◯ maisie’s warnings … fem reader . established relationship . daddy kink . ass eating . oral sex ( f -> m ) . brat taming . pet name usage ( ex. mama, princess, baby, bubba ) . nahoya has a fat dick & loves your ass ( literally ) .
◯ word count … 7k
◯ maisie’s note to you … i’ll make the layout more prettier later ): mm :c nahoya’s aged up ofc . him n reader r like 23-24 . minors do not interact ! reblogs appreciated ! muah !
animal crossing new horizons is not a game you revel in lightly.
you don’t play it for stress relief. you’re aware that the game has been meticulously crafted to be a soothing, withal innovative experience made to relax its player, however, given the amount of DIYs, sea creatures, fossils, and insects you still have yet to collect, not including the fact that you also only have three of your dream islanders which, irregardless, leaves seven you have to augment nook miles for — animal crossing new horizons quickly becomes plain out stressful.
“oh my god,” you’re whining when your thumb jabs into the letter ‘ A, ‘ which causes your character to attempt to let the net she’s holding fall and swoop up a tarantula. only, you miss, which causes the spider to freeze in initial anger and terror then run after you.
quickly, you fight to run away by holding down the letter B and immediately heading in the direction of one of your islander’s homes for refuge. “c’mon, c’mon, c’mon.” adrenaline is coursing through your veins which has your thigh length, socked feet shooting up behind you as you lay on your tummy. you make it past your museum, nook shop, and finally, your favorite villager’s marshall’s home is in sight before — two things happen.
one, when you lift your finger off of B to press A and open the door to marshall’s cute, little cabin, that split second between your thumb switching buttons has the spider ramming head first into your character which has her fainting and the screen fading into a mocking black. and, two, the doorbell rings.
