#daddy luke (sfw)

[undeadfaun-re]

wittle luke <3 with a glowy lightsaber rattle bc i cldnt help myself

[DNI K!NK/ABD7/DD7G/CG7]

[rafeandonlyrafe]

defending you (nsfw version)

i somehow forgot this fic when i was reuploading all the ones from my old blog. fun fact: this is the first rafe fic i ever wrote! and i actually wrote two different versions. this is the established relationship and smut version, here is the sfw version!

words: 3.9k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, bullying?, violence, p in v sex, unprotected sex, cockwarming, daddy kink, fingering, female receiving oral,

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“rafe!” you yell, relieved to see him standing out on his dock, sorting through something in a box. you swim closer, the final stretch of the long distance somehow seeming like miles.

“rafe!” you yell again, waiting for him to hear, but you know the sound of the whipping wind is carrying your voice in the opposite direction.

rafe straightens up, and turns back towards tanneyhill. “rafe!” you’re yelling desperately at this point. he finally turns, having heard what he thought was his name. he scans the dock quickly, thinking he’s going crazy hearing things, and then he sees you wave at him frantically from in the water.

“y/n?” rafe screams, his face going pale seeing you swimming towards the dock.

“rafe.” you smile, received to finally be done with your long swim. 

“what are you doing?” rafe rushes towards the ladder as you begin to climb up, legs and arms weak. “the water is freezing and there’s a storm coming in.”

“i know.” you shiver as you pull yourself onto the dock, with help from rafe. you can’t even stand as your legs crumble. “i was paddleboarding before the storm came and someone came and knocked me off my board and took it and my paddle. i swam here because it was closest.”

you’ve never formally labeled your relationship with rafe, not beyond him calling you ‘my girl’, but everyone on the island knows you’re an item. 

it all started with your friendship with sarah. you’re not rich enough to be a kook, but not poor enough to be a pogue, leaving you in a weird middle ground that you’ve grown to love, getting accepted into both groups' parties. you became friends with sarah pretty quickly when you both agreed that the silly feud between the two sides of the island has gotten too extreme.

whenever you would sleep over with sarah, or even just head out to surf or get ice cream, rafe would find some sort of way to be involved, much to sarah’s annoyance and your joy.

it wasn’t until you and sarah began to grow apart that rafe made his move. he kissed you one night at a party and ever since then, it’s been the two of you against the world. you still get along with sarah, but it’s different now that you’re with her brother.

“who took your board?” rafe eyes flash with anger, the kind all the pogues tell you he’s capable of, but that you haven’t seen for yourself. you know rafe hides his bad parts from you, but you’ve heard whisperings from people about the best place to score on the island, and that his rage can get out of control.

“kelce’s friend. i don’t know his name. that blonde guy.”

“topper?” rafe questions, knowing it can’t be him, but can’t think of any other guy you might be referring to.

“no, no. that new guy. family just moved into that blue house.”

“luke?” rafe practically spits his name out.

“yeah, him.” you nod, a shiver racking through your body. the water was the coldest you’ve ever felt it in obx, but thankfully your hard swimming kept you from being too cold. it’s only now, on the dock with the harsh wind, that you feel the real chill.

“hold on, let me get you a towel.” rafe curses himself for not getting you one quicker. he runs to the nearest boat, flipping open a seat and grabbing the fluffiest, warmest towel he sees.

rafe helps you stand now that you’ve got some feeling back in your legs. he wraps the towel tightly around you, pulling you into his arms to warm you up even more.

“what kind of boat was he driving?” rafe asks

you don’t want to talk, or think, just want to lay your head against rafe’s chest and soak up his warmth, but you’re eventually able to mutter out, “a black speedboat. i don’t know more than that, it all happened so fast.” truth was, you knew it was an expensive brand, just way beyond anything your family would be able to afford, so you had no clue what it was.

“and he just came and knocked you off?” rafe curses himself as soon as he says it, because it sounds like he doesn’t believe you, but really he just wants to get the story straight before he beats this guy to a pulp.

“yeah.” you sniffle. “he made a huge wake on purpose that made me fall off, and then he just grabbed my board and paddle before i could get back on.”

“y/n?” you hear your name being called and turn to look down the dock at ward and rose, concern etched over their features. you got along decent well with them, being invited to some family dinners with rafe, but there was still a bit of awkwardness, you being the first longterm girlfriend that rafe has ever had.

“hi, sir.” you say as he walks closer, stepping out of rafe’s arms.

“don’t tell me you were swimming in this weather.” ward says. it is unseasonably cold in the outer banks, and the wind is picking up every second with dark clouds on the horizon.

“not intentionally.” you shake your head. "someone knocked me off my paddleboard and they took it. i swam here because it was closest."

ward looks at his son, and rafe gives a stern nod, a silent conversation happening that you’re not privy to.

“i’m gonna go get your board back for you, y/n.” rafe says, effortlessly snatching the boat keys out of the air that his father tosses to him.

“rafe, i don’t expect you to do that. plus the storm-” your worried expression is snatched off of your face with a quick kiss from rafe.

“we look out for own here, yeah?” rafe says, hand coming to your face and pushing a lock of hair behind your ear.

“thank you.” you say with a tight swallow of your throat, worried about rafe in this weather, but knowing that there’s no stopping him.

“i’ll be back soon, you go inside and warm up, okay?” rafe says, stepping back towards the boat. you nod, a tight feeling twisting in your stomach as you watch rafe going to defend you, going to get back what’s yours. he especially knows what that paddleboard means to you, having bought it for you himself. you had one from your parents, but it was a few years old and worn from how much you use it.

“come on, y/n.” rose says, placing a hand on your back as you walk up the dock to the house.

“thank you so much.” you say as you reach the kitchen, rose handing you a glass of water.

“no problem at all, you know you’re always welcome here.” ward says, and you almost blush at the approval of rafe’s father. you’ve always tried hard to get on his good side, being almost overly polite and helping out whenever needed, but what really won rose and ward over was rose going to your mothers hair salon. it’s the best on the island and your mom gives her extra product since you’re with her stepson.

“are you okay? can i get you anything else?” rose asks you.

“no, thank you so much. i might just go hop in the shower and wait for rafe to come back in his room, if you don’t mind?” you give the best pleading puppy dog eyes you can to ward, and he nods after only a second of hesitation. he doesn’t like you being in rafes room, and usually makes you hang out in common areas, which lead to a lot of interrupted cuddling or makeout sessions.

it’s not like ward is completely unaware what you two get up to, he even one time bought rafe a pack of condoms and attempted to have a safe sex conversation with him, much to rafe’s dismay, which he later recanted to you, before pouting that you were giggling at him, but made up for it by putting one of those condoms to good use.

“thank you again for helping me, i was so scared out there all alone.” 

“go before i change my mind.” ward says. you give a flash of a smile before speed walking towards rafe’s room, a path you know by heart. you undress in his attached bathroom, leaving your wet clothes on the floor.

you take a deep sigh of relief at the warm water, but you don’t want to spend too long in there, anxiously awaiting rafes arrival back. you use his soap, the one that leaves a scent on his skin that you’re obsessed with, but forgo trying to control your hair, opting to put it up in a bun with the hair ties he leaves in his bathroom cabinet for you.

you end up grabbing clothes from rafes closet, even though you know sarah won’t mind if you borrow some of hers, putting on one of the few casual tshirts rafe has, as well as his boxers in favor of actual bottoms.

you’ve warmed up a lot, but there’s still a chill in your bones, so you slide under the covers, flipping on the tv, missing your phone at this moment which is sitting at home, waiting for you to return from your paddleboarding trip.

you’re about to drift off when the door suddenly opens.

“rafe.” you breath out, hopping out of the bed to go to him. he’s soaking wet from the rain that came in with the storm, but he’s got a proud gleam in his eye.

“i got your board back.” rafe says. “and that asshole won’t mess with you anymore.”

you gulp, hoping that just means rafe gave him a stern talking to, but as you look down at his knuckles, you can tell it’s not true.

“rafe!” you gasp, grabbing his hand and lifting it up. his knuckles are red and looked bruised.

“it’s alright, baby.” rafe says, stepping into the room and closing and locking the door behind him. “i just punched him once so he would know not to mess with you again. i know you don’t like violence, but he needed to learn his lesson not to mess with you.”

you pout, but nod in agreement. you certainly wouldn’t want any other girls, or anyone at all for that matter, to fall victim to the same ‘prank’ he did to you. 

“thank you so much.” you place your hands on rafes neck and bring his head down so you can kiss him, having to get up on your tippy toes to do so.

“anything for you baby, you know how much i love you.” but you don’t, and you freeze at the words.

“what, you don’t love me back?” rafe teases, acting like he didn’t just drop something so huge for the first time in your relationship.

“of course i love you, rafey, i just didn’t expect you to say it.” you blush, ducking your head. you’ve actually thought over the past couple months about your time with rafe, how safe and loved he made you feel. it came naturally to you, loving him.

rafe ducks down for a strong kiss, leaving you breathless when he pulls away and strides towards the bathroom. “gonna shower quickly princess, you get back in bed.”

“okay.” you say shyly, suddenly nervous. you get back under the covers, thankful for the thick comforter wrapping you in warmth. your eyes return to the tv, and you don’t even realize that you’ve started to drift off until you’re suddenly awoken by the bathroom door opening and shutting and rafe stepping out in just a towel wrapped around his waist.

“oh, i’m sorry baby, i didn’t mean to wake you.” rafe says, seeing the sleep in your eyes and how desperately you need it.

“it’s okay.” you sit up, only for rafe to gently push your shoulder back into bed. he climbs in next to you, leaving the towel around his waist much to your disappointment.

“but i have to thank you for getting my board back.” you pout as rafe wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you into his chest.

“you can thank me once you’ve rested.” rafe says, stretching to turn the lamp next to the bed off. he also turns down the tv, but leaves it on.

“mmkay.” you really don’t have it within you to argue. you lay your head against rafe’s chest and snuggle close, a shiver wracking through your body.

“are you still cold?” rafe’s body tenses under you.

“i think the effects are still wearing off, im okay though, promise.” you really don’t want rafe to leave to go punch luke again, so calming him down is your best bet.

“i got something that can warm you up, princess.” rafe says, hands suddenly finding your hips. his fingers skim underneath his boxers that you’re wearing, and you can’t help but let out a soft moan, knowing there’s no way ward or rose can hear you from the opposite wing of the house, and with the rain now battering against the windows.

“off, please.” rafe says, tugging them down. you help maneuver until you’re left in just his shirt.

rafe tugs you so you’re half on top of him, one leg slinged over his hips. his hands find your pussy instantly, pleased that your wetness is already growing.

“my pretty girl needs daddy, right?” rafe says, using the nickname for himself that has you biting your lip, feeling your nipples harden against his chest.

rafe laughs gently, fingers sweeping up and down the outsides of your folds, not moving closer like you want him to. he only teases for a minute before he presses his finger against your hole. you instantly relax at the familiar feeling, letting him shove his long and slender finger inside of you.

you’re able to get just enough angle to grind your clit into the towel, making his finger thrust in and out even easier. you let out a mewl as a second one presses against your entrance.

“you can take it, baby.” rafe says, causing you to shake your head. usually rafe gives you a lot of time to warm up before he even tries to finger or fuck you, knowing how much it helps you loosen up.

“you can.” rafe says, rubbing his hand up and down your back. “you wanna know how i know you can? because you’re my good little girl, and you’d never disappoint me. so you’re gonna take both my fingers, and then you’re gonna take my cock, alright?”

you stay silent as his second finger enters you, it only burns for a split second before the pleasure returns.

“answer me.” rafe says softly, knowing better than to be too rough with you considering what you just went through.

“gonna take your cock.” you nod. “gonna be good for you.” you lift your head off of his chest to kiss along his jaw, nipping at it with a giggle when he clenches it as you grind your hips just right to press against his cock, already completely hard under the towel.

rafe drags his fingers out, somewhat reluctantly as he already misses feeling you clenching around him, but is brought relief knowing his cock will be next. he pulls the towel to the side, letting himself spring free and rub against your bare pussy.

“do you trust me?” rafe whispers, not making any move to reach for a condom.

“of course.” you say, kissing the side of his mouth, “i love you.”

rafe slides his fingers up to your clit, rubbing it gently as he presses his cock against your entrance. you sink down onto him, eyes squeezing tightly closed as the pleasure takes over.

“good girl. almost all the way in.” rafe says, helping push your hips down until you’re fully rested on his cock. you lay your head back down on his chest, letting yourself breathe as you wait for rafe to begin to snap his hips up into you, or for his hands to tap your hips, signaling you to move.

it doesn’t come, and eventually you begin to rock, wondering if rafe was letting you take control.

“no, no, shhh.” rafe says, holding your hips down. “let me just warm you up from the inside baby, you go back to sleep. when you wake up i’ll put a condom on and fuck you like you deserve.”

you realize as he speaks that you are now completely warmed up, his cock bringing you to the perfect temperature.

“you sure, baby?” you ask, hoping he says yes, loving the thought of sleeping together, joined in the most intimate way.

“of course i’m sure. you keep my cock nice and warm in that sweet pussy and i’ll keep you warm in my arms.” 

“thank you.” you turn your head to kiss his chest. “i love you so much.”

“love you too. now close those beautiful eyes and get some rest. i know you’re tired.”

rafe is right, as soon as you stop fighting the sleep, you’re out like a light.

you’re not sure how long you sleep before a loud clap of thunder wakes you up. you lift your head, the only light in the room being from the tv, still on, now muted. 

you circle your hips, smiling at feeling rafe’s cock still deep inside you. “mmm, that feels good baby.” rafe says, also waking up from the storm.

“can you fuck me now?” you ask, almost politely. it makes rafe smile, thinking about what a good girl you are.

“i thought you said you wanted to thank me? don’t you wanna ride me?”

you nod quickly, glad to have a chance to be in charge. usually rafe is the one on top, not liking to be out of control, so you start moving before he has a chance to rethink.

you sit up, his cock hitting a whole different angle as your position changes.

“wait.” rafe places a hand on your hip. “let me put a condom on first.”

“it’s okay.” you say quietly, not sure if rafe feels the same way. “i’m on birth control and i’ll take a plan b tomorrow. you’re doing such a good job warming me up i want your cum warming my insides up too.”

this sends rafe into a spiral, the thoughts of flooding your insides, of marking you as his. even though he knows its too early, he thinks about the future where he gets to cum inside you with no birth control or plan b taken the next morning, seeing your tummy swell up, marking you as his.

his plants his feet on the bed and begins to fuck up into you, his hands lifting you up and down in pace with his thrusts. you place your hands on his chest to try to keep yourself stable, not regretting your words even though it now means you don’t get the control you were secretly excited for.

“you want me to fill you, huh, my perfect slut?” rafe asks, rubbing one hand aggressively over your clit.

“yes, rafe.” you whine, grinding into his thumb. his cock is throbbing inside you, and you know neither of you are going to last much longer, considering he’s been inside you for at least a couple hours.

rafe flips you suddenly, not wanting his little princess to have to do any more work than you need to. 

“so good rafey.” you whine, his cock hitting your sweet spot every time, making you see stars. 

your head picks up suddenly when his dick leaves you, making tears instantly fall from your eyes at the loss.

“it’s okay, baby, don’t cry.” rafe kisses the tears away quickly, before pressing one to your lips. “i just need to taste your pretty pussy before i cum all inside it.” 

rafe slinks down the bed, and you watch him with wide eyes. rafe will give you head sometimes, but he much prefers getting right into the action and fucking you, feeling no better joy than when you’re joined together.

rafe lays between your legs, adjusting his erection so he doesn’t cum on the bed from pressing against it. you spread your legs for him, giving him a shy smile as his eyes find yours.

“keep them open. look at me. watch the man who loves you kiss your pretty little pussy.” rafe’s words make you want to flutter your eyes close, to toss your head back, but you fight that instinct to keep looking at him.

rafe leans forward, licking from your dripping entrance all the way up to your clit. you moan as he wraps his lips around your clit, sucking it harshly, wanting to get you as close as possible to cumming, because he knows once he’s inside of you again, he’s only lasting a couple thrusts.

he switches between tonguing at your clit and sucking on it, trying his best to keep you on your toes, not knowing what sensation to prepare for. he swipes his tongue down ever few moments, tasting your wetness like golden honey on his tongue.

“taste so sweet, princess.” rafe says, making an embarrassing slurping noise that has you momentarily covering your face with your hands, before remembering rafe’s order to keep your eyes on him. “gotta eat you out more often, my favorite little meal.”

your hands move to rafes hair, dragging him back up to your clit. rafe flattens his tongue against it, letting your hips move and grind just how you like it against his tongue.

“fuck baby.” rafe has to rip his head away as he feels your clit start to throb, signaling how close you are.

“need you rafey.” you whine. he moves quickly to your pleads, his cock reentering you quickly, hips thrusting wildly. he places the palm of his hand against your clit, grinding it down.

“fuck, baby, so good.” you whine. “so close rafey.” 

“me too, princess.” rafe says with a grunt, his voice gruffer than you’ve ever heard it. “gonna fill this pretty pussy up. my favorite little kitty. gonna breed you. you want my kids one day, huh?”

“yes, rafe, want your babies.” you cry out as you can’t hold back any longer, your orgasm washing over you like the waves outside hitting the shore. the tightening of your pussy around his cock has rafe cumming instantly, spurting thick ropes of white inside of you. 

he collapses down as the last few drops of cum are squeezed out of him by your pulsating pussy.

neither of you say anything for a few minutes, rafe just rolls you over so you’re on top of him, his cock still deep inside you, plugging you from letting any cum drip out.

rafe begins to slowly pull out, but your hips follow him. “please stay inside me until morning.” you pout.

“you want me in you all night?” rafe says, pushing some of your hair off your face that’s sticking to your sweat. 

you nod, tiredly blinking at him as sleep begins to overtake your body again. rafe smiles gently. “of course i’ll stay inside you.”

“thank you.” you whisper, kissing along his cheek, until you reach his mouth. your lips slide against each other, and you resist the urge to squeeze your pussy around him for a round 2, knowing how tired he must be from the sudden burst of energy.

you’ve never slept calmer than you have with rafe filling the missing pieces inside of you.

[candied-boys]

📻Country Radio Themed Prompt List🐎

Y'all, it's rodeo season and I'm havin' a hot cowgirl summer!

I know there are at least a few of us out here who love a little small town, texas two-step, roll in the hay, tailgate party, coffee with a sunrise, dusty boots and sundresses kinda slow life. I know I can't stop putting my favs in situations whenever I listen to country music and I hope y'all hop on the bandwagon and join me for my first creation challenge!

So round up your fav cowboys and giddy up, gurl! We ride 'til the end of September! Radio playlists below👇

FAQ:

Can I submit something I already created if it fits the vibe?

HELL YEAH! Old content that fits the theme in anyway and new creations are all welcome! (Honestly even if it doesn't fit any of the prompts, I'll take any country content I can get so please reblog your works and tag me!)

How can I write for the country genre if I'm not familiar with it?

Don't sweat it! If you vibe with anything here that's more than enough! I tried to pick lyrics with a variety of themes - family, love, coming of age, angst, bad boys/girls etc. They all centre around a sense of connection and relationships - universally human themes.

We're all here playing games that locate the characters inside cultures outside of Japan and we're here writing for cultures outside our own when writing for these games, so don't be shy! Just let yourself have fun.

What should I do with lyrics?

Use the prompts however you like; Any and all types of content submissions are welcome — writing, drabbles, head canons, drawing, mood boards, playlists, whatever makes you say, "Hell yeah!"

Examples: You could use the lyrics directly as quotes, indirectly as the premise for the art. Anything! You could incorporate the lyrics from the rest of the song. There are a ton of great lines/ideas in the rest of each song. You're not restricted to these quotes. I just picked ones that speak to me or have a strong image. If you vibe with it and it inspires you, go for it!

What fandoms can I use with these prompts?

Any suitors from games by CYBIRD (Ikepri, Ikevamp, Ikerev, MidCin, Ikevil, Ikesen, Ikegen, Morganatic Idol, ANYTHING)

What kind of content is allowed?

Sfw, nsfw, dark, angst, fluff, suitor x suitor, selfship, oc x suitor — anything is fine. I only ask that you use Tumblr’s built-in content label system to mark content as mature when appropriate. Use tags and warnings as you see necessary.

What tags should I use?

#CountryRadioCC

please at me @candied-boys so I can add your work to a masterlist

Playlists:

Lyrics:

Heart Like A Truck - Lainey Wilson

I got a hankering for four wide tires

And I can't help it, it's the way I'm wired

'Fore you get too close

Boy, you need to know

Turn - Tyler Hubbard

The way she turns 501s into long, tan legs

She can turn a bad day around like she turns those heads

She can turn one little look into turnin' me on

Five more minutes into all night long

Fishin' in the Dark - Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

And it don't matter if we sit forever

And the fish don't bite

Jump in the river and cool ourselves

From the heat of the night

I Grew Up On A Farm - The Reklaws

Why I gotta watch the sunrise

Job ain't ever done till it's done right

I'll tell you what makes me cry about a steel guitar

And why I gotta work so hard

Dirt Cheap - Cody Johnson

That little girl that used to swing right there

I still see her pink bow in her brown hair

Runnin' up after one of them long days

A big smile makin' every little worry fade

Use Me - Dallas Smith

I'll let you go like I always do

Won't hurt as bad 'cause I always knew

That I was just a chapter, no happily-ever-after

Old Dirt Roads - Owen Riegling

Come and find me down where the treeline ends

And the cattails grow

We can be free, livin' our dreams out

Singin' to the radio

American Kids - Kenny Chesney

Sister's got a boyfriend Daddy doesn't like

Now he's sittin' out back, 3030 in his lap

In the blue bug zapper light

Fast Car - Luke Combs

Won't have to drive too far

Just across the border and into the city

And you and I can both get jobs

Finally see what it means to be living

Long Hot Summer - Keith Urban

I wanna see your brown skin shimmer

In the sun for the first time

I gotta be the one who knows just what to do to you

To get me that smile

I Like It, I Love It - Tim McGraw

Spent 48 dollars last night at the county fair

I throwed out my shoulder, but I won her that teddy bear

Cowgirls - Morgan Wallen

And she got a cold heart but she got a warm smile

Cut from the same cloth, she kinda buck-wild

Little bit angel, whole lotta outlaw

She's trouble but I'll tell you right now, y'all

A banner for y'all:

Adorable horse dividers by @/plum98

[bluemoonlrh]

boyfriend luke thoughts part two

my work contains content that is only suitable for those that are 18+. minors do not interact with my work. you will be blocked.

sfw thoughts

✩ lazy mornings with your head on his chest. he’s got an arm wrapped around your waist, eyes barely open as he stirs awake

✩ he loves listening to you read to him! he’ll sit and pick apart the pieces of poetry in his head and hold them close in his heart

✩ fashion shows after a shopping trip. he’s gotta show you everything

✩ lots of kisses— pecks on the lips, smooches on the cheeks, soft and gentle (and lingering) kisses to your forehead

✩ bone crushing hugs!!

✩ definitely said i love you first

✩ small matching tattoos

✩ loves when you wear his jewelry or sweaters. there’s nothing better than seeing one of his sweaters, too big for you, hanging from your shoulders. or seeing you’ve styled up one of your outfits with his necklaces or rings.

✩ shows you his song ideas first

✩ holds a hand painted guitar, one you two painted together for a date night, near and dear to his heart. it sits in a stand in the corner and serves as his inspiration (bc he thinks of you) when he looks at it

nsfw thoughts

✩ adores getting nudes when he’s away for a long time

✩ definitely has a size kink

✩ likes when you wear pretty lingerie. especially when you surprise him with new sets (he really loves satin and silk)

✩ will try anything at least once

✩ isn’t much of a daddy!kink kinda guy

✩ sub!luke. that’s it

[murdrdocs]

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★ YUP!

: ̗̀➛ cnc, somnophilia, piss (holding and letting go), blood play, knife play, exhibitionism, size kink, snowballing, impact play, pregnancy, breeding, praise, degradation, voyeurism

: ̗̀➛ cheating/infidelity, stepcest, drunk sex, threesomes, cuckolding, predator/prey, period sex, sex pollen

: ̗̀➛ fluff, angst

★ MAYBE ... !

: ̗̀➛ mommy kink, daddy kink, brat taming, feet/foot fetish, corruption

: ̗̀➛ pseudocest (iffy on adoptation), gunplay

: ̗̀➛ pegging, high sex (weed)

★ NAH !

: ̗̀➛ ddlg/age play, extreme degradation, race play, pet play, noncon, pissing in mouths, food play, feeding/feederism, teacher x student, period comfort ("___ taking care of you on your period")

: ̗̀➛ incest, being caught, kidnapping, sex w family near

: ̗̀➛ real people, male reader, major character/reader death, mental illnesses, ass eating, scat, sexual assault

characters ! 

* indicates sfw only ★ indicates current favorites

: ̗̀➛ stranger things : steve harrington, robin buckley, eddie munson, dmitri antonov

: ̗̀➛ outer banks : jj maybank, rafe cameron, sarah cameron 

: ̗̀➛  the hunger games : peeta mellark, katniss everdeen, finnick odair, johanna mason, young coriolanus snow

: ̗̀➛ scream : ethan landry, stu macher, chad meeks-martin, quinn bailey, charlie walker, anika kayoko, wes hicks

: ̗̀➛ avatar : neteyam sully*, jake sully, neytiri sully

: ̗̀➛ mcu : peter parker, loki laufeyson, matt murdock, adam warlock, peter b parker, miguel o'hara, hobie brown, peter quill

: ̗̀➛ teen wolf : stiles stilinski, theo raeken

: ̗̀➛ five nights at freddy's (2023) : vanessa shelley, mike schmidt

: ̗̀➛  pjo (2023) : luke castellan, ares, sally jackson, poseidon

: ̗̀➛  dune (2021-present) : leto atreides I, duncan idaho, feyd-rautha harkonnen, lady jessica, princess irulan corrino

: ̗̀➛ challengers (2024): art donaldson, tashi donaldson, patrick zweig

★ : ̗̀➛ the bear (2022-present) : carmen berzatto, sydney adamu, richie jerimovich, luca

: ̗̀➛  misc : dave lizewski (kickass), barbara handler (barbie)*, rodrick heffley (doawk), felix catton (saltburn), oliver quick (saltburn),

unsure about your favorite character? ask me about it!  

[runawayonryo]

do you write for star wars?

can u do han solo hcs sfw and nsfw

sure! i think han is so hot omg

SFW:

we all know, han can be cocky- i mean he is the definition of cockyness, however he'll warm up to you a little. emphasis on little- most likely your relationship starts after he realizes his more-than-confusing feelings towards you. He'll ask luke and even chewie for advice even though he is considered a ladies man. for the longest time, he was what people call a fuckboy, but with you it seems different, his goal isn't just to get into your pants, but something more. something...romantic?

he'll invite you for nights out to the cantina, paying for all your drinks and will even offer you an all exclusive ride on his baby, the millennium falcon. He'll take you out to buy anything and everything you could want, and ever wanted. He'll spoil you rotten just to get on your sweet side. He really, doesn't. know. how. to. do this in a considerably "normal" way? he'd only get girls/boys with money or the promise of a free ride, but that's it. nothing serious.

once things between you evolve into an actual relationship, he calls himself the luckiest man alive. Will wake you every morning with a sweet kiss

he loves to hang out and just- talk.

loves cuddling, even thought he might not seem like the type to like it much. he secretly does, you'll find him nuzzling up against you when you fall asleep

will try cooking for you, but fails and will just take you out for dinner

many, many cantina dates

will teach you how to fly the millennium falcon

loves when you wear his clothes, and i mean LOVES

he's the type of guy who you'll ask for 5 bucks, and he'll give you 100. He's extra okay? but damn, you love it

still a little cocky though, will brag about all kinds of things and will pretend not to care too much about you around others- but you know that it's far from the truth

NSFW:

big dick. 8 inches, a little hair maybe, also girth- the girth is amazing.

And yes- if h catches you drooling over his bulge he'll bring the classic "like what you see?" if it was anyone else you'd slap them- but with han it's just different

this man studied eating pussy/sucking cock, like- he has a dam degree in it. he'll make you squirm and scream his name within a minute

is a tease- like a huge tease. he'll realize you're cumming and he'll just- stop or slow down. all for the slight satisfaction he gets out of seeing the annoyance in your eyes

will then proceed to annihilate your poor senses. he'll suck/lick/fuck the best he can until you cum at least twice in a row

but dont think he doesn't like receiving- oh no.

when you suck his thick cock, his hands will most likely find leverage on your head, forcing you further down onto his tasty cock

he loves seeing and feeling you choke around him

loves cumming down your throat, will also praise you on how good you are for swallow, but wont hate you for spitting out every one and awhile

han has a plethora of kinks, some include: 

degration {mainly towards you}: will call you a cumslut, a desperate whore, dirty boy/girl

daddy kink

bondage {both}

orgasm denial {you}

spanking {you}

choking {mostly you, but he'll let you choke him if you top him, which is rare}

hair pulling {his}

very slight, humiliation

voyerism {loves watching you masturbate}

will 100% fuck you on the millennium falcon every one and awhile

[collin-thegreat]

Welcome To my blog

I'm Collin, I'm 19 woooo

I have a reblog account now please follow it, it's @collin-reblogs

credit to dividers- @sister-lucifer

I'm in college to become a pediatric dental assistant and then also a pediatric dental hygienist

just your regular emo, weeb chick, thats also a simp for anime men.

I update this post anytime i finish a draft as well as new characters and games are out/leaked

I refuse to interact with Minors and ageless blogs because I don't feel comfortable interacting with these types of blogs they will be blocked as well, my old content may not have mentioned "minors do not interact" but that doesn't mean interact with any of my content if you are one.

I consider minors as below 18

I will though write fluff and platonic stuff for minors but please don't ask for smut I really don't feel comfortable writing smut for minors

I started out writing on wattpad I still do write on wattpad (I have a few fanfics)

this is a blog about mostly anime, and I will eventually be writing fanfics, one-shots for many anime guys and girls requests are closed since I don't have my laptop atm and I have 8 drafts I need to finish. I take brainrots😝, fluff, smut, not big on angst but I will write angst for certain characters, for these guys, girls, and more.

There are characters from some of these below that I will only write platonic and fluff and maybe angst (depending on the character you choose) cuz I don't feel comfortable doing any smut for them cuz I do not see them as someone other than innocent

Jujutsu Kaisen

Gojo Satoru done- birthday drabble Toji Fushiguro Nanami Kento in progress- Nsfw Headcanons Megumi Fushiguro Sukuna Ryomen done- nsfw headcanons Naoyo Zenin Toge Inumaki yuuta Itadori Yuuji Nobara Ino Shiu Hakari geto Choso Mei Mei Maki Zenin Mai Zenin

Haikyuu

Sakusa Kiyoomi (my mans/daddy) done- sfw headcanons done- NSFW headcanons done- part1 of sakusa birthday one-shot Atsumu Miya (pretty boy #3) Osamu Miya (Better twin) in progress- NSFW Headcannons Kita Shinsuke(pretty boy #4) Suna Rintarou(pretty fox boy) done- NSFW Headcanons done- SFW Headcannons futakuchi Aone Oikawa Tooru(pretty door) Terushima(daddy) Ushijima Wakatoshi(Buff daddy#1) Iwaizumi Hajime(buff daddy #2) in progress- NSFW Headcannons Done- Music Drabble Bokuto Koutoru (buff daddy #3) Daichi (Buff Daddy #4) Yaku done- Music drabble Kuroo Tetsuro(daddy rooster) Done: music drabble Akaashi Keiji (Pretty boy #1) Yamamoto done- Music drabble Kageyama Tobio(Pretty boy #2) Tendou Satori (Kinnie #1) Semi Semi Daishou Lev Sugawara Done- sfw/fluffy headcanons Tsukishima (salt boyo) Kenma done- music drabble shoyo (platonic only. this could change in the future) if you want others request

Naruto

Kakashi itachi sasuke naruto

Fairy tale

gray fullbuster natsu dragoneel rogue sting laxsus Mira Cana Erza Sting cobra/eric lyon gajeel juvia jallal

Obey Me

Lucifer done- sfw headcanons done- nsfw headcanons Diavolo levi mammon Beelzebub done- Nsfw Headcanons belphie barbatos satan solomon asmo simeon luke (PLATONIC ONLY)

Spy x Family

Loid yor

Demon Slayer

Muzan akaza douma tanjiro inosuke shinobu rengoku uzui obanai giyuu zenitsu kanea

Balance Unlimited

Daisuke Haru

Mha

Bakugou not done- sfw headcanons not done- NSFW headcanons Shoto Dabi hawks Aizawa midoriya denki kirishima Overhaul Shinsou twice tamaki monoma Present Mic Tetsutetsu Shindo Sero Ojiro will add more when I get the drafts done❤

attack on titan

Levi Ackerman done- sfw headcanons done- NSFW headcanons Eren Jaegar mikasa Erwin Hanji

bungo stray dogs

Osamu Dazai Chuuya Atsushi Ranpo Akutagawa Doppo

hunter x hunter

Chrollo hisoka illumi feitan gon (platonic only) Killua (Platonic only)

Nijisanji En

Vox Akuma Ike Eveland Ren Zotto done- NSFW headcanons Uki Shu Lucien Cassien Luca done- clingy reader on period fluff Mysta Aster Sonny Hex Haywire Fulgar Alban Doppio Ver Vanta Claude shoto zali Yugo Kyo(platonic only) the girls are only platonic that's why I didn't put them but I will write anything platonic for the girls

Genshin boys

Zhongli done- NSFW headcanons

Diluc Xiao Kinich Gaming Sethos Neuvillette Wriothesley done- NSFW headcanons razor(Platonic only) albedo kazuha Kaeya Childe Alhaitham Itto Wanderer Kaveh Cyno Gorou(Platonic only) Ayato Capitano Dainsleif pantanlone Zandik(Dottore)

Tokyo Ghoul

Ken Kaneki Touka Kirishima Hideyoshi Ayato Kirishima Koutarou if there are more you want just ask

Honkai Star rail Boys

blade dan Heng dan heng imbibitor Lunae Gepard Sampo in progress- Nsfw Headcanons Jing Yuan Dr. Ratio Aventurine

Argenti Jiaoqui Moze

Luka

Loucha

Sunday Welt boothill

Gallagher will add more to this one once I know and figure out their names

Seraph of the end

Guren Ferid Shinya Crowley

Wuthering waves

Jiyan

Scar

geshulin

Calcharo

Mortefi

will put names once I know the names of them

Love and Deepspace Boys

Sylus 🦇 Zayne❄ Raphael 🐠 Xavier💫🌟

if you have more just DM me and request

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•☾☼☽•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

[enchantedlov3r]

My oneshots💓

-OBX💓

-Rafe💓

-John b💓

-daddy kink wit JB (request)

-JJ Maybank💓

-Pope Heyward💓

-john b and jj💓

-TWD💓

-Rick Grimes💓

-Daryl Dixon💓

-Saviour(request)

-Rickly💓 ( rick & daryl )

-ASTV💓

-Miguel O' Hara💓

-silly arguments (request)

-PJO💓 (the series)

-Luke Castellan💓

-Percy Jackson💓 (sfw only)

-TSITP💓

-Conrad Fisher💓

-Jeremiah Fisher💓

-Steven Conklin💓

-TLOU2💓

-Joel Miller💓

-Tommy Miller💓

-Ellie Williams💓

BONUS CHARACTERS:

-Austin Butler💓

-Glen powells characters💓

wanna make love to me?(coming soon) Tyler Owens

-Jacearys Velaryon💓

-Callum Turner💓

-Steve Rogers💓

-Bucky Barnes💓

[yonniebonnie]

Okay I might actually start writing now, but I think I’ll start off with head cannons for right now because I’m not 100% confident in my writing skills. I know I’m not absolute shit when it comes to writing, but I have noticed that I tend to repeat certain words so I’ll have to work on that 😭

Characters that I might write for:

Peter Maximoff (obviously)

Maybe other characters from the X-men series

Tate Langdon

Luke Cooper (there’s not a lot of fics for him and I’d like to change that 😏)

Jennifer Check

Stu Macher

Charlie Walker

Mickey Altieri

Ethan Landry

Amber Freeman

Jill Roberts

Literally any Ghostface other than Richie, Nancy Loomis, and detective Bailey💀

Also open to writing for other scream characters like Tatum, Dewey, or Sam

Peter Parker (whichever one)

Conner DBH

The Maze Runner characters

Every Wednesday character except for Xavier (sorry, don’t feel comfortable writing for Percy Hynes White 🤷🏾‍♀️)

Stanley Barber (y’all still remember IANOWT?)

And that’s basically it for right now. Also Peter, Tate, and Luke are the only Evan Peters characters I’ll be writing for just for right now because I haven’t finished the other seasons of American Horror Story yet, but maybe in the future I’d probably be interested in writing for characters like Kit Walker or Kyle Spencer. There’s other characters that I wouldn’t mind trying to write for that I haven’t mentioned, but just ask and I’ll give you an answer.

I can write:

Any gendered readers: female readers, gender neutral readers, and male reader

Nsfw: don’t be afraid to request suggestive stuff. I don’t mind writing kinky stuff, but not too kinky like the piss kink or daddy kink bc it personally makes me uncomfortable (however, I’ll allow mommy kinks).

Kinks: Needed a section to put what kinks I allow. I will write for breeding kinks, breath play, bondage, pain kink, knife play, blood kink, dom/sub, degradation, BDSM; whatever, just ask.

Sfw: I’ll write fluff, hurt comfort, angst, any tropes, just whatever. I’m fine with platonic fics.

Semi Dark fics: I like Scream and American Horror Story, so you know there’s going to be some dark fics. I don’t mind prompts where the characters are possessive or obsessive (but not abusive). I also don’t mind writing for Yandere characters.

Poc reader inserts: I’m black, so I’d love writing stuff for black readers as well.

Fandoms: X-men, Wednesday, Scream, Spiderman verse, The Maze Runner series, Detroit Become Human, The Umbrella Academy (that’s it for rn)

I won’t write:

Celebrities/Real People: As much as I find their character’s attractive, I don’t feel comfortable writing for the actor/actress themself. I don’t know them personally, so I don’t feel any interest in writing anything for them.

Guy x male reader smut: it’s not bc of homophobia, it’s simply just because I don’t feel comfortable writing gay smut. As a woman, I just don’t want to make people think I’m sexualizing gay men. The most I’ll do is write suggestive stuff, but I won’t write full on smut.

OC inserts: I strictly write for reader inserts. I won’t be writing anything specifically for one reader.

Shipping: I don’t write for character x character. Nothing against them, I just only have an interest for reader inserts.

Smut for teenage characters: I’m 18, so I will not be writing smut for characters under 18, especially if they are portrayed by literal teenagers. However, for characters like on Wednesday where the characters are portrayed by adults in their 20s and even 30s, if you want smut for them it should be fine as long as they’re aged up to be 18.

These: non-con, step-cest/incest, r4pe themes, drugging, somnophilia, age regression, ddlg, piss kink (squirting’s fine), huge age gaps, race play, pedophilia, etc. Once again, if you’re not sure what kinks I’ll write for, feel free to ask

Traumatic stuff: I will not write things like abuse victim, rape victim, or self harm victim prompts. I will write angst, but I won’t write anything too depressing. I came here for a good time, let me be happy and delusional in peace 😪

Songfics: So random, but I hate when fics have lyrics within them. They confuse me too much and I also find them kind of cringey. I absolutely despise songfics, I’m so sorry babes 😭

[skywlker-sluvtt]

my current wips if anyone cares

nsfw

farm boy luke gets destroyed cuz hes so submissive and breedable

anakin gets fucking milked cause hes human and cow 🐮💀

daddy obi wan fucks his innocent girlfriend's throat

sfw

cute fluff with anakin with an insecure gf that he loves with his entire heart and wants to smother her with love.

[nicksbestie]

Can I request more luke and Avery?

Monthly

word count : 1117

warnings : none

disclaimer!!! i am not extremely educated in this chronic illness, it's based off of my friend's experience. she has a post about it as well, with a link to learning more about it if you're interested!! @lukeontheredline

with that being said, enjoy!

<3

Chronic illness is arguably the worst thing to hit Avery’s life since, well, ever.

Especially since hers was particularly painful. She had PFAPA, causing monthly flare ups that caused her so much discomfort. It caused high fevers, joint pain, sore throats and spots, all around anguish. It was even worse when she regressed during a flare up, because she was normally quite the verbal little, and the pain in her throat kept her from speaking as much. 

It also made her cry a lot more, because she was in so much pain. Which in turn, didn’t help at all, and arguably made it worse. Her not being able to regulate her own temperature was a huge struggle, rarely being comfortable, and the fatigue from all of the discomfort kept her in bed, if not asleep, almost all day. Luckily, after two years, Luke was skilled at handling it and making it better in any way he possibly could. 

She’d woken up that morning and immediately her face had dropped into a pout, tears building as she pushed her head into Luke’s shoulder and just let him hold her. He’d been tracking her flare ups for a while, they were just regular enough that he could tell a day or two prior that she wasn’t feeling well. As soon as she went limp in his arms, sadly hugging him, he knew she was in pain. 

Placing the back of his hand onto her forehead, he grimaced when he realized that she was burning up. Her body was way too warm for him to hold her by arms for a long time, so he gently grabbed the oversized baby wrap and comforted her while he adjusted her into it and around himself. He knew she wasn’t going to want to eat a whole lot, and not wanting to aggravate the pain in her throat, he got her a grape popsicle. Breakfast could be sugar today, she deserved it for everything she was going through. 

However, when she reached for it, the tears overwhelmed her and she burst into sobs. The cold temperature of the popsicle in her hands and mouth while she was already feeling cold due to her fever was too much, and Luke gently rubbed her back while he held her, placing the half-eaten popsicle back into the freezer for later. He quickly got something for himself to eat, before reaching into the medicine cabinet and pulling out the liquid painkiller they kept specifically for when either of them was regressed.

Avery hated it. Hating it came with the territory of being a chronically ill child, having to take it day after day after day for a week every single month. But, she was too small to take pills, so a small dose of liquid was all she could have. And, as expected, as soon as she saw that Luke poured the liquid into the little cup, she began to cry.

“No, Daddy, no takes it. Pease, no wans to!”

He pressed a small kiss to her forehead, gently trying to calm her down. 

“I know, honey. I know. I’m so sorry little one, but it’ll help your pain.”

After about ten minutes of crying and negotiation, he finally got her to take the medicine, giving her a drink to wash her mouth out with afterwards, because the aftertaste was horrible. He walked over to the couch with her, sitting down and taking her out of the wrap. She curled up on his lap, back to his chest, and he flipped on her favorite show before gently beginning to massage her knees, knowing they were in a lot of pain due to her fever. Her being distracted enough by the show, he grabbed the thermometer and took her temperature, frowning when it showed at 102° F (38.9° C). She was burning up, but she was shivering in his lap, and he felt terrible for her.

After an hour or two, her fever was still the same, but she was getting more and more uncomfortable, and the body heat from Luke’s hugs and cuddles was just making it worse. He knew that she hated cooling her body down because she already felt like she was freezing, but he didn’t feel very good about her just sitting here, burning up. So, he lifted her, pausing her show and walking into their room.

“Honey, why don’t you pick out some fresh clothes, and we’ll take a bath?” 

She pouted, sniffling, but walked over and picked out a clean onesie, coming back to Luke and wrapping herself around him, handing him the onesie. He softly smiled, kissing her head before grabbing her a clean pair of underwear as well, then softly holding her hand and walking to the bathroom. He started running the bath water, periodically testing the temperature on the inside of his wrist, before deciding when it was cool enough. Another thing Avery hated was cold baths, but they brought her fever down by a degree or two, so unfortunately, they were helpful.

As expected, when he softly helped her in it, she began to cry and tried to get back out. He gently pulled her into his chest, sitting in the tub with her, and going back to rubbing her knees when she sat down, curling into his chest, still crying. He felt awful for her, but knew it would bring her fever down to where she’d be a little bit more comfortable afterwards. He checked her temperature after about 7 minutes, smiling when it had dropped to 100° F (37.8° C). He pulled the drain plug, letting the water run out and picking Avery up to step out of the tub. He gently held her on the edge of it, pulling on boxers and shorts before he started to towel her off.  Zipping her up into her onesie, she practically jumped into his arms, making him let out a small laugh as he picked her up and held her on his hip. He tossed the dirty clothes into the laundry, hugging her tightly as he walked back down the stairs. Now that her fever had cooled a small bit, she was a little less cold, and very happy to see the saved grape popsicle in the freezer waiting for her. Luke managed to get her to eat some small bites of chicken nuggets, and she was overall in a much better mood. He knew it would get worse again at some point during the week, but that didn’t matter right now. She was feeling better, even if it was just a tiny bit, and he’d be here to take care of her the whole time.

[kagscore]

𝜗𝜚 rules

𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 ⠀ ⁰¹ this account interacts with and produces dark ⠀ ⠀ content ⠀ ⁰² this account is not spoiler free ⠀ ⁰³ i primarily write fem/afab!reader ⠀ ⁰⁴ for my nsfw/dc pieces, all parties involved are 18+ ⠀ ⁰⁵ i will not age up minors for smut pieces but i also ⠀ ⠀ don’t care if you, as a writer, do ⠀ ⁰⁶ i am inactive most of the time/run on queue

𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 ⠀ ⁰¹ basic dni criteria (homophobe, xenophobe, ⠀ ⠀ transphobe, racist, zionist) ⠀ ⁰² if you support israel ⠀ ⁰³ if you spread hate unnecessarily ⠀ ⁰⁴ if you write smut/suggestive works as a 15/16year ⠀ ⠀ old ⠀ ⁰⁵ if you cannot separate fiction from reality ⠀ ⁰⁶ if you are under fourteen

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ⊹˚. ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔 ݁ ˖ sfw/nsfw/dc ⠀ blue lock: itoshi sae ⠀ haikyuu: hinata shoyo, kageyama tobio, sawamura ⠀ daichi, sugawara koushi, tanaka ryuunosuke, nishinoya ⠀ yuu, tsukishima kei, iwaizumi hajime, oikawa tooru, ⠀ matsukawa issei, kuroo tetsurou, miya atsumu, miya ⠀ osamu, kita shinsuke, suna rintarou, ushijima ⠀ wakatoshi, ukai kenshin ⠀ jujutsu kaisen: geto suguru, gojo satoru, nanami ⠀ kento, fushiguro toji, shoko ieiri ⠀ tears of themis: luke pearce, artem wing, marius von ⠀ hagen ⊹˚. ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔 ݁ ˖ sfw only ⠀ blue lock: itoshi rin, isagi yoichi, nagi seishiro, ⠀ kunigami rensuke, barou shoei ⠀ jujutsu kaisen: nobara kugisaki, itadori yuuji, fushiguro ⠀ megumi, okkotsu yuuta

𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐬/𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐬 ⊹˚. ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔 ݁ ˖ yes ⠀ dubcon, stepcest, age gap, daddy kink, power ⠀ imbalance, corruption kink, yandere!character, ⠀ masturbation, choking, gagging, overstimulation, oral ⠀ fixation, pegging, voyeurism ⊹˚. ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔 ݁ ˖ maybe ⠀ dom/sub tones, spanking, roleplay, threesomes ⊹˚. ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔 ݁ ˖ no ⠀ noncon, age regression, age play, sodomy

[imagining-in-the-margins]

CM Family Fic Rec List

Hey everyone! I want to start by saying thank you so much to everyone who participated - it was so much fun to write alongside you all, and I can’t wait to share everyone’s hard work. You are so appreciated, and you makes these events better.

Without further ado, here are all of the entries + recs for the CM Family Challenge!

SFW S.R. Fics (Pregnancy/Parenting)

Growing Pains: Spencer finds unfamiliar lingerie in the laundry. When he confronts his wife, he learns it belongs to their teenage daughter.

One Last Chance? by @justanothercmblog: Spencer and his wife have decided to foster a teenager.

Little Genius by @c-m-stuff: You and Spencer are married. You two have a beautiful daughter, who is coming to work with you.

Somewhere to Belong by @fortheloveofwonderland: You and Spencer have only been dating a few months when he drops the bombshell that he wants to adopt a child and it throws you into turmoil.

Who's Your Daddy? by @justawritterwithideas: After a long day's work, the BAU returns to the head office where they find a stroller with a small baby sleeping and a child very determined to surprise his father. c

SFW S.R. Fics (Other Family Dynamics)

The Mother Wound by me: Spencer and Reader bond over the difficulty of an emotionally absent mother.

A Desert Bloom by me: Reader has never liked cacti. Spencer finally finds out why.

A Well-Kept Secret by @astrophileous: While working on a case in D.C., Spencer didn't expect to hear a familiar name being mentioned as the sole surviving witness. Or, in which the team discovers Spencer's well-kept secret.

Pet Parents by @junipers-archive: In which Spencer and Reader adopt a baby (dog).

Keep reading for other pairings, more of my S.R. fics, and another related Fic Rec Masterlist!

Other Pairings

Motherhood by @foxy-eva: Temily. Emily and Tara become mothers.

May by @gaelic-symphony: Temily. Tara and Emily babysit the Simmons kids.

Maternal Instinct by @gaelic-symphony: Emily/Alex Blake. Motherhood brings with it complicated feelings for new moms Emily and Alex. Written for the CM fandom gift exchange.

Keeping the Faith [AO3] by @masterwords: Hotchgan. Hotch and Derek take the kids to Easter Service.

Going Home Time [AO3] by @/masterwords: Hotchgan. Hotch and Jessica co-parent Jack

Home is Where the Heart Is by @prentiss-theorem: Alex Blake/Fem!Reader. Domesticity with Alex, Ethan, and Reader.

The Sound of (No) Silence [AO3] by @/ArwenLaLaith: Alex Blake/Fem!Reader. Reader and Alex have just welcomed their daughter into the world.

Home by @neuroprincess: Alex Blake/Fem!Reader. Alex finally returns home after one week.

Question of Timing by @codename-mom: [NSFW] Aaron/Haley. Aaron finally agreed to make Haley a mother and she realised that the d-day is now. The issue is: how to convinced a husband afraid AF to be a father to do the last step? 

Be sure to check out @darcyfangirlsfrequently's Masterlist of entries, which includes fics for Luke Alvez, Garvez, and Tara/Rebecca!

Be sure to also check out @the-guilty-writer's Masterlist of entries, which includes fics for Child!Readers of Spencer, Rossi, Derek, and Hotch, as well as Emily's sibling!

Gen Fics

Mothers and Daughters by @/gaelic-symphony: When Ambassador Prentiss brings the team a kidnapping case, it causes Emily to reflect back on her tumultuous relationship with her mother.

A Day At Work by @/codename-mom: Platonic. JJ arrived early in Hotch’s office to discover that he was not alone. A surprise guest was with him for the day.

Looking for more?

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SFW S.R./Mom!Reader

Impromptu: Reader learns some shocking news when a case lands her in the hospital.

Painting by Numbers: Spencer is still a little worried about his pregnant wife painting the house.

Practice Run: Spencer and Reader take on Derek’s challenge to babysit.

The Prodigy Path: At a parent teacher conference, Spencer and Reader explain their seemingly unorthodox parenting style.

Fairytales: Spencer comes home to his very tired wife and even more tired child who refused to go to bed without a bedtime story from their dad.

Intentions: Spencer’s teenage daughter wants to have a conversation with you about your intentions with her father.

Defining Family: Spencer finds out he’s a dad… to a twelve year old girl. Your twelve year old girl, who just broke into the FBI.

From the Tree: The kidnapping case becomes personal when Spencer and Reader get a call from their nanny.

S.R. & Child!Reader

Like Father, Like You: Child!Reader. Platonic. In which Spencer’s child comes out as not-straight.

NSFW S.R./Fem!Reader

Domesticity: Reader gets worked up watching Spencer with kids. He notices.

Different Kind of Daddy: After a rough day, Reader has good news for her husband.

Santa’s Gift: Reader asks her husband what he wants for Christmas.

To Have and To Hold: Reader is trying to save her marriage, but Spencer seems resigned to its failure.

Stork Song: Spencer and Reader try to find intimacy again following a terrible loss.

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[planetarium-datesss]

Mod Mezzo ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ

she/they, panro-demi

i write a lot of smut and a lot of soft dom content lol

my writing blog is @routeless-writer! my blog's rule list is here and is a more detailed version of these rules, and my kink whitelist is also here on my blog!

Fandoms:

Court Of Darkness

Dream Daddy

Ikemen Prince

Ikemen Revolution

Ikemen Vampire

Monster Prom

Mystic Messenger

Obey Me! One Master To Rule Them All (please note that I HAVE NOT started Nightbringer)

The Arcana

Twisted Wonderland

Whitelist:

fluff/sfw

smut/nsfw

suggestive

angst WITH comfort (i don't write angst no comfort)

comfort

all gender identities and AGAB, including intersex

any variation of queer/lgbtq+ s/o

sfw littlespace

neurodivergent s/o

bdsm/sub-dom dynamic centered asks, both nsfw and sfw

character limit of 5 per ask unless asking for a specific group (demon brothers, NRC dorm leaders, etc.)

all characters not already 18+ are aged up

Blacklist:

pedophilia

incest

ddlg/variants (as in no ageplay. daddy/mommy kinks without the ageplay aspect are fine, though. i just personally don't enjoy ageplay like that!)

no bathroom kinks!!

mc is turned into a baby/toddler/kid/etc

no characters under 16 will be aged up to 18+

Blacklisted Characters:

Guy Avari (Court Of Darkness) (unavailable)

Oliver (IkeRev) (only available for platonic requests)

Luke (Obey Me) (only available for platonic requests)

Ortho Shroud (Twst) (only available for platonic requests)

Cheka Kingscholar (Twst) (only available for platonic requests)

[bucknastysbabe]

Hi my name is Cal. I love HOTD/Bucky/fandom✨

About me: I’m a current psych major, part-time fruit chopper, Gecko mother always. One recovering alcoholic of 2 years, please feel free to reach out if you struggle or are in the same boat!!! White ass bitch from the Southeast US but will pester you with cultural questions.

I love sexy blonde Incest bitches, incel knight, and unstable metal armed man. Writing started as my sober hobby now I’ve been gifted 2% Latina!

ASOIAF/HOTD/GOT: (Targaryens n Velaryons🦚, Criston🦚, Harwin Strong, Gwayne H, Robb, Jon, Jaime)

Note: I do NOT write for Daemon or Luke

Marvel: (Bucky🦚, Zemo, Marc Spector)

The Last Of Us: (Tommy Miller🦚 and Joel Miller)

Seb Stan Characters: (Lee Bodecker🦚, Charles Blackwood, Steve Kemp, Lance Tucker)

Ask Box‼️: Open (check list)

Short headcanons ❌

Blurbs ❌

Questions ✅

Shitposting ✅

Silly edits ✅

Fic length one-shots ❌

Taglist❣️: Comment here

Into: M/F, M/M, fem dom, pegging, sex in any position, bdsm (light), breeding kink, man tears, angst, drunk sex, switching, actually non-smut things, daddy kink

Nope: F/F (I’m really bad at writing it and cursed to be really into dicks), literally just ask me!! Dead dove and niche kinks aren’t really an issue unless it’s like gory or stanky

Tags:

Smut 🍐 || Angst 🟢|| SFW 💚 || Dead dove🔫|| Fluff🐼 || Master ✨

Kink Bingo - Done!

WIP’s: (I’m slow but these are developed)

Burnt Aeg x Braavosi Healer x Criston

Stalker Aegon

Criston and Septa

Marvel:

***More of it is on my Ao3 linked in my bio :)

Bucky Barnes

“You’re my mission!”✨

Baron Helmut Zemo

The Call Girl🍐🐼

ASOIAF/HOTD:

Pairings:

No Conviction - Criston Cole x Aegon II🍐🟢🔫

Aegon II Targaryen

"You Do Know How The Act Is Done, Don't You?"✨

Ser Criston Cole

“Do You Want Me To Kill Him?”✨

Related Characters

Masterlist✨

Others:

Tommy Miller (TLOU)

Little Slice o’ Heaven🍐🐼

Dirty Talk🍐🐼

Cockwarming🍐🐼

Lee Bodecker (Devil All The Time)

You can be my daddy🍐🐼

Western AU🍐🐼

Lance Tucker (The Bronze)

God of what? 🍐

[meowzfordayz]

wedding vows

Author’s Note: this song inspo + this preferences idea (wedding vows lol) have been in my brain for a while now, so ty anon for providing the perfect opportunity to indulge in both !! 🥰 IF YOU’RE IN THE MOOD FOR FLUFF, THEN THIS IS THE FANFIC FOR YOU! 👍🏽😂 #wrote this in one sitting #in four hrs #the feelz must be felt

wedding vows

Himejima Gyomei x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader, Tomioka Giyuu x Reader

Word Count: ~2,700

CW: explicit language, mild sexual content

Song Inspo: Forever After All by Luke Combs

Suggestion Fulfilled: Hello my kitten~ I hope you're well today! I have a request for you, can you make me swoon with the stone daddy, please? I leave it to you to decide if it's nsfw or sfw <3

~faqs~

To the man who doesn’t mind—too much—that I pee with the door open. The man who rises with the sun, and falls before it sets, because Early to bed, early to rise. To the man who, because of this, rarely sees the stars, but swears he doesn’t mind: My days are filled with you, my Starlight, how could the cosmos ever compare? To the man who never raises his voice at me, albeit does occasionally raise an eyebrow — sometimes even both, when I’m particularly tiresome. I know I can be stubborn, overwhelming, and distant. I know I can be wrong. To the man who settles his palm on my angry shoulder to remind me that No matter their shapes, no matter their weights, I shall give my all to lift any wedges between us, and return to you. I know you mean this literally and metaphorically, and for you, I am grateful. To the man who’s never seen me, but hears me with the keenest of judgement — with the brightest of affection. Somehow, you know where all of the marks upon my skin, where all of my favorite wrinkles, all of my softest spots, reside. To the man who draws constellations across my body with the tips of his fingers. To the man who then embraces me, and declares that I have conquered the midnight sky, but really: if I am the midnight sky, then he is the universe — I am simply nestled in his depths. To the man who pleasures me with his silver tongue, in spoken word and intimate touch. The man who renders my core vulnerable and warm, but never takes advantage. To the man who knows whether I feel happy or sad by the heaviness of my footsteps. To the man who waits for me to bare my heart, because he understands a heart is not something to be hurriedly pried open. I love you. Himejima Gyomei, I vow, now and forever, to cherish you. To respect you. To be your partner, rain or shine. To reciprocate your care and dedication, and never leave you questioning my intent as I hold your heart.

You light up my world. Cliché? Certainly. And it is also the truth. Starlight doesn’t just mean something beautiful — isn’t a mere adoration. As rain is to ancient trees, Starlight is to how you spontaneously jump onto my back: if I am a tree, then you are my purpose. Furthermore, Starlight doesn’t just mean something mesmerizing. As lavender is to frayed nerves, Starlight is to how you kiss my forehead: if I am ill at ease, then you are my resolution. Starlight is the sun, the nurturing energy of life, of what it means, of how it feels, to be alive. And you? You are my Starlight. Nobody completes me, as I am already whole. This distinction, I believe, is important. But you? You teach me. You teach me what it means, how it feels, to be whole. Without you, I am a completed puzzle with nothing to discover — a completed chess game with nowhere to go. You are the lighthearted arguments over how to solve the puzzle; the midway frustration when a portion of the picture doesn’t seem to fit; the final moment of panic when we can’t find the last piece, only to realize one of us was sitting on it. And you are the opening, headstrong and confident, explorative and cunning; the middlegame, as strategy either pays off or defenses crumble; the endgame, where you pretend to pout if you’ve lost, or smirk permanently if you know you’ve won. Starlight, I vow to always question the world, to always learn from its answers, and to keep these vows with you by my side. As love is to heart, you are to me. I don’t think I could ever be happier.

Loving you is easy, and this is a good thing. Of course, love itself can be hard — love itself should be hard. But loving you, is easy. The way you approach everything with enthusiasm and honesty — the way you give 110%; the way you listen not just with your ears, but with your mind and your heart — the way you ask before you help, and respect boundaries as you do so; the way you carry pain and disappointment with confidence and gentleness — the way you let go of what you can, and are getting better at sharing what you can’t. Loving you is easy, because you are brilliant. Admittedly, there is the tail side to this coin. There are the times when I know that, whatever I know, isn’t enough: isn’t enough to guide you — to protect you. There are the times when I miss you: those nagging, inevitable fears of What if I’m holding him back? and What if he’s left to search for better? so strong and cruel in your absence. And there are the times when we’re at odds, whether petty or serious, and I find myself wondering Is this how the world ends? That is how love itself can be hard, because love persists despite distance and disagreements — beyond intrusion and doubt. And that persistence, that lingering grip, is both a blessing and a curse. Rengoku Kyojuro, I vow to sheath this double edged sword in my heart, and to guard it for as long as you’ll have me. For better or for worse, loving you is my favorite thing, and I can’t wait to continue loving you every single day for the rest of my life.

I started writing my vows to you long before I started contemplating marrying you. At the time, I did not realize that the list slowly but surely growing in my heart was, in fact, a list of vows, but now, their significance is obvious. My first vow to you, was to always carry snacks on my person. I had invited you on an arduous hike, and neglected to pack sufficient calories for the journey. By the time we reached the summit, you were hangry, cold, and demanded that I piggyback you down the mountain. Fortunately, the trail itself was reasonably mild, so I was able to fulfill your request, and eventually earned your forgiveness by stopping at a diner on our way home. And as further proof of my lesson learned, I must confess that I currently have an energy bar in my suit pocket — just in case. My second vow to you, was to always invite you to shower with me. If my recollection is correct, then it took no less than two mornings of me slipping into the shower without you for you to grab my wrist as I got up, and sleepily mumble Wait for me… I have another confession to make: I usually take cold showers. But the softness in your hooded stare, the tired warmth of your thumb on my pulse — how could I deny you? So I waited for you to amble out of bed, we showered in scalding water, and now I know the indulgence and treasure of your drowsy cheek on my soapy chest as we avoid the real world together. Last, although certainly not least: my third vow to you was to always tell you I love you. Our biggest fight—thus far—was over something so small, that I do not remember what it was over. What I do remember, is that it escalated. I remember your blank expression, how still you were to my touch, and that you asked me to leave. I did not, however, forget to say I love you as I closed the door behind me. If I had forgotten, then I am unsure whether I would be standing here today. You yanked the door open, mouth tight in a heartbroken line, and said I love you. For me, you are it. I vow to nurture you, to include you and be devoted to you. I vow to love you. In words and in actions, in my heart and on my sleeve.

Shinazugawa Sanemi, I vow to love you in darkness and in light, frustration and contentment, sorrow and excitement. I vow to love you as you are, because you have, and will always be, worthy of love. Wherever you are, there is love. There is love in the last slice of bread and homemade guacamole, saved and made by you, because I mentioned craving avocado toast for breakfast the night before. There is love in the neatly folded laundry, and the miraculous disappearance of the stain on my favorite shirt, because I nearly cried when I spilled sauce on it, and you knew I wouldn’t have the patience to properly treat it. There is love in the stern kiss you press into my cheek when you head to bed, because you know I won’t ever Go to sleep, but that I can often be enticed by your drowsy affection. Sanemi, I vow to be the kind of partner where you can look at me and declare Wherever you are, there is love. There will be love in how I empty the dishwasher at the end of the day, because you deserve peaceful, chore free mornings. There will be love in how I randomly slap your butt, because you’re sexy and deserve to know it. There will be love in how I do my best to share the pillows and blankets and bed, because I’m seriously impressed that you’ve survived this long with a fourth of the mattress, and it’s really the least I could do for you. Shinazugawa Sanemi, I vow to only giggle once if you trip going up the stairs, and to catch you always if you trip going down. I vow to offer you my arm if a movie’s too scary, and to offer you my lap if there are no seats available. I vow to be your equal, your confidant, your inspiration to do and be better, because that is who you are for me. Because you are worthy of love, and deserve nothing less than all of it — than all of me.

You’re probably the only person I could ever write vows for, let alone marry, because you are the only person I feel safe crying in front of… and I’m obviously going to cry reciting this to you. I guess, by extension, I’ll be crying in front of all our guests, but, uh, whatever. Anyway. Thanks for loving me. I promise I tried to make this poetic, but if you’re marrying me, then you already expected that this wouldn’t be flowy and fancy. Love is weird and stressful, and something I figured I wouldn’t get to experience. The loss in my life hasn’t made accepting the possibility of love any easier. It’s fortunate, then, that you’re earnest, determined, and just the right amount of clingy. I didn’t know it until I met you, but clingy is nice. Clingy is to feel desired and remembered. To feel important, not only when shit hits the fan, but when your partner gets to pet an adventure cat on their walk to work or whatever. I digress. I’m used to people needing me, but I’ve rarely felt needed. If that makes sense? And then you came along, and suddenly, I felt self conscious. I felt like I had the most precious gift in my hands, but I didn’t know what the fuck to do with it. It’s fortunate, again, that you knew what to do. Or at least, you pretended to know, we improvised, and got to where we are now. Research shows that when presented the choice to give a gift to yourself or someone else, that giving someone else a gift will result in more happiness than treating yourself, and getting to love you feels like the epitome of that. I actually smile when I get to rub your shoulders or listen to you sing as we cook together or really whatever, and that’s… terrifyingly amazing. Thanks for loving me, and for letting me love you. For being my shoulder to cry on, and for being the Sanemi, That’s-A-Bad-Idea voice in my head. I vow to never take you for granted, and to cling to you as you cling to me — to tuck your precious gift into my heart, and keep it safe always.

Wedding vows, to me, feel similar to New Year’s resolutions. They’re sweet and inspirational, but often far fetched and idealistic as well. Sometimes they’re feasible, I don’t mean to be a pessimist, and they’re usually made with positive intent. But they’re infamous for ending, breaking, not being seen through till the end. So, instead of wedding vows, I offer you wedding truths. One: during our first conversation ever, I felt like I was talking to a brick wall. Then again, I’ve never been too forthcoming myself, and I imagine to an outsider our entire exchange consisted mostly of grunts and nodding. Funnily enough, this kindred spirit of, well, awkwardness, sparked a sense of comfort and safety for me. I figured: if we’re truly alike, then perhaps the more I lower my guard, the further he’ll allow me past his? So for our second conversation ever, I told you Your eyes are beautiful. I doubt I’ll see redder ears than yours turned. Since then, I’ve discovered that you’re a wonderful listener. You devote undivided attention to the discussion at hand, contribute thoughtful questions, and conjure interesting remarks. Or, in less formal terms: when I talk with you, I feel heard. Two: at the risk of sounding cheesy, when you hold my hand, the noise in my heart blurs to a reassuring lull. I’m anxious. Overwhelmed. Always busy. But when you hold my hand? I get to be me. I feel seen. Cared for. And when you hug me? I swear I could overcome the world. Three: You love me. Your love isn’t blinding or burning. You love me consciously and sweetly. With gentle decisiveness. You ask me how I feel love, and then love me accordingly. Four: I love you. How my love is, how it feels, isn’t for me to describe, but I hope it feels warm — I hope it’s steady. Five: if we can listen, if we can touch, if we can love, then surely, we can bend but never break? Six: I can’t promise forever, but I’m absolutely planning on it.

I take you to be my partner. To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part. I take you to be the first person I call when something good, when something bad, happens. I take you to be the person I huddle under a too small umbrella with; to be the person I clumsily ice skate with; whose nose I kiss as our toes turn to icicles. I take you, from the moment we hesitantly waved at each other, to all our moments to come. I take you as you were, as you are, and as you will be, because I take you to grow and grow old with. I take you for your laughter and ability to make me blush with just about any sentence, and I take you for your anger — for the inevitable pain we’ll encounter. I take you for your ambition and reliability. I also take you for your rest and impulsivity. I take you whether you’re home with a fever, or gone on an adventure. I love you. I cherish you. I vow to be an attentive, honest, respectful husband. I vow to be yours, however you want me, however you need me. You are the permanent echo of a smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. You are the cadence that my heart will always choose.