#like please daddy come put a baby in me 🥴

[peachyykira]

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[hyunsvngs]

I present to you today: my loud simp daddy Channie brain rot

God we all know how much Channie just naturally takes on that dad roll to anyone he meets (I'm the same way xD) but he's such a fucking simp for you that all you gotta do is say please.

The only issue with that is that you struggle to ask for things that you want. You can't even ask for a sip of his water or a bite of his food (that he would HAPPILY give you and genuinely anything else you asked for) without feeling bad for some reason. So you just never ask for things. But of course Channie knows exactly what his baby wants all the time so that's never a problem to begin with.

Now here's where this comes into play~

One day he's railing you into the fucking mattress because that's what he knows his baby wants. He's already made you come 3 times, once on his fingers and twice in his mouth. So maybe you're just so overstimulated that you just can't help but to accidentally pull his hair REALLY fucking hard when he puts you in a position that makes you see stars from how deep he's hitting. But you were expecting him to stop and say something like "baby, that hurt. are you okay? Did I go too hard? Do you wanna stop?" But instead he lets out the most sinful moan along with the tiniest whimper at the end and you swear he's fucking you deeper if that's even possible. And good Lord you CLENCH because men moaning is hot in general but when its him moaning and whimpering?? Fuck. You could listen to that shit all day.

And again. Another thing that surprises you is him practically begging you to do that again. "Baby, fuck. God that felt so fucking good. You think you can do that for me again, princess? Please?" So you do and he's moaning even louder and you didn't think you could be any more turned on but you're so close to cumming AGAIN and it hasn't even been 5 minutes yet. And he can feel it. He knows you too well and knows exactly what you like in this situation but he just wants to hear you say it. He wants you to ask for something you want.

"whats got my princess clenching like that, huh? Come on, tell daddy"

You don't even know if you can speak at this point without sounding like an idiot but your head is just so hazy that you mumble out "be louder please.. like it.." and the way he twitches so hard inside of you 🥴 goodnesssss.

"anything for my fucking princess" he groans out so deeply. And you're already cumming once again and he's no better. Filling you to the absolute max while whimpering like the simp he is for you. 🥴

I got so carried away there but idc, it's been stuck in my head for so long now. Enjoyyyyy~

BARK BARK BARK BARK AROOOFNGK BARKBAKR AKR OWOF WOFO

[dbnightingale24]

The Dog House Isn’t The Best, But It Can Still Be Our Home

Final installment to 'Pavlov's Dog'

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Part 3

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I told you guys I'd post it at some point 🥴 I'm honestly so sorry this took so long to post, but last year got really dark for me and everything just kind of took a backseat. Thank you so much for your patience, and thank you to all of you who checked up on me. It means more than I'll ever be able to express. Thank you @fuckingbye for being an amazing friend, and for also making this amazing moodboard. You are a saint and I love to the ends of the earth. Without further ado, here's the final chapter!

Word Count: 71,942 (yes, you read that correctly)

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY), Public Sex, Semi Public Sex, Drinking, Smoking, Swearing, Daddy Kink, Angst, Heartbreak, Mild Violence, FLUFF, Lying, Betrayal...I think that's it?

Song(s) That Inspired This Chapter: Will You Take Me Back In The Morning If I Promise To Never Act This Way Again?

I do not give consent/permission for my works/stories to be posted elsewhere. I do not condone this type of behavior, this is for entertainment purposes only.

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“You can’t keep going on like this, babe,” Daisy sighs sympathetically as she takes a seat next to the bathtub.

“It doesn’t matter,” you shrug as you take a drag of your cigarette, “none of it fucking matters.”

“Babe, it’s been two weeks. You do the same thing every day. You get up, eat the smallest bit of food, you sit out on your back deck and smoke until you decide to start drinking, then you draw yourself a bath and drink and smoke in it until you decide it’s too cold, or I come and get you. You can’t keep doing this.”

“I don’t even have a reason to be mad at him, do I?” you scoff incredulously before taking a drag from your cigarette, “it’s not like he lied. He didn’t even know, so I have no reason to be this upset, do I?”

“He was a complete and total asshole,” she states firmly, “and you have every reason to be upset with his actions. Yeah, it was a shit show, but he definitely could’ve handled it better.”

“The shit he said right in front of that child, even if it isn’t his, were so fucking cruel! No child deserves to be spoken to like that, and he of all people should know that!”

“Babe-”

“After everything we talked about on that trip...it’s like it didn’t even matter to him. He didn’t even care.”

“I’m sure he was just shocked-”

“That’s not an excuse, Dais.”

“I never said it was, but c’mon: it’s Ransom. You really think he was thinking clearly? Linda and Marta were there and I’m more than sure he was afraid of losing you, then Marta drops a fucking bomb on him, and it sounds like she did it on purpose, if I’m honest. Just to fuck him over.”

“Daisy, I just-”

“BABY, PLEASE ANSWER THE DOOR AND TALK TO ME!” Ransom calls desperately as he bangs on your front door.

Like clockwork.

“Why can’t he understand that I need time? I don’t owe him shit,” you start to sniffle as your tears fall, and you grab the bottle of tequila that lives by the bathtub now, and take a long drink from it.

“I’ll get rid of him, just please...please get up and do something,” Daisy begs desperately.

“Ya know, you’re wrong,” you say as she reaches the doorway, finally looking at her, “I put on makeup today,” you smile weakly.

She lets out a humorless laugh before disappearing and you hear her footsteps quickly making their way downstairs.

Since everything that took place on his doorstep, you haven’t spoken to or seen him. You don’t know what to say or how to handle the situation. He’s been calling and texting non-stop since it all happened, and every two days he comes by to visit, and Daisy tells him to leave you alone every time.

But you can’t keep avoiding him.

No, you don’t know what the right thing to do is, but you know that avoiding him is the wrong thing, and you can’t keep letting Daisy handle these issues for you. You have to at least speak to him, but say what? Do what? It’s not like you have any real right to be mad at him. It’s not like he cheated on Marta with you, he didn’t cheat on you with her, he clearly didn’t know he had a child so he didn’t keep it from you, and he did defend you to Linda. However, that doesn’t change the things he said to that child.

Possibly his child.

“He’s not my son and this isn’t fucking funny!”

“We can take a test if you want, but he is your son!”

“Well, I don’t want him! You wait...however many years to tell me about him, and you sure as shit don’t need any money, so why now?!”

“He deserves to know who his Father is, Ransom! He’s a Drysdale and-”

“Watch it,” Ransom warns with a foreboding tone.”

God, how could he be so cruel to a child, after all of the talks you two have had? He’s always cruel though, isn’t he? To you, to Marta, his own son (the resemblance is too strong for that boy to not to be his child), and fuck it, even Jack. He can’t ever seem to control his temper and, if he can’t do that, what chance do you two have together?

Still, he owns your heart and you don’t know how to get it back at this point. You don’t know and you don’t wanna know.

“Ransom, you have to stop coming around!” you hear Daisy yell, and you sigh before taking another drink from the bottle.

“You can’t stop me from me seeing her, Daisy! She’s my girlfriend!” 

“Bullshit! You two never made it official-”

“Daisy, stay out of it! Let me see her!”

“No! She’s not ready to see you and you can’t force-”

“I’m not forcing anything-”

“What do you think this is?! Showing up because she won’t answer your calls or texts, and demanding to see her?! Leave her alone!”

“You can’t stop me-”

“Let him in!” you call, lighting a cigarette as you use your tip toes to turn the water back on, and heat up your water just a bit.

Who the hell knows how this is gonna go?

You hear the both of them speedily stomping up the steps, but Daisy get there first and says, “are you sure? You don’t have to-”

“I can’t keep letting you fight my battles,” you smile weakly at her as you turn the water off.

“Babe-”

“I have to deal with this at some point. I can do this,” you all but mumble not believing yourself as you take a drag of your cigarette.

“I’ll be in the room over,” she sighs softly before turning, “fuck you Drysdale!”

“Fuck you!”

You hear her slap him and shake your head. Nothing can ever be simple, can it?

“Sweet Thing, please-” he starts as soon as he makes his way into your bathroom.

“Ransom...don’t,” you quickly interrupt. “This isn’t just some small disagreement.”

“I didn’t even know I had a child!”

“I could’ve dealt with that, Ransom! It would’ve taken some time, but I honestly could’ve dealt with that! It’s the way you spoke about him in front of him!”

“I don’t want him!”

“You didn’t have to say it in front of him! Jesus, it’s not his fault that you’re a selfish bastard! He didn’t ask to be born, and Marta-”

“She did this out of spite! Not because she wants me to be apart the child’s-”

“Be that as it may, he didn’t do anything! Basically telling her that she has no right calling him a Drysdale, when he is in fact a Drysdale! Ransom, I know you’re rough around the edges, but for fucks sake! All the talks we’ve had about our own fucked up childhoods and you do this?! You just...I don't fucking get it with you, Ransom!”

“What is there to get?! We fucking talked about this, Y/N! I’m not-”

“That’s no excuse for this! You took it too far and I...Ransom, I can’t-”

“Don’t you fucking say it,” he warns as his eyes start welling up with tears. “Don’t you fucking say that to me!”

“Ransom...I love you, but I can’t be the only good thing in your life. The only person you like,” you sob, sitting up and ashing your cigarette in the ash tray resting on the little table near by.

“WHY NOT?!”

“It’s too much fucking pressure! It’s too much pressure, and I can’t keep watching you be terrible to people because you had a rough childhood! You having a rough go of it doesn’t mean you get to walk all over people for the rest of your life!”

“Listen, give it a few days and you’ll see-”

“No, Ransom. This is done. I can’t do this with you anymore. You have to grow up at some point, and I refuse to mother you.”

“Y/N...you’ll see...you don’t mean it. You always say you’re done and you come back-”

“I can’t anymore. All of this just hurts too much. You keep finding new ways to hurt me, even when you don’t mean to, and I just...you’re cruel, Ransom. You’re cruel, you’re a bully, and you will hurt anyone by doing anything. I know there’s good in you, because you’ve let me see it time and time again, but you refuse to let others in, even in the slightest and I just...please don’t call me anymore,” you sob pathetically. “Don’t call, don’t text, don’t come by...we’re done.”

“You don’t mean this-”

“Don’t make it harder than it has to be, please. Just let me go,” you beg softly as you wipe your eyes.

“You’ll see. In a week or so, you’ll see and I’ll be waiting. I’ll wait and everything will be as it should, again,” he smiles weakly, wiping his own eyes.

“Ransom-”

“I’ll call you in a few weeks, okay, Sweet Thing,” he promises, making his way over to the bathtub. “I love you and I’ll talk to you.”

He cups your face and kisses you passionately and you’re so tempted to pull him into the tub with you, but you know you’ve got to stop. You left one toxic relationship just to jump into a different type of toxic relationship.

“Ransom,” you breathe once you two break apart, “please-”

“I’ll talk to you in a few weeks,” he promises with a sniffle before standing up and walking out.

“Ransom-”

“I’ll see you in a few weeks,” he repeats, his voice cracking as he continues on his way out.

Daisy is back inside and by your side instantly, climbing into the tub and holding you close as you cry uncontrollably, as you try to come to terms with the choice you’ve just made. Yeah, he’s right in saying that you always come back, but that’s not the case this time.

You need to stay away from him for good.

The fact that he has it in his head that all of this will be sorted out in a few weeks, lets you know that this is only the calm before the storm. As both you and Daisy lean back into the tub, and she holds you close while you cry into her shoulder, there’s only one question going through your head:

How the hell are you supposed to quit the love of your life?

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4 Years Later...

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You can read the rest of the story here

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[pouringmyheartoutforpaper]

bella...

✦wearing steve's clothes because you know it riles him up to the point where you're lounging around in his living room and he can't help himself but press your face into the couch before bunching whatever sweater of shirt which is far too big on you to your waist and moving your underwear to the side and just slipping in. fucking you harshly and grabbing two fist fulls of the material on your back to pull you back against his thrusts, all while you're biting and drooling over the sleeve of his sweater

AHHHHH this is so 🥴

i got very carried away with this so it is slightly, absolutely filthy. my apologies 😔.

cw: smut (mdni), fluffy and sweet sex, boyfriend!steve, daddy kink, praise kink, squirting, slight breeding, very much not proofread writing 😀

the yellow sweater ☹️ you come home and immediately strip and put it on. plopping yourself on the couch on your tummy and waiting for him to get out of the shower. hes coming down the stairs with condensation stuck to his bare chest, leading all the way down to the little trail of hair above his sweatpants. his pupils dilate at the sight of you. laid on his couch in his sweater, breathing softly and steadily. the white cotton panties on full display for him. the outline of your pretty, soft cunt inviting him in. he leans over the couch to hover over you, running his big hands up your torso and kissing up your neck. eliciting a soft whine from your parted lips.

“youre so fucking beautiful, baby. y’ drive me crazy. can i make love to you sweetheart? would you like that?” he inquires. chuckling at the whine that falls from your lips and the way your hips lift to press on his cock. hard and throbbing for you. he kisses up your neck sweetly before whispering in your ear, his hands on your hips. “i need words sweetheart”

“yes steve, please. please. fuck me.” your brain already turning off a little, knowing that steve was there to take care of you. knowing that you could trust him completely.

“thats my good girl. you tell me if you need something babydoll. ‘ve got you sweetheart.” his hand moves to your cunt. rubbing your clit while his thumb moves against your hole. watching the wet spot on your panties spread before hooking his index finger around the crotch of your pretty panties and pulling them to the side. rubbing a few more tight circles to your clit before pushing two fingers in your cunt. all while you moan into the sleeve of his sweater. drooling and mouthing on it in a way that made his cock twitch in his sweatpants.

“daddy”

the nickname made his heart flutter and swell. leaning down so he can look into your eyes.

“yeah baby? what do you need from me sweet girl?”

“fuck me, please fuck me, please.”

he swears his head starts spinning. “oh i can do that for you sweetheart. such a good girl, using your words.” as he takes his cock out. the tip leaking precum and begging for your pussy around him. making his head fuzzy.

he savors the moans and chants of his name when he pushes his cock inside of you. his own moans breaking with little curses. voice wavering while he bunches the sweater up your torso. giving him more access to your bare skin.

“daddy,” his head immediately perks up to bring all his attention towards your voice and wants, “don’ be gentle with me. want it hard, please.” your cheeks feel hot with your admission. but you trust steve enough to let him be rough with you. let him manhandle you and use you.

his cock twitches inside of you. his cheeks turn red and his head gets even more foggy. unable to focus on anything but you. “fuck-, i can do that baby, i can do that,” he places his hand on your head to guide it down to the arm of his sweater. your back arched slightly with your head pressed against the couch. your hips and pussy in the air for him. he grips your hair firmly and comfortingly, coming back down to speak to you, “be a good girl for me, yeah? gonna fuck you real good, just how you need it, okay? you know what to do if you need anything. ill give you anything. i love you so fucking much.” placing a kiss to the top of your head before gripping onto the sweater and thrusting inside you. setting a pace that worked for both of you. watching you drool and scream as your eyes roll back a little bit.

once he finds the pace, he fucks himself into your pretty cunt mindlessly. babbling about how good you are for him. how good your cunt feels around him. how beautiful you are. his thrusts are unforgiving and so fucking good. he reaches down to rub your clit. watching you bite down on his sweater and whine. fucking you a little harder and faster with this. he could smell your cunt and his own arousal in a way that messed with his brain. your scent intoxicating. and he could tell he had the same effect on you as well. watching you press your face into him at any moment you could, always wearing something of his, sleeping with his clothes whenever he’s away. knowing he has that effect on you elates him. knowing that you also have the weird primal need for him as he does for you.

he moans with his thrusts. little grunts and whines falling from his lips with the rhythm of your hips. watching your ass move in a mesmerizing way every time he pulls your body back to his cock.

“fuck baby. so fucking good. fuck- jesus christ, fuck- you take me so good baby. such a tight little cunt for me. gripping down on my cock like this. yeah? you feel that? good girl. good fucking girl. god, you’re soaking me babydoll” his thighs becoming sticky with your arousal. so wet and filthy. the sounds of skin slapping and squelching along with the circles hes still rubbing on your clit pushing your climax closer.

“daddy, daddy, daddy. ‘m gonna cum. please, please daddy. can i cum? please? m close, please steve please.” you beg. your lips and cheeks blushing. your eyes rolling back while you bite and suck on his sweater. drooling all over the fabric. he thanks god that hes going to make you cum, because he wouldnt be able to stop himself from breeding you full soon.

“awe, you pretty thing. such a good girl, my good girl. ‘love of my fucking life baby… cum on daddys cock. go ahead sweetheart, cum on my cock. oh god- fuck, good girl.” youre already orgasming around him. squirting all over his thighs and stomach. your body racked with euphoria and white hot pleasure. screaming and whimpering his name while he continues rubbing your clit and helping you through it. thrusting into you sporadically before moaning your name loud enough for the neighbors to hear and cumming in your pussy. filling you up with his load. fucking himself into the wetness you both had made as he rode out his high.

as your breathing slowed, he leaned back down and straightened your back, allowing him to lay atop of you like a weighted blanket to soothe you. “good job sweetheart. did so good for me. so beautiful, baby. always so proud of you.” kissing your neck and your cheeks while you come back from the fuzzy space your brain has found itself in.

“looks like youre gonna need a bath, huh?” motioning down at the mess you had made on his chest, and the wetness dripping down your legs. making your face turn red, hiding from him in his own sweater.

“steeveeeee”

“jus teasing you sweetheart, you know i love it when you do that.”

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Own The Pitch -P.G

Dear anon, I had a little trouble whilst writing, I had the "Publish" thing on and not the "Save draft" thing. So when I went to look for a Pablo pic, I pressed the button to "save" my work and it published 😭☠️ I had to delete it!🥴😭 I hope you see this and tell me what you think of the fic😊 I couldn't help but associate this request with Gender Reveal's world.

ALSO KNOWN AS GENDER REVEAL (5)!

Summary: It's time for Helena to own the pitch

You smiled watching your fourth year old daughter, Helena, run around the whole pitch with her father behind her as she tried to "escape" his ticklish hands, her laughter echoing the Camp Nou stadium as the guys celebrated another El Clásico win 5-1.

"Helena María, watch out, hija" You said watching how she stumbled a little not really paying attention to it but keeping on playing with her dad.

"She's crazy for Pablo"

"And she's also crazy for her uncle Pepi" Pedro laughed nodding

"How's baby?" You smile remembering the get together of three weeks ago

"Great! It's really good, other than a few morning sickness, constant cravings and several mood swings, we're incredible" You smiled discretly putting your hand on top of your non-visible stomach

Baby two was 15 weeks old, your tummy wasn't visible, barely starting to appear and it could be appreciated when you were on bra and panties, something that only Pablo got to see being honest and not always in a sexy way.

"What do you think it'll be?"

"A little angry bird has told me that he, along with all of the team, wants it to be a boy" He laughs "And I would like to be a boy too" You smile taking your hand off your stomach "But I won't mind either if it's a girl"

"As long as it's healthy" You nod smiling

"That's the most important thing"

"Mami, I can kick just like papi!" Helena said coming over to you both, high fiving Pedri and kissing his cheek, before grabbing your hand "Wanna see it?"

You wink to Pedri as he smiled ruffling your hair lightly, and you picked Helena up making your way towards where Pablo was playing with the ball

"Next female football player I heard?" He stopped playing looking at you both with a smile on his face

"Amor, you shouldn't-"

"Let me enjoy it while I can" You cut him off talking about lifting Helena up, he raised his hands lightly

"Papá, vamos a enseñarle a mamá mi tiro" She got out of your hold taking the ball from his dad's feet

"Ready, ladybug?" She nods and kicks the ball a little to hard because it goes straight to Pablo's face but he dodged it easily "Maybe try to not hit it that much, Lena" You laughed at his face

She did several times that shot until Ter Stegen came with a smile

"Nice shot, Lena. Think you can do a goal with me in front?" She looks at her dad

"Can I?" Pablo nods smiling

"It's the same like you play with me at home, ladybug. You think you can score against Ter Stegen?" She looks at you

"It's what you and daddy do all the time, bonita" You say smiling at her and then she nodded

"I think I can" She mumbles playing with her fingers while looking at Ter Stegen

"You think?" She furrowed her eyebrows not sensing the playfulness in Marc's words

"I know I can"

"Then let's do this" He clapped his gloved hands and winked at you both.

"Mami, can you tie my hair, please?" She asked after pushing it back several times only for it to end up on her face again. Pablo and you raised your eyebrows at each other surprised.

"She's tying her hair" You said laughing

"She got that from you" He said as you blushed, whenever you got competitive you pulled your hair up in a bun or ponytail.

"THE MISSY IS TYING HER HAIR UP!" One of the guys yelled "THIS IS GETTING SERIOUS!" You looked over and saw Alejandro Balde, being the owner of the attraction of the lads. Pablo joined and started talking to Helena on how to do shoot the ball into the net besides teaching her how to several times.

He spoke it the little girl's ear acting as if they were playing a real match, with the tapping their mouths with their hands and everything.

The guys were forming a circle and they were still a few of the fans recording the moment.

"Whenever you're ready, ladybug" Pablo said stepping backwards to be next to you, hugging you by the waist as you wrapped yourself against him watching your daughter prepare to shot.

She looked behind you and you both did thumbs up, she smiled and ran to kick the ball.

You knew that little girl had power in her legs whenever she kicked while being inside of you.

The ball flew flying hard at first but then it lost force, meaning Ter Stegen could easily stop her ball. But he didn't.

Instead, he throw himself a bit later, acting as he didn't know where it could go and preparing himself for it, to the floor letting the ball pass underneath his body by centimeters. The ball hit the back of the net and instantly roars were heard in the whole stadium. You and Pablo ran towards your babygirl, congratulating her as the guys cheered and hugged you three

"Helena owns the pitch!" Ansu had yell being followed by Robert, Pedri, Alejandro, Eric, Ferran, Torre, Raphinha and soon everyone was chanting it

"Looks like we've got a potential football player in our lives" Pablo said as you smiled nodding watching Helena in Ter Stegen's shoulders

"I never doubted her kicking skills" Pablo laughed knowing what you meant

"Hopefully this one isn't that hard on you"

"Are you kidding? I've got the feeling if it's a boy it'll be worse than ever" Pablo laughs hard once more shaking his head you felt him kiss your cheek

"I can't wait for Baby to be here with us" Pablo murmured as you hummed leaning into him "I can't wait for this to happen over and over again"

Your eyes locked with Helena's, her happy smile instantly making you smile and heart swell in happiness. You loved your family.

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Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld

[hotchshands]

fave cm eps

* these hit different

a list of cm eps with my reactions/comments about each and the occasional pic of hotch

s1 e6: LDSK

- i’m a whore

- hands on the hips😫

- the suit, the fluffy hair, the sunglasses🥵

- him teaching spence to shoot🥺

- him being a bully to spence to get to the unsub 😓 but like it’s hot…

s1 e7: the fox

- “is this your daddy” lol yes he’s my daddy😩 (9:30)

- derek in a suit

- 😳 why gideon screaming like that (14:11)

s1 e10: the popular kids

- reid i beg you please stop putting that much sugar in your coffee😭

- derek in a suit again😩

- hotch and elle 😳 they are the reason for my bisexuality😭

s1 e16: the tribe *

- the way he pulled out his baton…🥵 (38:28)

- him without his blazer/suit jacket on!!!

- i want him to toss me around like that and throw me on a table😩

s1 e19

- happy birthday daddy🥳

- …marriage troubles 👀 👹

- lol him sitting on the plane pouting like a baby🥺 (6:30)

s1 e21

- they go to the CIA😩

- princess diana’s death was definitely not an accident… penelope’s right

s1 e22

- hotch in a pirate hat🏴‍☠️

- him & haley 🤢 THAT SHOULD BE ME😤 smh

- smily hotch tho🥺

- spence and his mom🥺

- i’m just gonna pretend that that’s me being all lovely dovey w hotch and well you know😉

- i can see his right boob😮‍💨

- not her showing up at the BAU

s2 e1

- hotch sitting like a whore… sir i will come over there and jump you😩

- he did the tie thing😩

- not spence having his mom to help them on the case😭

- spencer’s mom >>>>

s2 e2

- spence with glasses🤓

s2 e5

- hotch standing like a whore (30:10)

- elle said fuck the law

s2 e9

- emily arrives!!

s2 e10

- imagine waking up next to hotch😩

- sir-😳

s2 e12: profiler profiled

- reid being a goofball

s3 e14: damaged

- 👁👄👁

- sir-

- ooooh divorce 👀 rip

s3 e19

- i hate to say this but i feel like that blonde lawyer and hotch probably had some 🌶 but for the stake of my sanity… i’m paranoid and they did nothing together☺️

- derek calling penelope babygirl for the first time🥺

- hotch calling out some lawyer for wearing a fake rolex 😭

s4 e16: pleasure is my business*

- megan kane my love🥰

- “how am i a whore?”

s5 e6: the eyes have it

- his tan skin with that suit🥵

- his hair has finally grown a bit thank goodness

- his face is so pretty 🥺🥴

s5 e10: the slave of duty

- hotch helping jack with his tie🥺

- lol not the bau carrying haley’s coffin rip girlie

- also emily i can see your boobs😩 i’m looking respectfully

- his voice is so sexy🥵 daddy? i’m sorry daddy? 🥺

- spence’s long hair… a flop🤢

- i know he’s talking about his dead ex-wife but god damn sir😩 i beg of you

- jack looks so sad😭

s5 e22: the internet is forever

- “what did you do, join a boy band?”

s6 e6: devil’s night*

- dad!hotch

- jack is soooo cute🥺

- i wanna crave pumpkins and go trick or treating with them😭

s6 e9: into the woods

- he’s wearing his quarter-zip😩

s6 e22: out like a light

- soccer coach! hotch 🤪

- 💦💦💦💦

s7 e1: it takes a village *

- beard!hotch 🥵💦

- bark bark woof woof grrrrr 🥴

- his hair grew 😩

- him sitting in front of the chairman in court 👀

s7 e2: proof *

- cooking lessons🍝

- i wanna be mad at him but he too sexy🥴

- is it just me or did he lose weight??? he looks skinnier 👀

s7 e4: painless

- jack + hotch 🥺🥰

s7 e6: epilogue

- he looks so sudjbdjd this season🥵

- ARMS

- rolled up sleeves 🥴

- “hotch rocket” 😭 yes penelope!!!!

- please shot me sir 🥺🔫

s7 e10: the bittersweet science

- not beth🙄

- smily hotch🥺

s7 e11: true genius *

- saw a gif of hotch’s hand from this ep so i’m adding it to the list🤰

- ok but his hands!!! 😩 oh and don’t forget the rolex🥵 (8:06)

- spencer speaking at some event lol he looks so cute — oh and emily’s there too for some reason

- spence girlies come get y’all’s juice

- he’s so socially awkward… me too😔

s7 e13: snake eyes

- derek and penelope 🥰

- ok but like derek… 💦💦💦

s7e14: closing time

- smily hotch 🥺

- …beth again🙄

- valentine’s day!!!

- date night things

s8 e10: the lesson

- he’s so pretty🥰🥰🥰

s8 e12: zugzwang *

- the way he just pushed reid into that hallway😩 that should be me!!

s9 e5: route 66

s9 e22: fatal

- hotch with kids👀

- not that teacher having a crush on him but like i don’t blame her cause bitch me too… however imma find where she lives 👹

s10 e5: boxed in *

- 🌧🌧🌧☔️☔️

- 🎃🎃🎃🎃

s10 e13: nelson’s sparrow *

- cabin in the woods🪵

- rip the best founding father of the bau

- he looks so BIG🥵

- 🥹🥹🥹🥹

s10 e19: beyond borders *

s10 e20: a place at the table

s11 e9: internal affairs *

- hotch sitting in a chair

s11 e22: the storm

- hotch gets arrested rip

[iamred-iamyellow]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ You Still Can't Call Me Back - [Part 3]

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♥ chapter synopsis: once the two of you got back to monaco you asked lando to take care of camila so you could catch up on some of your work. instead of helping out like he promised, he left oscar and max in charge while he went partying. 

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♥ warnings: swearing !!!

♥ a/n: (inspired a little by ep 2 of baby daddy) I know it's been a looonngggg time but I was completely out of inspiration for this part and didn't want to post a chapter I wasn't proud of. I am so sorry it took me this long to write this but I hope ya'll are still enjoying the series' <3

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After your visit to Miami there was no chance you were getting any more time off work. Your only other option was to leave Camila with Lando again.

You hated having to ask him for these favors but your best friend convinced you to not feel guilty. He was her parent too. He can take on some responsibility.

-Lando’s POV-

Oscar and Max were getting ready to leave the apartment when Lando stopped him.

“Do you guys mind babysitting Camila tonight?”

“We both have plans,” Oscar said.

“I know, I know. I just need one day off,” Lando pleaded.

“Mate, you’re on your own.”

Lando put out his arms to stop them from pushing by him.

“Please, please. Just tonight. I won’t ever ask you like this again.”

Oscar sighed, “Fine.”

-A Few Hours Later-

"I really need to go see Lily. You think you can handle this by yourself?" Oscar asked Max, putting on a coat.

“Oh come on,” he groaned. “How come you and Lando get to leave but I don’t?”

“He’s a dad and I have a girlfriend. What exactly would you be doing tonight? Playing video games?”

“That’s exactly what I’d be doing.”

“Lando has a sim room; knock yourself out. Just don’t hurt her.” Oscar said, putting a coat on.

"I won’t hurt her. She just eats and rolls around and stuff. She's like a puppy. I think I've got this."

"That does not sound promising at all, Max."

"Relax, go have fun with Lily. I can do this on my own."

"Alright," Oscar sighed. "Call me if you need absolutely anything."

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user17 guess who just met @/landonorris at the club 🥴 i told you all that monaco was the perfect getaway

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user6 who are you kissing in the last picture?

user17 @/user6 my man 🥰

user23 i hate to be that girl but if my man was in the same room as Lando he’s definitely no longer my man

user16 @/user23 preachhh

user4 not him going out without @/yourusername

user5 right? Like he’s a father now go be with your child

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No no no this can't be right. Was Lando seriously at a club right now?

You paced around wondering if it was worth going over to his place or not. Maybe the picture was photoshopped? Maybe it was from months ago?

It didn't matter. Fuck your work. You were going to go find out whether it was real or not right now.

-

You unlocked Lando's door to find Camila lying alone on their couch holding a small toy up to her mouth.

You looked around the empty room, calling out Lando's name, knowing damn well no one would respond.

You wandered through the sleek hallways to find a slightly opened door to the sim room. Max had some noise cancelling headphones on and couldn't even hear you when you walked in.

No one was watching your daughter. No one would've even noticed if something happened to her.

You went back to the living room, pulled Camila into your lap, and decided to text your sister.

You

you were right

yoursister

I'm sorry

-Lando's POV-

"Mate, don't you have a baby or something?" a drunk guy said to Lando.

"Yea I do,” he bounced his leg anxiously. "You know what, give me one second to check on her."

He grabbed his phone out of the back pocket of his jeans and dialed Oscar's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey is Camila alright?" Lando spoke into the device.

"Yea, Max hasn't called me yet so I'm sure she's fine."

"Sorry, what? You're 'sure she's fine'? Are you not there?"

"No I'm with Lily. Max said he had it covered, though."

Lando started to internally panic. He quickly hung up and called Max, but after two attempts and no answer he decided to take this into his own hands.

-

The door opened and Lando urgently tripped in.

He locked eyes with you, “I am so sorr-“

”If you didn’t want to take care of her, you should’ve just said that.” you interrupted, slamming the front door with daughter in your arms.

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[littlepadika]

Thots you say? I’ve had this one going around in my brain for so long!!!

Daddy Frankie + sneaking off at a friends house + “You’ve gotta be quiet, cariño. Can you be quiet for Daddy?” 🥴

OMG THIS HAS ME 💦 because you'd say "yes, daddy" even though you know you can't but you just want him so bad you'd say whatever it took. I'm squirming as I write this! PURE FILTH BC FRANKIE LOVES PUSSY (daddy!kink, f!reader)

"Will you be quiet, cariño?"

"Yes daddy." You whisper. Frankie's guiding you down the hall away from the chatter of friends.

"Can you be a good girl and lift that pretty dress up?" He's asking in that husky voice once the bathroom door closes

"Yes, daddy." You do it. Lifting the skirt high enough that your panties are on display. The pink darker where your desire has soaked through.

"Fucking hell baby..." He's falling to his knees rubbing his large nose into the panties, slotting into your folds.

"Daddy..." You bite your lip, pulling his hair so he can look at you. His brown eyes dark with lust. Your grip on your dress starts to falter and the skirt starts to fall but not before he's growling and shoving it back up.

"I said hold it." He scolds.

You whimper as he goes back to his teasing, tonguing the damp fabric until he can't hold back and he pulls it down. He takes your ass in his two large hands and pulls your pussy to his pouty lips. The bottom catches first and he groans loudly. You don't remind him to be quiet. You're too worried about your own noises that are burning inside your chest.

"d-daddy..." You whimper as he starts mouthing your clit, sucking it between his lips. "Daddy!" you are already so close. All the teasing up until this point making it quick. Your fingers are laced with soft hair torn between wanting to pull him away or towards you. The sounds your pussy is making are enough to make you blush. They were just down the hall!

He dips down to your entrance, feeling it flutter. "Shit- that's it, baby girl. So... good..." he groans, lapping at your source like it would quench some severe thirst. "fuck... I want it" He's moaning in pleasure and satisfaction and pride. You try to jerk away but he's got you arched with nowhere to go.

"Daddy I can't- I can't be quiet!" You warn, tugging his hair.

"Put that pretty dress in your mouth." He orders hardly separating from your pussy. It was almost degrading. You expected a kiss but he couldn't stand to be parted from his pussy. He behaved like a man addicted, gluttonous. "Come on... give me what I want, baby... Give daddy what he needs..." He grunts in between licks and sucks. You expect him to resort to fingers to push you over the edge but he seems to greedy to even share with fingers. Instead he pulls your ass cheeks apart further and lifts your hips up until he can place his whole mouth over you; his top lip on your clit and tongue shoving-

You barely get the fabric into your mouth before your vision is blurring-

"Uhhh yeah...." He groans against your tiny hole as it flutters then soakes his tongue. He squeezes your ass as it flexes with your orgasm.

"Da-" You're gasping that one syllable over and over as you come down bit by bit. The small bathroom and mop of brown between your legs coming back into focus.

He's cleaning you up with slow licks now. You can tell he's pleased by the shiny smile on his face. You pull your dress out of your mouth not even sure what to say even if you had the breath to speak.

"Daddy..." You sigh detaching your hand from his hair.

"mmm..." he is still on his knees. He takes one last look at your pussy before pulling your underwear back up. He leans forward and runs his nose along the outside again in reverence. You almost feel on the outside of whatever worship this was until his eyes flick up to meet yours.

"You have no idea-" He's raspy and still shiny "how much I love your pussy..."

"I think-I think I have an idea now." You pant in reply. He smiles softly but doesn't say anything more. He lays your skirt back over your hips and pussy and thighs and smooths it out with gentle hands then stands to his full height. He's so hard you can see it through his jeans but he doesn't seem to mind. He kisses you softly, cradling your head in his hands.

"You were so quiet. Thank you." He praises and your heart melts.

"Do you think they noticed?" You ask biting your lip. Frankie felt his cock twitch at your innocent question. That would have to wait till later.

"Oh they definitely did, sweet pea."

You blush, wrapping your arms around him. "Worth it."

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Happy ever after (George x reader)

Warnings: pure smut-unprotected sex-degrading-praise-daddy kink-throat fucking-overstimulation-slapping-breading Kink- little bit of fluff at the end

Jealous George😵‍💫🥴

She/her

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Y/n had been teasing George all day. You knew that short skirts and knee high socks drove him crazy, so you wore them, acting like the "innocent little angel" that you are. Batting your eyes at him, smiling sweetly.

You were all he could think about. The way you looked, how your pretty lips felt around his thick cock. The sounds you make when he pounds you into a mattress. They way your little pussy clenches onto him when he makes you cum. It was driving him crazy.

He thought that it couldn't possibly get worse. How could it? But then you did something that caused everything to go down hill. You flirted with Cedric Diggory. Laughing obnoxiously, resting your legs on top of his, rubbing his arm. And fuck, it made George jealous.

You're his girl. Know one else's. Seeing you acting like you weren't his, like anyone could grab you and fuck you against a wall, pissed him off.

And now you're here, on your knees naked, begging for his cock as his big hand slowly strokes it in front of your face.

"Please, Daddy! Let me suck your cock! Want it so badly!" You beg reaching out for it, before George slaps your hand away.

"You don't get my cock, princess. Wanna know why? Because you were acting like a little slut. All over pretty boy Diggory like your his. Sluts don't get my cock" He says stroking faster

"No! Daddy! Please! Not his, only yours! Know one else's, Daddy! Wanna make you feel good! Love your cock so much" you reply with puppy dog eyes. You sit up straighter moving your arms to push your breasts together, bating your eyes up at him.

He groans seeing your pretty tits squished together like that, Looking all sweet and innocent.

"Fuck, Angel. Feels so good, wish I could use your pretty mouth instead. But I don't like having little sluts suck me off" he says, throwing his head back and moaning loudly.

"Please, Daddy" You protest, licking his tip when his hand goes down his shaft.

"Ahh! Fuck, Babygirl!" He moans

"You gonna be my good girl? Wanna be a good girl for Daddy?" He says teasing you.

"Oh yes, Daddy! Wanna be your good girl" you respond sticking your tongue out. He stops his movements, hitting your tongue with his dick.

"Mmmm, be a good girl, princess" you take his tip in your mouth, sucking it lightly groaning in satisfaction. You put both of your hands on his thighs and start slowly bobbing your head up and down his thick shaft.

"Fuck! There you go, baby. Just like that" his hand comes down to the back of your head, pushing you further down his length.

"Open your throat up for Daddy. Wanna fuck your pretty face" you do as he says humming when your ready for him.

He starts at a slow steady pace. Moaning when he goes down your throat. He starts going faster and harder, your nose hitting his pubic bone with every thrust.

"F-fuck, Angel! Love your mouth. So wet and warm. Not gonna last much longer, gonna cum down your pretty throat" You whine in response, sucking harder and moving your tongue side to side on the underside of his cock, wanting to make him cum. You feel him twitch in your mouth

"SHIT! There we go, pretty girl! I'm cumming! Fuck, I'm cumming!" His load shoots into the back of your throat, the salty and sweet flavor making your wetness drip down your thighs. You start sucking, trying to get it all out. His eyes roll into the back of his head and he makes a sound that could make you cum right there.

"Oh FUCK, princess! Such a little cum slut"

"Mhm, Daddy's little cum slut. Love the taste of Daddy cum" you reply, licking a broad stroke on the underside of his shaft. Once you get the base you point his cock upwards and start stroking. You put one of his balls in your mouth and start sucking on it.

"Shit, Angel! Such a naughty girl sucking on my balls" you moan in response, sucking and stroking harder.

"Fuck, babygirl, I wanna cum inside you. Fill you up with my babies" you get up and kiss him passionately wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Fill me up, Daddy" he picks you up and puts you on the bed. Pulling you so you're right on the edge level with his desperate cock, right where he likes you, All nice a spread out for him. He rubs his cock through your folds, rubbing and tapping and your clit.

"Mmmm, Daddy, fuck" you mumble under your breath finally getting the attention you need.

"You like that? You like it when Daddy's fat cock plays with your pretty pussy?" He says, moving through your folds faster. You whine

"Yes! Fuck! Love it so much, Daddy"

"Can I fill you up, Baby? Wanna stretch you out with my cock. Fill you up with my kids" He groans, rubbing circles around your weeping entrance with the head of his cock.

"Please, Daddy" you whine

"Mmm, ok, princess. Gunna make you feel so good" He moves his hips forward, easing his head in your pussy. You moan at the feeling, clenching around him.

"Fuck, pretty girl, so wet" He moves some more, sheathing halfway in.

"Oh, Daddy! Yes, Fuck" Your getting stretched out so deliciously. The feeling sends tingles up your spine. He groans at your wetness and warmth, hot white pleasure talking over his body, all the blood rushing down to his cock which is rapidly getting harder for you.

"Ahh! Fuck, babygirl!" He pushes all the way in you whine when his head brushes against your g-spot. He sits there for a second, waiting for you to be ready.

"Please move, Daddy" You plead, sparks of pleasure bouncing off your insides. He pulls out halfway before slowly pushing back in. You both moan and throw your heads back as he starts a slow and deep pace.

"F-Fuck! So good, Angel! Taking my cock so well. All nice a spread out f'me. My good girl"

"God faster, please Daddy" He grabs your hips with a death grip that will definitely leave bruises to admire tomorrow.

"Remember the safe word?"

"Mhm, purple" he nods his head in satisfaction.

"That's right, princess. Just grab my hand if it gets too much, ok? I'm not holding back tonight" you nod your head in agreement.

He starts pounding into you, the air getting sucked out of your lungs from the intense pleasure he's giving you. "YES!! FUCK YES!! Daddy! Ohhhhhh!" You scream as his hips snap against yours, prodding at your g-spot over and over again.

George is seeing stars. You're wrapped around him so good. So wet and warm, knowing one else can make you feel this good. Know one else can even try to. You're his good girl, only his.

"Fu-CK! You like that, princess? Like the way I'm pounding into your pretty little hole?"

"YES! Oh FUCK DADDY!! OooOO yes"

"Yeah? Oh fuck! You feel so amazing, Babygirl! Only mine! No one else's! My pretty baby" He says possessively causing you to clench onto him again.

"Mhm! Only yours, only Daddy's" He stops his fast thrusts, your eyes roll into the back of your head. Feeling all of his cock when he fucks you slowly and deeply is one of the most amazing feelings in the world to you. He pulls out making you whine at how empty you feel.

"On your stomach, babygirl. Ass up" you do as he says getting in the middle of the bed. He gets in behind you and rubs his head through your glistening folds. He eases his head in for a couple seconds, then rips it out causing a needy whine to fall from your lips.

"No! Please, Daddy!"

"Regret flirting with digory now, huh?" you groan in frustration, rolling your eyes at him. He lifts your body up so it's against his, wrapping the long slender fingers of his left hand around your neck squeezing lightly cutting off her air way.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He yells in your ear. You try to answer but all that comes out are desperate gasps for air.

"You really are a little slut" you shake your head

"No? You're not?" He teased in a pouty voice. You shake your head vigorously.

"You were acting like one earlier. I but you liked his attention, didn't you, baby?" He asks nibbling on your earlobe. His right hand snakes down your body, squeezing your flesh till he gets to your pussy. He collects your juices with his fingers

"So wet" He says licking up your neck, sending shivers down your spine. He brings your wetness to your sensitive bundle of nerves circulating it slowly. He takes his hand away from your neck and moves it down around your waist to hold you up.

"O-oh, Daddy" you gasp in pleasure, your knees buckling.

"I know, baby. I'm not giving you cock until you cum" You groan grinding your pussy on his fingers trying to cum faster.

"Look at you, grinding on my fingers like a desperate whore" He degrades Circling harder and faster. He places sloppy kisses and love bites on your neck, marking you with dark purple marks. He starts rubbing faster and your thighs start trembling.

"Daddy! Yes! So close!" You moan

"You gonna cum, baby? Go on, be a good girl and cum f'me" he rubs harder sending you over the edge. You throw your head back and moan loudly.

"There you go. Such a messy girl" he throws you down, ass still in the air and slams into you making you scream.

"FUCK! TOO MUCH! HURTS!" You moan, still extremely sensitive from your previous orgasum. His pace is fast and hard, poking your g-spot over and over again making you groan in pain.

"Mmmm, I know, baby. You need to learn tho" he says, picking up the pace. He lifts you up so your against his chest again, fucking up into you. You're a babbling mess, his cock driving up into your cervix hitting all the right places. He moans in your ear sending shivers up your spine. You grab onto his wrist, digging your nails into his sensitive skin leaving crescent moons.

All you can hear is the sound of skin slapping along with moans and groans as he slams into you.

"Fuck! You feel so good, Angel" he groans in your ear. You whine in response not being able to form words.

"You like that?" He says in your ear. You nod your head vigorously

"Mhm! Yes! Love your cock" you whine. He slowed his thrusts down, going as deep as he could, making you gasp. He holds on to your body like a vice, all his muscles flexing at once. He brings his hand down to your lower stomach, feeling the outline of his dick going in and out of your belly. He groans in satisfaction

"Shit, princess. I can feel my cock destroying you from the outside. So hot, baby" he says into your neck, sucking on your sweet spot. He starts pounding into you again without warning.

"Oh! FU-ck! Oh, Daddy yes" He starts moaning loudly and twitching inside you.

"I'm gonna cum, Angel. Gonna cum deep inside you. Fill you up, baby" You clench around him on purpose, chasing his high.

"Please cum, Daddy" you moan, wanting to feel him paint your wall with his release. He twitches again, moaning loudly.

"Oh SHIT! I'm gonna cum! Fuck! Oh, princess! I'm cumming! I'm- fuuuuuckkk" Pleasure takes over every Nerve in his body as he releases into you. The feeling of the hot liquid going into your stomach triggers your orgasum.

"OH! IMCUMMINGIMCUMMINGIMCUMMING!!" You scream as you release all over his cock. He milks your highs out still pumping his cum into you.

"Oh, Daddy! I can feel it in my tummy" you babble out at the feeling. His cock twitches at your words as more of his sperm leaks out of him.

"You feel me putting a baby in you, Angel?" He groans in your ear.

"Mhm, it feels so good. Love it when you fill me up" he swears he could cum again just by hearing you say that. He finally finished and pulled his soft dick out of you. You fall on to the bed in front of you and roll on your back. Your chest is heaving and your breath is uneven. George caresses your stomach and sides as you calm down.

A look of worry takes over his soft features, you notice and sit up, caressing his cheek with your hand.

"What is it, bubba?" You ask

"What if you get pregnant?" he asked quietly. A soft smile creeps on your lips. He's such a softy.

"I'm on the pill, George. Remember? It's ok" A sigh of relief comes from his throat, as he tackled you to the bed, peppering little kisses all over your face.

"Good! I mean, I would love to have kids with you. Just not right now" he says into your neck. You smile, kissing his temple.

"Of course, babyboy. I can't wait to start a family with you" you say, wrapping your arms around his neck. He holds your waist and rests his head on your chest kissing it lightly before pulling the covers over you two.

"Mhm, I can't wait to have our happy ever after" his softness makes your heart melt into a puddle in his hands. This boy has you wrapped around his finger. You wouldn't want it any other way.

[one800127]

Me and my husband

*title was inspired by mitski’s song so i wanted to combine it with the request i was given 👹💗*

ex husband!jaehyun x fem!reader

Warnings⚠️: SMUT, ANGST, FLUFF, minor death, fighting and maybe some abuse..? dilf!jaehyun, jaehyun with kids 🥴 btw, please understand that im not trying to romanticize abuse. coming from an abusive home myself, i dont take those kinds of themes lightly and if these things trigger you, please stop reading immediately. IM SORRY I GOT CARRIED AWAY WITH THIS-

Getting married to your college sweetheart, Jaehyun, was the absolute dream. From reformed fuck boy to an amazing husband, your friends envied you because you were the picture perfect couple. After your wedding, you two moved into a wonderful house together in order to start a family. Many things happened in that house, such as cooking together, cleaning together, working together, and most importantly having mind blowing sex together. Jaehyun proved to never be a disappointment went it came to being a husband or being in the sheets because he knows you deserve the best and only the best.

After some time, your first child was born and both of you were elated. You decided on the name Hyunjoon for your baby boy and you and your husband couldn’t have been more happier. Seeing Jaehyun care for your son was the sweetest sexiest thing in the world and that turned you on a little too much. Watching Hyunjoon grow for the next 2 years felt like a flash and it saddened you and Jaehyun because it’s like he was born just yesterday and then the next day, he will be married and having kids of his own. After that terrifying thought, you decided you guys wanted another baby. Some weeks later, you’re rushed to the hospital. Jaehyun by your side in the hospital room, the doctor delivered the terrible news that you miscarried.

The atmosphere at home began to change. Your husband wasn’t making time for you anymore which resulted in you guys being less intimate in bed and you two started unnecessary quarrels over the smallest things. Arguments grew into yelling and yelling grew into physical altercations. One night, you were fixing dinner and your husband came home from work looking visibly tired. “Dinner is ready” you say in a very monotoned voice. Jaehyun sighs and answers, “I’m not hungry” hardly looking at you. You get fed up with how he’s acting, and to make it seem obvious that you are annoyed, you throw the towel onto the kitchen counter, march up to him and you shove him a little to get his attention. “Why are you giving me that attitude?!” raising your voice to him. Feeling his stress build up, Jaehyun shoves you even harder, making you fall to the ground. “‘Why are you giving me that attitude?!’ BECAUSE IM TIRED AND IM TIRED OF THIS BULLSHIT” Jaehyun yells. At the corner of your eye, you see a tiny boy standing at the hallway, holding his teddy bear. “Daddy? Mommy?” Hyunjoon says, his innocence clearly evident, not knowing what is going on.

At that moment, it clicked in your brain that things are beginning to change. The Jaehyun you knew back in college, the Jaehyun who became your husband, he was emotionally gone. Now the man standing in front of you is just some empty shell of what was. Jaehyun turns around to see the little boy and his harsh features turn soft. Walking up to the little boy, he picks his son up and in a calm voice, he asks “What are you doing up this late, buddy?” Picking yourself off the floor, you wipe your pants off so you can cover up the food and put in the fridge. “I heard screaming, daddy” your son says, and you try your very best to hold your tears in. “Don’t worry about that, let’s just get you to bed” you hear Jaehyun say as the sound of his footsteps get quieter signaling that he was gone.

Laying out the divorce papers on the kitchen table, you notice Jaehyun’s hands gripping the paper, almost crumpling it. Trying to stay composed, you tell him that this is the best option and that custody will be 50/50 because you have seen the way that he has cared for Hyunjoon and you don’t want to ruin that for them. With what felt like all hope was lost, Jaehyun had no choice but to sign. After you and Hyunjoon have left to go to your parents’ house, your shared home is now empty. Jaehyun looks around and remembers all the wonderful memories that have taken place, and he too starts to feel as empty as the house.

Hyunjoon is now 6 years old. Of course, when he was born, you fell in love the moment he was put into your arms and a family inside joke was then developed after comparing some baby pictures of him and his father, the similarities uncanny. Seeing Hyunjoon get older was starting to get to you because of how much he looked like his dad, making you miss Jaehyun so much. You missed him so much that you two have started to see each other again, no strings attached. This type of arrangement has affected you both to the point that you can’t bring yourselves to date other people and be normal, you always end up underneath him in bed.

You are cooking dinner, and you hear the door open meaning that Jaehyun has just dropped off Hyunjoon to stay at your place. “MOMMY I’M HOME” your son excitedly yells when he runs into the kitchen. Smiling down at him, you try to avoid looking at Jaehyun in hopes that you don’t remember the way that he was above you one night, rolling his hips into yours. You stop thinking about the previous nights and thanked him for dropping your son off. “You’re welcome!” he says with a smile on his face, his dimples evident. Your ex husband starts to take a good look at you, seeing the way your hair is pulled back into a neat but messy bun, some loose hairs to frame your face and he feels a strong urge to pull your hair like he always does when you two meet in your bedroom or his after Hyunjoon is put to sleep. His eyes trail down to your ass, remembering the events from a few nights ago when he took you from behind, your butt slamming against his hips, red hand prints covering the soft round flesh. Jaehyun’s soon snapped out of his thought because of Hyunjoon’s excited yelling. Your son is jumping up and down, excited to eat his mom’s home cooked meals and his father has a soft look in his eyes. His life is standing right in front him, only if he treated you right, this sight would have been more genuine.

As clinking of utensils fill the room, Hyunjoon turns to you. “Mommy, why does daddy have clouds coming from his mouth???” Your eyes go wide, questioning his inquiry even more, you ask him “What do you mean clouds?” Jaehyun knows exactly what his son is talking about. Ever since your divorce, Jaehyun has turned to smoking to calm him down and the times that Hyunjoon has been to his place, he has most likely seen his father from the window. “I think that’s enough for tonight, let’s get you cleaned up for bed?” Jaehyun asks Hyunjoon while you still have a questioning look.

After cleaning the dishes, you’re on your way to your room. Noticing the door of your son’s room slightly ajar, you can’t help but snoop in and see Jaehyun sitting next to your son in his race car bed, reading him a story. Seeing him this way with Hyunjoon made your heart melt because you know deep down he is a good father, despite everything that happened before. You accidentally push the door open, causing it to make a creaking noise and it catching their attention. Your son has a bright smile on his face when he see’s you, cute dimples that he inherited from his father showing through. “Mommy sit right here!!” he pats the spot on his left. Walking over to the designated spot, your son is sandwiched between you and Jaehyun. After some shared laughs and a few more rounds of reading your son’s favorite book, feeling like an actual family, you and your ex husband leave a sleeping a Hyunjoon alone.

Walking to the living room, you sit on the couch with him. “So you’ve been smoking again?” you ask, hoping he could sense the care you still have for him. “It’s been hard. I just want you back, I need you Y/N” Jaehyun says, feeling himself on the brink of tears. Noticing him tearing up, you grab his face to make you look at him and wipe his tears away. “What happened back then doesn’t matter, Jae. Our son does.” Your voice trails off when you look at his lips. Jaehyun can feel your needs radiating off of you, so he leans in and begins to kiss you deeply.

Kissing him back, your hands roam to the nape of his neck, lightly pulling at his hair. Jaehyun growing needier, he picks you up to bring you to your room, still kissing you. You two land on the bed and you’re laying on your back, your head starting to feel dizzy from the lack of pulling away for a breather, but in this moment you can care less, you wanted him and he wanted you. Feeling his hands all over your body, every article of clothing comes off, and you’re laid out vulnerable to each other. You reach down to his length, making a soft moan come out from your ex husband. Jaehyun starts to thrust his hips into your hand, the initial thought to relieve himself but he’s growing needier by the second. Wrapping your arms around each other, Jaehyun slips himself in and doesn’t give you time to adjust. A mix of heavy breathing and soft groans and moans fill the room, making sure to stay quiet so your son doesn’t suspect anything. Jaehyun then rests his forehead on yours, looking deep into your eyes. His eyes full of love in contrast to how he is rutting into you at this moment. “I love you…” he breathes out, those three words sounding like a distant memory because he hasn’t said that to you in a long time, the last time being 4 years ago, before everything fell apart between you. Hooking your legs around his waist, Jaehyun’s thrusts begin to go deeper, hitting that sweet spot deep within you and that’s all it took for you to writhe beneath him. Your ex husband is still chasing his end, his hips getting rougher and sloppier and you know that feeling all too well. After coming inside your tight walls, Jaehyun stays on top of you, holding you close to him, not planning on pulling out any time soon. You smile up at him, moving his sweaty hair out of his face. “I love you” you say to him, and you don’t need to hear those words back since his actions already explain themselves.

You start to worry. “This can’t be happening” you think, as the doctor broke the news to you. “You’re pregnant”. Those words ring in your ears for the rest of the day. You’ve always wanted another child with Jaehyun, but then the miscarriage and divorce happened. You felt so stupid and irresponsible, looking for comfort in your ex husband. Parking in your driveway, you see Hyunjoon and his dad playing catch, the view making your heart flutter. “Jae? Can we talk for a second?” you say, still rehearsing in your head of what you will tell him. “Yeah!” he responds with the brightest smile on his face. Hyunjoon pouts, wanting to play more with his dad. “I promise to play later, okay Joon? Just go inside and watch some tv” Jaehyun ruffles the top of his son’s head, making the little boy laugh and run inside. “So what is it?” he asks you. You look up at him, words now lost in your head. All the memories come flooding back, from your first meeting, first date, to your wedding day, the day your son was born, your ups and downs, you realize that you can’t let go of him and you are hoping that telling this to him would get you two back together. “I’m pregnant” you blurt out. His face softens at the news, reaching out to rest his hands on your hips and looking down, his little dimples peeking through. “This is a good excuse to get back together with you” he playfully says which makes you lightly smack his arm. “I promise we will be better” you tell him as you wrap your arms around his waist. “We will be better” Jaehyun tells you as he holds your cheeks in his hands, excited for what the future holds for your kids and your relationship.

[harryhoney-bee]

AHHHH OK SO!!!!!

he’s older, of course, and that’s a lil switch kind of thing.

he just got home from work and he’s so overworked and tired of everything that he gets a little subby. y/n is laying on the couch reading a book and he comes and lay above her - he throws her book away and his face is now on her covered tits - saying things like “missed you so much today, love” or “just want anything you want t’give me, please” literally begging for some attention. the thing is: in that same morning he edged her and didn’t let her come before leaving - “be a good slut and wait for daddy to come home and take care of you, yeah?” - BUT his day was so busy and exhausting and he was so in his subspace at the moment that he totally forgot about it. y/n obviously didn’t, so taking her chance shee does the same thing; she starts carefully, kissing and grinding on him - “do you want me to take care of you, my sweet boy? oh i will baby don’t worry” - and then she’s sucking him off but when he’s almost coming she stops and looks up at him crawling back to his lap, he looks at her confused and pouting and she says “oh baby i know you’re being a good boy now but you were such a bad boy earlier, right? and bad boys don’t deserve to come, do they?” with that he remembers what happened “how can i be a good boy for you, then?” so she makes he lean down to sit on his face, he can’t touch her or himself, just take it. when she comes she tells him to sit up straight again, carefully cleaning his face with her tongue and getting his clothes off. she then crawls to his lap again and starts grinding on his bare cock, he’s not inside, just slightly touching. she’s so wet that he slides perfectly between her pussy lips, the base of his cock messaging her clit. she comes again and starts getting a little sensitive, what usually makes her subby. SO once she’s getting subby and he’s more than overstimulated - he stil didn’t come - she whispers in his ear “being my best boy baby, love you so much” and he’s so out of himself that he’s just trying to catch his breath and give her a little tired smile when she leans closer again and says “but i miss my daddy…” AND HE GOES FULL MEAN DOM MODE grabbing her by the waist to their bad and manhandling her around like putting her on all fours and fucking her from behind “think it’s cool to take advantage of daddy, little girl?” he then pulls her hair “answer me” she’s so out of herself right now that she just moans loudly, he grabs her again and now she’s laying under him. he shoves his two fingers inside her mouth while pounding extremely slowly, watching the tip of his cock getting in and out of her “now take everything daddy gives you” “wanna act like a little bratty whore? gonna be treated like one. you’re not coming tonight anymore, babygirl. once you came twice, daddy’s going to come three times and you’re going to take it. gonna fill your little pussy up with my cum and you gonna take it like my little cumslut, right? yeah, that’s exactly what daddy’s little slut is gonna do” and he actually does it, three times in a row. when he comes for the third time, all sweaty and breathless, she with tears of pleasure rolling down her cheeks, he goes all soft again and that is their usual aftercare “gotta clean you up baby, did so good for daddy today. love you so much it hurts” then they just cuddle up and happily ever after

yeah that’s it i guess

-🍒

YOU AREN'TA ALLOW TO DO THIS TO ME WTF???? SUB!H AND DOM!H AT THE SAME SCENE?????? OH MY FUCKING GOD?????? I HAVE NO FUCKING WORDS RIGHR NOW I AM BARKING, I AM SCREAMING OMG???????????? BESTIE WTF

THE WAY HE WENT ON DADDY MODE JUST FOR HER 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 ON MY FUCKING KNEES, I WANT HIM SO MUCH

I cANNOT DEAL WITH THIS ANYMORE 🥴😞😫😭😫😭😭

[fandomfluffandfuck]

im curiohs you write rlly good dirty talk 😤😳😳 do you come up with it first when writing or does it just come out as you go 🥴

That's a really good question actually! And the answer is yes? Both? Kind of?

It depends on the fic quite honestly, what comes first, action or words. There have been fics/drabbles I've written solely based on the dirty talk I started with (maybe even a single line of dirty talk I started with) and build a fic up around the words but there are also plenty of fics, I would say the majority, that I have a basic idea and then I write the dirty talk as I flesh the fic out.

For example, the most recent strings of random dirty talk that are floating around in my drafts are:

"If your pillow gets boring, you can use my thigh instead tonight, sweetheart..."

"I have a confession, princess, I was watching you put on that fuckin' outfit through the crack you left in the door, knowing I'd notice the gap. I was only thinking about the fastest way to take that fuckin' outfit off a'you. I wasn't thinking about how good you look now, nah, I was too preoccupied, mmm, sorry, not sorry, sweetheart. You make a man unable to help himself, goddamn."

"You're doing it on purpose, aren't you, brat-? Suddenly calling me Daddy, you fuckin' brat. That wasn't just a slip. You meant to, c'mon now, admit it. Tell Daddy the truth." / "Yes, I- I did it on purpose." / "Yes, what?" / "Yes, Daddy. It... it was on purpose." / "Hmm-mmm, that's right, brat. What were you doing on purpose?" / "I- I was calling you Daddy, Sir…" / "Because-?" / "Because I knew it would turn you on and, uh, and-" / "Keep going." / "And I, I, uh, I really wanted you to break and, y’know-" / "Oh, baby. If you wanted something you shoulda just asked. Tsk tsk. Now Daddy has to punish you, brat." 

"Big strong quarterback, oh, poor baby, you gonna beg to get your dick wet? You gonna ask me if you can put your hand up my skirt? You gonna say please real pretty like I want you to?"

"Oh, oohh, g'd-" / "Mmm, baby boy, g'mornin' sweetheart, sorry I didn't wake you sooner but... Daddy just couldn't wait to use his toy. I had to fuckin' start without you. Can't resist this cunt, fuuck-" / "It's- it's fine, Daddy, ah ah ah-!"

Although personally, what I think of as the "best" dirty talk I write usually happens when I really, really am into the idea, with the basics of the fic outlined, but a sudden burst of inspiration will mean that I have to Speed Type to get it all out of my head because I know it will be gone if I don't. A good example of that happening is in "Make Me" on AO3, I think I wrote the bulk of that dirty talk in less than an hour? Then I went back and connected it later with more talking and more actions. I was just Really In A Mood (re: a brat-taming mood lol) and had to write it down. right. then.

So... hopefully that answers your question haha! Thanks for asking <3

[ssamorganhotchner]

I- I need a fuckin MOMENT after that last one. That’s so intimate but so sweet then it’s just hot af. Idk how to handle myself rn. ALSO IM DYING AT THAT LAST GIF. ASKDBFJSBXDJW HE IS SO FUCKIN HOT. Bro it’s gonna be 3am soon I need to stop being hot and fucking bothered rn.

Ok but I’m not gonna go to bed any time soon so like imma keep going lmao. Ok this is something that lives in my mind fully rent free. What if Hotch came up behind you as you were bent over/leaning on something (you know what I mean) and ran his hand over your ass but let his fingers pass over your core and then you’re all flustered and he’s playing innocent acting like he doesn’t know why you’d be so crazy

-🧚🏻‍♂️

He is INCREDIBLY hot and I will never understand how some people think otherwise. The man is sex on legs. 🥴

You know he would make any sweet moment very, very, sexy. Especially if he heard your sweet whimpers and moans.

Let’s say you were home cooking because the team was over for dinner. You’re minding your own business and just chilling, dancing to music, and drinking wine while cooking for them. Aaron comes up behind you, startling you, so you accidentally drop the spoon you were using. You bend down to pick it up, and he puts his hands on your ass. Gasping you drop the damn spoon… again. And that’s when he slides his other hand between your legs. You’re wearing slacks but they’re a very thin material and you just so happen to be wearing a thong today. Grazing his index and middle finger over your clothed pussy, you jump and involuntarily let out a whimper. You stand up and try to gather yourself and turn around to look at him. His hand stays at your hip but his other one moves to his pocket. So he’s standing there, jacket shed, sleeves rolled up, hand in his pocket, hair perfectly in place, looking delicious as fuck and acts like nothing just happened. He smirks “what?” And you slap him softly in the stomach “you know damn well what, Mr,” and his eyes darken “oh you mean this?” and he slides his hand in between your legs again. You swipe them away and you whisper-yell “Aaron we are in PUBLIC. In front of the team! Stop it!” and he says “that’s not my name, baby. say it right.” and your eyes grow wide… “Aaron no we are in public 😩😩 please don’t make me say it.” He leans in and nips at your earlobe “Say it, baby. Or else.” “But aaron.” “No buts kitten, say it. Now” he bites down on your neck. Stepping back he’s staring (Hotch Stare) at you now.. “Okay… I’m sorry… Daddy….” “That’s my good girl. And besides, I don’t recall you saying “stop daddy” in my office yesterday. And the blinds were wide open baby.” you’re like 😳😳 “You said they were closed!!” Grabbing your hands and putting them behind your back, he leans you against the bar and kisses you deeply… “I want people to know what’s mine, kitten” and he smirks at you, slaps your ass, and walks away. Leaving you breathless. 😛

[pjshirwit12]

Bullshit in the first two seasons of Criminal Minds

Title changed to “My Adventure with Criminal Minds: Season 1-2”

Warning SPOILERS

Reid should’ve been bisexual and still is fuck you

FUCK CBS

Fuck Gideon

There’s no way in hell that Garcia and Morgan didn’t have the hots for each other

Garcia and Morgan should date. I know that won’t happen

F U C K C B S

Gideon Can Fucking stub his toe on every couch he comes across

JJ and Spencer went to a football game yet it was ignored so far. Wtf

I hope Gideon’s cabin burns down

Reid with glasses

Elle speaking Spanish!!!!

Fuck CBS

Reid!!!with!!!glasses!!!

That Mideval Knight shit

I refuse to believe that Penelope made such a rookie mistake by connecting her personal laptop to the FBI wifi for many reasons

Penelope would have her shit protected with heavy armor any other concept is false

She knows that by accessing her laptop through the wifi, the equipment would also be possibly comprised, i don’t think she would take that chance

Penelope is goofy, but extremely serious about her job and friends. I call bullshit

It was just a way to end the season with a cliffhanger because why not

Argue with me but you won’t change my mind

REID WITH GLASSES

MORGAN WITH SUNGLASSES

Fuck CBS

Reid is somehow baby and daddy all at once wtf

There’s no way to phrase this correctly so here: why is Morgan so rough on anyone who hurts children. I’m not saying it’s a bad thing, but the others aren’t like that. What happened to him?

This will be deleted in time, I’m sure, but I haven’t seen one black person be the unsub. There was that guy in season one who attempted to rape an old woman, but no one who was the prime unsub

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I love Emily

She speaks Arabic

She’s smart

I love her

She and Reid better become close and I mean that shit

REID IS TOO PURE FOR THIS SHIT

I found out why Derek hates child abusers and pedophiles and child killers

I’m Sad now

Revelations is not a funny episode, Hotch getting upset because Reid called him a narcissist lightens the mood a bit.

REID WITH GLASSES🥴😍

MORGAN WITH SUNGLASSES😎

Emily fitting in with Morgan🥺

Morgan calling Garcia “Babygirl”

Morgan calling Garcia “Mama”

Morgan calling Garcia

The way Garcia answers the phone is the highlight of each episode

Garcia is also very lovely and I love her

You know it’s a serious episode when there’s no quote

I love all the women

Pretty and poisonous

I love seeing the team just having fun together

EMILY!WITH!!A!!!PONYTAIL!!!!

JJ!WITH!!A!!!PONYTAIL!!!!

I hate frank with every bone in my body and I hope that even in death he is tortured by sliding down a slide of razors lubed up with lemon juice

I hate whoever that bitch is who was talking to Emily in the last scene of season 2

She can fall down the stairs and get stabbed with her own stilettos

BIG Spoiler Alerts:

Seriously please don’t read these unless you’re done with Season 2

Elle shot lee noooooo! I know why but there wasn’t valid reason in the eyes of the law FUCK

Elle is gone now

Can’t wait for Emily I think it is

I’m on the bomb episode and lemme just say that if I was sitting on a bomb and the last face I saw was S.S.A. Derek Morgan, I think I’d have lived a full life

Emily is here!!!!

Wtf she’s just not gonna be in the episode

Emily is just forgotten during the episode after being introduced, but she’s there and she tells Hotch fuck you, put me in coach and gets that job. AS SHE SHOULD

Reid literally tried to save that kid and is crying and I’m tearing up shit

Ok ha ha it was funny when Elle was arrested, but now Derek? Wtf

Reid was kidnapped and there’s a gun to his head and he’s crying and he’s baby and doesn’t deserve this nooooooo

Spencer is being tortured and I’m S A D now KILL TOBIAS OR WHOEVER THE HELL THAT MF

Fuck he drugged Reid

Seeing Morgan so protective of Reid is sweet

Reid blames himself

JJ blames herself

Seeing Reid cry is heartbreaking

I hope they kill that sonuvabitch

Let Morgan shoot him

REID TOOK THE FUCKING DRUGS

He snapped at Em🥺

How long will Reid’s addiction last

It’s been 5 episodes I’m worried

The prostitute really wanted money Bc if a mf ordered ME to get into his car so aggressively I woulda been like hell no. No matter how bad the money was needed

A ROOM FULL OF GLASS I CRINGED WHEN I SAW

I FEEL ALL OF IT

Okay. Gideon. Gideon was next to be accused of murder

So we just gonna forget Reid’s addiction

You see these two motherfuckers? These two hot motherfuckers? The reason I’m bisexual. Fuck this.

This list will be edited as time goes on and I will be taking suggestions but not constructive criticism. Thank you for your time

It’s been fun folks onto Season 3