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sinfulforrest · 9 months

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Underwear Thief

Trace x Gender Neutral Reader

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Explicit smut!! If anybody under the age of 18 interacts with this, I will block them.

Warnings: yandere content, stalking, object marking, stealing underwear, breaking and entering, heavy delusions

Content: trans male character, scent and sweat kinks, masturbation, indirect kisses, general Trace delusions because he just loves you so much~

Summary: Trace decides to pluck up the courage to visit your apartment whilst you're not home, but ends up getting a lot more flustered than he thought he would...

He knew it was wrong.

Trace knew that it was wrong, so so wrong as he stood there grasping your spare stolen apartment key as he shakily unlocked the door, his head jerking and swivelling around every time he heard noises coming from your neighbours across the hall. You were so annoyed when you had found out that you’d lost your spare key, and he hoped that you’d find it in your heart to forgive him for it one day.

He knew it was wrong that he knew your daily schedule, that you’d be out doing your grocery shopping for the week today at your usual shop of choice halfway across the town for a few hours, leaving him plenty of time for him to summon the courage to enter your welcoming abode whilst you were away.

Yet he still pressed forward, taking short, shaky steps forward like that of a newborn deer as he entered your small apartment, stifling a groan as the smell of you was immediately caught by his keen nostrils. Before he got too overwhelmed, he locked the door behind him and let out a shaky breath, running both hands against his flushed sweaty face and through his fluffy ginger hair.

He felt like he was in heaven.

He was well and truly surrounded by you; all the little quirks that made you…well, you, were laid before him just for his eyes only, and he swore to himself that he would commit this sight to his memory. The way you organised your furniture, the pictures and little knick-knacks here and there, the homeliness of it all…he’d just need to visit a little more often, just to make sure that his memory of your save haven was correct in his mind.

He walked over to the little makeshift kitchen area you had- dishes were piled in the sink ready to be cleaned and your drinks glasses were on the side of the sink waiting to be cleansed after the plates. He sighed to himself, picking up one of the glasses, looking at it experimentally.

Then, his eyes homed in on the delicious sight of your lip reside at the rim of the glass, painting the otherwise dull glass with your mark. He swallowed thickly, bringing the glass closer to his own face. The glass fogged with each depraved breath he took, but the shape of your lips remained on the glass like the shape of your entire being remained within the inside of his head. Licking his lips, he brought the cup up to his mouth and kissed around the mark your gorgeous lips left for him, before licking around it and groaning.

An indirect kiss.

The best he was going to get for a while as he figured out how to win your heart.

He leant against the counter panting madly as he felt himself grow wetter with each kiss and lick that he gave the glass desperately wishing that the fragile and hard coolness of the glass would one day be replaced by your soft and sweet trembling lips against his own hungry ones.

After removing your essence from the glass, he quickly ran it under your tap and dried it on a piece of nearby cloth to remove his marks from it, and with a barely supressed shudder he thought of you drinking from that very glass, completely unaware that his lips and spit had claimed it for another indirect kiss…

His eyes began to roam around your domain yet again, however, still eager to take in any and all of your essence that he could, and his eyes settled on your messy nest of a bed. His lips quirked up into a small smile, gazing at the adorable little mess that you’d left your bed in; a bundle of blankets and a quilt were screwed together from where you’d thrown them off that morning, alongside several soft plush toys that sat by your pillows. It looked incredibly comfortable, and Trace wished he could be snuggled up in this little bed with you pressed up against his large, muscular frame.

Trace knelt by the bedframe, slowly reaching out for the crumpled pillow that had an indent from where you had slept soundly against it. He dragged his large fingers down the soft fabric, and unable to hold himself back any longer, he thrust his head in the indent to inhale your sweet scent.

Heat shot straight between his legs and right into his core- your pillow smelt divine. He recognised the scent of your favourite shampoo as he thrust his nose against the plushness, desperately trying to take in your scents, and the more he inhaled deeply, the more he could smell the faint smell of sweat, your sweat, your beautiful scent that he wished he could breathe in whenever he wanted, your sweat that he wished he could lap up from your gorgeous skin…and alongside that, he could smell the faint traces of the lavender washing detergent that he had used from when he had washed your clothes and bedlinen for you a few weeks back.

He pulled away, panting heavily as he nuzzled his bearded chin against the pillow. He laid one single kiss in the little indent, then tried his best to reposition the pillow back to where it was so that you’d be none the wiser.

He shuffled around on the floor, moving his hands onto the little carpet before your bed to keep himself steady, only to find himself freezing as he felt something with a much different texture to the carpet. He covered his mouth as he let out a whine, his eyes widening like saucers from behind his rapidly fogging up glasses as he stared at what was underneath his large hand- a pair of your underwear. Right there. Below his hand. Touching his skin. His. Skin.

He knew it was wrong but didn’t care as he hastily stuffed the cute little shorts into the pocket of his jeans, staggering up as he struggled to find and hold your stolen key between his fingers. Just as quickly as he entered, he left, making sure to lock up behind him so that your wonderful little world would be accessible to nobody else but you and him.

He practically sprinted back to his apartment building, desperate to get back home to he could alleviate the painful throbbing from between his legs that sent pulses to every nerve in his body. People stared at him as he raced down the busy streets, but he didn’t care- he was a man on a mission, and he needed to get home as fast as he could.

Finally, he entered his block of flats, and took the elevator up to his floor; usually he’d walk up the fight of stairs, using it as a nice pre-workout, but right now he couldn’t care, he needed to be home and in bed as soon as possible. Speedwalking across to his door he quickly unlocked and locked the door and raced off to his bedroom.

The familiar sight of his four-poster bed filled him with relief as he took off his shirt, crawling onto the incredibly soft mattress. He let himself sink into it, pulling out your underwear from his trouser pocket before discarding of the jeans too.

With one hand Trace immediately put the underwear against his face, groaning as he found his other hand slipping its way under the elastic band of his boxers, travelling and grazing against his thick pubes as his hand found its way to his erect clit. He moaned unashamedly, setting a fast pace as his large digit circled his clit. He wished that you could be sitting on his face right now, using him for your own pleasure, rubbing yourself against his sharp angled face and his delicious feeling facial hair…

He poked his tongue out, lapping at your essence that you’d left in your underwear; you tasted so sweet against his ravenous tongue, and he swore to himself that he would taste and sample your forever if he ever got permission from you. He stopped circling his throbbing nub to peel away his underwear from his now sweaty clammy skin, and his hand resumed the fast rapid circling it had been doing before.

He moved his other hand towards his dripping cunt, swiping up a copious amount of his slick with his forefinger and his middle finger in order to lube them up, and his fingers glided deep within his pussy with barely any resistance. He groaned deeply, the sound reverberating within his large chest and began sucking at the now soiled and spit-soaked underwear and he pistoned his fingers in and out of his hole, the stimulation from his clit making his pussy clench and twitch around his fingers.

God he wished that your fingers were in him instead, he wished that you could just nestle in between his thighs and just use him for your pleasure, he wished he had you, he wished that you wanted him…but that would come soon, he knew it, he would break down your walls one way or another and would make you fall for him, make you come undone for him. He would have you, own your heart, and you would own his.

You would both become one.

The rapid thoughts and the repeated rambling of your name tumbling from his lips began to make a coil within his core tighten, and his fingers began to pick up speed. He didn’t care about the noise, about the frankly whorish way he was moaning for you and the slick squelches that his cunt was producing, he wanted the world to know how much he loved you.

And with that, the coil snapped.

White hot pleasure rippled through him as he felt his walls grip and spasm against his thick fingers, and he curled them up against the deepest part of him whilst he bucked against his hand. He removed his hand from his clit, overstimulated now, and instead just pressed it against the underwear that covered most of his face. All he could feel right now was the beautiful scent and taste of you and your musk that danced around his hungry maw and nose, and the maddening ripples of pleasure that coursed through his body as his cunt pathetically clenched and twitched around his fingers.

He slowly withdrew his fingers from his dripping wet hole and moved the underwear next to him so that he could lick them clean of his slick. The thought of you shyly licking the slick off his fingers made him flush, but he was knocked down by the sudden pleasant wave of tiredness that washed over him.

He curled up on the covers, panting as he stared at the soaked underwear before him, this beautiful little holder of you and your essences all for him and him alone…he closed his eyes, basking in the warmth of the afterglow, wrapping his arms around a pillow and squeezing it tightly.

He’d have to give the underwear back to you the next time you asked him to wash your laundry, but for now…he was going to make as much use of it as he could before your gorgeous scent ended up escaping from the fabric for good.

#forrest's fiction #the hunt for love #thfl #trace thfl #yandere #male yandere #yandere boy #yandere x reader #male yandere x reader #male yandere x you #yandere writing #yandere drabble #yandere x you

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sinfulforrest · 1 year

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it's dead late at night and I'm thinkin of horny Trace thoughts again, oop!

Just thinking about how much he'd love giving his beloved head and going down on them, worshipping their body from below as he looks up at them with worship, relishing in the pressure of their legs squeezing against him as he works on making them come undone...

His large hands would grip onto their waist and hold them in place, or maybe encourage them to move and grind against him- he doesn't care what they do or don't do, he just wants to show them how much he loves them even with his inexperience with this. He might move his hands down and use them to help pleasure his beloved as well...they'd have to ask very sweetly for that though~

He'd love listening to their whimpers and moans and how his name trails off of their tongue, it'd be like a drug for him...their hands running through and stroking his messy hair and gripping onto it would spur him on to pleasure them further.

He's a quick learner, keeping an ear and eye out on their facial expression and noises. If he sees or hears something that he likes, he's gonna do whatever he did even more to pry more of those delicious sights and sounds from his beloved. Seeing his beloved wracked with pleasure really gets him going, he loves being a service top for them!

When his beloved cums, Trace would consume their release like a starved man- he won't let a drop of their sweet nectar go to waste on his watch! He might accidentally overstimulate his partner during that, which would cause him to panic and apologise profusely after he realises that he got too carried away. That wasn't very princely of him to do at all!

Afterwards he'd spend his time between his beloved's legs, kissing the soft flesh of their thighs and gently trailing his hands down their legs and feet, telling them how gorgeous they are, how well they handled him, how amazing they tasted...praise would tumble from his mouth as he stares at them through half lidded eyes, completely love drunk and blissed out from the worship that he gave to his beloved...

#forrest speaks #trace thfl #the hunt for love #thfl #yandere #male yandere #yandere boy #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere oc #male yandere x reader #yandere drabbles

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sinfulforrest · 1 year

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As I've not been feelin up for big doodles, I've decided to finally start doing some more murder oc memes for my folks from The Hunt For Love, a game I'm currently trying to create! Here's Trace at his best, and at his worst!

The template is by @slashesotron!

#the hunt for love #trace #trace thfl #yandere #yandere boy #male yandere #murder oc meme #murder oc #oc

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sinfulforrest · 1 year

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I have Trace on my mind oop, so here's some Trace thoughts and also a warning for gross and weird controlling Trace stuff when he starts losing it! Stuff like forcefeeding, drugging, and weird manipulative things.

Trace is the type of yandere that, although it'd pain him to do it, would cut you off from your medication until you started behaving again and giving him your love and attention. He controls everything here, and you need to learn that if you're being difficult. It's a good way to get you to rely on him for everything too, as he will be the one responsible for picking up your prescriptions from now on, after all.

He's the type of yandere that would lock you up in a room devoid of anything you could use to hurt yourself with, in order to break you down from the lack of...well, anything in there. You shouldn't have attacked him like that! It hurts him to his very core having to lock his beloved away like a dog, but it's what he'd have to do if you're going to act like one!

He's the type of yandere to wrap your family members around his little finger, his words are always dripping with charm and politeness, leading your unsuspecting parents to believe every single word that comes out of his mouth. If he can't trust you to keep your mouth shut, then he'll just become your voice instead! And then your voice will be his, and only his to listen to...his precious little songbird...

He's the type of yandere to ziptie your arms and feet together when you refuse to eat his food that he cooked especially for you, forcing you to eat every spoon and fork full of what he's made for you. If you're not going to swallow, that's ok- he'll just start to pinch your nose so you can't breathe! You have the choice to swallow or spit, and you know that you'll be put in the timeout room if you spit...

Trace is the type of yandere that steps into the shower with you when you refuse to wash yourself, cleaning all your body for you, getting all close and shuddery as he lathers up your body and hair. Most of the time he rests one large hand on your hip, poised and ready to grab it should you resist him.

He's the type of yandere that wants to be in contact with you all of the time. He wants you to sit on his lap, between his legs, wants you snuggled on his chest and to spoon around you in bed. If you don't want that, that's ok, he'll just slip some drugs into your drink or food so you'll be more compliant and tired! That way he can keep you lovely and comfy and you won't go out of his sight.

He's the type of yandere to weaponize his emotions against you. He gets so frustrated with how difficult you are that he'll just...cry. He'll cry, and cry, and cry, becoming an inconsolable mess. He's done so much for you, can't you see that!? He'd hurl tearful remarks like that your way, watching the way your face crumbles as you start to shake and apologise to him. Go on, hug him better like a good partner would do...

#mmmm trace my beloved ❤#the hunt for love #thfl #trace thfl #yandere #male yandere #yandere boy #yandere imagines #yandere drabble #reader x yandere

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sinfulforrest · 1 year

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How do your ocs sign their names? :3

- Maple does rounded block capitals, but it doesn't tend to write too often due to a lack of stationary in the forest

- Pelleas makes everything cursive and has to do loads of loops, it makes his writing hard to read

- Trace has relatively normal writing, it's easy to read and there's nothing standout about it

- Pillow makes her writing edgy and jagged on purpose, loves drawing lightning bolts and other silly things there too (her legal signature would absolutely have the lightning bolt there)

- Buttons cannot read or write at all, it's hard to keep their hands steady when they're full of so many friends! Bugsy tells them the letters to write

- Miki's writing is thin and harsh, he cramps their words together with barely any spaces so it's hard to read whatever they write

- Fiore's is neat and readable, but she tends to make the taller letters a lot higher than the smaller ones

- Nathan's writing is [[ R E D A C T E D ]] and it will often show interesting [[ R E D A C T E D ]] from [[ R E D A C T E D ]]

#forrest rustles #the hunt for love #thfl #maple thfl #pelleas thfl #trace thfl #pillow thfl #buttons thfl #bugsy thfl #miki thfl #fiore thfl #nathan thfl #nathaniel thfl

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sinfulforrest · 1 year

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Just thinking about how Trace would s o make his dream fairytale cottage home on The Sims and would spend hours making a sim of him and his beloved to obsess over and watch...

He's broken into his beloved's home many a time (thanks to Pillow teaching him how to pick locks in case of an emergency) and sometimes he snoops around their wardrobe to get inspiration for outfits for their sim to wear.

Sometimes he'll dress their sim in clothes that he really thinks would suit them though and will be absolutely smitten as he sighs dreamily and imagines his real beloved in them.

He'd honestly get a little jealous of his virtual self after time though, being able to be with a version of his beloved whilst he's still not with them. Maybe he should go check up on them as sleep again tonight...

#forrest speaks #that gives me the idea for a little doodle tbh fjfmfm #the hunt for love #trace thfl #yandere #male yandere #yandere boy #yandere x reader #male yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere drabbles #thfl

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sinfulforrest · 1 year

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Hey, do your ocs have any games on their phones?

Some of them would, and some don't even know what a phone is!

Pillow for SURE has games on her phone and won't shut up about them, she'd be a sucker for popular gacha games and a lot of rhythm games I think, fast paced gameplay and anime hotties make the mobile gaming worth it! They'd be fun games to stream for her followers during a more chilled out stream night as well, so she's always on the lookout for new and engaging games to play.

Trace would have games as well, but he'd be more likely to have brain exercise games to play whilst he takes whatever public transport he's taking for that day to pass the time. He doesn't like cluttering up his phone with too many apps because he wants plenty of space so he can take sneaky little pictures and videos of his beloved to look at when he misses them.....

Pelleas is another one who definitely has games on his phone, and he'd be a sucker for cute creature collection games and would spend obscene amounts of money on them to get the cutest little critters that the game has to offer! If you see him play that though, you're as good as dead- you're not ruining his glorious image!

Maple and Buttons are totally clueless about phones but would be fascinated watching you play games on your own phone (though Maple would be a little spooked....how does this magic box w o r k ? ?), Bugsy wouldn't be too interested because it was surrounded by alien technology for all its life, and Miki only has a tatty old flip phone that can't run any game apps! They don't really see the point in all this newfangled stuff, a crusty phone gets the job done.

#eee thank you for the ask!#forrest rustles #oc lore #the hunt for love #thfl #maple thfl #pelleas thfl #trace thfl #pillow thfl #buttons thfl #bugsy thfl #miki thfl

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sinfulforrest · 1 year

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it's late night Trace thoughts with Forrest yet again!!

thinking about Trace being 100% down to eat his beloved out if they were on their period if they asked him to, and he's absolutely feral looking state afterwards...all flushed and sweaty with bloody drool coating his chin and beard, his mouth and fingers bloody and sticky...if they gave him permission he'd slowly lick his fingers clean right in front of them, savouring this unique taste and staring them down with dangerously horny eyes as he does so...its very unprincely b u t he's done a good thing by pleasuring them in their time of need, so he can have this....

I definitely need to draw that sometime omfg

#forrest speaks #its getting close to the time and im thirsty xD #periods suck b u t theyre pretty hot also #trace thfl #the hunt for love #thfl #period mention #yandere #male yandere #yandere boy #male yandere x reader #yandere x reader

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sinfulforrest · 1 year

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What Yokai tribes would your ocs belong to?

Oooo this is a fun ask and how dare you use my current Yokai Watch fixation on me!!!! /j I'm gonna do you one better and as well as list their tribe, I'll talk about what their abilites would be as yokai! As there's so many yokai there's a good chance the hypothetical inspiriting abilities might be the same as a canon one so apologies but there is a lot of them xD

To those that aren't familiar with Yokai Watch there's 8 different tribes, with each one specialising in a certain stat or playstyle-

• Brave yokai are physical attackers!

• Mysterious Yokai are elemental attackers!

• Tough yokai have high defense!

• Charming yokai have high speed!

• Heartful yokai heal!

• Shady yokai use debuffs!

• Eerie yokai can buff as well as defuff!

• Slippery yokai avoid debuffs!

Inspiriting is basically possession, and some yokai have positive effects that come from inspiriting, and some negatively affect the person that they inspirit.

Soooo with this lil lesson outta the way, here's what my ocs would be!

Maple would be a Tough tribe member as it's an absolute physical wall that's really hard to take down. Maple's inspiriting ability makes people have a desire to sunbathe no matter the weather. Having a nice sun (or rain) soak does the body some good after all!

Pelleas would be a Slippery tribe member. His slimy slippery merman form allows him to wriggle out of all kinds of trouble! His inspiriting ability would be to constantly make people's clothes damp even if they're out drying for ages just to be an inconvenience.

Trace would be a Charming tribe member! His love for running allows him to have great speed and stamina for situations where it's needed. His inspiriting ability would allow him to inspirit a person to let them become a master cook, even if they normally burn water!

Pillow would be a Brave tribe member, she constantly gets into fights and is proud of her strength! Her inspiriting ability gives the person a frightening desire to go to dangerous places and explore them.

Buttons would be an Eerie tribe member, their bug friends providing many good effects for them and their friends, and many bad effects for those that wrong them. Buttons's inspiriting ability makes the person they inspirit become obsessed with insects! They're a good shout if you need to help treat a bug phobia.

Miki would be a Shady tribe member, constantly using little tricks to gain the upper hand in combat and to drag their opponents down. His inspiriting ability lets people become a climbing prodigy just like him! They could scale totally flat walls with ease.

#thank you for the ask!#forrest rustles #the hunt for love #thfl #maple thfl #pelleas thfl #trace thfl #pillow thfl #buttons thfl #miki thfl

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