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angelyuji · 2 months ago
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mr. pines
stanley pines x f!reader
reader needs a job really badly and stanford pines gives her a job... with a couple conditions.
tw // noncon, power imbalance, older man/younger woman, old man stan being gross, slight misogyny (mostly the pet names), also plss lmk if i missed anything
18+!!!!!!!! pls!!! pls!!! mind the tw and tags (also this is posted on my ao3 acc as well!)
you’ve been scrounging around for a job since you moved to gravity falls. finally, after a couple of months of begging around, the diner waitress, susan, had told you that the stan pines might be hiring at the mystery shack. you had promised the landlord that you’d give them the rent as soon as you find a job, but you can tell they were getting tired of letting you stay rent free.
you had walked to the mystery shack, only a 15-minute walk from the apartment. when you walk in, you’re hit with the smell of sandalwood and glue. you walk over to the red-headed teenager at the cashier stand.
“hey, uh- lazy susan said you guys were hiring?” she looks up from her phone to think for a second.
“oh really? um i guess you can check with stan. his office is right down the hall. he should be in there right now.” she points down the dark hallway to your right and goes right back to her phone. you thank her and she gives you a smile in response. goosebumps rise on your skin as you walk down the eerie, dark hallway. you were starting to second guess your choice of jobs, but you knock on the office door before you chicken out.
“come in.” a gruff voice calls from inside. you swallow and open the door.
“hi! i’m here to apply for a job at the mystery shack.” you smile and shut the door behind you. the only light in the room from the windows in the office. he hums and doesn’t say anything. he gestures to the chair next to him. you sit down and look around the messy office. a taxidermized animal head, a statue of an owl, a huge safe, all sorts of odd things litter the office.
“what are some of your qualifications?” he grunts out, surprising you. you list out your old jobs and hand over the resume that you brought. he gives it a once-over before tossing it into the trash can next to him.
“oh i needed that ba-” he holds a hand up and you shut your mouth. you don’t say anything as he leans back in his chair.
“you’ve got potential, (y/n).” he nods, “but… i don’t really want to pay anyone and it doesn’t seem like we really need the people all that much.” he shrugs.
you start to panic, reaching out and grabbing his hand, “please, mr. pines. i really need this job.” you beg and you watch him think for a couple minutes before smiling.
he clears his throat, “you know what, sweetheart? come back after the shack is closed, then we’ll talk about a job.” he stands up, your hands falling back to your sides, and you realize how much taller he was than you, how much more intimidating he was.
you pause to think, but realizing you have no other choice, “sure, i guess i’ll be back around 10 then.” he opens the door, but takes up most of the exit. you squeeze out from around him.
“i’ll see you then, sweetcheeks.” you feel eyes on your ass as you leave the shack. unfortunately, time goes by quickly and you’re back at the mystery shack. your stomach turns, warning you to make the right choice. you quietly go inside and notice that only the lights in stan’s office were on.
you fumble through the shop to the closed door. “hello?” you knock. mr. pines calls out for you to come in. you enter and you see him sitting on his desk, waiting for you. you clear your throat, “hi mr. pines.” he quirks an eyebrow at you and gets up. you force yourself to not back away as he comes closer to you. he walks past you and closes the door. you hear the quiet click of the lock and you feel chills go down your spine. alarms start going off in your head as he goes back and collapses into the chair. he leans back in his chair, groaning.
“so, you want a job here?” stan raises an eyebrow. you nod, “hmm… maybe i can help you, dollface.”
you let out a sigh in relief, “thank you so much, mr. pines. i’ll do anything, i really need this job.”
“anything, huh.” he nods with a smirk. you nod, eagerly.
“i’ll scrub walls, wash your car, or work from open to close! i will do literally anything!”
“you don’t have to do anything like that, sugarpie” you tilt your head, suddenly hearing the pet names. “you’ll just have to do a small little favor for me.” you don’t respond, hoping he’d explain. he gestures for you to come closer. you walk over to his desk and he turns the chair to face you. “kneel down for me.”
you awkwardly giggle, “what?” mr. pines looks at you with an expression you couldn’t read.
“kneel down.” he stands up, you feel your heart drop. stan pines towers over you and grabs a fistful of your hair. he pushes you down and you yelp as your scalp stings. you try to crawl away, but he doesn’t let go of your hair. he uses one hand to unbuckle his belt and let his pants drop. his cock hangs, big and girthy. your eyes go wide.
“mr. pines. please, don’t. i don’t want to do this.” you beg, feeling the panic rise and tears start to well up in your eyes. he looks down at you with a smirk, but let’s go. you scramble up and back against the wall. he sits back down, nonchalantly.
“fine, you can leave, sweetheart.” he shrugs. you back away quickly, hoping to get out of the office as fast as possible. “but…” you pause as your hand touches the doorknob, “you need me, baby. suzie told me about you: new girl with no job, relentless landlord, and not a single friend in town.” he laughs, deep and unsettling.
“fuck. you. i’m going to the cops and i’ll tell them what you did.” you turn and glare, voice dripping in malice. you twist the doorknob, planning to get the hell out of the place.
he stares at you, a smirk resting on his face. you felt frozen in place. “and what then? the people of gravity falls know me, toots. they know of my… reputation. they’re gonna tell you that you should’ve known better. i mean,” he barks out a laugh, “you came to the mystery shack after hours to see me. you should’ve known.” your hand drops from the doorknob. you stare at your feet. “i could help you, (y/n). i’ll pay you good money as long as you meet my requests.” you look up, tears dripping down your face, and stan smiles. he gestures for you to come closer. you, reluctantly, come back to stand in front of him. you make sure to keep your eyes away from his undone pants.
“what-what do you want me to do?” you sniffle. with surprising gentleness, he grabs your hand and helps you to your knees. he cups your face, rubbing your cheek with his thumb.
“all you have to do is do what i say. it’s a win-win situation, toots.” you start to feel yourself going numb. his hand leaves your face and he leans back. you inch closer, carefully placing your hands on his thighs. you move one hand up to gingerly wrap it around his cock. you hear him grunt at your touch and your vision starts to blur as your tears flow harder. you steady yourself on his thigh and stroke his dick.
stan groans, but you hear more irritation than arousal. “you don’t have to be so gentle, sweetheart. it won’t bite.” he growls. you swallow back the bile rising in your throat and tighten your grip a little more. with each stroke, stan’s grunts progressively louder. you watch as pre-cum leaks from his tip and feel his dick get harder with every stroke. but as you feel his thighs tense, stan grabs your hand.
“come closer.” he rasped. you inch closer, “i need you to open your mouth, sweetheart.” you hold back a gag and shake your head. stan grabs you by the chin and pulls you closer, you tighten your lips. stan chuckles before letting go of your chin to pinch your nose. your eyes widen, unable to think or breathe. you open your mouth to take a breath and stan lets go of your nose to shove two fingers into your mouth. you gag around his thick fingers, “you are just so beautiful, dollface, i can’t wait to use you every day.” he whispered and you feel a sudden wave of heat in your lower belly. he pulls his fingers out and you try to look away, but stan’s hand tangles itself in your hair. your eyes trail down from his face to his other hand, gripping his thick cock.
“wait-” you choke out, but stan pulls your head forward and plows himself into your mouth. he moves your head frantically, you choke and gargle as saliva and pre-cum drips down your throat and face. tears flow freely from your eyes as you were used as a worthless sex toy. you can feel yourself getting wetter and you feel disgusted.
“oh god, sugar, you feel so good. so. fucking. good.” he groans out, punctuating each word with a rough thrust. you could feel the tip of his dick almost going down your throat. you could see black spots dancing in your vision and you hit stan’s thighs, praying for a reprieve. you swallow around stan’s cock, trying to bring yourself back to consciousness, and stan moans. “oh, fuck,” stan’s hips stutter and he pushes your head down. your nose hits his springy, gray, pubic hair and you can feel his cock pulse as he cums down your throat. his hand loosens from your hair and you lurch backwards, gagging at the leftover taste of his bitter, salty, hot cum. you stumbled to the ground, leaning back against the wall, with your knees pressed to your chest.
“oh god, oh god.” you sob. stan gets up, pulling up his pants and buckling his belt. he gets his wallet out and tosses forward a couple hundred-dollar bills. “consider this your signing bonus.” he pulls something out of his drawer and tosses a contract in front of you. “once you sign this, you’re a full-time mystery shack employee.” he walks to the door and opens it to leave, but looks back at you, “you’re a good lay, toots. i’ll see you tomorrow at 6. don’t be late.” he turns and walks out, leaving you shivering and humiliated.
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fedorasaurus · 1 month ago
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[Un]fortunately, I am drawing a sexy Lassic.
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goferwashere · 3 months ago
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“I’ll guide us to the right path, my lady.”
Sketch here bc I accidentally zoomed in too far on the sketch for this version ⬇️
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YOU CAN SEE THE SHAPE I WAS GOING FOR A LOT MORE CLEARLY HERE 😭😭
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khr-guilded-cage · 4 months ago
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I am trying to decide which Gordon Ramsay's reaction I am towards Enji's so-called 'redemption'
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Yes I have a beef with anime dads
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I’ve lost all sense of shame- I’m about to go on a flight and if my plane falls out of the sky, i had to get this out of my system some how lmaooo
GOD DAMN YOU EVIL OLD MEN- MY ONLY NEMESIS
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hammerbonk · 1 year ago
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Wanted to redraw Shanti in my style with an oc but got lazy 😭😭
So yeah meet Nicholas! He’s basically what you would get if you put Emperor Belos from The Owl House and Michael from The Good Place in a blender but made the end result ever so slightly nicer
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sweetpeathecat · 1 year ago
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He is the lesser of the 2 evils but he is still evil. This situation is a chilling reminder of that.
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"lesser evil"
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chaldkicker · 2 months ago
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Parasite
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angelyuji · 2 months ago
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more pervy boss Stan!! I crave he :3
tw // nasty pervy behavior, noncon, power imbalance, yandere/dead dove content under the cut
18+!!!!!! minors dni
pervy boss stan who makes you wear a miniskirt to work cuz he likes seeing your ass hang out and also he gets more tips and money for hiring a “whore like you”
pervy boss stan who would force you to come in earlier, so he could fuck you full of his cum and make you go through the day marked by him.
pervy boss stan who makes sure to keep the cameras on, so he can look back to watch him fuck you or see you uncomfortably walk around, careful not to let yourself drip onto the floor.
pervy boss stan who makes you grind on his shoe to get yourself off. when you cum, he makes you lick his shoe clean.
pervy boss stan who forces you to switch from being a mystery shack employee to his new live-in maid.
additionally: pimp boss stan who would force you to get groped or fucked by any customer that pays him the most.
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mugiwara-lucy · 5 days ago
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Kamala will make the FUNNIEST president in all of American history 😂
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courfeyracs-swordcane · 1 year ago
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Dude your evil lookalike fucking bit me
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lilybug-02 · 1 month ago
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In short- the bugs of Hallownest did not take it well. Lots of screaming about "The end of the world" and "past sins coming back to haunt them". Elderbug almost had his second heart attack and basically every bug, other than the Pale King children and Quirrel, hid for several hours. (Zote likes to claim he was the first to make contact)
As for why Dewi's Dad is in Dirtmouth? Well, he wasn't very happy when his 11 year old son told him about going into a 'mysterious cave' to see his bug friends. Adult supervision and all that.
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clarisimart · 3 months ago
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Devastating homoerotic Situantioship ends in catastrophic divorce
Thousands dead, countless injured
commission info here
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actual-arrrchie · 3 months ago
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the sketches are shit but you get the vision
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emilnikos · 2 months ago
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save me fiddauthor
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khr-guilded-cage · 2 years ago
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