#hes hunting for that dilf so hard rip to him

[daiwild]

I'm only 5-ish hours in so idk if this is accurate

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Can i pls get a hooooo yneyyyyyyyyy, lmao anyways i love ur work, and ur writing is straight up bomb. Can u pls write abt mean dads bsf jake? Like reader is innocent and quite young (over 18 obv)then jake.

dilf content? i may not be interpreting this right but uhm we need more dilf content on this blog.

Part 2

Daddy's best friend.

Requests Closed!

mdni.

warnings: age gap, dilf jakeeeee, use of daddy, he's being a little meanie, making out and getting touchy feely

"Are you crying right now?"

Sniffling, you quickly smeared away your tears.

"What could you possibly be crying about? Hm? Because you can't fucking aim right?"

"S-stop!" you wanted to fall to your knees and weep. Looking him in the eye made your stomach churn.

He groaned and stomped over, "Pick up your bow- pick it-" he grabbed the weapon from the ground and shoved it in your hands, "Quit it. Now."

There was a hard cutoff in his demeanor, the aura around him. His lengthy index finger fell under your pitiful chin and delicately shifted it upwards toward him. You noticed the way his brows were still dipped with frustration contrasting the empathy deep in his gaze.

"Honey..." he sighed and shook his head, "Let's get it together, I want you to know how to do this right. Do it right or do it twice, yeah?" Out of spite you avoided his ominous gaze until you couldn't hold yourself back anymore.

A wobbly, "Okay..." tumbled past your lips, and he was patting your shoulder assuringly with a rueful smile.

"Good, now c'mon."

Now your lesson had to essentially restart. You had to track another animal to hunt, wait long enough for Jake to give his spiel, and miss the shot again. It wasn't a mystery your patience and self-esteem were running thin. If you threw a big enough fit, you may just be able to aggravate Jake enough to send you back to your father where you could rub in his face how incompetent Jake really was as a Na'vi.

So you drug your feet, purposefully stepped on twigs and rustled leaves, even sneezed. Jake - not wanting to add more noise - would shoot threatening looks to warn you to stay silent. You didn't listen. And somehow you were crouched down in some tall grass with your bow drawn at an innocent creature.

"Tight-" Jake tapped your stomach, "Hold your breath if you need to," he whispered.

Gaging your line of sight, he brought his face to the mirroring side of your bow and stared down the end of your arrow.

He nodded, "'K, now!"

The creature's head popped up and swiveled to search it's surroundings. It's next breath was its last. This time you had purposefully planned to miss this shot, your resentment toward Jake greater than actually learning the skill, but the sound of the arrow lodging into the creature's body pierced through the painfully silent air.

Jake laughed dryly, relieved you had made your first kill, he pulled you to your feet. "Just like that baby," he tapped your underside and walked over to the animal.

But your body was stiff. Skin suddenly trickling with sweat. A foreign sensation swirling between your thighs that excited a part of you, you didn't know could be alive. A trace of Jake's hot fingers lingered obviously on your skin.

At your hunt, he ripped the arrow from the animal, "Get over here, you're not done yet." His orderly nature present in his tone.

It wasn't you dragging your feet toward Jake, though somehow you ended up next to him on the ground. In your peripherals a blur formed, giving you intense tunnel vision on Jake's mature fingers. The way he ran his fingers across the wood of the arrow, or caressed the carcass of your hunt, pointing out different aspect you were supposed to be paying attention to. Your hearing returned when those very fingers snapped in front of your eyes.

"Hey - you listening? Your dad wants you to know this stuff and I do too."

At this point, this had to be a joke. All the pieces were finally put together right here in this very moment and you realized Jake just wasn't a mentor or your dad's dumb friend. You recalled his flirty compliments and lingering hugs where his hand would dance up the length of your back, whispering about how much he cared about you - sometimes even kissing your cheek for way too long. He knew. Jake knew this was a prime opportunity to get you alone and see how far he could get before you were leaping at him. Smacking your ass was his sly way of saying it was all real.

When you didn't respond to his snapping or loose threats, he went as far as to grip your cheeks with his strong hands and force your stares together, "Listen to me. Look-" he pushed your face toward the animal.

But no amount of bitterness and sternness could cut through to you right now. It was time to confront the situation, so you smacked away his hand and watched him with doe-like eyes, an innocent and longing twinkle reflecting in the sun. His character clearly reflected shock.

You used the element of surprise and let your hands discover his chest. Your pupils shifted upward through your lashes to watch his demeanor contort, finding a sick power in this. Next you grabbed the arrow from his hand and tossed it aside, shifting him away from your kill to settle in his lap. Not once did he protest, and no signs of anger tickled his features. In fact, his hands settled onto your waist and he sunk his fingertips into your muscles.

"Oh..." he began to smile, "Is this why you've been giving me a hard time?" He sunk his teeth into his bottom lip and jerked you further up his lap, then cocked his head to the side and said, "'Cuz you shoulda said something sooner."

All the air in your chest felt like it was forced from your lungs and your throat closed to keep anymore out. Unconsciously, you wet your lips and let the natural magnetism between your beings draw you closer.

Just before your lips collided, Jake breathed, "Go easy on me sweetness, I'm not as young as you think I am."

Then there was a riot. Steam billowed from your ears and your face rose to one hundred degrees. Below your belly button arousal started as a low simmer and suddenly launched into a full boil. Your thighs clenched against Jake's waist and you eased him back against the ground. But this didn't last for long, because Jake had hold of both of your wrists and your back slamming against the ground faster than you could breathe.

His lips and tongue strayed from your own to explore your jaw and throat, "Nice try baby girl, maybe next time." A wet, steamy trail was traced from below your ear to your collar bone, and even then didn't stop until the garment covering your breasts forced him to stop.

Though he wanted to pause and spend time with your pretty, little tits, he couldn't ignore your squirming hips crying for friction.

A forceful hand crashed against your hip and kept it settled in the soil, "You're just dyin' for it, aren't ya?" an overly amused chuckle vibrated your skin, "Patience doll, I know how long you've been waiting.

Daddy will take care of it."

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jake x na’vi reader, dilf jake, heavyyy daddy link (nsfw ofc)

Jake’s been gone a lot and promised reader the entire weekend would be dedicated to them as lately she’s been spending the nights alone because he’s out on days long hunting trips.

Jake misses the entire weekend and comes home to bratty and pouty reader and has to baby her and make it up to her to earn forgiveness.

Love your writing! I have the thought in my head but I know it’ll be 10x better if you write it 😭

Awhhh ty ty!! I hope you enjoy! <3

You're so damn spoiled. And partly, Jake knows he only has himself to blame when he comes home to see you splayed out on your pink blankets, tiny fingers circling your clit.

He debates on letting you finish or punishing you, but settles on the latter when you shiver a moan of his voice.

"Can't even wait a couple days, can you?" Jake comments from his place at the entrance to your room.

At the sound of his voice, you're immediately propping your head up to look at him, dropping your jaw in a silent gasp.

Jake tsk's as he makes his way over to you, "you've been naughty," Jake sneers down at your sheepish grin, "think someone needs to be punished, don't you?"

He knows it's what you want. What you need, after being cooped up in the home for a weekend straight without the pleasure he'd promised you before being so rudely ripped away by another hunting trip.

You tear up slightly, nodding at your head into his hand.

Jake cooes at that, running the pad of his thumb over your bottom lip, "oh, I know," hand sinking downwards to grab at your jaw while his other strokes over your cunt gently, "need daddy to fuck you?" He hooks a finger into your heat, "huh, sweetheart? Need daddy to fuck your little pussy?"

The laced heat of his voice sends heat to your core in bursts as you grow weak in his hold, letting him manhandle you to sit on your hands and knees.

He parts your soft thighs, sinking into you. And the stretch is so delicious that your mind numbs at it, letting your body regress into soft cries and mewls.

"Yeahhh," Jake hisses through clenched canines, "that's it, that's a girl," He's so deep inside of you that you press yourself up onto your toes to gain some sort of leverage only to be abruptly pushed down by Jake's hand, forcing you to rest on your forearms – the warning growl he makes is enough to draw your mind back into submission.

Jake moves to place a foot to the ground, angling his cock deeper into you. The heightened pace of his cock makes a hitched cry crawl up your throat. You reach a hand back to press at his thigh, hoping he'll take mercy on the onslaught of pleasure rushing through your body.

But he only grabs at your wrist, pulling your arm back to rest behind you in his hold. "Gonna make daddy fuck the brat outta you?" He snarls from above you, leaning over your back to wrap his free hand around your jaw and you squeal, "can't fuckin' behave for three whole days."

he drops your jaw, letting your head fall between your shoulder blades but quickly places his hand over your forehead, making sure you didn't hit the ground too hard. It's a soft moment of reassurance that comforts you – reminds you that he's there and you're still his good girl at the end of the day. That he loves you.

And just as soon as the moment happens, it disappears just as fast with a yank to your braid, jostling you to hold your head up some. The ache in your neck shoots through your shoulders and you hiss lightly at Jake's hold on you.

"You done being a brat, hon?" And his voice is sickening in its patronization – soft and sweet yet you can hear the laced hiss within it. "Cus' m'gettin real tired it."

You nod as much as his hold on your braid allows, forcing your head to turn back to him with a broken whine. The sight of him sending a shiver through your thighs: disheveled hair and protruding veins that run up along the thick of his striped forearms.

You're quick to apologize for your behavior.

"M'sorry, m'sorry!" You try to shuffle back into him but he catches you by the hip, slapping his hand against the plush of your ass.

"Don't try that shit again," he points a finger at you.

You nod again, teary-eyed and all as you break and shatter beneath his stern gaze.

"M'sorry I was bad, m'sorry!" You cry into the hot air, "Just missed you is all." Bringing your hand up to wipe at your nose gently, "missed you so much," your voice wavers into a tiny mumble.

Jake looks you over, massaging his hand into the raw skin of your ass. And for a second you think he's going to slap you again, maybe even not let you cum if he thinks you've been bad enough. But your string of scrambled thoughts are cut off by a gentle kiss to your temple and a soft stroke to the base of your tail.

"Missed you –"

"Shhh," Jake cooes, pressing your head to the floor softly, amber eyes meeting your soft ones in soft gaze, "Be a good girl n'take what daddy gives you." He kisses at your shoulder, pulling back to press into you again.

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Chapter 28

@journeythroughjourneytothewest

HE MAKES A POEM AFTER SEEING HIS HOME. HE WROTE A POEM AGAINST ERLANG

He never thought his mountain would be punished. He having a HARD day

We don't see a lot of takes of Erlang's side of the story and I wish more people were able to see him as a complex character. He is such a hero and yes the monkeys didn't deserve to be hunted down but the Nine Gernations punishment wasn't out of place in the time period and the crime that Wukong committed against heaven.

These poor monkeys deadass lost their weapons in the fight and how hunters after them. This day goes from bad to worse

So Wukong lost more than half his monkeys (who now were confirmed them all to be demons, not just monkeys) that 47,000 of them lost to almost more than 1,000. And saying that it has ONLY been in the last 2 years, the 2 years being around the time Wukong has been on the journey (it's been like a year and a few months at this point) is only a greater insult to injury than Wukong has been free this whole time and his monkeys were going through even more hardships without his knowledge

The ones that were dead were eaten and the ones that are alive were forced into entertainment. At least his Marshalls and Generals are still alive at this point

His monkeys HAVE heard that he was on the journey and were actaully wondering why he was back. Very interesting that they were so understanding of the duty that was placed on him. Love that honestly but also his family agrees that they were happy to see Wukogn back. They wanted to celebrate! They said they wanted to have fun with him again!

This is the.... what third poem that talks IN GREAT DETAIL about how Wukong brutally murders his enemies? Like damn, they want me to feel for these hunters. Listen rip to their widowed wives but hey they messed with the wrong mountain. A 1000 men dead in one go DAMN

Already Wukong going back into old habits Sanzang scolded him for killing 3 people and Wukong comes back killing 1000 for the sake of protecting what he considers his. I wonder if he really felt nothing or else he just letting his anger get the best of him refusing to think as those dead as 'people' but just prey that got in the way

Look at THEM

Oh now he missing Wukong, yeah he better

Love that Wujing like "he aint going to come back until he eats first" LIKE DAMN CALL HIM OUT

I'm not sure what this Yellow Robe's logic is AT ALL but like OKAY IF YOU WANNA HAVE HIM SUBMIT BEFORE EATING HIM DAMN

Wukong has his "Grandpa Sun" insurance while Bajie has his "Honorable Father"

Gilf vs Dilf

THAT SOME MISTAKE BAJIE

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Part 2: What Bond Did Without Moneypenny

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Part 3: After Bond Got Moneypenny

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(Or: In which Stiles is a Biology professor and Derek thinks he's a student.)

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Summary: “You don’t even know the course name?” Derek growls after the guy blushes and stutters out an answer, because, Jesus, he thought the university had standards.And it sounds like the course the guy is describing is his. Isn’t it just his lucky day? No breakfast and another student who doesn’t give a shit about the course material.This class is going to be hell – he’s calling it now.

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Honey Eyes and a Wolf's Heart Series

Author: Underestimated_amateur

Part 1: Pup and Kit

Summary: Derek is eight when he first meets Stiles. Peaking over at him from the end of the bed, he stared in awe. The thing was so small and chubby with lovely pale skin covered in the cutest of freckles. The little one didn't even have hair yet, just fuzz on top of his head. And the prettiest amber eyes he's ever seen.

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Part 4: Wishing Flowers

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Part 5: My Batman, My Catman

Summary: Stiles was in first grade when Derek learns he has to share sometimes.

Part 6: Innocent Lips and Locked Fingers

Summary: Derek is fifteen when he first takes the little one out by themselves. Stiles is seven when he gives his first kiss.

Part 7: Cindered Wreckage

Summary: It was like a story how everything played out. Like a tragedy his mother could've read to him from her library when he was younger.Derek is fifteen when he feels broken.

Part 8: Hiraeth

Summary: It's been a year after the disaster, but sometimes Derek comes back to his broken home.He is sixteen when he learns what it means to grieve. He is sixteen when he re-lets people in.

Part 9: Taking a Shot

Summary: Derek is seventeen when he finally plays a basketball game. Stiles is nine when he sees his first game.

Part 10: Healing

Summary: Derek pays a certain someone another visit.

The Noble Tie That Binds Series

Author: minusoneday

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Summary: So far, college has taught Stiles three things:1) Eight am classes are cruel and unusual and should be avoided at all costs, even if it means having to enroll in something truly hideous instead, like Econ 101.2) Dorm security is just as tight as Stiles’ orientation leader had promised it would be, and the dude guarding Scott’s dorm in particular does not respond well to bribes.3) Mrs. McCall clearly had no clue what she was talking about when she’d insisted that Scott and Stiles needed to branch out and room with strangers, so it’s all her fault that Scott ended up with a total dick of a roommate and Stiles got stuck all the way across campus with some guy who has a girlfriend two towns over and is thus never around.Or, the one where pledge brothers Stiles and Scott start a prank war with Derek Hale's fraternity.

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Fang & Fur Series

Author: heartsdesire456

Part 1: Somewhere I Belong

Summary: When Stiles got an interview for an internship at Fangs & Fur magazine, the publication owned by the well known and widely respected alpha Talia Hale, he never expected it to be offered an actual job by Alpha Hale herself. He also never expected for his life to change so much after he met the man whose department he was assigned to.Stiles was not prepared for Derek Hale's cub, either.

Part 2: The Same Chains That I Kept You In

Summary: The story of how Peter and Chris got together in the Fangs & Fur 'verse“Why are you so annoying?!”  “Because I CAN BE!”“Oh wow, that’s so mature, Hale-““Oh bite me, Argent!”  Stiles was actually impressed by how long Peter and Chris had been fighting. He looked at Derek, who was holding out the book he was reading to show Alex the pictures where he was sitting in Stiles’s lap. “Dude, are they okay?” he asked softly, nodding to the doorway where Chris and Peter kept reappearing.Derek turned back just as Peter stalked past with Chris following him, arms waving as he argued with him. “Oh yeah, this is a near-monthly thing,” he said, and Stiles raised a skeptical eyebrow.Series

Part 3: A Gift From The Easter Bunny

Summary: SummaryStiles and his father are invite to the Hale Pack Easter Celebration.Stiles get's a special Easter Egg in his basket.

Part 4: Feelings That I’m Wrong

Summary: Stiles looked at him closely. “I know why Derek’s eyes are blue… but I’ve never heard anything about you.”Peter looked at Stiles and Stiles saw a slightly manic glint to his eye when he grinned predatorily. “Much like Derek was defending his cub, I killed another werewolf defending something I hold very dear,” he said bitterly. “It was kept out of the media by my sister’s influence, but it was actually just a few years ago.” He looked down at his drink, swirling the cup. “Let’s just say you don’t come to visit a pack and threaten the alpha’s baby brother’s mate.”

Part 5: Don’t Wanna Hear You Say Maybe

Summary: Stiles was getting really annoyed with Derek being secretive and excited over something he refused to talk about. All day at work Derek seemed distracted and happy but Stiles couldn’t work out why.

Part 6: Can’t Wait To Call You Mine

Summary: Derek and Stiles get married... and set up their friends.

Part 7: Baby Makes Four

Summary: When Stiles and Derek decide to adopt another child, they run into an unexpected obstacle that sends them down a painfully difficult path in hopes to adopt a child.

Part 8: New Beginnings

Summary: The start of the new year brought some changes to Fangs & Fur that nobody had really expected. The biggest of which shocked far more than just the Hale pack, or the company. It also shocked pretty much the whole supernatural community.

Part 9: Anything You Like

Summary: After an afternoon out shopping with his uncles, Alex asks a question that Stiles never expected (though he probably should have).

Part 10: A Very Hale Halloween

Summary: Stiles, Derek, and the kids get ready for Halloween night.

Part 11: In Memorium

Summary: On the 20th Anniversary of the Argent Terrorist Attack that took the lives of eleven people in the town of Beacon Hills, California, Governor Talia Hale gives a speech at a memorial event for the tragedy that killed her sister, her husband, and two of her children.

Part 12: I’m Thankful For...

Summary: Primary school Thanksgiving assignments and notes sent home from Alex's Pre-K teacher make Stiles cry.

Part 13: What’s Christmas Without A Trip to the ER

Summary: Stiles was just testing the lights to see which ones worked and which didn’t when there was a loud bang on the roof and the sound of a lot of smaller thuds going further towards the front of the house. He huffed and rolled his eyes. “Derek, be careful what you drop! You might break a hole in the roof!” he shouted, knowing Derek could hear him from inside.About five minutes later, Molly came skipping in. “Daddy fell off the roof and I think he has a booboo,” she said without preamble.Stiles jerked. “Daddy did what?!”

Part 14: Leaked

Summary: “In other news, Peter Hale, CEO of Fangs & Fur, the groundbreaking werewolf magazine, and brother of Governor Talia Hale, woke up to scandal today when racy photos of Hale and his husband were published on a website called The Den, a popular website aimed towards gay werewolves. So far Hale hasn’t been available for interview regarding the apparent leak.”

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