Highkey Cringing At The Asks I Answered; Highkey Tempted You Rewrite Them Entirely Even If The Dream

Highkey cringing at the asks i answered; highkey tempted you rewrite them entirely even if the Dream Daddy fandom is dead.

I completely forgot this account’s existence tbh

Hello, my dear followers

Seeing as I still have 10 asks I haven’t been able to properly write for, I’ve decided to start posting the ones that are already answered even if it’s not in order. I apologize if I’m not able to give good writing for everything, but I’ll let these out. 

In the meantime, Ask Box is OPEN

I am taking NSFW requests as well

Taking requests

I’m officially now writing reader inserts and making headcanons for ANY fandom

Feel free to make your requests in the Ask Box, can be for male, female, or non binary/gender neutral readers!

Nothing (moral) is off limits, and you can request headcanons as well, as mentioned.

Decided I’ll just start sharing my dumb little doodles until I can start writing again

Hi! I just wanted to say that I really appreciate your writing and how you always try your best to get things out while still taking care of yourself and the things in your life. I really admire that about you. I hope you're doing well!

This is really sweet, you made my day.

I know I've failed to post a lot, and I haven’t published the writings I said I'd do, but I’m trying my best now that exams week ended.

I appreciate every follower I have, and I’m sorry that my mental issues block me from being productive over here.

Recently I turned 18 (today, actually) and that certainly will improve my overall mood a lot, cause I didn’t think I'd make it to 18.

So I’m trying my best now, for you guys.

With lots of love, 

                                       -Connor, The Cryptid Dad 11/Nov/2018

I always picture my dadsona, who is also a great storyteller, pulling a Robert on Robert with some crazy story. Could I possibly get a react where dadsona convinces Robert that a scar on his chest (that he got doing something really stupid) was the result of an attempted murder? Or something like that?

“You wouldn’t even begin to imagine it, Robert…” (They) sighed, leaning back on the booth’s seat, (their) drink in hand.The man was looking at (them) quizzically, not entirely sure about whatever his neighbour could be about to tell him.“It was way before Amanda; I was a young fella that never thought about consequences. Reckless as one can get, completely ignoring the curfew that had been set for a while.” (They) were staring at the table, deep in thought. “It was Christmas Eve, back when my town was having a bad time with vandals. I hadn’t gone back home, the few people at the campus were throwing a good, wild college party.”Robert wasn’t sure if he truly knew where the story was going, but he fidgeted with his empty glass, listening; his full attention was on (them).“It was my turn to go get more beer, so I went out of campus to visit a nearby store. It was past midnight, and boy was it a bad idea daring going out.”(They) finished (their) drink, sighing deeply. (They) looked Robert straight in the eye before pulling (their) shirt down slightly, showing a scar on (their) chest.The man’s eyes widened slightly, his brows furrowing just a bit. “And that?”“I walked out of the store and this guy that had been waiting by the door grabbed me from behind, his arm tightly around my neck. I tried resisting, but it was useless.He ended up dragging me into a nearby alley, grabbing anything and everything to keep me still. He had my shirt in his fist while he asked for my money.” (They) frowned. “I had already spent it on the beer. It was clear that this man was not stable. He stabbed me, and he certainly had no intentions of keeping me alive.”Leaning in, (their) elbows on the table, (they) made a confused face. “I… can’t really remember much. It’s a miracle that I survived. The store clerk had heard me yelling and he was the one who rushed to help me when the man ran away. I don’t know how im still alive…”

There was a moment of silence, Robert completely still, processing the story that had been told to him.It was quite a shocking story, and to think that such bad luck had come to someone like (them) was unbelievable.

Once he found his voice again, Robert spoke. “[Dad], I-…”“Dude, I did a stupid trick on a skateboard when I was 17 and hit a rail real hard before sliding on rough ground, my skin is just really bad at scarring.”

Needless to say, the look on Robert’s face was one to remember.

Aug/18/2018