My Secret Kink Shame (
trimyourneckbeard) wrote in
bakerstreet2015-01-23 09:39 am
Daddy Kink Meme
![]() ![]() Doesn't everyone like to be pampered and spoiled? You could certainly understand the desire. How about receiving the benefits of experience and knowledge...through someone else, someone older than you and more distinguished? Be good, then, and you'll be rewarded. Be bad - well, remember: a punishment isn't off the table for someone with your youth. They're so young - yet so, so tempting. But you know what they say. The more forbidden the fruit, the sweeter the juice. They're absolutely off-limits. And wouldn't you love to taste them, no matter if you feel guilty or not? Look at yourself. Do you feel like a pervert? This person could be an outlier, or maybe you've always had a weakness, even if you didn't realize it before. At least you can take care of them like few others chasing after them could. You know exactly what they want and need.
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Shar | OC | M/F
Rin Tohsaka | Fate Universe | OTA (M/F with castmate exceptions)
Richard "Dick" Roman | Supernatural
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Of course, over the months, she had noticed that there were several strange things about her employer. But, unlike some others... she kept it to herself. And that was likely why she was still around, while others 'disappeared' or got 'transferred' to another job.
And she got a promotion that meant working closer with her employer than before. Shar didn't mind the extra duties. Besides, Mr. Roman was very handsome. And there was something about him that was very appealing.
It was late at night, when Shar was placing some papers away in his desk. For some, there might be the temptation to snoop around... but her mind was occupied on other things. His chair, which just radiated with his power and his strong personality, was just calling her. And so she sat, just wanting to be a little closer to him. Even knowing that it was not her place.
Prince Goro | Mortal Kombat | M/F
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[Perhaps a "normal" girl would be scared of being alone, in an unknown place... Or at the very least, most girls would be intimidated by the sheer size and strength of a being like Goro. But in reality, Harumi is no normal girl. As an alien-manufactured humanoid robot, she has been sent to this world in order to study it's reproductive habits. She doesn't know much at all about her own body or the reason for her being here. But when Harumi appeared before Goro some time ago, she showed no signs of fear- and only smiled as she scampered forward; wearing a light sunday dress that was certainly out-of-place in her rather gloomy environment. No doubt her creators had aimed for a design that was visually as harmless and nonthreatening as possible- which she is.]
[Today, she's fairly used to her surroundings- though Harumi still has a lot to learn about what is and isn't appropriate behavior in this world...]
Daddy~! [Much like their first encounter, her tiny mouth curls into sweet smile for him; her vibrant green eyes warm and welcoming. "Daddy" is something she has taken to calling him recently- though, mostly because she's not entirely sure what the word means. As far as she can process, it's a word that some small beings call older beings in various worlds... so why not?]
[She skips through his lair cheerily.] Harumi would like to play! [-And that's the other thing. She's very energetic and bouncy; constantly bored and always rather insistent about being given something to do.]
Sorry for the delay, I got busy!
But as time went on... he started to find out that this girl was far from normal. She was constantly energetic and never stopped moving. Things that should have frightened a normal child or made them paranoid, did nothing to her. Even when they first met she instantly grew attached to him and called him "Daddy" even when he told her not to do so. He wasn't her Father yet she insisted, even with their drastic difference in appearance. Was this girl really human? Over time he just got tired of correcting her, and now he lets her call him "Daddy" as she pleases. If anything he was her guardian anyway.
When she hops and skips through his lair he is sitting at a table working on battle formations and other plans. He was primarily a fighter, but he was also a Prince, and leader of an army. There was at least some kind of behind the scenes work that had to be done.]
I am trying to get work done. [Doesn't she ever stop moving?]
No prob, I can relate!
Then Harumi will help! [Suddenly she jumps up and leans across the table to take the pile of papers herself. The small girl giggles as she randomly shuffles them around.]
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Richard and Malinda Maxwell || OC || OTA
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And I'm definitely always up for scenarios involving Hermione. :D]
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When Mrs. Maxwell handed back the essays, Hermione looked down at hers with a shocked expression. An 'F?' It was impossible. Surely there was some sort of mistake. The teenager was constantly the top of her class, the breaker of curves, and all around teacher's pet. There was no way she had gotten an 'F.' Surely it must be a mistake.
Her shocked silence lasted through the rest of the class, and afterward, Hermione approached the teacher's desk, holding the paper in one shaky hand. She held it out to Mrs. Maxwell, her eyes still wide with nervousness and the idea that this had to be a joke, "Mrs. Maxwell, I... I think you made a mistake."
That had to be it. Hermione had always done her best in the woman's class, partly because she enjoyed the subject, but mostly because she had a crush on her distinguished, beautiful teacher. The teenage girl had never been attracted to the boys or girls in her own class--they were far too immature to catch her attention. But, someone like her teacher? She was intelligent and mature and everything Hermione wanted.
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Molly Carpenter || Dresden Files || OTA
Clint Barton | Marvel
Bucky Barnes | Marvel (MCU and or 616 )
Harumi | Harumi's Bad Play | OTA
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Presents.
[Is his only response before he pulls out a large box, wrapped in green paper (her favorite color) and tied up with silk ribbons. He leans in to hand it over… only to put the box on her head.]
Ah, but first we must see if you can balance it on your head! You're a big girl now, and big girls have to earn their gifts~. No more mr nice dad who just gives you presents, oh no!
[It's a joke, of course. But will she play along, or call her father out on such callous treatment? The tension is palpable!]
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[The girl pouts, but does as told; staying in place as she shakily attempts to keep the box in place. The girl wobbles a bit but manages to balance it relatively well; determined to do her best. Harumi is a good girl after all, and is willing to prove herself capable- despite how eager she is to see what her father has given her this year.] Um, okay... but-
how long until I'm big enough to open it, daddy..? [She's still just as gullible and trusting as ever.]
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Oops! I suppose you can’t have a birthday this year, Harumi! You’ll have to stay eleven for a whole year!
[He can no longer hold back his laughter now, moving quickly to cup his hands around her cheeks and give her a brief kiss to calm her down before she shoots one of those devastating puppy-looks his way.]
I’m kidding, I’m just kidding~. You can open your present right now, if you want to!
[And when she does, she will find quite the gift inside. A wonderful dress… but more than that.
Her very first bra.]