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martiniluvr · 4 months
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IDK if requests are open but i NEED a Jason Todd hc as a dad
Love yaaa
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they absolutely are ESPECIALLY for dad!jason omg… headcanons under the cut 🩷
also my first emoji anon hi ily 🥹
minors dni
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jason todd never thought he’d be a father, but now that he is one, he can’t imagine life any other way.
I know in my heart of hearts he’s a girl dad. just picture it. everything about it makes sense.
she inherits his little white streak, and it’s his favourite thing in the world.
he’s determined to be the father he always wanted needed. he’s loving, affectionate, gentle, and fiercely protective of his little girl. from the first time he holds her as a newborn, he knows he’d kill die for her.
there’s no request he can deny his child. donuts after breakfast? of course, he’ll have one too. flashy cartoons before bed? absolutely. playing hair salon before school? he’s dropping her off with butterfly clips still in his white streak.
one day, you get a call from the school about an incident in class that started with a boy breaking her barbie pencil and ended in a bloody nose.
“my daddy told me it’s okay to punch mean people! he says he does it all the time at work.” oops.
you glare at jason, but he can’t hide the proud smile on his face. you apologise profusely to the teacher, ensuring this will be dealt with. as you leave the school, though, jason takes your daughter’s small hand in his, giving it an encouraging squeeze, and you know you can’t be mad for long.
there will come a day when you both have to contend with the challenges of adolescence—prom, parties, mood swings, driving. jason will have to meet her first boyfriend, and he won’t be able to hide his disapproving scowl.
for now, though, you take in the sight of one of gotham’s most feared vigilantes and the pigtailed little girl tugging at his sleeve. he bends down so she can whisper in his ear, and then turns to look at you with a grin. “I think rainbow ice cream sounds great, doll. whaddya think, ma?”
sigh…dad!jason you live in my heart 🫶
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princessbrunette · 3 months
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dbf!rafe that watches you sit on the porch with your little bikini on while sucking on a lollipop when it's scorching hot outside
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♡꒰ა 🍦 ໒꒱♡
the way he’d just happen to wander outside where you are to get something from his car, walking past where you’re sat on the porch step.
“hiii mr cameron.” you greet sweetly.
“hey, sweetheart.” he tries to only glance at you, but he gets sucked in— doing a double take and staring at the way you wrap your lips around the sweet treat. “what uh— what are you doing out here?”
“its really hot.” you shrug simply, pushing up onto your feet and walking to his car trunk where he’s trying to find a set of files he was meant to bring inside to show your father.
“mm.” he agreed, especially as soon as you’d taken that step towards him — the temperature seemed that have risen by a lot. “you know you—you shouldn’t be out here all alone dressed like that. sucking on your popsicle and stuff. some guys might look at you different.” he shakes his head, picking up the file he was looking for and closing the trunk.
“what kinda guys?” you bat your lashes, really making a show of the way you suckle on the tip of the melting popsicle. as he turns to face you, jaw clenched — he watches some syrup drip off onto your chest. his eyes flutter, and he leans in a little.
“guys like me, a’ight? now get inside.” he warns before steaming past you, trying to will his hardening dick to calm itself before reaching the home office.
♡꒰ა 🍦 ໒꒱♡
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cream-stew · 9 months
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hi cream stew!
i wanted to request mean dom with an innocent (fem, I won't forget to specify this time lmao) reader where the reader has super sensitive nipples and sits her in his lap and plays with them for hours until she's crying and begging to be fucked (ughhh i was so horny while writing this pls)
-🎧 anon
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🔞minors dni
warnings: afab reader, nipple play, rough sex
// note: anon added in another ask that the request was about childe👌
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you feel like you're about to pass out from pleasure, you can barely even see through all the unshed tears, your jaw sore with the strain of keeping the hem of your shirt pinned in between your teeth. you have no idea if he'd actually punish you if you let it slip down to cover your tits again, but you really don't wanna find out :(
he's sitting right behind you, his criss crossed legs tangled with yours and holding you captive in his lap, his clothed erection poking your ass, only covered in tiny see-through panties, and his breath keeps warming the back of your neck. he's murmuring lewd things in your ears, each accompanied by an harsher pinch to your puffy and abused nipples, and your own hands are limp, resting in your lap, sometimes fidgeting with your nails to keep yourself from touching your wet pussy.
he squeezes your tits one more time, all red from the manhandling, and you just can't take it anymore :( "please" you beg him, all slurred from the fabric sill pinched in your mouth, "please I wan' it, I wan' you inside"
with a laugh, he presses a kiss to your throat, making you gasp at the sudden contact. "yea? you think you deserve it?" he mocks you, moving to play with your nipples again, and you nod furiously, babbling over and over.
"please!!" you yell when he turns you around in his lap, making you stand on your folded knees, and sucks one abused nipple in his mouth, sucking on it so harshly that his teeth leave indents on your soft skin.
"alright, you've been so polite while I played with you, you deserve a little reward" he laughs again, pushing you down on your back and towering over you.
he rips off your soaked panties and immediately sticks three fingers inside your pussy, humming contentedly when he finds you all wet and loose for him without even any prep, and he wastes no time swapping them out for his thick cock, spreading you open and making you beg him for more as he sinks inside you at an even pace.
"more, huh?" he taunts you, picking up his pace and fucking into you with increased hurry. he still grips your tits, holding on to them as he plunges in and out of your pussy, the tears finally sliding down your cheeks as you thank him for finally giving you what you wanted.
but he should be thanking you, actually, he loves to see how pervy and disgusting you get when he's balls deep in you <3
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lunarw0rks · 2 months
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i forgot what i wrote in the ask that got eaten tbh but anyways more valeria thoughts because i need her
OH WAIT I REMEMBER
thoughts about valeria coming home from a long day and using you to destress but the day also wasn’t easy on you and one of her degrading comments goes a little too far, hits a little too close to home.
her being the absolute master of reading body language, catches onto the slight shift in your demeanor before you can even safe word/signal out and everything comes to a complete stop.
and like the switch between the domme/intimidating persona and the one where she genuinely cares about you is night and day. before you know it, she’s hovering over you, cupping your face in her hands and scanning you worriedly.
maybe i just need to be comforted… i think being in her arms would solve 99% of my problems tbh
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(it's egregious how long it took me to respond to this and i apologize pookie.)
﹌﹌afab!reader. dialogue would be in spanish. implied, notorious purple strap, naturally.
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valeria is used to tears, whimpers, even you— clawing at her even when you don't want her to stop. she's a seasoned dom by this point, and even more so when she finds that one special partner.
though she loves you more than anything, she still uses you to distress. and we all know she's got loads of stressors, so it's more often than not you're subjected to some rough play. all in good fun. you're pampered endlessly afterward. and of course, it's pleasurable for you.
but sometimes it's just too much.
like any other hard session, you're limp below her at this point. so many rounds that you've lost count, and you can't feel your limbs. only the nerves ablaze at the apex of your thighs. the sting of her strap abusing your cunt repeatedly, past the point of pleasure. it's only seconds before you register the discomfort— and even less before valeria slows to a stop.
"shit." she curses, "i'm sorry, amor. was i too much?" kisses along your wet cheeks to pry you from your dazed state, until you give her a nod, a look, anything. it'd be dumb of her to expect you to get words out right now, and she's able to read you like a book.
even quicker, she reaches for a towel (fresh, folded, and laid out beforehand) and smooths it along your sweaty skin, her hooded eyes trained on you through it all. wipes you clean and cares extra for any bruises or marks.
absolutely no sessions for at least a while after. insists on having the chef make you something filling and made with love, all while she's getting you in some flexible clothes and clearing her calendar for the next day.
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kyurizeu · 1 year
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3:33 || jakehoon
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Requested threesome Jakehoon by 🎧 anon
Warnings: SMUT!, d1ldo, drity talk(ish), squirt, threesome, cliffhanger(ish), mot proofread
Wordcount; 395
Drabble also i hate it personally
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“Come on.. you can do it y/n” sunghoon just stared at you as you tried so hard to pleasure yourself alone. Without their touch you couldn’t enjoy yourself… its like you need their touch to feel anything. Both Jake and Sunghoon were watching you struggle with getting anything done. “Come on here y/nnie..” Sunghoon pulls you softly onto his lap on your stomach spreading your cheeks for both of the two to admire.
“I dont think you’re ready for either of our size yet baby.. should we practice first? Hm?” Jake caressed your ass cheek softly while whispering in your ear from the back. “M-mmhm…” nodding, you couldn’t even get a proper response out of your mouth due to the shivers and butterflies that the duo caused you.
Sunghoon squeezed some lube onto your folds and Jake spread it around everywhere. “Gonna go slow first mmkay?” Sunghoon grabbed a dildo and slowly slid it up and down your folds finally pushing it deep inside earning a broken groan escape your lips.
“A-aghh s-sunghoon..” you melted in his lap and felt two pairs of eyes glued to you. Your legs shake at each thrust and your body lets out more of your juices every second. Jake starts circling his fingers around your clit.
“N-no jake nghh” you whimper due to the overwhelming amount of pleasure you’re getting at once. Sunghoon’s hands thrusts the dildo in faster and easier because of your wetness. He feels your closer from your moans and body signs. Feeling a sudden need to pee you think something is wrong. “I-i need to p-pee..” you whimper quietly as the urge grows and grows. “What was that sweetie?” Jake patted your sensitive clit bringing you on the edge making you squirt everywhere.
Sunghoon stops thrusting, pushing it deep inside of you as far as it can reach earning a loud whine from you.
“Spread your legs wider baby” sunghoon softly guided you into another position. You were now on all fours as Jake put some lube on your ass.. Sunghoon pulled the dildo out of you slowly getting more whimpers from you. You didn’t know what was coming next until you felt cold metal press against your ass.
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of-many-fandomss · 1 year
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Hi lovely!!
James Potter dating shy reader, one who gets flustered at little touches but needs to hold his hand in public cause the crowd in the halls. Or maybe a girl is hitting on him at a party and although the reader is shy, you just sit in James lap and act all bold but being really flustered deep down
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Back to writing for James 🫶🫶🫶
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Blindly flailing your arm out, your hand continuedly snatched at air until it was finally able to grasp onto a large hand that gave you a surprisingly gentle and sweet squeeze for its size.
You didn’t do well in large crowds. That was a fact.
The hallway near charms had some of the most crowded corridors after class. That was also a fact.
Your boyfriend, James, was always there to grab your hand and bravely surge the two of you through the overwhelming crowd. That was the most important fact.
“Come on, love,” You heard him murmur out of the corner of his mouth as he angled his head slightly to face you, never once slowing his determined pace, “We’re almost there.”
The sheer size of your boyfriends heart of gold never ceased to amaze you. Nor did it ever not send butterflies that did cartwheels to your stomach. He was too good to you.
As soon as he saw an opening, the boy immediately took a sharp turn down a hallway, gently dragging you along right behind him.
Like always, he stood there a moment, your chests practically touching as he placed one hand on your shoulder as the other toyed carefully with your hair while he waited for you to calm down.
“You alright, love?” He asked after your breathing had mostly returned to normal.
No matter how many times you did this, there was never any less worry swimming in his eyes as there were the first time.
Slowly, you nodded, breathing being regained and turned to normal, “Y-yeah, yeah. I’m alright, Jamie.”
“Good,” He mumbled, leaning forward and placing a long kiss on your forehead, “Good.”
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goldenempyrean · 1 year
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ooooo
for this, how about sick reader who absolutely refuses to take medicine but wandanat bribes them with cuddles and one of their hoodies?
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Bribery
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〚 Pairing- WandaNat x Reader 〛
〚 Summary - Refusing to take your medicine isn't exactly pleasing your girlfriends, luckily, they know just how to bribe you. 〛
〚 Wordcount - 700 〛
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You knew you were coming down with something. You’d felt it coming on for days. So, when you woke up with an awfully sore throat and stuffy nose, you knew you were in for a rough few days, still your work needed doing so you settled down and cracked on with your files. 
Luckily for you, both of your girlfriends had noticed the growing pile of tissues in the trash next to you and the increased loudness of your sneezes and it seemed they’d both had enough of your antics. 
With an affirming nod, both girls made their way over to the table where you were sat, “You ready for a break princess?” Nat cooed as she came to stand behind your chair, wrapping her arm over the front of your chest. 
“I think you could use it baby,” Wanda added as she slowly pulled the file you’d been working on away, “You sound like you’re getting a cold.” 
“I second that.” Nat added, not giving you a chance to deny it, “Come on baby, how about we lay down for a bit, you’ve done enough work for now.” 
You couldn't help but smile at the thought of taking a break. The exhaustion from working while sick was starting to catch up with you. "Alright," you said, standing up slowly, "That sounds good to me." 
Nat and Wanda led you to the bedroom, where they had already prepared a cosy nest of blankets and pillows. They helped you get settled in and then both climbed in beside you, snuggling up close. Everything was fine until you racked forward with a harsh, chesty fit of coughing which had both your girlfriends rubbing your back worriedly. 
 “How about we get some medicine into you?” Nat soothed, once you’d finally calmed down from the fit. 
You shook your head stubbornly, “I’m fine, it’s just a little cold. I don’t need any medicine.” 
Both Nat and Wanda exchanged concerned looks, “But baby,” Wanda said softly, “you need to take something to help you feel better.” 
You rolled your eyes, “I’ll be fine, I don’t need any medicine, I just need rest.” 
But as the day wore on, your symptoms only got worse. Your cough grew more persistent, and your nose became even more congested. Your girlfriends tried numerous times to persuade you to take some medicine, but you refused each time, insisting that you would get better on your own. 
Eventually though, it seemed your stubbornness was no longer going to be tolerated because Nat suddenly released you from her hold, as did Wanda, leaving you shivering in the absence of their body heat. 
“You take the medicine, and you’ll get all the cuddles you could ever possibly want. That’s only if you take it.” Nat said sternly, her tone taking on a stern edge. You looked to Wanda for support, but she had the same stubborn glint in her eyes as she looked down at you. 
“We’ll even let you wear that black hoodie of ours that you love so much.” Wanda added with a slight smirk when she saw the slight glow of excitement cross your face. 
You sighed, knowing that you were defeated. You couldn't resist the offer of their cuddles and your favourite hoodie. You nodded reluctantly, and Nat handed you a glass of water with the medicine dissolved in it. 
It tasted awful, and you wrinkled your nose in disgust, but you downed it quickly, not wanting to risk their cuddles being taken away. 
After a few minutes, you started to feel a little drowsy, and Nat and Wanda helped you settle back into the blankets. They snuggled up close to you, and you could feel their warmth seeping into your body, making you feel instantly better. 
"You were right," you murmured sleepily, "I do feel better already." 
Nat and Wanda exchanged smug grins before Wanda leaned in to kiss your forehead, "We know, baby," she whispered, "We always know what's best for you." 
You drifted off to sleep with a contented smile on your face, safe and warm in their embrace, knowing that they would always take care of you, even when you were being stubborn about taking your medicine. 
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bitchlessdino · 2 years
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I have a request. You have to really imagine it. But like imagine DILF!seungcheol, with a daddy kink, being like your boss because you babysit his kid. And he finds out you’re attracted to him so he teases you about it. Long story short you end up on his thigh, him helping you chase your high. Then after that he makes you ride him, i don’t know why but I have this image of him throwing his head back and like that would be so hot. I don’t know this though came to me in class.-🎧
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Pairing: F!reader x Seungcheol
Genre: suggestive unless yall count thigh riding as smut
Word count: 2.7k
Tags: dilf!seungcheol, loving father cheol, assertive cheol, mention of kids, thigh riding
author note: daddy. that is all. but also, A TATTOO CHEOL??? (mingyu voice: show me!)
Seungcheol was the eye candy of every PTA meeting, especially given that he is a single dad. That was one of the many things you’ve noticed since volunteering to take his place in volunteering in place of him at school events. Everyone practically gave you stink eyes seeing you instead of him, wondering why he bothered hiring a nobody when he could easily wife up one of the other single parents (yes those reasonings had no correlation, yet it somehow makes sense.)
You couldn’t blame them. Your boss is that devastatingly handsome. He turned heads every corner, smiling that gorgeous gummy smile he’s known for, even making you weak at the knees. You had to see him every day, it was natural you developed a little crush on him too, considering he checked all the boxes in your “Daddy issues must haves,” but that’s another story for another day:
He’s just so good with his daughter. He made every opportunity to prove that. He would do anything and everything for his daughter. You noticed that right away when he hired you to be her babysitter and that impression stayed with you even when you upgraded to au pair, basically breathing the same as him 24/7. That didn't make your feelings any easier to manage.
It was his fault now that you think about it. He had to grow super comfortable with you enough to walk around shirtless or come up from the pool for a late dip after the sweetie went asleep, going as far as inviting you to join him. You’d decline every time, thanking the night air for cooling your flushed cheeks, and quickly retreat to the guest room you currently reside in.
If it wasn’t to that extreme, it’s the subtle way you’re making dinner together, living out your delusional domestic dreams. His chest would briefly meet your back, grabbing something in front of you, which you could’ve easily retrieved for him. His gaze lingers on you a little longer than you should’ve when either one of you asks a question.
The tension was deafening.
“It’s really screwed up of him for being that attractive,” You spoke to the other line.
Nami, your friend, was used to your rambling at this point and rolled her eyes at your humble bragging about exactly how hot Seungcheol was, having personally only met him a handful of times. “Oh no, your super sexy boss is not only hot but a perfect father figure for his daughter, making him the most perfect living man on Earth. How awful.”
“It is fucking awful, Nami!” you cross your leg over the other sneaking glance in the gaps of your bedroom door, “He is driving me off a cliff. I don’t know how much I can handle being around him so often. It was fine every two days a week, and now it’s every day. What am I supposed to do with all these feelings?”
“Seduce him.”
“Nami, I’m being serious.”
“So am I, get sexy daddy boss to be your daddy.”
You couldn't see her but you can just visualize the wiggle of her brows.
“Yeah, I’m not doing that. And if I was going to, you know how bad that would go?”
You stand up from the bed to act out the scene in your head, exaggerating your strut toward an imaginary masculine figure, and drawing out the most nasal voice you could muster, “Seungcheol. I am so deeply and irrevocably attracted to you. Please give me one night to prove to myself how I can be devotedly yours.”
You lose yourself in your own laugh as it sounds off in the room, but it was not loud enough for you to ignore the deeper voice in the background. “Just one night?”
You freeze when you realize who it is. Nami could only get an “ooo” in edge-wise until you hung up the phone and hide the phone behind your back. “S-Seungcheol.”
A corner of his lips lifts to his ear before slowly approaching you with his hands in his pockets. He had his sleeves rolled up and the top three buttons of his shirt unbuttoned, revealing a sliver of proof of how he spent his mornings at 5 am. He softly snickers, “I’d love to hear about what you can do to prove it to me.”
“Sir, I-I was simply–um, talking about your admirers I’ve noticed. I’m sure you’re not blind to these kinds of people, how forward they are, or how brass…” You chuckle nervously to yourself.
“Do you happen to be one of these admirers?”
He gets closer to you, backing onto the cushion of your bed, towering over you curiously. You could feel your heart racing a million miles a minute, eyes rapidly blinking and you tried grasping any grip of reality. “I-I’m sorry,I—”
“How cute. I figured you were acting peculiar around me but the reason for it is much more interesting than I realized.” 
Either of his arms creates a barrier around you, leaving you in his direct line of vision with barely enough air to breathe. His wide-eyed gaze is tense, piercing back at you as you stare back in fear and admittedly lust.
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Miss Y/n.” 
His deep gaze lowers to the shape of your lips, watching them quiver at the sight of him, which fueled the yearning that settled in the pit of his stomach. He sees your eyes dilated, yet shaken, seeing your body dip behind you into the sheets he paid for, you softly panting in the room he owned, staring back into his eyes like a deer caught in headlights. His breath tickles your skin and you could feel him draw him closer.
“I don’t know what I’d do if you confirm my suspicions.”
The tension severs when he hears the voice of his little girl calling for him at the end of the hall, dropping his head in disappointment with a soft whine when the moment passes.
He turns his head and responds to her. “I’ll be right there, sweetie. You wait right there.”
He averts back to you, the sly smile reappearing on his face. “When you join us for dinner today, you’ll sit opposite of me so I can keep an eye on you. When we tuck my little dove into bed, why don’t we have a movie night? Just you and me? Is that okay with you, Miss Y/n?”
You feel as if you held your breath for a long period of time, slowly nodding back at him.
“I prefer verbal consent, Miss Y/n. Would you please accompany me on a company movie night, just the two of us?”
A hasty gulp ran down your throat, “I would like that, Sir.”
“Good.”
The man lets you be, retreating to his daughter who kept calling out to him. His slow steps taunt, echoing in your ears as you fall back against the mattress. You take a silk-lined pillow to the face, muffling your screams, hoping to suffocate under the cushion like that moment suffocating you just then. A loud exhale escapes you as you pulled it away, and you find anxiously wait for dinner time.
Before that incident, Seungcheol insisted on making dinner and having kept that promise you enter the kitchen reluctantly with his back towards you. You keep yourself at a distance, watching the frame of his body constantly shifting as he diced green onions, and you lean against the wall next to him, taking quiet breaths and struggling to do so.
It wasn’t a long show when the most darling girl calls you by name and joins your side. Your eyes grow twice their size and picked her up in your arms, side-eyeing Seungcheol who perked up at the sight of you two together. He washes his hand thoroughly before following after, cooing at his daughter and stealing her away.
Her giggles were astonishingly infectious as he bounced her in his arms, similarly to her father’s laugh in just a higher pitched tone. She was just as sweet as candy, bringing light to every room she enters. You love taking care of her and dare you to say you love her. What wasn’t there to love about someone as precious as she is?
“Alright, now, my little dove.” he sets him on the tile floor and bends his knees to her level. “Y/n and I will finish up here and bring food right out. It’s your favorite, little darling. Spaghetti.”
She bounces in her step, gleefully shouting ‘pasget, pasget’ before running into the dining area, leaving you and Seungcheol alone once again. His eyes shoot right in your direction as he places one foot over the other towards you. Your feet trace back, stumbling until hitting the smooth metal surface behind you, unintentionally cornering yourself. It’s much like the position you were in only some time ago, feeling the weight of his presence, drinking in his full attention. 
When you shut your eyes, anticipating the impact, instead you hear the suction of the fridge release. Your eyelids slowly parts when you realized he just went to grab something in the fridge which you decided to fall flat against. Seungcheol chuckles at your embarrassed reaction, shutting the door to draw his lips dear to your ear. “Can’t seem to wait for me, hmm? Be a little patient, dinner shouldn’t be too long.”
You could hardly focus on dinner after the events that have occurred, glancing up at your employer occasionally as he eats his meal, who cooing every few bites at his daughter beside you. You were lucky to not have had her across from you, fearing your anxiety was obvious on the surface, unable to meet his eyes the entire night. His gaze would occasionally drift off to you, taking note of the unsteadiness of your grasp, 
When the darling did finish her meal, she was all ready to wash up, tugging at your shirt to have you follow. You quickly exchange looks with Seungcheol, who nodded and let you know that he’d be cleaning up after dinner. You get to her night routine fairly quickly: bathing her, brushing her teeth, and reading her the story she wanted luckily without a hitch. 
You softly sigh as her eyes drift off to sleep, seeing that perhaps dinner was a bit indulging enough to give her the sleep bug. She murmurs words of ‘good day’ and ‘good pasqet.’ You pat her head, tucking her in when you hear from the door to her bedroom creak, her father being the culprit.
He presses a single finger to his lips before delicately approaching and having a hand resting on your shoulder, having you hyper-aware of that fact. He doesn't notice as his eyes are tending to his daughter, before pressing a kiss on her forehead. “Night, dove.”
The hand from your shoulder soon falls to the surface of your palm, lacing his fingers through. His head turns to you expectedly, watching that inconsistent breath leave you before whispering with a smile, “Shall we?”
You steadily follow him to the common area where a movie is already playing, seeing the familiar lion’s head roar at the screen above the fireplace. When you ask him what movie he picked out, he responds by saying it didn’t matter, “It’d only be background noise anyway.”
He ushers you on the couch, letting go of your hand. His whole body faces you, locked in your dazed expression, your head thinking, ‘what the hell are you about to do with your boss right now alone?’
“Mind explaining to me what that conversation was about this afternoon?”
You caught the words in your throat, an explanation you planned in your mind all day, replaying the script over and over until you were here with nothing. You blank out in his eyes, wonder what he expected, no, what he wanted you to say. He does nothing in front of you, simply balancing his chin on his hands, and propping at the elbows on his knees. His presence mere inches away from you was enough to sputter incoherent nonsense. Nothing comprehensive to the older man’s ears.
“What was that?”
“I’m…sorry.”
“Sorry about what?” he grins.
His body shifts, his expression relaxed and confident, and he fixates on your breathing. “You can tell me anything, you know. I know when to relax.”
“I…was careless and fully aware of what you witnessed, but I won’t take action, sir. I wouldn’t do anything that breaches our contract and trust.”
He snickers, glancing at the iced whiskey on the coffee table before retrieving it and taking a sip. 
“Well, you’re a diligent employee, I’m sure, and even a better caretaker for my little girl. But I’ll have you know, there’s nothing in our contract about having feelings other than what other professionals do for each other.”
“For each other,” You repeat.
“For each other.” His index finger traces the line of your jaw, eyes dropping to your hips.
The silence persists. Nothing but the sound of practically white noise from the television sounds and you’re lost in each other’s presence. Seungcheol’s hand drops the glass back on the coffee table until ultimately rests on your thigh, meanwhile, your hand fingers the fabric of his cotton dress shirt was still pristine despite the stereotypically messy dinner.
“...May I make the first move then?” You ask.
“I would want nothing more.”
Scooting closer, your lips line up with his, hesitating momentarily before feeling the thick pair brush up against yours languidly. There was an immediate sense of guilt that you held hostage in your gut, pulling away almost instantly. His eyes stare back at you confused, watching you draw out excuses. “Maybe we shouldn’t…This seems like a bad idea.”
“Why…” He pesters, pushes you back on the couch, pressing you on, “because I pay you? Because I employed you? Or…because you think you won’t be able to stop?”
“...all of it.”
“Then you have nothing to worry about.”
He takes hold of your hips and seats you in his lap in an instant, you now towering over him with your eyes blown out in shock. You groan making contact with his body, repeatedly bumping into your clothed cunt, dying to be set free of its restraints. His arms embrace your body with all the strength within him until he feels your lips finally relax against his. Your lips press against his daringly, a harsh pressure releasing with his tongue inviting you inside in mere seconds.
You press up against him, rhythmically grinding down on him. His groans leave him naturally, his grips tight on your hips. “Should I help you chase that high of yours?”
His hips guide you over his lap, seeing how one of your legs traps itself between his legs, he feels your body loosen underneath him, gradually picking up your own pace. His head slightly throws back at how bold you let yourself be. Your hand creeps through his hair, rolling your dampened arousal on the stiff steel thighs, “Mmh.”
“That feel good, beautiful?”
You nod achingly, “Yes, daddy.”
“Daddy,” his expression lits up, “Well that’s quite the declaration.”
“I’m sorry,” you manage to breathe out, “Can’t help myself.”
A devilish grin spreads far across his cheeks, pushing away the loose strands of hair away from your face. Your weight presses into him, and he feels his already hard cock twitch in his pants. “By all means, baby, call me whatever you want. If daddy is what you want, daddy is what you’ll get.”
You smile at him softly, gratefully, “Thank you…daddy.”
He soft moans, your body finding home in his embrace. Your tongue entangled with his, just pure heat between your body. His shirt is lost between the cushions of the couch, all thanks to you, and his hands reach underneath your shirt to hold you by the small of your back as the other kneads a breast in his hand. “Fuck, you feel heavenly.”
He moans against your swollen lips, running your body up and down on his thigh, hearing those sweet melodic moans he’s starting to get used to. Your skin was flushed against his, you whine loud and desperately for him to hear. “Please daddy. I want you to ruin me.”
And like that, a switch flips in his body and he’s pulling you up from his lap to loop around his waist. “That’s all I needed to hear.”
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tokillamockingbird427 · 5 months
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headphones’ hottake#8:
riley who has a bunch of those dog buttons that dogs have to press in order to get what they want (basically bunny the dog type of thing but imagine it with riley—“riley—food?” “riley—outside?” “riley—bathroom—outside?” “riley—loves—you!”), and pretty much uses it 24/7 which the ghosts team thought was pretty neat and cute(especially the “riley—loves—you!”) so they keep buying him more buttons—
—until somebody buys the button that says “bitch” and riley does NOT stop using it.
“riley—food—BITCH!”
“riley—loves—you—BITCH!”
bonus:
would be even funnier if somebody else bought buttons that say all the ghost members names.
“david—is—a—BITCH!”
—🎧
Keegan is the one who programmed the button. It's his voice being borrowed by Riley to call everyone "Bitch!" and everyone's reactions to the Bitch Button only encouraged Riley to keep using it because they'd lose their shit laughing every time.
Elias keeps turning it off... Rorke turns it back on when he isn't looking.
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cream-stew · 1 year
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okay but imagine Diluc coming home in the early hours of morning after his nightly endeavors, all tired and horny because he's been so so busy lately you two haven't had sex for a while, finding you sleeping peacefully in bed, bangs messily resting on your forehead while the rest of your long, beautiful hair is laid out on the soft pillows beneath your head. you look so gorgeous, he just can't help himself! he sits down next to you and pulls his cock out, beginning to stroke himself while staring at your sleeping figure. however you wake up both because of the light coming in through the window and his moans and grunts :( you enjoy the sight though, and offer to help<33 I'd like there to be a bit of hair pulling and choking, can be implicit/mild if you're uncomfortable with it and I'll leave the rest up to you :]
btw can i be 🎧 anon?
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🔞 minors dni
warnings: afab reader, sleepy sex, choking, creampie, hair pulling
// note: here you go anon <3 <3
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you open your eyes slowly, finding the low sunlight seeping in and illuminating only your side of the bed. you hear a muffled moan, and you rub your eyes with both hands, trying to will the sleep away, and in the shade you notice him half laying next to you, propped up on one elbow while his other hand strokes his hard cock, already leaking precum.
" 'm sorry for waking you", he murmurs, still not stopping his movements, and you smile up at him.
"don't be", you reach for the hem of your nightgown, pulling it up to reveal your lace panties and letting it bunch over your ribs, "come here?"
you don't have to ask him twice! he fits in between your thighs immediately, taking some time to finger you and get you wet for him, before slipping his cock inside with just the slightest difficulty. your pussy gradually gets wetter and looser for him, and by the time he's fully sheathed in you he can move as he pleases.
he starts fucking you at the same desperate pace he'd been jerking off before, and you're still so sleepy that your eyes fall closed despite how good you feel.
a hand rests over your throat, and you gasp when you feel him choking you so gently, at first, then squeezing more and more as you open your eyes again.
"you have to look at me", he orders you with a pleased grin, and only lets go of your neck long enough to let you nod at him.
he's so worked up already and it doesn't take him much longer to cum, pumping his load deep inside your pussy, but he's still not satisfied… he's way too riled up :(
he helps you roll on your stomach, rising on your hands and knees, and he takes a good grip of your long hair, immediately resuming his punishing pace as he forces you to arch your back for him.
you moan his name over and over as he fucks you so well, your scalp tingling with his harsh grip, and you cum on his cock so so easily, clenching down on him and dragging him to a second orgasm, adding to the mess inside your well used pussy <3
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misc-obeyme · 1 month
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Wsp cc!
This is a risky question but do you think Barbatos would be annoyed of the laying eggs allegations?
— 🎧
Well hello, anon! I see a new emoji! I shall add 🎧 to the list!
This is a risky question?? I find it quite funny, myself.
I didn't even know there were laying eggs allegations for Barbatos (I've seen it said of Levi), but I can understand why that might be a thing people have suggested. It's the tail. Makes people think of reptiles. And reptiles always lay eggs as far as I know.
I think Barbatos might be annoyed if he doesn't lay eggs. I mean, assuming he is biologically male and therefore can't lay eggs, even if laying eggs is normal for demons in some form or other. Of course being male doesn't mean laying eggs is not possible, especially when we're dealing with a fantasy race such as demons.
But generally, I think he'd be amused, whether he can lay eggs or not. If he can, it's of course he does why wouldn't he? If he can't, it's of course not why would you think that?
Either way the thought ends with humans are so silly.
I just can't imagine Barbatos getting too worked up over such ideas. Like if people think he lays eggs, let them think he lays eggs lol.
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jayssluttywife · 4 days
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SOOO I was thinking if you could do Jay x reader except reader has adhd and stuff and they do the most random things like jump off of things (not high enough to hurt themselves tho) and like break things or even bother Jay at the most random times mostly while he’s working which would be bad because he’s already so stressed about meetings and stuff and then he has you calling him almost every 30 minutes, asking for stuff, venting when he’s doing something important he loves them but sometimes they need a reminder of who they’re dating/w
OMG I HOPE THAT MADE SENSE…
also can I be 🎧 anon?
ohh my that is so cutee~
mdni!
imagine you're on your phone, and a random thought comes into your head, and the first person you talk to is... Jay!
He would be so stressed, but seeing your eyes light up with thoughts of the most random things was so cute, and he just couldn't help but listen. Every minute you were talking to him whilst he was doing work, whether it was over the phone or whilst laying on his lap, you couldn't stop talking to him.
"Jay!" and he would sigh before humming in response."Do you still love me?" you said as your head was on his lap. And obviously, he would respond reassuringly and kiss all over your face.
As someone who used to be diagnosed with slight ADHD and OCD, I could imagine y/n smashing small plates and cups, cursing to yourself as Jay ran into the room to see if you were hurt.
But sometimes it wasn't always good, like times when you and Jay went out to restaurants, and you would order, not missing the fact that the male cashier had beautiful blue eyes and you complimented him several times.
Poor you wouldn't notice Jay's eyes narrowing at the worker or his tongue poking against his cheek, so ofc when you went home, he would put you on your knees and put that pretty mouth to use, shutting you up for as long as he could.
and ofc you can be 🎧anon ♡
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of-many-fandomss · 1 year
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Rooster coming home to a clingy reader, just subtle touches and kisses whenever they can. Just wanting to be held and talking about how they missed him :((
-🎧
For you, bestie 🫶🫶🫶
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“I missed you, Brad.” You mumbled, dragging him down onto the bed and placing a chaste kiss on his clothed chest.
“I missed you too, honey.” He replied in amusement.
He had barely stepped into your shared room before you had demanded he come over and cuddle with you.
“How was your day today?” Your boyfriend asked, toying with a loose strand of your hair.
“Better now that you’re here.” Your words came out slightly muffled while your face was still buried in his chest.
“Did ya miss me that much?” He teased, poking your side slightly.
You hummed, not denying his question as you allowed your eyes to flutter shut while inhaling his familiar, comforting scent.
“Wanna show me how much you missed me?” Rooster asked playfully, wiggling his eyebrows down at you.
Your eyes snapped open and you shot him a glare, hitting his arm lightly, “I just wanna cuddle,” You whined, snuggling closer to him.
He laughed again, bending down and kissing the top of your head through a smile, “We can do that, honey.”
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lunarw0rks · 7 months
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ICE CREAM ANON'S SOMNO ASKS GOT ME GIGGLING N KICKING MY FEET LIKE GRRRAAAAHHHHHHHH warnings: consensual somno, slight degradation you're asleep in your shared bedroom, dressed in nothing but an oversized t-shirt of hers, with the window cracked open slightly to let the cool night breeze in. moonlight shines gently on your face, as you're on your side, your hair splayed across the pillow under you. she comes into the bedroom, quietly closing and locking the door behind her. she's greeted with the sight of you, resting so prettily on her side of the bed, clinging onto her pillow with your face buried in it. not even stopping to change out of her work clothes, she stealthily grabs the harness and her favorite purple dildo and fastens it around her hips before sinking into the bed behind you. the scent of your shampoo invades her senses, and it takes everything in her not to groan. she's pushing her strap into you from behind while you're sound asleep, soft snores coming from you. leisurely, she begins to thrust in and out, allowing your body to stretch and accommodate the silicone cock for a moment, but when she feels that you're stretched out and pliant enough, she'll pound into you until you wake up, groggy from sleep and pleasure. with one hand on your waist and the other teasing tight figures eights on your clit, you're soon approaching your first climax, still hazy from sleep and the pleasurable fog in your brain as your hands grasp blindly behind you, trying to hold any part of her as half-whines and babbled phrases fall from your lips. "just woke up and you're already so needy for me, aren't you, mi perra- my little slut ready for me at all times, even sleeping in my shirt with nothing else on. it's almost like you want me to use you while you sleep, you know how i can get when i come home late from the compound."
(first time writing nsfw i hope this is good skdjfh)
-🎧 (new anon, i hope you don't already have one)
SOMNO VALERIA ISNT A WANT ITS A NEED !!!!
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ohbo-ohno · 7 months
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💙anon you are onto something. Alien!Ghost putting up surveillance on his pets, except maybe they don’t know about it. So when he comes home, and reader thinks she’s gotten away with some sort of mischief, boom! She gets punished for it.
Also does alien!Ghost have an accent? Or even know how to speak English? Is there a translation device so he doesn’t have to stoop so low as to learn the language of a captured people? Or does Johnny figure out what commands mean what the hard way, and then pass that info on to reader?
-🎧 (I am having Thoughts)
nah ghost doesn't speak english! hence why he's keeping soap and reader as pets lmao - he thinks of them like we do dogs. doesn't realize they're sapient. alien ghost is pretty soft - if he knew you two were just as smart as him, he would not be walking you on leashes in public lmao
soap learns the commands the hard way </3 not really all that hard though, since ghost is intentionally teaching them. the real hard part is trying to pick up on other parts of ghost's language
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bitchlessdino · 1 year
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nana, i am freaking out over the chan shirtless pics. don’t get me started on the clips of him working out. i was wondering if you could do some sort of short blurb or whatever on it. it doesn’t have to be smut. anything that will feed into my delusionals. -🎧
p.s. loved that seungcheol piece and sorry i haven’t sent stuff in awhile.
A/n: ofc bb, also I’m still working on that other request you sent in so be patient but for now. Also I’m glad you loved the cheol piece 💗
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You teased Chan about working out the first time, saying the muscles would only emphasize his height and look bulky and foreign on him. You didn’t know how hard you’d be eating your words.
He had been going to gym for some time, paid for the membership and everything for months. That’s eventually wasn’t enough, he bought some equipment for his place to have a home gym. Not much: a treadmill, a pull up bar, and a bench press and it was all worth. Of course, there’d be times you’d come home to your shared apartment, hearing your roommate grunting loudly, obviously for reasons other than sex but then you paid no mind to it.
It was when you interrupted one of his sessions, wondering where he misplaced dish soap, only to stumble upon Chan doing routine leg lifts. His firm, swollen calves pushing his lower body up in the air, clenching his abdomen and flexing the sculpted shaped of his body. It felt like the room was spinning but him, your vision laser focused on every individual squeezing muscles, hard swallowing the drool forming in your mouth, and words not even get out of your mouth.
Chan, hearing you arrive, asks what you need, not bothering to stop what he’s doing, and all of a sudden your throat sucks dry. Letters jumbling in your head but nothing comprehensive forms. You just end up standing there looking dumbfounded and it urges Chan to stop what he’s doing finally and turn back to you in concern, heaving his chest, contracting his muscles mind numbingly.
“Y/n.”
“…mmhm?”
He gets it soon enough, chuckling to him, and grabs a towel, wiping off his sweat, and approaches you. His gym short hangs low from his torso, his pelvic bone out on display, and sweat glistening his perfect skin. A carnage instinct bubbles up in your gut, temptation plays it’s mind games as your hands tingles to pull down the remainder of his clothing the closer he gets.
He stands tall, cocky, veiny. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”
You abort mission, turning away to escape, but is trapped in his big, strong arms planted on either side of you on a plastered wall. He narrows his eyes back at you in interest, canines digging his bottom lip. “I just thought of another way to get my heart pumping. Mind helping out? Roomie.”
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