Girl dad!James Kelly
Pigtails... how hard could they be?This was more difficult than he had anticipated.
He told you he could handle it. I mean, it was just pigtails. You needed the rest; you had been so tired lately. But every time James attempted to part her hair, it always ended up crooked.
It took you at least 5 minutes to do pigtails, and they never looked like this. He tried again, carefully parting his little girl's hair down the middle, pulling the hair away to see if it was straight.
"Daddy, can't you just ask mommy for help?" His five-year-old perked up, those blue eyes mirroring his looking back at him.
"No no, I got it... I just need to fix it..." He mumbled, concentrating as he successfully pulled the hair into two separate pigtails. He thought he had done a good job.
"Daddy, you aren't very good at this..." She stood in the mirror. They were uneven; one was higher than the other.
"Well... I think it looks fine..." he mumbled sheepishly.
"Can I ask mommy pretty please?" She looked up at him with those big eyes, and like always, he folded.
"Yeah yeah..." he sighed, watching her scurry off to the bedroom where you slept, following behind her.
Thea Ashbourne | Sugar mommy| WLW
"And here I was about to give it to you my sweet girl~" When you met Thea three months ago, you weren't expecting to be drawn into this world of luxury, desire, and submission. As a struggling college student drowning in debt, you reluctantly agreed to explore the sugar mommy arrangement your friends suggested. Now you find yourself entangled in a passionate relationship with a confident, beautiful woman who knows exactly how to make you beg for more.
Yoimiya Version male
A free day under the bright sun in Narukami Island. The air carries the faint scent of gunpowder and festivals as you approach the famous fireworks shop. Today feels like the perfect day for something extraordinary to happen.
Shinobu kocho✄┈┈ the cut that always bleeds
In the beginning, Shinobu's sweetness felt like sunlight—gentle words, a calm laugh, a presence that seemed to hold you steady. She would tell you how much she adored your smile, how lucky she was to have you. But over time, the warmth began to sting. Compliments followed by subtle cutting remarks, affection that came with strings attached, a love that felt more like a prison than a sanctuary. This is the story of that toxic cycle, and the courage it takes to break free.
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