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falcqns · 2 years

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𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐮

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Chris Evans x foster!little!Reader

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: when Chris falls down a rabbit hole one the internet about age regression and caregiving, he decides he wants to be a caregiver. he signs up to be a foster caregiver through a charity called 'The Big and Little Society of Massachusetts'. he went through the required steps and completed all the training, and just received news that he would be fostering his first ever little. his whole life was about to change, and he couldn't wait.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: age regression, ddlg, abdl, ADHD (based off my experience so please keep that in mind), slight angst with lots of comfort, crying, mentions of hospital and hints to past abuse but its literally just a mention, mentions of eating.

✰ 𝐚/𝐧: this is the first chapter of my au that i've said i was going to start months ago and never did, and is also my entry for @dadplease 's 5k Stuffie Writing Contest!! congrats on 5k Eun!! tagging @natashasera as usual, and some others that i think would enjoy this!! @uhmellamoanna @amazingarfield @thewritingbabe <3

don't forget to read and reblog, and i do not give permission for my works to be posted anywhere other than tumblr. thank you.

Chris was pacing back and forth in his living room, trying to focus his mind. he kept trying to tell himself that everything was going to be fine, and that he had nothing to worry about.

in reality, he had everything to worry about.

a few months ago, Chris was on TikTok before bed, and had come across a video of a man making a video about how he calms his little down when they're having a tantrum. Chris was going to just scroll past it, but something about the video captivated him, and he ended up binging his videos until 3 am. he watched the man, who's name was Luke, talk about what age regression and caregiving was, why it was beneficial, and breaking the stigma around it. Luke also had videos of him and his little day to day and doing activities such as going to the park, going grocery shopping, and getting ready for bed.

the next few days consisted of Chris doing all the research he could about age regression and caregiving, and that's when he came across The Big and Little Society of Massachusetts. it was a small agency based in Boston that focused on breaking the stigma around age regression and ensuring that age regressors were with quality caregivers, and helping those who weren't. what intrigued Chris was that this agency had a foster program for age regressors who had recently left a bad relationship, as well as an anonymous tip line to use if someone was concerned about an age regressor or their caregiver.

Chris had just got off the phone with his accountant, planning to make a donation to the agency, when he decided to click on the 'Foster A Little!' application. he read through the application briefly, and decided to apply.

he completed the application, and a few days later he was contacted by one of the social workers. his application had been accepted, and he was moved to the next phase.

he went to all the trainings, interviews and meetings. he enlisted Scott and his mom to help him clean his house for the inspection, and two months after his initial application, he was an official Foster Caregiver. all he was waiting for was the call.

the call that he got yesterday while on set. they'd called and informed him that there was a young adult female little in need of a foster caregiver immediately, and Chris immediately accepted. they told him that as soon as she was discharged from the hospital, her social worker would bring her over, something that slightly worried Chris. they'd emailed him her file, and he had practically memorized it at this point, especially her little age.

he'd spent the entire morning shopping. he had bought a crib, bibs, and a TON of toys. he didn't know exactly what she would need until she got to his house and he got to know her, but it couldn't hurt to be prepared.

Chris picked up the lion stuffie that he had bought at the store, smiling to himself. he'd gotten all he needed in the toy aisle, and was walking passed the stuffed animals, when the lion caught his eye. he contemplated leaving it and letting her pick one out for herself, but something in his gut told him to buy it, so he did.

Chris glanced at the clock one more time and gulped nervously when it said 5:58. the social worker had called him around lunch time and told him that his new foster little had been cleared to go home, and they'd be discharged soon. they'd be picking up her prescriptions, and then heading over to his house. ever since the call had come, he'd been running around like a madman, making sure his house was in order.

his head shot up when he heard tire against gravel, and he placed the stuffed animal on the table. he called Dodger over to him, and placed him in his crate. Chris knew the puppy would get overexcited by the little, and based on the little information he had been given, Dodger would scare the crap out of her, and she'd been through enough.

he heard a car door close, and two people walk up to his house. he took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, as the doorbell rang.

he gulped once more, before opening the door. the second the door opened to reveal you, his heart broke at how sad and utterly exhausted you looked. the whites of your eyes were red and watery, and your eyelids were fighting to stay open. you were shaking in the cold night air, your leggings and thin sweater barely keeping you warm.

"hi," Chris said warmly, and the social worker, Kayla, smiled back at him, before grasping your hand.

"this is Chris," Kayla said softly. "you're going to stay with him for a while, okay?"

you nodded so small that Chris almost missed it, and Chris could see your chin wobbling under your baby pink paci in your mouth. Chris moved to the side, and let you and Kayla in. he saw the black duffel bag on the ground, and grabbed it.

"I'm going to have to go now, but everything is going to be fine. you're going to be safe here, I promise." Kayla said rubbing your arm. "if you need anything, you can call me, okay?" she said, and you nodded again. she smiled at you, and squeezed your arm gently before turning towards Chris and handing him a white paper bag.

"here's her medication," she said. "she had her nighttime meds at the hospital as the discharge took a little longer than expected, so she'll probably need to sleep soon." Chris nodded.

"okay. does she take any in the morning?"

Kayla nodded. "yes. she takes 50mg of Vyvanse, and it must be taken before 10am, and must be taken after she's eaten. the other two prescriptions can be taken with it, but isn't necessary, its just anti anxiety meds and pain management." she said, and Chris nodded, reading over the medication names briefly.

"awesome, thank you. has she eaten?" he asked, and Kayla glanced at you.

"i got her a happy meal, but she didn't eat the whole thing, so i put it in this bag incase she wants the rest of her nuggets tomorrow," she said, handing Chris a plastic bag. "she probably wont eat anymore tonight, but will most likely be very hungry tomorrow."

"okay. anything else i should know?"

"just her doll. it's in her duffel bag, and she sleeps with it every night. i normally gift any littles i work with with a stuffy but i haven't had a chance to stop at the store, unfortunately."

"not a problem," Chris said with a smile. "i picked one up at the store for her."

"oh, thank you so much." Kayla said with a smile, resting a hand on her chest. "i was worried that she wouldn't have one. we're still working on getting her belongings from her old residence and she did have a few stuffed animals that we weren't able to grab in the 15 minutes we were there, and i didn't want her to be without them for too long. i'll bring the rest of her things by in a few days." Kayla said, and Chris nodded, seeing you looking around apprehensively.

"okay. thank you so much, Kayla," he said, and she smiled, looking at you as well.

"you're welcome. she's a sweet little girl who was not treated right, but i am confident that she'll be in good hands with you." Kayla said.

her and Chris exchanged goodbyes, and after she said goodbye to you once more, before leaving. Chris turned to look at you, and saw a tear running down your cheek.

'hi sweetie," he said to you, keeping his voice quiet and gentle. "you're going to be safe here, okay?" he said. "are you sleepy?"

you nodded, your paci bobbing in your mouth as you suckled on it.

"okay. i'll give you a little tour before we head upstairs as i want to put your food in the fridge. do you wanna hold my hand?" he asked, holding his hand out, his palm facing down, and you nodded, reaching out shakily. your palm, which was much smaller than his, wrapped around his pinkie, and let Chris lead you through the house.

he smiled when he saw the lion on the kitchen table, and grabbed it with his free hand.

"i got this for you, sweetheart." he said quietly. "Miss Kayla said she was going to come by with your other stuffies in the next few days, but i thought you'd like this one in the mean time," he said, and his heart squeezed, seeing your eyes light up, and reach out for the stuffy.

you cooed as you felt the soft fur, before rubbing it against your cheek. Chris smiled, fighting the urge to kiss your forehead. "wait here, okay?" he said, and he placed the food in the fridge, before leading you through the house. as you passed Dodger, who was asleep, in his crate, Chris stopped.

"this is Dodger, my puppy. he's sleeping now, but you can meet him tomorrow. do you like dogs?" he asked, and you nodded, your head tipping to the left seeing the snoozing pup. "well, that's good. he's going to love you."

he led you through the rest of the house, and into the bedroom, where the crib was standing next to his bed.

"this is your crib." he said, bringing you up to it, and letting you touch it. "when you're big, you don't have to sleep in here, but when you're little i want you to, atleast for a little while, okay?"

you nodded again, and yawned, your hand rubbing the soft material of the fitted sheet.

"let's get you ready for bed, alright?" he said, and you nodded. "what do you want to wear?" he asked, and you pointed to the duffel on his shoulder. Chris placed it down on the bed, and opened it. a Goldberger baby doll was laying on top, dressed in a red dress. "is this your baby?" he asked and smiled as you nodded and grasped the doll in your other hand. he lifted a weighted blanket out of the bag, and saw some sleep shorts on top. "these?" he asked, and you nodded.

"okay."

he helped you get dressed, and tried to take your new stuffy and your doll away just so he could get you settled into the crib, when you started crying and plopped on your bum, rocking slightly, shaking your head. Chris felt his heart breaking, and crouched in front of you.

"oh, sweet girl," he soothed. "i wasn't going to take them from you. they're yours, and i would never take them from you. i just wanted to set them on the bed so that you could get all snug in bed, and then i was going to hand them back, okay?" he said, and you slowly stopped rocking, and nodded, looking up at him nervously. you shakily handed over your doll, and then your lion, eyes following the two comfort items as Chris sat them on his bed. "there," Chris said. "they're going to watch us get all comfy, okay?" he said, and you nodded.

Chris lowered the crib bar, and turned to you. "can i lift you in?" he asked. "i don't want to touch you without your permission." he said, and you nodded, raising your arms.

Chris grabbed you under the armpits, and lifted you up, bringing you over to the bed and laying you down. he grabbed the weighted blanket, and laid it over you. you wiggled around as he grabbed the comforter at the end of the crib.

"do you want this one too?" he asked. "i'm guessing you're still a little cold, huh?" and draped it over you when you nodded, your eyes still locked on your stuffy and doll. "okay, sweetie pie." he said, turning and grabbing the items. "here's your doll," he said, handing you the doll and smiling when you gripped it tight and pulled her to your chest. "and here's your lion." he said, chuckling when he saw your legs kicking slightly in happiness as you snuggled the lion to your chest as well.

he crouched down near your head. "i'm going to be right there, okay?" Chris said, pointing to his bed behind him. "if you need me, just call, okay?" you nodded, eyes shutting, burying your face in your new lion stuffy.

Chris ran his hand over your back as your breathing evened out, smiling at your sweet face. "you're so beautiful," he whispered, his thumb stroking over your cheek. "you're safe here, okay? nothing is going to hurt you ever again, i promise."

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stargirlfics · 1 year

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I just wanna cockwarm daddy Chris and suck his thumb while I nap and be a good girl

Is that too much to ask

Ugh ok yes like being stuffed nice and full and him letting you suck on his thumb and get snuggled against him while he rubs your back! Please! Major want! The steamy comfort of it all! 😮‍💨

#chris evans smut #daddy!chris evans x little!reader

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babyjakes · 4 months

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you all over me.

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | double penetration

pairing | soft!dark!daddies!steve rogers and ari levinson x little!reader

warnings | dark ddlg dynamic (soft!dark!daddies of captive!little!reader.) dub/non-con. size kink. reader is held down and fucked. stretching. loss of anal virginity. unprotected double penetration (vaginal and anal.) mentions of anal training/stretching/fingering. clit rubbing. crying kink. praise and encouragement. mocking/humiliation. forced orgasm (with implied previous forced orgasms.) overstimulation. they come in her. little bit of aftercare.

word count | 1,386

an | this is written in the same au as clear blue water, with captive!reader and her soft!dark!daddies.

Tears poured down your damp cheeks as your face was tucked into the warm crook of Steve's neck. Arms reaching up weakly, you almost wanted to cling to the safety of his broad form as he lay beneath you, heavy breaths harmonizing with your own.

But that wouldn't do for your daddies- not for either of them. "Come on, babydoll. Where's that pretty face," the blonde crooned as his hips thrust upward over and over, rocking your own. His hands were on your waist, Ari's just above them as both the men worked to keep you upright and in place, their massive lengths pounding into you with steady rhythm.

They had been fucking you like this for what felt like hours, but the sensations of fullness and overstimulation you were experiencing were still just as overwhelming and horrible as when they had first pushed into you. Steve had gone first, both of the men knowing you would tolerate his part better. They were a bit concerned when you were in tears from the vaginal penetration alone, but as usual, they wouldn't be discouraged. As difficult as it was, and as pitiful as you were to watch as you were held down and split open, Ari was eventually able to work himself into you as well.

As they kept their four strong hands on you, working you up and down over their throbbing cocks like nothing more than a fleshlight with a pulse, you honestly couldn't tell which forceful insertion felt worse. It was all blurring together, the world nothing more than a streaky haze through your steady tears. The men shared a sympathetic glance with each other before Steve refocused his attention back on you. "Poor girl," he murmured lowly, bringing a hand up to brush away your tears with his thumb. "Know it's so hard, little one. So hard to take both your daddies' cocks at the same time, isn't it?"

"So full, aren't you, baby?" Ari nodded in agreement, his oversized member stretching your poor little bottom to its absolute limit. Despite the generous amount of lube they'd used and the time they'd spent patiently coaxing your tiny hole open with their greedy fingers, nothing could ease the horrible burning feeling that bloomed through your lower half as you were taken in the ass for the very first time.

"Look so pretty like this, all stretched out stuffed full of us," Steve groaned, his cock twitching so hard within your aching walls that you could feel it, your poor tummy spasming in response. To the man lying comfortably on his back, there had never been a sight quite as beautiful as this: watching from the front as your tiny holes were so helplessly violated, large hands holding you in place and giving you no choice but to sit there and take it, your perky tits bobbing perfectly as your figure was worked at a steady, punishing pace.

And though he couldn't see your chest as well, or the pretty little faces you were making as your body was used and abused so sinfully, Ari's view from behind you wasn't anything to turn his nose up at, either. He loved the way your back arched up as their dicks kept you angled forward towards Steve, your adorable ass bouncing in rhythm as his cock tore into your throbbing, achy hole. He could easily keep you going with just his hands alone; with both him and Steve being so much larger and stronger than you, it wasn't difficult for either one of them to overpower you and allow the other to make better use of a second pair of hands.

Which is just what Steve did as his partner held you up and in place, giving him the signal of a nod. "Go ahead, Stevie. Let's give some attention to that pretty little clit of hers," Ari suggested. Steve spit on his thumb, bringing the other hand down to pull back its protective hood as he smeared the clear wetness all over your poor little bundle of nerves. Your body jerked harshly at the stimulation, but you couldn't do anything to stop them or squirm away; you were completely helpless, having no choice but to let the blonde rub your exposed little nub in quick, harsh circles.

"Please, p-please... n-no!" you choked through your tears as your whole body began to shake with sobs.

"C'mon doll, doesn't that feel good? Know you like it when we pull back the hood and rub you right there, right on your cute little button," Steve frowned and faked worry at your cries, though he and Ari both knew perfectly well the way their actions and words were tormenting you.

"That's right," Ari mused from behind you as he kept your trembling body moving across their stiff lengths, "our pretty girl loves having her sweet little clit rubbed. Makes her come so hard, doesn't it Stevie? Poor baby can't help it when her daddies play with her clit, but it sure is cute to watch her try and fight it."

"So cute," Steve hummed in agreement, watching intently as your breaths began staggering, your little feet kicking weakly as your knees shook and struggled on either side of him. "Oh? Looks like she's getting close here," the blonde sang as he continued his skillful work over your slick, sticky nub. "Can feel her little pussy fluttering- what do you think, babydoll? You gonna be a good girl and come for your daddies?"

Watching as your buildup continued, Ari and Steve shared a knowing nod, both increasing the speed of their respective roles as their cocks pumped more vigorously inside you. This is the moment they had been waiting for; of course they were hoping to come as you did. A few orgasms had been forced from your trembling form earlier as you were held down by one and stretched out on the other's fingers, but this was meant to be the grand finale, the climax you would all share, whether you were willing or not.

"Can feel her squeezing us- she's getting close," Ari grunted as their dicks clapped lewdly into your dripping holes. "That's it, sweetheart. Come on, almost there..."

Your resistance was a losing game. As much as you fought and defied them each time, a sense of helplessness was never absent from within you; you knew you'd be forced to come. And with both of them thrusting into you at an almost immeasurable speed, and Steve's torturous hands working your clit the way he knew best, there was nothing for you to do but let them have their way with you. Eyes squeezing shut as your tummy tightened, your little toes curled as your orgasm was ripped from your faltering grasp. You came long and hard, Steve and Ari's triumphant words of praise merely echoes as heat and shocks of ecstasy overcame your exhausted body.

Warmth burst in your core as you were pumped full of both the men's come, Ari's fingers digging in almost painfully around your waist as their cocks swelled and sputtered within you. When you were finally coming down from your impressively long high, you let out a soft, broken cry as Steve finally eased your body down to rest limply against his front. "Shhh," you could hear him humming soothingly, someone's hand rubbing your back as you sniffled and sobbed into your captor's chest. "Easy pulling out of her," he was murmuring to Ari as the world seemed to slow around you.

"You're okay, baby. You were so good for us," the brunette was praising you softly from behind as he shifted a bit inside you, trying to measure how careful he needed to be as he and his partner now shifted their focus towards damage control.

"Don't cry, little one. Daddy's here, Daddy's got you," Steve kissed the top of your head as he cooed at you, his broad arms cradling you lovingly as you clung to him. You were desperate for any comfort and tenderness you could get at this point, even if it was straight from the hands of your abusers. This is usually how you wound up at the end of the day, a weeping mess in your daddies' arms, and they wouldn't have it any other way.

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shadfanfic · 1 year

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You shouldn’t have done it papa!

Daddy! stucky x little! Reader

Summary: you trusted them but they betrayed you

Warnings:fluff!! At first and the end, mention of needless, mention of reader have to get some stitches, crying, yelling, cursing, reader has Trypanophobia but no one knew, didn’t edit it

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Sorry! It got short but I really like it! Hope u like it too! 🤍

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“that was a good meal huh?” Steve smiled down at you making you nod with big smile, he start wiping your mouth and cheeks with a wet cloth making you throw your head back

“Mm p-..papa nu more!" You tried to wiggle away

“Okay here I’m done” steve said and pick you up and rub your back lovingly

“Mm where’s daddy?” You put your head over steve shoulder and whisper steve lean so close to your ears and whisper knowing it tickles you when he whisper way too close to your ears

“in his morning run” steve whispered and start nibbling your ears and neck making you laugh super loudly “P-..PAPA! AH

AHAHAHA-..” you closed your eyes shut and start squirming allot trying so hard to get out of his grip

“woah woah why you screaming ?” Bucky came to the kitchen panting a bit with a smile on his face, he grabbed a cup start fulling it with water

“i think winter is arriving and someone is not allowed to walk barefoot anymore” bucky said and you immediately put your head up

“hey-.. no socks” you said with flushed cheeks cause you laughed allot

“no talking back trouble” bucky raised eyebrows and squished both of y/n cheeks with one hand and kisses her nose

“Mm please?” You gave bucky the biggest puppy eyes and he just smiled “then no walking if there’s no socks on these two feets” he smiled bigger when you nod excited that you well not walk!! Only be so close to your daddies in their lap all the time!..

After some hours you really regret making a deal with your daddy, it was too much .. the three of you couldn’t play hide and seek It was so boring,

“stay here y/n! I’m getting us something to drink” bucky said and kissed your cheek hard too annoy u then got up

“Don’t wipe my kisses away” bucky warned playfully and walked away

“daddy..” you said quietly and giggle when he looked at you “y/n?” He giggled too at your adorable giggles then you wipe his kiss and immediately got up and start running away giggling hard

“OH YOUR IN A BIG TROUBLE! RUN FASTER” bucky acted angry and start chasing you making you giggle more “oh noho!!” you run faster for the backyard door

“no! Sweetie!!-.. NOT THE-…!! “ steve wanted to yell but it was too late cause ur yelling took over his

“AHH!!-.. PAPA !!” You start yelling loudly and crying in pain you stepped into something sharp.

“Oh fuck!” Bucky picked you up in bridal style and hold you tightly while walking inside completely ignoring the fact that your bleeding foot is messing the floor

“it’s inside!? How big it is?” Bucky panicked and steve just sighed shakingly and open his phone too call bruce

“Let’s go buck!” Steve said opening the door for bucky and immediately follow

“i-..it hurts!! P-..please make it stop!” You were yelling uncontrollably making bucky hold your tighter

“I know baby i know” bucky said with tears in his eyes cause of your crys

since they started to be your caregivers they have never see like this, crying with so much panic and pain steve opened Bruce door without even knocking it only to find Bruce more than ready walking towards you three

“What happened?” Bruce gently picked you up from bucky even tho you tried to fight but couldn’t cause you got dizzy all of the sudden

“n-..no!” You hit Bruce weakly then

“Shh you gonna be okay” Bruce answered and walked with you in his arms to a bed and that’s when you start to panic

“m-..papa?…papa please i.. i wanna go” you put your hands up too your daddy and he just sighed feeling sad and worried why you were reacting like that?

“We have to wait here sweet girl” he rubbed your stomach trying to calm your sobs “d-..daddy?” You call and bucky immediately showed up “hey there beautiful” bucky smiled sadly at you “daddy p-..pick me up please I promise I’m not gonna walk but please! I wanna go! No needless please” you begged noticing Bruce get close to your feet “don’t touch me!” You looked at Bruce in his eyes really scared

“Bruce is trying to help you” bucky rub your shoulder and you only looked up at them with teary eyes “J-..just no needles please” you said quietly and tear up more when you feel them hold you down, bucky and steve held you tightly back in the bed “sweetheart i need you to relax okay? I well give you a big reward if you lis-…” Bruce was talking but you immediately cut him off with your loud screams making everyone in shock

“Bruce! Hurry the fuck up!” Bucky yelled so Bruce can hear him “okay okay..” Bruce started and you felt every single thing while you couldn’t move only screaming scared

“Please!! LISTEN!-..*sob* I DONT WANNA!” You panicked and start yelling more as loud as you can

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“Trypanophobia?…” bucky asked shocked and bruce sighed

“how didn’t we notice?” Steve facepalmed himself and walk too the room you were in but you immediately sat up

“No!!” You yelled at him and throw a pillow but it barely touched steve and he leaned down to pick it up

“Leave..nu papa is mean.”you said before another sob came out since you couldn’t control it long time ago

“Let’s talk please?” Steve walked trying to get closer but you just crawled back hitting the wall behind you and it immediately made you tear up

“sweetie you hurted your head?” He talked quietly and walk closer and open his arms you just stayed where you are crying silently flustered with how your day is going

“shh it’s all good” steve picked you up from under your arms and hug u tightly, you immediately warp your legs around his waist and hugged him tightly

“W-..why p..papa why d..did you m-..make him d..do it w-..why” you talked really upset and looked at him

He rubbed your back feeling so bad and hold you tight “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean too upset you okay? But if we didn’t help you know it might have been wayyy worse puppa, i know you were scared and i know you hate needles but we had to do something about it as fast as possible” steve wiped your tears and removed your hair from your face and you listened quietly

“how about we go get ice cream? While i give you a back ride all the time? Huh? How does that sounds?” Steve smiled at your little shy smile and you just shock your head no “I’m sorry did she just refuse an ice cream?” Bucky came out from nowhere, his eyes were red and nose too he was clearly not liking the fact that you had to face your phobia like that “daddy?” You asked and tilted your head confused why he looks so sad “I’m sorry baby i really am” he rubbed your cheek with a sad smile “daddy i not mad” you bottom lip start shaking when you realise he was crying because of you “oh doll face no more crying everything is okay” bucky took you from steve and hugged you tightly rocking you side to side gently while hushing you

“Shh relax baby it’s all good now, you cried allot today you must be tired” daddy said and hugged you tightly making your whole body relax and you closed your eyes relaxing more as he continues to rock you until you slept deeply with comfort in your daddy’s arms

“she slept?” Steve said and smiled down at you “we are so lucky to have such a perfect baby” bucky smiled and kisses your forehead long

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bunnyscraft · 2 years

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What about Andy Barber with a cheating / getting back at kink

Like he knows Laurie is cheating on him so he turns to you

Dark!Andy Barber x Younger!Reader | Guilty

Bunny’s Note : oooo spicy !! Always love some dark!Andy Barber !! Hope you enjoy this one <3

Warnings : slight! dub-con, darkish!Andy, cheating, daddy kink, oral (f receiving), inexperienced!Reader, mean!Andy, slight misogyny, BIG AGE GAP !!

Andy’s pov:

I’d made it two steps into the pristine seemingly empty home before I heard it—the obnoxiously loud ringing of my wife’s phone. The shrill sound of the speaker shouldn’t have irritated me more than the reason for the call.

I knew who it was. Who he was.

Laurie’s feet thumped down the hallway—always quick to pick up the unknown caller or send it straight to voicemail before mumbling on about annoying telemarketers and asking how my day was.

I knew what she was doing.

I watched as her chipped red nails flipped the device over—screen now flat against the cold expensive marble that stood in the middle of our kitchen. “Oh! Ands—baby,” she faked surprise, moving around the counter to conduct our mandatory kiss. What once used to be the most exciting part of my day—I was about to get laid—now blended in with my other daily duties.

It’s Thursday—take out the trash.

Don’t forget to schedule with the groomer.

Take a handful of vitamins because apparently—I am now old.

Kiss cheating wife.

Go to work.

She leaned in, kissed the corner of my mouth as quickly as one could. I didn’t bother to return it and she didn’t bother to care—no she only continued to clamber around the kitchen searching for her bag and shoes and whatever else she’d need for her night out of pretending she wasn’t a mother and wasn’t in her mid forties and definitely wasn’t a married woman sleeping with drunk men in their twenties.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, babe. Sorry it’s such short notice—you know Susan can’t bake it all without me. She’ll definitely need my help with the bake sale and—” Laurie rambled on, picking up her phone and anxiously tapping through it.

She seemed to have forgotten that Susan didn’t know shit about baking and that our son, who was now a senior in high school, was possibly a little too old to have a mother host a bake sale for him.

All of these things—the bullshit lies and the shifty behavior—should have hurt me. Maybe they should have triggered a sort of dominance in me to protect my family or confront my wife. But no, in moments like these, I felt nothing.

“Oh and y/n is here—upstairs with Jacob.” She revealed—voice laced with annoyance. “You make sure she doesn’t try anything on him—she dresses like some kind of slutty-church girl. It’s weird and I don’t want that kind of influence around him. Especially right now.”

I had to bite back a smirk. It was almost comical—her calling you a slut, not that I’d disagree.

Y/n was a cute little thing—always smiling and offering to help when she’d find me covered in grass and dirt—dripping with sweat from working meticulously on our perfect suburban yard. She’d always stand there in some little sundress that would barely reach her knees and pristine white socks—obviously not dressed for the job but always ready to help old Mr. Barber out.

I’d never let her—dirtying a little thing like that wasn’t what I had in mind. Instead, like the old pervert I’ve grown into, I’d have her run inside the house for me for water—just to watch the little sway of her ass as she turned to do what I said, then ogle at the bounce of her tits when she’d skip back.

I’ll admit—I was a creep, I am a creep, but she had a slutty side to her.

Every now and then i’d jolt awake to the flash of y/n’s headlights shining through my window in the peak hours of the night—my bed uncomfortably empty. Were you like Laurie, y/n?Spending long nights out—lying and hiding about where and what you had been doing, either to your absent parents or doting boyfriend?

I had decided that that’s what she was: a little desperate slut—eager for the attention of an older man. It made me feel better to think of y/n this way. It kept me from focusing on those times when her soft laugh stuck a little too long in my head or when her comforting squeezes to my shoulder caused more than just a slight hard-on.

They caused emotions to spill.

I had written it all out in my head—a story on what this oblivious girl was really like.

You were easy—an easy little girl who was desperate for any form of male attention. Sure I didn’t really have enough evidence to back this claim, but I would stand by it.

Thats probably why you, once again, were helping Jacob prepare for his final exams—my son seemed to be under your spell too.

“Yeah sure.” I grunted, though Laurie was already more than halfway to the door, fidgeting anxiously with her keys.

Hours later—Laurie was gone. Empty goodbyes exchanged and forgotten. Andy was now on the couch—he’d not even bothered to rid himself of his button up and slacks for pajamas. His suit jacket hung over the couch and his white button up laid untucked and wrinkled against his torso as he apathetically listened to the news.

He’d stay like this—still and unfeeling until he had the energy to do it all again. At least Laurie didn’t require him to be fake—no she simply accepted that he accepted her infidelity and that if she were to comment on his behavior it would only backfire on her forcing them both into that ever looming, uncomfortable, conversation.

Andy had just began to zone out fully, the commercial for LED sprinkler lights turning into white noise—when the soft taps of feet sounded from the stairs. Your soft hums surrounding him in a sirens call—a warning of his inevitable fate.

His breathing became rigged—his eyes sealed shut as if he were an animal playing dead, hoping you’d walk right past him and out the front door—because if you didn’t, he knew he’d become just like Laurie. He knew he would no longer have the right to be bitter.

He would be just as guilty—thus no longer having the upper hand.

The smell of your floral-y perfume began to surround him. Sweet and warm—just what a girl like you should be—and it caused him to tightly grip the expensive leather couch.

“Mr. Barber? I know you’re awake~” You’d giggled. Andy had sensed your presence had gotten closer—he assumed you had now been standing directly in front of him—probably twirling your hair like some sick-man’s favorite porn star, giving him those big alien-fuckdoll ‘fuck me’ eyes.

“Mr. Barber? a-are you okay? you’ve been down here for a few hours and—” you’d carried on worriedly. Andy’s eyes finally cracked open—you were worried about him. And it had caused Andy to swoon.

Taking you in, he began to realize you’d looked nothing like he expected you to, well besides the checkered skirt and teddy bear soft sweater, no instead of alien-fuckdoll-pornstar, you looked worried. Your smaller soft hands fidgeted with each other and your eyebrows pulled together from nerves. Andy felt the strong urge to grab you—pull you into him and hold you until your concern suffocated him. Not that Andy had felt love, real love, in such a long time—but a small voice was gnawing at him to give it to you.

When you had gotten no response you moved closer—now standing between his spread legs, watching as his emotionless eyes darted across your face. So you tried again. “Mr. Barber I really think you should go to bed—or eat something. Andy—”

“You think I need to go to bed?” Andy asked, his eyes not giving way to his intentions. His voice was gruff—and tired. It made you nervous.

“I-I do, Sir.”

Andy hummed at your response, as if thinking it over. A darkness emitting from his actions.

“No. No, I don’t need that. Figure something else out. What do I really need y/n?” Andy urged, not bothering to hide his smirk and not really caring that he let you see. You looked so scared—worried for him but so so scared.

“I know you’re a smart girl, honey. Go on—show me what I need.” He urged, thick thighs spreading Knowing—hoping you’d get the hint.

You swallowed harshly. You weren’t oblivious to sex, you weren’t a virgin. But you’d never slept with someone so much older than you, someone married, and you had never even been able to cum or even sucked a cock before. Yet, you were curious—would he be gentle with you?

Slowly you sank down, the dark rug scraping against your knees surely leaving burns. Being eye-level with his bulge but refusing to look towards it.

Andy’s heart swelled with pride at how well you obeyed. “That’s all it takes, Honey? Just need a’ man to be a’ little bit bossy and you’re happy to be on your knees.” He belittled, watching as your puffy cheeks flushed red. “Go on then, baby, take daddy’s cock out. We both know that’s what you’re here for.”

A pathetic whine crawled it’s way up your throat and passed through your lips before you could catch it—adding onto your embarrassment. Shakily you moved to unbutton his slacks, fingers lightly brushing against the outline of his cock. Andy groaned at the sight of you—Your pretty eyes well up with salty tears, pouty bottom lip caught by your teeth, trying to free his cock without actually touching it.

For a moment Andy thought—No you couldn’t possibly—

“Honey,” Andy drawled, taking your dainty hands in his. His touch and tone suddenly much softer. “Has a man ever gotten you on your knees like this, Honey?”

Suddenly heat flooded your being—either from embarrassment or excitement or both. You quickly hid away from his questioning eyes, afraid to tell him that: No, you hadn’t ever been on your knees for a man before.

Andy’s thumb began to rub small shapes around your hands. Soothing you as he waited for an answer before realizing that the younger girl in front of him hadn’t. He felt as if he’d struck gold—the universe was giving him what he rightfully deserved.

“Look at me, Baby.” He commanded, grasping you chin, tilting your head up. “Answer me this time—has a man ever gotten on his knees for you, Honey?” He didn’t miss the way your thighs began to shake, just slightly.

“I-I…I don’t know what you…No. No sir—”

A savage growl ripped through the room and before you knew it—you were sprawled out on the couch, pillow under your head, and Andy between your thighs.

“Fuck baby,” He groaned, taking in your wetness that had by now ruined the delicate fabric of your panties, “Daddy’s gonna eat this little pussy, m’kay, baby? Then when daddy’s done,” he paused, leaving starved kisses and bites along the insides of your thighs. “You’re gonna gonna take me—lemme claim you, honey”

His words had your head spinning. Here you were, about to let a man twice your age, a married man, eat you out on his couch. Andy’s hands moved up your thighs, leaving little excited tingles, before settling on your hips. “Fuck. These little panties are so fucking cute, Honey.” He admired, tugging at the little black bow that sat above the white lace. “Andy don’t-" you tried to stop him from ripping the lace, because you too thought they were cute, only to receive a harsh strike to the outside of your thigh. “Don’t go dumb on me already, little girl. I told you to call me something, not any of this ‘Andy’ bullshit.” Before you could even muster an ‘I’m sorry Daddy’ he was ripping them down your thighs, before diving into your pussy.

The sounds spilling from his mouth mixed with your own wetness was so obscene it had you shuffling away from the embarrassment, only for his left hand to land on your tummy, firmly holding you in place. “God—fuck I should have done this a long fucking time ago,” he said between breaths, “could have been in this pretty pussy instead of waiting on my goddamn whore of a wife.”

His wife. Oh god his fucking wife. “a-andy we c-cant! what if l-laurie walks in?” you tremble, terrified of being caught with your friend’s—father’s face between your thighs by said friend’s mother. Your protest only seem to egg him on. A pleasantly painful burn making its appearance on your skin—due to the friction of his beard.

“Laurie,” Andy spits, “doesn’t fucking matter.” His words are harsh. And a part of you hurts for Laurie, but that hurt quickly vanishes as your visions begins to fuzz and tummy begins to tighten—suddenly all you can focus on is the impending approach—not your guilt. Your thighs clamp around Andy’s head, and he welcomes the pressure—happy to be making his girl feel her first real orgasm. He even chuckles when they begin to shake.

“You gonna cum, little girl? Cum on daddy’s tongue?” He patronizes, fingers harshly flicking your bud before he begins to fuck you with his tongue.

“a-andy! I think—It feels funny—im gonna,”

“Say it, baby. Tell daddy you’re gonna cum.”

“Im cumming, Daddy!”

Your hands tightly grasp his brown locks as stars begin to cloud your eyes. Crying out a series of whines and ‘thank you Daddy’’s. The sensitivity of it all becoming too much as his tongue laps up your slick.

You had never experienced something so intensely before—your body was giving out, ready to fall into a warm sleep.

That is—until his dark chuckles began to surround your hazzy mind.

“I tire you out, honey?” He laughed, leaning over your smaller frame. “Can’t believe you’ve been starving me of this cute little body.”

His fingers were gentle—lightly tracing the teeth marks he’d left along the inside of your thigh. They hurt and were still very fresh but you found his touch comforting—almost sweet.

“a-andy? can I ask you something?” Your soft voice broke through the silence.

Andy hummed, blue eyes intense but encouraging you to continue.

“Andy…can you kiss me?”

In that moment he knew. He knew you couldn’t just be a simple fuck. Or some simple slut he used to take his marital frustrations out on.

You had a future so different from his present—and he was willing to use everything at his disposal to solidify that it was with him.

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Personal Sunshine☀️

Lloyd Hansen x reader

Summary: When Lloyd finds you broken and bruised, he fell in love, taking you with him and helping you get better. But when your father, who did all of this to you, found you, all hell broke loose but Lloyd never breaks his promise and you’re his girl. And nobody touches what is his.

Warnings: mention of SA and domestic violence, ddlg dynamic, guns, violence, murder, death (not the reader), stabbing and slashing, injuries to the reader, probably a lot more but these are the main things. Oh and soft Lloyd cause that’s all I need

Words: 4,3K

A/N: This is mostly a comfort fic for me and the mention of SA and the violence resemble my childhood and is based off of my experience so please respect that and keep mean things to yourself. I share this for people who might find comfort in my fic. Besides this is the first time I sort off write about the ddlg dynamic but my heart seriously aches for this right now. Please be respectful and if this isn’t your cup of tea, then please don’t read it.

Personal Sunshine

“I found you and what you find, you get to keep, sunshine.” Were his weird but comforting words when you were recovering from your injuries. It was intimidating but comforting when the assassin softly rubbed your cheek, his eyes holding nothing but warmth behind them. Something you’ve looked for ages. The feeling of finally being wanted and appreciated filling your heart in love.

Lloyd Hansen was a sociopath, assassin and scared of nobody. Nothing could hurt him, well that was until you came along and you quickly became his only reason to get scared. It surprised him to say the least. He thought that he was unable to love and care for somebody but as soon as your innocent eyes met his, glared with fright and in search for help, it pulled his heartstrings and he became obsessed with you.

~throwback~

You’re father was a mean man to say the least. He had hurt you and your mother in so many ways when you were younger. It started when you were around 4 years old. When your mother would be gone for work he took advantages of you for his sick, sick fantasy. That mostly with the violence he took out on you and your mother, almost killing her in the process. That was the moment your mom left and took you with her. The police was searching for him, not only because he robbed a casino but also because he was one of the biggest drug dealers in the area and a feared person.

When you were around 16 years old, you reconnected with him and confronted him with all the stuff he did in the past, leaving you behind with ptsd and more stuff. That was a gruesome mistake from your side because when he saw you riding your bike one day, he tried to ride you over with his car. You made it just by a string and fell on the hard pavement where you jumped out of the way. It was so close and he would’ve hit you, killing you in the proces. You went to the cops and they searched for him again but he was very good at hiding from the police and staying underneath the radar. He swore to kill you and you’ve been on the run ever since.

He had hired people to look for you and spy on you. that’s why you left your mother so she wouldn’t be in danger. Anyway, he always seemed to find you and tried to kidnap you multiple times but you’ve been training very hard and could fight off his people who tried to take you every time.

Unfortunately last time you weren’t so lucky and be got his hands on you. You had been taken to an abandoned chamber. He tortured you and you were on the edge of death until somebody whispered something in your fathers ear. He was quick on his feet, took a last look at you, smirked and waved. “I’ll be right back, don’t you worry.” He told you and left you on the cold ground in your own pool of blood.

Your father had beef with the notorious Lloyd Hansen, who came looking for him. You heard gunshots, screaming and people running. You gathered all your energy to stay awake. The door went open when the tears fell over your blooded face. You locked eyes with the blue eyed man. You didn’t have enough strength to do or say anything. He looked at you a little surprised, he raised his eyebrow and rolled his eyes but his eyes held some sort of softness in them. He turned away from you and walked out of the door, ready to walk out completely away from you until you spoke up. “He’s my father…. Please kill him.” Lloyd stopped walking and stood still with his back turned towards you.

He placed his hands on his hips, let his head hang down and let out a loud sigh before turning around, taking another look at you, this time sympathy written all over his face. “He did this to you?” he asked anger laced his voice and you whimpered softly when you tried to nod. He looked down at his shoes and nodded. “Okay, let’s get you out of here sunshine.” He told you and put his gun in the back of his pants in his waistband.

He sat down and picked you up while you whined and whimpered from the pain. Your face was resting against his chest and for the first time in your life, you felt completely safe in the arms of a stranger. He looked down since you were staring in awe at the man. His face softened the same way people would look at a puppy. “You’re going to be okay cupcake. I got you now.” he told you and walked with you through the abandoned building. His people looked at him in confusion.

He looked up at them, anger written on his face. “Did I told somebody to stop looking?! Get to fucking work, how hard can it fucking be!” he screamed out, scaring you a little in the process but instead of leaning away from him, you hid more against his chest and your fingers digging into his polo, knowing it wasn’t meant towards you. It got his attention and he walked out of the building with you in his arms. “Sshh… it’s okay cupcake, I wasn’t screaming at you. I would never scream at you. I screamed at these morons inside.” He told you softly. You snuggled a little more into his polo. “I’m tired.” You whimpered out in pain and exhaustion. “I know sunshine but you need to hang on a little longer for me. Can you do that sweetheart?” His face so soft that even through the pain you felt your heart flutter at the love and kindness of the stranger holding you. “ I’ll try.” You told him softly.

Even his people outside looked surprised at him. No one, but I mean no one had ever seen Lloyd Hansen like this. It was like you stole his heart right away and turned him in the most softest teddy bear up to date. He looked at his men. “What the hell are you all looking at? Get out of my fucking way or help me get this girl some help.” He raised his voice again. “Fucking idiots.” He whispered while he carried you to his big jeep.

He laid you down in the back and got in the other side, your head on his lap while he softly went with his fingers over your hair, trying to comfort you. The man driving you back to his villa looked through the rear view mirror. Lloyd looked up, with a stone cold face. “What?!” the man got scared and focused on the road. Lloyd looked at him a couple of second before turning back at you. Your vision became blurry and your eyelids very heavy. You quickly took his hand in your small blooded and bruised one, squeezing it slightly from fear. His face softened even more and worry taking over his features. His heart ached for you and it confused him. He wasn’t supposed to be like this but he was unable to act different towards you. You didn’t know when it happened but you fell away.

You woke up in a big king-size bed and looked around the big room but your vision was still a little blurry. You felt someone take your hand and was quick to look towards the direction of the person. It was Lloyd and fear immediately left your body. You couldn’t tell why but you felt like you were on the safest place on earth when he was near. “Good morning sunflower. How are you feeling?” he asked you while his posture was more turned towards you while he still held your hand.

~current day~

That was where it all started. You helped Lloyd with some things and definitely in the search of your father. Lloyd found out that you were very useful but that wasn’t why he kept you. He kept you because you had his heart on a silver plate and was damned if he would let you go. You were the one and only thing that would hurt him the most. He had to keep you close because you would be the only thing they could have against him. You fell in love with Lloyd and the other way around. He was your protector and safety net.

Lloyd cared for you and helped you with your inner child, trying to heal you and even though you tried to resist in the beginning, you couldn’t help the aching feeling of being loved, cared, appreciated, secure and safety feeling gnarling inside of you. You laid on the big couch, a blanket around you and your big plushy in your arms mindlessly watching tv.

Lloyd softly walked in the room and smiled the moment he saw you. You were his soft spot. The one and only thing he could be soft with and love in his world full of dead, control and hate. You were quite literally his sunshine.

“Hey sunshine. What are we watching?” he asked you, sitting next to you. You were quick to rest completely against him. His warm deep chuckle rumbling through his chest while he kissed the top of your head and wrapped his arms around you. “Mhm… Monster Inc.” you told him and he chuckled again. “Give daddy a kiss baby girl.” He noticed you felt completely relaxed and at ease and knew he could do this. Not only for himself but also for you, in a way to heal. You looked up with a soft smile and placed a soft kiss on his lips. His mustache tickling your nose a little making you giggle.

“Are you done working?” you asked softly and he hummed. “So you’re all mine now?” you asked hopeful and he looked down with a loving smile “All yours baby.” You smiled and tucked yourself more against his side. “I love you so much sunshine.” You smiled and felt your heart fill up. “I love you too daddy.” Lloyd kissed the side of your head and let it rest there with a smile permanently resting on his face. Lloyd tucked the blanket tighter around you and wrapped his arms tightly around you. Your legs were a little tucked towards your body and let them rest on Lloyd’s lap. If you could you would crawl into him and he noticed how clingy you were today, filling his own heart up with love that it almost ached.

You couldn’t fight your heavy eyelids and almost fell asleep while Lloyd played with your hair until the door flung open, scaring you in the process. The anger that radiated from Lloyd’s eyes was scary while he looked at the man who dared to disturb the two of you. “Boss…. There’s a problem.” Lloyd looked angry at the man. “Then fix it!” he raised his voice, making you a little scared but you crawled more against him for protection. “But I think you need to see this. It’s her father…” he told Lloyd and you were on high alert right away. Every muscle in your body tensed up, tears already gathering while you felt extremely scared. Lloyd looked immediately at you, clearly feeling the tension in you.

“I’ll be there.” Lloyd told the man but kept looking worried at you. Your eyes were big and the tears were already falling. “Baby, stay here. I’ll take care of this. Don’t worry, he won’t ever get to you again okay sweetheart? I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again, sunshine. Daddy’s going to take care of this okay?” he told you softly as he cupped your cheek gently. “Please don’t leave me. I’m scared, please don’t leave me alone.” Lloyd sighed softly, knowing he had to leave you for a minute to take care of this. “I’ll come back sweetheart, I’ll always come back don’t I? I’ll make sure that there are some men here protecting you as well. Besides he has to go through me first to get to you and you know what happens to people who even try to do that, right? I’ve told you what happens. You have nothing to be scared off. I’ll be right back sunshine.” He told you caringly.

You hesitantly let go of Lloyd. “I’m going to end this. No more scary dreams, no more fears. I’m going to end it right now and be back before you know it baby girl. Give me a kiss sweetheart.” He told you and you were quick on your feet to give him a kiss. This time you cupped his cheek and pulled him more into the kiss. “You come back. You come back whole to me!” you told him strict and pulled completely out of your relaxed state. “I promise you sunshine. Remember what I told you? Put your headphones on and I’ll be right back and we finish that movie okay princess?” He smiled at you when you nodded. He kissed the back of your hand and walked away, giving one last look behind him towards you.

Before he closed the door, you heard him talk to some people and two men came in, nodding towards you and staring in front of them, holding on tightly to their big guns. You took the blanket and wrapped it more around you for cover. Your heart felt tight as if it was being crushed. Not only were you scared for yourself but you hated when Lloyd was in the line of fire. He had to come back to you. Alive and well. But the thought that he could get hurt made you physical sick.

You grabbed your plushy and held it close. You heard gunshots through the villa and if you weren’t on high alert, you would be now. It was silent for couple of minutes and you didn’t knew what you hated more. The unbearable sound of gunshots or the complete and utter silence that you didn’t trust. You clung more onto your plushy. The men held tightly onto their guns and pointed it towards the door in concentration.

You put your headphones in and put the music on loud. Lloyd had put a playlist together for you when stuff like this would happen so you wouldn’t hear the screams and other stuff. The tears just kept falling over your cheeks while your mind went a thousand miles per hours. All of a sudden the door slammed open against one of the guards and knocked him out. 4 people with masks came in, gun pointed towards you and shot the other guard. They ran towards you and all picked you up. You screamed the lungs out of your body for Lloyd and kicked them, fighting for your life.

You got them good and they let you fall on the ground. You quickly got up and ran out of the room. Your fight instinct kicked in and you were glad you were a good fighter. You had no clue how but you knocked them all out. You struggled with running, falling slightly on your search for Lloyd. Other men found you and ran after you, trying to shoot you on their way until you heard a loud voice “You fucking idiots! I need her alive and I need her now! Shoot everyone in the way but NOT her! ” cold chills went up your spine, knowing it was your father.

You ran out of the villa with some guards who let you to the maze. They let Lloyd know where you went to through their mic. One guard besides you got shot and fell on the ground. You picked up your pace like you’ve never done before and sprinted through the maze, not knowing where you were going. You reached multiple dead ends with guards scattered around you. You ran back and ran into a hard chest, making you fall over.

The person wore a mask as well and got you by your shirt dragging you towards the middle of the maze by the fountain. You screamed, kicked and tried to get loose but to no avail. “Lloyd!” you screamed but he wasn’t there.

The man threw you forwards and you looked at some shoes before looking scared up. You saw your father with a grin looking at you. “There you are, you little mouse.” You were quick on your feet but got a good hit to your face, making you fall over again. “You know, I’m debating to just kill you here where Lloyd can find you or take you, torture you like the last time and then kill you in the most slow and painful death ever.”

You got a knife from Lloyd. It was a pretty knife as well, pink with your name carved in and gold. When you ran your way through the villa, you took it and hit it in the back of your sock. You got it out and stood up again in a fighting position. There was no way you would go without putting up a fight. Your father rolled his eyes.

“Are we really going over this again?” he asked you and took a fighting position as well and got a knife. You waited a little before he went in and that was where he made his mistake. You stabbed him a couple of times but when you heard Lloyd scream for you, you got distracted and got slashed and stabbed as fast as your father could. You fell to the ground and screamed for Lloyd.

Your father sat above you, the knife pointing towards your face while you tried to hold him back with both of your hands. Lloyd was fighting with the man who dragged you here and you kicked your father in his crotch and pushed him over you. You stood up, and grabbed your knife tightly, seeing red at this point. You saw how beaten up Lloyd was and your blood was absolutely boiling.

Lloyd got kicked back and the man tried to hit him more until you flung towards the man, slashing his throat in anger. Lloyd looked at you in surprise when you let the man fall out of your arms. Lloyd had never seen this anger that you radiated right now and he was absolutely mesmerized by you. It was like he fell even harder in love then he thought was possible.

You screamed out in anger and slashed your father multiple times, overmastering him. This time you were above him and kept hitting him in his face, bruising your hands and got covered in his blood. Other guards of your father came running in and dragged you off of him. You fought them too along side Lloyd until your father came up to Lloyd and tried to fight him.

Just like Lloyd, the anger you saw in his eyes was something you’ve never seen before. You got multiple hits but got every guard knocked out before falling on the ground, exhausted and losing a lot of blood. Your father and Lloyd were fighting in the water of the fountain. You threw your knife towards Lloyd and he swung it into your fathers chest before pulling it out and stabbing him over and over again until he fell down. You gathered all the last energy you had and stood up. Lloyd looked surprised at you but worry all over his face and stopped what he was doing. You limbed towards Lloyd and your father.

Your hands putting pressure on the worst wound. “I want to finish it. This is my fight.” You told Lloyd cold. Not directly to Lloyd but your father. Lloyd gave you the knife and you wiped the blood off of the knife. Your father grinned at you, holding his wounds as well. “You’ll never get rid of me. You’re my blood and I will always haunt you.” he chuckled. “No this is the end and you’ll be forgotten.” You told him coldly and stabbed him hard and good and looked at him, waiting for him to die. When you saw him leaving you broke down.

You turned around and Lloyd pulled you carefully into a hug. You hid your face into his chest while he softly massaged your head for comfort. “He’s gone now sunshine. It’s over and you did it yourself. I’m so proud of you princess.” You couldn’t hold back the tears and held onto Lloyd for dear life.

You both stumbled back and new guards of Lloyd came running in. They were called up but had to get there first and now they finally were. They helped you and Lloyd inside, quickly bandaged you up, controlling the bleeding so they could flew you to a different villa in the middle of nowhere in a warm tropical country where you both got better patched up and could recover.

You laid down in the bed. Lloyd was quick on his feet but you had the endure the most injuries. Your room didn’t have a wall to the outside but a big window so you could look out over the ocean. Lloyd knew how much you loved the ocean and probably brought you here because of that.

The door softly went open and Lloyd walked in with a bouquet of sunflowers. “Hey sunshine.” He told you softly. This was the first time you were actually awake after what had happened. “Hey” you croaked out, your throat dry. He had a water bottle with him and walked up to you, kissing your forehead before sitting on the edge of the bed, putting a straw in the water bottle and brought it to your lips so you could drink it.

He placed the sunflowers on the nightstand besides you and looked lovingly at you. You went with your finger softly over his injuries on his face. “I told you that I wanted you back without a scratch.” You told him with a soft smile. “I’ll take a lot more for you than a couple of bruises and cuts sunshine.” He told you and carefully rubbed your cheek, trying not to hurt you. “I’m so proud of you baby. It’s over now. You don’t have to be scared anymore. You finished him. It’s done.” He reminded you and calmness took over you.

You looked up and saw your plushy in his hand. You smiled more and Lloyd gave it to you. “Can you please stay with me? Cuddle me?” he smiled, knowing you started to feel small and safe again. “Of course I will baby.” he told you and walked to the other side of the bed, kicking his shoes off, pants and polo before crawling in. You immediately laid on his chest, your plushy tightly in your arms. Lloyd softly went with his fingertips over your back. “I found you pretty hot when you fought him in the water….” You confessed to Lloyd. He looked at you surprised and smirked. “Yeah? Well…. I found you pretty darn sexy when you took everyone out. My pretty baby, taking out all the guards. You are a goddess in my eyes.” he whispered the last part softly and you smiled shyly, giggling a little.

“Thank you for taking me here.” You told him, hinting towards the ocean and he smiled at you. “When you’re better, we’re going for a swim together. We’ll stay here as long as you want to.” He told you, his hand now on your head, his thumb softly rubbing your forehead. “I was scared I was going to lose you.” you told him and he frowned feeling hurt, thinking back about the situation. He looked at you and saw that you were crying. “It takes a whole lot more to get me away from you. But I was scared too. Scared I was loosing the only thing I care and love, you.” he told you and pressed a kiss on your forehead. You sniffled. “Hey, look who I found princess.” He told you, trying to get your mind off of it.

Lloyd smiled at his achievement of making you smile and feel shy again. He always found you so incredibly adorable. He chuckled when you rubbed your face against his chest from the shyness and he kissed the top of your head before putting his finger underneath your chin for a proper kiss.

“Why don’t we finish that movie? I promised after all right?” he told you while looking intently in your eyes and his finger underneath your chin. You nodded softly with a soft smile and he smiled back, placing another kiss on your lips before getting the remote and putting the movie on from the start.

You cuddled more against Lloyd while he held you tightly and pushed the blankets more around you, tucking you in. You enjoyed the feeling of utter safety and love, making you sigh in complete relaxation with your plushy tucked in the crook of your arm and underneath your chin while Lloyd played with your hair again. You concentrated on that feeling and it was the best feeling in the world, something only Lloyd could give you and he was the only thing you needed.

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dcllbows · 6 months

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thinking about how daddy!cevans would absolutely parade his little around the neighborhood trick or treating, telling her that she’s the prettiest pumpkin/princess/whatever she decided to be. if she told him she wanted to be captain america for halloween, saying “i wanna be just like you daddy!” he’d definitely pat himself on the back and tell her, “everyone’s gonna love your costume, angel.”

#daddy!chris evans x little!reader #chris evans x little!reader #sfw agere #chris evans

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valleyfae · 2 years

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Can you write a blurb for soft Daddy!Chris Evans with sleepy thigh riding? Thank you ☺️☺️

I don’t think anyone will ever understand how much I love this :(( this is making me so soft and just eeeekksfkdf (I haven’t been able to write so this is really bad and it’s not proofread so I’m sorry)

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Lazily sprawled on top of Chris, he presses his delicate lips to your forehead.

"Come on, angel," Chris sighs. Nuzzling your head against his muscular chest, you take in the strong scent of his cologne. "See, even Dodger’s in bed." Not even bothering to turn your head, Chris softly chuckles, his eyes going from his hand gently caressing the small of your back to the fluffy rescue curled up in the tan dog bed across the living room.

"Not tired," you drowsily mumble as you wrap your arms around Chris' neck.

"You sure you don’t want to change into some comfy PJs and cuddle in bed?" Chris sighs. He can see the exhaustion in your drowsy eyes, but he can tell there is something else on your mind. "Hmh? Does that sound nice, angel?"

You are not only tired but exhausted, and cuddling up in Chris’ oversized, luxurious bed sounds much more than pleasant.

"Can we please stay here a little more?" You sit up, finding Chris’ comforting blue eyes. "Please, daddy?" Your hips involuntarily buck forward, grinding against his firm thigh.

A smirk rises on Chris’ sculpted face, "oh, I see." His thick fingers leave a trail of lingering anticipation as he slides under the hem of your flowy blush dress. "My little angel is needy, huh? Need daddy to help make that funny feeling go away?"

“Y-Yes, please. Please Daddy.”

Allowing Chris to guide your hips, the friction of his sweats rolling against the swollen bundle of nerves, only covered by your thin undergarments, pull helpless mewls from your trembling lips. "S-sorry, daddy," you mumbled, tucking your embarrassed scowl back into the crook of Chris' neck.

Hushing you, Chris gently bounces his leg, sending faint jolts of pleasure into your core. "Don’t say sorry, angel. Daddy’s gonna help you cum, maybe even fuck that pretty little pussy too. How does that sound?"

"P-Please?"

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marvelfanfics1 · 2 years

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Chris Evans

I am no longer taking requests for him as I don't feel comfortable anymore writing for real people!

Daddy!Chris

Rainy day

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stargirlfics · 2 years

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so cevans is on set right now for ghosted and all i can think about is his little waiting at home for him.

she hasn’t been able to see him in the longest time, she’s constantly upset about not being able to communicate that properly with chris, and shes hanging on by a thread with the released pics of chris on set.🥺

🥺🥺🥺 getting so giddy at seeing pics of him cause he doesn’t always have a lot of time to call you or facetime you and you just miss seeing his face you know especially when you’re feeling smol and just want him next to you

but yes like sleeping on his side of the bed and wearing his clothes while he’s been away and sometimes you just get so upset being so far from him and not having your usual communication but he tries his best to keep in touch and sends you souvenirs and reminds you of when he’ll be back and how you and him will do all kinds of fun things then, I’m cry!

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babyjakes · 4 months

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delicate. [blurb.]

event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | virgin

pairing | daddy!ari levinson x little!reader

warnings | ddlg; daddy!ari is sooo soft the softest ever. virginity loss, not very graphic. stretching ft. ari's 13 inch dick. clit rubbing. cock bulging in tummy kink. lots of praise and encouragement. reader struggles to take him (same girl), cries a little. p in v, protection not specified. ari gives a safeword reminder.

word count | 837

an | written for ari's #1 babygirl @evansbby, who's been very good this year so no need to leave coal (an andy fic lol) under the tree for her!! happy holidays to you friend, i tried to make ari as sweet and soft and loving and wonderful as you always remind us he'd be! <33 hope the 13 inches live up to your expectations, if he's 13 inches soft he's a shower,, right??

Dragging his fingertips over your hipbones, Ari's warm gaze met your own as he whispered one final time, "You sure you're sure, baby? We can always wait. Daddy knows how big of a deal this is."

He had set the bedroom up just right for the occasion, his goal to make the space as safe and comforting as possible. He had lube on hand in case you'd need it, a big fluffy blanket spread out over the bed to act as a soft surface for you to lie on, a candle he knew you liked burning on the nightstand, and everything for cleanup and aftercare set out in advance: a pack of baby wipes, a clean pair of panties, one of your favorite old t-shirts of his that you liked to sleep in, and more. If your daddy was one thing, it was thoughtful, and he had put plenty of thought and care into preparing for your first time.

"'m sure, Daddy," you giggled sweetly, smaller hands coming down to find his. And you meant it; you had been the one to finally initiate things, after all. Ari had been patiently waiting for you to tell him you were ready, never giving you even the tiniest sense that he was getting impatient. He wanted everything done on your timeline, when your heart and body were telling you that they were ready.

The broad man held your hands momentarily, giving them a squeeze as he smiled adoringly at you, "Okay, princess. Just wanna be sure." Gently releasing your fingers to lay on your tummy, he brought his thumbs down to spread your puffy pussy lips open. He had already spent plenty of time warming you up and getting you ready; as he suspected, he wouldn't be needing any help from the lube. "So fuckin' pretty, sweetheart. Look at how wet you are for me, such a good girl." He took a moment to swirl some of your arousal over your perfect little clit, marveling at the way it twitched excitedly beneath his touch.

Steadying his thumb there, he moved his other hand down to line up his leaking tip at your entrance. Pushing his head up against your tiny opening, he sucked in a breath, trying to reel himself in. It was taking all the strength and self-control he had to refrain from sinking himself into you without a care- but your big, trusting eyes blinking up at him so adorably were more than enough to keep him in check. You were his princess, his baby, his entire world; he didn't have it in him to hurt you, no matter how tempting the situation.

"Ready, pretty girl? Take a deep breath for me," his heavy voice guided you as he gently began easing himself in. Immediately, the stretch was nearly unbearable. Little feet kicking weakly, you whimpered as tears welled in your eyes. "You're okay, baby. You're okay," Ari took his time with you, keeping his thumb working circles over your clit to help with the discomfort. "You remember your word, sweetheart?"

"M-mhm," you sniffled, the way you rubbed your eyes so sweetly earning a loving smile from the man. "Keep going Daddy, please. I-I can take it," you promised. As much as the insertion ached, you were determined to be a big girl for your daddy.

Gentle eyes resting on your face, Ari's voice swelled with affection as he murmured, "My baby girl's so brave. Doin' so well, little one. That's it, just keep those pretty eyes on me."

It was a long, grueling affair, each inch of his massive length proving to be harder to take than the last. But through every painful moment, he was talking you right through it. "Doin' so well, sweetheart." "That's it, baby. Keep breathin' for me." "Almost there, pretty girl. Daddy's so proud'a you."

When he finally pushed the last of himself inside you, his wide hips pressing up to meet your own, he brought a hand up to cup your cheek as the rest of his body stilled. As he stood there over you, looking down on your sweat-dampened face, you swore you'd never seen his eyes shine with so much love. "Look at that, sweet girl. So full of Daddy," he crooned with pride, his hand rising from your clit to gently press on the base of your tummy where his cock was bulging from within you.

"S-so full," you managed a nod in agreement.

Barely rocking his hips, Ari was intent on giving you plenty of time to get used to his size. As you lay there on your back, panting from the arduous process of simply fitting his entirety inside of you, your daddy's heart was so full of love and sympathy for you. "My good, sweet girl," he hummed knowingly, wiping a stray tear that had escaped down your cheek. "Don't worry, little one. We'll take things nice and slow. I'm in no rush; the most important thing to me is making you feel good."

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