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back on applying my problems into my daddy!john b fantasies means im currently thinking ab reader accidently cutting her hand while trying to open smth and genuinely just shaking her head as she trips over herself to find john b !!! all like i can't look i can't look i can't look fifhfjd and he's just so daddy calm n collected despite being worried - 🍓

u literally own daddy!johnb at this point n i love that for u.

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but yes just appearing in the doorway after walking into it with your eyes screwed up, john b looking up from his maps all concerned and coming over.

“oh john b i can’t look!” you squeal, holding back tears as you drip blood on the floor.

“ohhhh boy, how’d you do it pup?” he stays calm, seeing as this is definitely not the first time you’d gotten yourself into a situation like this. he cups your injured hand in his big warm one and walks you to the bathroom to hold it under the tap.

“i tried t’open a can with a pair of scissors because i didn’t wanna mess up my nails.” you explain sadly, knowing it was the wrong choice. he presses his lips together, raising his brows in that know-it-all way as he holds you hand under the running water.

“cant say it was your brightest idea but, hey — we all mess up sometimes.” he keeps his comforting tone as he starts to dab at the cut with tissue, mopping it up. you wince, and he strokes your back with his free hand. “yeah i know.” he croons quietly.

after he’s got you all patched up, he’s cupping your cheeks running a thumb over each cheekbone. “so… what did we learn?” he raises his brows waiting for an answer.

“to let you open things for me if i can’t do it?” you offer, unsure if it was even the right answer. honestly between the upset from the injury and john b babying you, your brain had gotten a little foggy.

“atta girl.” he smiles, pressing a kiss to the centre of your forehead.

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how do you think johnbee should be if he noticed pup getting into that kind of subspacey headspace when they’re out with the pogues or in public or something? like how do you think he’d handle her cause I feel like he’d really try to shield her yk? trying to coax her out of it cause he doesn’t want her being so vulnerable out in the open

omg especially when out with the pogues he cannot be dealing w that because they’re always getting into situations and he just needs her to be switched on just incase.

there’s a moment of quiet when they’re standing around waiting for pope outside as he’s inside a building, talking to someone about something relevant to the journey they’re on — and you’re straight up trying to shove john b’s fingers in your mouth.

“hey, uh-uh— not right now, okay?” hes instantly pulling you aside, watching how dilated your pupils are and how you lazily knit your brows together like you don’t understand. he makes sure to talk in a hushed voice to not gain attention from the other pogues.

“m’just sleepy… i wanna be with daddy.” you huff, going to grab at his shirt and he gently catches your wrists in his big coarse hands to hold your attention.

“i know, but look — i really need you to just hold out ‘til we get home. okay? need that big girl brain turned on just a little longer. i know you can do that for me.”

ofc, you sigh sadly and nod — but he still keeps an eye on u til ur home ;((

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Rafe very paternally makes you spit whatever is in your mouth into his palm

What’s wrong with me

rafe seems like he fuckin hates hard candies because of how they clack against your teeth so please do not eat a fuckin lemon head around him. between the clacking and the crunch his skin starts getting tight and he'll stick his hand under your mouth to make you spit it out. if you don't he'll plug your nose closed until you can't breathe and reach in to grab it.

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They should write an autobiography titles "how to get rabies"

Great news everyone. There was a kitten wandering in the drive thru at work and my inner warrior cats kid tried to be a hero and capture him.

I have now suffered multiple puncture wounds and have to go to the emergency room.

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Cathy dollanganger is so Kate bush

Flowers in the attic is so ABBA

#flowers in the attic #kate bush #cathy dollanganger

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I feel like the movie click would have been so much different if he had just explained to kids why he was working so hard. cuz like, they don't know. They just think he's working 24/7 and ignoring them.

#click #movie click #adam sandler #mod spam

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LOL I WAS JUST REWATCHING MODERN FAMILY! THIS SCENE IS TOP TIER! GLORIAXJAY

Let's use David OC for it. He's doing random things like yardwork, carrying heavy shit, yelling at a mechanic on the phone, etc.

Darling (girl) is kinda turned on by it and she'd watch him from a distance, eating marshmallows like popcorn.

Bro is literally the best fucking eye candy around. The way his arms flex when he does pretty much anything.

The best thing is watching him put together whatever toy or playset he bought her. It's so masculine that he's putting something together, and so sexy that it's something for his daughter because that dad energy comes out. Just imagine he's putting together a swing set or something in the middle of summer, he's only wearing a tank top. You can see the sweat dripping down his muscles, it's enough to make a woman drool.

When he catches you staring he just looks at you with a confused smile. You've been watching him all day, you've already went through three packs of candy.

#totally-true #my oc #oc x reader #dilf oc #oc david #dilf boyfriend imagine #dilf x reader

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Sebastian with a darling that approaches him first.

Imagine her being really shy and trying to get the courage to approach him, fumbling over her words and what not.

Fuck Sebastian loves you so goddamn much. He watched you everyday, he carefully took down your daily schedule. On occasion he noticed the glances you would give him when you thought he didn't know, when he would catch eyes with you, you would quickly turn away embarrassment written on your face. He was plotting exactly how he'd go up to you and what he'd do if you rejected him.

The day you nervously approached him, he happened to be doing paperwork and didn't notice you walk up. As you shyly tried to get his attention his heart began to pound, and hearts grew in his eyes. He wanted you and only you. The way you stuttered out your question made him want to bend over and vomit from the surge of emotions he felt. You're a precious and priceless treasure for him. No matter where you go, no matter what you do, he'll always be with you. He has to protect you no matter what happens. If someone even bumps into you at the grocery store he'll follow them home and kill them.

Hey guys. Sorry it's been so long. I'm,,,,,dealing with some trauma rn. I thought I was fine, I thought I could ignore it but it just keeps getting worse. That's no excuse for not writing tho and I'm sorry. I'm going to try getting my other request finished in the next 2 days. <3

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I sent a request a while ago... Did you get it?

Yes, I just have not been on Tumblr for the past few days. I've been really busy with work and appointments so I haven't really been on the Internet very much

#anon ask #answered #anonymous

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Sebastian with a cute darling who doesn't understand English well? How will he communicate with them? Do not forget to take care of yourself not only physically, but also mentally

At times it can annoy him but overall it doesn't bother him. Your less than basic grasp of English let's him take more control over you. You want to go to the store? Well you'll just have to wait until he feels like it, you wouldn't want to make a fool of yourself in public would you? You couldn't possibly run away, how would anyone understand you? The police won't help you, neither will your neighbors, you don't speak English they'd just see as some weird foreigner. He knows how much control he has over you and it makes him feel so happy. He doesn't have anything to worry about because you can barely order a pizza on your own.

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I'm currently begging brookside chocolate to bring back their merlot flavor (the picture is directly from the website)

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The saddest example of life imitates art to me is Amanda bynes and Lolita. Idk, maybe it's just me but when I think of Amanda and where she is now, I'm instantly reminded of Dolores.

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reblog/like this if you need an older bf who is smarter than you and your father figure n knows you’re a dumb pathetic little thing but likes you cus you’re icky and pretty

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So ik we all hate Charlotte but, what if she never actually said what she said? The story is written "by" Humbert, I mean that's a huge point of the book. So what if she never actually said "but you'll never see that miserable brat again"? I mean, we already know that Humbert was the one sexualizing Dolores, she was just a kid, she had said multiple times he raped her and he still romanticized it. So what if Humbert rewrote the story in his favor? Whether he actually convinced himself she said that, or he's blatantly lying.

#mod spam #lolita #lolita book #dolores haze #humbert humbert

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Fath is the Christian version of otp

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hey gorgeous 🙈 I feel like rafe is such a gym bro and he would definitely mansplain like how to grow his glutes or something idc about lol and reader’s just giggling and nodding along blushing bc he’s flexing his muscles and pointing to which ones he needs to ‘work’ on 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

hiiii my queen 😋 your brain needs to be studied cos ur such a genius for this…

"so you wanna make sure your weight sits back on your hips…”

despite the fact that you were nodding along enthusiastically to rafe’s instructions, you couldn’t prevent your mind from drifting elsewhere like some unleashed puppy— chasing after whatever shiny object piqued your interest.

the green muscle shirt clung deliciously to his chest; pumped muscles flattered by the tight material. your gaze fixated on every ridge and bulging vein that was accentuated. a small giggle slipping past your glossed lips as his pecs squeezed together at the top of the motion— only then did his blue orbs met yours in the mirror.

"hey...hey, you listening, kid?" he released the barbell with a huff, a sweaty palm tapping the fat of your cheeks. “this shit’s important.”

"I am listening,” you whined with an unconvincing pout, eyelashes batting up at him as you gestured to his exposed arms. “what ‘bout these ones? they’re are so big.”

“huh—oh my biceps, you like ‘em?” his lips stretched into a haughty smirk as your fingers experimentally dragged over the flexed muscle, softened features contouring into fascination as they hardened beneath your touch. “wanna see how I work ‘em?”

“uh-huh!”

the gym was fairly desolate at this time of night meaning you could sit on one of the empty benches as rafe stood before you, biceps expanding as he curled the dumbbell to his chest. you nibbled on your bottom lip, squirming in your seat; with each repetition his breath came out in a laboured grunt, face twisting into a pained grimace. you couldn’t help it, attention drifting to earlier this morning when he’d held his weight above you, hips ploughing into your own with an ardent passion. heat blossomed beneath your cheeks at the memory and you fidgeted with the sleeve of rafe’s hoodie to distract yourself.

“last one,” he groaned, arm shaking as he completed his final rep. “ten.”

“wowww, good job, rafe! you’re so strong.” you sprung from your spot, entangling yourself with his dewy skin, leaning up to place a quick peck to the corner of his lips.

“yeah? you think? strong enough to do this…” his arms wrapped around your thighs, hoisting you into his embrace. an airy shriek floated from your chest as his lips attached to your neck, sucking hard.

“ah—no, stop—ha! that tickles…”

he chuckled into your skin, lowering your giggling frame back to the floor once he was satisfied. your fingers splayed across the expanse of his abdomen, absentmindedly kneading into the taut muscles.

“gotta work on my abs, they’re real pain in the ass to train,” you glanced up at that, lips dropping into a frown. “oh, I didn’t know that.”

“ha—yeah, I was thinkin’… maybe you could help me with that.”

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