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deadsetobsessions · 7 months ago

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Writing Prompt… kind of? Definitely write more if you want but this was a cute little “fic starter” that popped into my mind.

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Danny didn’t know the first thing about art. This is an important fact.

“Sam, why am I even here?”

“Suck it up, Casper.”

“The show or the school?” Danny privately thought Casper the Friendly Ghost was the best thing to have come around. It did wonders for improving relations between Amity and inhabitants of the Zone.

Sam smacked him on the arm. “You know which one. You’re just here to be the normie judge. You don’t need to know anything about art.”

“Everyone here is like an art acolyte or something, Sam! I’m an engineering newb in a room full of people with art PhDs!”

Sam rolled her eyes and checked her manicures. “If you call Fenton Works newb level, then the rest of the world would be Neanderthals. Seriously that’s why you’re here. The art’s gotta appeal to the untrained eyes too. I trust your judgement.”

Danny gave in. “Thanks, Sam. That means a lot.” He followed after Sam but after a moment, he whined, “But couldn’t you have taken Tucker? Dude’s got four untrained eyes!”

“He’s busy with his internship. And you were already in Gotham.”

They reach the exhibition, Sam and Danny being welcomed in. Sam’s parents, while not the richest of the rich, were known art connoisseurs and respected people in the communities that dotted around the world. On top of being the descendants of the man that invented the deli toothpick cellophane twirling device, that is. Sam was standing in their place today- begrudgingly- because they’d promised to pay for an entire month of Gotham architecture tours and a trip to Japan. After all, Sam had much of their knowledge too. If anyone could say anything about the Masons, it was that they were passionate in their chosen field. L

“The contestants are in the room next door. The judge panel is beginning.” The person at the door informed them. He gave them a slip of paper and a pen to mark their choices in each field. Danny breathed a sigh of relief and began wandering around.

After he wandered between the oil paintings- “oo, this one. Reason why… the vibes are nostalgic. I like it.”- and the various depictions of a specific ship, Danny was pulled to a stop by his core reaching out. He looked up and what he saw took his breath away.

It was just a photo.

But it felt like he was there, on that rooftop, crouched among the shadows and watching the early rays of muffled light hit the tops of his city. His core thrummed. It felt like protection. It felt like he was being fulfilled, like Danny was once more becoming Phantom and that he was watching over this city he’s beginning to understand.

Danny, almost fevered, scribbled down the name [A Robin’s Nest- by Tim Drake] as his number one choice to win the contest over all. And, at least, to win the first in the photography division.

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“Oh, Ancients, are you okay?”

Danny had wandered around in the interim as the votes were tallied. He hadn’t been paying attention when he smacked into a little kid that could have been his little brother.

“Uhm. I’m good.”

Danny helped the kid up. “I’m Danny. I’m sorry I smacked into you. Are you sure you’re not hurt?”

“Yeah. I’m Timothy Drake. I’m good.”

Danny’s smile widened in shock. “Like the photographer? Oh, wow! I really loved that photo! It was amazing! It felt like I was up there with the vigilantes!”

As he spoke, Danny glanced around for the kid’s designated adults. Hm. That’s odd. Everyone and their parental figure was accounted for.

“Oh.” Timothy flushed. “Thanks! I hoped the judges liked it too.”

Danny smiled, a small secretive thing. “Oh, I’m sure they will. Will you tell me more about your photography?”

“Oh, if you want!”

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#batman #danny phantom #tim drake #bruce wayne #dc x dp #dpxdc #I have glasses the four eyes joke is acceptable with friends and family #worst part about having glasses? trying to eat hot food and being blind bc the glasses fogged up #Casper the friendly ghost exists #Sam and Tucker made fun of Danny #a lot after that show came out #I’ve also never been to an art competition #I want to though #dcxdp #Danny’s sad backstory senses are tingling #Danny: wow it feels like I’m up there with the vigilantes #Tim: *definitely did not stalk the vigilantes to the wee hours of the morning*

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eddieschains · 2 years ago

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me after reading this

i am SWEATING

Daddy - Older!Steve x Fem! Reader

wc: 3.2k

Warnings 18+:

Smut, creampie, spanking, clit spanking, cunnilingus, spitting, daddy kink!, cum swallowing, blowjob, squirting, dry humping, blindfold use, face riding, teasing.

Steve is your moms boyfriend in this, if you don't like then dont read.

Tagged:

@bisexual-byers @sweet-villain @eddiemunsonwillbethedeathofme @fuckingfezco. @harrys-four-nipples. Thank you to @urlbitchin for helping me write this & @eddiemunsons-missingnipple for making the beautiful Older!Steve edit that encouraged this fic!

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Your mom had many boyfriends, you liked most of them. They were kind and your mom seemed happy but her recent boyfriend was different.

You had just turned 20, your birthday was a thrill. Your mom's boyfriend had moved in not long afterwards, one morning you were rushing to get changed for work.

In a hurry, you didn’t notice that the bathroom door was preoccupied pushing the door open you slammed right into his wet naked body.

Gasping in shock and embarrassment you mumbled your apologies frantically as you ducked your head down. Hearing him laugh as he wrapped the towel around his waist, you didn’t want to admit that you had gazed down at his cock.

But as the day went on, it was all you could think about. The way it swung, the size of it and how the water dripped down his body. Trying to distract yourself until you saw him again.

You got home earlier than everyone else, your mom was still at work as you got changed out of your work clothes. Humming to yourself as the radio played quietly in the kitchen, not hearing the front door open.

As you beat the eggs in the glass bowl, still blissfully aware that you weren’t alone until you slammed right into him, again.

Gasping in shock as a bit of beaten egg splashed onto his shirt, nervously you grabbed a nearest towel and tried to wipe it off. Obviously making it worse.

“Hey, it’s okay” he laughed, moving your hand off his chest with his and stepping backwards.

With embarrassment, you turned towards the counter. Opening your mouth to talk, you were stunned as he was standing in front of you with his white shirt hanging either side of him.

He worked out, your eyes were drawn to his body. Stuttering as your cheeks flushed red, he stepped forward taking a loose strand of hair from your face and staring at you.

Breathing heavily for a few moments before he grasped onto your face and kissed you passionately. Sliding the glass bowl aside, his hands cupping your ass cheek and lifting you up on top of the counter.

Your hands felt his soft skin, his lips were rough against your skin. He moved your legs further apart, lifting up your skirt to expose your pretty lace underwear.

“These look so good on you” he growled, leaning closer to your thighs. His breath hit your skin, shuddering at the sensation.

His face slowly edging closer to your underwear just as the sound of keys turned into the lock, making you both move quickly apart. Jumping down from the counter, continuing to stir the egg mixture in the bowl. Steve turned around to look at you licking his lips with a wink before disappearing towards the front door, your cheeks flushed red as you clamped your legs together.

Your underwear was coated with your wetness as you thought of how close he was to you, your mom entered the room all happy with Steve who stared at you. She grabbed him a beer, kissing his cheek and whispered something seducively in his ear before leaving the room.

He shrugged, edging closer to you once more as her footsteps receded upstairs. The frying pan was heating the oil in the pan, as you felt his body hover over you. Watching over as you began to pour the mixture into the pan, your clit twitched as he grabbed hold of your waist and spinning you around.

Groaning as his lips crashed into yours, the wetness between your legs increased with every kiss. Moving until you were breathless and the sound of your moms name dragged him away,

“Don’t forget about your eggs” he whispered with a smirk, his eyes were dark and seductive as he walked backwards out the room.

Catching your breath as you leant over the counter, mumbling ‘fuck’ under your breath. You were unsure how much of the teasing you could take, you had always felt something between you both since you met him a few weeks ago.

You cooked your food, turning up the radio above the obvious sex noises from your mom and Steve. Trying to hide your jealousy as you disappeared into your room, you relaxed into the beanbag on your bedroom floor and watched your favourite show.

It got dark, your headphones still loudly projecting the film into your ears. A loud knock awoke you from your nap, startled you adjusted to the sight in front of you. Your moms boyfriend, Steve, stood in his dressing gown and the door covered his body.

Inviting him in, you arranged yourself onto the bed with slight nervousness.

“She’s asleep, I think my cock put her to sleep” he smirked, breaking the silence as he edged closer. His dressing gown fell apart to expose his fat cock between his boxers.

When his face was close enough to your face, he leant forward.

“I didn’t even get to cum but all I could think about was you” he whispered, looking down at his obvious throbbing cock.

His hands were rough as he pushed you against your leg, pushing your legs apart and pressing his cock onto your soaked underwear. You looked at him innocently, licking your lips suggestively. Dying to be touched by him, his beard tickled your face when he finally kissed you, moaning loudly into your room.

“Shush, I need you to be as quiet as you can for me? Can you do that?’’ he mumbled as he slid his tongue inside your mouth.

“What would happen if I wasn’t?” you spoke breathlessly as you licked his lips with your tongue, your eyes twinkled up at him.

Rubbing his hard cock against your clit, watching as you whimpered from the friction. He buried his face into your neck as grinded harder against your wet underwear.

“ You don’t get fucked full of my cum, which I know you are dying for. Aren’t you?” he groaned, those dark brown eyes glancing at you.

“Yes, Daddy” you whimpered, at the sound of your pathetic voice.

He pulled down your underwear and spanked your clit, you assumed he enjoyed being called “Daddy”. You whimpered as your clit stung from the pain, his hands dug into your skin as he gripped onto you.

“I don't want kids but I'll definitely be your daddy" he growled at you, his eyes were dark and sexy as sucked on your nipple.

Groaning against your chest with delight.

Your hands fumbled on his boxers, freeing his cock and staring at it. You gulped as you could clearly see the shape and size of it, he brushed it against your thigh making you moan. He raised it to your clit and slapped his tip on it, making you whimper sliding it between your folds before teasing your entrance.

His fingers playing with your clit as his tip slowly edged inside you, switching his movements between spanking and rubbing your clit until you relaxed around his cock. Biting your lip to muffle your moans, your clit grew wetter as his finger rubbed it in circular motions, your hips thrusting with the friction against his cock.

He began to slow thrust inside you, groaning as he watched you from beneath. Your legs were wrapped around his waist, your head hitting the headboard as you moved. Your clit twitching as you moaned through your orgasm, covering his cock in your cum as you gasped loudly.

“Shush little one, remember what Daddy said. Fuck “ he groaned, his eyes rolled back at the use of the name ‘Daddy’, satisfying his new found Daddy kink.

Thrusting harder into your wet cunt, the sounds of his cock moving in and out of you making your clit twitch. His hands grabbed onto your wrists and shoved them hard in the mattress above your head, your hips moving with the bed that rocked against the wall. Biting his own lip, he lowered himself onto your lips. Wanting to muffle any sound other than the bed.

Your clit moved against his pelvic bone, making it twitch hard as his cock hit your soft spot.

“Fuck me Daddy” you whined onto his lips, the muttering sounds of his cursing made you slam your hips into his.

Watching him shudder as your cunt hit his tip repeatedly, not giving him a chance to think. Your quiet whimpers filled the room, as you fucked yourself on his cock. Removing his hands from your wrist, he held your body down to stop you from moving before he began thrusting hard inside you, your whimper transformed into moans as your cunt clenched around his cock.

The bed was moving quickly as he fucked you hard, you were moving closer and closer to your second orgasm of the night. His hands moved and lifted your legs up beside your head, bending his body backwards as you rubbed your clit.

His cock twitched inside you, any pre cum that had leaked out had been long fucked deep inside you. Staring deeply into his eyes as you watched his cock slid in and out of you.

“Oh my god, yes Daddy” you moaned loudly, moving your hand to cover your mouth in shock as your body shook.

He released his hands around your legs and pressed softly onto your lower stomach, gasping as you felt yourself squirt hard for the first time ever. Spraying your cum across his chest, feeling it run down your ass as he continued to thrust inside you.

Panting as his tip hit your soft spot, as you caught your breath. He slid out of you, still hard as you extended out your tongue for him to empty his cum. Groaning as you stroked his cock, your mouth swallowed his cock sucking the tip until you felt him cum heavily down your throat. The hot salty liquid hitting the back, your eyes stayed on him licking every last bit of cum off his cock.

Your bodies collapsed onto the bed together with exhaustion, finding sleep almost instantly.

You woke alone in your bed to the sound of knocking on your door, your moms voice echoed through the wood.

Holding a small suitcase in her hand, she threw it on the floor in front of you.

“Get packed, Steve is taking us away” her voice was filled with excitement and glee.

Frazzled you adjusted to being awake, the moments from last night came creeping back in. The smell of Steve was still fraugant on your skin, the taste of him was still clearly in his mouth.

You ached for him, his voice loudly made you shiver from downstairs. Calling you down for breakfast, your mom had disappeared into her room as you entered the kitchen.

He was smirking as he plated up the breakfast he had made for you all.

“We’re going away? How do you think we’re going to hide it? You hissed in a whisper, his body close to yours.

Shrugging, he brought his face closer to yours and kissed you.

“I guess you’ll just have to be good for me” he mumbled into your lips, still smirking as he turned away.

You were annoyed, he drove you crazy before but now you were going to be even closer to each other and unable to touch. You knew your jealousy would make it worse.

After packing, you sat in the back with your headphones in. Your mom fast asleep in the passenger seat, his eyes would glance to look at you in the mirror. Your legs clenched shut with every wink, smirk and look.

The motel was small, he had bought you your own room. Right next door, I bet he thought it was some kind of game. That fueled your anger and annoyance, as you laid on the bed with a sigh.

It was hot, hotter than Hawkins.

Changing into something that clung to your skin that was more revealing. Deciding to have some fun, like he was with you.

Sitting out the front on the provided deck chairs, you relaxed in the sun waiting patiently for your mom and Steve.

The door opened, Steve bit his lip at the sight of you. Sitting in the vacant chair next to you, his hand slid onto your thigh and squeezed.

“Jesus Christ, you know how to tease me” he groaned, trying his hardest not to ogle.

You laughed, winking at him just in time to see your mom appear in her new pink floral dress. Showing it off to you both, your slight guilt beat against your stomach as you both complimented her.

The evening was fun, Steve wasn’t as annoying around your mom. Your subtle teasing and flirting went unnoticed by her as she buried herself in alcohol. Both you and Steve slowed down on drinks but your mom enjoyed the freedom of being away from Hawkins.

Your moms body hung off Steve, as he carried her to bed. He disappeared inside with her for a while until he joined you on the uncomfortable deck chairs, removing two beers out of his pocket and handing one to you.

The clink of the glasses made your stomach tingle, as you drank together. You began to talk and laugh, watching the stars in the sky. You began to grow tired, standing up your body pressed against the door.

His warmth hovered over yours as his face edged closer to yours, breathing together. Refraining from meeting until both of you were unable to keep your hands off each other.

Falling into the room, your hands ripping off each other's clothes with loud panting and gasping. Bouncing down onto the rough bed, his lips traced your body before biting your neck hard.

Your hips thrusting against his as you lay naked together in the cool room, not caring that the walls were super thin. Your sleeping mask was lying next to your pillow, his eyes darted to it and forced it on you. Making you groan in delight.

He moved himself off you, raising your legs above your head and glanced at you with a smirk as he spat hard on your clit. Forcing you to hold your legs as he rubbed his spit around, you groaned at the sensation.

The ratio of spanking and rubbing made your hips buck even faster, your moans turning into pants. Your voice shuddered as his tongue slid inside your entrance, riding his face and fingers with his spit as lube.

Your body twitched as your arms began to ache, he quickened his pace. Your entrance is not as tight around his tongue, his palm sliding around your clit as you wail loudly into the room.

Edging closer to your orgasm, the wet sounds of him giving you choice but to cum. Coating his face with your cum, not stopping until your voice grew hoarse from moaning.

Staying in the same position, he slapped his cock onto your sensitive and swollen clit. Forcing it inside your throbbing walls, your hips thrusting onto cock as his hands replaced yours, the blindfold still tightly around your eyes as he began to fuck you hard.

Unable to do anything but moan at the sound of your bodies moving together, your legs aching as he kept them above your head. Your moans were loud but you didn’t care, he enjoyed watching his cock slid out of your pretty pussy.

“God, I love how naughty this is. But you have to be quiet for me, I want to fill your pussy up this time” he groaned, his hands moving down your legs and squeezing your nipples.

You whimpered softly at his words, nodding quickly and closed your lips tightly. He slowed down his pace, watching your body react. Your hips moving back into his cock, his tip hitting your walls.

He laughed, leaning closer to your ear and whispering “roll over”, whining as you listened to him. Your legs in the air as your head was pushed into the pillow, his cock still in you as his hands spanked your ass.

Guiding you onto his cock from behind, your moans muffled into the bed as his cock hit your soft spot.

The bed moved quicker as he slammed your body into his, groaning into the room. His cock twitching inside you, clenching yourself around his cock as you felt him shudder.

You knew he was going to cum soon, raising your ass higher onto his cock and thrusting against him.

“Fuck, I’m so close” you whine, your body shaking as he spanks your ass hard.

“Cum for me, cum all over my cock” he groaned, increasing the spanks on your ass. Feeling it ripple across his cock.

“Thank you, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy” your moans grew a higher pitch as his cock slammed into you.

He gasped as you came hard on his cock. Still thrusting inside you as it continued to drip out of you.

“Oh my god, I’m going to fill you up with my cum. Would you like that huh” he grunted, slowly thrusting inside you now.

“Yes, Daddy. Please cum in me, fill up my pretty pussy” you whined, sliding back onto his cock.

He shuddered, finding it difficult to thrust slowly inside you anymore. Pounding between your wet walls as his tip hit your soft spot, your moans rippled into his ears as you felt him cum hard.

Emptying his hot sticky load inside you, slowly thrusting it deeper inside you.

“Thank you Daddy, thank you so much for cumming in me” you panted, he spanked your ass hard before kissing your cheek.

Staying in you until his limp cock slid out, catching your breath. He held you until you were both no longer sweaty, you were asleep when he tiptoed out back into his room.

In the morning, you were awoken to light knocking on the door. Your moms cheery face was staring back at you as stood there in clean clothes, the sunlight shining through the curtains.

“You fancy some food?” She asked, taking your packed suitcase in her hands. Nodding, you joined her outside.

Steve was already leaning against the car, the sunlight bounced off his face as he smirked at you. Pecking your moms cheek before helping her into the car, he winked at you as you both walked around together.

“You look hot in that dress” he leaned over to the open the car door for you, before watching you disappear inside.

The diner was warm and noisy as you sat together in a red booth seating area, your feet placed on Steve’s across the table. As you chose and ordered your food, your mom turned to you both.

“Did either of you hear that grunting and moaning last night? I think someone has having sex” her eyebrows knitted together as she looked between you both.

“No I don’t think, I was fast asleep” you lied, your cheeks flushed red.

Steve’s foot was sliding up your leg as he turned to face your mom and take her hands.

“Well, it sounds like I'm jealous of whoever was having sex” he smirked and winked at her.

She giggled and leant into kiss him, his foot edging closer and closer to your underwear.

You knew this wouldn’t be the last time that you and Steve would be sleeping together, your pussy still tingled from being filled with “Daddy’s” cum.

#fic recs #witchy munson #h 💛#i’m tingling

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