#bounce house toys

[ask-artsy-oncie]

I wish I was not an unintelligent manchild.

[orcagere]

Hey could I request a scooby theme?

of course! i hope you like it :)

[coockie8]

People who don't mind their picture being taken can never just leave well enough alone, I swear to the Gods.

My mom is endlessly telling me I'm going to regret having not let people take my picture when I was a kid when I'm older, and as someone who still, to this day; I'm 25 at the time of writing this, does not like other people taking their picture, I'm gonna have to just firmly disagree with that.

Also, it's not like no pictures of me as a child exist, just not tons, and I like it that way. Like seriously what does this lady think poor people did before cameras became mainstream? Or even before the camera was invented!?

Actually, people just didn't know really what their parents looked like as children for the vast majority of human history, and that's not really a bad thing. It's not a good thing, but it's not bad; it's neutral, like most things are.

[bankaizen]

my favorite thing to do is encourage the cat zoomies

[dwatsonsmith]

Keep your toddlers cool and entertained this summer with safe and age-appropriate inflatable water slides! Learn how to choose the right one and best options available in market:

https://www.xaphyr.com/blogs/609230/What-are-the-Best-Inflatable-Water-Slides-for-Toddlers

[slvttyplum]

satoru was your personal rose toy. he latched that mouth around that clit and got to work with whatever you wanted, and his reward was your squirt. 

he never had any complaints and would always smile widely when you told him you were horny and needed to use his mouth. 

this started when you saw online that people were using a sec toy called a “rose” saying it worked wonders and had to use one so of course out of pure curiosity you ordered one. 

when it arrived, you were so giddy to try it, and it had you bouncing off the walls and your sheets covered in your fluids. 

it had you off the moon that you would use it every-time satoru wasn’t at the house and one lucky day satoru caught you. even though he was harder than a rock, he was annoyed that you were getting off on that thing. 

so he did the only thing he could think of at that moment and from his selfish, greedy needs. snatching the toy out your hand and throwing it away telling you that any time

you wanted to get off to just tell him, and oh boy did he hold up to that. 

at first, you laughed at the theatrics and thought he was just going off on a whim, and the first day he would be tired of fucking or eating you out every minute, but you thought wrong. 

every time you uttered out a “satoru” with a pout, he was on top of you, ripping off your clothes, giving your pussy exactly what it needed at that moment. 

it was like having a bell and every time you ring it he would come running giving you whatever you needed. 

even though the rose felt good and felt as though it was sucking your soul out,   satoru’s mouth and dick felt way better, it had that euphoric feel, it had you craving him, it had your mouth dry for more. 

you knew after the first orgasm around his dick that you wanted him to keep fucking you so he complied. he never had any complaints about it, and would fuck you like he hadn’t seen you in a month. 

“i want to keep fucking you like this. you feel so fucking good.” 

even if he wasn’t around he would talk

to you on the phone and guide you through an orgasm that had your screams bouncing off the walls. 

he wanted you to himself, so he would do anything and i mean anything to keep it that way.

[bouncinlife]

Jumping for Joy: The Irresistible Allure of the Jump House

The world of entertainment for children has seen a revolution in recent years, and one standout phenomenon that continues to captivate young hearts and minds is the jump house. Also known as bounce houses or inflatable castles, these vibrant, bouncy structures have become an integral part of birthdays, celebrations, and events. In this article, we will explore the fascinating world of jump houses and why they have become a staple in children's entertainment.

The Birth of the Jump House: The concept of the jump house traces its roots back to the mid-20th century when inflatable structures gained popularity. Initially designed for practical purposes like military training and emergency shelters, it wasn't long before creative minds saw the potential for fun and recreation. The first commercial inflatable bounce house was introduced in the 1960s, marking the birth of a new era in entertainment.

Safety First: One of the primary concerns when it comes to any activity involving children is safety. Jump houses are designed with safety as a top priority, featuring soft, inflatable walls and floors to cushion any accidental falls. The materials used are durable and puncture-resistant, ensuring a secure environment for kids to play freely.

Physical and Developmental Benefits: Beyond the sheer joy and laughter, jump houses offer numerous physical and developmental benefits for children. Jumping promotes cardiovascular health, improves coordination, and enhances muscle strength. Additionally, the inflatable environment encourages social interaction and teamwork as children navigate the space together, fostering important life skills.

Versatility in Design: Jump houses come in a variety of designs and themes, catering to the diverse interests of children. Whether it's a princess castle, a superhero lair, or a tropical paradise, these inflatable structures spark the imagination and create a magical setting for play. The versatility in design ensures that there's a jump house for every occasion and preference.

The Ultimate Party Attraction: No children's party or event is complete without the inclusion of a jump house. Parents and event organizers alike recognize the magnetic pull these inflatable wonders have on children. From birthday parties to community gatherings, the jump house has become synonymous with a good time, earning its place as the ultimate party attraction.

Renting vs. Owning: While some families opt to invest in their own jump houses for backyard fun, many others prefer the convenience of renting. Renting a jump house for a special occasion eliminates the need for storage and maintenance, making it a hassle-free choice for many. The rental option also allows for a variety of themes, keeping the entertainment fresh for every event.

Conclusion: In conclusion, the jump house has evolved from a practical invention to a symbol of pure childhood joy. Its safety features, developmental benefits, versatility in design, and undeniable popularity make it a staple in children's entertainment. As we continue to celebrate the magic of childhood, the jump house stands as a testament to the timeless allure of bouncing, laughter, and carefree fun.

[classyrbf]

HE'S SUCH A (HOT) LOSER! — CHOSO KAMO

SYNOPSIS...nsfw and sfw headcanons about loser!choso bc I can’t get him out of my head after righting that drabble about him

INFO...loser!choso x fem!reader, socially awkward, virgin!choso, jerking off, virginity loss, sexual acts, creampie,

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

loser!choso who literally has no friends, is the epitome of socially awkward and always ends making the conversation weird when he opens his mouth

loser!choso who has never seen a woman naked in real life, he just goes on porn sites and jerks his dick until it feels like it’s about to fall off, cum painted on his toned stomach

loser!choso who has sex toys in his closet, fleshlights, pocket pussies, whatever you call them—he has at least two, one of them even vibrates

loser!choso who is (you guessed it) a total virgin, he’s never even gotten close enough to lose it, yet alone have his first kiss

loser!choso who is forced by yuji to go on a dating app and try to find a girlfriend, and he ends up matching with you

loser!choso who stays in his room, playing video games, or goes to the gym, otherwise the poor boy has no social life (like I said, he has no friends)

loser!choso who finally goes on his first date with you and he’s sweating, stumbling over his words because you’re smiling at him, grabbing his hand and making jokes all while looking like some sort of goddess. He was starting to wonder if he’s dreaming

loser!choso who is absolutely stunned when you express how cute you think he is, how nice his hair looks, and he doesn’t know how to react so he just stands there and smiles at you like a complete idiot

loser!choso who drives home after the date and he genuinely can’t wait to get home to jerk off to the thought of you, so he pulls into an empty parking and pulls his pants down right there, tip already leaking precum when he remembers the way your tits were popping out of you dress

loser!choso who thinks the date went horribly wrong until you’re texting him the next day, already planning the next time you meet up, weirdly inviting him over to your place

loser!choso who is obsessed with titties (clearly) no matter what size. He imagines himself getting a hold of pair and just grabbing them, sucking them, it turns him on so bad

loser!choso who thinks nothing of going over your house until he gets his one wish, getting a hold of your tits in his hands, and he’s star struck, just groping, squeezing and without thinking he’s sucking on them

loser!choso who ends up losing his virginity a few minutes later with you bouncing up and down on his cock, pussy gushing around him. He’s in literal heaven and can barely think, brain turned to mush

loser!choso who realizes real sex is better than porn fairly quickly, and lets just say he becomes more obsessed with you than ever cause it’s so much more intimate when you’re holding him, praising him, calling him a good boy

loser!choso who cums in your pussy so many times that night, and the aftermath leaves him stuck in the same spot on your bed while you cuddle up to him and tell him how much you like him even if you’ve only known him for two days

loser!choso who now has his first ever girlfriend, his first everything with you and he can’t wait to brag to yuji about it because you’re absolutely gorgeous

loser!choso who shows you off on his social media despite the twenty followers that he has, he just want to show off his girlfriend to whoever he can

loser!choso who gets weird stares in public from other men when he’s out with you because he knows you’re way out of his league, but just to make them jealous he grabs you and kisses you in front of them

loser!choso who doesn’t develop a sense of fashion until he meets you, going to countless stores as you pick out outfits that’ll look good on him, and he won’t lie, you’ve done a very good job because he’s gained much more confidence in himself

loser!choso who goes on and on about his special interests and you sit there smiling at him, listening intently. He’s lowkey a nerd but you love it

loser!choso who hangs with no one but you, missing you constantly and randomly showing up at your house when he feels like you’ve spent too much time apart

loser!choso who wants to learn how to pleasure you more so he looks up videos on how to eat pussy and watches all the porn he can to study their movements, but when he tells you, you just laugh and say how silly he is, showing him a hands on tutorial, instructing him on what to do and what you like

loser!choso who constantly asks if he made you cum, poor baby doesn’t want you to go around unsatisfied so he doesn’t everything in his power to make you feel good no matter what

loser!choso who is (obviously) the quiet type, so he studies what you like and what you do by watching you and when he grabs your exact fast food order without you saying anything, you’re standing there confused and he’s looking down at you like “what?”

loser!choso who has a glow up because of you, and girls that have rejected him come crawling back into his life not knowing about you, so he just hits them with the “my beautiful girl who I love very much does not like you talking to me bye” and blocks them

loser!choso who is actually very sweet despite his awkwardness, he might look stand offish in person and act weird around others, but when he’s comfortable with you hes a different person

loser!choso who gets you anything you ask for, spending countless amounts of money on you even if you don’t ask for it, he just loves you so much he wants to show his appreciation in every way whether that’s spoiling you or making you cum

[bpmiranda]

Daddy best friend logan taking virginity roughly

A/N: dbf!logan, age gap, 18+ f!reader, fingering, oral f! receiving, loss of virginity, rough sex

you lose your virginity to your dad’s friend logan during a night you spent at his house because your parents are on an anniversary trip

you and logan had fooled around in the past, he would sneak sly touches during family dinners, eat you out in the garage during a summer barbecue

tonight was different, he was so smooth at talking you out of your panties as you were making out in his bedroom, sitting all pretty in his lap

“wanna try that little cherry of yours,” he whispered, hands groping at your ass as he pushed his crotch against your aching pussy “gonna give me a taste?”

of course you do, you’d give him anything if it meant he’d keep pleasuring you like this, and he’s so hungry for your cunt you’d think it was his last meal

“sit on my lap, baby doll,” he says as you’re trembling from your orgasm while he’s undressing himself, he sits on the edge of the bed and you straddle him

you breathe shakily as he lines his cock to your entrance, rubbing his head through your folds to collect the slick of your orgasm as lubricant

“will it hurt?” you ask and he only nods, eyes staring deep into yours as he makes you sink down onto his thick length and you whimper at the stretch

“take it, baby,” he encourages as he slides his arms underneath your thighs and forces you to bounce on him, you feel him hitting deep inside you and it hurts

logan is unforgiving with his pace, bouncing you along his length as if you were a toy, kissing your neck while you held tightly onto him “ow, logan!”

“it’s okay, it’s suppose to hurt, you’re doing so good,” he coos, suddenly standing up with you still on his cock, his arms still bearing your weight

“no, no, too much!” you sob as he begins jackhammering into your poor, young cunt and you claw desperately at his back which only spurs him on

“you can take it, take it, baby doll,” his balls are slapping against you, the wet sound of your sloppy cunt echoing in his bedroom and drowning your cries

all he can hear is the wet sound of your pussy and the feeling of you leaking onto him, squeezing him so tightly, he can only focus on filling you up

you cum with a loud sob as he’s got you pinned to the wall now, fucking into you with growls and grunts as he cums inside you, your head falls against him

“that’s my girl,” he praises as you’re gushing on his cock, trembling violently in his arms, no feeling in your legs which are still suspended on his arms

“thank you,” you murmur weakly as he’s carrying you to his bed and gently lays you down, you feel him settle in behind you and smile as he holds you close

🏷️: @dontfeedthebigbadwolf @peterparkernotfound @httpsells @evasmlp @ayatotiddies

[muwapsturniolo]

Fuck my baby-daddy ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི Matt Sturniolo

“S’fuck me right? It's fuck your baby- daddy?”

✘ Babydaddy!Matt, dom!matt, big-dick!matt!, asshole!matt, stomach bulging, breeding kink, cream pie, daddy kink, pussy slapping, spitting, squirting, alcohol, weed, rough sex.

Matt was an asshole - sadly for you, you loved it. That’s exactly how he got you in his bed and pregnant. You couldn't even hate him for it, after all, he gave you your daughter. The two of you had decided to co-parent, mainly because he was an asshole with commitment issues and you couldn't handle his slick mouth and attitude 24/7. He was a good father though, always showing up and out for the four-year-old who was basically your twin in personality and features.

You had dropped her off at Matt’s, the girl rushing to her room to play with whatever new toys her father had gotten her. You tried to leave immediately but Matt had stopped you, questioning where you were going looking like that. Although you and Matt weren't in a relationship, he loved to act like you were, like he controlled you. You weren't someone to be controlled, you were very hardheaded and did whatever you pleased because who was going to tell you no?

None of your damn business- your answer led the both of you into a small whispered argument, not wanting your child to hear. It was only a few seconds of arguing before you whispered a hostile 'fuck you', your heels clicking as you exited the house and got in your best friend's car, speeding off in the white range rover.

An hour had gone by and Matt was still pissed - multiple videos of you drinking, throwing it back on your friends and random dudes on your snap story had his jaw clenching. There was a specific video that set him clean off - "fuck my baby daddy, fuck my baby daddy!"

That was enough for him to drop the child off with Chris and speed to the club you were at. You didn't even fight with him, too crossed from the tequila and weed to put up your usual fight. It was like deja vu - your hair being pulled as he roughly fucked you from behind. You couldn’t even speak, going completely dumb on his dick- you weren't complaining. It was big, stretching you out painfully in the best way. It reached so deep you swore you could feel it in your chest.

Matt groans loudly as he looks down, the thick white cream sitting at the base of his dick, some of it landing on his stomach as his thighs bounce off your ass. It was one of his favorite sights. "Fuck! Daddy pl-" You're cut off by your head being shoved into the pillows - his thrusts becoming rougher than they already were. Your hands reach back in attempts to push him back - it only angers him. He lays on top of you, his hips keeping their brutal pace as he wraps an arm around your throat, squeezing just enough to make your head fuzzy. He moans in your ear sending tingles right down your spine - "S'fuck me, right? It's fuck your baby-daddy?"

Your strangled moan makes him chuckle - he briefly pulls out, flipping you over before continuing his heinous actions. "Look at you- fuck- was talkin' all that shit on me, saying fuck me, now you’re creamin’ all on m'dick." He looks back down and sees a bulge forming right on your abdomen -his hand flying towards it and pressing down. Your back arches as you gasp for air.

"Whose pussy is this mama? Tell me," he demands, hand still pressing on the bulge in your stomach as he thumbs at your clit. Your eyes roll back, chest rising and falling quickly as you try to even remember your own name. He lands a quick slap to your pussy, a sob falling from your lips in response, "Who's -shiitt- tell daddy who owns this pussy."

"Y-you! O -oh fuck daddy it's your-" Your response is interrupted by Matt slamming his lips against yours, the kiss heated and full of hunger. With a hand wrapped around your throat, he pulls away and spits in your mouth - demanding you swallow it like a 'good girl'.

His thrusts become sloppy, his grunts turning into moans, "fuck- gonna let me fill you up huh? Gonna let me give you another baby?" You found yourself nodding despite not even hearing what he was asking- you were dickmatized.

"c-c" You couldn’t even finish your sentence, your eyes rolling back as you squirted all over him. With one final thrust that has your legs shaking, he stalls deep inside of you- his cum seeping out the sides of your abused cunt.

He falls forward, laying on-top of you as his dick remains inside, making sure to breed you to the brim.

The two of you lay there, entangled in each other's warm and sweaty embrace, breathing harshly as you come down from your highs. Suddenly you turn to him, your brows furrowed and eyes squinted.

"Where the fuck is my baby?"

i was playing sexy red and got this idea😭

[willowser]

your little angel of a son inherits katsuki's bad temper, and it manifests in his terrible fours.

there's an awful little shriek that echoes throughout the house and katsuki is on his feet and halfway to the living room before his eyes are even open—but the only danger awaiting him there is a pouty little brat.

his son is sitting amidst a swarm of toys that have been strewn about haphazardly, and his arms are crossed and big fat tears are in his eyes and he looks mad as all hell. you do, too, sitting across from him with a deep frown, holding the ripped page of a book from his little shelf.

"no sir," you warn, "we do not treat our things this way."

you incite a meltdown.

katsuki feels his own temper flaring—half from shock and awe at his little mini-me and also from the exhaustion wearing him thin—when your son kicks his legs out in a burst of rage, letting out another little shriek of anger. your cheeks puff up, wearing the same furious expression, and at the hiss of his name, the little brat jumps to his feet and snatches a toy truck nearby and launches it across the room.

"oi!"

your son's attention snaps to katsuki, startled, losing a hint of anger as he pouts at the floor.

"what'd she just tell you?" and when he gets no response, katsuki prods with a, "hah? answer me."

but the little boy only stamps his little feet and grunts out a furious, wordless sound that has katsuki's lip curling. you let out a heavy sigh, shaking your head at him before frowning down at the torn page in your hands, and then katsuki is planting a hand on the back of his son's head and steering him towards the front door.

"time to take a walk."

the boy goes, even though his arms are crossed and his eyes are downcast. he only resists once, as katsuki tries to shove his little feet into his shoes.

"i don't wanna." he mumbles, face scrunched and wet before promptly looking away.

"i didn't ask."

"hmm!"

katsuki has to resist the urge to pinch his own son.

they get out the door eventually, and the little boy stomps along for the most part, no longer needing a guiding hand on the back of his head once they get around the block a time or two. neither of them say anything.

fatherhood has taught katsuki a lot of things, which was expected, but the one thing that's surprised him is—he's learned all the things he doesn't want his son to be.

the first of them being angry. not the way katsuki was, mean and selfish, throughout his childhood; hateful and careless, in his teens; shut off and simmering, even now.

he waits until the tension has melted off his little shoulders, until his little face has dried and evened out. his arms swing at his sides, occasionally coming up to wipe his snot with the back of his hand, and he eyes the few wildflowers they pass with a little hum and a small smile.

katsuki tugs once on his ear, frowning down at the little brat when he peeks up at him. "that how you're supposed to treat your mama?"

he doesn't answer at first, leaning his head all the way back and clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, until katsuki stops walking. "no, sir."

"how you s'posed to treat her?"

"with love."

"how you s'posed to treat your toys?"

"with care."

"uh-huh," katsuki squishes his son's cheeks in his hand, shaking his head lightly from side to side until he starts giggling. "that how you acted today?"

"no, sir."

"that how y'r gonna act again?"

"no, sir."

"okay," katsuki murmurs, nodding once before letting him free. the little boy bounces on his feet and sucks on his lip, grinning when his tummy is pinched. "now pick those for your mama."

and he does, carefully plucking a small handful of flowers from the grass as they make their way back home, and just before he runs up the steps to the house, katsuki's little angel of a son hands him the biggest one.

[suguae]

Haunted

જsynopsis. If it was a dream, then he would never want to wake up.

જpairings. Z. Toji x F. Reader

જcontents. Mention of self harm, weight loss, mild smut.

Final part.

“Y/n…” He whispered. 

Megumi, with his chubby cheeks flushed with excitement and his bright eyes sparkling with joy, ran towards you with arms outstretched. His tiny feet pattered quickly across the wooden floor, and his soft, tousled hair bounced with each enthusiastic step. When he reached you, he wrapped his small arms around your legs, squeezing you tightly in a deep warm embrace.

"You come back!" he exclaimed with a mix of relief and happiness in his voice. His words tugged at your heartstrings, and you could feel tears brimming in your eyes. The pure, unfiltered love and innocence in his voice overwhelmed you.

"Y/n," Toji repeated, his voice more certain this time, though it still carried the weight of his remorse. "I... I didn't think I'd ever get to see you again." His eyes softened as they met yours, searching for any sign of the forgiveness he was too afraid to ask for.

You took a step closer, the child clinging to you with an unspoken trust that seemed to break down the barriers Toji had built around his heart. "It's been a long time, Toji," you said gently, your voice carrying a mix of warmth and caution. "A lot has changed."

Toji was content, but his heart still swelled with emotion. One thing he couldn't ignore was the drastic change in your appearance: your body was thinner than before you left, and the bags under your eyes were impossible to miss. He sighed quietly as you spoke to Megumi, who nestled comfortably in your arms.

"Daddy missed you a lot, he was crying sometimes," Megumi said, his small voice full of sincerity as he nuzzled closer to you. You smiled gently at his words before looking up at Toji, your eyes meeting his with a mix of affection and concern. 

You both knew that you needed to clear things up, but with Megumi excitedly being all over you, it was impossible. “Will you come home with us?” Megumi asked, causing you to look back down at him.

“Yeah…” you whispered, your voice soft and tinged with emotion. Megumi's eyes lit up with joy, and he hugged you tightly. You glanced back at Toji, who gave you a small, hopeful smile. Despite the changes and the unspoken words between you, there was a sense of relief in the air. For now, being together was enough.

With Megumi pulling you around the house to show you his new toys, you noticed Toji hovering nearby with a soft smile glued on his face. Seeing the effect you had on Megumi made his heart swell with pride and affection.

“Now we can watch a movie?” Megumi asked, throwing his body onto the couch with a cheeky smile plastered on his face. You couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiasm. “Sure, we can watch a movie,” you replied, your smile mirroring his.

As Megumi nestled closer, resting his head on your lap, he whispered, “You stay here forever with me and papa…” His words were filled with innocence and a longing for permanence. You smiled tenderly, brushing his hair soothingly as his eyes drifted closed, succumbing to sleep.

Toji's gaze lingered on you, his eyes burning with emotion as he watched the interaction between you and Megumi. The warmth of your presence, the familiarity of your bond with their son, it all served as a healing balm to him. The sight of you back here with him, it felt like a salve on old wounds, like a promise of better days ahead.

But beneath the surface, there lingered a question, unspoken yet palpable: Were you going to stay forever? It was a question that hung in the air, heavy with uncertainty and hope, waiting for an answer that only time would reveal.

"Toji, I wanna give it another chance…” you sigh, feeling the weight of your words as they hung in the air. You threw your head back, a mix of uncertainty and hope swirling within you. “But I don’t wanna mess it up.”

Turning to look at him, you found Toji already staring back, his expression a mix of understanding and anticipation. “I’ve been through a lot of stuff that changed me mentally," you continued, your voice soft with vulnerability. "I mean, what if I’m not enough for you?”

Toji reached out, gently taking your hand in his. “You are more than enough,” he said, his voice filled with sincerity. “We've both been through our share of ups and downs, but that doesn’t change how I feel about you. We can work through whatever comes our way, together.”

"And how are you so sure?" you asked, your voice trembling with emotion as tears welled up in your eyes.

"Because," Toji replied, his hands reaching up to gently cup your cheeks, his touch warm and reassuring, "I love you, and I don't want to let you slip away so easily, again."

After so long, he had finally said it. "I love you." Those words, so simple yet so meaningful, meant everything to you. Coming from Toji, they carried even more weight, knowing how it was never easy for him to express his feelings so openly.

His words washed over you, carrying with them a sense of sincerity and devotion that you couldn't ignore. As he wiped away the small tear that slipped down your cheek, you felt a wave of relief wash over you. In that moment, surrounded by the warmth of his love, you knew that maybe, just maybe, everything would be okay.

You couldn't help but notice the small promise ring wrapped around his finger—the one you gave him, the one he never wore because he was too busy wearing his old wedding band. But here he was, wearing the promise ring now.

The sight filled you with a mixture of surprise and warmth. It was a small gesture, but it spoke volumes about his commitment to you, about his willingness to let go of the past and embrace the present with you.

As you looked at the ring, a smile tugged at the corners of your lips, and you reached out to take his hand in yours, intertwining your fingers with his. "You still have it..." you murmured, your fingers gently tracing the ring on his finger. “Why would I not?” Toji replied, his eyes filled with sincerity and love.

"We can't change the past," you said softly, meeting his gaze with a mixture of sadness and determination. "But we can choose how to move forward from here."

Toji couldn't believe his luck. Here you were, back in his bedroom, with his clothes on, fresh from the shower. It felt surreal, like a dream he never thought would come true.

As he watched you, a sense of gratitude washed over him, mingled with a hint of disbelief. The past had been filled with so much pain and uncertainty, but now, in this moment, there was only the soft glow of the lamplight and the comforting presence of you beside him.

With Megumi peacefully sleeping in his own room, the house was quiet, save for the soft hum of the night outside. It was a moment of stillness, of peace, that Toji knew he would cherish forever.

As he moved closer to you, wrapping his arms around you in a tender embrace, he whispered  "I love you, and I was a fool for letting you go," Your heart swelled at his words, hearing the vulnerability and honesty in his voice. It was a confession you had longed to hear, a validation of the love that had never truly faded, despite the distance and the pain.

"I love you too, but it was best for me to leave. You needed to heal," you replied softly, your voice filled with a mix of love and sadness.

Toji's expression softened as he listened to your words, understanding dawning in his eyes. "I know," he murmured, his hand reaching out to gently brush away the tears that fell down your cheeks. "And I'm sorry for everything you had to go through because of me."

You shook your head, leaning into his touch. "It wasn't your fault," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "We both needed time apart to find ourselves again. And now, here we are, together."

Toji's eyes traced every feature on your face, filled with admiration and longing. Leaning in, he pressed a small, tender kiss on your pink, plump lips. The kiss was filled with longing and desire, a silent expression of the love that had never truly faded.

Pulling away, he looked into your eyes, his gaze filled with affection and a hint of uncertainty. But before he could say anything, you leaned in again, your lips meeting his in a passionate embrace. The world around you faded away as your bodies pressed against each other, the sensation of his lips moving against yours sending shivers down your spine.

His body hovered over yours, the cushion beneath you sinking as you melted into each other's embrace. In that moment, there was only the two of you, lost in the heat of the moment and the intensity of your love. 

Toji's hands made their way under the shirt you wore, gently sliding it off you, revealing your bare breasts. His eyes wandered over your exposed skin, filled with desire and longing. But then his gaze landed on your wrist, something he hadn't noticed before due to the coverage of your shirt.

"Toji..." you whispered, your voice filled with apprehension.

His heart felt heavy as he saw the burn marks on your wrist, a painful reminder of the struggles you had faced in his absence. Guilt gnawed at him as he realized the depth of your pain, the scars left behind by wounds he couldn't even begin to imagine.

"I'm so sorry," he murmured, his voice choked with emotion as he reached out to gently trace the marks with his fingertips. "I never knew..."

You nodded, tears welling up in your eyes as you looked at him, seeing the regret and sorrow reflected in his gaze. You caressed his cheeks, your touch gentle and reassuring. "I'm better," you reminded him softly, wanting to ease the weight of his guilt.

You leaned in to kiss him, the urgency and intensity of your desire evident in the messy, passionate embrace. Your tongues danced together, a symphony of longing and love as you lost yourselves in each other's embrace.

You tugged at the waistband of his sweatpants, a silent invitation for him to slide them off. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern. You eagerly nodded, your desire evident in the way your eyes met his with unwavering determination. There was no doubt in your mind—you wanted this, needed this, more than anything.

With a small smile, Toji reached down, slowly sliding off his sweatpants, revealing his cock. The air between you crackled with anticipation as he moved closer, his body now fully exposed to your hungry gaze.

As he hovered over you, his eyes filled with love and desire, you felt a rush of excitement course through you. In this moment, there was no room for doubt or hesitation, only the raw, unbridled passion that consumed you both.

With a passionate intensity, Toji thrust into you, his movements filled with love and urgency. As he kissed your scars tenderly, each touch was a silent declaration of his love and devotion.

With each thrust, you felt the weight of his love pressing into you, a reminder that you were not alone, that he was here with you, sharing in every moment of pleasure and intimacy.

Your soft moans filled his ears, your voice whispering his name like a prayer. "Ah, Toji..." The sound of your pleasure sent a shiver down his spine, his heart fluttering with a mixture of desire and disbelief.

He had dreamed of this moment, of having you here in his arms, but now that it was real, it was more than he could have ever imagined. The intimacy between you was a testament to the depth of your connection, a bond that had endured despite the trials and tribulations you had faced.

As his lips moved over your skin, tracing the marks left behind by your past pain, you felt a sense of healing wash over you. In his embrace, you found solace and reassurance, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them together, stronger than ever before.

That night, after the heat of passion had cooled and the world outside faded into darkness, Toji held you tightly in his arms as you both drifted off to sleep. He couldn't bear the thought of losing you again, the fear of being apart from you once more haunting his thoughts.

With you nestled against his chest, he felt a sense of peace wash over him, a reassurance that as long as you were here, everything would be alright. He held you close, wanting to savor every moment, every breath, knowing that tomorrow wasn't promised.

As he listened to the steady rhythm of your breathing, he whispered “I love you”. In this moment, there was only the two of you, wrapped in each other's embrace, finding solace and comfort in the warmth of your love.

Toji's heart sank as he woke up to find no sight of you beside him. For a moment, panic gripped him as he feared that you might have left. But then, to his relief, he heard laughter echoing from the kitchen, the sound of your voice mingling with Megumi's.

As Toji stood from a distance, watching you and Megumi messily making pancakes together, a warm feeling spread through his chest. Megumi sat on the counter, attempting to mix the batter while you smiled, taking pictures, your laughter filling the room.

Toji couldn't help but smile to himself as he watched you, wearing his shirt that barely reached your mid-thigh, with flour messily in your hair, likely due to Megumi's enthusiastic mixing. The sight of you, so carefree and nurturing with his own child, stirred something deep within Toji.

It was a moment of realization for him, a moment when he knew with certainty that he wanted to have his own children with you. Seeing you act so motherly towards Megumi filled him with a sense of longing and anticipation for the future. He imagined how wonderful it would be to have a family of his own, to see you as the mother of his children, to share in the joys and challenges of parenthood together.

"Daddy!" Megumi's excited voice rang out, and Toji couldn't help but smile as he watched his son.

You turned to Toji, your face lighting up with a radiant smile that seemed to glow like an angel to him. "Good morning, sleepyhead," you greeted him affectionately as he approached, your warmth wrapping around him like a comforting embrace.

Toji's arm instinctively wrapped around your waist as he leaned in to leave a gentle kiss on your shoulder. In that moment, surrounded by the love of his family, he felt a sense of contentment and gratitude wash over him.

As he looked at you and Megumi, he knew that this was where he belonged, with the two of you by his side. And as he savored the warmth of your embrace and the love that filled the room, he couldn't help but feel like the luckiest man in the world.

Epilogue 

"DAD! SHE'S WALKING!" Megumi exclaimed, jumping up and down with excitement. Your eyes glistened with tears of joy as your beautiful daughter took her first steps towards you.

Toji felt his heart warm at the sight, a sense of pride and love swelling within him. He quickly took out his phone to record the moment, just as he had done when Megumi had started walking.

As he watched his daughter take those tentative steps, her tiny hands reaching out for support, Toji felt a sense of wonder and awe. In that moment, he realized how much his life had changed, how much richer and fuller it had become with you and his children in it.

As his daughter finally reached you, her face lighting up with a smile that mirrored your own, Toji knew that this was a moment he would cherish forever. And as he wrapped his arms around you and his children, he felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the family he had been blessed with.

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[emmyrosee]

Imagine having a kid with Sukuna and him urging you to have a day out after giving birth and taking care of the baby so you can have a fun stress free day with friends, and then him having a daddy daughter date. I thought it’s cute 🥰

oh… oh you KNOW HOW I FEEEEEEEEL ABOUT A DAD!AU (bro this got so long im sO SORRY-)

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“Okay, there’s three bottles of milk in the fridge.”

“Okay.”

“And her melts are in the cabinet!”

“I know, I live here too.”

“Oh! And her stuffed lamb is her favorite to nap with-“

“Babe,” Sukuna laughs, wrapping an arm around you. In his other arm, Akiara is held securely, with an arm under her thighs to keep her perched against his chest, the pacifier in her mouth bouncing as she rattles a small toy in her hands. “I got this. It’ll be fine.”

“Okay, but if you need me, call me.”

“I’m not going to call you. Go have fun,” he encourages. Deep down, he knows you’re terrified to leave the baby with anyone for more than 15 minutes, always keeping her in close proximity and within earshot. The farthest you’ve gone is to shower while Sukuna indulges with tummy time, and it seems that every time, you’re surprised the house hasn’t crumbled in the brief period.

But Akiara is five months now. And your friends begged you to come shopping with them, missing you from outings with the group. Sukuna knows you trust him implicitly, but your separation anxiety is physically felt in the air this point. He pulls you in for a hug and presses a kiss to the crown of your head, “go. If the house catches on fire, I’ll call you. Otherwise, I can handle a few hours with my own spawn.” You tense slightly, and he offers you a stern look, “do you trust me?”

“Of course I do, but-“

“Then let me take care of everything. Go.”

You offer him a shaky sigh and make your way over to Akiara in his arms, “mommy loves you so much, okay?” You whisper. She babbles and grabs your hair, and Sukuna can see the nervous tears welling up. “I’ll be home in two hours tops.”

“Don’t time yourself,” he chuckles. “Go with your girlfriends. I gave you the credit card, go buy some clothes, or a necklace, or those expensive ass pastries you love so much.” Then, he nods his head towards the door, “scram. Before you cry your mascara off.”

“Okay,” you sigh. “Okay-“ you blow them both a few kisses as you slowly make your way to the door, “I love you both so much. Behave. Oh, and nap time is at 1:30-“

“Babe. Go,” he snickers. He watches as you open the door and walk backwards out, your eyes focused on the two of them until the door shuts fully, keeping you outside and them on the inside. Sukuna sighs in relief and he adjusts Akiara to be held arms length, “you, stinky girl, need a bath,” he hums, and when the little girl coos, he brings her tiny body up to his mouth to playfully bite her chubby belly, hiccupy laughter filling the air briefly before he pulls a face of disgust and holds her back out. “Yeah. You stink. Like a lot.”

Sukuna wastes no time in setting up her bathtub and cleansing the tiny child with her soaps, letting her splash the warm water for some time until she reaches up for him. He barely gets her out of the tub and into a towel before his phone buzzes wildly. He sighs and answers it, “do I have to block your number?”

“No!” You whine. “I just wanted to see how things were going. I just got to the restaurant, wanted to make sure everything was okay before I ate.”

“Well the dog got out, I broke a vase and our kid went to college, so not great,” he says flatly, and when you huff in annoyance, and smirks, “everything is fine. She just had a bath, I’m trying to dry her off, and then we’re going to watch some of those dancing fruits she likes so much. Goodbye.”

“Wait- you bathed her before you fed her?” You ask.

He pulls his mouth into a straight line, “yes. Because she smelt like shit fart-“

“Sukuna!” You snap.

“If I have to bathe her again, I will. It’s not the end of the world,” he tries to soothe. When you click your tongue he chuckles again. “Okay. Goodbye.”

“Goodbye,” you say, ending the phone call. He pockets the device and looks down at his child. “Shes your mother alright,” he says. His daughter merely babbles and chews on her fingers. He gets her settled into a clean diaper before hoisting her back and onto his hip, making his way to the living room, resting her on his massive stomach and clicking on the TV for some entertainment. There’s a baseball game on, surely you won’t mind if he indulges while his baby lays on his chest.

The colors are good stimulation.

“Who you got money on?” He asks Akiara, who blinks eyes like yours up at him. When she smiles a gummy smile, he shrugs, “I don’t know. They’ve got a really good pitcher.” His thick fingers gently stroke up and down her spine, so gently and warm that he feels Akiara’s breathing slowly even out, his little girl falling asleep on his chest. He winces, he knows you’re not going to be thrilled about an early nap time, but who the hell is he to wake a sleeping baby?

A sleeping baby who sleeps for hours. You’re going to be pissed at him.

By the time the game is over, Akiara is still fast asleep on his chest, tiny hands balled into fists as her long lashes lay on her cheeks. Sukuna’s gotta give you credit, you haven’t called or texted since her bath, and now it’s well into four hours since you’ve left and you’re still out with your friends. He’s proud of you.

He’s not sure how long in total Akiara was sleeping for, but not long after the game, she slowly twitches awake, eyes fluttering open before fixating on him. He watches fondly as her body slowly wakes up, starting with her sleepy eyes that blink open, followed by her mouth which opens to let out the smallest yawn.

“Good morning, sleepy girl,” he hums, gently cradling the back of her head. “Was that a good nap?” Akiara merely thunks her head back against his chest in response. He kisses her head softly before standing up, shuffling to the kitchen to grab one of the prepared bottles from the fridge. He pops it in her mouth, where her tiny fists assist him in holding it. The child drinks the milk happily, wide eyes blinking as she downs the beverage hungrily. He smirks, “definitely my kid.”

With that, you come home.

He can tell by the jingling of keys you’re trying to hurry in as fast as possible, and he snickers at your struggle. Once the door finally creaks open, you haul your bags into the home and kick the door shut, smiling as your eyes land on your little family. “Hey you.”

“What’s up?” He hums, kissing you as you get close. “How was it?”

“It was great!” You squeal, and he can’t fight the way his heart squeezes at your excitement. “I got some new dresses, a pair of heels, some perfumes- oh, and I got you a cologne-“

“That’s my girl,” he says, but he can tell your attention is focused on the small girl he’s currently burping, and he shrugs, “you want to take over?”

When you nod sheepishly, he gently passes Akiara over to you, and you coo down at her, “hi, Mumma’s girl,” you coo, and she burps loudly in your face. “Well excuse you!”

Sukuna can’t fight the laughter that barks from his throat, snickers tearing through until you’re smiling and shaking your head, and he pulls you in for another hug.

He loves that his small family fits in his arms.

[dwatsonsmith]

Choosing the Right Bounce House for your Backyard

Bounce houses are a fun and exciting way to keep kids entertained, but with so many options available, choosing the right one can be overwhelming. This guide will help you navigate the bounce house world, from measuring your space and considering the number of participants to prioritizing safety and exploring different rental companies.

Key Highlights

Choosing the right bounce house requires considering space, age/number of participants, weight capacity, desired features, and safety.

Bounce houses come in various types like traditional, combo, themed, with features like slides and climbing walls.

Renting a bounce house is typically more cost-effective than buying one, especially for occasional use.

By following these steps, you can ensure you choose the perfect bounce house for your next event, providing a safe and joyous experience for children.

How to Choose the Best Bounce House

To choose the best bounce house, consider the following factors:

Measure Your Available Space: Start by measuring the length, width, and height of your backyard to determine the maximum dimensions you can accommodate.

Consider Age and Number of Participants: Younger children require less space, while older children may prefer larger bounce houses. Ensure there is enough room for everyone to play safely.

Assess Weight Capacity: Check the specified weight capacity of the bounce house to ensure it can safely accommodate users without exceeding limits.

Evaluate Styles and Features: Choose from various configurations like traditional houses, combo units with slides, or themed designs based on children's preferences. Factor in additional features that may require more space.

Prioritize Safety: Select a bounce house with safety features like sturdy netting, reinforced seams, and safety entrances/exits. Ensure it complies with industry safety standards and regulations.

Seek Professional Advice: Consult with a professional bounce house provider if you have specific concerns or are unsure about size requirements. They can guide you in choosing the right size and style based on your needs.

By considering these factors and prioritizing safety, you can choose the best bounce house for your backyard, ensuring a safe and enjoyable experience for children.

Types of Bounce Houses

The different types of bounce houses available include:

Traditional Bounce House: This type features an average size and limited functions, primarily focusing on simple bouncing. Some traditional jumpers may include a slide, but typically, they offer no additional features.

Combo Bounce House: Combines various fun functions into one large inflatable structure, such as climbing walls, slides, and bouncing areas. Due to its multiple functions, a combo bounce house is larger and requires more installation space, accommodating more players.

Themed Bouncy Castle: Ideal for special-themed occasions, themed bounce houses come in a wide variety of designs like unicorn bounce houses, princess-themed castles, jungle jump inflatables, and more, adding a thematic element to the play experience.

These various types of bounce houses cater to different preferences and occasions, providing options for both traditional bouncing fun and more elaborate play experiences.

Price Range of Bounce Houses

The average price range for renting a bounce house varies depending on factors such as size, type, and duration. Typically, the average cost for a bounce house rental ranges from $140 to $280 for a 6-hour rental. Additionally, the national average cost of a bounce house rental in 2019 was approximately $240, with prices generally ranging from under $100 to over $400. These prices can fluctuate based on the specific bounce house size, features, and rental company.

Rent vs. Buy

The price difference between renting and buying a bounce house can vary significantly. Renting a bounce house typically costs around $140 to $280 for a 6-hour rental, depending on the size and type of the bounce house. On the other hand, purchasing a commercial-grade bounce house can range from $1,000 to $3,000 on average.

Comparatively, renting a bounce house for a day at approximately $200 may seem more cost-effective than buying one outright for $600 to $800, especially if you only need it for occasional use. Renting provides flexibility and eliminates the need for storage and maintenance costs associated with owning a bounce house. Ultimately, the decision between renting and buying depends on your frequency of use and budget considerations.

Safety Measures

When choosing a bounce house, it's crucial to prioritize safety features to ensure a secure play environment for children. Here are the key safety features to look for:

Sturdy Netting: Opt for a bounce house with sturdy netting to prevent children from falling out during play.

Reinforced Seams: Choose a bounce house with reinforced seams to enhance durability and prevent air leaks, ensuring the structure remains stable during use.

Safety Entrances/Exits: Look for bounce houses with safety entrances/exits that are easy to use and prevent accidental falls when entering or exiting the inflatable.

Compliance with Safety Standards: Ensure that the bounce house meets industry safety standards and regulations to guarantee it has undergone proper testing for safety and quality.

Height Clearance: Consider the height clearance of the bounce house to ensure it fits comfortably within your backyard space without posing any risks of entanglement or collisions.

By prioritizing these safety features, you can select a bounce house that provides a safe and enjoyable experience for children, minimizing the risk of injuries during play.

Conclusion

By considering the factors outlined in this guide, including space, participants, features, and most importantly, safety, you can choose the perfect bounce house to keep the kids entertained for your next event. Remember, renting a bounce house is often more cost-effective than buying one, especially for occasional use.  Just be sure to prioritize safety features like sturdy netting and reinforced seams to ensure a happy and bounce-filled experience.

[konigsblog]

This, but with Stepdad!Simon Riley and his stepdaughter... (🌽 link)

;Being humped by your stepdad.

PHOTO CREDIT: AVE661

TW/CW: SMUT, STEPCEST, DUB-CON AGE DIFFERENCE/GAP (20s - 40s) — DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. MDNI 18+

At the end of the day, can you really blame your stepfather for his perversity? You prance around the house in tiny skirts and revealing dresses, wearing nothing but your panties and thongs beneath the fabric. Of course, Simon is eager to see more, to admire and touch that soft and wet pussy. To Simon, it feels as if what you're doing is purposeful, like you're riling him up. Perhaps you need to be taught a proper lesson on how to behave, yeah?

You're easy to coerce and convince. It doesn't take very long before Simon has you choking on your words and unable to defend and protect yourself, despite being taught by the best about your safety. You slowly and nervously lift your skirt up for him, ashamed of what you're going to do, or let Simon do. You're disgusted at the realisation and intrusive, horrifying thoughts rushing through your filthy mind, scarring you as Simon begins to slide himself into your folds, easing into the tightness of your cunt while pushing you against his big lap. He's secretive about it. He's learnt how to hide his gross touch beneath the dining table during dinners with your mother, questioning you about college to hear the shakiness in your voice, the way you barely manage to get the words out coherently. Only when she leaves to water the plants outside or finishes off the dishes does Simon have privacy with his beloved girl.

You're special to Simon, you give him energy and remind him of his younger days, when he was in his twenties, just like you. Although, he wasn't studying and working hard like his stepdaughter. Instead, he was out on the field, a shotgun in hand and his eyes locked on the enemy, staining his hands with another man's blood. Simon will bounce you up and down on his lap for a quickie while groaning out loudly and deeply beside your ear until you have shivers running down your spine.

Simon digs his teeth into your bare neck to leave scars and hickeys over your skin, grinding his broad hips back and forth while rubbing your clit rapidly, overstimulating you until you're biting your knuckle anxiously through horror and mortification. You have to act normal, keep your voice down as Simon rolls and rubs his swollen, puffy tip against your slick clit, until you're hyperventilating and attempting to close your legs through guilt. You breathe out shakily and grip his muscular thighs firmly, shutting your eyes tightly as you think about how you're betraying your mother's trust.

This isn't the first time Simon has taken advantage of you. It's a common occurrence, especially since you began college. All Simon craves is a young little thing like yourself to keep him young and fresh, to toy with you and take your submissiveness for granted, for his own benefit.