#he snaps 'dont call me that. im not you're fucking daddy. not after tonight.'

[evie-sturns]

ʙᴇᴅᴛɪᴍᴇ - ᴄʜʀɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ

summary: chris and you have twins together, lola and maggie, bedtime is always a struggle with them.

contains: fluff, kissing, swearing.

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11:37pm

chris and i have been dating since highschool, 4 years ago i gave birth to twins

"girls! bedtime please, i didn't realise the time." i call out, opening the door to their shared bedroom.

maggie and lola are bouncing on their double bed while squealing, i walk over to them, my hands resting on my waist. "are you meant to be doing this?"

they both pause to look over at me, innocence spread across their face.

"no.." maggie says quietly, i nod with a small smile

"are you ready for bed?" i ask as the girls flop down on the bed, "yes!" lola says throwing her arms up with a cute grin.

i pull up the covers over them, "stay in bed for the whole night okay? daddy will be in the kitchen until late, so bother him alright?" i say, pressing kisses to their foreheads.

walking out of their room, i flick off the lights behind me. i close their door softly and go out into the kitchen.

chris is sitting on a dining table chair, his phone in one hand and a pepsi can in the other.

"they asleep?" chris asks, putting his phone down "thankfully." i reply with a sigh, sitting down on chris's lap with a heavy sigh.

he plants a long kiss into my hair "i love you so much."

i flip myself around to straddle chris, moving my hair to one side i collide our lips together desperatly. "fuck.." chris breathes into the kiss.

bang.

a loud bang comes from the kids room, i instantly pull away from the kiss, my eyebrows scrunching i throw myself off of chris's lap.

i hear excitable laughing coming from outside their door. i swing open their door, the bedside table is tipped over, maggie and lola are giggling while throwing stuffed animals at each other.

"lola and maggie." i yell sternly, their heads instantly snap round to look at me, their face dropping.

"do you know what time is it? almost midnight." i glare at them

"i am going to put you to bed and if i hear another noise come from this room, dad is going to come in here and be very angry." im cut off by lola

"mommy but- but maggie keeps taking the blanket and my stuffie." she whines.

i shake my head and shut the door for the second time tonight.

"chris-" i say walking into the kitchen "shh i know." he says, grabbing my waist and picking me up. i groan into his shoulder as he walks us into the living room.

"lets watch a movie okay?" chris says calmly, the warm sleves of his crewnecks wrapped around me.

he plonks us down on the couch, i lay on his body comfortably.

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1:34am

"this is the best part shush!!" i giggle.

"mooom!" i hear lola laugh as she runs into the room, clutching the ear of her bunny toy in one hand.

i look over at chris, whose rubbing his eyes with his ringed hands.

"maggie wet the bed." she points to her bedroom with a snort, covering her smile with her stuffed animal.

chris sits up, moving me off him and walking over to lola. he scoops her up with one arm, looking into her eyes he starts "did you hear what mom said?" he asks, maintaining eye contact with lola.

"well mommy's stupid!" lola says sassily, my jaw goes slack.

"lola no." chris says, more stern than ive ever heard him. he carries lola out of the room.

i lay back on the couch, closing my eyes and instantly drifting to sleep.

9:39am (the next day)

the harsh sunlight hits my body from the window to my left. i sit up, dazed and somehow in pyjamas, even though i fell asleep in jeans and a tanktop.

"what the fuck.." i groan, my eyes adjusting to the blinding light.

chris walkss into the living room "hey!! you're awake." he says happily.

"oh yeah hope you dont mind, i changed you last night after i changed the girls sheets, you were knoocked outt though." he says with a laugh.

"oh shit wait-" he says, doing a full 180° out of the living room.

he comes back in about a minute, hes holding lola and maggie, one in each hand. theyve both got small cards in their hands and a guilty expression on their face.

"chris what is this?" i ask, standing up off the couch.

"mommy i'm very sorry for being awake late last night." lola says, chris sets her down on two feet and she trots up to me, handing me the card.

the cards are in chris's hand writing, but has a drawing made by lola on the front.

"she told me what to write." chris clarifies setting down maggie aswell.

maggie runs up to me, "and im sorry for wetting the bed but dad says it wasn't my fault and you were just tired and grumpy and it was okay -.."

shes cut off by chris's hand over her mouth "shh shush".

"christopher!" i laugh, slapping his arm with a scoff.

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got a good feeling bout this one team!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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[poppy-metal]

Crying, sobbing, cumming, throwing the fuck up when you come from your date with the guy eren doesn’t like. Giggling and being way too handsy as you enter your house with him. God they are fucking fuming. Your phones turned off, their beds a fucking mess, and you went on a date with this fucking loser. Yeah yeah this is all I’m gonna think about )-:

Yeah :(((( you've been a real bad girl :((( what you imagined happening isn't far off, though, its a lot less....sweet. i mean, you expected armin to mock you a little but now you've gone off and pissed eren all the way off.

he's so conflicted, getting that video...you'd send in the gc the three of you sometimes use for mundane things like asking what you want for dinner nd such, so he and armin saw it at the same time. first he'd felt shock, then shame, shame for the way his cock got hard, then it was just pure infatuation nd lust, at your voice, the words you were saying. how you wanted to be his and mins girlfriend, how you wanted their cum, their love, how you called them 'daddy'

and then he got angry, because, what the fuck are you trying to pull? on their bed? he thinks, well he plans, originally, to just send you to your room after he yells at you for being so inappropriate. but then you don't answer your phone. he can't find your location and you're not home when he and min get there and then they go up and see the fucking mess you made....that's your fucking pussy jucie, god damn.

hes so out of it, armin has to calm him down. he's smarter about these things so he knows to look up all your friends Instagram stories. Hes calm, but inside hes fuming too. Fuck you for that, you know? He can't stop thinking about you moaning his name, and he can't stop glancing at where you'd stained their bed, ruined it, where they fucking sleep. You're such a fucking heinous brat, fuck you.

It all comes to a head when he finds that guys insta story. Sees you all happy and flushed, eren looks over his shoulder to see too, and they're both just kinda quiet, simmering in that rage as they watch a video the guy taking a lemon wedge from your mouth, dangerously close to kissing you.

The phone nearly cracks in armins hand. He's more angry then He's ever been, and he's waiting for eren to go into a rage but he doesn't.

He just takes armins phone and turns it off. Then he takes his hand and walks them to the couch, he doesn't bother turning on a light.

Armin knows eren has finally seen through your daddy's little girl act, so. They sit and wait.

#ask #tw: stepcest #naur bc imagine coming home to a dark house eerily quiet. #nd u stumble in w ur date. only to see them sittting there #tension so thick the guy gets nervous immediately and with erens clipped 'you should go' hes out the door #bye. the way you try to brat still but it dies down almost immediately with the way they act #erens...cold :(( daddys mad :(( #n when you say 'daddy im-' #he snaps 'dont call me that. im not you're fucking daddy. not after tonight.' #nd armins just like 'did you have fun?' #n ur like no :(((( #'but you had fun making a mess on our bed?' #well...yeah:(( but only bc...u want them ;((( #but dont you know? bad girls don't get what they want. and you've been. so bad. #hhh #they're so cold. they make you clean their sheets. wash everything. while they stand in tje door and watch. and you cry #at the end you're sobbing and begging again:(( nd eren just looks down st you like #'did he touch you' #and you're ljke what? and erens like #'did that peace of shit touch daddys cunt' #n of course he didn't;((( you're a virgin #'we'll see about that' and he makes you get on the freshly made bed. #'you've made your daddy very angry. you've made us angry. you know what you need to do right?' this from armin and he pauses #'....you want us to love you again?' #you do 🥺 #then spread your legs

[littlelioncub43]

Murderer Monday is such an awesome idea, I am dyinggg 😍❤️🙏🏻 So here’s a prompt for you for one of our favorite murder nuggets…

You witness CEO!Ransom doing something baddd (maybe you’re his sweet assistant or something) and he’s still on his bloodlust high after when he catches you catching him and, well, the only squealing you’re gonna be doing is the kind that has you creaming on his cock 😳😏😈😘

HeheheHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! Yes 😈 we're venturing into dub-con territory with this badboi and I'm excited for it.

Summary: You see something you weren't supposed to.

Pairing: CEO!Ransome Drysdale x Assistant!Reader

Word Count: I dont know, I wrote this on my phone

Warnings: murder, dub-con, Ransom has a BODY count in this, mean Ransom, rough sex, Daddy kink, Ransom calls reader "Kitten", unprotected sex, creampie, and possible grammatical errors.

A/N: again, this was longer than I intended it to be! But im not mad 🥰 this was fun to write hehe. Murderer Monday is a lot of fun!

"Oh, Kitten, you weren't supposed to see that," he tsks like he's disappointed in you. Your eyes don't leave the freshly killed corpse of the man that had been investigating your boss, Ransom Drysdale, for murder.

It was late, you'd forgotten your phone charger at the office when you saw Ransom's office light still on. You thought you'd pop in and say hi before leaving. What you didnt expect to see was Ransom snapping the investigator's neck like it was a pencil. The small squeak of shock you let out when the body hit the floor with a dull thud gave you away. His murderous gaze softening ever so slightly when he locked eyes with you.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, breathless from the adrenaline coursing through his body. He slowly started walking towards you.

"I-I.... I forgot my-my phone charger and saw you were.... busy..." you stuttered out, your back pressed against the door as he stood before you. He licked his lips and stared down at you. You were his assistant, a damn pretty one too. He didn't want the stress of disposing of two bodies tonight. Saying nothing he reached for the lock and turned it. The clicking of the dead bolt into place sealed your fate.

"That so?" He tilted his head to the side as he closed you in. You gasped when you felt the hard length of him through his slacks, he groaned and started to gently rock into you. You nodded and squeaked again when he pushed his cock into you harder. Suddenly, a large hand wrapped itself around your throat tightly. His eyes held a frightening coldness as he made you look at him, subtle pools of a lustful fire burned in his blue eyes. "You're not going to tell a soul what you saw tonight, do you understand me, Kitten?"

"Ye-Yes... I understand," you answered dutifully, fear shaking your voice. He moaned at your obedience and kissed your forehead, the sweet gesture now only serving to scare you even more.

"Mmmm, that's a good girl, always been such a good girl for me, haven't you, Kitten?" He ask rhetorically, his lips still on your forehead as his free hand slid up the length of your thigh, sneaking up the hem of your skirt to grip the flesh of your ass.

"R-Ransom..." you gasp, your body reacting to his words and wandering hands naturally. You couldnt help it of you thought about your ungodly hot boss when you shouldn't, like late at night when your hand would slip under the covers.

"Daddy," he corrects firmly in a hushed whisper, "its Daddy, Kitten..." he cups your pantie covered heat in one large hand, petting the growing damp spot as you grip his shoulders. You pant heavily as he rubs you through the thin material. "Go on, say it... fucking say it..."

"Daddy..." you whisper. The small whisper has Ransom groaning deeply. His hand leaving your now soaking cunt to hurriedly undo his belt and zipper. He sighs when he frees his cock, you catch a glimpse of his length before he forces you to look up at him. The darkness in his baby blue eyes mesmerizes you, how could someone who looks like such an angel be a murderer?

The feeling of his blunt tip splitting you open breaks your train of thought. Your eyes roll back in your head as he pushes deeper and deeper until you're positive he's in your stomach. Finally, he bottoms out, his hips flush against yours. He hikes one of your legs up and over his waist, holding you open for him to ravage.

"Ohhhhhh fucking hell, Kitten!" He bellows as he draws back only to surge back in, his pace slow but punishingly hard. You cling to him as he takes you, each thrust getting harder and harder as Ransom slowly loses control.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" You chant over and over, your mind scrambling to find words as he fucks you into the door.

"That's it, good girl, squeeze my cock, Kitten!" He roars, the hand on your throat tightening until you're light-headed, your pussy flutters around him uncontrollably. "Just like that, fucking milk my cock, baby, such a tight little cunt... I could kill you right now, snap your neck like I did that dumb fucking cop..." he must have seen the terror in your eyes because he chuckled and kissed your cheek teasingly, "dont worry, Kitten, your pussy feels too fucking good wrapped around me to get rid of you... I never wanna fucking leave!"

You shake in his grasp and suddenly cum, surprising you both. You can hear Ransom moan in shock, his face contorting and crumpling at the painful pleasure that overtakes him as you cum. The wet sounds of your release drenching you both join the chorus of his balls slapping the skin of your inner thigh, and your high pitched whimpers and his animalistic grunts.

"Gonna cum inside you, Kitten, give your little pussy the cream she wants, huh? You already creamed my cock, now I'm going to fucking cream your little cunt!" He slams his lips against yours just as the crest of his high hits him. You feel the heat of his hot seed flooding your pussy, ropes of cum slowly filling you up and dripping out of you. His hulking frame trembles against yours as he finally calms down, his lips still claiming yours. When he pulls back, you're both gasping for air, you look up at him with wide eyes.

"Get your things and meet me in the lobby in 10 minutes," he states darkly, his voice leaving no room for arguments.

"Why?" You ask dumbly.

"We're going home, but I have to make a quick phone call," he states and pulls out of you, tucking himself back into his slacks. He straightens out your skirt before turning back to the corpse, pulling his cellphone out of his desk drawer. He dials a number and gives you a harsh look.

"I won't repeat myself, Kitten."

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