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genericpuff · 18 days

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CHAD ANON-

Alright so I've been meaning to post about this for a couple days, but we gotta talk about what's been going on in the /r/webtoons subreddit the last couple days.

Every now and then, the heavens part and an anonymous creator will descend with their experiences with Webtoons. And they're almost never good. And that's good in the long run, because that means we have more ammunition to support Webtoons being an ass platform that benefits no one :))

Obviously the anons here are risking a lot posting this sort of stuff, so before I go ahead, let it be known that I'm gonna try and keep speculating to a minimum and just touch on what anon has provided. When it comes down to it, this post hasn't been verified in any way, so it might not even be 100% real, though there's a lot of evidence to suggest it is based on the responses from other users that validate many of the points anon makes.

I will also mention that any opinion I have regarding the contract outside of what's been provided by anon is from reading other accounts from creators who have spoken up and just generally being a community member for a long time who's been around the bend and heard a lot of shit from Originals creators. I am not an Originals creator and I have never been offered any of these contracts.

So let's get into this!

The contract 'evolving' over time was definitely something that a lot of us were at least semi-aware of, as it seems that a lot has changed since 2020 as verified by many creators who have spoken up on their contracts (or at least said what they could in light of the NDA's that WT uses to prevent them from saying anything). But I had no idea the extent to how far WT was going with it, how much they were trying to get away with. Automatically having the ability to buy 100% of the creator's IP? That is a huge, massive no-no. I've had some creators heavily imply to me in the past that they've sold off portions of their IP, but WT being given the automatic pass to buy 100% is severely unethical.

For anyone out of the loop, IP means Intellectual Property. It means whatever content is being made, it belongs to the person making it. Lore Olympus is Rachel Smythe's IP. City of Blank is 66's IP. Of course, copyright law gets dicier when it comes to stuff like fair use, trademarking, etc. but for the sake of this topic, IP just means "if you made it, you own it". Webtoons typically buys digital print rights, meaning if you sign on as an Originals, that means you can only post that comic that you sold to the Originals section. It doesn't mean you can't use other platforms for other comics, just that for the comic you sold, you have to post exclusively to Webtoons.

Webtoons is essentially trying to take that from creators by going "if you sign on as an Originals creator, you don't just lose your distribution rights, you lose all of your rights." They might still be able to run Canvas comics separate from Originals, but whatever they sold to Originals is no longer theirs to own. And the kicker is that it's, of course, for a very low fee. Buying out 100% of someone's IP should NOT come cheap, but WT is undoubtedly offering pennies in the hope that someone bites for that 'exclusive' Originals offer.

This. This is a big one. I'm not a lawyer, but I'm pretty sure this is massively ILLEGAL.

Just like with the IP rights, creators should not automatically have their printing rights taken from them by a digital publisher. They can make offers, sure, but they can't force creators into giving up their rights for physical publishing when they themselves are not a physical publishing house. Some series do get physical prints through other publishers like Random House (ex. LO) but a digital printing platform should NOT be able to restrict the printing rights of a creator who has only sold their series for the purpose of digital distribution. Especially because, again, printing rights are usually sold for massive gains for the person selling them - not a portion of month's rent for people living in a shitty New York apartment in 2024. That is what Webtoons thinks your printing rights are worth.

This is one that I've been very certain of for the past little while, particularly due to my past discussions regarding LO's merch. Because let's face it... it isn't good.

But I don't hold Rachel accountable for this shit because she's not the one making it, it's almost certainly some in-house designer at Webtoons or some other third party through Random House Worlds. Sure, it says "By Rachel Smythe" but that's more so just for marketing at this point, because no one wants to buy merch made by Chuck the Penguin House merch guy.

Remember when I said LO's partnership with Inklore / Random House Worlds was gonna be purely for cheap merchandise in the realm of cookbooks and card decks?

Yeah.

Point is, it's clear a lot of creators who are part of Webtoons' merch program may not even have any say or choice in the matter. Of course, I don't know what Rachel's contracts specifically are like, so I won't speculate on that too much, but there's a lot of evidence to suggest that she may not own as much of LO as she used to. She was definitely a part of the older contracts from 2018 at one point that didn't have the more predatory tacked on bullshit like the Minimum Revenue Threshold, but... she's renewed her contract since then. So it begs the question of how much LO has suffered not just on her account of being bad at managing a team and writing a long-form story, but at the hands of Webtoons dipping too much of their hands into her work.

Oh look, another highly unethical if not outright illegal thing! Digital print publishers can't be your agent! Repeat after me -digital print publishers CANNOT be your agent! As anon explains here, it would make it far too easy for publishers to steer their creators into directions that only benefit the company. Agents are like lawyers for artists, their job is to protect writers, actors, artists, anyone who's trying to enter some kind of media industry. Most publishing agencies won't take unsolicited manuscripts for publishing, which means writers need agents who are willing to vouch for them and help them connect with publishers. Webtoons being the publisher AND the agent for creators... seriously, that's fucked up. It means Webtoons can direct creators to do whatever benefits the company itself, not the creator. But hey, we already knew that was the case as soon as we saw "Webtoon would be able to automatically buy 100% of your IP" LOL But if you needed more to support the sheer predatory audacity of Webtoons as a company, there it is.

This is the sad reality for a lot of content creators. Comics aren't a new industry, but webcomics are and a lot of the people going into them are either extremely young or just never learned how to navigate the professional world. We talked about this issue last week and now here it is in action - a lot of creators don't even realize they're supposed to hire lawyers for contracts like these, and those who do... can't afford them.

And again, I'm very aware that this reddit post isn't exactly substantiated by anything beyond anon anecdote (such as a copy of the actual contract) but a couple other people in the thread who were offered contracts also came forward to express the similarities - and differences - between what they were offered and what OP was offered.

(these responses are actually gone now but that's why we have the power of screenshotting as the thread was happening LMAO yay me)

This thread is also being discussed on Twitter:

For those who are as old and falling apart as I am (/hj) and remember when Youtube was still coming into its own as a platform, what Webtoons is doing to webcomic creators is very similar to what businesses like MakerStudios did to Youtubers back in the day - signing creators into predatory contracts with the promise of fame and fortune, just to pull the rug out from under them with shit pay, shit management, and less perks than they had just doing it all on their own time and dime.

Webcomics, as a blooming industry, are now going through the same problem as Youtube did back in the late 2000's/early 2010's. No one knows how to navigate the industry. A lot of people and businesses don't even know how to profit off it, at least not sustainably (and for some platforms definitely not ethically). Very few people have come out of this industry with the money and fame they were seeking in the long-term, both because it's easy to burn out quickly but also because there is no long-term yet due to this being such a new industry... and those who have come out with those victories are often people who are still just pursuing the traditional comic publishing ways of glory, by seeking out agents, signing print deals, and doing everything that any other freelance or contracted comic creator would do, because it's safer and offers more structure than what webcomics are offering on their own. There are no regulations, no protections in place looking out for creators, it's basically just a free for all of young people looking to monetize their creations and businesses willing to take advantage of those people for a quick buck.

I don't think any of this means that webcomics have to be exclusively relegated to being a "stepping stone" for traditional print comics or grander media like film and television. They're a medium in and of themselves, a very accessible medium to boot, that welcomes anyone regardless of their status, technical skills, or background. They're wonderful for that and I think more people should be willing to give webcomics a try as a medium if they want to express themselves on their own terms.

But as I've talked about in the past time and time again, there's still going to be a separation between doing webcomics as a passion project or a hobby, and doing them as a profession. When it comes to the latter, you have to be willing to treat it professionally. You have to recognize that there will be those out there who will take advantage of you for money, because that's what the professional world is all about. This is unfortunately something a lot of creators just don't realize, because we're going through those same growing pains a lot of Youtubers have gone through (and still go through) - learning how to navigate our passion as a job, with all of the legal mess, dotted lines, and legal stipulations that come with it. And we're in the midst of that learning now, by seeing the actions of companies like Webtoons that only seek to exploit creators rather than foster them. It unfortunately will take more creators getting screwed over before anything changes. But we have to be willing to talk about it, every single time. We have to be willing to separate the creator and their own faults from the faults of the platform that's hosting them - a creator can be both lacking in their own skills as a creator as well as lacking in support which makes it impossible for them to hone those skills.

And yes, I say all of this because it concerns the criticisms I make of creators like Rachel Smythe. I think there are a lot of things she does that are indicative of her as a creator and her inability to act professionally in this industry, from LO's rampant misogyny and objectification of women to her own misfires when interacting with her fandom. But there are also just as many things that can be potentially traced back to the platform - it's hard to make better content when you're constantly being exploited and hung out to dry.

Like anon, I too hope that more creators will be willing to stand up and speak on behalf of themselves and their peers, to push back against these contracts. It's gonna suck. It's gonna be hard to want to make those moves when just about every creator is just trying to put food on the table. But for every anonymous creator who stands up and speaks, for every person who isn't willing to sign those contracts and talk about the reasons why, for every storyteller who uses their skills to spread the message, the power they have grows. We have to make it impossible for Webtoons to continue to ignore.

After all, it would be a real shame for more of these stories to come to light just as Webtoons is seeking an initial public offering in the stock market. Wouldn't that just be so unfortunate for them? :)

#webtoon #webtoon critical #fuck webtoons #support small platforms

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indigowallbreaker · 1 month

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In before the update tomorrow

Here are my predictions/wishlist Stardew Valley 1.6 update! These range from "could happen" to "just let me dream":

Children aging past toddlerhood; gain ability to change their outfits

Another set of romanceable NPCs (eyeing Sandy and the Wizard particularly)

More post-marriage dialogue/events. Like an anniversary date

Festivals changing as the years go on. For example: after getting 8 hearts with Sam, Abigail, and Sebastian, maybe their band plays at the Stardew Valley Fair; the governor brings his wife to the Luau the year after you make the soup taste Delish

The ability to properly befriend certain NPCs like Marlon and Gunther

Separate screen to keep track of farm animals, similar to villager screen in the menu (helpful to me when I play a file I haven't logged into in a while and discover after 3 in-game days that I have sheep)

Non-binary farmer option

Please let me interact with the stuff in the community center I spent my whole file trying to fix

NPCs will repeat dialogue to you after you've spoken to them already during a festival to avoid the creepy situation of wandering around an event and not being able to speak with anyone like they've suddenly become statues and you're the only living thing left in town

Other bachelors/bachelorettes getting together after you're married (little bit of the old Harvest Moon rival system)

More NPCs that move to town the longer you live there, like Kent arriving in Year 2

Morris shows up every once in a while after you complete the Center just so you can appreciate how much you ruined this man's whole life. Or he experiences Growth from being in the Valley, whichever

Heart events occurring more than once. For example: replaying Abigail and Sebastian's gaming/RPG heart events; Leah can hold more than one art show to sell exclusive art; Elliot will have a new book for you to hear an excerpt from every year or so; help Penny teach the kids again; etc.

More ways to increase max health

Could I have a birthday please Mr. Ape ;_;

Fix the "Leek Surprise Gift" cutscene unlocked after Evelyn's special request so that I don't wanna crack George over the head afterwards just because I picked the dialogue option that would give his poor wife credit

Make George Nice To His Wife Every Once In A While patch

Option to fist fight certain villagers, either instigated by them when their friendship gets too low or instigated by you if you've just always hated them and wanna do something about it

At 10 hearts Jodi runs away to travel with Emily and Haley's parents because apparently no one on that street actually wanted to be a parent

Give me ten good reasons Willy can't adopt me

#Stardew valley #mine #stardew #cannot WAIT to see how many of these are way off base usagcvisdahf #first on the list was gonna be a new farm map but ape already said there would be one so it feels like a cheap shot #can you tell whomst I'd wanna punch most it's Jodi #readmores are for paying costumers

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ovaryacted · 29 days

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Honest question, how do you think Leon would propose?

Love ya Nic, have a great day/night! ❤️

Omg, anon, I'm so sorry I haven't answered this until now even though I truly wanted to when I first saw it! I literally was grinning from ear to ear thinking about this and the different ways Leon would propose to his significant other. Thank you so much for this ask, it really made me happy. 🫶

Now, I think the way Leon approaches marriage will definitely depend on where he is in his life. He can be both attentive and intentional on the proposal itself, or he's more focused on the final product and ends up being an impulsive knucklehead. So I will break this down based on the different versions of him, and I hope you enjoy my thoughts on this!

RE2R - Baby boy, most definitely would be very considerate towards the whole process. I see him taking a more romantic approach despite being shy, taking their partner out to dinner, and spending a pretty penny on the whole thing. He'll get a bouquet of roses, take you to some nice restaurant in the city, and does some real corny shit like put the engagement ring in the dessert, or he'd actually get on one knee and ask you properly. Either way, I think this specific version of Leon would give you the sweetest most intentional engagement, and it would be more endearing because he's nervous the entire time and scared you'd say no but when you kiss him, he's all smiles afterward.

RE4R - Now Leon is a couple of years older with more life experience under his belt that he didn't necessarily ask for. If he was lucky enough to have a partner that he wants to marry, he would still be considerate enough to actually ask them but the proposal would be more intimate and personal. He'd probably take you to somewhere quiet and scenic, he'd want it to be more private and away from other people to ease his own anxieties. He may or may not get on one knee in front of you or decide on just holding your hands, but he would still ask you, or say that he wants you in his life for as long as he's here. Much more sentimental because he's an emotional type of guy, and he's the type to probably have the ring in his pocket instead of the case itself, but it is still a lovely gesture.

ID! - For sure goes back to his romantic roots. Similar to him in RE2R, I still see him doing the whole restaurant thing, but probably rents out an actual section in the restaurant so it's more private. He has the entire night planned, takes you to a nice exclusive dinner (cause duh), is very smug and corny about things, and woos you with his silly jokes before popping the question seriously. Afterwards, he'd take you to a nice hotel room with champagne and really treats you to a nice night out because it's what you deserve.

RE6 - Now at his age and with his level of trauma, it can go either nicely, or very impulsively. If he's intentional and wants that special moment, Leon will plan it out and do it properly. But I think it would be more realistic if he's impulsive, or just never finds the right way to propose to the person he loves. He'd come back home with the ring sitting in his pocket but wouldn't ask you for weeks. Every time he thinks it's the right time to propose to you, he either chickens out from asking at all, or he gets sent off on another mission and isn't able to come back for some time. He wants to do it right, really does, but he'll eventually grow impatient and just blurts out the statement like a dumbass. At least here, he'll probably say it when he's desperate, just says "Marry me" as he's kissing you over and over. It's embarrassing, but once he realizes he can't live without you and doesn't want to wait any longer, he will just say it because it's better if he did than if he never gets the chance to do it in the first place.

Vendetta - Good luck on getting him to ask cause he literally won't. The question may or may not slip out into a drunken mess of words that he won't remember in the morning, or you'll mention something about marriage and he'll brush it off. That man would not give one fuck about getting married when he literally doesn't think life is worth living. If you want to marry him, it will take a lot of convincing him that he's even worth the emotional investment. Leon wants to feel love and reciprocate it, but he's also scared that if he does get married, it'll turn into collateral so he would be less inclined to even want that.

DI! - A little more sensical than he was in the past, Leon at this point will either do a proper proposal, or he will unintentionally suggest that he wants to marry you. He's the type to buy the engagement ring the moment he knows he wants to be in your life for whatever is remaining of it, and he'll keep it hidden or tucked away for months, or carry it on him as a reminder to ask you one day. In a moment of weakness, he can also just pop the question as he's being with you in bed, loving you. His eyes will crinkle as he smiles, looking at you with so much affection that it'll probably come out as a hypothetical like "What if we got married?". You entertain the idea, not thinking he's serious but when he goes quiet after a second and gives you a bashful stare, you just say "You're not serious are you?", and he holds the ring in front of you like "Very serious". It's sudden, it's even a tad bit silly, but it's him and you can't help but say yes anyway.

#ovaryacted asks #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy headcanons #leon kennedy imagine #leon kennedy fluff #leon kennedy #leon scott kennedy #leon s kennedy #resident evil #resident evil fluff #resident evil headcanons #ovaryacted thoughts

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myillicitaffair · 3 months

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One of your girls part two | Carlos Sainz Jr

Summary: after a fateful outcome, Carlos wants to fix what he unintentionally broke.

Warnings: english not being my mother tongue, angst, alcohol consumption, dirty dancing, small description of throwing up, cheating, mentions of sex, messed up dynamics, slight swearing.

Notes: second part of this fic. i also wanted to say i’m currently taking request, to anyone who might be interested xx.

Credits: the gif used belongs to @neymarhamilton ‘s tumblr account, so all credits belong to them. this part, just like the one before, is inspired by the song “one of your girls” by Troye Sivan.

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SIX MONTHS AGO:

A chilly night welcomes my friend group as we make our way through a prestigious and crowded restaurant situated in the heart of Madrid.

Being born and raised in Spain´s capital city, the girls now walking into the facilities have been by my side my whole life; faith brought us together our first day of school, just three frightened little kids trying to survive elementary.

I like to believe that we complement each other, even if we hadn´t met all those years ago, life would have found a way to connect us.

A girl’s night out is a rare occurrence between us; always being on the shy side, we very much prefer staying in, drowning ourselves in sweet treats while marathoning our comfort romcoms.

The reason why we´re summoned tonight is quite simple… my very first broken heart.

You see, in an attempt to lighten the mood, my friends brought us to an extremely exclusive eatery, one where we clearly didn´t fit in. The difference was quite notorious, surrounded by leggy models and their handsome companions, I quite frankly begin to wonder why I ever agreed.

With a deep breath, I straighten my back and let the hostess remove my coat. “In for a penny, in for a pound” I think with a resigned shrug of the shoulders.

As we´re carried to our spot, I try and take the essence of the place in. I start noticing its eccentric décor, dim lights brightening the burgundy walls, leather booths scattered all over the classy tile floor.

What makes an ordinary dinner such a big success? Its bizarre modality.

Our table is filled with strangers, completely engulfed in their different conversations. The main reason for my friends to take us to this unconventional location was exactly this; the inexorable need to engage in conversations with foreign people.

The first round of dirty martinis arrives as the last costumers take their places next to me, with a lousy cheer I pour the drink down my throat, feeling its pleasant burning down my body, warming me up, making me forget.

“Easy there tiger”- the man sited by my side chuckles, gesturing towards my empty glass.

I take a moment to wander across his features. Thick eyebrows, big brown eyes, plump lips. Definitely attractive, exactly what I need.

A smile creeps up my face, the wires in my brain getting to work.

I notice an elegantly worn designer shirt hugging his chest, his forearms resting against the wooden surface, his attentive stare trying to read my thoughts.

“And you are?”- I condescendingly tease him.

“Carlos”- his hand travels to mine, embracing me with his warm- “Carlos Sainz.”

The subtle body hair covering his fist tickling my naked skin, igniting a fire deep inside me.

And in that moment, I simply knew there was no getting out, not anybody else as long as he kept staring at me like this, eating me raw with his gaze.

That was the first night I ever came back home with him.

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FOUR MONTHS AGO:

Carlos is away for the weekend, oceans separating us, palpable distance every time he races through my mind.

I try convincing myself It’s the sex I miss, the obvious physical attraction, the invisible force that pulls us towards the other, the feeling of his warm skin being impossibly closer to mine.

Truth being told, I’m sitting immovable on my bed, nervously waiting for a call.

I can’t help but recall his soft locks intertwined with my fingers, his tongue inching towards my neck, how he never fails to make my blood boil with a simple grin.

My phone brings me out of my daydreams, screaming for attention as a call enters it. His name glistening on the screen, filling me with pure bliss and forcing me to hold my giggles.

Acting like a schoolgirl with a crush while being a full-grown adult… how pathetic!

Two rings go by before i pick up, bitting my bottom lip to keep my voice calm as if I wasn’t desperately clinging to it seconds ago.

“Gorgeous, you got a minute to spare?”- he asks, clear amusement in his tone, abusing the charm he knows he has.

“That depends, Carlos, who’s asking?”

I’m gobsmacked at how composed I sound, nowhere near how I actually feel.

My knuckles turn white from grasping my sheets.

“Don’t be like that, princess, I know you miss me”- his smile visible through his speech.

My heart skips a beat, can his words be revealing my true feelings?

“Oh honey, keep lying to yourself if it helps you sleep at night…”

I’m met with his scandalous laugh filling the line, raising my pulse until it’s beating on my ears.

Everything stops, everything keeps going.

I close my eyes in acknowledgement, being forced to admit what i’ve been denying ever since I met him.

Oh, how screwed I am!

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TWO MONTHS AGO:

The music rumbles at the disco, throbbing on my skin with its intensity.

Being dragged to a hip party, my friends and I are bundled up in the comfort of our own group, dancing between ourselves.

As I rock my body to meet the pulsating rhythm, I embrace Carlos’s presence behind me, tightly grabbing my waggling hips.

He presses himself into me and I rub against his growing erection, purposely torturing him. His kisses start straying while sucking visible red marks into my neck.

His penetrating cologne invades my nostrils, clinging into my bare skin like a golden tattoo.

The mix of the alcohol I insisted on chugging and his hands shaping my whole body becoming intoxicating.

A foreign touch on my shoulder makes me open my eyes, leaving me to face my friend staring at me like i’ve grown a second head.

“You’re coming with me”- she pronounces as she drags me away from Carlos, who snorts in disbelief.

“What? Why?”- I ask as i’m forced to take a seat at the bar.

“Have you gone mad? You two were literally dry humping each other in the middle of the crowd!”- She hisses worriedly, forcing me to drink the water bottle she bought for me.

As she sits next to me, I prepare myself for the lecture she’s about to impart me, letting my eyes wonder across the dance floor.

I catch a glimpse of Carlos standing against a wall, hemmed by complete darkness, sometimes interrupted by one of the dj's lights.

When the spotlight lands on him, I start noticing the delicate hands hugging his broad shoulders, the almost nonexistent distance between him and the blonde caressing his cheeks.

Bile climbs up my throat, threatening to be ejected thanks to the scene before me.

Her lips all over his neck, staining the collar of his white shirt with lipstick.

Realizing i’m not paying an iota of attention to her, my friends follows my gaze stumbling across the sequence.

Effortlessly, she yanks me away from the enclosed space and into the garden.

Without being able to stop myself, I empty the contents of my stomach into the ground, constantly replaying the flashbacks of their sensual dance.

“Everything’s okay now, love”- My friend states while caressing my tangled up hair. Her fingertips come into contact with my cheeks, brushing my tears away.

Sobs are quick to scape my lungs, becoming more and more erratic as I imagine the second by second unfolding inside the disco.

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PRESENT:

After running away from Carlos’s house, in the middle of a Madrilenian night, I’m fast to hide into the loneliness of my apartment.

I can’t even find comfort in blaming him as I was the one to agree with our “no exclusivity policy”, believing I could make it work.

How stupid of me to think I would be capable of not being trapped into his nets.

Clearly the only solution I can possibly come up with is crying it out, and that’s how I found myself in this situation; puffy eyes, completely ruined mascara, quivering eyes from shedding way too many tears.

Could I have been more stupid? I can’t even resonate one good reason why I would ever accept what he’s willing to offer me while wanting him in his entirety.

My determination is easily devastated as desperate fists bang against my door.

“Please, open up”- A too familiar voice implores from outside the apartment.

“I don’t ever wanna see you again”- I manage to scream through whimpers.

“I beg of you, please let me in! I swear I can explain.”

Standing right on the other side of the door, I feel my hand toying with the doorknob, trying to determinate whether or not to listen to his pleas.

“There’s nothing to explain, Carlos!”- I say, above a whisper, my voice to fragile for anything else.

“There’s been a while since i’ve been with anyone else, alright? Not since all I could think about was you!”

An unbreakable silence fills the hallways of the building, only the sound of his pantings and heavy breathing interrupting the stillness.

Without much hesitation, I open the hinges separating us.

Clearly, I was nowhere near prepared for the view before me; his full brown eyes now shimmering with unshed orbs, accumulated in his tear ducts.

“How about the girl from the voicemail?”- I ask, almost scared to find out this is all a product of my imagination.

“I know what that seemed like, but I promise you it’s not what you think!”- he says, piercing me with his gaze- “That was my ex girlfriend. She has a hard time letting go of me, even though there’s been more than a year since we’ve last been together. I never answer her calls and that’s why she’s getting more and more desesperate.”

Everything around me stops just to listen to his next words, my heart betting so out of control he might even hear it.

“Back at my apartment you told me you were enamored by me, well, there’s no use in trying to deny i’m in love with you”- he whispers, just loud enough for me to hear- “so much it’s physically painful, it’s all I can think about.”

My brain turned into mush as his confession sinks in. I almost want to laugh at how ridiculous the idea seems to me; the man I love, probably the only one i’ll ever love, stating that my feelings are reciprocate.

A sigh leaves my parted lips as a quiet tear runs down my face.

“I know i’ve made my mistakes and believe me when I say i’ll regret them every minute i’m on this earth, but I promise you, that if you give me the chance, i’ll make it up to you until my dying breath”- his voice sounds shaky, as if he couldn’t believe the words coming out of him.

I don’t think I ever reacted as fast as now, jumping into his embrace, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his torso. Little giggles leave both of our mouths at the ridiculous situation.

“I love you”- He murmurs, muffled by the kisses he’s pressing against my checks.

“I love you too”- I answer back, with our bodies still entwined.

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bobby-r2d2-floyd · 1 year

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The Nanny (Hangman x Reader)

authors note: so, hangman won by a long shot in the poll, but for the few that voted for the rest, they're still coming! i have to deal with the bs with my basement and i am a college student, so i have to deal with my coursework as well.

inspired by @roosterforme

this will be a mutli part series, im not sure how many parts though

pairing: jake "hangman" seresin x benjamin niece!reader; established mav x penny

warnings: some swear words and an inaccurate depiction of how social workers handle dropping a baby off to its living, absent father. also cyclone is a dad bc jon hamm if a dilf.

not proof or beta read, we die like men.

summary: Hangman wakes up one day to a social worker and an infant on his doorstep. the infant? his 3 month old daughter.

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It was the one day that the Dagger squad had a later morning (11am, per Maverick’s request), so when the pounding on Jake’s door woke him up at 8:45, he was a little pissed.

He stumbled out of bed and the arms of some red head whose name he definitely doesn’t remember, throwing on a shirt along the way to his front door where the pounding is originating from and reverberating through his skull. “I heard you the first fucking time,” he curses out, throwing the door open and preparing to unleash verbal hell on the person standing at his doorstep.

All the words die out though when he sees an older woman standing there with a sleeping baby in a car seat at her feet. “Jacob Seresin?” she asks and his eyes bounce between the infant and the woman.

“Yes?” he asks, voice cracking a bit as he looks back to the woman.

“Do you mind if I come in?” he nods and moves aside as she picks up the car seat and steps inside. “My name is Caroline Husband, I’m a social worker for the state of California.” she tells him as she sets the seat down on his coffee table, “and this is Avery. Your daughter.”

Jake feels his heart stop as he looks down at the little girl, “what, what do you mean?” he sinks down to the floor on his knees, heart racing and Caroline gives him a small smile.

“Her mother-” she looks down at the paperwork she was holding, “Samantha Barnes, passed away from complications shortly after birth, you were listed as father on the birth certificate.”

Samantha Barnes… Jake remembered her with a small smile. They were briefly exclusive before she had disappeared one night, leaving behind the memories and a note saying she needed to go back home to help with her ailing father, her last living relative that she still spoke to.

“H-how uh, how old is she?” he asks, taking her small, but definitely bigger than a newborn, hand in between his finger and thumb.

“She spent some time with a foster while the state was waiting for you to return stateside. She just turned 3 months old.” Caroline forms him, which makes sense as he was just in the middle of the ocean for the last five months. “I have some supplies in my car that her foster mom put together for you, should you choose to keep her.”

“Choose to?” he asks, as if there was any other option for him. The second he found out Avery was his, there was never any other option.

“You can alway sign your parental rights away, there’s plenty of families looking to adopt babies.” she says and he shakes his head.

“No, she stays with me,” Jake says as he stands and Caroline smiles up at him.

“Well then, there’s all the information that you need. Her old foster mom made a list of information for you, her pediatrician, what formula she was feeding, how to prepare bottles...” she goes on to tell him more necessary information about Avery but tunes her out as he watches the little girl start to wake up and look around, well, as much as a 3 month old can, he supposed. “Here’s my card, it has my personal cell phone number on the back should you not be able to reach me at my office in the event of an emergency.”

He takes it with a smile and a thank you before walking Caroline to the door to help her bring the items in from her car and as quickly as she was here, she was gone. Leaving Jake to sit on his couch as he stares into the eyes of his daughter.

He kicks out his guest after 15 minutes of sitting there before he’s googling how to put a car seat base securely into the back seat of a F-150. After fighting for what felt like an hour (only 10 minutes) he has his daughter secured in his car before driving way under the speed limit to The Hard Deck, only 45 minutes late to meeting up with the rest of the Daggers but as soon as they see him walk into the bar with a car seat, all the teasing for being late blows out of there mind.

“Do we need to call the police?” Bradley teases and Jake lets out a nervous laugh.

“No.. no police needed.” Jake says as he sets his daughter’s car seat and diaper bag in the middle of the pool table the team was surrounding.

“Well, then who is this?”

Jake takes a deep breath before answering, “this is my daughter, Avery Seresin.”

Immediately the team has plenty of questions for the team’s resident playboy. He explains the situation as best he can with the information he got from Caroline.

“I never even knew Sam was pregnant. She never said anything and then she was gone.” Jake says softly as he looks down as his daughter in his arms, sleepily drinking from the bottle he made and Penny gives him a smile.

“You seem like a natural already.” she says, snapping a photo of the daddy-daughter moment and he smiles.

“Yeah, I was still around when my sisters started having their own kids, all girls too, ironically.” he responds with a small laugh and the movement of his chest startled Avery awake and she starts drinking more steadily again.

The squad takes the rest of the day before the bar opens with turns holding the newest member of the team. Aside from Jake, Bob and Natasha were the only other two who seemed comfortable enough to hold her without needing any instruction on support for her head.

“Does Cyclone know you have a kid yet?” Mav asks as he takes his turn holding Avery, seasoned from when Bradley was a baby and he used to watch him while Carole and Goose needed alone time.

“Fuck, no not yet.” Jake groans as he rubs his hands over his face. “I need to go see him.”

“Go see him now, between Penny being a mom and me dealing with Bradley as a baby there’s plenty of experience here to watch Avery for a bit while you try to get some time to adjust to dad-life.” Mav says and Jake looks over at him.

“You’re serious?”

“Yeah, besides, Avery is already better at 3 months than Rooster ever was.” Mav teases and Bradley makes a couple of offended noises before being slapped in the chest by Natasha.

Jake nods, “okay well here’s her-”

“Hangman, get out of here. I did all this with Amelia.” Penny says as she pushes him towards the door and Jake pulls her into a hug.

“Thank you so much, Pen.” he says, meaning it too since Penny is the closest thing to a mom that he has since he hasn’t talked to his real mom in years.

The drive into base wasn’t a long one, but felt like it was with how often he was checking his backseat and not seeing his daughter before remembering she was safe with Penny and Maverick at the bar.

Walking into Admiral Simpson’s office, Jake broke out into a nervous sweat. “Um, excuse me, sir.” he says as he knocks on the open door.

Both Admiral Simpson and Admiral Bates looked up at him from where they were sitting at the desk discussing some news that they received from higher ups.

“Can I help you, Lieutenant?” Cyclone asks and Jake nods, taking that as an ‘okay’ to walk into the office.

“Yes actually, I uh.. I was wondering if I would be able to get leave, sir. I had a surprise visit from a social worker this morning and-and my infant daughter.” he says as he straightens out his back and rolls his shoulders back.

“You have a child?” Cyclone asks, closing the folder that he had open to focus more on Jake. “Since when?”

“Well, as of 9am this morning, sir. Her mother passed away after she was born and no other living relatives so… She’s currently with me. Well, not with me Captain Mitchell and Penny Benjamin are currently watching her.. sir.”

Warlock and Cyclone share a look and Jake stands there nervously, “I know that this is short notices but all I’m asking for is a week to figure things out, find a sitter, get some kind of a routine started for-”

“Okay.” Cyclone says and Jake looks at him instead of the spot that he had been looking at on the wall. “You only want just one week?”

“I can have more, sir?” Cyclone nods, having recently become a father himself and knows how important bonding is for parents.

“Unless something urgent comes, how does three weeks sound?” he asks as he pulls something up on his computer and begins to type.

“I would greatly appreciate that.” Jake says with a small smile and Cyclone nods, ending the conversation and Jake starts to walk out of the office.

“Seresin?” Warlock calls out and Jake turns around, “congratulations.”

“Thank you, sirs.”

Jake drives back to the bar already feeling lighter than he had in the last 6 hours, and upon walking back into the watering hole, he sees a red faced Avery and a panicked Rooster.

“Bradshaw what did you do to my daughter?”

“What did I do? She threw up on me!” he says, holding the infant safely, and at an arm's length away.

The rest of the team is laughing behind him and Jake just takes Avery and lays her against him so her head is on his shoulder, “well I’m sure you deserved it.”

Bradley glares at him before wandering away to the bathroom to clean up. Jake smiles and rubs his daughters back as she babbles in his ear.

“How did talking to the boss go?” Penny asks and Jake smiles.

“Really good, actually. Said I can have three weeks as long as nothing urgent comes up that’ll need the full team's attention.”

“Well, if you ever need a nanny so you can have a break and none of us are available, my niece just moved to the area and is looking for work.” Penny says with a small smile as Jake moves to sit next to her. “Plus she has a degree in early childhood and special education.”

“Okay, yeah I’ll let you know.” he says with a nod.

“Well, you can meet her tonight, she’s supposed to come and help me out here for the night since Jimmy can’t make it in.” Jake just nods and Penny pats his shoulder that Avery isn’t sleeping on while she stands to start opening duties for the bar.

Jake didn’t end up meeting Penny’s niece that night, or any time in the following week. In fact, it wasn’t until the last week of his leave that he met her.

Jake was holding Avery as he walked into the bar before it opened, she was babbling up a storm and he took his sunglasses off to put on the top of his head when he saw someone new behind the bar, head thrown back and laughing at something that Bob had said.

You look over at him and he swears his heart stopped, “Hi! I’m Y/N Benjamin, but you can call me Saturn.”

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Ran Haitani x Fem Reader (unedited) WC: 7000+ * Participation for the sugar daddy collar w/ @sleepysnk ! Please feel free to look at the other amazing writers and artists right here!* TW: Daddy kink, pet names (baby girl, princess), unprotected sex, age gap by 9 years apart, dry humping, multiple orgasms, oral sex, vaginal penetration, cream pie, stripping, suggestive language, masturbation, breast play, a moment with Kakucho, sending nudes, a sexy moment in an elevator. MINORS DNI

The nightlife was something you were accustomed to for the past 3 years. Stripping wasn’t the first option for you at all, but it was the quickest way for you to leave your parents’ home. College wasn’t an option for you either but knowing you could make a pretty penny with sex appeal. You jumped from strip club to strip club each one having their own sleaze clients and freaks who would come out at all hours of the night. The most recent one you were recruited was by one of the girls. She told you many high rollers would come to the joint she was stripping as she was making more money than she could count in one night. Who doesn’t love more money?

Perfecting the sultry look that could make a man do whatever he wanted. Just the simple tease of you on the stage luring them in, leading to private dances. Those private dances lead to big bucks. Your first week at the club the money was piling in. You had many requests from men but you would only accept the highest bidder. But in the club, there was a strict policy of no fucking the clients. As much as they pleaded with you to go a little farther you declined them but still the bit of hip movement against their throbbing groin earned you that extra cash. The feeling of power you had over them the way you make them feel like they are on top of the world. They love this type of shit. You could give them that lustful moment.

The small dab of perfume on your neck and wrist. Adjusting the dainty straps on your thighs, the final look in the mirror you were just waiting for your name to be called to perform. The chatter among the girls from the back of some high rollers was going to come in today. “I have to make sure I perform very well today to get noticed by them.” hearing one of the girls speak. “_______ be ready in 2 babes” you heard the house mom speaking to you. She adjusted some of the straps on your outfit. “ People are already requesting you and placing their bids after your performance.”

“Why even perform.” you joked. “So word on the street we have some well-known high rollers coming in today?” “The Haitani brothers, they run the night club a few miles down” she leaned in “Apparently they are here due to a recommendation of someone. You must have given a very convincing dance to the person, I think the name was Kakucho?.” She raised her brow.

“I didn’t fuck the guy I promise the poor guy seemed to almost pass out when I was dancing. Even the slightest movement against him made him cum quicker than any of my other clients. But he did tip very well.” you assured her you were following the rules. "I swear I didn't"

Before she could speak you heard the announcer “Alright fellas I know half of you are drunk already but you don’t wanna miss this little number. One of our new sexy little thangs is making a name for herself. Give it up to our lovely little vixen, Vixy” Quickly getting into place, the sound of men hollering like they were banchis. the lights centered onto the stage. The curtain was drawn back slowly as you positioned your pose. One foot was slightly forward the shadow of the lights hitting nicely on your contoured frame. One hand rested on her hip while the other hand gave a wave with her fingers tilting her head slightly. As the center of the crowd, you could see the exclusive seating was taken already. Two men in nicely fitting suits. One with short lilac hair with the others was long and multicolored. Making eye contact with one and then the other. You began to walk slowly swaying her hip as the music began to play. Your goal was to snag either one or the other brother. You watch their eyes traveling down your body you could already see what they were thinking.

As got closer you reached for the metal pole that always felt the same no matter where she worked. You found yourself dipping to the beat of the music slowly bringing yourself back up, taking a step forward before reaching the pole that was behind you. Your free hands running through your hair give a seductive smile. You made direct eye contact with the brother with short hair. Seeing the smirk on his face as he took a sip of his drink. He was the target for you, there was no doubt he wouldn’t ask for a private dance with the eye fucking you were both doing. Rin could see the tension between you and his brother knowing his brother would have this fun this time. Ran made eye contact with the bid counter motioning him to his table. “ What is her bid right now?” He asks to bring his attention back to you on stage. “9k sir. She has been very popular among the gentlemen since she is new.” The bidder mentioned.

“Well now I have to see what the hype is all about then. I will double the offer. If someone tries to go over my bid let me know.” Money he had but a girl to catch his attention for this long he didn’t have. He was becoming bored with the women he had been encountering lately he needed something new a new toy perhaps. Discusses his boredom with women like it was a casual conversation with Kakucho. The piece of information Kakucho gave him about a strip club he recently visited, noticed a girl that grabbed his attention right away. He couldn’t explain how it happen. He was mesmerized by you. He wasn't the type either to place a bid for a private dance but this time he rolled the dice he decided to give it a try, it happen so suddenly when he won the bid only at that time he won the private session with you for 2k. You were giving him your undivided attention. Kakucho didn’t mention the part about him almost passing out but did mention how sweet and darling you were. Kakucho had the small card of the strip club's location and on the card, your photo was on the front. This caught Ran’s attention piquing his curiosity, you looked exactly like the photo. He was not disappointed one bit.

Rin looked at his brother rolling his eyes “Few hours of pleasure your soul must leave your body for that amount of money.” “We will see. She knows what she is doing. And she does it very well…I wanna see what else she can do behind closed doors.” “For money, you can get anyone to do anything. I bet if you tell her your favorite color it will be her favorite color too.” Rin leans back on the cushioned seat his arms resting on the back part of the couch. Still, his eyes focused on your body rather impressed with how flexible you were and the core/ muscle strength you had. “But remember the policy they mention before entering.”

Ran ignored what his brother was saying as you were the only thing he was paying attention to. He could feel himself becoming a bit turned on by the sultry number you were performing. He felt like it was just for him. The sinful thoughts of what he could do to you were becoming more exciting to him.

As the song ended to seal the deal you knew he was already interested in you already. Arching your brow as you lowered your eyes slightly, lightly bitting your lower lip. Slowly getting up to your feet still making eye contact. The smile was the seductive smile you turned around walking to the back your hips swaying from side to side. Ran noticed the bid keeper at another table the man that was interested in the obvious dance. Rin noticed the other table “Looks like someone maybe over placing a bid over yours.”

You noticed the bid keep coming towards his table once more “Sorry to bother you sir but your bid was out done.”

“Oh no, what a shame.” taking a drink as he sarcastically spoke “Well I guess add another 5k to the bid of that bidder…. Anyone wants to bet let them know the bids are close.” Ran looked at the man he could see a change in his voice and look “understood.” They did a dry swallow understanding what he meant. He nodded quickly ushering away.

20 mins had passed before one of the employees got Ran from his table. “Let's see if anyone of these sluts gets my attention I may join you up there if it gets too boring...,” Rin said as the next performance entered on the stage. “Just not in my room.” Ran smiled before walking off his hands in his pockets, he walked past the table outbid giving a cocky smirk knowing he couldn’t get this chance and Ran was getting his chance. Since being so high on the bid tonight you were all his. The complimentary drinks were brought up to his private dance room.

“You snagged one of the Haitani brothers babe.” your house mother spoke. “You have him all night.” You could feel the girl's eyes burning your back with the glares. Making your way up to the private room few of the doors were already shut with the dancers in them. Seeing one of the girls walking out of the room with her thumb cleaning the lipstick smudge on her lips. Finding room 9 one of the Haitani brothers was just on the other side. Opening the door the iridescent purple lights in the room, the soft beat music echoed in the room. In the middle of the couch was the violet-eyed man. Closing the door giving a smile “So it’s you handsome.”

Letting a chuckle out “Yes I’m the lucky man that has you all night.” Ran motioning you to come closer to him “Let me get a good look at cha.” Following his order you made your way towards him. Patting his lap wanting you to take a seat on him. Getting a whiff of the sweet perfume as you took a seat on his lap. A scent of YSL perfume filled his nostril. One of his favorite scents from the collection, he would buy this fragrance for the girls he was with. ‘Good taste as well.’ He thought to himself. “You are a pretty little thing now. Not disappointed one bit.” The tip of his finger under your chin. Worth every penny to get you alone with him.

“ I’m glad you think so.” Your hand sliding unbuttoning his suit jacket then sliding up his chest holding onto his tie . “ Let's get you more comfortable. We are going to get to know each other pretty well.” Loosening his tie as you, his large hand sliding up your thigh. Pushing on his chest lightly, having his lean back on the cushion. “Just enjoy yourself Mr. Haitani. I will take good care of you.” leaning in close as your lips were millimeters from his own. A new song began as the motion of your hips began to rock with the beat. The feeling of his hands lightly gripping your thighs as you rubbed against his caged beas tinside his pants. It was already semi-hardened by the time you took a seat on his lip. “Someone is a little excited.” leaning in cooing in his ear. “How flattering Mr. Haitani.”

“Having a pretty girl on their lap can do that to a man.” he spoke in a husky tone. “Please call me Ran.”

“Very well Ran~” you change your position as your back is against his chest. Feeling his lips graze the nape of your neck, the faint scent of the bourbon he was drinking was still lingering on his breath. His hands roaming your body groping your breast with his other hand squeezing your inner thigh. You felt his hand becoming a little more closer to your cunt than your other clients ever did. You made sure your other clients followed rules but with Ran, him being on of the best guys you ever danced for, you didn’t mind if he got a bit more friendlier. He spent all this money with you, why not a little bit of a taste?

He must have noticed you slightly tense up just a bit. “ Is this too far for you?” The pure lust in his voice made you quiver in the moment.

“Do you remember the rules, Ran?”

“The part of no fucking.” you could feel he had a smile on his face even though you couldn’t see him. “I know I know.. What a shame.” with a bit of sarcasm. “Lets say if you did fuck a client what would happen?” feeling his hand creeping a bit closer. “I lose this job. The amount of money I make here is too good to give up.” You were rather curious why he began to ask this question. You stopped for a moment turning your head looking at him. You knew the money you would get wouldn’t be the cleanest money your clients would come in with. Even the money Kakucho brought in, you knew there was another side to him, even when you made him cum you could see he had another side to him. Ran began to think for a moment, maybe even thinking of something more to his benefit. “Such a pity, a pretty little thing like you doing this for money. Men grab you all night long as they don’t understand the word no. Or are you luring them in with sweet promises of going further but you don’t? You're a very smart girl. I mean if I had a pretty little thing like you by my side I would make sure you never had to worry about money." He knew he caught your interest when he spoke the last part. “Has a man ever provided you anything?” “Other than a headache.. A girl like me can’t keep a boyfriend due to my line of work.”

It was true many failed relationships and false accusations of fucking clients when you were with one person. Not to mention them coming into the club and picking fights with people. You would have hookups but never the same guy twice.

“I’m assuming you are still young and haven’t dated a real man. I’m guessing you're in your early 20’s?” you felt his hand slide off your strap off your shoulder, his lips placing a light kiss.

“21 to be exact.” You felt like he was having the upper hand and this was a bit different to you when you had a client alone you were the one with the upper hand.

His eyes perked up “you are a young little thing. Barely old enough to drink now, by the way you dance on the pole you have been doing this for some years now. Such a shame you never experienced what it's like to be taken care of by a real man before.”

Titling your head slightly, your fingertips lightly touching his face “it is such a pity, but I take it as no real man can handle me.” “That can be fixed.” he smirked “But that can be all up to you now. If you're willing to give this up and just rely on me for support.” his finger drifted towards your cunt. The sweet charm of the lovely Ran Haitani was pulling you in more and more. This wouldn’t be his first sugar baby at all.. After ending things with his latest one , dates after dates of women who didn’t catch his eye. He thinks you would be his perfect little sugar baby. Letting out a low shallow breath. “All you have to do is agree to any of my requests then, you could have whatever you want.” he could feel the thin fabric becoming a bit moist. He was becoming a bit more excited as he saw you biting your lower lips. The obvious hues on your cheeks “What do you think princess?”

It was so tempting not to accept. You nodded in agreement to the lilac-hair-colored man. “Such a good girl, now tell me what is your name?” he asked “_______.” responding in a soft tone.

“Yesterday was the last night another man touching you. I’m going to be the only one to touch you from now on, understand?” you nodded in acknowledgement. “I want you to ride my lap till you cum. Could you do that for daddy?”

Without an answer you flipped around once more on his lap. He began to sink into the couch, his cock still engaged in his pants. You moisten panties rubbing against his cock. Grinding yourself against him one hand steady against his chest the other on the back gripping the back of his hair. His hand gripping your ass cheeks. Your breasts were eye level with his face. He couldn’t help but get a taste. His tongue runs across the top of your breast before his lips finding the perfect place to mark you.

A few months had passed since you agreed to the terms of the agreement. The nightlife was becoming more enjoyable instead of you working 6 days a week. The expensive dinners, lavish gifts, and allowances coming from him were more than enough to keep you happy. Within the first month, he gave you a spare key to his home. Just in case he wanted you there before he was home it would usually be when he has had a long day and needed to destress. He still wanted you to keep the sexy outfits and perform for only him. The more you were around him the more you knew what kinda business he was in. Met some of his ‘business partners, one being Kakucho. When he saw you walking in with Ran, he was a little tense his memories going back to the day you were on his lap. Clientele's privacy and wouldn’t let anyone know what happened to him when you had him alone. Still being sweet you would always greet him. Ran on the other hand made sure you never left his side a single moment. Making it a point to have you on his lap.

Rindou saw the hyper fixation of his brother's interest in you. Rindou used Rans's phone because his just died and the notifications for you popped up, peaking his curiosity and clicking on the notification he saw the explicit picture you were sending Ran at that very moment. “You weren’t supposed to see those.” Ran took his phone from his brother. “But what you saw, what do you think?” asked his brother he looked at the photos for himself. Saving each one of the photos. “You're hooked on your new toy.” shifting in his seat still having the images imprinted in his mind. “So when are you going to share your toy?” When Ran would get bored of the girl he was willing to share with, he didn’t want to share you with him or anyone. “ I don’t plan on sharing my girl this time. She is very obedient and does anything I say like a good girl.

“Send her my way when you finish her.” Rindou was serious, “you will eventually become bored of her you always do.” As more photos were coming in, Ran had to turn off his phone for a moment to relax before his erection would become more noticeable. “She must want something if she is sending this many photos. She will have to wait for a while before I respond.”

Back in your apartment, you saw he opened the photos. ‘He must be in a meeting or something.’ tossing your phone on the bed. You knew he would like the photos, It was a few days since you saw him in person. You Facetime him last night and the sweet talking about each other's day turned into something more sinful as the conversation went on. Your fingers were the only thing keeping your company.

The official first day you were his sugar baby was the day you fucked him. Was is the best dick you had? Yes, yes it was. But what really turned you on was the way he spoke to you when fucking your brains out. The praising and how good of a girl you were for him, it drove you crazy. You could tell he was possessive with you when around some of his colleagues and even his brother . You wanted to be on your best behavior when he was around. But there were moments you had to use your good girl tactic to get what you wanted. Hearing your phone ring. Grabbing the phone “Hello daddy~”

Ran walked to one of empty hallways leaning against the wall “My princess how are you?”

“Lonely, I miss you. I want to see you.” you had a bit of a pouty tone. . The corner of his mouth curled up “is that so? Well daddy is going to be free tonight. Do you wanna go out?”

“Yes!” you exclaimed, causing him to chuckle slightly. He looked at his watch. It was 2:30 in the afternoon.

“Very well why don’t you put on that pretty dress I bought you recently and I can pick you up around 7:30? I have to finish a few things before I can pick you up.” “sounds perfect!” Your eyes spotted the dress that was still wrapped in the bag it came in. “Did you want me to wear anything special underneath?”

“Surprise me. I will see you soon bye princess.”

“ bye daddy.” Hanging up the phone.

Ran hung up the phone going through his photos. Some of his favorite photos you wouldn’t have expected him to like. Thinking you always had to perform a sexy pose or something explicit. It would be the photos of you in your lounge clothing, your natural bare face, even your hair pinned up. He caught a glimpse when you answer on a video call. You felt embarrassed that you didn’t look done up. you always look presentable until that time. Just that one time he saw you he was stunned by your natural beauty. He thought you looked good with you all done up but he liked this more. He never saw one of his sugar babies not done up before you were his first. His night sessions where he would leave after the sex, he would end up staying the night with you. Some nights you spent with him and you had your makeup off, peacefully sleeping next to him. He couldn’t help but snag a few photos. He really felt something for you but didn’t want to pursue these feelings thinking they would just pass but it was taking longer than it usually does.

As the evening approached, you were putting the last earring on when you heard the luring voice “Is my baby girl ready?” He walked towards your room to see the gown he requested to be in you. “Stunning as always.”

Turning around you were greeted by the soft lilac haired man. Just a few steps he was in front of you. His lanky arm wrapped around your waist as the other titling your chin up at him. He leaned in as his lips pressed against yours making you quiver. Removing his lips from yours, and removing his hand from your chin, his hand began sliding down his arm before he held your hand. “I’m glad I get to see you.”

“Same here. I’ve been a little lonely not being able to see you. But our video chats are always so lovely to do so I can’t see my pretty girl daily.” He smiled and looked down at you “Hmm something is missing.”

Blinking a few times you checked your ears to make sure you put the earrings on right. “ I think I put everything on.”

“Not this.” Going into his breast coat pocket he pulled out a blue Tiffany box. This box was so iconic that every girl knows about it. Opening the box there was a dainty pendant that sparkled when the light hit it. “ You have been such a good girl for me and the photos sent today prove how much you missed me.” Ran smiled “I’d book us a suit for the night as well. You have some clothes I’d bought for you in the room.” he removed the necklace from the box walking behind you and placed it around your neck.

“It’s beautiful.” you looked at the wall mirror seeing the pendant around your neck. His chin resting on your shoulder.

“You made it look beautiful.” Ran smirked before kissing your cheek “ shall we?” he asked

The whole drive you both were catching up on small talk, his hand resting on your thigh where it remained until we arrived at the restaurant. Getting out of the car and handing his keys to the vale you stopped him “Wait really quick.” you said to him. He looked over at you with a questionable look. Your hand reached to straighten his tie. “There.” Ran had booked the best table in the restaurant. The ambient lighting sets the romantic mood. The small gestures wouldn’t go unnoticed by him. He noticed you made sure he kept up making a good impression. The way you held yourself with confidence and class if he would have seen you the first time in another event he wouldn’t have guessed you were a stripper. He wondered if you missed it being grabbed by people or being the attention of more than one guy “Do you miss dancing?” He asked as he swirled his wine glass.

“I don’t. The only reason for doing it was to get out of my parents’ home quickly after high school. When I first started, I wasn’t any good, it took me months to perfect what I could do now.” You chuckled and brought the glass of wine to your lips. The memory of the first time you were on stage you had so much anxiety and fumbled everywhere. That memory was one you could never forget. But also, the memory of when your parents found out still haunted you “When my parents found out that I was stripping they cut all ties with me. I haven’t spoken to them since my 19th birthday.” Just the mention of your parents bothered you while you looked out the window. You closed your eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before turning back to Ran. “But life goes on. Dancing did give me confidence in myself” You gave a smile trying to hide the pain, you kept inside for so long. It wasn’t just the relationship with your parents but the men in your life that came and went.

The smile painted on your lips Ran could still see the hurt you had from that. “In the society we live in, we must do what we must do to survive. I don't find stripping to be all bad. If I must say seeing you on stage those few months back, I saw the confidence in you and a form of power. Seeing the crowd focusing on you, some men begging for you to look at them.” Ran would admit this possessiveness started even before you agreed to his terms of being his sugar baby. “I couldn’t let a pretty thing like you be snatched up by another man, I wouldn’t have allowed it.” reaching for your hand he placed a kiss on the back of it.

It did make you think he was so charming, how long would this last until he was through with you. You might have to go back to dancing once he stops giving you money. But the way he was with you seemed to change but not in a bad way, you couldn’t really explain it, but he was more caring about you. Just the way he looked at you made your heart skip a beat.

The rest of dinner you both enjoy with one another. Sharing laughs and flattering chats between one another. When you both entered the hotel your hand wrapped around his forearm as they greeted you both. Waiting for the elevator he kissed your temple, his hands comfortably around your waist. Whispering in your ear so sweetly in your ear. “I can’t wait to see what you have underneath that dress.” As the elevator opened up both of you entered. Once the elevator closed he turned towards you he placed his hand on each side of the wall pinning you under his towering figure. Looking down at you, his lower eyes express a seductive smile painted on his lip. He leaned down and kissed you, his teeth nibbling on your bottom lip “My baby girl, mine and mine only.” His lips grazed my neck sending chills down my spine.

“Ran~.” You slightly moaned his name.

“Save that pretty little voice until we get into the room babe.” He whispered he slightly nibbled on your neck. One hand sliding down your dress as you grasped your ass. “I’m never gonna let you go.” This caused your cheeks to become a bit red. Was he serious about his words right now? Or what is he just in the moment? He knew how to speak to you and thinking at this point he was just saying things you wanted to hear. You just imagined he meant what he said, turning you on. “I’m yours Ran Haitani~~.”

He gave your ass another firm squeeze letting out a moan that was a bit louder than intended. He loved how you said his name. His eyes fixated on your lewd expression his hand could not feel any panties. “No panties, this is going to be fun.” ..The elevator stopped and he moved swiftly to the side of you, your cheeks burning slightly, your heart beating against your chest.. You were covering your mouth. Ran composed himself quickly with a smile not leaving his face. Opening the door to find some other guests wanting to enter the elevator. They saw you and Ran. They heard the moaning and the obvious expression they knew what was going to happen. His hand pressed against your lower back gesturing you to exit the elevator. Walking down the narrow hallway.

You were against the room door. Ran’s lips were against yours once more as his hand was against your cheek, the other on your waist sliding down to your ass once more. “Such a cheeky girl you are princess.” He said in a low voice as spoke, his tongue dragging across your bottom lip. His hands began to go into his pocket while his lips were still attached to yours. It took him a few tries to open the door, when he finally got the door open he held onto you as you were walking backward into the dark room and closed the door. His back pressed against the door you couldn’t contain yourself. Seeing his toned chest, your hands slide up bringing your lips closer to the chest. Ran watched your lips make contact with his chest. “That’s my girl.” he cooed. As you continue to pepper kiss his chest, your hands travel down to his pants undoing the buckle. Sliding off the belt tossing it to the side. Before you could lower yourself. “Let's have you undress first.” “Yes Daddy.” the alluring tone you spoke. Turning around as your back was to him. He found the zipper and began to undo the dress. The only thing you were wearing was the dress, no bra or panties. I Ran looking at your naked frame.

“Much better, proceed.” Ran

Obliging by his request you leaned your lips once again on his torso and started working your way down lower. Getting on your knees you were at eye level with his buckle. Your delicate fingers taking hold of his cock, you could feel it twitch as your hand was fully around it. Seeing the bit of pre-cum on the tip of his cock you licked your lips leaning in lightly licking the tip of his cock. “Just like this Ran~?” you playfully spoke in a tone while dragging your tongue from the base of his to the tip. Both of your eyes locked with one another as your lips wrapped around his cock. “Ssss aaaahhh~~~ You sure do look lovely with those pretty lips around my cock.” he let a low moan escape from his lips. The saliva began to coat his cock making it easier for your hands to slide up and down as you bobbed your head up and down. His hand resting on the back of your head, his finger getting entangled in your hair. The deeper you were taking in his cock the more it was getting harder for him to contain himself from cumming inside your mouth. “If you keep sucking my cock that way you are going to get a surprise in that pretty mouth of yours~~. ”

“mmmm” you wanted his special surprise.

The pressure from his hand pushing your head into his pelvis without warning, He was about to cum he couldn’t even say you heard the low dragging groan. You finally heard him say “Hold it~” he grunts, feeling his warm seed spilling down the back of your throat. “Fuck.” in a lower tone. “You must have wanted it,” he smirked, Ran still finding himself hard. “Be a good girl and go to the bedroom for Daddy. Get all nice and comfy” Rising from the floor you both made it to the bedroom of your suite. Dimming the lights to the bedroom, the large plush bed that could fit so many people in. You laid back on the topper of the mattress. It was eating at you as you wanted to ask him the question “Ran?” when you spoke you felt him climbing onto the bed his body was towering over yours. His violet eyes looking at you. “Yesss~~” responding when you called his name. His finger slid between the folds of your wet cunt sending chills down her spine. “I-I wanted” It was getting hard to ask the question when he was playing with you. You reached for his hand, stopping him from playing with you. “What you said back there…. About never letting me go ... .was it in the moment or the truth.” you looked up at him. He saw the desperation in your look as you asked the question to him. “If I didn’t mean it, why would I have said it?” he asked. “You must know by now if I didn’t want you anymore my brother would have had some fun with you already.” It was the truth about him with his brother when he was playing sugar daddy to another girl. He was to the point where there was no going around the bush with the question... “As you said your mind, was it the truth?” his hand broke from you as he found the folds of your wet lips.

Arching your back up slightly letting a low moan out “I meant it Ran.”

“I know you did. I just wanted to confirm” with a cocky smile. “You are the only person that will have all my cum, love, and money. Let me show you how well I can treat MY girl once more.” pressing his lips lightly against yours as the kisses began to trail down more. Leaning down lower and lower he settled between your thighs. He began to insert a finger once again slowly going in and out. He kissed your inner thighs slightly sucking on them leaving hickeys. Before he proceeded to lick between your slits.

“Nghh~~~” Your hands began to tug on his soft lilac hair. He began to look up at you making direct eye contact as his tongue flicked your clit. “Right there just like that Daddy ~~~!” pushing his head more into your throbbing cunt. His fingers began to pump into you quicker.. Your own core was on fire and full of sheer pleasure. “I’m going to cum.” exclaiming as the built-up orgasm was coming in. Your body tensed up and then felt this ecstasy between your legs. The room was spinning as you were trying to catch your breath as you were coming down from your high.

His fingers coated in your juices bringing his hand to his lips to get a taste of your sweet juices. “You deserve everything in this world. I’m willing to give it to you, as long as you are by my side.” he leaned as his forehead touched yours. “Just know I won’t ever let you go.”

The comforting words from him made your heart beat pound against your chest. You swore he could hear it by how loud it was pulsing. For so long you felt this emptiness and once it was filled you were just waiting for it to be empty, the fear of disappointment would settle in. You would be alone once more. Loneliness for a few years now made you suffer but now, having someone share mutual feelings for you had some hope. It was hard to believe just because Ran was so good with his words.

His long slender fingers grasping onto your thighs spread them a bit further apart. He reached for his throbbing cock as he brushed it against your wet cunt. Both of you let out a shallow breath and you felt your lower area move a bit more wanting him to proceed more. Slowly entering inside your wet cunt. His cock slid into her warm slick walls, his cock fit like a glove inside of you. He didn’t start rough thrusting as he wanted to savor the slow thrust. Bringing himself up he pushes down on each of your thighs watching his cock disappear into your cunt. You were becoming more aroused and you began to play with your own breast, pinching her nipples as they were getting hard.. Leaning your head up just a bit as seeing his cock enter you. Seeing the small bulge with each thrust in your lower pelvis. He stuck his fingers in his mouth once more bringing down your wet cunt. Finding your sensitive clit. Your legs were trembling from the smallest touch on your clit. “Ah~ Yeah just like that.” you managed to speak.

“This pretty pussy is mine now.” feeling the motion of his thrust becoming a bit quicker. “I wanna see you play with your clit now baby girl.” his hands gripping onto your thighs. Licking your bottom lip one of your hands began trailing down your body till it reached your aching cunt. Your index and middle finger began to rub your clit in a circular motion causing your body to feel the familiar tension once more. Your back began to arch up, your eyes closing as she savored the pure bliss of ecstasy she was feeling at that moment, his thrusting motion had made you a complete mess. The force behind each pound was sending your body over the edge and knocking the air out of your lungs. He was too busy watching your facial expressions change after each thrust. Your juices coated his girthy cock, leaving a ring around the base of it. Ran craved your lips leaning down he shoved his lips against yours; his teeth bit your bottom lip softly before bringing his head back “Look at me _____.”

You followed his command “nngggh……ahhhhh~~~~.” you were trying to catch your breath looking at his violet lustful eyes with your pleading wide eyes. You kept Repeating his name over and over. As if it was a music symphony to his ears. “Ngh~~~.” He grunted in pleasure as this turned him on more. The raging testosterone inside Ran was uncontrollable. Reaching for your legs he bent your knees to your chest, “I should just seal the deal now. You won’t ever leave me. I know my cum can fit so snug inside of you.” Ran slammed his cock deep inside of you.

Ran leaned forward for deeper penetration; his balls slapping against your swollen lips. You cried out loud, “What?!” panting a bit louder, the hues of pink still dusting your cheeks.

“You know what I mean princess. Like I said you will have my cum.” seeing the smirking smile on his face. “Ra-an no no you ca- can’t” you managed to speak out. He made sure he pulled out every single time before he came. “Scared of the outcome? Don’t be like I said you wouldn’t have to worry about anything. You know you want me to as well. Stop denying it, just accept it.” cooing the final words of his sentence. When his mind was made up on something he meant every single word of it. “Say you want me cum and I’ll give you every single drop of it.” he knew you were getting more turned on as he felt your pussy tightening up with just the mention of wanting to be filled up. Rams pushed the loose strands of his hair off his face.

You were a bit stunned, lost for words. This request was so different from what he usually wanted. “I-I want your cu-cum~~” You liked how that sounded and seeing the expression on his face, he wanted more, you were going to use this to your advantage wanting a bit of control at the moment.. “Please give me your cum Daddy.. I’ve been your good girl~~” The words spilling from your lips were turning you on, you keep picturing his hot load deep inside your cunt. You were squirming a bit more as your orgasm was slowly approaching.

“I want you to look at me as you cum ,” Ran thrusted deeper and faster inside your pussy. Your slick walls gripping onto his cock. This didn’t stop Ran’s pace, he continued his rapid pace. Multiple curse words came from his mouth. “You want my hot sticky cum inside you _____?” gritting his teeth, his eyes hyper focused on you.

“Yes I want you cum Ran~~~, please give it to me, give it to me~~!,” you whined out loud and felt the tingling sensation run all through your body as you climaxed. Ran called your name out loud before he came, pushing his cock fully inside of you. The amount of cum being forced into your cunt began to leak out as he thrust a few more times. He rests his forehead against yours trying to catch his breath. His body felt a bit weak but he didn’t want to come crashing on you. The panting coming from you and Ran as you both were coming down from your high was vehement. “I will always be your Ran.” softly pressing your lips against his, he brushing the strands of your hair out of your face.

“Likewise princess…” about a min or two passed before he removed his cock from inside your. The cum seeping from your cunt. Before you could get comfortable both of you went into the shower. The clothing he has brought you was an outfit for the following day and one of his shirts to sleep in. The oversize shirt fitting your small frame. Drying your hair he saw your face through the mirror. No makeup on just your bare face. You saw his eyes looking at you through the mirror giving a smile back at him. Both of you getting into bed, you both were in each other's arms the night as you both drifted to sleep. It was around 4 in the morning when Ran noticed you were on your side asleep. He wanted to feel the warmth of your body. Grabbing you by your outer thigh he pulled you closer to him, his arms wrapped around you. It did wake you by the movement of your body being pulled. Turning around to face him, your arms wrapping around him, your legs becoming tangled with his. “I meant what I said earlier, don’t ever get discouraged.” his voice was a bit groggy kissing your forehead.

Your eyes were still closed and a smile planted on your smile. “I won’t.”

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