#lessons with Daddy🥰

[puppydyk3]

okay girls repeat after me!!

i need cock🥰

i was built for cock💕

i am incomplete without cock☺️

[littledes1re]

Hey girl 💕💕 love your stories!!

So, I have a little story request. Can you do a story where PeePaw Joel gives the reader an over the knee spanking to teach her a lesson? 🤭🙈🥰🥰

Over his knee

Pairing: Oldman!joel x fem!reader

Summary: a small dinner with the family in jackson makes you end up over joels knee, to teach you a lesson. Aka joel spanks reader.

Warnings: spanking (obviously lol), fingering, praise kink, pet names, crying, darcyphilia, softdom!joel, age gap! (Joel is in his 60s and reader is in his 20s), ddlg undertones, daddy kink, there is no ellie in this universe that I created✨

A/N: First time doing a request, hope you like it! 🫣

It was a lovely evening. At least in the beginning.

You two were invited to Tommy and Maria for a little dinner to catch up on things and have a little fun. With all of those patrols and work to do in Jackson, it was something good to look forward to in the evening. Conversations were flowing easily, the warm air was filled with laughter while sharing stories and memories. It was easy, relaxing and no stress. And if you would‘ve able to keep yourself together, the evening could‘ve been a lot better.

But now you were sitting on your couch, in your house, the dinner cut short because Joel wasn‘t feeling well.

Bullshit.

It was you that wasn‘t feeling too well. The laughter and the people speaking in the dinner, blurred into the background as your eyes were just all on Joel. He was looking good. Too good. His slicked back hair, the decision not to trim his mustache and beard, rough and big hands swaying from left to right while he talked, the board shoulders and that dad bod he had, growing since you baked for him every single day.

You were ovulating.

And he always noticed it before, but not today. Not when you squirmed around on his lap while he read his book and drank his coffee, not when you pouted and whined at him as he denied you more kisses and cuddles in the morning because he had to leave early. Not the cloudiness behind your eyes whenever you looked at him that day, nipples perked behind your grown and cheeks red, feeling vulnerable whenever his eyes landed on you.

„Can‘t believe you.“ he muttered as he came back from the bathroom, his hands on his hips. Your eyes scanned his huge frame, landing on that belly pudge he had behind his flannel. Your mind was him, only him.

You can remember the pinched eyebrows and eyes he gave you as a warning while your foot stroked up and down his leg under the dining table. Signalising you to stop, but you took it to another level as your foot landed on his bulge, making him recoil and stand up suddenly, the whole room going silent and looking at him. You embarrassed him.

„What am I gonna do with you, huh? Is it that hard to behave yourself?“

„But daddy—”

„Nah, no ‚but daddy‘“ he mocked your voice. Your lower lip wobbled, your eyes getting all glassy as you looked up to him. He was still standing in that position, just looking at you furrowed brows and his hands on his hips.

As no one said another word he suddenly sighed, clicking his tongue and sat down on his big armchair, and put his glasses away.

„C‘mere, now. Over my knee.“

Your heart sank, that‘s not what you were expecting. Sure, you misbehaved and he was angry with you but you thought he would just understand that you were feeling needy, couldn‘t get any word out and that you wanted him to see and notice. You wanted him to take you to the bathroom and make you cum, to even if, he excused you two from the dinner, to come home and make love to you because he saw that his girl needs it right now.

„Don‘t make me repeat myself, girl.“ his stern voice snapped you back to reality as you just looked at him, dumbfounded, the first tears already knocking on your glands. You wanted everything but to make him more disappointed at you.

So you stood up, and walked up to him with wobbly legs. You quickly got rid of your pants because you knew, whenever daddy says over his knee it means getting naked too.

„There we go, at least now ya listenin‘.“ he mumbled as you laid yourself down on his knee, your ass prompted up on the rough material of his jeans and your hands hold on to the chairs arm. Without a word you felt his hands on your ass, kneading the flesh, caressing softly and when you least except it, a slap.

You cried out into the silent room, hearing him hum, his other hand coming to your hair, gently brushing it away from your face and trying to soothe you.

Another slap.

You wondered if your skin was feeling extra sensitive or that his calloused hands were spanking you extra hard today. It sting, badly.

„s‘what you get, baby. Trying to get in my pants in front of these people, making me embarrassed.“ he said slowly, making your heart just sink more into your stomach. Knowing you never intended in doing so and that your daddy now thinks badly with you. His hand came down on your bum once again, this time making you sob into the chair with how hard it was.

„oh I know, I know. Shh shh.“ he gently soothed you, stroking your back and your hair again.

„always with the tears, huh?“

„M‘sorry daddy.“

„I bet you are, sweetheart. But you still need to learn your lesson.“ you were looking up to him with big glassy and red eyes, the tears all over your face. His face looked like he wasn‘t enjoying it either, giving his good girl a spanking because he was the one who didn‘t notice.

„could‘ve said something, baby. Y‘know daddy always take care of you. But you tried your luck and now ended up here.“ another slap and then two right behind. Your bum was already looking red, his hand always trying to soothe the place and rock you back and forth with his knee but you were only sobbing.

„just four more, angel. Show me your face c‘mon.“

You softly held your head up, looking up to him, making him coo.

„my poor baby.“ he whispered, „s‘not happening again, s‘that clear? Daddy has not the heart to punish you anymore, baby. Y‘need to behave, be good for me. Ask me or talk to me. Understood?“

His eyebrow arched up as he looked at you, making you immediately nod your head earning a very hard and very painful spank on your bum. Your head buried into the chair again, crying out and moving in his lap.

„That ain‘t counting. It was a warning, what do we say? Whenever daddy ask something you answer me.“

He was gently stroking your back, letting you cry out. Rubbing firm circles on the place he spanked, while simultaneously hushing you. You raised your head once again, and looked at him trough wet eyelashes and swollen eyes.

„I understood, daddy.“ your voice was small and soft. He could never be more mad at his baby.

„there she is. My good girl. Lets finish this so I can take care of you, yea?“ earning a nod from you as you felt better, knowing now that you are a good girl and that your daddy wanted to take care of you.

He gave you the rest of the punishment, the tears slowly drying out and your body relaxing again on his, while enjoying your praise that came from above. His hands were massaging the area for a while before slowly drifting to your slit. Your breath hitched, feeling his fingertips finding your clit and then your hole, stroking you up and down.

„Fuck, sweets. You‘ve been wet this whole time?“ he asked you, making you nod your head desperately. The punishment long forgotten you concentrated on the pleasure, his two fingers going into your hole and the other one gently thumbing at your clit. You mewled in his lap, body moving as he thrusted these fingers in and out. But you wanted more. You wanted him to fuck you.

Your head coming up again, you looked at his concentrated face just looking at your squelching cunt. As his eyes softly landed on you, you gave him an desperate look, trying to grind on his cock with your body, signalising him that you need more than his fingers. But he wasn‘t having it.

„Nah, baby. That‘s the only thing you‘ll get today. Be grateful, don‘t even have to do this here.“

Your head lulled back to the chair with a sigh.

His fingers curled in you, trying to look for that one spot he loves so much. After finding it he started to target it with his fingers, rubbing and thrusting them in and out making you arch your back in response.

„That‘s it. That‘s it, sweetheart. Feel you clenching, reckon if I do this—“ he pinched your clit between his fingers hard and you saw absolutely black as you came with a shout. „yea, s‘what I thought.“

He made you ride out your orgasm, by slowing down his fingers and rubbing your clit gently. As he didn‘t feel any clenching or pulsing from your cunt anymore he put them slowly away, wiping his fingers on his flannel.

„took it like a good girl. Y‘got now the rest of the night to proof if ya really understood your lesson. Daddy still can fill you before he leaves for work.“ he murmured, gently grabbing you and making you sit down on his lap. He saw your messy hair, beautiful lips bit all swollen and those red exhausted eyes.

He kissed all over your face, making you giggle.

„Understood, daddy.“ you nodded your head, earning a little ‚good girl‘ as he softly rocked you back and forth in his lap, while gently stroking your back and your bum, giving you kisses everywhere he could reach.

Day 6276161 of yearning for peepaw joel😔

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[littlerequiem]

Hello!! I hope you are having a wonderful day/night! I was just wondering if you have any good Levi fanfic recommendations? Preferably x reader and canon-compliant? Ik this is so random lol I just feel like you would have good recommendations!! And in general even if they aren’t x reader or canon-compliant. Your writing is so good and I just know you would have good taste🥰

Hi, of course, happy to share recs :D Excuse the length of this, but I somehow ended up giving you my 5+ years worth of i-am-once-again-hopelessly-addicted-to-Levi AO3 bookmarks, heh. I tried to categorize them best I can.

These beautiful stories are mostly x Reader, a few x OC. Please heed the tags & if you can, let the authors know that you appreciate their writing (:

LEVI x READER RECS

CANON* LONG-FICS (*some are pre-canon or post-canon)

Dust, Diamond by maotkitty

Death's Door by SongsOfApollo

Veins of the Citadel by cinnamads

Felines and Canidae by veratrance / @veratrance

Through Peril and Refuge by post_academic

To You, 2,000 Feet Above by PrettyxVenom99 / @prettyxvenom99

His Wounded Heart Beats For One by UrbanDeity / @urbandeity

North Star by sixpennydame / @sixpennydame

Silver Soul by oi_levi / @bibblelevi

First Time Anthology by Levmada / @rivangel

Freedom & Death by killerpillar / @killerpillar

silver underground by tothestrongones / @amywritesthings

One Brushstroke At A Time by missEmpress

AU LONG-FICS

Paychecks with a Side of Intimacy (sugar daddy AU) by Milmie / @leyyvi

A Soul Beyond Salvation (western AU) by ananimegirlhasnoname / @ananimegirlhasnoname

Lessons in Patience (college AU) by almondblossoms1000 / @capricornlevi

As the Sparks Die (zombie AU) by wellitcouldbeworse3

Project Arcane (urban fantasy AU) by missEmpress

The Romance of Reimbursements (modern AU) by taomyou / @taomyou

To Sing a Song of Steel (fantasy AU) by CaptainDegenerate

House of Cards (royalty AU) by darlingheichou / @h0neylevi

Percolate (coffee shop AU) by heichoe / @heich0e

Kintsugi (figure skating AU) by @humanitys-strongest-brat

BOUND BY DUTY (royalty AU) by mrsackxrman / @atruewarrior

dark side of the moon (sci-fi/yakuza AU) by sixpennydame / @sixpennydame

To You, 1000 Years From Now (isekai) by darlingheichou / @h0neylevi

Unspoken Words (modern AU) by chaos_on_main / @chaotic-on-main

ONE-SHOTS/TWO-SHOTS (AU and canon)

Melt by chimeragarden / @chimera-garden

Mise En Place by gothgril69 / @gothgril69

[watch me fall apart, watch me fall apart] by djmarinizela

the mortal price of crossing twice by heichoe / @heich0e

we're all alone, ride it by alleviate / @alleviate-ao3

Kiss It Better by oi_levi / @bibblelevi

It's a Wrap! by jayteacups / @jayteacups

Thundershower by Levmada / @rivangel

SHADES OF GRAY by mrsackxrman / @atruewarrior

One Step from Hades by silesy

waking reverie by captain-hawks

All Too Familiar by jayteacups / @jayteacups

Your Safe Space by humanitysstrongestbamf / @humanitys-strongest-bamf

Desperation by veratrance / @veratrance

Under the Mistletoe by youre_ackermine / @youre-ackermine

Welcome Home by FlameTrashira / @flametrashira

Tea and Therapy by misspearlmd

For the Living by BreakingGround / @thechaoticarchivist

Last category is a Levi x Erwin x F!Reader story that I always recommend bc it altered my brain chemistry.

this is a story of the sea by shinzouing / @shinzouing

I didn't go into specifics or share fics from Tumblr bc this post would never end but, if you want, check out my rec tag and go give the fics on here all the love they deserve <3

( also, adding to that: the stories mentioned in this post are simply what I've personally read, it is by no means meant to exclude other fics/writers. Truth is, I have not read everything out there as I am just one person, so if anyone has any recs to add, feel free to add and continue to show support for different creators! )

Happy reading!! Divider by @/enchanthings.

[miss-kuki-nz]

Push ups

Roman Reigns x girlfriend reader

Author's Note-This is a dialogue only fic and I'm posting it on Valentine's Day (NZ time) 🥰. So Happy Valentine's Day to those who celebrate ❤. Gif credit to owners.

Tag list: @there-goes-thefighter @mytribalnightmare @eringobragh420 @madhatterbri

Warning(s)-Dirty Talk, MDNI!!, Not proof read.

Y/N is lying underneath Roman while he is doing push ups on top of her

Y/N: Remind me again why you thought that doing push ups on top of me was a good idea?

Roman: Because you're my motivation baby girl

Y/N: Motivation for your cock to get hard you mean

Roman: You know you love it when I rub my cock against that sweet pussy of yours

Y/N: (Giggles) Oh shut up!

Roman: *Winks down at her* Now be a good girl and let your man workout

Y/N: Yes daddy!

*Minutes later*

Y/N: (Whispers) Ooh right there daddy, right there, yeeees, I love it when you go deep

Roman: (Groans) Y/N I'm trying to workout here but you aint exactly helping with your nasty'

Y/N: It's not my fault that you're practically thrusting your hips like you're actually pounding into me

Roman: *Rolls his eyes*

Y/N: *Grins* I mean if you wanted my pussy so bad daddy, all you had to do was say soo

Roman: *Scoffs* Behave yourself

Y/N: Make me!

Roman: *Growls* That's it we're leavin!

Y/N: But-

Roman: No buts, imma teach your ass a lesson when we get home......

[ssahotchnerr]

i just had a thought for little ellie!! 🥺 imagine her not being allowed chocolates because she was given enough of it already so you and aaron hid the chocolates BUTT ellie found them!! 🤭💗 since she found the chocolates, she can't help but to eat them right away!! and after a while, you and aaron are like, "why's ellie quiet?" 🧐🤨 and then you and aaron found her in a mess, just eating chocolates and having the most adorable expression when she got caught 🥺🥺 she'd probably even have the biggest puppy dog eyes too just so she can get away with it especially since aaron has a soft spot for her 🥺💗

😭😭🤭🥹 AHHHHH

ellie made a bit of a fuss when the two of you had cut her off too 😭 she wanted more but you were all, "you'll spoil your dinner🫵🏻" and then aaron added, "you'll get a tummy ache🤨" so it's put away, situation resolved. but then you're off doing your own thing, as is aaron, and ellie's veryyyy quiet considering she had just thrown a minor tantrum. plus she loves just being your and aaron's shadow, following you around/wanting to be in the same room, so both things considered - it's especially suspicious.

first you check to see if she's with aaron - you find him in his office and ask if ellie's with him, he answers, "no. is she with you?" to which you shake your head. the two of you immediately know she's probably up to no good and go searching for her 😭

you find her back in the kitchen, sitting on the floor with the chocolates in hand 😭 you're both taken aback like, how in the world did you manage to find that??????

ellie looks up all innocently with her big eyes, smudgy chocolate stains around her mouth and hands 😭😭😭😭 she knows she's in trouble, but she also knows she has her daddy wrapped around her little finger 🤭 she really plays up her cuteness, so getting in trouble mayyy be avoided??

but it's not 😭 as much as the two of you (aaron mainly) hate scolding her, it's getting to a point where she can't get away with everything. aaron has to try really hard not to let his face soften and produce a smile, but rather he crosses his arms and asks, "eleanor, what do you think you're doing🤨" he has to bring out the full name for this 😭

so she's put in time-out for a bit, and you and aaron laugh about it in secret 😭🙄🥰 it's not funny that she disobeyed, but the whole scenario is. you do take a picture of her all messy for the memories - and to show the team of course 🫶🏻

but now you also know that if you have to take something from her, to really put it out of her reach 😭😭💓 also, ellie does end up getting a stomach ache and barely touches her dinner that night LOL😭 lesson learned

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H a r m o o n i x

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❀ -> Ceres Asteroid (1) at 6°, 18° 10°, 22° degrees can end up working in a comforting space/place for them, something about their work is very dear to them

❀ -> Sagittarius Degrees (9°. 21°) in your big 3 make you "wild", you seek for curiosity, for knowledge, for adventure, for passion all these combined make you fierce

❀ -> Someone with an Water Sign in their 6th house/Moon in the 6th house has a deep love for animals, they love animals and can find a comfort when they're around

❀ -> Ceres (1) in your 1st house/Ceres aspecting the ascendant are the type of people who need to nurture themselves first instead of nurturing others

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❀ -> Moon square/opposite/conjunct Uranus are going through 100 moods every day, I don't think they can function if they stay in one mood because their own nature is to be able to feel everything at once

❀ -> Neptune trine/sextile/conjunct Sun are the type of people who always want to be in a good mood and try staying positive about the things in their lives

❀ - If earth Venus would be described by emoji: 🌍🧚🏼‍♀️✨💚💲🍵🥗☘️ these would mostly be their most used emoji

❀ -> Pandora asteroid (55) aspecting the ascendant or in the 1st house. Can be the type of people everyone has questions about or is curious to know more about, it can even indicate that person who ask you a lot of questions and they don't like your answers/replies to their questions

❀ -> Ceres (1) in Scorpio/8th house may need sex to nurture themselves, natives with these placements can be highly sexual and sometimes can even seek for it

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❀ -> Asteroid Angel (11911) aspecting the Moon can indicate that your angels may protect/guide you through your mother, for some of the natives their mothers could've be their biggest protector, if this doesn't relate to you then your angels may have an motherly energy when they're around you

❀ -> Sun/Saturn in the 12th house can indicate daddy issues, and no.. not that type of daddy issues where girls try to date guys with 100 yrs older than them, it actually indicates issues with your father or an absent father

❀ -> For people with Chiron in the Pisces/12th house, they can heal with music, if you're in a bad mood just listen to some music it may help your mood in that situation

❀ -> I don't know why but so many people tend to ignore "Parallels" in their chart, parallels share an close energy to the same aspects as "conjunction" . And they're so underatted, we need to cancel the person who said they are not important.

♥️♥️♥️Here is a post about how you can find your Parallels in your chart ♥️♥️♥️:

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❀ -> Did you actually knew that you have a guiding planet in your chart? Your guiding planet is supposed to help you understand this life and it's lessons better and to help you in your everyday day, to know what planet you have as a "guide" you need to look at your chart and find the closest planet to your Sun. (if you have multiple planets conjunct Sun then find the conjunction with the closest degree)

For example: In my birth chart Venus is the closest planet to my Sun, they're not conjuncting but they're at 1 sign apart from eachother. That makes Venus the closest planet to my Sun...now it's your turn to find yours 🥰

❀ -> Asteroid Nike [307] shows victory/something you'll accomplish in your chart

Example:

Nike in the 10th house = good job/career

Nike in the 8th house = transformation about yourself

Nike in the 2nd house = your finances/money. Usually Nike in the 2nd house can indicate being wealthy

Nike in the 7th house = relationships/marriage

If you have Nike in none of these houses then look in this photo: Here are all house descriptions for every house specifically

❀ -> Gemini/Sagittarius placements can be very talented in writing, is way easier for them to describe something while writing

❀ -> Mercury in 10°, 22° degrees can have it hard when it comes to explaining things, they may also struggle with finding the perfect words in a conversation, on the other hand you choose your words with a good mindset

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❀ -> Aquarius Juno/Juno in the 11th house > Don't get in relationships with people who seem strict/manipulative and obsessive, you need freedom in a relationship the most, is way better than being like a bird blocked in a cage 100%

❀ -> Aries Juno/Juno in the 1st house > They desire someone intense, who can understand them perfectly. Someone who can be there for them. Don't settle for less. You desire someone who can be more than a lover to you, to be half of your soul

❀ -> Eros (433) in Libra/in Libra Degrees (7°,.19°) are seeking for true love, they want to have that true love like in movies and they really desire it

❀ -> Eros (433) in Cancer/in Cancer Degrees (4°,16°,28°) seek for a nurturing love, they'll love to nurture and take care of eachother

❀ -> Eros (433) in Sagittarius/in Sagittarius Degrees (9°, 21°) seek for a partner who they can share the craziest things with, they'll love if you will hang out with them in a adventure/place where they may like to go

❀ -> People with an Earth sign in their 8th house may have an husband/spouse who can work hard, because the 8th house also represents your spouse resources and the earth signs are usually the one who work the hardest for what they got/have (It also shows deep respect for eachother)

❀ -> I'm gonna tell you that if you love someone with Virgo Venus/Venus in the 6th house, make sure to use words of affirmation when you are with them because it simply makes them to be better (be supportive)

❀ -> Psyche (16) is the asteroid who is the most connected to your soul, and it can describe a lot of things about it based on the sign/house the degree, and the aspects

For example:

Psyche in the 4th house may be very connected to their family/especially on their mother side, their soul may feel safe around females

Psyche aspecting Uranus shows a soul of an artist who is constantly changing and evolving in something better, also there is something striking about them

Psyche in Scorpio/Cancer/Pisces may have an thing for physical touch, bounding, and dedication, their soul can be highly emotional

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🌼 Today is such a good day for shorty astro observations, coming back with a theme that so many of you like it, I rarely post on Saturdays so here we go🌼

🌼 Have a blessed day everyone and I'll see you all again at the next post 🌼

Stay in harmony and peace together with the moon - H a r m o o n i x 🌙🌼

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Tiny Toes: Part 5 - Cassian x Reader

I was smiling the whole time while writing this so hopefully you enjoy it too!

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Summary: Flying lessons, family dinners, and big questions

Word Count: 3.1k

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The morning after your first night staying with Cassian and Ottie, after the three of you had dragged yourselves out from under Ottie’s blanket fort, you and Cassian had sat together on the grass out in the garden as Ottie ran, or flew, around, showing the two of you what she had secretly been practicing. Cassian let her get a few feet in the air by herself before having her land back on the ground where she would excitedly turn to the two of you with a big grin on her face, making sure you had been watching.

Cassian had been unusually quiet throughout the whole process; he would heartily cheer her on and then would lean against you, a slight furrow appearing between his brows as the two of you watched Ottie in silence.

“Are you alright, love?” You murmured into his hair, pressing a kiss to his shoulder, his temple, and then his cheek. Cassian gave an affirmative sound but offered nothing else as he reached out to grasp your hand to hold in his. However, Ottie had seemingly picked up on the slight mood change when she had looked over, expecting cheers from the two of you, only to find a contemplative Cassian and you watching him in concern. She ran over on her wobbly legs and jumped straight into Cassian’s lap as she wrapped her arms around his neck. You smiled softly as he immediately pulled her in for a tight hug, pressing kisses over her face with a small smile.

“I’m so proud of you, princess. You’re doing amazing.” Ottie grinned at his words but seemed to sense the distance in his tone as she pulled back, squishing his face in between her two little hands.

“Daddy?” She asked, fixing him with a questioning look. “Why are you sad?”

You head piked up at her words, watching as Cassian tensed before shifting so that she was sitting on top of his knees.

“I’m not sad, princess,” He slowly said, smiling at the giggle she let out when he tapped her on the nose. “I just can’t help but think how quickly you’re growing up.”

“Oh,” Ottie looked around as she thought about his words, a slight frown of contemplation spreading across her face. Staying silent throughout the interaction, you lifted your hand up to rest on Cassian’s shoulder, offering a small, comforting squeeze. He leant into your touch, momentarily turning away from Ottie to give you a smile as he bent his head to softly kiss your hand.

“But Daddy? Isn’t it a good thing that I’m growing up?” You squeezed his shoulder again in support as you felt him take in a deep breath.

“Yeah, of course it is, princess. And I can’t wait to see who you become. But I’m still a bit sad at the thought of you no longer being my little girl anymore.”

“That’s silly, Daddy. You’re older than me and bigger than me so I’ll always be little to you.”

“I suppose you’re right,” Ottie beamed before rolling her eyes as if to say of course I am. “Why don’t you practice more of your flying? See if you can do a lap around the garden – but don’t go any higher than that.” He yelled after her as she immediately leapt into the sky.

With a sigh, you moved until you were sitting directly behind Cassian, wrapping your arms around his middle as you pulled him back to lean against you. He shifted slightly, making himself comfortable with his legs sprawled out across the ground, head tilting to rest against your chest, and his arms wrapping around yours to be able to easily hold your hands.

“Thank you.” He quietly said after a few moments of silence.

“What for?” You pressed a kiss to the top of his head, before leaning your chin against it, the enticing smell of his shampoo filling your senses.

“For being here.”

Smiling into his hair, you tightened your arms, holding him even closer to you, “There’s no other place I would rather be.”

*****

In the weeks that followed, you very rarely found yourself at your apartment, let alone sleeping in your own bed. Between working at your new job and with every spare moment you found yourself with going towards spending time with Cassian and Ottie, the days you went without seeing them were few and far between.

However, you were currently left with a rare couple of hours to fill once you had finished work for the day. A very excited Cassian had taken an equally excited Ottie out to Illyria for the day so that she could practice her flying away from home for the first time – it was all either of them would talk about in the days leading up to it. Knowing it was such a special moment for Cassian, you had suggested staying at your apartment that night so that the whole day could just be about the two of them. Cassian had given you a look and scoffed as the thought.

“Did you hear that, Ottie? Y/N wants to know if she should go back to her place tonight.” You rolled your eyes as Cassian grinned, the two of you expectantly waiting and listening to the sound of Ottie running down the stairs and into the living room. With wide eyes she rounded the corner and stared at you in disbelief and horror.

“No.” She seemed slightly out of breath, as if she had raced down to stop you from walking out the door that very second.

“No?” You asked with a smile, knowing there was no point in arguing now if they both wanted you here – your heart fluttered at the thought.

“No. You have to stay. Please stay, Y/N, please. I’m going flying with Daddy in Illwyria.”

“Illyria,” Cassian corrected, “And, yeah, Y/N, Ottie’s going flying. You have to be here when we get back so she can tell you all about it, isn’t that right Otts?” He fixed you with a teasing grin that you playfully scrunched your nose up at.

“Yeah, yeah that’s right. See, Y/N, you have to stay. Please?” The sight of the puppy dog eyes she was giving you as she lifted her arms up for you to pull her into your lap had your heart melting.

“Seeing that you asked so nicely, I suppose I probably should.” You finally said as you tickled her. Ottie has let out an excited yell as she tightly hugged you before running out of the room to go back to her toys.

“You just made her day – mine too.”

With a dramatic sigh, you stretched your feet out across his lap, nudging his stomach with your foot until he rolled his eyes and started massaging them for you, “Yeah, well, I live to please, what can I say?”

Now having a few hours to spare, and knowing how tired they would both be once they returned, you spent the afternoon getting some groceries so that you could make dinner for them. Cassian was always adamant on either cooking for you or the two of you cooking together, Ottie doing her best to help out as well. So it was a rare night that you were able to return the favour.

You had just finished setting the table when you heard a commotion outside followed by the front door opening. You grinned at the sound of Ottie running down the corridor shouting your name.

“Y/N,” She jumped into your open arms, and you were quick to pick her up and spin her around, smiling at Cassian who leant against the doorway, watching the scene playout in utter adoration. “I went flying. And there was snow. And we saw other Illyrians – that’s what Daddy is, an Illyrian. So I’m half Illyrian and half high-fae, like you.” Your eyes shot to Cassian as Ottie continued talking as though nothing had happened. The potential connotation behind her words, being half high-fae, like you, sent your mind reeling and you weren’t sure if you were reading into it or not. Cassian, however, had simply walked across the room with a smile, pressing a kiss to your cheeks, then a quick peck to your lips as he ruffled Ottie’s hair, before heading into the kitchen.

“This smells incredible,” He called out to you, giving the pot on the stove a stir. You followed after him, Ottie still in your arms, and started pulling out bowls and cutlery.

“Hey,” Cassian was instantly in front of you, pulling the dishes out of your hands. “You cooked, go sit down and I’ll dish up for everyone.” You kissed him on the cheek as you walked back to the dining room, smiling as Ottie giggled at the action. Helping her into her chair, you softly flicked Ottie’s nose as she made kissing noises at you before breaking into a fit of hysterical giggles.

*****

Dinner was filled with Ottie excitedly telling you all about her day in between making kissing noises at the two of you, which, apparently, was her new favourite joke. Cassian had looked at you in confusion at first, but you couldn’t stop your laughter that followed her incessant giggles. After the tenth time, you and Cassian shared a look, before you both leant in towards Ottie and planted wet kisses all over her cheeks, grinning as she shrieked in laughter and kicked her feet back and forth.

Afterwards, when you were getting started on clearing the table, Cassian took a suddenly exhausted Ottie upstairs to get ready for bed before she could fall asleep at the table.

“Daddy,” Ottie said, followed by a yawn that had her entire face scrunching up. “I really love our family.”

Cassian was silent for a moment, considering her words as he tucked the blankets snuggly around her. “I really love it too, Ottie. Goodnight, princess.”

Hearing movement in the doorway, you smiled at Cassian as he entered the kitchen. “Hey, you,” you greeted, turning back to the dishes, “She go down alright?”

“Yep, she was asleep before I shut the door,” Cassian replied as he came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and hiding his face into the crook of your neck. “I really love you; you know that right?”

“I do. And, lucky for you, I really love you too,” Cassian smiled as you shifted in his arms, leaning up on your toes so that you could slant your lips over his. “Now, do you want to wash or dry?”

*****

Once you had finished getting ready for the night, you slipped back into Cassian’s room where he was already in bed, propped up against the headboard reading a book. Crawling under the covers, you let out a sigh as the day finally slipped away, smiling to yourself as Cassian’s arm automatically stretched out to you, eyes not leaving the pages in front of him, as he pulled you tightly into his side. Pressing a kiss to his cheek, you settled yourself beside him, head leaning against his shoulder as your hand came up to rest on his chest. The feeling of Cassian’s fingers absentmindedly trailing through your hair, along with the warmth that radiated off of him, quickly sent you into a peaceful doze.

Doing his best not to disturb you, Cassian gently pulled you closer as he leant towards the edge of the bed to place the book on his bedside table. His efforts were in vain as you jolted slightly, blearily blinking up at him with a soft smile.

“Sorry, love.” He murmured into your hair as he placed a kiss to your temple. Shifting you both so that you were now resting against the actual pillows, Cassian wrapping you up in his arms once more as you settled against the soft mattress. Before you could drift off again, Cassian was quick to pull you into a kiss that you were more than eager to reciprocate. Even though you had been spending most of your days together, the actual time you had alone, where it was just the two of you, was very rare.

“Hi,” you said against his lips, smiling in response to Cassian’s own grin.

“Hi,” then he was surging forward to capture your lips once more, tongue slipping out to part your mouth as you let out a sigh at the feel of him against you.

With one hand pressed tightly to your back, the other wrapped up in your hair, Cassian was quick to flip you onto your back, his large frame hovering over you as he peppered kisses along your neck and collarbones. You welcomed the comforting weight of him on top of you but suddenly found yourself letting out a startled groan as he pulled back. Leaning up to chase his lips, you frowned as he laughed against you, giving you a quick peck before nuzzling his face against your shoulder. You let your hand get tangled in his hair, absentmindedly running your fingers through the strands as he let out a content sigh.

“I should probably go back tomorrow,” you said into the darkness.

“Go back where?” His voice was mumbled as he shifted slightly and started placing lazy kisses against your skin.

You let yourself get lost in the feel of his lips against you for a moment before finally saying, “Back to my place,” followed by a small moan as he gently bit down on the spot below your ear.

“Why?” He grumbled back, pulling his face away from your neck to stare down at you. The affronted look on his face and the way his brows pulled together had you huffing a laugh; the expression was identical to the one Ottie had been wearing the night before when she had been told she couldn’t have ice cream before dinner.

“Because,” you sighed, leaning up to kiss him, “I have no clothes left–”

“So? We can buy you more.” He pushed back against you, capturing your lips as though that was the end of the discussion.

“Cass,” you laughed as he groaned and dropped his head against your chest, the affronted expression making an appearance once again. “I’m not going to buy clothes when I have a closest full of them less than twenty minutes away.”

“Fine, I’ll buy them for you. Now can we please get back to this?” He asked as his hands pulled at your top and trailed up along your stomach until he was cupping your breasts, lips and tongue trailing across your neck.

You moaned at the sensation of him; you could feel his hardness against you now and you ground out against him as his fingers flicked and stroked across your nipples. Feeling him smirk into your skin as he coaxed a whimper from you had your head clearing just enough to be able to wrap your legs around him, managing to take him by surprise as you flipped the two of you over.

Cassian didn’t seem bothered one bit by the change in position. He cockily leant back against the pillows as he looked up at you with lust filled eyes, the remnants of a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. Grasping the hem of his top, you slowly pulled it up, your lips lazily following in its wake as you kissed along his toned stomach and across his chest, finally pulling the top off with Cassian’s help as his lips found yours again in a desperate kiss.

“I do need to go back at some point, Cass,” you said between kisses as you trailed down along his neck. “I’ve got no underwear left; I’ve stayed here for over a week now.”

“I think I prefer you with no underwear anyway, so that doesn’t bother me,” he quipped back as his hands trailed down to squeeze your ass. You playfully slapped his chest but couldn’t stop the amused smile that was quick to pull at your mouth as you took in his mischievous grin. “Besides, we have enough empty closest space here if it really is an issue for you.”

You pulled back at his words, sitting up so that you were straddling him as you looked down with a quirked eyebrow. “What? Are you saying I should move some clothes in?” It made sense and you had been thinking it was probably the most logical thing to do but you hadn’t wanted to say anything in case it was too soon for Cassian.

“Well, you could,” His voice trailed off slightly as his hands rested on your hips, tracing small circles against the skin as he gazed up at you. You could see his thoughts ticking away and held your breath as you waited for him to sort through whatever it was he was thinking about. He squeezed your hips as his lips quirked up slightly, eyes fixed on yours as though assessing every flicker of emotion before finally continuing, “Or, you could just move in.” 

Your mouth gaped open as his words hung in the air between you.

“Cass…” you started as he sat up with you still in his lap, your legs stretching out to wrap around his waist and your hands resting against his chest as you stared at one another.

“It was just a thought, obviously if you don’t want to–” you could see the hesitation growing in Cassian’s eyes, noted the uncertainty in the way his hand scratched at the back of his head.

Gently cupping his cheeks, you pulled his face towards you as you pressed your lips against his, effectively stopping his sudden onslaught of nervous ramblings. “It’s not that I don’t want to. I just– are you sure? This is a huge step, and if you aren’t ready for it then that’s fine.”

You watched as Cassian’s eyes lit up at your words, a smile spreading across your face as his hands pulled yours from his face so that he could press a kiss to each palm before settling them between the two of you, thumb trailing across the backs of your hands.

“I want you to,” you beamed at him as his words found a place in your heart. “I love having you here. Ottie loves having you here, and she looks up to you so much. I mean, you’re basically here all the time anyway, so why not make it official?”

“Yeah? You’re sure?”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

*****

Part 6.1

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hi daddy tonyyyy was wondering if you have written any exbf/exhusband to lovers trope?? 🥰 I just feel that you would do it justice for the jjk men cus let’s bfr they are exes for 2 weeks max before they are begging to be taken back 😭

like i could definitely see satoru foaming at the mouth after being broken up for 20 mins. i can also see nanami TRYING to hear you out and give you space for maybe 3 days before burning the divorce papers. toji would literally laugh to your face and tell u to go take a quick nap before tracking you down once he comes home and see that your stuff is gone lmaooo. suguru might ACT chill but boy is his blood boiling - he might give it a week-ish before snapping and drag your ass home to teach u a lesson. as for sukuna… that man will not let you step foot outside the house to begin with lol

anyways i just love this trope cus the tension and the yearning makes the best make up sex 😈😈😈

I am.....two steps.....ahead.....😈😈 (Ex-husband Toji and ex headcanons)

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𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 || Austin Butler

Summary: Minnie Butler is the sweetest little girl. Absolute copy of her daddy. It’s bring your parents to school day in Minnie’s school. And she is more than happy to show off his dada.

Pairing: dad! Austin Butler x mom! reader

Warnings: tons of fluff

Proofreader: my sweetheart @eternal-love 🫶🏼

Note: I absolutely adore name Minnie so I picked it for this fic! But feel free to replace it with name of your choice 🥰 HAPPY FATHER’S DAY TO ALL DADDIES!

Another morning, another responsibility as a mommy of Minnie. Minnie is like Austin’s twin. She has his hair, his blue eyes, his full pink lips and those adorable cheeks. You wake up to a tiny hand patting your cheek. “Mommy! Wake up! It’s today!”

Her voice is small but buzzing with excitement. You open one eye and meet Minnie’s wide grin. The kind that’s missing a few teeth now. She’s still in her princess pajama, hair messy from sleeping. You smile and pull her between you and Austin. He is still half asleep, sleeping on his stomach, face buried in pillow.

“She’s right,” you say, nudging him. “Big day.” Minnie giggles and climbs on Austin’s back, lying flat on him, hugging him from behind, even though her body is so tiny compared to him. He opens his sleepy eyes, hair tousled, just like Minnie’s, no DNA test needed for these two.

He gives you that look. The look between the urge to stay in bed and the one of sympathy for his little princess. “She’s going to introduce me to her class,” he says, rubbing his face. “That’s… so much pressure.”

You chuckle kiss his cheek. “You’ve faced colonel Parker, Atreides, and saved the world on-screen. I think you can handle twenty preschoolers, love.” Austin just sighs dramatically, and turns around, tickling his little girl. Minnie giggles and squirms, and you know he was born to be a daddy.

By 9 AM you’re both standing in the warm, nicely decorated classroom, hand in hand with Austin, and Minnie sitting on his lap. Miss Ellie, claps her hands to begin the lesson, allowing the little ones to introduce their parents.

Each child takes a turn introducing their parent “My mommy is a nurse,” says one boy.

“My daddy fixes elevators.”

“My mom works at the library and lets me check out as many books as I want.” And then it’s Minnie’s turn. She stands up tall, proud smile on her lips. “My mommy is [job of your choice]. And my daddy,” she declares, “is in movies.”

There’s a beat of silence. Then a few kids gasp. One whispers, “Woah!” Miss Ellie smiles politely. “Oh, how exciting, Minnie! What kind of movies?”

Your daughter lights up, words tumbling out of her all at once. “He played the famous singer Elvis Presley! And also in sci-fi movie! He played villain and he was very—”

“Sweetheart,” you say gently, placing a hand on her back to shush her adorable excitement. She beams up at you. “And I saw him on the big screen in cinema with mommy, with popcorn! He’s really, really famous.”

A few of the kids glance at Austin now with curious eyes. He’s sitting quietly beside you, giving no indication that he’s recognizable at all, wearing his jeans and white shirt with jacket, looking like any other dad. He gives a little wave and a soft smile.

“Are you really in movies?” one boy asks suspiciously. Austin grins and nods. “Yes, I play various of characters.” And all the kids’ faces light up with surprise and they let out soft “wow!”

Later, while the kids play with toya and the parents sip coffee they received from the teacher, you watch Minnie, who is proudly smiling at Austin.

She doesn’t really care whether the other kids are impressed or not. She doesn’t need them to know which movie he was in, or what awards are tucked in the cabinet at home. To her, he is the greatest man.

But also, he’s the one who puts marshmallows in her hot chocolate, who lets her put a sparkly pink makeup on him, who does all the voices in bedtime stories. A little girl, probably Minnie’s friend, approaches her, eyes wide and curious. “Is it cool having a famous dad?” she asks Minnie curiously.

She pauses, thinking how to reply. “Yeah. But he’s my daddy first.” Your heart swells. You see Austin’s jaw tighten just a bit. He looks down at her, and you know he’s holding back tears. She is his little princess, and he couldn’t love her more.

He crouches beside her and pulls her gently into his arms. “That’s the best role I’ve ever been,” he says into her hair. “Your daddy.” Minnie grins and wraps her tiny arms around his neck. Not a hero. Not a villain. Not a man on screen. Just daddy.

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Lesson to Be Learned

pairing: joey (abigail 2024) x reader

warnings: voyeurism, daddy kink, fingering, degradation, face slapping, strapon use, mentions open relationship.

kinktober 23/24’: voyeurism

summary: you tease joey by trying to flirt with frank, and although you have a job to do, she needs to teach you a lesson. a lesson in front of the whole crew.

word count: 1.6k

edited by my lovely girlfriend @specialinterestshows 🥰 | gif credit

You bit your lip as Frank continued to talk about something you really didn’t care about, but you continued to pretend that you did. You could feel your girlfriend Joey’s eyes burning into you, making it harder for you to avoid turning towards her and smirking. Frank wasn’t your first choice, but if you went with Sammy, Joey would be all for it. She couldn’t stand Frank and neither could you - that’s what made this perfect.

“Oh yeah?” you asked in a flirtatious tone, hoping Frank would take the bait. You thought he was gross, but you knew Joey would get worked up.

He leaned in, looking into your eyes, “Why don’t we head upstairs to the room I picked out and we can get to know each other better?”

“I’d love that, Frank…” you said, trailing your fingertips over his forearm. You smiled as you watched goosebumps form all over him. When he bit his lip, you licked yours.

As the two of you began to walk out of the room, hand in hand, you noticed the worried expression on both Sammy and Peter.

“Not cool, man,” Dean huffed, realizing you turned down his advances earlier just to flirt with Frank.

“I don’t think that’s a very good idea, (Your Nickname),” Peter said out loud.

You turned to look at him, but instead, you saw your girlfriend storming towards the two of you. You let go of Frank’s hand, jumping a little as Joey got in his face.

“Go away and if I catch you trying to talk to her again, we’re going to have a fucking problem. Got it?” she snapped, watching as Frank looked down at the ground, shaking his head in defeat.

“Yeah, I got it,” was all he said, glaring at Sammy and Peter, who were laughing at him.

You bit your lip nervously as Joey got in your face next. “What are you doing, (Your Nickname)? Whoring yourself out to everyone in front of me? Hm?” she asked, her face cold as she stared you down.

“That’s- no-“ you began, but Joey cut you off. She grabbed you by the throat - squeezing hard before loosening up her grip.

“This is why I tried to tell Lambert to not bring both of you here: the drama,” Frank groaned.

Joey finally broke her gaze on you to glare at him. “Shut the fuck up, Frank.”

“Sammy, should we go into the other room?” Peter suggested. He got out of the chair he was in, but Sammy shook her head.

“Oh no, this is getting way too good to leave now,” she said with a laugh. Peter nodded, taking another shot of vodka before sitting back down.

“You know what, baby?” Joey said, looking around at everyone before turning her attention back to you.

“Wh-What?” you asked, unsure where she was going to go with this. Even after two years of dating, you realized she could still be unpredictable at times.

“If you want to be such a whore for everyone, even though we’ve got a job to do, I think we should give them a show. What do you think?” Joey asked, loud enough for everyone to hear.

“I think you should!” Sammy called out, smiling when you rolled your eyes at her.

Joey slapped you hard across the face, making you fall to your knees. “Apologize to Sammy for rolling your eyes at her, slut,” she ordered, grabbing you by the collar of your shirt. She forced you to turn around to face the blonde.

“I-I’m sorry for rolling my eyes at you, Sammy,” you whimpered.

Sammy licked her lips as Peter shifted in his seat. You looked down at the floor, noticing how strained his cock was in his pants.

“It’s okay!” she said, her face bright red as she looked from you to Joey.

“This is your first and last warning: if you don’t want to watch this you can leave the room,” Joey warned.

You looked around the room, waiting for someone to leave. To your surprise, everyone sat down in the seat nearest them. They kept their eyes on you as Sam helped you to your feet.

“Strip,” Joey said, and you did as you were told.

Slowly, you pulled your shirt off, setting it down on the pool table gently. You were nervous - the whole team was watching as you continued to get undressed.

“Oh (Your Nickname) is very pretty,” Peter commented, making you whimper.

Once your bra was off and on the pool table, Joey led you to the end of it, away from everyone else before bending you over it. She was growing impatient, reaching in front of you from behind to unbuckle your belt. Joey pulled it out with one swift motion, earning an annoyed sound from Frank.

Joey stopped her moments to look at Frank. “If you have a problem you can either shut the fuck up and watch, or leave the room. Your choice,” she snapped before pulling your pants and underwear down roughly. Joey didn’t give you any time to adjust, pushing your face down against the pool table by the back of your head as she slipped two fingers into you.

“You’re so fucking wet. Is it for me or for everyone watching you get used like the worthless whore you are?” Joey asked, curling her fingers as she fucked you at rough pace.

“I wanna see her tits, Joey,” Peter stated. Both Rickles and Sammy nodded in agreement, earning a smirk from Joey. You refused to open your eyes, knowing by how close Peter’s voice was that he had gotten closer to the pool table.

“You will, I just need to get her all nice and ready before I give her my cock,” Joey admitted. You felt your face burn in embarrassment, squeezing your eyes shut as you found yourself closer to your orgasm.

”Daddy,” you whimpered, remembering Joey’s rules. ”I’m so close, please, please let me come.”

Joey didn’t say anything, adding a third finger as she continued to fuck you with her fingers. You thought she didn’t hear you, so started to speak up, “Please let me c-“

Joey cut you off, pulling her fingers out of you before slapping your pussy. She moved back a little, giving her some space to unbuckle her own belt. Unzipping her pants and pulling them down to her knees, Joey wasted no time aligning the strapon with your entrance.

“Should she get my cock? Or should she work for it?” Joey questioned, looking around to see everyone’s faces.

“I think you should fuck her,” Sammy spoke up.

“I agree,” Dean stated.

Joey smirked when Rickles licked his lips and nodded while Peter continued to stare at you. You were overwhelmed by all the attention you were getting, but you wanted to make Joey happy.

“Please fuck me, Daddy. M’need you to fuck me,“ you pleaded, hoping that Joey would give in since everyone was watching.

“I think you shouldn’t fuck her just yet,” Frank huffed. Joey turned to look at him and when she saw that his cock was out, she slammed the strapon into you without giving you time to adjust as she started at a rough pace.

”Oh fuck!” you cried, Joey pulling you up so everyone could see your tits.

“Fuck, (Your Nickname), you’ve got gorgeous tits,” Peter commented.

You closed your eyes as he began to pull his pants down, causing him to frown. “Joey, she’s got her eyes closed,” he said.

Joey stopped her thrusts, staying completely still as she grabbed you by your neck from behind. “You keep your eyes open, got it?”

“G- Got it,” you said, taking a deep breath before Joey picked up the pace again.

Joey fucked you at a bruising pace, and as your orgasm approached embarrassingly fast, you forgot that the others were watching.

“Such a good fucking girl, taking Daddy’s cock like the whore you are,” Joey moaned. “You’d love it if they all used you, huh?”

When you didn’t answer her, Joey slapped your ass as hard as she could. “I asked you a question, fuckin’ answer it. Don’t get stupid just because they’re watching you get fucked.”

“I- would, Daddy. I’d fucking love it!” you cried out. You looked over at Sammy, who had her hand wrapped around Peter’s thick cock as she continued to watch Joey fuck you.

“Fuck,” Rickles licked his lips, watching carefully as his cock strained against his pants. You were surprised that he was holding out this whole time - refusing to take his attention off both Joey and you.

“I’m so close,” you moaned.

Joey continued to fuck you at the same pace she had been. “Yeah? Come on my cock while they all watch.”

Joey let go of you, allowing you to have your head on the pool table as she fucked you. You came quietly, biting your lip as she fucked you through your orgasm. Embarrassed with how fast you came, you hid your face, despite what Joey had told you. Joey pulled out of you, pushing you down onto your knees.

“Clean your mess up,” Joey said, forcing the strapon into your mouth. She wasted no time, fucking your throat as she held you in place. You gagged, trying your best to relax as the tip of the toy hit the back of your throat.

When you gagged again, Joey stopped her movements. Slapping your face not once, but twice before she snapped, “I thought I trained you to not gag on my cock?”

Joey slapped your face once more before pulling the toy out of your mouth. Then she looked around, asking, “Who wants a turn with her?”

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Latching On To You Master List

Joel Miller x F!reader

Explicit, 18+

Main Masterlist & My Ao3

Series summary: What happens when, after thirteen loving years of being with Joel, you start to feel like he’s slipping away from your grasp? How much of yourself will you lose because of the trauma your father put you through at such a young age? You could be wrong about Joel, but something is telling you otherwise - or are you just not healed enough to see past your own insecurities?

Warnings: age difference in the beginning (15/20) NOTHING SEXUAL UNTIL READER IS OVER 22 & JOEL IS 27!! No use of y/n, no outbreak AU, no Sarah AU, smoking weed and drinking, chapter three has cocaine use and TW SA (NOT JOEL), abandonment issues, trauma from father w/ alcoholism, HEAVY ANGST, daddy kink (minimal), unprotected P in V, fingering, stroking him, choking, mutual pinning, accusations of cheating, happy ending

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Chapter One: History Lesson

Chapter Two: History Repeats Itself

Chapter Three: Devil’s River

Chapter Four: Picking Up The Pieces

Chapter Five: Starting Over

Hi babes, Thank you to everyone who is giving my story a chance, this is my first series in 5+ years. I may be a little rusty but I will continue to grow🥰

[quicktosimp]

Pretty One

AN: Welcome to Day 5 of Survive the Night! We are over halfway there! Starting with a Part 2 of another fic I've done before, and has been requested for sequel, so here it is 🥰

Warnings: 18+, DubCon, Master/Salve, Mommy&Daddy Kink, Spanking, Sex Toys, Public, Objectifcation, Threesome, Minipulation, Slapping, Abuse

Part 1: Here

Two years, two fucking years, but we finally did it. So’lek and I had a tentative relationship in the beginning. We got along great and loved each other very much, but we were too dominant, causing anger between us. Then came in the Sarentu, and with them came sweet, naive Teylan. So’lek was cautious of the Sarentu, worried about the human influences that were forced apon them. But I managed to point out to him that’s what made Teylan perfect for us. He was so sweet and naive unable to understand and process everything that he went through, looking for a dominant to lead him. 

So we did. 

Heeding my words, So’lek watched Teylan for a little while before coming to the same conclusion as me. We made our plan and slipped into our roles easily. We were both to teach Teylan things about the outside world. I taught him the human things he’s used to, and So’lek taught him about Pandora, helping him learn his culture. We thought that we’d have to teach him to rely on us; much to our surprise, we didn’t have to. No matter how much Teylan learned, he always looked back to us, wanting our word and teachings to guide him. 

It was so easy, so sweet; Teylan not only let us teach him about the world but also his place amongst us. He knows his rules, how to obey his ‘Mommy and Daddy,’ and the punishments that follow breaking those rules. Especially his biggest rule: he never tells us no.

Teylan kneeled before us, his tail curling around his leg, as his eyes flickered between the two of us. He knew he fucked up.

So’lek and I had already previously discussed what we would do to him as a punishment; Teylan thinks that he can tell us no, so we’ll show him just how much no means from him.

I snapped my fingers; Teylan’s head whipped to look at me, his eyes wide and filled with tears that hadn’t been shed just yet; good.

“So I heard you disobeyed your Daddy today,” I stated emotionlessly.

Teylan’s ears flickered back as his voice hitched, “Please, Mommy, I’m sorry; I just wanted to hel-“

I cut him off, not wanting to hear his excuses “You thought? You don’t think, Baby, when your Daddy tells you to do something, you do it, no questions asked.” I walk around. Standing behind him, I grab the hat off his head, “You should be thankful; Daddy even gave you a second chance, more than I would give you, but no, he gave you a second chance to listen, and you still disobeyed your Daddy,” I shook my head, “I am so disappointed in you.”

Teylan gasped as his tears started to fall, “No, please, Mommy, I’m sorry, I can make it better,” He begged desperately.

“That is enough; you telling me no is what got you here, yet you dare say it again?” So’lek grumbled darkly. 

Teylan looked down at So’lek’s feet, not daring to look him in the eyes, “I’m sorry, Daddy. I really am. I wasn’t paying attention; I didn’t know it was you,” His tears fell freely to the floor, sniffling all the while.

So’lek hummed, “Your inability to pay attention should not be my problem; this is something that I taught you long ago; it seems you forgot your lesson as well.”

Teylan opened his mouth, probably to beg some more, but I cut him off, “It doesn’t matter what you say or how much you beg; we’ve already decided on your punishment,” I started to undo the straps on Teylan’s vest, he won't be needing for a while.

Teylan’s body started to shake from the sobs, but I didn’t stop. 

So’lek stepped forward, looming over Teylan, “Strip, now,” He ordered deeply.

After undoing the straps, I stepped back, waiting for Teylan to obey.

And he did, despite his sobbing; Teylan shakily undressed himself, folding his clothes neatly, before returning to his knees in front of us. I hummed as I stared at his naked body, eager for the rest of his punishment.

“Lay your hand on the floor behind you; I want full access to your slit,” I demanded as I walked over to my chest full of toys. 

Teylan obeyed, his central slit bare to us. It was tightly sealed; his body and mind were uninterested in our activities. I looked through the toys, grabbing what I needed before returning to Teylan. I locked the pretty little collar around his neck, a gentle pink reinforced with titanium to make sure it can’t be broken by a Na’vi.

“Relax your slit Teylan, or this will hurt,” I warn sternly; as much as I love his physical punishments, I can’t have him broken.

Teylan’s eyes widened in fear, “No, no, no, please, Mommy, not my slit.”

I ignore his begging as I place the tip of the small vibrator at his slit, “Last chance.”

I could see Teylan’s stomach flexing as he fought with his own body, but that’s one thing that we never taught him, a Na’vi cannot make their slit relax on command. 

I shake my head disappointedly, “And here I thought you’d have learned,” I push the vibrator into the center of his slit, the tight muscles fighting me along the way. 

Forcing the central slit open is harsh and painful; Teylan’s muscles tensed from the pain as I struggled to continue to slip it in.

“I see our toy cannot behave today,” So’lek muttered, standing beside me.

I huffed out a laugh as I tried to push more of the vibrator into Teylan’s slit, his body shaking from the sobs and whimpers from the pain, “It really can’t,” I huffed as I pushed harder, causing Teylan to yelp in pain, “I have to say this bitch, is fucking tight today.”

 “I believe I know how to help it in,” So’lek explained softly to me.

I looked into his eyes and knew exactly what he was planning; I matched his sadistic grin, eager for this idea, “I will take all the help I can get,” I ready my arm.

Before Teylan could think, So’lek backhanded him, snapping his head to the side. In response to the slap, his body weakened for a moment, letting me force the vibrator inside him before his slit sealed shut again.

Teylan screamed as he fell backward, now lying on the ground, his face aching as a deep burning sensation flooded through his slit. I stand tall, wrapping my arm around So’lek as I roll my eyes, “Back into position; we don’t have time for this shit,” I smile slightly as So’lek’s large arm wraps around me.

On trembling limbs, Teylan returns to his kneeling position, his face etched with pain and shame. 

“I-I’m s-sorry, M-Momm-y Da-daddy,” He could barely get the words out over his sobs.

I looked up at So’lek. We were both pleased that Teylan was truly apologetic, but we knew his punishment wasn’t over yet. 

“Ohhh, Baby,” I coo, holding his face gently, “We just got started.”

Teylan’s bright eyes dulled as they shined with fresh tears; I held his face steady as So’lek clipped the leash onto Teylan’s collar, pulling it gently. 

“Come,” So’lek ordered, walking towards the door, whether Teylan followed or not. 

I stood and intertwined my fingers with So’lek’s free hand, letting Teylan crawl behind us. We continued out of our room and into the hallway; I grabbed my oxygen mask and placed it on snuggly. That’s when Teylan started to panic.

“Please not outside, they can’t see me, please Daddy!” Teylan begged as I opened the airlock. He pulled back on the leash the best he could on his hands and knees. 

So’lek didn’t care as we continued out the door, forcing Teylan to crawl or be dragged along; the tugging on his neck made the choice for him. Unfortunately for So’lek and I, it seems everyone is out today, leaving the base empty. I pouted a little; it’s been so long since I’ve shown off Teylan. I was hoping for a show today.

So’lek squeezed my fingers gently as he smirked down at me, “Don’t worry, I made that vrrtep contraption you asked for; I can set it up later this week,” He reassured me, knowing what I was pouting over.

I smiled brightly, excited that he was able to finish making the pillory for me to use on Teylan, “Thank you, Love,” I couldn’t help but squeal from excitement, already planning on what I’ll do to Teylan that day.

We finally made our way to the middle of the base, to a nice empty spot, where So’lek sat on the ground, “Over my lap,” He demanded. 

Teylan hesitantly crawled over So’lek’s lap; the pain from the vibrator dulled to an unpleasant ache, but the hesitation came from what he knows is coming next.

“You know the rules, 20 spanks; if you cum once, then your punishment will be extended,” So’lek reminded firmly, rubbing and squeezing Teylan’s ass in preparation. 

Teylan sniffled loudly, “Yes, Daddy.”

Smiling, I grab the remote from my pocket, turning the vibrator on. Teylan squealed as he started to fuck the air, trying to get closer and away from the offending object; the pleasure was already too much on his sensitive insides, let alone when it bumped into his cock.

Teylan looked at me, his eyes screaming, “Mommy, please, I can’t! I can’t! I’m sorry, Mommy!” His voice was shrill, yet all his begging did was turn So’lek and I on even more.

I don’t even verbally respond; I simply turn the vibrator up, chuckling softly. 

“Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!” He screamed as the vibrations worked inside him.

Smack!

So’lek landed the first hit on Teylan’s ass, holding nothing back. Teylan yelped, but honestly, I don’t think he felt it much over the vibrator. 

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Four hits were done rapidly, not giving Teylan a moment of reprieve, yet he still stayed in place the best he could, humping the air. He whined with each hit but was still unaffected.

Smack! Smack! Smack! 

“Daddy!” Teylan moaned, still more focused on the vibrations.

So’lek shook his head, “Seems Baby likes the punishment a little too well.”

I giggled a little, “Guess you’ll just have to be a bit stronger then,” I turned up the vibrator again.

It was like I had shocked him; Teylan flopped over, laying against So’lek as he grinds his slit into So’lek’s legs, his slit leaking everywhere.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Each hit became progressively harder, Teylan’s ass covered in dark purple spots.

“Daddy! Daddy! Please!” He begged, not knowing what he was begging for. At this point, I doubt Teylan even remembers that this is a punishment.

So’lek now aims lower for Teylan’s thighs and sit spots.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Teylan’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as his body trembled. So’lek put his hand down, knowing that Teylan had failed.

I laughed gleefully as I turned the vibrator off, shocking Teylan out of his high. He looked up at me fearfully, realizing what he had done.

“Look at me, Baby,” I coo, crouching in front of him, “Did you just cum?”

“Y-yes, Mommy,” Teylan began sobbing, his body still shaking from his orgasm.

I lean up and run my hand over So’lek’s face, my way of kissing him while my mask is on, “Seems we have to punish our toy a bit more; it’s gotten too naughty,” I explain softly, my eyes filled with love for So’lek.

So’lek matches my expression, just as eager as I am.

Because no matter what happens, no matter who sees, everyone knows that Teylan is ours, no matter what, even if Teylan himself begins to hate it. 

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[msshadowqueen]

hi how are you? 👋🏻

I hope you be okay 💘

Can you write something about madoc x reader?:( I didn't saw any fic for him🥲

Maybe with nsfw...👀

Sorry English is not my first language...

I’m doing well, thank you!

NO CONTENT FOR DADDY MADOC??? WHAT???

I’ve never written x reader before, but since you asked so nicely…🥰

Your heart is fluttering with nerves and excitement. The upcoming event is the first time you’ve been allowed to come to a ball or any sort of party or gathering since you were 16. You knew it was more to maintain appearances than anything, since it was well-known above the sea that Queen Oriana had two children, but you would take any chance you got.

You put on a sparkling off-the-shoulder teal green dress that matches your hair, which was mostly tied up in a twisted bun with a few locks of hair left down in elegant waves. You wore a stunning headband that had dangling pearls attached to it. Your neck was adorned with a three-layered seashell necklace, a jade bracelet on your wrist, shark teeth rings on your fingers. A fish-bone corset cinched your waist. Your eyes were rimmed with black eyeshadow and your lips were painted eggplant purple to give you a mysterious and intimidating look. It was the grandest you had looked in ages.

You smiled at the full-length mirror, but inside all you felt was anger.

From the moment you were born, you had been a disappointment to your mother, to the people of the Undersea who expected you to rule after her. For the life of you, you could not understand why. You did everything perfectly. You got perfect grades in your classes, you excelled at your private lessons on how to rule a kingdom, you had perfect manners, and you were far better at weaponry than your own mother. For some time, you wondered if it was for as simple a reason as not being beautiful enough, but you were stunning. Everyone who had met you had said so, and faeries could not lie.

Not long afterwards, you discovered the true reason. Unlike most members of your species, cruelty did not come naturally to you. You tried to be as kind as your nature allowed you to be. When your little sister, Nicasia, twelve years your junior, showed a penchant for cruelty at the mere age of four, you were instantly thrown into the dungeon “for your own good.” The worst part was that Faeries could not lie; they genuinely believed they were doing this for your own good.

They raped you and whipped you and burned you. Anything to draw cruelty out of you. Eventually, you supposed, it worked. You bit their hands as they tried to hurt you. When you were given a chance to torture them back, you did. Such a seething hatred for another you had never felt. You had never relished such cruelty before. But then, you had. When the evidence was shown to your mother, for the first time she looked proud of you.

“More,” Oriana said coldly to her attendants. “She’s almost there; I can feel it.” Then she sent you back to the dungeons. From that moment onward, simply out of spite, you vowed never to forget kindness.

But it was so hard to forget the anger. Especially when you saw how everyone mooned over your younger sister Nicasia. How she gloried in the attention, the spoiled, cruel brat. How she had stolen what was rightfully yours.

But you were determined to show them all what you were capable of. Even if that meant being a little bit cruel.

You left your room, seeking your mother’s company. At last you found her amongst the countless rooms, sitting beside Nicasia, who looked magnificent in her blue dress. You hated that she didn’t even have to try to be the perfect daughter. You did not work this hard to get everything taken from you by her.

Oriana saved a small smile for you, and you took the arm that wasn’t already linked with Nicasia’s. “My girls,” Oriana said. Despite everything she had done to you, something in your chest still swelled at her words. Nicasia, on the other hand, merely looked bored.

When you rose to the surface and arrived at the royal palace of Elfhame, all eyes turned to you and your family. You schooled your features to resemble those of your mother’s: imperious and royal. You remembered what Oriana had told you: the land needed the waves more than the the undersea needed them.

You reserved a small smile for the first person to approach you. Given her resemblance to the High King of Elfhame, you guessed she must be one of his daughters. Perfect. Your plan had been to get close to one of King’s children to gain access to the throne; preferably the one most likely to be named heir, but you’d take any of them.

“Hello, Princess,” you said confidently. The woman smiled at you in surprise. “You know who I am?”

“How could I not? You exude an air of royalty,” you say. Not a lie, but the entire truth either. You knew she was a princess of Elfhame, but not her name.

“Caelia Greenbriar. It is an absolute pleasure to meet a princess of the Undersea.”

Flattery at its finest, but unlike your peers, you had no such qualms about it. After the past twelve years, you could use some compliments. “The pleasure is all mine,” you answer.

“I am glad you at least wish to entertain us, for your sister seems preoccupied with my little brother,” Caelia said. You follow her eyes to where Nicasia was sitting with a dark-haired prince with gold laurel leaves in his hair and cruel smirk on his face as he spoke.

“Oh, he is exactly the sort of company she wishes to keep,” you sneered, and Caelia laughed. “Father hates him, you know. Cardan is his ill-fated son he cannot bring himself to kill.”

Intrigued, you listen further. “Ill-fated?” Eager to spill vitriol on her younger brother, she whispers in your ear, “There was a prophecy made at his birth that he would be the destruction of the crown and ruination of the throne. He was already half-abandoned by his viper of a mother after that. Then he killed the seneschal’s lover, getting his mother put in jail for it.”

You giggle. Caelia had given you far more information than you could have possibly dreamt of. How young and eager and foolish she was. “What a disappointment,” you observe. Caelia nodded eagerly. You were going to speak further with her when your eyes caught on something on the far end of the room. Even from here, you could see the rounded ears and full frame of the young human girl as she was dragged away by a cruel faerie who held crushed rowan berries in his hands. He must have ripped them from her neck.

“I will be but a moment,” you said to Caelia, stomping away towards the human and the faerie. This was one of the things you despised about the faeries; the way they viewed humans as though they were dirt beneath their feet, yet craving their artistic talents as well. You had vomited the first time you had seen the lost souls, consisting of drowned humans reanimated with their artistic powers still intact.

When you got close to them, you turned your steps to whispers, ensuring that the faerie would not hear your approach.

“Take off your clothes,” you heard the faerie croon. The young human, who couldn’t be older than 16, began to dutifully obey, reaching for the zip in the back of her dress.

“No!” you cried, pulling the human away from the faerie. Before the faerie could react, you swung the back of your hand across his face.

Your shark tooth rings dug into the skin of the man’s cheek, your slap having so much force that the faerie fell to the ground in agony, blood trickling down his face. A rush of satisfaction flooded your body. Perhaps your instinct for cruelty was there after all.

“Run away, little rat,” you snarled at him before unglamouring the human girl and taking her away from that secluded area.

“Listen, kid, I don’t know who you are-“

“Taryn.”

“-but I will only warn you once: you can never stop being afraid here. If you are to live here your whole life, let your fear and anger control you. Let them be your armor, your shield. You can never be off your guard, even with people you love.” The girl looked thoroughly nonplussed. “My father will protect me,” she said without much conviction. Humans can lie; it was clear she did not truly believe what she was saying.

Your anger reared up again. “As if. Where was he now? Your father should be protecting you, but he’s not. He might care, but not enough. He doesn’t understand what humans go through in this world. If I ever meet your father, you can best believe I’ll be telling him what a pathetic excuse for a man he is.”

“Am I really?” came an amused voice from behind you.

You turn around and find yourself face to face with an enormous red cap. Gulp. Although part of you felt like crawling to the darkest depths of the sea and never coming out, some stubborn part of you refused to be embarrassed. You are a princess, after all. You ought to act like it.

You straightened your spine and tried to look down your nose at someone well over a foot taller than you. “Yes,” you managed to say. A truth, then. You didn’t realize Taryn was a daughter of the High General Madoc himself. Even under the sea they had heard of him. For him to keep mortal children…for clearly Taryn wasn’t his by nature…it was practically unheard of.

It was an effort not to cower before him, to remember that you were royalty and he could not hurt you. Would your mother even care if you were hurt?

To your great surprise, Madoc merely laughed. “I am surprised you care so much, Princess. I imagine far worse things happen under the sea.”

“Far worse things have happened to me, which is why I am trying to keep another from enduring what I did,” you snapped before covering your mouth in shock. You ought to have held your tongue, but you could not always control yourself. Who could?

To your great surprise, Madoc’s eyes softened. “Despite it all, you are here, and how brave and mighty you are.”

It was unlike any other compliment you had received. You had been called beautiful, and cunning, and witty, and an excellent swordsman. You had even been called delightfully cruel after your torture. But no one had ever called you brave or strong for what you had endured.

You heard the music change to that of a waltz, saw Madoc offer a hand to you. “May I have this dance, Princess?”

You narrow your eyes at him. “You can dance?” you asked skeptically. Truthfully, the man did not look as if he had danced a day in his life.

“Perhaps not as well as others, but I make it my business to be good at everything I do,” Madoc said. You turned around so that Madoc could not see your face as you thought hard. Taryn had disappeared into the crowd.

“Are you not married, High General?” you asked. You could’ve sworn that he was married, but then again, the faeries were not exactly faithful, were they?

“It is a dance, not a marriage proposal,” Madoc replied, which told you enough. Still, you took his hand, trying to calm your nerves. With lethal grace, he led you onto the dance floor. You had the feeling that Madoc had undersold his abilities. Perhaps the only ones he was less than at dancing were the noblest of nobles, for he guided you along with ease.

“It is rare to find a faerie who cares so much about the welfare of others,” Madoc said. You snorted. “That should be the bare minimum, should it not?” you said disdainfully. “Yet all of you fall short of the mark.”

“Do not think so little of me,” Madoc replied. He bent you over, and you arched your back as you had been taught. “I care much for my children, but I cannot always be around to protect them.”

You scoffed, but could not think of an adequate reply. Madoc did have a point there. “I’ve done everything in my power to protect them. I’ve given them charms against enchantments. I’ve taught them how to be masters at swordplay. I’ve sent them to get the best education possible, at the palace school itself.”

You looked away, trying to hide your shock and envy. It stung a little that humans had had a better parent than you, but you also deeply admired Madoc for it. “Then you are miles ahead of my mother,” you replied. You twirled before continuing, “Her idea of parenting was torturing me in the dungeons until I fit her idea of a true queen of the Undersea.”

You heard the music slowly come to a close. “A misguided effort, but there is some merit in it,”. Madoc commented. “It is best to be prepared for what is to come.”

Stunned and hurt, you shoved Madoc away, storming out of the ballroom. You began to weep silently in the palace garden, sitting upon a rock. You hated the lot of them, every last one. You vowed to use Prince Cardan to destroy them. Then they would learn not to treat you like vermin.

“Princess.” You turned around, only to find Madoc standing there. You two were all alone here in the quiet outside of the revels happening inside.

“I do not wish to speak…” to you, you meant to say, but your traitorous mouth wouldn’t let the words come out. Despite his words, you wished for comfort in him. He seemed to be the only person who genuinely cared about others.

Madoc smiled slightly, noting that pause. “I spoke foolishly,” he said. “I did not mean it as you presumed.”

You stood up, stalking towards him. “Pray, enlighten me. What did you mean? That I deserved it all? That my mother was right to do that to me? That I am better for it?”

Madoc shook his head, his gold cat eyes twinkling at they stared down at you. “I only meant,” he whispered softly, “that your mother was trying to make you stronger. It was wrong and ineffective, however; the truth is, you were always strong. That is why you survived.”

Your heart began to speed up again as Madoc lifted a hand to your face, wiping the tears with the back of his hand. You could not control the blush that spread across your face at his casual contact.

How could it be that you found comfort in someone as bloody and murderous as Madoc? Perhaps you said the words allowed, for Madoc smiled fully, showing off his fangs. “I can be a murderer and a savior,” he murmured. Unbidden, you leaned in closer, Madoc doing the same. Then abruptly, you pulled away as cold reality dawned on you.

“You are married,” you said. What in the world were you doing, looking to kiss a married man? You shook your head, moving to walk away. “My marriage with Oriana is nothing more than an arrangement,” Madoc replied. “We share a son, and she is influential in court. With her by my side, I am more powerful.”

You turned back to him. “But you still fuck her, do you not?”

“No. She was once a lover of the High King of Elfhame. She no longer desires such a relationship. She dallies occasionally, but we do not.”

You chuckled to yourself, realizing the truth. “You seek the crown of Elfhame.”

Madoc said nothing, which was as good as a confession. You laughed some more. “You! A bloody red cap brute like you, rule a kingdom? You do not know the first thing about ruling, nor does your so-called wife, no matter if she was once a lover of royalty. Oh, you’ll be able to acquire power sure enough, but keeping it? Forget about it.”

Madoc shrugged. “I may not know how to rule,” he admitted, “but you do.”

Your jaw dropped. He…wished you to join him on his journey to take the crown of Elfhame? Why you? Why not one of the princes or princesses of Elfhame? Why not Nicasia? Why did he want your help?

“Why?” you enquired, somehow incorporating all those unsaid things into that one word.

Madoc stared at you incredulously. “Because you are cunning, powerful, and you care for humans. You see, I intend for my daughters to be in positions of power by my side, but not everyone likes the idea of humans having such power. Plus…” he smiled admiringly at you. “I could feel your anger from the moment you stepped in the room. You despise all of these people. You and I both know none of these royals are suitable to rule. Together, we can destroy them all. Imagine how shocked your mother will be when you are the High Queen of Elfhame.”

You breathed out a laugh. Somehow, all of this was thoroughly amusing. “And what of your wife?”

Madoc shrugged. “And if my wife dies in a tragic accident?”

You looked up at him. You barely came to his chest. “I’ll be there to comfort you,” you whispered. You got on your tip-toes so that you could meet his eyes properly. You felt his arm wrap around you, his broad hand splayed on your back as he pulled you into a kiss.

You felt the sharpness of his teeth as your kiss depended, as he lifted you up and gently pushed you against the wall.

You felt hot all over, your breaths coming heavily as Madoc’s fangs scraped against your neck, as his hands slid your dress down to your waist, and all you could do is dig your fingers into him and hold on.

[bakaramia]

Okay, but, why does the idea of brat/brat tamer work so well in my head for staticradio??

Vox is already enough of a brat as is, just imagine the ENERGY that’d be brought to the scene if he acts out in the bedroom; he ADORES being Alastor’s good sweet boy most of the time, of course, but there are just some days where he’s too on edge to obey even simple commands without having an attitude or outright disobedience and he desperately NEEDS to be taken by a firm hand but won’t just say it up front, the stubborn man — noo, he wants to ~play~ and really, it’s Alastor’s own damn fault for being so fucking hot when he enters “daddy dom” mode anyway. Not that Alastor minds the attitude, not really: his Vox is just so CUTE when he gets all pouty and indignant and being given full control, the means to rein his boy in and make him behave, gives Al a rush of power that’s truly dizzying and delightful! Plus, Vox is just so, so pretty when he cries, sobbing for forgiveness and being just so sweet~

Bonus if they started the arrangement when they were still friends and kept it up even after they became rivals: Alastor paying Vox a surprise visit to teach his brat a lesson after his shameful display in “Stayed Gone”, anyone? 😏

ANON YOU’RE SO RIGHT YOU’RE SO S O RIGHT HNGSJSGAJHS!!!! Vox who has a praise kink and wants to be so good and behave and do what Alastor says but also who just HAS to brat sometimes, has to be difficult, has to disobey, NEEDS Alastor to control him bc he feels out of control, and he’s whiny, throwing temper tantrums that Alastor of course find amusing and cute like hehe, his Vox is so silly, so adorable when he kicks his feet and grumbles and pouts and causes problems, Alastor can’t wait to put him over his knee and make him w e e p bc Vox is equally as cute when he’s stuttering and blushing and begging 🙏 🙏!! Vox is such a brat and a bottom he just needs Alastor to take care of him 🥰🥰.

OHHHH I LOVE THAT Y E S!!!! God the idea that Vox was acting out and bratting so that Alastor would give him attention during Stayed Gone is SO fun 😮‍💨😮‍💨!!!!

[beefros-sin-bin]

Goodbye 2023!

Thank you to everyone who sent in submissions - I have so much reading to catch up on now! 🥩💜🥩

If you have more fics to recommend for the SinBin, keep sending them my way.

I was originally going to break everything by category into the various P-boys, but the majority are one specific character. So we have two categories:

Joel Miller Fics

Other P-boy Fics.

I've included the comments (if there was one) for each fic submitted, but kept the submitter anonymous.

Beefro & the SinBin 🚮🥩💜

Joel Miller Fics (in no specific order)

Left in Lincoln - @toxicanonymity

Left in Lincoln. It's no secret my love for this series, and for my favorite Joelkémon, but this story is one I love not only for the slow burn sexiness but the horror elements in general. The balance of fear and horror with the soft, beautiful descriptions of the characters and setting make it one I return to over and over. The musical references and influence on the story is just the icing on the cake 🖤 Or ice cream on the pie, in this case 🍑🌸 Ty for the beautiful stories Toxy, and community to obsess over our mutual obsessions 🥰🖤

Scarecrow & Fear Thy Neighbor by @xdaddysprincessxx

So my first rec is @xdaddysprincessxx and her Farmer Joel series 🚜 All of her work is amazing but this one is so fun and soooo hot! (Heed the warnings though if you choose to read) I'm biased because I got to hear about her writing process and contribute some of my own thots 🤭 But it's not only sexy af (just like her!) but scary too!!! Be sure to read the sequel too 😉 She's not only a talented writer but a wonderful human in general 🖤

Help I’m Stuck! By @nosesitter

Reader gets “stuck” in the dryer. Luckily her father in law Joel just so happens to find her and helps 😉 her. When I read this I finally got the whole “oh no I’m stuck!” sex scenario lmao I always found it kinda funny bc in porn they’d be stuck in ridiculous spots but this fic? Fucking hot as hell. I get it now 🤷🏻‍♀️

I can be your pretty girl by @walkintotheriveranddisappear

Okay so I’m almost positive she is tired of me recc’ing & talking about this series lol it’s the hottest fucking fic ever. I genuinely am obsessed. It has everything. She deserves a Nobel peace prize for this idc idc.

A Secret Worth Keeping by @multiversed-daydreamer

Vamp Joel. I repeat Vamp. Joel. 🥵 and his vampirism is a secret and readers blood is his krptonite and she has to keep what they do hush hush. It’s so goddamn delicious 🤤

Fall into Temptation by @joelsgreys

Whew okay where do I start? Reader is the pastors daughter. Joel is Joel. 😏 they end up falling for each other and having a beautiful love affair. That has to be a secret bc her father would forbid it! Duh! It’s spicy, they have to sneak around to meet up with each other (again I am paraphrasing ish I don’t wanna spoil lol) and the religious tones in it? My baby is feeding me. This heals my religious trauma. Feeds my daddy issues and desire to fuck this old man.

Deliver Me From Nowhere by @atinylittlepain

It is beautifully written, touching a delicate topic with such care, it is truly an amazing work.

Just This Once by @talaok

Okay hear me out: this one brings the angst. The emotion. I felt so bad for reader, bby girl just wanted love. It tore me up inside. I had tears.

Self Indulgent Tendencies by @strang3lov3

So this was actually the first fic of Bugs I ever read. And. I. LOVED. IT. I’m trying not to spoil anything but long story short; Joel catches reader and fucks her to teach her a lesson. (I am extremely paraphrasing this lol) it still lives in my damn brain 🥵

Meet Me in the Back by @atticrissfinch

Sleazy gas station Joel. That’s it. That’s all. He is so sleazy and ugh I need his dick. And so does reader after she gets it. And she keeps coming. Back for more that is 😉

All You Wanna Do by @atticrissfinch

Now I am an angst queen. And boy this one is not for the weak. It is dark, please please please heed the warnings on this one. But personally I love this one. She has truly ripped my heart out, made my chest physically hurt. She invokes emotion so well.

No One But Me by @koshkamartell

This is a small blog's series that deserves to be promoted!

The Wrong Way by @romana-after-dark

Raider!Joel Miller and Raider!Tommy Miller x fem!Reader

Other P-boy Fics (in no specific order)

Dirty Uncle Ezra by @bonezone44

😏 yea I said it. Dirty Uncle Ezra. Hottest fucking concept I’ve ever heard. He’s so dirty and sleazy and ngh I’m already moaning. Also this beautiful human is an amazing artist so plz check out their art work 💜 (a note from Beefro: the fact that the age tag on this is 56+ made me laugh out loud)

Pascals Pursuit of Love! by @elvinaa (all the P-Boys!)

The innovation! It has all the P boys Bachelorette style. It’s so much like the show, it’s got twists and turns, there’s funny moments, cute moments. I look forward to each week aka each chapter lol I love it so much.

Apple by @romana-after-dark

Bisexual!Dark!Santiago Garcia, Bisexual!Dark!Frankie Morales, and Bisexual!Dark!William Miller x fem!Reader