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fairynook · 1 year
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what astrology placement makes me fall absolutely head over heels for fictional characters… i need answers
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bumblingbabooshka · 5 months
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Odd and Recent Planets
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glittter-skeleton · 13 days
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Hello OUAT fandom, I bring you Emma’s emotional cheating in s4
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rodolfoparras · 3 months
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Oh gosh, hi hello howdy. I’ve always quietly lurked on your blog because it makes me so fucking feral but I’m too nervous about saying anything. But!! I’m being brave, saying hello, and idk bringing a little treat too I suppose
idk what specifically got me hooked onto this idea, but it was def something you wrote that was scream worthy but but all it did was make me imagine:
Price just being this perfect soldier, perfect leader, gruff and hard around the edges because he has to be in his line of work. Sharp voice, stern face, no-nonsense and all authority. Then reader comes around. Price is all bark and bite, but oh with reader—something shakes loose in his chest.
It doesn’t come up in the field. It doesn’t come up on base either. It’s some little dinky bar where the team has holed up in after a rough mission to celebrate a safe return and lick their wounds in relative, drunken peace. And it starts with just the brush of your arm against Price’s neck. It was an accident. You reached for something over his shoulder, Ghost handing you another drink or you swatting at a laughing Soap, and it was really just the loose fabric of your sleeve against Price’s skin.
Price has spent so long being alpha alpha alpha. It’s what’s expected of a military man, what’s expected of a captain and leader. But something about the touch against the back of his neck—of you touching his neck, holding him, collaring him. It’s lucky the lights are low enough no one notices the flush spreading across his face and the music is too loud to hear that soft little whimper.
Anywayyyy love the blog hehe <3
Hello sugar cube!! I’m so glad you popped in pls know y’all are genuinely always welcome here I can understand feeling nervous but believe me I absolutely love talking to y’all! 🥹🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻
Also before I say anything else I just have to say you articulate yourself in such a beautiful way I absolutely love the way you write sugar🧎🏻‍♂️
Second of all I’ve always loved the thought of price giving up control
Imagine price who’s always been forced to take charge and make decisions, always been captain or lieutenant, someone important before he’s been a mere soldier, always carrying so much responsibilities on his shoulders
When you came around he hadn’t expected to start a relationship with you it kind of just happened much like he just happened to give up control to you
Price would always be up on his feet before anyone else, preparing coffee and making sure him and his team have everything they need for their mission, but now he’s woken up by the smell of coffee and met with the sight of your smiling face holding out a cup for him .
He takes it gracefully, sipping on it contentedly, feeling himself become more and more alert as the caffeine enters his system.
He’s just about to say how he needs to prepare for the upcoming mission when you abruptly cut him off with a kiss, ever so carful not to tip the cup of warm liquid on him.
He happily accepts your kiss, a contented sigh escaping his lips and it’s your smile that finally breaks the kiss.
“I’ve already prepared everything,” you say, smile still painted on your face.
He only manages a surprised “oh” in response, brows raising high at your words before he bashfully thanks you for what you’ve done.
Once he’s done with his coffee you put his mug down on the night stand before you take his hand and pull him out of the bed, playfully tugging him over to the bathroom where you’re quick to start up a shower for him.
He mumbles something under his breath probably something along the lines of how he’s a grown man and can take care of himself and doesn’t need you to prepare showers for him but he secretly loves it
As soon as he steps foot in the shower, you’re hot on his tail, pouring shower gel into your hands, and soaping them up before burying your fingers into his hair.
A groan escapes his lips, eyes fluttering shut as he leans into the wonderful feeling.
Maybe you’re going over the mission with him or maybe you’re just humming some tune or maybe you’re trailing kisses down his neck while massaging his tense shoulders
Ether way he absolutely loves it feels like he’s in heaven because of it and of course the sweet thing gets so worked up, all hot and bothered from having someone pampering him this much, cock all hard and weeping between his thighs and there’s no way you’ll have him this tense before a mission so of course you sneak your hand between his legs and gently pumping his length
He’s clawing at your arm, head lolling back onto your shoulder as groans and whimpers escape him.
It doesn’t take much before the sweet thing is inching closer to his release, head burying into your neck and begging you to let him finish and who are you to deny him?
You quickly dry him up and help him dress before you ready yourself for the mission.
Youre checking your weapons and gear going over whatever you’ll need before taking the liberty to check his stuff and he’s all red in the face muttering curses under his breath but he absolutely loves everything you do for him and the rest of tf141 knows it as they stand there quietly chuckling in the background
Well out on the field you’re hot on his heal, your form towering over him, chest flushed to his back, hand on him to keep him in close vicinity while moving quietly
And if a bullet happens to graze him you’re lashing out at whoever wasn’t properly covering him getting all up in their face and cursing them out so much that Price has to pull you back by the waist while trying to suppress the smile tugging at his lips
And on your way back home you’re checking up on him constantly, even sitting next to him in the helicopter, thighs flush with his, arm around him, letting him lean his body onto yours, and checking every once a while on the injury he’s got
And of course when you’re back home you got him sprawled out on the bed, head buried between his legs, making him cum over and over, til there’s nothing but pathetic spurts of cum coming from him.
As he lay there, sated and fucked out, Price realizes he’s finally let someone else have control for once.
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gh0stsp1d3r · 11 months
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hii ! idk if requests are open but may you do a hobie brown x f! or Gn! reader? Basically where they’re both spider people(is that the right wording?😭) and they js go swinging together, and just have a cute lil date kinda like what gwen and miles did ? thank u if you do!!
LOVE
With you
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Hobie smiled as you both sat on the edge of the building.
“It’s so nice outside.” You said, you’ve been to Hobies universe plenty of times. But it was a lot different from yours, so every time you did, it was amazing.
You looked at him and he looked back at you.
“Ready to go?” He asked.
“Yeah.” You put your mask on, and he put his on.
“You going first?”
“You want me to?”
“Sure. Show me what you got, spider-girl.” He smirked under the mask. You dived off the building, no warning, Hobie following you. You hooked onto another building. Then to one on the other side, you turned back, swinging backwards now as you looked at Hobie.
“Ehh, you’re good, but not better than me!” He shouted, and went ahead of you. As you both raced.
You caught up quickly, and he narrowed his eyes at you, you laughed at his reaction when you went faster than him.
He caught up to you, and started to swing next to you at the same pace.
“C’mon, I wanna show you someone.” He said, he took a right, and you followed him.
He went to the ground, and so did you. People stared, probably confused.
He entered a pub, and as soon as he opened the door cheers erupted from everywhere. You looked at him in confusion, he just looked around and had his eyes on one person.
“Aye, Karl.” Hobie said, going up to a guy with black hair.
“Hey, Hobie. Who’s this?” He looked at you as him and Hobie did a handshake.
“My girlfriend.”
“Was wondering when I’d meet her. You didn’t tell me she was…”
“Yeah, she is.”
“That’s cool. Cool.” He said, and put his hand out for you to shake it, which you did.
“I’m y/n.” You said your real name, since he clearly knew Hobies.
“Karl. Captain anarchy:”
“I’ve heard a lot about you.” You said to him.
“I’ve heard probably more about you.” He laughed.
“Alright alright, I talk about you both. I wanted you to meet each other.” He said, putting his arms around the both of you.
“Wanna drink?” Karl asked, taking a sip of his own.
“Nah, we were just about to head out. I’ll see you later, man.” He patted his shoulder and you both left.
“Yeahhh, spider man!!”
“Can I get a picture?”
“Is that your girlfriend?”
He ignored the questions and comments, leaving the pub. You both walked a little bit, and then climbed up a tall building and sat down on the edge again.
“Hey, I had fun today. Thank you.” You said, putting your head on his shoulder as you both watched the sun set.
“Yeah. I did too.”
“It’s late. You should probably be getting home, yeah?” He said, looking down at you.
“Yeah.”
“But before you go, I wanna do one more thing.”
“Okay..”
He got up, you got up. He went to an alley, and walked down it. He covered your eyes and grabbed your hands.
“I had one of my friends make this. Thought it was nice. He needed inspiration so..” he took his hands off your eyes. Your eyes widened.
It was a painting, a painting of you on the beach. The background was the ocean, and it was a calm and beautiful background.
“Hobie.. it’s.. its..”
“Good, I know?”
“It’s more than good. It’s amazing.” You said, laughing.
“It’s beautiful, just like you.” He mumbled, and you looked at him. He cupped your cheeks and kissed you.
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grandlinedreams · 5 months
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Ok I loved the whole reader is Kid’s/Killer’s sister. And I can just imagine her and Kid not getting along, and when the heart pirates and kid pirates run into each other, reader and Kid are like two cats fighting. Then Killer picks reader up under her arms like a kitten, and hands her to Law, all like, “this is yours”.
Could you make this happen please? 😭😭
I told myself I wouldn’t send anymore requests till they went down a bit more, but this scenario wouldn’t leave my head, and I wanted to see it come to life with your words. Asdfghjkl I’m sorry 😅
LMAO YES i loved writing it 🥺 but also don't apologize bb, I got you!!
[Heads up!: semi/non-canon compliant (idk either around Sabaody or in the 2 year ts), established relationship, sibling antics (Reader and Kid), cursing, silliness]
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You love your brother, you swear that you do. You've stuck with him through thick and thin and at the end of the day, woe to anyone who tries to hurt him while you're around.
That being said, however, that doesn't necessarily mean that you like your brother or his general attitude towards anyone that isn't part of his crew.
Part of you gets it, truly ㅡ there's been plenty of skepticism and mockery when it comes to Kid and his goal in life. Finding the One Piece is a pretty lofty ambition, but you have no doubts your brother has the determination it takes. He's hostile because of it though, less keen on asking questions and more on the offensive ㅡ and his attitude towards Law's crew is no different.
Perhaps it's made worse, actually, for the fact that you're currently in a relationship with Law. Something your brother knows, and hates. Which is why you've found yourself, predictably, in another argument with him.
Anger boils in your veins as you raise your voice to match Kid's. "Stop treating me like I'm an idiot! I'm a grown adult!"
"Then act like it, damn it!" Your brother snaps back. "I don't have time to babysit you anyways!"
"Nobody asked you to, youㅡ" You yelp as hands hook under yours, your feet leaving the ground as you're lifted up. You know who it is, the only one besides Kid who'd dare to lift you like this in the first place. "Killer, put me down. Now."
The masked pirate ignores your demand, unbothered by the way you squirm in his hold before he sets you down in front of the Law and a handful of his crew, who've been watching this shitshow go down silently.
"This one is all yours," Killer tells Law, hand on your head and ignoring the way you swat at his touch, eyes narrowed and teeth gritted in annoyance. "For now."
"You can't just hand me off like I'm a package," you grumble, "are you that desperate to get rid of me? I didn't even do anything wrong!"
"Not getting rid of you," Killer cuts in, "just giving you some time away from Kid. I think you both need it."
Ever the voice of reason against his captain, Killer has a point ㅡ you could do with a couple weeks (or more) away from your brother and his crew, and who better to hand you off to?
You're sure Kid could think of better (or worse) people to leave you with, but all he does is scowl, silented by the firm steer of Killer back the way they'd come.
You watch your brother and his crew retreat, the scene not unfamiliar even as you sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose. "How mad do you think they'd be if I stayed with you permanently?"
You don't raise your voice and it's not quite an intentional needle to Kid, but he still comes to a halt and glares at you over his shoulder. "I heard that," he snaps, "don't even think about it!"
You adopt a face of innocence that lasts just long enough for your brother to turn back around, then glance at Law, who tilts his head. "The offer does stand," he says, even though there's a teasing gleam to his eyes that you grin at.
"I don't think I'll be truly leaving my crew anytime soon," you say as Law's own crew heads back towards the Polar Tang, and you wait until they've gone to snag your fingers in the front of Law's shirt, tugging playfully. "But I could be convinced to stay a little longer."
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joehawke · 1 year
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don’t get me wrong - I’m all for Eddie’s characterization staying the same - but I can’t stop picturing an enemies to lovers sport AU. Picture this: Steve being the captain of his team (whether it be Soccer, Swim, Hockey, Basketball, etc Idc), all his teammates absolutely love him and adore him, I mean - he’s their leader for crying out loud; has been for some time. But then one Eddie Munson transfers to Hawkins High (pretend Hawkins High is known for their said sport team) and wouldn’t you know it? Eddie was known for his position at his old school. So not only does he make the team, Steve’s teammates, his boys, absolutely love Eddie.
“C’mon Harrington, just face the facts and realize Munson is good. He could help us big time man. He’s not replacing you” Tommy tells Steve one afternoon, except - that’s the issue isn’t it? Because Eddie basically does replace Steve (okay, not really. Steve’s just dramatic and this stupid boy who thinks he can just waltz in here just made Co-Captain and since when was that even a thing???) and god does Steve just hate him. He hates his stupid long curly hair and his stupid Bambi legs (that aren’t really Bambi legs because holy fuck does Eddie have calves (not that Steve’s looking of course)) and his stupid charming attitude and those stupid plump lips that Steve just wants to — listen he hates him okay? Steve’s the king of Hawkins high, not this wannabe rockstar looking kid.
Give me Steve who has a horrible relationship with his parents show up on Eddie’s porch one night after a bad fight, tears threatening to fall as he whispers out a broken “I didn’t know where else to go”. Give me Eddie, Eddie who doesn’t hate Steve and never did (only pretended to because he didn’t know why the other jock hated him so much, and what? Eddie’s only defense mechanism for as long as he can remember was to play along) inviting him in to have dinner with him and his uncle Wayne because Steve hasn’t eaten all day.
So yeah - give me enemies to lovers. Idk how they get from point A to B, maybe they hook up one time and it becomes a thing, maybe Eddie doesn’t actually hate Steve because maybe we never get Eddie’s side of the story and Steve’s just too caught up in hating him that he doesn’t realize he might actually love him and the only part that’s onesided is the so called “hate”. God I just want a sports AU okay? Maybe with a side of Robin X Chrissy (Robin who’s still Steve’s platonic soulmate with a Capitol P who cheers for Steve from the stands in her band uniform and Chrissy who’s Eddie’s new best friend who cheers for him on the field with her own cheer team. And if Robin and Chrissy know that Steve and Eddie are actually in love with eachother and are trying to play matchmaker? And if they end up loving one another too?? Well - that’s cool too.
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babydollmarauders · 6 months
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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (23-24 SZN PART 8)
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y/ndevils00 well, we tried!
devils lose 3-4 against the kitties tonight, giving us 1-1-1 so far in the season…. i guess the guys just wanted to even it out as soon as possible 🤷‍♀️
uncle haula-way opened up the penalties with a minor for hooking in the first period! and we ended that period scoreless and down by deux.
it ended up being a pretty uneventful second period until the kittens brought it up to 3-0, followed up directly by TWO tripping penalties made by swiss alps. he’s been thoroughly punished by not only being benched in the third by lindy, but also by me.
third period was OUR period! captain swiss and the ratty cat got into a kerscuffle, which landed them both in the slut box. and despite the fact that the old bat benched my bestie for the restie number 2, we got THREE goals and nearly tied up the game! but we didn’t, so it’s kind of a moot point.
p.s. Dmitry Kulikov, count your days, bitch 🫵🔪
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jackhughes dove, you can’t OPENLY threaten players
y/ndevils00 oh. why not?
jackhughes because you could lose your job??
y/ndevils00 but.. i can still threaten them in their dm’s, right?
jackhughes no?? HAVE YOU BEEN DOING THAT?!
y/ndevils00 i feel like i should be saying no
jackhughes oh my god
nicohischier we need to do some damage control
jackhughes @/nicohischier already on it
y/ndevils00 did i do an oopsie? ☹️
jackhughes it’s okay, love. just don’t do it again, please?
dawson1417 you threatened him? for ME?! i feel so loved 🥰
y/ndevils00 AND I’D DO IT AGAIN! nobody trips my bestie but me!
dawson1417 YEAH!
dawson1417 wait what?
nicohischier you still worked the word “slut” in there but it wasn’t to describe me, so i’ll take it
y/ndevils00 i did that just to appease you, my favorite little whore 🫶
nicohischier there it is
user06 i say, let y/n threaten players!
y/ndevils00 THANK YOU! i second this!
jackhughes no
y/ndevils00 :(
nicohischier did you just call coach Ruff an “old bat” ?
y/ndevils00 yeah, and what about it?
nicohischier i-
y/ndevils00 am i WRONG??
nicohischier i’m not going to answer that
y/ndevils00 well then i know your answer! your secret is safe with me 🤫
nicohischier i DIDN’T answer??
y/ndevils00 no, but i know what it would’ve been. we have the same mind
nicohischier i strongly disagree with that
john.marino97 i didn’t get a do better tonight. are you feeling okay?
y/ndevils00 can’t talk, i’m in johnny defense mode
john.marino97 you’re in what?? what are you doing?
y/ndevils00 writing an essay
john.marino97 i’m kind of afraid to ask, but about what?
y/ndevils00 how well you were playing tonight and how you didn’t deserve to be benched
john.marino97 oh? okay? and what do you plan to do with this essay?
y/ndevils00 i just emailed it to the old man
john.marino97 you emailed it to your dad?
y/ndevils00 i thought you were supposed to be smart…
john.marino97 oh god, you sent it to lindy
y/ndevils00 i sent it to lindy!
user93 y/n may be marino’s biggest problem but she’s also his biggest defender
tmeier96 i thought the benching was bad… i think you’re gonna be in my nightmares
y/ndevils00 good. i hope that’ll remind you to behave!
tmeier96 @/jackhughes help me please
jackhughes dude, idk what you want ME to do. i can’t control her, all i can do is hope she never gets arrested
y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes i would never get arrested! the cops would have to catch me and they couldn’t do that
lhughes_06 y/n, you got winded walking up 6 steps. all the cops would have to do is WALK after you
jackhughes @/lhughes_06 if they tell her they have gum, she’ll come willingly
y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes gum AND handcuffs? i’m sold!
jackhughes you know you’d be put INTO the handcuffs, right? you don’t get to just have them
y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes oh i know 🤭
jackhughes i think we have a lot to discuss tonight
jackhughes we also need to talk about what you should and shouldn’t be putting on the internet
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theartofdreaming1 · 3 months
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Some more Captain Swan (or would this qualify as Captain Duckling? idk)
This started out as a simple, mindless ouat doodle, but then my brain decided to come up with bits and pieces of a story for this while I was working on it, so... If you're interested, you can read the basic premise under the cut:
Basically, we have bar wench Emma teaming up with infamous pirate Captain Hook to bring down the Dark One: Killian has finally gotten a way to get rid of the damn crocodile and Emma has learned of that while the crew of the Jolly Roger stopped by the tavern she works at; for Emma, it's about getting her son back (Neal/Baelfire is still Henry's father in this AU, but left the realm to escape his father, so Rumple's trying to use Henry to track down Neal, i guess)... Anyway, Emma steals onto the Jolly Roger (to steal whatever magical item required to best the Dark One or to stowaway on board, your pick), gets discovered by our good captain ('feisty lass' that she is, she still manages to hold a dagger to his throat before he gets the best of her - there are on his ship, after all), she reveals why she's doing this in the first place - to reunite with her son - and they strike an accord to work together as they share a common goal... Shenanigans ensue, (and no, there is connection/bond between them that's growing closer over time, Emma is absolutely positive of that, thank you very much ;), plans go awry - they are chased by a monster of some sort, Killian decides to fight it off, to give Emma some more time to flee - she has to make it back to her son, after all - and tells her to go, to leave him behind... (but we know she doesn't listen... she never does ;)
Something like that, I guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (and hey, if any Captain Swan writers out there feel like writing that story for me, let me know - I'd love to read it!)
(Also, I'm kind of happy how dynamic the poses in this drawing have turned out! I reworked the lineart a couple of times, not sure if I was wasting my time but while I liked the og sketch, I think the end result is a definite improvement)
Og sketch/doodle:
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gee-arid · 4 months
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ok, sorry if question is a bit long and if you have answered, please put the link for me to see please. Well... what are the names of the heroes? What was each heroe's first choice? (I mean the ladybug and cat holder). I know that Marinette is with the Fox and Ivan with the turtle, but for some reason I think that if they swap it would combine more (I speak more in symbolism, ivan who cannot lie with the "miraculous of lie"). What is the weapon of each carrier? About the turtle and Ivan, I think a purplish blue would match more (that leatherback turtle). What are the camouflaged forms of each miraculous? Do you have the reason why every person has every miraculous?
A big ask, but thats okay! I'd love to answer! Note that some answers like names and weapons are subject to change, im not great with names and im less familliar with some characters than others so, opinions and other ideas are awesome :)
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Names and weapons, left to right:
Aliase Rouges (red wings), Cartoony sledge hammer
Veilluese (night light), Grappling hook
Bison? Hyland?, Guitar- its electric but doesnt have to be plugged in..
Adora (play on Adore), Frisbee
Ouroboros, Mirror shield (play on the medusa myth)
Tack (to temporarily fasten something together), Big Needle
Captain Stinger (shortened to Sting), Cutlass
Jockey?, Reins? maybe a whip
Alectryon, rooster body (i guess?)
Jack Rabbit (shortened to Jack), Pickaxe
Ridley (a type of turtle), Detatched shields- Bonus purpley-blue version: honestly it works just as well.
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Tora (Japanese for tiger, i think), Sythe
R.A.T (acronym for Rodent Assist Team? idk, funny bit based on pokemons F.E.A.R strat lol, also sounds like a dj name??. also based on his purpose being mostly assisting pedestrians), Glow sticks (almost like a pair of lightsabers, without the deadliness. Basically glowing battons)
Boar, Boomerang (shaped like boar tusks).
Cirrus (a type of cloud, Aroure and Mirelle share the name and the miraculous), Lightning rod/ wind sock
Caprix (Play on Caprine), Chunky roller blades
Gibbon? (a type of monkey), one of those silly stretchy sticky hands
Reasons for each holder are here!
First choices are also listed there, if there isnt an alternative listed, they either had the same idea or no strong preference for a different holder. Regarding swapping holders based on symbolism (i.e. Ivan with the fox, Mari with the turtle) that would be super cool and i may draw them at some point in the future, but wouldn't fit with my au. This is because my bug and cat holders choose them based on preexisting relationships, traits, and talents.
Camouflaged forms are these:
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Struggled with Alyas rabbit miraculous tbh, it doesnt quite fit with my au for it to stay a pocket watch anyway (the Rabbits power being swapped from Burrow in a time sense, to Burrow in a dig way) so i guess its normal activated form would be some kind of keychain? Alyas disguise currently is a tamogachi :)
Nino wears the mouse necklace wrapped around his wrist like a bracelet.
Max's snake bracelet turns into a smart watch.
Markovs claw connects to his existing claws, and mimics what claws he already has.
Mirelle and Aroure have similar chokers with the charm changed. Aroure has the lightning bolt, Mirelle has the rain drop. They have the chokers replicated by comission with Marinette so they can swap the actual miraculous between them when needed.
Sabrinas sunglasses are prescription. They could also be just normal glasses, no black tint, when appropriate.
Marcs ring, where rainbow, is iridescent!
The butterfly and peacock are still unavailable to our heroes.
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scarasimping · 11 months
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I’m stealing that cat pic THE GATES R OPEN TALK ABOUT UR BRAIN ROT
YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY I AM THAT YOU ALL LIKE PIRATE SCARA
okay so this was originally gonna be a little drabble for you guys as a treat because you all like him sm but,,,,,i got carried away. it was also only supposed to be suggestive....not, yknow, actual smut. i am. so sorry
cw: fem! reader, dom! scara ig??? but he's soft so, oral (fem receiving), probably bad writing idk, if i missed anything let me know !!
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You had spent so long with Scara trying to figure out how to sneak yourself onto his ship without your guards knowing, and finally, you did it. You made it on the ship. All you wanted was to be there for one night, with no fear of the guards overhearing you two in your room or staff barging in and seeing him.
For once, he curses your politeness and kindness towards his crew, because you keep stopping to talk to them and god dammit he just wants to be alone with you.
Once he gets you inside his captain's cabin, he's pinning you to the door, one hand on your waist and the other pressed against the wood of the door by your head. His forehead rested against your own as he stared directly into your eyes, a teasing smirk on his face.
He leans down, kissing your jaw softly, slowly moving down your neck leaving more chaste kisses in his wake.
"So glad we're alone finally, darling," he'd whisper in between his lips' assault on your neck. His hand on your waist caresses drifts to the front of your stomach where he carefully unties your corset that was atop your shirt, dropping it from your waist and running his rough hands under your top, onto your bare skin.
He leaves one last long kiss to your throat before he lifts his head, to stare at you once more. His pupils are blown out, eyes full of nothing but love and want. The only thing on his mind is how pretty you look with your cheeks painted with a rosy blush, mouth parted as you try to ground yourself after all the attention he's giving you, the way your gaze keeps glancing between his eyes and his lips.
Too quickly to even process, Scaramouche leans in and presses his lips against yours. It's almost as if he's trying to mold his body with yours with how closely he's pressed himself to you — chest to chest, his knee in between your legs. He kisses you with desperation, one you've only seen him have a few times before.
With gentle nibbles on your lip, he asks for permission to explore your mouth even further, and only a fool would deny him that. As soon as your lips part, his tongue is darting inside, running against your own so that he can truly taste you.
All the while, his hand on your waist moves lower, toying with the hem of your skirt. He parts from your lips for only a second to ask, "Can I take this off?"
Too hasty to even think about your shirt as well, he's pulling your skirt and underwear down as soon as you give him the go ahead. When your skirt drops down, so does he. He falls to his knees in front of you, hooking one of your legs over his shoulder and leaning his head against your thigh.
In his mind, there is only you running through it: his desire for you, his need for you, to make you feel good. Before you, when he had hooked up with women at a tavern on his travels, he stuck true to the ways of a pirate and only really cared about himself. If the woman he was with also got some pleasure, then good for her, but it wasn't his priority.
But god, hearing your sweet moans as he focuses wholly on pleasing you is the closest thing to heaven he's ever experienced. Staring up at you is like staring at an angel. He so desperately wants you to feel good, and he needs to be the cause of it.
He takes hold of your hands, directing them to hold onto his hair, before he licks his thumb and slowly brushes it over your clit. He finds so much delight in how easily you squirm above him at the slightest stimulation. He's smirking up at you, kissing the inside of your thigh softly as he continues toying with you. When you start letting out breathy, quiet moans is when he finally leans in and flicks his tongue across your clit, relishing in the way you grip at his hair.
Once he's teased you enough, and your hips are squirming for just a little more, he finally wraps his lips around your poor clit and sucks, his fingers coming to prod at your entrance. All of the whines and whimpers you release are music to his ears, only making him more eager to suck and lick at you, craving more and more noises.
Gathering some of your arousal on his fingers as a lubricant, he slips his middle finger inside your needy hole, curling it so that it presses against your sweet spot. He's slow at first, allowing you to get used to the feeling, but as time goes on his assault on your walls becomes more and more needy, fingertips abusing your sensitive spot so quickly and barely giving you a break from the feeling.
Years of greed and selfishness melted away as all Scaramouche could do was give and give you everything you wanted. The taste of you on his tongue was intoxicating — addicting, even. Your hands tugged at his hair even more, tangling yourself in the indigo strands and letting him know how good he was making you feel.
Needy whines and cries of his name spilled from your spit-soaked lips. You were close, and he knew it from the way your walls tightened around his finger and how you couldn't keep your hips still, grinding down against his face for more.
"My love...'m close," you breathed out, he hummed in acknowledgement, only increasing the pressure that he used on your gummy walls and puffy clit.
It doesn't take long before you're releasing on his fingers, head thrown back against the door of his quarters and finger pulling so hard at his hair, he's surprised you haven't ripped any out. Your breaths are heavy and labored, and you're staring down as he finally pulls away from your sobbing cunt. He pulls his fingers out slowly, so as to not overstimulate you, and brings them to his own mouth, licking them clean and pulling away with a pop.
He rubs your thighs soothingly, removing your leg from his shoulder, but still holding onto you tightly by the hips so you don't fall over. When he stands up again, you can see just how worked up he got from making you feel pleasure. The bulge in his trousers was very prominent, and he couldn't help but grind his hips against yours, seeking some sort of friction from you.
"Still have enough energy for another round? I need you so fucking badly..."
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Reader and egos as love tropes
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So basically I looked up love tropes and I'm gonna be writting the egos that I think fit into them :)
Rivals:
I'm thinking like Actor Mark after the events of WKM and like you guys go for each others throats but you were in love with him before WKM and you still kinda are.
Maybe also Dark but not so much in my brain.
God x worshiper:
Obviously god of night. He is literally a god and you are his worshiper. Do I even need to say more??
Has a dark side × loves them anaway:
Obviously Dark. Like you were there for WKM and after the events you always find a way to go back to him because you love him but he thinks you shouldnt cause hes evil and you're like "stfu"
Dumbasses in love:
Wilford x reader%
I think this one fits it perfectly. There is not much else to write about it. Just when I think of this trope that is exactly what I think about.
Sunshine x sunshine protecter:
Yancy x reader and probably Dark x reader.
I feel like for Yancy it could go either you being the sunshine or him being the sunshine I think it works both ways.
For dark he is definitely the sunshine protector. I can just imagine you're talking to someone and hes just standing behind you giving them a death glare.
Super cocky × tried not to fall for them but did anyways:
Illinois x reader. Man is so cocky. Like Imagine you are trying so hard not to think about him and his stupid smile or about how much you would love for him to hold you that you try to avoid him during adventures. He catches on to why its happening and then one day he just like kisses you or something idk. Idk about you guys but if that happened to me I'd just about die.
Friends to lovers:
Yancy x reader, Damien x reader, Head engineer x reader. I think this fits so many egos but these are my top three. Like when you first meet them you guys get along really well and become best friends but eventually you both catch yourselves falling for the other. Then you guys get together and you are the happiest ever.
Second chance:
Tbh I love this idea with Dark. Like Imagine you and Damien you're together or married if you would. But then everything goes down in WKM and you lose him. A while later you run into Dark and you instantly see Damien in him. At first Dark is against starting anything with you but he has Damiens heart and his heart calls for you so you start dating Dark and maybe get married again, if you will.
Fake Dating:
Damien x reader. This is before WKM. Imagine he is sick and tired of people trying to hook him up with their daughters or whatever at parties and one day he says he has a wife. Many people are shocked and they start bugging him about it. They ask for his wife's name and he says your name by mistake. They say that next party he has to bring you so now hes trying to explain what happened to you. You agree to be his fake wife for the night. You both have an amazing night and at the end of the night as he is bringing you home he starts confessing and stuff and then you kiss him.
Flirt x oblivious:
Illinois x reader. He is very flirty but you are kinda dumb and just don't pick up on it. He literally would say he loves you and you're just like "I love you too!" But he can tell that you mean it in a platonic way. Eventually when you confess to him this is how it goes.
"Look, I've liked you for so long but I was scared that you didnt feel the same way"
"I LITERALLY HAVE BEEN FLIRTING WITH YOU FOR MONTHS"
"Friends do that"
"I SAID I LOVED YOU"
"Friends do that"
"what about that one time when we were walking through a narrow path and we almost kissed while you were pressed against me?"
"Okay maybe friends dont do that..."
Overthinker x never thinks:
Head engineer Mark x reader. Let's be honest. There is not a single thought going on in Head engineer Mark's head. With the captain on the other hand thinks to much. There is not a single second that they aren't thinking about something. Especially when they think about something going wrong with the ship. Luckily for Mark the captain is there to think for the both of them.
"You do realize that it's not supposed to be like that?"
"What do you mean? Was it not always like that??"
Talks x listens:
Head engineer Mark x reader. Kinda goes back to the last one. I feel like there are many times that the captain and Mark are together and he will just be rambling.
"Oh, I'm sorrry captain, I dont mean to be a bother with my rambling."
"No, I want to know why you hope the new plant has a beautiful sky."
Long distance:
Yancy x reader. I'm thinking like during iswm. Reader is up in space doing Captain stuff and they miss Yancy so much. They told him that they were going to space camp cause they didnt want to explain what was actually going on. In case he started to worry. But they found a way to still keep in contact and write letters. It was tough not getting to see him in person but they knew when they got home Yancy would be able to come with them.
Temporarily one sided:
I feel like this one could fit many egos but I like Yacny x reader the most.
So you stayed in the prison with him and you guys were really close. You shared a cell and spent all day with each other. You had fallen for Yancy. It was easy too. He was clingy in a good way and always made you feel heard and comfortable. You didnt know how to tell him. He didn't realize you're feelings and he didn't recognize his at first. He didn't think it was love. He didnt really know what love was cause he had been starved of it for so long. Tiny helped him figure out and after awhile he told you.
Fell first x fell harder:
This but with Damien.
You and Damien were very close. He was you childhood best friend and now you worked by his side. His crush on you definitely started around you guy's teen years. Mark and William definitely teased him for it and Celine tried to convince him to tell you. But he never did. Around the time you guys graduated high school, you started to fall for him. You were completely smitten by him. Confused by how you went this long without noticing. It was hard to keep it in, so you told Celine.
"Omg finally. Tell him. He is in love with you and has been for years!"
After you did and you guys got together it was easy to tell that you were completely in love with him. You're guy's friends (Will and Mark) teased you by saying you were worse then Damien. It was true. You fell so hard for that man. (We all did. He's so pretty)
Workaholic x clingy:
I think this one fits Damien x reader and head engineer Mark x reader.
For Damien he is the workaholic and you are clingy. Like he'll come home from work and be like "I have work to do."
"Is it due tomorrow?"
"No."
"Then we can take a nap first."
And if the work is do tomorrow you'll but wrap up in his lap while he gets it done. Usually you fall asleep while he's working and he'll carry you to bed after.
For head engineer Mark you are the workaholic and he is clingy. You can not get work done around him. Especially if it's late at night. He will beg you to go to bed with him or pay attention to him and if that doesnt work he will pick you up and carry you to bed or away from your work.
That is all of them. I plan on writting actual stories for some of them so expect that. If there is any that you just want me to write let me know and I probably will if I wasn't already planning on doing it. Also I found the best photo of Damien earlier and I want to share it with you.
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ISN'T HE BEAUTIFUL!!!!! I WANT TO GIVE THIS MAN THE BIGGEST SMOOCH!! God I love him so much.
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Hiii could you do something with like sub Steve Rogers but it’s his first time bottoming and the reader goes gentle until Steve asked him not to be gentle anymore, idk😭
steve rogers x top!m!reader
cw . sub!steve, dom!reader, praise, slight degrading (slut), sir kink, romantic at first, soft sex in the beginning, soft at the end, slight mention of scratching, captain kink, aftercare.
note . hopefully im not still shadowbanned!!! my works are showing up in tags anymore and it’s depressing 😭😭 i don’t really like how i wrote this, buuut i hope you enjoy :)
steve was everything all at once. so leading and domineering, in control of his life as a hero. always so sure of himself, confident in his abilities to lead a team.
but there were other moments, moments the rest of the world didn’t get to see. the gentler type moments. moments where steve was at his most vulnerable, reliant and dependent. needy, even.
you were grateful that he shared this piece of himself with you, the part that was softer, the part that relinquished his control to you.
you treated steve like he was rare glass, because that’s how he was to you. rare and special, valuable and fragile all in the right moments.
times like these were ones that stuck in your mind and flashed at times like images on a projector. steve in all of his glory, skin flushed as his breaths were soft. his hands gripping your shoulders, neither pulling you closer nor pushing you away. his legs crossed loosely over your lower back as you were pressed into him; joined together at both of your most sensitive places.
you were going slow, taking your time to cherish the male. pushing the gentle moans from his mouth, and he sounded as sweet as he looked in the moment.
“i…” he begins, eyes fluttering closed as you push into him again. “i don’t… you don’t have to be so gentle with me…” he whispers, eyes still closed. you stop all together, deep within him.
“i don’t wanna hurt you, baby,” you tell him softly, and he chuckles lightly. “you won’t, i can take it, i promise.. i’ll let you know if i can’t,” he answers. “i want you to be rough with me, please?” he asks, blue eyes looking at you through his eyelashes.
with a nod, the corner of your lips tug upwards, hands moving towards his hips. you grip his hips, pulling them flush against you. catching his eyes, you pull out, nearly completely before pushing back in. his mouth drops open, eyes lidded.
you continue, picking up the pace and going faster, and hooking one of his legs over your shoulder. his hand drops from your shoulder to the sheets, grasping them tightly in his grip while his other hand scratches at your back with dull nails.
“this what you wanted captain?” you ask, eyebrows furrowing. “wanted me to fuck you like you were some kind of slut, huh?” you groan when he clenches around you at the degrading. “y-yes sir,” he gasps, eyes rolling.
“yours.” he moans, “your s-slut…” he gets out, reddening even more. you move a hand to his neglected cock, jerking him at a slower pace. “all mines,” you grunt, watching his cock twitch in your grasp.
“i’m going to cum,” he whimpers, hips bucking up, attempting to get away from the onslaught of sensations. “go ahead, make a mess all over yourself,” you allow, feeling yourself get closer and closer to an orgasm.
his body jerks, the sounds coming from him downright sinful. broken whispers of “i’m cumming,” fall from his pretty lips until he goes silent, and stripes of warm cum are painting lines along his stomach.
the sight makes your own cock twitch, tightening your grip on his hip, delivering one, two, three more thrusts before you’re filling him up. he quivers at the overstimulation, dazed out of his mind while you gather yourself and pull out slowly.
the silence is nice, comfortable. steve is getting out of his own mind, and you’re carefully wiping the cum from his stomach.
“who would’ve known,” you start after a moment. “that the captain america likes to be manhandled and treated like a slut in bed,” you tease, laughing when he groans.
“shut up,” he mutters softly, smile teasing his lips.
yeah, it was these moments too. these moments were just as soft as those where he relinquished sexual control, and equally as cherished. you wouldn’t trade any of this for anything, ever.
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the question
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Pronouns: he/him
/Captain James Hook x Reader/
A/N: It's been OVERDUE at this point... how come I've never written anything about this man before?? I love him so much he's my babygirl idk what else to say. Enjoy!
Warnings: alcohol, mention of needles, suggestive themes, PINNING Song Rec: Mr.Kitty - After Dark
During a celebration at the Jolly Roger, Captain James Hook decided to party a little too much and, in other words, got absolutely drunk.
And during that evening he ended up hurting himself with his hook… again. But this time he dismissed Smee and instead asked for your assistance, which was odd. You knew better than to complain, though.
You were both alone in his cabin now, Hook sat down while you gathered the medical kit and then helped him take his shirt and hook off (making you blush in the process) to reveal a small gash below his collarbone, that would need stitches.
"Please be still, Captain. This will hurt…" but he was so inebriated you doubted he would feel a thing "I'll try to be quick".
"James… you can call me James, you know." He said in a raspy low voice, sending shivers down your spine. Since you met the man, he had that effect on you… even when you tried to suppress it.
"James… please be still or else I'll stab you." You showed Hook your needle playfully, and he reciprocated with a big smile.
"Be a good boy and help me out then?" Good boy… that man would drive you insane. "Sure… I'll be a good boy." he smiled slyly
A few minutes in silence passed as you concentrated on the sutures, and the whole time you felt his eyes on you like prey. You could feel a drop of sweat down your temple, nervous at his presence.
"I want to buy you some new clothes" He nonchalantly said, his confession drawing a giggle from you. "Are my clothes not to your liking, Cap- James?"
"Don't be offended, dear. I would just like to see you in some fancier clothing. You would look good in satin, I'm sure…" You both laughed, the thought of him wanting to see you matching his fancy clothes made you blush. You decided to exploit a little bit of his drunkness and expand on the fantasy. "What about gold? Do I deserve some jewelry with that new wardrobe?"
James stayed quiet for a second, his forget-me-not eyes widening with the question. "I would love to see you draped in gold! Necklaces, earrings and rings." He made a pause to fantasize and soon admitted. "Would love to see you laying on my bed, on top of my satin sheets and surrounded by jewels." That… was a lot. If you were blushing before you were now burning, but you couldn't help but press him even more.
"So you'd like to see me on your bed with fancy clothes and gold around me?" You made a pause to look at him, and what you found were dark eyes filled with something… lustful. "No, just the jewels."
You swallowed dry as your core burned with desire. THE Captain James Hook… he wanted you. More than you could ever imagine, he fantasized about you. And you have been oblivious to it.
But he was drunk, nothing could ever happen between you two in these conditions, so you just continued to work on the stitches.
"I'm sorry I've gone too far, my love. But I must admit, I love to see you blush." James apologized with a little smile and you reassured him everything was fine. He hadn't gone too far, not yet.
"I'm all finished, now… Let me help you stand, Captain." as you both stood up, you could finally process what happened. He was in front of you, shirtless and flirty as hell. James looked so good… you couldn't believe this was happening.
"May I ask you a question, my hearty?" Your heart skipped a beat at the sweet way he referred to you as. "Of course, James." He looked right into your eyes, your legs shaking in anticipation.
"May I kiss you?" Your whole body burned, and for a moment you considered it genuinely "James…".
You caressed his face while he pulled you in with his left arm, but you blocked his lips with your fingers. "You're drunk, Captain… I want you to ask me another time. The same question."
"And what would be the answer?" He looked disappointed, but not mad in any way.
"You'd have to ask to find out…" you smiled at him, granting a big smile from him in return. "Naughty boy."
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AU where Syverson becomes a dog trainer
Word Count: 1091
Warnings: smut of the cerebral and physical variety; kissing, oral (f and m receiving), fingering, cuddling, idk it’s been so long I don’t know how to do this anymore; you tell me
I don’t own Captain Syverson or Sandcastle but I do own these words and I do not give any permission to copy or repost them. I would absolutely love it if you liked or commented or reblogged. Stuff of life right there.
Written in a mid-week wine haze and completely un-beta’d. So I own the mistakes, too, is what I’m saying. But you can be me for a while if you want.
Sometimes when I'm walking my crazy-ass rescue pit in the woods, I imagine coming across dog trainer!Sy and Aika.
Aika is off-leash, which of course she is; Sy trusts her recall unconditionally.
When he hears my panicked calls for Ginger to return and stop straining against the lead, Sy immediately clasps a leash on the heavy D-ring of the neon green collar around the German Shepherd's neck.
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He stands patient and calm about 10 yards away while I spew profuse apologies in his direction and gentle curses at my dog.
"She's a rescue. I'm so sorry. She really doesn't like other dogs. Ginger, sit!"
"She's a spitfire for sure, but she wants to say hi. She just needs to learn some manners."
When I tell him I've been watching training videos on Instagram, he can barely contain the smirk that forms beneath his rugged beard as he drops his head to the side and gives a slow shake.
He takes note once I finally have G under some semblance of control and asks if I've tried an in-person trainer yet.
I tell him I hadn't yet; that I'd adopted a rescue before who had a much easier disposition and I hadn't thought I would have so much trouble with a second one; that it'd only been a month and I was honestly regretting the decision to adopt again.
He pulls a small white card out of the pocket of his tan camo cargo pants and lets me know he's gonna just drop it on this tree stump here and back away with Aika in the opposite direction.
He tells me his name and says maybe the girls can meet again someday and I notice his biceps flex in his maybe just too small tee as he tugs Aika’s leash.
When he goes, I wipe the sweat of frustration off my face and pick up the card from the stump.
I see the nickname he failed to mention underneath the name K9 Tactics and see he's a certified trainer and I just want to die from embarrassment because this guy with the close shaved head and beefy thighs apparent in his pants is hot as all fuck and there is no way in hell I would ever summon enough courage to put my shortcomings on further display in front of him for any length of time ever again.
But I hear him holler back "Don't overthink it. First session's free. She’s got promise!"
And, like, imagine my surprise when he admits day one while we're walking G down the path near my apartment that I'm technically his first client since he made the choice to start this side gig after retiring from the Special Forces.
He's managed to calm her down after their frenetic meeting and hooked her up to the most convoluted convertible leash I'd ever seen.
We were stopping every so often while he waited for her to step back from her pulling before we moved forward and he praised her with a happy Yes every time she did.
I had a hard time concentrating on everything Sy said while I tried to wish the ache of those yesses away, but I did catch that he was finishing up a few business courses before stepping into an executive position at a new protection company forming in the area.
By the time Ginger was able to heel without hesitation, Sy had already asked me out on two dates and kissed me so passionately at the end of the second after walking me to my door that I was left reeling when he stepped back and I could not fathom for the life of me how I let him go home that night.
We waited until the girls met, G circling in and out trying so hard to approach Aika calmly and say hello, before we ended the night in bed together.
It was messy and hesitant and a little uncomfortable until we both laughed and admitted we were just thinking it might be better to kennel the girls in separate rooms for the night so they don't trip out that the bedroom door is closed for the first time in forever and destroy the living room while Sy was destroying me.
He pounced immediately upon entering the room after securing G and Aika, tossing me to the bed and diving right between the sprawl of my legs.
I practically melted into mush when he raised his eyes to me and mouthed a silent "okay?" and it didn’t take long after he latched his lips around my cunt and dug his tongue deep and pressed it into my clit with such fervor for me to come crying out his name.
Through my blissful haze, I caught him swipe a paw across his beard before he crawled up over me and dipped his head to catch my lip between his teeth before sucking a kiss and tipping his tongue into my mouth.
“Was that okay?”
I gasped in disbelief and could think of only one way to express just how okay it was besides asking him to do it again which would have been totally selfish of me but dontchu think I didn’t think it.
I asked him if he preferred standing or laying down and I was so grateful his decision allowed me to wrap my hands around his legs while I sank to my elbows and knees on the bed before him, taking his hefty cock as deep as I could.
It allowed him to bend over and stretch a hand down my back, sweeping over my ass and back between my legs, teasing out the slick and fingering me to another orgasm while he came down my throat with a growl.
He laid me back gently, slipping in beside me and wrapping an arm behind my shoulder to draw me close, placing a kiss on my forehead before turning my chin and capturing my mouth with his.
I could feel his hand trace the curves of my body while his tongue assaulted my mouth and lips traced my neck and I could tell exactly why when he paused because I heard Ginger thrashing in her cage, too.
“You wanna wait ‘er out?”
I honestly didn’t know what the right thing to do was but I could tell Sy was going to let me do whatever I wanted in the moment and in the moment I knew there was no way I could ever want to let this man go.
A/N: I’ve been dreaming of this Sy for a while now, on just about every woods walk with my dog since I first read Even If You Don’t Mean It by @sillyrabbit81 and I knew it was never gonna be enough for a full series or anything but I just really needed to get it out. And I hope it’s okay I tagged you, Rabbit, and you, everyone else I’m about to tag. I’ll likely never post another Sy story again, but if I did and you don’t want a tag, please please please just let me know. I don’t mean to overstep. @fvckinghenrycavill @mayloma @winter2112rose @daydreaming-in-letters​ @just-chirpin​
Edit: I DID post another Sy story, complete with you and Ginger and Aika. Wake Up Call
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I can't help but think about what if Buggy was raised in White Beard's ship rather than with the Rogers? In my heart of hearts I really do want to believe that Rogers cared and treasured Buggy like he did Shanks but afaik Shanks feels like a favorite; he's given the strawhat, and there's the Wano flashback of the Roger pirates about to face off the Whitebeards, and Shanks is wearing Roger's current captain hat on top of the straw hat while he's munching on some chocolate (😭) and idk, it makes me feel for the little clown
Whitebeard seems like he's a better father figure than Rogers considering his treasure is his family, so I wonder if he would have a better understanding of how Buggy feels, and how to raise a kid who doesn't take to battle as quickly as the other kids (let's say Marco bc he probably is the only other kid in the ship). Would Whitebeard celebrate and praise Buggy for his creative inventions and bombs? Would he encourage Buggy to be the flashiest boy of the Grand line, and to wear his red nose proud bc no matter what, he loves Buggy the way he is anyway? Idk I'm just thinking about what if Buggy wasn't broken and jaded :')
I'm still a Shuggy enjoyer so I want Shanks to be still a part of Buggy's childhood. What if Shanks is interested in Whitebeard's youngest bc he's also a kid too, and he's super eye catching. Shanks probably tries to fight Buggy but he gets overwhelmed by Buggy's bombs or whatever, or because Buggy's too good at dodging and/or running away (Whitebeard probably clues in that Buggy's not battle heavy, but he has immense potential when it comes to escapes and getting out of danger). Shanks just falls in love with this kid who he can't quite grasp and always looks forward to seeing again. Or maybe Shanks also gets adopted as a Whitebeard, but Whitebeard's parenting polishes Shanks and Buggy's strengths in a way where one doesn't feel inferior to the other and they're both happy kids. Lots of maybes...
Case and point, Buggy as a Whitebeard would maybe fix him 😭
buggy as a whitebeard pirate… i do think he ends up mentally healthier for it, but not necessarily because “roger’s a bad dad”—imo he’s not trying to be anyone’s dad, he’s buggy and shanks’ captain, it’s a different relationsh—*a long hook drags me offstage*
ahem. anyway.
potential upsides to being a whitebeard pirate:
if buggy’s in whitebeard’s crew, he is whitebeard’s family. there’s no room for doubt, he joined the crew this morning and has already been called ‘son’ three times.
lots of support, resources, etc. should he eat the chop-chop fruit. this is a crew with a lot of devil fruit experience, they know how to deal with the limitations that arise. if buggy mopes and complains about not being able to search for treasure underwater, i bet somebody comes up with a diving suit or a little submersible boat he can use; if he wants to swim, they find him a fresh water pool; etc.
there’s not just two kids around—he’ll get less focused attention, yeah, but the same is true for everyone. cap’n dad might play favorites, but i think that not being the favorite hurts more when there’s only two options. when there’s five, ten, dozens of other kids fighting for his attention… well, buggy might be bitter about not being the favorite, but he surely knew the odds weren’t in his favor. also, not being codependently reliant on one single peer/friend can do wonders for your mental health.
no childhood trauma over the crew breaking up and the captain dying!
potential downsides to being a whitebeard pirate:
he never gets to leave the nest. whitebeard pirates who want leadership roles can become division commanders; if they want an independent leadership role, i guess they can become captains of whitebeard subordinate crews? but it seems to me that they only leave if they die, retire, or turn traitor. i think buggy would find that stifling. whitebeard: the world’s most powerful helicopter parent?
there’s not just two kids around—if focused attention turns out to be something buggy really needs, that’s a shame, because he’s not gonna get it.
this is not a crew that cares about finding treasure or going on grand adventures. i don’t think buggy is gonna be too happy about whitebeard’s “the real treasure was the family we found along the way” ethos. though maybe he just ignores this, the way ace ignored whitebeard’s lack of interest in the pirate king title.
adulthood trauma over the captain dying and the crew falling apart/being destroyed by a traitor!
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