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the way percy got a crumb of positive attention from poseidon and was like “oh hey I love my dad now he’s pretty great :) :) :)”
#pjo tv show#percy jackson#my son your daddy issues are so strong and i love you for it#stay strong percy!!!#he’s still a godly deadbeat!!!
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a little family
#buddy daddies#my art#doodles#sometimes a family is an two misfit assassins and the daughter of the guy you offed and thats a okay#but lets not talk about that#we love healing in this house and how do you heal if not after suffering#reis journey through depression and kazukis journey through grief#what 1 little girl does to a man#its 5 am all i can offer are doodles but i love them very much#i know we do reasonably get to call them cowards for not making it gay (esp at the end bc come on)#but i do love whatever relationship they have going becuase theyre just. Thats marriage babe....#theyre not going to be doing any dating with that committment that is the most domestic ass setting ive ever seen#everyone and their mother assumes theyre married/dating and doesnt even question it because theres NO QUESTION T O ASK#only the people involved apparently dont know theyre married#ok nvm they were cowards for not making it gay. but again. theyre clearly married your honor. theyre just a little stupid
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Please. I need more daddy!joel…..
OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!
warnings: smut, daddy kink, masturbation kinda (m), stripping, pet names and a little "good girl" action
“Missed you.”
He’s not sure what makes him say it–maybe it’s the way you’re slowly swaying your hips in time with the crackling tune, or the delicate curl of your fingers around your glass. Maybe it’s the sloping curve of your breasts under the ratty fabric of your t-shirt, or maybe it’s just true. Maybe he just really fucking missed you.
“Yeah?” you smirk, cocking your eyebrows at him sweetly. Joel sits back further into the couch, spreads his legs a little wider and rests a hand between them, gazing at you up and down, up and down. He drinks you in, and you taste like heaven.
“Yeah,” he nods. He sips at his whiskey and decides he’s done waiting to see more of you.
“Take that shirt off,” he instructs you simply.
Your smile widens and Joel’s cock twitches in his jeans.
“Do you wanna do it?” you ask, a sugar-laced invitation in your trickling, invigorating voice. Supple and innocent, you dare him to say yes. But Joel knows better. Joel only gets you once a week. And he’s not gonna rush things.
“No,” he insists. “Stay there. Just...let daddy look at ya.”
Your gaze darkens and your smile contorts into something more knowing as you rest your glass on the coffee table and retake our place in the centre of the room. Joel’s eyes rake over you, watching with curious adoration as you lift your shirt up over your head to reveal your bare chest beneath. Your nipples perk against the cold of his apartment and his cock stiffens at the sight.
“Hm,” he hums in approval and, at the sound, you begin to sway your hips again, spinning slowly on the spot for him so he can see every inch of your bare torso glowing in the orange haze of the sunset outside. “That’s it, baby, keep movin’ like that. So pretty.”
He can hear how gruff his voice has gone, his throat all thick and dry just from watching you, so perfect and soft and here with him.
You must hear it too because then you pout, stilling your gentle movements to press your tits together and blink at him enticingly.
“You don’t want me to touch you, daddy?”
He shifts in his seat, palming at the growing bulge between his legs, torturing himself with the waiting. It’s almost impossible to say no but–
“Not yet, baby,” Joel insists. “Turn around. Bottoms now, slow.”
You bite your lip and Joel thumbs at his cock through his jeans, in search of some reprieve. You face the far wall, peek at him over your shoulder and fucking smile before hooking your thumbs into the waistline of your leggings, sliding them over the soft, round globe of your ass and slowly, slowly, slowly down your thighs.
“Yeah,” Joel breathes, unconsciously rubbing harder at his aching cock, feeling it harden fully under his touch. “Good girl.”
You don’t turn around–he hasn’t asked you to yet–just kick your leggings aside and glide your palms up your thighs, drawing a line up over your hips to the gentle curve of your breasts, barely visible to him from this angle. Joel tilts his head and assesses the underwear you’re wearing; red cotton with the pink lace trim, high cut on the hip, minimal ass coverage. He sighs in wonder–he’s so fucking proud you’re wearing them he could cry.
“Y’like those panties?” he grits out.
“Yes, daddy,” you sigh and Joel can hear the appreciative smile in your voice. “Thank you for finding them for me.”
His cock leaks in his jeans, straining hard against his zipper. You’re so goddamn sweet. He needs to see your face.
“You can turn around now, baby.”
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Rouge-like tendencies, courtesy of grandpa
#scary is a clothes thief i believe it#one day she takes off a jacket to reveal one of lincs Garfield shirts that no one even knew was missing#normals like: “scary do you like... not own any clothes??? is that what this is??? we can BUY you some clothes scary.”#scarys like: “are you just jealous cause i dont steal any of your clothes?”#normal: “YOUVE TAKEN EVERYONE ELSES!!! WHATS WRONG WITH MY CLOTHES??? IS IT THE SHADE OF BLUE? DO YOU HATE THE BLUE?? I CAN CHANGE!”#scary: “its cause they all have fuckin teeny the teen on them.”#normal: “thats.... okay. actually thats kinda reasonable. i was worried you didnt like them because-”#scary: “-also they REEK. have you ever washed any of these?”#normal: “oh. yeah. thats.... thats what i thought you were gonna say.”#her justification for why she steals everyones clothes is to show those losers how much better they look on her#(its cause she loves them. and only knows how to express herself through her appearance.)#scary marlowe#dndads#dungeons & daddies#dungeons and daddies#terry jr stampler#terry junior#taylor swift#dndads s2#fanart#digital drawing#my artwork#fan art#taylor swift close foster#terry jr
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it's been a week and i still haven't recovered </3 so i did a little sketch with this scene between normal and scary because it fucked me up and i need more moments of them comforting and caring for each other
#dndads#dndads s2#dungeons and daddies season 2#dndads s2 spoilers#dndads spoilers#scary marlowe#normal oak swallows garcia#these two make me so fucking ill#i love their relationship and i missed them having moments so much and i was so heartbroken when normal comforted scary about terry jr#it sucks! when your best friend looses her dad and she has to face all this feelings she was trying to protect herself from#and you can't do anything to help hee besides being there and hugging her#if normal could he would take her pain away in a heartbeat#which is an idea i am thinking. about normal messing with the modify memory spell to protect scary from being sad#anyways they are my babies and i love them so much and they are the siblings ever <3
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TOL - I’m your daddy now (1) - Lloyd Hansen
Summary: You reached the end of the rope.
Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader
Warnings: plus-sized reader, needy Lloyd, Lloyd being Lloyd, Lloyd is an ass and boob enthusiast, mentions of sex for money, money trouble, mentions of cheating (her ex), groping, slight mommy kink (kinda, it's Lloyd)
A/N: This is part of my Traders of love (lust) masterlist series. It's the prequel to TOL - Like a virgin (Bucky Barnes) and tells the story about Lloyd and his assistant sunshine.
You reached the end of the rope.
With your three-year-old little boy depending on you, it’s not easy to face reality. In two weeks, you will have to leave your home. The bank will take the house, and even the wreck of a car you call your own.
Your deadbeat of a husband left you with nothing but debs and resentment for men. He’s out and about with a younger, prettier, and slimmer girl. – His words, not yours.
While you tried to save your marriage, he fucked some woman he met at a bar behind your back. You knew he was a sleazy and worthless bastard, but never expected him to turn his back on his son too.
It’s not that you didn’t try anything to make enough money to pay for the mortgage and feed your son. One too many nights you went to bed hungry, only lukewarm water in your belly to at least save enough money to buy food for your baby boy.
“Mommy,” your little boy yawns as he looks up at you. He holds out his chubby hands, whining because you don’t pick him up. You just look at him for a moment, feeling your heart chatter all over again.
“How could I ever fall for your father,” you sniffle when you pick your son up. You peck his cheek and sigh. “At least he gave me you. The only good thing coming out of this relationship.”
You nuzzle his cheek and try to ignore the ache in your chest, and your growling stomach. At least you got paid yesterday. It’s not enough to keep the house for another month, but you can get food on the table.
Whatever happens tomorrow, you don’t know. The website you found promised help in hopeless situations. You never know with the internet, but it’s your last resort.
If they don’t keep their promises, you’ll end up on the street with your son only because your husband ran off with all of your savings. He even stole the money your grandmother left you for desperate times.
“Hi, uh-I’m Y/N Y/L/N. I have an appointment,” you wring your hands while looking around the lobby of the building inheriting the company promising to save your home. The woman at the reception doesn’t even look your way. She huffs and lifts her perfectly manicured index finger to stop you from talking.
“I don’t think you are what we are looking for,” she snaps at you, and your heart sinks. You look down at your body, sighing deeply. The business outfit you are wearing is a tight fit. You gained weight during pregnancy you never got the chance to lose. “You should go home and bake cookies for your kid.”
She points her finger at the stain on your blouse, simply to embarrass you even more. Some women are like that. They try to feel better, or above you by making you feel small.
“Kiki, that is enough,” you flinch when a hand brushes over your ass. The man pats your cheeks, humming happily. “What do we have here?” He purrs and gropes one cheek. “A perfect plump ass.”
“Mr. Hansen, Sir,” the woman splutters. She looks like she saw a ghost, or worse, a monster wanting to eat her alive. “I told her that she doesn’t belong here.”
“Kiki, Kiki,” Hansen tuts while patting your ass. “I decide who belongs here.”
You don’t know what to do. Usually, you’d slap any guy trying to feel you up across the face or kick their balls. But this man could be your way out of your financial crisis.
“Yes, of course, Mr. Hansen but just look at her,” she squeaks, and points at you. “I don’t think any of our clients want something like this to fulfill their…”
“ENOUGH!” Hansen slams his fist onto the receptionist's desk, making Kiki flinch. “We never talk about our clients nor our employees in front of people outside of our organization. You are dismissed.”
“What?” She stares at Hansen in disbelief. “For today or…”
“Forever,” he huffs and turns around. The man brushes his index finger and thumb over his mustache and grins like he saw something he’d love to devour. You are afraid it’s you.
“I have an appointment,” you clear your throat and try to ignore your heart hammers in your chest. This man looks more like a wolf, with sharp teeth and glowing eyes, than a man.
“I know, sunshine,” he smirks and holds out his hand. “Please excuse my annoying assistant. She’s no longer working for me.”
You’d love to roll your eyes at the man in front of you. He’s one of the guys who believe you must immediately fall for his charm and non-existent manners.
“If you’d like to follow me inside my office, sugar plum,” he wraps his arm around your shoulders, and snickers, "we can talk about your problems and how to solve them.”
“So…” He plops down on a leather couch. He pats the seat next to him, but you prefer standing in the room. “What brings you here, sunshine. How can Lloyd help you?”
“I found your website while searching for a way to keep my house,” you lick your lips. You hate that you must talk about your situation with this man.
“Humor me,” he smirks and pats the seat again. “If you want me to help you, I want to know it all. From the beginning.”
He tilts his head and looks you up and down. “What do you want to know?” You huff and cross your arms over your chest. “I came here, even though your offer sounded fishy. I reached the end of the rope.” You throw your hands up, and sniffle.
“Now, now. No tears in Lloyd Hansen’s office,” he gets up to march toward you. Lloyd cups your face and tilts your head. “I need to know every detail, sunshine. If you are lying, I’ll send you home with a slap to your plump ass.”
“Fine,” you snap at him and push against his chest. “Quit pro quo, Mr. Hansen. After I told you everything about my situation, I want the truth about your offer.”
“Be my guest,” he smirks darkly. “I hope you don’t pee your pants getting to know the truth.”
“I came this far,” you sniff, “you don’t scare me, Mr. Hansen. You’re not the first man wanting me to fail.”
“A cocky one, I see,” Lloyd says as he sits back down on the sofa. “Begin, then.”
“What do you want to know? That my deadbeat of a husband left me for some bitch he met at a bar?” You drop your bag onto his desk and take your jacket off. “Or that I must raise my three-year-old son without him because his dick was more important?”
You stride toward Lloyd and step between his legs. He looks up at you, amused as you cup your tits. “I will lose my house and my car. I don’t make enough money to keep the house. He stole the money I spared to give her a nice life.”
“I see,” he licks his lips. “I think you already got what I have to offer.” Lloyd tilts his head and smirks as you start to unbutton your blouse.
“You want me to fuck you, right? That’s all this is about,” you wrinkle your nose. “And I’ll get the money I need to keep my house.”
He grins now. “Sunshine, you didn’t get that this is about business. I’ll put you on my website and my clients can decide if they want to fuck you or not.”
“Oh…” You sigh deeply. “I guess this means there is no hope.” You turn around to grab your bag. “Sorry for wasting your time.”
“Sunshine, wait,” he’s on his feet before you can grab your jacket. “I didn’t say you can just leave. Don’t you want to end up getting fucked good by my clients?”
“Do you honestly believe I was waiting to get fucked by random douches,” you turn back around and slap Lloyd with your bag. “I came here to find help, not dick.”
His grin widens as you slap his chest, face, and shoulder with your bag. “Careful, sunshine. If you don’t watch out, you’ll end up making me rock hard.”
“You’re disgusting,” you wrinkle your nose and cock a brow.
“Oh, mommy can get mad,” he purrs and roams your body with his eyes. “I bet you are a strict mommy, huh? Do you scold your baby boy?”
“No!” You snap at Lloyd. “Keep my son out of this!” You slap him with your bag again. “Never mention my kid again, you asshole!”
“I knew you were special, sunshine,” he chuckles and grabs your wrist to keep you from slapping him again. “A wildcat ready to scratch and bite me.”
“I’m a tiger mommy if you want to know,” you growl and snap your teeth at Lloyd when he tries to press his lips to yours. “I’ll do anything to protect my son.”
“Sunshine, you’ve got yourself a deal,” Lloyd drops his hands from your arms to grab your face again. This time he kisses you roughly. You bite his lower lip, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He greedily shoves his tongue inside your mouth, devouring your mouth. “I think you’ll make a grand-prime assistant slash sexy bunny for me…”
Part 2
#lloyd hansen#lloyd hansen x reader#lloyd hansen x you#traders of love#lloyd hansen x plussized!reader#plussized reader#lloyd hansen x y/n#I’m your daddy now (1)
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I fucking love you baby every inch
#lesbian#girls who kiss girls#girls who like girls#gay girls#let me sit on your face#butch lesbian#daddy#stoner#girlstoner#girls who love girls#lesbiansafe#lesbian nsft#lesbian art#mommy k!nk#i love you so much
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he's enunciating every syllable everytime oh god
#YOU'RE SO ANNOYING#louis tomlinson#harry styles#YOUR HUSBAND IS ANNOYING#larry#louis and harry#larry stylinson#stylinson#harry and louis#larries#daddy louis#back to you#i love him i hate it#tank top louis#one direction#one direction fandom
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Five Times Rei Protected Kazuki + One Time Kazuki Protected Rei
We all know there were more
#We all know this happened way more often than actually shown on screen#Both ways cuz ain't no way Kazu only saved Rei once#JUST THINK ABOUT THE FIRST CD DRAMA WITH KAZU CARRYING REI (bridal style?) BACK TO HIS PLACE#Buddy Daddies#Kazuki Kurusu#Rei Suwa#KazuRei#Kazuki x Rei#Rei x Kazuki#BD 1x01#BD 1x02#BD 1x12#buddydaddiesedit#BDedit#I decided to go with 'protecting' rather than 'saving'#Just because on the second row there wasn't really a threat#But Rei was still willing to go first just in case#Also Rei why are you just letting him strangle you?? Your hands are free?? THE TRUST IN KAZUKI I GUESS!!! T_T#Either way they're my boys and I love them so much T_T
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Can we please stop the alpha male-ification of Harvey because he’s not some strong and buff manly man, he’s a dorky uncooked chicken who can’t swim please understand this
#harvey sdv#stardew valley#harvey stardew valley#stardew harvey#like yeah he’s hot as fuck#but not in a your daughter calls me daddy too way#he’s hot in a charming dorky do you like my model airplane way#you either love him how he is or marry someone else i will not stand for this#no but genuinely i see this happen with a ton of other characters too#every cute nerdy character gets made into an average Sexy Man™#it’s so disappointing because I love silly nerdy dudes
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Idk why when it comes to Glenn people forget about the generational trauma aspect of the podcast entirely. Don’t get me wrong, you don’t have to like him- but people act like he acts this way because he was just. Born a bad person. Chose to be that way. But for Henry or Ron, because they face a much more direct form of abuse it’s easy to spot- and the way it affected them is ironically more palatable for people.
Idk, people can’t stand the idea that trauma makes you a worse person sometimes. Sometimes you don’t get a fear of expressing anger, or people pleasing, or awkward and funny misinterpretations. Sometimes you just avoid being vulnerable or accountable and end up childish. Hell, we see this with the s2 dads sometimes too. If Sparrow ended up like this, it isn’t because his dad did everything right and he decided to fuck it all up. Shit happened!!! There’s always a cycle!!!
#idk#shoutout nat for discussing this with me#love uuuu#trauma doesn’t always leave you better#it doesn’t always leave you stronger#sometimes it leaves you sad#sometimes it leaves you avoidant#and sometimes the person who was supposed to help you through this#the process of being there for a child#dies#and instead of having someone to balance your weight#you have a child who’s only attachment is you#and that SCARES you#dndads#dungeons and daddies#dndads odyssey#dndads s1#dndads s2#glenn close#sparrow oak
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psych is actually so fucked up for the mommy issues they gave shawn. like idolizing her for so so long simply based on the fact she’s not henry (which is a whole other can of worms). she’s never in a single childhood flashback. she’s never mentioned even off-handedly. nobody calls her when shawn got shot, or really any of the other countless times shawn was hurt or in danger. like she sincerely in every sense of the word was a deadbeat and shawn refused to allow himself to see it because he had to hold on to the belief he had his mom to cling to because, again, she wasn’t his dad
#all that to say shawn is a textbook daddy’s boy no matter how much he wishes he wasn’t LOL#im sorry king you’re too similar to your dad and you spend too much time together youre your fathers son for real#I love you henry spencer but I also hate you….#I straight up just hate his mom sorryyyy madeline but. you fucking suck#madeleine*#and her being like. eh i thought you were old enough you could handle me abandoning you. LIKE HELLO? die#I could talk about spencer family drama forever and never be bored#psych#shawn spencer#madeleine spencer#henry spencer
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Pick your Buddy Daddy: Kazuki Kurusu or Rei Suwa?
#buddy daddies#kazuki kurusu#rei suwa#toriigifs#hahaha i can't choose#i pick the entire little family 💖#userokkottsus#this one is thanks to you!#hahaha after you tagged me in your gifset (incredible btw) I watched the ep and loved it 🥰#can't wait for the next ep!#usergojoana#usermica#userdabiluna#usermemi
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having big thoughts about nick-slash-nicholas tonight.
#listen listen i know narcolas is a massive prick. but. dude.#you're thirteen years old and every day you wake up and nothing feels quite right.#and you lead a normal life with a mom and dad who love you for thirteen years and then a bunch of weird shit happens and#and your dad isn't your dad and YOU aren't YOU#and also you're thirteen years old#idk man. idk.#oh god not to leave out fuckin NICK getting erased out of existence#welp! anyways#fanart#my art#nick close#nicholas close#dndads#dndaddies#dungeons and daddies
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today should go in the oakworthy history books. make it a national fandomwide holiday. the day normal oak not only confirmed he had a crush on hermie, but also the day he confirmed that HE “WANTS HIM”?!?!!??
#he’s so fucking insane#YOURE FOURTEEN#AND YOU ALREADY HAVE THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE?!!??#SLOW DOWNNNNN#dndads#dungeons and daddies#hermie the unworthy#dndads s2#normal oak#dndads quest#dndaddies#oakworthy
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