#and finally open my little store 🙏🏻

[greenapplebling]

In this 2023 I promise to practice self-care and hopefully I won't abandon it for a third time lol

[theslowpath]

🍳🛒 - lovesmenot2015

thank you for the ask this took ages because i was absolutely barren of ideas for a few days but here we are 🙏🏻

prompts:

cooking

shopping

au: father tenth/son tyler

summary: ten picks his first grade son up from school and takes him grocery shopping, and even lets him help make dinner

warnings: although this au is a dark/comship involving an adult man's inappropriate relationship with his elementary school aged son, this fic has no warnings. just wholesome father/son content this time.

tyler pushed the heavy doors open by leaning on them with all his body weight and ran out into the cold december air. immediately he saw his father waiting for him, his face lit up and his arms opening up for a hug. he threw himself into his arms and gave the tightest squeeze he could.

ten squeezed his son right back and swayed him a little too. he gave him a kiss on the cheek, making a little smooch sound. "how was school today tyty?" he asked as he stood up and held tyler's hand. the two began walking to the school parking lot.

"it was good! my teacher gave us goodie bags for christmas break!" tyler answered excitedly. today was the last day of school before their two week vacation. he held up the little gift bag for ten to see.

"oh, how nice... you saved some christmas candy for me, i hope?" he asked.

tyler went quiet. "no... i forgot, im sorry" he said, sounding ashamed as he looked down at his shoes.

ten laughed. "thats okay! im just teasing. that candy is yours, you deserve it"

tyler looked up again. "daddy... can we have hot cocoa when we get home?" he asked. please say yes, he thought.

"of course! but we need to do some shopping first, okay?" ten said as he unlocked his car.

tyler climbed into the back seat and buckled himself in. "okay!" he reached into his goodie bag and pulled out a christmas tree shaped eraser, still in its clear plastic wrapper. he fidgeted the eraser around in his hands while looking out the window as his dad drove away from his school. "... can we listen to the radio?" tyler asked.

ten nodded. "mhm!" he clicked on the radio and turned it to a classic rock station, knowing it was tyler's favorite.

the ride to the grocery store went by much faster with songs that tyler knew playing. he even sang along to a few of them, knowing some of the words. sometimes ten would laugh at tyler singing along.

"whats so funny?"

"oh its nothing" his dad said. "its just that this song isnt really for kids"

"oh" tyler said. he figured it was one of those things he would 'understand when he got older,' that his dad refused to explain.

the car finally came to a complete stop and ten took the keys out, turning the car off. "alright! groceries, here we come! allons-y"

tyler giggled at his dad's catchphrase and hopped out of the car. ten made sure to hold his son's hand and keep him as close as possible, since the store seemed pretty crowded today. his father's large hand firmly holding his smaller one felt warm and gave tyler a feeling of safety as they entered the building of loud noise and bright lights. he edged himself a little closer to ten, now hugging his arm.

ten pet tyler's head softly with his free hand and pulled him along gently. "come, now. lets get something for dinner tonight" he said. his voice was soft and kind.

"sketty..." tyler mumbled, then wondered if his dad even heard.

"hm? you want spaghetti?" ten asked.

tyler nodded, rubbing his face against ten's sleeve.

"lets get some noodles then..." he said. after a short walk to the pasta isle, ten grabbed a couple boxes of spaghetti noodles and tossed them into his shopping basket.

tyler perked up. "hey, we need sauce too!" he said as it occurred to him.

ten nodded and continued guiding his son around the various isles. "yep, yep, im getting to that"

they eventually retrieved a few cans of marinara sause and some mozzarella cheese.

"there we go! now we're all set" ten said. he brought tyler along as he paid for their food and left, all the while still holding tyler close and keeping him feeling warm and safe.

the car ride home was short. they kept the radio on, but turned the volume down a little to talk over it. tyler told his father some jokes he heard from other kids that day, conveniently forgetting the more rude and inappropriate ones.

their arrival home after a long day of school, and work for ten, felt like a warm blanket draped around their bodies. ten started the fireplace going as tyler sat on the couch. his big puffy coat and scarf were now hung on the hook by the door and he had wrapped himself up in a fuzzy blanket.

ten sighed as he stood up, having finally gotten the fire to stay going consistently. tyler got up and sat right in front of it to warm up faster. he held his hands out by the small window.

"careful! dont sit so close, okay tyty?" ten said, and pulled him back a couple feet. tyler whined, but didn't say anything. "... its okay, youll feel warmer when i give you your hot cocoa, remember?"

tyler perked up a little. thats right! he was getting hot cocoa.

ten disappeared into the kitchen and for a few minutes, tyler was alone. he looked up at the christmas tree and thought about how fun it was to help decorate it with his dad. the ornaments were sparkling in the light of the fire and the angel at the very top seemed to shine, with its bright white satin dress and feathered wings. tyler wiggled a little in excitement. he couldnt wait for his dad's friends to see it and tell him how good of a job he did helping to decorate.

soft footsteps entered the living room as ten approached tyler. he crouched down and sat next to his son on their shag carpet, holding a mug of steaming hot cocoa in each hand. he handed one to tyler carefully. "i put some milk in there so it should be cool enough to drink. just dont spill okay?" he said.

tyler took a sip. "mmmm!"

ten smiled. "good?"

he nodded.

the two sat and watched the fire in silence for a few peaceful minutes. tyler had his head resting on his father's shoulder and ten hummed softly, happy to spend time with his baby boy.

"okay... im gonna make dinner now" he finally said, breaking the silence.

tyler whined a little, not wanting ten to get up and leave their comfy position.

"oh, i know baby" ten said as he pet tyler. "how about you come help me make dinner? hm?"

tyler nodded and followed his dad to the kitchen. he watched as he started boiling a pot of water and put all the dry noodles in.

"stay away from the stove okay? this isnt the part i need help with yet" ten explained. "i dont want you to burn yourself"

"okay" tyler said. he watched ten take out a baking sheet and lay out some meatballs, then slide it into the oven.

"here, wanna play games while you wait?" ten asked. he took his phone out of his pocket and handed it to tyler.

tyler bounced excitedly and took the phone. "yeah!"

he focused hard on plants vs zombies, so much so that within just a few minutes he was completely sucked in. the room around him seemed to disappear as his focused stayed on the glowing screen and nothing else.

"okay... here we go" ten said. he took the steaming pot off the stove and held it over the sink, careful not to spill any boiling water on himself as he poured the contents into a strainer. a cloud of steam rose from the sink as the water went down the drain.

the noodles were soft now and looked much more appetizing than they did in the box, all stiff and dry. tyler licked his lips.

"its not ready yet! be patient" ten said through a chuckle. "this is the part i need help with, okay?"

tyler nodded, excited for whatever he was about to do. ten picked him up carefully and sat him on top of the counter. he was too little to help with dinner from where he stood on the floor, he could barely reach.

tyler watched ten pull the meatballs out of the oven. "im so tall! im flying!" he said.

"yes you are!" ten said. he poked tyler's nose gently with the tip of his finger. "boop! now... youre gonna take this biiggg spoon, and youre gonna stir stir stir! as good as you can! okay?" ten explained, and handed tyler a wooden spoon, then opened the cans of sauce and poured them into the pot of noodles.

tyler nodded. "yes!" he said, and immediately began mixing the noodles with the sauce. "it smells good... i want a bite now!" he said as he stirred the best he could.

"haha, me too! but we gotta wait until its all done, okay?" ten explained. "... here, try turning it over like this..." he took tyler's hand and showed him how to scoop the noodles from the bottom of the pot and turn them over so the sauce was mixed evenly. "this way theres no lonely noodles at the bottom"

tyler nodded and kept going. after a while, though, his arms got tired. he whined a little, feeling too tired to keep stirring but still wanting to continue. he was having fun.

"thats good! thank you so much, youre so helpful tyty!" ten said. he took the pot and kissed tyler on the forehead. "are we ready to dig in?"

tyler nodded excitedly. "yeah!"

ten chuckled. "okay, here we go..." he put some spaghetti in two bowls and put some meatballs in as well, and handed one to tyler. tyler couldnt stop himself from grinning widely, feeling very proud of himself for helping his daddy make dinner.

"mmm..." ten said after taking a bite. he waited until he had swallowed it to speak. "this is so good! ive never tasted spaghetti this good... what did you put in here?" he teased.

tyler giggled. "nothing daddy!"

"well, you did something. my meals are never this good when i make them myself..."

tyler giggled more and continued enjoying his dinner. he and his dad kept eating and talking until their bowls were empty and their hunger was satisfied. the two spent the rest of the evening playing video games together. well, really it was ten playing them. tyler only cuddled and watched. the games were much too hard for tyler and he would always get upset that he couldnt do it.

eventually he fell asleep in his father's arms, who turned off the console and carried him off to bed.

[sashi-ya]

Hello Sashi! First of all, I hope you are doing well, as I can’t express how much I love reading your stories!!! ❤️🌹🌹 I saw that you’re open for requests to celebrate Ep. 988’s greatness, so.....can I ask if are you comfortable with writing a *naughty* roleplay/size kink scenario involving Law with a Fem!S/o? For example, she could be reading some Classic Fairytales or related stories aloud with Law during soft chill time as they enjoy listening to each other’s voices, until they start reading some version of “Little Red Riding Hood” aloud, which devolves into a Red Riding Hood/Big Bad Wolf roleplay, where there’s a lot of banter and teasing:

i.e.

“My, what big eyes you have~”/“The better to observe your lewd expressions and ravish your delectable form with, my dear~”

“Oh! And what big hands you have~”/“The better to worship you and hold you in place as I pound my cock into you, love~” etc. (oh my imagination lol)

And it just degenerates to more sensual n’ playful filth, before Law finally loses his patience and “devours” his s/o...if you know what I mean? 😏 Whoever ultimately comes out on top is up to you, just have fun with it! Oh, and thank you in advance if you decide to accept this request, no hard feelings if you don’t! 😊🙏🏻 Love your writing, as always! 💕🌹

Hiii baby ♥ as fellows Law lovers please enjoy this scenery where Law turns all feral and devours you ♥ ~ Love u lots! My fave talented artist ♥ ~

NSFW ~ Trafalgar D. Water Law x F! Reader ~ The Little Red Riding Hood

TW: Soft size kink. Law calls "little" to his S/O no DDLG or similar intended, just for the Wolf/Red Riding Hood roleplay. Rough sex. Fluff. Vag sex. Oral. Masturbating. Teasing.

WC: 1.7K

A/N: I reused an old drawing I did a few months ago ♥

An AWESOME fan art was inspired by this fic by the AMAZING talented artist & friend @simpforroses. Please visit her to see a full Warewolf! Law that is hot af! 💖

For more Law content, visit my Law's Masterlist ♥

The afternoon was slowly turning into night, all patients were treated, and Law was about to end his shift at the hospital. He was waiting for the other doctors to take the guard, so until that, the surgeon rested his chin over his hand looking through the big windows of the clinic.

Something suddenly caught his attention; a new store was hosting a little opening party. Apparently, it was a new bookstore, and an idea came to his mind; his precious princess loves fairy tales, maybe a new book would make it a good surprise for her that night.

And there he went. After he successfully informed his colleagues about their patients, he crossed the street and entered the bookstore. He was received by lovely sellers, some of them drooling at the image of your hot surgeon.

Law ends up buying you a whole collection of classic books. The Sleeping Beauty, The Little Mermaid, The Little Red Riding Hood… a pretty box, garnished with glittery bows and cute illustrations.

"(Name)-ya? I'm home baby!" Law salutes you when entering your home. You were eating some crackers and when you saw him, you ran to his arms. “Laaaw, hi!!” you purr, while hugging the doctor real tight. He is way taller than you, so he usually lifts you up a little so he can kiss you.

After a few smooches, Law puts you on the ground and shows you a bag that says “Donquixote Books and Coffee”. “Bought you a present…” he says handing you the bag. “FOR ME??” you jump and see what’s inside. “Classic Fairy Tales Collection”.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!” you shout, trying to reach your lover to kiss him. “You are welcome, babe. You deserve it” Law says, while kissing your forehead and rubbing your back, up and down. “Can we read one tonight?” you ask, and your boyfriends nod while the two of you get to the kitchen to have dinner.

Later that night, after every plate was clean and each one of you took a relaxing bath, it was time for bed…

You are sitting on bed, resting your back against Law’s chest. Both of you have chosen to read “The Little Red Riding Hood” tonight. Law puts his glasses on, and you hold the book. You enjoy his soft low voice, as he reads the story of a little girl with a red hood that wants to visit her grandma and does not care about her mother's warnings. “Do not talk to strangers. Go straight to your grandmother's house. Be careful of the wolf”...

Law gets to the famous part where the little girl finally arrives at her grandmother’s house and finds her resting on bed… “I’m the wolf, you are the little girl, ok?” he says, and you nod because it seems fun.

“Granny, what big eyes you have!” you read.

“All the better to see you with!’ said the wolf” Law says and widens his eyes when reading it. You giggle, he is so into the story…

“Granny, what big ears you have!”

“All the better to hear you with -when you moan-!’ said the wolf” Law reads, whispering the last part, and pinches your earlobe, then tracing a path from there through your neck up to your collar bones with his inked fingers. It tickles, and it’s sexy… But you continue, fire on your cheeks.

“Granny, what a big nose you have!” you tell him, this time touching the tip of his nose with your index finger.

“‘All the better to smell you with!’ said the wolf” Law says and nuzzles into the crook of your neck. A shiver runs through your spine, a shiver that ends up right into your core. You are receiving mixed signals by him, or maybe it’s just you and your dirty mind.

You continue, a little bit agitated. Law’s graze turns you on, it doesn’t matter if you are in the supermarket or reading a child's book. He has that effect on you…

“Granny, what big tongue you have!” you say, breathing faster, feeling something getting hard on Law’s pants over the small of your back.

“All better to taste your sex” he says, smirking. You do the same, and continue, there is no way this is something innocent…

“Granny, what big teeth you have!” you read, this time grazing your thumb over his lower lip.

‘All the better to eat you out with!’ shouted the wolf” he tells and then attacks your neck. He acts like a feral wolf, softly biting your skin. You moan a little, and that’s enough to let the book aside…

“Come here little riding hood, I’m gonna eat you!! Grrr!” says Law, and in an instant, you are laying over the mattress with him towering you. He looks so big compared to you, the man is slim, but his legs are so long... Both of you laugh, and then he pounces into you. Steamy kisses, tongues invading each other's mouths. Law’s surgeon hands travel up and down your waist, reaching for your skin under the blouse of your pajama. His grey sweatpants show marvelously how hard he is under that prison of clothes.

“I ate your granny, and now I’m gonna eat you” he says, grabbing your wrists and holding them against the bed. “Oh no… no Mr. Wolf! Don’t eat me!!” you whine, pouting and squirming around to try -pretend- to slip away his claws.

“Your mommy told you not to trust anyone, but you did!! And because of that, you should be punished! I’m gonna devour all of you!” says Law, with a dark grin on his face. He kisses your neck, nibbling your flesh. Licking your skin. “Mmm I’m gonna enjoy this meal” he expresses, while you act all like a victim of that “terrible beast”. “Mr. Wolf! No! I don’t taste good!” you tell him.

“Let me use my big tongue to see if that’s true!” Law tells you, spreading your legs and taking your shorts off. The panties stay on, him kissing and licking the wet cloth of them over your core. “Mmm… you lied to me! You taste deliciously good!”. You tend to close your legs, but Law doesn’t allow it. He bites the inner side of your thighs, perhaps harder than he meant, leaving his teeth marked in red. -And you love it-

Every time Law licks with his whole tongue your sex, fixing his grey irises on your eyes, you can’t help but moan “Oh, Mr. Wolf…”. “You know why I have these big fingers, little riding hood?” he asks, showing you his tattooed hand. “Why, Mr. Wolf?” you ask, acting all innocent, and taking your hands to your cheeks, squeezing your boobs with your forearms.

Law, with a sexy grin, moves aside your panties and sticks his index finger inside your entrance. “To feel how tight you are, little one” he tells you. And as he does, he moves the finger in and out. Sometimes twisting his wrist, sometimes with a beckoning motion, stimulating your special spot. And to the first finger, two more add up. Your panties end up ripped, exposing your core in all of its glory to your predator.  At this point, the bed's getting damped by your arousal, as he pumps so fast and violently that you can’t help but squirt constantly.

“There you go my precious pray, I want to eat you like this” he exclaims and while he doesn’t stop fingering you, his mouth attacks your sex. Tongue playing with your labia, clit and sometimes even fucking you in and out your slit. “Law… wolf…” you moan, panting. And Law knows you are coming, so he doesn’t stop. Oh no, instead, he speeds up and intensifies the stimulation.

Your body shivers as you reach climax, your muscles spam, you are a complete wet mess… but with an entranced expression as ecstasy runs through your veins. And Law is a true beast, a feral and hungry wolf… and he is going to eat you, one piece at a time…

His huge frame settled over you, him drooling like a hungry wolf ready to penetrate you. Law aligns his hard, long shaft with your entrance and does not hesitate at all to bury deep inside you. You whine, as you feel your walls stretch while his dick slides inside your still recovering sex.

In and out he goes, you are hypnotized by the inked lines on his chest, the muscular arms at each side of your head, and your nails carving on his back. Wide, large, huge back. You can feel his muscles under your fingertips as his hips move in and out of you. “More, Mr. Wolf” you beg. “More?” he asks, and gives you a deep thrust, even deeper than the others. Your mouth in an O shape, you can’t even moan at this point.

“Turn around for your wolf, I want to see that ass” he demands, and grabbing you by your waist with one hand, and your left ankle with the other, he changes position. Your belly over the mattress doesn’t stay there longer because Law forces you to be on all fours. And once you are perfectly aligned, deep inside he goes once more.

Your feral wolf bends over you and bites your shoulder. His huge body covering you, you struggling to keep up with the weight of his muscles over your back. His right hand on your neck from behind, his left one snaking around your waist and into your clit, tracing circles over it.

The sound of his body hitting yours with every thrust mixed with his feral grunts, your knees white from the weight of his body over yours. Pleasure turning you into savage animals. Climax, cumming, stuffing and dripping cum.

The caramel skinned wolf ate you with those big, big teeth, and there was no lumberjack to save you…

Snip, snap, snout, this tales told out 😉 ~