PLEASE dilf!childe or dilf!diluc im starving for them <333
poor anon here is starving for dilf content— and honestly, same.
the lack of older men to take care of sweet things like us is almost criminal, and i think i can fix that :) you have NO idea how long i've been waiting for an ask abt dilfs. i hope this is up to your expectations! feel free to drop another request with more detail. ♡
the older, the wiser ;; dilf!childe , dilf!diluc x gn!reader headcanons
content ;- service doms , size kink , breeding kink , morning sex , slight somno , oral ( chara and reader receiving ) , aftercare
nsfw beneath the cut, minors dni.
have you ever thought about a dilf!childe that likes it a little too much when you say his name? he wants it to come off your tongue like a mantra, repeating and endless as he gives you pleasure just like that. he's whipped for you— and he melts when you call out for him like that. so why can't he just want to hear it all the time? don't worry, nobody else will hear it but him.
what about a tired dilf!childe that simply falls asleep the moment his head hits the pillow? he's been doing a lot for you— all so he can keep you here with him. the work, the chores, the cooking even. so, surely, he of all people deserves a nice reward. and the proper reward is a nice wake up call with your lips around his tip. he won't wake up straight away, but with a little effort, he'll be up and pleased by you so easily.
but really, what takes the cake is our family man dilf!childe. one, two, three siblings younger, perhaps some older too? he's been part of a large family his whole life, and the idea of you with his kids is so... enticing. regardless of whether or not you can carry his children, he'll want to spill himself in your deepest parts. he wants to fill you over and over, making sure that nothing spills out. and if it does? then that's another load in you.
or...
let's change it up a little... with dilf!diluc who dotes over you and spoils you rotten. he will see to it that every wish of yours is fulfilled, and he'll keep you fulfilled. he loves to see your face melt as your lips let out breathy noises— all from his own lips pleasing you. the light scruff of his unshaven jaw only adds to the feelings of pleasure that he can't wait to squeeze out of you.
as he comes back from nightly duties into your arms early in the morn, dilf!diluc finds you a beautiful sight to see especially after a night's worth of trouble. oh, how his heart swells to see you there beside him, in his bed, happy and content. but, surely, you miss him, no? his touch, his kisses, his praises. he will make sure that you wake up to his love, his hands between your thighs as he spreads them apart and tries to wake you with his kiss. and yet despite your sweet sounds as you awaken, he apologizes for being hasty, wanting nothing more than you.
it's expected. the ragnvindr clan should have an heir, no? dilf!diluc definitely thinks so. but he won't impose his own ideals into you— his sweet darling. he wants nothing more than you to want it as much as him— even if you may not be able to birth the next heir. what he loves most is the feeling— the feeling of breeding you full. your warmth enveloping him and milking him for all he's worth. he can see it in his mind. you're begging for his cum, wanting him to spill load after load in you as he thrusts in a slow pace. and just how can he refuse when you're asking him so nicely?
lately i've been thinking about childe... but not just any childe...
but a dilfier childe.. hehe.. dilf childe..
i offer a little thirst... because he's been on my mind.. especially now at 3:30am.
nsfw below the cut, minors dni
mmm so imagine a.. beefed up, stockier childe.. light scruff, fuzzy, y'know? the kind of fuzz that would feel a little scratchy against your face- the good kind of scratchy though..
i don't see dilf!childe as a inherently rough person or anything- i feel like he's mellowed out across the years tbh. so sweet and gentle with you.. he wouldn't dream of wanting to hurt you or anything, he just wants to treat you and spoil you rotten. he's stronger though, and he likes to show it by carrying you up close to him, sweet sloppy little makeouts up against the wall ♡
the type to prolong both of your time together, pleasure and all. dragging out the foreplay for as long as he can, letting his hands roam around you and holding you close- making you feel good. god, i'd do anything to be with him like rn frfr >.< ♡
oh my god he's crazy over you too, how you feel around him and how good you make him feel... he wants you seeing stars and making sure you forget everything else but his name.
also i think it's agreed that when it comes to childe, you can't forget about the breeding kink. i just think he's never going to leave, he wants to be in you all day everyday. sure you're pretty with his cum on your face, in your mouth or wherever— he still thinks the best place to dump his load in is inside you.
soft loving sex, making you breathless, speechless, and definitely very satisfied... i need more dilf childe in my life. the sweet one that wants nothing but your pleasure...
please don't mind my early morning thirsts, it's the demon hours ♡
i was scrolling through the tags, and i got inspired by this. . .
i still haven't finished the quest yet ( but i know what happens </3 sad. ) and i live for dilfs honestly. and to think this would be my first kinda proper-ish genshin smut? something with a dilfy guy from sumeru who had 1 whole quest line.
maybe i should write for npcs more, because mm.. some of the genshin npcs are so... ♡
huffman.. wagner... timaeus started to grow on me lately... and now, jebrael.
anyway, we're kicking this off with some nice things about jebrael and a sweet kind-of-househusband-but-not-really-househusband reader!
p.s this is more of a .. drabble than an actual fic woop
the desert's darling ;; jebrael x male reader
content ;- porn with some plot , nsfw , fluffy things , soft dom jebrael , sub reader , anal sex , size kink , breeding kink / creampie , missionary ( idk positions ) , pet names ( darling )
nsfw below the cut, minors dni.
there isn't much out in the desert, but you've made it quite inviting for travelers alike to come and rest with you. letting them rest off their fatigue in your abode in aaru village. you've met all sorts of people— some students who weren't used to the life there, adventurers who needed a place to stay, some traders from the forest and ciry beyond the walls.
you weren't exactly sent off to live there— but... you chose to.
it was a home unlike any other... even if it was too hot sometimes.
you'd provide sweet drinks, lovely food and a place to stay to any and all who needed it. it sure helped take a load off the village chief and candace— they're more than happy to have your help.
but, amongst the many patrons you'd get, there'd always be some regulars that would come on by... a certain eremite and his daughter. back when they first came by, you were quick to learn jebrael and his daughter, jeht would be common faces.
to say you were enamored was... accurate, but honestly, who wouldn't gawk and stare when there was such a fine man in their house almost every month? you honestly felt like you'd want this man in your house forever.
you'd do everything for them, not even letting them lift a finger. breakfast, lunch and dinner were always prepared everyday. laundry was done and dried, folded up for them once more to bring on their travels. if the journey was rough, who's to say your hands wouldn't work at the knots in his muscled body too?
all in all, jebrael could say you were a perfect host. in fact, it almost felt like he had a sweet wife again. or, husband he should say. archons, he felt like he wanted you more and more with each time he visited.
he wanted you so much.
when night fell upon the desert, he knocked on the room of your door. jeht was fast asleep, he was sure of it. but fortunately you were still awake. always a late sleeper, wanting to make sure your guests were always comfortable before dozing off yourself.
you had a smile on as you welcomed him into your room, one that could make his heart ache, honestly. one that made him want to feel those lips of yours. but he didn't mean to make it drop when he suddenly brought up something about payment.
payment? why would he ever have to pay you? you never wanted to take anything of his, nor would you ever accept it.
clearly he had a different idea on how to pay you.
it just clicked when he stopped calling you by name, only coming in closer, softly calling you " darling " with that huskiness in his voice.
and you crumbled and caved.
and that's how you ended up on his lap, lips pushed together in a fervent kiss. he was much bigger than you, he could handle you with ease. just the thought of it made you shudder, melting into his touch some more. and clearly it made him go mad as well, groaning against your lips as his hands began to roam your body.
you could feel his hardened length beneath that pesky piece of fabric, your own arousal clouding your mind. if he was big... surely down there would be too. you didn't have to leave it up to imagination for long though.
before long, he had you in his arms, laying down on your bed. his calloused hands that would always do tough work were surprisingly gentle with you, never rough at all. especially when he slowly fingered you open, wanting to spread you open just for him. his lips were against yours, muffling your moans as his fingers worked their magic within you. the lube definitely helped, but he had been going at it for what felt like forever— was he really that worried he wasn't going to fit...?
your head was blank when his fingers left you feeling empty, jebrael merely chuckling at your whine as he repositioned himself. you could feel his tip prodding at your entrance, pulling your legs around his waist as he looked down at you.
" darling, eyes on me, " he gently tilted your head up to look at him, a small open mouthed smile on your face as you saw him. archons, he was so handsome. you could take in his features every time, but it was so clear up close and personal like this. but the slow thrust in distracted you, a shaky moan escaping your lips.
your sounds were angelic. and your insides were heavenly— those are definitely the words he'd use to describe it.
" ..a-archons.. relax.. darling, shit.. " he was gritting his teeth, trying to distract you from the pain of his size in all the ways he thought of. sweet nothings, sloppy kisses, lustful touches. he had a hand gently wrap around your own length, stroking softly as he penetrated further and further in you. he had you feeling so many things at once and you haven't even cum yet.
jebrael was panting heavily once he bottomed out in you, looking down at where you two were connected, feeling how your warmth captured him. he just wanted to stay there for a moment and relish in it, his sweet praises raining down upon you as he rested his forehead against yours.
it wasn't long until you began begging for him— begging for more, begging for something. and you were already mewling and moaning when he slowly dragged his hips back, soft squeals forced out of you as he pushed himself back in. a slow and deep pace, a rhythm meant for feeling and taking each other in.
time went on and his pace seemed to stagger— surely his age wasn't an issue in the picture right now- but rather he was so close to the edge since earlier, it was really hard to last when you were so sexy, ravishing even. it felt more erratic, his girthy length stretching you out and reaching your deepest parts as he angled himself better— to feel every inch of you.
your loud whines and moans were muffled once again, his lips capturing yours for a final kiss as you felt your high wash over you. a warmth spilled over your stomach, a rushing pleasure running all over your body. it wasn't long until jebrael joined you in this high, sheathing himself in your deepest parts before filling you up even more with milky white.
he let himself stay longer, finding you having no qualms against it.
well, this was just the first repayment. he still had more to give back to you after months of being his sweet desert darling.
A male reader blog? In this economy?!? What are the fucking odds?
Unrelated but oogh I love your formatting it's so 👌👌👌 makes my braincell very pleased
Anyways!! Please feel free to disregard this if you aren't actively taking requests, I just wanted to write this idea down before I forgot it haha. So... Ingo, right? Mr train man. The yoinky sploinky.
I'm assuming you've played PLA (if you haven't my bad) but... Perchance some headcanons of a warden ingo and a male reader. Reader is a member of the diamond clan for that sweet forbidden romance.
For specifics, Reader has a weird affinity for Pokemon and has befriended a completely feral weavile that dropped through one of the space time vortexes!! His Weavile is homies with Lady Sneasler so naturally he and Ingo have become friends.
Anyways!! General relationship headcanons between them, perhaps a little sneakiness to avoid getting caught (even if they're extremely obvious and everybody knows) both sfw and nsfw are fine, whatever u feel like doin my man
For a final note, if you do named anons, can I b Bones Anon? Because I eat bones 🦴
Thank u have a good day
hello, hello ! ♡
why, yes, i do so happen to be a male reader blog! also thank you, hehe, i didn't think much about the formatting.. i just got inspired by seeing other writer blogs and went this is my style :)
anyway, looks like not only do we have our first request and first official post, but also my first ever anon! ♡
welcome to the cozy corner, bones anon! 🦴
yes, i have played LA! i've watched some, rp'ed some, but played even fewer for pokémon— i only have shield and LA, and i'm planning to get SV soon though! i absolutely love the idea you've bestowed upon me, ingo is such a skrunkle.
so, without further ado...
on the downlow ;; ingo x male!reader headcanons
content ;- fluff , nsfw , soft dom ingo , sub reader , anal sex , semi public sex , clothed sex , oral ( ingo receiving with implied reader receiving ) , sexy consent , creampie , cockwarming , implied aftercare , pet names ( darling )
not proofread. nsfw below the cut. minors dni.
> hailing from the diamond clan, values of time were always ingrained within you. sure, you weren't as vocal as adaman, but you held it in your heart. but as one who spends his time around pokémon, you never focused on "wasting" time, but rather "taking your time".
> no matter the type of beast you face, your patience never once ran thin, and you made tons of pokémon friends— some normal, but many out of the norm that many wouldn't ever dare approach.
> be it a raging ursaring, or curious ghosts that lurk, you always found a way to make friends. even this absolute feral weavile that everyone told you to not approach. it took way too much time, but you somehow managed to have it partner up with you.
> of course, with the help of the galaxy expedition team, you had found out that sneasel like cold places! you wanted to give your dear weavile some friends, so you decided to make a trip to the coronet highlands!
> little did you know, this little trip would sow a seed that would sprout over time. you met warden ingo, one who stayed with the pearl clan. it wasn't exactly you who initiated anything— but rather your beloved weavile had took an interest in lady sneasler.
and soon began this little relationship.
> ingo doesn't exactly have the pearl clan's ultimate belief in his heart— perhaps that is why he soon began to accept your presence around him and the pokémon he was the warden of. at first it was just idle chit chat as your weavile and lady sneasler began a friendship of their very own, but soon it grew. you'd exchange gifts and trinkets, things that reminded you of each other. it was wonderful, especially when he'd share a berry with you as he said you were as sweet as it.
> spending time out in the highlands meant it was often cold. despite your protests, claiming that you'll get used to it with "time", ingo's ragged coat would often be drapped around your shoulders. he thinks it's fitting on you, claiming that it was as though the "space" in his coat was perfect to hold someone like you.
> the protection of the ghosts you've befriended will always be something you cherish. for when night falls and you long for the other, they guide you in the darkness to meet him. he is more than happy to have you in his arms at the wee hours, and he secretly thanks the pokémon that guided you to him with little offerings.
> surely enough, some of the diamond clan would question your odd disappearances every time you went to seek him out. you'd never tell them where you went, despite them all being worried for you. after all, despite your patience with pokémon, it simply meant you were just as prone to trouble. sometimes the two of you would meet just outside jubilife, exchanging sweet affections hidden away from the gaze of your clans. nobody would be there, and it was perfect.
> by now, ingo proclaimed himself as an expert on... you. he knew you like his pokémon, the back of his hand. he knew what you'd like, where to find you... where you like to be touched, how his kisses affect you. yes... he does think he knows a lot about you.
he wants to know even more.
> nights in hisui were beautiful— the sky above was always astounding. but only one sight would maintain the spot of ingo's most preferred sight; you between his legs pleasuring him with your mouth. the same mouth that spouts flowery words as flirtacious remarks, the same mouth that peppers kisses across his cheeks. seeing you work so passionately to pleasure him makes him want to do the same to you. he will do the same to you.
> sometimes, touches go a little too far, and before you even knew it, the both of you are entangled in one another out in the open. far away from civilisation, far away from pokémon, the two of you are stuck in your own world with only each other. he holds you tightly by your waist as your legs lock around him, clothes barely tugged apart as he wanted you there and then. you couldn't complain, you wanted him too, after all.
> ingo always listens. "is this okay?" or "are you feeling good, darling?" are words you commonly hear in your ears as he gets intimate with you. holding you in an embrace so dear like no other, he makes sure you're always still there, feeling exactly what he wants you to feel. for as long as you tell him, he'd give his all to you and never less.
> you're intoxicating- addicting even. your tightness around him as him groaning in your ears and he simply wants to feel more. his hands roam all over you with a certain fervor, gripping down as he feels you up. your skin on his, you never expected that he was so close. the only sign you got was a low moan in your ears as he nuzzled in close, hips stuttering before he filled you up. you are always too good to him, and he wants to be just as good to you. he'll see to it that he'll clean up your messes, and he follows through every time.
> being a warden is hard work. it's stressful, especially when some other clan members are being nosy or bossy. when this happens, he can't help but want to seek you out. you are his saving grace, his divine angel that he wants to bask in the light of. when you finally meet him, you realise how pent up he is— but he doesn't want anything more but to feel you around him. he has you in his lap, his arms wrapped around you as he nestles himself within your warmth to stay there for as long as you both would like. the comfort of a lover has never felt better than this.
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