Just Thinkin’ About Fatgum + Breeding

Alpha Nanami x Small Omega reader x Alpha Gojo

Normally, having two alphas surrounding you constantly would throw any omega off and have them running for the hills, but things felt natural with the three of you- your scents mixed in together so well, you all got along great too and when you were with them you felt safe, which is probably why you didn’t act surprised when your cheeks began warming around the two alphas, why you didn’t even bat an eye at the fact that you had the urge to have their scents on you and vice versa. you didn’t actually think they liked you back, you figured it was a fantasy- a far off dream. two alphas sharing one omega never usually worked out. 

so when they both arrived at your apartment, Gojo holding a blanket they had both scented, Nanami holding a large bouquet of roses, you were extremely shocked. Nanami stuttered for the first time ever when he announced that him and Gojo were interested in courting you. of course you accepted and ever since then you three had been living as mates. you guys shared everything now since you began living together.

a bedroom, credit cards, cars and for Nanami and Gojo that also meant you. 

They had prepped you all night fingers gently fingering your untouched asshole, stretching the ring of muscle as much as they could, adding more fingers until they felt you were ready, they slipped in a cute butt plug and left it in overnight in preparation for the next day. Nanami laid underneath you while you were on all fours on top of him. lube dribbled out of your ass as it clenched and unclenched in excitement, you heard Gojo curse under his breath at the sight, he gathered the lube up on his thumb and pressed it back inside your ass, back arching into his touch you gave him a small whimper of “please” before he lined the head of his cock up to your loosened asshole, he slowly pushed inside of you and you could feel your legs shake, clit throb from the foreign feeling. Once he was fully inside of you, his hand found your tummy and rubbed it gently, thumb running over the bulge his cock left your tummy.

“Fuck-..your little ass is taking me so well princess” He groaned, you could feel the large cock twitch inside of you. Nanami let out a sigh before lining his cock up with your cunt’s entrance, the hole dripping enough to leave a puddle of slick on the sheets underneath you, he slowly pushed his cock inside of you and you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head. you could feel the way the two men’s lengths rubbed against each other through the barrier that separated them. 

“So good, you’re doing so so well baby girl” Nanami whispered out, massaging your hips gently, waiting for you to give them the okay to begin moving. 

You gave a needy whine and they didn’t waste anymore time, their hips slowly began moving, creating a smooth rhythm, every time Nanami pulled out Gojo was thrusting in, the pleasure had their names falling out of your mouth repeatedly, you fell forward face landing on Nanami’s chest. Gojo’s hands gripped your waist and he began thrusting harder, you felt your abused rim burn deliciously when his cock pulled out, Nanami’s thrusts became faster, angling his hips he managed to hit that soft spot in your cunt that had your entire body shake in pleasure. 

“Hows your little cunt feel, hm? Nami’ fucking you up real good?” You heard Gojo ask with a particularly hard thrust, your only response was a long drawn out moan. 

“No one else would be able to take us, you’re so so amazing princess” Gojo groans, his thrusts becoming more sloppy, Nanami’s fingers find your clit rubbing the aching bud in circles, your head tosses back as your fingers run through the blondes hair pulling at the strands. 

“feels good!” you say, hips unsure of wether to grind backwards against Gojo or downwards against Nanami. you instead opt to raise your hips higher in the air as your orgasm wracks through your body, your cunt squeezes around Nanami causing him to let out a small moan of your name before you can feel the base of his cock swell with his knot. his hips halt their movements and you can feel the warm cum pour into your cunt, Gojo isn’t too far behind, hips slowing as he feels his knot inflate catching your rim. a hand is placed on your stomach and presses down against the bump in your belly. 

“fuck look at you princess, your little body gettin’ flooded with our cum, ‘s cute” Gojo said, hips desperate to keep moving despite the knot, you fully fell forward on Nanami, the blonde sitting up in a more comfortable position cradling you in his arms while Gojo massaged your back soothingly whispering how good you felt and how proud they are of you into your ear. 

— “FIX UP, TAKE CARE.” + IZUKU MIDORIYA.

author’s note(s): hey besties, ive had this on the brain for a little bit and since we awn midoriya brain rot i thought why not? please enjoy ily

warning(s): smut, MDNI 18+, car sex, tummy bulges, breeding!kink, slight pregnancy!kink, milf fucking and mechanic!izuku, fem!reader.

mechanic!izuku fixes up your car real nice when you break down on the freeway— it’s the least he could do for a pretty thing such as yourself. he asks you a few things, a lot of things, as he works on whats under the hood— tinkering away while you scrape together the last of your cash to pay him.

you’re a teacher, you’ve got kids, newly divorced and were on the way home from grocery shopping so late at night— oh you poor pretty thing.

“‘m sorry,” you say defeated, tears written across galaxy eyes as you hold such a little amount of cash out to him and fuck if your pouty little face doesn’t make deku’s heart ache and his cock twitch between baggy, greasy denim. “this is all i have on me at the moment, i wish there was a better way to repay you.” emerald eyes can’t help but fall to the way you bite your lower lip, twitching with nervousness and rubbing your thighs together to seek warmth in the cold night air.

when deku looks up, only a few crystalline tears have landed on your baby fat cheeks and only then does he realise he’s fucked. that he’s realised how much he wants to make you cry. “don’t worry about it babydoll, i can think of a few ways we can cover it, whaddya say?” he hums, closing in on you like a fox on a lamb, his large hand brushing over your cheek with oil slicked hands, sweetly. and then you give him that gorgeous fucking smile and that’s how he knows he’s got to ruin you for everyone else.

so now you’re pressed up against back seat of your own car, dress flipped up over fleshy thighs thats spread as wide as they can go while izuku pounds into your cunt like nobody’s business. you’re so fucking tight, squeezing the dear life out of his sticky cock, so much so that it makes a lewd, dirty squelching sound every time his hips pull back from between your legs. “gee baby, the way you’re suckin me in, how long’s it been since you got fucked open like this?” midoriya coos, the hand he uses to steady himself on your (now steamy) car window coming down to brush the tears from your lashes, “has nobody been takin’ care of you baby? you’re such a good mommy, must be lookin’ our for so many people...someone outta look after you too right?”

your eyes gloss over at the pattern of his thrusts, in and out, in and out— prodding at your g-spot and cockhead dragging along your silky gummy walls. and then you’re gasping out for air when he pushes your legs up over your shoulders in the cramped space of your car, dick hitting deeper and jus brushing your cervix— so good, just like that.

“y-yes,” babbling lazily, you look to izuku with needy crossed eyes and a tongue that flops out against your puffy strawberry lips. “need s’mone to take care of me— wanna be looked af’ta,”

fuck, aren’t you the cutest little thing ever. his brain is fuzzy, not a thought in his head except for breeding you like you deserve, brain becoming murky as you moan and whimper and cry out for the mechanic like a prayer. izuku’s weighty cock aches inside of you, pressing up against all your sensitive spots while he eases it further into you— if you weren’t so tight he wouldn’t have to pull out so much , but your pretty little cunt is just crying to be stretched open, juices making a sloppy mess of his balls heavy with cum.

your back arches prettily for him, hips lifting off the seats and leaving a dark patch from where your syrupy pussy has stained the leather. the sight makes izuku’s breath hitch, fingers dropping between your bodies to draw smooth circles over your clit— getting you to leak more for him. “you want me to take care of you babydoll?” deku pants, eyes rolling from the feeling of your gooey slit beneath the pass of his fingers. you clamp down as he explores you, sensitive from the new touch and if his self control weren’t any better, he would have emptied inside you right then and there. “how ‘bout i breed this sweet hole of yours, make you a mommy— oh fuck, get you all pregnant ‘n look after you... fix your car, buy your groceries, you’d never have to worry about an’otha thing ever again baby,”

his words are broken up by harsh thrusts into your fluttering heat— he’s so close, you are too, dumbly drinking up everything he says. you plead for the life izuku conjured up in the middle of his sex haze and dig your nails deep into his freckled shoulders. who was he to ruin that dream for you? you were so touch starved and needy, you’d have to call him a villain for not pumping you full of his seed.

“i want it,” you simper, eyes screwing shut as tears sting down your cheeks and ruin your simple makeup. you’re so gorgeous when you’re ruined, a sweet little mommy begging for the basics. “give it to me,”

“yeah, don’chu worry little thing, ‘m gonna give it to you, all of it,” izuku thumbs over your stretch marks, the faded scars on your lower tummy while his cock bulges inside of you— evidence of your labour to bring children into the world. it’s the thought of you being swollen with his own kids that tips him over, warmth spilling into your welcoming walls as his cock pulses with release. you follow with a shout, creaming so much that you force his dick out of your wetness— twitching and drooling so bad you don’t even realise.

a mop of green hair falls lip at your neck, deku pushing his length through your slick folds, head prodding at your clit to draw out your high as you black at out— sticky sounds mingling with your pants and heaves. “that’s it sweet girl, look so good cummin’ on this cock, did so good for me,” he praises you, pressing kisses to your tear stained cheeks and neck.

you whisper little thank you’s as deku pulls out and cleans you up nice enough to send you back to your kids, his heart aches at your pained whimper when your bodies part but it gives him time to admire your raw, leaky cunt as he does. you thank him again when he tells you how to keep your car running properly. you’re so precious, hiding your face from him when you’re standing outside the vehicle again, as if you weren’t begging to be bred inside of it while it shook from the sex.

“come down to my shop, whenever you need this thing fixed, kay?” deku hums, using a forefinger to tilt your head up to his. “or whenever you need someone to take care of you, i’d love to take you on a date sometime.”

your body flushes with heat and you nod eagerly, scribbling your number down fast and telling the mechanic to call you after eight pm, the kids will be asleep by then. izuku parts from you with a sloppy slot of his mouth against yours, he promises to call— he wouldn’t mind fixing up ‘n taking care of a sweet thing like you.

Solely based from that one Mickey Mouse short scene: https://youtu.be/C-71xmZWRtw

My farmer at Marnie’s Ranch every 8am to give Shane 1 hot pepper

(sorry this is so messy I found this in my wip files from last month and I just wanted to finish it once and for all)

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned

— minors don’t interact.

— wc: 924

content + warnings: 18+ including: fingering, a LOT of sexual tension, RELIGIOUS themes, I am posting this in my sleep, so maybe there is some error bye

pairings: religious boy!atsumu & fem!reader

— note: so babes, i was inspired by this here after a friend of mine just sent me this kisses and kisses

© for the atsumu’s icon: @/shoyosun here on tumblr.

Oh, you are so sweet. So sweet. Just the perfect daughter in a seemingly perfect family, because at the end of the day, looking is more important than being, especially in a small religious town. No one could accuse you of fucking Osamu or Suna because there was no proof of that, but Atsumu more than anyone else knew about your ventures running away from home after midnight to meet his brother. In fact, he had even lied to his parents claiming not to know where Samu was because the latter was too busy fucking you in the guest room of the house right after a charity lunch that the local church organized every month.

In fact, it annoyed Atsumu a bit the way the long stockings that went all the way down to your thighs tightened the skin in that area and how he could never lay so much as a finger on you without Suna or Osamu complaining. But he wanted you so badly, why didn’t you look at him with no ulterior motives? Why was the only response you gave him was that bright smile that wasn’t exclusively his? It annoyed him. You were the perfect girl who always helped organize everything in the church, and you were literally the favorite person of all the older people who worked in the town clergy. And why exactly couldn’t he have a taste of your innocence?

He hoped that God would forgive him, because he had sinned. And sinned too much.  

And although he was stressed and no one in his family really understood why he had been frowning all week, here Atsumu was as usual: sitting in one of the front rows listening to that Sunday’s mass sermon without really paying attention. He was too busy looking at his diagonal where you were sitting. You and your delicate white dress that went down to just below your knees. Today you weren’t wearing the usual high stockings, but you still looked as untouched and immaculate as ever. If he didn’t know about your little sexual adventures with Suna and his brother, he might even think you were still a virgin.

Watching you adjust the dress close to your breasts, he ran his tongue over his lips and stood up. Atsumu murmured a simple “I’ll be right back” to his family sitting next to him on the long wooden bench and walked toward you, taking care to bow to the statue of Christ placed in the middle of the religious altar as the priest continued to lead the mass.

— May I speak with you? — He whispered to Y/N after standing calmly beside her at one of the free exits from the pew where she and her own family were sitting.

— Now? — His pants began to feel uncomfortably tight around his already half-hard cock. — We are in the middle of an important sermon.

— Please, it’s important. — He swallowed hard without lifting his gaze to the girl’s mother or father, he didn’t have the heart to face them after spending months imagining the worst kind of erotic filth with their daughter.  

Y/N shook her head positively and cracked a smile at her mother as she stood up, smoothed her dress around her waist and walked side by side with Atsumu to wherever it was she was being taken. From afar, Osamu and Suna watched the two of them carefully until Atsumu eventually led you to the inner side behind the altar of the mass, away from the prying eyes of the two other men. He wanted you all to himself without an audience.

— Well? — you asked curiously, watching him lock the door through which you entered the room filled with cassocks of various sizes and some accessories used in special church celebrations. — What did you…

You didn’t have time to finish the next question because Atsumu pressed himself firmly against you, taking your face between his hands and letting his lips take over yours in a tender kiss filled with libido and tension suppressed for months. Contrary to what he expected, Y/N responded to the kiss and even put her fingers in his blond hair to pull him closer. His fingers went down your shoulders and reached your breasts to squeeze them hard enough to make you moan against his mouth without any shame.

— Shit, it took you so long to realize that I wanted to fuck you. — The girl remarked with a smug smile opening up.

— W-What? — It was the first time a girl had ever made his cheeks burn with embarrassment.

— And now you’re embarrassed? Right after you kissed me so hard? — Y/N reached down to take his hands down Miya’s pants to slowly rub his cock. — What? Didn’t you want to fuck me?

You are the Lilith in Eva’s skin and he couldn’t help, but be in love.

— Then spread your legs for me, baby. — Atsumu spoke in a husky voice bringing two fingers to your mouth to watch you suck and lick them with saliva and then slipping the same fingers inside your panties to finally touch the pussy he had dreamed of for days that turned into months. — I’m going to fuck you better than those two idiots out there. — His index and middle finger went inside you and curved around, the image of Y/N throwing her head back in pleasure almost made Atsumu end up cumming inside his own pants.

— I bet you will, yes.

Atsumu hoped that God would forgive him, for he would sin. And sin too much.

LANE SIBZ

Daria brainrot courtesy of a screenshot I found on my phone

Jane Lane is the truest mood

Trent deserved better 🤘🏻

Nobody:

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.

everything i’m insecure about ~ corpse husband

word count: 946

request?: no

description: in which the things his fans say become too much for her and she starts to believe them

pairing: corpse x female!reader

warnings: swearing, angst (kinda?), insecurities

masterlist (one, two)

The Discord disconnect sound alerted everyone that someone had left the call, but it was the bright red letters reading “(Y/S/N) has left the game” that brought their laughing to a halt.

“Did (Y/N) leave?” Rae asked.

“Wifi might’ve dropped,” Jack responded.

“The wifi is working fine for me,” Corpse told them. “I don’t hear her moving in the other room.”

“Corpse, if you want to go check on her we’ll wait to start the lobby again,” Toast offered.

Corpse shook his head, forgetting that his friends couldn’t see them. “No, I’ll leave and come back in a bit. You guys can play without me.”

He left the Among Us game and placed his headphones aside. (Y/N) hadn’t come into his room yet, which was why Corpse thought she had merely disconnected by accident. If she had decided she was finished streaming, she would’ve told everyone and come over to join him in his room.

He walked to the guest bedroom where (Y/N) had her streaming set up. Instead of being sat at her computer like Corpse expected, (Y/N) was laid on her back on the guest bed, staring up at the ceiling. He could see something shiny on her cheeks, and realized they were also flushed - she was crying.

Noticing Corpse walk in, she quickly wiped her face and tried to smile. “Hey. Are you done streaming?”

“I wasn’t, but I may be now,” Corpse responded. “What happened, (Y/N)?”

“Nothing. Don’t worry, go back to your stream.”

Doing the exact opposite, Corpse crossed the room and laid next to (Y/N). He took her into his arms and rested her head on his chest. This was enough to finally break (Y/N) and she began to cry into Corpse’s chest.

Corpse smoothed her hair and allowed her to cry as she needed. He wasn’t going to push her to talk if she didn’t want to.

After some time, (Y/N)’s sobbing started to calm down and she spoke, “They hate me.”

“Who hates you?” Corpse asked.

“Your fans. They hate me. They’ve been spamming my social media and my chats with so much hate. I turned on subscribers only chat, but some of them even ended up subscribing to send me hate. I turned off my social media comments and replies and my inboxes, but they’re still getting to me somehow.”

“What do they say?”

(Y/N) hesitated. She already felt like she had said too much. She didn’t want to make Corpse upset with his fans. Obviously it wasn’t all of them giving her trouble, but it felt like the select few who were had made it their live mission to make her miserable.

“(Y/N),” Corpse prompted after a prolonged silence. “What are they saying?”

(Y/N) sighed and finally said, “They keep saying you should be with Rae instead of me. They post clips of you and Rae when you stream together and say you’re cuter together than we are, and that she’s better for you than I am.”

Corpse felt his anger rise at this. He didn’t mind the playful shipping his fans did - like Corpsekkuno - but when they took it too far like this he hated it. Especially now, seeing (Y/N) so upset over things that were just untrue.

“You know they’re wrong, right?” (Y/N) was silent. Corpse moved his head to try and see her face, but she moved to look away. “(Y/N).”

“They’re not completely wrong,” she said.

“Babe - ”

“She’s so much older than I am,” (Y/N) cut him off. “She’s so much more mature. And she’s pretty, and you two get along so well.”

“She’s like my sister,” he added. “(Y/N), they’re just trying to get in your head. I love you more than anything, and only you. You’re the one I want to be with, and in my eyes, you’re meant for me.”

Tears started to form in her eyes again, but this time they were from happiness. Corpse squeezed her slightly and kissed her forehead.

(Y/N) shrieked and giggled as Corpse stood and lifted her from the bed. He carried her to his room, where they both realized Corpse was still streaming. He placed (Y/N) down onto his bed and leaned into his mic. “Sorry for being gone so long guys, but I’m gonna dip. Hit me up for the next lobby.”

His friends chorused goodbyes and well wishes for (Y/N) before Corpse left the call.

“Sorry to anyone watching for the silence,” he said to his viewers. “I hope the Discord call without the visuals made for great out of context jokes. I’ll talk about my reason for going MIA later, but for now thanks for watching and I’ll see you guys next stream.”

He got in bed next to (Y/N), but this time he rested his head on her chest.

“You didn’t need to end the stream,” she told him. “I wouldn’t have minded watching for a while.”

“Nah, I would’ve went on a rant if I kept streaming. I want to cuddle with you for a while, then I want to show you that I love you and only you.”

(Y/N) smiled and wrapped her arms around Corpse. She ran her fingers through his curly hair, taking in the familiar scent of his cologne mixed with his shampoo.

“I love you, too,” she whispered into his hair. “Thank you.”

“You don’t have anything to thank me for. Everything I say is the truth, and you know I’m always here to assure you, babe.”

She kissed the top of his head, silently thanking him again.

👌 100/10 👌

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.)

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…”