“just Like That Baby.... There’s My Good Girl, Just Like That”

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be rough but do it with love

There’s a great relief in letting go of being strong and responsible. To shut the brain off and enjoy.

#his toy

dumb and broken? you'll be a perfect little doll for me.

some important calvin and hobbes facts in case you haven't read the original comic strip in a long time or only absorbed stuff on it from memes and out of context bits on here:

Calvin's last name has never been given, and neither has any of his parent's names. This was actually why his uncle Max only showed up for a brief storyline; the creator of the comic, Bill Watterson, ultimately felt that while it was fine to have him as someone for his parents to talk to, it felt far too awkward to never have Max refer to them by name and he never made a return appearance.

The general tone of the comic is fairly light-hearted, with a big emphasis on goofy slapstick comedy contrasted by clever wordplay and often surprising adult-centered jokes that'll hit you like a slap. A big part of the comedy is, as Watterson put it (paraphrased) "It's really funny to me when people express deeply stupid ideas with really fancy terminology." One notable example you might have seen is that one bit where Calvin asks his mom for money to buy a Satan-worshiping rock album and his mom replies that there's nothing genuine about them and they're just putting on the attitude for shock value, and comisserates with Calvin as he deplores that mainstream nihilism can't be trusted. He concludes that childhood is disillusioning.

There is a LOT of criticism of the extreme materialism and selfish mentality of the late 80s, when the comic was initially written. This may go a long way to explain how its aged so well; much of what it criticizes resonates well with people today.

Bill Watterson views comic strips a legitimate form of artwork, and repeatedly fought to have more space to draw more beautiful and artistic backgrounds, which was a very hard fight and unpopular even with other comic strip artists. He eventually did win some compromises and a lot of Calvin And Hobbes' artwork shows it, with the use of space to indicate time as well as a sharp contrast between the often plain environments of mundane life contrasted by the wildly beautiful imagery of Calvin's imagination (which often sports realistic depictions in an art shift of sorts).

Hobbes is explicitly not an imaginary friend, by word of Watterson himself. We don't know WHAT he is exactly, and Hobbes is apparently unaware of the strange nature of his reality; people look at him and only see an ordinary stuffed tiger plushie, but he has a tangible effect on the world that would be physically impossible for Calvin to do on his own. He's apparently been around for a while, and was apparently around when Calvin was a young baby.

On that note; Hobbes has implicitly killed (notably treated as both a gag and also with the vibe of 'he's a tiger, duh') and while he doesn't do it again on-screen, he doesn't have any moral issues about it. Calvin claims that he's never had trouble bringing Hobbes to school because the last time he did, Hobbes killed and ate a bully named Tommy Chestnut and simply comments that it was gross and he needed a bath. Calvin's tried to repeat this again, but Hobbes was grossed out at the thought having to eat a kid raw and not being allowed to use an oven first, or complaining that children are too fattening.

Hobbes became gradually less human-like in body language and more like an actual cat in both body language and behavior; this was due to Watterson drawing more inspiration from his cat, who also inspired a lot of Hobbes' running gags, such as pouncing on Calvin when he got home. Several years into the syndication of the strip, Watterson's cat passed away, and he did a tribute to her with a comic strip of the two of them agreeing to try to dream together so they can keep playing when they have to sleep; Watterson's commentary (if I recall right), remarks on his cat: "We can see each other again in dreams."

I'm not in charge because I'm bigger and stronger than you (sure, it helps) and I'm not in charge because I'm smarter than you (sure, it helps) It's because you're just totally fucking helpless around me. Sometimes I'm pretty sure I could make you fall to your knees with nothing but a slightly stern look. If I whisper the right words--with the right tone of voice--in your ear I'm pretty sure I could convince you to do anything.

... <3

PUNISHMENT

Dark!Ari Levinson x Sub!reader

Warnings ⚠️- Sex, Toys, domination, masochism, sadism, daddy Dom etc etc.

Ari sits in his office, replaying in his head how she turned up on their first date in the perfect red dress, her shoulders bare, and a small pendant on her throat that glinted in the light every time she moved. He can't do this any longer. Work will have to wait. He needs to be inside his wife right now.

"Ari!" Y/n runs barefoot down the stairs, leaping up into his arms the moment he enters the door.

"Baby", Ari sighs, wrapping his arms around her waist and picking her up. He buries his nose in her hair which smells so much like vanilla and cinnamon.

"I missed you so much today!", she whispers loudly.

After a full minute Ari finally lets her go, putting her back on the ground and lifting her chin before kissing her hard.

"Mmm. Daddy missed you too so much baby, were you a good girl today?" He questions her softly.

She giggles and nods. "Yes I was!" She buries her face in his chest again.

"And did you practice like daddy told you to?"

She shakes her head slowly, still not lifting her head.

"What was that baby girl? Use your words", Ari repeats. "Did you practice or not?"

"No daddy....", she whispers in his shirt as Ari's hands knead her ass beneath her fluttery skirt.

It's less than a second before Ari has pulled back her head through her hair, and is leaning down so their faces are at the same level. His eyes flash darkly.

Her eyes go wide, as she starts stuttering weakly.

"I-I -daddy it's too hard!" She whines, her lip pouting slightly.

Ari groans, his dick growing in his pants at the sight of her wide innocent eyes and her pretty little face. He loves when she starts stuttering when she's afraid of being punished. And yet, she loves being a brat and defying his orders.

And Ari knows that innocent as she may look, she definitely does it on purpose.

He smiles at her and pats her head.

"It's okay baby."

"I guess daddy will just have to punish you then."

Y/N slowly starts backing away from him, as if he wouldn't notice.

"Um, daddy I promise I'll do it tomorrow, I promise... you don't have to punish me, I'm your good girl right?" She looks at him hopefully.

With each step she takes backwards, Ari takes one forward, till he has her cornered against the wall. He leans down and bites her earlobe softly, getting a small whimper from her in response. Suddenly he lifts her up and carries her to their bedroom.

He sits down on edge after putting her back on her feet.

"Go and get it, baby," Ari says gently. Y/n slowly goes to her bedside drawer and pulls out a small object before going back to him and standing silently. Ari takes it from her hand, before patting his thigh.

"Lie down here baby," he orders.

"Yes daddy, " She replies obediently before lying down on his lap face down.

Ari flips up her skirt, before kneading her ass roughly in his hands. Her pussy is soaked, the evidence in her panties being soaked. Ari peels them down slowly, making her bare pussy visible and glinting.

"Open princess, " he tells her, and she immediately opens her mouth. Ari stuffs her panties in her mouth.

"Good girl," he whispers as he continues kneading her ass. She whimpers softly.

The first smack makes her cry out purely from the shock of it. Her panties muffle most of her sounds tho, and Ari loves how she starts struggling in his arms.

Even when it's of no use.

"Twenty smacks, baby, ten on each pretty little ass of yours. Sounds fair for a punishment, no?" He chuckles darkly, before slapping her asscheeks hard in quick succession. Twenty times, as promised. She screams in pain with each one, and Ari's dick grows harder with each scream.

At the end of it she's a panting, moaning mess in his lap, and his pants are soaked with her arousal.

"Bad girl, " Ari laughs darkly again. He takes out her mouth gag. "This was a punishment baby, you weren't supposed to enjoy it. " He smacks her ass again, less harsh this time.

"S-sorry daddy....", Y/N whimpers.

Ari doesn't reply, sliding his fingers up and down through her pussy folds, making her moan loudly. He spreads her wetness all around, coating it on his fingers.

He slowly swirls his finger on the rim of her ass, and she immediately tenses up.

"Breathe baby", he whispers, before plunging his thick finger inside her. She screams loud, digging her nails into his thigh. He slowly drags his finger out of her, almost entirely, before going deep inside again, her moans going straight to his throbbing dick.

"D-daddy it hurts!", she whispers tearfully.

"This is why you were supposed to practice, right baby? It wouldn't hurt if you practiced ", Ari replies in a sinister tone. He's glad she didn't listen. He loves when he gets to play with his little toy before ravaging her fully.

When he's finally satisfied, he grabs the jeweled plug, making her suck on it before he starts forcing it inside her virgin ass.

"Daddy! Please! Hurts!", she screams, tears in her eyes soaking the bedsheet. He coos at her softly.

"Aw baby, I promise it'll feel good in a second. You want to show daddy how sorry you are right?"

"Y-yes daddy... "

"Good baby," he smiles, as the plug finally rests inside her ass, the pink jeweled end looking so gorgeous between her ass cheeks. He spends a few moments admiring it, as she keeps whimpering and moaning, wriggling a little in his arms.

Finally, he drags her backwards with her hair, before throwing her on the bed like a rag doll. Her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes half shut, as she lies on her back, making grabby fingers for him. God, he loves her so much. His perfect little slut.

He takes off her dress over her head, her bare breasts making him growl in hunger. He immediately falls to her nipples, squeezing and fondling one tit while he suckles on the other, leaving bruises on her pretty skin. She moans loudly, running her fingers through his hair and pulling him closer to her chest so that more of her breast is in her mouth.

He lets go of her boob to start fingering her pussy, and she clenches her thighs around his thick fingers, the added stimulation making her shudder with pleasure. He observes the stark contrast of her nakedness against his fully clothed body, and his sadistic side, acknowledges this fact gladly.

"Daddy please, need you inside", his little doll whines, grabbing his collar to kiss him, and his eyes soften at her neediness. He kisses her soft lips, pulling them between his teeth, suckiing and nipping at her mouth. Her small hands find their way to his dick, unzipping his pants clumsily. He grabs her hands in one of his, pinning them above her head, eliciting another whine from her when she realizes she can't touch his anymore. In response, she arches her back so her stiff nipples get at least some stimulation from his chest.

He takes off his belt and ties her hands with it, making sure they're not loose.

"Time for your punishment, baby," he grins evilly, as he frees his dick from his pants, which is as red as her favorite lipstick. He flips her body easily, laying her on her stomach.

He slowly pulls out the plug from her ass, and she gasps as it leaves the small opening. But the scream that comes from her lungs when he replaces the plug with his own dick in a hard thrust is truly unholy.

"Fuckkk baby, you feel so good, " he grunts, thrusting himself inch by inch inside her little ass.

"Daddy pl-please, need to come daddy!", she screams. He grabs her asscheeks, spanking them alternately as he continues thrusting inside her.

He snakes his hand down in front of her, fondling her tit before rubbing her clit, just the way she likes.

"So close, so close daddy", she pants.

"I know baby," he grunts back, before plunging three fingers inside her pussy.

She screams as she comes all around him, his fingers drowning in her wetness. He joins her just a moment later, his dick thrusting so deep inside her it feels unnatural. Thick spurts of come hit her ass walls, and some of it even leaks out of her, which he stuffs inside her pussy instead. He collapses on top of her, pulling out not so gently and immediately putting the plug back in place. She tiredly turns around to him, wrapping her arm around his neck burying her nose in his chest, murmuring contentedly.

"You did so good baby, I'm so proud of you," he whispers, stroking the hair back from her fucked out face. He softly kisses the top of her head.

"But you gotta listen when daddy asks you to do something, right baby?" He kisses her cheekbone, smiling as she goes mhmm again.

What he doesn't see is the little devious smile on her face.

The smile of someone who knows they were truly successful in their plan. :)

shy innocent girls are willing to gag on a cock merely to be called a good girl