#i just wanted to root for the dilfs.

[narrativelysignificantturtleduck]

all of the polls have started to swing the way i want after i reblogged propaganda like tonraq is now beating bolin and bato is gaining on adult sokka and while that's what i wanted i'm also like 😳 did i do that. do i have power here

[theinfinitedivides]

SRK!Don girlies pack it up and take it home we're all f*cked after 84 years we finally get official news about Don 3 coming in 2025 or so and there's uh. i can't believe i'm saying this this is actually coming out of my mouth but there's no Shah Rukh

[poppy-metal]

dilf! art who unfortunately doesn't get lily on fathers day. maybe her and tashi had something planned, maybe she had a tennis match somewhere else, or maybe she wanted to do something really bad and art let her because he can never say no. whatever it is he finds himself without her on fathers day and you make it your goal to make still it the best. waking him up with breakfast in bed, having lily call him twice, surprising him with the gifts you and lily picked out weeks before, and taking him out for dinner. coming home and relaxing with a glass of wine. holding each other and art slowly kissing you as he brings up the thought that plagued him all day. he'd tell you in between kisses how this day with you made him realize how badly he wants to be a daddy again.

how he wants to have a baby with you. hear the patter of small feet, see you all round and pretty, and just be your own little family. who are you to tell him no to that on fathers day? i just know he has a breeding kink but felt too dirty to say everything in his head. when you're underneath him begging "put a baby in me, art. please, fill me up," in between your moans, he can't hold himself back. finds himself groaning and muttering the whole time about how he's going to fill you up, gonna pump you full until your stomach is bulging out, and get you so full that the two of you will already have a baby by next fathers day. it unleashes a new side of him and you wouldn't make him stop even if you wanted to because you've never seen him let go so much. so you let him use you like a little sex toy and just hold onto him closely, telling him how good he takes care of you and how you can't wait for him to fill you up with your own baby. 

- ☕

im laying on the ground w my neck snapped

arts breeding kink goes so crazy - and its so telling to how much he loves you, because having a family is really just at the core of his wants. and he thought that's what he had with tashi. its taken him a long time to think about starting a new one - lily's getting older though - and he loves you. can't stop thinking about having a baby with your qualities and his - something of you and him - something you made together. hes a fucking sap, alright.

and maybe the whine loosens his tongue because he says all that while hes got a hand dragging up your shirt, feeding himself one of your hard nipples and pushing his hips up into yours.

"i wanna have a baby." he says, against your tits. licks all between the valley of your breasts. grips your waist. "i want a baby with you-"

and this. this is what you've been waiting for. so you rock your hips, lick into his mouth eagerly. swallow his moans and tangle your tongue with his - tasting the wine. sweet.

"put one in me-" you gasp feverish. you're hot to the touch, you want him all over you, inside you already, pumping you full. "fuck me pregnant - wanna make you a daddy again -"

its a blur after that - a tangle of limbs and your clothes yanked down and off - and then hes there, pushing inside you - hot and insistent and he comes down on you - his hips already moving.

"put your legs around me" he says against your lips - "lock me inside-"

you grip his side with your thighs, hooking your ankles at his back and pushing against him, rooting him deep as he can go.

he barely pulls out - but he doesn't go easy on you, either. he rocks into you forcefully, the motion of it jerking the couch forward every couple seconds - your bodies touch everywhere and you cant stop kissing, messy and wet. cant stop moaning and babbling things you cant even keep track of.

"fuck me fuck me fuck me - wanna have your baby, art - w-wanna have so many babies - "

"gonna make you a mommy - fuck, fill this tight little pussy - "

he comes in you once, and doesn't stop there. pushing his cum in as it oozes out, hooking your thighs towards your chest "have to breed you -" he grunts. pushes back inside with an easy glide into your slippery cum filled cunt - "oh, fuck. suck me in just like that, baby, yes - im gonna cum again -"

he'll fill you up three - maybe four time. rubbing his cock raw and sore in your pussy. pumping load after load into you.

you have to make sure it takes.

[jinkicake]

~ ♡ Late Night Visits ♡ ~ 

(( Day #2 )) Aizawa, Dabi, Hawks, Shigaraki x Reader

A/N: i havent written for these losers in months and I haven’t even watched the new season yet but I've seen pics and that’s enough for me.... i had to write for the dilf, the arsonist, the double agent, and the stinky league fan one more time just for fun!-

NSFW // SEMI-SMUTTTTTY

WC - 2,238

~~~

. . .

Aizawa is tired. 

He all but stumbles into his apartment before he carelessly tosses his scarf onto the kitchen floor. With his strong fingers, he roughly pulls at the roots of his hair. 

Almost like thin air, you appear behind him. Had he not been so accustomed to your cold hands, he would have flinched at the feeling of them running underneath his shirt. 

“Are you alright, dear?” You press your cheek into his back as you flatten your hands across his muscular abdomen, it’s no secret that you’re feeling him up but, Aizawa doesn’t mind one bit. If he had any complaints about your (sometimes) odd habits then he would have never married you in the first place. “Did you have a tough night?” 

The gentle kisses you press along his spine, standing on the tips of your toes to reach the back of his neck, make the man sigh in contentment. 

“I’m just tired, that’s all,” He mumbles and it’s a miracle that his words don’t slur together. 

“Sleepy?” You egg on and Aizawa reaches for an empty coffee mug on the counter. 

“Just tired.” He narrows his eyes at the lack of substance in the container, he could have sworn that he filled it up earlier before his patrol. “I still need to finish those exams,”

“I already graded them for you, don’t worry about it,” You coo before you teasingly dig your nails into his sides, Aizawa grunts at the tug. 

It feels odd for the man to not drink coffee right now at almost four in the morning. Still unsure of your motives, he suspects that you don’t expect him to sleep right now.

“Come on, come on,” You push your weight against his back to get him to move but, your husband doesn’t budge a single inch. “let’s go to bed.”

“Let me take a shower first,” He snaps but there is no malice in his words, no threat or anger. It’s more like a gentle nip that makes you roll your eyes. 

“No, I said bed,” Again, you pinch his skin and this time lower your hands to the front of his baggy pants. 

Aizawa gets it now, why you want to drag him to bed instead of force him to go to sleep. In a way, it’s the same thing. You always fuck him to sleep and he falls for it every time with little complaint. 

He has never been able to turn you down.

It’s how he finds himself leaning over the counter, bending over your soft body as he rolls his hips against your ass. You’re much too tight for him to move but, he couldn’t be still even if he wanted to. Aizawa leans on one of his muscular forearms against the cool top of the counter while his hand palms at your breast. You keep squeezing your thighs together and the guttural groans that leave the man because of it are sinful. He’s loud, much louder than he usually is and maybe it’s because of his initial tiredness but you just feel too good for him to care. 

“Are you going to cum for me, Shouta?” Your voice almost sounds like a purr, calling out to him and beckoning him with a backward roll of your hips. The soft giggle that leaves your lips causes his hips to stutter. “Cum in me,”

. . .

When Dabi finds himself pulling out his key to open your apartment, he scoffs. He wants to roll his eyes at this ‘domestic shit’, it pricks him like an uncomfortable thorn in his side. How odd. His heart beats a little faster in his chest whenever he’s around you and whenever he’s not, he finds that the missing beat is replaced with a dull ache. The man will never understand his own bodily reactions and doesn’t want to. He ignores it, like most powerful emotions in his life. 

It’s nearing two in the morning when he finally pushes past the door to your bedroom. His clothes are long gone and now on your floor, phone discarded on your table. He stares at you, in nothing but his boxers, as you rest. 

“Cute,” Dabi hears himself say and again ignores it entirely. He can’t be blamed for it, you really are cute with your leg poking outside of the blanket. From this angle, he can almost see what’s hidden underneath the rise of your pajama shorts. His fingers start to burn as his soul demands to touch you, and like a moth drawn to a flame, Dabi can’t stay away. 

He runs his fingers along your bare thigh, gently stroking your skin higher and higher until he reaches the curve of your ass. It would be so easy for him to push the shorts aside and-

Dabi pulls his hand away.  

Something snaps inside of him as he moves to sit on your bed instead, ultimately laying over you as he stares up at the ceiling. He doesn’t think about his feelings, he doesn’t want to. Dabi continues to ignore the pull even as you squirm out of your slumber. 

“Get off, asshole,” You say this but still attempt to wrap your leg around his waist. When this doesn’t work, you finally sit up and wrap your arms around his shoulders. 

There’s a glint in your eyes that almost makes Dabi nervous. 

“Are you here to fuck now?” You grin and the smile is entirely knocked off of your lips when Dabi pushes you back against the mattress. He relishes in the sound of your laughter, filled with delight, and he tries to think of anything that can compare to it. 

Nothing can but, he doesn’t admit to that. 

He ignores it, like all things related to you, and kisses you instead. In an effort to soothe his racing heart, the man focuses on the push of his lips. He memorizes the way your lips mold into his own, pushing and pulling until your mouth parts open for him. The messy smacks of your lips captive him too well as he lowers himself onto his forearms. 

Dabi swears against your tongue as you spread your legs and wrap your thighs around his broad waist. The dig against his staples makes him bite back another curse but he can’t complain since he gets to feel your ankles pinch his lower back. 

He nearly cums altogether when you loop your arms around his neck and tug on the ends of his dark hair. That’s when his restraint breaks and that’s when he stops kissing you in favor of pinning you back against your mattress with a hand to your throat. 

“Stay still,” Dabi murmurs quietly as he runs his eyes over your exposed belly, the hoodie you were wearing is now pressed over your chest. He lowers his face without a second thought, “and I’ll make you feel good.”

. . .

“Oh, pretty bird,” 

At the sight of your sleeping form, Hawks can’t help but coo in adoration. He immediately sends his wings off in different directions to care for you. One pulls your blanket up higher to rest just under your chin while another brushes a strand of your hair out of your face. 

You’re too sweet, it does terrible things to his heart. 

After his initial greeting, the prohero continues with his nightly routine (the one when he is not on call) while his feathers continue to shower you in love. He removes his outerwear and shoes then heads for the bathroom. 

He isn’t sure when his feathers started to take a more ‘thoughtful’ approach at making sure that you’re comfortable but, all Hawks knows is that he can now hear your moans over the running water from the shower. 

“Keigo!” You curse out his name as you rip the blanket off of you, the vibrations between your own legs are starting to get the better of you. Hawks is now all too aware of the situation, he can practically feel your arousal leaking between your thighs and the little twitch of your clit against his vibrating feathers. 

This is why he never lets his feathers run on autopilot. 

He rinses off quickly, ignoring the soap still trailing down his legs before grabbing a towel and throwing it around his waist. 

“I’m so sorry, babe-” The rest of his apology dies on his lips as his throat runs dry. He thought you were angry and upset since you had every right to be but, this, this sight before him is at the forefront of every single one of his wet dreams. The almighty prohero nearly falls to his knees. 

You’re there, knees bent and spread wide by two of his feathers while another rests against your cunt, and you’re tugging and toying with your own nipples. Each pull of your fingertips makes you gasp out in pain but the ache is quickly soothed by another one of his feathers vibrating against your soft breast. 

Hawks didn’t even know he had that many of his feathers back but, he can’t even think about counting them when he starts to drool. 

“Baby,” He calls out almost pitifully, reaching for you as he crawls on the floor on his hands and knees. You throw him a pointed look before ignoring him to focus on chasing your own high. The slight arch in your back and convulse of your pretty cunt, Hawks knows the telltale signs too well. “please,” He whimpers now before kissing his way up your calf and thigh. 

At some point, he becomes too impatient and decides to trace the expanse of your leg with his tongue. The taste that decorates your skin makes him shiver. 

“Come on,” The hero can beg all that he wants but, his feathers are now in their own control. Hawks couldn’t stop moving them even if he wanted to (not that he ever would). 

In your own way of being generous, you straighten one of your legs and rest the pad of your foot against the thin towel covering his hips. The moan that leaves him is almost embarrassing but Hawks couldn’t care less, he desperately needs more from you. 

. . .

Shigaraki’s eyes burn as he stares at the bright computer screen. For once, it’s not his own screen that he is staring at. It’s three in the morning and you are still in your own little world. 

He’s watching you bitterly as you continue to happily play a shitty farm simulation. Somehow, he’s become so distracted that his C6 Yelan has died multiple times while fighting a pesky low-grade ruin guard. 

Why are you giggling over some pixel flirting with you? Why are you cooing at digital cows?

The need to pull at his light hair becomes stronger and Shigaraki thinks his eyes may fall out if he doesn’t blink in the next handful of seconds. When he manages to tear his eyes away from you, blink, and look back at his phone screen, his entire team is dead. Yelan is gone, Raiden is gone, Kokomi is gone, and Collei is gone. Not like he cared much about the last character. 

He doesn’t even fix his team, he simply closes the app out of frustration before stalking over to you. There’s no effort on his part to be quiet at all and you wordlessly glance over your shoulder when you hear the rough slams of his socks against the hard floor. 

“What?” You hum and barely give him another glance as you go back to brushing your sheep. Shigaraki nearly growls in irritation. 

“Get up,” He narrows his eyes and then instantly regrets his choice of words once you slowly pause your screen. Shigaraki’s legs nearly buckle under the intensity of your glare and he tries to wrack his mind for any possibility to go back on his words before you get the chance to scold him. 

He’s fought proheros before, survived a fucking experiment that took months in the process, and he still can’t face you when you’re angry.

“What?” You keep your face leveled despite the judgment in your eyes. Shigaraki clicks his jaw. 

“I meant, ” He disregards his pride entirely as he looks to a random corner of your room. “Can we sit together please?” It’s your pleasant hum that brings his attention back to you. 

And it’s now his own pitiful moans that serve as a reminder, his pride means nothing in the face of you. 

Shigaraki will gladly suffer blow after blow to his pride if it means that you will sit in his lap and circle your hips while continuing to play your game. Each tight squeeze of your cunt has him gasping for air, roughly gripping the edges of the chair while his hips relentlessly buck up into you. He can’t control the way his gut wrenches and thighs tense as you happily bounce up and down on his cock. Each time you slam your hips down, it nearly crushes his balls and he can’t think of a more blissful feeling. 

“Harder,” He grits his teeth, eyes squeezed shut, as he eagerly awaits the next painful slam. You place your controller down without a second thought before moving again, taking turns rocking your hips and bouncing up and down.

Shigaraki knows what happens when he interrupts your game, you don’t stop until you drain all the cum out of his balls. But, being the masochist that he is, he loves it entirely too much to stop. 

. . .

2023/02/03 ♡

[btsfests]

Daddy's Home Fest

There's no better time than when daddy is home.

DILF BTS is coming to a Tumblr near you Spring 2024!

♡ Title: Before, Now and After

♡ Pairing: Alpha Gang Boss!Yoongi x Omega Maid!Seokjin

♡ Rating: 18+

♡ Genre: gang au, dead dove, parent au, a/b/o | angst, fluff, smut

♡ Summary: As the leader of the infamous Bangtan, Yoongi is untouchable and lives life as he pleases. He thinks he has it all until the tall and broad shoulder omegan maid, Kim Seokjin walks into his office and makes Yoongi second guess what he wants in life.

by @sweetestofchaos

Daddy Yoongi and Daddy Seokjin came home June 2. Read Here

♡ Title: Daddy, Daughter, and Dewey Decimals

♡ Pairing: Single Dad!Namjoon x (f)reader

♡ Rating: 18+

♡ Genre: Parent AU, Fluff, Smut, Mutual Pining

♡ Summary: I adored the daddy and daughter duo that came to visit me every week at the library. Sunhee was cute and vivacious and her dad was every single woman's dream. A simple request, one late night, and a slip of the tongue revealing it wasn't just one-sided attraction.

by @remedyx

♡ Title: Dirty Laundry

♡ Pairing: Seokjin x f. reader

♡ Rating: 18+

♡ Genre: Slice of life, established married couple, PWP

♡ Summary: When you come across your daughter and Seokjin having a princess-themed tea party, you can't help but fall in love with your husband a little more. It helps that you find him absolutely ravishing in the little pink dress he wears too.

by @sailoryooons

♡ Title: Love Blooms

♡ Pairing: Jin x Hoseok

♡ Rating: MA

♡ Genre: Divorced, single father AU | angst, fluff, smut

♡ Summary: Summary: Divorced and lost, Jin grapples with self-discovery and single fatherhood. Then, sunshine arrives in the form of Hoseok, helping him explore his desires and build a found family. Their love faces challenges - ex-wife drama, societal disapproval - but together they prove love and acceptance can bloom even in unexpected gardens

by @downbad4yoongi

Daddy Hoseok and Daddy Seokjin came home April 26. Read here!

♡ Title: Lose You to Love Me

♡ Pairing: Yoongi x f! Reader

♡ Rating: 🔞

♡ Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

♡ Summary: Yoongi thought he had everything. The woman of his dreams whom he gave everything for. The sweetest Princess who became his whole world the minute she was born and a career he can say he's happy in but what happens when it all comes crumbling down when one small secret blows his marriage open?

by @jmvore

♡ Title: Off Limits

♡ Pairing: Female Reader x Seokjin

♡ Rating: 18+

♡ Genre: smut, porn with very little plot

♡ Summary: You are visiting your family over spring break and discover that the family you used to babysit for are separated. Does this mean Mister Kim is no longer off limits?

by @theharrowing

♡ Title: podcast

♡ Pairing: single father!Namjoon x f! reader

♡ Rating: 18+

♡ Genre: single father AU | fluff, angst, smut, slow burn

♡ Summary: You and Namjoon keep bumping into each other at multiple instances, as if destined to. In a world where past loves and current responsibilities intertwine, Namjoon navigates the complexities of single fatherhood, cherishing the moments with his daughter, Nari, while reflecting on lost love through his popular podcast, "A Loveless Lover." A chance encounter at a daycare center brings him face to face with you, sparking a connection rooted in compassion and shared moments of vulnerability. As their worlds collide, the possibility of new beginnings looms, challenging Namjoon and you to confront the past and consider the future with newfound hope.

by @hobipaint

♡ Title: sakura 🌸

♡ Pairing: king!yoongi x (f) reader

♡ Rating: 18+

♡ Genre: mature, fluff, angst, pining

♡ Summary: yoongi could never figure out how could a sakura tree bloom right on his son’s seventh birthday. logically, atleast, for his kingdom’s soil wasn't blessed enough for beautiful flora; however, when his inspection rounds reveal a trip totally unexpected, and in a crescendo of buried memories, his love for the tree gets as bright as the petals of the blossom.

by @liveyun

♡ Title: Shatter With Me

♡ Pairing: Model!Jungkook x Surrogate!f.Reader

♡ Rating: MA 18+

♡ Genre: Best Friend's Husband, Surrogacy AU | heavy angst, smut, mild fluff

♡ Summary: Your best friend, Jiyoon, and her husband, Jungkook, have faced years of hardship trying to start a family. In a last-ditch effort to have their dream life, they seek solace in surrogacy. Wanting to see your best friend smile, you offer to become the bright beacon at the end of the tunnel, giving them what they have always wanted. But what happens when you begin to shine your light on their darkness? Things aren’t always as they seem—happiness can be a façade, shattering under the lightest pressure.

by @colormepurplex2

Daddy Jungkook came home April 24. Read here!

♡ Title: Since Day One

♡ Pairing: teacher!jimin x teacher! f. reader

♡ rating: 18+

♡ Genre: enemies to lovers, coworker au, single father au

♡ Summary: Being a Pre-K teacher is no easy feat, but Jimin is always up for the challenge. However, on his first day on the job, he makes an enemy in the parking lot before he even sets foot inside the building. Looks like this school year won’t be all sunshine and rainbows after all.

by @jjungkookislife

Daddy Jimin came home April 6. Read here!

♡ Title: baby fangs

♡ Pairing: Jimin x Jungkook

♡ Rating: Explicit/18+

♡ Genre: Urban fantasy, vampires, strangers to lovers, angst, smut

♡ Summary: As a human, Jungkook thought life was meaningless. It isn’t until he dies that he finds something worth living for: the family he never had.

by @gimmethatagustd

[daydreamerbunny]

Pretty Girl [ Jake Sully x human!female reader ]

Pairing: dilf!Jake Sully x human!female reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 2293

Warnings: daddy kink, stomach bulge, oral (m & f (brief)receiving), lots of kissing, lots of pet names from Jake, and possible grammar mistakes

brain going crazy over the idea of dilf!Jake and human!reader fucking without her mask for the first time

also Alexa, play 'ET' by Katy Perry cause that was one of the vibes.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"Someone's here to see you." Norm said as peeked his head into your room before running off.

"Wait, Norm tell Lo'ak I'm busy!" You shouted as you did not take your eyes off of your circuit board on your desk.

"Well, ain't this a pretty sight." Jake's voice startled you and you gasp, standing up from your bent over position at your desk.

"Jake." You put your hand on your chest and laugh a little, "you scared me."

Jake smiles as he takes in your appearance. You were wearing your hair down rather than your normal ponytail due to the straps of the mask. Speaking of the mask there was no weird distortion of your face and he could get a real good look at your eyes. You were also dressed fairly down in a tank top and some jean shorts, no protective gear or clothes for the nature of Pandora. Just you.

"Well, I'm sorry, pretty girl." Jake smiled and approached you, taking a breath from his oxygen mask that was hanging from his neck. "Just wanted to see you." His fingers rake through your hair and you hum.

"I'm not complaining." You close your eyes and welcome his touch. "You can finally see me without my mask." You open your eyes and look up at him, smiling sweetly.

On that cue, Jake's large hand moves from your hair to your cheek and his thumb runs over your lips. He had the overwhelming desire to kiss you. He moves to sit down on the floor without crossing his legs and grabbed your hips, bringing you closer to him. You giggle at his eagerness, but you cannot judge him. The idea of him being able to kiss you among other things now that you can breathe without a mask is exciting.

"What's so funny? Hm?" Jake teases as he bumps his nose to yours and it made your heart flutter.

"Nothing, Jake." You laughed again and wrapped your arms around his neck, "just kiss me."

Normally he would make you say please, but he was teasing himself at this point by not kissing you. Jake tests a soft peck to your lips before diving into a heated kiss which makes you let out a content moan. Jake was always sweet to you and showed as much physical affection as he could, but this just fills your chest with so much warmth.

The kiss turned into open-mouth kisses and your fingers curled into his hair at the nape of his neck, holding onto him as your knees felt weak. Jake’s hands moved to your ass and squeeze, causing you to mewl into his mouth. His chest swelled in pride and he slipped his tongue into your mouth, his fingers digging into your shorts as his arousal grew.

Your fingers pulled at his hair in an attempt to pull him closer and you gently bite on his lower lip, causing a groan to leave Jake. Your tongues meet again and the both of you were panting at this point. You were incredibly wet and your head was fuzzy with need. Jake moves a hand up your back and to your hair, tangling his fingers in the roots and tugs you off of his mouth. You whine in protest.

Jake laughs and reaches to the mask around his neck. He took a quick breath as he took in your flushed face, “you gotta let me breathe, baby.”

Your eyes trail down his chest, stomach and finally to his loincloth. You bit your bottom lip at the sight of his cock straining in his loincloth. All of your sexual interactions have been when you’re wearing a mask and so you’ve never been able to give him head. You so badly wanted to and now would be the chance. You lick your lips at the thought.

“Whatcha thinking about, baby girl?” Jake’s fingers tighten and your eyes shoot back up to his amber eyes. “Hm?”

“Daddy I-“ You almost lose balance, but Jake has a good hold on you. You blush at his intense stare and your hands reach forward to run your fingers over his collarbones. “I want to suck your cock.” You finally respond.

Jake’s ears perked up and he smiled slightly, his fangs just peeking out. “Yeah? Do you think you can handle it?”

“Yes!” You nodded. “Please I can handle it.”

“I don’t know, baby. Your pussy can barely handle my cock.” Jake teased, his free hand comes up to your face and his index finger grazes your lips.

“No!” You whine. “I can do it. Let me try.”

Jake changes from his index finger to his thumb and gently presses down on your lip, your mouth slowly falling open. Your tongue slowly licks his thumb and he pushes it into your mouth. You wrap your lips around his thumb and suck, moaning softly.

“Fuck, baby. I don’t know if I can wait to fuck you.” Jake’s tail flicked around impatiently as his cock throbbed in his loincloth. “But daddy will let you help him out.”

Jake's thumb is removed from your mouth with a 'pop' sound and move to your hands and knees. He unties his loincloth and lets it fall off of him, exposing his hard cock. His mind was reeling at the fact you were face to face with his dick. You wet your lips before reaching out and wrapping your small hand at the base, which was cute because he was so big. You lean your head down and lick from your hand to the tip causing Jake to gasp. You look up to see his ears are down and his mouth hung open slightly, his fangs peeking out.

Jake's pleasure easily fuels you to keep going. You hum and arch your back some more, twirling your tongue around the tip. You squeeze your hand and wrap your lips around the tip, closing your eyes. His hand gathers up your hair and holds it gently as you bob your head. He follows your movement, but never forces it. You begin to move your hand in tandem with your head.

"Fuck, sweetheart." Jake curses and gulps, "how deep can you take it?" He thinks out loud and softly pushes your head to guide you further down his cock.

A gasp turned into a moan as you took him deeper and his fingers tighten around your hair. Your eyes prickled with tears and rest your other hand on his thigh, wiggling your hips as desire keeps building in your lower stomach. You got just a little over half way on his dick before you pushed your head back against Jake's hand which caused him to let up.

"Good girl, baby." Jake praises and uses his free hand to run his hand down your spine and over the swell of your ass to run his fingers over your clothed cunt. He thanked the size difference between the two of you so he could do this with ease. He chokes back a whimper as you moan around him and his pupils dilate even more, "mmm, fuck. Get up, baby. Let's get these clothes off of 'ya." His voice seemed to come from a deeper part of his chest as he pulled you off of him.

As you not so gracefully got up from the floor Jake took a breath from his mask and grabbed your hips, pulling you in close. His mouth attached itself to your neck and licked and nipped at the soft skin there. You move your head to the side to give him more access and shudder when his fangs scrape over your skin. Jake pulls away lightly to look at your nipples that were now poking through your tank top and runs his thumbs over them. You gasp and bite your bottom lip, squeezing your thighs together. You couldn't take this any longer.

"Daddy please." You whine.

"I know, pretty girl." Jake lovingly bumps his nose against your cheek and lifted your tank top over your head, "look at these pretty tits."

You nearly fell when his long tongue circled one of your nipples and your hands catch his shoulders to steady yourself. Jake's tail flicked in amusement behind him as his large fingers fumbled with the button of your shorts, but he eventually got it and shoved your shorts down your legs. Jake could smell you before, but now it was like a slap to the face.

"You really need Daddy's cock, huh baby?" Jake teased as he used two fingers to rub your clit through your panties.

"Yes yes fuck." You moaned and dig your nails into his shoulders. "Please fuck me." You pleaded.

"Someone is impatient today." He teased. "Lay down and spread your legs, sweetheart."

You didn't need to be told twice. You lay back onto your discarded clothes that were on the floor and parted your legs. Jake grabbed the back of your knees and pushed your legs to your chest, diving in-between your legs and immediately running his tongue from your entrance to your clit causing you to cry out. He groaned at how impossibly wet you were and focused his attention on your clit while he inserted two fingers inside of you.

"Daddy! Oh my god." You mewled as he finger fucked you.

"You're so cock hungry you don't even need to be prepped, sweet girl." Jake still continued his assault on your cunt and curled his fingers inside of you while flicking his tongue on your clit.

"Please." You begged and whined. "I need your cock. Please please please." Your legs shook from the exertion.

"Well, since 'ya asked so nicely." Jake chuckled as he moved to sit on his knees and manhandled you into his lap, letting your hips fall between his legs to get the perfect angle. "So small." He mumbled to himself.

You grew excited whenever he just maneuvered you exactly where he wanted since the size difference could make positioning harder. Jake's strength also allowed him to hold you with ease. He lets the tip of his cock glide up and down until it caught itself at your entrance and he leans forward, letting your cunt him guide him in. The both of you moan in relief as he sinks in. You moans were shaky and you reach forward to run your hands down his stomach, letting your nails graze his skin causing the skin to jolt from your touch.

"Daddy!" You mewled as you ran your hand over your lower stomach. "So deep."

Jake grunted and gradually picked up his pace, the sound of him fucking you filling the room. You looked so perfect like this with your legs shaking and your eyes rolling backwards as he hits that perfect spot so perfectly and quickly. His hands squeezed your hips and leaned forward, catching you in a heated and messy kiss. You wrap your arms around his neck and whimper as your tongues dance.

Jake's ears were relaxed downwards and his tail flicked wildly. He was letting his moans and whimpers run wild as he fucked you. You were so warm and tight, yet you took his cock like a champ. He pulled away to watch your breasts bounce at his efforts. He wrapped one arm around your lower back to keep you in place while his other hand moved to circle on your clit.

"That's right, baby." Jake moaned lowly as you arched your back, "daddy should stop doubting 'ya. You can always take his cock, huh?" He chuckled.

"Mmm, always." You said pathetically and close your eyes as the pleasure was too good. Your mind was all fuzzy. You could feel your orgasm getting closer and closer.

"Daddy loves your pussy, sweet girl." He rasped out as his thrusts became more desperate. "You gonna come?"

You open your eyes to meet his large amber ones and nod, biting your bottom lip. "P-please. Oh fuck." You whined as it approached very quickly.

That's when it washed over you and left you feeling white hot with your thighs shaking. Jake's hands moved back to your hips to land some final hard and lazy thrusts as he came deep inside of you, almost growling at his pleasure. His fingers digging deep into your skin. Even in your post-orgasm bliss you reach to his mask around his neck and shakily bring it up to his face. Jake gently smiles before taking a deep breath from it.

"Thank you, baby girl." Jake mumbled and nudged the side of your head with his nose and followed it with a kiss.

He slowly lifts you off of his dick and into his lap, letting your small form curl up into him. His large hand smoothed your hair down and moved it away from your neck. Jake cupped both sides of your neck and angle your head up towards him so he can see your face.

"You okay?" Jake rubs his thumbs on your cheek as he asks.

"You always take good care of me, Jake." You giggle and then hum at the affection.

Jake let a cheeky grin come across his face and his tail flicked up at the praise, "damn right I do." He boasted.

"Alright, big boy." You smiled and then shook your head, "don't make me take it back." You teased.

"You can't after I just fucked you like that." He said.

"Ugh, Jaaake." You groaned and let your head fall back into his chest.

"Seriously though. I'm definitely going to keep making excuses to come see you here more if that means we don't have to deal with that stupid mask." Jake pet your head again.

"Hey, that mask keeps me alive." You pouted.

"Yeah yeah." Jake laughed.



[eustasskiddsprosthetic]

Lads, it's been such a long time since I've returned to my roots—Lu/Law/Lu and I'm happy to say I have an idea! I've read a thread discussing dilf Luffy and it reminded me of my own Dilf!Lulaw fic I wrote some time ago. I'm OBSESSED with Dilf Luffy so follow me.

Law and Luffy are childhood friends. Law babysits Luffy when they were 13 and 6 respectively and they get along. Law would teach Luffy about the anatomy of various small animals, showing him how to dissect (or pretty much butcher) any type of animal they could find and Luffy would watch, quietly and thoroughly intrigued.

When Luffy was 10 years old, he thought the 17 year old Law was just the coolest guy ever, apart from Ace and Sabo. Law's tall, super smart and his deep voice (whenever it doesn't crack) is super nice.

Sure, he's stuffy and a nerd but if Luffy throws enough rocks at Law's window, Law's the best guy to prank people with! He has backup plans after backup plans to get them both out of trouble. He one-ups Luffy's ideas in a non-condescending way. He's also super pretty when he laughs...

When Law's 20, he tells Luffy that he's moving overseas on some sort of scholarship to Japan. Luffy had no idea what Japan was but Ace and Sabo tell him it's a pretty country with plenty of food. Luffy made Law promise to take him there some day, and Law agreed to, figuring why not.

Sabo also tells Luffy to get his contact information and Law agreed, giving Luffy his phone number and social media handles in case he wanted to text.

And text, Luffy did!

"HEY TRAFFY!! I MISS YOU!!!!! HOW'S ANIME JAPAN!!"

[insert image] "This is my new dorm."

"looks boring lul :P"

"Not allowed to decorate too much, unfortunately. However, I have a roommate soon."

"ROOMIE!! WHO WHO WHO"

"My partner. I'm seeing someone atm."

"atm? wots that Traffy 0_0"

"It means 'at the moment'."

"Oh."

For some reason Luffy felt kind of sad. Maybe it's one of those emo spurts as he's growing up but Traffy never dated when they hung out. Did Traffy not tell him anything? That's upsetting.

"Who is it!!! They btr be nice to u >:("

"Don't worry about that. They're very kind to me. I'm looking for a nice picture to show you."

And Traffy sent Luffy a picture of the guy. It's a tall, buff guy with reddish-brown hair and a scruffy chin. Luffy felt his chin and realised he had a little stubble.

Luffy said that the guy looked plain when Ace walked past and asked what's up. Deep down though, Luffy was annoyed that he's actually quite good looking and that he's way older.

"Is there something wrong, Luffy?"

"wot"

"I don't know. You're the first person I told this to... Sorry, I didn't know you're not supportive."

"Support what"

"I like men, Luffy. I'm gay."

"0-0" Luffy thought of how to respond. A couple friends told him something similar before but he seriously didn't care. "is fine lol"

"Really?"

"YUP !! NO WORRIES HAHAHAHAHA I DIDNGT KNOW YOU HAD A BOYFIE WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME!!"

"I didn't know how you'd react." And then Traffy was seen typing for a few minutes. "Thank you for not dismissing me."

"!!!!"

They text on and off more from there. Indeed, it felt like when they were kids where Luffy would share whatever's on his mind with Traffy and Traffy would reply politely. They talked about whatever, sometimes deep things, sometimes lighter things but it's usually always fun.

Sometimes, Traffy would talk about his relationship with Drake, as Luffy learned his name later and for some reason, that's Luffy's least favourite subject.

Traffy was neither happy nor unhappy. He talked about him the same way Traffy talked about the weather in anime, Japan. Heck, Law probably liked Ace and Sabo more and they don't even talk!

Luffy didn't have the words or courage to ask whether Traffy really loved Drake and so he never talked about it. As he got older, he couldn't accept that Law—the coolest, nicest, raddest guy ever—would marry some guy.

Law invited Luffy to the wedding ceremony but Luffy couldn't go, partly because he had exams and mostly because he just refused to. Ace and Sabo were surprised to hear that but they eventually understood why.

Whenever Luffy pulled up Law's wedding pictures on their social medias, he would only pinch his fingers on the screen to zoom in on Law's barely smiling, kind of sad face. He'd pout and ask what made Drake so special...

They talk on and off but life got in the way for them.

Law's busy with his hectic job as a surgeon. Law's trying to take more time off social media to be more offline. Law's going to therapy and journalling more. Of course there's his marriage.

Luffy's life's developing nicely too. Luffy's busy with all his friends and being present for them. He's his brother's biggest cheerleaders in their respective sports teams. He's also trying to study a little bit more to do well enough to make it in college.

And so they stop texting for a day. And then a month. And then a year. And then a decade rolls by easily. It's as if they never met.

...

And now, Luffy's 40 and he settled into a nice suburban area as a single-pringle. His house became less of a home and more of a gathering space.

Ace and Sabo drive over to have wild cookouts with their respective partners and kids. Zoro and Sanji come over to drink alcohol. Nami and Usopp for movie dates. Franky gave Luffy a sexy ice cream machine. Robin and Chopper would come over to bird watch in Luffy's backyard. Brook would host charity concerns in his front yard for the children and Luffy let Jimbe tutor kids in his living room.

Life hadn't felt so full in a while. Luffy smiled at his framed pictures and thought, "Wah... I've made it."

One day, he heard some people move into the vacant house next door. After all, how could he not hear them? They were arguing so fucking loudly.

"Shut up, nerd! I do what I want to do!"

"If you're as smart as you say you are you'd be more careful! Those drums are expensive! Be nice to them!"

"They ain't your drums, shit head!"

"But I'm responsible!"

And then Luffy heard something fall down and it made this horrible noise. Enough! He said. He put on a shirt and walked outside. There, he saw the culprit of all that noise.

It's some big man, a guy as big as Luffy with flaming red hair and a permanent scowl. He turned to Luffy and said, "What's your fucking problem? Can't a guy move into his fucking house?"

Luffy hated his attitude—what's his problem!

"I asked ya a fucking question, dipshit."

"I don't like you, you're a jerk!"

"Oh, is that-"

"Shut up, Eustass!" Both Luffy and the guy turned their heads to face the balcony.

And Luffy gasped.

On the balcony, stood a tall man who moved gracefully like an ice prince. He wore a loose Sora the Warrior tee shirt, tucked into light jeans. He had piercings on his ears. His jawline was sharp.

"You're annoying me, Eustass. Hurry up."

"Shut up!"

The not-Eustass-guy turned to face Luffy when he realised Luffy was staring. It started with an apologetic look and then he looked cold, annoyed. Why was Luffy staring so much and so intensely? The man squinted as if that would help him. He frowned and put his glasses on. The man blinked rapidly, in complete disbelief.

"I-" Luffy broke into a large grin when the other man's coldness morphed to surprise. Slowly, he warmed up and there's this warm look in his eye that took Luffy back to when he asked Traffy a question about the frog he was dissecting in the woods for Luffy's entertainment.

No way. Luffy shook his head. NO FUCKING WAY.

He made a little sign and Luffy knew what it meant even years later. It meant that he promised that he'd be back. He kept his promise. About twenty minutes later, Luffy heard a knock on the door. He never sprinted this fast in his life.

"Hi-" And Luffy enveloped the guy in the biggest bear hug he had ever given. He's just so fucking happy! And then Luffy pulled away to actually see him for himself. He was always handsome but since when was he smoking hot? Tall, thin-hipped and slightly muscular.

He looked up at Luffy and his sharp, annoyed eyes softened with tender affection. OH YES WAY!

"Hello, as I was saying. It's been a while."

"Hell yeah! How've you been, Traffy!" It's nice to even say his name again! He felt like a little kid again! Traffy smiled indulgently when Luffy slapped his back.

"I'm alright, thank you."

Luffy saw that Traffy was fiddling with his ring finger and said so. Traffy noticed it too and apologised for the habit.

"I'm going through a divorce now. Eustass, being nice for once, offered to let me stay with him and his partner while I figure out what I want to do with myself. It'll take time for my dad to get that carpet installed in his new house nearby so here I am now to kill time."

"D-divorce?"

"We fell out of love, let's put it bluntly," Law said, now distant. "I found out he's been cheating on me."

"Oh." Luffy suddenly felt like that dumb thirteen year old who didn't know how to handle Law coming out to him. "That sucks."

"Yes, it indeed 'sucks'. I was so shocked I didn't even cry about it for a week when I found out last year."

There was the awkwardness of feeling like one of them did something terribly wrong. Law smiled tersely.

"Enough about that, I'm keeping my hands full with idiots who claim that they want to 'help me out'." Law laughed gently. "Some classmates from Anime, Japan are coming to visit for a few days next week. I wonder how they're doing."

Luffy smiled. His heart ached.

"What do you want to do, Traffy?"`

"Me?" Law gave it thought. He glanced to the side. "Well, first things first, I have to help Eustass over there move in."

"After that?"

"After?" Law blinked. "I'm not sure. Probably brush up on my Japanese. Why?"

Bright-eyed and a little bit scared, Luffy said, "Let's go out!"

"Huh?"

"It'll be fun!" Luffy was totally winging it. "We can get beef bowl at Sanji's place! Do you like camping, Traffy? Ace and Sabo set up a really cool fire place out back—why don't we fire that up later! How about ice cream? Robin made cheese cake too! It's super yummy!"

Law started laughing so much tears came out. Luffy thought with some sadness that Law wasn't done crying about his divorce.

"You haven't changed at all!" Law said, smiling widely. Luffy felt proud of himself for that much. He didn't realise how much of a hole Traffy left behind in his heart when they stopped contacting each other.

Life doesn't give second chances but maybe, just maybe...

"It's really nice seeing you again, Luffy. I... I've missed you. It's been a bit lonely these few months, so let's catch up, i-if you want."

Maybe Luffy could finally show Traffy just how much he loved him...

[vraisetzen]

on nanami

sometimes i forget that a healthy part of the fandom hasn't read the manga, and that nanami's death actually came as a shock to some this week.

which is warranted, given that nanami is one of JJK's better written characters – a rare breath of fresh air, maturity, and warmth in a story that often speed-runs character development.

but i've also seen people bringing up this tweet, expressing a bitterness at gege for killing nanami when he initially intended to let him off with losing an arm:

now, don't get me wrong – gege has had his fair share of bad writing moments (more to come in future seasons when we finally get to the culling games and, uhm... you'll see).

what he meant by a "character taking their own life" referred to the natural end of a character's narrative.

nanami was introduced in JJK as an opposite to gojo – he's aloof, he's too serious, and he just wants to knock off work on time. but as we come to know, nanami also has a softer side to him – one that instinctively protects and cares for the young jujutsu sorcerers, as a result of his traumatic past after the death of his best friend.

and in the story, nanami served as yuji's mentor. he defined, for yuji, what it meant to be a sorcerer, and more importantly – a young jujutsushi.

in many ways, he wrote and defined the moral compass that yuji would lean on subsequently in the story.

i wouldn't go as far as to make this post a "why nanami had to die" – but i would also like to make it clear that nanami's role in the story besides being a board-certified dilf™️ is to root both the readers and yuji in the realities of being a jujutsu sorcerer.

and for mahito – his thematic opposite, someone with a complete disregard and disrespect for humanity – to kill nanami, while allowing nanami to pass on his final words to yuji...

he is not only resolving the conflict he has within himself – because he is able to die with the knowledge that yuji will not be "cursed", that yuji will continue as a jujutsu sorcerer with the right moralities, capable of facing the demons nanami once tried to run away from as a teen.

so, no, gege did not get carried away with killing nanami, as some have opined. nanami's narrative – as a character saddled by the burdens of being a sorcerer, who escaped from his responsibilities as a teen only to return, and to pass them on to a young boy who also has too much to shoulder – simply came to a close. x

[reytiri]

Brat

pairing: Dilf!Jake Sully x navi!reader

Summary: You are out at a party past curfew and your dad's best friend Jake Sully happens to be the one to cut the party short and take you home.

Warnings: age gap, angst, spitting, oral (f receiving), degradation (slut), daddy kink, making out, cursing, P and V sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, or else), marking, biting, fingering, rough sex, overstimulation, some fluff, aftercare.

the smut is about to be long and detailed for my homies fr fr.

You sat around a fire that some of the boys had started earlier in the night around when you had arrived. You arrived a little after eclipse to ensure you parents did not see you leave. You were twenty after all but they still treated you like their little girl.

"Oh Ewya, y/n you have to try this!" Your friend Ayea said running over to you handing you a cup which looked to have one of the roots that was said to be intoxicating.

You took it from her taking a sip, almost immediately feeling a rush of blood flow to your head. You widened your eyes looking at the cup.

"See!" Your friend said," You can have that." She smiled sitting next to you her own cup in hand.

As the night went along, A young warrior approached you, Te Oÿa, "Y/n, you look beautiful," He smiled sitting beside you.

"Thank you," You smiled.

He quickly glanced over your barely covered figure before meeting your eyes, and brushing a braid behind your ear.

"You wanna head back to my hut?" He asked whispering in your ear. You nodded at his words. Maybe just maybe it was the root talking.

As you took his hand heading back to the village you bumped into a strong chest, spilling what was left in your cup right on his chest.

You looked up to see Jake Sully. Your father's bestfriend. Your eyes widened.

"Now, what are you kids doing out here?" He asked sternly.

"Nothing," You muttered. He looked behind you seeing the rest of the young navi partying in around the fire. He shook his head.

"Alright, parties over, everyone home now," He demanded calling out to the large group. Some groaned as they left.

"So Te Oÿa, lets go," You ushered taking his hand.

"Uh-uh, your coming with me young lady, im taking you home," Jake said.

"Sir, if I may," Te Oÿa tried. Jake simply glared at him," Right, I'll see you tomorrow he smiled, at you kissing your cheek. You were left their blushing.

Jake placed his hand leading you back to your hut.

"Jake, please, My parents can't know!" you begged.

"Not, my fault you decided to be a brat, and sneak out," He responded not even looking at you he kept his gaze straight ahead.

"Please," You begged.

"Fine," He budged.

"But, what's in it for me?" He asked looking down at you his eyes glazed over with a lustful look.

"My appreciation?" You said sarcastically entering his hut.

"God, you are a brat," He said following behind you.

"And your old," You responded with a smirk.

"Oh really? We're playing that," He said looking at you once more, "Maybe I will go to your father and tell him all about how you were gonna go home with that guy."

You stepped forward grabbing his arm," Jake please," You begged.

"Ill do anything!" You begged as he didn't seem to budge.

"anything?" He asked looking down at you. He knew it was wrong but he wanted you more than anything. To feel how you would clench around his cock as he rammed into you.

"anything," You said letting out a breathe as he stepped closer to you.

You looked up into his eyes seeing his head moving as if he were fighting internally about what to do.

"Jake, I-" You were unable to finish as his lips hungerly met yours over powering you the second you submitted. He pushed your back to the wall his hands quickly running along the sides of your body.

A low mewl slipped form your lips as his hand slipped beneath your top tearing it off. He slowly began rubbing at your nipples, kissing down your neck as he attached his mouth to one. His teeth grazing it.

"Jake," you moaned out, your hands running through his dreads.

"you like that baby girl?" He asked as he kissed his way down to your loin cloth.

He pulled your loincloth down kissing along the your thighs.

"Don't be a tease," You practically begged pulling on his dreads to bring his face closer to where you needed him the most.

He smiled against you, before pulling himself closer to you. He swiftly attached his lips to your clit, running his tongue in circular motions. A string of moans and pleads fell from your lips.

"Please don't stop,"You begged pulling him closer than before.

"Oh baby, im not stopping any time soon," He said, as his finger slipping into you curling against your gummy insides.

You slowly felt a knot building up inside your stomach.

"Jake," You moaned out back arching against him, He only tugged you down holding you down as your thighs clenched around his head.

You cam quickly as he licked it up not stopping, you pulled away, "to much," You practically screamed as the overstimulation become to much for you to handle.

"Awww, the little slut can't handle it?" He said teasingly as he pulled you to meet his lips for a lustful kiss," You taste yourself on my tongue baby?"

You nodded. "Think you can take me?" He questioned, Removing his loincloth.

"yes, please," You begged staring at his huge cock. Your licked your lips at the sight of the tip leaking precum.

"You sure baby girl?" He asked once again running his tip along your folds.

"Please fuck me daddy," You begged bucking your hips for much needed pleasure.

"What was that?" He spoke pulling himself away from you," Say it again."

"Daddy please," You begged trying to pull him closer to you, "Need you inside."

That was more than enough to get him to push into you.

He started slowly rutting into you.

"Faster please," You begged.

"you sure baby?" He asked, reattaching his lips to your neck.

"Mhmmm,' You moaned out at the feeling of him stretching you out.

He quickly rutted into you at a much faster pace. A knot building inside of your stomach.

"Mmmm gonna cum," You moaned out.

"Not yet," He said speeding up his movements.

"Please," You moaned out even louder.

"Hold it," He growled quickening his pace.

"can't," You screamed as you released around his cock.

"You really are a fucking brat," he said pulling out of you gripping your hips to turn you over. He pulled his ass up pushing your head into the mat.

He slapped your ass before rutting into you.

"Fuck baby so tight," He moaned out as he continued his fast pace rutting.

"Fuck daddy, mark me please," You begged.

"I can't."

"Please Jake,Need it."

"fuck, baby I can't you know I can't."

"Please," You moaned out close to your climax.

"fuck baby, fine," He said as he moved your hair pushing it over your shoulder. He kissed along the back of your neck, running his tongue along the spot before marking you.

The feeling of his fangs digging into your skin lead you to your third orgasm of the night.

"That's it baby cum around my cock." He praised as he continued rutting into you.

"Jake, its to much," You said squirming away from him.

"uh-uh baby." He said pulling your hips back into him, feeling himself fully inside you was pushing him over the edge, he quickly pulled out, stroking himself to cum on your ass.

"Fuck," He said as he laid beside you on the mat pulling you to lay closer to him.

"jake, my father can never know," You spoke softly rubbing your hand along his chest.

"I know baby, I know," He said continuing to stroke through your hair.

"Promise me this won't be the last time though," You said looking up at him.

"I promise," He said pulling his hand to pull your chin towards him pressing your lips together.

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[sukunasun]

i always thought of dilf geto suguru loving skin-to-skin contact with his newborn baby😔❤ with the twins by mama's bedside as she rests from the birth days ago while suguru, shirtless, sits at a chair nearby, lovingly cradling his baby, who only has a diaper and a cap, in his chest looking at his family with so much love in his eyes

dilf nanamin too....skin-to-skin contact with his baby in the nursery as mama rests in their room hhhhhh why arent they real :*(

"we're not having a baby," you tell him time and time again. and geto just chuckles then, getting lost in the smell of your shampoo, in the lingering perfume by the nape of your neck, arms encircling your waist, and just...accepting it as fact. he's content with this. he's already got two beautiful girls who call him by the name papa, so why should he want more. he doesn't. he's sure of it.

then he'd pull back, looking to where his forearm rests against your middle, bringing his palm down to your lower belly and kinda...feeling the space there. wishing and wishing, that tug in his chest calling out to him, urging him, "what if..." he whispers, words caught in his throat, unable to say the rest of that sentence for fear of what might come next. your reaction, your rejection...would be too hard to bear.

and you know what exactly it is because you've seen the way he lingers just a little bit longer inside you every time he finishes, eyes staring at what's not there. lost in a daze, in his own world imagining his release taking root with hands splayed across your womb. for a second picturing you full with his child, glowing and resting under warm blankets, burrowing in soft pillows, waddling around your kitchen in the middle of the night hoping to satisfy a craving. he'll stop at nothing to deliver, not even if he has to make a drive out or if he needs to pay extra for same-day shipping.

you'd smell so good, feel so soft...my wife, my wife, my wife—is pregnant. she's carrying my child. he won't stop saying it, he wants it so much... and he knows you've talked about it, you don't need to have a baby now, had agreed that your parenting days are yet to be over anyway. of course, you'd want a little baby made up of the two of you, but the thought of going through a pregnancy is a lot. or at least, just for now. "its for the best," you tell him while on your tip toes, leaning in to kiss the pout off his face, "besides, we could still make babies, isn't that the fun part?" so he'll swallow it down. you'll seduce him, and the both of you will forget about it for the time being.

but his want only grows stronger. you'd see it on his face, in the way he looks at the pamphlets at the nursery when he drops the girls off, at the squirming little bundles in incubators and carriers, newborns swaddled in pink and blue, he stares at strollers by a display window and when they cross him by on the street, his fingers caressing the wool straps of a onesie at a store as he sighs fondly. "how cute..." he mutters, in awe of the detail and the craftsmanship at work, olive greens and navy blues with the cutest embroidered stitches of flowers and woodland creatures, "this would keep him warm...a warm portable boy..." he chuckles to himself, doesn't even realize the things he says, or that he says it aloud, but your heart clenches at the thought...would it be so bad to give him another.

and maybe you should have seen it coming, but the two of you weren’t the most particular when it came to protection, and by the time winter arrives, your belly swells and so do your ankles. “this kid doesn’t move or make a sound, i think he’s only kicked once the past six months,” geto says from behind you, his hands feeling over your bump. and you sigh, leaning back into his hold, about to nod off into slumber when he feels so warm, so comfy, relieved when he takes some of the weight off in his arms, lifting your belly up and keeping it there.

“you’re just looking out for mama aren’t you?” you coo, hand over geto’s and at that very second, your baby kicks and you both feel it in your palms. “im thinking he’s a mama’s boy," he laughs, can’t stop caressing where his baby’s foot had been. grinning wide, you admit to him something you already know, “you're gonna be his favourite...i feel him responding to your voice more, and he'll be just like you…i bet you’d been a quiet baby yourself…”  

he's not geto when he holds his baby for the first time. special grade curse user or villain extraordinaire, but suguru...just suguru holding a baby in his arms while he gingerly feels the fine hairs, fixing the little cap atop their head, watching as a tiny fist wraps around his one index finger. oh, his heartbeat pounds when they gurgle and fidget, pulse jumping with sudden fear, before he calms again, smiling, cooing at them, a steady lup-dup, lup-dup beats through the cotton, soft and constant against his palm, trailing up his fingers, and down his spine. a life he holds onto. a life he's made.

[skinbeneaththeskull]

sitting in between his legs while he’s lounging on the couch n youre just resting your head on his thigh and sucking his dick while he plays w ur hair PSLSLSKNDDK

sorry to say but this is literally so disgusting p 😗 JUST KIDDING 😈😈😈 i love u so much and you're feeding into my dilf dave addiction just right 🙏

he'd be watching TV, probably like a football game that's he's not super interested in but still liking to see who's winning and whatnot.

and there you are on your knees for him, looking up at his grey eyes, him caressing your cheek and softly petting your hair. he's paying more attention to the game than you, and you just got a little jealous from the attention being taken away from you.

his eyes are glued on the screen, not even noticing that you stripped his bottom half, pulling his length out of his boxers and sucking him off until he got hard. he looked down at you again, mouth full of his dick. he couldn't help but stare, him biting his lip and pushing you down slowly.

"whatcha doin', baby?"

he slurred, him trying to keep his eyes on both of the things infront of him. you were definitely a sight on your knees for him.

"mm?"

you mumbled with your mouth full, the vibrations going up his length and up his spine. he let out a slight groan in pleasure.

"o-okay.. okay, i know what you want baby girl, but daddy's watching a game, can you wait?"

he sighed, watching your eyebrows furrow as he said that, him groaning again as he couldn't get enough of how needy you were for him.

"tell ya what,"

he hummed, you perked up now, dick put of your mouth as it was resting against your cheek.

"if we win, ill fuck you dumb, how about that? you want that, princess?"

he hummed, playing with your hair again, and you just nodded frantically in response. he smirked and slapped his tip against your puffy lips. "better get suckin' then, baby." he hummed, putting his attention back to the screen.

you kissed up the tip, him shuddering in your hand as you put it in your mouth again, sucking it like it was the last dick on earth. his thigh was shaking a bit, but you didn't really notice. all you noticed were the noises coming out of him, grunts and moans escaping his parted lips.

you looked up to see his head thrown back, his lip tucked inside his mouth as he tried silencing himself. you went faster, getting sloppier with your moves as he grabbed a hold of your head with two hands, him keeping it there from moving as he looked down at you. you looked dazed and confused, swirling your tongue around his tip.

"baby- my god.."

he groaned out, holding your head in place before he started face fucking you rough and fast, balls slapping against your chin, gagging as saliva dripped from your mouth. you opened your mouth for him to have more access, his cock thrusting in and out of you like it was your cunt.

he shoved his length down your throat and pulled you all the way on it, making you gag before he came. filling your mouth with his seed, barely able to keep it all in.

"ah, ah ah.. swallow."

he groaned, and you obeyed. he smirked before leaning down to kiss you, the taste of himself on your tongue.

he looked up and saw that the team he was rooting for didn't win, him frowning in a teasing manner.

"you see that, baby?"

he pointed to the TV, him huffing in response. "didn't win" he looked down to see your face, you looked like you were about to cry. you needed him so bad and you were already so wet for him.

"but- please?"

you tried and he smirked.

"needy little girl, huh?"

he chuckled before pulling his pants up and carrying you over his shoulder to your bedroom.

[incorrect-kotor-quotes]

Thinking back on the Ahsoka series, I know many people, myself included, drew parallels between Baylan Skoll and Kreia. They both show a pretty cynical outlook, and Baylan's plan is likely rooted in distrust of the Force, much like Kreia's. That's about where the similarities end.

Whereas Kreia infamously cannot shut the hell up, Baylan is the opposite, excessively cryptic. One reason I find Baylan more sympathetic than Kreia is that he at least thinks he's going to help people once he... does whatever he's attempting to do. Kreia pays lip service to the idea of helping people by rejecting the Force, but it's pretty obvious manipulation and her actions aren't meant to help anyone except herself.

I think the better comparison is between Baylan and the Exile.

Both were Jedi Generals, both were among the few survivors of the Jedi Order's near-extinction. What really sets Baylan apart from Kreia and makes him closer to the Exile is choosing to teach Shin. In an age of darkness where many Force-sensitives never discovered their power, Baylan found one and trained her. Certainly a non-traditional apprenticeship, but still with elements of Jedi culture, like Shin's padawan braid. The foundation is presumably similar. Shin thinks of herself as a Jedi, though Baylan says she's something "more" than a Jedi, whatever that means. Explain yourself, you enticingly vague dilf.

As far as we know, Baylan never joined the Sith/Empire at any point, to any degree. He wasn't an inquisitor, or any kind of imperial agent, and he seems to loathe Vader specifically. How he and Shin survived for decades is uncertain, but they must've kept themselves far from galactic society, far from the Empire. In exile. There's no loyalty to Thrawn, the admiral just happened to be where Baylan wanted to go and Thrawn's followers could help him get there. When he recalls the Jedi, he's saddened they were killed and wants to understand why it happened. The Order wasn't what Baylan wanted it to be. He's devastated that it's gone.

Baylan's not dark, he's wounded.

[wttcsms]

💖 second couple syndrome! one shot event;

˗ˏˋ second couple syndrome ´ˎ˗ when you find yourself rooting for/being more invested in the secondary couple as opposed to the main pairing

˗ˏˋ about this event ´ˎ˗ just like how secondary couples don't get much screen time to develop their story, this event is accepting requests only for characters that are underloved, underappreciated, and/or undervalued. whether it's because they're forgotten by the fandom in general, the fandom itself is underrated, or their canon screen time totals up to six minutes and five lines of dialogue, it doesn't matter. this event is their shot at being the main character and getting the happy ending for once!

˗ˏˋ more about this event ´ˎ˗ going with the secondary couple theme & playing on the fact that this is for the more "forgotten" characters, the prompt requests are going to be based on pairings that would most likely be the usual secondary couple's trope!

˗ˏˋ rules ´ˎ˗ -> this is for underrated characters only. while there's no hard min/max, if i look up your requested little guy and he has more than 4 pages worth of fics on ao3 or his tumblr x reader tag is very much still active, i don't want to see that request!! for ex: don't ask for oikawa or gojo. be so for real with me rn -> please specify whether you want nsfw or sfw. -> the prompts to pick from aren't hardcoded, meaning it doesn't have to be that specific au!! if you want, i can tailor it to canon, or if you kinda get the gist of what i was getting at, you can follow that pattern & create your own 'second couple pairing trope' <;3 -> fandoms i write for: haikyuu, bnha, blue lock, cod, jujutsu kaisen, aot, genshin impact, honkai star rail

˗ˏˋ prompts to pick from ´ˎ˗ -> instead of the ceo x secretary, it's the ceo's right hand man x the secretary's bestie -> instead of the troubled pop star x heart of gold bf, it's the pop star's stressed out manager x pop star's equally stressed out publicist -> instead of the high ranking employee x lower ranked employee, it's the two interns who are both competing for the one full-time offer -> instead of the good girl x mysterious bad boy, it's the good girl's boy best friend (who's been hopelessly in love with her for a while) x the new girl in town who's her complete opposite -> instead of the college tutor x the athlete, it's the athlete's coach x the athlete's professor whose class they're failing -> instead of the dilf x babysitter, it's the newly divorced woman x her new hot neighbor that's always willing to lend a hand -> instead of the down on her luck stripper x rich ceo (who just happens to be at a strip club??), it's the sarcastic nightclub bouncer x babyfaced reader whose real ID he just broke -> instead of the barista x her future sugar daddy, it's the owner of the cafe x the owner of the cafe's biggest competitor -> instead of the lawyer x down on their luck client, it's the police officer x the district attorney -> instead of the mortal x the god, it's the two immortal gods who've had a bone to pick with each other for eons -> instead of the journalist x the celeb, it's the up and coming podcaster/social media star x their number one hater -> instead of the normal girl x the ceo getting into a marriage of convenience, it's the ceo's shopaholic sister x the normal girl's brother who happens to be the deliveryman -> instead of the hot, rich older man x the poor naive girl, it's the hot, rich older man x the spoiled heiress who's not so easy to impress or get -> instead of the maneater x womanizer, it's the happy go lucky lover girl x cute lovable idiot with zero game & has never had a girlfriend ever -> instead of the soldier x the civilian, it's the mercenary-for-hire x spy on the run -> instead of the knight x the princess, it's the king's royal advisor x the princess's lady-in-waiting

˗ˏˋ requests ´ˎ˗

[olderthannetfic]

You cannot convince me that the issues a lot of people take with books that contain non-con or bad-wrong relationships aren't rooted in some kind of misogyny.

Like, yeah, the books that have those themes/elements aren't for everyone and most definitely they can't all be well written, but for decades we've had movies and books written by men with scenes depicting women being raped that were either meant to be seen as a fetish (I Spit on Your Grave has more than 40 minutes of its 102 minutes runtime that's an explicit, continuous rape scene. It's literally half the goddamn movie) or to make fun of women for not knowing what they want (in Gone with the Wind, there's a scene in which Scarlett opposes Rhett, but he forcefully carries her to bed anyways, and in the following scene she's sighing happily because her man took her with brute strength. Not to mention all the James Bonds LOL), and people pointed at the women complaining about these depictions and called them names and cried cancel culture and shit.

Now that there's some kind of recognition that yes, being a victim of sexual violence is a kink too, and it's something that's perfectly valid to explore, especially through a medium such as literature, I'm seeing plenty of people utterly scandalized by its mere concept.

It has always been there, guys. It was just never meant for a (majorly) female audience.

It's a bit like how, for decades, we got stuff about how charming older men are, how them wanting relationships with younger women (if not teens) is perfectly fine, saw male critics say that Lolita is a love story between an awful little girl and a desperate, lovelorn man (Lionel Trilling, I'll hunt you for sport), but the moment the age difference trope became more mainstream amongst women too and we got Lana del Rey to sing about wanting to fuck her daddy and books about younger women falling for older men (not to mention the whole DILF phenomenon), we gotta sit at a table and discuss how unhealthy it is.

Just fucking admit women can't enjoy shit and that we're meant to be perpetual victims of everything.

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[creedslove]

[im the anon with the dilf!] today he took me to a festival about an hour from where we live and it was extremely fun! he won me a stuffed cow from axe throwing and he looked so hot while doing it and i thought of joel and reader going to a festival in austin and him winning her a stuffed animal.

No outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

A/N: no bestie, but really, you are just happily living your life with real life Joel and we all love you and root for your happiness, I hope you live a beautiful live action fanfic and may you be happy forever ❤️

• Joel couldn't even remember the last time he went to a festival, but he was probably very young and chances were he also had a girl with him he tried to impress

• after all those years, he thought it was kind of funny he would be taking you to a festival as well, but this time he didn't have to try and impress you, as you were going strong

• this time all you wanted to do was to make you happy and make sure you had fun

• he loved seeing you all excited, giggling and pointing at every single nice thing you saw

• in fact, you were already so excited during the ride and he couldn't help but share your excitement

• once you got there, you immediately loved everything you saw: it was beautiful, colorful, full of people and you just walked around holding hands with your handsome boyfriend, anyone can see you two are together

• Joel just wants to make you happy, so he takes you anywhere you want, if you wanna watch any shows or presentations he'll take you, or if you wanna go on any rides he will be there for you

• but of course the peak of the night will be winning you a stuffed animal, in fact, he won't win you *one* stuffed animal, he will win you as many as possible

• of course he will like to show off in front of you a little, so you can appreciate his skills and feel so proud of him

• at the end of the night you end up with stuffed bears, stuffed frogs, stuffed little horses and many other small things Joel wins you

• some you give to a couple of kids you see on the way, others, you will leave on Sarah's bed but the stuffed cow you will keep it as a memory of this beautiful lovely night you spent with the man you love

• and in retribution you give him a blowjob in his truck ;)

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[yuurivoice]

"If questions like these are inspired by an anxiety about being correct, I implore you to be wrong more often. You'll quickly find that no one of import is actually going to care, and you'll get out of the way of your own enjoyment of the thing." I feel like a sleeper agent that was just woken up by this sentence truly, peak words bc like...why should you be THAT worried about being correct? what are we gonna do? yell at you and pull out the pitchforks? I love how just..idk honest u are?? truly the least scary fandom ever thank u yuurivoice gang

I'm glad someone understood where I was coming from. The root of my frustration isn't with the question itself, it's with my confusion as to why the question exists in the first place.

You can assume in basically any scenario that a thing is the way it is because I thought it was cool. Dilf Alphonse's roots and whether or not it is viable to dye your shit that way weren't part of the equation, and how it would end up being a point of interest for anyone to the point of wanting to ask me about it (same goes for the Alphonse body hair question) is so far beyond me that my brain hurts.

Engaging with media that way seems so tedious. Is this because of the lack of content? Are people so bored they want to know about pubic hair? 😂