Can you give me a list of DILF! Eren? I can't seem to ever find any, so yeah^^
You have truly come to the right place! There’s an ask [here] full of DILF!Eren, and I’ve found some more for ya! Truly, age gaps & single fathers are my favourite fic tropes.
Sartorial Elegance Summary: Garrison Fine Tailored Clothing is famous in the men’s clothing industry for bespoke and made-to-measure suits. Their head tailor Levi has a hard time keeping his eyes off the new salesman upstairs, and not just because his trousers need tailoring properly.
Tipping Over Summary: Isabel and Levi get kicked out of class, Eren gives them advice, and Levi and him talk alone.
My Old Friend Summary: When Levi was a teenager, the unrequited love of his life was Eren, his best friend’s father. Fifteen years later, Levi finds himself back in Whitecrest Cove to sell his late uncle’s house.
I Wanna Be Yours Summary: Levi is extremely skilled when it comes to babysitting Isabel Jaeger and pining after Eren Jaeger. If only jobs would take those skills as applicable qualities of an employee.
Surprise, Surprise Summary: “You little minx, you have no idea what you’ve been doing to me - or rather, I think you know exactly what you’ve been doing.”
Neck Summary: “No, you’re fine, I just – Eren why won’t you let me near your neck when we’re having sex?” “I – wow you noticed that, huh?”
Hello! This is one of my favorite plots ever, tbh. Especially single dad Eren and like, boss Levi. I love it. There are a few below, but feel free to check out the [DILF Eren] ask as well, because that has a few in.
Moments of Grace Summary: “It’s not going to be an easy road,” Levi said, “but the right path never is. Do you regret taking custody? Do you regret your daughter?” “No!” Eren said, anger flashing across his face. “Good. Remember that on the days when you’re struggling.”
And is it true you went bowling with your “family” before the shoot started? We did indeed. We all had such a laugh and threw
ourselves into it from the off. It was a funny one because back at the
beginning we were trying to fashion a family bond to try and make the
drama feel as real as possible.
Instead of lengthy rehearsals on set, we just hung out and got to know each other bowling and playing football in the park.
Did you beat them at bowling?! Well, it’s not that I didn’t win, you understand,
they were given the bowling “bumpers” as help, which I thought was
grossly unfair, quite frankly!
I told them I had been the Scottish Under-17 Bowling
Champion just to unnerve them – but it didn’t seem to work. But, at the
end of the day, they had the bumpers to help them - not that I’m bitter,
not that I’m being competitive against children. I wouldn’t want you to
Requested by anon:
can i have request where you’re dean’s daughter (5-7) and you ask him to play dress up with you?
Summary: After a hunt, the brothers go back home. Dean’s daughter, (Y/N) asks him to play dress up with her and he can’t say no.
Pairing: Father!Dean x Daughter!reader
Word count: 1,261
A/N: This was haaaaaard.
Daddy!” The little girl called as Dean entered the bunker. Castiel and she were
at the library, reading some of the few fairy tales the Men of Letters kept
(for research of course). The angel had taken care of her while the brothers
solved a case nearby.
girl was just five, but she was as clever as an older child and maybe even
more. She memorized lore books like one memorizes their favourite song, and she
was a real bad-ass that didn’t really feel frightened of monsters, for daddy
would always keep her safe from them.
Dean ran to
his daughter at the same time she jumped from Cas’ lap. They found each other
very close to the stair case and melted into a loving hug. He had only been
away for a week, but being so far away from his daughter made him feel like a
day was ages.
“I miss you.”
She mumbled, hiding her tiny face on the sweaty crook of his neck.
“I miss you
too, (Y/N/N).” Dean replied. Sam and Cas stared at the scene lovingly from
She giggled, “I’m an old girl now, you have to call me by my full name.”
Dean smiled, and the girl pulled away to meet face to face with her father, “(Y/N)
Winchester, I missed you.”
giggle left her lips and her chubby cheeks blushed. Dean fell in awe with his
daughter, her innocence and her happiness in spite of the life she lived – the same
life Dean grew up with, but not quite as traumatic for Dean knew better than
his own father.
there going to be a hug for Uncle Sam?” Sam inquired, approaching the pair. The
girl squealed and extended her arms for Sam to carry her.
minutes of rejoice and a meal prepared by Castiel – who had learned how to cook
basic plates in order to babysit (Y/N) – Sam went to his room, Castiel went
back to the library and Dean accompanied his daughter to that tiny bedroom
beside his that they had adapted for her.
In spite of
the military essence the whole bunker expelled, the cartoon bed-sheets and the
bunch of Barbie dolls spread on the floor made it clear that a little girl
didn’t ask you to pick up, huh?” Dean muttered as he picked the dolls with each
step he gave.
shook her head nonchalantly.
flopped on her bed, feeling the relief of the soft mattress. It had been an
awfully rough hunt, and he was tired and bruised – although he wouldn’t admit
it to his daughter – and he wanted to sleep for two days in a row.
the other hand, craved to play with her dad. That’s why she walked confidently
to her closet and opened the door to reveal lots of sparkling dresses Charlie,
Kevin, Sam, Castiel, Jody and even Rowena had so kindly gifted her. Dean was
the kind of dad to dress her girl like a tough kick-ass huntress, and he didn’t
understand why a girl in such life would need princess dresses, but he didn’t
complain when everyone else gave those ones to her.
She inquired, looking back at her bed. Dean had his eyes shut, and he barely
flinched at her voice.
play dress up?” Dean left a heavy sigh out, but he didn’t refuse; (Y/N) had a
power over him nobody else had, and he couldn’t say no to her.
He stood up
tiredly and walked towards her, sitting at the floor, right by her side. “What
will we be today?”
thinking we could be British fairies drinking tea.” She offered.
fairies drink cream, not tea, right?” Dean mocked her. (Y/N) rolled her eyes
and smiled at him.
I do.” She said, “But… The fairies in fairy tales aren’t that bad.”
fairies it is.”
Mrs. Lollypopsprinkles?” (Y/N) asked in a fake British accent. She was using her fairy wings, along with a
hat that she felt look too British not to be British – when in reality it was a
hand knitted beanie with a daisy pin – and one of her sparkling dresses.
be lovely, thank you Miss Flowerbloomingelephant.” Dean replied with a perfect
at the bed, using a pillow as a table. (Y/N) grabbed the plastic teapot from
the middle of the pillow and pretended to serve tea in Dean’s cup, unbalancing
the whole tea set a little, but not enough for it to fall.
Dean had another
knitted beanie, which of course looked more like a kippah on him, and a pink
blanket over his shoulders to pretend a dress. (Y/N) stared at him as he took
the recently served tea cup and pretended to drink it.
so pale, Mrs. Lollypopsprinkles.” She observed.
weather, perhaps.” Dean replied, “The meadow had never faced a winter as cold
“I beg to
differ.” Dean squinted at her word choice but didn’t go out of character. It
was usual for (Y/N) to learn new words and expressions, for she read loads of
grown up books. “I believe it’s a lack of colour.”
where she was going.
and leaned back on the rest of the pillows left. (Y/N) chuckled, she always got
what she wanted, and jumped out of bed to look for her make up bag without
caring that the tea set had fallen off the pillow.
the tiny pink bag and got back up. She opened it and took a small lipstick out.
She commanded and Dean did so, without worrying if he looked ridiculous.
It was a
bubble gum pink lipstick, very creamy. But Dean allowed her to paint his
usually pink lips and even outline them. Then, she took out a butterfly-shaped
eyeshadow kit from which she picked lavender purple that was soon spread from
his lash line to his eyebrows. Then, she took out the blush and spread it in a
circle shaped across his defined cheekbones. She also added a few lines and dot
here and there to make him look more fairies like.
don’t look pale.” She giggled. Dean
smiled foolishly at her to make her laugh – which she did.
“But you do
look pale.” He commented.
extended the bag to him and Dean proceeded to paint her. He wasn’t a
professional but he had seen so many women all over the years re-applying their
makeup that it wasn’t that hard to get his daughter to look like a gorgeous
lips, pink eyeshadow and a slight blush as well as glitter at her temples and a
tiny heart drawn with a red lipstick at one of her cheeks. She was lovely.
a tiny plastic mirror from her night table and stared at her reflection. “It’s
so pretty!” She squealed and threw herself to her father’s arms. Dean received
her into a warm hug. “Thank you, daddy.”
I…” Sam stopped mid-sentence. He had his laptop in one hand and the door knob
in the other. Dean and (Y/N) were still drinking imaginary tea with their makeup on. “What are you doing?”
play?” Sam inquired. (Y/N) and Dean shared a compliance look.
hi!! been following your page for a while now, i did read your FAQ and recommended list so hopefully I didn't miss anything and my question hasn't been asked before, but can you recommend any manga series where main character's love interest is a single father who has a child? thank you!
Ooh, thanks for reading the pages! I was losing hope, thinking people never bothered to read them! x)