#peak dilf if you ask me

[xanaxspritz]

𝙙𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙨 ♡

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚𝙖𝙠𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙'𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙙˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

cw: bf!megumi, college AU, cheating, breeding, possible impregnation, cowgirl

an: I put cw here for a reason, so if this work makes you uncomfortable in any sort of way or if you're a minor, please do not interact. this is a work of fiction and what i write here does not reflect my own values or experiences.

ʚ♡ɞ˚

megumi was a sweet boyfriend. he sent good morning texts daily, was always ready to drop everything if you were in need across campus, and even warmed up to pda because you liked it so much. you couldn't ask for anything better.

but his father was a different story. undeniably a dilf, you couldnt help but to stare at the way his arms bulged out of his compression shirt he always wore, hugging his torso just right to show off his abs. you couldnt but to take a peak at his lap when lounged in grey sweats, watching TV with his legs spread wide open, as if he was daring you to take a seat on top.

it didn't help that he would stare at you, every time you visited megumi at home. the heat of his eyes lingering a bit too long on you heated up something dark within you.

the tension between you and toji kept rising and rising, until one day you went to the fushiguro residence to retrieve something you left. you find toji in the kitchen, eating his lunch, his lips curling up into a smirk when he sees you.

"megumi ain't here you know" he says food still in his mouth.

"i know. just forgot something," you say nervously.

"was it this?" he takes out neon pink panties from his pocket. you are mortified.

"oh my god. im so sorry mr. fushiguro. i promise i'll never-"

"always knew you're a little slut. i can always tell with little girls like you"

"what? what do you mean?" you feel your face grow hotter.

"don't pretend like you aren't, " he chuckled. "always teasing me with those super short skirts barely covering your ass. i can even see your pushup bra through your shirt." you cross your arms instinctively. "i didn't think megumi had it in him," he continued. "but it seems like you've got him wrapped around your finger."

you were speechless. was mr. fushiguro actually hitting on you?

"tell me doll, is he good enough for you? is he fucking you right?"

by this point toji rose up from his chair, inching closer to you until youre back up on the kitchen counter. you can something on the side of your thigh.

"y-yes mr. fushiguro, he's a great boyfriend. i-i couldn't ask for any better," the wetness you can feel in your panties betrays your words.

"hm, is that so?" his hands wandering behind you to squeeze your plump ass. he snaps your panty band before feeling up between your legs.

"already wet f'me you dirty slut," leaning down closely to your, lips centimeters apart. "how naughty."

you crash your lips into his desperately, weeks of sexual tension building up to a make out session. his lips are surprisingly soft, and his breath is a comforting smell of tobacco. "call me toji," he nuzzles into your neck.

one thing turns into another and you found yourself in the master bedroom, bouncing on top of toji's huge cock.

"that good baby, keep riding me just like that," he whispers slapping and grabbing your ass. "i bet he doesn't fuck you like i do, ain't that right?"

"n-no mr. fushiguro!"

"i thought I told you to call me toji," he narrowed his eyes, picking up the pace faster.

your moans get louder as his thick, fat cock pounded you. his heavy balls slapped against your ass, you close your eyes in pure bliss, your tits bouncing in his face.

"i wonder what would happened if i filled you up with this daddy dick. think megumi would notice you pregnant with my baby, hm?"

the thought of toji cumming in you was exhilarating, you quickly nod your head yes, holding him tighter as he digs his fingers into your hips.

he laughs at your eagerness. "figured a little whore like you would love it. fuck- are you ready?"

you feel his warm cum filling you up as toji grunts. his load is thick and creamy, the excess dripping down your thighs.

he quickly replaces his cock with his fingers, plugging the cum inside you, keeping you nice and full.

"you're a good fuck," he sighs. "no wonder megumi keeps you around."

right, megumi. how would you even begin explaining to this to him? should you even tell him? the overwhelming guilt consumes your thoughts.

toji notices the visible worry you're sporting on your face. "hey doll, don't worry. I'm not gonna tell him," he reassures. "as long as you don't either. just keep coming back when he's not home so I can cum inside that pretty pussy again."

#jjk smut #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji smut #jjk toji #toji fushiguro #toji x you #toji x reader #toji x female reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[jelliedink]

Making love with your DILF!Boss

Warnings: huge age gap, manipulative behaviour, slut shaming, sex.

Author's note: I brought him back, loves. This was originally part of the first headcanon post, but I decided to divide it because it was getting way too big. Please, get yourself comfortable and feast on the depraved fantasies my brain creates about this fictional toxic man.

Divider by @cafekitsune

First let me say that: this devil of a man is patient and he'll wait until you're crawling up the walls from desperation and desire. And then he'll wait a bit more.

DILF!Boss also considers himself an old-school man. He's not entirely opposed to fucking like a dog in heat but, in his head, this treatment is for other people. You are not a "cheap whore" or a random one night stand. He's preparing you to be his pretty perfect wife and new mommy of his children. You deserved to be treated with respect.

And he would tell you exactly so if you asked him to fuck your brains out. He would feel disgusted just by thinking about what kind humiliating of things your previous partners asked from you, his precious doll. But now you were with a man that knew how to treat you. A man that knew how to make you things you couldn't even imagine. A man that's been doing it since before you were born. A real man.

During sex, your DILF!Boss took care of you the whole time. He would take how long it needed to get you soaked and ready for him. Even then, lube was always easily accessible, just to be sure. He checked in with you in every step of the way and in between, making sure he was touching his precious little doll in all the right ways.

"Let me prepare you just a little more." "Do you like when I touch you like this?"

The nickname he used the most in those moments was "my little angel" because you did indeed feel heavenly. Your skin was so warm and soft, your moans, whispers and pleas so beautiful. And you have no idea how big his ego got when seeing you melt under his touch so easily.

Your DILF!Boss held you so close that at moments it felt like you were drowning in him. No matter the position, he'd always find a way to cage you in his arms, his body touching yours in all the places it could. You both were so entangled you could feel the movement of his lungs filling with air, his throat vibrating when he groaned or whispered sweet nothings in your ears, making you tickle. His scent was all you could feel, your sweat and his were the same, your bodies moving in such synchrony that you were not sure where you ended and he began anymore.

His thrusts were slow and deep, most of the times not pulling even half of his cock out before getting it all in and reaching places you didn't think was possible again. The way he rocked his hips into yours made it almost unbearable to keep your eyes open, and he had to ask you many times not to hide your face. He needed to see and praise you when he saw you loosing focus and part your lips to let out another delicious moan.

"Just like that, my buttercup, just let everything go while I take care of you."

Your DILF!Boss's thrusts were agonisingly slow. You felt the pleasure building and, the closer you got to your orgasm, more desperate you got to increase the speed and reach your peak. But he wouldn't let you: he locked your hips in place and kept his rhythm, the delay of your pleasure so overwhelming that it was almost painful. It made you want to sink your nails into his skin. You begged him until your voice was nothing but a whine, but to no avail, and often mixed tears from frustration and pleasure rolled down your cheeks.

All this time he would have one hand at the back of your head, his finger running through your hair in an effort to comfort you, his words gentle despite his laboured breath. "I know, my precious, I know. It will get better soon." "Calm down, my little minx, we've just started." "Breathe, my dear. In through your nose, out through your mouth. See how you can feel every inch of me in you when we go like this?"

It wasn't often that you came multiple times in one night: the first orgasm was so strong for being build for so long that it got you completely fucked up and you just wanted him to hold you in his arms and kiss you better after this pleasurable torture session.

He would often take longer, though. Your pleasure always came first, and after you calmed down a little he would ask if you could take just a little bit more of him. You almost always said yes. It didn't take him very long to finish seeing you so spent from his blissful touch, and he praised you the whole time for being so good to him.

After you're both done, your DILF!Boss would cup your face and kiss all of it, saying how much he loved you, how you were the best thing that happened to him, how he couldn't believe he was gifted with such a perfect angel like you. Then he would carry you to the bathroom; if not for taking a bath, at least to make sure you peed while he threw out the condom and got both of you water.

He couldn't hide his smile while watching how you curled up in his chest when you got back to bed, so tired you could hardly maintain a conversation. He'd still always try to ask how you were feeling, if he had hurt you or done anything that didn't feel good, although most of the time you passed out before he got the chance to finish this questionnaire. It didn't take him long to sleep after that. Feeling your now slow breath in his skin, he drifted off thinking how lucky he was that such a pretty little thing fell so deep into his trap.

#yandere headcanons #yandere x reader #boss x employee #boss x reader #dilf x reader #oc x reader #yandere smut #female reader #fem reader

[youraverageaemondsimp]

DILF!Aemond Targaryern, DILF!Aegon ii Targaryen x Reader (Separate) // HEADCANONS/DRABBLE.

WARNINGS: slight smut, mdni, afab!reader, age gap, breeding kink (aemond), p in v sex (aemond), unprotected sex (aemond), cunnilingus (aegon), oral f receiving (aegon), + not proof read.

(this is technically not a full blown hcs but neither is it a full drabble, so that's why I added both in the title)

WC: 1.3k total (aemond + aegon parts)

Aemond Targaryen !!

You knew that you definitely needed an older guy after your immature and toxic break up with the guy around your age, who treated you with almost no value.

But what you didn't expect was to catch the eye of your dad's boss during an event you had attended with him, he was in his early thirties with 2 children with his former divorced wife, Floris Baratheon.

Your relationship began quite formally at first, with him being a complete gentleman, asking you about your educational background, what job you were doing and he had asked for your number ‘just in case’ you need a job if you lose the current one, it felt more like a job offer than a normal conversation.

Until he began to text you good mornings, ask you about your day — at first he would do just that, and leave a smiley emoji after your response, but as time passed on, and you felt more comfortable around each other, he began to share a few personal things.

He had opened up about his divorce with his wife, how it affected him and the kids, — oh the kids, he would share pictures of them when he would be the one spending time with him, he had told you that he was fighting for full custody since Floris was basically neglecting them when they're spending time with her, and you wished him luck.

Soon you both begin to meet up, go on dates, he was stoic, with no expression on his face so it was hard to read through him, but eventually you'd learn to decipher his micro expressions.

You couldn't ignore the way he made you feel anymore, and you made it official, your dad was shocked and angry thinking Aemond had abused his power to get to you but once you explained everything, he calmed down.

You moved out of your apartment into his house, he had given you heads up about the kids that they're hard to handle and dont welcome strangers that easily, but you had told him that you'll manage everything.

And eventually you got along with the kids, and everything in life seemed to be moving fast from there onwards, Aemond got full custody of the kids after proving the neglect they were facing from the mother's side. Which you congratulate him about.

He would often stare at you when you'd play with the kids, he couldn't help but have the thought of your stomach swollen with his child, he'd eventually confess to you about it during your intimate moments.

“Oh fuck— yes right there!” You throw your head back against the pillows as Aemond thrusts into at full force, his desperate hands grabbing any flesh he could find, giving it a tight squeeze. You moaned as you peaked, as his tip repeatedly hit your sweet spot.

“I'm coming.” He grunts, “Jeez— I want to finish inside you so bad, watch you grow round with my child– fuck— I can only imagine the sight.” His words made you feel warm on the inside, and when he went to pull out, you locked your legs around his waist, to which he was surprised by, “Do it inside me then.” You say seductively and he immediately begins to thrust rapidly, he finishes inside you with a moan, painting your walls white before he pulls out, watching intently as his seed drips out of your cunt.

“Mhm, I think Aerys and Rhaegal would love to have a little sister.” He says as he plops down next to you, pulling you into his arms, “I think they would.” You reaffirm, rubbing your thighs together, feeling even more turned on as his seed sticks to your thighs.

“We should definitely make sure it takes.” You tell him, implying at a second round and he smirks knowingly.

Aegon ii Targaryen !!

You met him in a club you went to when you tried to destress because of your exams. He immediately took a liking to you, at first you had guessed that he'd be around your age, so imagine your surprise when you found out that he was in his mid thirties.

He laughed when you told him about it, he was extremely outgoing, in fact, too outgoing and so much of an extrovert.

You both immediately clicked, enjoying each other's company and finally exchanged numbers. He had drunk too much and eventually overshared everything about how his wife passed away in childbirth, leaving him with a child who he is working hard to raise.

“I try my best to raise him, but it gets too tiring. You know, I had hired a nanny, but I wish I could just quit my job and spend more time with him.” He shares, “Where do you work?” You ask curiously, “Hightower Co.” and your eyes widen at that, “Isn't that a really difficult place to get into? Their employee selection rate is super low, and I heard their manager is quite picky.” you shrug and he chuckles, “Well I guess I am indeed picky sometimes.”

“what.”

You apologised immediately after feeling embarrassed, he had revealed that his grandfather owns the company and basically wants his family members to run and manage it, though it screams nepotism, most of the hightowers and their extended family are extremely good at their ages, there were only a few select non-family members that were able to make to a non-basic worker status.

Things ended awkwardly after that, but nonetheless, you both communicated with each other from time to time, he would send you cute pictures and videos of himself and his son doing random stuff, or just bonding which warmed your heart.

After a month of talking, you both decide to get into a relationship, you knew it was quick, but you couldn't help it when you got along so well, he would often bring his child on the dates with you, which you didn't mind, but rather had more fun cause this would allow you to go non-romantic dates which are rather comforting.

If there was one thing which you didn't expect of Aegon ; was his sexual appetite, which he had a lot of, you were surprised by how much stamina he has, and how he's willing to go more than 3 rounds at a time, it sometimes exhausted you because you'd be too overstimulated to even continue.

You still remember how he had fingered you whilst at the family dinner under the table while maintaining a conversation with his grandfather, you tried so hard to not make a noise. He eventually finished what he started in his bedroom.

His favourite thing to do is eat you out, he loves the expressions and noises you make and how messy it would be afterwards.

“Aegon— ahh— hmm pls–” You blabber out incoherent noises whilst you grip his hair, pushing his face further into your cunt which he takes in obediently, lapping his tongue up and down and suckling on your clit as if his life depended on it.

The whimpers and noises you let out only motivated him further to continue his ministrations, he dipped down further while his tongue pushes past the folds of your cunt before entering it, the angle caused his nose to be pressed into your clit, nudging against it while Aegon greedily ate you out.

He pushed his tongue in and out before he licked a long strip up to your clit and once again, latched himself onto it, you moaned when you felt his teeth slightly graze against it.

He sucked on your clit which caused you to peak while holding his face tightly against your cunt, your vision went white at the intensity of the orgasm and your body trembled as you calmed down.

Yet Aegon did not stop, you pulled his hair in an effort to pull away, but he grabbed your hand and held it away while he continued to devour you, you whimpered as the overstimulation hit you, trying to wriggle away from his face yet he still didn't budge and continued sucking, nibbling and biting your clit.

After all, he had no intentions of stopping until you were a mess.

#aemond smut #aegon smut #aemond x reader smut #aemond targaryen x reader smut #aegon x reader smut #aegon targeryen x reader smut #aemond targaryen smut #aegon targaryen smut #aegon targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen x reader #x reader smut #hotd x reader #headcanons #hotd x reader smut #aemond smut headcanons #aegon smut headcanons #hotd smut #hotd smut headcanons

[lovelykhaleesiii]

Baby Fever!

HEADCANON

PAIRING: Aegon ii Targaryen x fem!Reader

WORDS: 1,046. 

SUMMARY: Baby fever strikes King’s Landing once more, although this time, its next victim is Aegon ii Targaryen, himself... And he blames/thanks you entirely. 

WARNINGS: breeding kink to the max, lactation kink, DILF!Aegon, swearing, NSFW, mentions of male masturbation, mentions of p in v sex, mentions of dark!Aegon, swearing, degradation kink. 

A/N - it’s coming to 3am for me, and I literally just wrote this fic about Aegon with baby fever. nothing more or nothing less, but it’s everything <3 thanks to @bibli0thecary ‘s ask, I cannot get this DILF out of my mind, so consider this a request fulfilled!!!  

let me give this man all their heirs in the world, please. ps I’m sorry, I just found the gif so relative here. please Sir, teach me SEX ED. 

Aegon has breeding kink written all over him: when he meets his significant other, that’s enough to set it off. 

He was never that warm to the idea of having his own offspring, and yet, the possibility stirred in the pit of his stomach and top of his twitching cock when seeing you. 

If anything, he approaches it more as a feral need to claim you, to have some sort of possession over you, rather than actually fulfil the obligation/responsibility of having a family, nor wanting one of his own free will. 

He was actually quite reluctant to the idea of fatherhood, considering his own experience with Viserys was one he had grown to detest, turning him off from the entire concept. 

That was until he stumbled across you playing around with his toddler nephew, Joffery and a few other younger, highborn children of the royal court. Often the older women, busy in gossip and wine, would leave their children from the younger women to babysit: often reasoned with the logic that it ought to prepare the maidens of the court to motherhood. 

Seeing how maternal you seemed, watching you intently from a distant, the children seemed to favour you, playfully engaging with you, the innocent sight warmed Aegon’s heart

A dull throb pulsating in his hard cock. 

If it was heirs his Council wanted, heirs he would provide only if you would be the one to birth them. 

Soon enough, he found himself mindlessly masturbating to the thought of you swollen with his babes, your tits tender and plump with the milk,  naturally made in preparation in the months coming, dripping from your sensitive nipple, practically overflowing. 

Seeing the milk unnaturally leak, as you beg for him to latch and suck, desperate to relieve the heaviness and tension in your breast. He was certain he would suck you dry, before the babe is even born.  

And the idea of fucking you some more, even whilst evidently pregnant, knowing that despite being full of him already, he could still pump his seed inside, plugging you up completely, as his seed spills out, you just helplessly groaning and moaning for relief. 

The scene replaying in his mind, he often overcame with excitement, furious at himself for wasting is potential seed, that he could’ve wilfully secreted in you instead. 

Dark!Aegon would no doubt, force himself onto you, using his political/social position in the realm as an advantage, you either agree and “allow” him to fuck you until you grow and swell great with his child, or you refuse and he confines you to his chambers himself, or more so his bed, thrusting his girthy, throbbing cock inside, stretching you out until he sees his bulge deeply buried peaking atop, pumping his load inside, until he feels completely drained and you teeming. 

Although (fanon) Aegon, would lure you, growing impatient by the second however, he often becomes abrupt, wishing to hasten you into the act of consummating. Now that the betrothal is settled and finalised, you feel no need to wait, you figure he is to be your husband soon enough regardless. 

“I’m going to fuck you full, filled to the brim of my seed, until I feel my son or daughter kicking from within.”

“The idea of your belly swollen and heavy, back just aching from carrying my babes all day long, begging me to carry you, like a lazy whore.” 

“And fuck these tits will grow abundantly with your sweet, motherly milk. Nourishing my babes, like the good Mumma that you are. Perhaps, I ought to treat myself to your treacly taste, I do deserve it. I am the one responsible for doing this to you, you will do well to remember that, wife.”

“I need you to fuck a babe into me, Aeg. Make me a Mumma, I’ll have as many bubs as you want, just like that.”

“Perhaps enough babes to repopulate Old Valyria, restore it with our bloodline.”

“You’ll be the prettiest, most stunning Mumma I ever did see, and it’s all my undoing... Look at you all needy for my cock, desperate for me to spill my cum inside of you, such a fucking whore for me.”

He’d be so touchy and feely with your changing body: a hand constantly on your bump, feeling the babe beneath move against their father’s familiar touch. 

Even his voice would earn some haste movement or kicking, always earning a heartfelt smile from him.

He’d always be embracing your body, a hand snaked around your soft, wide waist/hips, even groping your ass. 

He thrives having you sit on his lap throughout your pregnancy,  squirming to get comfortable, grinding against him, you can feel a dense, aching bulge beneath your ass cheeks. Initially, you advise against it “Aeg, I’m heavy now, you won’t like it.” “Try me baby, just sit.”

Aegon would be against anyone trying to touch your belly, besides the maester and his mother: “everyone else can fuck off, there is no need for them to touch you at all.”

He is greatly entertained by the sight of seeing you waddle around the castle, knowing it was his undoing, a hand instinctively cradling your belly, almost as if you’re in a protective mother mode. 

The idea that you’ve outgrown your maiden gowns, because of his babe growing healthily inside, it pleases him.

At first you feel self-conscious of your pregnant / post-partum body, yet Aegon is swift to squash your doubts: “if anything Y/N, you look the sexiest pregnant, fuck it makes me feral, baby.” 

Nonetheless, Aegon’s dream much like his predecessor to conquer, became a reality. 

Soon enough, you’d given birth to multiple, healthy children, all close in age, for Aegon struggled to contain himself. Having to remind himself upon each birth, you required some time for recovery. As soon as the maesters deemed fit, he would be on you. 

Eventually, he grew familiar to the role of fatherhood, and became more and more comfortable with each new addition. 

He loved his children equally, tougher on the boys although, he has a softer spot for his little daughters, spoiling them endlessly. 

In return, the children love you both dearly, thankful for you to be their mother, and Aegon their beloved father. 

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[hunnie--bunnie]

mood of the hour with suguru is so UGH, can u PLS do a part 2 😮‍💨

𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿 ❥ 𝘀𝘂𝗴𝘂𝗿𝘂

𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝘀 ❥ milf!reader, dilf!tattooed!pierced!suguru, daddy/mama, talk of breeding, lactation, praise, light teasing, some making out, kissing your pussy

𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗿’𝘀 𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀 ❥ of course, I love writing about dilf!Suguru!

Giving you a show as he slowly slides his hand over his cock he wonders, "Do you need my cum in your pussy that badly?" His dark pink head peaking through his pale fist. Sliding his hand along his length, his cock drooping underneath its weight. Resting on his fat balls, while his tip hangs well past.

Pleading with Suguru, "Mm hm! Daddy, I want to feel your warm cum deep in my stomach." Spreading your pussy lips apart, while softly massaging your right tit. Causing thick rivulets to trickle over your hand and the fat of your breasts.

You’re a beautiful mess. With your tits wet with milk, your pussy and thighs glimmering with your slick. Pleading with Suguru when he says nothing, "Want to feel your veiny, fat cock rubbing my pussy." Pumping your fingers past your lips.

Admiring your husband. Your favorite piece on his body is the large intertwining dragons, one head stopping by his left v-line. While the other dragon's tail drew against to matching deep line of his v.

The large piece highlights the harsh contours of Suguru's muscular chest. Often you follow the lines, your fingers slipping further down. Until your hand vanishes into his underwear to fondle his balls.

Suguru drops to his knees in front of you, while asking, "How good do I make her feel?" Kissing the inside of your thigh. Licking a strip up the outer lip of your pussy. Then hovering over your pussy, waiting for you to answer him with,

"Every stroke makes my brain goes blank. All I can do is take your cock however you give it to me.” Spreading his fingers out on your stomach. Pressing down softly, licking your clit.

Your pussy clenches as the hard, warm bar swipes over your clit. Trembling from the difference in pressure from his tongue to metal to the tongue. Your toes curl as he groans into your pussy.

Pulling away, moaning, "So sweet, just like you mama." Suguru grabs your hips as you gather his long hair. Lining himself up both of you watch your pussy lips part for his head.

Leaning down, groaning against your lips, "I love you." Slipping his tongue past your lips when you open your mouth to respond. The sound twisting into a whimper as your pussy stretches over his fat head.

Suguru's pace is slow, giving you another inch every time. Letting your pussy comfortably adjust to him. While cupping both heavy breasts, your soft fat spills through his large fingers.

❥ m.list

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[glowing-gold]

Give me your top 5 Paul haircuts and why are those your top 5 🧐

I had SO MUCH FUN with this ask.

Ok! In no particular order we have:

1970 short haircut. I belieeeeve this is the shortest his hair ever gets. Its something about the short almost buzzed top… like he had a buzz cut and he’s let it grow out… you can see his forehead and his eyes and his head just looks kind of exposed and naked in a masc way we don’t normally see. The shortness makes his hair sticks up all different directions…. He looks like he just got out of bed. Also, I want to pull on it and yank his head back.

1967 Sgt Pep/MMT. Okay, basically this is a feathered to hell version of his Beatles cut. He really said, “do it again, this time with texture”WAY more texture. He’s also got a cheeky part that sort of lives on the left side of his scalp. I mean look at all that texture!!!! and how the light reflects against it!!!! Look at those little pedals on his forehead!!!! I think his sideburns are an essential part of this look too.

I want to run my fingers back through it as I sit on his lap and force him to look up at me.

1969 Get Back Paul. Unbeatable. Even Paul knows this is his best hair. We’ve all seen how much he touches it, as if he’s constantly bringing attention to it. God. These Lucious locks. Fucking slut. He knows he looks good. This is exactly what my husband looks like so I’m definitely biased but Jesus Christ, I am down horrendous. I want to pull him by this hair and make him scream. The beard completes this look.

1980 DILF HAIR!!!!! Short in the back, long bangs in the front. He looks so fucking yummy like this. He really knew what to do to ease gracefully into his 40’s. With the distinct lines in his face, this contrastingly youthful cut does MAGIC for his sex appeal and overall charm. GOD! FUCK! Look at him in that car. Tell me you don’t want to tug relentlessly on that hair until he cries.

In 1986/7 Paul begins to sport the hair he will rock for basically the rest of his life. When I think of Paul now I think of this adorable flippy shag cut. I fucking LOVE those little wisps that peak out at you from behind his neck. It’s just so HIM and SEXY. Maybe because I associate this hair with his older self, I also think it’s quite distinguished. I want him to tell me I’m a good girl. Just be proud of me and tell me I’m doing a good job. I don’t even need to fuck this Paul, I just need him to love me unconditionally and tell me it’s all going to be ok.

#ask #me #the beatles #paul mccartney #mclennon #john lennon #george harrison #ringo starr #beatles #McLennon ao3 #mclennon fanfiction

[agnesthecartoonfreak]

⚠️Age gap, smut, dilf⚠️

You were warned

(Also be kind. English is my second language)

Insecure

Price always knew the power he had over woman in general. He was a fit military man with who could pick them up and throw them over his shoulder anytime he wanted. That gave him confidence. After being almost a month tied to a wheel chair not much confidence was left.

Despite his confidence he was never a fan of his own body, growing old does not go easy on anyones selfesteem, his fit shereded body became a dad bod. Which he did not like. Fun fact about our captain, he is pretty much a perfectionist when it came to his own phisical appearence.

That specific day he was looking at some old photos of his young adult days in the army. The peak of his phisical shape. He would get so much attention back than. But now? Price sighs not noticing

From the other side of the room you notice tho.

"You've been nostalgic Captain?" You ask a bit worried about his mood today

He smiles warmly in your direction

"Remembering the glory days hehe"

You don't exactly understand

"Glory days?"

Price chuckles

" My youth... I miss having a body like that. I wish I met you back then darling. We would have fun" he kind of did not notice his last words

But you did...

You kneel next to his wheel chair. Looking at his old pictures. He was indeed handsome. Most likely a ladies man

" I think I wouldn't be into you back then"

Price looks in confusion

"What? Why?" A bit offended but he wouldn't admit that

"You were still growing up. You were probably reckless and imature... The things I admire in you were not there yet"

He chuckles

"Like?"

"Like your patience, your soft but rough voice, your charm , your beard and your body"

A bit surprised he talks back

"My body was way better back then"

"I disagree" you insist

He looks at you waiting an aswer

"Explain"

"You were trying too hard I think. Too skinny I think, probably in some crazy cut diet to show your abs. You look much more manly now a bit bigger but still strong as a bull" you reply

He seems touched by what you just told him. He gets a bit closer to you and you do not pull away. Both of you glance uncontrolably at each others lips.

They touch... Softly, like a slow dance. The soft kisses continue till they are interruped by a annoying ringtone

" Shit..." price mumbles

It's his daughter he has to answer it

He talks to his daughter on the phone for a while. You recompose yourself setting his bathroom so he can have a shower afterwards

She makes a promise to herself to keep on acting normally, like nothing happend. That would be professional right?

He comes back and you announce

"Sir it's time for your bath"

Price is a bit confused by the sudden change of topic. He gets a bit disappointed

Maybe you regreted? However he caries on with the task

As you shower him he cracks jokes making you feel more confortable during the task. When he thinks the mood is apropriate he says

"Listen I don't want you to feel forced to please me just because you admire me or something. I get it. I'm too old for you. I'm not mad at you I just want you to feel confortab-

Suddently you interrupt Jonh's speech by sitting on his lap and kissing him. You two kiss in silence for about 5 minutes before both of you completely run out of breath. Keeping your foreheads connected, both trying to catch their breath.

"I thought..." Price starts

"I wanted to be professional. Sorry for making you feel unwanted"

He laughs.

"What are you laughing about?"

"I wanted to do that for so many weeks..."

You chuckle looking down at his lap

"I can tell"

Price closing his eyes realizing he has now a huge boner

"That is embarrassing"

You shift your hips on his lap so you can feel him. He grabs you hips with his good hand by reflex. He open his eyes, they are now darker with desire

"I wanted to be a gentleman and take you out to dinner first..." he says but he clearly doesn't want you to stop. He uses his hand in your hip to rock your hips together

A deep shy moan escape his lips

" We can do that later Jonh. But I think now we need to take care of your needs"

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Taglist: @sillylittlereader

#cod x reader #writers on tumblr #price smut #price x y/n #captain john price #john price #modern warfare x reader #modern warfare

[roadkillremi]

Don't tell Mom.

Uncle! Randy X F!Reader

MasterList

Warning :Mentions of Ghostface, Coming out, Mentions violence.

Summary : During the final showdown Randy, Sam, Sidney, Gale and Reader somehow save the day. Though Randy broke his ankle and Mindy begged him to stay over for awhile.

(Am I making Randy a dilf? Yes, Yes I am.)

You woke up in the guest room alone, you sighed sitting up. You knew he probably was up with Mindy all night. You put a robe around you and shuffled into the hallway. You made sure to stay silent as you walked towards the living room. Randy was fast asleep on the recliner, his mouth partially open. You gently kissed his forehead causing him to flutter open up his eyes.

"Hm?" He lightly groaned squinting at you. You gave him a soft smile, "I'm gonna make pancakes, okay?". He nodded before drifting back to sleep, you glanced over at Mindy who was propped up by pillows. She wore a tank top with bandages wrapped around her right shoulder. You made pancakes for the three of you. Martha was still at the hospital with Chad, his recovery wasn't as speedy. You grabbed the remote off the side table by the couch. You turned it on letting the Saturday cartoons play. Mindy sat up some narrowing her eyes towards you.

"Aunt Y/N?"

"Yeah?" You said peaking over from the kitchen. Mindy nodded, "Just making sure it's you.". She plopped back down drifting back to sleep. You found breakfast trays under one of the cabinets. You set two of them up, one for Mindy and one for Randy. You gently placed Randy's on his lap and ruffled his hair. You then got Mindy's, "Good morning you two.". Mindy glanced at you, "Too early.". You put the tray down on her lap, "It's 10 am.".

"I agree with her." Randy muttered. You put a hand on your hip, "Then you make breakfast.". Randy looked at his pancakes, "Second thought, I'm just gonna shut up.".

"How's your ankle, baby?" You asked gently. Randy chewed a bite of pancake, "Stings like a bitch.". You sighed, "I know, I'm sorry.". You went over to the side to give him a kiss.

"You two are so gross.." Mindy cringed. Randy smiled, "You'll get it when you're older. Besides it looked like you had a little girlfriend at that party.". Mindy went silent, "It was just Frances..".

"Is something wrong?" Randy tilted his head towards her. She shook her head, "I mean I'm out to my brother and friends. But Mom doesn't know.". Randy nodded, "I don't think she'll mind.".

"You're not mad?" Mindy asked quietly. Randy shook his head no, taking a bite of pancakes.

"It's none of my business who you love. Guy, Girl, Unicorn.".

Mindy smiled, "Thanks.". Randy shrugged, "Don't thank me for having common sense.". Mindy smiled to herself and took a giant bite of pancakes.

"But don't tell mom." Mindy added. Randy nodded, "Of course. But if you need help I'm here for you.".

"Question."

"Shoot."

"Did Y/N really throw a lamp at Billy Loomis when he stabbed you?". Mindy asked. Randy lightly chuckled, "Yeah, she kinda went ape shit.".

"Yeah that's what the stab movie portrayed.". Mindy said softly. Randy leaned back relaxing from his meal.

"Never seen it.".

"How you're in it?! But not really.". Mindy said.

"Did you see the actor they chose for me? Come on! Plus Y/N was way hotter than that chick. Here lemme show you.". He grabbed his phone scrolling through photos. Mindy stared at him, "Do you know how to use a smartphone?" She asked jokingly. Randy gave her a look, "Yes. I do. I'm not that old.". You came back in with two mugs of coffee.

"Here ya go". You gently placed Randy's coffee on the side table.

"Look at her! I found the picture from an SD card on one of her old cameras." Randy shoved the phone towards Mindy. Mindy squinted at the phone while taking the mug from you.

"Wow, Aunt Y/N you were way out of his league." Mindy said. You shook your head, "Stop showing people pictures of me.".

"She's barely aged too." Randy muttered turning off his phone.

"She used to carry this camcorder everywhere in college. She'd always take stupid pictures and photos of me.". You rolled your eyes.

"Randall Meeks get your ass up and clean up your mess.". You said walking into the kitchen. Randy grunted, "But my ankle!".

"You have a crutch use it."

"You heard her." Mindy said. Randy tried to get up, you walked in helping him get the crutch. You grabbed the breakfast tray and Randy grabbed his old cup from yesterday. Mindy watched the two of you with a smile.

"So you're moving out of California?" She called.

"Yeah!" You called back. Randy appeared in the doorway, "I have a new project in New York.". Mindy sat up, "No way! The college I applied for is in New York!". Randy smiled, "That's awesome!". You shooed Randy out of the doorway, he moved down the hall to the guest room. You took Mindy's breakfast tray, "Thanks" she smiled. You shrugged, "It's the least I can do.". You put the tray on the kitchen counter before walking back to the living room.

"How long are you and uncle Randy staying?" Mindy asked.

"I... I'm not sure." You said softly.

"However long we need to!" Randy called from the hall. You put a hand on your hip, "You just have to be in every conversation.". He smiled at you, "Yup". He gave you a kiss before sitting down.

#horror #scream #ghostface #randy meeks #randy meeks x reader #randy meeks x you #randy meeks smut #randy meeks scream #randy scream #billy loomis x y/n #ghostface!reader #billy loomis #billy loomis x stu macher x reader #billy loomis x you #billy loomis x reader #scream franchise #scream 2 #scream movies #scream 1996 #sidney prescott #mindy martin meeks #billy loomis x stu matcher #stu macher x you #stu macher x reader #stu matcher x reader #billy loomis x female reader #ghostface x y/n #ghostface x you #ghostface x reader #billy loomis x sidney prescott

[marksbear]

could you write a dom male reader or an oc x marc spector? They have one teen son (adopted or fostered) and maybe another younger son and the kids are chaotic but they all love each other. Marc still has DID so steven and jake have appeared in the past and sometimes still do but since he feels safe and happy its a rare happening and the reader or the oc have autism? The sons love to bicker but the older son is very protective of his whole family and maybe the youngest son gets bullied at school so the oldest steps up and beats the crap out of everyone including an asshole parent :] and marc and the male reader were at home finally having an off day alone and things were getting steamy untillllll the school calls them 🙈

Took me a minute to write this, but nonetheless I hope you still enjoy it! I hope I wrote everything that you asked sorry if not! I love writing stuff for dad reader it's so fun!

Os/n= Older son name.

S/n= Son name.

Warning! Cussing, Lemon/spicy, making out, school fight, badass son, detailed fight, blood mentioned, shoving, pushing, stomping, punching. Laid back dads!

Dom Dad dilf reader x Dad Marc spector

Marc wakes up slowly from all the noise and yelling from outside his bedroom. Marc peaks open his eyes looking to the side of him.The spot on the bed was empty and still warm. Marc sits up and stretch’s his body. After a while Marc stands up from the bed walking outside of his bedroom.

Marc steps into the living room and looks around.

His youngest son S/n was on the floor drawing as his older brother beside him messing with him.

“Dad!! Os/n keeps messing with me!” The younger son shouts putting his pencil down before pushing Os/n away from him.

“Os/n! Stop messing with your brother.” Y/n shouts back from inside the kitchen.

“I’m not even messing with you stop being a crybaby!” Os/n says rolling his eyes.

“Hi dad!” S/n says greeting Marc with a smile while Marc does the same “Hi kid.” Marc says going over to him and crouches down messing up his hair.Marc turns to his side looking at his oldest son and reaches out his hand ruffling his hair.

“You boys come eat alright.” Marc says one last time before getting up going inside the kitchen. Marc stares at Y/n watching as he put the food on the plates.

“Need any help?” Marc asks moving forward to Y/n. “Nahh… I got it.” Y/n answers before turning his head around.

“Good morning! I woke up very early.” Y/n says putting the last plate of food down and moves closer to Marc wrapping his arms around him.

“Good morning, and why didn’t you wake me up then after you woke up?” Marc questions with a raise brow.Y/n doesn’t answer only closing the distance between them kissing Marc deeply on the lips. Marc melts into the kiss moving both of his hands to Y/n’s shoulders.

Y/n moves his hands on Marc’s hips brining him close. Marc ruts his hips into Y/n’s crotch as they makeout.

“Ahem!” Os/n clears his throat as he covers his little brothers eyes.

The two adults pull away from each other looking at the teenager.

“Sorry kid.” Y/n apologizes letting go of Marc’s hips and turns back around getting the plates of food.Os/n moves his hand away from his little brothers eyes and follows his dad into the dinning room.

Y/n puts the plates on the table waiting for everyone else to be in their seats before sitting down.

As the family eat S/n rambles on to his family about his latest school project. “A-and also that my teacher says that I may win 1st place!”

“No one cares S/n” The oldest son blurts out teasingly rolling his eyes as well. “Shut up!” S/n responds back shoving his brother a little.Marc only rolls his eyes at the kids antics and continues eating as his husband Y/n pick and stare at his food.

“You guys are gonna miss the bus if y’all keep arguing and not eating.” Y/n says randomly with a smirk. The boys stared at their father thinking to themselves.

“Your dad’s right, I’m pretty sure the bus is already in the neighborhood.” Marc adds before standing up.

The boys scramble to their feet rushing out of the dinner table going straight to their rooms to get their things.Marc laughs at the sight and starts to make the boys their lunch putting it in their bags.Y/n still is at the dinner table finishing his breakfast before anything.

Os/n is done first picking up his bag back and stands by the door waiting for his brother. “S/n! Hurry up before I leave you!” Os/n shouts tapping his foot impatiently.

S/n rushes out his room trying to fix his hair as he scrambled to put his bag back on.Os/n opens the door pushing S/n out before turning to his parents. “Bye dads!” Both boys says at the same time. Both parents wave off their sons watching them leave.

Once the boys were on their way to the bus stop Marc shuts the door and turns around to Y/n.

“You didn’t have to lie to them.” Marc says with a light chuckle walking back to his seat at the breakfast table.

“ I know… I just wanted us to have some alone time. And especially when we adopt a new baby.” Y/n says with a smile reaching out his hand to Marc’s thigh.“We’re gonna need all the time we can get. Even if that means lying to our kids about the bus almost being here.” Y/n adds in leaning in close to kiss Marc.

Marc closes the distance kissing Y/n on the lips passionately.

Y/n melts in the kiss standing up slowly from his chair as Marc does the same. Marc leans against the table as Y/n is in front of him holding onto his waist. Marc sits on the edge of the table wrapping his legs around Y/n’s hips.

Y/n wraps his arms Marc’s lower back holding him tight and close.

TIMESKIP

It was in the middle of the day of school only a few more class periods left and they’ll be done with the day.

Os/n walked around the halls with his friend group going to their next destination.

“And I’m telling you guys she was so fucking hot—“ Os/n gets cut off by bumping into someone.

“The fuck? What the hell.” Os/n breathes out looking around looking at the large crowd he just bumped into.

As Os/n and his friends push past the crowd trying to see what’s going on Os/n heat drops.

S/n bag back and his things were scrambled around the floor.

“Hey Os/n isn’t this your brothers bag?” One of his friends questions as she picks up the bag back and some of its stuff.

Os/n only tunes her out and feeling more determined to figure out what’s going on he pushes people out of his way.

“Get out of my way!” Os/n shouts pushing and shoving people.

Os/n steps in the middle of the circle of the source.

Os/n’s hands closes into a tight fist as his knuckles turns white.

S/n was on against the locker tears running down out of his eyes as kids no doubly bigger than him push and hit him.

Os/n drops his bag back running up to the group of guys grabbing onto the nearest guy shoulder spinning him around and punching him square in the face.

With the new found adrenaline Os/n moves around the boys fighting every single one of them.

Os/n fist flared around punching the boys where it would hurt the most.

As S/n leaned against the locker weakly as he watch his brother fight like hell.

Even though Os/n was clearly out numbered he still fought hard and clearly winning.

Once their was only one man left probably the leader Os/n pounced on him tackling him to the ground as he punch him in the floor repeatedly.

His hits were repeatedly aimed at the face and head even sometimes yanking the boy by his hair and slamming his head back down. Os/n fist were bruised and bloody as he punch the boy again and again. Os/n was on a rampage as he got off the boy and kicked him dead in the stomach.

As teachers run to the scene Os/n fights the boys who got back on their feet sending them back on the ground.

Finally once S/n went back to reality he pushed himself off the lockers and runs to his brother pulling him away as well as the teachers.

The kids who was recording and the others ran away the scene screaming and talking about it.

Teachers quickly pull Os/n and S/n out of the crowd and straight to the office.

TINY LITTLE TIMESKIP.

Both brothers sat side by side inside the front office waiting to be called in.

A parent probably one of the boys Os/n messed up was inside the office walked back and forth stressed.

“Is my boy going to be okay!?! I mean have you saw what that monster did to his face!” The parent screamed having no clue that the monster he’s talking about was in the same room.

“Sir please calm down—“ One of the staff says but gets cut off by the dad again.

“Calm down!?! How do you expect me to clam down especially knowing that some monster fought my kid! I swear to god if I meet that boy’s parents I swear! Who is that boys parents? Animals!?! Because obviously they aren’t real ones.”

The dad exclaims catching Os/n attention.

S/n side eyes looking at his older brothers pissed off face already knowing what’s going to happen.

“Hey asshole! What did you just say about my parents?” Os/n questions with a shout standing up from his chair. “Usually I don’t ask questions, but this time I wanna hear you say it.” Os/n adds walking closer to the parent unfolding his arms.

“So your the boy who stared all of this… Wow I can’t believe you or your idiotic parents—“ the man gets cut off by a fist swinging out out no where connecting to his cheek.

The father head turns to the side in pain and shock.

Os/n wastes no time to punch the man right in the stomach causing the man to hunch over. Os/n hand reaches out to the back of the man’s head grabbing onto his hair tightly before slamming it onto the wall.

Immediately staff pulls Os/n back as S/n grabs both of their things following them into a different room.

Once the adults left the room so it’s only the brothers in there S/n begins to panic.

“What if we get in trouble! Dads are gonna be so pissed! What if you get in jail!—“ S/n nervously blurts out but gets cut off by a pair of arms hugging him tightly.

In the room only soft sniffles could be heard as Os/n cry’s softly onto his brother. “I-I was so scared for you… I’m sorry that I wasn’t there fast enough.” Os/n says weakly as the guilt settles.

“W-were not gonna get in trouble alright. So don’t be scared alright dork.” Os/n says giving S/n a light kiss on the head.

WITH Y/N AND MARC

“Ohh!~ fuck Y/n!~ Hurry up and give it to me!~” Marc moans out as he laid on the bed legs out spread. Y/n held onto Marc’s thighs as he slowly moved the tip of his cock inside of Marc’s hole.

*Ring!!*

The men look away from each other at the phone of the dresser.

“Ignore it!~ HmMm please!~” Marc moans out as he grinds his ass against Y/n’s cock.“You know I can’t.” Y/n responds back rolling his eyes a little before reaching out to the night stand picking up the phone.

“Hello?” Y/n questions as he uses his free hand to jerk Marc off.

“Yes I am their father…” Y/n answers giving Marc a worried look.

“Mhm. Uhm yes I’ll be there with my husband.” Y/n says hanging up the phone.

“School called… And Os/n got into a very serious fight. They even said he fought a kids dad.” Y/n let’s go of Marc’s cock and moves off the bed walking into the closet getting clothes for the both of them.

“Looks like we’re gonna have to continue this later.” Marc says getting up from the bed.“Yeah… sorry.” Y/n apologizes as he puts underwear and pants on.

Marc cups Y/n face in his hands smiling at him.

“It’s not your fault Y/n…” Marc says giving Y/n a light kiss.

TIMESKIP

Marc and Y/n walked inside the office looking around for their kids.

Y/n takes a mental note of how messed up a group of boys and even a man looks.

“Fuck Os/n” Y/n thinks to himself before looking at the principles. The principles able gestures the man inside. With one last look at each other Marc and Y/n steps inside the office.

“Sorry if you two were busy.” The principles says looking at the both of them. Y/n shakes his head no with a smile taking a seat by Os/n as Marc sits by S/n.“The woman on the phone already gave me a run down about what’s going on so could we just go straight to the chase.” Y/n says as Marc talks to their sons getting their side of the story.

“We’ll witness says that S/n was getting bullied and his brother came and saved him, so the punishment won’t be to bad—“

“Punishment? You just said it yourself my son was getting bullied and his brother came and save him since everyone else wasn’t doing anything.” Y/n cuts off the man.

“I know Mr L/n, but there’s no excuse as to why Os/n fought an adult.”

“Because he was talking shit about me and my family!” Os/n exclaims.

“Can’t we just negotiate a reasonable punishment for my son and the other kids please.” Marc says as Y/n agrees. “If that what you’d two like to do.”

“Yes we’ll like that a lot.” Y/n says before adding “Could we host a meeting tomorrow here. It will be easier to talk to all the parents since some is probably working now.”

The principle nods and types in his computer probably documenting this.

“Well then… See you tomorrow. Nice talking with you and please tell the father that my son fought that I say my deepest apologies.” Marc says with a fake nice tone before standing up with the rest of his family leaving.

Once the family is leaving the school and at the parking lot waking to the car Marc breaks the silence.

“So I see you used some of my moves huh?” Marc teases looking at Os/n

“No! I was using my own moves you should had saw!”

THE END

#marc spector x male reader #marc spector x reader #marc spector #moonknight x male reader #moon knight #marvel x reader #marvel x male reader #x male reader #x dad reader #x Dilf reader #male reader #x dom reader #x dom male reader #the bear club

[theemporium]

I think we moved on from professor seb too fast, I think we should talk about him bending you over his desk (because the paperwork isn’t important anyways, why can’t they just move the faculty entirely digital #savethetrees) and fucks you just hard enough that you will feel him for the rest of your lectures that day

Professor seb who is a dilf who’s babysitter canceled last minute so his children are parked in the first row of the lecture hall where he can keep an eye on them except brilliant student reader always sits there, only for her to spend the lecture coloring with his little ones while still paying attention and asking better questions than every student past the third row combined and he knows right then and there that he wants to breed her full

or professor seb with age gap wife reader who studies something different at the university he teaches at or is already done and just goes to visit her husband, only for some students to see her leave his office well fucked and spreading the rumors about professor vettel giving extra credit for a fuck that get squashed when you have to interrupt a lecture he gives to bring him his keys or something, with a chubby toddler on your hip who’s curls are golden just like his daddy’s

NO BECAUSE HEAR ME OUT

you were hooking up with him and everything but maybe almost getting caught made him put his foot down and put an end to the relationship. he doesn’t want to risk you getting into trouble, he doesn’t want it to backfire on you and it was incredibly stupid for yous to let it go on as long as it did

but you’re pissed. because this is beyond just hooking up, what yous had was deeper and the fact he’s not acknowledging it hurts so you decide to wind him up and push back a little

now suddenly you’re in another class that’s in just before his. maybe it’s ended and everyone’s packing up and leaving and seb is just waiting before he goes in to set up. but it’s been fifteen minutes and professor webber still hasn’t come out yet

so he peaks in and he sees you there. he sees you talking about to professor webber with a smile on your face. he sees the way your hand reaches out to touch his arm. he sees the way you flush under whatever compliment webber has just given you. he sees it all and he knows what you’re doing but he can’t fucking handle it

and now his class is cancelled and you’re bent over his office desk and he doesn’t fucking stop until it’s on his name you can say over and over and over again. he doesn’t stop until he’s convinced you’ll still be leaking the next time you’re in webber’s class. he doesn’t stop until he’s fully made you his because that’s what you are and he will be damned if you ever forget that again🫠

#cece answers #professor!sebastian #sebastian.thots

[goo-berz]

Rating every Vampire Emoji

We all know how sexy hot vampires are, so here I am.. rating every emoji of a vampire to see if they're as sexy hot...

Apple

They're okay.. It's apple, it's just okay.. except for that hair girl u need a better haircut maybe get some layers in. This is one of the only few that's actually white white, which is an interesting choice, but I'm not sure how I feel about the dark-skin variant... it's a little, uh... 4/10

Google

Guys hear me out... he/they is kinda bad tho.. it can be argued the art isnt as good as Apple, but I'm not rating this on good art, I'm rating this on sexyness, and this is a sexy vampire. The hair is so fluffy.. and that widows peak, hot damn! If I walked into a mansion and this vampire insisted I stayed for the night I would stay no questions asked. Tbh I'd get down on my knees and beg him to bite my neck. 10/10

Samsung

looks too much like a 7 year old with an ugly ass orange vest, and I dont vibe with a vampire that wears an orange vest. 0/10

Microsoft

Looks like he's 50, could be a dilf... I'm not typically into dilfs but if you're a loving father and a vampire I WANT YOU SO BADLY. but i can't do higher cause the collar and vest are two different colors of red, what the fuck 7/10

Windows

The collar looks like a medal.... a medal for what... sucking men? 2/10

WhatsApp

This alone could replace the LGBT flag and it would represent us.. what the fuck, this is the gay whore emoji... you can TELL he enjoys men 6/10

Twitter

I love the huge goofy teeth, I don't think they're that sexy. I have to be honest, also a twink.. Imma give it like a 5.. would have been 4 but I love the fat fucking teeth. 5/10

Facebook

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This just reminds me of the apple one, idk why its just the vibe.. only different is it lacks pizzazz and it looks like a weird fucking butler with that out of place bowtie.. when in the world has a vampire worn a bowtie? 3/10

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Loving Mr. Munson-

Dilf Eddie x reader

Part 4- Hawkins High Reunion

🛑Mature content- 18+Minors DNI!🛑

TW: Eddie is in his 40’s , reader is in her mid 20’, always consensual, unprotected p in v ( always wrap before you tap), Eddie as always being his sexy self.

Disclaimer- this is purely self indulgent, I know that high schools don’t typically get together for a “25” reunion, but since this world is make believe we are going to have a 25th reunion- mostly because Dilf Eddie is flipping hot and I want to see Jason Carver shake in his shorts when his wife Chrissy catches a glimpse of everybody’s favorite Dilf in the second part of this. But for now I hope you enjoy . P.S- I probably could have done a better job proofreading, sorry in advance for any mistakes ❤️ As always thanks for reading ! Comments and re-blogs warm my smutty little heart ❤️

Eddie wasn't going to go to his high school reunion, but has a little more incentive now that he is with you. Time to take a trip to Hawkins to meet the gang.

" I'm so freaking excited!" You stand at the window of your apartment looking out, waiting for Eddie to arrive. This weekend he was taking you away, this weekend you would be meeting all of his friends, and go back to Eddie's old hometown, Hawkins Indiana.

He had hemmed and hawed, he wanted the opportunity to hang out with his friends, even his high school friends that weren't " The Class of 86" had coordinated to be there so that they would have a nice long weekend to catch up. With everyone having their own lives, work children it made it damn near impossible for them all to meet up regularly, it had been a very long time. That was the part Eddie was excited about, the reunion, not so much. Weeks earlier you had had a discussion with him about it.

" Why should I go? Those people fucking hated me, they called me a freak."

" You are a freak, a freak in the sheets." You slap his ass as you walk past him in the bedroom heading to his drawer to take out the cropped Iron Maiden shirt that you have since claimed as your own.

" Oh Sweetheart you have no fucking idea." He smiled devilishly at you.

" I am intrigued..." You slide the shirt over your naked chest . " Would you care to elaborate?"

" Later Princess, I promise, right now I just need to make a decision on whether or not I go to the reunion-"

" Of course your going to go! " You take his handsome face in your hands and place a soft kiss to his lips." Your fucking amazing Eddie Munson, and it's time you realize it. You were a young, single father that raised a child on his own, worked numerous jobs to keep him fed and clothed, keep a roof over his head. On top of that you started your own business, your own shop, sent your kid off to college, he was the first Munson to go to college, you did that, if that isn't success I don't know what is!! " You run your hands down his hard sculpted chest,stomach and Abs, admiring the artwork that was permanently imprinted into his skin. His chest, torso, arms and back were covered, and you absolutely loved it, it was so goddamn sexy. " And I bet that no one there will be as fucking hot as you are." You lean in and kiss his neck, hear him purr. " Your going to strut your fine ass into that gymnasium and their chins are going to drop when they see the sexy fucker that walks through that door." You nibble on his ear. " The women are going to look at their balding , out of shape husbands that peaked in high school and then slowly went downhill after that and wish that they had never picked on you."

" They are going to be looking at the fucking smoke show on my arm and wonder how I ever scored a girl like that."

" I'll tell them if they ask that not only are you a sweet, amazing human being, but you have a massive-"

Eddie laughed." Jesus Christ Darlin you don't need to be spreading rumors about my dick."

" Who said anything about your dick? I was talking about your massive heart." You pulled away and winked at him. "So you are going to call Steve and Nancy and tell them you are going to the reunion?"

Eddie sighed." Yes, I will go."

" Perfect!" Now back to the freak in the sheets comment...."

And now the weeks had passed and it was finally time to go. You had briefly met members of his friend group over the years ,heard Robbie talk about Uncle Steve, Uncle Dusty, but this would be a great opportunity to really connect with them, and get the real dirt on high school Eddie Munson.

You hear the rumble of an engine and you look down to see Eddie's black 1970 Chevy Chevelle, the sexiest car you had ever seen pulling into a parking space in front of your building.

" He's here!" You have butterflies in your belly as you watch him get out of the car and walk to the entrance of your apartment.

Your roommate Lisa comes running to the window," That car is so sweet! God, your so lucky. Eddie is quite a guy, you definitely upgraded."

" 1000% . He really knows how to treat a lady, he's such a gentleman." There was a knock on the door and you rush to open it and when you do you are scooped up and spun around, his warm full lips placed on yours.

" Hey Sweetheart, ready to go?" He looked over and flashed a smile at Lisa. " Hi Lisa, how's it going?"

" Going great Eddie, thanks for asking!" Lisa smiled back. " She has had her bags packed for days you know, she even made me sit through a fashion show so that I could help her pick out ' the perfect outfit' for the reunion."

" You look perfect in everything you wear Princess," he leaned in close to your ear, his breath tickling your neck. "But you look your best wearing nothing at all."  He pulled away and winked.

You smiled, your heart melting." That would not be an option for the reunion, Mr. Munson, after perhaps..."

" It will give me incentive to make it through the night." He slapped your ass. " These bags yours Dollface?" He hefted one," Holy shit Baby, what do you have in here? Your entire wardrobe?" He laughed.

" A girl has to have options Eddie, and accessories, and shoes and makeup-"

" Your fucking gorgeous, you don't need makeup."

You shrug. " It makes me feel pretty."

" Whatever makes you happy Sweetheart." He picks up the rest of your bags. " Ready ?"

" Ready!" You wave to your roommate, "Bye Lisa!"

" Bye Lisa!" Eddie echoes.

" Bye guys! Have fun!"

" I'm sure we will!"

Eddie stood aside ." Ladies first."

" Why thank you sir." You took the lead opening and closing doors since the poor man had his hands full of your luggage. When you got down to the car you stood in awe at its polished glory.

" This car is beautiful. "

" That she is. Black Beauty only comes out of storage for special occasions. Shit- my keys are in my pocket, can you grab them for me babe?"

You smirk at him. " Are those your keys in your pocket Mr. Munson or are you just happy to see me?" You walk up behind him,slipping your hand inside his left pocket, you knew the keys weren't in there but you brushed your fingertips lightly over the bulge in his pants. "Oops, pardon me."

" Your a fucking Minx."

" It was a simple mistake." You whispered in his ear, then reached into his right pocket to pull out the keys. "Got 'em." You quickly unlock the trunk ." Baby your bringing your guitar?" You ask staring at his amp.

He looks at you almost bashfully."Yeah, ya know in case any of my Corroded Coffin buddies show up." He carefully places your bags inside. " Is that lame?"

" Absolutely not! I would love to hear you play! I'm surprised I haven't yet."

" I'm a little rusty-"

" I'm sure you are still amazing at it." You smile at him and he smiles back. You love it when he smiles and the corners of his eyes crinkle and his dimples show. It makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. " I am so excited!"

" Ready to head out Sweetness?"

" Absolutely."

Eddie leaned forward and gave you a sweet kiss before slapping your ass and winking. " Let me get the door for ya Sweetcheeks." He opened the door for you and you slid inside. Black leather seats, shiny silver skull shifting knob,the interior was totally immaculate. Despite the cars age it still had the new car smell. You turned to check out the back seat as Eddie got in, you saw his guitar case laid across his black leather bench seat. " Baby, this car is amazing. I feel honored just to ride in it."

" I'm hoping by the end of the weekend I will have fucked you in it."

" That is an even bigger honor." You smirked and buckled yourself in.

You swooned as Eddie looked over his shoulder , arm draped over the back of the seat, to back out of his parking spot, then swooned again as he hopped on the interstate, one hand on the steering wheel , the other on the silver skull ,smoothly shifting from one gear to the next. His hair was blowing wildly in the breeze as you rode windows down music blaring. Eddie was singing along, occasionally tapping the steering wheel, hand on your knee when it wasn't shifting.He was a vision in a sleeveless,faded Metallica shirt.You couldn't take your eyes off him.

" Your sexy as hell Munson."

He looked over at you and smiled. "Even for an old fucking man?" He winked.

You smiled ." You got better with age."

" I don't know about that."

" Hope your friends have pictures of you. Do you think they have yearbooks?" You asked excitedly.

" There wouldn't be many pictures of me in the yearbook Sweetheart, I told you, I was a fucking outcast."

" But you were in a club weren't you?"

" The Hellfire Club. With a bunch of other social rejects, also known as my best friends."

" What kind of club was it again?"

" Dungeons and Dragons."

" No shit! I always wanted to play."

He looked over at you eyebrows raised." Really?"

" Yes , really." You smile again. " who was your, what's it called? Dragon Master?"

Eddie chuckled. " Dungeon Master. Your looking at him."

You gasped." For real? You like ran the game?"

Eddie smiled." I came up with the campaigns, had handbooks, strategy guides, like really fuckin got into it. I was maybe a tad dramatic-"

" I wish I could have seen you in action! Damn! Do you think you guys would ever play for old times sake?" You leaned in. " I have been having sex with a dungeon master this whole time and never knew it! "

He laughed." The secret is out now Princess. I will now expect you to call me Master in the bedroom." He smirked.

" I will call you whatever you want Baby."

" Fuck Sweetheart."

You laugh. " Ok, can you run over who's who again with me, I want to know as much as I can about your friends, and we have about an hour? Feed my brain with information Munson."

For the next hour he reviewed everything with you, who his friends were, how they met , pertinent information about each one, spouse, children, occupation etc, until you had it down. You wanted to show him how interested you were, how much you cared. These people meant a lot to him.

Time flew by and before you knew it you were pulling into the only Hotel in Hawkins, The Hawkins Inn- It was quaint and the room was very cute. You dropped off all of your things then headed directly to Steve Harrington's house.

It wasn't exactly a house, the place was more like a mansion. Steve Harrington had taken over his father's business and had done Very well for himself. He had come a long way since slinging ice cream and renting out movies, and his wife Nancy, was a journalist. They had four children, 2 boys and two girls ages ranging from 17-13 .

Eddie was positively giddy as he parked the car infront of a giant garage. " I can't wait for you to meet everyone."

He hopped out of the car and came around to open your door." M'Lady."

You climbed out and took his hand.

The two of you hadn't even made it halfway up the walkway when the door opened. Steve Harrington jogged down the path, followed by who you assumed were Dustin, Mike and Lucas. You let go of his hand and stayed back, smiling as you watch him reunite with his friends.

" Well who do we got here? " Steve smiled and gave Eddie a hug. " How the hell are ya Munson? It's good to finally see you!"

" Good to see you too man!" He beamed, patting the other man on the back then pulling away.  He turned to the other three. " It's the fucking Shrimp Squad. It's so fucking good to see you guys."

A man with curly hair smiled." Jesus Christ Eddie, we are almost 40 years old and and your still calling us that?"

" Dustin Henderson,You will forever and always be the Shrimp squad to me regardless of how old you are."

You watched these grown men greet each other with smiles and warm embraces and it melted your heart. His friends smiled and accepted you into the group with open arms. Once inside you met their spouses, Nancy, Suzie ,Max and El, as well as Robin . They all were welcoming and eager to meet you.

Once the introductions were over you all gathered in the giant living room where you all sat and chatted. Eddie was truly in his element surrounded by his friends.

Nancy sat beside you carefully placing a "Hawkins High class of 1986." Yearbook in your lap." I thought you might want to see this." She smirked.

My heart leapt." Oh my god! Thank you!" You quickly flipped through the pages and found him. Edward Munson. " Oh my god! He was fucking adorable!" You commented and Nancy chuckled.

His yearbook quote was," This is my year, 86 baby."

" Are there more pictures?"

Nancy quickly flipped to a page with school clubs on it and there was a picture of the Hellfire club, all wearing their matching shirts, Eddie of course had his tongue sticking out in the picture. " Oh my god, I love it!!"

" You are really going to love this," Nancy quickly turned the pages and opened to a picture of Eddie and his band 'Corroded Coffin' playing at the school talent show. Eddie had his foot up on his amp and had an intense look on his face. " He was so hot!"

" They won first place in the talent show. We were shocked that they even entered, it being a ' school event ' and all. You see he was kind of a pariah by everyone else's standards,he didn't typically take part in school activities. He was known for hopping up on lunchroom tables and ranting about forced conformity."

You laughed." So he was a little dramatic?"

" He was, but he found other kids that were awkward, outcasts and took them under his wing. Hence this strange group of friends was formed."

" I love how they are still so close."  You looked back down at the picture in the yearbook. It was crazy how much Robbie looked like Eddie in these pictures.

Nancy smiled. " He's seems so happy. You have done that. He deserves it."

" He is amazing." You gush, looking over at him, your eyes meet and he winks." I have never been happier."

Robin walks over and plops down on the couch beside you, handing you a glass of wine. “ I’m glad you talked him into coming, this is great. Look at them, it’s like they were in high school again.” She took a sip of her own wine. “ People are going to shit there pants when they see him. He looks so good. You make him happy, that makes me happy.” She gave you a sloppy side hug,it was obvious that the wine was starting to kick in.” You’re so cute, and sweet ,it’s no wonder he’s so in love with you.”

Your heart fluttered. Had he really told them he loved you? “ The , uh feeling is mutual.”

The night carried on and it was wonderful, talking and eating and laughing. You loved listening their stories, watching Eddie laugh and talk excitedly, hands flailing around. These were his people, and they were good people.

As the night drew to a close and his friends were were all starting to crawl up to the room that they were occupying at Steve’s house,Eddie came up behind you and wrapped you in his arms. His warm , whiskey tinged breath tickled your neck. “ Sweetheart?”

“ Yeah baby?”

“ Thank you.”

“ For what Eds?”

“ For talking me into coming. This, this has been amazing. “ he snuggled into your neck.

“ This has been wonderful. Your friends are great.” You felt his arms pull you closer, his warm lips just under your ear.” I think it’s time for us to head back to the hotel baby.”

“ I think your right, I think I can’t wait to put my hands and my mouth all over you.” He whispered.

You blushed.” Where are your keys?”

“ Maybe they are in my pocket? Maybe you should reach inside and check like you did earlier?”

“ If I did that, Edward, you would be walking around your friends home with a very inappropriate bulge in your pants.” You whispered back.

Eddie laughed.” You right. The keys are over on the stand by the door. I think it would be best if you drove.”

“ You want me to drive Black Beauty?”

“ Yes Princess. I know from experience that you know how to handle a stick.”

It was your turn to laugh. “ I will do my best.”

“ I hope I am not interrupting anything-“ Steve slowly walks over. “ Why don’t you guys just stay here tonight? I have plenty of room-“

“ Thanks for the offer Harrington, but I think my Sweetheart and I are going to need some alone time, and I wouldn’t want to scar anyone for life with the sounds coming out of our bedroom, I mean there are children in the house.” Eddie smirked, you blushed.

Steve shook his head , unphased and looked at you.” So have you met Whisky Eddie yet? In case you haven’t noticed he is a horny Motherfucker.”

“ I gathered that. I had best get him back to the hotel.”

“ Are you ok to drive?”

“ Oh yeah, I have only had one glass of wine and that was hours ago.”

“ Ok, oh and Eddie, if you get thrown out the Hawkins Inn for noise complaints you will always have room for you here, downstairs, where no one will here you.”

“ Your a good friend Steve.” Eddie saluted him. You all said your goodbyes and you made your way back to the hotel.

You barely made it through the door to your room when Eddie attacked you, his mouth devouring yours, his hands undressing you. He needed you , wanted you so desperately that he didn’t waste any time. You clawed at his clothes, only pulling away long enough to remove the garments.

“ I want you so fucking bad,” he growled, pressing you up against the wall, his forehead resting against yours.

“ Please Eddie,” you whined, your body throbbing, pulsing with need.” Please take me. I need to feel you inside me. Please I can’t -“

He crushed his lips against yours,lifted you up and you wrapped your body around him. He slowly lowered you down onto his aching cock and the groans that escaped your mouths was almost pornographic, low and guttural.

“ You feel so fucking good baby, so fucking good-“ he drove up into you making you gasp.” You were made for me, your mine-“ he panted into your ear as he fucked you into the wall.

“ I’m yours Eddie, only yours,” you moaned, and wound your hands into his hair giving it a tug.

“ Fuck-“

You smirked and tugged again, and you reeled as he thrusted even further into you. “ Eddie, oh god,-“ he was pounding into your core, into that soft spot inside you, and you could feel your body igniting. “ Eddie I- I’m-“

“ I’ve got you sweet girl, go ahead and fall apart for me, cum for me.”

You cried out his name again as your orgasm slammed through you and clung to him whimpering as you came down from your high.

“ That’s a good girl, that’s my good fucking girl.” He whispered into your ear as he chased his own release, the sweet sounds spilling from your lips sending him over the edge, his body shuttering against yours.

You brushed his sweaty hair from his face and kissed his neck as he panted, catching his breath.” I love you Eddie Munson.” You murmured into his ear.

He quickly pulled back , breath shaky and he searched your love drunk eyes.

You took his face in your hands .” I love you Edward Munson, with all of my heart.”

He leaned forward and placed a light sweet kiss to your lips.” I love you, so fucking much.”

You smiled as you looked into his beautiful eyes. “ You’re mine.”

“ Forever.” He ran his thumb over your lips and kissed them again.

When he pulled away you giggled.” I’d hate to ruin this beautiful moment but baby, the light switch on the wall is jabbing into my ass cheek.”

“ Oh shit! Sorry Sweetheart. “ he carefully pulled you away from the wall and held you until your legs were no longer wobbly.” I , uh got a little carried away there Darling. I should have checked the wall or at least fucked you on the bed, like a proper gentleman would.”

“ I like it when you manhandle me. I like being in your strong arms. Your the only man I’ve been with that has had the the strength to pick my fat ass up-“

“ Princess, your ass, your body is perfect. You are absolutely perfect.”

“ You are too Mr. Munson, your perfect and your mine. Remember that tomorrow when you come face to face with your high school crush Chrissy Cunningham-“

“ Who told you about Chrissy?”

“ A little birdie.”

“ A Robin?” Eddie chuckled.” Don’t worry Dollface, I only have eyes for you.”

Be on the lookout for part two of Dilf!Eddie x reader Hawkins High reunion!

As always comments , feedback and reblogs are always appreciated! Don’t be shy, I love to hear what you think !

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@stoned-anime-babe submitted: I know you don’t like writing bakugo really so it’s completely ok if you say no but can we have some more of dilf bakugo please 🥺 like I said it’s ok to say no completely and I’ll understand, I just figured I’d ask and if he’s a no would you maybe write some more dilf kirishma 🥺 I love that sweet manly rock so much😩😩

Hello honey bun.

Its not that I don't like writing Katsuki, its just, if I write him, he's gonna 9/10 be an absolutely duche bag. Sometimes (rarely) I feel like being nice to him. DILF Katsuki is me being nice.

Next time I'll be nice is 6-8 months from now.

DILF EIJIRO HOWEVER....

You've got to wait on him. Not for long tho. He's being brewed up. But I can give yall a sneak peak if you want?

#submission #glitch1d appreciations #glitch1d questions

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When DILFS collide pt2

PART 2.

1.5K WORDS

WARNING NSFW.

cw: Overstimulation, mlm..? , Ruined *rgasm, spitting into mouth, choking, Vulgar lang (b*tch, c*nt, etc.) TOJI BEING NASTIII, MIGUEL BEIN NASTII BACK?? ladies n gents this is peak dilf.

AN: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE LIKES GUY AND REBLOGS AAAA didn't think pt1 would get sm love omigosh also sorry about delay was busy here you guys go!!

hope you enjoy~ :> 🦇

Let us continue! 

Toji had stared at Miguel with a very smug expression, his pants balled at his ankles shirt off, you both fully nude and sweating.

Miguel was seething with rage.

“I-I- -I” you desperately tried to find words to explain how you got here.

“Well if you’re just gonna stand there and watch you might as well grab a chair you fucking cuck.” Toji sneers. You looked up at him then Miguel.

Miguel let out one harsh sigh before he shut his office door and locked it. He didn’t look at you, his molasses colored eyes only bore into the Jade ones above you. Once on the other side of the desk where your face was Miguel stopped and huffed one last time.

He looked at Toji again, then down at you.

“I’ll teach you to disrespect me like this y/n.”

He puffs his chest out. His suit (being the hologram that it was) switched off and his dick was at full mast. He was already leaking and it looked about as mad as him. You hummed in approval, laying your head back down against the desk, fluttering your eyes at it. Toji grins, He latches onto one of your breats; palming it while so and kept fucking you. You gasped and opened your mouth which Miguel took as an invite to slip his dick into. He groans as he feels your hit mouth engulf him, pushing his way to the back of your throat.

“Feel good, yeah?” Toji looks up at the other large man. MIguel only grunts in response, which AGAIN Toji did not like. Toji’s arm moves from your hip dip to grab Miguel’s jaw tightly.

“I asked you something.” He glared and this time it wasn’t playful, almost as if he wanted to fight him. Miguel’s arm grabs at Toji’s as he hisses, both their thrusts didn’t cease meaning you were still very much getting fucked but this scene above you was more arousing than anything.

“Let fucking go of me.” Miguel growls, Toji just smiles and slides his fingers to the back of Miguel’s neck. He leans in really close, close enough that you see the fog coming out of each of their mouths. Both their eyes fluttered and Toji swallows thickly.

“Fuck.” he breathes out and leans down to you leaving Miguel to make a sour face. Toji hips ram into you sound of skin slapping bounced off the walls, and Miguel’s shallow thrusts deeped. You clawed at his muscular thighs as your claves began squeezing Toji’s torso. This was so much. The way Miguel's cock would occasionally slide out of your mouth to give you a few seconds of air, immediately sliding back in with ease with how wet you’d gotten him. Drool pooling out of your mouth, his balls smacking against your face, each vein rubbing against your cheek. Toji using his rough hands to rub small quick circles against your very puffy clit that looked like it’d been crying. You were overstimulated and overwhelmed, every sense was pushed to its edge. You whimper and choke around Miguels’ cock gagging every now and then.

“Mierda, amorcita.” Miguel sighs out softly, he looks so amazing. Sweating and his brows furrowed with pleasure. Toji was admiring the both of you, usually he likes to spit into his girls mouth while fucking her seeing that you were busy he went for the next best option. He reaches back for Miguel's face, shocking him and almost snapping him out of his current ecstasy trip.

“C’mere.” He rasps out to the man. Clearly hesitating, Miguel leans in once again. Toji’s lip gloss and he smiles turning his head to the side his tongue flips out, so does Miguels.. And then they kiss? Miguel had pulled off him and out of your mouth, before going back to Toji pushing tongue against another fighting for dominance. He began jerking off moaning and picking up pace for each second he spent kissing Toji. It shocked you, and turned you on why? You don’t know but-

“Oh fuck.” you whimpered. “G’nna I’m gonna cum ohmygosh..” you wheezed. Toji broke from the sloppy kiss having a line of spit connected from them.

“Go ahead baby fuck, cmon do us a big favor and make a mess on my cock mm?” Toji squeezes out, thread snapping once more you squeak into silence and cream around his cock. Toji stirring around to push your orgasm as far as it would reach. You shiver and shake a bit before Toji leans down hugging you and moaning into your ears again, you feel him twitching inside of you, "sucha' good bitch for me." he slurs together definitely painting your walls white. You wrapped your legs around him again and turned his face towards you for a kiss.

Miguel’s face was bright red, “god dammit I’m gonna-” he moans out. Without missing a beat Toji moved his face from yours and stuck his tongue out and opened his mouth wide looking up at Miguel and smiling. Miguel could not take it anymore.

“GOD fucking oh fuh fuck!.” he longs out, each twitch shot a rope on the tongue hanging out for it, Toji hums delightfully as he leaned closer to Miguel’s dick, he held as much as he could in his mouth closing it and squeezed your jaw, a signal for you to open. You did and he spat out Miguel’s load onto your tongue.

So gross. So hot.

You swallow instinctively and hum against Toji’s neck peppering kisses here and there. You go to try and snuggle a bit before he leans back up.

“You think we’re done?” he questions. “Nah bitch, we are just gettin’ started.” He grins almost devilishly. Your eyes widen again before looking at both men's dicks' just as hard as they were minutes ago.

God knows how long the three of you were at it, the room reeked of sex and essence, but none of you could be bothered. Miguel has you in a full nelson-kind of position while he sat on the floor, pounding into you from below while he held your mouth open for Toji to use. Your chest was paintined with each man’s cum, your light makeup you usually did for patrols was fucking ruined. Both men’s dick’s were beyond wet and it had even started dripping down to their thighs down their balls. Your pussy felt numb from the beating it’s been taking but you couldn’t help but want more and more of them.

“C’mon you fucking tough guy, go ahead and blow your load.” Miguel taunts lightly, Toji’s eyes were half lidded as he huffed.

“Fuck up. Fuck hah i’ll cum when im good and ready.” Toji hissed that last part.

“Can’t be because you’ve run dry, huh old man?” miguel continues his teasing, you were circling Toji’s tip the best you could with your mushy brain, licking it and kissing it. Miguel without any warning forced your head down forming a guttural moan from Toji, he then grabbed a fist of your hair and fucked your face on Toji’s cock.

“FUCK, fuckin’ slow down god dammit.” Toji’s dick gave a twitch and you whimper out getting ready for toji’s load to blow out. Miguel pulled your head off and grabbed your throat tightly. Totally ripping Toji’s orgasm from him, he then began pumping the man, quickly squeezing his tip every time he came up.

“fuhh mmghmm.” Toji began whimpering, he started shaking, he shot out his load onto your face, some of Miguel’s hand and your tits; of course.

He huffed and fell back on his ass, Miguel licked your ear giving it a little squeeze with his teeth careful not to bite you.

“You’ve been so good for me huh mamas? He kisses your wet tear stained cheek.” You nodded in response. Miguel laughs a little mockingly. “Probercita can’t even answer, my poor baby girl.” He peppers you with kisses some more. “There hah think you can take one more load for me mamas?” He sucks a spot on your neck, you hum in response and Miguel quickened his pace a bit. His thighs tense and his back arches a bit, you moan and cry again your poor cunny was fucked out of this world right now. He throbs a bit, cum pushes out from your full cunt some drooling down your thigh. This was really it you felt yourself already easing to sleep. Miguel smiled and kissed your cheek before rubbing his face against you. His sweat makes his hair stick to your forehead. He stood the both of you up after pulling you off of his cock.

“You fuckin’-” Toji whined at Miguel. He arches a brow back.

“Que te pa? Ruined your peak for you?” Had Toji not been so tired he would have done the same to him.

Migs set you down on the chair tossing a long jacket he kept in his room over you kissing your forehead before walking back over to Toji.

Toji pouted and reached up for Miguel, who took his hands and hoisted him up.

“Fuckin. Fuck; fuck you miguel. God dammit where-"

Toji was slammed into a wall.

“WHat tha’ fuck?!” he huffs out throat dry and rasped. It was Miguel obviously.

“You think we’re done?” He cheshire smiles.

“Nah bitch.” he tossed Toji onto his couch, you were already sound asleep on the chair Miguel placed you back in when this all started.

“We are just gettin’ started.” He smiled at Toji.

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[evansbby]

How about being single Dilf!Aris babysitter 👀

PLEASE he’d be so sweet to you, always with a hand on your lower back or rubbing your shoulders like, “Honey, you can’t go home at this time, it’s so late. Spend the night and I’ll drop you home in the morning.”

And you’d be like “Okay, Mr, Levinson.” All smiley because of course you have a crush on him. All the girls at college are jealous that you’re babysitting his daughter — he’s probably the hottest man you’ve ever seen in your life and you can’t believe he’s single.

After you put his daughter to sleep, he asks if you want to hang out for a while and who are you to say no? He’s looking so hot in his light blue button up with the top few buttons undone, you can see his chest hair peaking out and you try to avert your gaze.

“It’s okay if you want to check me out, baby, I don’t mind.” Ari says to you softly, rubbing your shoulders before nonchalantly turning around and making himself a drink. It’s something strong like whiskey or scotch. And he gets an apple juice box for you.

“I’m old enough to drink.” You say.

“I want you to be sober tonight.”

Ari settles down on the coach before patting his thigh expectantly, “Honey, why don’t you sit on my lap for a while?”

And he pulls you down, settling you right on top of his hard crotch. You’re scared and turned on, sipping your juice nervously.

He starts telling you about how his wife left him, and how much it hurt his feelings, and how he’s so sad. At the same time, you feel him rubbing your bare thighs, his large hands going up past the hem of your dress.

“Mr. Levinson, wh-what are you doing?”

“Make daddy feel better, honey. Come on. You’re the only one who can. You don’t want daddy to be sad, do you?”

“N-No,” you whimper when you feel his fingers playing with your panties, pushing them to the side and skimming over your wet folds.

“Well, daddy’s so sad. And you’ll hurt daddy even more if you don’t help me.” He’s groping you now, one hand still between your legs but the other one slips up to squeeze your breast and you moan.

“I’ll help you!” You cry, because of course you don’t want him to be sad. Not when he’s the best boss ever, pays you ten times the usual rate, calls you sweet names and always drives you home.

“Good girl. Just reach into daddy’s pants and take it out. Stroke it a bit. It’ll make daddy feel so much better, I promise.”

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[howlingday]

I was thinking of asking something else… but what if jaune DILF sings the sound of silence, just think about that super hot blonde with a deeper and more tired voice singing that song.

You can ask me whatever you like.

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The bar was crowded tonight. Jaune was hoping his hobby would go unnoticed, but it looked like all four Kingdoms decided to come in tonight! Worst yet, among the patrons were seven familiar faces.

Seated at the same table were his best friends, though he doubted they had the best intentions. Especially with Yang, who already had her scroll out and ready. Of all the nights for him to go out for his hobby, it had to be the one where everyone else decided to go try some karaoke themselves.

Jaune liked karaoke. It was the only task where you could screw up and still have fun. But as he got more and more into it, he found his voice was getting better and better with it. He learned the perfect place to stand at a microphone to both prevent feedback and still be heard. He learned where his range was, and what songs he could and could not sing. His confidence went up, too, since his starting days of meekly holding back his voice at the screaming parts.

"So when are you going up?" Nora asked, dropping the toothpick she was balancing above her lips.

"I'll be going up as soon as they bring the book out." Jaune answered, stirring the ice in his soda.

"The book?" Oscar asked, before sipping from his glass.

"The song book." Yang answered, her arm over Blake's shoulders. The tinge of pink on her cheeks indicated just how much she had to drink. "Usually it's a binder, but it's always a list of what songs they do and don't have."

"Sorry, I didn't know." Oscar replied. "I didn't spend a lot of time off the farm."

"Until you ran away." Ruby pointed out.

"Well..." Oscar flushed as he scratched his head.

"Which song are you singing?" Ren asked.

"If they have it, I was going to sing The Cacophony of Quiet." Jaune answered.

"Which version?" Blake asked.

"The Shudder version." Jaune answered. "If they have it. It's the one I was always thinking about in the Ever After. Before I found the Paper Pleasers."

"That sounds... really sad." Weiss said. "I'm sorry you had to be stuck like that."

"You mean trapped for decades in the Ever After or having the same song playing on repeat in my head the whole time?" Jaune cracked a smirk.

"Can't it be both?" Weiss asked.

"ALRIGHT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN," the bar's booming speakers reverbed as the DJ spoke, "TONIGHT IS OUR SONG NIGHT, SO GO AHEAD AND SIGN UP WITH THE SONG YOU WANNA SING WITH YOUR NAME, AND WE'LL GET STARTED. THANK YOU FOR COMING OUT TONIGHT."

"Looks like that's my cue." Jaune said, standing up. "I'll be back."

"Maybe I should sing?" Nora asked as he walked away. "What's the worst that could happen?"

"You break the equipment?" Weiss offered. "Like the last time Our teams went to karaoke."

"Hey, it's their fault their cheapo sound stuff can't handle my rock star style!"

"Amen, sister!" Yang raised her glass, only for Blake to bring it back down.

"ALRIGHT, IT LOOKS LIKE WE HAVE OUR FIRST SINGER OF THE NIGHT. GIVE IT UP FOR RUSTY!"

The crew watched as Jaune took the stage. Yang snickered at his choice of pseudoname. The sad music began to play and the bar's mood dipped as his voice matched tone with the lead vocalist of Shudder.

As the music played and Jaune sang, Team RWBY noticed how much his voice matched the one in the Ever After. In a blink, they saw the Rusted Knight with his tired eyes and aged demeanor. Decades alone, waiting for his friends to come. The tone suddenly shifted to one of hope, uplifting like his long awaited reunion had finally come. As the music reached it's peak, Jaune's repeat of the lyrics sounded like a cry of frustration, synonymous with the tragedy they brought on Jaune in their recklessness and disregard for the life he made in the Ever After. By the time they reached the climax of the song, Jaune's voice dropped and he whimpered out the last words of the lyrics.

The entire bar erupted in a roar of applause. Jaune's emotional performance evoked such great passion that night, that everyone cheered, hooted, whistled, clapped, and overall shouted praises to the young man.

Everyone except for the four girls seated at his table, who shared a pained look amongst each other.

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