#💕 fuzzy daddy 💕

[andy-clutterbuck]

9x01 | requested by Anonymous

[softhumpslut]

Need to be put in subspace and roughly played with and gentle praise in my ears. God I can't take it anymore I need to submit somehow

[littlexdeaths]

borrow the moonlight - e.m.

eddie munson x fem reader

18+ ONLY MDNI

warnings: descriptions of trauma/night terrors, upside down, mentions of eddie and reader’s deaths, allusions to smut, body insecurities, oral (m receiving), unprotected piv sex, cream pie, one use of daddy

a/n: this might not make a lot of sense if you haven’t read the first part, so you can do that here.

also thank you to my baby @strangerstilinski for looking this over for me and @mugloversonly for the suggestion on the title 💕

based on as long as you’re mine from wicked

word count: 3.4k

His feet hit the ground at a rapid pace, his makeshift shield clutched tightly in his fist. His spear had long been abandoned, the metal lid now his only source of protection.

Not much farther now, keep pushing.

The flapping of bat wings are getting closer as Dustin’s high pitched screams cut through the air.

“Eddie! Run faster!”

He’s almost there, the trailer door is barely ten feet away now. And that much closer to you. His ears are ringing and your words echo through his head.

Please come back to us.

Eddie’s foot catches on a vine, causing him to go crashing to the ground. His eyes widen in fear as the swarm of demobats suddenly surround him. Another scream pierces the air as he holds the shield over his face, dread filling his chest.

He’d know that voice anywhere.

You weren’t supposed to go through the gate, you were supposed to stay in Hawkins. Why didn’t you listen to him for once? But before Eddie can process what’s happening he feels a bite pierce through the flesh of his stomach, his own screams sounding far away in his ears.

But when he feels your hands on his chest the panic really sets in, and you move the shield away from his face. The bats are circling the both of you now, and he attempts to tuck you into his side. The metal lid now covers your faces as the male uses his own body to shield the rest of you.

“I couldn’t just leave you in here,” your voice shakes and tears stream down your cheeks.

A painful cry leaves your lips as one of the creatures bites down on your calf.

“Stupid, baby, you’re so stupid!” He cries before pressing his lips to yours.

The creatures circling above you let out one more loud shriek, and Dustin watches in utter horror as they dive down toward you both. Before Eddie can process what’s happening, you’ve rolled yourself on top of him. Shielding his body from the onslaught of demobats, your cries of pain echo loudly in his ears.

No no no.

Eddie awakes with a start, a muffled scream ripping its way out of his lungs as he sits straight up in bed. He’s dripping sweat, chest rising and falling as he attempts to catch his breath. He frantically pats the spot beside him; he panics once he notices it’s empty, the sheets cool to the touch.

Meaning you hadn’t been in bed for quite some time. He swings his legs over the side of the mattress, but he doesn’t get the chance to stand before you’re rushing back into your bedroom. His heart rate begins to slow as he takes you in, fully coming back to reality.

You’re wearing one of his old Garfield t-shirts, the neck is so stretched out it’s basically hanging off of your shoulder. Your legs are bare, just a pair of fuzzy socks adorning your feet and the sight brings a small smile to his lips.

Your hair is messy from sleep and pulled back from your face. But the dark circles under your eyes tell him you’ve been up for a lot longer than he realizes.

Despite all of that, you still managed to take his breath away.

“Another nightmare?” your voice is soft, practically a whisper as you approach him.

Eddie reaches forward to grab your shirt in his fist, pulling you between his open legs. He buries his face in your middle and you wrap your arms around him, pressing a tender kiss to his sweaty curls.

“You— you went through the gate.” His voice is muffled as you run your fingers through his curls.

“You… you…”

Eddie can’t speak the words, but you already know what he was going to say.

His shoulders shake as he starts to cry, but the implication of his words makes a lump form in your throat.

“It’s okay baby, it was just a dream. I’m right here.”

You let him soak your shirt with his tears, knowing he needed to let it out before he’d calm down completely. It had been well over a week since he had a nightmare of this magnitude, and you had thought he was beginning to improve.

Clearly, you were very wrong.

This was the first time he had never dreamt of you dying though, and it broke your heart. In the beginning it was him who had been the one to comfort you when you awoke in the dead of the night. Dreams of his lifeless body, trapped in the upside down forever flashing behind your eyes. But the further away from Hawkins you went, is when his nightmares began.

So now it was your turn to comfort him.

When his breathing starts to slow, he carefully pulls away from your middle. His eyes are bloodshot and glassy as he glances up at you, the tear streaks beginning to dry on his cheeks.

“Can I see her?” he asks hoarsely.

You smile softly, carefully untangling yourself from him. You press a light kiss to his forehead, before you slip out of the room. Eddie wipes any remaining tears from his cheeks, running a hand through his messy curls in an attempt to tame them.

You return a few moments later with a bundle of blankets in your arms. Eddie’s face immediately lights up at the sight of you two, grinning as you carefully pass the sleeping infant into his awaiting arms.

“I just got her to go back to sleep, so try not to wake her,” you whisper.

You take a seat beside him on the bed, watching fondly as he gazes down at the little girl. A calloused finger lightly strokes her rosy cheek, before she sleepily wraps her small hand around his finger. Her dark curls are sticking up wildly, much like his own. She was almost a carbon copy of him, except for her eyes.

Those were all you.

“I didn’t mean to leave you alone for so long… she was just so fussy,” you apologize, exhaustion clear in your voice.

Exhaustion soon melts into worry the longer you look at him, worried that your prolonged absence was the reason for his sudden night terror. Despite knowing that these things were quite common, especially considering what you both had gone through.

Eddie just shakes his head, pressing a kiss to your daughter’s little fist before meeting your eyes.

“I’m fine, sweetheart, I promise. Having both of you here really helps,” he reassures you.

When Winnie starts to stir in his arms, he begins to gently rock her back and forth, cooing at her every so often. The sight of the two of them together makes your heart feel more full than you could have ever anticipated. You want him to soak up as much time with her as possible, so you slip out of the room again and into your small kitchen.

After everything that happened with Vecna, closing the gates and eventually clearing Eddie’s name— you both put Hawkin’s in your rearview mirror.

You found yourself in a small, but cute seaside town on the coast of Washington. After you quickly realized the hustle and bustle of city life just wasn’t for either of you. While Indianapolis was a great city, you barely made it a month before the nightmares started.

The constant noise only seemed to fuel his growing anxiety, and he woke up screaming more nights than not. His body would be drenched in sweat and he trembled in your arms as the memories of the upside down flashed behind his eyes. The longer you stayed there the worse it became, so you packed up and moved again.

But you would do anything for him, if it meant he was by your side. That he was safe.

Opening the kitchen cabinet you grab out one of the many mugs that used to line the walls of the Munson trailer, one that Wayne had insisted you take with you. Cradling the chipped ceramic in between your palms, you grab out a packet of hot chocolate and empty the powder into the mug. You turn on your electric kettle, before glancing out the kitchen window.

The night is absolutely still, quiet.

Much like you preferred it to be. Experiencing life in the big city made you realize just how much you missed your sleepy little hometown. Before it was overrun by monsters.

You let your eyes slip shut, remembering all those nights you spent with Eddie at lover’s lake. Before your life was turned upside down.

Only the sounds of crickets and your mingled breathing fill the night air. The moon shone brightly overhead, engulfing you both in a pale glow. His fingers would trail over your smooth skin, his mouth swallowing your soft whimpers when they dip further between your thighs—

You’re suddenly snapped out of your daydream when you hear the soft pad of footsteps coming down the hall towards you. And your eyes flutter open when you feel his arms slip around your waist.

“Hopefully she doesn’t wake up again tonight,” he mumbles sleepily, pulling you flush against his chest.

He rests his chin on your shoulder, watching as you begin pouring the warm water into the mug.

“Is that for me?” he asks, his breath tickles your neck and causes you to squirm in his embrace.

His lip lifts in a cheshire like grin when the movement has you unintentionally grinding your ass back into him.

“Mhm, to help you sleep.”

You shrug, knowing from past experience how a cup of hot chocolate was always able to coax him back into a deep slumber. It was something Wayne had mentioned in passing once, it was one of the only things that would help when Eddie awoke from a nightmare as a young boy.

You glance up at the clock on the wall, 4:07 am. Eddie would have to be up to go back into the shop in a few hours.

He hums, his lips ghosting over the shell of your ear and traveling down your throat. His hands that were once secure around your middle begin to wander lower, brushing against the hem of your t-shirt.

“Hmm… I think I know of something better to help me sleep, darlin’.”

Eddie spins you around in his arms, a small gasp escaping you at the sudden movement. The brunette quickly lifts you, setting you on the counter before slotting himself between your open legs. His lips are on yours before you have a chance to reply, your arms slipping around his neck to tug him closer.

His urgency leaves you a little breathless when his mouth trails back down the side of your neck, descending… lower lower lower. Until his lips brush against the curve of your knee and those brown hues gaze up at you longingly from his newfound position on the kitchen floor.

“Eddie…” you hum, caressing the stubble that lines his jaw.

The male continues to press his lips along the apex of your thighs, only stopping when you grip his curls in your fist. You tug on them harshly, in an effort to get his attention, a throaty moan leaves him from your actions.

“Please, let me,” you pause as he sucks onto the flesh of your inner thigh. A soft whine leaves you as his teeth soon graze over that same spot, “Let me take care of you for once.”

The brunette glances up at you again, and the pleading look on your face is enough to convince him. Not that Eddie could ever tell you no, he’s been wrapped around your finger from the first moment he laid eyes on you.

He rises to his feet without another word and helps you down from the counter. You eagerly switch places, guiding him back against the cabinets. Your hands trail down the bare skin of his chest, fingers showing extra care to the uneven flesh.

The scars that littered his torso were just another reminder of what the two of you had been through. Eddie hated them, and for the longest time afterwards he never let you see them. And while they were a reminder of the horrific things he had gone through in that other dimension, they were also a testament of his strength.

That he fought his way back to you— both of you.

“You’re beautiful, Eds,” you mumble, your lips passing over where your fingertips had just been.

Until you sink to your knees, gripping the elastic band of his boxers and tugging them down his thighs. His hardened cock springs free once the fabric pools at his feet, and he kicks them to the side. Your mouth practically waters as you take him in fully. Reaching out to wrap a delicate hand around the base of his shaft, and you feel him shudder.

“I love you,” he breathes, dark eyes watching you with the utmost admiration.

You press a kiss to the pink tip before taking him past your full lips, a low groan leaving his own. His head tilts back as you engulf him completely, fingers gripping the edge of the counter to stable himself. Eddie practically whimpers when he feels you gag around him, hips jutting forward until he hits the back of your throat.

While his eyes have slipped shut, yours are focused intently on him. The way his teeth sink into his lower lip when he tries to quiet himself, and his brows scrunch together when your tongue drags along the underside of his cock. They only flutter open again when he reaches out to rest his palm on the back of your head, slowly fucking himself into your mouth.

“That’s it… shit. You look so pretty like this, sweetheart,” he grunts.

The volume of his moans steadily increases as you pick up the pace. One of your hands rests on his thigh, while the other moves to cup his balls. His face continues to contort in pleasure, each drag of his cock against your tongue has heat pooling in your lower belly. His thigh begins to tremble beneath your palm, and you know he’s close.

Before he reaches that precipice, he’s pulling you off him. A string of saliva drips down your chin as you practically pout up at him. Eddie laughs softly, taking your hands to help you to your feet.

“Don’t give me that look, baby,” he cradles your face in his palms. “I just don’t want this to end yet.”

The male leans forward, capturing your lips with his own. He begins to walk you backwards until you bump into the kitchen table, only pulling away to lift the sleep shirt over your head. Eddie guides your panties down your thighs and helps you step out of the fabric.

“Lay back for me, pretty girl,” while you raise an eyebrow at his request, a playful smile graces over his features, and that dimple makes an appearance.

Eddie carefully lifts you again, and you hiss quietly as the cool wood of the table touches your overheated skin.

“It’s my turn to worship you,” he asserts.

Eddie then kisses the tip of your nose before coaxing you to lay back against the hard surface. A small shiver runs through you as he leans over you, the light above the stove bathing the kitchen in a warm, yellow hue. It casts an almost halo-like glow around his silhouette, he looks like an angel.

His head dips, kissing along your collarbone and your breath begins to pick up in your chest. He can feel your heart racing beneath his lips, which spurs him on further. Those same lips graze over the swell of your breasts, his tongue swirling around the stiff peak. He soon switched to show the same amount of attention to the other.

But Eddie doesn’t stop there, allowing his lips to travel over the stretch marks that zigzagged across your lower tummy and hips.

Your own set of battle scars, while different from his— only made you more beautiful in his eyes.

He could tell from the change in your breathing that you were nervous, hands pushing his long curls back from his face. While his body had changed, so had yours. Growing a little version of the two of you had widened your hips, thighs. The raised stripes along your skin was something you were still getting used to.

Despite knowing how much he adored you, that little voice in the back of your head continued to tell you that you weren't as desirable as you used to be. That he wouldn’t want you in the same way he used to, your body was too different. Eddie notices the far off look in your eyes, and he already knows the reason for it.

But he wouldn’t let you dwell on those thoughts for long.

“So goddamn gorgeous…” he nuzzles his face into your stomach, blowing raspberries against your skin. The brunette grins at you as you giggle softly, “That’s my girl.”

He slowly crawls on top of you, resting his palms on either side of your head before slotting himself in between your open thighs. His thumb brushes over your lower lip, his dark eyes beginning to melt your remaining defenses.

You reach between your bodies to grasp his shaft, lining him up with your entrance. He sinks in slowly, savoring the way your warm walls envelop him fully. Once he’s fully seated at your deepest point, his head drops. Forehead resting against your own as you wrap your legs around his waist.

Eddie gives an experimental thrust forward, his cock dragging against your walls in such a delicious manner. The feeling has you whining softly, clutching onto him as he fills you to the brim with each gentle rock of his hips. The table beneath you creaks in protest, but the sound only encourages him to go deeper— faster.

Determined to watch you fall apart beneath him.

And when his cock hits that perfect spot that has you keening aloud, he presses his lips to yours to silence you. You can feel him everywhere, body completely molded against yours. So much so that you can’t tell where you begin and he ends.

Eddie can feel the way you start to tremble beneath him, your manicured nails digging harshly into his biceps. Just another way that you’ve marked him as your own. His lips soon detach from your own, trailing down your jaw to the hollow of your throat.

It’s been far too long since you’ve been like this, between his long hours at the shop and taking care of your newborn baby… you haven’t been able to have this time together.

So as much as you both would love to do this for hours, your bodies clearly have other plans.

Another whimper of his name has his cock twitching inside you, his thrusts beginning to pick up speed as your walls clamp down harder around him.

“You gonna make me a daddy again, angel?” he pants into your damp skin, the question being the thing to finally push you over the edge.

You cry out incoherent babbles of his name and exclamations as your body shakes. Stars dancing behind your eyes when they squeeze shut. Curses tumble from his mouth when you feel him spill inside you, continuing to rock his hips until the exhaustion finally overtakes him.

Eddie all but collapses onto you, sweaty and spent. You giggle when he nips at your shoulder, lifting his head to regard you with the sleepiest of expressions.

But that peace doesn’t last long.

The phone rings suddenly, a shrill sound makes you wince. A loud wail soon follows, both sounds piercing your ears. You both are scrambling off the table in a flurry of limbs.

“Can you go get her, please?” you groan, pulling your discarded shirt over your head before you reach for the receiver.

Eddie haphazardly pulls his boxers back up his legs before he rushes down the hall toward your crying infant.

“Hello?”

You can’t hide the bitterness from flooding your tone, knowing sleep wouldn’t be coming for quite some time now that your daughter was awake again.

“You need to come back to Hawkins… now.”

You would recognize Robin’s voice anywhere, but the urgency in her tone has your brows scrunching in confusion.

You grip the phone tighter in your palm, “Why? Rob, what's going on?”

It’s silent for a beat, only the sounds of her shuddered breathing on the other end of the line.

“He’s back.”

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[babyjakes]

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | mutual masturbation

pairing | best friend!ransom drysdale x reader

warnings | very innocent!reader, bordering on little!reader. soft!ran <333 specifically soft for reader. ddlg undertones tbh (no use of the word daddy but ran is daddy af and also tells reader to "be a big girl" multiple times.) reader is having orgasm troubles/anxiety. mutual masturbation (clit rubbing, jerking off through pants.) subtle humiliation vibes (not verbalized.) praise and encouragement. delayed orgasm. he steps in and helps/finishes her off. he also comes in his pants lol. they come together! :D

word count | 886

it all starts when he overhears you on the phone with your friend, admitting you’ve never been able to make yourself come 😭

it somehow leads to him laying you out on your bed, tugging playfully at your jean shorts. “c’mon, baby. i promise, i wont make it weird. i just wanna help you”

and he’s your beeeest friend, your very best friend in the whole wide world, and you know he’s got plenty of experience and knowledge when it comes to this sort of thing, so you try to swallow down your humiliation and go along with it

he kneels attentively in front of you as you rest back against your pillows, shyly pulling off your bottoms. he chuckles sympathetically at your cute little pastel panties with your favorite cartoon characters on them. if it were any other girl, he'd probably make fun of them, but you've always been a sweet innocent baby in his eyes so he can't help but find it endearing 💕💕

"c'mon, cutie. don't be shy, it's just me" you try to remember that he's right; it's just your ran, your safe, wonderful ran, who you've known your whole life

you squeeze your knees together as you pull off your panties. ransom's surprisingly patient with you, "let me see, silly. can you show me how you've been doing it? i can't help unless i know what the problem is"

it takes a bit more coaxing before your knees finally fall to either side of you, revealing your perfect little petals which instantly have ran giving you the biggest heart eyes 🥺💖 "oh baby, you're so pretty down there. aww, are you a little wet, sweetheart? it's okay, don't be embarrassed" as you're squirming softly in front of him

your hands are so clumsy as you try to figure out where to even begin. he's right: you're wet (though you swear this isn't turning you on!!!) your fingers fumble around as you lamely begin poking and prodding at your leaky hole

ran raises an eyebrow at you, not sure whether or not you're playing dumb or just really this clueless. "that's it?" he asks in disbelief, clearly not impressed. you sigh, trying not to hide your face in your hands from embarrassment. "what about your clit?" noticing how you immediately grow more squirmy at his question, he calls your bluff- "come on, y/n. be a big girl and show me" 🥲🥲

you finally bring one hand up to begin rubbing carefully over your little button. you fail to hold in a soft gasp at the sudden rush of pleasure, earning a smile from the man sitting in front of you. "there you go. keep going, princess," he encourages you

as the warm, fuzzy feelings grow, you find the courage to spread yourself out a little with your other hand, giving you better access to your swelling bundle of nerves. ran's grin grows as he watches it growing and pulsating beneath your rubs

"shit, sweetheart. so fucking cute when you play with yourself like that," he curses softly, bringing one of his own hands down to begin palming himself through his pants. seeing him getting worked up by you only turns you on more. you don't even notice when your juices begin leaking down onto your bedsheets 🥲

you become more vocal, holding back fewer of your sweet little moans and whimpers. the noises you're making are clearly driving ran crazy, his pace over his impressive bulge quickening as his face flushes red. "fuck, just like that. keep rubbing that pretty little button for me, baby. look at you, you're fucking soaked"

your fingers grow faster over your throbbing clit, your breaths becoming more labored as you feel pressure beginning to build in your tummy. as soon as you recognize what's about to happen, a familiar sense of doubt hits you as your motions begin to falter. "r-ran," you choke out, big eyes looking up at him for help.

he's immediately leaning down with a worried look on his face, quickly recognizing the problem. "no, no baby, it's okay," he tries to cheer you on, "just keep going, you're almost there"

"can't do it," you frown as your poor clit twitches helplessly after being abandoned so abruptly

"yeah you can, come on. let me help," you can't even think to speak up or stop him before he's reaching down, using his own fingers to resume the stimulation. for whatever reason, you lay back and take it. "spread yourself open for me, sweetheart. just like you did before, there," he hums in approval as your hands fumble to do as he instructed. he keeps his pace steady over your hardened nub, watching as you quickly near the edge once more

"now come on, baby. be a big girl and come for me," with him towering over you, one hand gripping himself shamelessly through his pants while the other works your burning button just right, he's able to coax an orgasm out of you with just a simple command

"there it is, that's my girl," he's beaming proudly as you're finally given your release. the sight of you losing control under his simple touch and order is too much for him to handle; he comes right there in his jeans with a loud groan 😌

[littlepadika]

Good Man

warnings: no outbreak daddy Joel, ddlg, fem little 🙇‍♀️ , discussion of age play, meanie shamers, bad words

notes: based on an angsty dream i had. i needed daddy comfort 😭 idk if anyone reads daddy joel anymore but i hope you likie ❤️ 💕

"And he wanted me to call him daddy!" Your friend, Steph, shrieked causing everyone at the table to laugh. Everyone except for you who had been enjoying the story up until this point. Now you chewed your lip.

"I hate that, honestly." Your other friend, Olivia, said. "It's gross. Like... it's just gross."

You feel your face heat up. You try to think of something to say some retort.

"It's these older men who get off on it." Steph agreed. "It's like why can't they date women their own age. They're creeps"

"I don't know guys it's kind of hot." Elise, sitting to your right, leans forward and wiggles her eyebrows. You feel a bit of relief.

"Ew!" Steph laughed.

"I mean- like sexually. Not like all the time. That's too weird for me." And the relief was gone

"What do you think?" Elise turns to you.

You feel your face grow hot. Your brain already felt fuzzy from worrying about what to say. None of them knew about Joel. They knew you were with someone older but the nature of your relationship was totally private.

"I think- I think it's fine. If that's what people like and they consent to it."

"So diplomatic." Olivia snickered. "We know you like them older."

You know it was said in fun but you felt your eyes sting with frustrated tears. You honestly didn't know where all this emotion was coming from. But it was almost like a rejection of you, even if they didn't know. If you ever thought you could confide in them now you know you can't.

"I mean... they're kinda taking advantage of you. Like you have to wonder...like it's one step away from a ped-" Steph crossed her arms.

"Steph!" Elise glared at her.

"Bathroom." You stood up and bolted as fast as you could. You hated that you cried from frustration. Like the moment you need to speak up your tears get in the way. You text Joel to come pick you up.

You know they are talking about you when you get back because they immediately stop talking and plaster on cheery smiles.

"Hey! Should we get another round." You can tell Steph feels bad for her words.

"That's okay i'm going to head home."

"I'm sorry."

"Yeah we got carried away-obviously you aren't- you know-"

"It's fine." You looked away "I was feeling off anyways."

Joel pulls up a few minutes later. You just want to run into his arms and cry but you know your friends are still watching you leave.

"Just drive." You mumble as soon as the door is shut.

"Have fun?" Joel asks, squeezing your leg with his free hand.

And you instantly burst into tears before you can get your seatbelt on.

"Oh dear." He pulls into a parking space at the back of the lot. "What-what?" He cups your face in his big hands. "Petal talk to me..." His big brown eyes search your face, seeing the softness in your eyes and pouty bottom lip. "Oh baby..." He helps you scoot over into his lap and you cry into his neck. In his mind he's trying to think of anything that may be causing this but he just lets you cry.

"D-daddy..." You cry.

"I'm here, petal. I gotcha." He strokes your head. Inhaling his scent and feeling his big strong arms made you even more mad at what your friends said. Joel was not a bad man. He was your daddy there was no other way to sum up what he meant to you. Safety, protection, acceptance, strength... When you quieted down he peels your face off him and wipes your tears.

"Can you talk to daddy? Hmm? Can you find that big girl voice?"

You try to speak but it just comes out like a whimper.

"Aw I know... you can do it. Let's take a deep breath all the way... yeah... let that big girl voice come back to you..." you have to take your big girl breaths a couple of time before you finally speak.

"Dey-dey said" You sniffle "daddies are bad men."

"Your friends?" Joe felt his heart sink.

"Mhm dey said you were a- a- creep. And I was gross. But you aren't daddy!" You grip his shirt fiercly "You aren't!"

"I'm sorry you had to hear that baby." His heart just aches in his chest. "Some people are too small minded to imagine anythin' different than what they have. They don't understand it, petal."

"But why?"

"It's just how they live their life. Don't know nothin' else." He knows the feeling all too well. How many times has he had to endure awkward conversations about his relationship with you. He got on daddy sites secretly and always felt wrong doing it. But something changed once he started establishing a real relationship with you. Pure love. And so much more than he thought.

"I didn't tell them daddy but i wanted to. I wanted to tell dem you were a good man."

"It's okay baby." Joel smiled.

"No, daddy!" You insisted, cupping his face and looking very serious. "You are a good man."

"Th-Thank you, petal." Joel felt himself tear up a little at your sincerity. Because some days it didn't feel like it. You only got a taste of the hate in the world you had no idea. And Joel was doing his damndest to keep it from you. "You're a good girl. Such a good girl..."

It was so easy at home to just let go and be what each other needed. But the rest of the world wasn't ready for it.

"I don wanna be secret." You confess in a small voice, tears coming back anew but this time they felt different. "I don't wanna be..." you search for the word but couldn't come up with it.

"I know... we'll find a place where we can be ourselves. I swear to you, baby." Joel promises into your hair. He promised himself he would find more members of the community so you would find friendship and acceptance. So he would, too.

"I love you daddy."

"I love you too petal. Loud and proud." He kisses you gently.

~~~~~~~

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Hiii pookieeee,how has life been treating you lately?🫶🏻

I'm the anonymous who asked for the first tit fic with Cillian🤭I love that there are so many of us who are obsessed with boobs, they are actually great🙂‍↕️🤍

Also today i'm a birthday girl🥳so if you have time and want could you write something about sugar daddy! Cillian spoiling his baby on his birthday,pls🙏🏻🤭🤍

As always, I send you all my love and I hope you have the sweetest days ahead!!!🫂💌

Hi lovely! Happy birthday 💕 I hope it’s a good one and that you get to see some boobs! We love boobs around here! All of them!

Tw: public fingering, ddlg vibes! Not proofread

“Good mornin baby.” His voice was almost in a whisper as his lips pressed into your shoulder blade. You were sound asleep until that moment. A small “hmm” left your lips as you stretched out your limbs.

“Mornin.” You whispered back slowly coming to life. Cillian pulled you closer until your back was against his bare chest.

“How’d you sleep?”

“Not too bad.”

The two of you laid silently for a little before he rubbed your sides making you turn to face him. He kissed the top of your head sweetly before pulling off the covers and standing up. You laid down in his spot and snuggled into the warmth.

“Oh no baby girl, can’t sleep yer birthday away.” He grabbed your hand and tried to pull you up but you were being stubborn about it. Cillian arched his eyebrow before he walked away for a moment only to come back with something behind his back.

“What are you hiding?” You asked as he stood there with a smirk on his face.

“Gotta get outta bed if ya wanna see!” He watched as you turned on the bed. You enjoyed the warmth of the bed but you wanted to see what he was hiding. With a soft sigh you dragged yourself over to him and stood in front of him. Cillian pulled a small box from behind his back and handed it to you. After carefully taking it in your hands you opened it slowly only to let out a small gasp when you seen it.

“Cillian! It’s beautiful.” You pulled the silver necklace out of the box and held it up to see the little “C” charm dangling off of it. You could feel a tear wanting to spill down your cheek but you couldn’t cry yet. He brushed your hair out of the way so he could help you put on the necklace and once it was around your neck the two of you smiled before sharing a soft yet passionate kiss.

“And that’s just one gift.” Cillian whispered against your lips as your hands ran over his bare chest.

“You got me more than one? Daddy! You shouldn’t have.” Part of you felt a little guilty for him spending his money on you but you knew he’d tell you not to worry and that’s it’s okay!

“It’s yer birthday , of course I gotta spoil you.” Cillian wrapped his arms around you before walking with you to the bathroom. In order for him to continue with the spoiling the two of you had to get ready for the day which meant sharing a nice warm shower. He loved showering with you, it was an intimate way to be close without having sex, well sometimes there was sex!

Cillian had also got you some new things for the bathroom such as new body wash, a new shower caddy and once you stepped out of the shower you seen the new bathrobe on the back of the door! The fun part was that it was a matching set so you two now had matching bathrobes! It wasn’t even noon yet and he had already spoiled you since you weren’t use to someone going all out for you.

“So pretty girl…” he pulled his shirt on over his head as you hooked your bra on and adjusted it just right. “Where am I takin ya shoppin hmm?” Cillian watched as you put on that red sweater of yours that was low cut and showed your cleavage off .

“Youre taking me shopping? I thought we were just going on a walk around the neighborhood.” You pulled up your pants and buttoned them before you felt his hands on your shoulders.

“We can do dat when we get home after shoppin.” He kissed your cheek. A soft warm fuzzy feeling ran through your nervous system making you blush. The two of you finished getting ready and made your way out into the world. He took you to the street full of little shops that contained a lot mom and pop shops, antiques , a few candy stores and surprisingly an adult store.

“Let’s go in here!” You squeezed his hand that was full of bags containing one full of candles, another had some vintage decor, two bags of different types of candy a lot of which was considered exotic since it was shipped from a different country. You got a lot of stuff that reminded you of home and it warmed Cillians heart to see how excited you were about it.

“You wanna go in the adult store? I’m surprised we didn’t go here first.” He chuckled as you walked into the store. It was small but it had everything you could think of! Lingerie, costumes, dildos, condoms of all sorts from flavored to glow in the dark, vibrators, paddles, collars and even old porn from the eighties ! It made you giggle which made Cillian stay close behind you especially when he seen how another man was looking at you.

“Daddy!” You gasped as the white lingerie covered in pink and red hearts that was a full set that came with white fish nets! “I want it!” You pouted your bottom lip.

“Of course baby girl, grab it. Ya can model it fer me later.” He winked as you grinned ear to ear!

“And this!” You held up a pretty red collar that had a rhinestone heart in the middle. Cillian nodded along before the two of you made your way to the counter. After the two of you made your way out and back onto the streets you found yourself looking at Cillian in a new light. He really did care about you and your happiness.

“Do ya still wanna go shopping or is there anything else ya’d like ta do?”.

“I want to go home and cuddle.” You kissed his cheek as he readjusted all the bags on his arms before he nodded. The two of you got situated to the car and as he loaded up the car you stood there biting your lip running your hands over your body which he watched from the corner of his eye.

“Are ya sure ya just wanna cuddle baby?” He closed the door and pinned you against the side of the car. You pulled him in close by his shirt before crashing your lips into his making him groan as you pushed your hips against his. His hands moved down your body until he found the button on your pants and quickly undid them before shoving his hand down into your panties.

“Daddy!” You whined but his free hand quickly covered your mouth.

“Shh baby! I know you like the attention but we can’t get caught. I’ll finger ya right here right now! But ya gotta be a good girl and be quiet. It is a public parking garage after all.” Cillian whispered into your ear with a rasp in his voice that made you clench around his fingers. His fingers pumped in and out of your folds slowly while you spread your legs just enough to make it more pleasurable. Cillian watched how your eyes went from innocent to lustful in seconds as he worked his fingers in and out of you. The sounds of your wetness echoed throughout the garage which made it that more exciting. You whined against his hand as he kissed along the side of your neck making sure to nip and bite so everyone knew who you belonged too.

“Yer gonna cum aren’t ya baby girl? Yeah? Gonna be a big girl and cum for me hmm? Do it, soak daddy’s fingers , go on be a good girl …”

You whined loudly into his hand as you bucked your hips faster into his hand that was deep inside of your pussy.

“Oh that’s a good girl yeah! The way you’re clenching my fingers! My good girl!” He coaxed you through your orgasm that had your eyes rolling back and hips shaking. You gripped tightly onto his arms as your knees went weak until your orgasm has finished. Cillian waited a moment before pulling his fingers out carefully. The two of you smiled at each other while he licked his fingers cleaned before getting you back together.

Once the two of you made it home neither of you wasted a moment of getting the bags, running inside and making your way to the bedroom. For once you finally had what you wanted on your birthday: someone who actually loved you for you.

[nkogneatho]

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[andy-clutterbuck]

9x01 | requested by Anonymous

[danikamariewrites]

can you please write something DDLG with Azzie where reader is sick. Just pure fluff, reader is so sad and whiny and teary eyed and Az is babying her beyond believe, feeding her milk, bathing her, swaddling and cradling her when she’s crying and feeling sorry for herself, just loads and loads of fluff,

I love everything you write, every morning the first thing I do is check to see if you’ve posted, I wish I was exaggerating love you! 🤍🤍🤍

Holding You While You’re Sick

Ddlg!Azriel x reader

A/n: he would baby you sm like way more than he usually does. Thank you anon you have no idea how happy that makes me 🥹💕💕

Warnings: ddlg, daddy kink, fluff, sick reader

Azriel woke up to your constant sniffling and dry coughs. He sat up to turn you on your side. His brow furrowed as your breathing stuttered, your chest moving up and down quickly.

He pulled you into a sitting position against his chest and held the back of his hand to your forehead. Mother above you are burning up. You had only been this sick one time before thirty years ago. This was going to be rough, you didn’t do well being sick.

You stirred, wincing as shivers run through your body. Letting out a groan you blink your eyes open and look up at Azriel. You turned to bury your face in his chest. “Daddy it hurts.” Azriel brings a hand to rest in your hair. “I know princess, I know. But I’ll take care of you.”

You are sweating buckets so Azriel’s first mission is to get you into a cold bath. He knew you’d fight him on it but your fever needs to go down. “We gotta get you into the bath princess. It’s going to be cold but you have to, ok.” You let out a small whine but don’t put up a fight when he carries you to the bathroom. You don’t have the strength.

He held your head as he dipped your hair in the water, washed your body and hair, and continuously dripped the cool water on your forehead. You shivered violently. Your teeth chattering. “Can I get out yet?” “Just a few more minutes princess then you can.”

When he pulls you out he takes a warm towel he put near the fire and dries you off. Azriel picks you up and brings you back to bed dressing you in comfy clothes. He makes sure you have your favorite hoodie of his and your favorite fuzzy socks.

Wrapping you in blankets Azriel kisses your forehead. Not only as a display of affection but to check your temperature again. Still too warm. “I’ll be right back princess.”

Minutes later Azriel comes back with a box of tissues, a glass of water, and two slices of toast. You weakly reach out to him making grabby hands. “Please come back to bed. I need you daddy.” Azriel pouts at you, climbing back into bed and lifting you in his lap.

You snake your hands up his shirt to absorb his warmth. He cradles your head with one hand and rubs your back with the other.

As tears escape your eyes from the pain in your sinus he wipes them from your cheeks. When you have to blow your nose he holds the tissue up for you. When you’re thirsty or hungry Azriel feeds you your toast and holds the glass up to your lips. “Baby sips princess. And baby bites, I don’t want your tummy to get upset.”

After an afternoon nap Azriel gives you a tonic from Madja to help bring down your fever. It was a fight to make you take the tonic but you eventually gave in after Azriel coaxed you to.

That night Azriel stayed up as you slept in his arms. He knew you’d wake him up or the bond would alert him if you did. And you knew to wake him up if you needed anything.

He didn’t have to stay up. You would be fine. But he wanted to see you peaceful before you woke up. Stroking your hair he placed a soft kiss on your head. “I’ll always take care of you princess. My sweet girl.”

[babyjakes]

baby duck. [blurb.]

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event | june '23 ari-themed blurb night

summary | ari's little ducky needs help drying off.

pairing | daddy!ari levinson x little!reader

warnings | sfw regression (daddy!ari and little!reader), just so fluffy :'))

word count | 398

requested by @buckyshbic | Daddy! Ari x Little!Reader with the pet name “Ducky”?? I’m thinking soft everything all the time. Sundresses and a million blankets and the best bubble baths with gentle Daddy 💕

an | aww hehe i love this request thanks for sending it in bby!!! i just love the idea of ari's little sweetheart in a cute little sundress, him calling her ducky, wrapping her up in a little towel when she gets all wet from splashing around in the rain :''') i hope you enjoy this sweet little blurb, friend!!!!

"Oh my goodness," Ari chuckles, crouching down before you as you stand on the rug in the entryway. "My silly little ducky, what happened to you? You're all wet, sweetheart." He can't help but smile at you lovingly as you grin so sweetly back at him, your hair dripping a bit from your mini adventure into the rain.

"Raining outside, Daddy," you giggle as your bare toes wiggle against the soft, fuzzy rug beneath you. "Was cold out there, can't have a picnic today," you inform him with a slight frown.

"I guess not, huh?" your daddy coos softly as he continues to smile at you. With the big, fluffy towel he grabbed from the hall closet, he gently reaches out and starts patting you dry. "Your new sundress got all wet, baby duck. We'll have to hang it up and let it dry," he laughs gently. You twist and wiggle happily as he wraps the towel around you, trying to help you dry off. "You're so silly, sweetie. Does that feel nice?"

You nod as your smile grows wider. "Fluffy, Daddy!" you beam as he brings the towel up to rub against your head gently. "Can I wear my sundress when it's sunny out again? Please, Daddy?" you ask with big, hopeful eyes.

Ari plants a kiss on your nose as he nods, "Of course you can, sweet girl. You look so darling in your new dress; Daddy can't wait to take you out when it's nice and sunny for that picnic I promised you." Noticing your shivering, he helps you begin to strip down right there in the front entryway, hoping that getting the damp garment off of you will help you warm up. "Shhh baby, you're okay," your daddy murmurs as he wraps the soft towel around your trembling form, collecting the soaked dress and bringing it over to the railing of the staircase to dry. "What do you think, little ducky?" he asks as he returns to you, lifting you up in his arms as he sneaks in another kiss on your cheek. "Would a nice, soothing bath help you warm up?"

Your face lights up at the offer of a bath. You nod eagerly as Ari grins at your enthusiastic response. "Alright, little one," he cheers as he carries you down the hall toward the bathroom. "Bath time for baby duck it is!"

[cambrysissycaptions]

I wrote this little sissy story to an Alpha BBC Daddy I’ve been talking with for years! He enjoyed it so much I thought I’d share it here! 🏳️‍⚧️♠️😳🏳️‍🌈💖💋🍆💕💁🏼‍♀️

I wanna wake up in a completely pink girly princess themed room and be handcuffed to a big pink fluffy bed with girly stuffed animals and look down to see I’m in a ridiculously over the top girly princess outfit with super girly nails and all of a sudden the door unlocks from the other side and you come in…You have a cruel grin on your face and you are holding a remote control menacingly.

“Hey princess. You got your wish! Your fate is finally sealed!”

My heart starts pounding as I realize it’s you.

“You’ve been out of consciousness for a little over a month baby girl! I can’t wait to show you all the changes I’ve made!”

You come over and unlock the handcuffs and help me out of bed. My muscles have atrophied and I am so weak I can barely stand on my own. You try and hold back a chuckle at how weak and feminine you’ve made my body but it comes out of your mouth as you help me out of bed like some little helpless teen girl.

“You’ll regain some strength in no time princess but I had to make sure we got rid of all of those yucky muscles. You’ve lost about 70 pounds my skinny little baby!”

I notice that I feel very weird and my brain feels super fuzzy. I have a strong urge to walk with my heels up as if I’m wearing stilettos and to make my wrists out and limp like some poseable doll. You laugh as you lead me over to an enormous glam mirror with pink glittery rhinestones all over it.

My heart drops into my stomach… I can barely even recognize myself.. I look like I should be in a literal dollhouse..

My face is still somewhat my face but subtle changes have made it look so much more feminine and doll like. Plump cheeks plump lips and a killer jawline. My teeth have been touched up and made hyper white. I have tits now… and big ones too but to the point where they look natural but still soooo slutty.. My curves are INSANE I look like I got send to the same place the kardashians go my hips and ass are so plump and juicy it actually starts to turn me on a little bit and that’s when it hits me….

Something’s missing..

Oh no…

Oh fuck…

“That’s right princess! The biggest surprise of all!” You grab the frilly floofy bottom of my dress and pull it up to reveal my crotch…

Flat… completely flat…

You grab my ass and squeeze and whisper in my ear “Bambi sleep” and you press a button on the remote in your hand an insanely powerful electric shock along with a vibration surges through my entire body as pain and pleasure explode from the buttplug that’s been in me all this time. I squeal like a little girl and almost pass out. The last thing I see before being carried back to my big pink bed is you leaning in for a long sexy tongue involved kiss and then the last thing I hear as I drift back to a hypno induced slumber is “I can’t wait to show the new you to that girlfriend of yours. She’s gonna love that that pathetic little worm of yours is gone forever.”

[ohbo-ohno]

Okay, so I’m not sure what AU exactly this would before because the Serial Killer Reader is definitely feels more Puppy in my eyes and not sure if the boys in the dlmliyh Au would vibe with this, but I have been thinking about them training the reader to be a kitten. Specifically where the reader is fighting against it and the boys have to get creative to get them to calm down and slip into the head space.

Now I’m sure your thoughts on drug use so ignore if your not comfortable 💕 , but them using weed to get them to slip. Them figuring it out on accident, soap smoking and making them take a pull and discovering how sensitive, cuddly and subby they get when they are high. Then maybe one day the reader is like hell no i’m not wearing a tail plug and ears. Them looking at eachother and one leaving the room to make a “special” cup of tea for the reader not telling them that it has flower in it. Chuckling to themselves as they notice it starting to have an effect, the readers brain getting fuzzy, relaxed and maybe going a bit nonverbal. All this making the little cozy cat bed the boys made for them look really welcoming. But then they feel a nice warm hand running through their hair and they are so sensitive it just feels so good. Whimpering and leaning into their touch becoming a little puddle nuzzling closer to their warmth. Relaxing deeper as their hands stroke your body, them mumbling praises “oh such a good kitten” “purr for us love”. Relaxed sighs turning into soft moans as they feel rough fingers rubbing their clit. A hand gently tilting their chin up making them look into Soaps eyes as he places the cute little ears on the readers head. So distracted by the look in his eyes and the feeling of him playing with their hair that they don’t really notice ghost shifting behind them, until he pops their tail in.

Might have gotten a bit carried away here but…

Also after this event they start referring to weed as catnip 😅

-🎃

p.s. thank you for that story rec 👀

i've recommended like three stories but i hope you mean the puppyplay sugar daddy one because it's so fucked up and i need more people to know it exists lol

i am. obsessed with this ask. im also totally gonna reveal how inexperienced with weed i am so we're just gonna pretend weed functions in the exact ways we need it to for kinky story's sake :)

johnny giving you a puff of his blunt and you take it because you're so eager to calm down, only for just that little bit to hit you like a train and make you the neediest calm little thing ever

also. oh my god. weed being used as "cat-nip" to force you into kittyplay. wowza!

yknow im usually not as into kittyplay as i am puppyplay (i like it a little meaner lol) but this ask is like a really fun brand of kittyplay. literally them drugging you (just a little!) so you behave for them? they're really just helping you, when you get all worked up you always end up needing a punishment :/ this is better, this just helps you behave

also ughhh you just being so soft and malleable, leaning into them for affection, looking up at them with big round eyes and begging for more. slow and easy sex, a nice little treat for you since you're behaving so well. taking your tail so well for them :( simon stroking from the crown of your head allll the way down to your tail, smiling at your little purrs

johnny would love it too obviously but he doesn't really get to play with you as much when you're high :/ he wants to play puppy-kitty when you're actually... y'know... willing to do more than be pampered. he wants to play wrestle, to yank your tail when you bite his hand, to make you lick his dick clean of your slick with little kitten licks

simon just reassures him that someday you won't need their help to be a kitten, they're just showing you how for now <3

[emjiroki]

Father’s Day enji 😳🫣 I’m listening 😳😳😳

Father's day for Enji 😍 my favorite Daddy (even if he's not the best father all the time lmao we make no excuses he's working on it) Let's get to something smutty 💕

18+ under the cut MINORS DNI

Warnings: Breeding kink

"Enji- fuck you're so deep" you moaned gasping as his fingers tightened around your thighs as he pressed them upward, sinking further into you.

"I know Angel, am i stirring your guts?" He said roughly, pressing a warm hand to your abdomen to feel himself fucking into you. You nod deliriously, a soft cry of his name escaping past your lips as your second orgasm of the night wracked your body.

"That's right, goddamn you're so tight" Enji groaned, a choked back growl hissing through his teeth as he thrust into just a little bit harder, fucking right up against your cervix. You could tell by the way his cock twitched inside of you and the ragged grunts and pants huffing from his chest that he was close, you wanted so desperately to lock your legs around him and keep him inside of you.

"Enji- pl-please cum inside of me, want you to fill me up" you pleaded as your toes curled, your third orgasm creeping up on the still lingering aftershocks from the second as you leaked around him and soaked the spot on the sheets beneath you.

"Need to pull out, you don't want to get pregnant do you?" He asked with a chuckle, the light sound bleeding off into a more guttural rumbling, his hips stuttering. You felt when he was about to cum, locking your legs around his waist and doing your best to hold him in place, shuttering as you felt his warm release shooting in strong spurts deep inside of you. His face was flushed a dark pink as you smiled up at him coyly, as if you didn't do what you did. You were surprised a little when he smiled back, the pitch of his lips almost feral.

"You're in for it now, love" he murmured deeply, pressing a hot lingering kiss to your ankle. You were about to ask him what he meant when he gripped one hand against your thigh and wrapped his arm around your back and flipped you both over so that you were straddling him, your hands splayed out across his chest for support. He pulled you down closer to press his lips to yours, a low groan bubbling up as you pressed your tongue in against his own. You felt his hand go up to fist into your hair, threading it through his fingers and tugging lightly to pull you back.

"Want to fill you up until I break this pretty little cunt" Enji murmured against the hallow of your throat, the hand still on your thigh beginning to move you up and down along his cock, the mixture of your releases spilling out to pool where you were still connected and making the mess even stickier.

"Please yes," you pleaded digging your nails into his chest as he fucked up into you, nudging against the soft spot deep inside that had your brain fuzzy and your eyes crossing, "I-I need it, need all of it"

He growled, a shuttering moan spilling past his lips as he moved his hands around to grip your ass and bounce you against him even harder, "you'll get everything I have, and more".

♡♡♡♡♡

It really didn't come as much of a surprise when you showed him the three different positive pregnancy tests a little over a month later ♡

[lola-andheruniverse]

WIP Saturday - Caryl Fanfiction Rec

So..I've changed my saturday theme! My main focus with this project is to shed some light to amazing caryl writers and their work over the years. I intended to recommend only finished stories, but then I thought about all those WIP fics, old and new, that are amazing and love-deserving even if not finished and decided to dedicate our saturdays to them.

To open our #wip saturday tag, I'd like to present you All Living Things by @shimmershae [9Lives].

Summary: Daryl read somewhere once that dogs were like toddlers. 

Rating: T / Teen and Up Audiences Word count: 1979 (1 chapter of ?) Published: September 03, 2018 - WIP

With only one chapter published, right from the start, it's clear how adorable of a story this fic is. Basically, AU Daryl adopts a dog that gives him lots of headaches LOL Important detail: our author wrote this before Daryl ever got Dog on the show and, oh my, she was spot on describing him as a 'pet daddy'. This adoption may or may not be how Daryl get to know Carol (and Sophia)!...For now, we can only imagine how it would happen. Shae did left a note saying it would be a short story, with just a couple of chapters, so maybe one day we will get the rest of it. Anyway, even if its never finished, believe me, this fic deserves to be read. It will give you warm fuzzy feelings and put a smile on your face. And, for me, that's what the caryl fandom is all about. Don't forget to leave a nice review to the author. Feedback equals love and all caryl writers deserve it, doesn't matter if they are currently active in the fandom or not! 💕

[macawritesupdates]

Aww loved the latest prompt chapter so much I'm a big sucker for Yuuji naming a kid after his grandfather it gets me feeling all warm and fuzzy every time. I won't lie I think having an adorable little paradox child running through the timeline causing problems is karma for Sukuna, I hope all of his children are little rascals all their lives. May they all be even bigger brats than their daddy, and may they all have him wrapped around their little fingers. Sukuna telling the kids Yuuji took his other set of arms because he was bad is the funniest thing. I love the thought of him being kind of a silly dad with his kids 10/10. I grew up in a family with multiple speech language pathologists so unfortunately reading little Wasuke's sound substations sent me into multiple flash backs of my mother talking about how she thought my childhood sound substations were super cute but she was always praying that I'd get past them quickly because she specialized in helping the elderly and didn't know pediatric speech therapy techniques so she would have had to ask a colleague for help which would have been super embarrassing to her. Imagine the child of a speech therapist needing speech therapy (I did in fact grow out of the sound substations normally). See I probably spent way too long trying to remember my childhood lectures on speech development instead of focusing on the fluff, lol (side note speech therapists are trained to decide on the best course of action for their patients and stick to it and fight hard for what they think is best which has the fun side effect of making them super stubborn at times if you ever want entertainment get two of them to argue about something they do not back down (at least all the ones I know don't. I can't speak for all of them)). As you can probably guess I really liked the chapter but it sure brought up some memories ok enough reminiscing back to what you wrote. Gojo gets brownie points for being smart enough to ask little Wasuke people's names to figure out who his parents were good choice. Nobbie is an adorable nickname I'm so glad that she's clearly still good friends with Yuuji in the future 💖. Poor Megumi getting roasted huh you would think he'd have grown out of the need to summon at the drop of a hat but nope apparently he does it enough for it to be his defining feature in little Wasuke's eyes. I hope he uses his summons as free baby sitters, imagine the great general adapting vocal cords so it could sing baby shark to the kids (this may seem sweet but its actually an act of strategic psychology warfare against Sukuna by ensuring he'll never escape that song). At the very least, he could call up a bunch of bunnys for the children to run around with to tire them out a bit when they're being rowdy so he can put them down for a nap. Future Wasuke what a cutie is that poor boy trying to keep track of all his past paradoxes so he can go save himself that sounds like so much work good luck little guy. I won't lie time travel paradoxes break my brain a bit kinda glad this is just a one shot so I don't have to think about it too much 😅. Sukuna getting offended at the thought that he couldn't be a good dad was funny love that man. Man all Yuuji's friends handled the fact that he's going to have kids with Sukuna super well that's sweet. Yuuji now gets to tell future Wasuke that he loved him and thought he was adorable even before he was born ❤️💖💓💞💕❤️. Very nice thank you for writing and sharing with us 😀 😊 ☺️ 😄.

Glad you enjoyed! Have a few of these little family prompts to come through, so perhaps more little Wasuke in the future lol Time paradoxes use to confuse me until I realize you just have to complete the circle on them, aka making sure it all happens in the right sequences XD Older Wasuke is so desperate to keep track of it all... working double time!

It was a fun little write as it is fun to write family fics like this <3 makes me excited for when some of my long fics get to this point just for the fluff <3

Thank you so much for the long comments! I love reading them and really enjoyed getting all those little tidbits!< 3

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