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was talking about stepbro!rafe with indy ( @hanasnx ) who brought up a very valuable point and well, inspired this post.
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before the two of you have explored your attraction to eachother, rafe acts like a real brother. just one that pushes the boundaries too far. he’ll come into your room unannounced, bored— plucking things off your shelf and asking stupid questions before coming to lean on your bed, conversing with you. he’ll ask you stuff like “so are you a virgin?” and you’ll all but clutch your pearls and send him away, wondering why he’d wanna know such a thing.
he’d also just straight up bully you, which gives you every mixed feeling imaginable. annoy him just a little bit, and he’ll wrestle you onto his bed, pinning your arms to your chest, practically laying his weight on you. “m’gonna spit in your mouth.” he threats as you thrash, yelling for ward. “yeah? yell for dad, he’s not home.” he’s stifling a laugh. you hate when he calls ward dad like you’re related.
“get off me!” you try once more, hating everything about it. from the way he was treating you from the way your cunt throbbed because of it.
“nah, open up.” he grabs your jaw, and from pure primal instinct, the subconscious nagging in your brain, you let your mouth open just a little, jaw just a little slack. his reaction is instant and you’re filled with regret, his lip twitching up and squinting his eyes in faux disgust. “oh you like that? you just— yeah don’t fuckin’ deny it i felt you open that shit up.” he accuses, tilting his head— still not letting you evade his grip as you squirm, lip trembling in embarrassment, eyes aglaze.
he’s smirking, panting in this sick kinda hyena like way as he stares down at you. “oh you’re real weird lil sis. you wanted me to spit in your mouth. didn’t you?”
that’s when you start stuttering and stammering out excuses, trying not to cry — not like he’d care if you did. “i—i just— i was confused because you tell me i should always listen to my big brother n’i just— it was instinct!”
“instinct… huh, okay…” he ponders for a moment before he leans back in, slowly this time… more calm. he pries your jaw back open, his mouth so close to yours that you can feel his hot breath on the roof of your open mouth. just when you think he’s about to actually do it, he leans back with a simple smile— shutting your mouth and patting your cheek. “gotta grow a backbone, y’know. you were really gonna just roll over n’take it because someone told you to?” he tuts, finally letting you go and pushing back up onto his knees, freeing you. “just tryna help you grow. alright?”
you don’t even move for a few seconds, still disheveled on his bed— and he pretends not to see the dark wet patch in your pyjama shorts, for both of your sake. you pretend you’re not a bit disappointed. when you sit up, he’s back to his old self and you gaze up at him curiously, wondering what switched him.
“n’stop looking at me like that, jesus. cut that slut shit out… n’get out of my room already.” he’s nonchalant, nodding to his door in gesture. you say nothing, and when you leave you hear him lock his door.
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— CW: 18+. Smut. Dad!Anakin (Stepcest/Fauxcest) dddne. Exhibitionism. Dirty Talk. Mentions of breeding.
— a/n: hehehe.
Dad!Anakin fucks you in the tiny bathroom of a gas station, pressing your chest against the sticky wall and stepping over nasty, scrunched toilet paper. He covers your mouth with one hand as his hips move agonizingly slow, dragging his cock and bullying your tight walls just the way he likes.
"Shh, shh— keep it down babygirl, you don't want to get Dad in trouble. Right?" You try to shake your head but his left hand leaves your lower back for a moment to grab you by the roots of your hair and force you to nod. He gasps in feigned surprise. "Oh, is that so? I thought you loved your Dad... you truly are an ungrateful little bitch."
Anakin grunts, his hairy thighs slapping against yours as your slick coats his dick. It's sloppy and obscene, just like everything he does. He crooks your neck to bite your cheek playfully, enjoying the little yelps and emotions that run through your body. Anakin loves you. He loves his little girl more than anything else in this world.
"Wouldn't it be funny if I get you pregnant at a fucking gas station?"
#𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 anya writes!#dad!anakin#dad!anakin skywalker#anakin skywalker smut#anakin skywalker x reader#anakin skywalker x reader smut#tw stepcest#tw fauxcest#tw dark content#dead dove do not eat
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will i probably make a longer fic….yeah. until then. i’ll put it here.
cw: shinso/shota/reader , a lil fauxcest, a lil daddy kink
your previous ask has my head spinning. it’s just something about shota taking care of his good girl while also trying to show his bratty successor how to fuck you properly. and yeah, i headcannon shin’ as more dominant, but put him around shota and he’s nothing but a mouthy nuisance just like katsuki.
“so noisy, aren’t ya…that’s what gets you off, fuckin’ a retired hero.” he’s grinning in your face, thumbing at your tears as sho’ is absolutely going to town on your poor pussy. skin clapping against skin echos around the room and you’re too fuzzy to even respond.
“too dumb to speak huh?”
“hitoshi,” shota’s voice, loud and clear as he slows his hips, “i’d pay attention if i were you, last i checked this was a learning moment.”
shinso rolled his eyes, maybe at the older man, definitely at the way you were pushing your hips back for more.
“you make it seem like i don’t know how to fuck her. it doesn’t take much to make her babble.”
shota nodded, reaching forward to grab a fistful of your hair, arching your back and making your stare directly at shinso.
“tell big brother shinso who fucks you the best, doll. who makes you feel good.”
he sent a painfully deep thrust into your core, making you cry out, “you! you do daddy!”
😵💫😵💫😵💫okay i’ll shut up
hitoshi rolls his eyes even harder when he sees your legs start to shake yet again. the fifth time, to be exact. you must really be something pathetic, he thinks, if this old man can make you cum like a fucking whore with barely any work. he hasn’t fucked you yet, but if this was any indication, hitoshi guessed he’d have you falling apart on his cock in no time.
“…daddy, ‘m gonna-!”
“that’s it, honey. don’t stop. let it all out and don’t stop….”
this took me out so fucking bad y’all. i’m not gonna recover.
#on fridays we share with the class#aizawa shouta#aizawa shota#shinsou hitoshi#shinso Hitoshi#aizawa smut#shinsou smut#aizawa x reader#shinsou x reader#x reader#f!reader#tw daddy kink#tw dark content#tw fauxcest#🔪#💖#🍬#faves#aizawa faves#shinsou faves
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18+ fauxcest/stepcest. dead dove do not eat. fingering. age gap. dubcon. borderline cheating.
– a/n: long time no see ;PP. remember, if you don't like it... don't read it.
"Mr. Shelby— please—" You choke, squeezing your thighs together. His large hand gropes your thigh, tracing his calloused fingertips down your knee. Thomas is marvelous with the softness of your skin— perhaps is the purity that still reigns in your blood, or the youthful nature of a beautiful lady.
"That's not how I asked you to call me, is it?" Tommy whispers, leaning down. His chapped lips brush over your earlobe, rising shivers down your spine. "What's the matter, doll? Cat got your tongue?
"I'm sorry… Dad."
The word rolls off your tongue like a bitter reminder of the twisted relationship you never asked for— yet, you bask yourself in. You never reject a gift, or a vacation or a whole new wardrobe. Thomas Shelby was the man who walked into your life— and your mother's— when you needed him the most; so, what kind of daughter would deny such a simple request?
"Much better," Tommy kisses your forehead, which is the most affectionate thing you've ever seen him do. The same hand that caresses your knee lifts the heavy skirts of your dress, reaching between your thighs to tease your center. "Haven't I taken good care of you, darling?" You nod weakly, because that's the only thing your foggy brain can muster right now. Every thought is blurred to a thick mist when he slides a finger in, static buzzing in your eardrums as Tommy's breath hitches at the quiet squelch of your walls accommodating his digit. Your hands tighten on the armrests of his office chair— perhaps sneaking into his office was a bad idea.
"Yes, yes you have."
"What do we say?" Thomas urges, sticking a second finger, successfully punching the air out of your poor lungs. His wrist bends as he speeds up, using his free hand to unbuckle his belt.
"Thank you, Dad."
#— ✏️ anya writes!#— 🚬 thomas shelby!#tw fauxcest#tw stepcest#tw dubcon#thomas shelby smut#thomas shelby x y/n#thomas shelby x you#thomas shelby x reader smut#thomas shelby x reader#tommy shelby x y/n#tommy selby x reader#tommy shelby smut
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i’m so glad that someone (you) understands how i feel about the “dad” thing. it’s one of those things i want to write but don’t for some reason, perhaps just because i don’t get around to drafting it…. the thought of “dad” bkg/kiri/aizawa has crossed my mind far too many times.
- bunny 🖤
I swear it gets me gushing in the best way <3
Bkg
he's your step dad, and fuck if he doesn't take his role seriously. gives you a curfew- spanks you when you miss it- scares the shit out of your would be boyfriends, and tells you "no one can love you like Daddy can, kiddo." the first time y'all fuck he demands you call him dad just to make his cock twitch and his balls ache
Kiri
literally is just a friend of the family, friends with your real dad actually to the point where he calls you his kid when y'all are out. is the designated driver to pick you up when you've been partying and when he sees you dancing all over some douche bag he loses it. throws you over his shoulder, one massive hand on your ass as he tells you "you're gonna learn how to be good, even if I have to fuck this lesson into you."
Aizawa
the first time it slipped and you called him dad after hero training, all the blood rushed to his cock. "what was that baby girl?" he cages you against the way, pressing close enough that you can feel the effect your words have on him. "Why don't you try calling me that again when I"m inside you?"
#aizawa x reader#kirishima smut#kirishima x reader#aizawa smut#bakugou katsuki#bakugou x reader#bakugou smut#tw dark content#tw dc#tw fauxcest#tw incest#tw daddy issues
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i need to be someone's gross older sister. i need to be a pervy girlfailure older sister who makes you sit on her lap and stares at your tits.
#tw fauxcest#does anyone need an older sister who does trigonometry all day for fun and gropes you#t4t nsft#butch nsft#trans nsft#queer nsft
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imagining i have a hot stepbro who makes me practice kissing on him even when i squirm and tell him its wrong, and he calls me mean names and makes me do it anyway, especially when i struggle.
it ends up with his tongue down my throat and me trying to push him away but hes on T so hes a lot stronger than me :(( and i just give in and let him violate my mouth :((
him using me to experiment with kissing and making out and biting hickeys and touching me inappropriately because no one else wants him, and im his little bro, and hes been so horny on T that he can't control himself around me because im petite and curvy and easy to pressure and manhandle :((
and i make a fuss every time but it makes me dripping wet whenever he holds me down and tells me to "quit fighting, it's not like we're blood related"
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Sunshine!Reader just adores rafe. like i imagine she’s a friend of sarah who has always had a crush on her cool older brother, following him around and watching his every move cs she’s so obsessed with him x rafe who is nonchalant at his very core & basically just ignores her presence even when she’s practically hanging off his arm & living in his skin. “Why is it that everytime i turn around, you’re there?” he just raises his eyebrow at her. “i’m not your friend, kid.” - 🍄
no bc im salivating …….. hang on let me cook
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sunshine!reader who’s always at the cameron home because her home life is bad— more specifically, daddy issues !! it’s a wonder how you’re so sweet n happy toward the people around you when you’re being treated so poorly!
you follow rafe around like a lost puppy, because duh — his nonchalance hurts you in all the right ways that just makes you crave his attention more, a product of your bad relationship with your father. you’re over at tannyhill more and more, increasingly without sarah being there as she starts a life with the pogues— but you don’t mind, happy anywhere as long as you’re not at home.
“are you goin’ anywhere today rafe? can i come?” you seemingly pop out of nowhere in the kitchen, startling him as he closes the fridge— clutching his chest for effect.
“jesus, why is it everytime i turn around you’re there? ‘you ever go n’hang around at your own house or what?” he busies himself, carrying a carton of juice in one hand and moving you out the way with the other as he passes.
“i prefer to be here! hanging out with you!” you chirp and he stops in the doorway, turning to look at you.
“kid, i’m not your friend. a’ight?” he drawls before heading out, the same time his father is entering the room. ward sends you a sympathetic look before he’s trailing after rafe.
“son you gotta be nice to the girl. i didn’t raise you like that.” he nags, speeding up to walk in time with the younger man.
“why? she’s practically living rent free here, should be able to talk to her how i want.” rafe complains, uncapping the carton and taking a swig.
“her home life, it’s not great.” he lowers his voice, swivelling his head round to make sure you weren’t lurking. “she’s — she’s sarah’s friend. i’m taking pity on her, think her dad doesn’t treat her all too well.” he rambles and rafes movements slow to stop, eyes trailing up to meet his fathers, suddenly attentive.
“huh.” he speaks, sinister intrigue occupying his gaze which his father barely picked up on. he continued speaking but rafe had heard all he needed to hear, concocting ways to use this to his advantage.
the opportunity presented itself sooner than he was expecting once he’d got you backed up against the wall in the hallway a few days later, practically pinning you there.
“you— you know it’s time you start respecting me if you wanna be hangin’ out around here. especially now my dads on his trip. i’m older than you, the man of the house now and — and that means you answer to me.” he drawls, quiet and intimate— so close his breath warms your face as you blink up at him.
“i do listen to you rafe.” you chime, losing a little bit of pep in your step under his intimidating gaze. you knew something was up, but you couldn’t help but melt — finally feeling like rafe gave a shit about you. that he was going to save you.
“wanna see you actin’ like it from now on… you know i realised,” his finger comes to his temple, lightly tapping. “you’re missin’ something. someone to guide you. an authority figure… ‘nd it must be your lucky day ‘cus i can be just that. you’ll… be in good hands.” he now drags his finger lightly down the side of your face, scooping round to beneath your chin to lift it.
“i thought you said you didn’t wanna be my friend.” you whisper, eyes flickering between his mouth and his eyes, the proximity tempting.
“didn’t say we would be friends… i was thinking something a little more… hands on.” his drops his voice to a mere whisper, hovering his lips right over yours. you give in to the urge, craning up and pressing your lips against his, which he lets slide for maybe two seconds — before drawing back and slapping you, grabbing your jaw instantly to bring your gaze back.
you gasp, tears springing to your eyes, usual smile wiped from your expression even more so now. “you don’t… you don’t do that without my permission. alright? i said you answer to me now.” he grits his teeth, squeezing your jaw just a little harder making your brows furrow in fear.
he ends up not being too mean on you, especially when you’re later cumming around his cock, the oldest cameron forcing you to call him ‘dad’ whilst you do so.
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I want Dad!Anakin/Stepdad!Anakin to get me pregnant and force me to say the child isn't mine and that he adopted a baby because people can't know he got his daughter pregnant.
and the baby will grow up thinking im his big sister.
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late night yan dad bf!aizawa & ‘big bro’ shinso dreams….
shota brushes and flosses your teeth every night because you’re just too little to handle such a big task without daddy’s help. he inspects your mouth most of the time just to be sure he’s gotten his angel all squeaky clean. sometimes he lets big brother ‘toshi inspect your mouth, especially if daddy’s not home to brush your teeth for you. if you’re lucky, ‘toshi will let you hold the toothbrush like a big girl, all by yourself…. but you excitedly dread the nights that daddy’s not home because ‘toshi’s “inspections” are a lot more like him fingering your mouth until you’re a drooly, whiny, hot-faced mess.
‘toshi doesn’t get a lot of opportunities to take care of his dumb baby sister, so he makes the most of every second that daddy’s not home.
#aged up characters#look i know we were talking abt izu but this is immediately where my mind went#also shinso being ‘big bro’ while actually being younger than reader will always make me feel a certain type of way so here we are#x reader#tw yandere#tw daddy kink#tw age play#tw fauxcest#aizawa shouta#shinsou hitoshi
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Broke: i have a boyfriend
Woke: I'm collared
Bespoke: I have a brother
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