#stepdad

The birds chirp away in the midday sun as 23 year old Jack, stands frozen, his eyes wide with shock. Before him stands his boyfriend Liam, now inhabiting the muscular frame of Jack’s homophobic stepdad, Jarred. Jarred’s broad chest heaves under the unbuttoned flannel, his rugged features softened by Liam’s familiar grin. Jack’s voice trembles as he stammers,

“Liam? Is that really you in… him?”

Liam steps closer, his new hands flexing instinctively, the biceps bulging under the skin as he runs them over Jarred’s firm pecs.

“Yeah, babe, it’s me,” he says, his voice a warm blend of Jarred’s gravelly tone and his own affection. “I found this pendant, some old magic, and used it to take over this body. Trust me, Jack, it’s perfect for us.”

Jack shakes his head, stepping back toward the garage. “Perfect? That’s my stepdad, Liam! This is… wrong. How can you even…”

Liam cuts him off, closing the distance, his hands sliding down to grip Jarred’s thick lats, stretching them wide with a creak.

“Hear me out,” he insists, turning to catch his reflection in the truck’s side mirror. “Look at this chest—rock-hard pecs, built like a tank. I can hold you so much better now.” He flexes his arms, the muscles popping, and grins. “These biceps? They’re strong enough to lift you off your feet, babe. No more of that scrawny Jarred attitude, just me, loving you with this power.”

Jack hesitates, his gaze flickering to the pendant, then back to Liam’s transformed form. “But his face, his voice… it’s creepy, Liam. How do I get past that?”

Liam chuckles, peeling off the flannel to reveal the chiseled abs, his fingers tracing the ridges with pride.

“I know it’s a shock, but feel this torso, tight and sculpted, perfect for your hands to explore. And this V-line?” He slides his hands down to his hips, shaking them side to side in a manner that looks rather goofy for the mature man.

“It’s all about us now. Jarred’s mind is locked away—gone is the hate. This body’s mine to reshape, and I’m making it a host for our love.”

Jack’s brow furrows, but curiosity tugs at him as Liam tugs down the jeans slightly, revealing the muscular thighs. “This strength…it’s unreal,” Liam continues, squeezing the firm flesh. “I can carry you, protect you, show you a passion he never could. And this ass?” He turns, giving it a playful smack against the truck, the muscle bouncing slightly. “Plump and perfect! made for you to grab onto.”

Jack’s resistance wavers, his eyes lingering on the body his boyfriend now inhabits. “What about… down there?” he asks hesitantly.

Liam grins wickedly, stepping closer to wrap Jarred’s hand around the heavy, pulsing length now his, stroking it slowly. “Oh, this cock’s a champ! Thick, ready, and all for you,” he purrs, a groan escaping his lips. “It’s better than ever, babe. This body’s a perfect host because it’s got the power to love you the way I always wanted, unrestricted, unjudged.”

Jack swallows hard, stepping forward as Liam pulls him into an embrace against the truck, the hard pecs pressing against him. “I can feel it… you’re still you,” Jack murmurs, his hands tentatively exploring the taut abs. “But how do we explain this?”

Liam nuzzles closer, his hands roaming Jack’s back. “We don’t need to explain to anyone. The pendant’s locked Jarred away, his hate’s gone. This hunk is ours now. Feel these muscles, this heat, it’s all for us to enjoy.” He flexes again, guiding Jack’s hands to the carved ridges. “Tell me this isn’t the perfect host for our love.”

Jack hesitates, then smiles, his fingers tracing the V-line. “Okay… maybe you’re right. It’s weird, but… it feels right with you in there.”

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: This series will include taboo contents, smut, light angst and fluff.

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: Stepdad’s Brother!Chris x Reader

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓’𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: I knooow this is not everyone’s cup of tea and if you can’t handle it then js scroll lolol. Anyway, I was thinking of doing stepdad!chris at first but I felt like that was too much for y’all (lol) so I did stepdad’s brother!chris instead (I don’t wanna say step-uncle ’cause it just sounds so weird and the word "uncle" freaks me out even tho I don’t have any weird uncles—not that I know of that is). I lowkey wanna do stepdad!matt now... Maybe I should lol

𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅: English is not my first language! Everyone mentioned in this is of age! This is just fiction!

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: New dad; new life. Your mom remarried—years after your dad passed away—to a sweet man with two identical brothers. One of which you happen to develop a harmless little crush on. But it becomes a whole different story when he starts to feel the same way.

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

⟢ Prologue: Chapter Zero

⟢ Chapter One

⟢ Chapter Two

⟢ Chapter Three

⟢ Chapter Four

⟢ Chapter Five

⟢ Chapter Six

⟢ Chapter Seven

⟢ Chapter Eight

⟢ Chapter Nine

⟢ Chapter Ten

⟢ Chapter Eleven

⟢ Chapter Twelve

⟢ Chapter Thirteen

⟢ Chapter Fourteen

⟢ Chapter Fifteen

⟢ Chapter Sixteen

⟢ Chapter Seventeen

⟢ Epilogue: Chapter Eighteen

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Your son wants to play volleyball, like his stepdad Tendo, for my Parenting event<3

requested by @sharkissm. word count; 504 – gn!reader

There was only one week left until your son was going back to school when he announced:

“I want to play volleyball.”

He looked surprised when you and Satori gasped simultaneously and turned to him. Satori was already tearing up, thinking of the summer he had spent getting to know his stepson even more after moving in with you two.

Satori could be a lot, so he did his best to tone it down while your son got used to having an extra person in the household. Even if they got along well before the wedding, he didn’t want the kid to think he was trying too hard to be a father figure to him just because they lived together now.

However, he found one thing to bond over: Passing a volleyball in the yard. Obviously, a volleyball lay amongst the things Satori brought when he moved in, and it awakened a curiosity in the active young boy. Spending time together like this gave Satori the opportunity to teach him some technique, while also giving them time alone to talk.

You would typically be off doing something else when this happened, lending your two favourite people some guy time.

Halfway through the summer vacation, they got to the point where a cheap net was put up in the yard, and Satori started giving some pointers on blocking.

So now, as your son expressed that this shared time had indeed left its trace on him, Satori couldn’t contain himself when he abandoned the laundry he was folding with you to squeeze your son in a hug.

They immediately started researching places that offered training after school, which then led to seeing which middle school he should pick for next year. You’d watch them sit huddled together, Satori’s excitement equal to his stepson’s, and nothing could have made you happier.

Few parents would attend volleyball games, but you and Satori came to as many as possible. Sometimes, you had no choice but to stay late at work instead, but Tendo would be just as insistent on coming to watch his stepson.

Let’s just say there’s a new Guess Monster around and he’s wearing that same purple uniform, because you learnt a few years later that your dear husband started saving up the very same day your son told him he wanted to play volleyball, so that he would have the option of going to any school he wanted when the time came.

In his first high school game, someone on the team asked your son who that red-haired guy singing in the bleachers was. “That’s my stepdad. He was a starting player, and middle blocker for Ushijima when they went here. They’re best friends,” he answered with pride, and you had to hand Satori the napkins much earlier than expected to dry his tears.

His stepson isn’t embarrassed of him at all. That little weirdo on the court who sang teasing songs for his opponents was happy to be a Tendo, carrying on his stepdad’s legacy.

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