#tw: daddy kink mention

[sweetistmariexoxo]

Me and who? 🤭

[helloitsbees]

[conor-x]

Friendly reminder to respect her boundaries. 🤝

[chosokamosbf]

(N)SFW JASON TODD / RED HOOD HCs.

☆ 18+ only/no minors.

WARNINGs: 18+, gn (gender non-implied)! reader, daddy/mommy kink, mentions of abuse (jason nor reader are doing it), minor mention of blood, sub/dom, pain play, fear play, "prey/predator," brat taming, reader is referred to as "prince(ss)" and "sweetheart" once.

WORD COUNT: 900-ish+

Based on canon, I firmly believe he's on the ace spectrum, specifically demisexual. And even then, he rarely experiences sexual attraction at all for his partners. This isn't because he doesn't love them (enough) or any other assumptions similar to that; it just doesn't happen much.

Furthermore, as much as he'll indulge you here and there if you do, (sexual) intimate moments with Jason would be far and few between, making them all the more important to him.

He's a switch, leaning on dom and top. Mostly because he likes the control and is more comfortable that way. Getting him to be submissive instead is a gradual endeavor. He doesn't hate it; it just takes a lot of patience and trust.

First and foremost on actual kinks, I think Jason has a thing for "daddy," both on the receiving and giving ends. He likes the title, and he's definitely the type to whisper something like, "C'mere, sweetheart. Give daddy a kiss." in even private, innocuous moments just to mess with you.

(Note: I don't think he'd have as much of a mommy kink because—y'know.)

Rough sex is a top favorite of his. This goes hand in hand with play wrestling as a form of foreplay, breathing heavily down on his partner just to continue that energy into bed with sweat-slick bodies. It's less about "winning," and more about being allowed to confide in someone in a way and the fun that can come with it. He wouldn't be against being the sub in this situation either, even if his partner is weaker than him, because he knows how important control can be in bed, so he'll let them win. Sometimes. He trusts you, and he wants you both to feel good.

Degradation/praise wise, he'll give either out depending on the moment. He's going to tease and utter dirty shit like, "C'mooon, prince(ss). You're sounding like a real whore for someone who didn't want it a couple minutes ago—" if you tried to struggle against. It depends more on the moment than position because he could be pounding into you and huffing out praise right next to your ear with what little air he's catching, to riding you, telling you to keep up while his head is already thrown back.

He enjoys pegging a lot, but as always, it's going to take some convincing to get him to comply.

Brat taming is another go-to of his, along with sub/dom. On the other end, it seems to be a near equal opposite—he's not into it, and it can get uncomfortable real fast. There's a few times he'll indulge himself, and they're all after more intense days to sort of solidify the trust he has in you. You're not going to hurt him; he's still in control in a way.

He doesn't seem like he'd like being on the receiving end of any sort of pain play. He already deals with chronic pain on a day-to-day basis. To have it overwhelm one of the few aspects of intimacy that he loves and simultaneously take his head off things for once just doesn't seem like it'd be enjoyable for him. No, on the giving end—

(Note: I'm not into pain play myself, nor do I even know what even makes it enjoyable for people, so I'll be segmenting this with fear play and "prey/predator.")

It wouldn't be something he'd ever bring up, far from it, but if it's what you like, he'll gladly take a knife in a steady hand to softly trace it down from your stomach to your underwear. In a smile almost cruel, he'd drag it across just enough so a few drops could be licked back up if you asked nicely enough again.

Jason knows you're just asking for it if you're weaker than him and bring up the idea of a different kind of foreplay. He'd pick a place, somewhere with a lot of spots you could try to hide away and run to (an abandoned office of sorts is the best go; he's not going to risk infections).  Just for him to stalk, pin you down with ease. If the spot he found his little prey in isn't satisfactory (or clean) enough, he'd have no qualms settling you over his shoulder like a sack and manhandling you where he wants it.

He definitely isn't going to go too far, though. As well-trained as he is, he's going to be especially attentive after any scenes involving that. Sadism isn't a big one for him. He'll enjoy it in the moment but then feel real guilty afterwards, so, just as a reminder, aftercare goes both ways.

I don't know why some people think he's into "dark" (ex. pedo stuff such as ageplay and actual rape.) kinks when he's canonically and literally has hunted down murdered several (sexual) abusers before. If you try to break boundaries, he's going to be reconsidering the relationship, and quite possibly if he even knew you as a person.

On a lighter note, consent is a big thing for him, and he's also big on aftercare. A go-to would be a bath for the both of you (stuffing the sheets in the washer right before and bandaging any "scratches" if need be.), then cuddling. Depending on whether he has the energy, he'll pop something in the microwave real quick. (Takeout is usually a last resort because the last thing he wants while enjoying the afterglow with a partner is social interaction with a stranger.)

If you wear make-up and it gets ruined by the end, like in the latter part of the previous section, if he can, he's going to help you wipe off the mess and maybe help you reapply it as a form of care.

[skywarpie]

“Spread your legs, baby. That’s it… wider” and “My little slut to ruin” from reader to Copia, mayhaps? 👀

Prompts

I got a bit carried away with this one but whatever.

anyway, male reader/copia bc we need more of that.

He lies beneath you, panting and whimpering. His flushed body looks like a fine piece of art with how it contrasts to the dark colored sheets. Fuck. You are going to ruin him.

Copia has an arm flung across his face. It hides his eyes. Looking at you would drive him over the edge. Eventually you need to put that to the test.

He whimpers as you yank him closer to you. Immediately, his thighs wrap around your waist. His back makes the prettiest little arch when the movement forces you even deeper into him.

“Spread your legs, baby. That’s it… wider." You tell him as you hike him back further on your cock. His own hips roll to meet yours.

There's a thin sheen of sweat covering his chest. Something tells you if you could see his face, it'd be the same way.

The sight makes you absolutely feral. You growl as you fuck into him ferally, like your life depends on it. His mouth forms a small O as each thrust hits his prostate. You've fucked him so much that by this point you know where the perfect spots are.

“My little slut to ruin." He goes to sit up, but you put a strong hand on his abdomen, holding him still. "Say it." Your other hand reaches up and slaps him across the face. And the moan that he emits goes straight to you core because fuck, he really does sound like a little whore like this.

"I said say it!" Both of your hands move to wrap around his throat, squeezing, but not too tight.

"I'm y--your slut to ru--ruin." Copia's voice is dry. All the moisture 's having left to produce more tears. His hips roll up to meet your's again.

You slap him across the face again. "Your slut what?"

He finally removes the arm from his face as he sobs. "Please. I'm your sl--slut to ruin, daddy."

And that does it. You're shoving him even further into the mattress as you fuck him like an animal in rut. He lays below you, taking everything you have to offer. His fingernails dig into your back as he lets out a small string of "feels good, daddy."

He goes rigid below you and you know what's coming. In a flash, your hand is wrapped around the base of his cock squeezing. He cries out. At this point you're not sure if they're tears of joy or frustration.

Who cares.

"You get to cum when I say so. Otherwise, I'm fucking you until you can't walk for a week.

[taegularities]

Rid i have been meaning to ask the cmi jk and oc

If there us one thing you’ll never do in the bedroom, what is it?

you're out of breath, and entirely out of your mind. perhaps a little too much as you squint your eyes shut tight, whispering amidst the hazy chaos, "don't stop. god, i— daddy—"

jungkook stops immediately, gaze suddenly wide. he blinks at you, perplexed as his forehead wrinkles and your face heats up.

you realise your mistake when he exhales, replay the word and grimace, cringing; then, you let out a nervous laugh.

with a shake of your head, you hurry to say, "okay, might've been worse than the roleplay thing, actua—" the moment jungkook mumbles, "yeah, maybe not, the daddy issues say no—"

...yet, you're sure he won't let you forget about this.

[sweetistmariexoxo]

Excuse me I have to go masturbate real quick…

[hanasnx]

jj occupies every corner of my mind but daddy kink/pa jj oh im dripping he’s so condescending and mean when he wants to be and it rlly fuels his breeding kink of course he’ll fill you up he’d be a bad daddy if he didnt

“of course he’ll fill you up he’d be a bad daddy if he didn’t” eye twitch

also i loved making him mean and condescending in the pa fic i wrote about him ugh like usually he’s so lighthearted and there’s a time and a place for that but something about being called daddy/pa would really have him going. it’s probably one the ways the brain tries to cope with trauma in his case

[theotherwoman-emily]

Eating Disorder🥀

“Babygirl. Have you eaten today?” Romans voice is closer than anticipated, so I freeze. My heart thumping wildly in my rib cage. Like a bird trying to escape its prison.

“Uh.” I ponder chewing my lower lip.  

Lie.

“Yes, I’ve eaten today.”

“What have you eaten today?” His eyes darken as his eyes pierce me, his teeth are clenched as he speaks.

Lie.

“I don’t remember.” I scramble my fried brain.

He takes a step forward and instinctively I take a small step back. Big mistake.

His hand comes down on the wooden table with a sharp slap and it cracks as it shifts under his heavy hands.

“One time will I warn you. Babygirl. I will not, and do not tolerate lying.���

Ashamed at my attempt to lie rushes over me in a numb wave. I knot my fingers together and squeeze them between my thighs.

“I’m sorry.” I mumble as heat rushes to the surface of my cheeks in embarrassment.

“Babygirl. Why would you lie to me about this?” He moves around the large table to sit on the ottoman in front of me, taking my hands and clasping them into his.

“I was scared. I didn’t want to worry you. I didn’t want you to be angry or disappointed in me Roman.”

“Angry or disappointed about what?” His tone is firm.

“The fact that sometimes the appetite vanishes out of nowhere. Or the fact that other times the feeling of hunger is absent.” The words tumble from my lips in a rush.

“Babygirl, I know there will be days like this that you struggle. You didn’t have to lie to me, I would have understood. Anorexia is hard to overcome. You’ve come so far Babygirl. Don’t lie to me on those days.”

I keep my eyes trained on the black shirt he’s wearing that hugs him in just the right places.

“Okay.” I breathe.

[deke-rivers-1957]

Dr. Carpenter x F!Reader

AN: Thank you for requesting this story @fairybloodsucker. If anyone wants to request a one shot or anything that I'm known to produce, feel free to send it in my inbox. If I accept your request or discuss how I will make it, I'll try to make it as soon as I can. The lengths will vary by request so I hope you don't feel cheated if your request isn't as long as others.

I walk into the doctor's office.

"How can I help ya?"

I'm blushing when I see Dr. Carpenter.

"Oh doctor. I'm in a terrible dilemma."

"Go ahead, speak freely. I'll listen."

"I know you're a man but I'm feeling a strange throbbing sensation."

"Mmm hmm... is it a pleasant or an unpleasant sensation?"

"I don't know how to describe it. I've never felt this way before."

"Do you feel that the sensation is coming from inside, or from outside your body?"

"It's well." 

I look down and your face turns pink.

"I see. Now, if you close your eyes and go deep inside yourself... can you describe exactly where this throbbing feeling is coming from?"

I close my eyes and try to fantasize. 

"Ohh."

"Can you tell me exactly what it is you are fantasizing about?"

"Well. I'm not sure if it's appropriate to say such things to my doctor."

"I assure you whatever you say will remain confidential. And I'll need to know what it is you're fantasizing about if I am to provide you with the best possible treatment."

"I. See a man. Touching me."

"And how does this make you feel, when you imagine this man touching you?"

"It's just this I don't know. A weird fluttering sensation down there."

"You know, there's a technical term for that sensation you're describing... the medical word for that sensation is "arousal"."

I open my eyes.

"And what do you do about it?"

"Let's think about how you can try to manage this arousal. Does this sensation happen at a consistent time? In the morning, or after working out, or maybe late at night? There's a wide range of possibilities that I'll need to consider in order to find the correct treatment for you."

"I wouldn't say it's at a consistent time."

"It's important in this diagnosis that we find the root cause and try to eliminate the triggers. Do you feel that your work or education might be contributing to your arousal?"

"No not at all. It's quite distracting from my work."

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

I turn pink. 

"Yes."

"Have you been in any recent romantic relationships?"

"No I haven't. I'm not the dating type."

"I see. When you imagine this man touching you, is there anyone in particular you are imagining?"

"Well yes, there is."

"And who is that? Is this man someone you know?"

"It is someone I know. But it just wouldn't be appropriate if I told him."

"I can certainly understand why that would make it difficult for you to tell him. Could I ask you this: how do you think he might respond to your feelings if you told him?"

"I think he would be flattered but also agree that a relationship wouldn't be possible."

"I see. And I would understand his reluctance and concern for his profession. But would you be comfortable telling me what it is that he does for a living?"

I know I can't dance around the subject anymore. 

"He's a doctor."

Dr. Carpenter's face turns very red for a moment.

"Ah... I think I'm beginning to understand the dilemma. Have you had these feelings for him for a long time?"

"No this is quite recent. I picture him. Touching me."

He looks a little surprised I would be imagining someone in such a way. 

"It's clear you feel very strongly about this. You seem to be quite attracted to this man. Have you considered a possible way to communicate your feelings to him, without sacrificing the professional relationship you have?"

"I think it would be best to learn what I can do to satisfy that urge by myself."

He sighs a bit. 

"You seem to be a sensible young woman. And it's clear that you want to find a solution that works for the both of us. I wonder if I might make a suggestion."

"Yes what is it?"

"I was wondering if you might be open to the idea of a possible... release? A short-term "one-off" procedure, if you will, to take care of that "throbbing" sensation you were describing. If you find yourself thinking about him and find yourself getting... aroused while he isn't around, then what if there was just one way you could satisfy that feeling? Would you be interested in trying that?

I look at him interested.

"Would you like a demonstration?"

"Yes I think that would be necessary."

"I see. Well then... sit back, relax and clear your mind."

I close my eyes. I can feel Dr. Carpenter gently place both of his hands on my knees.

"Ok."

"Now, imagine that you are with him and you're feeling that "fluttering" sensation again."

"Oh."

"Can you feel that?"

"Yes."

"It's a pleasant feeling?"

"Yes it is."

"Let's see if we can make those feelings even stronger."

"Ok."

"We're going to use your imagination as a tool... a tool to help with the sensations." 

I feel that fluttering sensation as my face turns red.

"You can feel that?"

"It feels good. I need something. I don't know how to describe it. Something needs to just. Fill up this emptiness."

"I understand exactly what you're saying. And I was thinking, of all the ways I could help you. I thought maybe there was one way I could fill that emptiness for you right now. What do you think?"

"What do you mean?"

"I thought I might be able to do something, to take care of that emptiness for you. What do you think, should I show you?"

"I trust you doctor."

Dr. Carpenter's POV

I look at her closely, trying to hide my own excitement. 

"I need you to imagine the doctor, right now, right here with you. Picture me, touching you."

"Ok."

"Does that feel good, imagining that?"

"It does."

I pull her closer. 

"Would you like to feel it for real?"

"I do."

Her face is now so close to mine. 

"Ok, relax... just relax. Imagine it's happening for real."

I unzip my pants and start to fill up the emptiness inside her. 

"Oh."

"Yes, that's it... that's right... just relax..."

I guide her so that she's lying on her back and make her feel nice sensations.

"You feel it don't you? You feel nice and relaxed..."

I can tell her thoughts are wandering and I whisper in her ear. 

"You feel the fluttering again?"

"Yes I do! I'm ready for something."

My cheeks turn pink. 

"Is that something a bit... unexpected? Something you'd like to try?"

"Yes. I want a baby."

My heart almost stops and I can feel myself twitch against her. I've always wanted to get a girl pregnant but not like this. I'm a little aroused by this.

"Then I have the perfect idea for how to fill up that emptiness you were feeling inside you."

Time Skip

My face is very pink and I'm breathing heavily as I'm still on top of her. 

"Did you enjoy your treatment?"

I'm still inside her, ready to do anything she asks.

"I might need to do that more often."

"Yes I think I could prescribe that. Just make an appointment when you need it." 

My face is still incredibly, incredibly pink.

"Well. How much time do we still have left for today?"

I look at my watch. 

"About 20 minutes. Why, would you like more of this treatment?"

"Yes please."

I can't help but smirk at my woman. 

"Ok, we can do that." 

I begin to lean forward, about to start a new round. I'm still on top of you as the session comes to an end. 

"So... are you feeling better?"

I don't get a reply so I roll my hips again making her moan. 

"Good sir."

"Well, I have one recommendation. How about you keep your next appointment for tomorrow morning?" 

I place a finger on her lips and pause. 

"I think you'll need another session."

I make her eyes roll back one last time before pulling away from her.

"Oh yes sir."

"Good girl."

I stand up and begin putting on my coat. 

"I'll see you tomorrow?"

She starts squirming a little. 

"Yes, daddy."

I can almost feel myself twitch in my pants but try to control myself. 

"Do you need anything else this evening?"

"I don't know daddy. I'm still just so needy."

I walk over to her and reach out to pat her head. 

"Oh, you'll be ok. Just make sure to schedule your next appointment for tomorrow. Ok, sweetheart?"

"Ok, daddy."

"I'll see you tomorrow."

I make sure she gets to her car safely. Once she leaves I stay in my office for a few minutes. Eventually, I leave the office knowing full well I'm going to get her pregnant. As much as I was being so unprofessional, I feel so thrilled that I got myself a baby momma now.

[stargirlfics]

just binge read my way through your alfred posts, your thoughts about him are incredible!!

thinking about drunk alfred who loses some of his usual precision. he's wilder and just obsessed with having you close to him, burying his face in your neck and hair to breathe you in deep. his hot breath on your ear whispering the filth he's been wanting to do to you all night before you're being carried bridal style to the bedroom.

drunk Alfred has a daddy kink omg who said that?!?!?

Thank you!! Dilfred has my heart forever now 🥰

But oh my god Alfred in that state where his inhibitions are looser and he’s still such a gentleman of course but he’s a little filthier about it has me…yearninggg cause ahh like you said, he just wants you close to him, think about how he’d be holding your body against him, how all his words and his touches and kisses are laced with so much desire for you and yes he absolutely does have a daddy kink when he’s in that mood idc, it fits for me! I want him so bad!

I would barely be able to handle it but bestie, his deep ass voice next to your ear saying shit about how he’s so happy he’s about to get you all to himself because he’s been thinking about you underneath him all night and all that good wine at dinner is making his hands act on their own and it’s so thrilling seeing him so hungry

[x--sinner--x]

Has anyone ever felt like ruining the peace of someone else just because you can? I am looking right at my two little dolls, who I managed to kidnap a few days ago, and they are sleeping peacefully as the air blows past their naked bodies which are chained against the wall.

It really makes me want to stomp on their tiny little bodies and push my feet against their stupid cunts until they squirt all over the cold floor, begging me to stop. I just want to ruin their pretty faces and see blood trickle down from their bodies due to all the torment. Fuck I feel euphoric when I hurt my kidnapped dolls.

Ughhhh..... fuck my thoughts are going overboard again....

[sweetistmariexoxo]

Stop asking where I’m from, just send me a big cock and 🌽

[hanasnx]

do u think dilf! anakin would have a daddy kink.

this is a complicated question because i think yes but under very specific circumstances.

if he's got his two kids, i don't think he'd like being reminded of them during a sexual encounter (i.e. conflation via you calling him daddy in dirty contexts and he can't help but be reminded of who else calls/called him that). being 100% honest he'd def treat you like a daddy out of habit, but he might not be fond of the name itself. he's a creep for going after younger people in the first place don't get me wrong, but it might send him over the edge in an irreparable way to start accidentally imagining you as his daughter.. and what exactly he's been doing to his "daughter".

if he doesn't have anyone that's called him that platonically, i don't see why he wouldn't let you do it if you wanted to. he'd grow to like anything you put in front of him enough times. as he's gotten older, he's learned what he likes and doesn't like, and he sure does love being in an authoritative role with responsibility and power. if that means telling you to "finish your food" or put his hand at the small of your back to guide you into something you're nervous to complete (i.e. talking to an associate at the front desk somewhere) then he's definitely got that daddy energy he can't help when around you.

the way you covet the nickname, whether its in neutral or dirty contexts, would wear him down. you'd pavlov him. he'd be known as daddy, and turn his head when you call for him.

out of my character roster, i think han solo has the worst daddy kink. anakin skywalker is another story and it's more circumstantial.

[walkswastes]

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