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"Spammy, c'mere." Tenna purred, lifting the addison fully onto his lap. "Do you want me to take care of you?"
Another wave of heat swept through Spamton, the suggestive tone of Tenna's voice overloading his brain.
"B-but-" Spamton stuttered, swallowing, "we're tired. You're tired. I'll be fine until we get some rest."
"I don't mind helping you out." Tenna hummed, already bringing his hands down to wrap around Spamton's thighs, squeezing. "I always have enough energy for you."
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24 Apr 2026
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“Oh, Spammy! You should let me give you a makeover!”
… Fuck. As if there was anything more homoerotic than having her cohost that close to her face, looking into her eyes, caressing her lips with whatever lipstick she’d try to put on her… Would she be able to taste Tenna on it? Spamton wanted to agree just for the opportunity to find out.
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AKA Tenna puts makeup on Spamton and they fuck about it.
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15 Apr 2026
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THIS IS A ONE SHOT. CHAPTER 1 USES DADDY, CHAPTER 2 USES SIR. CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE.
"If you're not into it, that's fine, I just want you to tell me so I—"
"You…" a mouth fizzled onto the pixels that netted across Tenna's face, the rest of his visage still dark, "want that side of me?"
Spamton swallowed, nodding. Tenna's screen may have been obscured, but even without an expression, he looked dangerous.
"Are… are you sure?" The CRT pressed, the hand on Spamton's own twitching. "I don't like to indulge in those fantasies; I don't like feeling like I can't control myself. I don't want to hurt you, Spamton."
"What if I asked you to hurt me?" The addison breathed, lips slightly parted as he watched Tenna, searching for any sort of reaction.
Tenna whined softly, fangs poking into the bottom of his chassis.
"Spammy, please—"
"C'mon, Tens, You're my boss. Why don't you act like it."
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14 Apr 2026
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Spamton is finally making it big in cyber city, but has bigger aspirations than being a car sales Addison
She meets Tenna who offers her the role of a lifetime, but Spamton suspects she has ulterior motives
Could she put her beliefs aside for her dream and maybe discover more about herself?
Rlly self indulgent hateful spamtenna yuri fanfiction
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10 Mar 2026
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“Everything’s just… gone so well! And– and you make it more fun to go to work every day! It makes me happy– YOU make me so happy, every day!! Hehee… M’always smiling when I’m around you, I can’t h– can’t even help it!! Haha…”
As Tenna rambled on, Spamton felt a strange twinge at his collar. The CRT’s drunken sway pulled his attention in despite himself. Tenna’s usual carefully practiced bravado had gone crooked, looser around the edges. His gestures were wide, broad, and careless of taking up space. It was rare to see the man without that flicker of self-checking behind every action– unfiltered and unafraid.
That… drew him in. It stirred something in Spamton that he wasn’t ready to acknowledge.-- -- --
Or, drunk Spamtenna roadhead with a side of touch-starved yearning
( Edit: Now with art! )
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03 Mar 2026