#bratty little baby

[nemesyaaa]

wow wow it was so good! what a pleasure, thank you very much for this imagine! 🥵‼️😊

I love the brat attitude haha. your andy barber x reader is in my favs! I'm going to read your other work which looks just as great!

bratty little baby.

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summary | after you decide to be a brat and challenge andy on completing your homework, the dominant man decides he’s had enough of your attitude and that a bit of brutal punishment has been earned.

pairing | mean!daddy!andy barber x bratty!little!reader

warnings | ohmygod. pure filth. daddy! kink, spanking, fingering & forced org!asm(s?!) (probably one too many! yikes), name-calling (sweet ones and not sweet ones), squirting /-\ imsosorrylol

word count | 1,609

requested by @yeetyeetspidey | Can I request a kinky smut with Andy Barber if your uncomfortable with that can you do one where the reader is just bratty Andy decides to do something about that

an | hi, thank you so so much for the request!!! i love andy barber holy moly, i super hope you don’t mind i went complete! daddy kink with this lol. this is my first ‘kinky’ request so i’m truly taking all the liberties here. (lord forgive me) but HOLY COW this turned out hot

“No,” you state simply, placing your hands on your hips over your high-waisted skirt as you frown slightly at Andy, the single word causing him to raise an eyebrow at you in surprise. Standing next to him as he reads the newspaper at the kitchen table, a wave of bratty confidence has washed over you. And despite knowing you’re getting yourself into trouble, you just can’t help treading into the dangerous territory.

“What was that, sweetheart?” he asks darkly, not entirely sure he’s heard you correctly. You and Andy are both well aware at this point in your relationship that the word ‘no’ isn’t really allotted in your vocabulary, aside from when used with a safeword.

“I said no,” you repeat, causing the man to slam the paper down firmly onto the table, sending a wave of excitement through your body. “I don’t want to do homework,” you continue bravely. “I was just going to go watch some TV.”

“I don’t think so, doll face,” Andy grumbles as he grabs your arm, pulling you over and sitting you down on his lap roughly. “When I asked you to work on your homework, I wasn’t really giving you a choice, y/n. You know that,” he says, stating the obvious.

With your burst of confidence still going strong, you just shrug lazily in response. Widening his eyes slightly, Andy swallows hard, his lips pressing together tightly in a thin line. “Oh, is that how you’re gonna be?” he asks tauntingly. “You wanna be a bad girl all of a sudden, is that it? What happened to my sweet little y/n who was all over me this morning with the cuddles and kisses, huh?”

Only giving him another shrug, his eyes darken even further, and he sighs. “I see,” he trails impatiently. “Well then,” he huffs as he grabs you by your waist and flips you so that you’re bent over his knee, ass sticking straight up in the air, “I guess I’ll have to remind you what happens when you decide to be a little fucking brat.”

Before you can even think of a response, Andy’s whipped up your skirt, exposing your thin lace panties to the cool air. He runs a rough finger under the elastic band of the panties, and you jump and let out a whimper as he snaps it against your tender skin, causing him to smile.

“Such a squirmy little baby,” he coos, ripping the panties down your legs as you wiggle against him helplessly, his strong arm holding you down against his thighs. “Bad girls need to be taught a lesson, isn’t that right, sweetheart?” he reminds you sickly. You simply let out a whimper into your arm as you lay exposed and humiliated, beginning to regret your bold decision to be defiant.

“Mmm, I’m gonna make this ass look so pretty, all bright red from my hand. Is that what you want, pretty girl? Want my hand marks all over your pretty little bottom?” he asks teasingly as he runs his fingers softly against one of your cheeks, causing you to shiver. “Alright, babydoll. Time to remind you who’s in charge,” he warns as he winds up his hand, cracking it down harshly against your tender skin.

You let out a cry as each strike hits your burning flesh, tears beginning to roll down your cheeks as Andy continues well past your point of discomfort, not softening his blows in the slightest despite your pitiful groans and whimpers. “That’s-” whack, “what-” whack, “you-” whack, “get-” whack, “when-” whack, “you’re-” whack, “a-” whack, “bratty-” whack, “little-” whack, “baby,” he grunts through his slaps as your tears and spit beginning to dribble down your chin pathetically.

“You like that, huh?” he demands, his voice rising slightly as he continues to strike down on your ass. “You like it when Daddy has to bend you over his knee and spank your bratty little ass?”

“N-n-no Daddy,” you blubber through your tears, knowing better than to beg him to stop.

“I don’t believe you, not for one second,” he shakes his head as he continues giving his brutal punishment. “I think you love being a dumb little baby, stupid little whore for me,” he grunts as he’s suddenly stopped, his hand trailing down between your legs. Smiling as you let out a confused cry of pleasure, he begins running his fingers against the folds of your pussy, and to nobody’s surprise, you’re already soaking wet. “Oh, see? Such a dirty little girl, so wet from Daddy spanking her,” Andy croons, slipping a finger into your tight opening.

“Mmhhh-… D-Daddy,” you whimper, arousal beginning to burn in your core as he pumps steadily in and out of you, his other arm still holding you down firmly against his lap.

“That’s it, good girl,” he praises as you take in a second finger, your cunt making filthy sounds as his pace increases. “Such a good girl, taking Daddy’s fingers,” he sings. “You gonna cum? Gonna be a good girl now and cum for Daddy?”

“Y-yes, Daddy, please,” you begin to pant as he rubs up against your tender spot, your whole body falling limp as your orgasm sweeps over you in an overwhelming burst of pleasure. Your toes curl up and your eyes roll to the back of your head as Andy finger-fucks the life out of you, your high lasting several seconds before finally settling back down. And as soon as it does, your body snaps to attention, suddenly highly aware and sensitive following your intense climax.

And even though Andy sees this and knows just how sensitive you’ve become, he keeps his fingers moving inside you, causing you to let out a weak whine in protest. “Aww, what’s wrong, baby?” he coos, the sight of you writhing with his fingers still inside of you following an orgasm sending blood straight to his growing bulge.

“P-please, stop,” you sputter as he continues to finger you, panic setting in as you realize his intentions.

“Stop? Why should I stop?” Andy asks innocently as his thumb comes up and brushes against your clit once, causing you to jump and let out a startled cry. “Oh, what’s that? Is that sensitive, sweetheart? Right there?” he asks, slowly dragging his thumb across your swollen nub once more. A new round of tears build in your eyes at the overstimulation, but Andy just smiles, beginning to rub tight circles across your most sensitive spot, picking his pace of thrusting back up to full speed.

“N-n-n-no-o-o,” you heave as he brings you back to the brink of orgasm within just seconds, your body feeling entirely too overwhelmed to handle another climax so quickly.

“Oh, poor baby,” he croons as he watches you fall apart again against him, your orgasm sending wracks of sobs through your quivering body. “That’s a good girl, cumming so hard for Daddy,” he praises darkly as you squirt against his powerful fingers, only able to let out a pathetic cry in humiliation.

“D-done, all done,” you plead as you come down from your high, shaking and gasping for air. But to your complete horror, Andy simply tightens his grip on your waist, pulling his fingers out of your pussy and focusing all of his attention on your clit. The poor bud is bright red and swollen at this point, throbbing painfully as Andy pulls back on the hood and flicks his thumb feverishly directly on the exposed head. “No, n-no!”

“Come on, sweet girl. One more, you can do it,” he encourages as he holds down your squirming body, his cock rock-hard and bulging against your tummy as he restrains you on his lap. “Yeah, that’s it,” he murmurs as he senses another climax building up in you, against your will. “Daddy’s gonna make you cum again, isn’t that right, sweetheart? Gonna make you cum so hard and there’s nothing you can do about it. Stupid little baby,” he smirks as you cry out in pleasure, your third and most powerful orgasm ripping through your body violently at his words.

After several seconds of unbearable pleasure, so strong at this point that it just feels like pain, your body finally comes down from its elevated state of arousal, and Andy pulls his hands away. Choking on your tears and spit, you struggle to find your breaths as he rubs your back soothingly, shushing you gently, “Shh, it’s okay, sweetheart. You did so good, baby; I’m so proud of you.” Though it takes you several more minutes to steady out your breathing, Andy is patient, simply rubbing your back and cooing at you softly as you calm down.

When you’re finally able to look up at him with tear-soaked cheeks, he takes a gentle hand and cups the side of your face, brushing away a few stray tears with his thumb. “You did such a good job, honey. Did you learn your lesson?” he murmurs. You nod weakly, your bottom lip trembling as you fail to even find words to respond to him. “Hey, hey. It’s okay, sweetheart. No more tears, okay? We’re all done; you learned your lesson and won’t do it again, right?”

You nod again, wanting more than anything for him to just wrap you up and hold you until you’re feeling better. “Good girl,” he hums as he helps you up from his knee and cradles you against his chest gently, his soft side showing through as it always does after he completely brutalizes you. “Now let’s go get you cleaned up, sweet girl. After all that Daddy put you through, you ended up making quite the mess.”

[usertoxicyaoi]

"So, live with me. And in exchange, do everything I say."

TAIKAN YOHOU (2023). EPISODE ONE.

[darkkhoney]

Meowdy!

[nightmaregirl]

i told you i look pretty when i cry ♡

Xx

[nemesyaaa]

i will never get tired of it

treated like one. [blurb.]

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summary | andy reminds you what happens when you act like a slut.

pairing | daddy!andy barber x little!reader

warnings | ddlg, butt plug! as punishment (andy says “i know you hate it” but,, im not sure if thats true lol), mocking/degredation, soft!mean!, crying reader, fingering

word count | 460

requested by anon | Could you write a little thing where daddy!Andy punishes reader with a buttplug for being too slutty or something? 🥺👉👈 cuz like imagine being so whiny and almost in tears about it and him just going “I know baby, but it’s the rules” like soft mean Daddy 😭😭

an | omg absolutely soft mean daddy is the best like when they pretend to hate it but it’s what’s best for you 🥺🥺🥺 totally stealing that line lol

“I know, sweetheart. Shhh, it’s okay,” Andy coos at your quiet fussing, squirting out a generous amount of lube onto the baby pink plug in his hands before spreading it around across the smooth silicon surface with his fingers.

Dropping the tube down onto the bed, he turns his attention back to you as you cry quietly on your back, legs spread wide for your daddy. “I know you hate it, honey, but it’s the rules, remember? What happens when my little girl acts like a slut?”

“Sh-she gets treated like one,” you all but wail, whimpering feverishly as you feel the cold tip of the plug pressing up against your tightest hole.

“Shhh, princess,” Andy coos at you softly, bringing his free hand up to spread your wetness across your throbbing clit as a distraction. You let out a whine as he begins to push the object in, the slick sides of it stretching you out sinfully as you blink through tears.

“That’s it, almost there,” Andy encourages, sinking the rest of the plug into you with a painful push. Groaning lightly, you struggle to adjust to the fullness. “There, all plugged up, sweetie,” the man between your legs says as he presses the end of the device down gently, causing you to squirm. “You did such a good job taking your punishment, honey. Think someone deserves a little relief, huh?”

Before you can even think of a response, he’s steadied his pace out on your clit, bringing his lube-covered fingers up to your folds and pressing two fingers in. “D-Daddy,” you choke, the full feeling overwhelming you as heat begins to rise up through your belly.

“Look so pretty like this, all filled up for me,” Andy grunts as he pumps his fingers into you aggressively, brushing up against your soft ceiling as you begin to moan and squirm. “Maybe having a slutty little baby isn’t such a bad thing, after all.”

“Daddy, please!” you cry, an unbearable pressure building up within you as you struggle to keep from falling apart.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Go ahead and cum, cum on Daddy’s fingers. Thaat’s it,” he hums contently as you reach your climax, toes curling up in ecstasy as you ride out your orgasm. “Squeezin’ these fingers so tight, princess. Fuck,” he curses, your cunt clamping down on his long digits as you cum.

As the pulsations begin to slow throughout your body, Andy pulls his fingers from you, licking up your juices as you throb before him. “Th-thank you, Daddy,” you mumble, barely able to keep your eyes open.

“Not used to being thanked for punishments,” he admits with a chuckle, rubbing at your knee lovingly as you struggle to stay conscious. “But oh well, I’ll take it.”

[tenderjock]

don't let it in with no intention to keep it au, p1

The first time Dawn Summers meets Spike, she's twelve years old and supposed to be in bed, technically.

There's been police at their house all day, and their mom has been worried, calling people and driving around and not letting Dawn go to her friend Kayla's house even though she promised last week that Dawn could sleep over if she got all her homework done. It's not fair. Dawn sits on the end of her bed in her PJs and chews on her nails, which is a gross habit that she had stopped doing, but she just can't help it, she's sorry.

It's because Buffy's in trouble, again, and Willow's in the hospital, and Mr. Giles is missing, and the police said a girl died, too, but they didn't say who it was. Dawn heard the police guy tell Mom that if Buffy turned herself in, everything would be alright, but that's a lie. Buffy's in trouble again, and it's big trouble this time, and Dawn's passed the point where she's smug about her big, know-it-all, annoying sister being the problem child and starting to get really scared.

No one's seen Buffy for, like, more than a day.

So when Dawn hears her sister's voice in the front yard, she goes running downstairs and throws open the door. She stumbles to a stop just inside the doorway.

And stares. Buffy is standing on the porch with their mom and a man Dawn doesn't know. Mom looks tense and drawn; so does Buffy. They both have a set to their shoulders that indicates to Dawn that they are mid-argument, only company is over so they have to be polite about it.

The man is funny. He's short, with an angular face and hair bleached almost as pale as his skin. He's all tattooed and he's got a scar in one eyebrow and a piercing in the other and he's wearing a long, leather trench kinda coat with sort of punk rock clothes - he doesn't look like one of Buffy's friends, Dawn thinks, staring at him.

He's staring back at her, an exaggerated tilt to his head, like a curious dog. His eyes look washed-out and nearly colorless in the orange porchlight, pupils too big. They're focused very intensely on her.

"And who might you be, luv?" he asks. His voice sounds funny, like someone from a movie. Dawn blinks at him.

Before she can respond, Buffy darts between them, snarling. "You don't talk to my sister," she snaps.

"Dawn," Mom says. She walks past the man and Buffy, who are now glaring at each other in the doorway, and takes Dawn's hand. "Let's get you to bed."

"But -" Dawn argues. It's not fair, she thinks, it's really not.

"I guess you're gonna have to come in, Spike," she hears Buffy say like acid.

"I guess that's invitation enough," the man - Spike? - says back.

Dawn wants to stay and see what Buffy is doing with this weird man and what it has to do with the dead girl and Willow and Mr. Giles and the police. Her mom, in her infinite wisdom, ignores her twelve-year-old protests and leads her up the stairs and back to her room. She eavesdrops on the rest of the negotiation - the discussion - the fight - crouched at the top of the banister.

And if Spike, on his way out the front door, glances up, catches her eye, and winks, well ... her mom and Buffy don't have to know.

[kellykittyuwu]

I havent talked to my bf all of today, which is weird, cuz we usually vc and talk all day to eachother

But today i was more hyper focusing on mha and kinda binge watching it as much as i could this morning

But finally, like an hour ago, we finally started a vc, and we talked for abit as we do, and he babys me, cuz he's also my CG, and all that.. but then he goes off and does something else while im still talking to him

It's only a little bit irritating, but not the end of the world

But it makes little me bratty because im attention needy tvt

I quack at him with the discord sound board to get his attention

Anyways, im not mad at him or talking down on him, little bby me is just ranting cuz daddi is busy, which meks bby cwanky >:c

[nightmaregirl]

low quality tiddy gif just 4 u💕

Xx

[pearsonspearson]

Jessica ripping into Ava cause she’s mad at Harvey and Ava’s just sitting there like

[darkkhoney]

Mischief managed.

[zappedbyzabka]

“Can we go? I’m bored.” 💅🙄

BRAT. DIVA.

[darlinghijabi]

Needa nap 😴