#YEAHHHH DAD BOD

[theflirtmeister]

tumblr user flirtmeister you can ask other saw ficcers for dad bod and tummy lawrence but where's your adam losing it over lawrence's tummy fic, huh? (blatant weak plea for more fic lol)

“I think I need to start going to the gym.”

Adam doesn’t look up from his veterinary textbook from where he’s studying on the bed, finger tracing the diagram of a dog’s brachial plexus. “The gym?”

“Yes,” Lawrence says. “What do you think?”

“I don’t have an opinion,” Adam says, mouthing the words subscapularis muscle. “But why do you want to go and hang out with a bunch of sweaty men? Am I not good enough?”

He looks up with a grin, hoping to catch Lawrence’s eye. Instead, he finds Lawrence looking at himself critically in the mirror, pulling his shirt tight around his waist. The fabric clings to his soft stomach, and Lawrence pulls tighter until his jaw sets hard. He doesn’t seem to notice Adam’s eyes on him.

“Hey.” Adam frowns. “What’s going on?”

He climbs off the bed, abandoning his textbook, and stands next to Lawrence. Lawrence stops playing with his shirt and sighs, running his hands through his hair instead, still slightly damp from the shower. Adam rubs his face against Lawrence’s side, smelling the fresh scent of aftershave and laundry detergent.

Everything is very new. The relationship, the moving in together, the veterinary degree that Adam has gone back to. Adam had expected to panic when everything became real, when he first saw Lawrence’s clothes in their shared wardrobe, but instead, he’d just been filled with anticipation. Fuck Jigsaw, for giving him a new lease of life. The asshole’s philosophy worked.

“I don’t know what you see in me,” Lawrence says, still looking at his reflection. “I’m just some washed-up doctor, with a broken body-”

“Shut up,” Adam says, nuzzling his head against Lawrence’s side. “You think I think like that? Your version of Adam sounds like a dick.”

“Writing’s on the wall,” Lawrence says, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Look at me.”

He places his hands over the swell of his stomach. “Christ. I should take more shifts. I never used to look like this when I was working sixteen-hour days-”

“You were stressed as hell,” Adam interrupts. “You were a barely functioning human being.”

“I wasn’t like this,” Lawrence says sharply. “I didn’t have this body.”

Adam moves quickly, because fuck this line of conversation. He swivels to face Lawrence and walks him backwards until the back of Lawrence’s thighs hit the bed. Lawrence looks a little surprised as Adam pushes him down, and straddles Lawrence’s lap.

“Are you trying to distract me?” Lawrence asks.

“Nope,” Adam says. “I want to take a good long look at you.”

He wriggles his hands underneath Lawrence’s shirt and spreads his hands over Lawrence’s stomach, rising quickly as he breathes. Lawrence is soft to the touch, and Adam squeezes a good handful of flesh, his own belly twinging with desire.

“You’re really fucking hot,” Adam says. “You know that, right?”

Lawrence quirks an eyebrow at him. “I bet you say that to all the middle-aged men.”

Adam gives Lawrence’s stomach another squeeze. He likes this new version of Lawrence, relaxed and middle-aged. It takes most of his self-control not to jump Lawrence’s bones every morning when he watches him prepare breakfast, pyjama pants sitting low on his hips. It’s a miracle Lawrence ever gets to work, when all Adam wants to do is drop to his knees in the kitchen and worship Lawrence’s body with his tongue.

“I mean it,” Adam says. “You’re driving me crazy.”

He grinds himself down slow against Lawrence’s cock, starting to get hard. Lawrence inhales sharply, hands grabbing hold of Adam’s hips, big hands spanning the width of his waist. Sometimes he’ll place his hand on Adam’s stomach when he’s fucking him, feeling the bulge of his cock through Adam’s skin. The first time he’d done it, reverential as he split Adam in half, Adam had cum all over himself like a teenager.

“You look so fucking good,” Adam says, continuing to roll his hips. “I want you more today than I ever did in the bathroom.”

“Adam, be serious.” Lawrence says, voice strained.

Lawrence in the bathroom was a rat in a trap, frightened, willing to do anything to save his family. Lawrence in Adam’s bed is bright-eyed and loving, sensible in the face of adversity. He’s kind to Adam, gentle when Adam needs help with his work. Adam wants him forever.

Adam presses his forehead against Lawrence’s. “I want you to fuck me,” He whispers. “I want you to force me down onto the mattress and fuck me until all I can do is scream your name.”

Lawrence swallows hard and squeezes Adam. “You’re really not kidding about this, are you?”

“I’m so into you,” Adam says. “I want you to fuck me stupid.”

Lawrence kisses him sloppily, tugging on Adam’s bottom lip with his teeth. Adam whimpers, giving another thrust of his hips, and Lawrence moans against his mouth, hands gripping Adam’s shirt. Adam’s jeans dig between his legs, sending sparks through his body and his face flushing.

“You’re going to kill me.” Lawrence groans. “God Adam.”

“Please just fuck me,” Adam says, and Lawrence manages to turn them over so that Adam is on his back on the bed. “Please, please-“

Lawrence above him looks like sunshine. His hair is blonde and floppy, eyes crinkling as he gazes at Adam, and his mouth is fond. Adam feels another thrill go through him as Lawrence presses the length of his body against Adam, the bulge of his cock rubbing a wet spot on both their trousers.

“Are you sure?” Lawrence says.

“Lawrence,” Adam says, slipping his hands underneath his shirt again to grope his love handles. “I’m not going to break.”

He didn’t break in the bathroom. He didn’t break when Lawrence left him. He’s not going to break when Lawrence bends him in half in their shared bed and fucks him until Adam is a drooling sweaty mess against the sheets.

“God,” Lawrence swears, and drops all his weight on top of Adam, pinning him down. Adam is so turned on he can’t breathe, a moan bubbling up out of his mouth. “I’ve got you.”

Adam kisses Lawrence hard, worming his hands up into Lawrence’s hair to grip him tightly. Lawrence sighs into the kiss and grinds their bodies together, so close that Adam can barely tell where he begins and Lawrence ends.

Yeah, they’re going to be fine.

[kairiscorner]

PLSS DO ONE WHERE READER INTRODUCES MIGUEL TO KPOP LIKEEE this man definitely has loona on his workout playlist 💯💯💯🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

HELLO !! ok disclaimer: i'm not really that well-versed in kpop, so i had to ask help from my friends and kinda combined theirs and my opinions together, so sorry if it's jumbled and ooc, i tried :')))

introducing him to kpop – miguel o'hara x reader headcanons and blurbs

"what am i listening to?" he asked you as he looked at you with a perplexed expression as he listened to the beginning of the song russian roulette by red velvet. he didn't take the headphones off, but he didn't fully comprehend what exactly he was listening to. "it's k-pop." "ok, and why does it sound like a cotton candy fever dream?" he asked you as you chuckled aloud, knowing what the lyrics really meant. "it... it's part of the appeal." you said as miguel sighed and sat back as he listened to the song. you swore he swayed his head a little as he listened to the song; and you might've, sort've caught him on camera doing it.

miguel only agreed to listen to kpop because you wouldn't stop bugging him about it, like you and lyla keep streaming newjeans songs (FUCK YEAHHHH) and they just become an earworm for him 😭😭😭

he probably unironically likes supershy and it's his deepest, darkest secret.

why do i see him playing 'attention' while working out what, he blasts that while he's at the gym, ignoring everyone else and........ maybe hoping to get your attention (haha kairi's a shitty comedian)

the song's lyrics and melody are the only things filling his ears right now, the calls and greetings of the spider people in the gym are being tuned out by the song as miguel lifts a couple of weights. peter b walks over with mayday on his chest, the redhead babbling and trying to call for her 'tio miguel' as her father keeps rambling to him about his dad bod and proposing an idea to make a playpen for the spider babies when the spider parents aren't around; but miguel can't even hear either of them--he's too engrossed in the song and hoping that he'd not only go away, but that somebody's attention would be captured from his exercising. hopefully.

when 'paint the town' comes on his playlist while working out HE GETS IN THE ZONE; NOBODY CAN RIP HIM AWAY FROM HIS WEIGHTS

the only reason he likes boy with luv is because of how cute you are when you sing along to it :>

imagine him listening to life goes on while looking back at memories of him and gabriella (•‿•)

he can't stop the tears from falling; he knows it's a kpop song sung by really flashy guys who many people all over the world adore, that it usually wouldn't be something to bring him to tears, but... the message is conflicting with his emotions.

as he watches his daughter come back to life through the videos and photos they had together, though the stinging feeling that she's gone–that he can never hold her nor speak to her again, and can only see her in his dreams–won't leave him alone. the song's lyrics, after he understood the translation of it, made him feel a little achy, but it also helped him feel a little relieved, in a way?

"life goes on..." he read the title aloud as he tasted the salty tears rolling down to his lips as he blinked them back, seeing the distorted image of his daughter as he watched the video of the two of them at a soccer field after her big win. even without her, miguel still lived; life... went on.

though he couldn't understand why he lived when his daughter should've been given a full life ahead of her, he lived. and because he lived, his life will go on, with or without her–but he refuses to live another day without thinking of her his beloved daughter, and... apologizing for being the reason her life didn't continue, her life couldn't go on because his did.

tags !! @miguelswifey04 @binibinileonara @fiannee @fictarian @yuridopted0 @arachnoia @meeom @ophanimgold @melovetitties @popeheywardssecretgf

[kenjirose]

If anything, you're into guys that'll give some of the best cuddles you've ever had based on your idea on Dad Bod Kinger.

YEAHHHH i was drawing dad bod kinger today actually,, i have the sketch, its his human version i made tho ehehe

[sardonic-the-writer]

Oooo rating your moots as family memebers ;)

OOOOOH BOI

LETS GO

@wiphur-writes is definitely the gay cousin that I give fistbumps and high fives to under the dinner table at a very political family Thanksgiving

@welcome-to-paradise also a gay cousin, but has the hot dad bod energy ngl

@exi-stencil-ism more like the neighbor across the street that you'll come up with a secret code to talk to out of boredom but then it turns into an unbreakable bond

@ribbit-was-here definitely a sugar crazed youngster. Kinda just shows up. We don't know who they belong too, they're just kinda here /aff

@talkedjupiter78 the artsy fuck (/aff) that keeps to themself and lives downtown in a fancy apartment. Has the best music taste and gives the best handmade presents durring their one visit a year at Christmas

@the-hearteater the crazy, forgettable aunt that looks around for her glasses when their really on her head. Trys to keep up with memes but mostly ends up getting distracted by other things. Like a wine aunt but not quite

@om3ga-but-sfw definitely the mysterious older sibling out of, like, a litter of eight. Not the complete oldest, maybe the second. Has great jokes and talks in a distinguishable southern accent

@peachiemilkytea the mom. No I will not elaborate. All you have to do is talk to her and you'll see what I mean

@sapnap-nursey the dilf. Period

@sleepycreampuff the family friend that hangs out, is always polite to the adults, and exchanges memes/tiktoks with the kids. 10/10 coming back over again

@sqermygeco back to the gay cousin arg. Most certainly draws on napkins at dinner and eats the quickest. I don't know why but I get those vibes

@sorry-sweetpea is the little kid of Exi. Also a neighbor across the street that you occasionally have fun shit with

@stevelaacy the fanfiction dealer of the family. No more context will be added

@driverpicksthe-music older sibling that can and will cook Mac n cheese for you when you're feeling down

@divine--serenity an aunt that talks trash about celebrities in front of her five year old nieces and nephews before giving them craft sets from hobby lobby

@friedsharkface big brother who gets beat up by his younger siblings. Mostly me. Actually it's all me. And then we share vine references and quotes while watching Disney movies with Jane

@hunneiuwu the uwu family member. That is all

@jeeblie an older cousin who has all the muscles and never grew out of their dino phaze

@cocasoula YEAHHHH MY BESTIE WHO IS THE EQUIVALENT OF THE "they asked for no pickles" MEME

@cosmicisbored my homie who I have a secret handshake with and get high on scented markers together

@mapleklap the older sis who wears bucket hats and other crazy fashion choices. Everyone thinks she works at hot topic and she probably has at some point

[ultimaid]

Jimothan’s game art: kind of a twig - SFM artists that are h*rny for him: BEEFY MAN (imo the platonic ideal would be like. dad bod on an otter(??) frame but yaknow.... 👀)

HVJLGFYKVFHB YEAHHHH,,,,,, god you’re so fucking valid tho