year’s Eve party, Ransom Drysdale’s life is forever changed by a chance meeting with Ivy Kensington.

One-Shots

Don’t Take Your Eyes Off It - Explicit - Sugar Daddy!Steve Rogers x Black!Fem!Reader - It’s Valentine’s Day, and you have a surprise for Steve!

Requests

No Good Deeds - Explicit - Landlord!Ari Levinson x Reader - Moving out on your own is challenging, but your landlord, Mr. Levinson is kind and helpful. But he may want more from you than your tenancy.

Events

Do It For Daddy | Jake Jensen + Female Reader + Daddy kink + “I told you, you would eventually start begging.” + Smut (Sweet Treats Events 2024)

One-Shots

Sweet Redemption - Explicit - Dennis Baker x Female!Reader - You move into the neighborhood and meet Dennis Baker, a man in the middle of a divorce. Trying to keep yourself honest, you keep him at a distance. But you’re drawn together after a mishap online. Will it end sweetly or on a sour note?

Headcanons

“Don’t run from me” Dennis x Wifey (facesitting)

Brunch with the family (slice of life)

Late night on the beach with Wifey

Ass worship

Nicknames and height

Panty sniffing?

Running into the ex-wife in the grocery store

Dennis comforting Wifey after a long, stressful day

how Dennis finds out that Wifey is pregnant

Dennis' zodiac sign

Does Dennis' wife like to be spanked during sex?

Is Dennis a horndog?

What are Dennis and Wifey's love languages?

Do Dennis and Wifey share nudes?

Drabbles

Dennis tells you about his and his ex-wife's fight on the day you met

Dennis comforts Wifey after her day doesn't go as planned (slice of life)

Dennis being the most capable father and husband (slice of life)

Lloyd Hansen (The Gray Man)

Andy Barber (Defending Jacob)

Ransom Drysdale (Knives Out)

Steve Rogers (Avengers films)

Curtis Everett (Snowpiercer)

Ari Levinson (The Red Sea Diving Resort)

Nick Gant (PUSH)

Jake Jensen (The Losers)

Frank Adler (Gifted)

Dennis Baker (DENNIS)

I DO NOT WRITE RPF FOR CHRIS

FULL MASTERLIST IS HERE.

[littlelioncub-library]

Strong Connection Detected

Summary: You and Dennis have been friends for quite some time now. When you invite him over to help set up your new router, you can’t help but notice how hot your shy little friend is.

Pairing: Dennis Baker x Female!Reader

Warnings: Soft dom!Reader, sub!Dennis, pet names (Angel, sweetheart, Den, etc.), Dennis is touch starved, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex, creampie, premature ejaculation, dirty talk, mentions of titty fucking, Reader likes Dennis with his glasses on, Dennis gets pussy whipped instantly.

Word count: 3,830

A/N: I am in a mood for Dennis, so I think the next few fics I write will be ones for him. Or Jefferson. Or Justin Capshaw. We’ll see! Hehe I feel pretty good about this one, I wasn’t while I was starting it, but after looking it over and editing it a bit, I really like it. The world needs more Dennis Baker smut. He’s pathetic and needs a good, solid fucking. I no longer do a tag list! If you want to be notified when I post, follow @littlelioncub-library and turn on the notifications. I love you all!

Kisses 💋

—K

“How’s it going, Den?” You ask from your spot on the couch.

“Almost done,” Dennis mumbles in concentration. He’d been saying the same thing for over half an hour.

You sigh and watch as Dennis pieces your new internet router together. The new machine was far too complex for you to figure out yourself, but when you told Dennis about it he insisted he set it up for you. “Those guys overcharge for installation anyway.” You’d been friends with Dennis for nearly 2 years now, you met at work shortly after his wife left him. He was friendly, a bit on the shy side but always had a nice thing to say, if he ever spoke at all. It took you about 6 months to get him to say more than 15 words to you at the office, but you were nothing if not a patient woman.

Dennis liked that about you; everyone was always trying to rush him; to speak, to get things done, to get out of their way, to sign the divorce papers—but not you. You let him take his time, hell, you even smiled at him when he took more than 40 seconds to stutter out a simple ‘good morning.’ Thankfully as the years rolled on, he got more comfortable with you. Sure, he still stutters like crazy when you stand a little too close or caress his arm while you talk, but, hey, it’s an improvement.

You watch as his large hands skillfully piece together the black box, and you can’t help but admire the thick arms he hides underneath gaudy polo shirts. Your eyes flicker up to his face, his glasses were perched on the bridge of his nose, his eyes steely as he focuses, his tongue peeking out. It should be illegal to be this buff and this cute. You bite your lip softly as your thighs begin to rub together, your skin beginning to heat underneath your short floral dress (Dennis’ favorite). You let your eyes continue to wander his body, his thick, muscular thighs are spread as he sits comfortably next to you, and you can’t help but wonder what they would feel like against your naked pus—

“Are you ok?” His concerned words bring you out of your filthy thoughts.  

“Hm? Yeah, why?” You swallow thickly as the tingling between your legs gets stronger. He watches with a slightly nervous gaze as you slowly shift closer to him, your legs pressed against his.

“You were just…” he trails off when your hand curls around his bicep, your hands were always so soft, he swallows thickly.

“I was what, Den?” Your voice drops into a huskier tone almost on its own, the way he reacts to the lightest touches makes you want to tease him more—so you do. Your hand pulls away from his bicep to rest innocently on his inner thigh, the muscle jumping underneath the beige khakis he wore.

“A-Ah!” He squeaks, his eyes wide in shock, he didn’t know what you were doing but he was certain he was going to snap the plastic he held in his hands if you kept going. You smirk at his little noise and bring your other hand to rub his back soothingly.

“Are you ok?” You repeat his words in that sultry tone and Dennis is surprised he hasn’t cum in his pants yet. Your eyes catch sight of the sizable tent straining at his zipper and fight off a moan of your own. As soon as Dennis realizes you see his not-so-little problem, he immediately goes to cover himself with both hands, his face as red as a tomato.

“I-I, I’m sorry!” He rushes out, ready to hear you make fun of him or call him a pervert or kick him out, but instead he feels your gentle hand cover his own, tenderly rubbing backs of his hands and slowly peeling them away from his crotch.

“You don’t have to apologize, Den,” your voice is calm and soothing, as soon as you rest his hands on his knees, you gently hook your finger under his chin, turning him to face you. As frightened and embarrassed as he is, Dennis does as you want him to. The moment your eyes lock, his breathing begins to deepen; there was a lustful darkness taking over your gorgeous eyes, it made the fire in his belly burn even hotter.

“Is this ok?” You ask as your hand returns to his inner thigh, this time stroking the length of his knee, inching closer and closer to the aching bulge between his legs. He almost chokes on his words when he feels you rub his thigh, your question nearly going over his head completely.

“Yes, yes, yes,” he repeats breathlessly as he nods dumbly, his eyes stuck on yours. You smile softly at his consent and finally cup him through his pants, the hardness beneath your palm had you biting your lip. “O-Oh god!” He whimpers under his breath, his pretty eyes fluttering shut as you hold him in your hand.

Finally, your hand begins to move, the grind of your palm into his cock sends Dennis’ mind spinning. It’s been so long since someone touched him, he’s been single ever since his divorce and even before then his ex-wife hardly looked at him let alone touched him. He’d grown so accustomed to the feeling of his own hand that he forgot how good it felt to be touched by someone else.

“Dennis,” you repeat again softly, he let himself get so carried away in his own thoughts that he didn’t hear you call his name. He opens his eyes again, desperation and worry written all over his face. The way he got so caught up in the pleasure just your hand gave him made you hungry for more. Your nose brushes against his as you lean in closer. “Can I kiss you?”

“Fuck, p-please,” he whimpers again, his eyes sliding shut again as you kiss him. You sigh happily against his lips, the way he immediately submitted to you was everything you dreamed of. His lips were soft and shy, afraid to go too far but still hungry for any shred of kindness you offered. When your tongue licked at the seam of his lips, his hips surged forward into your hand on instinct. Your grip on his cock tightened ever so slightly, pulling a sharp gasp from the timid man next to you. Sliding your tongue into his parted mouth, you moaned at the taste of him; mint toothpaste and the chocolate muffin you gave him as a snack an hour before.

You both lose yourselves in the kiss, each one intensifying with each passing moment. You sink your teeth into his swollen bottom lip, drawing a shaky moan from the back of his throat. Suddenly you slide from your spot next to him, making him pout, his lips ready to begin pouring pleas and apologies. When you settle yourself on the floor in between his spread thighs, Dennis couldn’t help but curse. He wanted to commit the scene before him to memory: your beautiful eyes looking up at him while you kneel for him.

“Now, Den,” you speak softly, you were just as breathless as he was, except you were half drunk with power, you trail both hands up his inner thighs, sending shivers through his body, “tell me what you want me to do.”

“Fuck,” he curses again as he tries to find the words but his brain is damn near useless right now. You smirk as you watch him scramble to speak, you knew he was shy, so you relished in his reactions. “I want… I want you…”

“You want me to what, Dennis?” Your tone is encouraging and reassuring, that alone is enough to make Dennis’ heart beat erratically. He let out a frustrated noise as he tried to regain some composure. “Want me to touch you?”

“Whatever you want,” he whispers, “I want-want you to do whatever you want…”

His cute answer makes you smile at him, you bring your lips to his again, rewarding him for his good answer. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” he sighs, chasing your sweet lips.

“You wanna know what I wanna do to you, Dennis?” You ask slowly in between sweet kisses, “I wanna suck your cock,” he moans at your words, “and then ride you nice and hard, make you feel so fucking good, until you cum inside me… you want that?”

“Yes! Yes—fuck!—yes!” He gushes out as you begin to unbutton his pants, eager to get your mouth on him. The sound of his zipper being pulled down suddenly snapped him out of his desperate haze. “Wait!” He called, his hands holding your wrists still. You look up at him, your hands stopped in their tracks.

“Something wrong, Den?” You ask as he licks his lips, you could tell he was looking for the right words to say, “Do you want me to stop? We don’t have to do anything, if you don’t want to,” you say sincerely with a sweet, soft smile. When he didn’t say anything for a few moments, you smiled a little wider and started to get up from your spot between his knees, “we could jus—“

“No!” He exclaims a little louder than he intended, a sheepish, apologetic smile gracing his lips, “sorry, no, please, I-I don’t want you to stop. It’s just,” He took a deep breath, his eyes looking down at the floor, “I haven’t been w-with anyone since my div-divorce and, uh, my ex-wife, she said that my, um, my penis was… was bad…” He waited for the cruel laughter, the mocking words, a scoff—something. But instead, you tilted his chin up to look at you, he found your gentle expression and a warmth in your eyes that he’s never seen before.

“I’m sure she said many other cruel, untrue things to you, Dennis,” you push a hand through his hair, caressing the side of his face as you speak, “things you didn’t deserve. Let me show you what you deserve, Angel. Hm?”

Dennis gives you a shy nod and you all but devour his lips, your movements are strong and determined, it leaves him scrambling to take it all yet yearning for more. This time he doesn’t stop you when you pull his zipper down, your hands pulling down his pants and boxers to his mid thigh in one go. With your tongue sliding sensually against his, you wrap your hand around the base of his cock, your fingers hardly able to touch. Dennis whimpers loudly into the kiss, his mouth hanging open as you massage his shaft. You sigh at the weight of him in your palm and pull back to look at him. You drool when you see the monster between his thighs; a wide, angry red tip atop a long veiny shaft that pulsed in time with his heartbeat.

“Holy shit, Den,” you moan in awe and give his cock a stroke, licking your lips as a bead of precum coats your fingers, “you’ve got such a big cock, can’t fucking wait to feel you splitting me open,” you ramble, your feral gaze locked on his tip, watching as more precum oozes from his hole. “Fucking hell…”

“Oh! Oh fuck!” He cries out, his head falling back against the couch as your lips wrap around his tip, your tongue greedily lapping up the salty precum as your hand jerks him off. You moan around him as you begin to move, taking more and more of him into your mouth with each eager bob of your head. Dennis’ thighs shake beside your head, his whole body strumming and thrashing with pleasure. He’s never had anyone go down on him before so this was a whole new experience to him. “Oh my god! Oh my god!”

Large hands grip the back of your head, guiding you lower and lower down his length each time. You take a deep breath through your nose, relax your throat and take him as deep as you possibly can. His toes curl in his socks when he feels himself breech your throat, his length suddenly disappearing into your hot, wet mouth. A confused but wanton moan flying from his mouth as you swallow him down, the grip in your hair tightening to the point of pain. You manage to fit most of him down your throat, your hand jerking the last inch or two that can’t fit in your throat yet.

The noises Dennis makes leaves you absolutely dripping, your hips grinding into nothing with need, your panties were definitely ruined. Your eyes sting with tears and drool coats your chin, but you love it too much to care. He looks the part of a debauched mess; his skin dewey with sweat, his lips parted and red from your sloppy kisses, and his face contorted as the painful bliss that he’s never known before overwhelms him. It’s doing wonders for your confidence.

“I-I, I’m gonna cum!” He sobs between the fat tears that roll down his face, your mouth suddenly pulling off of him with a wet pop. A heartbroken whine of your name leaves his lips but your spit covered mouth silences him with a sloppy kiss. He tastes himself on your tongue as you shut him up in the best way possible.

“I want you to cum in my pussy, Den, not my mouth,” you mumble against him lips, gripping the collar of his pink polo shirt, you tug him to his feet. He sways a bit, the edging making it hard for him to stand straight as you lead him to your bedroom. Wasting no time, you shut the door and push him to the neatly made bed and crawl up the length of his body, settling in his lap. “Undress me, Dennis, please?”

You didn’t need to ask him again. He sits up quickly, his shaky but eager hands are quick to unzip your dress and yank it over your head, tossing it to the floor behind you. Dennis never thought he would ever be here, laying on your bed with you in his lap, begging him to strip you naked. Yet here he was, staring at your bare breasts; he was positive he was drooling but he couldn’t think hard enough to care. “You’re so…beautiful…”

Your shy giggle made him smile softly. “Touch me, Den,” You guide his hands to the swell of your chest, and Dennis is sure that he’ll never be able to go a day without feeling your pillowy soft tits in his hand. He moans and massages the tender flesh passionately, leaning down to suck on your hard nipples, your hand gripping the back of his head.

“So soft,” he mutters in amazement against your sensitive nipple.

“O-Oh fuck, yes, that’s it, so fucking good…” Your soft moans and praises leave Dennis ravenous, he switches between your breasts, making sure to give each one equal attention. He feels your hand tug at his polo and he reluctantly pulls back to help you take it off, pushing his pants and boxers off completely too. You sit back and shimmy out of your ruined panties, giving Dennis a show as you slowly peel the wet fabric from the juncture of your thighs. He whimpers with need and a drooling mouth when he sees a string of your arousal cling to your underwear before breaking and coating your thighs. But before he could get his mouth on you, you push him on his back. A grin finds a way across your face, the sight had Dennis’ stomach doing flips and his own shy smile tugging at his lips. He’s about to take his glasses off but you’re not having it.

“No, leave them on,” You grin as he nods and lowers his hands, “you’re always so cute, Den,” you muse as you crawl over him once more, slowly lowering your naked pussy to his cock.

“Ah-haaaah!” He groans, his eyes open wide to watch as your lips drape around his girth. You moan at his noises and begin to rock back and forth, letting your slick leak down his shaft. “Please, please, Sweetheart, please,” he gasps, his hands on your hips to help you grind on him.

“Please, what, Den?” You smirk and run your hands across his chest teasingly. He shivers violently, his eyes falling shut for a moment before pleading up at you.

“Need to be inside you, please— o-or I’m gonna cum like this,” he begged. He sounded so sweet when he begged for you like this, you ‘ll have to be sure to make him do it more often. You listen to him chant ‘please’ under his breath as he fights off his high, your grinding was quickly unravelling him.

“You wanna be inside me, Den?” You lift up on your knees, rubbing his tip through your soft petals. He nods frantically, muttering ‘yes’ over and over, his eyes glued to the spot between your legs. “You’ve been so good for me, always been so good… I think you deserve it, don’t you?”

“Yes, please!” He sobs, his hands now balling up your bedsheets, he’d say anything to get you to sit on his cock right now. Thankfully, he said the magic words. You slowly let gravity pull you down, your tight little hole stretching around him perfectly. Inch by inch you take him in, the hot, wet feeling of your walls finally wrapped around his cock has Dennis speechless, he can’t breathe, he can’t think, he’s certain that his heart stopped beating. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh!” He moans wantonly.

“Ohhh fuck, yes, Dennis!” You gasp as you finally take the last inch, your bodies finally connected. Another wave of pride washes over you when you see the fucked out expression on Dennis’ face. The way his eyes crossed before closing made you feel like a fucking Goddess. You give yourself a moment to relish the burning stretch of his cock nestled deep in your cunt. You’re about to start riding him when his large, surprisingly strong hands grip your waist in a bruising hold, keeping you still.

“Not yet, not yet, please, God, not yet,” he babbles on in a strained voice, his whole body tense and trembling with pleasure as he forces himself back from the edge. You pout but stay still until the rapid rise and fall of his chest calmed down a bit. This time when he tries to hold you in place, you swat his hands away and begin to bounce in his lap. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“Oh my God, Den, I can feel you in my fucking stomach,” you moan and speed up, the pleasure his cock provides was quickly becoming addictive and you were jonesing for more. At your words he lets out a high pitched whimper, his eyes wanting to fall shut but he fights to keep them open. He was mesmerized by your body, how his cock seemed to just barely fit inside you, and then your tits—he could watch them bounce in time with your filthy movements for the rest of his life and never get bored. You catch him staring and smirk, bringing his hands to your chest again. Dennis feels how the supple flesh jiggles each time you throw yourself down on his cock. “You like my tits, baby?” You moan when his thumbs rub circles over your nipples.

“Yes, holy fuck, I love them, they’re fucking perfect, so fucking perfect,” he whines as you lean into him, smothering his face in your chest. He’s quick to latch on to your nipple, his arms wound tightly around your middle and his mouth sinful and dirty, his body reacting on pure instinct now. Your pace quickens as he sucks harshly at your tit, his hips rising to meet yours.

“Next time, I’ll let you fuck them,” you whisper huskily in his ear, his body tensing and a loud sob leaving his swollen lips at the thought, “you like that? You imagining fucking my tits, Den? Putting your fat cock between ‘em, pushing them together, and fucking them until you’re coming all over me?”

You knew what your dirty talk was doing to him, each word pushed him closer and closer to his high, which he was desperately trying to postpone. He wanted this to last forever, he wasn’t sure if this was just a one time thing but at the mention of there being a ‘next time,’ Dennis can’t help but fuck into you faster and harder, his hands crawling at your skin with blunt nails. The feeling of your tight cunt milking him for all he’s worth is addictive, then your filthy words and sinful promises only bring him right to the edge. It was all building, and soon it was too much for him to stand.

“Ahh! Oh my God, I’m coming! I’m coming!” He suddenly cries, his eyes wide in shock as he empties himself inside you, those strong thigh muscles tense and shake in time with his short, panicked thrusts. You moan as you feel the heat of his seed fill your womb, the seemingly endless ropes of cum keep coming and coming until he drips out of you. The strangled cries and moans of the man beneath you tell you that you’ve done your job— Dennis Baker was completely ruined. You smirk as he comes down, his hips stalling out as he goes lax under you. “Holy fuuuuuck!” He groaned in a trembling voice, his chest heaving. You chuckle at his fucked out voice.

“How are you feeling, Den? Feelin’ good?” You ask while you catch your own breath, petting his messy hair. He hums and nods, his eyes heavy and he relaxes.

“I feel… God, I-I never felt this way before,” he slurs, and looks up at you with a dopey love-sick smile, one that you can’t help but return. His smile drops as his face twists in worry, “you didn’t finish,” you can see the disappointment in his eyes, “I’m sorry, you just—I just, I couldn’t stop it, I—“

“Shhh, it’s ok, Den,” you soothe with a mischievous smile and wink. Dennis looks up at you in awe, thanking whatever higher power made him the luckiest bastard on the fucking planet. When you started to grind on his hypersensitive cock, his whole body jolted at the sharp sting of sensitivity that shot through him, his back bowing off the bed as he groans, his hands trying to hold you still again.

“Aaaaah! Fuck!” He shouts as you give him gentle little bounces. You lower your mouth to his neck, softly kissing and biting the exposed skin there.

“You can make it up to me this round.”

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PAIRING: Dennis Baker x Reader

SUMMARY: It’s been nearly a year since your ex-boyfriend dumped you and left you with a laundry list of insecurities, and you haven’t been able to really put yourself out there since. But when Dennis shows up at the adoption fair you’re running for your job at the animal shelter, there’s just something about him that makes you feel like you’re ready to try again.

TOTAL WORD COUNT: ???

WARNINGS (more to come): Body Issues (Dennis and Reader), References to Past Animal Abuse, Emotionally Abusive Exes (Dennis and Reader), Mention of Past Domestic Violence (Dennis’s Evil Ex), Dry Humping/Thigh Riding, Two Idiots In Love Making Out In A Car, Oral (M&F Receiving), Titjob, Cum Play, Fingering, Sexting/Nudes/FaceTime sex, Mutual Masturbation. 18+ only, no minors.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 (IDK how many parts this is gonna be y'all don't hold me to any of this.)

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Headcannons/One-shots/Shorts (One-shots usually take longer to get done depending on the prompt and how many requests I have.)

LGBTQ+ Pairings/Gender Bend 

Most Kinks

Little Space, Tics/Stims, Mental Illness, Ect

Trans Reader (Fem & Masc)

Character x Character

Character x Reader

AUs

Dub Con, Non Consensual Consent 

NSFW - SFW - Platonic - TW Comfort

I Don’t Do

Pedophilia

Romanticized Rape 

Fetishized Little Space (Ex/ No Brahms x Reader smut/NSFW when Brahms is in little space. Out of little space is fine along with little space fluff.)

2006 Billy Lenz - Nothing against the movies or characters, it’s just that the way 2006 Billy is portrayed along with his added backstory.

Who I Write For

If you don’t see the desired character you want written for on this list provide me with the characters name and the fandom/game/movie/show they are from. 

 I’ll do some research on them and try to do my best to deliver accurate content. 

I Have Written For

Horny The Clown

The Lost Boys

Billy Loomis & Stu Macher

Sidney Prescott

Tatum Riley

Randy Meeks

Dwight Riley |Dewey| 

Billy Lenz (No 2006 Vers)

OG Michael Myers 

RZ Michael Myers

Bubba Sawyer

Thomas Hewitt

Chop Top

Baby Firefly

Otis Driftwood

Herbert West

Hannibal Lecter

Will Grahm

Harry Warden

Asa Emory |The Collector|

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair 

Brahms Heelshire

Malcolm 

Jason Voorhees 

Candyman 

Jesse |Chromeskull|

Dennis Rafkin

Carrie White  

Tiffany Valentine |Human Only|

Chucky, Charles Lee Ray |Human Only|

Any Dead by Daylight Characters |No Clown|

Karl Heisenberg 

Music Man (DJ) - Security Breach

I Have Not Written For But Will Take Requests For

Pinhead 

Patrick Bates

Gomez & Morticia

Gale Weathers  

Mr. Slausen 

Angela Baker (18+ vers or platonic only)

Other RE8 Characters

FNAF

[littlelioncub43]

I will provide you guys with one (1) Tech Tuesday thot.

Dennis Baker is the most pathetic little bean to ever exist, and he knows it. He feels so guilty for even liking you, but you're so sweet, so kind, so god damn pretty it hurts. He's never been this enamored before, this needy and desperate for someone.

So, the amount of shame he feels when he touches himself to the thought of you is off the scales. The pathetic noises he makes, the sad little face of literal guilty pleasure when he sneaks his hand under the blankets and into his boxers. He whimpers, all soft and whiny, as his hand strokes himself while imagining doing things to you, filthy things that he couldn't ever say out loud.

Like eating your pussy until you pass out, making you choke on his cock, coming in your pretty mouth, watching his white seed pool on your tongue, smearing some of it along your cheek, bending you over and fucking you as many times as he can, making you cum over and over again until all you can say is his name.

Just thinking about you moaning his name is enough to make Dennis moan your name in the most broken voice he can muster, his hand furiously jerking himself, his hips lifting to fuck his fist on instinct.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck, please, please," he whines and brings his second hand to his balls to cup them desperately. The thought of your mouth sucking on them briefly crosses his mind and Dennis is a goner. "Please, yes! Yes! M'sorry, I'm sorry, fuck!"

Again, the pathetic angel just feels so guilty for picturing your naked pussy covered in your mixed releases, his cum dripping from your sweet petals— he can't help but apologize, even to the room around him.

As he milks himself, he sighs your name and gentle apologies. Dennis pictures kissing you and holding you, showing you just how well he can take care of you, how much he cares, how much he loves you.

But for now, all he has is his hand.

[littlelioncub43]

Dennis fucking you from behind and losing his mind while Closer by Nine Inch Nails plays. He's trying to move with the beat, and he does for a good while, but he gets too excited and ends up going twice as fast. His grunts and groans mixing with the music. He's completely nonverbal, just absolutely gone. You swear you can feel him in your throat, he's so deep, changing the angle trying to get deeper and deeper. There's bite marks along your shoulder that were completely accidental, you squeezed him on a particularly delicious thrust and his teeth sunk into you on their own. He switches between draping himself over your back to sitting up on his knees. He loves being close, but he loves holding you up and pounding into you. And if you collapse, he's going to press you flat into the mattress and keep fucking you. He's got his hands between you and the bed to grope your tits. If you thought he was fucking you hard before, just wait until you cum around him, when he's finally chasing his own orgasm. He can barely pull out, just pushing deeper deeper deeper as hard and fast as he can until he's finally spilling into you with a loud, pleased growl. Oh, but the sweet aftercare. He's all soft kisses along your neck and face, nuzzling into your skin, still unable to think properly but so sweet. He's trying his best to show how much he loves you, how grateful he is that you let him love you, touch you, fuck you.

[littlelioncub43]

I noticed you said you were ready to take your subby puppy’s for a ride and all I can think about is shoving three of my fingers down dennis’s throat and telling him how he is just my goodest boy

Oh how I love Dennis 🥰 (and you for sending this ask 🥴)

He will be harder than a fucking rock. He would be such a mess, his head immediately cotton candy and clouds, not a single thought other than making you feel good and feeling good is in his head. The way you coo at him and kiss his face while your fingers fill his mouth is everything he's dreamed of. And the noises he makes? Broken whimpers, happy sighs, delighted moans, pleased growls all vibrating around your three fingers while his tongue laps at them.

Now, if you're palming him through his pants/boxers? Instant orgasm. Or damn near instant. Filling his boxers with his load with a pathetic moan and a full body shiver. But fear not, he give him a minute to breathe then he'll get down on his knees and worship your cunt till the sun comes up.

[littlelioncub43]

This reminds me of Denis and Justin. Both sad pathetic little men who will cry if you take a second to long to answer🥺

Oh my god, yes yes YEs

Den lives in a near constant state of anxiety. He's always a little on edge a good day. So when he's flirting and talking with you, he's worked up and scared for his life. He actually ends up begging, he didn't mean to but the whine dripped off his voice and the pathetic tears pooled in his eyes. You were distracted by the sweet pathetic expression Den was making that you forgot to answer at first. When he added the pathetic whisper of "please?" then you told him you'd love to.

The rest was history 🥰

^ that's exactly Justin's face when he finishes pouring his heart out to you. He's out of breath from rambling, scared and takes your stunned silence as rejection. Justin also thinks your smile is you starting to laugh at him, but then you cup his cheek and coo at him when his tears fall over his lashes.

"Awww, Justin, honey, there's no need to cry," you wipe away one of the stray tears and make him look you in the eye, "I like you a lot, too. Of course, I'll go out with you"

And again, the rest was history 🫂💖🥰

[littlelioncub43]

Pathetic Dennis with a mommy kink actually has me on my knees. I'd be so good to him, and let him live out all of his fantasies 😈 I just know his sweet little head has a few nasty ones brewing up there👀

Heheheh oh yes. Yes yes.

Oh the first time you make him call you mommy 🥴 you know he wants it, he's just too shy, too nervous to say it, so you take it into your own hands. Along with his dick.

"Go on, Den," you whisper softly, your hand gently curled around his throbbing shaft, stroking in slow, calculated movements. "I know you wanna say it, baby, say it for me."

Dennis feels like his head is a cotton candy top, fuzzy and sweet and spinning. The tenderness of your voice coupled with the methodical pace you're touching him with has his naked body trembling with need as he kneels on the bed with you. The heat of your form draws him in and pushes him further into the syrup coating his brain.

"Come on, honey," you coo, bringing his attention back to what you want of him. You can see him fighting to use his mouth for something other than the pathetic mewls that pour freely from it. You nuzzle your nose against his, your lips brushing together. "Say it."

"M-M..." he sighs, his face twisting with need and want, adoration and embarrassment.

"Mommy."

[littlelioncub43]

Hi! Happy holidays! I was wondering how each of our tech boys would spend christmas and the new year's eve with their s/o 😍😍

Happy Holidays 🥰🫂💖 hehe!

Babes, this is great.

Dennis has no one else in his life, so he's reeeeeally hoping that you'll let him spend them with you and your family, if you go home. If not, he's going to get some groceries and spend the weekend alone in his apartment. DONT YOU DARE MAKE THIS BABY SPEND IT ALONE, HES SO SAD. He would do all the corny cheesy things but indoors, he's still so shy. His favorite thing is gingerbread house making. He's an annoyingly great baker. Steady hands too. Its weird. You love it.

This wee baby is like a kid. He's got the gingerbread men in the oven, he's got movies picked out, he's packing a bag if you want to go home for the holidays— he's attached at the hip. He loves ice skating so he takes you to the rink almost everyday in December.

He has family that he loves and wants to be around for the holidays. So if the relationship is fresh and new, he won't bring you home but he will get you gifts. If you've been together for a while, he would happily bring you home or follow you home (if you go home) or stay with you at your place. He loves playing outside. The snow, the cold, the brightness. He loves it all. Will beat your ass in a snowball fight and say sorry with hot cocoa.

This angel baby with hair just wants to be with you. He's not big on traditions or the common festivities but he will do them if you want to, and he won't even complain. His favorite part is decorating (we've seen the Hellfire room, we know he's got an eye for it). He's happy to be around you and loves when you take time to make something together. He also loves cooking with you.

Parties. Parties, parties, parties. This man will throw the most lavish, outrageous, gorgeous holiday parties every year. He loves celebrating and bringing people together, and no one ever says no to a Penbury holiday rager. He's also a sap, so expect a horse drawn sleigh to take you out for dates. He also loves building snowmen and putting hats and accessories on them. He has cried laughing when you put an ugly hat on your snowwoman and called it Victoria.

He strikes me as loving Christmas dinner. He loves the nice big meal that you both took time to prepare, the cleaning up, the relaxing afterwards. He's a cuddle bug so a post-dinner snuggle while a holiday movie plays in the back is all he really wants.

[littlelioncub43]

I know it’s not tech tuesday but the thought of dennis finding out you have a little baby on the way 🥹 I just know he would start to cry and gather you in his arms so tight and then fall to his knees and just rest his head against your tummy 😭

He would sob. Ugly crying. Almost not believing it's happening. If you thought he was obsessed with you before, it gets way more intense after he finds out you're pregnant. He dotes on you constantly, almost to a fault. But he just wants everything to be ok, for you and the baby to be healthy.

He does have worries about being a terrible father, that needs a lot of work but thankfully he's aware of it and you both go to therapy to help with both your worries about parenthood.

He talks to the baby every night and morning, always has a hand on your growing tummy when you're comfortable and ok to be touched, protects the fuck out of you when you're both out. Dennis has blocked multiple people from randomly touching you and your bump. He gets possessive and protective, he needs to keep you safe. And he does!

He also discovers his lactation kink. The moment your milk comes in, he's mesmerized. Enthralled. Enchanted. All he wants is a taste. And if you give him a taste???? He's done for. Dead. Deceased. It will read "cause of death: his wife's/partner's breast milk"

Anyways. He would be so devoted to you and your wee little bean.🥰🫂💖

[littlelioncub43]

for tech tuesday-

which one of those little babies do you think would be most into some *cough mild cbt *cough. Nothing too much just... a bit maybe? a bit of slapping around

MuahahhahahahahahahahhahaHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA— I love it

The answer may surprise you:

He likes it to hurt sometimes. Especially if you're slapping him around, maybe during one of your cnc scenes together. He cums so hard too, when you've been edging him for so long and then you tell him he can cum but you slap his tip. Oof, he loves when you do that.

Just a little bit, ok? Just a little bit. He likes it during foreplay, like if you grab his junk through his trousers a little rougher than normal, and he does that cute little whimpering groan and pushes himself into your hand harder. He mostly loves it because he knows that the aftercare is absolutely immaculate. Like, yes, he loves the pain, but he loves the kisses on the bruises afterwards too.

[littlelioncub43]

(ack i'm late for tech tuesday sorry!! but i'm sending it anyways bc i don't want to wait until next week! :'~})

it's winter and cold, windy, rainy, and damp all the time. sure, rainy days can be nice but more than a week in a row? it gets old. of course, dennis is absolutely the type to be so in tune with you and immediately know why you're down in the dumps.

he's also the type to surprise you with a tropical beach vacation to get away from the cold for a little bit. you can add whatever else you want in your luggage, but just know he's already packed plenty of sundresses, bikinis + swimsuits, and lingerie for you.

(Literally, don't even worry about it, bestie 💖)

aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWW

I love it!

Dennis is freakily in tune with you. Like it's almost scary. But it's always cute and so endearing, how much he pays attention to you and thinks about you. He does his best, and it really shows. Sometimes he'll do things like do your half of the chores so you don't have to worry about them, or put your towel and clothes in the dryer while you're in the shower so when you get out it's all toasty and warm. But if he pulls out the big guns for you and books a vacation— oo, you know he's going all out.

He's cleaned the house, he's made all the necessary arrangements to and from the airport in both destinations, he's packed for himself and for you— he also took the liberty of buying you some new outfits for the trip, items that you've always wanted but never got yourself. Den doesn't want you to lift a finger, all he wants you to do is relax.

*siiiigh* I love him

[littlelioncub43]

I have been thinking about Justin losing his virginity to Mommy and how I think Dennis would be a virgin for a long time (poor Den) haha

Oooo hehehe what delectable thots 😈

You knew Justin wasn't going to last long. The shaking of his body underneath yours and his nearly red throbbing cock was proof enough of how worked up he was. The second you had his tip inside you, he was cumming. He wanted to cry, and he was, but you were there cooing sweet words at him, petting his wet cheek, kissing his tears away.

"You'll get better at it, baby, I promise. It's ok, no need to be upset about it."

He was thoroughly embarrassed to be a 36 year old virgin. He truly thought that he'd lost it by now, but the world had other plans. His ex-wife made sure he didn't touch her at all during their marriage, and, of course, he complied with her wishes. The most he got from her was a firm handshake at the altar and in their divorce lawyer's office.

So he was completely blown away by the tender grip of your hand around his cock. The spit you used as lube made it easier for you to stroke him. He was a mess, trying to warn you that he was close but all that came out of his mouth were pathetic moans and whimpers. One swipe of your thumb across his leaking tip and he was humping your hand while coating himself in his spend.