#Desert Daddy 😌

[leakyweep]

Be Home Soon - Crocodile x afab!Reader

MINORS DNI

A/N: Well hello there 😌 I hope you all remember the poll from about a month ago (maybe longer)? Here’s your result! I love me some good old sand daddy. I hope you all enjoy as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Word count: 0.9k

Warnings: Phone sex, masturbation (m and f), use of nicknames (my desert flower/my flower), squirting

“I could tell you miss me.” His gruff voice reverberated through the speaker, your heart beat picking up, hands traveling over your body sensually. You had teased him all day, after all - sending him those naughty pictures of you posed on his desk, nothing but fishnets gracing your legs, touching yourself on top of his papers.

Having a home office was something you had never found a use in - as he just kept unimportant documents in it - but suddenly, alone and needy during his absence, a wicked idea had crossed your mind. You knew later you’d reap what you sowed, but right now, the adrenaline was just what you needed.”Yes, sir. Miss you so much,” you confirmed, fingers now playing with your hardening buds to his response, a grunt followed by a rustling.

“Tell me how much you missed me, desert flower,” his voice was laced in debauchery, that pretty noise left his throat- the one that told you he had just touched himself after freeing his hardness from his slacks. You imagined the way he was running his fist over the skin, stopping just at the end of the tip and his thumb teasing his slit.

“Well, s-sir,” you started, clit throbbing, being teased with your nails through the fabric of your underwear, “I sat on your desk and touched myself, and I kind of made a mess but it’ll get cleaned. I thought about your fingers inside me, fucking me like you do so good…” your voice was silky like velvet, words sending electricity through the man’s nerves to his cock, which was being choked quickly in his ringed hand.

“You won’t have to wait for me much longer, darling,” his sweet promise sent a shiver down your spine, lifting the baby hairs on the back of your neck. A pitiful gasp through the speaker and the man knew you had slipped your fingers past your underwear, teasing your needy cunt to his deep voice. The timber had always lit a fire in you, his words loving but resounding and menacing as he rasped them in your ear everytime he took you in any position. He always wanted you to hear him surround you in mind, body, and soul during your ardery, wanting to smother you with everything he had in order to make you squirm below him.

“Do you promise, Sir Crocodile?” You asked, a frustrated sigh leaving your lips, causing the man to huff indifferently, “You said that last time and didn’t have your dick inside me until three weeks later.”

Your filthy and merciless vocabulary always lit something different in him, and he felt his balls twitch at the unabashed words. “I promise, flower. I’ll be back in a week, and I’ll bend you whatever surface you’d like. I’ll take care of that little cunt, don’t worry. Right now, just focus on my voice while you touch yourself.”

His instructions pulled a whine from the back of your throat, digits teasing your entrance timidly. When you pushed two of your fingers in, your mewl of his name rang through his speaker, his head tipping back in turn.

He could see your face contrast in pleasure– the way your pupils blew with desire when he filled your core with his own thick fingers, the hot breaths that were now encircling his eardrums, like his favorite melody. He encouraged you as he began to relish in the wet sounds from his den den and his own crotch. His large hand was engulfing his throbbing length harshly now, unable to harbor the strangled noises emanating from his throat.

“Oh, how I wish this was your cunt, my flower,” he grunted, beginning to rut his hips into his fist quickly, his precum making great lube, “I can’t wait to fill you up so nice and good, have you bounce on my cock so dutifully as you do.”

Your pussy was making depraved noises from between your legs, but even Crocodile could hear the soft, squishy sounds from the speaker. “Pleease sir~ Please hurry and come home~” Your begging was getting more whiny the longer you shoved your fingers into your g-spot, focusing on the deep reverb of your partner’s voice to bring you to your climax. “I-I”ll do anything to show you how much I’ve missed you.”

“Anything?” An eyebrow quirked, and his smirk contorted as his eyebrows furrowed. He’d been imagining taking you from behind on his balcony, in the early hours of the morning when the first rays of morning were shining through the violet streaks of the previous night. He wanted nothing more than to show the world just who you belonged to, to place his hook around your throat and pull you towards him, raking his teeth down your neck as he slowly slid in and out of you, making sure you could feel everything he had to give you.

“A-Anything, Sir!” You gasped, your pussy spasming wildly around your fingers. You had pinched your clit in just the right way as you pressed into your sweet spot, your cunt squirting its sweetness all over the mahogany wood of Crocodile’s chair.

As soon as he heard that sweet mewl, he unraveled into his fist, groaning your name into the hot air of his cabin. His arousal spurts made a mess of his hand, and he cursed it all for you not being there to clean him off.

In the blissful silence that followed, you both caught your breath, falling back to earth after the intense orgasm that led you both reeling and missing each other even more than before. “I’ll make sure this ship gets home as soon as possible, my flower. I need to take care of your needy cunt sooner rather than later, it seems.”

#crocodile x reader #crocodile #one piece #crocodile x you #crocodile one piece #op #liv writes #spicy

[pathetic-lifeform]

A desert daddy portrait study from last year 😌

#obi-wan kenobi #ewan mcgregor #kenobi series #star wars fan art #fan art #rosiedraws #allthingskenobi #thetorontokid

[musette22]

Hiii Minniieee! I definitely have too much on my to read list and haven’t been able to read as much as I would like🥲 but I’m here asking u for more recs 😂 would u mind sharing your favorite smutty fics? The season and all the cold weather have looking for even more romantic-spicy fics 😂🫠

Hi honey! Of course, always happy to help 😌❤️‍🔥

I've recced most of these before, but it can't hurt to do it again! Some of these are smuttier than others, and some are PWP while others are longer fics with smut, but they're all excellent, imo. I've put bottom Bucky/Steve with the ones I remember off the top of my head, but yeah, obviously heed the tags before you read just in case there's anything you don't like. Hope you enjoy! <3

I can rec literally everything by mcwho (bottom!Bucky) but particularly:

sweet like honey

territorial

resisting a rest

ride in tandem

a firm hand

By Ipoiledi (bottom!Steve):

The Pugilists

Dining In

Late Show

This one

This one

This one

By Chiyume:

Sticky Fingers

Short Circuit

A Hard Case of You

By redhook:

Cause you can’t, you won't, and you don't stop

Say it louder for the people in the back

By endofadream (bottom!Steve)

i’ve got a weakness now

a desert in my heart and nowhere to hide

By notcaycepollard:

in ten breaths (it’s a miracle if we’re still alive)

i've been waiting for the sun (to rise where you are)

By @maddiewritesstucky:

Glad to love you, Steve Rogers

JockVerse

Matthew 26:41

By @howdoyousleep3 (bottom!Bucky)

we freak on the cam by howdoyousleep

Daddy Steve Rogers/Baby Bucky Barnes series

Senator Steve Rogers/Intern Bucky Barnes series

By @luninosity (evanstan)

A Place Not Far Away

come fly with me

Color in Everything

And a couple more that are honestly excellent:

Unusual Weather by novembersmith

Blush Pink by voluptuous_panic

Anything the same by Claudia_flies

Demonique by BetteNoire (WeAreWolves) 

#I've probably forgotten a ton #but oh well #stucky #fic recs #smut #minnie answers

[onyxdepths]

did you shave the daddy mustache? 😭😭😭 also, what’s the print on those undies? Can’t tell. Need to see more.

No I still have it I just trimmed it a little 😌

It’s like a desert print lol

[pinkydude]

🟨 Summer Gothic Aesthetics

Got tagged by @katsigian! 🖤 Thank you (the name of the game itself fits Valen already ghfhgf)

🌑RULES: Bold what applies to your character and their aesthetics; italicise those that somewhat apply; and stikethrough whatever doesn't apply (bonus~ added colors to those that fits really well!)

▶ Haunted Boardwalk

rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and popcorn, tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones, darts that are a little too sharp, twinkling lights in the dark, distant and ghostly laughter, blue and pink cotton candy, sunburnt shoulders, cherry flavored sno-cones, switchblades tucked into costumes, a bloody trail into an old tent

▶ Solitary Park Ranger

the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric, soft and distant howls, unexplained lights darting through trees, clawed footprints in the dirt, bomber jackets and hiking boots, an old and well-used shotgun, thunderstorms that darken the sky, a rusted and reliable truck, the smell of petrichor, a voice calling your name from the trees

▶ Southern Cemetary

magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes, barbed wire, dark family secrets, stained white button downs, sweat drops down your spine, marshy swamp lands, weeping willow trees, rusted iron gates, cicadas in the summer, moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt, cursed family jewelry, old patina rosaries, fireflies at dusk

▶ Road Trip Burnout

bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of grey aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends, ice cold diet coke, ripped jeans and converse, cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window, a 1960's white ford mustang, evergreen air fresheners, thousand yard stares, a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets, something dark following alongside your car, abandoned rest stops, rickety road signs that lead nowhere

Wasn't expecting to find fitting elements for this lil sunshine's aesthetic! Without surprises, the Road Trip Burnout category is almost fully bold! 🤏😅 Those type of OC games are always interesting to do- you don't have to think much, go with the flow and what feels right 😤

🔹 TAGGING: @morganbl4ckhand - @itzsassha - @a-pirate - @ne0n-rust - @theviridianbunny - @kittenchrissy - @lokiina - @dreamskug

Tried to tag people who weren't previously tagged already! Also tagging anyone who'd want to do it 😌 as always, no pressure!

#Cyberpunk 2077 #Valentin Da Silva #OC Tag Game #Thank you for the tag! 💛

[saevus-brutalis]

tagged by: @katsigian thank you 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️ did this for both my babies 😌

∘₊✧ ───── 𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐄. 𝐕𝐚𝐡𝐧 ───── ✧₊∘

✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘜𝘔𝘔𝘌𝘙 𝘎𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘊 𝘈𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘛𝘐𝘊𝘚 ∘₊✧

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𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚: 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘴; 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺; 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺

────── ✧₊∘ 𝘏𝘈𝘜𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘉𝘖𝘈𝘙𝘋𝘞𝘈𝘓𝘒

rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and popcorn, tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones, darts that are a little too sharp, twinkling lights in the dark, distant and ghostly laughter, blue and pink cotton candy, sunburnt shoulders, cherry flavored sno-cones, switchblades tucked into costumes, a bloody trail into an old tent

────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘒 𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙

the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric, soft and distant howls, unexplained lights darting through trees, clawed footprints in the dirt, bomber jackets and hiking boots, an old and well-used shotgun, thunderstorms that darken the sky, a rusted and reliable truck, the smell of petrichor, a voice calling your name from the trees

────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘕 𝘊𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠

magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes, barbed wire, dark family secrets, stained white button downs, sweat drops down your spine, marshy swamp lands, weeping willow trees, rusted iron gates, cicadas in the summer, moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt, cursed family jewelry, old patina rosaries, fireflies at dusk

────── ✧₊∘ 𝘙𝘖𝘈𝘋 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘗 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘛

bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of grey aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends, ice cold diet coke, ripped jeans and converse, cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window, a 1960's white ford mustang, evergreen air fresheners, thousand yard stares, a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets, something dark following alongside your car, abandoned rest stops, rickety road signs that lead nowhere

∘₊✧ ───── 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐧 '𝐑𝐚𝐲' 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 ───── ✧₊∘

────── ✧₊∘ 𝘏𝘈𝘜𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘉𝘖𝘈𝘙𝘋𝘞𝘈𝘓𝘒

rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and popcorn, tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones, darts that are a little too sharp, twinkling lights in the dark, distant and ghostly laughter, blue and pink cotton candy, sunburnt shoulders, cherry flavored sno-cones, switchblades tucked into costumes, a bloody trail into an old tent

────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘒 𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙

the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie-talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric, soft and distant howls, unexplained lights darting through trees, clawed footprints in the dirt, bomber jackets and hiking boots, an old and well-used shotgun, thunderstorms that darken the sky, a rusted and reliable truck, the smell of petrichor, a voice calling your name from the trees

────── ✧₊∘ 𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘕 𝘊𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘠

magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes, barbed wire, dark family secrets, stained white button downs, sweat drops down your spine, marshy swamp lands, weeping willow trees, rusted iron gates, cicadas in the summer, moss covered gravestones with fresh dirt, cursed family jewelry, old patina rosaries, fireflies at dusk

────── ✧₊∘ 𝘙𝘖𝘈𝘋 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘗 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘖𝘜𝘛

bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of grey aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends, ice cold diet coke, ripped jeans and converse, cigarette smoke drifting out of a car window, a 1960's white ford mustang, evergreen air fresheners, thousand yard stares, a gas station attendant who knows too many secrets, something dark following alongside your car, abandoned rest stops, rickety road signs that lead nowhere

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tagging (with no pressure tho): @ne0n-rust @noirapocalypto would tag more people but idk who likes to do theseee 🗣️ lemmie know if you wanna be tagged and shittt

#tag: vincent e. vahn #oc tag game #oc: vincent elijah vahn #vince vibes #tag: ray vanzetti #oc: ragan ray vanzetti #ray's vibes

[evansbby]

i went strawberry picking today and couldn’t stop thinking about poyt!steve and omega going on a date together to pick strawberries 🥺🥺

maybe omega is really enjoying strawberry season and has been making lots of strawberry related deserts and is always buying fresh ones from the grocery store. so one saturday steve makes plans to go strawberry picking! he sets out a strawberry printed dress and surprises omega when they get there!! omega is so excited and picks so many strawberries and wildflowers that are growing on the sides of the field. then steve gets overwhelmed with how cute omega is and how much he loves her to then he takes her back to the car and fucks her in the back seat 😌😌

I can imagine Steve huffing and rolling his eyes for doing something as lame as strawberry picking. In fact, when they’re about to leave, Sam overhears omega being like, “oh I hope the strawberries are ripe for picking today!” And Sam bursts out laughing and he’s like “strawberry picking, Stevie? Really?” And Steve scowls and he’s like “pffft, women, amirite? 🙄” even tho he’s the one who booked the strawberry picking excursion in the first place.

But once Steve and omega are alone, Steve is just sooo heart eyes with how cute and pretty his omega looks in her pink strawberry dress and he just can’t help but keep squeezing her and hugging her from behind and kissing her neck and omega giggles like “Steve! We’re supposed to be picking strawberries!” And Steve’s like “I think we’ve picked enough.” Then he drags her to his car and fucks her soooo good and babies her for looking so cute in her strawberry dress and cooing at her about how much she’s been teasing daddy all day by skipping around and bending over to pick strawberries 🍓

And then after that, they go home and omega makes three jars of homemade strawberry jam and a strawberry sponge cake and Steve is a very happy and very satisfied alpha 😌😌

#cute Stomega 🥰🥰🥰 #anon #poyt ask #poyt drabble