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Stardew Bachelor Headcanons!

these just popped in my head while I was playing the game- and I love them

Elliot

probably kins applejacks brother

smells like a new book page (no joke)

loooooooves styling his long hair

acts like a gentleman to people he loves but he acts like a bitch on cocaine when hes alone

probably had an obey me! phase

loves having someone play with his hair

embodiment of "m'lady"

Sam

listens to avril lavigne for inspiration

skater boy

his favorite movie is the smurfs

smells like bubblegum and dirt

loooooves dragon ball(no wonder)

favorite anime is one punch man

dressed up as naruto once when he was little

forces Vincent to watch one punch man with him and rant about it

misses his dad

wishes he was around more

Harvey

always gets sick

neat freak

smells like windex(wow)

has panic attacks often

likes to doodle on his fingers

deserves so much love

sam forced him to dress up as jesus once with a wig

he needs therapy now

help

hums while filling out a patient's chart

honestly really sweet

is a gentleman

100% is gay as shit

loves dogs

Sebastian

loves mcr, green day, avril, imagine dragons, you name it

had a Harry Potter phase

smells like markers and pens

loves drawing his character

goes by he/they/mage

honestly I'm scared

trans icon

insecure

originally had ginger hair

also has freckles(he hides them)

has a lot of earrings

wants to gets a septum

has a frog hoodie

Shane

jas used to be his therapist

talks to chickens because he feels like only they understand him

smells like vanilla(wow)

let's jas do his nails while he talks to her

jas acts like those Jersey salon ladies with him

always has a horror movie night with jas on saturdays

blames himself for jas' parent's death

has panic attacks sometimes

judges people together with jas

best person to flip off someone

taught jas a lot of things

deserves the world

we love you shane

Alex

insecure

smells like sweat and cologne

honestly a sweetheart

talks to evelyn a lot

vents to george(he actually cares)

stromk

can snap in 2 seconds if you insult his mom

amazing ranter

has a bit of anger issues

overall amazing

I smell I bi-bitch

ding ding ding its him

will be super kind to his s/o and tries not to get angry

and those are my headcanons

Corazon Reacting to Average Sized S/O Wearing his Coat

@glasses-and-bandana-s​ Hi dear~ I was wondering if I could request something for Corazon/Rossinante? How do you think he would react to seeing his average sized s/o wearing his feathered coat? It can be either fluffy or spicy, whichever you think would suit best! And the S/O can be either female or neutral ^^ (You said you preferred details in requests so I hope this is enough akhfkg) Obviously take all the time you need and if you don’t want to do it, that’s perfectly fine, most important is that you have fun <3

Apologies for the wait Love! I hope you enjoy this!! And yeah- I had so much fun with this! Corazon is such a sweet character to write for with his precious cinnamon roll face.

Corazon (Donquixote Rosinante) x Reader (Gender-Neutral/Non-Binary)

Warnings: Fluff and n s f w/spicy writing, meaning adult content under the cut (it is pretty vague since it is Gender-Neutral/Non-binary) Hint of a size kink going on.

*In case it is not clear “average-size” is referring to height. So Reader is not an insane height like Cora.

Words: 526

Fluff Headcanons:

The second he sees you- His average sized partner in his feathered coat- He is smitten

No matter your height, his coat just devours you, but you are so cute and proud to be wearing it

It reminds him of just how precious you are, how much you mean to him, the man will be a love-stricken fool for the next few minutes as he just admires you in it and the way the coat drags on the floor from how much fabric there is

It is adorable and he will accidentally give away his position when he walks into a wall to greet you

“Do you always wear my coat when I forget it?” He asks with a laugh

With that nod of embarrassment- One that he adores since it means he caught you in the act- You admit it and even better say you love wearing it when he is away, whether it is due to marine work or his secret work, you love to wear it since it reminds you of him when you get lonely

This will make his heart melt

He will feel awful that you ever felt lonely but also his heart is dying from how cute you are in the coat

Without a word, he will just pick you up and cuddle you if it is to make up for leaving

If this becomes a daily occurrence of him catching you in his coat you bet there will be a picture or two so he can admire it when he is away

That and he even may start to leave it on purpose for you

N s f w Headcanons:

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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 ♥

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.

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Tamaki Amajiki: Ruts and Heats

Warnings: Sexual content and references to it

Masterlist

Star Wars Blog

It’s well known that Tamaki isn’t the most confident of alphas. He’s quiet and has an arguably flexible backbone, not to mention his own self-doubt issues.

None of that was important to you though, because all you knew him as was your over caring and sweet alpha.

He himself could hardly believe he had managed to get someone as beautiful and amazing as yourself to allow him to court you.

Of course his main goal is to always make you feel loved, taken care of, and, above all, respected.

You can bet your ass this man drinks his respect omega juice every morning. He works with Fatgum after all, and he’s constantly surrounded by so may amazing female heroes.

So, through a blushing, stuttering, and anxiety provoking conversation he initiates the talk of what to do when your heat eventually comes around.

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beggars can’t be choosers.

levi ackerman x reader x eren jaeger.

includes : threesome, cockwarming, edging/denied orgasm, oral, swearing. whole lotta smut, not a lotta plot.

wc : 4k.

synopsis : a promiscuous sequel. eren knows you’re missing levi and him, and he’s gonna help out his desperate little friend to get the captains attention.

✰ a / n ,, thank you for almost 1,000 followers, i love you all ! <33.

The night after it all transpired- you were like a new woman, the unusual smile on your face made the others query your motives when you appeared at breakfast, lunch, and dinner, even on missions.

'What has her so lively?'

You were fulfilled, there was nothing that could top that night- that night was the embodiment of your fantasies. Both your Captain and long time friend, with you right in the middle.

For the most part, your affairs with the two dwelled to be the same, your comrades still unable to tell something had gone down between the three of you. Eren invariably sat next to you; you teased each other just like always and your Captain still treated you like a peon.

Though not even you could disagree to the fact that you were like an addict, just itching to be touched like a pervert, you longed for the littlest bit of attention- per usual. And it was more painful when Eren purposely chose to torment you, little pokes and prods, long hugs and squeezes sent you over the moon, this was a game to him, and he played it good.

You didn't concede this to Eren, but he could tell you had these twisted ideas in your mind without a word needing to be spoken, watching you doze off into space. Whilst your mind was filled with vile notions of that night- at every waking moment of the day- Eren much less thought about that evening with Captain Levi involved, he would rather make his own remembrances with you.

Giving your feelings the time to fester meant nearly dropping to your knees if anyone so little as gave you a high five.

And Eren loves to use this to further his objective, he finds it a good source of entertainment to watch you shiver, or whine because, ‘she doesn’t even hide it, she wants me so bad.’

On one end, Captan Levi was his usual cold self, and you still flirted with him... For the joke.

While on the other end, he liked it- of course, he did, he liked the chivalry enough to drag you into his office and show you how much he liked your trifling behavior.

Whether he liked it or not, he found himself thinking about it too. Not enough to divert his attention on more crucial aspects of his life and job of course, nor did he act on his thoughts.

It was so pitiful, laying in bed looking at your ceiling as you touched yourself- for what felt like hours- feeling both of them filling you up and giving you what you yearned for. The feeling almost too real, and you yearned to feel it again. You needed it again, no matter the cost.

Your mind filled with only Levi Ackerman and Eren Jaeger.

"What are you thinking about?"

Breaking out of your reverie, seeing Connie parking his rear in the dining halls bench, "oh, nothin' just tired." He hums in response, slowly nodding.

"Dreamin’ about me, I hope."

"Only in your wildest dreams, Springer."

Jean, who's sitting beside his friend and throwing a loose arm over his shoulder, "who'd be daydreaming about you?" he cackles, Connie shoving his best friends’ arm off of him and frowning.

"Don't worry Jean, I have enough love for the both of you."

"I don't-"

"You love it though, right, horse face?" peeking a look to your side, the familiar brunette is claiming his seat next to you, grinning at his friend who's flustered and kicking Eren under the table.

Jean struggles to play it cool, rolling his eyes and tossing his hands behind his head, "I already have someone on my mind."

"Shucks, I can't play around with you anymore?" wriggling your eyebrows, devilish smile growing on your face, Jean shakes his head.

"Nope, doesn't work on me anymore."

Connie interjects, "don't listen to em', he's always gonna be a slave for your little flirts."

"Am not!"

"Yeah, you are, everyone knows it."

Armin and Mikasa walk into the arguing, giving each other a side-eye before hesitantly settling at the table, hearing Jean try to defend himself against his friends, "guys, no need to yell so early in the morning." Armin hushes, sighing.

"Jean, you know you love it."

"Even Armin likes it!" Eren laughs, pointing at his best friend, "he won't deny it either!"

Armin smiles cheekily, scratching the back of his head, "we're not talking about myself right now."

You had a skill, almost like it was an art- reeling any man in as you pleased, and they loved it, who wouldn't?

You suck in a corner of your bottom lip, looking down at your lap.

"Why are you be so loud, Eren?"

The table instantly falls mute, heads darting to face the man in charge, "sorry Cap."

"I want you all outside in ten minutes, be on time."

As quick as he comes, he's gone, not looking at you indifferently. 'This was seriously going to be a one-time thing?'

"You look antsy, y/n." Eren leans over to your ear, "what's on your mind?" he asks, you look at him, he knew exactly what was on your mind.

"You know what's on my mind, Eren,” smug look on his lips, patting your knee, giving it a gentle squeeze, "don't tease me, Jaeger." You mutter, placing your hand on top of his own to remove it from your leg.

"Y'know, now all of a sudden you don't like it when I touch you because it makes you think of that night, it's obvious."

Your eyes squinting to scowl at him, glancing around to see if anyone had heard what he said; they didn't, all of them either throwing away garbage or talking amongst themselves, "why don't you just stir things up again? You want to, I can tell."

You sit there silently, allowing him to rev up your engine, this was something you craved to feel, he wanted to see you act up, enticing him and his friends, "do what you did before, Captain is bound to give you what you want."

You listened to every word he said, his hand still on your thigh as you closed your legs, squeezing them together as your body throbbed, he was right, and you were desperate, "why don't you go tell him how much you want it?"

You lick your chapped lips, throat bone dry as you're uncomfortably struggling to find words, "Eren," he flashes you a smile, 'she's falling apart with just me looking at her.'

"I can't tell him anything, and you better not either," you grit, eventually gaining some self-control, standing from your seat as he remains in his, "shouldn't we go? Everyone else is gone."

Eren stands, stepping over the bench as he takes a look around, the room was nearly empty, "Levi's gonna be mad at us, maybe he'll even punish you if you're lucky."

You shake your head, "just let me help you," you gaze up at him whilst the two of you follow behind your friends, "I can help you get what you want."

You pondered the offer, "yeah?"

He smiles, "of course," Eren tried to contain himself, even the idea of having you under him made his dick twitch under his belt.

"What do you have in mind?" you spoke, he hummed quietly, "wanna' get me in trouble?"

The tension between the two of you rose, holding your breath as you reached the empty field for sparring, he nodded his head, "of course I do."

You brainstormed, how to get attention from your Captain, but what you didn't know was Eren was already putting his plan into motion, already telling your friends what would land you right in his bed.

Hours later, the time dinner came around, the table was just like the ordinary, chatting and eating after a long day of activities; but unbeknownst to you, Eren was counting the seconds before the Captain would come storming into the room.

During the day, while you sparred with Jean, Eren found himself talking to Connie right in front of the men in charge- both Erwin and Levi listened in as Eren purposely filled Connie's ear with intentions you had. Vile thoughts, Levi and Erwin looking at each other, the Commander blown away, 'yeah, she said to me she wanted Captain to chain her up and everything, torture her, even,’

'Are you serious?' Eren nodded slyly.

‘That’s y/n for you, kinky, isnt she?’ crossing his arms.

'She is one freaky bastard- better not let Captain find out.'

But- to no avail, it was a little too late for that.

"Y/n,"

His voice split through the talkative room in an instant, voice booming as you quickly looked up, swallowing your food, "Eren, Y/n, my office- now."

Connie and Eren exchanged looks and you caught them, "what's that look for?"

"Don't worry about it lets just go."

Levi had already left the dining hall, you walked beside Eren, "what did you do, Eren?"

"Nothing." He defends, shrugging as you inched closer to the familiar wooden door.

Eren stopped in front of the door, he wasted no time, knuckles knocking on the old wood, "calm down, it's all fine."

Letting out a sigh, hearing his voice on the other side of the entrance, the two of you slipping past the doorframe and right into his office, he sat there, arms crossed in his chair, "do you have anything you'd like to say for yourself?"

Before you get the chance to speak, Eren perks up, "what do you mean, Captain?"

"Y/n?"

You choked, throat dry from the awkwardness in the room, "I'm confused on what you mean, sir." Levi scoffed, shaking his head. He was angry, nearly incensed as he watched you shuffle around, your eyes stuck on your feet.

The sound of his chair pushing backward sends shivers up your spine, he stands, "I don't know where to start with either of you."

"Tell him why you did it, y/n."

Your head practically spinning off your shoulders to face the man who stood beside you, "what do you mean, Jaeger?"

Your eyes bulging out of your head, squeezing your fists as you glared at Eren, "say it, cadet."

You looked at Levi in dismay, "I don't know what he's talking about, sir."

"I should've brought Connie in here too for listening to the bullshit you were spewing."

'Bullshit I was spewing?'

"All I was saying was what she told me, Cap."

"Yeah, apparently, y/n."

You meet eyes with your Captain as he's rounding his table, "you want it that bad?"

Avoiding his question, praying for him to step back, feeling weak from his intense glare, sending you into a nervous turmoil.

"Answer me."

You defended yourself, unable to give the boss an answer. Levi was mad, he was beyond humiliated at not only did Erwin hear your perverse ideas, but now big-mouth Connie. And he was fed up- once again- with your behavior.

He’s angrily stepping away from you and opening his bedroom door, "bring her, Jaeger."

Grabbing your wrist, Eren is nearly flinging you into the dimly lit bedroom, stumbling over your feet as the door is clicking shut. You rubbed your wrist, looking at Levi who stands before you, looking up at him.

His strong hands sitting you on the edge of his bed, his finger meeting under your chin and tilting your head up as you stared at him breathlessly, "you want things to be your way, right?"

You nodded, Eren standing next to your Captain, "things won't always go your way, cadet."

You gulped, the restriction growing under his grasp as he slid his hand down your neck, squeezing, "you're lucky I'm even doing this for you, you should be locked up."

Glancing at Eren, who's gradually unhooking his belt, "use this, Captain."

The leather belt being pulled from around Eren's waist and being placed in Levi's hand, he graciously seizes it and pushes you to get up, "lie down and be quiet, understood?"

Before reaching the other side of the bed, your captain is linking the material around your wrists behind your back and using his knee to push you on the bed, your body vulnerable as you can't catch your fall. Knees just barely hanging over the edge of the bed, someone's feet kicking your legs open.

"So I've been on your mind? because it sure seems it."

Digging your head into the sheets, you're nodding, "disgusting."

The weight of the bed plunges in front of your head, fingers entering your hair and pulling you up by the roots, "you think I'll be easy on you this time around?"

You shake your head, "no sir."

With Levi in front of you, Eren is using his foot to slip off your shoes, his hands crawling below your waist, blindly unbuttoning your jeans and tugging them down your thighs.

Pushing you onto your back, Levi is sliding off the bed and you're trying to blow your hair out of your face, Eren steps out of the Captains' way, Levi pushing your knees up and placing your feet on the bed, "you've been acting up again, misbehaving won't get you what you want, y/n."

"She probably wanted this to happen again."

You did, you prayed for it to happen again, but you didn't intend to be tied up, unable to do anything, "I didn't ask to be tied up, though," you muttered under your breath, pulling against the material.

Eren laughs, unbuttoning your blouse while your Captain pinned your legs against your stomach, squirming around under his tight grasp.

“You go around and tell everyone how desperate you are,” you feel his thumb slowly press against the sensitive nub concealed by only your thin underwear, “have you been thinking about us fucking you again, y/n?” calculatedly pushing his thumb up and down, applying more pressure while he keeps your leg in a firm grasp against your body.

“It’s disgusting, really.”

He knows you you hate to be teased, Levi knew if he had even given you a taste of what you begged for, you'd become greedy. Eren on the other hand was sadistic, he would tease and tease and tease, that's how he would get off.

You're caught up in the painstaking abuse of his thumb, not giving any thought to the question he had asked you. He stops, looking at you with a bitter glare, “didn't I ask you a question?” you whine, pressing your head deeper into the mattress.

“Yes, Captain- I've been thinking about you fucking me.”

He's gratified by your answer, knowing that the inquiry would humiliate you.

“Dirty- fuckin’ dirty.” He taunts, picking up where he left off. Levi stands beside his subordinate, Eren pressing your other leg up and finding his fingers hooking around the wet fabric, and trying to get a look at your cunt.

Eren moves out of the way, allowing Levi to push your body back farther, he lowers to his knees, leaning against the edge of the bed, “do you enjoy giving me a hard time?”

They never failed to get you under their complete control, your heart beating out of your chest whenever either of them gave you as little as a glance with their lust-filled eyes. It was so incredibly wrong, so immoral, but it was your guys’ thing, this was your little secret.

“You’ve always been such a troublesome girl.”

Weakly, you're shaking your head, trying to keep your breathing under control as his fingers are raking between your sopping folds, spreading them apart with his calloused index and middle finger, admiring your beautiful body. ‘God- if you weren't such a pest.’ Levi pushed those thoughts to the back of his head, you'd always be his little annoying flirt, nothing more- nothing less.

Though both Eren and Levi seemed to enjoy pleasuring you until numb, your captain knew he needed to instill some discipline, he couldn't let himself be seen as a push-over just because he couldn't stop thinking about how you squeezed his cock so perfectly.

The thought of his fingers being knuckle deep inside your pussy brought him close to reaching bliss in his jeans, you didn't even have to touch him.

Curving his fingers up into your tight, textured walls, feeling your heartbeat throb around his two fingers as he made sure to send shock waves throughout your body. The pad of his thumb rubbing deep and slow circles around your clit, each time he hit a nerve your legs twitching, he hit every spot.

Eren stood beside you, loosely pumping his cock in his fist, watching you squirm and cry out, trying to free yourself as your wrists were falling asleep from the weight of your body, “l-let me go, please.”

Levi and Eren dismissed your pleas, trying so desperately to close your legs from the strong thrusts of his fingers, the overstimulation making your back arch, sucking his fingers in for more, and more.

That coil tightening in your stomach was unmistakable, head spinning, moaning out blubbers of swears and incoherent words, “go on, cum.” They know how bad you've been waiting for this, both men knew it needed to happen again, it was sad seeing you feral like a dog looking for any sort of notoriety.

That's all you wanted to hear, selfishly pushing your quivering hips onto his fingers, he knew this would make you furious, Levi was ready to make your night hell.

All of it stopped. His digits pulling out of your clenching hole as he smirked, standing up onto his feet, pulling you farther and farther away from the peak of your climax.

Gasping like a fish out of water, lifting your head to see Levi on his feet, you sobbed, pain filling your body as you were so prepared, so close to releasing, “Captain,” crying, your foot shaking from the awful tension erected in your lower stomach, your pussy mindlessly twitching, trying to make up for lost touch.

He leans towards your face, gripping your jaw, slipping his slick-covered fingers down your tongue, “that's what happens when you aren't good, I'm sure you understand that, right?”

“Yes- sir.”

He pitties you, almost feeling bad for leaving you a mess in your tears and exertion, but Eren, on the other hand, loved it. “If you take good care of Eren, you might get what you want.”

Eren helps you up, keeping your wrists bound as he can now take advantage of your wet throat, “she knows how to take good care of us.” Eren praises, petting your head and peeling the stranded hairs out of your face, “you’ve always been so good to me.”

Levi scoffs, “besides when she's being a tease.”

Your captain unzips his pants, pushing them past his thighs.

Sitting on the bed and leaning his bare back against the bed frame, “come over here.”

Like a feeble idiot, you're bringing your body closer to his, he grabs you by your waist, lifting one leg and yanking you over his lap, Eren gets on the bed, his tip spilling precum, “you're gonna sit still while you help your friend out, yeah?”

Levi prepares his cock by stealing some of your slick and lubricating hmself with it, lifting your hips so he can ease you onto his cock.

Pushing yourself onto his hips only made him annoyed, “don't you dare,” you groan, he keeps you somewhat upright by keeping a hold on Erens belt.

Eren gripping the back of your head, directing your mouth onto his cock, your lips wrapping around his tip whilst looking in his pretty eyes, his thick eyebrows furrowed and twisted from the satisfaction your mouth is endowing his needy cock with.

Your tongue licking the bottom side of his cock as you pressed your throat until it was filled.

He just wants to hear you gag, messy face while your throat tightens around him, adjusting to his size.

Your pussy crying and burning from the lack of movement, your Captain torturing you, whining on Eren’s cock, hoping Levi would just move a little, although you knew better than to attempt anything.

Eren rocking his hips against your throat, spit spilling from your chin as he throat fucks you, Levi sees how good of a job you're doing, rutting his hips into your dripping cunt only once to keep you going- cueing you to hurry and swallow Erens load so you can convince them to fuck you.

Pulling out of your throat, strings of spit connecting to his cock as he stops himself from releasing down your throat.

Levi’s pleased with you, so he wants to reward you, ‘she’s suffered enough,’ he says to himself, fucking you on his cock just how you like it. Letting out whimpers of relief; by the time your Captain had decided to fuck you, the base of his cock had already been soaking from your slick trickling down and onto his pubic bone. Erens hand palming your perky tits, watching them bounce at the hands of you riding him.

Reversing on Levi’s cock meant Eren could see your pretty little face twist up, your mouth stuck open as you looked at the man in front of you, you were so precious- if anything- you deserved him, you deserved his affection, and he wanted to give it to you.

“Cap’ gonna cum,” you're body trying to curl up in a ball as he holds you from plunging forward, the movement of your hips bouncing back and forth on him, your ass slapping on his cock, the sound of skin loud, which he used as encouragement to plant his seed in you. Such a vicious noise as Levi keeps you still, rutting his hips into yours as he's pulling your head back by a handful of your hair. Your body left with shockwaves as he fucks any sort of knowledge, words, and sounds out of you; you're silent, mouth ajar as you're eventually worthy enough to reach your high.

Your head spinning, eyes being surrounded by a warm white as you're clenching around him to suck him in deeper, your holes twitching as you're frozen still from the orgasm erupting from your body.

Levi grunting as he fills you up with his load, thrusting his hips into you to plant his seed as deep as possible into your beaten little cunt.

“That's right, so pretty- I bet that felt good, didn't it?”

“It did- ‘need more, Eren.”

Eren smirks, face glowing with pride, so vulnerable you were, a girl with needs- his girl, and he had all the antidotes for your selfish little troubles. You were always so willing, truly, you were the perfect participant.

“I think I should untie her, what do you think?”

“Go on and do it, I think she deserves it.” a sigh of relief leaving your lungs as you're set free, rubbing your raw wrists while Eren is easing you on your back, his hands caressing every inch of your sore body, gently squeezing when he gets a good handful of your soft flesh. Up your thighs, under, your perfect waist and sides, he wanted it all-and he wanted you at his disposal.

And thankfully, you wanted them all to yourself too.

Eren knew he wouldn't last long, he's been waiting too long for you, so he doesn't spare any seconds, kneading your tits; giving each of them the right amount of attention, rolling your nipple between his fingers, lightly tugging as he's pushing past your little hole, “filled with so much cum already, you like bein’ a cocksleeve? You like being stuffed, huh?”

Nodding, “yes- I love it s’much, love it!”

Levi holds your wrists above your head.

Eyes rolling back, Erens cock drilling into you, your body shaking as he tears another orgasm out of you, you cried and screamed, Levi inserting his two fingers down your throat to shut you up as Hanges room was no more than ten feet away.

You loved it, you loved it so much- you loved being the center of their attention, you adored being their little ragdoll, how they could fuck you into oblivion so mercilessly, yet make sure you get your fix.

His cock knocking into you, hitting your cervix, which sent moans flying out of your throat, gripping his wrist tightly while he held your thigh up around his waist.

You deemed it your job to please them, to take care of them, and they felt the same- it was the implicit rule of this situationship.

Erens trying to instill as much self-control as he can bear to keep, but it's merely no use, he’s slipping, and fast. His cock constantly slamming into your nerves sent you into a spiral, every thrust fucked your eyes to the back of your head, “fuckin’ you stupid huh- I missed this tight cunt.” Eren spits, the sweat from his body dripping onto your sticky body as your pussy goes numb.

“I love your cock- love it s’much Eren,” your beautiful voice could alone bring both men to climax, he uses it as motivation to cum deep into your pussy. Levi wiped the drool from the side of your lip, along with your tears as he watched you.

Eren pulled out, light moans as he shivered, spilling his seed on your stomach, a mantra of your name falling from his tongue as he tried to regain control.

With you left fucked out on the bed as they got dressed, almost like a routine- you're left struggling to put your clothes on as Levi is trying to rush the two of you out of his room so he can strip his sheets.

“Don't get caught.” He's warning, seeing the two of you out, you're practically trudging through the corridors with Eren at your side as you feel more of a mixture of your cum soak through your underwear and legs, your jeans getting damp with each step you took.

Right as you neared the bedroom door, thankful to be able to strip yourself of your clothing in only a few minutes, Eren ensures you get to your room safely, but no one is that lucky- are they?

“Whatcha’ guys up to?”

Before catching a glimpse of your face, you're gasping and looking away, Eren turning around to see Connie and Jean, “busy?”

Eren laughs, casually speaking, “does it look like it?” he looks more or less as disheveled as you did, his hair falling from the hair tie, while you looked a mess.

“She looks like she just got hit by a bus.”

Your body barreling over in embarrassment, you find it hard to look at them, Jeans’ eyes doubling in size as he sees the unfamiliar piece of fabric in your hand.

“Is that- your bra?”

"Sometimes I wonder if, when you look at me, you wish you were seeing her."

"I see you, Pidge. And you're exactly who I want to see."

more doodles… u KNOW he would give the best hugs 😤