#HES SO DADDYYYYYY

[hoodzgyal]

Jason is a certified hair pulling enthusiast and i won’t be told otherwise. Like, he won’t do it if you don’t want him to, cause he’s a good bf like that, but the second you give him the all clear it’s OVER. Literally doesn’t even matter what type of hair you got, straightened, lace front, or braids? wrapping it around his fist to pull your head up to keep you from muffling your moans/force you to look up at him while he’s over you. Can’t put his fingers through it? Grabbing your neck from behind, tilting your head back so he can kiss you while he’s drilling your shit. He has a license to get a handful and just yank.

OOOOHHHH THIS WAS SO YUMMIEEEE THANK U NONNIE !!!!

he’s trying to be gentle bc he knows u j got this new install and ur gonna fuck him up (not in the fun way) if u wake up in the morning and the lace looks a mess. but poor baby can’t help it🥺 you’re sucking him off so well, he just has to use your hair to guide you! his eyes are low and dazed as he stares down at you… he’s murmuring countless, “sorry, baby, can’t help it,” over and over before taking his bottom lip in between his teeth. lovingly smooths your hair as he cums, tiredly moaning, “so pretty, baby.”

inversely,,,, LOVESSSS getting his hair pulled when he eats you out ! your acrylics are deliciously scratching at his scalp as he toys with your clit. when he does something you like, you loudly moan, pulling him by his hair where you want him. he moans like an absolute slut when it happens, letting out a deep, low whine that sounds like something off pornhub. his eyes are rolling back into his head as you continue to roughly direct him. idk jaybaby is just kinda a whore. love that for him.

[inkykeiji]

when he condescendingly calls you sweetheart ♡

[emeraldbabygirl]

TAEWOONG SIR EXCUSE ME COME BE SEXY AT MY HOUSE PRETTY PLEASE 🥺👉👈

@atinystaypixie he’s so 😩🫠🫠🫠

[hsincerely]

“No, you don’t say his name when I fuck you. You say mine.”

[fivefeetfangirl]

how are you doing post ep7 my friend?

oh its so not going well. bad idea watching this right before i am going out to meet someone 😭😭

[emmyrosee]

Every morning was a pleasant routine.

Rintaro would get up, press a sweet, light kiss to your head before heading out for a run- then, he’d come back just in time for you and Kaiya to be up and making breakfast for him while he showers.

Then, he’d change, have a small bite for breakfast, watch one episode of whatever show was on with his baby while he brushed her hair, then kiss her goodbye and allow you to drown him in your own share of goodbye kisses before he heads off to work.

But today, he just. Skipped it. Instead of getting up for a run, he whines and buries himself in the pillows for a bit more sleep. Instead of showering, he throws on clean enough clothes and deodorant while you’re struggling to prepare a semi-sufficient breakfast for your husband as he scrambles to get all his practice gear ready. He packs Akito's lunch and sends him off to school with a ruffle of his hair, while a toothbrush is jammed down his throat.

Kaiya watches, confused, as you smear apple jam over a piece of toast and pour him a cup of coffee, knowing he’d have to take it in the car in any chance to make it in on time. The child merely makes her way into the living room to wait for her father to come watch Bluey as he did every morning.

“Got your phone? Water? Protein bar? Lunch- Rin do not forget your lunch again- change of socks?” All of your asking gets a hurried, quickly glanced “yes” or “got it” from Rin. He stuffs the toast into his mouth and plants a half-successful kiss to your cheek in order to head out. “Love you girls!”

“Love you too!” You call back, watching him make his way out of the house, struggling slightly with the disorganized bag.

“Mommy?” Kaiya whimpers, her cheeks stained with strawberry juice. “Where daddy going?”

You crouch down to your little girls height, wondering if she just forgot that he left everyday, or whatever the case may be, “well… he’s going to work, baby, he’ll be back soon!”

“Daddy’s gone?”

“Yeah baby… we can get lunch with him later if you would like to-“

“No!” She cries, her wide, green eyes filling with tears. Your heart sinks, you really don’t know what the problem is, and that sadness only grows when Kaiya, in all her four year old energy can muster, runs to the large living room window that looks out to the driveway, her tiny fists banging on the glass. “Daddyyyyy!” She wails, her cries becoming more frantic.

“Kaiya, it’s okay! Daddy will be home later-“

“Daddyyyyyy!”

Instinctively, you bring your hands up to try and cover up your ears from the scream of your baby, shocked at the volume and distress of her shrieks.

Suddenly, she runs from the window to the front door, and your heart absolutely jumps in your throat, fearing she’s going to try and book it about the front door to follow her dad.

When you make a move to chase her, you let out a relieved breath to see her clutched in the arms of her Rintaro, her tiny face buried in his neck and his, in her hair. Little sniffles and whimpers slip from her tiny face, interwoven with small little “I’m sorry, princess,” falling from Rin’s lips.

“She had a meltdown when you left, Rin,” you explain, leaning against the wall in exhaustion from the already hectic morning. Your hands scrub your face to relieve the fatigue, but you freeze and almost smack yourself when Kaiya finally peeps up.

“I-it’s ‘cause you didn’t say goodbye t'me,” she whimpers, and Rintaro squeezes her impossibly closer, his eyes screwing shut to fight his own shame. Neither of you even processed that, it was so crazy that a simple ‘love you!’ was sufficient enough to quell your need for his affection, but both of you clearly forgot about your daughter’s needs.

“I know, Angel, I’m so sorry,” he says softly, placing a sweet kiss on her temple. “Daddy was too busy this morning huh? Needs to make sure he takes care of his favorite girls?” His eyes flick to you before he opens one of his arms for you to come into for a hug.

His embrace is tempting, but you sigh softly, “Rin, you’ll be late-“

“‘M already late,” he chuckles, shaking his head. “But I’m almost halfway tempted to call in sick and spend the day here, so I’d get in this hug if I were you.”

In truth, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t about to take him up on that offer, spend the day with the two loves of your life with a nice hot breakfast, maybe a couple of Disney movies and a walk in the park, but it wouldn’t be right; not when Rin already works so hard to be able to provide you with that life while he’s busy playing or even out of the country.

Regardless, you slip to your knees and crawl into Rin’s other side, your hand wrapping around his broad shoulders so your fingers can tangle in his soft hair, which he happily leans into.

He plants a kiss to your head before nuzzling his nose against Kaiya’s own dark hair, “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, baby. I’ll be better next time."

“You better,” she whimpers. You and Rin look at each other and chuckle, none of you daring to leave the hug.

If anything, you squeeze tighter, not ready to let the world interrupt yet.

—-

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[mattscoquette]

soft snores could be heard throughout you and your boyfriend’s shared bedroom, the both of you in a deep sleep from the day you both had. work was crazy for you today, you ending up having to stay an extra hour later to catch up on all your work from the week, and it had only been wednesday. your two daughters spent the day shopping with their uncles while your boyfriend, matt, stayed home cleaning up the apartment, it growing messier and messier by the day due to raising two four year old girls. since the both of you were sound asleep, you didn’t hear the soft pitter-pattering of footsteps down the hall or your bedroom door creaking open. the two girls, lorelai and valerie, tip-toed over to matt’s side, nudging him gently.

“daddy,” valerie whispered, poking matt’s shoulder softly. she tried again when he didn’t budge. “daddy,” she said a little louder.

matt stirred in his sleep, turning over towards the middle of the bed. this prompted valerie to climb up into the bed, her little legs dangling as she tried to pull herself up. she successfully made it up, sitting on her knees as she shook matt again. “daddyyyyyy” she whined.

matt grumbled, rubbing his eyes and turning onto his back again to face his daughter, placing his large hand on her tiny arms as his rubbed his thumb back and forth. “what’s up, princess?” he asked sleepily.

“m’scared, i had a bad dream,” she whispered, as if saying it any louder would make a monster appear underneath the bed. “i tried sleeping with lorelai but she’s scared too.”

matt rubbed his eyes, looking behind valerie to see lorelai standing behind her, nervously playing with the ends of her hair.

“okay, babydoll, come here.” he said, and in a quick and effortless motion, he pulled valerie onto his stomach, laying her down on his chest while he scooped lorelai off the floor, cuddling her into his side. both the girls snuggled in close to their dad, making themselves cozy. “do you wanna talk about it sweetie?” matt asked.

he felt valerie shake her head against him, burying her head in his chest. matt brought his arm up, running his hands up and down his daughter’s back while his other arm was wrapped around lorelai. after a moment’s pause, valerie picked her head up, tears starting to well in her big blue eyes.

“i had a dream you and mommy weren’t here,” she started, a couple tears beginning to fall, “and i went to go get sissy and she wasn’t here too.”

“aww baby,” matt cooed, pressing a kiss to her head, “i’m always gonna be here with you, okay?”

she sniffled and nodded, bringing her head back down to his chest again.

“and mommy is always gonna be here and so is lorelai.” he told her, continuing to rub her back, nudging lorelai at his side. “right, lo?”

the little girl nodded, breaking away from her dad’s hold for a second to lean up and give her sister a hug, kissing her cheek softly. matt smiled at the interaction, hugging his girls tighter. “i love you both so much.” he told them. he turned his head to the side, watching you sleep peacefully. unable to contain himself, he gently pulled you into his side, trying his best not to wake you. you stirred lightly, your arm instinctively draping over matt, only to be stopped by valerie’s tiny body on top of him.

“the girls okay?” you mumbled, still practically asleep.

“we’re okay mommy.” lorelai chriped on the other side of matt.

“yeah,” valerie hummed in agreement.

“mkay.” you sighed, dozing back off into slumber, the twins following suite soon after.

matt stayed awake until he knew all his girls were sound asleep, pressing kisses to their heads once more, before falling back into sleep again, thinking about how happy he was to be falling asleep with his three favorite girls next to him.

© mattscoquette

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[strniohoeee]

ahhh you’re my favorite writer!! can you write something about dad!matt please!! maybe something about the whole family going to the cape

Warm Summers

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Fourth of July Weekend calls for fireworks, barbecues and most importantly family. Matt, Y/N and their twins take a trip to the Cape for the holiday weekend☀️

Warnings⚠️: None, this one was kinda cute. Might make more dad Matt fics in the future 😌 to the person that requested this thank you for the support I LOVE YOUUUU😭🖤

Song for Imagine: Tell Me I’m Dreaming- Los Yesterdays

The star make diamonds

Upon your face

The moon smiles down

From outer space

“And the Princess was so so sad because she thought her Prince didn’t want to be with her. He said he was afraid that he would hurt her” I said as I slid the sock on my daughters foot

“No! Mommy… the Princess needs her Prince” She said getting sad

“But then on a rainy cold night the Princess sat in her room, crying and holding her pillow close to her chest. Oh how she wished her Prince would come back” I said as I finished slipping her sneakers on, scooting over to put the socks and sneakers on her twin sister

“And then what?” She practically screeched

“Suddenly a soaking wet Prince ran up her castle stairs and bursted into her room. He fell to his knees crying with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Begging the Princess to take him back and saying how foolish he had been. He said he wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of his life with her and to make her his Queen” I said watching as her and her sisters eyes lit up

“Did she take him back? Mommy please tell me she took him back” They both screeched as they clung onto their pink stuffed bunnies

“The Princess did! She got up and grabbed the Prince sooo tight and she kissed him” I replied

“Ewwww” they started scrunching their faces up as I laughed

“And they stood there hugging forever. And next thing you know they became King and Queen, they got married and had two twin girls” I replied as I smiled

“Twin girls? Like us!” They said as their eyes lit up

“Just like you both” I responded winking

“Mommy, is that a real story?” they asked

“Yes it is and your daddy was the stupid Prince who almost made the worst decision of his life” Matt suddenly spoke from the bedroom door frame

“DADDYYYYYY” they yelled as they jumped off their beds and into Matt’s embrace. Which caused me to smile

“Daddy you almost didn’t marry mommy? How could you? That’s so silly… she’s the best mama ever” Our daughter asked him

“I know daddy wasn’t so smart when he was younger. I’ll never forget that rainy night. You know that’s why your name is Lluvia. It’s Spanish for rainy season and you so happened to be born during a rainy season” Matt said kissing her on the forehead

“And what about me?” My other daughter asked him

“You’re Luna which is Latin for the moon, the night you both were born it happened to be a full moon and raining” I responded as I took Luna from Matt’s arm

“Mommy and Daddy are so cool” Lluvia squealed as she giggled

“We’re the coolest” I said winking at them

“Now who’s ready for that trip” Matt asked them as they started to jump around in our arms

“MEEEEE” they both yelled

We put them down and let them run down the stairs. Watching to make sure they got to the bottom we both let out a sigh.

Matt looked over at me and pulled me into a hug. Pulling back slightly I leaned in and planted a kiss to his lips.

“I can’t believe we’re 26 with a house and kids” I said reminiscing on our teenage years

Matt and I had been together since we were 18 and friends our whole life. It’s so crazy that this gross sticky boy I used to be neighbors with is the father of my kids and my husband….full circle moment

“Twins at that…. Want one more?” He asked me as he cocked an eyebrow

“With our luck I’d pop out another set of twins or even triplets” I said laughing as I grabbed the girls mini suitcases

“We’d have a herd of Sturniolos” he said giggling

“A herd is insanity, the girls are 4… so another one or two wouldn’t hurt” I said looking over at him

“Good thing we’re all going to be in separate rooms up in the Cod” he responded winking at me

“You are sickkk” I said smacking him playfully

Loading up the car we buckled the girls in. Matt and I’s family always went to Cape Cod during the summer months. It has been a tradition since before we were born. So naturally we thought now was the perfect time to start taking them.

Lucky for us Matt purchased a cabin out there near his parents and my parents so we’d be able to have family get togethers and always be around one another.

Given it was Fourth Of July weekend we thought it was perfect for a whole family get together.

Our hour and a half drive flew by as we spent most of it listening to Disney hits and stopping the girls from fighting with one another. They were just like Matt and his brothers.

We arrived after everyone and settled our stuff into our cabin. Taking the short walk over to his parents where everyone was at.

“Yooooo” Chris said as we walked out back to where everyone was sitting

“Hey guys” I said as I put the girls down

One ran to my mom and the other ran to Mary-Lou. As they hugged their grandparents I said hi to mine and my in laws.

“How was the ride out here?” Jimmy asked Matt

“Not too bad for holiday weekend to be honest” he said opening up the cooler and getting a juice pouch out for each of the girls

“Y/N how are you? Matt driving you crazy?” Justin asked me

“I’m good and honestly he’s been better” I said winking at Matt

Nick came over to play with the girls as I chatted with everyone.

“Okay but who’s the best uncle?” Chris asked Luna

“You both are” Luna said

“What? Not fair I’m better” he said crossing his arms over his chest

“I like Nick the best” Lluvia said as she hugged Nicks arm

“Only because he lets you do whatever you want” Chris said

“nuh uh” she said shaking her head

“Yuh huh” Chris said shaking his head

“He went from fighting with us like a child to fighting with our kids like a child” Matt said laughing

“You’re a meany uncle Chris” Lluvia said sticking her tongue out

“La La La La I can’t hear you” he said covering his ears and sticking his tongue out at her

“Will you quit being a child” Nick said smacking Chris

Giggling at them it was closer to dinner time. We all sat at the large table outside as we chatted.

The girls sat on my lap and Matt sat next to me. Turning our chairs towards each other Matt was feeding the girls while I ate.

Cutting up their hotdogs into bite size pieces he fed them as I held on to them. Wiping their mouth and giving them a sip of their waters

“Babe do you want the rest of my burger”I asked Matt

“Yeah, leave it there I’ll finish it” He said nodding his head

“All done” Matt said in his baby voice as the girls finished eating

“Grandma” Luna said as she began to slide out my arms

“You want to go with grandma” Matt asked her

She nodded her head and rubbed her eyes, anytime Mary Lou was around Luna had to lay on her and fall asleep. Lluvia reached out to my dad and so I gave her to him. Somehow within 10 minutes she landed in Justin’s arms and was dozing off.

Matt sat down and began to eat, standing up I headed over to the cooler and grabbed him a root beer. Opening it up for him I placed it next to his plate.

“Thank you baby” he responded winking at me

“You’re welcome, thank you for feeding them and letting me eat” I said blowing him a kiss

“Always my love” he said taking a sip of his soda

“It’s so funny to me watching you all grow up together. Sitting here at this table since birth and now two of our babies are married with babies” My mom said

“It’s so interesting to watch. I for sure thought Y/N hated all of them. I never imagined Matt and her to end up together” Justin said giggling

“I always thought yall had cooties and that’s why I never liked hanging out with you guys till we got older. I never thought Matt and I would need up together it’s so funny” I responded

“You guys just work so well together, I love you guys” Chris said reaching over and hugging Matt

Laughing at this we all finished our dinner. Having dessert with coffee as we watched the fireworks. The girls enjoy all the pretty colors.

We laid in the grass with the girls as we watched the fireworks. Reminiscing about our past.

We spent the rest of the weekend there jumping between houses for hangouts. And even getting alone time with Matt’s brothers as our parents took the kids. It was beautiful and peaceful, and I loved Matt and the girls with all my heart…

The End

Idk how I feel about this, but I hope you enjoyed it!!!! Can't wait to post more akekekek. Love yall dearly I’m almost at 2,640 followers which is insanity to me. Thank you sooo much🥹🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

[bvnniz]

Heyy!! Could i request Vox x Bunny x Val>_< if u dont mind you dont have to do thiss butt what if vam or vox were abt to eat bunny out and see she has sh scars on her innert high. What would they do? Would they care or ignore it

so do we all love bunny x voxval as much as me ??? ( i will literally do any voxval x bunny req )

𝜗𝜚 warnings: SMUT mentions, 18+, self harm, vox is referred to as daddy, then valentino as papi, comfort

“ughhhhh are you guys done with paperwork yet!” you groaned as you shifted your body so you were laying across the two rather than sitting on valentino’s lap. valentino lets out a chuckle “little conejita need attention?” you just rolled your eyes, staring up at vox who was the one who would usually give you anything you wanted when you stared up at him with those doe eyes of yours, he always said you didn’t need hypnotism like him or valentino’s smoke to get your way, your eyes were your own hypnotism.

“daddyyyyyy” valentino shook his head before pushing your legs off of him, you immediately moved to sit on vox’s lap grinding yourself down on his thigh. “pleaseee.” he put his paperwork to the side before sighing. “give me one good reason.”

you thought for a second before smiling “because i’m wearing a cute skirt with tights under and papi always says my skirts look even cuter on the ground and that you both love ripping holes in my tights” vox smiled at you before shaking his head. “you’re not wrong princess.”

valentino smiled, knowing full well you had won. “c’mere baby.” you got off vox’s lap and immediately stood in front of valentino. “such a pretty little conejita.” he kissed your head before picking you up and putting you over his shoulder, walking towards the shared bedroom, smacking your ass on the way which made a giggle come out of you.

vox had followed behind the two of you, mostly worried about the fact valentino has dropped you before due to carrying you like this and he wasn’t planning on getting yelled at by you during the fit you would have if you were dropped.

valentino tossed you on the bed, a giggle coming out of you as you bounced up. vox shook his head while letting out a chuckle. “someone’s in a really good mood today.” he kissed your head before sitting behind you and starting to pull your tights off of you, your clear sign that it was gonna be a long night.

valentino immediately placed himself between your thighs, kissing from your knee up. although he halted when he got to your upper thighs. you immediately realizing what you forgot about and pulling your legs under yourself so you were sitting on them. “conejita.” you turned to vox trying to climb onto his lap, terrified of the look valentino was giving you, it was the look you had only seen from him with his workers.

he grabbed your foot pulling you back towards him. “vox.” he had just been staring at the two of you confused, before moving from behind you and looking at what valentino had been staring at, that’s when he saw it, cuts littered around your inner thighs, some old but some that couldn’t be older than a couple days.

“princess” vox said softly, his heart practically being ripped out as he tried counting how many cuts there were. he looked at your face seeing those doe eyes he loved so much practically pouring tears out.

he pulled you off the bed before kneeling to your height and pulling you into a hug. “we’re not mad at you princess, i promise you.” he held his pinky out to you, you immediately wrapping your own around his. “i’m not gonna make you talk about it now, but we are gonna need a discussion about this, if it’s either with me or papi. does that sound fair so far?” you nodded “yes daddy.”

“along with this all we’re gonna start checking on you making sure there’s no cuts on your body daily, the ones currently there we’re gonna be fine with but if there’s any new tomorrow we’re gonna have to stop giving you so much freedom, you’ll probably be with daddy or me more often, if that isn’t fair to you, you can say so, okay princesa?” valentino’s face had softened him giving you a smile to try and calm you down.

“no papi.” both of their eyes widened, usually you always said yes to what they said, it wasn’t that you couldn’t think or live for yourself but you preferred that way of them telling you how your life would go.

“what don’t you like princesa?” he asked pulling your head off of vox so you had to look at him “wanna be with you more.” he nodded, finally crouching down to your height. “freedom too much for you conejita? you upset you don’t have enough time with daddy & papi?” you nodded again, vox holding you a little tighter at that. “is it you don’t have enough time with papi or me, princess?” you shook your head. “tell me what you need princess, i need you to use your words.”

“just wanna be with daddy or papi always.” he nodded before kissing your head. “how about every other day you come to my office then the days you aren’t with me you’re at the studio?” you nodded and vox smiled down at you. “you’re still gonna get checked tho, we gotta make sure our little princess is safe and unharmed at all times.”

[nysrage]

Morning Wood, Aran Ojiro.

aran is always most infatuated with your body in the morning, what more could he honestly say..?

aran would never admit it, but he was quite needy for you in the morning. always finding himself stirring out of his sleep, those deep grey eyes fluttering open to your thick curvy body. wearing nothing but one of his tees that showed off the silhouette your beautiful body, dips on curves carved into the fabric, perky brown nipples contrasting behind the white, and full round ass on display. pressed so close against aran while he slept that he couldn’t help but wake up to his raging wood.

he backed away palming himself, trying to grasp at the bit of self control he has left but you nestle your back side right into him again. that sense a warmth lost once you felt the slightest breeze in your sleep. “stop moving pa..” morning voice so sweet and light, sending a rush of arousal through his body, he couldn’t hold out anymore, pulling you closer and grinding himself against the soft brown flesh of your ass. mumbling a soft ‘fuck’ to himself at how warm it was against him. his hands roaming every inch of your body as your softly cooed in your sleep, this big strong hands traveling from your ass, to your breast, and finally your clothed pussy. a heated radiated from you body, letting aran know you felt his every touch. he gently ran his fingers over your clothed folds, before circling your throbbing clit, making you stir. eyebrows pinching together as you slowly awaken, soft moans leaving your lips once he pulled your panties aside.

sucking and kissing at your neck, still filled with your flirtatious perfume. finger’s continuing to massage and pinch at your clit, granting him a few gasps and whines from you. whispering to you while he continued to suck hickies into your skin, voice sending shivers down your spine. “take all dis off, wanna see you..” and you did just that, aiding him in removing every piece of the clothing, naked brown skin in full view for him to see. “you so beautiful..” reaching down and teasing two fingers at your leaking pussy, covering his fingers in your slick while his thumbs pressed against your clit. “arannn, stop teasinggg.” you whined, leg opening to give him more access. aran smirked against your skin. placing a wet kiss behind your ear. “let me get it from the side baby.”

“ohh my godd, daddyy fuckkk!” you moaned into aran’s mouth as he sloppily kissed you, digging you out from the side. arousal pooling out on his dick as he fucked you deep, strong hand hooked beneath your knee to keep you spread the way he loved. “i know baby, love she keep talkin t’me.” sounds of your squelching pussy and sloppy kissing echoing out in the room.

“so fucking good mama, you takin’ me so well..” aran looked down yo where you two we’re connected, watching as you sucked him in with every retreating thrust. your arm hooking beneath your thigh to give your man more room for his deep strokes. “uh huh, open her up f’r me.” a deep groan escaping his lips as your arousal creamed down onto his pelvis. thick dick stretching you out just right, hips rolling deep into your sweet spot, hitting it repeatedly. “ouuu yess! like that yes!” hiking your leg up higher for him to give you ever single inch “mhmm, that dick feel good?” you nod, biting down on your lip to try and suppress the loud whines, breathe catching in your throat with every deep thrust. his hand reaching around to circle your clit, eyes rolling back into your head as your nails dig into his shoulder. “mmm, d-daddyyyyyy”

“that’sss it, cum for me pretty girl.” tightening around him like the perfect glove, as he massage that spot within. legs shaking once the heat in your core grew unbearable, swelling until you squirted. soaking both aran and the bed beneath you. his hips never stilling as he continued to dig you out, strokes firm yet sloppy as he reached his limit. “m’right behind you ma.. i’m bout t’ nut!” thrusting deep into you one last time before filling you up, slowly pulling out to watch his thick cum spill out from you. “well good morning to you too.” you breathe out giggling.

“good morning baby..” aran smiled, leaving a soft kiss on your lips.

[keyrey]

ꕥ𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐰/ 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢ꕥ

“When my father didn’t have my hand, he had my back.” —Linda Poindexter

■□■(SFW, family headcannon.)■□■

𝓡𝓮𝓭, a testament to never-ending strength and courage. White, a resemblance of peace and purity. Denmark, a hot-ass place to be in the middle of summer, wearing a thick cream colored suit and tie. It’s what you’ve been trying to tell your headstrong, handsome, manly hunk of a husband all evening. Although somehow, you’ve ended up bundled in layers of silk sheets, the orange sun peeking through the sheer curtains, the ever-so-calming timbre of Farum Lake and rustling leaves, cradled warmly in the embrace of the man we all know and love, Kento freaking Nanami.

“I swear I’m gonna break that damn clock one day,” you blurt out before your mind can register what you said. A slight offense on your part—forgetting that the clock you’re so avidly pressed about was Nanami’s grandmother’s, one of the last remnants of her being. Grandpa Soren’s house is the worst place to be in the scorching summer heat. Do you want air conditioning? Buy a water bottle and a bucket of ice. If it weren’t for the croissant bakery, the ice cream truck, and the taco joint down the road, you’d flee right back to good ol’ Ammurica on the first flight available, but… this is one of the sacrifices you have to make when you have a husband, right?

"I love your commitment to destroying antique furniture. Maybe we should replace all our furniture with IKEA next." 

You can’t help but roll your eyes at his snarkiness. He does that sometimes, most of the time. “Nanami—” “I apologize.” 

“Yeah, you better, fool!” You laugh heartily, chest hurting as you throw a nearby pillow at him. But of course, with his trained Jujutsu reflexes, he dodged it perfectly even though he’s retired. 

“Dammit! I will get you next time!” The other pillow you were about to chuck straight into that gorgeous face of his, got halted by the creek of the rusty metal hinges. You both looked, craning your heads to the side. 

Slimy fingers which most definitely were coated with snot and boogers trailed up your sides. An ooey, gooey monster? No… just your five year old girl, Jasmine, who runs in the house like she owns the place. You refuse to tell her that one day, she will. 

Jasmine held one of those velcro wooden pizza sets that you can mix and match. You guessed it was her favorite feature because it was the only explanation for a pineapple, salmon, mushroom and pepperoni pizza all in one. To make it even better, her slobbery fingers made an excellent argument on why NOT to indulge in this intriguing delicacy. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDYYYYYYY!!!!” Jasmine was your crazy ball of energy, you really have no idea how she is such a contrast to both your and Nanami’s personalities. 

Grandpa Soren shuffled into the room, his long beard swinging slightly with each step. Coupled with an angular visage. The lines on his face told stories of loneliness, but his eyes brightened as they took in the sight of his family. 

His voice, though worn and gravelly, carried a tender note as he spoke. "I'm sorry," he said, running a hand through his beard, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "She just really wanted to see you on your birthday, Nanami."

Jasmine returned to galloping around the master bedroom like the centaur she is– should be. 

"She's too fickle! Slips right out of my hands!" he chuckled, shaking his head in amused resignation.

“How would you all feel about a birthday breakfast in bed, hmm?” Now we’re talking. You were the first to raise your hand, NOT your birthday. Nanami looked at you, a knowing look on his face. A nod of confirmation, and Grandpa Soren is gone, whisked away into the wonders of the kitchen. 

The scent of warm pastry dough, buttery and slightly sweet, mingled with the eggs, created an irresistible symphony of smells that tickled the senses.

“Daddyyyyyy!!!! Why not eat my pizza!!!!!?? Is delicious!!!”

She really needs to go back to preschool. You couldn’t hold back your reaction, a fierce chortle, eliciting a brown faux fur pillow right in your face, shutting you up immediately. 

Nanami went into full-on dad mode, a mode that even when you two are alone, is hard to turn off. Literally, his pupils dilated fully, looking like a straight up puppy. He seemed to snake off the bed effortlessly and onto the ground, kneeling down to her level. You witnessed his hands tremble in fear as he stuck out the tip of his tongue to taste his daughter’s creation. 

“You like? You like, daddy!!???”

He tried his hardest not to break his facade and provided Jasmine with a crooked smile, attempting to hide the sensation of his stomach twitching.

“Delicious, baby. Make Daddy another one?” And thus began the start of a grave mistake that eventually roped you and Grandpa Soren around in it as well. Sour expressions ran through the family. Luckily, you were no longer burning in the heat as Grandpa invested into a fan. You thought you’d never see the day. Only Nanami would risk his life for his daughter’s wooden pizza creations. This is why Nanami is daddy. Our very own daddy. 

╰┈➤Banner (Canva rules) ╰┈➤Fanart drawn by yours truly - KeyRey. ╰┈➤Special thanks to @cafekitsune for the divider! ╰┈➤ Extra special thanks to @pseudowho for inspiration to start writing again ahhh! Love your work ❤️

(I don’t know if I was supposed to tag, sorry! New to the unspoken rules of tumblr etiquette 😅😅 >.<)

■□■<Unrelated Teaser for a potential sequel>■□■ An autistic dog accompanied by an autistic girl, an uncalled for turn of events, but my current reality as he shakes in my arms, petrified by the sharp, whirring whistles of red, white and blue. A symbol of bravery, peace and freedom. But we all know expectations and realities provide an unequivocal sense of falseness. Which is why a compressed thunder jacket, warm cozy blankets and bread coated in peanut butter, stuffed with an anxiety pill inside is the way to go.

Extra little note: A few mistakes might've went under my radar when writing this, please don't be afraid to point out corrections! ⇣⇣Real footage of Nanami and his baby⇣⇣

[dylan-duke]

Nora having a nightmare and waking up scared and it’s dark she tries to go to her dads room but is scared. She just screams until Quinn comes rushing upstairs from the movie he was watching downstairs and into Nora’s room.

its there first night back at the lake house, shes in a big girl bed for the first time and she just cant remember where dads room is and she doesn't want to wake up her uncles

so she screams

"DADDY! DADDYYYYYY!" until quinn gets up and comes running

its always a little heartbreaking for him too because shes so comfortable in van but the transition back to michigan is always tough on her

but he'll never turn away cuddles with his baby girl

[javierpena-inatacvest]

this will be osita and javi future kids, waiting for daddy to come home 🥺 https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSNk2Doyg/

Oh my god my HEART 😭🫠 it so will, Javi will be the type of dad that when he comes home, his kids are always the first ones to greet him- they barrel full speed towards him with their arms outstretched, screaming “Daddyyyyyy!!!” And he will literally drop everything to reach out and pick them up and spin them around while he gives them cute lil ticklish kisses that make them giggle even more.

When he finally sets them down, he’ll crouch down so they can tell him all about their day and he listens so intently bc those sweet babies are his whole world 😩 And then they’ll always ask to play but he always says “I gotta so say hi to Momma first.” And when he finds Osita, he wraps her up in a tight hug (probably sneaks in a squeeze of a handful of her ass), and tells her how happy he is to see all of you. He asks if she needs anything before he goes to play with the kids and most of the time her response is no so she can watch Javi play with the kids and how sweet he is with them.

And then that night, proceeds to tell him that she’ gonna need him to put another baby in her 😭🫠🤪

Okay, WELL, my ovaries are fried, thanks non!!!!

[beeceit]

finally watched under the red hood last night and the way jason interacts with bruce and dick is so fucking funny, like

jason when he's fucking with their mission: lol get fucked, explodes you cutely byeeeeee

jason when his ass is getting handed to him: hi daddyyyyyy <3 🥺help pwease 🥺

[sugarakis-p2]

Shigaraki's secretary

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

There's no room in the new paranormal liberation front for a quirk less support item designer. Your shy and intimidated by your new boss who seems to live to humiliate you. What new punishment does he have in mind for his new quirk less secretary has you squirming.

Warning: Non/ Dub Con, situational humiliation. Daddy kink/issues, praise, deflowering, cussing, quirkless y/n, toe sucking

"Say it! Say, Daddy! Be a good daddy's whore!"

Shigaraki cackled as he fingered your sweet tight pussy. Pumping his fingers hard and fast in and out while gripping the back of your shirt and making thrust back into him. He has you bent over the conference table ass up to him. 

It is degrading. It is shameful. He can see everything!  Your mind screamed. But your heart moved your lips. Making sounds, you don't recognize as your own.

"Fuck me harder, daddy. Please, daddyyyyyy," you begged, tightening around his fingers, tears streaming down your face. Oh god. You want to cum so badly. Shigaraki watched every micro-expression with rapt attention as he plunged his fingers deeper. Wiggling them in and out of you as you bit your lip. 

His hips thrusted lightly against your thigh as his fingers twitched. Rubbing harder at your pleading words. Your words made him shiver like an excited stud horse fresh from the run. This cock was growing hard and large against your thigh.

A temporary placeholder for your drooling pussy. You felt moisture left on your leg as he leaked through his Armani pants. The excitement made him push beyond the safety of his known restraint and adds another finger. You yelped and squirmed. Shigaraki presses himself higher on your ass as he leans over to whisper in your ear.

"You dumb, stupid cunt. Don't move too much. You are mine, and I'm not finished with you yet," Shigaraki purred. His tongue darted out and licked your lobe into his mouth. Sucking and nibbling your ear. Making you squeal like a stuck pig. He pulled away and chuckled.

You whimpered and turned to see his ghoulish face. His features twisted, grotesque grin. Making eye contact was horrid. They are red like a demon, and you loathe them. His enjoyment makes your stomach turn. Watching him in his newfound narcissism made you seethe.

"Your no leader or useful in any way. You sit and pretend to be listening," You hissed at him in a thrusting lull.

He froze. His fingers are stilling and making you feel uncomfortably full. The grin wiped from his face as he leaned down again. The seething rage swirled under the surface. You could feel the pressure of that bearing down on you. It struck fear in you, and you gasped. Your body tightens on him.     

"You really know how to drive a man crazy. Don't be this dumb in the future," Tomura Shigaraki, the leader of the MHA, hissed in your ear.

Your center heated like the sun's core. He shoved his fingers in deeper. You screamed in fear as his nimble fingers worked your g-spot like a fine-tuned instrument. He was pressing on your sweet spots so hard you were dizzy. Losing your mind in ecstasy. Drooling as his new favorite slut. You wondered how you made it this long.

A month ago, you wanted Dabi to take your virginity.

Dabi  and strolled into the projectile development department with a crippled Shigaraki limping alongside your boss.

Dabi's turquoise eyes met yours setting your heart ablaze. You always had a crush on Endeavor and other fire users. It has doubled your timidness making you shy and stumble on your tongue. The questions about your quirk were awkward as both the men demanded an answer while your boss sweated.

"I'm quirkless," you said in a small voice. Both the men stared at you like suddenly you were the freak in the room. Re-Destro twisted his hands nervously as he came to your defense. As if you needed to explain why you are quirkless.

"With a talent like hers, you can't tell the difference. One of the best in the world with support items," Re-Destro chirped. The fierce look Shigaraki gave him said it all, although Dabi said it aloud.

"Then she's worthless in a fight. Without a quirk, she's less than worthless," Dabi said. Oh god, how you melted when he called you worthless. You think you must have some real issues.

"She's an insult to be in the MLA," Shigaraki added. His eyes are burning into you. Something about the way he stared at you made your flesh crawl. You visibly shuddered. He saw it, and a light smirk danced at the corners of his crusty mouth.

"But I believe you should be free to learn how to control your quirks!" You exclaimed. The three of them stared at you coldly. You couldn't help yourself. Flustered by them, you opened your mouth again, "The freedom to use your quirk also helps me with my work. When we know the limits, we can create better and finer support items."

"Create a new outfit for Dabi. Upgrade his current one. Then shut the department down," Shigaraki growled.

"W-w-w-hut?" you said to his retreating back. Re-Destro was in your face reassuring you that the department won't be shut down. He will take care of it.

"You will always have a place," he had said as he placed a hand on your shoulder. What?  Is all your mind can manage. How could this be happening? You're a damn hero in the support item world. Hell, All Might and Endeavor wore your gear.

At least you got to work with Dabi a bit. It wasn't easy. He was picky about the appearance of the clothing and did not want to show you his quirk.

"I need to measure your output unless you want your clothes to melt to you," You argued until he let you see his flames. You stared wide-eyed. Dabi smirked openly.

"Pretty, isn't it?" He asked in his smoky tones, with his eyes smoldering, meeting yours.

You nodded and drooled. You didn't know Shigaraki was monitoring your progress.

The next day, you were taught how to make coffee and was given other tasks for which you didn't earn a degree for. The project was over for you. Badly. You did every new thing badly. Answering the phone. Badly. How to serve Mr. Shigaraki. Badly. How to breath, talk, and walk around your new dangerous boss, badly.

You used to be the top scientific combustion engineer. Now you were a shitty secretary serving an entitled asshole. You begged Re-Destro, and he shook his head in pity.

"They will keep the department. But you will have to be demoted and removed. Our leader has requested you to be his personal assistant," Re-Destro said, leaving you to the mercy of a red eyed creep.

It  had been weeks of this. Every day you come in and fumble your way through your menial tasks. It was the perfect way to humiliate you. At least your department wasn't completely shut down. Just the quirkless dumb bitch as he likes to call you.

There was one good thing about serving an entitled asshole. Serving that entitled asshole while staring at the pretty fire boy. Oh god, you melted when he looked at you.

It was bad for your health though, because while you were staring at Dabi, you were also pouring a cup of coffee for Shigaraki. The coffee overflowed Shigaraki's cup spilling everywhere.

"Enough, dumb cunt," Shigaraki hissed as the hot liquid spilled onto his lap.

You panicked and grabbed the nearest thing to blot at the coffee to keep him from burning. You squeaked and jumped back when you felt something huge in his pants twitch.

At first, you thought it was a python until you didn't care anymore because that smirk danced at the corner of his mouth and his eyes burned like a demons like on that first day. You had just groped Shigaraki using the Armani jacket he had on the back of his chair. Dabi chuckled, and your eyes were brought back to him. Something you should know better to do in front of your pissy boss.

"Useless idiot. Sit in the corner quietly," Shigaraki snarled.

"Yes, sir," you breathed, staring at Dabi.

Dabi smirked and looked away. Shigaraki tsked as he waved you to your corner. You sat there with Shigaraki's wet steaming jacket wishing you were anyplace else. Later he pointed at you directly while everyone else was funneled out. Freezing you like a deer in headlights.

"The dumb bitch stays," Shigaraki had snarled, pointing at you and then using one long finger to beckon you closer.

You looked around until you realized. You're the dumb bitch. Oh god. Your stomach sank at that knowledge. You stood there twisting the jacket, panic rising as no one threw you a life raft. You looked to Re-Destro for help.

"Please don't leave me to this monster!"  your eyes pleaded. Re-Destro's stupid smile on his face didn't change or hesitate as he turned to leave the room. It was like that since Shigaraki had taken over. He did look back. His eyes met yours like when your department was about to be eliminated. It said,"sorry, but I'm not doing shit to save you. I have to save the cause first." 

You are alone and scared. Walking toward Shigaraki felt like a mile. You followed Re-Destro because you believed in family-like unity. What a lie! Re-Destro was a weak coward! Now you know that you cannot trust anyone.

You swallowed loud and hard when both of you were alone. Standing in front of him so close he could touch you is terrifying. Shigaraki was covered in bandages. He couldn't hurt you, could he? No. Don't be stupid with that quirk. Your eyes dart to his cup and saucer of coffee grown cold in the black pool you created. You talked first and quickly.

"I'm-m sorry. I-I-I will do better."

"No, you won't. You're a dumb quirkless bitch. Only meant for fucking," he said low and calm.

Shigaraki was staring straight ahead as if this wasn't speaking harsh, cruel words to you. Maybe if you read ques better, he wouldn't have grabbed you by the back of the neck. Slamming you to the table.

Calling you a buck tooth cousin fucker stupid cunt whore. While you screamed at the sudden pain on your cheek. The coffee mixes with your tears. Oh god, he was so quick. The man was a cobra.

"Worthless bitch. Dabi has a place. He has many dumb skanks bent over to shut him up and keep him entertained. A stupid cunt like you has only one place. It should be obvious to a simple slut like you. Dabi. Dabi. Dabi! He doesn't want to teach a quirkless bitch like you. I'm going to have to teach you everything myself. Clean it up. With your tongue," Shigaraki snarled, pressing your face harder to the table.

That was only a sample of the vulgar things he spat at you while you snaked out your tongue. Lapping at the bitter brew, slurping and sucking up the gross mix of tears. It was a bitter taste in your mouth. Shigaraki's words and the nasty cold coffee. You did not understand. One moment you were the head of your department. The next, you were being called a dumb whore and anything else he could think of.

"Can I-I-I," you started. You just wanted to leave and cry in peace.

"I watched you," he growled next to your ear, "You want him to fuck you. Flashing your ass and pussy to him like a bitch in heat. I'm shocked you didn't pull your panties down the middle of the room. Displaying your drenched cunt, begging him to fuck you. You're so stupid. You can't even do the most basic tasks. I'll have to teach you. First, these clothes. You dress like a bum."

His hand darted between your legs. You squealed like a stuck pig about to be murdered. Making you clench and squeal loud enough for the whole building to hear. He decayed the lower half of your clothes. Leaving you bare and nude to the exposed air.

He wasn't killing you! A wave of giddy relief washed over you. Shigaraki smirked, three fingers gliding over the curve of your ass. Brushing the dust away as he admired the shape. His touch was gentle and worshiping. You are starting to relax a little.

"Dabi is a selfish little daddy's boy. Yeah, he'll fuck any puss that comes his way. But he doesn't know how or care if a puss cums. He's only in it for the short term," he rasped.

"W-w-w-what?" you asked, mind reeling. A PUSS! How can he say such dirty things with a straight face?

"Don't pretend!" He growled in real anger, pressing his fingers harder at the back of your neck, making you whimper in fear and depravity. Why was this getting. .. exciting?  Your mind wondered. You thought this man too simple to be your leader. Yet here he was.

Teaching you that simple could mean victory in the face of raw power. Two of his fingers slid down your crack to part your pussy lips. You yelped and jolted as you felt the front of his silken shirt slide down and his hot breath fanning over your shaved puss.

His knee forces your thighs to part. You almost giggled at that word puss until his fingers parted your lips, parting his knees and pushing you to spread your legs, and you whimpered. You gasp and attempt to wriggle from the hot tongue that suddenly plunged into your wet sex. Invading you in a way no one has.

"No! Don't!" You yelped, shocked.

He moaned as you felt his tongue squirm in you. Then it darted down and played with your clit. He gripped your hips and practically made you sit on his face. You grab the table to keep from landing on him. He was mad over coffee.

Could you imagine if you had landed on his face? He pulls away from you with one loud slurp. You whimper again when you realize you missed his tongue. You can feel him stretching you open and staring at you with those cruel red eyes.

"You are a virgin. Lucky for you my dick loves the taste of fresh blood," Shigaraki said huskily. You shrieked when he loomed and slipped a finger in you.

"NO! Not you!" fell out.

The finger hesitated when he leaned in. You looked over your shoulder and locked eyes. He looked confused and outraged as he twisted his finger in you. Exploring to find the sweet spot. It was painfully mixed with new sensations you didn't think were possible.

"You're not still holding out for Dabi, are you? That's just stupid. I'm sure you have the daddy issues in common. But he calls you miss frump. Quirkless is less than useless to him. I have experience. I will at least get you ready before I pop your cherry. I doubt Dabi has ever had anything but hookers and pyro-sluts," he explained, finding the spot that makes you mewl.

He grinned and continued. Pulling his finger out to rub your sensitive nub of a clit. He circled over your hood, sending shockwaves of pleasure through you.

"I was trained on how to please a partner. It's all a part of the manipulation and leading. People are motivated by so few things, pathos, ethos, logos, and kairos. Don't worry. I can feel your body giving in. So honest," he purred, adding a second finger into play.

He plunged them both in and rubbed the spot that made you squirm and squeal. All your protests died on your tongue as he sent shivers of pleasure through you. He rubbed the one place that made you feel confused and giddy.

"Daddy issues all the way. Call me daddy, and I will make you feel so good you don't have to think or be punished for it," He said, grinding his fat cock on the side of your ass. He stopped, and you whimpered when he pulled out, leaving an empty space in you. You look at him over your shoulder again.

"Daddy," you mumble. With two fingers, he rubbed your clit before slipping back in. working a little more roughly this time. It stings but quickly feels strangely good. It sent tingles up your middle and made your heart race.

"Say it again, so I can hear. Otherwise, I'm stopping again," he threatened. Slowly pulling his fingers away.

"Daddy," you said louder. His fingers are almost out of you.

"What was that?" He smirked. You screamed, Daddy, like a hound to the moon. "Say it! Say, Daddy! Be a good daddy's girl!" Shigaraki chuckled as he fingered your sweet tight pussy. Pumping them hard and fast. Gripping the back of your shirt and making thrust back into them. Bent the conference table ass up to him.

It is degrading. It is shameful. Shigaraki can see everything! Your boss can see everything!  Your mind screamed. But your heart moved your lips. Making sounds, you don't recognize as your own. He stopped.

"Fuck me harder, daddy. Please, daddyyyyyy," you begged, tightening around his fingers, tears streaming down your face. Oh god. You want to cum so badly. Shigaraki watched every micro-expression with rapt attention as he plunged his fingers deeper. Wiggling them in and out of you as you bit your lip.

It was embarrassing. But he made you feel too good to care after a few strokes of his fingers. You felt yourself losing the will to fight this. Suddenly you felt yourself clamp down on his digits. He made a satisfied moan while you nearly cried with unknown pleasure. He made you beg and cum even after you lost your temper. That was the most humiliating thing so far.

Shigaraki pulled his fingers out when the squeezing stopped. With a flick of his wrist, you heard the wet splatter of your juices. You felt exhausted, and you hadn't done anything. You had insulted him and he made you shut up with his fingers.

"Passionate," Shigaraki murmured as he unzipped his pants.

That was the most praise you have ever gotten from him. You didn't protest when he notched himself to your wet hole. Gripping your waist and leaning you to him. You are excited to be having sex until the hot sting of your entrance is stretched. You suddenly remember groping his lap. That thing was huge. Much too big for your first time.

"Shigaraki, you are not going to fit," you squeaked.

"Sh sh sh, it's daddy remember? It's only my head. You are fine."

"D-d-d-daddy. You're too big," you wept. It ached. You are too full already. You can barely think after what he did to you.

"You all say that, but this cock has been in plenty of pussy. I will fit in this tight little cunt just fine. I'm not going to lie. This is going to hurt. But you deserve it for that stupid mouth sassing daddy," Shigaraki grinned, getting a tighter grip, and with a sharp thrust, he impaled you.

 "Wai-AHH!" You screamed. A white-hot log filled your center. You felt something inside give as hot fluid splashed over Shigaraki's length. You're flailing only makes it worse, and you force yourself to only writhe. You openly sob, tears, and hitching breaths. Shigaraki is saying something soothing while he strokes your hair gently. When the pain eases, you can understand him.

"Just relax and let yourself adjust. Fuck! This is a tight pussy. My dick loves the taste of blood. Sweet and tight. Only thing you've been good at so far," He moans lightly. His hips rocking gently.

"I'm not ready!" You panicked. Shigaraki is panting with need. Small grunts accompany each thrust.

"It hurts," you whimpered. Shigaraki shifted when he could slide easier back and forth. The pain started to ease. Giving you a moment to take deeper gulps of air. His hips bucked harder, his cock rubbing the one spot inside that made you melt. Soon you are feeling better than when he was fingering you.

"There you go. Taking a cock like a good girl," he praised.

You mewled at that praise, and he moved faster. Lewd wet, slapping sounds filled the room. Again, your middle felt that amazing tingle as a shiver of pleasure radiated throughout your center. You're screaming, daddy, as you cum on his length. A panting, crying mess. Shigaraki grinds in you, growling like a beast.

You are enjoying the sensation. Until Shigaraki pulls out, leaving you cuming on nothing. You are about to beg again when you are lifted and flipped n your back. The squeak of flesh sliding on the table is the only warning you have that Shigaraki climbed up to join you, lifting your knees to put you in a mating press, planting himself solidly on top of you, thrusting himself back in sharply.

"You are being too quiet," he hissed.

You writhe and moan, and he's filling you again as he pulls off your sneaker and sock. You are confused until he shoves your toes in his mouth. Gripping his arms tightly, your nails dig into the expensive fabric of his shirt. You squeal as his slippery tongue rolls between your toes. The painful sensation of tickling runs a lightning bolt of tingles over you.

Your giggling, panting and crying. It hurts in new and strange ways. This is what tickle torture much be like. You feel you have lost control of your body completely with Daddy Shigaraki. He makes you feel things that you did not know were possible. The twisted mix left you more confused than ever.

Rolling pain of pleasure weave in your middle as Shigaraki no longer holds back. He is thrusting hard and fast, chasing his own pleasure. The waves of it leave you screaming and squeezing Shigaraki's cock. He moans around your toes. Those evil red eyes are burning into yours, heavy with lust and fiery passion. Rolling his hips deeper. His long pale hair tickled your calves.

Suckling at your toes as he pins you through the middle with his pounding thrusting length. How can something hurt so bad feel so good? His smooth velvety tongue massages, a primal sound builds in Shigaraki that he must swallow down. Sucking more of your toes into his mouth. Working his mouth and cock like a master of desire.

It feels as if all the misery, doubt, and humiliation are a ball of knots in your middle coming undone. You are losing yourself with him. The Shigaraki, you know, is a monster. This one is not looking at you with contempt, and you can feel your body tightening in response to that sweet gaze, making Shigaraki's hips stutter, growling, his eyes rolling in the back of his skull. Ripples of ecstasy make you squeak and hold your breath, and the swell turns into a wave that crests and crashes over you. Shifting his hips forward, his length gets sucked deep into your constricting soft walls, milking his cock.

Every muscle tenses in both of you, and you can feel a hot spreading of ecstasy as his cock twitches and pulses in you. Your slick toes pop from his mouth. With closed eyes, he whimpered. His face twisted into a pained satisfied expression. He looked…young. Beautiful with his ethereal hair and skin. He looked sweet. You reached up and caressed his cheek. His face leaned into it. His cracked lips kissed your wrist, and his eyes fluttered. You expected his skin to feel coarse, but his lips were soft with a cracked texture. 

"I should have pulled out. But you had sucked me in and clamped down so hard I couldn't. You are an amazing fuck. Your virgin pussy is so tight. Your pussy is so damn tight. Like a fist milking my dick," he rasped in a husky voice.

He reaches for the sopping-wet jacket. Wipes himself off and tosses the coat on you, turning and making his way to the door. He refuses to look at you.

"Go home for the day. I expect to see you tomorrow. Try harder," he growls and limps out of the conference room. You tied the disgusting jacket around your waist and also limped home. The walk of shame was a mild statement.

Blood and cum dripped down your thighs and pooled in your socks as you speed walk down the hall. People laughed or murmured about you in disgust. You broke down and wept in the shower when you made it to your apartment. You sent the jacket to the dry cleaners and laid in bed watching tv with an ice pack between your legs.

 You woke up to enraged insistent pounding on your door. You thought it was your head until your door was kicked down. Shigaraki steps in, grimacing at your place. He turns and gives an order to someone. His eye lock on yours when he storms into your room.

You are about to scream when he reaches you and seals his lips over yours. They are soft. Your clothes are disappearing. Shigaraki is yanking his own off. He has you on your back in bed, spread for him. This time he used his mouth more and wore quirk gloves. His tongue slides up your middle, starting at your wet sore hole.

He suckled and nipped everywhere. Your clit, nipples, lips, earlobes, and neck. Your toes go back in his mouth when he is in you. Hours of sex until you cum so hard you squirt on him. Both of you lay on your stained sheets. Sweating and panting as you both stare at the ceiling. You look over and gently touch one of the loose bandages on his ribs. He winces, looks over, and lifts his arm to let you tie it better.

"You will come back to work tomorrow," he said calmly.

"I don't understand why. I'm awful at it, and my job was as a combustion engineer," you say casually.

He studies you like an insect under a microscope before dressing and telling you to be at work tomorrow, or the same will happen daily. Again, you lay in bed with ice between your legs. Watching tv and wondering if Shigaraki meant what he said.

The following day you opened the door to Shigaraki instead of him breaking down the door. It was like that for months until he left an envelope on your nightstand. You open it to see millions of yen deposited into an offshore account.

"What is this?" You asked him.

"Severance pay. I'm going to have to leave to gain a power-up. I'll be gone for months and when I come back is when things will get interesting,"

"I want to be a part of the MLA. I do believe

"Stop right there. Look on the other side. You are leaving until this is over. You asked me why I made you a sectary. I made you my secretary because you are quirkless and should not be involved in a quirk war," He stated flatly.

You felt like crying. Shigaraki looked uncomfortable but pulled you into a kind hug. His face is nuzzling in your hair.

"How can you possibly defend yourself? I won't fail. But there will be casualties. I don't want you to be one of them. Anyone asks you. You stick to the story that you were fired and never saw us," He said with a slow stroke down your spine. You shiver against him. It has been strangely domestic after sex. Not much talking but cuddles and showers together.

"I understand the firing. Why did you make me a sectary?" You sniffle. He growls in annoyance and scratches his neck.

"I'm I was born quirkless. I know my parents were quirkless. When I looked at you, it reminded me of home. I felt something familiar and wanted that close, if only for a moment. If only to spill coffee in my lap. I read your file. You said you always wanted to go to that I-island. After that incident, they gladly accepted you. You pack and leave in three days," He tells you.

You look in the envelope again. Yes, there is an acceptance letter and a ticket. You are crushed. Your heart implodes, and you sob openly. You are happy your dream is coming true, and Shigaraki has done that for you. His brow knits in uncertainty, those demon eyes pulling a confession from you.

"Thank you. I don't know what we are. But I liked it. I understand you must change the world the way that you can. That was why I became a support item specialist. When you become the new king, can I come back?" You asked timidly with another sniffle.

He stared at you intensely before he pounced on you. The next three days were pleasant domestic bliss. He made you feel loved and wanted. He told you to come back and be his queen. Shigaraki was your first lover and boyfriend.

When your co-workers wept watching the news about the paranormal liberation war and the defeat of stars and stripes, you cried for a different reason. You don't recognize that Shigaraki. Does he remember you? Do you want him to?

"Hey, it's going to be ok. The Heroes will win," one of the girls said to you.

You sobbed harder.

[f1uckinghell]

What is each pack members love language?

Daniel: physical touch allllll the way. Always has his hands on someome. Or his mouth. Or both.

Max: food acts of service

Charles: Gifts, Quality time, Physical Touch (oral)

Michael: acts of service, words of affirmation (literally. He writes them all daily affirmations)

Pierre: Quality Time (because he has so little)

Lando: words of affirmation (does "daddyyyyyy" count? lol), physical touch

Carlos: quality time, acts of service (also oral)