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brook1yn-baby · 11 months
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pc!stan oneshot <3
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characters; post covid stan x fem reader
warnings; dom/sub themes, daddy kink, petnames (sweetpea, baby), no actual written smut, legal but large age gap (reader is early 20s, stan is early 40s), alcohol+smoking, all that yummy stuff xoxo
a/n; what the freaking freak 200 likes on my first post?!?!? u guys r the best love u my little cuties 💋 also pc stan brainrot is taking over smh
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maybe it was the fact you’d had to get up earlier than usual, or because you’d had back-to-back lectures all day, or even the closing shift you’d had to work last minute, but god, you were whiny tonight.
stan didn’t even remember what time it was when you let yourself into his apartment, dropping your backpack on the floor by the door and just collapsing onto the couch next to him. he’d been enjoying his usual nighttime routine; a few glasses of whiskey, one too many beers, a pack of cigs and a little pot, watching reruns of his favourite shows from when he was younger. you called it depressing once, and he agreed, but found too much comfort in pattern to change his ways now.
you lay face-down on the couch, curled into yourself and groaning into the old throw pillows as stan chuckled from above you. “tough day, sweetpea?” his large, rough hand rested gently on your head, thick fingers running through your hair and untangling the knots you’d gathered from the stress of school and work. his tone is teasing so you don’t reply, instead huffing quietly and nodding your head, still stuffed into the couch cushions. stan’s other hand holds a newly-lit cigarette and a half-drank can of cheap beer, and he seems more focused on these than you.
his arm comes to rest on your waist as another episode of ‘terrance and philip’ begins, the intro playing softly while you shuffle closer to stan’s side, immediately comforted by his warmth and size. you rest your head on his thigh and let him watch his show for a little while. the two of you didn’t even have to talk; you both just liked admiring the other sometimes. however as he adjusted in his seat, pulling you up to sit on his lap, your focus switched to the can of beer in his hand.
stan was a heavy drinker. he wasn’t proud of it, but he’d accepted it. you, on the other hand? you’d reached the legal drinking age a few years prior and, although you’d drank before turning 21, it seemed you still hadn’t outgrown that lightweight phase, or your competitive streak. your first time drinking with stan, he’d made a stupid joke about how he could drink you under the table. of course, you tried, but he was right. you’d ended the night with your head in the toilet bowl as he held your hair back, rubbing your back and laughing, stopping a few times to take another sip of jack. after that, he’d been very hesitant to let you drink with him again- mainly because he had to clean up the vomit you left on the bathroom floor while you sat in the doorway, crying and apologising, even after he told you it was fine.
so when he finally noticed your eyes on his drink, he sighed, looking down at you. “what?” you can hear the grin in his deep, raspy voice. if he’s fed up, he’s not showing it. “what, what?” you reply, an innocent smile lining your lips. you knew if you asked for a drink he’d say no, so teasing him until he gave up was your next best option. he scoffs, leaning his head against the back of the couch, shaking it softly. “come on, sweetpea. we both know what you want.” you shift on his lap so you’re straddling him, hands resting on his chest, that innocent smile on your face now sly. “i have no idea what you’re talking about, stanley.” his eyes find yours. he sits up slowly, one hand resting on yours while his other still holds his can.
“don’t get smart with me, kid. you want something, you ask for it.” his tone is stern, but quiet. he watches you intently while you squirm under his gaze, the beginnings of a smirk playing on his lips. you try not to catch his eye as you feel your face turning a soft pink colour. stan found it so easy to humiliate you, to turn you into a blushing mess on his lap with just his words. he had to admit, dating you had given him a pretty big confidence boost. he wasn’t the best looking guy, but from the first time you’d met him, you’d flirted with him like he was. it was almost laughable- a young, pretty thing like you, batting her eyelashes up at a 40-something-year-old with a beer belly and a constantly grumpy personality. it was endearing, to say the least.
your eyes switch back to the can of beer in his hand, but firm, controlling fingers grasp your cheeks, pulling your face back towards stan and away from his drink. his tone is more dominating now, like he’s telling you to be obedient; “use your words, sweetpea. tell daddy what you want.” he watches you through half-lidded eyes, waiting for you to follow his orders.
you rest your head on his chest, still looking up at him. “can i please have a sip?”
he chuckles softly, looking down at you. “see, was that so hard, baby?” you give him a happy grin. you reach out to take the can from him, only for him to hold it out of your reach, tutting. you sit up, pouting at him. “did i say yes?”
you sigh in defeat, groaning when he brings the can to his lips and takes a long gulp, humming softly in satisfaction as he swallows. “god, that’s good. could you get daddy another beer, sweetpea?” he looks at you with a knowing grin on his face. you roll your eyes but hop off of his lap, making a point to trudge to the kitchen unhappily, hearing him chuckle to himself from the living room. you could easily take a swig of this new can before you give it to him, but decide against it. you weren’t in the mood for a punishment tonight.
you pass him the unopened drink, sulkily sitting next to him as he mutters ‘that’s my girl’, taking the can and cracking it open. you keep your eyes on the television, arms crossed and an exaggerated pout on your face. stan looks down at you, laughing lightly at how petty you’re being, then rests his arm around your shoulders, trying to pull you close to him. stubborn as ever, you stay sat up firmly. you hear him sigh from above you, then take a sip from his can, before it’s directly in front of you. he nudges you gently, gesturing for you to have some. you look up at him quickly, grinning, happy he’s finally given in. before you can reach for it, he pulls it back slightly.
“what d’you say?” he waits for you to reply, holding the drink tight as your hands wrap around the can, on top of his. you give him your best puppy-dog eyes. “thank you, daddy.” pressing a quick kiss on his cheek as he chuckles, his grip on the drink finally releases and you take a long gulp. he pulls you back into his lap as you relax into him, his hand immediately finding its way back to your hair, fingers brushing through slowly as you curl up into him.
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anonymouscheeses · 3 months
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"Hey, me and my boyfriend saw you across the bar and we HATE your vibes. We're going to beat you to death, don't be ready."
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dicey-booz · 10 months
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Virgin!Eddie munson turns into a mess when you give him head. He doesn’t know where to put his hands so he’s just gripping his knees. When you tell Eddie that he can put his hands in your hair he whimpers in response and immediately puts his hand there pushing your head just a tiny bit. He’s just a whimpering mess.
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Tudum 2023
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boxbunny63 · 6 months
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Super specific but I request pim looking at Charlie after a workout or whatever and he looks super cool BUT THAT'S PIMS VISION he actually looks sweaty and gross
Also PLEASE draw Charlie in this shirt while ur at it
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here u go babe
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mikeylangelo · 1 year
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my new fixation... sighardt 😁
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cherry-velvet-skies · 9 months
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God can I just start a book club with him or something
And three times a week, we have meetings where we talk about the book for five minutes and then just make out the rest of the meeting
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s3v3r3dh3ad · 2 months
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Ship proposal: Von Kaiser x Bald Bull x Soda Popinski
First date idea: Going to therapy 😍💕🥰❤️😇💘
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oldmenworshipper · 1 month
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hello frollo friday-ers
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flwoie · 5 months
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bruh how does kayla not expect me to avoid him like have u seen that man 😊 he's the type of dude i would run away from and talk about him in my diary if we made eye contact
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ahsokasforce · 6 months
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supernatural writers really hate women because why is when mary screws up is “why don’t you just try to be a mom for once” and when john literally abuses sam and dean for over 20 years it’s “well it’s okay dad we know you did your best” like… HE DID NOT? STAND UP!! they made dean trauma dump on mary and list all the shit that happen to them when it’s was over john’s watch because she was dead? and that “i hate you but i love you” moment? WTF??😭😭😭 they were never this harsh on john but all it took was one single season to be enough to hate her… anyways thank you supernatural for bringing her back so people could say she’s on the same bad parenting level as john and killing her off for male trauma 😻🎉 girl power girls get it done etc etc
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mothmussy · 7 months
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Got a lot on my mind
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n3bb9 · 9 months
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I had too much fun playing these mission bruh 😭 Michael looked so silly in these outfits
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casifell · 10 months
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so david and michael have always been beautiful but i think it really says something about me (that i’m not ready to address thank you very much) that i prefer both of them more now that they’re older 😭
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boomboxer · 3 months
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markdsman i completely forgot to post here 😭😭😭
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massgrav · 10 months
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Stumbled on these pictures of Tom Fitzgerald as Parker Crane for Insidious 2
I might be in love
(also: the handz ♥)
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