#of course he’s not gonna be a great dad

[livyjh]

Come Sail Away ch.2

Bff’s dad!Joel Miller x Plus size!Fem!Reader

Series rating: EXPLICIT 18+

Chapter 2 rating: PG-13

Word count: 2.6k

Summary: Your spring break has been saved by your roommate and best friend, Sarah Miller. She’s invited you to come on vacation with her and her dad, a man you’ve never met. But you didn’t think twice before accepting her invitation. When you finally meet her dad, Joel, you have an instant crush on him. You thought it was one sided… he proves you wrong.

Chapter warnings: being silly, little touches, sensual eye contact, the male gaze, drinking alcohol, being drunk, mentions of body parts, Sarah being a bad friend for a few hours, embarrassing yourself, flirting, rejection, throwing up, walking around without shoes.

A/N: I’m just gonna post every chapter after I finish it. So it may be inconsistent but I wanna give y’all more story!! I’m so excited for you to read this chapter. Trust me, you’ll wanna read the next one too.

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You, Sarah, and Joel got a drink at the bar on the main deck before going down a couple decks to your rooms that were right across from each other.

Joel had an outside room with a small balcony, you and Sarah were going to share an inside room.

You all toured the small rooms together, hanging out in Joel’s stateroom until the captain called for everyone to go to their assigned lifeboat areas for emergency preparedness procedures.

It was boring and you and Sarah were making little remarks and jokes during most of it but you got all the important information.

After that, everyone was free to move about the ship.

“Let’s go to the upper decks to watch while we sail out of the port.” You suggest with a smile.

“Great idea. And more drinks.” Sarah giggles.

“You two are gonna be a handful aren’t you?” Joel laughs.

“We’re adults that can handle themselves, dad. Don’t worry.” Sarah patted his back and you three went to the elevators to go up a few decks.

Once you got to the right floor, you went to the outdoor bar and restaurant where there was a great view off the front of the ship.

You each got a frozen piña colada before sitting in some of the beach chairs around the pool.

“We’ve gotta lounge out here tomorrow. Get some sun.” You turn to Sarah with a smile.

“Oh, one hundred percent.” She laughs and nods.

Sarah is sat between you and Joel, the sun shining as it got lower in the sky.

“What should we do first, ladies? Dinner?” Joel sits up a little to look at you both.

“Oh my god, yes.” You nod.

“I’m starving.” Sarah puts a hand on her stomach.

“Me too.” You and Joel say in unison, making you blush while he huffs a small laugh.

You three get up and go up one deck to the buffet, filling your plates with delicious food before finding a table to sit at.

You eat and then do a little more exploring with Sarah, Joel got tired after dinner and went back to his room. You’ll miss the smell of his cologne.

You and Sarah find out that there’s not only a karaoke bar on the ship, but a casino, 5 restaurants, and an adults only pool area with 4 large hot tubs.

This was going to be the best vacation ever.

***

The next morning you girls met Joel for breakfast at the buffet and talked about what to do that day.

“There’s a music trivia contest at 1 at the lounge on the top deck. I really want to go to that.” Sarah smiled.

“Let’s do it.” Joel nods. “You in?” He looks at you.

“Of course.” You smile and take a peak at Joel’s collarbones peaking out of his cute button up shirt.

“Good.” Sarah sighs happily. “Oh, and pool time, right, Y/n?”

“Yes please. I’m dying for some vitamin D.” You groan.

“I bet you are.” Sarah snorts a laugh and it makes your face warm, you notice Joel trying to keep staring down at his plate like he didn’t hear anything.

You finish breakfast and then tour the gift shop, play slots for a little while at the casino, and then head up to the rooftop lounge.

You could really feel the ship moving up there, it was making you a little dizzy. Sitting down at a table helped.

“Welcome to trivia!! Today’s category is music from the eighties!” A short man with a microphone at the front of the room caught everyone’s attention.

“This is gonna be a blast. We’ve got this.” Joel held up both his hands to high five you and Sarah.

You each slapped one of his hands and a woman brought a paper and pen to your table.

The paper had a space for a team name and then 10 blank lines for naming songs. You three had a short conversation before deciding on the team name: The Texas Rangers.

“You’ll be getting audio clues today! We’ll play a short clip of the song and you write down your guess.” The host smiled to everyone. “Whichever team has the most correct answers will win on-board credit of $50 per person.”

“Song number 1.” He looked at the woman who had passed out the papers. She was now standing at an entertainment system with a computer. She clicked a button and music began.

Upbeat synth played over the speakers and you all instantly knew what it was.

Sarah began writing, ‘Take On Me’. The music stopped after a few seconds.

“Alright, that was an easy one.” The host began. “The second song will be a little harder.”

A heavily mixed electric guitar comes on with a rocking intro. You recognize it but for the life of you, you can’t remember what the song is.

“Wait, dad, what is it?” Sarah looks at Joel with a slight panic in her eyes.

“Never Let Me Down Again.” Joel points at the paper as he whispers to Sarah.

“Yes! Thank you. I could not remember what it was.” You roll your eyes at yourself.

“All good, honey.” Joel nods at you.

The song clip stops and the announcer continues. “Here’s number 3.”

“Jitterbug. Jitterbug. Jitterbug.” Then it cuts off.

“Easy.” You and Sarah say at the same time and she writes down ‘Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go’.

“I’m glad you were raised with good music too, Y/n.” Joel nudges you with his elbow.

It sends shivers down your spine and you almost can’t hide it. You laugh to disguise your body movements.

“Y- yeah. Yeah my parents love eighties music. I mean, I do too.” You shrug and tuck your hair behind your ear, a nervous tick you had.

The host kept going through all the songs. There were a couple tough ones in there. One of them Joel didn’t even recognize.

The female host walked around to collect papers to be tallied.

A few minutes later, the announcer got on the mic. “Alright. Our winning team is… The Texas Rangers!”

You clapped and Sarah let out an excited squeal, Joel smiling wide.

“Nine out of ten correct. Impressive.” The announcer nodded to your table. “Everyone else, better luck next time! We’ll see you again tomorrow for another round.”

The short man walked over after turning off the microphone and putting it away. “Good job, folks. May I see your room keys so I can credit that $50 to each of your accounts?”

You all got your room keys out and handed them to the man. He took out a phone with scanner attached, scanning each of your room keys. He pressed a few buttons and then handed the keys back.

“You’re all set!”

“Thanks.” Joel nods.

“This was fun.” Sarah adds.

“We should come back again.” You smile.

“Definitely… now, let’s go get drunk in our bikinis; poolside.” Sarah waggled her eyebrows. She turned to look at Joel. “Dad, you wanna come hang out at the pool with us?”

“I’ll catch up in a bit. You girls go ahead.” He smiles and wraps an arm around Sarah, kissing the top of her head.

“Have fun.” He smiled and winked at you, something he probably didn’t realize had any affect on you. Luckily you were about to go change into clothing that was meant to be wet.

“Thanks, Mr. Miller.” You smile and bat your eyelashes a little.

“Call me Joel, sweetie.” He put a hand on your shoulder. “No need to be so formal.”

Your body was radiating warmth throughout your shoulder where Joel was touching it. “Y- yeah. Sorry. Joel.”

He lifts his hand off your shoulder and gets up. “Don’t worry about it. See you two later.”

He walks away and leaves you in a whirlwind of feelings while he and Sarah are totally oblivious.

“Alright. Let’s go.” Sarah stands and pushes in her chair.

“I’m so ready to be drunk right now.” You laugh.

“Me too, bestie.” Sarah giggles.

***

You and Sarah are sitting poolside working on your third or fourth drinks when Joel appears on the other side of the deck.

Sarah spots him and flags him over. “Dad! Over here!” She points to the open lounge chair on the other side of you, it being the only open one nearby.

You were in your sexy two piece bikini, something you felt more confident in with every drink.

Joel walks over and greets you both. “Hey, glad y’all are still here. I fell asleep for a bit when I got back to the room. The waves are soothing.” He laughs.

He looks so fucking hot with sunglasses on. They’ve got a reflective blue tint on the outside and you can’t tell for sure but you think he keeps looking at you as he’s speaking.

He sets his towel and book down on the little table between your chair and his before he sits and leans back. He turns to you. “How’s the pool?”

“We haven’t gone in yet.” You answer softly.

Joel gulps and nods, turning away from you. “You two put sunscreen on?”

You nod at him and he leans forward to look at his daughter. “Sarah? Sunscreen?”

“Yes dad…” she sighs. “We should probably reapply though. There’s no cloud cover.”

You nod in agreement and get up. You grab your can of spray sunscreen and start with your arms. You spray it on and then rub it into your skin, next was your stomach and chest.

You’re too tipsy to realize but when you spray your legs, you’re bent over, ass up, right in front of Joel.

When you stand up and turn back around to face your chair, you notice Joel’s towel is now covering his lap and his eyes are on you, no sunglasses.

Oh.

Oh.

Sarah was turned away this whole time and boy, did you give Joel quite the accidental show.

You lick your lips and let out a soft breath, staring at Joel’s face, his eyes busy running up and down your figure.

You both snapped out of it when Sarah’s flip flops scraped the pavement as she turned around. “Y/n, will you get my shoulders?”

Your brain is going a million miles an hour and you can’t form words right now. So a nod would have to do.

She thanks you and turns around. You spray her shoulders and rub it into her skin, stealing one more glance at Joel.

He gave you a small smile, one that was very shy compared to how he’d been looking at you a minute ago.

You and Sarah sat back down and you felt like you’d completely sobered up from that short moment.

“I need another drink.” You hum, holding your empty glass as you stand.

“Can you get me another piña colada, por favor?” Sarah hands you her empty glass.

“Of course.” You smile and head to the bar.

You get yourself a shot of vodka, taking it at the bar before bringing back a piña colada for you and Sarah each.

Joel eventually leaves for dinner, saying a quick goodbye.

Around 8pm, this cute guy comes over and sits in the now empty chair next to Sarah.

“Hey.” He smiles at her.

“Hey.” She grins back.

“I saw you from across the pool… you’re really pretty.” The man bites his lip.

Sarah laughs nervously. “Thank you… you’re very forward.”

“You like that?” He asks.

“I mean, yeah.” She nods.

“Well, then how about you and I go get dinner?” He leans over to look at you. “If it’s okay with your friend.”

Ugh. He really put you on the spot. You didn’t want Sarah to leave your side but you were also pretty drunk and wanted to get out of your bathing suit.

“Yes. She will meet you back here in half an hour. We’re not wearing real clothes.” You laugh.

“Thank you.” He smiles and then winks at Sarah. “See you soon.”

He leaves and Sarah looks at you with excitement and guilt. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“I know. But you deserve a vacation fling after all of your hard work at school this year.” You smile.

“Let’s go get changed.” She nodded.

***

Sarah tells you she may want to bring him back to the room for a bit later. You tell her you’ll stay out finding stuff to do till midnight.

After you’re both changed out of swimsuits, Sarah leaves for the pool again.

You leave the room not long after her to go explore the ship some more.

You end up getting a few more drinks throughout the night while participating in karaoke at the same place that the trivia was at earlier.

You give Sarah an extra half hour past midnight and then stumble back to the room. You knock lightly and wait a minute but don’t hear anything. You use your key card to unlock the door but when you turn the handle and push, you find that the deadbolt is locked too.

“Sarah?” You say through the door while knocking.

After a few minutes, you realize you’re too drunk and tired to keep doing this.

You turn around and knock on the new door in front of you.

When the door swings open, you find exactly who you’re looking for.

“Joel.” You smile.

“Hey, what’s going on?” He asks, rubbing his eyes.

“Oh shit… did- did I wake you up?” You slur.

“Not really.” He shakes his head. “Are you okay?” He looks you over.

“Yeah I’m just drunk… and I wanna go to sleep but your daughter brought a guest back to the room and I can’t get in.” You sigh.

“Come in, sweetheart.” Joel stands back and holds the door open.

You look at the space between him and the wall and you know you’re gonna rub against him as you pass by but you’re tipsy and you want it so you go ahead, faced away from him.

Your ass rubs against him as you pass by and head into the room. He closes the door and you go straight out onto the balcony for fresh, warm, night air.

“Oh my godddddd!” You nearly shout. “This feels soooo good.” You laugh.

“Y/n, be careful.” Joel follows you outside and helps you back in.

“Come on, let’s get you to bed.” His hand cups your elbow as he leads you.

Your breathing picks up and you snort. “I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” You mumble.

“What?” He asks, now a little flustered.

“Nothing.” You sigh and kick off your shoes before crawling into the single king bed in his room.

“I think the couch turns into a bed.” He says, mainly to himself, as he pulls the blankets over you.

“Nooo, it’s fine. It’s fine. Don’t-“ you hiccup, “don’t wanna make you sleep on a fuckin- a fuckin couch bed.” You say, eyes half closed.

“Come cuddle up, Mr. Miller.” You smile.

He stares at you, cheeks turning pink. “This is inappropriate. You’re my daughter’s best friend.” He shakes his head.

There it is again. Another wildly sobering moment.

You sit up, chest and face heating up. You are so embarrassed. You swear he was like, sexually checking you out earlier… and now… oh god, you’re gonna puke.

You run to the bathroom and throw up until you can’t anymore, rinsing your mouth out before opening the bathroom door. Joel is standing right there.

“Are you okay?” He asks, eyes sad.

“Yes. I’m fine.” You quickly move past him and leave the room, walking out without your shoes.

He calls after you once but doesn’t chase you as tears start to run down your cheeks.

You end up going to the top deck lounge to fall asleep in a booth.

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[decayingxskull]

┃ 𝗚𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗞𝗲𝗻𝗺𝗮

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝐆𝐧!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐩!𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐚, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬:)

@𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐱𝐬𝐤𝐮𝐥𝐥 - 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!:)

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It was summertime. You were on your bed, scrolling through your phone when you heard a knock on your front door. You walked downstairs, opening the front door to see Kenma’s dad.

“Hey, sorry to bother you Y/N, but I have to run to the store, could you accompany Kenma? Kuroo was supposed to hang out with him today but he cancelled last minute and he’s super bummed out but doesn’t want to admit it.” He spoke on and on.

You blinked, processing what Kenma’s father had said.

“Yea of course.” You giggled at the fact that Kenma’s dad was asking you to hang out with his son like he’s some little kid.

“Great! Thanks!” Kenma’s dad then walked off.

You put on your shoes on before heading out to Kenma’s house, walking about 2 or so minutes because he lived right next to you and Kuroo.

You rang his doorbell, looking at the decoration of the house as you waited for an answer.

Kenma creaked open the door, only his eye peaked out to take a look at who was at his door. He then opened the door wider as he realized it was you.

“What are you doing here?” He said, almost disgusted but you could tell he was joking.

“Just wanted to step by and see how you’re doing…” You paused, “Unless you’re busy, I could come by some other time.”

“Oh, well, I’m not doing anything at the moment..” Kenma mumbled, not wanting to admit a part of him felt lonely since he had forced Kuroo to play with him for the past week.

“Great I’ll come inside then.” You smiled.

~Timeskip~

“I fucking hate this game!” You crossed your arms and pouted dramatically, throwing the controller on Kenma’s bed.

You had lost another match because you wanted to prove to Kenma that you’re better than him at fighting games, but it never worked out.

“Well no one told you to jump off the platform.” Kenma mumbled, a slight hint of cockiness in his tone of voice.

“I didn’t! I fell off thanks to you!!.” You huffed.

Kenma let out a soft laugh, starting up a new match.

You grabbed your game controller as the match was starting, taking a deep breath in as you needed to focus. You needed to beat Kenma at least once.

“I’m gonna win this match, I just know it.” You spoke up, Kenma’s character absolutely crushing you.

“You said that the last two rounds.” Kenma spoke up.

“Yea but this is definitely the one. Now shut up because I need to focus.” Your eyes narrowed as you figured out what your character’s strengths and weaknesses were throughout the first one out of three rounds.

You had lost the first round but you didn’t let it get to you, you sighed and continued playing.

You weren’t exactly playing correctly, you were more just spamming keys in hope it would do something. Which it did, not letting Kenma’s character have a single moment to get a hit to you.

Second round had gone by, you cheered because you had won that round but the match wasn’t over yet. You still needed to win a second time in order to officially beat Kenma.

This time, you had realized all of yours and Kenma’s weaknesses. As you let Kenma take majority of the hits, quickly turning things around as your character did some cool cutscene effect that gave Kenma’s character immense damage. Although, it never killed his character completely, you finished him off slowly with a small punch to his character.

When the TV said that ‘Player Two’ had won, you jumped up off of Kenma’s bed and cheered. You ran around the room, chanting ‘I win, you lose.’

Kenma sighed, smiling softly as he saw how happy you were.

You had quickly sat back down, “How does it feel to be a loser??” You poked his arm.

Kenma turned to you and grinned from ear to ear, your smile immediately changed into a look of dread.

He let you win.

Kenma started laughing out loud when he saw your face of realization, normally he would’ve held it in but he couldn’t resist.

“I hate you, oh my god!” You sighed as you started laughing with him.

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Hi! I’m aware how random this post is:( but I wanted to upload something. I do have a Sukuna fic in making, dont know when I’ll finish it though but you’ll all will see!! ^.^

[icycoldninja]

Good to see you back! I hope you’re doing well.

Could I request some headcanons for the Sparda boys + V with baby fever? Can be SFW or NSFW, or both, up to you lol

I'm doing great, thanks for asking. For this one we're keeping it SFW for the fluffies, hope you don't mind :)

Sparda boys + V x Reader baby fever headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-Dante happened to be flipping through an old, partially burnt photo album, looking at faded pictures of Vergil and himself when they were babies.

-He then starts to tear up with emotion, seeing how cute the two of them were. He could only imagine the joy his parents must have felt whenever they saw their chubby bundles of joy.

-That's when he decides he wants a baby and goes straight to you to talk about it.

-You were a little surprised considering Dante had never even brought up the topic before, but after an hour or so of convincing, you agreed--Dante had spread the baby fever to you.

-Fast forward a month or so later and you're pregnant! You two are so excited, Dante in particular. He won't stop picking you up (gently, of course) and parading you around, screaming "I'M GONNA BE A DAD!" at the top of his lungs, laughing and whooping afterwards.

-He can't wait for his precious dumpling to get here already--they're gonna have so much fun together and make so many messes, you just know it.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil happened to be passing through a park when he caught sight of a young couple and their newborn baby sitting on a bench while an elderly couple (possibly the grandparents?) took pictures of them.

-Vergil at first thought very little of this; this was a park and things like photo ops were common in parks, but for some reason, he found himself staring at the baby.

-It was just. So. Cute. He'd never seen a lifeform with such innocence before in his life. He wanted one, right now!

-Of course, it was very difficult for him to admit this to you, being the cold and serious devil hunter he was. Eventually, he wrote a note instructing V to write some poetry about wanting a child, then split himself.

-Vergil later delivered the poem to you and stood there awkwardly while you read it. After mulling it over for a moment, you agreed, and as a reward you got to see the sweetest, brightest, most hope and happiness filled smile you'd ever seen.

-You two are going to be the happiest, most loving parents the world has ever seen. Vergil even vows to give his child all the care and affection, and of course, MOTIVATION in the world.

□ Nero □

-Since Nero was always helping kids out at the orphanage, he knew all about babies and all the light they brought into their parents lives.

-He'd always wanted a baby of his own someday, but since he was young, didn't really give it much thought until one day he saw a happy family and their little baby in a stroller taking a walk down the street.

-Upon seeing how happy the family was, Nero felt his heart melt. This settles it, as soon as he got home, he would talk to you about starting a family.

-Nero was somewhat nervous bringing up the subject as he'd never even mentioned it to you before, but your quick acceptance and even eager agreement quickly assured him you had as much baby fever as he did.

-After you told him you were pregnant, Nero was all smiles and grins, prompting others to ask why he was always in high spirits. Nero, being proud as hell that he was gonna be a father soon, answered them eagerly.

-Nero swears to not be a deadbeat father like his own dad was, and to be there for his child whenever they need him.

● V ●

-V didn't really care about having offspring, and since you never brought it up, never gave it any thought.

-Then, as he limped down the street on his daily walk, V happened to pass a father holding his laughing baby daughter. V had to admit, the whole situation was very endearing....it sort of made him want to experience it for himself.

-Honestly, V wasn't too sure if he could have children, given his deteriorating state. He then decided to consult you on these matters as soon as he returned.

-You heard him out and to his surprise, readily agreed. Having a kid with the love of your life could be counter as your greatest and most fulfilling achievement in life.

-Even though V was no powerhouse, you guys managed to conceive, and spent the duration of the pregnancy planning for the baby's arrival and informing everyone you knew.

-V has already put together a simple book of nursery rhymes that he plans to read to your baby once it gets here.

[nesperus]

maybe something sparrow related? maybe him and little lark being mischievous, or him with rebecca if ur thinking older!! i just really love how u draw all the oaks

little different than what i normally do but can we cut him some slack

[darth-does-stuff]

ok everybody saying dan fucks is conrad’s dad you do you but for ME personally the fix will always be conrad’s dad because dan gives cool uncle vibes 1000000% percent more than the fix ever will. but we will both live our truth and we will both be happy 🤝

[aviolettrose]

I feel like, if Jason was ever de-aged, Bruce wouldn't leave his side and be the best dad ever for him (he sees it as a second chance)

[cuntylittlesalmon]

hm… i’ve written like 3k words in two days

[boomerang109]

just saw a video that was like “do you even know who your grandfather’s father was?” YES?! i KNEW him! he died when i was 16!!!

[the-hawks-rye]

i know it's been said a gazillion times and said more eloquently than me but god the amount of missed potential in the sequel trilogy. thinking about how anakin became a villain because he felt he had no other choice (and the tragedy being that he always had a choice, and his character arc concluding with him deciding to stand up for what's right by saving luke), meanwhile kylo grew up surrounded by a loving family full of positive role models and chose evil knowingly because he craved power for power's sake. kylo idolizing the tragic figure of darth vader all the while burning the world around him. there was so much you could do with that but instead they had to sacrifice rey's character to make the movies about her fixing the genocidal white boy who never wanted to be saved

[orcelito]

guys i love Fang so so much. SO so much. 

so, dnd tonight. we managed to save almost everyone from the burning ship!! which is honestly kinda amazing lol, considering just how fucking close it was for some people. but anyways there was this guy down there who was next to death that fang naturally went to help, but the dude’s from around where fang’s people are from & he was like “i know Your Kind, i’m not going to drink your poison” (referring to the health potion fang was trying to give him). and it was a slap in the fucking face for fang, who’s spent his life trying to Not be like his blood relatives. like, fuck dude. it really hurt. 

but Fang. despite the moment of wanting to lash back, he just removed himself & told another person that Yeah, they should still help him, bc it’s not his place to decide for someone to die just bc of a grudge. 

so this dude was saved. and he’s not even going to recognize fang for his mercy. and fang’s not going to fight for that recognition. 

and that’s the thing that’s really making my heart hurt. bc fang tried SO fucking hard to help save as many people as possible (whether they wanted his help or not). he put himself in So much danger for this. and in the end, he’s going to take Zero credit for it. bc he thinks this is just smth that he’s supposed to do. 

[sttoru]

·.⌇ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. toji witnesses his son’s first steps and it nearly makes the grown man cry.

wc. 1k

tags. dad!toji x female reader. fluff. reader gets called ‘mama.’ life if gege just gave us what we wanted. ending is a bit rushed if you couldn't tell.

“gumi, look here,” you coo at your child who’s sitting in his playpen. you’re laying against some stuffed animals, too tired to move after doing all kinds of chores. the baby looks up at you with curious eyes and you take your chance to make a silly face.

megumi giggles and responds by throwing a small toy your way. it accidentally hits your head, though luckily it isn’t anything too heavy.

toji, who laid lazily on the opposite side of the playpen, watches the scene unfold. he grins once he sees you rub the spot on your forehead, “oi, megumi, careful with y’r mama.”

you chuckle, dropping your dramatic act. you ruffle megumi’s hair a bit before standing up. a yawn escapes your lips and you stretch your arms above your head—clearly in need of a break.

“i’m gonna take a quick nap, honey,” your eyes meet toji’s. your husband nods and sits up with a groan. he’s also sleepy, but he knows that you did most of the work today. he’ll gladly watch over megumi while you rest and regain your energy.

megumi starts to fuss the moment you step out of the playpen. his tiny hands reach out to you—the little boy clearly too attached to his mother. toji shakes his head and effortlessly picks his son up and puts him on his lap, “naw, y’re stuck with me buddy. mama’s gotta rest.”

megumi squirms around and whimpers. he’s clearly not interested in his dad at the moment. toji sighs and tries his best to keep the baby still, but to no avail.

“mama! mama!” the baby’s cries for you breaks your heart. you stop a a couple steps away and turn around with a pout. you notice how megumi is kicking his legs, thrashing around in toji’s arms in attempt to free himself.

you sigh and crouch down, “gumi, mama’s sleepy. . papa’s gonna play with you, okay?”

megumi, of course, does not understand what you mean. he thinks you’re leaving him alone and it causes him to wail loudly. you’re about to console your son, but backtrack when you notice how megumi’s starting to stand up on his own.

his chubby legs are barely holding his body weight up. the balance is hard to find for the baby, yet he still does his utmost best. he nearly trips from just standing.

even toji looks on with wide eyes and a hint of a prideful grin on his lips. he’s silently encouraging his son in his head.

“ma..ma,” megumi babbles. he almost topples over, but toji’s quick reflexes come in handy. a big hand keeps the baby standing straight. the dark-haired man carefully lets go again, however keeps his hand near his son’s body. just in case.

neither toji nor you could believe what was happening. you both watch in awe as megumi’s left foot moves forward—the right one copying that same movement.

your precious boy, taking his first steps right in front of you both to witness. it’s a heartwarming sight. you hold your breath and toji’s lips part slightly. your husband has yet to grasp why this scene in front of him makes him feel so. . . giddy on the inside.

“c’mon! come to mama!” you squeal excitedly and open your arms, encouraging megumi to your best ability. the tiny boy giggles and moves his limbs as fast as they could go. his chubby hands flail around as he quickly walks over to you.

toji stares at his family and that’s when it hits him; how much he loves this peaceful life. his son just achieved another great milestone that he had the honour of witnessing firsthand. it made him happy that he chose this path instead of the more ‘darker’ one.

it also nearly causes your husband to shed some tears from pure joy. but, toji didn’t want to seem too ‘soft’. even if he secretly is for his wife and child.

toji coughs subtly. totally not to get rid of the irritating lump in his throat. a ghost of a smile appears on his face while he got up, immediately moving towards megumi and you.

“good job, kiddo,” toji says as he puts his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants. he stares down at megumi in your arms—the little boy getting drowned in kisses and compliments.

your ears twitch. there’s no denying it; the faint crack in toji’s voice. you give your kid a break from your overwhelming affection and tilt your head back. your eyes meet your husband’s.

you grin when you see how he quickly avoids your gaze. something he never does unless he’s. . . “gonna cry?”

toji rolls his eyes at your question. he ignores your teasing by trying to change the subject. he focuses on megumi who’s still going absolutely wild in your embrace—cutely demanding more praise and kisses.

“daddy can also give ya some kisses, y’know,” toji pokes megumi’s cheek, fascinated by the plush fat. the baby stops babbling the moment his dad talks to him. he looks up at toji and then back at the finger still prodding at his cheek.

megumi opens his mouth and doesn’t waste a single second. he goes for a playful bite, though his little baby teeth do no real damage, “yumm.”

you giggle at the way megumi frowns at toji, his teeth holding tightly onto toji’s fingertip. it’s time for your husband to take over the dramatics now.

“hey, that ain’t so nice now,” toji hisses and leans forward until his face is right in front of megumi—a similar frown on both the dad and son’s faces. they really do look alike now that you see them both from up close again.

megumi only bites down more on the finger in his mouth and toji reacts to that by feigning his anger. it’s amusing to see how neither of them gives up first.

but, it’s also rather cute to see how the father-son dynamic plays out in cozy family moments like these.

your eyes focus back on toji’s face and you can’t help but smile to yourself. he’s a good husband and father; always there for the both of you. his own way of showing support for megumi’s first steps is rather heartwarming. plus, the playful banter between the two never fails to make any moment all the more precious.

[bastardstevie]

everytime I microwave something ill type 1 minute into it then say "60 seconds on the clock" like im the host of a competition tv show and the contestants are running out of time and jesus christ dude my family is so sick of me 😃

I don't even have to be the one microwaving shit, I'll just repeat whatever number my family types into it. My dad has started covering the clock on the microwave cause I will announce "45 seconds on the clock" every. Single. TIME. and he hates it so fucking much

Every day I perform psychological torture (make silly little jokes) on prisoners of war (my family) because I'm committed to destroying lives (mildly annoying them)

[saetoru]

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。PRINCESS — GETO SUGURU.

contents. non curse! au, dad! suguru, mom + fem! reader, reader is referred to as “mommy” and “wife,” life with your daughters nanako and mimiko <3, embarrassingly self-indulgent once again

suguru is prideful—you have to hold back a giggle as he gives you a short glare, unwilling to back down.

“it looks good,” he grumbles. you’re not sure if he’s trying to convince you or himself. “it’s great. stop being a jerk. the girls worked hard.”

“of course,” you nod, biting back a grin, “you look lovely. your hair’s never been better.”

“i can hear the laughter in your voice,” he accuses.

“i’m not laughing!”

he raises a brow, and you can’t help it. you giggle. his hair is positively ruined—there are knots and tangles and clips everywhere. you don’t know where one nest of hair starts and where the other ends. everything is everywhere at once and suguru….well, suguru is trying to convince himself this is okay.

it’s for his girls, he reminds himself—anything for his girls.

“you just laughed,” he mutters, looking into the mirror. his eyes are alarmed, but for pride’s sake, he throws on a carefree look as he shrugs. “i look like their princess. they said so themselves.”

“well, i’ll give you a point for sweetest dad ever,” you hum, pulling out a loose clip. “but i deduct five points for falling asleep on watch duty.”

you come home from work and find a sleeping suguru at the foot of the couch with two toddlers hunched over his shoulders, working diligently at his hair. it’s cute—the way he looks as he sleeps peacefully, the way they look as they giggle and twist strands of dark hair with their small fingers. it’s heartwarming and makes you want to keep the moment frozen for just a bit longer.

but then you realize that irresponsibly, suguru has fallen asleep with two toddlers in the house—one of which (you eye a certain blonde) is a bit of a troublemaker.

“negative four?” he gasps, wounded.

“negative four,” you affirm, shaking your head in disappointment.

“i couldn’t help it,” he pouts, “it’s soothing having two sets of hands play with your hair.”

“well, good luck getting this mess out of your hair,” you chuckle, turning to step out of the bathroom—but suguru is quick. his hand snatches your wrist as soon as you take a step.

“hang on,” he tugs, pulling you back in, “you’ve gotta help me with this.”

“i thought you said it was fine,” you raise a brow, “it shouldn’t be much trouble.”

“i haven’t see you all day,” he insists, “can’t i have a relaxing shower with my wife as she washes my hair?”

“i showered this morning. see you after yours though—”

“okay fine,” he deflates, rolling his eyes as he looks off to the side, “this is….gonna take a while to fix.”

you grin victoriously. suguru grumbles under his breath.

“alright,” you poke his cheek with a satisfied smirk, “i’ll help you. if you say pretty please.”

——————

“daddy you changed your hair,” nanako whines in despair as soon as suguru steps out of the bathroom. you stifle a giggle as he looks down at her in alarm.

“sweetheart, daddy just had to shower and—”

“maybe he didn’t like it,” mimiko mumbles quietly from the side. her voice is glum—and like the doting mother you are, your smile drops as you feel your heart ache.

“what? that’s not true!” suguru sputters, “i loved it! mommy loved it too, right?”

the two girls turn to look at you—and because you have long realized that motherhood is the gracefulness of putting your children’s feelings above all else, even if it means lying straight through your teeth, you nod with exaggerated vigor.

“of course!” you say enthusiastically, “it was so unique! i’ve never seen daddy look so….pretty.”

suguru shoots you an unimpressed look as you bite your lip in amusement.

“he was a princess!” nanako brightens, a happy smile erupting over her lips. suguru grins as he melts, pinching the soft flesh of her cheek gently with a low hum.

“i was,” he nods, “wasn’t i beautiful?”

“oh, yeah,” you snort, “way too beautiful—you might dethrone me.”

“mommy we can make you a princess too—”

“who wants dinner?” you cut mimiko off quickly, smiling through the panic, “i bet everyone’s hungry!”

“me!” nanako raises her hand enthusiastically and you sigh in relief—crisis successfully averted. but only for now, you suppose. the devious look suguru gives you tells you this won’t be the last time the suggestion is offered to you.

“what a shame,” suguru sighs dramatically, “i wanted to see you all dolled up. maybe next time.”

and then he reaches down and pulls both girls into his arms, filling the room with giggles as he nibbles on their cheeks affectionately and saunters off to the dinner table. you can’t help but smile softly as you watch his retreating figure—suguru was made for fatherhood, you think, he fills the role so effortlessly.

and then….you hear a thump and a hissed curse under his breath in the distance.

“mommy, daddy said a bad word!” nanako calls, earning a panicked no i didn’t! from your husband. “now he’s lying,” she adds.

well….no one said he was perfect.

i just know nanako is simultaneously a daddy’s girl who also rats him out and tattles 24/7 bc she thinks it’s funny when he gets in trouble

[vivian-pascal]

Summer Love

dbf!joel x f!reader

summary: You were the sweet, little, innocent girl that your father had raised perfectly. You went to church every Sunday and made sure to do all your college work before any free time for yourself. Your dad and you had a great relationship, talked about boys, college, friends. Anything. Sometimes your dad's best friend would come over on a warm, summer eve. You'd all sit outside and listen while he played the guitar, every time you were with him, you had a tingly feeling in your core. One night, he decides to do something very unexpected.

warnings: age gap, flirting, teasing, jealous!joel, pervy!joel?(just gonna put that in there incase) sexual tension, referring to pussy as 'she', description of what reader wears, manhandling, piv (wrap it up) oral f!receiving, fingering, clit slapping, joel's dirty mouth, thigh riding, joel not lasting, reader is on birth control, aftercare

authors note: so, I just wrote this little one shot expecting it to be just a drabble, but it is a bit longer than I expected and I'm kind of in love with these two and might turn it into another series 😭 what do you guys think I should do??

You laugh uncontrollably as your dad makes jokes about this boy at college that you've supposedly had a 'crush' on. "Dad stop!" You swat him on the shoulder as he walks into the kitchen. "Just sayin' sweetheart." He shrugs his shoulders and you roll your eyes.

"I don't like him dad, I didn't even say anything that would hint to that!" You hear a knock on the door and your dad walks over to it. "Yeah yeah." He opens it and immediately smiles.

"Hey man!" He opens his arms wide to the stranger you're not quite sure who it is yet. When he walks in, you're stomach immediately flips. Joel Miller.

He grins at you as you shyly smile. He walks through the door with his guitar, of course, and Tommy walks in too. "Hey uncle Tom!" You smile and give him a big hug. You've always loved Tommy. He's funny and will make a joke about almost anything. Where as Joel, he's a bit more cold.

"Hey yourself." He squeezes you tightly and spins you around. You giggle when he puts you back on the ground. You all make your way outside and onto the back porch. Joel sits in his usual spot, the rocking chair, and you sit next to him on the lounge couch that holds Tommy as well.

He strums the guitar once to see if its tuned and then he begins to play. The night breeze flows on your face as the music he plays fills your ears. "So how's college goin'? You look at Tommy and look at your dad. He has a big stupid grin on his face and you shake your head as a 'please don't' to your dad so he doesn't mention your so called 'crush.'

"I think it's goin' really good, isn't that right sweetheart?" You roll your eyes and give him a dirty look. "Oh what's this now?" Tommy leans forward as he's more interested in the conversation. Joel stops playing and your face turns a shade of pink.

"Do you wanna tell them hon, or should I?" You cup your face in your hands and run your fingers through your hair. "Oh my god dad, it's not that big of a deal okay? He asked me on a date once! Once!"

Tommy's grin only widens and Joel just looks angry. "Right sweetheart, and what'd you say hm?" You roll your eyes. "I said yes okay?"

Joel can feel his heart pounding in his ears. You? Going on a date? That's a no go.

"Ohhhh!" Tommy throws his arms in the air and sits up straight. "Well? Did you get laid with'em?" "Tommy!" He laughs as you slap his shoulder and sigh loudly.

"Joel, you alright over there? Looked like you'd seen a ghost brother." You turn to see Joel and your eyes widen in surprise. He looks furious and scared at the same time. How is that possible? And what's he mad about?

He clears his throat and rests his guitar against a pillar. "Yeah, m'fine." He stands up and steps over your legs. He stares down at you and that's for sure a sign he's not okay. "M'gonna get a drink, anyone want anythin'?" Tommy shakes his head but your dad asks for a beer. "I'll get my own." You stand up and walk over to him.

His nostrils flare as he sees you pass by him and into the house. You walk into the kitchen and grab the kettle. Filling it with water, you put it back on the stand and flick the switch to start it. You reach up and onto your tip-toes to reach your mug but its just to high. You try jumping but its no use. Just as you're about to turn around and ask Joel for help, he reaches his arm above yours and grabs the mug.

You mumble a quick 'thanks' as you grab your tea bag. "What's his name?" You turn your head to face him. "Who?" He looks at you as he cracks open a can of beer. "The guy you're datin'." You roll your eyes and lean against the counter.

"For the last time, I'm not dating him. We went on a date once and-" "Did you have sex with him?" The question stumbles you. Who the hell asks that? You look at Joel dumbfounded and he just raises his eyebrows. You gulp as you beg the kettle to hurry up so this conversation can end.

"Well" You pause as he stares at you. "Yes but it was only one time-" "Thanks darlin', that's all I wanted to know." He gives you a smile as he leaves you standing in the kitchen all alone. You run your hand through your hair. Grabbing your mug, you pour the boiling hot water and take it outside.

You sit down on the lounge chair and try avoiding his glare. The men talk for a while as you sit and sip your tea, just listening. You do wish Joel would play his guitar again. Something about the way his fingers move and how he strums the shallow instrument makes you tingle.

Something about him, Joel. Makes your heart jump out of your skin. He's always had an impact on you. His voice, his hands, his hair, his strong body. Just everything about him is perfect.

You yawn as the conversation comes to an end. "Think it's time we should head out." Your dad stands up and cracks his back. He grabs Tommy's hand and pulls him in tight for a hug. You stand awkwardly with Joel. All of a sudden, two strong shoulders are spinning you around and you fall head first into a strong chest.

He wraps his arms around your small frame as you try to wrap your arms around his. It's unexpected so you're not exactly sure what to do. He rests his head on yours and you breathe in his scent.

"Don't be gettin into much trouble darlin', don't wanna end up with the wrong people ya'know." He lets go of your body and you look up at him as you nod your head. He gives you a little grin and pats the top of your head. "See ya kiddo." He walks out, grabbing his guitar, and shakes your dads hand.

You stand there for a few moments. Trying to regain composure as you try to wrap your head around what just happened. The fuck does he think he is?

You clear your head and begin to walk inside. Closing the sliding door, you kick your shoes off and head upstairs. You take off your shirt and bra changing into your over-sized shirt and some shorts. You lie in bed and close your eyes. Dreaming of Joel.

When you wake up to the morning sun shining into your room, you think back to the day before and cringe at all the awkwardness. You pull back the sheets and get out of bed. You put some socks on before opening your door and heading downstairs.

Your dad is in the kitchen making breakfast and his coffee already. "Morning dad." He looks up and smiles at you. "Morning sweetie, I gotta head out to work, Joel's gonna be around to fix up the bathroom since the showers not working, see ya later okay? Love you!" And with that, he grabs his work bag and shuts the door.

Shit. You completely forgot the shower wasn't working. Oh well.

You walk into the kitchen and grab a glass, filling it with water and gulping it down before heading back upstairs. You go into your room and change into some booty shorts and a sweater, you put your hair up and into a high ponytail. You smile at yourself and head downstairs.

Its almost noon by the time Joel arrives. He knocks on the door and you immediately jump up to answer it. "Hey!" You smile up at him sweetly and he takes a deep breath. Seeing you in your little cute outfit makes his jeans get a little tighter.

He clears his throat and smiles down at you. "Hey there darlin', your dad in?" You shake your head and leave the door open for him to follow you in. He watches the way your hips shake as you walk back into the living room with those little shorts on, leaving much to the imagination.

"Nope, he left a few hours ago, just me and you Joel." You smile slyly at him and he groans. How is he supposed to contain himself when you're just looking too goddamn good?

He heads upstairs and straight for the bathroom. He sets his bag down and inspects the shower. He opens his bag up and gets straight to work.

Its been about an hour since Joel has been here. You decide to make him a little sandwich and bring him a glass of water since he must be hungry and thirsty because of how hard he is working.

You carry the plate and the glass upstairs and into the bathroom. "Here Joel, I brought you some-" Your face immediately turns red as you see his shirt soaked with sweat and his face shining with it. You can see the muscles in his arms and his back. You gulp when he looks at you and grins.

"Well that's very thoughtful of ya sugar." He backs out of the shower and heads towards you. He takes the plate from your hands and his fingers just glaze yours. You take a deep breath in when you smell his sweat and that rough musky smell of him.

He takes a bite of the sandwich and sips a drink of water. "H-How is it?" You stutter as you stare at his veiny neck. Watching the way his jaw moves as he takes another bite, swallowing down the bread.

"Great! Thanks s'much sweetheart." You nod your head as you stare at his mouth. The way his lips bite into the soft bread and how they form themselves around the rip of the cup just perfectly makes you want to devour him.

Once he's done the sandwich, he leans in close to your face and looks into your eyes. "Ya know, ya shouldn't really be interested in an old man like me sugar." Your eyes widen at his statement.

He knows he shouldn't be flirting with you, let alone do what he's about to do, but how could he resist your sweet little self?

"I, uh, I'm not sure what you mean Joel?" He grins as he grabs onto your waist and pulls you into him. He leans in close to your ear and his soft whispers of air tickle your neck.

"I can practically smell how wet ya are f'me darlin'." He leans back and looks down at your starstruck face. "Joel, that's not true-" He snakes his rough hand down the outside of your shorts and cups your mound.

"Really darlin'? Cause it sure does feel like she's drippin'" You moan as his hand stays where it is. Putting the slightest little pressure on your swollen bud. "Joel, please." He chuckles at your begging state.

"Oh no honey, you were just sayin' ya didn't want me." He teases as he sneaks a finger into your shorts, moving your panties to the side and pressing his bare finger to your clit. Your hands perch onto his strong arms as he rubs your clit. "There she is, there ya go." He praises you as his finger slides through your slit and collects your seeping arousal.

"Lets remove these, shall we?" With his free hand, he tugs your shorts and panties down. Leaving you there with just your sweater. His eyes turn a shade of black when he sees your bare cunt.

He licks his lips as he kneels down. You lean your back against the door and brace yourself for what's about to come.

He presses his nose into your pussy and you moan aloud. He breathes in your sweet scent and groans. "So good darlin', s'good."

He grabs onto your thighs and pulls one over his shoulder. He smashes his mouth onto your pussy and you arch your back. He licks a stripe from your clit to your weeping seam and sticks his tongue inside.

"Oh god Joel." He smirks against your core as you moan and try to grab onto something. Your hands make their way into his hair as you tug and pull. He groans against you which only sends vibrations flowing throughout your whole body. Making the sensation even better.

He removes one of his hands from your thighs and reaches up to grab onto your breast. Tweaking and poking at the nipple. You whimper as you feel your orgasm nearing.

He can feel it too. The shake of your thighs, the pulse of your cunt, the way your moans seem to be higher in pitch, oh he knows. He carries his tongue back up to your clit and flicks it back and forth, side to side. "J-Joel!" You moan when your orgasm hits you.

Arching your back as far as it can go. Grabbing onto Joel's hair and pulling it so hard it hurts. He drinks up every bit of arousal from your soaking cunt. "Such a good girl."

He stands up and grabs onto your waist. He looks down at your hazy expression and chuckles. You side eye him and groan. You begin to fix your hair and walk out of the bathroom but Joel's hand grabs onto your arm.

"Where do ya think you're goin'? I ain't finished with ya yet." He picks you up and throws you over his shoulders. You kick your legs and smack his back. "Joel! Put me down right now!" He shrugs his shoulders. "Alrighty darlin'." He throws you on the bed and chuckles.

You lie on your back as you death stare him. He crawls over you and gives you a confused look. "What! You told me to put ya down darlin' so that's what I did." You roll your eyes and wrap your arms around his neck.

"You're pathetic." He chuckles and shakes his head. He slowly leans his head down and combines his lips with yours. You groan as you taste yourself on his lips.

His hand flows down your body, tracing every curve and dip in your small frame. His hand meets your pussy once more and he inserts a finger. You arch your back and moan aloud. "Now, about that 'guy'" Your face freezes in shock. Why is he mentioning him now of all times?

He adds a second finger and you can't help but whimper. "How did he fuck you?" He continues his movements and it just feels to good to answer. He would never compare to Joel. "Darlin', ya gonna answer or?" You shake your head as you bite your lip.

"Right." He removes his hands and sits up on the bed. He moves to the edge and pats his thigh. You sit up and rest your arms behind you. "What?" He pats his thigh again. You get up, confused, and walk over to him.

You stand in front of Joel and stare down at him. "Remove your shirt." You do as you're told and take off your shirt and bra. He pats his thigh again and you hover over it. "Sit."

You lower your pussy onto his strong thigh and sigh when they make contact. His rough hands grab onto your waist and starts to move you back and forth. You grind on his thigh as his hands help maneuver you. You moan at the feeling and wrap your arms around his neck.

"There ya go sugar." He praises you as he removes his hands and undoes his button on his jeans. "Now, how did he fuck you" That goddamn question again. Why?

"Uh." You're not quite sure what to say. It was only one night and those are hard to remember.

"Well?" You shallow your eyebrows as an orgasm starts to near. "We made out first, a-and then-" You arch your back as his fingers start to prod at your clit. "Hm?" He looks down at you with a questioning look.

"H-He just layed me down on my back and fucked me like that. That's it Joel." You try your best to sound stern but the feeling only increases. He smirks and kisses your nose. "Great."

You moan and arch your back as you soak his denim jeans below you. He smiles when you breathe deeply and look up at him. He picks you up once more and lays you down on the bed.

He removes his shirt and jeans and crawls over your body. He removes his cock from his boxers and your mouth instantly waters at the sight. He grins as he sees your face and lines himself up with your entrance.

"Ya ready?" You nod your head in desperation as he pushes in. You moan at the intrusion and bite your lip. You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him thoroughly. He groans into your mouth as he feels your tight cunt adjusting to his size.

"So tight darlin.'" His lips hovering over yours as he begins to move his hips. His pelvis crushes your clit and you arch your back at the sensation.

He's not sure if he can last that long. Watching the way your back arches off the bed, your sweet little sounds you let out for him. He knew you didn't sound like this when you were with that other guy. He would never make you feel as good as Joel.

Feeling your tight little pussy pulse and squeeze his cock only made his orgasm unable to control. He tries to hold it but he's been on the edge for so long. Watching you come, making you come, that only turned him on more.

"Darlin'." He moans as you squeeze his cock once more. "I'm not gonna last long." You smirk at his submissive state and tug at his curls. His thrusts become sloppier and more messy as he thrusts in all the way. "Oh fuck baby-" He groans as he spills his hot seed into your weeping pussy.

He rests his head on your breasts as he regains himself. "M'sorry sweetheart." You look into his eyes with admiration as you admire his cute little state. You run your fingers through his hair and shush him.

He begins to get out of bed and head for the bathroom that he was fixing. He returns with a wash towel and some shorts for you. You thank him and give him a kiss on the lips as he begins to get dressed.

You throw the wash cloth in the hamper and put your shorts and sweater back on.

You stand up and scratch the back of your head. "So, maybe you should get going soon. I can just tell my dad you didn't finish it and you can fix it some other time?"

He stands up and puts his shirt on. He smirks as he sees what your trying to say. "Sure darlin', i'll come back and 'fix' your bathroom."

You roll your eyes and walk out of your room. Joel grabs his bag and tools from the bathroom and throws it over his shoulder. You walk him to the door and he walks out.

"I'll be back, don't be too desperate f'me now, I know you'll miss me. Oh and this." He points down to his jeans and your face turns pink. He's somehow hard again and you can't help but drool.

His thumb wipes your saliva from your mouth and gives you a smirk as he heads to his truck.

You close the door and lean against the back of it.

What have I just done?

part ii here

tags!

@guelyury @livingonthehems @ursagittariusgirlfriend @iamsherlocked @heartpascalispunk @pinkcrystal44 @amyispxnk @simplewanderer @tupelomiss @heartramen @kotourasan123 @mermaidgirl30 @brittmb115 @littlevenicebitch69

@sinful-mind-joyful-thoughts @itsokbbygrl @mountainsandmayhem @morallyinept @rav3n-pascal22 @magpiepills @javierpenaispunk

[ominouspositivity-or-else]

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[tender-rosiey]

hii, hope im not bothering uu!!

my brain is obsessed with ur daddy gojo ficsss!! 🤭🤭 just a thought though. what if gojo brought his kid to work since reader couldnt hire a babysitter and had work to do!! 😱😱 kid can be a baby or like, 7-10?? or something? (idrc i jus need to feed my head with more dad gojo fics 😔😔, kid can be a girl or boy!!) hopee u have a nice dayyy!! ❤❤

missing – gojo satoru x f!reader

a/n: I wrote the kid being around 5 or 6 max, I think?? hope you like this as well! <3

you are standing at the door, checking over everything with your husband, "satoru, you got the toys?"

like the proud and confident dad he is, he replies with ease, "yep."

"the snacks?"

“of course,” he grins, pulling up the bag of snacks and toys to show you.

but you’re still stressing, "what about—“

"wifey, relax!” he starts rubbing your shoulders soothingly; “I got everything she needs. you have nothing to worry about,” he presses a loud kiss to your cheek.

"last time you said that, you teleported with d/n to the maldives."

he laughs loudly, before pulling you into a big hug, "aww, babe; I said I am sorry,” he is swaying the both of you, “you know I wanted you to be with us."

"that's not the point!"

"oh wowie, look at the time!” he looks at his fake watch and starts gently pushing you towards the car, “you’re gonna be late sweetheart."

"oh god!" you gasp, quickly giving satoru his goodbye kiss, and running to your daughter to give her own goodbye peck on the cheek as well, “I will miss you; take care of dada, okay?”

“aren’t I the one who is supposed to do that taking care part?!”

“bye ‘toru; bye d/n! love you!”

“love you too!” they both reply in unison before looking each other in the eye. satoru grins at her, “do you want to see uncle nanami?”

“nanamin!” she squeals then runs to god knows where.

soon, they finally get to jujutsu tech.

it took longer than usual because the little missy ran off and decided to play hide and seek. in addition to that, since the madlives incident, you banned satoru from teleporting with d/n because it gets her really dizzy and she starts puking.

so like the common people, he takes a car and has to wait till they arrive there. he wants to grumble, but, at least, his princess is there to play with him and make conversations.

they are finally in class when nobara coos, crouching down in front of d/n, “oh, you’re so cute!”

the little girl grins, “thank you!”

“also, I love your dress!”

“oh; thank you!” d/n gasps and starts twirling around, “mommy picked it for me! It’s so pretty, right?” nobara nods eagerly at her and it makes d/n giggle.

d/n pauses for a moment, a pout on her face and eyes get teary, and looks at satoru, “mommy…”

satoru pats her head, “we will see her soon; don’t worry.”

“wow; I am surprised you’re acting like a proper dad,” megumi comments, waving at d/n who grins back at him.

swiftly, yuuji defends his teacher’s pride, “hey! sensei is a great dad!”

d/n starts swinging her arms around and running in place like she is preparing for something. soon. it is revealed what she is waiting for. the door opens and she launches herself at the new guest, “nanamin!”

nanami effortlessly catches her and secures his hold on her, “d/n, that was dangerous; what if you got hurt?”

she looks down with yet another pout, “I know…’am sorry. just missed you.”

nanami sighs before patting her head, “it’s alright,” a tiny smile creeps up, “are you having fun so far?”

she nods happily and starts rambling about how cool nobara is or how much fun yuuji is to be around. meanwhile, satoru is standing in a corner with his arms crossed and grumbling, “that’s my daughter, you know.”

“imagine losing your daughter’s affection to someone else,” megumi pops up from behind satoru.

he retorts with no hesitation, “imagine not having a father.”

satoru looks petrified at megumi who is so very offended. satoru starts mini-panicking, “wait—megumi, I was kidding!”

“divine dogs.”

satoru shrieks and d/n squeals, pointing at him, “minmin, daddy’s playing with ‘gumi’s dogs!”

nanami averts his attention to gojo playing (read: being attacked). he nods slowly at the suffering man, “he is having so much fun; isn’t he?”

 “yay!” she throws her arms in the air.

nobara snaps a picture of d/n, “she’s adorable!”

yuuji sobs beside her, “I know right?!”

that was at the beginning of the day, but, right now, satoru has to attend a meeting for some reason with the higher-ups, including yaga. though, it hardly counts as a proper one considering that satoru laid out d/n toys so she can play with him.

“daddy, you’re not supposed to give him the green shirt; he needs the blue one.”

satoru quickly obeys, “yes ma’am,” and he changes the doll into his fabulous blue outfit. d/n giggles and holds his face to kiss his cheek.

one of the higher-ups clears his throat, “refrain from such disrespectful behavior during the meeting, gojo.”

satoru smiles humorlessly at the elder, “last time I checked, my daughter’s happiness is a lot more important than the nonsense you spout every single time.”

d/n carefully makes her way down the table and pulls on satoru’s pants, “daddy, toilet, please.”

“this was a fun meeting!” he beams, collecting d/n’s toys in her bag, “I have more urgent matters to attend to so adieu!” he mock bows, before bending to pick his daughter up, “let’s go princess.”

the door closes after satoru and d/n leave, and everyone looks at yaga. he takes a deep breath, “listen, that's his daughter. asking him not to pamper her is like asking a cat to let go of her kittens. you will get bit.”

time passes and satoru is chilling with d/n in the common room. she is laying on his lap and curled around herself. she groggily looks up to him, “when are we going to see mommy?”

he starts stroking her hair, “soon; I promise,” he takes out a candid picture he took of you and hands it to her, “how about you take this until we go back home and see mommy?”

she nods slowly and hugs the photo close. satoru smiles softly and presses a kiss to her forehead. not much after, d/n falls asleep with your photo secure in her hold.

it makes satoru chuckle. it reminds him of how he can never sleep without you either.

that’s why when he goes on mission, he scrolls endlessly through your photos until sleep takes over him or he listens to any voice message you sent. it helps him with the dilemma of missing you, and he is glad it helps his daughter the same way.

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