do you want to play with daddy tomorrow

BTS Reaction | Asking to Call Them Daddy

Request: idk if this is astrology related, but can you tell how they’d react when you ask to call them daddy? thank you!

This is totally astrology related! I based this on their sun, mars, lilith/eros and other various aspects. Hope you enjoy~ (Mature content ahead)


Your confession was the turning point for him. Before, he tried so hard be a gentleman and control himself, to not give into your irresistible aura. Now, he could finally unleash the beast he had been caging for far too long.

“Fuck, I thought you’d never ask. Come here princess, Daddy’s gonna make you feel so good.”

Originally posted by fawnave


Previously, he was surprisingly soft and gentle in bed. He never tried to bring in something new or push you to your limits: as long as you were happy, he was happy. Until now. His wicked side is out to play.

“Daddy? [he chuckles darkly, the dark tone sending chills down your spine] How unoriginal of you. It’s sir to you darling. On your knees. Now.”

Originally posted by 1oyalty


This had been on his “to do” list for a long time, so he’s ecstatic when you bring it up first. He can’t agree so easily, though, there has to be some teasing. He wants you to work for it.

“Daddy huh? Wahhh, my baby girl is so much naughtier than I thought. I ought to punish you for hiding this so long. Bend over my lap, sweetheart.”

Originally posted by parkjewook


*already unbuckling his belt* 

Originally posted by forever-young-got7


He hid his kinky side at the beginning of the relationship, fearing it would change your view on the innocent boy he appears to be. When u tell him of your desires, he’s flustered, but so so eager.

“Mmm really princess? When do you want to try it out? Tomorrow? Tonight? Right now? Daddy is always ready for you.”

Originally posted by jikookshandshake


He doesn’t quite understand at first; thinks the nickname is a bit silly. He’s always willing to please and compromise, but he’s also hooked on the way “Tae!” tumbles out of your mouth in broken whimpers during passionate moments.

“Why though? I think you sound so much prettier moaning out my name, kitten.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


He’s young, inexperienced, and gets a kick from being submissive. Due to that, he’s never really seen himself in the role you want him to play. But like everything he’s faced with, he takes it as a challenge; something new for him to perfect. And trust me, he will.

“Do you know what you’re getting yourself into, baby girl?”

School trip

||Featuring pastel!Dan and Punk!Phil along with the classic daddy kink||

Dan had always known Phils weakness. When the cute pastel boy wore a fucking skirt and thong whenever he’d go to cheerleading.

Dan was rather small so of course the cheerleaders got to throw him in the air. And Phil made sure to get the seat where Dans skirt lifted just enough to see Dans ass.

But Phil was the absolute opposite of Dan. Most likely the reason they were enemies. But when Phil was on the field playing football and Dan just gave him a lust-filled gaze, he would lose his fucking mind.

Because Phil could get so hard for that boy so fast.

It didn’t help that at any time Phil could imagine Dan bending over for him, precum leaking from his swollen cock and his pretty pink asshole just begging for attention.

So when Principal Westwood told the opposites that they had won a trip to Tokyo because they had won a story competition. They were thrilled.

Until the pudgy man told them they didn’t have enough money for separate beds. Phil lost it.

“Are you fucking serious? I have to share a bed with a chick? Isn’t that against the rules?” He complained, gesturing to small Daniel.

“Oh don’t get me started, Lester! You think just because you’ve got tattoos and piercings you’re the king!” The brunet defended.

Mr.Westwood sighed. “Boys, if you don’t get along then we’re gonna have to cancel this trip for both of you.”

It was torture to the two. They had never been outside of their country so going to Tokyo was amazing. Dan decided to be the bigger person and just flat out left the stuffy office.

Phil bit his lip and walked out of the room, nervousness swallowing him as he climbed onto his motorcycle and drove home to pack.

The trip was tomorrow, that is.

Dan squealed.

He was going on a trip with Phil Lester. They guy who could literally take anyone’s V-card and they would give no fucks.

Dan decided to play tease with the poor boy, packing only skirts that didn’t even go down mid-thigh and dark colored thongs to contrast from the mostly colorful skirts.

Of course Dan wouldnt let Phil know that. So for the next day, a t-shirt, skinny white jeans (that clung to Dans ass), and a flowercrown would have to do.

Phils head was filled with Dan doing whatever and everything he could imagine.

It was spring and it’d be hot. And Phil just loved showing off his biceps. So to drive Dan just a little insaine. He only packed black skinny jeans (that showed off the large bulge in Phils pants) and tank tops of all varieties.

This was gonna be a fun week.

*                  *                *

This was gonna be an awful week for Dan Howell and Phil Lester.

Neither of them knew what the other had packed or what was up their sleeves.

Because Dan did something completely different from skirts the next day and Phil had dressed casually.

Something in Phil knew about Daniel. He knew that he’d try and tease him anyway he could. Break him, watch his pray for Dan to be riding his cock.

Phil shook his head and walked up to Dan, setting down his suitcase and wrapping his arms around the others waist.

“What’s up, Howell.” He asked, the words seemed to come from his so easily now, the word Howell rolled off his tongue from using it so much.

Dan detached Phils arms even though he wished they would move lower and rub his thighs, play with his cock, fuck him senseless right there in the god damn airport.

Dan dismissed the thoughts as he crossed his arms and looked up at him. “Phil. Glad to see you aren’t dancing around trying to fuck people now.”

Phil chuckled and fuck did it sound good to Dans ears. You see, Phils voice could go from ‘normal’ to unbelievably sexy in three seconds.

His voice was like a gods.

“Oh Daniel…” Phil whispered as he took a step towards Dan, leaning towards his ear and smirking. “I know you’re a slut, always wanting to ride on a cock, but I’ll have to ask you, please don’t get too horny on the flight, we can’t have sex while we’re up there.”

And with that he was gone, his suitcase was attached to his hand and he was waiting in line for the flight. Phil was right. He wanted a dick in him always. He was a virgin but he was not innocent. At all.

Dan took his things, walking onto the plane and quickly trying finding his seat. “Daniel.” I voice snapped, and he knew exactly who it belonged to.

He walked towards Phil, who was standing in first class and waited. “They got us first class seats, the only problem is that it’s a fucking single bed.” He whispered harshly.

Dan shrugged. “But Philly, that just means we have more room for tonight.” He commented, walking past Phil and jumping into the bed.

Phil shook his head, running his tongue over his lips. This was gonna be a long flight but it would be good.

Phil sat on the bed, pressing a button that put up walls, excluding them from the outside world.

“Fancy. I thought you’d have to ride me with everyone to see. But you wouldn’t mind that.” Phil mumbles, putting a hand on Dans thigh and rubbing lightly.

“Oh fuck off Phil.” He hissed, getting rid of the hand and pulling a blanket over his waist.

It was now night and Dan couldn’t stand it. Phil was awake and doing whatever entertained him.

Soon Dan fell asleep and Phil didn’t have anything to do except stare at Dans pretty ass (which he didn’t mind that much).

It was only thirty minutes since Dan felt asleep and he was whimpering. Phil looked over, furrowing his eyebrows and wondering what was going on.

His eyed widened when he had seen Dan ontop of his pillow, grinding his hips down into it as another whimper escaped.

“P-Philly… O-oh y-yeah…” he swore he heard Dan moan. Was… was Dan having a wet dream about him?

Yes. It was obvious. The grinding, the moaning, the whimpering. Phil didn’t know what to do, but he was loving every second of it.

He tore his eyes away from the boy but in the next second, Dan was on him, his arms hooked around Phils neck and his hips grinding into Phil.

“P-please d-daddy… n-ngh… i-I need y-your c-cock… p-please!” He begged. Phil sighed, he couldn’t wake up Dan and he couldn’t just leave him like this.

So Phil did what anyone would do.

He stuck his leg between Dans leg, pushing his thigh up into his erect cock and gripping onto his ass. “Such a pretty little whore. You want Daddy to fuck you into this matress? Right now infront of all these sleeping people?”

Dan the his head back and Phil could feel the small boys cock twitch. “You want Daddy to ram into you, destroying your pretty pink hole and having everyone watch you, moaning and withering under me as I mark you as mine.” He growls into Dans ear, smirking and caressing Dans ass.

Phil stopped all together after a few seconds and Dan practically died. “P-phil! P-please! I-I need y-you! I-I n-need to c-come, p-please d-daddy!”

Phil was determined to at least make Dan come into his pants. It would embarrass him and Phil could tease Dan all about it in the morning.

He climbed ontop of Dan, leaving soft kisses down his neck. “Tell daddy how much you want him. How much you want me to play with your cock.”

Dan cried out as Phil grinded his growing erection into him, and using one hand to reach up his shirt and play with one of his nipples.

“O-Oh g-god! P-phil i-im S-so close!” Dan begged, bucking his hips up desperately.

Phil stopped everything he was doing, leaning to Dans ear. “That isn’t my name, baby boy.” He growled, suddenly rubbing their erections together.

“D-daddy!” Dan moaned as he came, panting and shivering for a while while Phil kissed up Dans stomach. “I’ll punish you tomorrow for coming when I didn’t tell you you could. Twenty spanks from daddy, got it my whore?” Phil spoke harshly, climbing off Dan as he nodded frantically.

“Good.” He rolled into his side and pulled Dan close to him. “I can’t wait till you wake up…” Phil mumbles, pushing his leg between Dans thighs and rubbing painfully slow as he fell asleep.

* * *

||This is an old fic i wrote that’s literally the worst ever but… yeah. If you want a part two then i’ll write one?? Trust my my writing has improved since then ok|| ||also sorry it’s so short oki bye||


warning: triggers apply. mentions of suicide and rape present. read and reblog with caution.

❛ And this time, absolutely no requests. ❜
❛ No return engagements. No encore. ❜
❛ I hope you’re ready, because I’m about to tell you the story of my life.  ❜
❛ And if you’re listening to these tapes, you’re one of the reasons why. ❜
❛ I’ve heard so many stories I don’t know which one is the most popular.  ❜
❛ Betrayal. It’s one of the worst feelings.  ❜
❛ Where’s my bike? ❜
❛ This was in front of the library? ❜
❛ What about the student honor board? ❜
❛ There’s some justice and some closure. ❜
❛ I couldn’t watch. ❜
❛ People can be fucking assholes. ❜
❛ I thought we had like another week for that. ❜
❛ Listen, I could, if you wanted to, I could help you finish the paper. ❜
❛ We only have like twenty minutes before the first bell rings. ❜
❛ I Googled everything. ❜
❛ Well the founding father’s did grow and use hemp, but it wasn’t weed exactly. ❜
❛ Sometimes books are more reliable for this kind of stuff. ❜
❛ Everything I publish is personal to people. ❜
❛ Still, it feels wrong. I’m just being honest. ❜
❛ What are you working on? ❜
❛ This is so cool. I’ve always wanted to set you up with someone. ❜
❛ Maybe I was stupid to keep hoping. ❜
❛ That is shocking. I’m shocked. ❜
❛ Wait a second, how do I know you’re telling the truth. ❜
❛ Come on, what do you say? ❜
❛ Then again, they almost always do. ❜
❛ Did you want to see if the rumors were true? ❜
❛ Why did you do it? ❜
❛ Thanks for helping me, that was really nice. ❜
❛ I’m just saying if you’re getting fat shamed then don’t be fat. ❜
❛ It’s always best to give compliments face to face. ❜
❛ Sometimes the silly things can mean more than anybody knows. ❜
❛ It’s kind of soul crushing, you know? ❜
❛ We all need it. Human contact. ❜
❛ You’re going to have to wait, just like I did. ❜
❛ Let me know if you need to talk, anytime. ❜
❛ I’m going to play mind games with you, just like you did with me. ❜
❛ That’s a whole new level of lonely. ❜
❛ You were kind that night. You just sat there. ❜
❛ I’m sorry about _____. He’s/she’s just a dick. ❜
❛ Want to see a trick? ❜
❛ You got to get the positioning just right. ❜
❛ After the way you played in Saturday, it’s on me. ❜
❛ Take it easy, okay? You’ll feel better tomorrow. ❜
❛ I wonder if you ever felt what it’s like to be lonely. ❜
❛ Have you ever noticed us? ❜
❛ How many of these did daddy make you? ❜
❛ It’s okay. I’m over it. ❜
❛ I never got the chance to say something. ❜
❛ The thing is you were the Valentine I was hoping for. ❜
❛ I don’t know if you’re doing this on a dare or whatever… ❜
❛ I like you for so much more than that. ❜
❛ The fact that you don’t even know. ❜
❛ This shit that happens to you, I think some of it you bring on yourself. ❜
❛ Thanks for the insight genius. ❜
❛ You said something stupid and I yelled at you. Big deal. ❜
❛ You didn’t like that someone told you no. ❜
❛ You should of just let it go but you didn’t. ❜
❛ I just needed to be alone. ❜
❛ You’ll do anything to keep up your perfect reputation. ❜
❛ I’m a fucking weak, pathetic loser. ❜
❛ They’ll just laugh at you like they always do. ❜
❛ Come out, come out, little girl/boy. ❜
❛ We’re protecting ourselves. ❜
❛ I’ve got no plans. I’m good to tell the truth. ❜
❛ It’s only a matter of time before we’re all screwed. ❜
❛ Nothing we did compares to what he/she did. ❜
❛ You’ve been doing it for weeks now. ❜
❛ My God, _______, you should fucking listen to yourself sometimes. ❜
❛ You want to know what’s worse then being a rapist? Hiding behind one. ❜
❛ You want to get the story straight? We all know the story. ❜
❛ The honor board, because you are all so honorable. ❜
❛ This happened off campus so the only alternative is the police. ❜
❛ It was no ones fault. It just happened. ❜
❛ I mean, maybe I was driving a little too fast. ❜
❛ I’m taking some fucking responsibility. ❜
❛ Maybe it’s all your faults, has that ever occurred to any of you? ❜
❛ Who’s going to believe a dead girl/boy? ❜
❛ You know my motto, no cheerleader left behind. ❜
❛ I’m always looking for the wrong person. ❜
❛ I thought you said you didn’t do it? ❜
❛ I’m telling you, the worst is yet to come. ❜
❛ You’re calling me a pussy, after what you did or didn’t do. ❜
❛ Oh, so, if I kill myself then I kill you guys too? ❜
❛ Why are you asking me about this? ❜
❛ I don’t know what your truth is. ❜
❛ Get your dirty ass feet off my notebook man. ❜
❛ Do you want to talk in there? ❜
❛ Maybe there’s even a message from beyond. ❜
❛ At that moment, everything was perfect. ❜
❛ I know you felt it too. ❜
❛ I wanted you to do everything you were doing. ❜
❛ What happened? I thought it was okay. ❜
❛ Just leave me alone, you should just go. ❜
❛ Part of me never wanted to see you again. ❜
❛ You walked out the door like I told you too, why’d you have to leave? ❜
❛ Your name does not belong on the list. But you need to be here. ❜
❛ I didn’t deserve to be with someone like you. ❜
❛ I would ruin you. It wasn’t you, it was me. ❜
❛ There’s that word again. ❜
❛ The kind of lonely feeling I’m talking about is when you feel like you’ve got nothing left. ❜

Title: Study Secession

Pairing: Scott x Reader

Warnings: pure smut, oral, spanking, kink, sexual intercourse, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), pure filth.

Authors Note: this took forever, but well worth it.

You were meeting Scott at his house since you had several siblings and your house was always rather loud. After getting out of your car, you gathered your books into your arms and straightened out your rather short black skirt and your v-neck shirt that hugged your bust, complimenting every curve. You’d always been interested in Scott, even before he was popular and a werewolf… but Allison Argent came along and suddenly, you weren’t that important anymore.

But with Allison interested in Isaac Lahey and no longer dating Scott, you were hoping it was your turn. After straightening up, you started walking to the front door, stepping onto the porch to be greeted with the front door opening right away. “Y/N!” Scott smiled, beckoning you in the house. “Come on in!” You smiled sheepishly, nodding as you could feel yourself getting nervous and gripping your books tighter, praying that Scott wasn’t listening to your heartbeat.

Sitting on his couch, you smiled at Scott. “Let’s start with Algebra, shall we?” Scott nodded, digging his own books out. As you opened your book, the pencil you held in your hand hit the book and landed out of your grasp and onto the floor.

“Shoot.” You cursed, setting your book aside and standing up from the couch awkwardly, bending down to reach it from underneath the coffee table. As you bent down, you could feel your skirt rising up a little, showing off your black lacey thong that barely hid anything, smirking when you felt Scott’s eyes on you. “Come on,” you faked annoyance, deciding to tease Scott further and get down on your hands and knees. You could’ve reached it right away just standing up and bending down, but you were really aching to get a piece of the famous Scott McCall. “Ah-ha!” You grinned, gripping the pencil and shaking your bum a little before slowly getting up off the floor.

Sitting on the couch, you smiled innocently at Scott. “Shall we begin?” His face was beat red, flushed with embarrassment, but his eyes told another story. Lust filled. They were dark, his brown eyes almost black. You knew you were playing with the bull and you were more than ready for the horns… well, rather the claws. Scott just nodded, sitting next to you as you began to explain an algebraic expression to him.

“And X equals Y,” you finished, smiling proudly as you explained the last problem on the second page, one more left.

“Thanks,” Scott said quietly, taking the set of notes from your hand as you began to explain the next set. As you were explaining, a hand landed on your right thigh, sliding upwards towards your upper thigh.

“What are you doing?” You asked, surprised and flushed. You hadn’t expected Scott to be so straightforward. You could feel yourself getting aroused as Scott rubbed circles on your thigh, smirking.

“You knew what your were doing earlier, Y/N.” Scott purred, biting your earlobe lightly. “You were a naughty girl, Kitten.”

You swallowed. “S-Scott?”

Scott’s smirk widened at your racing heartbeat. “Oh, c'mon sweetheart, you know you want it.” His fingers brushed your clothed core, igniting a fire you hadn’t realized you had.

“Scott!” You moaned, hips grinding out to try and create friction against his hand.

“Kitten,” Scott warned taking his hand away. “I want you to strip.” He demanded.

You nodded, standing from the couch and slowly taking your shirt off, your breasts jiggling as you did. Scott gulps at the sight of you. You smirk, deciding to tease him even more. Your hands caress your curves, slipping down the curves of your body and slowly stripping your skirt from you. You stand in front of Scott, wearing nothing but your black lacey thong and matching bra. “Scott…” you moaned, biting your lip. As you were slipping your hand down into your panties, eyes closed, you suddenly find yourself shoved against the nearest wall and your hands held above your head, Scott glaring down at you.

“Only Daddy gets to touch your princess parts,” he growls, eyes flashing red. You were slightly taken back. You were only a tease, you hadn’t expected Scott to react like this… especially that Daddy kink. As you keep eye contact with Scott, his eyes glance down at your breasts and then your lips and you find yourself keening for a kiss.

“Daddy…” you moan, licking your bottom lip. That was the last straw, all self control Scott had was out the window. Crushing his lips to yours, Scott gives a bruising kiss to your lips, licking and nipping. Scott nips your lower lip, begging for entrance.

“Baby girl,” he growled. You giggled as one of Scott’s hand gripped your rear end and you find Scott’s tongue in your mouth, wrestling yours for dominance. Of course, Scott wins. After all, you were the vulnerable one here. You whimper as Scott let’s go of your hands, taking his and pushing down the cups of your bra underneath your rather large breasts, pinching and pulling your nipples, smirking as he pulls way from the kiss to see the nipples peaked. Scott goes behind your back, undoing the clasp of your bra, watching as you slid it off, your own hands going to your breasts and playing with them.

“Do you want me, Daddy?” You asked, innocently. But you were everything but. “Do you want to fuck me so hard I can’t walk tomorrow? Do you want your baby girl to scream for you? Want me to cum until I can’t take it anymore? Want me cumming all over your pretty cock?” You moaned, glancing down at his prominent erection hah was straining against the zipper of his jeans. You glanced back at him. “Fuck. Me. Daddy.”

You squeaked as your picked up off the floor, ass slapped and thrown onto the couch. Scott leans down, ripping your thong off and instantly going for the prize. “Your so wet, baby girl.” Scott whimpers, his fingers caressing your wetness. “Do you want Daddy?” You nodded, whimpering as his pointer finger swirled your clit. “Where do you want me? Use your words, baby girl.”

You whimpered as his rubbing got harder and you felt your back arch. “I want you there.”

“Where?” Scott smirked, rubbing faster and harder against your clit.

“I want you eating my pussy, Daddy! I want your fingers and mouth on my pretty pussy and eating me!” You exclaimed, whimpering and moaning. Squealing as Scott instantly dives in and starts to nip, lick, and suck everywhere, leaving you into a whimpering mess.

“M-More!” You moaned, hips lifting off the couch and grinding into Scott’s face. “D-Daddy!”

Scott groaned against your pussy, sticking two fingers into your pussy, using a come hitter motion, hitting your spot. You were seeing stars with Scott’s fingers and tongue, moaning and whimpering, the verge of screaming. “C-c-close!” You could barely form the words, back arched completely off the couch.

Scott pulled back, smirking at you as you were completely lost in the oblivion of pleasure. “Cum, baby girl, cum for daddy!” Scott encouraged, hitting your spot in just the right way, you cum screaming.


As you come back down from your high, Scott is already lined up at your core, ready to fuck. “Fuck me, Daddy.” Scott shoves in hard and you cry out in pleasure and pain. He puts his head in the crook of your neck, not bothering to wait for you to adjust. He moans at the feeling of your tight, warm cunt all around his nine inch and rather thick cock.

“Daddy’s gonna fuck you real good,” he teases, gripping your hips and setting a punishing pace, the sounds of your moans and slaps of skin-hitting-skin echoing throughout the living room. You were really praying that Melissa wouldn’t come home early.

“Oh, Daddy. Daddy! Fuck me harder, Daddy! Fuck me harder!” He pounds into you harder, deeper, faster. You scream as you reach your thigh-shaking, earth-shattering, mind-boggling orgasm. Scott’s thrusts begin to become uneven and sloppy, groaning into your neck as he reaches his climax, gripping your breasts tightly as he sucks a spot on your collarbone. You feel him groan as your hips buck underneath him, over sensitive.

Lifting his head, Scott pulls out gently, watching as his cum drips from your pussy. Leaning down, Scott instantly licks your pussy, cleaning it. “Mmmmm, Daddy.” You moan, running a hand through his hair and tugging. Scott’s tongue slowly comes to a stop and he get up and picks you up, setting you on his lap as he sits on the couch.

“Good girl.” He praises, kissing you on the head. “Should’ve done this sooner.” The both of you look at each other and giggle, curling up on the couch before his mom came home.

Do It For The Vine by crossroadswrite

Rating: General

Word Count: 7108

“Tammy,” he calls her to attention and his baby daughter turns her sweet hazel eyes to him. “Do you want to go to the skate park tomorrow?”

Autumn gasps and twists until her bony knees are digging into his thighs.

“Daddy,” she says very seriously, placing both hands on his cheeks and looking him in the eye. “Don’t play with my emotions, daddy.”
(OR: in which Derek’s daughter gets a skateboard and a cute guy teaching her tricks and Derek just gets the cute guy.)

yikes-my-face  asked:

Question (prompt?) about the Sheith family - Daddy Shiro is called to a hospital a few states away for an emergency brain surgery. In the week that he's away, how does Daddy Keith handle single parenting?

Oh my goodness. I love this. Alright, alright. HERE WE GO. [Sheith Family]

Shiro: It’ll just be a week! Don’t worry about it!
Lance: WE WILL MISS YOU SO MUCH DADDY SHIRO! *sobs into his thighs*
Pidge: PLEASE DON’T LEAVE US!!!!!!! *is being carried by Shiro and has her hands wrapped around his neck*
Shiro: I’ll be back before you know it! *is very teary eyed*
Hunk: *just hugs his Daddy so tight because he doesn’t want to be a weak baby who can’t go on without his Daddy for seven days*

Keith sees all of these. They were by the doorway after all, and he has Shiro’s suitcase with him. He sees how much their kids love Shiro and it warms his heart. They’re so attached to him that a bad side of him wonders if it would’ve been better if it was him leaving instead. He’s pretty sure the kids wouldn’t be as emotional as they were now. He knows they’d rather have Shiro home than him. But he’s not a doctor, Shiro is. So Shiro has to be the one who needs to go to a different state for an emergency.

Keith: That’s enough, kids. The car’s here to pick up your Daddy.

The three kids wail louder to the point Shiro drags Lance outside of the porch because he wouldn’t let go of his leg. It takes more than 20 minutes but finally Shiro was able to leave and that leaves Keith and the kids.

First night was horrible. Lance and Pidge were Shiro’s charge and now that he’s gone, Keith had to do it himself. All three have separate bedrooms, so he first went to Pidge’s.

Keith: Alright, cupcake. Time for bed. *tucks her in*
Pidge: Aren’t you going to teach me the different bones of the body?
Keith: What?
Pidge: Daddy Shiro would always tell me which bone is here *points at her arms* and here *points at her thighs* and here *points at her fingers*
Keith: Oh, well, um… Pidge. I don’t really remember. But this is the femur.
Pidge: No, Daddy Keith! That’s the patella.
Keith: *sighs* It’s been such a long while. Do you think you could give me a day and we’ll try again tomorrow night?
Pidge: *pouts* Okay. 
Keith: Sorry, love. I’ll do better tomorrow I promise. *kisses her goodnight*

Keith had no idea Shiro taught their daughter such advance things. He feels bad about it because now Pidge prolly thinks he’s pretty stupid. So off he went to Lance’s room hoping he wasn’t going to teach this boy parts of the hair.

Keith: Lance, what’s wrong, buddy? *sits on the bed*
Lance: You’re not Daddy Shiro. *grumbles as he’s already in bed*
Keith: *sighs* You’re right. I’m not. 
Lance: I want Daddy Shiro. He’d play pirates with me before going to bed.
Keith: I could play pirates with you?
Lance: No. You can’t play pirates. You don’t know how. Daddy Shiro does.
Keith: *sighs* Look, Lance. I know you want Daddy Shiro back but he’s not here. He’ll be back soon. I know everyone’s affected that he’s away but you have to work with me here, okay? You’re not the only one upset that he’s gone. I want him back too but I can’t do anything about it. I’m sorry I’m not worthy to play pirates with you but perhaps we could do something different instead.
Lance: I’m sorry. I just miss him.
Keith: *smiles weakly* Me, too. And he just left this morning.
Lance: *laughs* I’ll try to think of something for tomorrow, Daddy Keith.
Keith: Yes, I’d appreciate that. Goodnight. *kisses him goodnight*

Honestly Keith feels like Hunk is the only normal kid in this house. LMAO So when he goes to Hunk’s room, his lil favourite is already tucked in bed and he’s holding out a story book about a princess and a dragon.

Keith: Hey, ready for your bedtime story?
Hunk: *nods* I want you to read this for me!
Keith: *smiles as he sits on the bed* Of course, anything for my baby.

Keith reads the book using different voices and he would sometimes even do some actions just for Hunk because he loves seeing those little brown eyes sparkle with so much joy whenever he does. This is why Hunk is his fave, he doesn’t demand much from him and all the time Hunk would just cuddle up with him while asking questions about the story. So sue him for spoiling Hunk.

The following day, Keith came prepared. He got all the bones memorized just for Pidge and Lance said he wanted them to be wizards so he’s got the Harry Potter story line and some spells ready. It all turned out better than the first night and Keith was happy telling Shiro all about it over the phone.

One night on their 5th day without Shiro, Pidge was having a nightmare and Keith went to her bedroom to see her crying. He didn’t know how to calm her down and he didn’t want the two boys to be woken up either. So he brought her to the master bedroom. Apparently, she misses her Daddy Shiro so Keith tells her about some things they love about him. Like how Shiro would sing pop songs while cooking pancakes, how he doesn’t know the song to Barney unlike Keith does. Pidge laughs because it was true. Suddenly, Lance and Hunk were at the door crying and Keith was surprised. They all miss Daddy Shiro and so now they’re all hugging Daddy Keith since he’s the only big one and he kinda smells like Daddy Shiro, too. So now they’re all in this huge crying fest. 

They all sleep in Keith’s room that night. With Keith at the center surrounded by his kids. He’d tell them about how Shiro and him met or as Lance would like to call “The Start of Something New” and Keith goes “You rewatch High School Musical too much, Lance” and Pidge and Hunk just laugh. Hunk calls it a “sleepover” so they do this every night until the very day that Shiro arrives one early morning and he sees Keith and his kids all cuddled up in their bed, sleeping peacefully.

You bet your butt Shiro took a photo of that adorable scene in front of him. 

Another Stark (8) ~ Avengers x Child Reader

To say things changed for (Y/N) and Tony, it may have been an understatement. For one, they now lived with four other people that weren’t just robots or AI, it was odd to say the least.

Another thing that was quite strange for the Stark duo, was sharing the others attention. Usually Tony would have the whole day to spend with his daughter, but nowadays he could rarely find her without another one of their “roommates” doing something that was “top secret.” And no he could not take part, as it was “No Dads allowed” or at least according to (Y/N). 

If he was being honest, Tony was a little jealous that (Y/N) was spending all her time with everyone else but would rarely ever give him the time of day. Which is why Steve found Tony sulking in his lab while working on his latest gadget. 

“Shouldn’t you be spending time with (Y/N)?” Steve asked. 

“Why don’t you tell everyone else that, because apparently (Y/N) has decided to go into her teenage phase and ignore her Dad. She probably thinks I’m too old or not cool enough to hang out with” Tony grumbled as he face planted on his work table. 

“Aren’t you taking this a little extreme?” Steve asked with a chuckle. 

“Never. We used to have a schedule for things, and she canceled our movie night to hang out with Thor!” he exclaimed, “I would have guessed Nat, but not Thor.” 

“Well he does have the ability to wield a hammer that brings lightning and storms” remarked Steve, “It’s pretty cool in a sense for anyone.” 

“She’s grown up seeing me invent all sorts of cool things. But she hasn’t ever gotten this excited about anything before.” 

“But that’s the thing Tony, she already knows how amazing you are and doesn’t needed to be reminded of it” Steve said and motioning to the lab for emphasis. “Now that she has more people to spend time with, her curiosity is able to further expand. Isn’t this better than her being sad and alone?” 

Tony groaned in annoyance as he got up from his stool. 

“I really hate it when your right. I’m going to go and see if she wants me to tuck her in, it’s getting pretty late. Night Steve” 

Lethargically, Tony walked around the tower in hopes of spotting (Y/N) because the last time he saw her, she was clinging onto Thor’s leg as they played. But it seemed that no matter which place he went, (Y/N) just wasn’t there, almost as if she was hiding. 

It wasn’t until he reached the kitchen, did he find both (Y/N) and Thor passed out on the floor. With a ridiculous amount of cookie and Pop tart packages littering the floor. 

Without a sound, Tony gently picked (Y/N) up and made his way to her room and tuck her into bed. (Y/N) stirred and blearily looked at her father, “Daddy?” 

“Yes sweetheart?” 

“I’m sorry.” 

“Why are you sorry?” 

“I haven’t been spending time with you anymore. I got so excited about having more friends that I forgot to spend time with my bestest friend” (Y/N) whispered tiredly. 

“It’s okay. Sometimes I forget that you’re still pretty young and want to have friends to play with” Tony said. 

“Do you think I could spend time with you in the lab tomorrow?” she asked,  as she struggled to keep her eyes open. 

“Sure. We can even work on your robot if you want.” 

When they finally made it to (Y/N)’s room, she had already fallen fast asleep, clinging to his shirt. With a kiss to her forehead, Tony tucked her in and went back to his room. 

But neither was aware of the pair of eyes that had been watching them the entire time.

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A promising new POT from Tinder

I never would have thought tinder was a good place to meet POTs, but with SA feeling so salty and disappointing lately, I thought it was worth a shot. I matched with a 46 year old man who owns a medical device company. His bio was well-written and included “kink-friendly.” To me, it read as someone who would be at least open-minded about a nontraditional relationship. 

We’ve been chatting for a couple of days and I’m SO proud of myself for how skillfully I’m working him. Without explicitly using the words “sugar baby” or “sugar daddy,” I have gotten him on board with what is ostensibly a sugar arrangement. Of course, it’s mostly talk at this point so I remain cautious and skeptical, but in the past 24 hours we’ve made real progress:

  • He asked me if I’ve ever used the cash app. I said I could download it, but Venmo is easier for me. He downloaded Venmo. 
  • He asked “Do you like coffee?” I said “Yes! I’m addicted.” He said “Let me treat you to coffee tomorrow,” and Venmo’d me $20. 

My strategy:

I decided to take a sly approach, rather than say straight up “I want a sugar daddy.” A risk, because it could be a total waste of time. But when I matched with this guy, I just had a feeling I could play my cards right. 

As we’ve been chatting, I’ve been getting inside his head to understand what he likes (he’s kinky and dominant, he likes playing a supportive and nurturing role, he loves to feel in control). Meanwhile, I’ve essentially positioned my own submissiveness as inherently tied to my “fetish” for being spoiled and spent on. This makes the exchange of money seem less like a transaction, and more like a deeply arousing element of a genuine sexual and intellectual connection. (Of course, it’s still a transaction. But in his mind, the more he spends on me, the more it turns me on. It’s foreplay.) 

Here I should note that I am genuinely a sub in bed, and enjoy sex the most with someone who is dominant, confident. I would not recommend this approach to someone who isn’t comfortable with that dynamic. 

Anyway – I feel like a genius for this strategy. I’ve positioned my sexual arousal as inherently tied to the amount that is spent on me and how spoiled I feel. No man wants to feel like he’s being used for money, but every man wants to feel like he has to power to get his girl uncontrollably turned on. 

°Imagine with Kozik based on the song Home by Blue October

WARNING: Mention of drug abuse

I’ll smile if I want to 
I’m not afraid, gonna flaunt it too
What a glow when you’re living true


Kozik entered his home, the sound of laughter and the pitter patter of little feet running around filling the living room.


“Mommy, Mommy! Daddy’s home!”

His children ran to the entrance way, clinging to his legs.

He laughed, picking them both up in each arm, “Hey my little monsters!”

They both growled and roared before busting out into a fit of giggles.

Y/N, his beautiful wife, came from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dish towel.

She looked exhausted, but still managed to give him the brightest smile. “Hey baby.”

Kozik leaned his head between the twins, laying a kiss on his wife’s luscious lips. “Mhmm, hey yourself.”

The kids gagged and ‘ewwed’ at the display of affection. Y/N rolled her eyes, tickling their sides.

He placed them back down on the floor; their four year old little feet taking them back into the living room.

Y/N went back to the kitchen, where she was cooking dinner. She began stiring something in a pot before glancing at him.

He leaned against the door frame, licking his lips as a large smile formed.

“What are you all smiley for?” Y/N asked, grinning herself.

Like dancing in the kitchen in the pale moonlight
Only care in the world is that our kids are all right
Daddy loves momma and momma loves him
Tomorrow we get to do it over again


Kozik approached his wife, taking the wooden spoon from her hand and setting it on the counter.

“Kozik, what are you-”

He pulled her to the middle of the kitchen, holding her to him.
Even though Beauty and the Beast was playing on the tv, and it was a kids movie they could still hear the music in the kitchen. Kozik wanted to take the opportunity to dance with his wife.

She rested her head on his shoulder, her body shaking in laughter as he danced around the kitchen.

The atmosphere changed as she looked back up at him. The love radiated from her just like the first time when they met.

He slowed to a mere sway, really looking at her.

Her smiled faded to a soft grin when she realized that he was taking in her every feature.

He did this every now and again as if this would be the last time he’d ever see her.

“I love you, Gorgeous.” He said, when he refocused on her eyes.

She put her arms around his shoulders, her fingers running through the back of his hair.

“I love you too, Herman.”


“Mommy’s gonna get cooties!”

The kids yelled just as Kozik was about to lay one on his wife.

They both laughed and pulled apart.

“You little monsters better run! Daddy’s gonna get ya!”

Kozik stuck out his arms and walked like Frankenstein making the kids scream and take off running.

But baby, I lie awake and I watch you sleeping 
thinking its the little things that make a home


Kozik was the best Dad. He bathed and read to the kids before putting them to bed. Which gave his wife some free time to herself.

Y/N sighed as she got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her and grabbing another to dry her hair with.

She made quick work of her nightly routine so she could have some quiet alone time with Kozik before konking out.

She hung up her towel, walking into the bedroom naked. Kozik watched, admiring her body. You could tell that she had twins, she had stretch marks and even some cellulite, and Kozik didn’t mind one bit.

She held herself with the same sexy confidence as she had since day one. Kozik got out of bed and walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her middle.

She looked up from her task of finding a night shirt and panties.

“You are awfully lovey dovey today.” She said, looking at their reflections in the mirror.

He kissed the outer shell of her ear, “It’s just little things that I’ve been noticing. Feels like I’ve been taking advantage of you.”

She tilted her head to the side as his lips kissed their way down her neck. “Just want you to know that I love you and appreciate you, baby.”

She hummed, closing her eyes, “You can appreciate me all you want if this is the treatment that I’m going to get.”

Kozik laughed, spinning her around and lifting her onto his shoulder.

Briefly she kicked her legs but stopped once he laid a smack to her behind. He took her to bed, flipping her back over.

He jumped on top of her, nestling between her legs and attacking her breasts with nips and licks.

Soft laughter and moans filled the room as they began what would be 2 rounds of love making.

We found 
Our home
Something we can build for years

The young
And old
I’ll be there to wipe your tears

We all get to see
Who we grow up to be
And anchor when in doubt
An ocean when in drought

We aim for it all
We lift of these walls
To make this house our home

Kozik laid awake, stroking his wife’s side, thinking of all the shit they’d been through. She’d told him her side and to hear her words; it tore him up inside.

When they first met, Kozik was in a dark, dangerous place. Addicted to drugs and women. Once he started to get to know Y/N, he went to rehab, but he kept it all a secret.

She knew nothing of the demons that tormented him.

It was one night that he was suppose to show up and take her out that she realized what he was truly fighting.

She knew from the get go that he was a Son and helping with the gun running. She was worried when he didn’t text or call, thinking the worst.

Going over to his apartment, she knocked not getting an answer. She had to pick the lock to get in.

Of course, he doesn’t even remember any of this seeing that he was unresponsive at the time.

She told him, that when she found him in the floor of the bedroom, he looked as if he were dead. His chest barely moved, his lips and around his eyes turning a purplish blue.

As she neared him, she saw the needle sticking from his vein and the tourniquet in his hand. She pulled the needle from his arm, putting pressure on it to stop the bleeding.

Calling 911, the operator being very helpful, walked her through the proper procedure until the ambulance arrived.

He woke up, his eyes dry, a breathing tube down his throat, making him gag.

Hearing a gasp, he looked to his right. He began to claw at his throat wanting the tube out.

“Kozik, don’t! Let me get the doctor.” She said.

He began to have a sever panic attack, still not understanding what had happened. He was hyperventilating and shaking.

She grabbed his face, leaning in close, “Herman Kozik, stop it before you hurt yourself!” She demanded, her voice firm.

She’d never spoken to him that way.

The heart monitor began to slow down, the nurses and doctor coming in to remove everything and check his vitals.

“Ma'am, you’re going to have to leave.” A nurse said.

Kozik grunted, holding her hand in a bruising grip. The nurse shrugged, not in the mood to argue.


After the tube was removed, Kozik sat in the hospital bed in a zombie like state.

Y/N stayed, not really saying much or even looking at him, but she was there to help.

The doctor told him to go to rehab but he refused, claiming they were a bunch of quacks.

“I’ll take him to my place. He won’t be alone what so ever.”

He heard parts of the conversation between Y/N and the doctor.

Kozik was released into Y/N’s care the next day.


The first night spent at Y/N’s home was painful. Yes, he was still in withdrawl, but him needing that fix was making him a righteous asshole.

They wound up arguing, but she wasn’t giving into him the way he wanted and that just added more fuel to his fire.

“No, Kozik. I. Said. No!”

He wanted just a drop of alcohol, just something to ease the pain.

He took one of her hard back books and threw it across the room.

“Give me a goddamn drink!” He bellowed.

She had the balls to get up in his face, “No!” She yelled, then lowered her tone.

“You throw or destory something else in my house again and your ass will be on this floor with a bullet in it.”

To this day, the way her voice dropped, scared the piss out of him.

While she was cooking them dinner, he sat against the wall, shaking with the chills and sweating.

You would think with him being in a medically induced comma that he’d go through the DT’s, but no, that wasn’t the case.

He was being punished and it was embarrassing for her to see him this way; at his most lowest point.


The next few days were hard, but the last day is when the tears and sadness started.

Another argument broke out, this ending in Y/N crying.

“Don’t you get it!? You fucking flat lined…TWICE, Kozik! Once in the ambulance and in the hospital. I was there for both!” She collapsed onto the couch.

Seeing her this way, made him realize that this was a type of love he’d never had or would never find again.

She put up with him, even after finding him pumped full of heroin.

No one else cared enough.

He squatted down in front of her, crying himself.

“I’m s- sorry, baby.”

She wiped her eyes, looking like she was ready to give up.

He begged and would continue to.

“Please, don’t leave me…. I can’t do this alone. I tried,” He broke down, burying his head in her lap, his arms going around her.

“I tried so fucking hard!”

They both needed this, the stress of it all finally coming to a head.

With a bit of a struggle, she pulled him up to her to lay his head in the crook of her neck.

They both shook with sobs, wetting each others shirts.

She said the words first though and never forget the feeling that it put through him.

“I love you, Kozik. I don’t want you to die. I never want to find you like that again.” She squeezed him as he cried harder.


“Kozik?” Y/N had rolled over, looking worried.

He jerked his head down at her, not knowing that she was awake.


She placed a hand on his stubbled cheek.

“You okay?”

Everything that they’d been through and she was still here.

Still loving him no matter what life threw at them.

They had a home, 2 beautiful kids and each other.

He leaned down, kissing her so slowly that it felt like he was stealing her breath.

“I’m better than okay, baby.”

He showed her one last time just how okay he was with her in his life.

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To Stay (Luke Hemmings)



lol this has been in my drafts for a while, so why tf not

You stared into the innocent blue eyes that made you feel like home. They were so beautiful and hypnotizing. He giggled and it made you smile. There was only one thing missing: him.

The man who left you because he couldn’t handle it. He made you feel like him being there was too much of an obligation, and that he had to see you, not that he wanted to. That’s what made it a hell of a lot easier to talk to him about. Then you never saw him after that.

“Mommy!” the little boy laughed.

“Andrew!” You leaned down and kissed your three-year-old’s forehead, then started to tickle him.

“Mommy, stop! Please!”

“Will you give me kisses?”

“Yes! Yes!” You stopped moving your fingers and placed your head into his neck and kissed him over and over again. “Mama!”

“I love you, Andrew.”

“I love you, Mommy.” He pouted his little lips. Jesus Christ, I wish you didn’t look so much like him.

How about some spaghetti for dinner, Love Bug?” You changed the subject so you could stop thinking about him. Your boy nodded his head.

“With– With the red sauce and the meat?”

“Of course,”

You were draining the pasta and putting the utensils and plates on the table when you heard Andrew ask: “Where is daddy?” You froze.

“Why do you ask that, lovey?”

“I saw him on TV yesterday.”


“On a show Lacey was watching,” Lacey was your neighbor who babysat regularly. Makes sense, he was performing on a talk show yesterday. You never denied to tell him who his father was, you always showed him pictures and videos, played their music for him. You didn’t want to go out tonight because they were in town and their concert was tomorrow night. You knew one of the others would contact you, offering tickets to the show, they always did, yet you never went. You couldn’t face any of them, knowing you would have to face him

“Daddy’s–” You were cut off by a knock on the door. You walked to the door with your son trailing behind you. You turned the knob, surprised to see what was on the other side of the door.

“Daddy!” Andrew screamed, running past you and into the man’s arms. “Daddy, I missed you!”

The man laughed and held to boy tighter, “That’s funny, ‘cause the last time I saw you, you were in Mommy’s tummy.”

You cleared your throat, “Andy, it’s time to eat dinner. Would you like to join us?”

“I would love to,” He smiled. He stepped inside your house, it felt like he was somehow breaking something. You felt like he shouldn’t be here, like he brought something that was not good.

You lead him to the kitchen and sat down an extra place for your son’s father. You set both of their plates, each being exactly alike in uncanny ways. The plate piled with pasta (almost too much), with a little bit of sauce, and four meatballs. 

“Y/N, how have you been?” the man asked you.

“Fine, and you?”

“I’m doing great, the band’s doing well.”

The rest of the dinner was you spent in silence and the two boys talking to each other. 

Andy was already in his pajamas before dinner, so all you had to do was clean his face, brush his teeth, and put him to bed.

“Love Bug, time for bed,” you said in a quiet voice. 

“Can I help?” your ex asked hesitantly.

“Sure,” You three went upstairs, he watched as you helped Andrew brush his teeth, then he helped read his book, then he sung him goodnight.

“I love you, Mommy and Daddy.” Andrew said as his eyelids started to bat closed.

“I love you, buddy.” He smiled and kissed his son’s forehead.

“Goodnight, Buggy,” you said and rubbed his tummy over the blanket.

You and the blonde walked out of your son’s room, closing the door behind you. You walked towards your room, and he followed you. 

“Why are you here?” you asked as calmly as you could.

“Because I wanted to see my son.”

“After three years?”

“Yes! I missed three years of my son’s life, why can I not come back to see him?”

“Why? You wanna know why? You left me five months pregnant and you never even tried to contact me after that. You missed your son’s birth. You missed his first birthday. His first words. His first steps. Now tell me why now?” You were seething.

“Because I was afraid!”

“Oh, cut the bullshit, Luke!” You knew you couldn’t hold it in anymore when you said his name. “Just stop! I hate you! I hate you for leaving me! I hate you for leaving us! I hate you for missing everything! I hate you for cutting all contact with me! I hate you for not even telling me why you left! I hate you because of who you are: a lying, uncommitted bastard who thinks they can come back and everything will be fine. Well guess what? It won’t be!” Tears were pouring down your face at this point. You were broken. “I loved you, Luke. Why’d you leave me?”

“I’m sorry!” He was making his frustrated face.

“But you’re not!” You scoffed and tried to walk away, but he grabbed your wrist and kissed you on the lips. You were frozen, not being able to move. On one hand, you were disgusted with yourself for letting himself kiss, or even touch, you. On the other, you were reminiscing in the fact that the love of your life was back, and that you were in his arms. Your mind shifted, you pushed him away. “What the fuck?”

“Just… I’m back, and I’m planning to stay.” He said before swallowing you in a hug.


Family {2}

Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Swearing? None?….I don’t know. Cute Daddy! Jensen

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Here we go, second part. I still can’t believe Lucky is back guys…..but I have to thank all of you. Love you all! Enjoy!

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Exo reaction when their kid is making a scene in public just cause they want a little brother/sister

Sehun:*trying to bribe the kid with something else instead of a sister* What about that toy? is that toy good enough to make you stop crying?look it cries and pees like a baby would do! why don’t you want the doll?

Kai: I promise you that mommy and daddy will make you a little brother. Not one but two, so you would have with who to play. Does that sound good to you?

Tao:*after he promised to his little girl that she will have a little sister*

Kid:I want tomorrow to play with her, that;s why I bought two dolls not one.

Kyungsoo: Wife: Don’t worry baby mommy promise you that you’re gonna have a little brother soon!

How soon do you mean?

Chanyeol: Wife: Stop crying sweety, mommy and daddy will try to give a little sister so you won’t feel lonely anymore, pink promise.

Oh yeah we will try hard baby!! don’t worry!

Chen:*suggestive eyebrow move* Do you want him to stop crying? 

Baekhyun:*finds it amusing how his wife is trying to make the kid to stop crying*

Lay: *the kid started to cry like his life depended on it*Come on little guy, stop crying, daddy doesn’t like it when you cry……I can’t focus when he is crying like that…..babe come here and help me cause I can’t see him crying

Suho: Wife: Isn’t that right daddy? we will give her a little brother so she should stop crying *suggestive wink*

*can not control his embarrassed laughter* Yes we will, we will.

Kris:*kids gets to excited when he tells her that she will have a brother just like she wants*  Are you that excited about this? no more crying?

Luhan: How about we will hang out more at uncle xiumin;s house so you can play with his little kid? does that sounds good to you?

Xiumin:*after he hears why the kid was crying* 

Bucky Barnes smut drabble

5.“Come sit on Daddy’s lap" Bucky

You got this y/n don’t worry, he’s said countless times he wants this. Fixing my outfit in the bathroom I took one last look in the mirror before putting on a show for Bucky. I had teased Bucky all day that I had a surprise for him and that he was going to get it in the bedroom. Me in a school girl outfit. I knew that was one of his biggest fantasies and tonight he’s going to be able fuck me while wearing it. Slowly opening the door I spot him sitting on the edge of the bed. His head popped up when he heard my high heals.

“Damn” Bucky licked his lips “Come sit on Daddy’s lap” I more than willingly sat down, my legs draped over his lap.

“Do you like what you see daddy?” I bit my lip as I played it the collar of my barely buttoned shirt.

“Yes baby girl you look so fucking pure, I can’t wait to ruin you” he whispered in my ear as his metal arm ran up and down my thigh.

“I want you to fuck me hard daddy, so hard I won’t be able to walk tomorrow. Can you do that for me?” I asked as I unbuttoned my shirt until my bare breast were exposed.

“Oh baby girl your wish is my command” Bucky placed me on the edge of the bed. He pulled himself out of his sweats. Soon I felt him hike up my skirt and ripping my thong off before punishing himself in me.

“DADDY” I screamed as he was fucking me at an unruly pace.

“That’s it baby girl take my cock, you like when daddy fucks you with his cock” Bucky growled as he kept slapping my ass.

“YESS daddy I love it when you fuck me with your big cock, keep fucking meeeee -AHHH daddy can I please cum, I need to cum” I screamed as I tried holding my orgasm back

“Yes, you’ve been a good girl. Cum all over daddy’s cock” Bucky relied not holding back.

“DADDY ! ! ! ! AHHHHHH ! ! ! ” I came so hard on Bucky’s cock

“BABY GIRL ! ! !” Bucky came shortly after. Bucky pulled out and tucked himself back in his sweats as I just laid on the bed. He pulled me up against his chest when he laid on the bed.

“Thank you baby girl for doing this for me”

“You know I would do anything for you daddy” I extended my neck while he bent down and kissed before falling asleep.

Daddy Harry Chapter 99

You were fixing Daisy’s hat, when you felt something cold hit your back. You spin around and see Harry with an innocent look. “Excuse you.” You say. “Excuse me for what?” He says with a little smirk. “That snowball that you just threw at me.” You say. “I did no such thing.” He smirks. “Oh, really, so a huge ass snowball just fell from the sky hitting me in the back?” You ask him. “Pretty much.” He smirks. “Oh, that’s it!” You say leaning down and grabbing some snow. Harry gasps and starts running away. “Baby Styles clan get Mummy!” He smirks hiding behind them. “Why?” Noah giggles shaking his head. “Because she’s going to hit me with a snowball!” Harry says. Emery and Noah gasp. “Mummy why do dat that mean!” Emery says. “He hit me first!” You groan. “Did not! It fell from the sky remember!” He smirks. “Snowballs no do dat!” Emery says looking at him. “Snow does, but no snowballs.” She says. “And it no nice to lie!” Noah adds. “Ya Daddy!” Emery says. Harry groans. “Okay, okay, fine I threw it!” He groans. The kids both gasp. “Dat mean we get hit Daddy with them!” Emery smirks. “What why?” He groans. “Cause you hit our Mummy and den lie about it!” Noah smirks. “The kid makes a good point.” You smirk. “Oh, fine. You can throw them at me, but the catch is can you actually hit me?” He smirks. “Ya!” Emery smirks leaning down and gathering her snow to make a snowball. She goes to throw it at him, but Harry smirks running the other direction. Emery groans. “No fair Daddy!” Emery shouts. “Hey! You just said to throw them at me, you didn’t say I had to stay in the same place!” He smirks. “Dat Cheating!” Emery groans. “Ya.” Noah says chasing after Harry with a snowball. “Ahh!” Harry laughs running away from him. Daisy stares wide eye at her older brother and sister and her father playing in the snow having a snowball fight. It didn’t take long before the kids jump on to Harry and he goes down to the ground. You giggle walking over. “Thanks babies!” You smirk. “Now, for your victory, would you like to head inside and have some hot chocolate?” You smile. “Wif whippy cream?” Noah gasps. “And chocolatey syrup?” Emery asks. “Well, of course.” You giggle. They shout excitedly before pushing up off of Harry and running into the house. You giggle looking down at Harry. “At least I still have one sweet kid.” He laughs staring up at little Daisy. She stares at him drooling. He laughs getting. “My ass freezing.” He groans wiping any snow that was stuck to his bum. You giggle. “Well, maybe you should where warmer clothes since you know we’re out in the cold snow.” you smirk. “Hey! I am!” He says. You laugh shaking your head. “Come on.” You say. “Here let me take my baby!” Harry smirks taking Daisy from you. She makes a babbling noise before yawning. “I think someone is sleepy.” He smiles. “Don’t worry, love, after our hot chocolate, we can have snuggle time.” he smiles. She yawns again before laying her head on his shoulder. “Wet’s go slow pokes!” Emery shouts from standing outside the door. You both laugh walking inside. Harry gets the kids snow clothes off and hung up to dry in the mudroom, while you make the hot chocolate. 

After Harry brings the kids down in their warm PJs and him changing as well, you bring the hot chocolate over to the couch. “Yummy!” Emery giggles taking her little mug. “So, yummy!” Noah giggles. “Be careful in case it’s too hot.” Harry says. “I made their’s first, so they would be cooled off a bit before they came down.” You smile. Harry smiles kissing your head. “You think of everything, love, best Mum in the world.” He smiles. “Ya! Best Mumma!” Emery smiles. “Ya! Best Mummy eva!” Noah giggles. “Well, thank you.” You smile taking a sip of your hot chocolate. Harry smiles sipping his as he holds a sleeping Daisy. After everyone finishes their drinks, the kids yawn cuddling up together. You smile getting up and grabbing a blanket for them. “Tank ya.” They yawn. “No problem.” You smile kissing their heads. You take the empty mugs to the kitchen and put them into the dishwasher. You walk back over sitting next to Harry and baby Daisy. “Today was fun.” You smile. “It was. I love spending time with the kids and they love the snow.” He smiles. “Of course I don’t know what kids don’t like the snow.” He laughs softly. “We had some good times in the snow.” You smile. “We did.” He laughs. “We made awesome snow angels.” He laughs. “We did. Of course, mine were always better because I was much better at getting up and not messing them up unlike you.” You laugh. “Hey! It was harder then one would think.” He says. “Uh, huh.” You giggle. He laughs kissing your head. You smile cuddling up to him and kissing him quickly. “I love you.” You whisper. “I love you.” He smiles. Daisy squirms a bit and babbles quietly in his arms. Harry smiles widely at her. “She’s so precious.” he whispers. You smile grabbing her little hand. “She is. I love her so much.” You whisper. “Same here.” He smiles. You both just sort of stare down at Daisy smiling widely, while Emery sighs watching the both of you. 

You were cooking dinner, while Harry was playing with Daisy. “Emery!” You smile. “Want to come help me?” you ask. “No.” You say. “I play.” She says playing with her dolls. “Okay.” You sigh. Once you were finished with dinner, you all sit down to eat and Harry smiles placing Daisy into her high chair. Emery sighs. “Daddy help me into my chair?” she asks. “You’re a big girl, you know how to do it.” He smiles. She sighs climbing into her chair. You place the kids plates in front of them before handing Harry is and you sitting down. You notice Emery picking at her food. “You okay?” You ask her. “No feel too good.” She whispers. “Oh.” You say checking her head. “Does your tummy hurt?” You ask. She shakes her head. “You don’t feel like you have a fever.” You say. “Maybe you’re just tired from today.” You say. “Eat a little something and then you can take a bath and head to bed.” You say. “Daddy do it?” She asks. “I’m giving Noah his bath tonight.” Harry says. “Oh.” She sighs looking down. “I can give Noah his bath.” You say. “No!” Noah whines. “I mean, I wan Daddy give me baf!” Noah says. “It kay. Mummy can give me bath.” She whispers taking a small bite of her food. You nod and clean up after everyone is finished eating. “Emery ready for your bath?” You ask. She nods reaching up for you. You pick her up carrying her to the bathroom. You get everything ready and help her in the tub. She picks up one of her toys, but she doesn’t really play with it.“ Are you still feeling sick?” You ask her. “A Wittle.” She whispers. “Want to tell me what is bothering you?” You ask. She sighs. “Do you think Daddy loves Daisy more then me now?” She whispers. “Of course, not. Daddy loves you three all the same. Why would you think that?” You ask. “Cause he always play with her and carry her and he always cuddle with her.” She sniffles. “He use to do that with me too, but not no more. No as much.” She whispers looking down. “Oh, honey.” you sigh. “That doesn’t mean Daddy doesn’t love you or that he loves Daisy more. It’s just that Daisy is a little baby and she can’t do things on her own like you can, so Daddy has to help her out more.” You say as you start washing her hair. “I get dat, but why he no cuddle or play with me like use too.” She sniffles. “I love tea parties and playing pretties with Daddy.” She whispers sadly. “I know that you do. You just need to ask him to play with you. Maybe tomorrow?” You ask. “But he play with Daisy.” She pouts. “You don’t know that. How about after your bath, you ask him.” You smile. She sighs. “I try.” She whispers. “But hey, I want you to know that your Daddy loves you very much. He always has.” You whisper. She smiles a bit. “I love you Mummy.” She whispers. “I love you too.” You smile finishing up her bath. You help her dry off and take her to her room. “Why don’t you go and pick out your jammies and I’ll come in  a bit and help you.” You say. She nods running to her room. You walk into the other bathroom, where Harry was with Noah. “Harry.” You say. “Come here.” you say. “What’s wrong?” he asks. “If you have plans tomorrow, you’re canceling them.” you say. “Okay.” He says confused. “Why?” He asks. “You’ll find out soon enough.” You say. “Now, go finish Noah’s bath.” You say walking away. Harry looks at you confused before heading back into the bathroom. Once Emery was all dressed for bed, she waited for Harry to come tuck her in. “Daddy!” She smiles. “Wan have tea party and play pretties morrow?” She asks. “Um, yeah we can do that and Daisy can join. Won’t that be fun?” He smiles. She sighs. “Ya.” She sighs sadly. “What’s wrong? Still feeling sick?” he asks. “No, jus tired.” She whispers. “Okay, well get some sleep, love.” he smiles kissing her head. “Night, baby I love you.” he whispers. “Wuv Daddy.” She whispers. He smiles before heading to leave and turning out the light. Emery sniffles once he leaves gripping onto her bear as she cries herself to sleep.

BABY “I want to play football with daddy ..”
H “No, baby! Now Dad plays with the big boys. Then, tomorrow we go to the park and play football together ..”
BABY “No I said today!”
H “Do you want make daddy cry, baby?”
BABY “And then I cry!”
H “I have already pointed out how our son looks like you?”