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"Pretty sure of yourself," you manage, and your voice comes out slightly breathier than you intended.
"Haven't been proven wrong yet." She tilts her head, studying you with an intensity that makes your skin feel too warm. One corner of her mouth quirks up. "Had a girl last month, this gorgeous thing—lawyer, real buttoned-up type—let me tie her to my headboard and didn't leave for two days." She says it like it's a point of pride.
Jesus Christ. You shift your weight, pressing your thighs together, hoping she doesn't notice. Pretty sure she does notice, based on the way her eyes gleam.
"That supposed to impress me?" you ask, going for unaffected and landing somewhere closer to breathless.
"Is it working?" Stan's smile is pure sin now, all teeth and trouble and absolute certainty. She knows it's working. She can probably read it all over your face.
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“I just wanted to make somethin’ that’d make ya happy,” Fiddleford said quietly, smiling down at Ford shyly. Ford was still kneeling between his knees, hands warm and steady where they rested. “With my back an’ all—and no offense, honey, but we both know you ain’t toppin’.”
Ford huffed a soft laugh, rolling his eyes with fond exaggeration as he leaned forward and rested his head against Fiddleford’s knee. The fabric of the overalls was familiar beneath his cheek, grounding in a way that made his chest ache pleasantly.
“I just can’t…,” Fiddleford continued, voice lowering. “I can’t take ya like I used to. Or like you deserve.” He swallowed, Adam’s apple bobbing, a flush creeping up his neck and settling warmly across his cheeks. “So I built somethin’. Somethin’ that could.”
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“Okay,” she said, drawing in a deep breath. For a moment her confidence wavered, her anxiety peeking through as she glanced down, then away, like she was bracing herself. “I may or may not have… upgraded our strap.”
Your hands slid to her hips instinctively, steadying both of you. You hummed, curious and encouraging. “Upgraded how?”
“It— uh— pulses now,” she admitted, wincing a little. “Like… like a tentacle would. And it produces lube, and it can vibrate, and— oh! It’s got a bit of a knot now. I’m still workin’ out some kinks but—”
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“Puppies do better when they’re held,” he said, running his palm over Ford’s ass soothingly. “Don’t you think?”
Ford’s eyes fluttered, the words sinking deep. A soft bark slipped out without thought, his body jerking with the force of it.
Fiddleford smiled faintly; Ford could hear it in his tone. “That’s right. There’s my puppy.”
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Fiddleford’s gaze softens briefly, something like tenderness flickering through it. Ford moves, letting the rope drag deliciously against her thighs, crawling forward an inch at a time. Fiddleford’s breath catches.
“Well, look at you,” she murmurs, voice dipped in wonder. “Fallin’ apart on my own invention.”
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Puffing out smoke, feeling miserable. It's a normal night for Stanley.
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Stan is depressed and does some bad things.
Possibly disturbing for younger audiences!! :3
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29 Jan 2026
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The Duchess Approves is terrible. He wants to bleach every brick of his body just to purify himself of this three hour experience. He wants to pluck out his eyeball and treat it to a ten-day spa as reparations. He demands a sequel from the Axolotl during their next therapy session.
The Axolotl tilts their head. “There's no sequel. Only one movie has ever been made.”
Bill glowers. “But what happens after?”
“Production went into debt after casting big name Grampton St. Rumpterfrabble,” the Axolotl answers sadly. “Rumor has it he charges fifty thousand per letter.”
“Wonderful,” Bill drawls. “Real useful information. So what am I supposed to do now, doc?”
The Axolotl’s eyes gleam suspiciously. “I suppose there’s always fanfiction.”
Or: Bill hates a certain fanfic author almost as much as he hates the man who killed him. Crazy, wouldn't it be, if the two were the same person.
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24 Jan 2026
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a series of hurt/comfort (and sometimes just hurt) one shots for a pretty basic timestuck au (2013 ford switches places with 80s ford and gut wrenching angst ensues)
fic title and chap titles from "always gold" by radical face
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13 Jan 2026
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"It was supposed to be a necessary evil- how did it end up like this? "
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09 Jan 2026
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Fiddleford is in temporary possession of a vagina. Ford's curiosity is almost insatiable.
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08 Jan 2026