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meyecy · 1 year

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hii!! its the same anon who sent the ask abt your ocs earlier. the one who expressed interest in ur art + ocs. can i get more info on your cool oc aurellion? (sorry if i misspelled their name!!) they just seem very neat! i love their color pallette.

YES!! YES!!!! sorry i have to go to work in 20 minutes but as far as the party knows right now:

Relle, full name Princess Aurellion de Icasaracht, is the youngest daughter of Queen Alaine de Icasaracht who seems to have run away from home some time ago. Three months prior to the start of the campaign, she met Rowan (my friend marley's oc), a hunter, out in the tundras of Icewind Dale and started following him around.

She joined the Bannerguard Guild and has been working under them for some time now, though most of what she's been doing has been going out on hunts with Rowan while researching for her own goals.

Relle is the only viable candidate to be Vessel to the Frostmaiden, the goddess of Winter, and is seeking out certain corrupted shrines along with Rowan (and, now unfortunately drafted into this mess, the rest of the party) to cleanse them for her own goals and needs.

she's also a 14 year old chronically ill sorcerer who has issues with basically every other divine-aligned party member so you can imagine the level of stress she's under. she's my special littol pwincess (derogatory) though. i really did come to my DM with this concept like hey you know your rime of the frostmaiden worldbuilding? OUR rime of the frostmaiden worldbuilding.

#aurellion #one thing about me is i LOVE fantasy politics and divine bullshit.#i was like hey dm can i be a noble bcos i didnt wanna show my whole ass and he was like oh baby girl can be a littol pwincess if u want.#her mom is also a major villain and she has some complicated little strings of fate and drama tied to at least 5 other party members.

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tteokdoroki · 9 months

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☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. baby talk.

about. you know how people raise their voices all high and squeal, and pout through their words when they talk to babies?…yeah? well imagine that with your husband, katsuki.

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact ! sfw, fluff, baby talking (lots of w’s involved), cutesy speech, baby doesn’t have a name, new parents, reader is referred to as mommy, fem!reader, girl dad + pro hero!bakugou, uncle!deku.

you’ve always known your husband, bakugou, to be slightly rough around the edges. being the man that he is, and witnessing first hand every struggle he’s ever gone through, it’s hard to imagine him without his hardened outer shell. your katsuki has stood on the brink of death more than once — testing, fighting it… all while facing a world that saw him as good for nothing and evil.

how could you expect a man like that to be anything other than defensive, brash and bold? katsuki bakugou can be a little harsh, a little too mean at times but that’s never deterred you from giving him all the love he thinks he doesn’t deserve. you’d give him all the stars in the sky if you could, and he would give you the universe in turn.

he was far from cookie cutter perfect, yet, even with his bumps and sharp edges, katsuki tried to love you and let you in. still, you’d never thought you’d see the day when all of the blonde’s roughness, his bared fangs and callous tongue all melted away for another human being aside from you.

for your darling baby girl.

“who’s my ‘eepy lil’ girl? you are! yeah. you are, sweetheart. oh, what’s that? big yawn for daddy?” the blonde coos with a sunshine smile that lights up the entirety of his well-aged face. you’re still young, for parents of a eight month old but even you can see the way that his hair is slightly silvered at his undercut that’s growing out and there are finer lines under ruby framed eyes (the late nights and early starts are probably the reason for that).

still, with all of this, and even with your genetics throwing a spanner in the works — your daughter is the spitting image of bakugou and he loves her. he loves her pale blonde curls, big bambi red eyes and her all the parts about her that remind him of you.

pulling her from her crib to settle her on his hip, the bigger bakugou rubs the sleep from her eyes as she wakes up from her nap. “so freakin’ cute.” he hums, licking his thumb to wipe over the traces of tears on her cheeks.

ever since she was born, earlier and around spring time, bakugou has been absolutely obsessed with the tiny human version of him you'd blessed him with. he’ll be the first one up at the crack of dawn when she cries for her breakfast, he’s happy to carry around her dynamight themed baby bag and always apologises to you when you have to change her explosive diapers (or he just does it for you.).

baby dynamight goes everywhere with her daddy, she’d be on patrols if you’d let bakugou take her on them too. she’s absolutely spoiled as well, with more clothes and toys and itty bitty little shoes a baby of her age would need despite how often you tell your husband that she’ll just grow out everything. perhaps your little girl is more spoiled than you — not that you mind, because it only means you get to witness adorable moments like these each and every day.

“katsuki, she’s supposed to be lying down.” you remind him gently, stepping past the threshold of the nursery to be by his side. your daughter instantly reaches out to curl three of her tiny fingers around your index, drooling in content between both of her parents.

bakugou looks down at you with a distraught pout. “yeah… but she woke up cryin’ f’me so i came to check on my sweepy wittol pwincess.” you giggle at how high pitched katsuki makes his voice when he talks about your daughter, baby-talking her whilst waving her tiny little hand at you. “say hi to momma, sweet girl. say hi!”

the mini bakugou tucked into his bulky arms lets out an excited squeal — though she’s quickly distracted by mapping her hands up and down the squiggly lines (tattoos) on daddy’s arms.

“exactly,” you press, grabbing an uravity themed spit up cloth from the diaper station behind you moth. carefully, you mop up the drool tracks baby dynamight leaves on katsuki before dabbing at her chin as well. “we’re trying to get her to learn how to go back to sleep on her own. which means?”

“leavin’ her to cry until she falls back to sleep….”

“which is why?”

bakugou’s shoulders sag in defeat. you know how much he hates leaving her to cry, it’s been difficult for him to adjust to not just picking her up whenever she needs or he wants to. “you invited stupid deku over ‘n daddy has to have stupid drinks with his big stupid broccoli head, ain’t that right gorgeous?” your baby grins with her gums again and bakugou blows a raspberry at her. “oh yeah? yes it is! look at that pretty girl smilin’, just like momma.”

you know he’s trying to butter you up for more time with her — you’re a sucker for the father-daughter bond they have already, you fear that you might melt if you look at the two of them together any longer. they’re a sight for sore eyes, the two loves of your life cuddled up with each other, baby bakugou’s pudgy cheek resting on katsuki’s warm chest (no doubt lulling her back to sleep).

“katsuki please,” you plead weakly, ready to give up on being the rain on this baby parade so you can scoop your little girl up and shower her with kisses. “we have guests and she needs to go back to sleep. or she’ll be up in the middle of the night.”

the elder blonde can’t help the proud smile that illuminates his face as he watches his two girls together — the way you fiddle with her baby grow to make sure she’s cosy. “s’okay, daddy’ll wake up for you, won’t he?” bakugou sways from side to side, toying with all the tiny features on your daughter before catching your exasperated look. “alright, fine. back to sleep we go princess. don’t mind mommy, she’s jus’ bein’ meanie who won’t let me show you off.”

there’s a tender moment, where time stands still, while katsuki lowers his pride and joy back into her crib — fighting back what are probably tears as she clings onto every part of him, looking up at him with her matching big beautiful ruby eyes. he feels as though he’s looking into a mirror that reflects not only him but parts of you as well.

“night night princess, goodnight! daddy loves ya—“

said moment is lost when izuku stops by the nursery on his way back down stairs from the bathroom. “wait, kacchan baby-talks?”

“of course i do nerd!” bakugou’s head whips up faster than the speed of sound, and you have to refrain from laughing at how fast he goes from soft and tender father to deku’s public enemy number one. “she’s my fuckin’—” the blonde pauses after receiving a warning glance from you. no cursing in front of the baby. “freakin’ kid!”

the number one raises his hands in surrender, sheepish laughter spilling out of him. “relax kacchan! i was only teasing.”

“tease my ass! you go ‘nd have a kid with your partner ‘n see what it turns you into — in fact, ‘m surprised you don’t have a whole litter already. what with the way you two are fuckin’.”

“oh that’s rich coming from you, kacchan. you guys literally conceived at my family barbecue last year!”

“well you fucked on my desk. my desk. so it’s only right that we—!”

while the boys bicker, you make quick work of ensuring your daughter is safely tucked in and her pacifier is popped into her mouth just in case she wakes up again and needs to soothe herself. stroking back her peach fuzz curls, you press a kiss to the soft membrane of her skull and pull back with a wistful grin while she drifts off to sleep again. her unfairly long lashes flutter against your hand, mostly inherited from her father.

“alright boys, that’s enough!” you whisper yell, hands still on the bar of the crib to make “don’t you see that she’s sleeping again? we wouldn’t wanna wake her up, right?”

katsuki pouts. “you’re right, sorry, sweetness.”

midoriya nods along agreeably, taking a peek at his sleeping niece from the doorway.“right! otherwise we’d have to send daddy back in there to save baby girl’s day. he can’t resist his pwecious gwirl.”

“i said shut the fuck up, izuku!” your husband snarls, cheeks burning fire truck red.

“yes daddy!” izuku bats his eyelashes at him.

“i’ll kill you, nerd.”

“i’d like to see you try, daddy!”

“boys!”

you do try your best to intercept, but your daughter beats you to it — waking up with a fresh set of tears and a wail so loud it has two big, burly pro heroes baby-talking her in an attempt to get her right back to sleep.

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goldenamaranthe-blog · 1 month

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Kid Vaggie 4: Unsung Lullaby

Request for angst. Why angst? Why do people want to have their feelings hurt? Why? Also, this is LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG.

Charlie: (cradling Kid Vaggie in her arms as she carries the little angel to bed) Alright, sweetie. It's bedtime.

Kid Vaggie: (shakes her head violently and clings to Charlie's jacket lapels) No!

Charlie: Vaggie, it's bedtime. You need to get your sleep so you can grow up big and strong.

Kid Vaggie: (shakes slightly) No. Something bad is gonna happen.

Charlie: (pulls back the covers and sets Vaggie down gently) Sweetheart, nothing bad is going to happen to you here. This hotel is officially the safest place in Hell. Nothing, and I mean nnnnnothing- (boops Vaggie's nose)

Kid Vaggie: (giggles slightly and curls up under the blankets to get away from the onslaught)

Charlie: -Is going to get you.

Kid Vaggie: (snuggles in and yawns) Pwomise?

Charlie: (heart pulses painfully) I promise. (kisses Vaggie's forehead and heads to the door) Good night, Vaggie.

Kid Vaggie: Goodnight, Pwincess. (blushes and hides half of her face under the covers) . .. .. I wuv you...

Charlie: (clutches her chest and pinches her legs together as her ovaries throb like ticking time-bombs) I love you too, hun. (closes the door and walks down the hall while pulling at her hair) Note to self: As SOON as Vaggie is back to her normal self, get a spell from dad to make babies.

Kid Vaggie: (nestles in and falls asleep)

*-*-*zZzzzZz*-*-*zZzzzZz*-*-*

-Screams fill the air as the smell of burning tires, smoke, and blood course through the streets of Hell. Angelic Devils with grey and black wings soar through the skies and between buildings as they spray the blood of sinners across alleys and buildings.-

Kid Vaggie: (eyes snap open at the sound of a particularly blood curdling scream, and she looks around at the chaos)

Exorcist: (rips her spear out of Angel Dust's mouth and throat)

Kid Vaggie: Angle Bust!!!

Husker: (leaps forward with a tiger's roar and his claws extended)

Exorcist: (grabs Husker and uses her spear to skin him alive before completely ripping his spine out of his back)

Kid Vaggie: Husk!!! (looks around and sees the rest of the Hotel's occupants' corpses laying on the dead grass filled front lawn of the establishment)

Alastor: (sawed in half with his antlers ripped off)

Cherri: (exploded from the hips up)

Niffty: (pieces replaced with bug parts and scuttling across the ground from an angelic steel knife lodged in her spinal chord to keep her moving)

Lucifer: (tied by the ankles at the top of the hotel, his wings billowing limply in the breeze from being completely shattered like a flag)

Kid Vaggie: (crying and is about to puke when another scream fills the air. She looks and sees the Exorcist holding Charlie up by the throat) CHARWIE!!!!

Exorcist: (looks over to Vaggie and throws Charlie in the air)

Charlie: (gets skewered on the sharp nose of Dazzle's statue)

Exorcist: (to Kid Vaggie) ......Go. Run. (turns to look at the carnage) ........*sob*

Kid Vaggie: (suddenly sees the same spear the Exorcist has in her hands and scrambles to run away. Lungs are on fire as she sprints through the streets and down an alley) NO!!! NO!!!NONONO!!!

-Feathered Wing Flapping Fills the Alley-

Kid Vaggie: (turns around and sees the Exorcist, shakily bringing her own spear up as tears stream down her cheek)

Exorcist: (stands silently before taking off her mask, revealing Vaggie's older face) What did you do?

Kid Vaggie: (suddenly wearing Exorcist clothes) I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!!! YOU DID THAT!!! (scene shifts, and suddenly she's the one staring down a cannibal child cowering against the wall)

Cannibal Child: (crying) I didn't do anyhting wrong.... Please, don't kill me...

Kid/Vaggie: (lowers spear) Go. Run.

Cannibal Child: (sprints away)

Kid Vaggie: (looks down at her fully grown self in horror and suddenly feels excruciating pain in her left eye socket) AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Exorcist/Vaggie: You were weak. (grabs Kid Vaggie's wings and rips them off)

Kid Vaggie: (screams and cries before panting in pain and staring at her older double. The older woman is split in half down the middle to share the visage of a woman with short, white hair and blood smear everywhere)

Lute/Vaggie: You don't deserve Heaven. / (crying) You don't deserve Happiness.

Kid Vaggie: (world slowly fading to black as the Exorcist turns and leaves)

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Angel: (sees Charlie walk into the bar) Woooooof! Don't you look a special kinda way. I take it that Baby Fever ain't breakin' anytime soon?

Charlie: (pouts) Is it that obvious????

Angel: Please, Toots. (waves a hand in front of his nose) I can smell the ovulation process comin' off ya.

Lucifer: (sparkles in his eyes as he digs into his inner jacket pocket) Do you need the baby potion?!

Charlie: NOT YET!!! VAGGIE IS STILL A KID!!! (pauses) .....Wait, you just keep a bottle of that on hand?

Lucifer: .........Full transparency. I've been keeping it ever since you were with what's-his-nuts in case you needed it. What was his name? Fredrick's boy.

Charlie: (covers her mouth at the thought of carrying her ex-boyfriend's child) Dad, I never intended on having kids with Seviathan.

Lucifer: THANK THE STARS TOO!!!! Boy was a little fuckwit.

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Charlie: (turns to the staircase and sprints up the stairs three-four at a time) VAGGIE???!?!?!

Hazbins: (all scramble out of their seats and sprint after Charlie)

Charlie: (bursts into her and Vaggie's room and sprints to the bed to hold the thrashing child tight) Vaggie, sweetie, what's wrong?!

Kid Vaggie: NO!!! NO!!! NO-NO-NO!!!! (stops thrashing as Charlie's scent fills her nose and stares up into worried eyes) Charwie?

Charlie: Yeah, sweetie, what happened? (pets Vaggie's hair, wincing at how badly the child is shaking)

Kid Vaggie: (breaks out into a new wave of tears and sobbing wails as she holds Charlie tight) Exowcists! *hic-hic* Evewyone gone! My fault!

Charlie: (holds Vaggie tighter) Shhhhhh! Shhh-shhhh-shhhh! It's okay, Vaggie. The Exorcists are gone. They're not here anymore. They can't hurt you or anyone else here. Nothing is your fault. (turns to the rest of the group motions for some help)

Hazbins: (all standing in the doorway slowly shuffle in to make a giant hug pile)

Angel: No one blames you for nothin', kid.

Husker: For a fierce little psycho, you've never hurt any of us. (massages the skin patches where Vaggie took out some clumps of fur) Not entirely.

Cherri: You're a great guardian angel for the Hotel, kiddo.

Niffty: You do such a good job helping me kill all the roaches in the basement!

Lucifer: (finishes off the hug pile by engulfing everyone in his wings) You're more angelic than any of those Exorcists, little dove. Nothing that happened is your fault.

Alastor: (watching silently from the doorway)

Charlie: (tears filling her eyes as she gently rocks Vaggie and sings a quiet lullaby)

Kid Vaggie: *sniff-sniff* (looks up at everyone around her and calms down, nestling into Charlie's chest and falling asleep) Wuv... you... guys.... ZzzzZzzZZz.....

Bonus:

Hazbins: (clutch their hearts simultaneously) Fuck....

Charlie: (still holding a sleeping Vaggie) Not so funny when it's you, is it?

Lucifer: Charlie, please tell me you want that potion as soon as she's back to normal. I need a little demon-angel grandbaby.

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sissy-tyler · 10 months

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Today was the day; Sissy Graduation! Today was the day when dozens of wayward men officially completed their sissy-training and graduated as full-blown sissy, baby girls. Sissy Jacquelyn, formerly Jack, was one of this class’ hardest men to break, but once broke she became not only a model student and graduated top of her class, she also became one of the proudest sissies you’d ever meet.

As all the sissies scurried around the meeting area excited to finally get reintroduced to their former wives, now mommies, Jacquelyn spotted her mommy and hurriedly waddled over to her. Her mommy, Stella, gasped, taken aback by just what they had turned her former husband into, and she was overjoyed by it.

Stella embraced the little sissy in a loving hug as Jacquelyn made the cutest whimpering sounds she’d ever heard. Never did she think her husband would be excited to see her, let alone so excited that he’d start making whimpering sounds. She took a step back to analyze her sissy; pigtails, dress, tights, and all. She loved how cute, innocent, and pathetic Jack looked, and she intended on keeping him this way.

Stella heard footsteps behind her and before she could look back there was a quick, loud snap that immediately made Sissy Jacquelyn stand at attention. Stella, with her mouth agape, identified that it was one of the sissy school’s mistresses. Stella was dumbfounded; Jack was always hotheaded and didn’t take orders well, yet with the snap of her fingers this mistress had gotten him to stand at attention.

Stella took a breathe in order to ask the mistress how she was able to keep such control over Jack, but before she could get the words out the mistress spoke, “Sissy Jaquelyn,” her voice was stern, “You know what to tell your mommy.”

Jacquelyn swayed her hips back and forth as her dress danced, she looked embarrassed and sad, but finally said, “Mommy, I sowwy fow da way I tweated you when I was a man. It was such a good idea fow you to send me to da sissy schoow whewre I been wearning how to be a weawwy good girl. I pwomise I do better as your sissy!”

Stella was dumbfounded and didn’t know how to reply, so all that squeaked out was, “It…it’s okay baby girl,” followed by an awkward pause.

The mistress took this moment of silence to answer many of Stella’s questions about Jacquelyn, “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Stella, sissy Jacquelyn has talked about you so much. Now, I’m sure you’re quite shocked to see Jack in this state, but I guarantee it will make more sense over time. I can’t get into the nitty-gritty details of how we made her like this, but let’s just say it was a lot of hypnosis and some drug therapy. All you need to know right now is that Jack has been turned into the beautiful, baby girl you paid us to make him into.”

“D-does he like being this way?” Stella asked.

Without missing a beat the mistress pulled out her phone and it looked like she was getting ready to take a picture. Before Stella could ask what she was doing the mistress looked at Jacquelyn and said, “Sissy, pull up your dress for mommy and the camera. We all want to see what a pretty, diapered princess you are!”

Without hesitation Jacquelyn shouted, “I wuv being a diapewed pwincess!”

The subdued sissy clumsily grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up, putting her diaper on display for everyone. Stella, still in disbelief, reached out to feel the diaper. “Say cheese!” The mistress said.

“TEEESE!” Shouted Jacquelyn in reply.

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wittlesissyb4by · 4 months

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Good Cop, Bad Cop

"You okay, hunny?"

*sniff sniff sniff* "Uhn..uh huh!!"

"Awww don't cwy baby! Daddy was pretty rough with you wasn't he?"

*sniffles* *nods*

"Ohhh I know it hurts, baby. Daddy can spank pretty hard huh?"

"Y-y-y-yes Mommyy..." *sniffles*

"But you're not going to be a bad gurl anymore are you?"

"N-no m-m-ma'amm!!"

"I didn't think so. And i'm sorry you had to wear the big plug today, but what Daddy says goes. You understand that, right?"

"Y-yes Mommy..."

"You're not the man of the house anymore, are you?"

"N-no..."

"Nooo, not anymore! He wears the pants! What is it you wear, dear?"

"D-diapers..."

"Diapers! That's right. Cause you're Mommy's baybee gurl!"

*smiles* "Mhmm..."

"Hehehe you're starting to like your diapers, aren't you?"

"...Y-yes Mommy..."

"This is where you belong, isn't it?"

"Yes Mommy!"

"You're not gonna fight it anymore, are you? You're not gonna make Daddy have to spank you again?"

"N-no Mommy! No fighting!"

"That's a good gurl! You're being so good! You used your diaper real good today didn't you??"

"Yes Mommy! All the messes! Pee pee and poo poo's!"

"Well...not all the messes..." *places hand between his legs.*

*gasp*

*squeezes the crotch* "You want Mommy to rub it?"

"Mhmm!!"

"You gonna tell me what a pretty pampered princess you are?" *crinkle crinkle*

"Mmmm! I'm a pwetty pink pwincess!!"

*crinkle crinkle crinkle* "You like your diapers, baby?"

"Yes Mommy! I wuv my diapurrs!"

"I love it when you wet and mess them." *crinkle crinkle* "You know that right? I love seeing how much power I have over you! I own you!"

"Yes Mommy...I'm your baybee gurll!"

"You arrre! You are! My little cucky too!"

"Yes Ma'am! I luv you and Daddy both!"

"Daddy gets to fuck my pussy. What do you get to fuck, cuck?"

"Pissy pampers, Mommy! I hump pissy pampurrs!!"

"That's right hunnyy!!" *pats bottom* "How's your plug?"

"Big, Mommy! It's weally big!"

"How does it make you feel?"

"...-f-full Mommy..."

"Like you got a big full diaper?"

"Mhmm!!"

"Awww! Perfect!!"

"Nnngghh"

"Heheheh, what's the matter?? Why you getting all quaky?"

"I'm...i'm gonna...I'm gonna..."

"You gonna make a goo goo?"

*nods* "Mhmmm!!"

"D'awww! Look at you! Squirming like a sissy! You gonna cum in your diaper?"

"Y-yes Mommy!! Yes!!"

"Cum in your diaper baby. Just like a little bitch. I wanna hear your girly moans!"

"Unhhh!! Ahhh!! OhhohOHHOHHoh!! I'm cumming Mommy! I'm making a goo goo0oo0oo"

....

"Was that good, hunny? Did you enjoy that?"

"Yes Mommy."

*peeks inside* "Oh my, you made quite the mess in there!"

"Y-yea..."

"You keep being a good girl and you'll get to make lots of goo goo's. Only in your goodnites of course..."

"Yes Mommy..."

*pats bottom* "Now waddle back in there to Daddy, tell him you're sorry, and give him some suckies. I want you to get him ready for me. All of this has gotten Mommy very worked up!"

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soft-pwincess · 4 months

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if im so sweet why do you like making me cry? is it because of how easy it is ♡ if im so soft why does making it hurt get you harder? is it because i beg you not to ♡

#pwincess #ow daddy that hurts #thinking about getting overstimmed and babied for it #😵‍💫

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marvelfanfics1 · 11 months

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Baby - Daddy Brucy, call the Green Guy, I wanna pway pwincess with him!

Daddy Brucy - Baby that's not how it works...I need to get angry

Baby - Then be angwy 😑

Daddy Brucy - .....

I love big green bean! He is so amazing!

- Makayla 💜

#bruce banner #daddy!bruce x little!reader #little!reader #little reader

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warspbunny · 27 days

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"Did you really not do the project work you were supposed to do,little girl?" Daddie asks as he drags me into the living room. He pulls me into the middle of the couches,on my feet and rubs his temples "you know how important this is to you,right?"

I roll my eyes and scoffs "yeah yeah" i flop down on the couch,sitting and crossing my legs,my phone already in my hand as i reply messages from friends. Daddy looks at me,surprised and pissed at my audacity. He definitely didn't tell me to sit so who gave me the order. He steps over to me and drags my phone from my hands

"HEY! my phone" i frown "who told you to sit while I'm talking to you?" I roll my eyes and a hot slap landed right across my face. Daddie slapped me,i thought as i held my right cheek,my kitty warming up with little juices. He grabbed my face and turned it "i asked you.. who told you to sit the fuck down?"

Loving the treatment and knowing daddie was probably loving it too,i frown and brought out my tongue,showing my brattiness,dismissing questions again. Daddie let's go of me,my tongus retreating into my mouth, and slaps me hard again on my left cheek. This time,harder,if that was possible. My cheek stinged and it hurts so bad. As tears gather my eyes so did my kitty warm up more and soak my panties even more.

I started crying. I always loved when daddie made me cry. It felt so good. So refreshing and so hot. It showed his authority and power. It showed my disposal towards him and with my panties being wet right now,it showed daddie how much i love his slaps on my face. But the next part i love the most.

"I'm sorry,baby" he said and i felt a knot in my womb. A flood was brewing between my legs and my womb was knotting. "Come here sweetie" Daddie said as he sat down and pulled me in,assisting me as i climbed and sat on his legs. Sitting down,i felt his bulge. He liked this. Such a pervert. I rest my head on his shoulders and sniffles "You're so mean,daddie" i sit up straight and hit him on his chest causing him to chuckle with a little bit of sadness on his face

"You were being such a bratty little girl. Daddie had to remind you who you were and who i was. Even though daddie doesn't like hitting you and making you cry"

"You're such a big liar daddie. Your cockie is hard amd pressing against my pwincess parts,so you definitely like it" i say as i clean my eyes,pouting

"Hmmmm~" Daddy sits up,adjusting,causing me to rest on his chest and causing my butt to shoot out behind me,raising my gown up and showing a little bit of my baby blue panites. I yelp softly as daddie right hand finds his way to my butt and his left arm around my waist,probably to hold me down if i was to struggle "D-d-daddie,what are you doing?"

"You say i like it" he moves his hand under my butt and brushes softly,with his fingers,against my soaked panties. I blush and bury my face against his shoulders "but who's the one with a really really soaked up baby panites?" he chortles "ish nut soaked up! And i no like it!!" I whine as i fall deeper and deeper into little space "really,baby?" he rubs gently against my hole,my panties still on "you really don't like it?" "No,d-daddie" "i see,honey. Well daddie doesn't believe you.. why don't you prove to daddie you don't like it and don't cum,huh?" My eyes widen at what he just said. My wetness grew even more and as my clit hardens,he scoffs,causing me to blush cause i knew he knew i just grew wetter with what he said.

He continued rubbing on my hole causing me to squirm on his lap. He moves his hand further in and presses gently on my clit. He begins rubbing it in circles,gently,just like daddie knew i liked it. Then back and forth and side ways. He continued this for a while. Occasionally finding his way and rubbing circles on my hole. It had always been so easy to squirt with clitoral stimulation ever since i met daddie. And seeing as he knew what to do and how to do it, I feel my kitty open up and i knew i was close to squirting my panties and soaking up daddie's Jean trousers.

"D-addie stop" "awwwn why princess?" I jolted as his words and voices ran through my body and towards my kitty. I begin panting heavily as i knew I'd squirt very soon "don't you want to prove your big strong daddie how strong his little baby girl is?" He said as he rubs on it harder in the same directions. I let out moans,squirming and biting on daddies shoulder softly,covering it in saliva. "I thought you wanted to prove daddie wrong and show him how strong you were. Are you giving up,my little girl? Are you showing daddie he's much more stronger than you are, once he has your tight" he moves his mouth closer to my ear,causing me to leak a little bit of squirt "fuck" i moan against his shoulder "little.. baby pussy in.."

Letting out a loud moan,aching my back and interrupting his words,i squirted. Soaking up myself and my daddie's. He lets out a low laugh as he watches me in all my glory. My tongue out and my eyes at the back of my head. I pant and flop completely against him. "F-fuck" i grunt. He laughs,rubs on my back and kisses my neck "you didn't prove daddie wrong but you sure did a good job at proving daddie you'll always be a pathetic little thing once he touches your pretty little body and baby pussy"

"Shut up,daddie" *i lean back and folds my arm,pouting and blushing while looking away. He raises his hand to my face and caress it,causing me to melt and rest my face against his hand. His hands smelling deeply of my own juices "you know,we aren't done yet,honey" "w-what do i have to d-do,daddie?" He raises his hips and thrust lightly against me. "Oh" i blush "mhm~ get down baby" he spoke and i got off of him and knelt in front of him. He spreads his legs open and i avert my eyes in embarrassment seeing my own squirt all over his trousers and the couch.

"Come on,baby. Don't keep daddie waiting" he chuckles as he places his elbow on the top of the couch and rests his head on his hand,looking down on me so uninterested. I let out a low moan as my clit hardens slowly again. I move closer to him,still looking at him. Loving the way he looks at me like he doesn't care. Like i don't matter to him. I'm just a cum dumpster. A baby flesh light for his cock and as i unbutton his trouser and zips it down,i can only hope he continues acting non-chalant.....

#short story #daddy's good girl #4geplay #dumb slvt #wet ass pussy #sexstories #cnc k!nk

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I’m curious about Chrissy’s stance in Livvy and Eddie’s ongoing debate about Maggie being their baby considering she literally made Maggie 😂

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“Aw, isn’t she cute?” Eddie asks his oldest while he cradles Maggie over his crossed legs on the bed, watching the infant sleep.

Livvy pauses mid stride from pushing her corn popper across the hallway, her chubby little leg still hanging midair. She glances over at him with big and wary eyes. “Um yes… her so cute.”

“Eddie,” he hears Chrissy sigh as she folds laundry further behind him on the bed. “Don’t get her going.”

Eddie cracks a grin, unable to help himself. “Do you want to come and hold my baby, Livvy?”

The handle to the corn popper falls to the floor with a thump before the toddler scrambles toward him. “No, no Daddy, her my baby!” she exclaims passionately, but still remembers to whisper.

“What? Your baby?” he gasps in feigned astonishment, tucking Maggie closer to him and shuffling back a little. “I don’t know…”

“Yes, yes!” She starts climbing up the side of the bed with conviction. “Her my baby!”

“…Mmm I think she’s my baby.” Eddie says when she makes it to the top, using his knee as leverage to pull herself up.

“No Daddy!” She shakes his shoulder. “My baby!”

He looks over at her before pointing to himself. “Mine?”

“No, no, no, no,” Olivia shakes her head, gently tapping Maggie all swaddled up and then patting her chest firmly. “My baby.”

“But you’re my baby, right?”

“…Yes, your baby.” She bobs her head after thinking it over a moment.

“Maggie’s your sister, so she’s my baby too.”

“Noooooo.” She immediately switches directions from shaking her head up and down to back and forth.

He can hear Chrissy repress a tired laugh. “Eddie, stop, you’re going to push her over the deep end.”

“Okay, okay,” he relents with a light chuckle, lifting Maggie and his free arm up to let Livvy sit in the middle of his folded legs. “You want to hold your baby, Liv?”

“Yes, Daddy, want to hold her,” she replies, settling down, relieved. “Hold my baby.” She gives him a pointed side eye as if to say. And don’t you forget it!

Eddie lowers the little bundle of pink and gold joy down to her sister’s lap, smiling big at how careful and loving Olivia is with her. She immediately melts. “Awwww pwetty, pwetty pwincess.”

“She sure is.” Eddie agrees, feeling Chrissy’s chin on his shoulder and arms wrapping around his torso as she crawls up behind him to watch them together.

It’s the sweetest thing.

“…What about Mama, Livvy?” Eddie asks, peering at Chrissy. “Is she Mama’s baby?”

Olivia whips her head up to look at her with her mouth open. “Um um…yea, yea Mama baby too.”

Eddie gawks at her. “What!?”

“I should hope so.” Chrissy giggles lightly in his ear. “After eighteen hours of labor.”

#old haunts universe #hellcheer #eddie x chrissy #eddissy #munningham #chrissy x eddie #hellcheer fanfiction #hellcheer fanfic #old haunts #anon ask

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