Do you think that because my obsessive checking of updates tick you off?? Because you're right! YES I AM😭😭 MY SITE 😭😭😭 I AM FREE THE WHOLE DAY AND I HAVE NO AO3 HOW DO I SURVIVE
😭😭😭😭 very valid, the only reason I can read right now is because I already had this tab open 😭 the fic is almost over so I'm hoping with everything in me that ao3 goes back up before that
(yes it will be late when I finish it, yes I have to work tomorrow, no I don't give a fuck)
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omg can you do a daddy Satoru, who noticed just how sexy his girl has become? head empty just thirsting rn 😭
I wrote this at midnight 🩷 so it’s a bit bad mb 😕 tags: incest!!!!!!!!!!! MINORS AND ANTIS DNI!!!!!! Umm cheating?? from the reader lol
“You’re looking so pretty… such a big girl, huh?” Satoru grins as he twirls a few strands of your hair, his eyes scanning you up and down until they fall on your chest for a few moments.
“Mhm! Thank you, daddy,” a smile graces your lips as you process his compliments, the way he’s looking at you so flattering.
Satoru knows it’s wrong, he knows how bad it really is… but he just can’t help himself! He’s recently started noticing how fine of a woman you’ve grown into, and the way your little dumb mind is still calling him daddy even though you’re already 22… everything about it attracts Satoru to you.
“‘Course, princess,” he pats your cheek affectionately, his eyes staring at you in a way that’s probably a bit too comfortable for a father and daughter.
In all honesty, you really don’t know how such a simple, seemingly innocent enough, compliment resulted in you face down, ass up on your dad’s bed, crying and pulling at the sheets as he thrusts his fat cock into your tight hole.
“Ugh, daddy!” You whine into the pillows, your voice muffled from it as well.
“Hush, baby, gotta stay quiet…” Satoru groans before landing a smack to your ass and rubbing it to soothe it. He’s so big, stretching you out just right.
Your juices paint his dick as you whine into the pillows underneath you. You turn your head to the side so you can breathe, the room reeks of sex and filthiness. While Satoru knows he shouldn’t be doing this to his own daughter, that thought doesn’t even cross your mind.
He just can’t resist you when you’ve grown up to be such a beautiful woman, so kind and loyal to your caring daddy. You can feel his veins sliding along your walls, fucking his hips back and forth, every thrust eliciting a loud cry out of you.
“Can feel you S’deep, daddy…” you mumble, squeezing Satoru’s girth tight, which pushes a grunt out of him.
“Yeah?” He laughs, drinking in the way you’re becoming so dumb on your daddy’s cock. Satoru listens to the harsh skin to skin contact, his hips slamming against the flesh of your ass.
“Uh-huh!” A gasp falls from your lips and your eyebrows knit together. “Daddy, my boyfriend’s never made me feel so good…” now that surprises Satoru. You have a boyfriend? Since when?
“You’ve got a boyfriend, sweetheart?” He asks, “you never told me that.” Despite now being aware of your status, his hips don’t stop (even when they should have a while ago)—in fact, quite the opposite; you can feel him getting more aggressive with his thrusts, filling you up.
“Oh! ‘M sorry,” you bury your head back into the pillow below you. “Wanted to introduce you to him, but…” you trail off and your eyes roll to the back of your head, feeling your stomach tighten up the more he goes.
While it is true that you have a boyfriend, he’s not the best. He can’t even make you cum!
“‘S alright, princess, don’t worry.” Satoru’s fingers are digging into your hips, pulling you along with his. “He’s shitty, isn’t he? Daddy makes you feel better, yeah?” And he’s completely right, even he knows it. So you respond in a nod and a whimper.
“Gonna cum, daddy!” You cry out, which makes Satoru grin lazily.
“I know, sweet girl,” he whispers, “cum on daddy’s cock, baby, you can do it.” And in a few moments, you’re gushing all over your dad’s dick, moaning and crying throughout the whole thing while he just keeps fucking you relentlessly, feeling his own release coming just from seeing and hearing you experience your own pleasure.
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Hi! I was wondering if you'd be interested in writing headcanons of Jason Todd as the reader's boyfriend? Probably like the general dynamic of the relationship, love language, etc. Whatever you think goes best! :)
of course! i can finally use my hcs of boyfie jason to good use oml i have so much in store for you loves 😚
(this has been sitting in my drafts for so long and now that its almost v-day i think its pretty fitting to post this <3 also pls remember that these are my personal hcs so some may be entirely ooc but this is how i imagine him to be okay 😭)
Very affectionate behind closed doors
Jason wasn't a very clingy person to begin with. in fact the first time you held hands you swore you saw drops of sweat drip down the side of his face, it's hilarious. it took him a while to get around giving physical affection but once he did, hugs and kisses are non-stop. he'll either give you quick or aggressive but gentle kisses or would simply ask you to climb onto him on your shared bed and lay your head on his chest as he sleeps. he'd search for your hand and give it a squeeze when the both of you are in a big crowd (ex; galas, parties) or just rest his hand on the small of your back— as intimidating he might seem, he's just a big baby in your hands.
A pretty decent cook, to say the least
Could be an unpopular opinion but i'd say Jason isn't all too bad in the kitchen, he can pretty much fix up a simple meal if he wants to. The man could either fuck up the microwave or invent a whole new recipe just to fit your cravings, there's no in between. He doesn't want to admit it but he has a secret folder in his phone of all the recipes to your favourite dishes from lunch meals to deserts; so now on every occassion, you can expect waking up to the fresh scent of your favourite food set on the table <3
Midnight joyrides are the best
Do y'all know those tiktok accs that own a motorbike and just drive around with their partners sitting behind them? That's exactly how i imagine what it would be like to be Jason's partner 👊👊 literally like; "bubs put on your helmet" "are we going out? at this time?" "what, you don't want to?" "well, yeah i do..." "good, i'll have the bike out front then" then you guys just drive around on his bigass bike zooming through the city. He'd also have his hands run down your leg that's straddling him from behind at every stoplight possible wkehwjhejwhd
Getting out of bed is almost impossible
The first time you two moved in together was really exciting, waking up finding yourself beside the love of your life sleeping peacefully to eating breakfast and dinner with them too. But as time went by, it became almost your mission everyday to get out of bed without being held back by Jason pulling you back under the sheets. You'd have to be sneaky to move his arm that's wrapped around your waist before his reflexes react soon enough; "mmh, going somewhere?" "jay, i gotta get to work" "10 more minutes love, i promise. I'll just drive you there it's much faster" "you said that 5 minutes ago— i'll be late again!" "are you saying you'd rather leave me alone?" "jace i–" "mhm exactly, so stay a'ight? you could just tell them you caught that flu" "i already did...two days ago..."
Absolutely adores your eyes, hands and waist
I'm a firm believer that Jason is a certified waist-grabber !!! you can expect the rough tips of his gloves glide over from your back all the way to your waist once he comes home from work. He also looooves looking into your eyes and see his reflection in them, the same eyes that showed nothing but pure love and kindness to him. And he also likes your hands; the size difference when you compare them, how they wrapped around his own, and how they cling onto him every chance you get. He thinks it's such a cute mannerism (if you have them too)
He asks for fashion advice, sometimes
Jason'll probably throw on a shirt, jacket, pants and boots then call it day before he met you— but he's even conscious of how colors looked on him now. You were his stylist, often picking out clothes and giving him new looks that you think looks best on him just because he once saw a photo of him and thought the shirt and pants he had didn't match at all. Jason always thought clothes only consists of hoodies, sweatpants, shirts, but now even knows what 'preppy' clothing is after you explained it to him.
His love language is words of affirmation and physical touch
This may vary to some people but i do hc Jason's love language to be words of affirmation and physical touch. Words of affirmation; only because he absolutely loves it when he tells you what he genuinely thinks of you at the moment. "You look great in red", "i'm proud of what you did there", "i love you, y'know that right?", "you look so gorgeous, i'm lucky to have you" and physical touch; because he's totally convinced he can't live without you by his side. Jason would want to be next or near you at any given chance, he'll have you scooted beside him while he reads a book or gently rub his hand against your thigh when he's focused on a movie. Your presence alone gives him the comfort he's always longing for in nights that he's away from home, and you'd glady give it to him.
Very protective over you
It's probably a known fact that Jason is a protective person but when it comes to you he can be over the top in making sure you're okay (especially when you're also a vigilante/hero working with him.) You'll always have to assure him that you're fine and not bleeding to death with a papercut or when you accidentlly stub your toe against the bed. But when you're also a crime-fighter like him, best believe he'll always have you stay and guarded behind him. You had to explain so many times that you could also take care of yourself like he can, though it's understandable why he acts that way most of the time.
Acts all tough, but melts when you're around
Around the times when Jason still had a lil crush on you, he'd never let his guard down and likes to appear cold or tough. But once you were dating he's an absolute shy babe even with the smallest gestures or compliments you give him. He'd only crack a smile at the side comments you make but is mentally falling apart. Or when he can't keep up the act he simply dips his head in the corner of your neck and stay there til he stops blushing like a teen getting his first kiss.
Is a part of the sassy man apocalypse
Sometimes, you question if this man is simply your bestfriend or your boyfriend of how many years. The amount of bickering the two of you end up having is like watching two friends fight over peanut butter vs chocolate. You'd suggest a book you've been reading that he absolutely despises and have a debate right there and then. It's almost like that one Friends scene when Joey and Rachel were giving spoilers back to back at each other LMAO. The man also has an unhealthy habit of popping a hip whenever he stands, your gallery would probably be filled with pictures of him in that stance alone.
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