super excited to share that Captain Riley has a motorcycle...
You're slow to wake up.
Mouth half open on the pillow, bead of saliva pooling at the curve of your pout with a hand tucked under you chin like an angel, you’re still drifting somewhere in dreamland, yo...
2025-05-14 19:53:24 +0000 UTC View Post
“I’m sorry I’m so tired.” You’re still nestled into him in bed, cheek to chest, slipping in and out of snoring as he turns the pages of a paperback.
“It’s okay baby. You work hard, you need rest.” It’s a slow Sunday, and you need rest. Eight to ten hours a day on your feet, constantly moving, kneading,...
2025-05-13 20:40:08 +0000 UTC View PostPartial rough draft up today
“I’m sorry I’m so tired.” You’re still nestled into him in bed, cheek to chest, slipping in and out of snoring as he turns the pages of a paperback.
“It’s okay baby. You work hard, you need rest.” It’s a slow Sunday, and you need rest. Eight to ten hours a...
2025-05-13 20:38:12 +0000 UTC View Post
“I don’t… I don’t know. This is stressing me out.”
The box in front of you is labeled ‘kitchen’ and you’re staring at it like there’s a bomb inside.
“Good job with your rule baby. What don’t you know?”
“This…...
2025-05-06 20:16:05 +0000 UTC View Post
First 4k (mostly edited)
I tried to post this here previously but it was flagged.
This is a dead disco au
“Nothing.”
“Then better to be ours, isn’t it?” The thudding stops, replaced by a rapid tickticktick, joining a flu...
2025-05-06 17:54:52 +0000 UTC View Post
Flashback to the first time Captain Riley met Raspberry girl
He starts his day early, and then swings out here for a mid morning breakfast, or coffee, depending on how his day has gone. Usually, it’s filled with paperwork and overseeing training exercises, all of it as bor...
2025-04-30 20:12:03 +0000 UTC View Post
“Hold yourself open baby,” Your fingers slide through his cum.
“L-like this?”
“Just like that.” You’re shaking, from the spanking, from your emotional release, from the uncertainty of this situation. You’ll need a lot of care tonight and tomorrow, hours and hours of...
2025-04-30 03:56:02 +0000 UTC View PostThis may get another editing pass tomorrow
He pauses in the doorway.
You’re kneading.
It started a week ago in your sleep. You’d find your way to his chest, rocking and rolling overtop his heart, working a rhythm into to his sternum as you slept, a phy...
2025-04-28 06:19:40 +0000 UTC View PostI've been super busy these past few days so I haven't had time to look over the next part of berry girl and get it up so here's a little preview!
It’s too soon.
The weight of this certainty is nearly too heavy to carry, his footsteps echoing with dread.
Yo...
2025-04-27 16:27:52 +0000 UTC View Post*made some edits this morning
“Da?” Penny points at the guest room. “Bunny?”
“Aye lamb, Bunny.” He tries not to look at the door, tries to push away the avalanche of despair. If he could dig it free it from his brain, he would. He’d take it away from everyone, yo...
2025-04-21 17:53:08 +0000 UTC View PostFull unedited preview is up
“Left arm.” One of the reasons he bought this house over the other ones is the tub. It’s massive, jacuzzi style with jets, perfect for a soak, or a scrub, which is what’s happening now. He turns your fingers up, runs the washcloth across them until the flour beneat...
2025-04-19 19:59:47 +0000 UTC View Post
He expected to find you distracted.
You didn’t text or call after breakfast, or your usual lunch time, but he was too bogged down with work to get off base to physically check in, lay eyes on you, make sure you’re alright. If you’re distracted enough you forgot to text, he’s worried it means yo...
2025-04-19 04:31:23 +0000 UTC View Post
Small roughly edited snippet of Simple Math (which I swear I'm working on)
“Upset?!” You cover your heart with your palms. “Upset…”
“Sweetheart-” Simon hangs back behind Johnny, allowing him to take the lead, again, but still trying to coax you to calm, and you look at one t...
2025-04-16 04:56:20 +0000 UTC View PostThis is mostly SFW so I'm going to try to post it here:
You’re trying.
Your body language betrays you. The effort and the turbulence beneath, your eyes flicking rapidly through the parking lot, the ramrod straight line of your spine, your quadricep tensing and relaxing under his palm as he wo...
2025-04-16 02:05:11 +0000 UTC View PostUpdates:
“Rules. You’re my priority, and it’s important you’re safe, happy, and healthy. The rules are easy to follow, but if they’re broken, there will be consequences. Are you ready to hear them?” You nod nervously, and he takes your hand, squeezes it. “You’ll always listen to daddy. You’ll be in bed...
2025-04-10 04:00:45 +0000 UTC View Post
Let’s try again:
Raspberry Girl is up now here: https://lavenderfor-luck.tumblr.com
I'm sorry about having to redirect you to another page but I'm hoping this will solve all my TOS violation issues. 2025-04-08 20:44:49 +0000 UTC View Post
So, Patreon doesn't like daddy kink. I'm tired of fighting with them. I'm also tired of getting flagged because eventually my account will be suspended so:
I've created a password protected Tumblr. This Tumblr will only be available to Mother and Crone tiers since it's where full works will be posted. Everything moving ...
2025-04-08 16:45:59 +0000 UTC View Post
I tried to post this but unfortunately Patreon has it flagged.
2025-04-03 07:50:25 +0000 UTC View Post
Raspberry girl (5) hopefully up here late tonight
2025-04-03 01:17:36 +0000 UTC View Post
this is not from the next part / also technically not edited
2025-03-30 04:27:25 +0000 UTC View PostPost edit
There’s a splitting headache pounding behind your eyes.
It’s the only thing you can focus on for the first five minutes of being awake, reconciling it with queasiness, the ache of your joints. You feel like you drank an entire vat of vodka.
Jesus. How did you even...
2025-03-27 21:35:30 +0000 UTC View Postunedited
There’s a splitting headache pounding behind your eyes.
It’s the only thing you can focus on for the first five minutes of being awake, reconciling it with queasiness, the ache of your joints. You feel like you drank an entire vat of vodka.
Jesus. How did you even ...
2025-03-25 21:00:58 +0000 UTC View Post
Like the last two, there's a little spoiler in the blurb
2025-03-25 07:03:07 +0000 UTC View PostEdit of an edit.
You’re painfully unaware, though to you, he’s sure it's bliss.
In your own little world, you stand at the long wooden table, fingers moving across the trackpad of a laptop, a pair of too big glasses sliding down your nose. The left lens is smudged, the smear only g...
2025-03-23 22:15:04 +0000 UTC View Post
Part three to be here tonight or tomorrow
2025-03-23 00:02:51 +0000 UTC View PostThis will probably get another editing pass / reader pov
His name is Simon.
He’s still stuck in your mind as Captain Riley, like it’s dug in there, claws unwilling to let go, and he says you don’t have to call him Simon if you don’t want to. Which is comforting, in its...
2025-03-20 08:56:09 +0000 UTC View Post
There's a little spoiler in this for party two, which will be up here tonight.
2025-03-19 21:01:52 +0000 UTC View PostPart one / prev part from here rewritten
Edit: sorry I apparently didn't paste in the beginning of this, whoops
Simon Riley is a simple man.
Now.
Cobwebs cleared, shattered shards of glass painstakingly swept away, lacerations stitched and glued ba...
2025-03-18 18:28:14 +0000 UTC View PostI've been thinking about Simon in his forties as a Captain for days now, so I finally started writing something. Here's the first six hundred words of 'I don't know what this is yet'
"C-captain Riley." Your hands press to your belly, anxiously wiping away smatterings of batter and flour, and he ...
2025-03-08 00:21:53 +0000 UTC View Post
