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valentine’s day event- day 2 

doctor’s orders

//lol remember when i said i was going to write cute valentine’s day scenarios? yeah, i’m in a mood and i’m just gonna write shameless smut for the next 11 days.

mostly for @luccislegs​ and @dumbass-no-mi​ 

warning- shameless nsfw, also- sub!law

Law was tired.

Working at the hospital day and night with barely enough time to coax himself into a sleep that lasted for more than four hours left Law restless and exhausted, weaving through the indiscriminable days at a frighteningly fast pace, practically unaware of his surroundings.

He knew his job was important; working in the ER was nothing shy of gruesome at times, but he needed to do it. Perhaps his workaholic tendencies were fuelled by a twisted form of savior’s complex, but he recognized the importance of the matter and his desire to save as many people as he could.

It could be draining, though.

If Law was lucky, he would be home before 2, silently drifting into bed, slinking his arms around you from behind and softly kissing the back of your head, relishing in the temporary comfort that you granted him.

He knew it was hard on you too, especially the nights when he didn’t come home at all, opting to camp out in the 8th floor waiting room that was closed after hours, trying to get a couple of hours of sleep in before resuming his work.

You didn’t mind too much, though. Granted it was lonely spending the days without him, communicating mainly through abrupt texts quickly sent between operations, and sometimes you wished that he were there, holding you as the both of you drifted off to sleep, but you found solace in the little notes and gifts he would leave for you to find when you woke up in the morning. Sometimes, you would even visit him during his lunch break, picking up all kinds of delicious things from the bakery across the street from your apartment.

It reminded him of home, he would tell you as he kissed your forehead before going back to work.

The only thing that was starting to bother you about his prolonged absence was that you were starting to feel rather pent up with, well- sexual frustration. You and Law barely had sex anymore except for on rare occasions when he came home in desperate need of attention, and though you daren’t tell him, there were times in which you yearned  for his touch.

In fact, the longer you went without seeing him, the more your frustration worsened. Throughout the day you were plagued with erotic, if not carnal fantasies, flowing through your mind at rapid intervals, going as far as distracting you from your work. Hands and toys could only do so much, you thought to yourself- the fact of the matter was- you needed him.

And it was precisely of that that you were thinking when the front door swung open at an unexpectedly early 8:47 PM.

“Law?”

A tired sigh answered your question as your boyfriend trudged into the hallway still dressed in his doctor’s uniform, dark circles lining his eyes.

“What are you doing home so early?” you continued, helping him out of his coat and setting his briefcase on the table.

“They gave me a couple of days off,” Law murmured, as he pulled off his shoes. “I’ve got a cold so they wanted me to rest up for a bit.” 

“You aren’t working for the next couple of days?” you asked in disbelief, as your heart soared at the prospect of getting to finally spend time with him.

Law simply nodded in affirmation as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and kissed you affectionately.

Suddenly overcome with a feeling of mischief, you pulled away and cupped his cheeks with your hands.

“How about you let me take care of you tonight, doctor,” you said, a hint of playfulness coating your voice. 

Law raised an intrigued eyebrow as you slinked your arms around his neck, pressing a kiss to his collarbone, prompting him to let his head fall back with a contented hum.

“God, I missed this,” he muttered under his breath, as you continued to suck and kiss at his neck, “I missed you.”

Pulling his lips against yours, you led him to the bedroom, feeling a mixture of urgency and lust as you stripped him of his shirt, running your hands across his bare toned chest. Leaning into you, Law kissed you with an undeniable need that you had rarely felt emanating from him.

“Do you trust me?” you whispered as you undid his belt with care and slipped off his pants.

“Depends,” he answered, eyes glazed over with lust, “what did you have in mind?”

Kissing him once more, you brought his hands behind him and fastened them tightly with the belt.

“Intensive care,” you responded simply, nipping affectionately at his earlobe as Law hummed in approval.

“Really?” His voice was soft and sensual, arousing you to your core. “How bad is it?”

“You tell me, doctor.”

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Seven, Sex & Seas

Is it only me & @rvnchr4nd4 who thinks BTS on a onepiece!au would totally rock?! Are there any ONE-PIECE-slash-BTS fans out there too?

If so, feel free to love, reblog or comment your thoughts down below!

Just imagine …

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➥ fic title: Seven, Sex & Seas

➥ genre: humor, romance, mature, adventure, reverse harem, fantasy, onepiece!au, pirates!au

➥ pairing: BTSxYOU

➥ summary: When cheeky mermaids mess with your crew, being a woman suddenly turns into a misfortune; a misfortune that leads you to bring down your walls and submit to your crew members in order to redeem their sanity and vanish the lust-induced behavior they acquired from the mermaids’ voices that screwed with their heads.

➥ warnings: NSFW, 18+, blowjob, oral sex, unprotected sex, sloppy seconds, spit-roasting, mating, multiple partner, multiple orgasm, overstimulation, cumplay, threesome, foursome, voyeurism, orgy

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Congrats on your 200🎉😘 may I request n.13 for Killer and Kid + F s/o from the spicy list?

Hi!! thank u so much!! Well I hope I got your request correct! So basically the OS includes some Kid x Killer too, so I hope you like it!. Thank u for requesting and taking part 💖~

NSFW ~ Part 1 ~ Eustass Kid x Killer x F! Reader ~ I Want Both [Threesome]

Kinks:

🌶 #13: Threesome

TW: NSFW. M/M/F. Explicit. Threesome. Rimming. Oral sex. Vaginal sex. Cum eating. I know I'm sorry

CW: 1.7K

A/N: Dear reader: I have another request similar to this one, that includes more kinks. So, if you want more from this relationship, I’ll be uploading a new story about it in a few days ♥ ~ PART 2 ALREADY UP ♥

“Y/N, you have to decide now. Who do you wanna keep fucking? Killer or me?”, shouts Kid at you while you and his blond best friend are sitting on the kitchen table. You don’t really want to choose, you want both, you don’t give a simple fuck about monogamy. But surely Kid does. He is just too possessive over you, and even if his brother is who fucks you once in a while, he is not willing to share his “property”. Or at least that was what you think…

“Oh come one, Kid. We are grown-ups already. I told you monogamy is not for me”, you tell him, with a calm tone, so typical of you. Killer keeps eating his spaghetti and remains silent. He has already stated that he is ok with whatever decision Kid and you may take.

Kid punches the table, he is angry, really angry. “Stooop, Kid. You are going to spill my drink”, you tell him as you didn’t know that could only light up the flames even more. “I’m over with this”, he says and walks away. He slams the door of his room and turns on the music on a level so high the windows tremble.

“Ah… goddamn he is acting like a teenager, come on”, you say while you place your head over the table looking towards Killer, who is already slurping the last noodle. “Aren’t you going to say nothing?”, you ask him. “I’ve already told you; you have to understand he is just a jealous little boy. We have already fought about the same girl before”, Killer says while taking his plate to the kitchen sink. “You did?”, you ask curiously -shouting because of the punk music that your redhead boyfriend is blasting in his room - “Yeah, until both of us laughed at her because she spilled her soup over his clothes, so she sent us to hell and never came back”, he says. “Well, I guess you have always been like a combo, right?”, and suddenly after those words came up from your mouth a great idea came to your mind…

“Kid turn down the volume, for God’s sake. I want to sleep!!”, you shout and knock on the door several times. “I’m not stopping until you decide”, he shouts from inside. “Ahhjjj….” you huff and walk away to your room.

Flopping down on bed, you keep thinking about that “idea” you had while chatting with Killer… “What if… what if… Kid, Killer and me…. Nah forget it”, you try to convince yourself because you know Kid won’t simply accept it. Yet the idea seems enticing and turns you on like hell. But Kid is a stubborn one, so you put on two ear plugs and soon you fall asleep.

You wake up in the middle of the night to some shouting that not even your earplugs can conceal. “Damn Kid”, you say and stood up from bed, before he decides to fight with his friend. “What the fuck is happening? it’s 2AM!”, you shout even louder than your tulip head man.

You found Kid and Killer with no shirts nor pants on whatsoever. Both of them are blushed as hell, only wearing boxers, both have on their faces smudges with red and purple lipstick, and none of them seems to explain what the hell is going on. And then the penny dropped. You take your hands to your open mouth, and with excitement start giggling. “No way. You are not… OH MY GOD!!! I knew it!” you scream while jumping in place.

“Y/N is not… is not what you think”, says Kid trying to excuse himself and remain as the manly heterosexual man in front of you. Killer, who was sitting over the kitchen counter with his long blond hair dishevelled, shakes his head softly as he was trying to warn you not to tease Kid with this. But you just don’t care. Kid kept pushing you with choosing in between him and Killer and now is fucking with him? Oh baby, hell no…

“So…”, you say with a perverse smile and walk towards Kid. He looks at you unable to speak and you softly caress his cheek. Kid gasps, and you stand on tip toes to finally kiss his mouth, lustfully, erotically. At first, he is kind of hesitant, but your tongue makes him lose any control.

Killer is still sitting over the counter looking at the erotic spectacle you two are giving and you slowly pull from Kid’s boxers. You walk backwards until your ass is pressed against Killer groin, while Kid keeps kissing you. One of your hands reaches back for Killer’s bulge, while the other is occupied on Kid’s one.

Your blond lover buries his fingers on the skin of your butt, while Kidd keeps kissing you like crazy.

This situation is turning the three of you on fire, and you are more than pleased about this happening. But you can’t help thinking about what was going on between Kid and Killer before you interrupted them, so, there is just a way to find out…

You slowly separate your lips from Kid and turn your head to Killer, you kiss him passionately. This time is Kid’s turn to look. When you are satisfied from the blond guy’s lips you look at both of them and your hands travel to Kid’s nape. Gently, you pull from him towards Killer’s face. Killer knows exactly what you are doing, and he is more than pleased to confirm it to you. When the red head realizes what your intentions are, at first struggles against it, but you mouth to him “It’s ok, this is pure pleasure babe” ... Finally the guys’ lips press onto each other, and a lustful making out session begins for them. This is heaven, you are so turned on because of this, you are enjoying this.

While they keep making out, you kneel in between their manly big muscular bodies and reach for both bulges. You pull down his boxers and let his members free. Your right hand grabs Killer’s and your left hand Kid’s. You alternate between kissing the tip of his dicks and then sucking both at the same time as they both come even closer to each other while they keep kissing. So delightful…

“Let’s go to bed”, says Kid and all of you agree. His bed is more than huge -for some reason- so the three of you would fit perfectly. You walk through the kitchen to the bedroom in between them while they undress you. Once in the room, Kid pushes you to bed and you lie there, looking like a prey to be devoured by two beasts.

They crawl into bed, on each side of you, and begin to kiss your neck. Your hands coup their faces as they leave marks all over your body. Kid reaches for your sex and fingers you while Killer delightfully sucks your nipples. You moan, loudly and squirm with each action they both take on your body.

Killer moves and places himself in between your thighs. Kid stands up, kneeling on bed, and offers you his sex for you to choke on it, while his friend devours yours.

Black tinted tears from your smudged makeup run through your cheeks when you gag onto Kid’s dick, your broken moans are being suffocated by the intense pounding of his member on your throat, and Killer’s long fingers penetrates you, hitting that sweet spot that soon will make your legs be trembling.

But this is just the beginning, soon, Killer starts fucking you and Kid face sits you, while both of them make out once again. Your mouth keeps playing with Kid’s anatomy, back and forth, devouring everything he has, the base of his dick, his sack and even his rear entrance. “Is he willing to be penetrated too?”, you wonder, and the idea makes you even more horny.

Kid moans with his lips pressed against his blond friend, and while he does, he massages your breasts, occasionally playing with your nipples. Killer deep thrusts are leaving you on the verge of climax. And when you do, Kid also cums from the rimming of your playful tongue. His sweet sticky orgasm ends up all over your stomach.

The redhead stands up, and looks at the mess he made of you, and while he recovers, Killer also cums all over your stomach. An evil smile garnishes your face as you tell them “clean my body with your tongue”. They are hesitant at first, but babe, they are up for everything. They will probably be regretting this tomorrow, but tonight they just simply don’t care, and of course they do as you told. His tongues softly licking their cums over your belly, making yourself feel like a holy plate with the most gourmet preparations. Your fingers brush their hairs until you are completely clean. “Good job guys”, you tell them, and they are all ready for round two.

“My turn”, says Kid while grabbing you by your hips and making you turn around. You quickly place yourself on all fours waiting for that tulip head to plunge deep into you. He starts fucking you while Killer rests a little bit on bed. Your insatiable self looks at him and asks for kisses. He slowly crawls next to you and starts kissing you, and for doing so he has to be on all fours too. Nothing escapes your imagination, and you have already planned how Kidd would be fucking Killer too. “Kid, now you have him too. Fuck your friend, Kid”, you tell him while he keeps pounding you. Kid grunts and says “Bro, take the lub”. You widen your eyes. “LUBE? HA!”. They’ve been fucking the whole time? you laugh in between moans. “This is just surreal boy”, you tell them. But what happens next gets you even more impressed…

The lube wasn’t for Killer, but for Kid... And while he keeps fucking you hard, Killer preps his friend. “OH GOD!” you scream. “Shut up”, says Kid as fucks you even harder and gets one breast squeezed on his hand. Soon Killer fucks the hell out of Kid, while he does the same to you. Moaning, grunting, whining, your bodies release the accumulated pleasure into intense orgasms that fill each other's cavities… ~

Congratulation for your 200 followers!!!🥳🥳I love your writing so much 🥰. Could I request a short scenario for kid and killer with #13 #22 #49 I'm such a sucker for this two🥴 THANKSSS

Hi!! thank u so much!! To fulfil this request I thought about continuing with a second part from the “I want both” OS. You can read first part here.

Thank u for requesting and being part 💖~

NSFW ~ Part 2 ~ Eustass Kid x Killer x F! Reader ~ I Want Both [Threesome]

Kinks:

🌶 #13: Threesome 🌶 #22: Master/Slave 🌶 #49: Blindfolding

TW: NSFW. M/M/F. Kid x Killer action. Explicit. Master/slave dynamics. Blindfolding. Threesome. Oral sex. Vaginal sex. Cuckolding. Double penetration. Spanks

CW: 1.1K

Part 1

That night, the first night you three have been together, you thought that was going to be the last. Yet, a few days after, Kid, Killer and you decided to keep up with the “relationship”. Sex has never been better, and you have even been incorporating new kinks each night…

Killer has blindfolded you and left you waiting on Kid’s bed. Red satin sheets under your knees, your naked body awaiting to be devoured.

The sound of the door opening, and a slight ray of light hits the black fabric that covers your face. You are deprived from seeing, so the rest of your senses enhance. You hear the heavy boots of your lovers coming towards you.

The mattress moves when they two hop over it and you slightly lose balance. The warm breath of both men lingers over your neck, and playful hands squeeze both of your breasts. One of them, bites your neck. You squirm and moan softly. Kid’s voice whispers into your ear, “are you ready little slut?”.

You bite your lip as his raspy voice leaves your whole core tingling, “Yes, master”. A pair of lips kiss yours, and then others join. Three lascivious tongues sticking out curl and play with each other, little strings of saliva dripping from your mouths.

You are not allowed to touch unless told otherwise, but multiple hands play with your anatomy. Only gasps, moans and whines can be heard in the room. You don’t see, but you know they are touching each other too.

You can feel hair brushing over your left shoulder, identifying your blond lover, Killer. A single hand squeezes your right breast. And then two mouths start sucking and biting your nipples. You moan soundly, trying to stand still, but you fail miserably. And moving has consequences, your masters have ordered you not to move, and you just disobeyed them.

Killer grabs your hair pulling from it, throwing your head back. “Did I or Kid tell you to move?”. “No, master. I’m sorry”, you excuse yourself. “What happens if you don’t follow our orders, slave?” asks Kid, almost shouting into your ear. “I get punished” ...

You are thrown against the mattress, hitting your nose with it. Killer passes his arms under your pelvis and lifts your butt up. “Maintain yourself like this, and don’t move” he orders. “Yes, master”, you tell him. “I don’t really know if she is able to follow your orders, bro”, says Kid who then places his knee over your head. He pushes your head into the bed, and then, you get spanked, twice. Your ass cheeks burn, you can’t even properly breath. Your nails carve on the silky material of the sheets.

A last spank hits your ass before Killer tells you to stand up. You do it, clumsier because you can’t really see, but mainly because your butt hurts. Once you are on the floor, Kid tells you “Walk, bitch”, and you do as he tells while he grabs your back and guides you into the room. “On your knees”, he orders.

You slowly kneel on the carpet and wait for instructions. You hear Kid’s steps going towards the bed. The sound of zippers going down, and boots falling against the floor prepares you into what’s next. The bed squeaks when two heavy bodies flop on to it.

Lips smacking makes you imagine the image you may have in front of you. A wicked smile is drawn on your lips as you delightfully hear your two lovers make out passionately.

“Take off the fold”, Killer orders you. “Yes, master” you nod and slowly untie the knot on the back of your head. The black silky cloth slowly falls and the image of both men lying in bed, kissing and jerking each other's member welcomes back your eyes into the light. “Stay there, and look until I say so”, says Kid while he keeps stroking Killer’s swollen member.

Your lips softly part, you lick your lips, your mouth is watering. You fight against the need to take your hands to your core. The image of those men masturbating with each other, is making you burn.

After the both of them have successfully played with their members enough, they both look at you and Kid orders you to come crawling. You slither to the foot of the big bed. Their wounded, lean legs hang from bed, and they invite you to suck both of his cocks, moving them with their hands.

You begin with Kid’s tip, you kiss, lick, and suck it, under the intense gaze of your two masters. You then change to Killer’s. And while you delight them with your oral skills, they are back at making out, hot steamy kisses that got you touch-starved.

His bodies get one in front of the other, so you can suck their dicks at the same time and Killer can suck Kid’s nipples. They grunt, and you moan. Your chest goes up and down, your slit dripping wet from the arousal, you need to be pleased.

They stop and Killer calls you, “Y/N, come here, we gonna fuck you”. “Yes master”, you say excitedly and quickly jump to bed. “Spread your legs for me”, he says and attacks your core, sucking your clit while fingers you violently. Kid looks with a grin while jerking off.

Once your blond master is satisfied with your taste, and your hole has been perfectly stretched to fit both of their members, Killer lays his back over the mattress and tells you to sit over his dick. You do as he tells, crawling over, grabbing his dick, and guiding it inside of you. Once you are properly placed, next in making a move is your red haired master. He settles over you in between killer’s and your legs and slowly pushes his sex inside of you. Your walls stretch as you are holding both of them. You purr, and they start to pump synchronously in and out. The rubbing of your walls and their members sent the three of you to heaven.

Kid kisses your lips drowning his moans, and then as you tilt your head to the side he makes out with Killer. The thrusts, how fulfilled you feel, the pressure on your stomach and the smell of their sweaty bodies having you trapped motivates you to reach climax in just a few minutes. You scream their names repeatedly as you let yourself go in the pleasures of a big orgasm. Your lovers keep fucking you, overstimulating your whole body until they reach climax too, bathing your insides with their sweet seed.

Kid collapses over your body, and even if it's difficult for you to take a gasp of air, you just enjoy the pulsating sensation of both of them inside you.

Resting your bodies, returning breathing back to normal, just to get ready for next round. You smile pleased because you wanted both… and now you got them ♥ ~

Yes please, mommy! It's been a while and I read a fic earlier that really riled me up abt sonmophilia. I'd be a good girl just for u if you'd take care of me like that...

-💜

tw: somnophilia

‘s that right? i didn’t know my pretty girl was so needy..

you want me to make you feel good while you’re asleep, hm? i’ll slip my fingers into those cute little panties and make you cum all over them, baby.

bet you’d love to wake up with my face buried between your pretty thighs, wouldn’t you?

Alberto: * puts pride flag up in the tower*

Luca: what does it mean?

Alberto: it’s the Italian flag 😌

So you are spoiling us huh? Fufufu tremendous. Hi dear, may I ask for the numbers 25+26+40+47+48 in an scenario with Law + Fem!reader, please?

Maybe reader said something about getting turned on thinking the crew heard them having sex. Law acts baffled and ofended, insisting sex is a private thing. He decides to show reader how it truly is, almost like a punishement: taking them to a seclude and quiet spot; dirty talking them, teasing and masturbating them in public... and watch them BEG to stop if some stranger comes by. He never thought he may be actually enjoy the adrenaline of getting caugh. Now he wants to take a step foward, take action. The rest is up to you. ;) ;)

HI!! Well this idea it's just pure gold. I loved it and I wanted to write it as soon as I could. So it's finally here!. I think Law would be doing that for sure, specially because he is so repressed and reserved most of the times. Anyways, I hope you like it 💖~ Thank u so much for requesting! ❣ ~

NSFW ~ Trafalgar D. Water Law x F! Reader ~ Scream Louder, Babe.

Kinks:

🌶# 25: Voyeurism 🌶# 26: Anal 🌶 #40: Public 🌶 #47: Squirting 🌶 #48: Getting caught

TW: NSFW. Anal, rimming, squirting, masturbation, dirty talking, vaginal sex. Semi-public.

WC: 1.5K

Blankets tangled around your limbs, your hair disheveled, sweaty bodies. Your face over Law’s inked chest. Law brushing your hair. Both exhausted. The buzz of the crew on the deck outside is heard from the little porthole windows of the Polar Tang.

“Babe, you gotta low down your voice when we are fucking on the submarine…”, your serious boyfriend tells you after fucking you so hard it made you almost impossible to have your mouth shut. You look at him with an “oh come on” expression. “Hm… I will try to be quiet next time.... Well, I don’t know, imagine if the guys heard us… wouldn’t it be erotic?”, you suggest.

Law stops brushing your hair and looks at you offended, “are you kidding me? I don’t want them to hear me… to hear you”. “Oh, come on. I bet your friends would die to hear us”, you tease him again -deep inside these words hold a big truth, you are indeed a little turned on thinking about the idea of someone hearing you or worse, watching you get railed by him-.

The surgeon of death frowns at such a perverted offering and scolds you for it. “This is our private moment. I don’t want others to hear, look, enjoy or even take part in making love to you”, says Law. “Ok… Ok. But just so you know, I got turned on with that. After all you are just ashamed, everybody knows couples fuck. Don’t act so frigid'' you tell him, half joking, half confessing, and turned around just to hide under the pillows.

Your boyfriend huffs, and after a few moments he asks you to shower and get dressed. You wonder what he is planning, and you even get a little scared. Is he kicking me out the room? Is he mad at me?...

You do as he tells and turn on the shower. He enters with you, but although you try to tease him for a next round, he acts uninterested. You wash your body a little annoyed and get out of the shower. He follows you. Both of you get dressed and ready to get out of the room.

Law looks at you still frowning. He looks mad, pissed at you. “Come on”, he tells you and grabs your wrist pulling from it, so you follow him. “Where are we going, babe?”, you ask, stumbling with your feet in order to keep the pace. Law remains silent.

Almost running through the halls of the submarine, you arrive at the stairwell under the main deck. “What the fuck, Law?”, you tell him frightened but confused.

Law pushes you against the metal wall and pins you against it. “Let’s see if fucking like this really turns you on…”. You widen your eyes; the hell is he talking about?

Your boyfriend starts kissing and biting your neck, his hands through your pants reach your sex. His inked surgeon fingers playfully masturbate your clit. You try to resist the urge of screaming, and you coup your mouth with your hand. Anyone could hear you, or what’s worse, someone could be there in a matter of seconds. “Come on, moan louder, take your hand off your mouth. Don’t you want them to hear you? Is this what you told me turned you on?” Law says with a cruel tone.

“L-Law… B-aabe…”, you protest and whine at the same time as he fingers you like he knows it makes you burst with pleasure. “What? are you turned on already, my slutty baby? don’t you want me to make you scream so the others can see you enjoying my dick?”. You don’t really know at this point if this is some type of punishment you should be suffering or enjoying. You have mixed feelings for sure. The idea made you really horny, but the experience looks terrifying. What if Bepo finds you like this? What if Pen, or Shachi?... They are only a few steps on the stairs from you.

Yet, judging by how Law is behaving, how turned on he seems to be, it looks as if he is enjoying this way more than you think. He turns you around and your face hits the cold metal wall of the submarine. “B-babe… I’m sorry... Uhm I, I said that because I was... mhh... joking…”, you mumbled while Law grinds against your -now- naked butt.

“I’m gonna show you I’m not a <frigid>. You wanted this, enjoy it”, he whispers into your ear, and makes you suck his finger. “Suck it well, make it really wet”, he orders you while using his other hand to massage your breasts.

He takes his finger out of your mouth and begins to stimulate your back entrance. You widen your eyes once more. He knows anal is like your kairoseki, you just can’t help but shout at the pleasure he produces to you when he fucks you there. Playful fingers move back and forth, from your cunt, dragging your wetness, to your butthole. Your legs tremble, he keeps telling you to shout, to moan like the little bitch in heat you are. Your heart beats faster and faster. It’s impossible for you not to moan, and your little whines resonate on the metallic walls of the Polar Tang.

Law kneels at your back, and this time he uses his tongue. Rimming you so good, your legs are about to stop responding. He spreads your ass cheeks, and his mouth devours every single place of your anatomy. Once he is pleased with your butt on his face, he turns you around grabbing you by your pelvis. Your body moves naturally to his will, and now he has his face in front of your sex.

His sweet tongue once again attacks your core, while he uses his fingers to masturbate both of your entrances. He knows you have to be stretched enough not to hurt you when fucking you with his wide hard member.

“Law, please stop… ahj the guys are gonna come here, come on”, you tell him. “I love watching you beg after asking for it, enjoy my little slut”, he says and sucks your clit harder. “Fuck…”, you swear gasping as you are about to come. Law notices it, and starts fingering so violently, so perfectly on the right spot, that it makes you squirt so hard, so wet, so noisy. The floor, Law’s face and hand completely damped with the products of your climax. “Look at the mess you have made… I wonder if I should call the guys to clean it for us”, Law says while rejoicing the red face you have after shouting like that.

“Come on, Law. The guys… they…”, you try to tell him, but he says, “Oh no no, this is just the beginning babe”, and his member is now about to penetrate you. He lifts you up while deep thrusts send you to heaven and your back hits the wall. You are sure that those poundings rumble over the dock, and sooner someone will come to see what’s with that sound.

In fact, you hear the main gate open and some of the guys asking what the hell is that hammering sound. You look at Law shaking your head, trying to contain your moans, just for him to stop. “Stop”, you whisper desperately. “Heh… I’m not stopping at all. I think I like this more than I thought. Great idea, babe”, he whispers back with a perverse laugh.

Steps on the metallic stairs are heard, and Law still fucking you with your legs crossed behind his waist, carries you to the corner of the stairwell where you could say it’s the “blindest” spot. He keeps fucking you this time avoiding your back to hit the wall. You bite your lip, almost hurting them.

You watch Shachi’s boots go downstairs through the spaces in between the steps, and you bury your head on Law’s shoulder. “The fuck was that sound?”, your nakama says as he leaves the stairs and heads to the dining area. You breathe release… but not for so much, because Law puts you back on the ground, turns you around and rubs his dick over your dilated rear entrance.

Tangling some hair strands around his hands he pulls from them and penetrates you. The pleasure of his member invading your ass walls makes you scream hard. To which Law laughs devilishly. “I won’t stop fucking you, even if someone comes”, he warns you. You can’t even say proper words, so you just mumble and whine. Your hands reach for some pipes over there and grab yourself from them while Law keeps with the violent thrusts.

You are about to reach climax, and you too become completely unaware of being exposed, or getting caught. Law and you have surrendered to pleasure, and all of your senses are on reaching climax together. He is not covering your mouth anymore, and even Law is moaning.

Suddenly all of your crewmates shout at the same time “GUYS!”. You are dragged from the pleasing sensation to reality, where all of your friends are looking at you stunned. Your cheeks become red; you close your eyes. Law has stopped fucking you, but he remains still with his dick still inside of you. A few seconds after he whispers into your ear, “Well, as you said… everybody knows couples fuck..."

{+18} – Sweet Tease ~ Marco x S/O – Requested

Modern AU. Female S/O. No physical descriptions. Everybody is 18+. No spoilers.

TW: NSFW, teasing, public sex.

Word count: 2.4K

A/N: Thank you so much for asking for this request! It’s the first time I write for Marco and I loved the idea! I hope you like it ♥

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31416047

Anon requested for: 

A busy afternoon in your life, you grab your phone and text your boyfriend, Marco.

14:54. You > Oi babe, are you busy today?.  15.30. Dr.M > Hey darling, I’m having a big surgery in about an hour, I don’t know much is going to take, but whenever I’m out I’ll txt you. Love you!. 

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How The OP Boys React To You Wearing Someone Else’s Jacket

A/N : hey! This is just something to make up for my lack of writing recently. Hope you enjoy!

Summary : a couple of the one piece boys react to you wearing someone else’s jacket instead of theirs. How could you? :>

includes ; Ace, Sabo, Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, law and Mihawk.

only Luffy’s ended up being a hc, the others are like super short scenarios lol. Well. Just dialogue mostly.

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Luffy

Visibly confused when he notices.

Why are you wearing Law’s jacket over your shoulders? Today isn’t particularly cold, at least not for him.

He isn’t sure why, but he doesn’t like it.

Will not hesitate to confront you and ask you straight up.

“Oi, [Name]! Why are you wearing Law’s jacket?”

He has the biggest, sulky pout on his lips with his arms crossed and staring at you.

Weird thing is, Law hasn’t been around for a while so you must’ve had that jacket for quite some time if you’re wearing it.

“Luffy. It just feels warm and big on me, so I wore it. Plus, this way, I won’t forget to return it to him when we see him again!”

Luffy pouts further at your comment and sighs, clearly growing agitated the longer you wore it.

Since Luffy didn’t particularly had a jacket, he stripped off his shirt and tossed it at your face.

“Wear this instead! I don’t want you wearing Law’s jacket, you’ll smell like him!”

-

Zoro

Clear displeasure and irritation evident when he sees you walking out in an all too familiar jacket.

“Why the hell are you wearing that?”

Tugging on Sanji’s blazer securely, you shrug and continue what you were doing.

“It’s chilly out, and Sanji offered me his jacket. It’s warm.”

Hearing your excuse merely increased his annoyance. That chivalrous bastard.

“Well take it off. It looks horrible on you.” He bluntly comments and you roll your eyes at him. “I’m cold though!”

“Fine.”

And so, Zoro walks on over towards you and not giving a damn if he ripped the jacket as he pulls it off your body, he unties his (kimono?) and before you could react,

he is pulling you into his embrace, before tying back up with you inside and carried you over to the railing of the deck.

He plops down and sits with his back to the railing and you in his lap. “Now you won’t be cold.” He says, wrapping his arms around you and shut his eyes.

-

Sanji

“Hm? [Name]-chan, why are you wearing Luffy’s shirt?”

Absolutely shocked at the many thoughts running through his mind. You were wearing Luffy’s shirt,

The same one that he wears everyday?! And so, LUFFY IS WALKING AROUND SHIRTLESS BECAUSE YOU ARE WEARING HIS SHIRT?!

“Oh, I—“

“HOW DARE YOU LUFFY, YOU BASTARD! I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU, YOU STUPID RUBBER STRAW HAT!” Sanji cries out, completely lost and in tears. “HOW DARE YOU TAINT MY [NAME]-CHAN’S INNOCENCE LIKE THAT?!”

“Sanji! Relax! It’s not like that!”

You let out a breath as the chef finally relaxed, teary eyes and teardrops running down his cheeks. “*sniffles loudly* you sure?..”

“Of course I’m sure! Usopp, Luffy and I were just playing a game and I got wet. Luffy let me wear his shirt to cover myself while I changed.”

Sanji widens his eyes in realization and relaxes his shoulders, exhaling out in slight relief. “Oh.. I see..”

“Besides, I wouldn’t go for Luffy. I’d totally go for Zoro—“ before you could continue your tease, Sanji interrupts.

“YOU DUMBASS MARIMO!”

-

Law

“[Name]-ya. Why are you wearing that?”

Taking a second glance when you enter the room, he can feel confusion and his eyebrow twitching in irritation at the familiar sight.

“Actually, how the hell do you even have that?”

Glancing down at the large cape/jacket that had a faint smell of alcohol, metal and Kid’s common body scent, you shrug in response.

“I don’t actually know, but I found it and it’s comfortable so I’m keeping it! Eustass can find another one.”

Law rubs the bridge of his nose and heaves a heavy sigh. “Do you mind taking it off? I don’t need the smell of that metal head filling my ship.”

Obviously, he just despised seeing you in it.

Law definitely doesn’t want to be near you just to smell Kid’s scent, either.

“Whyyy, it’s comfortable and I’m feeling cold..” you whine and Law rolls his eyes. “Then take this.”

He grumbles under his breath and slips off his doctor’s coat and held it out for you, his other hand and attention focused on his paperwork.

He just wanted to see you in his jacket really, he was sure you’d look a hundred times better.

Excited, you immediately take off Kid’s coat and take Law’s, slipping it on and grin widely. “Smells just like you... and disinfectant.”

You laugh a bit and Law couldn’t help the curve of his lips at the sight of you.

You did look a lot better in his clothes.

-

Ace

“Baby, don’t tell me that’s still Sabo’s jacket you’re wearing..”

The fake betrayal and expression of pain and sadness lit his eyes and you felt just a pang of guilt.

“Maybe.. he offered it to me! I just came across him today and he didn’t want me to get cold.”

“Why didn’t you wear a jacket?”

Visibly sulky and pouty, and whining that you shouldn’t be wearing another man’s clothes, especially his brothers.

“I forgot! And besides, I would have taken yours but you don’t wear anything.” You hum, and Ace smirks lightly.

“Because it’s easier to get in the mood that way~” he jokes and you roll your eyes despite the giggle that slipped out.

“Besides, if you were cold, I am literally an actual body heater. Just cuddle and hug me if you’re cold!”

“Okay, okay! Let’s go and get some cuddles right now then.”

“I know another way I can warm you up instead~” Ace hums, immediately picking you up by the waist and taking you to the bedroom.

-

Sabo

When Sabo returns early from a small task, he finds you on the bed and in a particular someone’s jacket, confusing him.

“Hey, love. Is this Roronoa’s blazer? Why do you have it?”

You’re overjoyed seeing the blonde returning so soon, but a bit startled at his appearance and question.

“Oh, Zoro lent it to me! It was during Dressrosa, before we left after talking with his crew mates.”

“Why didn’t you just ask for mine?” Sabo pouts, frowning when he saw how adorable you looked in something that wasn’t his or technically yours.

“You were busy with explaining your backstory to them, I didn’t want to interrupt you.” You sheepishly say, seeing his pout and was quick to take off the jacket.

“But since you’re here, give me yours! It smells like you, so I want it!”

“You know I have plenty in the closet..” he mumbles, reluctantly taking his off with a sulk, hiding his secret smile. “So I’m just second choice?”

Of course, now he was just teasing you.

“Sabo!”

-

Mihawk

“Mi amor, tell me the reason for the red-haired’s coat around you.”

Mihawk’s expression is laced with displeasure and disappointment at the sight of it.

He is equally annoyed and irritated that you seem to have Shank’s smell lingering on you from his coat.

“When Shanks visited, he left his coat behind. It’s comfortable so I wore it.”

“Well, take it off. It’s an annoyance to see and smell. Throw it out.”

You could only sigh at Mihawk’s stern, yet toneless voice and follow his order, slipping the material off your shoulders and went to an open window.

“Wait.”

Mihawk pulls at his mini cross blade and swings twice, successfully cutting the fabric into pieces just as you released your hold on it.

“Was that necessary?..” you mumble, a slight smile and amusement playing on your face as Mihawk nods, shutting his golden eyes. “Of course.”

-

A/N : I was going to include Kid and Corazon but like, this was a lot already and this isn’t even that great in general, and I just wanted to post something :> hope you still like this!

Sorry if it seems rushed and not that great. I’m really out of my writing game lately. :/

ADHD Peter Parker, please! Like ADHD underestimation. I wanna know how Tony would help Peter with his underestimation. I also wanna know Peter's stims he does. If you can that would be great!

Remember to drink water! -💜

when did you send me this ask? i did not get a notification so i didn't see it, i'm so sorry /gen

without further ado:

adhd peter parker headcanons

- peter gets understimulated very easily, more than most people with adhd even. it might be because of his powers or his genius mind, or a combination of both

- both peter and tony have hyperfixated on the band queen (tony got peter into it but now they're both equally obsessed), so whenever peter is understimulated tony reminds him that he can listen to queen (peter, like most people with adhd, forgets he can listen to music to seek stimulation)

- brian may's guitar playing, roger taylor's falsetto voice, and freddie mercury's voice in general are auditory stimulation heaven for them (i will admit i am projecting here)

- they listen to queen, but also to other artists together and happy stim!! (peter got tony into conan gray and olivia rodrigo, tony will not admit he loves their music to anyone else)

- peter has a science fiction special interest/hyperfixation, and tony happily listens to his rants and theories (tony is always more than happy to listen to peter, but he often brings up peter's hyperfixations to cheer peter up when he's sad)

- like the gen-z transmasc he is, peter listens to the magnus archives (a horror anthology podcast), though he can only listen to it in bus or car rides or when he's exercising, otherwise he can't focus. he also has a vocal stim where he hums the intro music, and another stim where he talks in jonathan sims' accent sometimes,,, he also listens to the podcast when he's understimulated. tony has often walked in on peter, working in the lab, with a very eery, unsettling story being heard very loudly through the speakers, along with creepy string music playing in the background. he doesn't know why peter like this stuff

- he is hyperactive, and rarely hyperfixates on things or activities he needs to stay still for a long time for, like reading. the only book he hyperfixated on was red, white and royal blue (mj and ned got him into it and he loved it)

- peter definitely stims by jumping up and down (no this is not just me projecting /s),, he also jumps up and down on any surface he can stand on (e.g. walls or the ceiling)

- he also like,,, wiggles his shoulders as a stim, that one is usually for listening to good music

- he has many vocal stims, though because of ableist society (f*** ableists btw) he only feels comfortable stimming vocally when he's alone

- some of his vocal stims include: humming whatever song he's obsessed with at the moment (a lot of the time it's "discord" or "my ordinary life" by the living tombstone)

- another vocal stim of his is just,,, screaming, usually to relieve stress

- he has many fidget toys, although they tended to break easily until tony made him fidget toys that withstand his super strength (this idea is one i've mentioned before, and @human-salt-shaker-aka-cf-fighter was the one who came up with it, it's an awesome idea /gen)

- he also really likes blue things, idk if it's a visual stim but it makes him feel calm

- he has a very secret crystal and rock collection that started from his witchcraft hyperfixation but the crystal obsession kept resurfacing even after he decided witchcraft isn't for him (he does sometimes stir intention into his coffee or tea but shhh no one can know)

- he has a pressure stim which is partly the reason why he "forgets" to take off his binder after 8 hours of wearing it (tony, may, happy and ned are worried and so am i)

ok so these are just a few unorganised and messy thoughts, and i probably went off-topic a few times but hey-ho. i'm sorry i took so long to reply, i literally did not know this was in my inbox??? anyway, i hope you like these headcanons, and if you have anything more specific in mind, feel free to send another ask (also: thank you for reminding me to drink water/gen)!

How about a Daddy Dom Dabi punishing you for making him jealous. I love your fics Beelz 💙💙

Dabi: NSFW BELOW

“I hope this was what you wanted.” Dabi’s voice growls in your ear. You can’t see him, due to the blind fold, so the heated puff of air sends chills down your spine. Another solid strike of the wooden paddle sends your body lurching forward, but the ties hold you up. “Answer me. Is this what you wanted when you walked past Dusty Dick with the shortest pair of shorts you own on, making a point of showing him your ass?” He repeats. All you can do is let out a muffled sob, the ring gag making it impossible to speak.

When you heard that your boyfriend knew all about bondage, you wanted to see it in action. Sadly, he was too lazy to spend the time tying the ropes in a way that wouldn’t actually hurt you; that is, until you push him to do it. That is how you ended up like this, your legs in a frog tie, and your arms tied behind your back. Another set of ropes force you to sit on your knees, unable to move.

“Don’t think I didn’t notice your hand trailing up his thigh, trying to stir his shriveled dick. Well now you get exactly what you wanted. Your master is going to make sure you are properly punished, and stuffed full of my cum.” His heated hand trails down your back before pressing firmly against the welts the paddle left on your ass. A gargled moan escapes your throat and you are more than aware that you are in for a very long, painfully pleasurable night.

@ultimate-astridwriting, @awkward-youtube-trash, @helloiamadrawer

Hii 💖 I liked the last headcanons !! I was wondering if I could make a request ? Maybe Sabo with a s/o that is very uncomfortable around men but that gets hit on a lot. I hope that this is okay with you ! Lots of love 💖

Hi!! 💞 How are you?. I'm so happy you liked the HCs! I think Sabo is a true ally to the feminism cause so he would act just as he should in these situations! So, I hope you enjoy what I wrote for you. Lots of love and thank you for requesting and supporting my work ~💓

HCs Sabo x S/O who gets hit a lot and feels uncomfortable ~

Sabo is pretty laid back. He is not the type of guy who gets jealous so easily, and if there is a reason for it, he will not take action immediately. He knows his S/O is his and how uncomfortable other men make you feel when they try to hit on you. Yet, if the stalker gets a little bit intense, he will intervene.

When Sabo and you go to a place where there could probably be a bunch of men, for example, a bar, he is ready to protect you from all of those looks. Sabo would hug you from behind while walking, and if he notices it’s needed, even covers you with his black coat. Not because he thinks you are his property and should not be looked at, but because he knows that makes you feel safe.

If someone dares to come talk to his s/o, at first the man would be ignored, but if he notices you are uncomfortable, first thing he would do is grab your chin in between his two fingers to look at him, telling you how pretty and gorgeous you are. But if the man insists, well, he better be prepared. Sabo would attack him with clever words, trying to lower his morale. This usually works, but if it doesn’t, he knows using violence is just not worth it, but mainly because this could make you feel worse, and he only thinks about you being happy and comfortable.

Sabo would never tell you that “you get hit a lot because you are pretty”, because even if it’s true that you are, it’s not the real reason and he understands that perfectly. He knows it’s because most men don’t respect women and don’t give a fuck if that makes you uncomfortable or not. Yet, even if he is there to protect you, he has told you several times you should speak up. He encourages you to confront them because you are a strong woman.

Freedom ~ Shanks x F! Reader – Requested.

In universe. Female S/O. No physical descriptions. Everybody is 18+. No spoilers.

TW: Family problems, dead parents. SFW.

Word count: 4.3K

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31458956

Anon requested: OMG I just read your Ace fic and it was so good! Idk if you write for Shanks or not but if you do could you maybe do something similar to the Ace fic but with him? (If you are not busy). Thank you so much, your stuff is great.

A/N: Thank you so much for asking for Shanks. I fall in love with OP men with him, and it’s a character that have always intrigued me. I wanted to give it a twist to the jealousy part, I hope you like it!! I recommend to listen to “Memories” – 1st ending of OP- while reading the end!.

Somewhere on the Grand Line, Post Summit War.

“Are you sure you want to go out today, y/n?”, your mother asks you, worried. A big ship has arrived in town. On the mast a black flag with a skull crossed by two sabers and three scars over the left eye of it, warns the citizens that pirates are here.

In no time, man and woman began to talk and everybody knew that those pirates were no other than the crew of one of the Yonkous, the Red-Haired Pirates with its captain, Akagami no Shanks.

You are not afraid, you’ve never been. Maybe because you always wanted to be a pirate, or maybe because you knew exactly that from the emperors, Shanks was probably the most pacific one.

“It's ok, mum! They are not that bad, don’t worry I’ll be fine”, you say to your mother, trying to calm her, while your heart somehow beats faster. The idea of meeting such powerful people, pirates, something you have always dreamt of becoming but always had to forget because of your family, excites you.

You grab your bike and head to the city center where your grocery store awaits to be open. You know that probably they won’t visit your shop, but deep down you wish so. The day passes and every customer conversation topic is focused on the outsiders, on the pirates. “You should go home, it’s dangerous for you to be alone in here!, What if they come and rob you? or even worse!”.

You are fed up with people thinking that you are a weak damsel, they seem to forget that from a young age you have managed to keep your family going after your mum was left alone with you and your siblings, by your dad who became a pirate years ago.

Little by little the streets around your store become empty, you think it is because it’s late but you gaze at the clock and you have more than two hours left until the closing time. “Could it be…?”. And it is.

Someone opens the big wooden door of the shop with a scrape and the orange sun rays enter blinding you for an instance. There he was, a tall handsome man, red hair flowing to the breeze that sneaks from outside, three scars that garnishes his left eye and a big smile. You are ripped from your boredom, you know exactly who he was, who the people behind them were. You know it, Akagami no Shanks is here, and you simply love it.

Yet your face looks more scared than pleased, so the red hair man says, “Oi! excuse me! I didn’t mean to scare you. You were the only place open; can I ask for some stuff?”. “H- hello… yes, of course. What can I get for you?”, you ask him politely. “Do you perhaps have some alcohol for us?”, he asks laughing. That laugh, it’s just too cute for a pirate… “I’m afraid I only have a few bottles of sake left, but tomorrow I’ll have a new batch. I can offer you what I have right now and if you want more you can come tomorrow”, you say to him, smiling.

“Oi, captain, she is not afraid of us!!” a fat pirate that is eating a big chunk of meat tells the man in front of me. “There is no point in being afraid, Lucky. Go tell Yasopp that we have enough drinks for tonight”, he says looking at him, and when he turns a little bit you notice he is missing an arm. “Oh… so what I’ve read was true, he’s lost an arm…”, you think while putting the bottles over the counter for him to buy.

“Thank you Miss, here is your payment for the bottles. I’m coming back tomorrow for the others”, he says while handing you some berries with his right hand. You thank him, but before he leaves he tells, smiling at you, “What’s your name? You look like you want to be a pirate, you know? Why don’t you come tonight? we are having a banquet with some friends from this island”. Something inside of you screams “DON’T”, but your heart wins the fight and you happily tell him your name and that you will try to make it.

After he leaves, your heart pumps blood into your ears faster, you feel something strange on your stomach and for a moment you imagine how awesome being at a pirate party might be. You can’t ignore either, how handsome you found him. Such a man… with those grey capris, that open white shirt, the black cloak over his shoulders… a true king, a true pirate emperor. Your cheeks turn to fire…

After closing the shop, you ride your bike home, letting the cold breeze of that autumn island refresh your blushed cheeks.

Your mum and siblings breathe a sigh of relief when they see you safe and sound, after some old busybody hags have told her of your encounter with pirates. “Mum, they only bought some alcohol, paid for it and left. Actually he-, I mean all of them. They were more polite than some people of this town”, you say to her rolling your eyes back, and head to your room.

Flopping down to your bed you begin to ponder the possibility of going to the banquet, but the face of your mother shouting at you erases those thoughts, and you simply accept your destiny.

After dinner, you are back in your room. From your window far in the distance you admire the coast and a vast sea ahead, moonshine over the waves and a few stars in the night sky. That’s always been your view, you have to admit you have a privileged bedroom. But something caught your attention. Is that… “is that their ship?”, you think. Over the coast, a large pirate ship, with red details is docked. You try to focus your sight, and realize that next to it, over the beach there is what looks like a bonfire and some people around. “Yeah, that’s the party I’ve been invited to…”, you sigh.

You close your curtains, and just lay on bed. Closing your eyes, trying to sleep… but you can’t. Turning around, to a side, to the other. “You look like you want to be a pirate”, the voice of that red haired pirate replays on your head, on and on, and on…

You don’t really know what it was, but you perceive a different aura around him. Someone told you years ago, that feeling, the auras you see around people is something called “Haki”. This guy was something different… you feel another type of power around him.

“That’s it, I’m going”. You stand up from bed, throw on a white blouse, an orange skirt, and an underbust corset that cinches your waist.

After making sure everyone is already asleep in your house, you open your windows and escape. You run, at first afraid of someone catching you, but then free. Free as the wind that swirls around with your hair. You are being pulled at them, at him…

A few meters from the coast, a big ship exalts in front of your eyes. There is murmur, music, people dancing. You stand right there, trying to see where Shanks is.

“Oi! I thought you wouldn’t come!”, someone grabs your shoulders from behind and offers you a big wooden cup of alcohol. Turning your head to the right side, you see those scars over his eye, and that wavy red hair.

“Come one, let’s party like only pirates know how to!”, he says, laughing. You accept the cup and follow him. You are surprised to see some citizens having fun with them, but then you remember Shanks telling you they have friends in this town, so you know that nobody there will say anything about you being there if you just don’t say anything about them.

Dancing, drinking, eating some delicious brochettes, one of the guys there was grilling, the night passes. You haven’t had that type of fun before, and everything seems perfect.

The sun is already rising over the horizon, some of the pirates have already passed out on the cold sand, but Shanks and you still have energy, so you keep chatting, drinking and laughing together.

But like everything good has to come to an end, you realize it's already morning and in a few hours everyone at home would be up. “Shanks, I must come back home… I have to open the store”, you say to him, a little embarrassed. You know that “working times” isn’t something that pirates do.

“Oh, you are right!, well let me walk you home, then”, he tells you, genuinely willing to… protect you?. “It’s ok.. don’t worry. My home is right there, on the other side of the beach, that one with yellow walls!” you say to him, pointing at your house. Something you’d probably regret later, you have given to a powerful captain of a pirate crew specific instructions for your home, but somehow you trust him.

“I’ll be watching you then, run!” he says, caressing softly your cheek. And for an instance you both stared into your eyes. “See you later”, you whisper, turn around and begin to run home.

Halfway there, you turn back at the coast, convinced he won’t be there anymore, but he is. He waves at you. He is protecting you. You wave back at him and finally arrive at home.

Being as stealthy as you can be, you climb to your room through your window hoping no one sees you, and head to the bathroom once you are safe inside. Your heart beats faster, maybe it is because you’ve been running, or maybe the adrenaline of experiencing something you’ve dreamt off for so long… who knows? maybe it was the feeling that still persists on your skin, where Shanks brushed his hand…-

You have successfully made it into your home, and try to erase the signs of a good party on your face with cold water before breakfast.

“Good morning, mum!”, you say once you enter the kitchen with a remarkably good mood that you are not used to showing. Your brothers notice it, but say nothing. Your mother, ignorant about your little adventure smiles at you, happy that finally her grumpy daughter is smiling. You grab a toast and leave the house as fast as you can.

You fight against your sleepy eyelids trying to close, your body needs some rest so you put all of your body weight over the counter. You still have all day long until you can come back home, but you don’t regret what you did last night. No more than three customers entered the store during the day, and sadly none of them were Shanks. So, you begin to think that he won’t come back. Until, the little chime on the door announces the arrival of a new customer. “You haven’t slept yet, huh?”. The person you’ve been waiting the whole day is finally here, in front of you.

He came back. A sudden shot of adrenaline wakes your body up, and you seem more awake than ever. “I didn’t get any sleep yet, haha… but it’s ok, I’m not complaining. Did you come back for the sake?” you tell him with a smile that makes your tired eyes slant. “Yeah, Ben will help me to carry them to the ship, but I came for you too”, he says, smirking. “You came for me?”, you ask him confused, but deep down happy to hear those words.

“Haha, I’m not kidnapping you or something like that, but would you like to come to our ship tonight? We can have dinner and then I’ll set you free… I mean I’m sure you would like to go to sleep”, says the red-haired pirate, to which you reply without even thinking, “Yeah, of course!”. “Fine, I’m coming for you when you are over with work”, he says and leaves the shop with you standing there, astonished.

“What the hell just happened, Y/n?” you ask yourself, trying to come up with an excuse to tell your mother about spending the night on a pirate ship… it’s not that you are not allowed to have friends, or even go out, you are an adult, but… pirates?... your mother hates them. I mean, your dad left her to become one so…

But, you aren’t willing to let anybody interfere with something you wanted for so long… plus, you somehow can’t resist that emperor charm, so you grab your den den mushi and call your best friend.

“I know that what I am asking you is too much, but please help me!” you beg her. “But, it’s not only because of your mum. They are pirates, I’m worried for you. I don’t mind you telling her you are going to spend the night here, but… what if they do something bad to you?”, she expressed, truly worried. And you know she is right, after all they were… criminals.

You spend the rest of the afternoon debating between risking yourself or plainly escaping before he comes back. But you can’t deny that rationalizing this type of thing wouldn’t take you anywhere, and the voice of your heart just screams “go with him, trust him”.

And so, you do. After calling your mother and lying to her, you can only wait for him to come and take you to their ship.

“Let’s go!” he says snatching your arm, pulling from you. You feel his fingertips over your skin, and the touch of his hand against your flesh sends some kind of electricity to your whole body… what is it?.

“Here we are! my beloved floating nakama, the “Red Force””, he says showing you the big boat you have in front of yourself. “Wow, it’s huge” you say, amazed, failing to try to hide how excited you are for knowing a pirate ship - one of the four emperors’ of the sea ships -.

You have dinner with all the crew, and again, nobody makes you feel in the sightless uncomfortable. And soon everyone starts to leave for their cabins, until Shanks and you are left alone.

“Come with me, I want to show you something”, he says excited, offering his hand to you. You smile, hold his hand and follow him through the ship.

You are finally on the deck, and he asks you if you are afraid of heights. You don’t, so he points to a hand ladder made out of ropes that allows to climb to the ship’s figurehead. “Go ahead, climb, I’m going right behind you”, he says, encouraging you with that smile that you already love.

Once you’ve carefully stood over the red wooden sea monster figurehead, you extend your hand, in order to help him. He accepts it gladly. From there you can admire the sea and the whole island, the wind blows even stronger, the deep blue sky looks like velvet, the moon shines bright and some stars flicker around it. This is the second time in your life that you feel truly free, and you wish this could be never over.

Shanks passes his right arm around your waist, both of you remain still, admiring the night sky and the sound of the waves. Little by little his mouth approaches your neck, he places a soft subtle kiss over your skin, and you close your eyes. Gradually, you turn to him, and slowly but surely, your lips meet. This marked the start of intense months ahead.

Somedays you just let your friend run the shop for you, sometimes you even close earlier. Some gossip about what you’ve been doing hits your mother, but you deny it categorically. Every time you woke up to Shanks, your body felt sore, but satisfied as hell. And somehow, after spending so many days together, you were almost part of the crew.

But not everything lasts forever, and that day, the day that your lie was discovered finally came.

“Y/n, I heard someone tell mum the pirates are at your shop”, your brother says through the den den mushi. Your siblings knew everything, and you all agreed on lying for the sake of the peace of the family. Plus, Shanks had forged an amazing friendship with them whenever they passed time with us on the ship. “Don’t worry, brother. She has heard that before, I don’t think she’s going to come. Thanks for telling me, though. Love you!”.

You are sitting on Shanks lap, behind the counter. Some customers were already used to him being there, and they didn’t fear them anymore, because of how charming and noble he was with the people of the town.

Suddenly, the door of the store opens violently. There is your mother, agitated, followed by some old ladies. “It’s true… you, that pirate…I came here to prove my daughter was a good girl, but I was wrong…”, she shouts at you as you were still a little girl. “Yeah, it is true. I’m happy now, what’s wrong with it? I am a grown-up adult, we haven’t told you because of how you could react, but everybody else knows it”, you scream at her, furious.

“I’m trying to protect you, my dear daughter… his dad, his father was your dad’s captain. He left us, you, your brothers, me. What are you going to do when he decides to set sail, huh?”, she tells you with tears in her eyes.

You haven’t thought about it, plus… his dad? Shank’s dad was your father’s captain?... You hate to admit she is right; they are pirates, the time of leaving will come sooner or later. But it will come…

“Mrs... when I met your daughter I didn’t know who her dad was…”, Shanks tells your mother. “Since when did you know it? where is he?” you ask your redhead lover. “I’m afraid your dad…”, he shakes his head, stopping himself from saying any more words. And you just understand. He hugs you; you nuzzle your head on his chest, letting some tears flow from your eyes. It’s not something you somehow didn’t know, but the confirmation was devastating. Yet the warm hug from him makes everything easier. You feel safe with him, safe and free.

Your mother, who seems to get not even a little emotional, says coldly, “that’s what happens when you become a pirate. I hope you understand that before it’s late. I’m disappointed at you, I thought you were different from your dad…”. Those words hurt, you’ve always wanted to be free, a pirate, sailing through all the seas, why was that so hard to understand for her?.

Shanks grabs you by your face, and looking into your eyes, he says “I’m not leaving you, I swear”. And you believe in those words, but deep inside, you know that soon you’ll see his ship getting away from the coast.

You come back home where your mother no longer speaks to you, she is so upset that she simply ignores you.

Some days pass until Shanks tells you to meet him at a certain bar called “Partys Bar”. “We never went there”, you think a little confused, but you got ready and leave the house.

When you enter all of Shanks crew members seem to be celebrating something, they greet you as you walk through them. You finally spot your lover, a girl with green hair is hugging him tight, he has a bottle on his hand. They are enjoying themselves; he is happier than ever… and you stay right there, still, realizing that your mum was probably always right. That’s why you two never talked about having a relationship… pirates are just not faithful to their lovers.

You let a tear run through your cheek, and start walking back to the exit of that bar. You hear in between you sobbing and the murmur of the party “Y/n, wait! I want you to meet…”, but you just can’t keep on listening.

Suddenly your whole world caves in, and you just run, straight home.

In the kitchen is your mother sitting, having a cup of tea. She looks at you and says, “He hasn’t even left yet and has already broken your heart, huh? See? You have to understand pirates have a girlfriend on every port, he is an emperor of the sea. Why don’t you get it? He is one of the worst criminals in the whole world. Do you really think he would leave everything aside for you? Plus, Mrs. Johnson told me her husband heard that the pirates are parting tomorrow”. You look at her, wishing she could just shut the hell up, or even comforting you, but she has always been like this, so you just go to your room.

No more than twenty minutes later, you heard strong persistent knocks on the door. Your brothers shout at Shanks but he just simply doesn't care. He is now in your room. “Babe, what happened?!!”, he shouts at you. “I don’t want to talk. Don’t call me babe…”, you say choking back tears. “I need to know what happened, tell me. Please”, Shanks insists. “My mum was right after all; you were with that girl… hugged. Plus, she told me you are leaving tomorrow. I knew this day would come, but why do you have to ruin it for me? why couldn't you just wait to leave to be with another girl?”, you say this time with a fire burning on your eyes. He broke your heart, because even knowing he would leave, you have fallen for him.

Shanks approaches you, squats next to your bed and calmly says to you, “I love you; you fool. The girl you saw is like my sister, her name is Makino. I’ve known her since we were babies, she is the daughter of one of your dads crew mates. I wanted her to meet you. We wanted to celebrate something I thought at this point you had clear. I want you to come with me, you are part of our crew already. I want you to be my empress…”.

“S-Shanks…?” you are astonished. “He loves me?, he wants me to join his crew… he wants… me, a pirate?, I - I always wanted to be a pirate”, you think, and when you imagine yourself sailing through the Grand Line, the New World, something ignites your soul. But, despite how much you love him, and how much you want to be free, you are still bounded to your family…

Your brothers start jumping around, “Our sister is going to be an empress of the sea??, I want to come with her!!!”.

“Shanks… I’m sorry I doubted you. I love you too… with you I knew what being free means. But, I can’t go with you, I’m still responsible for my family”, you say to him, once again leaving your dreams aside.

“I won’t force you to come with us, but let me tell you something… You have a strong spirit, just like your dad, I used my haki around you many times because it was amazing how strong you were, you are meant to travel the world. I can’t explain to you right now why, but you are. Plus, your family is going to be financially covered for at least the rest of their lives”, he says to you, brushing your hair softly with his hand. You don’t understand what he is saying, and your face shows a confused expression. So, he continues, “you see, before our dads passed away, your father asked me to make him a big favor… he wanted me to come here, to this island to give all of his treasures to his family… At first I didn’t know you were the one who was supposed to receive them, but then everything made sense. My crew is going to leave all of your dad's treasures here…”. You simply can’t hold your tears back, you watch your mom who was at the door, unable to speak and tell her “You see, mom? Dad has always cared for us. Pirates are not all bad…”.

It’s already morning and most of the citizens of your town are at the coast, helping those pirates with the last preparations before they set sail to a new adventure, the habitants of the island are grateful for how these pirates have helped them, they weren’t violent, they haven’t robbed a single berrie to them.

The sun is shining, not a single cloud in the sky, seagulls dancing in the air, and a warm breeze plays with some red and brown leaves on the floor.

Finally, the Red Force begins to sail, leaving the shore behind. The whole town waves at them, they wish them a safe and awesome new adventure, and hope they someday will come back. Your brothers, even your mother is there, saying goodbye.

The wind hits your cheeks, the sun bathes your skin. Shanks is on your side, and you wave your family and friends goodbye, hoping that the next time you see them, you will be a great pirate.

“I love you”, says Shanks to you, kissing your forehead. “I love you too, captain”, you say back and both prepare to face your future together, you finally breathe freedom… ♥

Hi may i request a one shot of ace x fem!reader where ace wokes up after the events of marineford, (au where he survives) and finds out her s/o sacrified herself for him, dying in the process. She was childhood friends with the asl brothers, so ace wakes up to a crying luffy telling him the news. I like angst im sorry😭

Hey! how are you?!. Thanks for requesting!! I wrote this little story, it's more on the short side - I usually write more words - yet for some reason I started crying on the middle of it haha, I guess I got too invested on the story 😅. I hope you like it even though it's a little short!. Thanks for reading! ~

PART 1 - Portgas D. Ace x F! Reader ~ Why isn't she here?

TW: ANGST 💔, suffering, blood 🩸.

WC: 607.

PART 2

“Ace… Ace, brother!!”, shouts Luffy. Ace is still severely injured, bedridden, tears running through his freckled cheeks. He's still asleep, perhaps having flashbacks of the… war. “L-Luffy…”, he says, opening his eyes violently, all of a sudden. “Ace… How are you? Does it hurt?”, his brother asks, desperately, also injured, but sitting next to him.

Multiple marks cover Ace’s skin. A big one over his heart it’s about to become one that skin will not ever repair… a scar, deep IN his heart. Ace tries to incorporate, but he fails. He is weaker than ever, it hurts, it hurts like hell.

“Where… where is she?” he asks, gasping for air. Luffy cries, Luffy tries to tell him, but Luffy can’t speak. He doesn’t want to be the one who hurts his brother forever, but he has to. “Luffy…where is she? Is she ok?”, he asks once again, and his voice begins to crack. Ace already knows, but he just prefers to think it was just a dream.

Luffy stops crying and remembers about Ace telling them “stop being a crybaby, I hate crybabies”, he also remembers when she used to stay with Ace when he felt alone, when he hated his father… “Ace… she… didn’t make it…”, Luffy says straight to him.

“What do you mean? What do you mean she didn’t make it? where… Where is she? you are lying… where is she?!”, Ace shouts. “She is dead, Ace… She died protecting you, if it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t be here”, Luffy tells him, trying to stop his tears from coming out.

Ace’s heart broke in a hundred pieces, and the little hope he still had seems to go away. His eyes became blurred with tears that couldn’t be stopped. He screams so loud, enough to be heard from the very opposite side of the island.

This time he stands up, pulling energy from who knows where. He runs through the little house, opens the door, and sees a big sea ahead of him. They were on the coast of Amazon Lilly. All the cables, all the bandages he had on his body fell to the floor.

He kneels, hitting his already bruised knees and hands on the ground. “Why her and not me? I couldn’t tell her how much I love her”, he shouts to the horizon. Every single injury begins to bleed, the ground receives thick red drops that won’t stop flowing… and with every single drop, Ace feels his life slowly fading away, his lover, the love of his life, his best friend, is gone. And all because of him, because of being the son of Gol D. Roger... Damn him. “She gave me back my will to leave, Luffy… it’s not fair… Luffy, Luffy, it's not fair!!!”

Luffy hugs his brother so tight, trying to calm him down, but mostly because he knows this is tearing his insides apart… “Why couldn't I protect her? Why was she there? Luffy, oi Luffy, why is she dead? Who killed her?” he asks, crying, coughing some blood. “I’m sorry brother… she... she interposed between you and Akainu… she… she received the whole fist…”. Ace looks at his brother, with fire in his eyes. He doesn’t need to speak to swear revenge… Akainu will pay... the whole Marine will.

Ace slowly closes his eyes and loses consciousness again, falling over Luffy’s arms. “I’m sorry brother, I’m really sorry…”, says Strawhat while caressing Ace’s head, hurt by the loss of his friend, but relieved to still have his brother breathing on his arms… “Don’t worry, Ace… I’m sure Sabo will take care of her up there…”

Heyyy!!! I loved loved loved loved loved the aphrodisiacs OS! Thank you! Can I request the same with Sabo and Zoro? (and maybe, if it's not too much trouble, with Mihawk and Shanks?)

Hi!! Thank you so much for your support! I'm really happy to know you loved it!! I hope you like this ones as much as the Ace and Law one!. Another Anon requested for Mihawk and Sabo too so here they are ♥ .

~ Thank you for reading!! ~

NSFW Zoro, Sabo, Shanks & Mihawk accidentally eating aphrodisiac food ♥

I gave them a little twist, some are drinks, some food, special liquids and perfumes. You can read the same prompt for Law & Ace here

Zoro ~ What type of Sake is that?

TW: NSFW. Kind of exhibitionism.

WC: 987

Zoro spends almost everyday training, not only his muscles but also his liver. Alcohol is what coke is to Franky, and despite drinking a lot he usually doesn’t get drunk or has barely any reaction. But that night things went a little different, let me tell you why…

You were sailing to your next destination, bored. You were having some drinks with the girls. The guys are playing some cards on the deck, except for Zoro who, as always, is training.

Chopper is on the crow’s nest carrying out the lookout duties, when he announces he has found something floating on the water. Apparently, it was some kind of barrel that had a red flag over it. You have experienced those types of traps before. But, Luffy, as curious as he is, stretches his gum arms and catches the barrel.

Everybody is around the wooden drum, and none of you was willing to open it, especially because on the lid, written in red, says “Those who open this barrel, would enjoy the pleasures of lust… but at what cost?”.

Of course, Luffy doesn’t know what lust is, so he opens the lid and inside there are a bunch of bottles of sake. “Ahhhh I thought there was going to be meat inside. Zooooorooo, look, sakeee”, shouts Luffy.

Zoro, who wasn’t interested in the barrel until now, leaves aside the weights and comes running. “Ohoho, finally, some barrel that has sake inside for real!”, he says pleased, while taking out an old red bottle. “Zoro, don’t drink that, what if it’s poisonous or something like this”, you warn him. “Don’t worry we have our super doctor on board”, he says and begins to chug the whole bottle.

You look at him devouring the strange liquid thinking about how you've always been in love with him, and even if you have had some -hot - encounters before, you haven’t confessed your love for him… mainly because you are sure he doesn’t love you back and it was just sex.

The afternoon goes by, and Zoro doesn’t seem to show any symptoms of being intoxicated or poisoned, so everyone forgot about it.

After dinner, everyone went to sleep. Franky was rebuilding the rooms so we are all sleeping in the same place, over the kitchen, on bare mattresses on the floor for a few days until the renovation was done. “Goodnight”, “good night”, “sleep well”... everybody says before closing their eyes.

“Oi… y/n”, you heard in your dreams Zoro’s voice, but keep sleeping. “Oi…”, again his voice. You softly open your eyes, and feel a huge body close to my back, next, the ambrosial scent of steel that Zoro’s skin has. “What is it?”, you ask whispering, moving your neck to the side so you could at least gaze at your back. “I’m horny…”, he whispers into your ear and kisses the back of your shoulder. An electricity runs through your whole body, and ends up on your core. “Zoro…not here, what if they wake up?”, you tell him. “Then don’t make any sound, I can’t take it anymore… it must be that bottle from earlier. I can’t stop thinking about how much I want to fuck you, please”, he says to you, shamelessly as he grinds himself against your ass.

The swordsman keeps moving against you with a pounding motion, whispering to you “please, please, please” with a desperate tone, he needs you, and you are about to cave in, no matter if your nakamas were there next to you.

He grunts, and bites the shell of your ear. Zoro passes his big hand through your waist and presses your lower stomach against him. The hard bulge you adore the most, now is almost pinned in between your ass cheeks.

“Zoro… you are burning. What’s wrong with your skin?” you ask, because you feel his tanned flesh almost as if he was running a high fever. “I don’t know, please let me fuck you… you are the only person I have on my mind, please”, he tells you, unable to remain still, sweating, a horny mess.

Again, he presses your lower stomach against him with his strong big hand, and starts biting your neck. You can’t help but moan a little. “Shhh” he says trying to shush you, and instantly cups his free hand over your mouth.

He almost rips your pajamas short when trying to take them off, but he tries once again. This time, Zoro pulls down your shorts and panties, down to your knees. The tight cloth around your knees, keeps them together.

Zoro makes you suck his index and middle finger, and then penetrates you with them. “You.. you are so wet, f-fuck”, he grounts into your ear while fingering your thight entrance. You wish you were alone, because you died to moan loudly, but you can’t, around you all of your nakamas are sleeping…

Once Zoro is pleased with fingering you, he pulls down his shorts just enough to expose his big member, and impales you from behind. Having your knees pressed together makes your sex be even more tight and your inner walls stretch with the hard thrusts of the pirate hunter’s dick. Again soft moans and whines cannot be stopped and leave your mouth. “Shshsh, baby, or do you want our nakamas to see us?” he says with a perverse tone, while covering your mouth with his hand, and fucking you even harder.

Your muscles tightened, the pleasure you were experiencing, the strong effort not to whine, Zoro’s dick making your point g explode… soon the climax. Your climax, his… your cave flooded with his love thick juices…

At this point you think it was over, probably the mysterious liquid, was, indeed, an aphrodisiac. But… it’s not near to being over. “Let’s go, I'm not done yet, I’m still burning”, he says, and effectively that night you enjoyed the pleasures of lust… ♥

Sabo ~ Those weird Ivankov's teas.

This time, the one who drink the aphrodisiac is you.

WC: 660

Last week you were talking with Ivankov and Inazuma about how Sabo wasn’t giving you that “special” attention. They told you it was normal, because he was really worried about planning the “intervention'' on Mariejois during the Levely…

Cherry blossoms fly around you, the afternoon is a warm one, and everything seems calm. You are having a tea party with Ivankov and the girls in the Kamabakka Kingdom. “Y/n-girl, would you like to try this tea?”, Ivankov offers you. “Uhm, yes, thank you!”. You happily drink the tea, and despite it’s a little bit spicy, it’s delicious. Everything goes normal until Sabo appears with Dragon, after they’ve been training.

Sabo and you have been in a relationship since last year, and even though you think he is the most handsome man in the world, today he has a special glow around him. He comes closer to greet you, and brushes his fingers through your hair. You are sitting, so your face reaches exactly his hips, and unwillingly you tilt your head until your cheek is pressed against his hip. He seems not to notice, but your eyes try to reach for the inside of his legs. “Y/N…?”... “Y/N!”, you hear Ivankov calling you. “Oh, yeah what?”, you were so lost, so into kissing those thighs... “What do you think about the plan?”, they asks you.

You look up to Sabo, who is looking down at you with widened eyes without understanding why you are hugging his leg, and you frankly either. You let go and sit properly on your chair assenting everything they say to you, even though you aren’t listening to a single word. Your cheeks are turned red, filled with pumping blood. Your heart races. Your breathing becomes even faster. “What’s wrong with me, today?”...

Sabo stands up to communicate the instructions of their next movements, and you lose yourself on the loose sweated shirt he is using. Every time he breathes, his abs stick subtly to the grey fabric material of the t-shirt…

Finally, the reunion is over, Dragon walks with Ivankov to the quarter and Sabo asks you if you are all right taking his shirt off. “Oof I’m so hot, today we trained much more than ever”, he says to you, fanning himself with his hand, while you are looking at his perfectly defined abs. You bite your lower lip, and a flame begins to burn on your core.

“Babe, what is with you today?” Sabo asks, tilting his head confused. “I don’t know, but I can smell you from here”, you say. “Wha… what? Do I smell bad? I’m sorry”, says Sabo embarrassed and surprised, you have never been that direct. “No… not really. You smell really good, being that sweaty...”. you tell him and quickly cover your mouth with your hand. “The hell is wrong with me?”, you think. “Uhm.. are you sure you are ok?”, he asks you, approaching you.

You worship the movement of his pelvis while he walks to you, your senses seem to be intensified. You can even hear his breathing. The touch of his hand on your shoulder makes you shiver, as his skin rubs your overly sensitive flesh. You snatch his hand, and pull from it in a brutish motion, making his face come closer to your face, noses touching. You smile at him, with an evil grin. He gasps, astonished at your sudden outburst.

Licking your upper lip, unable to maintain your composure, almost with an animal behavior, you tell him, “Sabo, please I want you to fuck me, I don’t even care if you do it right here over this table”. Sabo looks at you, at first unable to understand but soon after grinning at you.

He takes a sip of the remaining tea from your cup, and carries you to your room… “Damn Iva, and those weird teas…”, he says and fucks you like the true beast he is in bed.

Shanks ~ A Love Potion.

Shanks drinks an unknown potion. Mind reading.

WC: 970

“Such a lovely night, don’t you think?”, asks Shanks while holding your hand. The harbor looks more romantic than ever, and even if it’s a little cold, you are covered with your boyfriend black trench coat that protects you from the cold sea breeze. “Uhum, look at the moon. It looks like it's closer than ever tonight!”, you tell him.

You are on your way to buy some ice cream after having dinner, some children run around you, other couples walk holding hands. Suddenly a strange guy, who apparently was a peddler, appears out of nowhere and tells Shanks to come see what he has to offer. “Let's see!”, says Shanks laughing and curious. You, on the other hand, tell him to just ignore him and keep on walking, but he tells you it could be fun so you follow him.

Over the wooden dock the seller had a variety of little jars and vials, all of them with suspicious liquids inside of them. “Come take a look, Sir!. I have something special for you and your gorgeous spouse”. You blushed when you hear the word “spouse” and a million butterflies dance on your stomach.

The old guy hands Shanks a red jar with some indecipherable language on it. He tells him that this is a powerful “love potion” that they have found on an island near “Laugh Tale”.

I giggled, because of course the man was lying in order to sell us some painted water, but Shanks tells him, “Oh… a potion? from the proximities of Laugh Tale? I have to buy it!”. Your adventurous husband pays him some berries for the jar and you think it was just because he was being nice and giving a helping hand to the poor seller, but…

“Cheers!” says Shanks and drinks the content of the whole jar. You look at him with your mouth open. “What the fuck???! I’m not taking you to the hospital if you get the runs tonight, ok?”. “HAHAHA!, may be the one who has to go to hospital after all it’s you!”, he says and laughs soundly. “That’s not even remotely funny, Shanks”, you tell him, rolling your eyes. “Ahh I’m sorry, I’m sorry”, he says, lifting his hand, and approaches you, planting a soft kiss that turns into his tongue exploring your mouth. His kisses left a sweet taste in your mouth, and you wonder what it is, because it’s a mix between chocolate and the acidity of some kind of citric… What's that flavour? we haven’t eaten dessert yet…

You keep walking to the ice cream shop and enter. Shanks asks you about what flavour you want your cone to be, and you say “chocolate, please”, but your mind shouts “yours”. “I was going to ask for your taste, too, but I don’t think they sell it here”, he says to your ear, as if he has read your mind. You look at him, wondering if you have spoken out loud or he is now able to read your mind.

“What is it?”, he asks you, smiling. “Nothing”, you tell him confused.

The ice cream man gives you your cones, and you two go sit at a little table on the window that allows you to contemplate the shore. You lick your chocolate ice cream while Shanks is looking at you with a stupid smile on his face. You lick it twice, and again, until you hear his voice telling you “I wish that ice cream was my dick”. You hear him, but he is not moving his lips, he is just smiling at you. “Ahj, it’s just my imagination, I mean I wish it was his dick too, hehe daddy”, you think to yourself and let a little laugh slip out of your mouth.

“Daddy? ha!”, says Shanks. “Excuse me?”, you ask him, this time really worried about your mental health. He looks at you, acting surprised, and tells you, “I asked you if it was tasty?. “Oh, uhm, yeah…”, you tell him, smiling falsely. “Focus on the beach”, you tell to yourself. “Yeah, there, on the beach, I’m gonna bang you over the sand tonight”, you hear once again his voice in your head. You look at him with your mouth full of chocolate and your eyes widened, and he tells you “Ah what a beautiful look of the beach, right?”. You swallow and nod.

“That way I want you to swallow my cum, tonight”, you hear him once again. “Shanks!!”, you shout at him, and everyone in the ice cream shop turns to you. “Shh, what happened?” he tells you, this time with an evil grin on his face.

“You know exactly what is happening, shut up”, you tell him. “Shut me up, face sitting on me”, that voice again in your mind. He is not moving his lips, but you still hear him, so you narrow your eyes, and fix your eyes on his. “Ah, so you want me to crush you with my thighs, huh?”, you tell him, no talking. He smiles at you, he hears you, even if no sound is coming out from your mouth. You give another lick to your cone, this time with a sexy movement, as if the soft cream was his penis. “Oof babe… take a look under the table”, he says, again without talking. It’s pretty clear at this point you two somehow can read each other's mind, could it be… could it be the “love potion”?.

You gaze subtly under the table, and see how his trousers show a hard swelling in between his legs. “heh, I wish I could suck it right now”, you tell him with your mind. “Well then, let’s go… with daddy”, he says, this time out loud, and you both laugh soon abandoning the shop… ♥

Mihawk ~ A Sharp Scent.

TW: Knife play.

WC: 1008

You’ve been spending the afternoon with Perona in her room in the castle. You were never jealous of her, because she loves Dracule like a father. The cold castle is not the best place to live, but you do it because it’s the best way to be safe while being the significant other of a Shichibukai, but mainly because you love him.

Perona tells you to wear a new “special” perfume she grabbed from when she went to visit Moria, and despite you tend to be careful with those weird things she has, it smells amazing, so you try some.

You two go to the dining room after Kumacy tells you “Dinner’s ready”. Mihawk is already there, so you go and hug him from behind, surprising him. You know he is a little bit on the cold side, so he might get mad at you for scaring him. But this time, even if he got a little scared, he stops for a second and smells your perfume. “What a pleasant smell”, he tells you. “Horohorohoro”, Perona laughs and winks at you. You smile back at her, happy.

After dinner, Perona leaves the dining room and goes to sleep. You two are left alone, and you ask Mihawk what has he been doing all afternoon without you. “Nothing, just reading. I saw the new bounties of the Mugiwaras, Roronoa has one of the highest. That boy is going to surpass me in a matter of years”, he says, proud of his pupil like a parent.

You smile at him and yawn, for some reason being next to Perona always drains your energy faster. You place your head over the table and look at your boyfriend with a sloppy smile. He coldly bushes your head with his hand, while the other one holds a red wine crystal cup.

“I have to insist, that perfume you have, it’s just ambrosial”, he tells you, closing his eyes and sipping some wine. “It is, Perona gave it to me. She told me Moria has it around and so she grabbed it because it smelt nice”. Mihawk fixes his deep yellow eyes on your face, and leaves the cup over the table. He approaches you, and this time nuzzles on your hair. “Mmmh, to be honest I’m afraid about if this is a normal perfume or not, specially coming from Moria or Perona, but damn, how delicious”, he tells you almost with a moaning tone. You think it is weird coming from him to be so expressive, but you enjoy it.

“Perhaps, tonight I won't go to sleep so early”, he tells you while playing with a strand of your hair. You have sex sometimes, and even if he is truly passionate on bed, he is not the type of guy that says steamy stuff to tease you. Yet, tonight he seems to be losing a little bit of control, and you wonder why…

He leans back, over the big backrest of that old gothic wooden chair he sits on like some kind of throne. He pats his lap and tells you, “why don’t you choose a book and then sit over here so we could read it together?”. At first you are a little surprised, because he never reads you unless you are sick, but you run to the library and pick up the first book off the shelf, without even reading the title and hand it to him.

He grabs the book, and examines the cover page in silence. He tells you then, “What a curious choice… Les 120 journées de Sodome, ou l'École du libertinage”. You widen your eyes, and gasp. “Did I pick a book by the Marquis de Sade??”, you are somehow mortified but still curious about what he is going to do.

“Well, come here, let’s read it”, he orders you -you are used to being treated like this, you enjoy it-. You hop on his lap and he starts reading. He does it with the solemnity that defines him, until the story becomes a little bit spicy - a little… I mean we are talking almost about the manifesto of BDSM- . The swordsman makes a pause to drink wine, leaves the cup on the table and kisses your neck softly. “Mmh that scent”, he says with his lips still pressed over your neck skin.

“I think the book has given me an idea”, he tells you, whispering in your ear. A shiver runs down your spine and you gasp softly. You start to feel his hard member under your thighs, and your crotch begins to feel wet. “Look straight to the front for me”, he commands. And you do as he tells.

The sound of the little dagger that hangs from his neck being unsheathed, makes you a little scared, but you trust him. “Close your eyes, and don’t move”, he tells you. And even if your breathing becomes accelerated you remain still. The sharp edge of the dagger is now dancing barely palpable over your neck skin. The cold, and the danger sensation of being cut makes your body react. Mihawk has never played with you like this, but you love it.

The sharp edge goes up and down tracing a path that simulates your right carotid, making you more and more aroused. The swordsman now tells you to bend over the table. You do it, pressing your stomach against the wooden table, with your legs almost hanging because it’s really tall.

Mihawk uses the dagger to cut every piece of clothing covering your body. You feel the ragged fabric slide slowly to the floor, and for a minute he is there, admiring your anatomy completely exposed to him. He then bends over you and sticks the knife with a powerful motion on the wood centimeters from your face.

What’s next, got you whining and crying his name. Deep violent thrusts and intense orgasms, define the rest of the night for you two… and you just think about buying to Perona the whole bottle of perfume ♥

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Sabo: what’s wrong bby gUrL?

May I please ask headcanons of ASL brother separately whom s/o has an habit of hugging them behind when they're sad/lonely and needed their comfort. (Like you don't need to say 'I'm sad', using actions instead to express their feelings)

Hi!! thank you for your request! I hope you like what I wrote about this three sunshine boys 🌻. Thanks for the support ~

ASL brothers HC with S/O who needs comfort ~

🔥 Portgas D. Ace 🔥

Ace always seems to get scared when you hug him from behind, so his reaction always makes you giggle.

He knows when you are like this you are like a puppy looking for comfort and love, mainly because you might be feeling down. So, he usually turns around, passes his arms around your waist, and hugs you really tight. “What is it, my Firefly?”, he says and kisses the crown of your head. You like to nuzzle on his shoulders and enjoy the scent of his skin. Ace rubs your back with that special warm he always produces on your body.

If you don’t tell him the reasons you feel down, he instantly associates that someone or even himself caused your sadness. He won’t rest until he understands the reasons. If it happens to be someone who hurt you, they will suffer his wrath!

If you are just down, he invites you with a “Let’s go take some fresh air!”, as he enjoys nature a lot, and you know that his adventurous spirit always makes you feel renovated. An adventure with him always cheers you up!

Ace uses 蛍火 /ほたるび / Hotarubi spell. He named this type of technique after he came up with your nickname. Hotarubi means “Firefly”. Ace creates glowing green little fireballs that float around. Despite this being one of his attacks, it’s also amazing to look at, even magical. He cast that spell around you to make you feel happy. And you love it ~

🍖 Monkey D. Luffy 🍖

“Are you hungry, Y/N?”, is the first thing he asks you whenever you hug him from behind. Luffy associates being hungry with being sad, so he knows exactly something’s wrong if you come to him. He wraps his arms around you with his gomu gomu no mi powers. Sometimes you must tell him you are about to die because you can’t breathe. He lets you go and shows that smile that turns any night into a beautiful summer day.

“If you are sad, you should eat what you like”, he always tells you, so instantly runs to Sanji asking him to please prepare your favourite dishes. He has tried cooking for you before, but he failed, so he lets the expert do his job. Even if you may not be hungry, you accept it. That’s his love language.

Same as Ace, he asks who made you suffer, and will beat the hell up of those who hurt his lovely “meaty” -that’s how he calls you-

If you are feeling really down, he will put his most valuable treasure over your head and press it down really hard. The straw hat has a special power, every time you have it over your head, you feel secure, you feel protected and loved.

If you feel sick, he will paint his whole face with marker, and make faces to you so you can laugh at him. He is your sunshine, you only need to see his smile to feel cheered up.

🎩 Sabo 🎩

Sabo somehow always knows when you are feeling down, so whenever you hug him from behind, he lets you brush his hair -he usually doesn’t like it, but when you are sad, he allows it-.

Sabo puts his hat on you, and grabs you by your hand, “what’s wrong babygirl?”, he asks. Yet, if you just feel lonely or not prepared to speak about the reasons, he will respect that and simply hug you after.

He tells you to go to bed, prepares your favourite tea, hot cocoa or whatever you prefer to drink and brings it to you. “Make some space”, he says, and hops into bed next to you. Sabo reads you stories, or simply makes them up while you lay on his chest. He also likes to brush your hair and kiss your forehead.

If you are sick or are a person who has periods, he will take care of you staying by your side the whole night. He even brings you sweets and plushies. Sabo is the definition of sweetness.

Could you do 18 with shanks, Rayleigh and Gaban (separate)

Hi!! Of course!. I combined this two requests because has the same # of kink!. Thank you for participating on the event! Enjoy 💖 ~

NSFW ~ HCs Ace, Shanks, Rayleigh & Gaban with his S/O wearing lingerie.

Kinks: 🌶 #18: Lingerie.

Portgas D. Ace.

Ace would fuck you even if you were wearing a burlap sack. He does not really care what you are wearing because he adores your body like you are a type of angel. Yet, he has a soft spot for a certain garter you use. Because it does squeeze your thighs so perfectly to him. Ace adores kissing that little bulge of skin it forms on your inner thighs when you use it. The garter holds your secret weapon. A dagger that can slit open a throat in no time. So, usually you try to hide it during missions or while you are outside the ship. Yet, it is not enough, because Ace will search for it even during fights. Plus, the freckled fire boy has teared a good number of panties while rough fucking with him, so you don’t really spend too much on them. After all, he will probably end up destroying them. ♥ ~

Akagami no Shanks.

This red haired boy LOVES when you use sexy lingerie. He adores that special lace and little bows that garnishes your lingerie sets. Pastel tones such as pink or lilac are his favourites, he says you look like a doll. He likes you wearing them so much that has bought you several sets since you two are together. There is a special thing he asks you to wear that goes perfectly well with lingerie: chokers. All types and colours. He is in love with the aesthetic you have. Little tutu skirts with stockings that stroke your thighs are a plus you sometimes add, and you let him drool over your image. When you surprise this powerful captain on his room only wearing a lingerie set, he tends to turn into a beast, so be careful, you are probably gonna be sore next morning ♥ ~

Silvers Rayleigh.

Oh boy, when you use baby dolls… The dark king has a special soft spot for them. Baby dolls and stockings. Damn. Bonus points if they are sheer or even see through. Colours like black and red are his fave. He is a classy man, Rayleigh would wait for you to even do some type of lap dance wearing those cute sets, and even invite you to sit on his laps while appreciates the lacy details of that bra you two pick on a certain island. He will softly take them off, slowly, subtly, avoiding any damage on them once he wants to admire your naked skin. All in all, for Rayleigh seeing you wear this type of set is a huge turn on, you will end up making love passionately, slow, and hot ♥ ~

Scopper Gaban.

Gaban has no preference in specific lingerie pieces, yet he burns on desire if you happen to wear one, maybe for special dates or occasionally with a lap dance included. But if he has to pick a type, he will tell you his favourite lingerie is not lingerie at all. He loves your naked body and adores to lay in bed burying his fingers on your warm skin. Because he loves the idea of no lingerie at all, sometimes you choose not to wear any if you go somewhere. And whenever he is not expecting it, you whisper into his ear “babe, I forgot to put on underwear”. He would take his sunglasses off and look at you with a perverse smile. Sometimes he would wait until you too arrive home, sometimes he just simply can’t, and no matter where, he will take you right there ♥ ~

Hi!! Just notice your ask box is open sooo I'd like to request a jcs for Ace,Law and Sabo react to having a crush on s/o who's a strong kung-fu fighter??

♡ Summary- s/o who’s a strong kung-fu fighter

♡ Characters - Portgas D. Ace, Trafalgar Water D Law, Sabo

♡ Warnings- none :)

♡ Yessss strong crushes are my favorite, I love it when the boys fall head over heels for a strong s/o I also had fun watching kung-fu videos too 👉🏻👈🏻 so I hope you enjoy 💕

Portgas D. Ace

- now being on Whitebeard’s crew Ace is introduced to many different types of fighting styles. Some are very common others he’s never seen before. So Ace had some knowledge of Kung-fu fighters, but once he saw you it’s was like he was seeing it for the first time

- he was just in awe, watching you move around the opponent. And it was as if you you were dancing, moving around not taking a extra step or missing one. It’s definitely a distraction to Ace on the battle field

- however, when your not on the battle field and Ace isn’t distracted, he’s asking you and trying to get you to teach him some of your moves. Of course you would love too, butttt Ace is not the most gentle person. And Kung-fu a graceful fighting style, that’s what Ace likes it so much

- well he likes when you do it.

- but even if he’s not a graceful person, Kung-fu takes a lot of concentration and practice, so it’s not like he was gonna get it right away. But you’ve tried it once, and after completely failing Ace decided it was best to just watch you. 

- with that being said, Ace always ends up watching you. He doesn’t mean to be creepy or anything, but just seeing how you move so graceful and always think carefully about you moves and how you can almost predict the others movements. He found it all so mesmerizing

- now although he’s absolutely in awe with how you move, Ace is also very proud that you were able to master such a unique way of fighting and how you know you way around a battle field, it’s make Ace happy knowing that he doesn’t always have to protect you. Not to say he won’t

Trafalgar Water D. Law

- just like Ace, Law has had he far share of unique fighting styles, so seeing you fighting using Kung-fu wasn’t new to him. Although it did surprise him a bit, he didn’t know you knew such a old fighting style

- it was nice tho, watching you of course. Law and his crew have a relatively basic fighting style made up a dirty tricks and traps so seeing you fight with such a honest and strong style definitely had him in awe.

- and being the person he is, he absolutely loves how you don’t waste a single movement. Every moment you make has a reason behind it. And it’s always as if you read minds seeing how you just know how to counter ever move

- but the biggest thing that just had him so mesmerized was that fact that you know kung-fu. The fighting style does take a while to master and it takes lot of time and a just as much patience and concentration, and yet you practically have it master even at a young age

- of course those things when you have to actually train, Law is very respectful to you when train. He force the crew to leave you alone for however long you need and he always leaves you water and a small snack.

- although Law is very proud that you were able to master such a fighting style that doesn’t mean he will just leave you completely alone. He knows how much of a mental stress it can cause you and being the doctor he is, he will definitely check up with you a lot

- but fox course he’ll do it in his own doctor way. He doesn’t know much about kung-fu in the first place but Law wouldn’t mind reading a few books just so he knows what exactly it is about. And when you catch him doing it, he’ll get flustered while you think it’s the sweetest thing ever

Sabo

- now unlike Ace and Law, Sabo knows all about kung-fu seeing how one of his close friends is skilled in fishmen karate. Of course it’s not the same thing but it’s pretty similar.

- with that being said, Sabo has only ever really seen fishmen karate which is done by incorporating water into it. So when he first say you he just felt like something was missing. Where’s the water?

- although it was a style he wasn’t use to seeing after explaining what it was and how it’s different, Sabo finally understood what made you stand out from the others. And of course after seeing how long and how patience you’ve been with the kung-fu training, he, just like the other found himself in awe.

- Sabo’s not the type of person who would be able to spend so much time and patience one something like that so the fact that you did and is still young practically blows his mind. And he just respects that so much.

- and with that being said, sabo loves to hear stories about your training and all your fights. He loves hearing just how it works and how you gotten into the style of fighting. He can and will listen for hours too

- along those lines, knowing that your a seasoned fighting, he has not worries leaving you on your own to do you own missions and fights. Of course he’d love to still be with you but his position just won’t let him

- now similar to Ace, Sabo will also get very distracted when the 2 of y’all are on the battle field together. The way you just move around and defeat your opponent so quick always amazes him.

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Shane x farmer. Soft and silly. 213 words. Read on AO3.

The Stardrop Saloon was bustling with its usual Friday night buzz, and the patrons were enjoying their own. The farmer was sat next to Shane, enjoying each other’s company—albeit in a quieter way. They chat and share soft laughs as they sip their drinks. A roar of laughter bursts out from the game room behind them—Sam, Sebastian, and Abigale having their own fun together.

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Pride Month 2021~ Bi Shane Coming Out To Jas (Prompt- Pride)

“Hey, Shane, are you busy next Sunday?” Haley asked, calling him on the phone.

“Uh… not really. I don’t work on weekends, so, no.”

“Cool! Do you want to go to a pride parade with me and Emily?”

“A- a pride parade?” “Yeah! I’m bi, and Emily’s gay, so I was thinking that maybe you’d want to come with us! I mean, I know you’re bi too, so I was just thinking it might be something fun to do together-”

“First of all, I’ve never been to pride before.”

“Not a problem! The town’s parade is pretty small, so it’s a lot less intimidating than the pride in Zuzu.”

“I was going to say- I didn’t even know Pelican Town had a pride parade! I’ve been here my whole life and seen nothing,” Shane noted.

“Well, there haven't been pride parades in the past, but Emily and I are going to start one! Would you like to be the first man participating in the Stardew Valley pride parade?” “Sure, I just… I dunno. Did Lewis okay this?”

“Yeah, he did! If he didn’t, Emily and I would have gone on a purple shorts raid,” she joked.

“You better not have. My aunt loves those purple shorts,” Shane teased back. “But, as long as no one’s going to give us a hard time, I’ll be glad to participate. It just means I’ll have to come out to the whole town. Namely Jas.”

“She’ll understand,” Haley assured. “She’s just an absolute darling of a little girl. Hey, I have an idea- let her paint your nails the bi flag colors and tell her what they mean!”

“That’s a great idea!” Shane told her. “Thanks so much, Haley.”

“No problem. Talk to you later!” “Bye!”

Shane excitedly ran to Jas’s room, feeling weirdly proud of himself for being ready to come out to Jas. He’d always been a little nervous about it, worrying that she wouldn’t understand, but he felt like Haley’s idea was smart.

“Hey, Jas!” Shane knocked on her door. “What’re you doing in there?”

“Just playing with my dolls,” she said, swinging open the door. “Why?” “Well, I was wondering if you wanted to do my nails. I got some pretty neat colors I wanted to try out.”

Jas put her hands on her hips and smirked. “Really? You want your nails to be painted a color other than black?”

“Oh, don’t you sass me!” He tousled her hair. “Yes, I’m positive.”

“Okay! Sit down.” Jas let Shane sit on her floor. “Hold still. What colors do you want to try out? Wait- let me give you an undercoat first.” Shane sat patiently as Jas brushed the clear undercoat on his nails. “So, what colors do you want?” Jas asked again.”

“First, I want you to do my thumbs blue.”

“Okie dokie,” Jas replied, taking out her blue polish and painted Shane’s thumbs. “Now what?”

“Can you do my pinkies and rings pink?”

She obeyed, and Shane finally had her paint his middle and index finger purple.

“Time to dry!” Jas said. “Now we just wait a few hours. Wanna watch me play Legend Of Elaine?”

“First, I want to ask you something,” he asked. “Do you know what these colors mean?” “No,” she admitted. “Why don’t you tell me?” “Well, the blue represents me being attracted to the opposite gender- that’s girls. And the pink-” He took a deep breath, nervous to admit what it meant. “Means that I’m attracted to the same gender- that’s boys. And purple is the overlap between the two. It’s the bisexual flag.”

“Bisexual?” She asked. “Does that mean two? Like a bicycle?”

“Yeah. Only instead of having two wheels, I like both genders.” And all the nonbinary identities in between, he thought to himself, but that was a discussion for another time.

“So you like boys and girls?” Jas questioned. “Yep. And Emily, Haley and I are going to create a parade about this- would… Would you like to come?” And so, Jas and Shane went to that pride parade together. Jas carried around her little ally flag, and Shane wore a bisexual flag as a cape, the tears running down his cheeks. He was so happy. He was so free. He was proud.

Um... could I also request some canon Sebastian whump? Since it’s really only happened a couple times in the manga it’s so rare... 👉🏻👈🏻 I prefer Sebard ofc but if you want I’ll accept sebaciel since it’s so rare anyway.... tysm 🥺

So, as you will have noticed, this is more than three paragraphs long lol. I had fun with it!! I also kind of mixed in rivals to lovers, and some denial of feelings/pining.Thanks for the prompt 🖤

There were many things about Sebastian that irritated him. The way he did everything flawlessly, the effortlessness he did those things, his attitude. Cocky was one way to describe it. Despite all of that, Sebastian was built to draw people in, and Bard wasn't an exception. He quickly became entangled in it. A quick moment or two in the kitchen before Sebastian was off once again at the call of their master. It was about scratching an itch, nothing more. So he told himself.

When he saw the oncoming hail of bullets, watched as they hit Sebastian's body, blood pouring as he fell to the floor, Bard felt his stomach drop. He ran out from behind his cover, grabbing onto his lapels. Sebastian stayed unresponsive as he dragged him back as Mey Rin picked each man firing at them off. 

One by one they fell, and after all the cleaning was done, the manor looked as it did before. No attack on a noble, no damage to the estate. Bard sat guard next to Sebastian's shallow grave, taking a drag on a cigarette. Stupid bastard, risking his life like that. Cocky, arrogant, insufferable…

A gloved hand pushed its way out of the dirt, and soon, the rest of Sebastian followed. He shook himself off as Bard kept smoking, not bothering to look over.

Sebastian spoke, standing up and dusting off his suit. "I thought you'd be more startled."

"Because you're not human? I know." Bard said.

"You know?" Sebastian asked. There was a look of shock on his face, and something in Bard took joy in finally finding a way to surprise him.

"Yeah well I'm not an idiot." Bard said. "That's not the first time you've survived something you shouldn't."

"Mm. Well." Sebastian stepped closer, looming over the human. "Are you afraid?"

Bard scoffed, "No."

"Why not?"

"Do you want me to be?"

Bard looked up at him, defiant. Smirking in return, Sebastian answered truthfully, "No."

explain: why are titties so soft????

titties are near the heart so they are full of love

I AM THINKING HARD ABT YAMS BEING IN HEAT BUT ALSO BEING IGNORED AND PUNISHED CAUSE HE WAS A BRAT BUT NO MATTER WHAT HE DOES HE JUST CANT GET HIMSELF OFF AND HE BEGS YOU

YES BABE! I've been wanting to write something (because I have a constant worry that if I don't pump shit out on the regular, y'all will just leave.) I made him a bunny hybrid bcs hybrids in heat just hit different. So let's get this show on the road. (Nsfw ahead, use of Mommy, implied fem reader ig?)

So, we are all fully aware by now, that Tadashi is very needy and makes sure you know that he deserves most of your time.

But Bunny Tadashi is even worse.

If he isn't sitting on your lap, he's dying.

If you don't have one hand on his head, gently playing with his soft hair or ears, he can't go on.

If you aren't smothering him in some kind of attention, his life is going to end immediately.

Yeah, I suggest you learn to type with one hand.

If he talks to you at all, you better respond within five seconds, or he thinks you've abandoned him.

"Mommy, why aren't you listening to me?"

It gets old fast. And no matter how much you try and punish your bunny in an attempt to tame him, he always managed to bounce back, as needy as ever.

While yes, his neediness wasn't always horrible, he still had no sense of boundaries or "me time".

Well, this time, his brattiness came back to bite him in the ass.

You knew his heat season was coming up, and you figured he would behave so that he wouldn't get punished and risk not getting the attention he wanted. You were wrong.

It got worse.

"Mommy! Come cuddle with me!"

"Whatever you're doing can't be as important as me, can it?"

"It's not fair, you won't pay attention to me, do you not love me anymore!"

Naturally, you decided that both of you had enough.

"That's enough Tadashi. Until you can get over this bratty, stuck up attitude of yours, you're not getting anything from me. No playtime, no cuddles, no kisses, nothing."

The look on his face was priceless. Immediately drops to his knees and begs for any other punishment than that.

"No! Don't ignore me, please! Anything else, I'll do anything else, it's just not fair!"

"Life's not fair. I'm going to enjoy myself and you're going to think about what you've done."

He was not happy then, but imagine his dismay when his heat hit the next day. You woke up to a sobbing, half asleep Tadashi dry-humping your leg.

"I said nothing, I mean nothing. Get yourself off if you need it that bad."

You knew full well that Tadashi hated having to get himself off. It was just not as good as you. But you also knew that it would stick with him more than any other punishment you had tried.

He spent most of his time in your room, on your bed, trying to get himself off, sleeping, or crying at how "abused" he was. He would beg for you so loudly you were positive the neighbors could hesr him.

"Mommy, I need you to touch me, please! I'll be good now! I promise! I can't take this anymore, don't wanna do it myself, I can't!"

You almost felt bad for him, but you reminded yourself that he had gotten himself in the situation, he could get himself out. So sighing and walking into your bedroom to repremand the horny rabbit, you're greeted with a beautiful sight you never knew you needed to see.

His back was arched off the bed, red, achy and throbbing cock gripped in his hand as he tried to fuck his fist to satiate the burning in his stomach. His soft tail was wiggling frantically and his ears were flopped down against the pillows, his freckled cheeks were drenched in tears and bright red. You had no idea if he knew you were there, but you decided to sit back and enjoy the show.

Sitting back in a chair you had pulled into the living room, you watched your bunny try to get himself off and fail.

"Mommy, I don't wanna do it, please touch me!"

"Shut up. You did this to yourself, now take your punishment before I make it worse. The only thing I want to hear coming out of that slutty mouth of yours, are more of those precious moans, got it? You're not stopping until I say you can. And then maybe, just maybe if you're good, I'll let you get me off."

He only sobbed and complied, man he had really fucked things up.

(Luckily enough for you, he tried to be more considerate after that.)

Idaho Senate Approves Bill to Kill 90 Percent of State’s Wolves

The bill would allow the state to hire contractors to kill the wolves, which supporters say are threatening the livelihoods of Idaho’s ranchers.

If environmental activists, both soft and hard line, had any courage, they would promote an effort to discourage any tourism to Idaho. This action is insane.

Excerpt from this New York Times story:

The Idaho Senate approved a bill this week that would permit the state to hire contractors to kill up to 90 percent of Idaho’s wolves with the goal, supporters said, of protecting cattle and other agricultural interests.

“These wolves, there’s too many in the state of Idaho,” State Senator Mark Harris, a Republican, said on the Senate floor before the vote on Wednesday, after telling a story about a “gentleman rancher” whose livelihood was jeopardized when a pack of wolves scared off his cattle.

Idaho’s Wolf Conservation and Management plan calls for the state to maintain a wolf population of at least 150 wolves. At last count, Mr. Harris said, 1,556 wolves were roaming the state.

“They’re destroying ranchers; they’re destroying wildlife,” he said.

The bill would give the state’s Wolf Control Fund an additional $190,000 to hire contractors to kill wolves — on top of $400,000 previously allocated toward killing wolves in Idaho. The bill also would remove a limit on the number of wolves a hunter is permitted to kill.

The Senate approved the bill in a 26-7 vote on Wednesday. The measure now goes to the State House of Representatives. The office of Governor Brad Little, a Republican, declined to say whether he planned to sign the bill. Last year Mr. Little signed another bill boosting funds for the killing of wolves.

Backers of the bill said that wolves also reduce the numbers of deer and elk available to hunters, taking an additional economic toll on the state. Some lawmakers disputed that hiring contractors would drive the wolf population down to just 150, while others referenced the 150 figure as if were the goal.

LANGUOR

— nsfw // f. reader + (milf fucker extraordinaire) hitoshi shinso 

— nipple play + fingering + thigh riding + manhandling + exhibitionism + breeding + mentions of: infidelity + motherhood + drug use

— written for the milf fuckers collab | hosted by @ultimate-astridwriting​  

 — 5.6k words

today is a new day.

today, hitoshi shinso sits easy, sprawled out on your plush, ivory, chaise lounge, with his legs spread just wide enough that you might venture to plant yourself between them.

a familiar, stale whiff of remorse tickles your throat as you breathe him in, the smell of his cologne muddled with the earthy stench of weed, fumes clinging to his hair. he hasn’t smoked today, and he hasn’t touched you yet; he doesn’t have to.

this is not the first time this has happened.

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gonta gokuhara, byakuya togami, and fuyuhiko kuzuryu as your s/o when it’s raining and you’re cold:

category: slice of life, comfort, fluff

Gonta Gokuhara:

• when you tell him you’re cold, he won’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you as a first reaction

• “what you mean y/n cold? no, not okay! take gonta’s jacket!”

• his hoodie is seriously huge, so it covers you completely and is almost like a blanket on you

• your enormously tall forest boyfriend continues to hug you and hold your hands in his to keep you warm

• gonta thinks you’re adorable in his hoodie, since he wants to keep you safe and he’s happy to be doing that

• “we have to go inside the building while we’re waiting, too cold and rainy...”

• he uses his body to shield you from the rain as you step onto the train you two are taking

• you two take the train home, and on the way back he apologizes for bringing you outside in bad weather

• he holds you in his arms on the way home, making sure to keep you close to him

Byakuya Togami:

• you two are waiting for byakuya’s personal ride home after a long day out of town together, when it starts to rain

• “this is... great. unfortunately i don’t have an umbrella on me at all times, so it looks like we’re waiting under the building’s shelter for now”

• when you tell him you’re cold, he laughs and teases you about how you should’ve brought a jacket

• but when you start to get more serious about how cold you are, his demeanor shifts and he quickly takes off his jacket to give it to you

• “my apologies, my darling. i didn’t know you were actually that cold, i was merely poking fun at you. is this what you wanted?”

• he neatly hands you his jacket and it smells strongly of rich cologne— the material is soft yet sturdy

• “hm, me? no, i’m not cold. i’ll be fine until our driver gets here. he should be here soon so no worries, dear.”

• he lied, he is cold, but he wanted you to have his jacket and didn’t want to make you feel concerned for him

• while waiting, you wrap your arm around his and lean your head against him. to your surprise, he holds you closer to him and leans over to plant a kiss on your forehead

• when your ride finally comes, byakuya tells the driver to turn the car’s heater up for the both of you

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu:

• when you start feeling cold while outside with fuyuhiko, he has a hunch that you are — but doesn’t say anything about it

• “huh, so you’re cold? i figured. just take it y/n, i don’t want you getting sick out here.”

• he tosses his jacket at you at bit harshly as you hold onto it. it feels worn down yet still warm, and smells like fuyuhiko

• when you put his jacket on, you notice that he’s blushing and holding his face to hide it when he glances at you

• “huh- what? no i’m not blushing! it’s nothing, that’s probably just you getting sick from the cold... you poor irrational soul”

• when it begins to rain, fuyuhiko tells you to hold onto his arm while he walks you to his car without an umbrella

• on the car ride home, you tease him lovingly about how he blushed while looking at you earlier

• “okay, y/n. tsk, whatever you want to be believe. it’s not true, by the way...”

“... well ok, maybe it is a little bit true. you’re irresistible.”

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note from mod toko:

i’ve been so glad to be writing requests, i have some queued at the moment! thank you again for your submissions and for the support surrounding them. on another note, this was super fun to write i hope you enjoy it lol ☔️

DRV3 Guys and their first kiss with their S/O

Hello it’s almost 3 am in the morning and I have a class at 8 am later today but I got carried away while thinking of the DR casts’ children (with their respective S/O [the kid would still end up looking like them though]) and I never got to sleep OML so look out for their children headcanons because I got a few requests of them with their kids :> Anyways thanks for whoever requested this ! You’re a darling it was so fun to write

Contains: Non-Despair AU, male cast, Ultimate!Reader, Neutral Pronouns, POSSIBLE SPOILERS

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TANGELO

—nsfw + f! reader + (dumb puppy) shoto todoroki + oral sex + panty play + m. sub

your puppy needs you.

2.0k words | written for the hybrids collab | hosted by @ultimate-astridwriting

shoto todoroki loathes his muzzle.

he hates the metal bit, hates the way it tastes on his tongue, like sweat and iron, and nothing like you, and the leather straps that err a little too close to tight, pressing into his skin and sticking to his cheeks and chin.

it’s repulsive and unbecoming - he knows he’s too good to wear it.

flexing his jaw, he stares at you, knelt on the floor beside your desk, and huffs breathily, crouching on his haunches. 

it earns him a glance, so he does it again - this time, he makes a show of flopping onto his backside, peering up at your face with a low-pitched whine.

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LANE SIBZ

Daria brainrot courtesy of a screenshot I found on my phone

Jane Lane is the truest mood

Trent deserved better 🤘🏻

Omg ikr like literally no of my friends understood this when I tried explaining it bc non of them watch op

Literally the same person.