#no beta we die like men 💪

[mandiemegatron]

ᴋɪᴅ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ʜɪꜱ ᴇɴᴅ ɢᴀᴍᴇ. ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ɴᴇᴜᴛʀᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ. ꜱᴜɪᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴀɢᴇꜱ. ᴍᴅɴɪ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟᴀʙᴇʟᴇᴅ 18+.

ʟᴀᴡ'ꜱ ᴠᴇʀꜱ.

It was a strange moment, when Kid realized he didn't want anyone else but you.

Watching you laugh and joke with those closest to him on the crew made his heart swell, though if one looked at him, you wouldn't be able to tell.

You always bothered him, as he would say, constantly checking up on him while he hid away in his workshop, bringing him snacks and drinks and sometimes even sticking around for a chat.

You annoyed him by never backing down whenever he got in your face, always barking back at him with that defiant look in your eyes. You were the only one, (other than Killer), who never let him get his way. He hated it.

You constantly filled his head with images of how perfect you'd fit together, the way your smaller hand always found his metal one when walking around a new town. You made his heart ache with how you looked up at him with those wide, wonder-filled eyes whenever he showed you cool things, always taking an interest in what he had to say.

It was the way you shook thousands of beris in his face with a loud laugh, a proud expression across his face as you took everything Wire, Heat and Bubblegum had in their pockets. How you'd taken some of your winnings and folded them neatly before sliding the bills into the pocket of Kid's open shirt, a loving grin on your face as you told him to “treat himself to something nice.”

It was how your eyes light up and filled with happy tears as he pulls a necklace he'd been working on for you for months out of his pocket and held it out to you, staring off to the side with dark cheeks and demanding you take it before he changes his mind. Nothing made his heart race faster than seeing you wear it the next day.

It was the way you held his face in your hands, wiping away dirt and blood from his skin with a worried expression after a long and tedious battle with the Marines. The way your gentle fingers pressed over his scars without fear, tracing over each one as if committing them to memory.

It was the way you welcomed him into your room, heart open and pouring out to him when you'd had a little too much to drink. The way you clung to him and begged him to never toss you aside, to treasure you and show you what being loved was supposed to feel like.

It was the way you woke up the next day in his arms, his eyes half-lidded as he watches you slowly stir and look up at him with a smile that could shatter the stars, and the way your eyes fell shut as he pulled you into your first kiss.

It was a quiet and warm moment, when Kid realized he didn't want anyone else but you.

#mandies mumbles ; blurbs / hcs ... #Eustass Kid #one piece kid #op eustass kid #kid x reader #one piece #ok to rb #small blurb for my boy Eustass #every damn day i fall deeper and deeper into the kid pirate hole #no beta we die like men 💪 #if u see a mistake.... no tf u dont 💖

[greatprotector-if]

I'm oh sooo curious, since anon asked on the other page.

Fake-out make-out scenario for the Ros?

the first part of the fake-out make-outs is here with our lovely crown kallias! galen's and v's will be up uhhh whenever i write them. hopefully within the next few days [:

“Will you stop laughing?! Go faster!”

“I’m—ha—I’m sorry, I’m trying!”

In ordinary situations, Kallias would have no trouble keeping up with you as you dash through the streets, but they’ve got a sack full of gods know what strapped to their back, and they won’t stop giggling like a child, and it’s slowing them down.

You knew this job would bring at least a little danger, but you never imagined that all the danger would have nothing to do with the crown’s royal title. Kallias attracts trouble like a horde of flies to honey, all completely on their own. Disappearing in the dead of night to challenge the cursed trees, insisting on going through the bog to save time but getting stuck, somehow getting snatched up by a gryphon the one time you thought they were behaving.

This time, it's a horde of bandits, which wouldn’t sound like Kallias’ fault, except it is. They set their camp on fire.

To be fair, it was an accident. To be fair, what they were trying to do was steal back the supplies taken from the workers in the city, which is nice you suppose, and you did agree to the plan, but also you were literally there the whole time and you still can’t comprehend how they set the entire camp ablaze by accident—and thus they alerted the bandits to your presence, and thus… you are running.

“In my defense,” Kallias begins. "We did get the supplies—"

You cut them off with a gritted out, “Please shut up.”

They laugh even harder at that, and it stutters because they’re sprinting at the same time, but it’s otherwise unrestrained. Fuck, they’re infuriating.

Your own pack of supplies isn’t doing you very well either, it slaps against your back with every step and it’s really starting to annoy you. You know you can’t keep this up forever… or even for much longer, at this rate. You had a pretty good head start but you can hear the shouting of the bandits start to close in on you.

But you have an idea. A horrible, awful idea.

You grab Kallias by the wrist and tug them down a narrow alleyway, around a corner—and then you skid to a stop.

You turn around, chucking your bag onto the floor against the wall, and put your hands on their shoulders. They look at you in confusion. There’s a bit of pink peeking out from the brown of their hair now, which means their glamour is fading. Good. You never intended to be out this long, and while you have a backup potion, you won’t use it. Maybe this will help your chances.

And before they can even have the chance to ask why you’ve stopped, you blurt, “Kiss me.”

There’s an incredulous smile crossing their face, like they think you’re joking, but you are not joking. “Huh. That is maybe the last thing I was expecting you to say.”

This is… incredibly inappropriate. This is your crown, even if they are an idiot, and the Queen would have your head on a pike if she knew what you were thinking—if she knew that you’ve thought about this before, even without the imminent danger, when you were alone with Kallias in their chambers and they were listening to your stories, all soft touches and softer smiles.

But you look into Kallias’ eyes, specks of green peeking out from the brown as the glamour wears off, and this is… for their safety. And it is your duty, as their knight, to keep them safe.

“I’m serious.” You wet your lips, from nerves or something else, you don’t know. “Please. Make it look believable. It—”

Something in their eyes changes, and they don’t need to hear the explanation—just as well, because it wouldn't have been a very good one anyway. And in the next moment, your back hits the wall. Rough hands, too rough for the royalty they’re supposed to be, cradle your jaw, deft fingers sinking into the hair at the nape of your neck. And… oh. They’re kissing you, and they’re really fucking good at it.

It’s for camouflage, you reason. To hide your faces, and make people look away. You remind yourself of that as you wrap your arms around them, tug them as close as you can possibly be to one another… even as they tilt their head and deepen it, and they are so warm against you, and any thought in your mind promptly goes silent beneath the buzz.

Distantly, you register the heavy footfalls of the bandits nearing. They must have split up, because there’s only a few people coming your way.

They’re coming closer. And then they’re here—and their footsteps stutter right where you think they must have noticed you and Kallias… and then they’re running the other way.

But there might be more coming, you think. So you should keep it up just a little longer, and Kallias only breaks away from you just long enough to breathe.

You don’t know how long you stay there, wrapped up in each other, but eventually, and far too soon, you break apart one last time.

Their tawny skin is flushed. Lips are slick and red. They look up at you through half-lidded, glazed eyes, black of their pupils eating up all the colour in their irises. And then their warmth recedes as they step away from you, stretching out their arms.

“I think they’re gone,” they say, far too evenly and far too casually for what you’ve just done.

You blink rapidly to regain your bearings. “You… uh… didn’t even wait to hear my explanation.”

They shrug. “I get what you were trying to do. Didn’t need to waste time.” And then they smirk, and it only worsens the searing heat in your cheeks. “Besides, I’ve been waiting to do th—”

“Be quiet,” you say, but you laugh, you can’t help it. You might be slightly delirious.

They grin. “My lips are sealed.”

As you go back the way you came, you fight off the heat in your chest. Rub your neck so you can rid yourself of the tingle they left behind where they touched you.

… But you can’t. Kallias has made an imprint on you, somehow, and oh gods. You want to kiss them again. And again, and again, and again.

Oh no. Oh no. What have you done.

#answered asks #the great protector if #kallias #interactive fiction #no beta we die like men #twine wip #i feel like i need to reiterate i rarely write kiss scenes so i'm very sorry if this one sucks #I'M WORKING ON IT 💪

[fatuifvcker]

I DEMAND US FACE SITTING GEPARD💪💪

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HI I LOVE GEPARD AND WHIPPED THIS UP SO FAST THANKS TO A RED BULL ENERGY DRINK!

A/N: This is my first time writing/posting Gepard or HSR in general, so please go easy on me... I will get more comfortable as I write for it more!

Word Count: 0.6k

Warnings: 18+, MINORS DNI! Face sitting, slight/brief over stim(?), nervousness/anxiety briefly mentioned, sweet sweet gepard using pet names, no use of Y/N (No beta, we die like men)

Gepard, somehow, ended up between your legs every single time he came over to your house. No matter what, he always found a way to get between your thighs.

You never found yourself complaining, not really. You may have had work you were supposed to be doing at some point, but Gepard’s skilled tongue was unmatched leaving you lying in bed, on the floor, sometimes on the table…

There was one thing the two of you had not tried though… Face Sitting.

“Baby,” Gepard kissed your thighs and gave them a reassuring squeeze. “I promise, there is no reason to be nervous!”

You were trembling for whatever reason. Hands gripped the headboard and your eyes were glued on the wall. Your legs were growing sore as you hed yourself above Gepard’s face. You inhaled sharply and exhaled slightly slower, calming yourself.

“We don’t have to-” Gepard started.

“No! No…” You smiled down at him as your knuckles began to turn white. “I’m just- I don’t want you to not be able to breathe…”

“Oh- My love, I promise I will be just fine. Now, you’re dripping wet and I’m aching for you to sit down.”

You nodded. “Okay, I trust you.”

Gepard gave you a toothy grin causing you to loosen up slightly. Your grip loosened on the wooden headboard and you slowly lowered yourself onto Gepard’s face. His eyes shut and his tongue darted out of his mouth. He was quickly lapping you up, and your legs tensed again. Gepard could feel you weren’t sitting all the way down and he gently pulled you further down.

Your legs were completely bent and you were sitting awkwardly for a moment. Before realizing just how good it felt. Gepard’s expert tongue was quick to bring you back to reality and help the nerves go away.

Your back arched and you bit your lip. Your hips rocked forward, and Gepard’s nose bumped your clit. You felt a wave of electricity shoot through you. You gasped and Gepard smiled against you.

“Fuck, Gepard-” Your grip was tightening on the headboard again. Your hips rocked again and Gepard continued licking stripes up your pussy. His tongue found your clit and swirled circles around it.

You had both picked a pace and stuck with it. You were rocking and bucking against him and Gepard did not even seem to need to breathe. You were amazed. You were reaching your first orgasm and fast.

“I think-” You moaned out the words and let out a soft whine, “I’m close-”

Gepard understood. He did not stop for anything. If anything, he picked up the pace. His fingers stroked your left thigh and he pulled you closer. The close proximity only made your stomach turn even more.

He began to suck on your clit and your eyes screwed shut. Your legs tensed around Gepard’s face but he kept going. A loud cry escaped you, and for a brief moment, you were sure you were going to break the headboard. Your body tensed and your toes curled. Gepard still did not stop. Not yet.

When it became too much, you scooted back slightly, and Gepard let you go. You sat on his bare chest and let out a soft whine. “Gepard… Fuck…”

“Are you alright?” Gepard was practically licking his lips, “Was that too much?”

“No!” You put your hands up, “That was- I could um-” You rocked on his chest and bit the inside of your lip, “I kinda wanna do that again.”

Gepard gave you a wide smile and grabbed your thighs once more, and was easily able to pick you up, “Perfect! Because I’m nowhere near done-”

#hsr smut #gepard landau #gepard landau smut #gepard smut #gepard x reader #gepard x you #hsr imagine

[planetxiao]

# TAKE ME HOME.

꠵ PAIRINGS; xiao ; childe ; thoma x reader

꠵ GENRE; fluff, modern!au, scenarios.

꠵ SYNOPSIS; the genshin boys pick you up after work.

꠵ NOTES; i was thinking about this while at work, like my day would be so much better if xiao was taking me home after work :,) also no beta read we die like real men 💪

The brisk night air hit your skin, causing goosebumps to rise all over. You found it pleasant, as if it was a reminder that your day was over. You finally felt like you could breathe freely.

Turning the key, you let out a content sigh. You closed your eyes for a brief moment as you let your shoulders drop. You, however, felt even more relief when you caught the reflection of your boyfriend in the glass pane.

# XIAO

Xiao’s motorcycle gleamed in the glass. His familiar silhouette leaned against the body, face lit up slightly by his phone screen. Just the sight of him made your day better.

Xiao was never late to picking you up, nor did he ever miss a day. After every shift, no matter the time of day, he was there waiting for you. You felt such comfort in the fact that Xiao was coming for you at the end of the day; the thought alone often helped you get through those dreadful and tiresome shifts.

The scrape of your shoes against the asphalt caught Xiao’s attention. He slid his phone back into his pocket as you waved to him, a small smile spreading on his face. You stopped in front of him, wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Hi, love.” You said, voice muffled by the fabric of his hoodie.

He pressed a kiss on the top of your head, responding with a small ‘hi.’ You always felt safe in Xiao’s arms, like you had finally reached the light at the end of the tunnel. You snuggled your head against his chest and took in his scent before pulling away. He turned slightly to grab the helmet sitting on the plush leather seat, handing it to you.

“You ready?”

You nodded in response, slipping the helmet on. Xiao helped you onto the motorcycle before sitting down himself, adjusting his helmet once he settled. The roar of the engine filled your ears, and the smell of gasoline flooded your nose.

Xiao looked back at you, “Hold on.”

He said this every time, even though he knew that you knew. His little reminder served to only bring a smile to your face as you snaked your hands around his waist. With that, Xiao kicked the stand up and began the race against night. The speed made you tighten your grip around his waist, but feeling his body heat calmed your nerves.

These rides home were always your favorite part of the day, but in truth, anytime you were with Xiao, you knew you were already home.

# CHILDE

Rain droplets littered your skin as you turned to see the Childe’s lopsided smile, holding your umbrella above his head. Though his hair seemed to be a bit damp, Childe’s teasing gaze stayed ever the same.

“Forgot your umbrella?” He asked knowingly.

You snorted, “More like you stole it.”

Childe feigned hurt at your words, placing his hand on his chest. His agape expression made you giggle as he walked toward you.

“Hey! I am no thief!”

You moved under the umbrella with him, merely rolling your eyes at his comment. You felt the warmth radiating from him through his drying clothes. He was always so inviting, instantly wanting a hug any time he saw you. Though, this time you met his mischievous eyes without relenting.

“Yeah, right.” You replied, sarcasm dripping in your tone.

The amusement glimmered in Childe’s eyes, not being able to hold his offended expression seriously anymore. The way his lips tugged upward was downright contagious.

“Is this any way to talk to your loving boyfriend? What would you have done if I didn’t show up?”

But you knew there wasn’t a time when he wouldn’t. Some way, somehow, Childe always found a way. Even if he was late, or out of breath from rushing to be on time, Childe was there at the end of the day. His smile never faltered, nor did your joy in seeing him waiting outside your workplace.

Silence passed as you failed to come up with an answer. Childe’s smirk only grew more smug.

“Mhm, that’s what I thought.”

You playfully hit his chest, not being able to stop the smile from growing on your face. He was such a dork, but you loved him for it. It was truly unfortunate.

“You’re annoying.” You laughed lightly.

He interlaced your fingers with a small chuckle, bringing your hand up to his lips. The kiss pressed against your knuckles made your heart flutter, though you covered it with your fake irritation.

“Sticks and stones, baby.” Childe teased, before jutting his head toward his car, “Now come on, we’re gonna miss our reservation.”

# THOMA

You turned to meet Thoma’s beaming smile, one that always made your heartbeat quicken. It was such a relief you got to end the day with him. His smile alone brought you so much ease, the thought of jumping into his arms crossed your mind. But then, you took notice of what was in his hand; a pretty bouquet of your favorite flowers.

The care he gave you was undeserving, you thought. He was one to put you first in anything, and he gave nothing less than his all when it came to doting on you.

“Hey baby, I missed you!” He exclaimed.

You admired his features as you walked up to him. The enamored expression he wore dripped into his aura, as if there was a pink halo surrounding him. It seeped into your very soul, making your body feel lighter with each step.

He handed you the flowers with a kiss to your cheek. Your cheeks flushed at the affection as you thanked him for the gift. The sweet aroma of the flowers filled your senses, making you sigh contentedly. Though, him being there with you gave you slight guilt.

Your eyes moved to the ground, “I’m sorry Thoma, you must be so busy right now.”

Thoma was quick to quell your worries with a reassuring grin. He held your chin between his thumb and index finger, lifting your gaze back to him.

“I’m never too busy for you.” He stated.

His words rang true in your ears. The sincerity showed in his irises, seeing the way you reflect in them. Thoma had always told you that. Even though he had a strenuous job as the caretaker of the distinguished Kamisato family, he wasn’t ever late or complained about his tight schedule. He only ever greeted you with his signature grin and unconditional love.

You nodded your head meekly, feeling your heart flutter at his declaration. He pressed a chaste kiss to your lips before interlocking his fingers with your free hand.

“Shall we get going?” He asked.

You hummed in response. As you fell into step with him, you held the the bouquet up to your nose again to let the fragrance fill you. Thoma was as sweet as every last petal on those beloved flowers, and you were beyond grateful you were the one who got to watch his love bloom.

꠵ TAGLIST; @sonder-paradise @snowbits

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #xiao x reader #xiao x you #childe x reader #childe x you #thoma x reader #thoma x you #genshin scenarios #genshin fluff

[ssreeder]

HELLO

I didnt see that there was an update until now and i dont feel like discording and i just read the new chapter so here i am with my few main points bc i dont feel like doing a full live reaction👍👍🫶

Seeing Jeeto come into play in any capacity at all makes me feel like a proud parent watching their children grow. Its always wonderful like those are my emotional support middle aged fictional men. I watched them go from conspiracy to getting crumbs to now their "dates" and gossiping together. Youve gotta love it. Those are my children. Im so proud of them. But im also scared because you killed shen so obviously my feeligns mean nothing to you 🙄😒😒. (Im never going to get over that, im going to be 80 years old in some pst apocolypic enviroment with horrors all around me, but im going to be having nightmares about shen. Ill send you my therapy bill) (im going to get a tattoo in his memory istg)

Also its always really subtle but its funny to see your specific linguistical patterns in liab esp because i can never really explain it. Like ill read a random sentence and be like 'yeah that seems like sreeder wrote it' i just think its neat.

I also really loved zukka this chapter. But i always lovr zukka so its not a surprise. But espesially this chapter because its mostly soft zukka.

"Do you think we will stay together" NO Zukko divorce 🔫🔫. 🙅🏻🔥🔥🔥🙅🏾

The 'moving forward' ness of zukka in liab is so nicely written. Like ive been reading liab since (almost) the beginning and it has been a ride and its starting to feel more conclusive and that is SCARY but its also nice because you write it very well and i adore the way you write trauma and the healing of it and the ups and downs and the two steps forward two steps backness. Its very lovely.

I knew ara was going to have a suicide attempt (esque situation (idk if that counts)) i called it i win.

Idc what others say ara will always be amazing. I love her character SO MUCH

i feel like you can always tell the strengths of a writer in the way they write complicated characters and the way you write ara is very telling of that. Like the fragility and also harshness used for her is very realistic and i always enjoy her parts so much.

Like her deciding to move on independant of how zuko or sokka feel about it is and regardless of whether people thinks she 'deserves it' is immaculate.

And thats a good example on your specific strengths as the author of liab (being able to handle delicate situations well, and realistically and make them very thought out and not rushed, stuff like that).

But her 'i need to start getting along with other girls' is great because like,, RHATS SO TRUE. she is genuienlly one of my favorite characters of all time, i could write essays on why i love her. Exquisite.

REHO MENTION 🥳🥳💪💪💪💪

Thats my emotional support woobified early 20 something year old man. I adore him. If 30 people love reho i am one of them, if one person loves reho i am them if 0 people love reho i am dead (rip rehoes 😔) i will defend his (and aras) good names until i die.

Amazing chapter as always 10/10 *chefs kiss* im so excited for the series to finish and see what you do with everyone and the rest of the storylines and such.

Every time I think of Shen’s death I think of your utter devastation & how I wasn’t expecting you to be so distraught over it. I will say I had another commenter lately who was talking about how much they liked Shen & wanted an Iroh/Shen/Zuko dynamic and I kept thinking…. Damn it buddy, you’re going to be soooo mad at me in a few chapter haha…. oops.

ugh my linguistic patterns haunt me and I specifically ask my betas to check for them because I feel sooooo repetitive sometimes especially when there’s a lot of introspection lol. So it’s funny you mentioned that lol.

Omg I remember when I was still on RIA & someone in the server was like “dude I’m rooting for some jeeto.” & I was like oh no how do they know??? I created this fun divide between hakoda and bato just to push Bato into Jees arm!! Don’t spoil it haha, but whatever at least Dentys dead

Awwww thanks for the compliments it means a lot coming from you <3 but also yeah Ara is my delicate dumpster fire who says she going to make her existence everyone’s problem (most importantly sokka because damn girl could just LEAVE but she refuses lol) I love it. She’s fun, and any scene with her expect utter chaos haha.

every time I write Reho in a scene my mind says and the crowd goes wild,,, he’s annoying but I’m glad you like him.

thanks for this amazing ask you’re awesome

#Haha maxxxxx you’re so funny #I am forever a fan of Ara and her ability to harass sokka while constantly saying she’s not going to harass sokka #Zuko: “I just…. Never want to see you again” #Ara: got it ok so I’ll go make friends with sokkas sister and hangout with the water tribe healers and suki and - #No wonder sokka starts foaming at the mouth every time he sees her #I still don’t think zuko has nearly as big of a problem with Ara as sokka does #I truly think she’s just “that bitch from prison” #& sokkas got like 43 fake scenarios saved in his head of how things could have been different or how he would get his revenge #Anywayyyyyy I like Ara she’s fun #& Katara deserves to have some fun! #Thanks for the ask max sorry it took me so long to answer I’m a loser I have no excuses #LIAB #leaving it all behind #ITF #ask #Maaaxx

[lover-girl-for-life]

Intro?

soo uh hi im {REDACTED}, this is my first tumblr so please be patient with me. Here are some of my intrests!

I like to write (just ask and i’ll make almost anything 👍)

I have hyperfixtations and they switch around a lot, so ig i just stop talking about a topic u know why.

We can js talk if u want, i dont really care 🤷‍♂️

I AM SOMEWHAT YOUNG 😕

I’ll make another post when i can on what i will or will not write!

NOT BETA READ WE DIE LIKE MEN 💪💪

#newcomer #i literally had no idea what tumblr was until a few months ago #PLEASE READ MY SHIT

[mandiemegatron]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝑶𝒇 𝑩𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔

𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒙 𝒄𝒊𝒔!𝒇𝒆𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

『 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 : 18+, 𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰. 𝑺𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒄, 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 😤💪 』

@sparoart asked ;

Hi Sparo!!! Thank you SO much for all the support you've given me and for this fabulous request! I've been wanting to write something for Crocodile for a hot second so it's perfect that you've asked for something from him 🤭🤭💖💖

I hope you enjoy and thank you again!!! 💖💖💖💖

No beta, we die like men 💪

Songs to listen to ;

♡ Beast Within ; In This Moment

♡ I Miss The Misery ; Halestorm

♡ Black Wedding ; In This Moment & Rob Halford

♡ Kryptonite (reloaded) ; Jeris Johnson

A silent sneer settled on Crocodile's face as he watched you move from table to table, your barely clothed form distracting the casino patrons just enough to lose their winning streak.

Even though it was his idea, he found his hand clenching tightly around his highball of whisky a little too tight, the glass shattering in his grasp as one man pushed his luck by sliding a heavy hand across the back of your sheer dress.

He began to rise from his desk that he'd situated in front of the large, one way glass window that overlooked that entire casino, only to stop as he watched you grip the man's wrist and twist it behind his back, hissing something into his ear that caused him to choke on his words and turn beet red.

The dealer at the table watched between the window and you a few times, nervous sweating slowly sliding down his temple. When the patron finally relented, the dealer sighed in relief, moving onto the next player as the man rose and stalked off, grumbling to himself.

You fixed your black sheer dress, the thin, yellow gold chains that adorned overtop slightly askew. The dealer gave you a small nod when you gave him a look of “I look okay?”, giving him a small smile in return before you moved onto the next table.

“Miss Y/N,” came from behind you, causing you to jump slightly, startled by the sudden voice.

“Yes?”

Two men dressed in all black motioned for you to follow them, your heart sinking in your chest as your eyes flickered up to the mirrored window of Crocodile's office, knowing you were about to get an ear full after that little stunt.

You sighed and nodded, following behind them closely, ignoring the curious looks the patrons gave as you were escorted upstairs. Both men lugged the heavy, wooden doors open and nearly pushed you inside, to which you gave them both a dirty look before straightening yourself out once more.

“You're walking a thin line, darling.”

You rolled your eyes and walked over to Crocodile’s turned chair, leaning over the side of it to wrap your arms around his massive shoulders and pressing a chaste kiss to his temple.

“You act like I'm jumping at the chance to let any of these disgusting men touch me,” you started, choking back a gasp as the tip of his gold hook swung up, pressing into the side of your neck and pricking your skin to the point that a thin line of blood slipped from you.

“You seem to forget that you are mine,” he hissed out, a thick stream of cigar smoke floating from his mouth as he pressed a little harder, pulling you closer to him as he gave you a side-eyed glance. “You are my property, and anyone who touches you gets their punishment.”

You hum in response, one of your hands moving to grip around his hook and pulling it from your throat before moving away from him, instead leaning against his desk to stare down at him.

You were about to respond when the doors flew open and the same two men in black threw in the offending patron from earlier, the poor man hitting the ground hard enough that a loud crack echoed in Crocodile’s office. The man nearly wailed, cradling his broken arm to his chest as his watery gaze moved to you and the massive man sitting next to you.

“Y-you! You fucking slut, what did I do to deserve this?!”

You hissed at him, eyes narrowed as you spat back,

“You dare-”

A large hand moved up and cut you off, Crocodile’s dark gaze shutting you up completely as you crossed your arms over your barely covered chest.

Crocodile slowly slid from his chair, standing to his towering form to walk over to the sniveling boy before him, another sneer set on his scarred face as he took in the weak patron.

“You come into my casino, you flirt with my prize, and then you insult her?”

A soft, disappointed tsk left Crocodile, plucking the cigar from his mouth to tap the ashes off right above the whimpering man before moving behind him.

“Apologize.” He demands, reaching down to wrench the man up by the back of his knock-off designer shirt, dragging him over to your feet and slamming him back down into the cold marble.

There's nothing from him but sniffling and whimpers, the sounds causing your face to contort into an expression of nothing but disgust.

Crocodile’s foot meets the back of his head, pressing the man's face into the floor as he roars out,

“APOLOGIZE.”

The man full on sobs at that, shrieking out a loud, “I'm so sorry!” as Crocodile adds weight to his head, the pressure cracking both the man's skull and the flooring beneath it.

A slow grin comes over your face as you bend down, poking a long, sharp, manicured nail into the man's cheek as you cherrily replied,

“Apology not accepted!”

At that, he begins weeping loudly, begging for mercy as Crocodile barks out a mocking laugh and lifts his boot just enough to give the man a taste of freedom.

He then brings it right back down, demolishing the man's head into the marble, spraying the floor and your legs in brain matter and blood. Your breath caught in your throat at the action, your wide eyes slowly moving from the twitching body to your lover.

He ran his hand over his gelled hair with a huff, another plume of smoke escaping his lips as he shook off the brains from his boot before looking back to you, flicking his still smoldering cigar down onto the dead man's body.

He kicked the body aside and gripped you by the waist, pulling your shorter frame to his hulking body and crushing his lips to yours, reveling in the way you clung to him.

“I do not like my things being touched,” he snarls in your ear when he pulls away, picking you up enough to sit you on his desk. He reached under your dress and hummed, pleased to notice you weren't wearing panties.

“Such an obedient pet,” he grins, pressing a large finger into your soaked core and curling upwards, chuckling at the pleasured look that crosses your face.

“Only I can touch you like this,” he huffs out. “Only I can make you feel this good.”

You nod weakly in reply as you clench around his finger, your mouth falling open slightly as he adds a second. The wet squelch of him entering you sent a shiver over his back, his cock straining against his expensive trousers to the point of pain.

“Pull me out,” he demands, crashing his lips to yours again as you tug and unbuckle his pants, pushing them and his underwear down enough to free his already weeping cock.

“Should I remind you who you belong to?” He chuckles out, trailing this hook down the side of your face as his hand pulls from you to force your legs open wider.

“Mm, I think you should,” you purred in reply, your head tilting back as he leaned down, his lips sucking and pressing into your throat. A low growl rumbles in his chest as he tugs you closer to the edge of his desk by your hip, his thick cock just pressing into your soaked core.

“Whatever my treasure desires,” he murmurs into your skin before he presses into you all at once, pulling a loud gasp from your lips as you cling to his shirt.

His hips thrust into you as his hand presses against your chest, pressing your back against his mahogany desk as he snaps his cock into you over and over. He presses the curve of his hook against your throat, though he adds no pressure. One of your hands wraps around it lovingly as you stare up at him, giving him your most gorgeous smile you could as he railed you.

His heart clenched, overwhelmed at your expression and how you held his hook. He leaned down and roughly kissed you again as he hissed against your lips,

“You. Are. Mine.”

Your bloodied legs wrapped weakly around his hips as you gave a dazed response of, “All yours.”

“Forever.” He snaps back.

You hummed with a grin, clenching around his cock as you promise,

“Forever.”

#mandies mumbles ; fanfics #crocodile one piece #sir crocodile #crocodile x reader #fem reader #PHEW #what a wild ride this one was 🥵🥵 #thank you again sparo !!! i loved writing Crocodile 🤭🤭🤭🤭 #ok to rb #one piece

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I'm excited ur taking requests!! Would you be able to do a cute n fluffy little killer x reader? Say... A soft intimate moment alone; maybe something about how big his hands are, and the way they would so perfectly wrap around the one he loves so safely, so securely. 🫣 You know, hands that can kill yet choose so be so gentle. 💕

HI CIN BABBYYY !!! Thank you SO much for asking for something Killer, I've been wanting to write something for him for ages and now you've given me a reason to 😭😭😭🤲🤲🤲

I hope this is okay !! Thank you for everything, love you and hope you enjoy !! 🤭🤭💖💖

『 𝙸𝚗 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 』

𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝙶/𝙽 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚁𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍: 𝚃 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝.

No beta, we die like men 💪

It never ceased to amaze you how gentle Killer was with you.

Hands that could rip a man's head clean from his body held you with the utmost tenderness, the power in his grip never more than what you could handle.

Watching him crush pirates left and right with a cheerful cackle always sent shivers over your skin, sometimes distracting you from your own fight as you sliced men down.

It was the moments at night that reminded you just how gentle this giant could be, cradling your body to his as if you were made of porcelain. You weren't small or dainty; you were hardy and fit in your own way, your skin scarred and full of stretch marks, but every time, Killer would trace your flesh with the softest touch.

You'd had to beg him many times while being intimate for him to let loose, to let his inhibitions run wild as he devoured you whole, but he never gave in, always clenching his teeth and hissing through them as he made love to you. He would bury his face in your neck, breathing you in and murmuring promises of protecting you and loving you for the rest of his life.

Tonight was no different.

Breathing heavily, you laid half on his body, your face smushed into his chest as he held you to him almost too tight, one of his hands wrapped around your back and arms, keeping you to him while the other ran thick fingers through your hair. You traced idle shapes over his massive chest with a tired hand, watching with half lidded eyes as he moved his hand from your hair to lift your hand to his lips, pressing kiss after kiss to your skin.

“Kil…”

There's a soft hum from the man, his mind still wandering as he continues to kiss your hand.

“... Killer.”

Finally, he gives you a side-eyed glance for less than a moment before letting his eyes close again.

“Yes, my love?”

You frown slightly, shifting your body so you're resting over top of him, your face hovering over his as you stare him down. His arm moves from your shoulder to your waist as he tries to fight the slow grin that rises but is unable to, giving a dramatic sigh as he snaps his eyes open to give you a mocking look in return.

"Yes?” He presses again, raising an eyebrow at the expression on your face. You continue to stare down at him for a few moments before finally asking,

“Why are you so afraid to get rough with me?”

Killer freezes under you, his eyes slowly reopening to stare up at you as his thoughts begin to race. His mouth opens to respond, but nothing comes out, just a mildly choked sound that barely escapes his throat.

You tilt your head slightly, brows furrowing as you continue,

“Do you think you'll hurt me or something?”

“Of course I do.”

His response nearly cuts you off, worry and anxiety laced in his words as you stare at each other. You felt your heart sink slowly as you murmur sadly,

“... do you think I'm weak?”

Killer sits up so fast that he almost flings you off him, if not for his grip around your waist. You give a sound of surprise, clinging to his shoulders as he sits you in his naked lap.

“Never in a million years would I think so lowly of you,” he barely gets out, holding your hips tightly in his massive hands, his thumbs rubbing small circles into your flesh. “Never would I think that you're weak. I just…”

You wait patiently for him to keep going, your hands slowly rubbing up and down his forearms tenderly.

“... I would never forgive myself if I hurt you.”

You hummed softly at his words, leaning forward to rest your forehead against his as you asked,

“Not even if I wanted you to hurt me?”

He pulled away to gawk at you, horrified conviction across his face as he snapped,

"Are you insane? What kind of person would want that?"

You shrugged, glancing to the side before murmuring,

“I would, if it's you. I trust you,” You looked back to him as you continued, “I love you, but you act like I'm made of glass, as if you'd shatter me into a million pieces if you fucked me too hard.”

Killer simply stares, blinking a few times as he mulled over your words. You took his silence as rejection, giving a soft sigh as you tried to reason with him.

“I love you, regardless. I just… I don't know, sometimes I just… want more. I love being with you, and being intimate with you is something I'll never take for granted, I just wish you trusted yourself the way I trust you.”

Killer remains silent, his hands still caressing your hips as he takes in your plea. He gives a heavy sigh before leaning in and capturing your lips in his, only pulling away to murmur,

“I love you.”

You gave him a warm smile in return, kissing him back and clinging to him as he wraps you in his arms, your bare front pressing into his.

“... maybe one day,” he murmurs into your throat, pressing a few kisses to your neck as his hands run up and down your back lovingly.

You grin into his shoulder, humming in agreement as you comment softly,

“Maybe one day.”

#mandies mumbles ; fanfics #massacre soldier killer #killer op #one piece killer #killer x reader #YIPPEEE !!! #we love him 🤭🤭💖💖 #smooching the big man #i hope you enjoyed cin !! 🤭🤭💖💖💖 #ok to rb #answered ask #one piece #IF U SEE ANY MISTAKES.... NO TF U DONT 💖💖