#dad reader

[lemonmaid]

Imagine being Sukuna's mate before his reign of terror.

Warnings: angst, omegaverse, gender neutral reader, Heian period, this was rushed, kinda child neglect

Imagine being Sukuna's mate during the Heian period.

Meeting him before he was a curse. When he was human, mating with him right before he became a curse and began his regin of terror.

Then it takes two words for Sukuna to leave, (or hence send (Name) far far away in the mountains with only a small staff).

"I'm pregnant".

After that, (Name) was sent away. (Name) thought of it as Sukuna's way to protect them and their child.

But Sukuna saw it as a way to keep a distraction far away from his plans. He couldn't kill his own mate without effecting his own body, after all.

(Name) gave birth to Yuuji, giving the young pup their last name.

(Name) dropped but since they had Yuuji a switch in their brain made them care for the pup but not be there emotionally. But their own scent was very VERY dim, to the point where Yuuji was a pup he would sob for hours on end being understimmulated. (Name) couldn't feel stressed or hopeless, they would just stare at Yuuji until he cried himself to sleep.

(Name) got worst, year by year. (Name) stopped talking when Yuuji turned seven.

It wasn't untill Yuuji got his second gender when he turned 13, (Name) finally had the strength to speak again to him.

"Suk-"

Yuuji's eyes brighten up, rushing to his (mom'/dad's) bedside. Yuuji grasp his (mom's/dad's) hand, "No, (mom/dad) it's me, Yuuji-"

(Name) slowly turned their head towards Yuuji, smiling softy, "Yuu....promise me this".

"Yes (mama/papa)?".

"Never love someone as much as I love your father... mating... is the real-".

(Name) finally dropped on Yuuji's own birthday... the village doctor concluded that they had fell into a comatose state.

Yuuji mourned their (mom/dad) that day. Leaving his childhood home, set out to find someone who could help his parent.

Instead he found resistance fights against his father's rule; where they taught him how to use curse techniques, how to put curse energy into weapons.

"Yuuji, I heard a rumor when I went into town this week".

"Yeah? Rumors are rumors, so what? Toda-".

"If you kill a person's mate while they dropped, it could bring them back".

Yuuji felt something inside him snapped, like all the pieces of a puzzle was complete, the stars aligning. Everything made sense.

"Why do you come here brat?" Sukuna glared at the 15 year old from his throne.

Yuuji bit his lip, staring at the man above him; his father, in front of him.

Sukuna looked unamused, "Well. You've demanded an audience with me, no? You've killed my own curses? What have you come here, boy? "

Yuuji clutched the katana in his hands, 'why I am shaking'

"I'm not going to-"

"(Name)".

Sukuna instinctively flinched before resuming his movements. His mating mark burned with irritation.

"What brings you. Answer before I'll kill you".

Yuuji let out a broken laugh, "After all this time? Are they still your weakness?".

Sukuna dashed towards Yuuji. His eyes glowing red eyes, gripping the boy by the throat and pinning him to the wall. "Speak boy!".

Yuuji winced, "I made a promise to them".

Sukuna glared at Yuuji, squeezing his neck tighter.

"I promise (mama/papa) that I'll fucking kill you".

[reallyromealone]

hi!!!! I'm back with re-reading your works since I caught a flu and can't do anything really. sooo, idk if it has been asked already, but can I request for Izana being adopted by the reader? will things be different? how would he react? oh, and of course please don't forget Kaku. I can't imagine the two of them being separated. thank you! you can ignore this if you want 🫶🏼

This is so cute.

X

(Name) was absolutely taken by the two young boys before him, Izana and Kakucho were their names.

"So...you adopted us both?"

"Of course, you can't seperate best friends right?"

Izana and Kakucho were very attached to (name), the man kind and caring.

"So this is your room, I didn't know if you two wanted to share or have seperate rooms but if you guys decide you want seperate rooms we can always turn the spare into one of your rooms" (name) said softly and the two boys looked at the room in awe "there's plenty of space for your clothes and anything you guys want"

Izana wasn't crying.

Kakucho wasn't crying.

No proof.

(Name) saw the two set down photos beside their beds and had an idea.

When the two went to school (name) took the photos to the closest photo store and made copies slightly bigger.

He made sure everything was in place when they got home, the boys tired as they walked down the hall only to pause "since this is the family wall, I thought you guys should have your family there as well"

(Name) managed to get ahold of Izana other family, the Sanos and got into regular contact with the boys grandfather.

The two parties met regularly and at some point the boys went to sleep overs with Mikey and Emma, their half and step siblings and vice versa.

It was nice seeing them so happy.

(Name) was happy that his sons and sort of step kids got along, apparently Mikey invited other friends as well to the sleep over.

The trio went to the grocery store to get some snacks for the sleep over, the two excited as apparently Mikey was starting some form of group and wanted them and their friends to be apart of it.

The two kept the whole gang activities away from their dad.

He was a worry wort to begin with.

"Ok I think this is good, you two think you need anything else?"

"No dad"

"This is fine dad"

That was another development, they regularly called him dad.

He totally didn't cry when they said it.

(Name) drove them to the Sano dojo, also dropping off dinners to give Emma and Grandpa Sano a break "hello again Mr.Sano" (name) said as the three bowed to their elder, the old man letting them in "why don't you boys bring this into the kitchen, yeah?"

"(Name)?" Emma called out as she poked her head from the hall to see her sort of step dad "ah, hello Emma!" (Name) said to the girl "the boys are putting the food away, I made sure to pack your favorite" (name) said kindly and Emma beamed "thank you!" She bounced to the kitchen to get her beloved food before Mikey snagged it.

(Name) chatted with Mr. Sano for a bit, enjoying some tea as the doorbell rang.

Mikey had joined them at this point and answered the door, letting a handful of teens inside.

"Well I guess I best be off, have a good night Mr. Sano" (name) said and got up to leave only to see a bunch of teenagers staring at him wide eyed "oh hello! I'm Izana and Kakuchos dad" he greeted the teens who looked at him like he was a god.

Draken sighed, having met (name) before and he wouldn't deny that Izana and Kakuchos dad was a total dilf but come on.

Have some class.

"Well you kids have fun, behave and remember I love you" (name) said to his kids and step kids, grandpa Sano going to go watch his shows before bed.

"Kakucho, Izana" Baji said slowly and the two knew he was gonna say some dumb shit "your dad's a total dilf"

"Shut the fuck up" Kakucho seethed and then came the argument of if they would have a chance with the twos dad amongst the non Sano/(lastname)s.

Except Sanzu.

Because Sanzu knew that his brother was seeing (name).

Because he totally went through his phone once and knew that (name) was also making plans for the boys to meet each other and such.

For now though? He just watched the group fight like idiots.

[reticent-writer]

Hi I Liked The Big Brother Figure Request So Can I Order The Hashiras With A Reader that they see as a father figure like a father or something (Platonic Please I Need This)

Coming right up (I fell asleep reading this and it didn't save. I was so mad)

Tengen

Considering the home he came from you were now the closest thing he had to a father (his father was just super traditional and tengen didn't like that, caused some problems)

You were always there for him

You were the first to meet his wife's and will be the first to meet the future children

Sanemi

If you take one you take both

Even though you try you can't fix what happened

Sanemi is never rude to you or around you

When Genya is around he bites back even things he wants to say cause he can feel you staring at him

Nothing he does never gets past you

in some way he is grateful for that cause he is constantly being put in check

Shinobu

When you met her sister died in her arms

You helped her give a proper burial

You didn't want to leave a kid by themselves whether they were a slayer or not so you accompanied her back home

In the village you were in you were a doctor

Little did you know you picked up where her sister left off and taught her

And for that she is forever grateful

Muchiro

You can do no wrong in his eyes

he might not remember when you met but he knows who you are to him and he cherishes it

He comes home to a scolding by you cause he was gone for so long without saying where he was

He found it annoying but deep down he was glad to have you there for him

Kyojuro

You are a retired hashira who happened to be in the middle of a scolding by Shinjiro when Kyo first saw you

Before his father wasn't too far gone he trained you

Him and Shinjiro would come to talk to you when you were taking breaks

From then on those two were stuck to you like glue

You were their second father

Up until the moment he died he admired you

Gyomei

You were his second hand at the orphanage

you never blamed him for what happened

You would always tell him its not his fault

You arent a fighter so he fights for you

Mitsuri

You own a bakery in her hometown

You would catch her staring at the snacks and give them to her

once you noticed she was getting bullied you would run them off or charge them more for your delectables

You would always tell her to ignore them cause they don't know what their talking about

Giyuu

he's known you for as long as he can remember

he treats you as his own father ( a little attitude and all)

you are more extroverted to him

You might not be a dad but you say dad jokes like its no tomorrow

when Giyuu said he'd vouch for Tanjiro you stood by him and did the same

Obanai

He barely had a father to begin with so when you came he felt he kinda had a family

He stuck to you when you helped escape his sisters

Your his #1 ObaMitsu shipper and makes sure he knows it no matter how much it embarrasses him

Your also his #1 supporter

[hanmasghost]

saw your requests are open, could i request a dad!reader for takemichi ? maybe where his dad is covered in tattoos and has a resting bitch face, but is a crybaby too?! please and thank you!

“The Crybaby’s Dad”

Authors Note:

Hehehe👹 I love this idea, thank you<3

Pronouns: He/Him

Warning(s): {Reader}? Total chad, ooc(?)

The three boys who stood at Takemichi’s front step stared as they froze in some kind of fear like trace at the person before them.

No one had seen or interacted with Takemichi the past few days so the three people closest to him(Mikey, Draken, and Chifuyu) decided they would go to the blond’s house and check up on him.

But after knocking on the front door, they expected bright blue eyes and a dopey grin of their friend to answer. Not some half naked, buff, tatted up guy with eyes that could wipe the smirk off the face of even the best of fighters.

“Are you….” The man started. His voice deep and groggy as he spoke, placing Toman’s highest ranking members in a stiffened state.

“Takemichi’s friends?!” The man asked with tear filled eyes.

‘Huh?!’ The other three teens thought collectively, all wearing the same dumbfounded look.

Wiping his tears, the man exclaimed “Oh! I’m so glad my baby is making friends!”

“Come in, come in! I’m sorry I’m not fully dressed! I just woke up! Let me get Michi-boy for you guys, help yourself to a bottle of water or something yeah?” The man said as he waved the teenagers inside and pointed to the fridge as he continued to cry.

As soon as he walked away the three boys sighed with relief, feeling like they could finally breathe.

Takemichi walked downstairs to his kitchen alongside his dad who kept crying and rambling about friends or something, his dad soon retreating back upstairs for a t-shirt as to “not be inappropriate towards our guests” whatever that meant.

“Oh! Wow, h-hey guys!” Takemichi waved nervously towards his three friends who sat at his dining table, not knowing they’d be there.

“Hey/partner!” Draken and Chifuyu greeted.

Takemichi went to go offer some food or drinks when Mikey decided to interrupt him with a question instead.

“Who’s the old gay?”

“My dad-“

*smack*

Mikey clutched the back of his head as he sucked in a breath. “Ow! Sorry I meant guy!”

*smack*

“Doesn’t make it any better dumbass! You just insulted Takemitchy’s dad!” Draken scolded as he pushed Mikey’s forehead to touch the table.

“Hey!”

“Pfft-…. Uh… guys?… look...” Chifuyu pointed shakily to the stairs behind Takemichi.

Looking to where Chifuyu was pointing only to see Takemichi’s father standing at the bottom of the stairs, his muscles basically flexing from under his white ben10 shirt.

“Who are you….” The elder man started as he walked past his beloved son, and towards Toman’s leader who currently was looking up at him with half his face smushed into the table he sat at.

“Calling old, punk?”

Before Mikey could even reply the elder burst out laughing, breaking all the tension inside the room. His son and the other blonds laughing a bit nervously alongside him.

Walking behind Draken and Mikey, the man places both his hands on their heads and messed with their hair a bit. “I’m just messin’ with ya kids! My names {Reader}! But you you guys can call me dad!” The man, now known as {Reader} laughed.

Little did the the four males at the dining table know… Takemichi continued to stare at them all strategically, analyzing all of them.

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

You were always set to work over seas planning and serving at famous rich people banquets or something as you were a world known chef, so you were really never home.

Only time you were able to come back to Japan in the og timeline was when Takemichi turned eighteen.

He needed to find Naoto asap and make sure nothing bad happened to you in the future… but for right now? He needed to act natural. So he pushed all his negative thoughts away as he strutted over to the dining table and made conversation.

Unknown to Takemichi… all four males sitting at the table had witnessed his fearful, contemplating stare and were all planning on confronting him individually later on.

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

Can i request a david rossi x male reader? Maybe even a reader who’s a dad?

I had a planned, had to pause writing, forgot the plan, and started writing again. So... enjoy? Lol

Warnings: Bullies, blood, ‘off camera’ violence

"What do you want to do today?" Rossi asked.

"What day is it?" You responded, realising it was in fact Friday, you turned back to him. "It's up to you, I need to pick the kids up from school at three,"

"Maybe we could go to dinner after picking up Jake and Amelia," He suggested.

You smiled, "I think that would be a great idea,"

Your son, Jake, was seventeen and in his final year of high school. Due to this school year being hectic, whilst he came round every weekend, he would reserve the mornings for school work and studying early - he was a hard worker. And Amelia was fourteen in her first year of high school. You were lucky enough that Dave and your kids got on with each other well, Dave had been in your life for a long time - first as a family friend that eventually developed into a relationship, and then husband. 

“Jake could definitely use a break, he’s been working really hard recently,” You said, Dave nodded.

“I know, he’s been glued to those books,” He said, “He’s even asked me if I could take him into work to see Spencer to help him revise,”

“Really?”

“Yeah, kid’s feeling the pressure,”

Sighing you drag your hand over your face, “I’ve told him not to push himself too much,”

“He wants to achieve,” Dave said with a shrug, “He takes after his father,”

You rolled your eyes with a grin, “You’re so cliche,”

“Yep,” 

“And I can’t help but think that maybe Amelia’s got something going on at school, she’s been quieter than usual,” You said.

Dave nodded, “I’ve noticed that too,”

Your conversation got cut off by the ringing of your phone. Seeing the school’s number flash across your screen you furrowed your eyebrows. “Hello?” 

“This is Quantico Highschool. Is this (Y/N)(L/N)?” 

“It is, is everything alright?” You asked, panic slowly seeping through.

“We need you to come and collect Jake and Amelia, there has been an... altercation,” You furrow your eyebrows but immediately tell the receptionist will be there. 

“What’s wrong?”

“I need to pick both the kids up - apparently there’s been an altercation,” You quickly explained. 

Dave snatched the keys from the table, “Come on, I’ll drive,”

You weren’t sure what exactly you were expecting, just that it wasn’t good. If you were getting called in to pick them both up, it couldn’t be good. Maybe it had something to do with Amelia acting so odd recently? 

You pulled yourself out of your thoughts as the car came to a stop. Without a word, both you and Dave stepped out of the car and headed to reception. Your eyes widened, seeing Jake sat holding a bloodied tissue to his nose, his nose and corners of the skin around his eyes a red, some areas slowly starting to turn a deep purple. You could see that his knuckles were grazed and bright red. You flicked your eyes to Amelia, who was crying quietly, clutched onto Jake’s arm.

“What on earth happened?” You asked, voice concerned rather than angry. Right now, you just wanted to make sure that your children were okay. 

“You’ll be mad,” Amelia said, shaking her head.

You brushed away her tears, “Sweetheart, I need to know what happened so I can help sort it out,”

Jake looked to Amelia for permission before he started speaking (waiting for her to nod), “A group of boys, about sixteen, have been picking on her,” He said, “She wanted to handle it herself. I saw them try and push her down the stairs. I tried to break it up and tell them to walk away, they wouldn’t. The- I’m gonna call him ‘cult leader’- threw the first punch,”

You nodded. “Okay,”

“Okay?”

“Okay,” You said, “As far as I’m concerned you were defending yourself and protecting your sister. Who caused the nose bleed?”

“Cult’s second in command,” Amelia answered, “I tried to stop it,”

“I know,” You reassured.

“Mr (L/N),” The principal interrupted, “Can you please step into my office?”

“Come on kids,” You said, standing up straight. 

“I think they should wait outside,”

“They’re old enough to be involved in this conversation,” You answered. “This is my husband, Dave,” 

The Principal nodded politely to Dave as you all entered the office. The Principal waited for everyone to settle down before he began speaking, “Both Jake and Amelia are going to be suspended for the rest of the week because of the altercation,” He began, “When they return, they will be placed in detention for the week,”

“And the boys involved?”

“Excuse me?” 

“The group of boys that have been bullying my daughter,” You said, “I’m assuming they are getting a minimum of what my children are getting,”

“This is the first time I’ve heard about this,”

You turned to Amelia, “Amelia wanted to handle it herself,” You turned to Amelia, “What made you choose to handle it by yourself?”

“When Shannon told you, you told her she was lying,” Amelia said. You turned back to the Principal with raised eyebrows.

“Because of your behaviour, my children dealt with it themselves, getting hurt in the process,” You began, “You’ve got a duty of care and safety for my children and as far as I’m concerned, you haven’t lived up to that. I’m not sure if I’m going to pull them out of this school, I’m going to discuss it with them, but that is a possibility. We’re leaving now,”

You stood, causing Amelia, Jake, and Dave (who had kept silent throughout this ordeal) to follow you.

“Dad that was so cool!” Amelia chimed.

“Yeah, that was pretty awesome,” Jake admitted.

“I try my best,” You laughed, “Come on, let’s get you home so we can get ready,”

“Ready for what?” Amelia asked curiously.

“We’re going out for dinner,” You answered, “It was planned before the ‘altercation’ happened, this isn’t me rewarding bad behaviour... But also well done kids,”

Amelia and Jake both let out a laugh as they climbed into the car.

[pendragon-writes]

𝐵𝒶𝓉𝒟𝒶𝒹!𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

❤️=Romantic 💙=Platonic💊=Hurt/Comfort 💛=Fluff 🌎=Au 📖=Series

Thanks, Dad (Skit) (YJ!Robin) (Multi)

Broken Bones 💙💊💛 Bat!Dad!Reader (Multi)

[thefallofruins]

First time dad! Sukuna

“This is…mine?”

He looks down at the little wrapped bundle in his arms, a look of confusion etched onto his face. His eyebrows are furrowed as he looks at the little thing, who looks back at him with equal interest.

Except her eyes are filled with innocence. And they share a resemblance with his. Such a beautiful contrast, you think.

“She is.” You chuckle softly, correcting him, still incredibly tired from the pains of birthing his child. But the sight of the father holding his daughter for this first time was so amusing that you couldn’t help it. “She’s a beauty, isn’t she?”

Sukuna doesn’t respond immediately, still fixated on the small…tiny little thing he’s holding. He’s so uncharacteristically gentle with it…like one mistake and she’ll shatter. He raises a finger to her plump cheek, caressing her soft skin.

“Like you,” he finally responds, as the little girl’s tiny fingers immediately latch onto his, wrapping around them. A soft smile forms on his face as he looks at her, then at you. The wonderful woman who graced his cursed existence with such blessings.

He wants to say something, but a strange…slimy feeling of wetness on his finger prevents him from doing so. He looks at the little one in his arms, slurping on his fingers.

“Oh, so you’re a brat too?” He pulls his finger away, and hell breaks loose. He is even more confused now.

“She’s hungry, Kuna,” you pout, extending your arms from the bed, “Bring her here.”

He shuffles closer to you, his hand working surprisingly gently as he hands the little girl to you, and she immediately latches onto your breast as you loosen the robe to feed her.

“Has my appetite.” He grumbles, causing you to chuckle again. He stays for a while, internally swearing at the sight of you and your little girl— that if anything ever even tries to touch either of you, he will rip the world to shreds, and god knows what ends he’ll get to to keep you safe.

“Brat,” He mumbles, one of his hands resting on your head, making you look up to him as he ruffles your hair slightly. “Thank you.”

[casiia]

dad simon eats all the pretzels in the chex mix because you and your daughter don’t like them :(

whenever you guys are going on a road trip he’ll never make you drive, even if he’s on his 5th monster. “just sit there and look pretty for me.”

he also does the hand thing when he wants snacks from his little girl, which only makes her whine. she gives him the green m&m’s because she thinks they taste different.

as much as it kills him he also endures listening to disney music for majority of the ride. he says he hates it but you can see him singing along sometimes.

he goes all out for snacks at the gas station, makes you feed him.

[tojisun]

!! suggestive-ish; dirty talking n insinuations; simon n his big body <33

"c'mon, sweetheart," simon murmurs, watching you with narrowed eyes. "won't you tell me why you wanna ride me?"

you puff a trembling breath, gaze turned away from him, before replying, "wanna feel you, s'all." you chew on your words, the rumble of your voice is so soft that simon almost missed it.

almost.

he doesn't bother hiding his smirk.

"is that right?" he sounds breathy even to his own ears. "anythin' else?"

he watches as you shake your head, still looking away from him, all shy and docile in your embarrassment. simon almost heaves a saddened sigh, but he sees the way your eyelashes flutter in nervousness, your bottom lip all bitten and nibbled on, and decides to take it easy.

well.

easy on his terms.

"you wanna take me to the hilt, yeah?" simon begins, his voice genuine even with the faint teasing tone. he adjusts the two of you on the sofa, grunting in satisfaction when your eyes flick up to meet his shyly.

"you wanna take control? wanna set the pace and do all the work?" he massages your hips, working his hands to grab fistfuls of your muscle and fat, groaning at the way your skin dimples.

he pulls you close to him, your chest pressing against his own, and simon tries his best not to flick his eyes down just to see the way your tits are all squished up against him. god, even just feeling the softness of them makes his cock stir underneath his jeans.

simon brushes his lips over the shell of your ears, purposeful in their teasing touch. then, "you wanna know how deep i can go in you, huh? wanna take your sweet time – or not, depends."

he lands a smack on your ass, the slap ringing between you two, and simon chuckles at your bit-off squeak. he watches as you tilt your head up to glare at him but simon just grins, teasing and meanly, before pitching forward to press a soft kiss on your forehead.

"no one's stoppin' you, princess." the words are mumbled into your skin and simon revels in the way you breathe in sharply, fingers trembling from where they are fisting his shirt, before groaning in quiet pleasure when he feels you rutting down onto his chub.

yeah. simon's gon' ruin you tonight.

[chuluoyi]

Baby gojo and daddy gojo not wanting to share mama gojo😭✋i-

࿐ ࿔ 🕰️ 「 06:20 P.M 」

aww this is so cute of course this is the first i worked on after getting back from my weekend break <3 and actually i have this one similar ask too so i combined yours with theirs! here's some cute blinking gojo in phantom parade and okay now let us have some crack and make gojo suffer

a part of gojo's love entries

series masterlist | oneshot masterlist

“bwah!” a nudge.

“myah!” a shove.

and then—

“waaa!” a… slap (?) on the cheek.

“huh?” satoru winced, touching where the baby’s palm just connected with his face, blinking rapidly. so he wasn’t imagining things. this really was happening in front of his eyes.

and it was the baby—his baby.

your giggles filled the air in response.

“hey, you,” satoru took on a very stern look and an exaggerated frown, glaring at his own son. the baby merely babbled at him innocently, blinking his wide crystal blue eyes that mirrored his. “bad, bad minion. this is a very serious issue. you shouldn’t do that, you hear?”

the serious issue being each time he tried to lean closer to steal a kiss from you, your son always found a way to repel him away with his tiny hands.

you snorted at his righteous tone. “he’s just protecting me. even your kid knows you’re a danger.”

a gasp left your husband’s shiny lips, mockingly in disbelief. “me? a danger? i make your life a heaven on earth!”

“heav—pfft—”

“i give you love, food, my body—” he emphasized, pointing at himself for a dramatic effect, and you threw your head back, dissolving into a fit of laughter even more, “—heck, i even give you this naughty baby!”

“wha—no! that’s team effort!”

“still! and now he is staging an uprising against me?” satoru cheekily eyed his child, who was now clutching the fabric of your blouse, tiny fingers playing with the shiny diamonds of your necklace—a gift from satoru too, actually.

“look at him go,” he grumbled, his eyes following each little movement his son made, then dramatically yelped when the boy pawed at your breasts. “hey! no touching! those are mine!”

“please.” you almost choked on your laugh. your silly husband always had a way to make things sound funnier than they actually were, and that was what made you fall in love with him more each day, really. “the milk is his!”

“he can have the cow’s! and more importantly, it’s thanks to me that you’re so milky—”

“satoru! you’re so uncouth i can’t—!”

“see? you’re laughing so much! this proves enough that i make you happy every day!”

later that night, after you put your baby to sleep in his crib, satoru gently poked his cheek, his expression tender despite his pursed lips. “he is out like a light…”

satoru might whine a lot, but ultimately, you couldn’t miss the look of adoration and fondness that made him the father of your child. even without saying it out loud, you knew that he would willingly put everything aside and sacrifice anything—first of all, himself—if it was meant for his dearest, most precious treasure.

knowing he'd do the same for you only served to melt your heart even more. and you felt full—so full, in fact, with warmth and love and anything that was soft.

you really do love him, don’t you?

“look at him, he’s like a shrimp,” your husband pointed out, still gazing at his baby in wonder as he kept poking and prodding at the chonky rolls of his little arms, and you thought, nothing could have been more precious than this.

“satoru.”

“yeah?” he turned instantly at the sound of his name, but before he could react further—

you stood on your tiptoes and planted a swift smooch on his cheek, putting the overflowing love you held for him in it. “mwah!”

“…?!”

for the next three seconds, satoru malfunctioned. the brush of your sweet lips on his cheek was so innocent that he was rendered speechless. heat steadily gathered on his face, turning him pink despite himself.

“you…” he groaned, collecting himself, a dopey smile was quickly plastered on his face to cover up his setback as you burst into hearty laughter. “now you’ve started it…” and then he latched on you with a glint of a joker, launching a full-blown tickle attack.

“a—ah! why?! satoru! ahahahaha!”

. . .

safe to say, your wheezes effectively awoke your son from his slumber, and as a bit of payback, you left satoru in the dust to deal with the crying baby, both of them whimpering in unison since he had absolutely no clue how to comfort the little one.

[naivegh0ul]

Thinking about Ghost helping you out when your breastmilk is clogged 🥴

I mean, he was totally obsessed with your chest before the baby, before you were even pregnant, but now? With your tits all swollen with milk, your nipples puffy constantly? Oh, he's completely crazy for you.

He'd be a little jealous of the baby. They get to have their lips on your pretty tits all the time, why can't he? He almost creams his pants just from you asking him all shyly to help you with your milk because it's backed up and you're sore.

You're not getting him off you after that. His head is constantly under your shirt, lips wrapped around your nipple and his hand pawing at your tits, squeezing and squishing them lightly as he tries to coax the milk out, hoping and praying that he'll get to taste some.

He'd slobber all over your chest, saliva spilling down as he moans and sucks roughly on your perky, sensitive nipples.

"Mmh, come on, sweetheart. Let me taste it, be a good girl." He'd mumble, letting out a loud, lust-filled groan as he felt a small but steady trickle of your milk spilling into his mouth.

"That's a good girl. So good f'r me. Perfect."

[lowkeyremi]

JJK MEN AS DADS

How they are with their kiddos/babies ! ft. gojo, geto, choso, toji, and nanami

content: no curse!au fluff, established relationship (marriage), children, families.

Gojo Satoru

"Look at my little boy, he looks just like me, what a heart stopper you'll be when you get older!" He praises his two year old, Kenji Gojo.

"'Toru stop trying to manifest our son into a hoe." Satoru turns to you with a loud gasp, eyes wide, and it causes your little boy to giggle.

"How could you say such words, in front of him? Don't listen to Mommy. Daddy was never a player. Never ever!" Kenji has no clue what's happening he just laughs at his father's dramatics.

"Oh brother, I hope he doesn't turn into a drama queen like you. And yes you were a player before I got with you. Remember when you kissed my friend then like ten minutes later tried to kiss me?" Satoru was a menace in college. Every time you bring up that specific college memory he always says-

"Ugh, blame Suguru! He was the one who made me take shots when I didn't like to drink." There it is. That was excuse for two-timing you and your best friend back then.

"Save it for someone who believes you. Kenji, don't be like Daddy when you grow up, okay?" Your husband knows you're joking but he can't help but whine and feel like you're being against him.

"Otay Mommy! Daddy is hoeeee. Hoe hoe hoe. Merry Christmas!" Your poor little boy thinks he's saying the noise Santa makes instead of a derogatory term and it's hilarious.

Of course you encourage him, "Daddy's a what?"

"Hoe!" Kenji screams out with a smile on his face. Satoru frowns loosing his playfulness.

"I-i guess my family just hates me... no one loves me." He sighs loudly to sell it to you guys but you don't buy it. He sits in the corner pretending to cry. "Boo hoo..." Kenji waddles his way over to his father patting his head.

"No cry Daddy, you not a hoe. You Daddy." Satoru fakes a loud gasp when he hears his son comfort him, thinking Satoru is actually crying.

"Really?!" He asks the little boy standing next to him.

"Yeah, Daddy is cool!!" Satoru chuckles, picks up is little boy and tosses him into the air. The small white haired child screams in delight as his father catches him, and you can't deny that all the trouble you and Satoru had in your relationship was worth seeing this.

Geto Suguru

"And then, the monster ate the twin girls who didn't go to sleep at their bed time-"

"Ooooookay. I think that's enough bed time stories from Papa." You say ushering your girls to bed, Hana looks scared out of her mind but Kana's eyes are sparkling with curiosity.

"Awww, Mommy, it was just getting good!" Kana whines, you know she wants to hear whatever else Suguru makes up on spot but he scared Hana who looks like she wants to cry.

"I know sweetie, but I don't think Hana really liked that story." The girls are six and full of energy at any given time.

"Come on baby, let me tell Kana the rest." Suguru matches his daughter's tone, knowing you'll give in.

"Alright, fine, but you need to apologize to Hana, look at her." Your husband looks at his younger twin daughter and he does feel kind of bad for scaring her like that. Suguru likes telling scary stories and myths to his girls just like his father had done to him. He always thought they were super cool.

"Oh, Hana, sweet girl. Papa's sorry. I didn't mean to scare you like that. How about I tell you and your sister a different story?" Hana looks a little doubtful as do you, but Suguru grants you a smile. He knows you trust him so you give him a stern look before kissing his forehead.

"Don't take too long, I need my cuddles." He smirks, kissing your hand, "Of course my dear."

The twins coo in unison at their parents romantic gestures, they think it's the coolest thing ever. "You girls have your stuffed animals?" He asks them and they nod together waiting for his story.

He tells the two about a princess who needed saving. Her long lost sister came to save her from a scary dragon and they lived happily together.

"That sounds like me and Hana!! I fought the scary dragon and Hana was the princess!!!" Kana says with excitement. Sometimes Suguru sees two little girls he used to foster in his own girls. He wonders how they're doing these days. They're probably grown up by now or at least in their late teens.

"I really wish Mommy had let me name you guys Nanako and Mimiko." He whispers with a soft smile. Kana looks at him in confusion rubbing her tired eyes, Hana's already asleep.

"Huh?" Kana asks.

"Nothing my dear, good night, little one." He tucks her into bed and gives her a tend kiss on the forehead.

"Night night, Papa." She says with a yawn and Suguru makes his way downstairs to join you.

Kamo Choso

Choso bites his lip looking down at his son, the boy looks a lot like you he thinks. Ryuji is his name, you let him name him. "I didn't mean to break it." He whines to his father. Choso has a soft spot for his boy. He reminds him a lot of his little brother Yuji.

"I know bud, but what will we tell Mom when she gets home?" Ryuji had accidentally broken your favorite ceramic mug. Choso was not sure what he signed up for when he got you pregnant but it sure wasn't this.

He and his son were always getting scolded by you. Every time Ryuji gets into some kind of trouble it also happens to be Choso's fault for not watching him closely as you always say. The truth is, Ryuji seems to get into trouble even with his father watching him closely.

"Um... we can tell her it was at the edge of the counter and i walked past it and it fell down. Then it will be her fault for leaving it by the edge." Choso smiles at his devious ten year old. He knows lying is bad but if you heard what really happened you'd scold both of them.

What actually happened as that Ryuji was playing in the kitchen, even though you've warned him against it many times and he knocked your mug down onto the ground.

"Good idea, kid. I don't want to hear Mom yelling again. I might get couch treatment again." Choso shivers at the idea of sleeping on the cramped couch rather than in his warm bed with you.

"You remind me a lot of your Uncle Yuji." Choso says ruffling his son's hair. "You and Mom keep saying that and I don't know if that's good or bad."

"It depends. Yuji can be both." Choso chuckles. His son gives him a crushing hug.

"I love you dad, you're doing great." And Choso didn't know how much he needed to hear those words but they were getting to him.

Fushiguro Toji

"Quit kicking your Ma, ya little brat." He threatens your swelling belly. He gives you a questioning look when you glare at him. Those emerald eyes challenge yours in a staring contest.

"What is with you and threatening our unborn children?" Your question is followed by a giggle.

"Gotta let the brats know who's in charge." He blows out a breath and puffs his chest, you find the whole ordeal ridiculous. The man is a girl dad for crying out loud. Even his oldest, your step-son thinks his father is a clown. And before Tsumiki died there were three daughters in his life.

He thinks your third one is bound to be a boy, but you're secretly hoping for a girl just to further sink Toji's idea of having a little boy to boss around. Megumi comes around maybe twice a month to see his little half-sisters, which means Toji is surrounded by girls all the time.

You like to joke around with him and say, "What do you know? Girls seem to follow you wherever you go." He always grumbles about it being stupid and unfair.

"As I was saying-"

"DAD!!!!! MY HAIR OH NOOOOOOO." Toji's up off the couch in seconds answering at his daughter's beck and call.

He walks into her room to see her braid was messed up. "What happened, Doll?" He asks her, undoing the braid so he can redo it.

"Yui undid my braid!! She took my hair tie and ran to her room!!!" She squeals, in horror at her little sister's thieving.

"Oh did she now? I'll go have a talk with her once I braid this back up." He's gentle with his tender-headed daughter. He quickly braids her hair back up, the pattern memorized. 100% self indulgent bc im tender headed.

"I have this green hair tie, is that okay, sweet girl?" She sighs quietly. "Where are the blue ones?" Toji clicks his tongue. "I can go get one real quick if you hold the end of this braid." He tells her and she's quick to do it. Her favorite color is blue after all.

She cheers when her father returns with a blue hair tie. He ties it up quickly, "Okay let me go talk to Yui." Nami nods brushing out her baby doll's hair.

Toji makes an appearance in front of his four year old's door, she's making her dolls scream at each other. "What was da reason?!!!!" She screams pretending to be one of the dolls, "I had a reason." She makes the other say.

Toji rolls his eyes, his daughter has been watching too much TV with you. "Excuse me miss Cardi B, why did you steal your sister's hair tie?" His hands are on his hips and his eyes are squinted to add to his authority.

"Whattttt, Dad, you know dat?" She asks as if her dad lives under a rock.

"Tch I'm not old, I know what memes are. Now answer the question." She rolls her eyes. You tell Toji she gets her attitude from him.

"If you haf to know I needed it, so I could give Sprinkles a ponytail." Sprinkles is the dog Toji said he was NOT going to get for his girls but caved in and got anyway.

"Ya coulda asked me or your Ma for one rather than stealing it right from your sister's hair." She shakes her head in disagreement. Toji wonders what's going on in her head right now.

"Dad you don't get it! It had to be that one!"

"Why that specific hair tie?" She goes silent turning away from her father and mumbling something Toji can barely hear.

"Speak up, princess." She scoffs and sighs and folds her arms. Wow the sass is unreal.

"Sprinkle thinks Nami is super cool so she wants what Nami has." Toji isn't stupid he knows his daughter is using the dog as a place holder for how she admires her older sister. Yui doesn't like to admit it though.

"Are you sure it's Sprinkle who thinks Nami is super cool?" He gives her the chance to be open with him and she sighs taking the bait.

"I guess. I think Nami is super cool." She murmurs and Toji smirks.

"It's alright to think your sis is cool, Dad didn't get to grow up with any cool siblings. Just annoying cousins."

"Mai and Maki are cooler than you, Dad, not annoying!" The man in question raises his brow his smirk never leaving, "Okay since I'm not cool. I guess I won't take you out for treats anymore when Ma says no."

Little Yui gasps, bursting upward like a rocket and running toward her dad. She hugs his leg, her little head looking up at him, "I was kidding Dad. You're super cool. Please don't stop taking me for treats!!"

Toji smiles, picks up his little girl and tickles her. She screams out for him to stop, "Huh? I can't hear what you're saying."

"Nami help!!!!"

In seconds Nami's attacking her father in a playful manner, "Let go of my sister!!"

"Okay then." Toji holds his daughter upside down by her feet, as she screams some more. "MA!!! HELPPP!!!!"

"Toji put her down." You say in a half-hearted manner.

"She is down. Upside down."

Nanami Kento

"See, you're getting the hang of it, Hiro." Kento softly encourages his son who's struggling with his math homework. You had tried to help him but he screamed that what you were saying didn't make sense. So of course you yelled back, letting your emotions get the better of you.

Kento had stepped in to keep you two from ripping each other's heads off. Plus all that screaming had woken up the baby. You could hear her crying.

That was about an hour ago. You quietly walked into the dining room with your seven month old baby girl cuddled up to your chest as you held her tight.

The sight of your husband helping your son warmed your heart, but you also felt guilt hot in your stomach for yelling at him, he's only twelve.

"Hey, Hiro. Can I talk to you, hon?" You ask softly. Both your son and Kento turn their heads upon hearing your voice. He nods at you and you inhale deeply, "I'm sorry for yelling at you, bud, I didn't mean it."

His eyes soften as do Kento's.

"I'm sorry too, Mom. I started it. You were just trying to help me." Kento's smile encourages you to walk closer to the table which you do.

"We should have had Dad come help in the first place, huh? I'm not good at explaining." Hiro shares a laugh with you, and Kento cups your cheek.

"Explanations might not be your strong suit but you're still a good mother, baby." Hiro gags at his father calling you "baby" he hate when you two get sappy.

You move your head a little so you can kiss his palm. As expected Hiro covers his eyes and making more throwing up noises.

"Oh hush, one day you'll find someone for you, and you'll be just like me and your mother." Kento says rolling his eyes and you giggle. Even though you guys have your differences you guys always forgive each other at the end of the day.

Your little girl coos quietly and Kento holds out his arms gesturing for his little girl.

"She's just had dinner, so she might fall asleep on you." Your warning doesn't bother him at all, if anything, you'll probably have more pictures to add to your baby gallery on your phone if she falls asleep in his arms.

She's already a dad's girl and she's only seven months old. You thought maybe Hiro would be a mama's boy but he's definitely his daddy's son.

You don't mind though, well, sometimes you're a little jealous that you have to share your man with your kids. Kento's a very lovable man though, so you can't blame them.

[chaosandmarigolds]

newbornDad! Simon Riley

Simon! Who insists on carrying the baby carrier through the threshold of the house when you get home from the hospital

Simon! who spent nine months training Riley to be gentle with the baby

Simon! Who carries the baby around showing them the house with little whispers, 'annnn this is your brothers room, he's had your grandads right now but don't worry sweetpea, you'll meet him soon'

Simon! Who strongly believes the baby needs skin to skin, so...are you complaining about him walking around shirtless with a baby held to chest, not at all

Simon! Who is so worried when Ollie holds the baby for the first time because yeah Ollie is six years old at that point but anxiety??

Simon! Who hates that he has to go on a mission, even if for two weeks because they are sooo so vital and he doesn't want to leave you alone and-

Simon! Who tells Oliver to take care of his little sibling and to look after you

Simon! Who hates his job sometimes

[yawnderu]

Currently thinking about neighbor!Simon with a sweet thing who keeps shamelessly flirting with him.

Ghost, the soldier who has been basing his life in self-control and discipline, knocked down a peg or two by his younger neighbor. He doesn't even respond to the flirting, simply replying with a grunt or a "thanks" so quiet you can barely even hear it before he disappears into his house.

Neighbor!Simon, who initially moved to your quiet neighborhood for some peace and quiet— and he gets just that, with one glaring exception.

Neighbor!Simon, who is forced to listen to your moans and whines as you bounce up and down a dildo, filthy nonsense escaping your lips whenever it hits a sensitive spot.

Neighbor!Simon, who seemed amused about it at first and ignored it, but after a few times started feeling his jeans tighten up.

Neighbor!Simon, who cups his throbbing boner over his jeans, trying his best to stop himself from jerking off, yet your whiny moans are taking away any semblance of self-respect he has.

Neighbor!Simon, who timed his strokes with the sounds of your squelching cunt, imagining it's him going in and out of you.

Neighbor!Simon, who pathetically came all over his stomach when you moaned out his name, filthy and overly loud words leaving your lips because you know he can hear you.

Neighbor!Simon, who since then was less of a Ghost in his own neighborhood, actually trying to reply to your attempts at making conversation with him.

Neighbor!Simon, who told you one of his awful dad jokes just to hear the loudest sigh ever, the corners of his lips threatening to tug up at your reaction.

Neighbor!Simon, who eventually started tagging along for anything you did— Grocery shopping? Paying bills? Going to the park? Shopping? He's coming with you, claiming there's lots of creeps around.

Neighbor!Simon, who accepted your offers for dinner, looking at you moving around the kitchen and helping you, imagining you're his pretty little wife.

Neighbor!Simon, who got enough courage to kiss you after being 100% sure you were interested in him.

Neighbor!Simon, who couldn't keep the surprise from showing on his face when during one of your make out sessions, you took him to your bedroom.

Neighbor!Simon, who was a groaning mess underneath you as you rode him, calloused hands holding onto your hips with a bruising grip.

'' 'S what you wanted all along, love?'' He manages to grunt out between his deep groans and moans, hypnotized by the way your tits bounce while your tight cunt takes all of him.

''Since I first saw you.'' You reply with honesty, leg muscles tired from riding him, but his thick cock feels way too good to even think about stopping.

''Good girl.'' He praises, eyes closing as his hips start to thrust up, meeting you halfway while you bounce on his cock, angling up your ass so he hits a more sensitive spot that has you moaning on top of him, his grip on your hips going to your ass while he moves your smaller body up and down his cock, thrusts getting rougher while you finally collapse on top of him.

''Cum inside.'' His hips falter for a moment as he looks at you with raised eyebrows, your hushed confirmation of being on birth control enough to keep him going even harder, driving himself into your cunt at an unlawful pace, heavy balls slapping against your ass as he thrusted deeply, the room filled with the smell of sex, walls bouncing with the sounds of your combined desperate moans as he shoved himself as deep as he could, filling your womb with his thick, fertile cum. It doesn't matter if you're on birth control, his seed is much stronger.

Husband!Simon, who got to come home from deployment to his missus, stomach swollen with his baby.

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

Series/Multi-Part Fics

Criminal Minds

General:

Atlas Tries Tropes:

(see also Hotch x gn!reader)

There’s only one bed - There’s only one bed in Luke and Tara’s shared hotel room 

Undercover Fake Dating -  Word Count: 2.5k Warnings: Drink spiking, hate crimes, fake date situation, slight nsfw references (jokes of bdsm and kinks), mentions of cheating. Minors proceed with caution, I’m going with 16+ just to be safe Let me know if I missed anything

Dad Reader:

Part One - Warnings: Reader has a son they didn’t know about, other than that, I don’t believe there is anything - I mean there’s a baby, but I don’t think that’s a warning? Lol. Word Count: 2000-ish.

Part Two - Warnings: Cancer, illness, Chemotherapy, Radiation therapy, this is heavy towards the end with stuff like that, sadness, a character is not well at all. There will be another ‘keep reading’ for when the warnings and stuff hits just so people know! Word Count: 2140

Part Three - Warnings: Mentions of cancer, chemotherapy, radiation therapy/radiotherapy, sadness, reader is sad, Hotch is good, people are concerned, I think that’s everything if you spot anything you think should have a tag, let me know! Word Count: 2179

Hotchner Brother Masterlist 

Hotch x gn!reader: Aaron meets y/n at a bar, swooping in and saving them from an old drunk guy. Later, y/n is able to return the favour. 

I have a boyfriend - Aaron x gn reader. Warnings: Creepy old man, drinking, alcohol, reader panics and says they have a sugar daddy XD Word count: 322

I have a partner - Aaron x gn reader. Warning: unwanted hitting on, drink, I think that’s all? Word Count: 607

Penelope Garcia:

Penelope x Morgan’s younger brother

Part One - Warnings: none that I can think of. Word Count: 1500 ish

Part Two - Warnings: none. Word Count: 602

General:

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