#owww my fingers hurt

[gelarshiesprofruitboarder]

got bored at work so i attempted to draw but i didnt have my aplle pencil so. it sucks more than usual.

#why did i put secret song there i forget. huh. #i had to draw with my FINGERS for once in a million years and now my hand hurts owww #mspfa #tunestuck #sarah tunestuck #she. shes so. she. #doodles #posting this before i decide not to i hate this so much but. idk im probably oberrewacting or. some shit

[zincbot]

my hand hurts so bad and i'm trying to SLEEP

#getting on my phone 2 complain not helping but whateverre #i have an infection on my pinky which is sore as hell 1st of all #2nd of all every single damn one of my finger joints is freaking hurting me for no reasonnn. maybe from playinb switch #but UGH #owww #my legs usually don't really hurt when i'm laying down so i dunno why my stupid hand can't get the memo #and just calm down when i'm not even moving it or doing anything

[daddyy333]

Take it | Eddie Munson x inexperienced!y/n

if you’d like you can reblog my original work, but please don’t post it without credit. if you take inspiration from my ideas please tag me, I’d like to see how someone else would write it

word count: 4.8k

warnings: smut, inexperienced reader, oral (f receiving), fingering, p in v, ?

summary: Eddie and inexperienced!reader have sex for the first time

requested by: @wdsara48

Eddie Munson is so in love with you. He’s obsessed with you and never stops thinking about you. Your pretty doe eyes, your soft hair, your perfect body, your soft skin, all of it. He absolutely loved being greeted by you everyday after work with a hug and a kiss. He loved hearing you talk about your day whilst you animated it all with your hands, sort of like he does.

He was so in love with you and he didn’t want to fuck things up, so he decided he wouldn’t have sex with you immediately because all his past relationships were more about sex than anything else. It works in his favor, he’s never felt more connected to someone and he loves you more than anything, more than his guitar or his music.

But now, he can’t handle it anymore. You’re too beautiful and he’s itching to make you moan his name and cum around his dick till the sun rises. All you’re doing is cooking dinner, but the way your shorts are hugging your ass and the way he can see your nipples through your tank top is making it hard for him to concentrate on what you’re saying.

Suddenly, your boobs are practically bouncing in his face as you walk over to him with a spoon in your hand. You blew on it softly before putting it to his lips and his eyes widened before he ate some of the sauce you were currently working on for pasta.

“Mm…it’s good, baby” he said and smiled, licking his lips. You chuckled and pecked his lips softly, scurrying back over to the stove. Not before getting your ass slapped really fucking hard by your stupid boyfriend.

“Owww! Eddie, that hurt!” You said and rubbed your ass, giggling. He laughed and said “I couldn’t help it. Not when it’s jiggling right in front of my face” You blushed and rolled your eyes, finishing up dinner.

God, you were so gorgeous. He was so close to getting up and bending you over the counter, fucking into you like a wild animal. Or at the very least putting you onto the counter and eating you out till you were begging him to stop.

You somehow didn’t notice his staring and still mostly full plate as you ate dinner and continued telling him about your new project at work and how you think it might get you a promotion if you do really really well with it.

He eventually caught up and finished most of his dinner, complimenting the chef of course. He was going to wash the dishes for you but when he came back from the bathroom you were already doing it.

He went to the bedroom instead, already halfway to a boner when he saw your hair in a messy bun you threw up to keep it out of the way. He palmed his half hard cock, groaning softly as he thought about how pretty your tits probably looked, and how good you’d taste.

He sat down on the bed, flopping onto his back as he sighed heavily. He didn’t want to push things too far but at the same time he wanted you so bad. Wanted to kiss every inch of you, lick all over your tits, down to your- shit, he’s really fucking hard now.

He heard the little patter of your feet down the hallway and sat up, trying to hide his raging boner. “Hi, baby,” you said and smiled, slipping your shorts off since that’s how you liked to sleep. Of course you were wearing the cheekiest pair of underwear you own, it was practically a thong.

He smiled at you and watched as you sat in front of his mirror and took off the light makeup you put on for work this morning, your tits jiggling as you moved your arms. “Stop staring, you weirdo…” you said and blushed as you put on some moisturizer and called it a day.

“I can’t…not when you’re so gorgeous, babe” he said and you giggled. You got up and walked over to him and he pulled you onto his lap, making you gasp and giggle. His dick twitched at how cute you sounded, how your pretty eyes looked directly into his.

He kissed you for a few seconds before saying “I love you so much” You blushed hard, you’d never get used to hearing that from Eddie. You giggled and shifted a little, feeling something poke at your inner thigh.

“I love you more,” you said softly and played with his hair. You looked down and said “Ed’s, somethings poking me…” “‘m sorry baby,” he said and pushed you back on his upper thighs instead, how did you not know what that was?

You traced the tattoos on his chest, smiling as you looked into his pretty doe eyes. You shifted up again, wrapping your arms around his neck to kiss him again. “Babe…” he said and groaned, squeezing your hips.

You pulled away a few seconds later and said “what’s wrong?” He could tell you were nervous, thinking you had done something wrong. He cleared his throat and said “I- i-it’s just uhm…y-you’re like really pretty, you know? And it’s uh…it’s doing things to me, baby”

Your eyes widened and you looked down, gasping as you noticed he was rock hard. You really were an idiot. “O-Oh…” you said and he chuckled at how shocked you were. You tried to get off and he said “baby…”

You stopped then, a little embarrassed as you weren’t sure what to do. “I need you…please?” He asked, caressing your cheek lightly. You let out a shaky breath, wondering if this was the right time. Of course you wanted this, of course you wanted Eddie more than anything but you were scared you were gonna mess it up.

You leaned forward and kissed him, trying to grind your hips on his cock. You felt him moan and groan into your mouth a few times and you smiled. He had his hands on your waist, squeezing and caressing lightly and nearly touching your boobs.

You noticed him trying to take off your shirt and you pulled back, panting softly. “Wait- w-wait…” you said and he immediately stopped, resting his hands on your thighs instead. He caressed your thighs softly and said “what’s wrong?”

“I…I-I uhm- I kind of don’t k-know how to do this” you admitted, your voice shaky as his eyes widened. He nodded softly and said “I-I thought you said you weren’t a virgin”

“I mean I-…I’ve had sex before. But it wasn’t that great. The first time he finished in literally 5 thrusts and the 2nd time the guy was drunk and kept falling asleep inside of me and the 3rd time the guy’s mom caught us…” you said and Eddie winced.

You looked down and he cupped your cheek, forcing you to look back up. “Hey, I’m truly sorry that you’ve never had good sex, I mean look at you you deserve it” he said and you giggled. He really did feel bad, how could any guy who got the chance to do something like that with you fuck it up so bad and be okay with it.

You bit your lip and he said “if you don’t want to do anything just yet that’s fine, you know. I-I can take care of this and we can just cuddle up together like we always do” “no- n-no, I…I want this” you said and Eddie sighed.

He tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear and said “y/n…I’m not going to have sex with you just because you’re too afraid to say no. If you’re not ready, that’s okay” “I am ready…I want this, Eddie I’m just- I-I’m nervous. I don’t know how to do any of this, really” you said and he kissed your head softly.

He cupped your cheeks and said “we’ll go slow. We don’t have to do anything crazy, you know. I’m even okay just making you feel good for now if you need” “No I want you,” you said and he chuckled. You sighed and he said “okay, okay, baby. I’ll do most of the work so you can relax. You just gotta tell me what feels good and what you want me to do”

You nodded and said “okay…” He kissed you softly, moving your legs to wrap around his hips. He stood up and set you down on the bed, smiling down at you. He pulled off his shirt and got back on the bed.

He tapped your thigh and said “how about you spread these for me? How’s that sound, hmm?” You blushed and slowly opened your legs, planting your feet on either side of him. He laid himself between your legs, leaning down and kissing you softly.

“You know what a safe word is?” He asked and you looked up at him with a look of confusion flashed on your face. He wanted to chuckle at how adorable you looked but held back.

“When we’re doing anything, even just some foreplay and it starts to feel too painful or too uncomfortable or you suddenly don’t want to keep going anymore I want you to use your safe word to tell me okay? During sex, most people will say “don’t stop”, and “it’s too much” when they sorta don’t mean it so this word makes sure I don’t hurt you or do something you don’t like. What word do you have in mind, pretty girl?” He said and you sighed.

You shrugged and said “white” He couldn’t help but laugh a little as he said “white?” “Well, it’s your least favorite color. You always say it’s so boring. Plus I’m a little too focused on you right now to have proper brain function” you giggled and he shook his head. He kissed you again, swiping his tongue over your bottom lip.

He smiled into the kiss, slowly making out with you just to let you adjust to all of this and mentally prepare yourself. Soon, you were squirming slightly and whimpering and he knew you were getting impatient.

He tugged at your shirt and you let out a shaky breath, nodding. “Are you sure? We can stop at any time, babe” you nodded and he slowly pulled your shirt off, jaw dropping as he truly saw your boobs for the first time. Sure he’d seen your see-through shirts and what not but it was nothing like seeing them completely bare.

You quickly got insecure, trying to hide yourself. “Please, don’t. I just need to look” he said and you bit your lip nervously. He kissed your neck a few times, suckling lightly on your sweet spot once he found it.

He noticed you weren’t sure what to do with your hands so he grabbed them and moved them above your head, intertwining your fingers as he nuzzled into your neck, peppering kisses all over it. The mewls and moans you let out were music to his ears and it’s all he wanted to hear for the rest of his life.

He moved down slowly, waiting for you to stop him but you didn’t so he continued till he got to your breasts. He moved your hands so they were grabbing the pillow above you instead and used his to squeeze your tits, kitten licking your nipple.

“Mm- mmm” you said, squirming a little. “Is this alright, baby?” He asked and you nodded furiously. You chuckled and said “it feels good I just- I-I’ve never felt that before” He shook his head and leaned down again, suckling on your nipple slightly before licking it again.

He spent a few moments kissing and licking and occasionally biting on your boobs to help ease your nerves before he started to move down, kissing between the valley of your breasts before making his way down your stomach. He caressed your waist as he kissed down your belly, stopping at the hem of your underwear.

“Can I take these off?” Eddie asked you, cute chocolate button eyes looking up from between your legs practically. You looked down at him and nodded, he noticed your breath hitch a little as you did.

He bit his lip and then kissed right under your belly button before grabbing the hem of your underwear with his teeth, dragging it down your legs before pulling it off and stuffing it in his back pocket. Your eyes widened and he chuckled as he said “I don’t think I’m gonna be giving those back for a while.

You blushed a deep red and he did nothing to help as he peppered kisses on your inner thighs, noticing how wet you already were. He pressed a kiss to your clit, chuckling as you jolted slightly.

As much as he wanted to devour you, he also wanted to truly go as slow as possible to make this the best experience of your life. He sat up and moved so he was sort of on top of you again, one hand caressing your inner thigh.

You look up at him with glossy eyes as you squirm and whimper, begging for something to ease the ache between your legs. He smiled as he slowly played with your hole, getting some of your slick on his fingers and teasing your clenching hole.

“Already tryin’ to squeeze me and I’m not even inside. So desperate,” he said quietly and you giggled, quickly being cut off as you rubbed your clit almost perfectly. “A-Ahh! Eddie, oh my- mmm” you moaned, hands flying up and grabbing onto him, digging your nails into his waist and bicep.

“Feels good huh, baby?” He asked, feeling you relax into the pleasure. Your clit twitched hard, telling him that you were only clenching harder as he worked you up. He kissed you, swallowing your moans as he got ready to push his fingers in.

“Ready, baby?” He asked and you whimpered. You groaned and said “ready for wha-” You nearly yelled when he slipped both fingers in, glad that he was right. The stretch only increased your pleasure, making you squeeze him with your hands harder than before.

He thrusted his fingers a few times, then curling them to find your g-spot. You gasped, holding your breath as he did, eyebrows furrowing as you tried not to move because fuck that felt so good. He kissed your cheek softly and said “need you to breathe for me, babe”

You whimpered and let go of the breath you didn’t actually realize you were holding, panting hard as you felt the pleasure electrocute your entire body. You whined as he found this most perfect spot, your legs shaking and your moans loud and mostly just screams of his name.

Your hands moved along his upper body frantically, trying to ground yourself as you felt a tightening in your pussy like no other. You broke skin as you dug your nails hard into his shoulders, incoherent whines of “I-I think I- Uhh! I’m gonna- I’m cumming!! Eddie, Eddie oh god! Fuck!” coming out.

“Yeah, babe, let me see you cum for me. Come on, give it to me, pretty girl” he said and whined. Your back arched and you couldn’t help but hold your breath as you felt the coil snap, your pussy clenching hard and fast. You groaned, legs shaking so hard you couldn’t keep your feet flat on the bed anymore. You tried closing them around his hand to stop it but it only made your whole body shake instead. “Eddie! Fuck- oh god- oh my god!” You moaned as your mouth formed an ‘O’ shape, brows furrowed as the pleasure consumed you.

Watching you cum because of him nearly took him out. You looked so hot, so needy as you moaned his name and came on his fingers. He peppered kisses on your forehead and cheeks as you calmed down, slowly slipping his fingers out and letting you relax for a moment.

You panted softly, pressing your hands to his chest as you looked up at him. “T-That was…that was i-incredible” you said and he chuckled. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked your juices off of them, groaning at the taste.

“There’s more where that came from, sweetheart,” he said and you giggled. He gently brushed your hair out of your face and said “you look so pretty like this,” You blushed softly and pulled Eddie down for a kiss. He grabbed both of your hands, intertwining them before he made his way down your body again until he was in between your legs. He looked up at you and locked eyes, silently asking for permission. You nodded and squeezed his hand, a little nervous if you were being honest.

He made sure to hold eye contact with you as he licked a fat strip up your pussy, massaging your clit with it once he got to it. You gasped Eddie’s name, squeezing hands lightly as your pussy clenched around nothing.

He smiled and put one of your legs on his shoulders, putting one of your hands on his hair before he began to practically makeout with your pussy. He squeezed your thigh, groaning at how good you taste.

He slipped his tongue into your pussy, making you gasp as you tried to get away from the pleasure. He continued moaning and groaning into your pussy, snaking his hand upwards to push down on your hips. “Mmh- oh o-oh god, Eddie!” You said nearly breathless.

He smiled as he continued exactly what he was doing, your harsh grip on his hand telling him he’d already found your g spot. You were able to move your hips just enough that it caught your clit on his nose and you gasped, subconsciously holding your breath.

He wanted to let you cum, but he didn’t want you to hold your breath and he felt like an asshole but he had to stop. “My love, you need to breathe” he said and you whined. You sighed harshly, breathing heavily as you said “d-don’t stop!”

You pushed his head lightly and he shook his head, burying his face in your pussy once again. He continued the same movements, smirking when you started making the same noises again.

“It’s so good…so- mmm! Uhh!” You moaned and he caressed your hip, feeling you clench around his tongue. You gasped, broke whimpers and mewls leaving your mouth fast as you felt the coil snapping.

“Eddie- fuck!” You moaned and cried out as you felt an immense pressure in your bladder all of a sudden. Your eyes widened and you said “Eddie- Eddie ah- shit, I think I-I have to pee!”

He smirked, holding your hips down as best you could. He kept going even though you tried to stop him, and a few moments later you couldn’t handle it and you let go. You practically screamed as you orgasmed, the breath knocked out of you as you started squirting.

You squeezed your thighs around his head, leaving him trapped. Not that he minded. “Haaggh! U-Ughh! Eddie!” You moaned and he grunted into your pussy, rutting into the bed slightly. Tears streamed down your face as you came, a small sob leaving your lips.

You eventually released Eddie, panting hard as you whimpered at how sensitive you were. Even him breathing on your pussy was making you want to squirm. He slowly sat up and chuckled, massaging your shaky thighs.

“W-Why didn’t you stop? That was gross, Eddie” you said and he furrowed his eyebrows. He scoffed and said “what are you talking about? That was the hottest thing you’ve ever done” “pissing on your face?” You asked and he chuckled, realizing you didn’t even know.

“Babe y-…you squirted” he said and laughed. Your eyes widened and you said “what? That’s not- what does that even mean?” “I don’t actually know, it’s just something girls can do. And it’s the hottest thing ever” he said.

You smiled a little, mind still pretty hazy from everything. He got on top of you again, resting in between your legs as he brushed your hair out of your face and kissed all over your face.

You giggled and said “Eddie…” “you’re so pretty” he said and you smiled. You looked up at him and said “kiss me,” He grinned and happily obliged. He caressed your cheek and you smiled, wrapped your arms around him.

“You know, I think it’s pretty unfair that I’m completely naked and you're not” you said, playing with his hair. He instantly stood up at the edge of the bed, slipping his pants and his boxers down in one swift move.

Your eyes widened as you saw him, jaw dropping slightly. He was thick, really thick, and he looked big too. He heard you whimper and he looked up with concerned eyes.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, a little embarrassed because maybe you found him unattractive. You looked him in his eyes and said “I-I just…I’ve never seen one that big. Certainly never taken one that big” you said and chuckled nervously.

He shook his head, trying to suppress the ego boost. He crawled on top of you again and said “it’s okay. We’re gonna go slow, remember?” You nodded, biting your lip. You spread your legs wider and he smiled, rubbing the tip through your wet folds.

You mewled softly when he gently massaged your clit, just the light stimulation alone making you clench. He reached for some lube in the nightstand next to the bed and squirted some onto his hand, warming it up a little before getting his dick nice and wet.

He planted one hand next to your head, the other holding his rock hard cock at the base and guiding it to line up with your pretty pink hole. He chuckled and said “are you okay?” “Yea, yea…I-I really want this, Ed’s” you said and he took a deep breath through his nose, leaning down to press a kiss to your soft pink lips.

He then pressed his cock right against your other soft pink lips and said “you ready? Just gonna put the tip in, okay?” You nodded and he slowly pushed in, just the tip, just like he said.

He knew it’d probably been more than a year since you last had sex and judging by your reaction to seeing him for the first time, you probably weren’t going to be able to take him all at once. You gasped softly and grabbed his shoulders, eyebrows furrowing as your pussy clenched around the little bit of him that was inside.

“More, Eddie, more!” You said and his eyes widened slightly. He watched your facial expressions as he continued to push in further, and a slightly pained whimper made him stop. “Yea, fucking take it, baby,” he chuckled “You okay?” He asked and you let out a shaky breath.

“It’s- i-it’s big, Eddie” you said and he kissed your forehead. He moved his hand from his cock to your clit, massaging in your little bundle of nerves to help ease you open for him. You sighed, throwing your head back into the pillow as you moaned and mewled.

He pushed in a little more and you moaned even louder, making him smirk to himself. “How much?” You asked and he looked down. He smiled and said “half” “shut up. That’s only half?” You asked and he chuckled.

You grinned and said “I want it all, Eddie. Now,” you said and his eyes widened. You laughed slightly and he couldn’t help the moan that escaped as you clenched slightly. Your eyes widened as you said “what?” “You’re squeezin’ me babe,” he said and you rolled your eyes, cupping his cheeks.

You bit your lip and said “Eddie…” He kissed you as he pushed in all the way, you could barely take him all the way to the base. You pulled away from the kiss, gasping as you let out a loud moan of his name.

Your eyes fluttered closed and your eyebrows furrowed, you felt so full. Full of Eddie. He slowly pulled back and thrusted into you again, pulling the most pornographic moans from you. He did it again and your back arched slightly as he brushed your g-spot.

“Feel alright, babe?” He asked, grunting at how tight you felt. You whimpered and said “you’re so- s-so big, Eddie. It’s so good- mmm, babe!” He started to thrust at an even pace, pressing your foreheads together.

You arched your back slightly, not caring about how loud you were because fuck this felt so good. You’d never felt anything like this and you never wanted it to end. He wrapped his arm around you, thrusting harder as your moans grew louder and louder.

“Eddie!” You cried, scratching his back slightly as he hit the perfect spot. He grunted and said “yea, feels good, huh? Look so pretty when I fuck you, you know that?” You mewled, kissing him softly as he grabbed your hand, pressing it on your lower stomach.

You gasped as you felt your lower stomach bulge every time he thrusted. He chuckled and put his hand over yours, pushing it down which made you groan. You whimpered, tears filling your eyes as the pleasure consumed you.

Your whole body was on fire as your 3rd orgasm built up, and you tears were rolling down your face with how intense everything was. “Harder, Eddie!” You begged, groaning as your legs began to shake again.

“Babe…fuck, you’re amazing” he said and you mewled. You bit your lip and said “I’m gonna cum E-Eddie- ohh fuck!” “H-Hold on, baby. Let me cum with you, yea?” He said and you whimpered, trying to hold back.

“Haggghh! I can’t- it’s too much!” You said, sobbing a little. You moaned loud as you couldn’t help it, letting go and squirting all over his lower stomach. You moaned wildly as your third orgasm washed over you, nearly knocking the wind out of you.

Eddie grunted, shuddering as his orgasm hit him like a train and he didn’t have time to control himself before he painted your pretty pink walls white with his cum. “Shitshitshit- fuck! Uhhh” he groaned, squeezing your hip as he thrusted extra hard till the tip kissed your cervix, cumming harder than he ever has before.

Both of you panted hard as you came down from the incredible highs of your orgasms, clinging onto each other. “Fuck, I’m so sorry, I’m sorry babe I didn’t mean to” Eddie apologized quickly, cupping your cheek.

You whimpered weakly and he pulled his forhead from yours, realizing your practically asleep after that last orgasm. “Babe? Hey, you okay?” He asked and you opened your eyes just enough to see him.

He smiled and you said “im okay,” You looked adorable, swollen red lips in a pout as you fought to keep your eyes open. He pecked your lips and said “I’m sorry that I…you know,”

“It’s- i-it’s fine. I’m on birth control” you said and he furrowed his eyebrows. You giggled and he winced, his dick sensitive now. He caressed your cheek as he said “since when?” “since that time at the hideout…” you said and he smiled. You two almost had sex two months ago after one of his shows but ended up getting interrupted before you could actually get there.

He shook his head and pecked your lips once again. He slowly pulled out, making your take a deep breath to make it easier for you. You squirmed slightly as you felt his cum spill out of you, sighing softly as you finally relaxed, your back laying flat against the bed and your head hitting the pillow.

“Everything okay?” He asked and you nodded. You smiled and said “I’m okay, handsome. Promise,” “I’m just worried about you, sue me” he said and squeezed your thigh, kissing your head before he got up to clean himself off.

He came back into the room and woke you up gently, helping you to the bathroom so you could rinse yourself off. You whined about it for a few minutes, just wanting to sleep. He giggled to himself as you leaned all your weight against him practically, legs still shaky.

He brought you some water and changed the sheets for you, leaving you to fall asleep as he threw your clothes in the laundry too. He crawled into bed with you, and of course you woke up instantly being the lightest sleeper to exist. “Shh, shhh” he said, running his hands through your hair.

“Mmm” you groaned and he hummed, kissing your head. You turned over cuddling into his chest. “I love you” you said, smiling. He chuckled and said “I love you too” “was talking to your dick” you mumbled and he scoffed.

“Get off of me,” he said, jokingly. He lightly shoved you away, making you giggle. You curled into his chest once more, nuzzling your head into him. He giggled and kissed your head.

“I love you too, I guess” you said and he chuckled. He rubbed your back and said “yea, you better”

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Post-Injury Hurt/Comfort Series - Monster Trio

Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji

Reader: GN

Word Count: 3.3k

CW: blood, gore, graphic depictions of injury, stitches

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After writing The Break, I've always wanted to do drabbles of the same scenario for other characters, so here we are. ( 0v0)/

Luffy

It happens in an instant. One moment, you’ve brought your mace down on the head of the lion Zoan, dropping him like a sack of potatoes. You collapse next to his body, exhausted from the fight.

The next moment, the lion Zoan lunges at you from the floor, one massive paw smashing into your face with all the strength of their devil fruit, sickle claws tearing your flesh open.

You go flying. You hit the ground hard, leaving a smear of blood from your body skidding. Dazed, you try and get your bearings, berating yourself for letting your guard down early, praying it didn’t cost you the fight. The lion Zoan snarls and charges you.

“Gum-Gum Whip!”

The sight of your captain intercepting your opponent brings a heavy relief–if Luffy’s finished with his own opponent, that means your part is done, too. You can finally catch your breath.

With the rest comes the dull, burning pain across your face. The enemy mostly got you in the nose and mouth, miraculously missing your eyes. Blood runs from your nose and mouth and drips from your chin, bleeding as heavily as a head wound. Still, you’re not too concerned. It’s only when the rest of the crew catches up to you and you try to talk that you realize how much damage the lion did, because not only does speaking hurt, but Nami makes a face at the sight of you.

The local anesthetic that Chopper gives you helps a little bit, but it still hurts when he realigns your nose and stitches up the gashes. Luffy holds your hand the entire time, knowing you hate needles.

“Good job, Y/n!” Luffy says after Chopper’s done. “You’re real tough!”

“Thanks, Captain.” You sigh. “I would have been fine if I hit him again, but I thought he was down. I forgot how resilient Zoans can be.”

“You didn’t want to kill him.”

“I know, I shouldn’t take these fights so lightly–”

“Y/n, that’s a good thing.” Luffy stretches an arm around your shoulder. “You’re a good person. Besides, I was able to take him out easily because of the damage you did.”

“Nami looked horrified when she saw my face,” you say. “I must look like a mess.”

“You do,” Luffy says honestly, making you smile–which pulls on your stitches.

“Owww, oh…smiling hurts.”

“Then don’t smile!”

“I can’t help it. You make me smile. You know this.”

Luffy rubs his chin, eyes rolling up as he thinks. “Then I should stay away from you.”

“Nooo, don’t do that! I need you around to cheer me up! Especially now.” You take his hand that’s hanging around your shoulder, feeling your chest lighten when he squeezes back.

“Well, in that case, I’ll just not make you smile!” he says.

“I don’t think that’s possible.” You chuckle, then look at the mirror hanging on the wall. If you need to lower your mood, there’s an easy shortcut–the combination of your inflamed, swollen skin, plus the stitches make you look nothing short of monstrous.

Luffy notices your face falling. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s going to scar. And not even in a cool way.” Living with severe facial scarring probably won’t be that bad–you are a pirate, after all–but it’ll still be new. And, to be honest, you’re not ready for your appearance to change so dramatically.

“What are you talking about? It’ll be super cool!” Luffy says earnestly. “Everyone will know what a strong pirate you are!”

He’s trying to cheer you up. You don’t want to bring him down in the dumps with you, but you can’t help but be bummed out.

“But what if I don’t want to look cool?” you say. “What if I just want to look like me? I mean, who could possibly find a face like this appealing?” You ghost your fingers over the stitches on your lips. “Who would kiss lips like mine?”

You think you’re holding it in okay, but the admission has you tearing up. You’re being ridiculous–you should be happy to be alive. But why did it have to be your face? Why…

Luffy stares at you in that way he does when he’s thinking. You can’t tell what’s going through his mind.

It happens in an instant.

One moment you’re sitting next to each other in silence. The next moment, he wraps his other arm around you, pulls you in close, and lightly presses his lips against yours in a soft kiss.

It hurts a little, but it also feels so good that your tears break free and sting where they roll over your cuts.

“Did that hurt? I’m sorry, Y/n,” Luffy says when he pulls away.

“No, no! It was nice! It was really nice.” You have to fight not to smile.

“Oh, good! I liked it too!” he giggles, looking overjoyed.

“When I heal up, will you do that again?”

“I can do it right now!” Luffy says eagerly, but you clear your throat and tilt your head toward the doorway.

Chopper is standing there, little hooves on his hips, thoroughly unimpressed with the both of you and your method of boosting morale.

Zoro

Zoro was always one to downplay his injuries. Next to Chopper, you gave him the most trouble for it out of anyone in the crew. He figured that so long as he got medical attention, the extent of the injuries was no big deal.

He never expected to be on the receiving end.

In the heat of battle, he’s entirely focused on his opponent. This enemy crew is tough, but not the strongest they’ve faced. Strong enough to demand his full concentration.

However, Zoro knows the unique sound of a sword cutting through flesh. When he hears the shhk! noise behind him and remembers you’re also fighting a sword user, he’s so badly distracted he almost gets hit. He has just enough presence of mind to finish off his enemy before turning around.

That’s when he sees you fire a bullet into your opponent’s leg, your free arm wrapped around your stomach. There’s blood seeping between your fingers. In the time it takes him to rush to your side, you shoot your opponent again in the other leg, making him crumple, then once in each arm, rendering him completely unable to fight back from where he lays.

“Yo,” you say casually, but you’re trembling all over. Your torn shirt is staining quickly.

“You got cut,” Zoro states. He tries to pull your arm away so he can see your wound better, but you step back.

“I’m okay,” you say. You and Zoro both look down at your abdomen as you pull your arm away just slightly, and Zoro sees the unmistakable grayish-pink of your large intestine before you quickly plug up the gash with your arm again. You look back up at him. “It’s just a scratch.”

Zoro’s about ready to stab you himself, his eyes going wide with horror and rage. 

“Are you insane?!” he shouts. “A scratch?! Shit, where’s Chopper–?!”

“Ha ha–ow ow ow, hurts to laugh.” You grin, but Zoro notices you tearing up from the pain.

“Okay, just, stay still,” his hands are held up hesitantly, unsure of what to do, and he calls over his shoulder. “CHOPPER! Get over here right now!”

Once Chopper arrives, he applies an emergency field dressing and instructs Zoro on how to safely carry you back to the ship’s infirmary. You act like you’re in high spirits the entire way there, smiling up at Zoro like everything’s fucking dandy.

“This is kinda nice,” you say. “I haven’t been carried since I was little.”

“After you heal,” Zoro says, “I’ll carry you around as much as you want, okay?”

“Promise?”

“I promise,” he says gently. “Does it hurt?”

“Of course not,” you say, and Zoro curses himself for having asked–he can see you wince with every harsh step he tries to avoid.

“We’re almost there. Almost there.”

“Relax, big guy. I’ve been through worse.”

You haven’t. He’s been in every major fight you’ve been through, and it’s never been this bad. Your blood is still warm on his skin, and your color’s getting paler, and it’s all because he couldn’t protect you.

The surgery takes longer than he thought. He’s pacing the hallway outside the infirmary so much that even Sanji starts to make a comment, which would have started a fight had Robin not intervened and sternly told them both that everyone was worried.

When you come to, it’s to the sight of Zoro standing over your bed. You don’t manage so much as a ‘yo’ before Zoro gets onto his hands and knees, bowing so low his head touches the floor.

“I’ll never let it happen again!” he says, minding his volume–Chopper is only allowing him to visit because Zoro promised he wouldn’t stress you out. “It’s my fault! I’m sorry–”

“Get up.” 

He peers up at you. Your face is twisted up like you’re holding something back, but you force it into a sneer.

“Get up right now, or I’m going to make fun of you,” you say. He hesitates long enough for you to roll your eyes. “Don’t be a pussy.”

That brings him right back to his feet. “What’d you call me?!”

“You heard me,” you say. “I’m alive, aren’t I? So relax.”

“I can’t relax!” Zoro snaps. “You got hurt because of me! I was too weak! I couldn’t–couldn’t stop this from happening!”

“Whatever.”

“Whatever?!” He no longer minds his volume. “How can you be so–so calm about this?!”

“How can you be making this about yourself?”

That shuts him up real quick. Realizing his mistake, Zoro starts to get a sour feeling in his stomach, but you only smile.

“Now you know what it feels like,” you chuckle and wince, “ow–what it feels like to have someone be dismissive of your injuries. So the next time you get hurt, you big dumb idiot, how about you have some self awareness and let me worry?”

Zoro deflates a little. “I still can’t just forgive myself like that.”

“I’ll do it for you.” You hold out your hand until he takes it. “Roronoa Zoro, I forgive you–so long as you do one thing for me.”

He leans in. “Anything. What is it?”

“Even with the pain meds, I’m still sore. Kiss it better?” You smile the way you do when you’re joking, but it soon turns to a look of surprise when Zoro leans in even closer. He hesitates for a moment, face hovering above yours, before his free hand comes to cradle the back of your head and he presses a firm, intent kiss to your lips.

You stare at him when he pulls away, your expression slowly morphing into a smile–not a playful one, not a masking one, but a real smile.

“W-What’s with that look?” Zoro says, flustered now. Wasn’t that what you wanted?

“I meant kiss my stomach, dummy.”

Zoro’s eyes widen, but before he can remedy his mistake, you weakly pull him back in for another kiss. This time, he obliges without question.

Sanji

Sanji barely dodges a brutal strike from his opponent, then finishes them off with a flaming kick to the skull. You grin at him as you down your own opponent with a heavy strike from one of your tonfa.

“Careful there, Hotfoot! He almost got you!” you yell gleefully, only to narrowly avoid getting hit yourself.

“Worry about yourself, Sticks!” Sanji calls back, mirroring your grin.

“They’re not sticks!” you say yet again, smashing one of the tonfa into a pirate’s head and knocking them out cold. “You’re just jealous I can fight with my hands!”

“I choose not to fight with my hands!”

“Sure you do!”

You were well aware of Sanji’s commitment to only use his hands to cook, but it was still fun to pretend it was a skill issue. Sanji knew it was all teasing anyway. The two of you greatly enjoyed your banter, whether in or outside of battle. As physical fighters, your rivalry was a friendly one. After all, out of everyone in the crew, you spent the most time talking to each other.

The next wave of pirates comes, this time stronger than before–the enemy’s commanding officers. The battle becomes too serious for you to go on making comments, and your focus gets pulled toward your opponents.

It’s a hard, bloody fight. As soon as he defeats his opponent, he worries about how the others are faring. The rest of the crew is almost done with their own one-on-ones, and he finds himself rushing to find you first, his pace hurrying when he finds one of your tonfa lying off to the side.

You’re straddling your opponent on the ground. Your non-dominant hand is broken, held crookedly against your chest, and you’re bleeding from your hairline and mouth. With your good hand, you beat your tonfa into your opponent’s skull, over and over, a broken cry tumbling from your bloody lips with every strike. Your opponent is no longer moving, but you don’t stop, tears streaming from your eyes as you mash his face to a visceral pulp.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Sanji skids to a stop next to you, grabbing your wrist before you can strike again. “He’s dead! It’s over. It’s over. You won.”

You look at him with wide eyes. Your mouth is held open, and at first, Sanji doesn’t realize what’s wrong, but he can tell you only won by a hair from the way you’re trembling. He gets down and pulls you into a gentle hug. “I got you,” he says. “I got you. You’re okay now.”

He holds you at arm’s length and checks over your body for any injuries, finding none. Mouth still open, you pull away from him and start patting the grass with your good hand, searching for something. 

“Y/n? What’s wrong?” he says. “Please, say something.”

Sanji expects something tired and sarcastic, like ‘you don’t look much better.’ Instead, you make a strange, groaning noise as your response, and he feels a chill run through his body. You always had a quick retort for him, even when things were dire.

You seem to find what you were looking for, your hand closing around something. Sanji helps you stand up, and when you open your hand, he sees a few teeth in your palm that must have gotten knocked out.

“Your jaw’s broken,” Sanji realizes aloud, and you nod, and suddenly the way you hold your mouth open is deeply unsettling.

The silence that follows your surgery, however, puts Sanji at an even greater unease. Your jaw is wired shut to let the bone heal, and Chopper says that for the next six weeks, you won’t be able to speak at all.

You carry around a notepad with you, but for a while after you wake from the anesthesia, you don’t write anything down except to answer Chopper’s questions, opting instead to sulk.

“Come on, Sticks,” Sanji says lightly as he signs the cast on your hand. “I know you have something to say.”

You flick him off with your good hand, then seem to regret it, your face fallin along with your hand. Sighing through your nose, you grab your notepad and scribble something down, then hold it up for him to see.

‘I look like a chipmunk.’

The lower half of your face has, naturally, swollen up. Sanji shakes his head. “No, no, you look fine! You…” A pointed look from you makes him concede. “Okay, yeah. It’s swollen. What did you expect?” You look away, and he pats your shoulder. “Ah, come on, it’s not so bad. Most people find chipmunks cute, you know.”

Your eyes widen slightly and you give him a look of surprise. Sanji stiffens.

“Um, well, I mean…” he stammers. Though he doesn’t leave, for the rest of that day, you both avoid looking at each other.

From the beginning to the end of your healing process, Sanji stays by your side, always finding a way to make you feel better. He’ll hype you up by doing a drumroll while he’s waiting for you to finish writing out a thought, something which the rest of the crew picks up as well. When you’re hanging out with him in the galley, he’ll do hibachi tricks with the food he prepares to cheer you up.

The food he makes for you especially helps you get through the long weeks. You were severely bummed out at having to miss his cooking for weeks–until the first sip of the soup he cooked. You never knew a liquid diet could be so delicious. Sanji takes the time to roast and blend anything you’d wanted. Thanks to him, being unable to chew food doesn’t affect your nutrient intake at all.

He also indulges you in your favorite drink without you having asked, which is surprising. It’s not the first time he’s gone out of his way like this, but it does feel more special when you’ve been in such a vulnerable state.

‘Maybe there’s an upside to this after all.’

Sitting in the galley while Sanji cooks, you hold up your notepad for him to read.

“And what is that?” he says, walking around the prep table with a mixing bowl in his arms, looking down at what you’re writing.

‘I love y’

You pause, staring at your notepad with a weird, dumbstruck look. Sanji’s eyes widen, slowing down his mixing for a second, but you quickly recover and finish scribbling.

‘I love you treating me extra special.’ You hold up the notepad hesitantly, avoiding his eye. 

Though feeling warmth rise in his chest, Sanji plays it cool. “Well, I’m glad you’re finding the positive in this,” he says. “I personally miss the sound of your voice.”

You drop your notepad and fumble to catch it with only one good hand, accidentally smacking it to the floor. Both you and Sanji crouch down to pick it up, and freeze when your hands touch.

The urge to say ‘sorry’ is strong, though you can’t speak. Face burning, all you can do is look at him apologetically and hope he understands. But when you do, he’s looking back at you with the same expression he has when he reads a brand new recipe. Like he’s figuring something out.

You go to pull your hand away, but his fingers close around yours. “I, uh… I really mean that, you know.”

Swallowing, you glance down at his hand holding yours, then back up at him, and nod.

“Y/n,” he says, letting go of your hand to instead cup your cheek tenderly. “Would you… I mean. Can I…?”

With your heart pounding, you nod again, and Sanji leans in. You close your eyes, and a moment later, his lips brush yours, feather-light. Just that barest contact makes your head spin almost as bad as it did when you got your injury in the first place.

Sanji breaks free, and you stare at each other. A slow smile spreads across your lips at the sight of his nose starting to bleed. You both stand up, and you write something down quickly.

‘I’m sorry I can’t kiss you back.’

“That’s okay,” he says, reading the note over your shoulder. He rubs the back of his neck, grinning. “I’ll gladly do all the work.”

And Sanji does, in the quiet, private moments where it’s just the two of you. And yet, when the day finally comes for Chopper to remove the wires, and the first thing you do upon leaving the exam room is call out Sanji’s name, he’s so elated that he picks you up with a spin, kissing you in front of everyone before he can help himself.

#one piece imagines #one piece x reader #luffy x reader #zoro x reader #sanji x reader #x reader #reader insert #zen writes

[becomingmina]

How they would react to Y/N being clumsy/ embarrassed during... smut w/ SKZ hyung line 18+ only mdni.

How they would react to Y/N being clumsy/ embarrassed during sex w/ hyung line:

Bang Chan/Chris:

“Channie..” you say climbing onto your boyfriend’s lap.

He was sat on the couch, definitely teasing you by the way he is all spread out - legs wide apart, the tent in his sweats visibly on display for you. It was so welcoming, so perfect for you to sit on.

You start to press little pretty kisses to his face, showering him with affection but it soon turns into a heated make out session. His big hands are now gripping your hips helping you hump his erection.

You wanted more, you needed him inside you and the only way you were able to get what you want is if you cum first desperately like this.

You gripped his shoulders, closing your eyes as you continue to rub against him, getting closer to your climax. You lean back as you feel your orgasm approaching. It hit you hard, your fingers left dents his skin as your hips move rapidly to extend your wave of pleasure.

“Careful!" Chan says as you lean back further, losing your balance. You were glad your boyfriend was sane, quickly grabbing your waist before you fell. Your arms quickly wrapped around his shoulder as you scared yourself.

You sat in silence, hiding your face in his neck in embarrassment. He lightly chuckles to himself before nudging you to look up at him.

“Tell me what's going on in here? My dumb little girl,” he asks as he taps your head with his finger.

“I— um,” you couldn’t even look him in the eyes.

“You climbed on me remember?”

“I thought we were in the bed.. and you usually get on top after so I leaned back.. naturally and.. I don’t want to talk about it,” you stuttered closing your eyes so you don’t witness him laughing.

“Don’t be embarrassed. You are so cute,” he presses a kiss to your cheek.

“Here let me take care of you, baby girl,” he shuffled about on the couch so he can ace you in your back, ripping your shorts off you.

Lee Minho/ Lee Know:

“My body is covered in marks,” he chuckles softly as you continue to suck lightly at his skin.

There were already hickeys scattered around his chest, his neck, all over his body. There was way too many to count with one hand but you couldn’t stop. He tasted way too addictive, you were hooked.

“God, you’re so horny,” he scoffed, as his hands come to help guide your hips.

You don’t know what happened but it flipped a switch in you, you were desperate to cum now. Your lips move from his collarbone to latch onto the skin of his neck, right there his pulse was.

You start to feel your orgasm approaching and you lightly sink your teeth into his skin.

"Owww..." you heard Minho mumbles quietly but you don’t stop. Instead you have the urge to use more force, biting down on his skin as you cum hard.

“Baby! Shit—” you hear him suck in a sharp breathe and his hands powerfully halts your hips. You finally pull away, sitting up as you come to realise what you had just done.

"Tsk!” He click his tongue, one hand coming up to apply pressure on the area you just bit. “Kitten you're going to draw my blood one day,” he says sternly, shooting his dark eyes up at you.

“I'm sorry,” your eyes start to fill with tears at his tone. You get off him and pull him to he sit up. Your hand comes up ontop of his adding a little more force, trying to soothe the sting. “Are you okay Min?” You felt so guilty you hurting him.

“You hurt me!” he hates to lash out like this but the pain was still there, it hurt him a lot.

“I’m sorry Min. I’m sorry. I’ll get some ice,” you couldn’t even look him in the eye, jumping off the bed but he stopped you.

He feels bad at your reaction, he knows you it was an accident. You were never this clumsy in bed and maybe your pleasure just got the best of you.

“Next time be careful, okay?” He says gently to reassure you, pulling back on top of him. “Did you cum though, kitten?”

You nod with pink cheeks, feeling fucking guilty.

“I didn’t though,” he smirked. You know the perfect way to make up for it.

Seo Changbin:

“You’re doing do well,” Changbin praises you as you ride him.

You usually don’t top, only because you want to be his little pillow princess and also because Changbin was a freak in bed. You much rather let him have his way with you since he was so good at it.

But today he made it a big issue wanting to see your boobs jiggle as you bounce on him. As embarrassed as it is for you to top, you can never say no to your sweet boyfriend.

Your legs were aching now, you’ve tried multiple positions now but he hadn’t cum yet. You kept going, trying your hardest to keep it up but you were exhausted, you were sweaty. The heat on this Sunday afternoon was extremely intense as well making you dizzy. Your hips start to slow down and Changbin notices your disorientation state as you shut your eyes.

“Hey hey hey baby?” He says sitting up to hold you as you fall forwards onto him head hitting his shoulder. You were out. He grasped your face, tapping your cheeks to wake you up.

You opened your eyes and realised what you had done. You passed out while riding you boyfriend, how embarrassing.

“Hey? You okay?” Changbin combs through your hair but you don’t answer him, you were too embarrassed. “Why didn’t you stop?”

“I wanted you to cum first,” you replied, diverting your eyes somewhere else.

“Silly girl,” he giggles before lifting you by your waist from him. “Lay here, I’ll get you some water,” you lie on the bed as per his instructions but then turn on your stomach, burying your face in the bed letting out a big sigh. Changbin smiles to himself before turning you back over.

“Don’t be shy, it’s okay baby,” he presses a kiss you your lips. “Let me get water and we can do whatever you want, okay?” He says looking down at his still hard on.

Hwang Hyunjin:

“You like that?” Hyunjin smirked at you, two fingers deep in you. You were on display for him, naked all spread out on his lap in the drivers seat of his car.

“If you keep going… I might squirt on you, baby boy..” you stuttered, trying your hardest to hold back.

“I want to see it,” he cheekily remarks, riling you up.

“Hyunjin.. ahh ahhh- it’s too much,” you cried as he continues to pump his fingers inside you. The noises your pussy was making was like music to him, he wanted to hear more. He couldn't forget your scent too, how it filled the space of his tiny car.

“Come on.. spray me with your juices.. Doll, you smell so yummy, wanna lap up all your wetness,” he eggs you on, his free hand comes to rub your clits as his finger that was inside you curled hitting the spot.

"Ahh—" you moaned as you feel your juice squirting out of you. Your eyes was close, you bit your bottom lip as pleasure washes over you.

You leaned back still squirting all over him as your elbow pressed the horn of his steering wheel scaring you. Your body buckles forward, shaking from your orgasm and the scare as you hold onto Hyunjin. The honk catches him off guard making him flustered but your reaction was too cute for him to react.

“Ha— fuck you’re so cute,” he says holding you tightly to ease your little heart. “Did you just scared yourself mid your orgasm?” You nod at his question, squirming in his arms.

“You’re so cute, thank god my dash cam recorded it,” he teased trying to lift your face up.

"No, Hyunjin, you can’t watch it back," you chuckle at your own reaction.

"Why? My pretty girl embarrassed?" he continues to taunt you.

"Don’t be, it was cute..." he presses a kiss to your forehead then examining the situation. His shirt, his seat and even part of his window was covered in your wetness. "Fuck we’re soaked, baby."

Maknae line here 💌

{Notes: Not proof read. Something quick before I head out. Makenae line coming up soon 🙂 I wanted to add some explicit pics from mangas but I thought it was too much. Do you guys want to see anime titties? lmao}

#becomingmina #skz #stray kids #skz smut #stray kids smut #chan smut #bang chan smut #bang chan #chan #lee know smut #lee know #lee minho smut #seo changbin #seo Changbin smut #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin #Changbin #hyunjin smut #Han Jisung #jisung smut #felix #lee felix smut #felix smut #Kim seungmin #seungmin #seungmin smut #Yang Jeongin #yang jeongin smut #i.n smut #I.n

[ohimsummer]

✎ . . .❝ WRONG CHOCOLATE, DUMBASS! ❞

— poly! stsgverse, sfw biting, explicit language, sassy man suguru, jealous! gojo if you squint, geto + reader banter

⭑ ࣪ ˖ sum’z notes.ᐟ there’s one line (at the end) that implies reader is black, other than that it’s fair game :3

“i knew it was too quiet in here.”

two heads tilt to rest on the back of the couch, four eyes watching geto lean against the living room doorway. you giggle in his direction, breaking off another piece of the candy bar to nibble on.

“yeah, he offered me his silence in exchange for some of my chocolate.” you gesture towards the large, half-eaten symphony bar. “staying true to his word, too. i thought he was bein’ a big, fat liar.”

you’d know those blues were glaring even without turning around, or suguru’s lighthearted snickers. the dragon is appeased with another square of almond and toffee-riddled chocolate, and gojo makes sure to nip at your fingers as he takes the candy into his mouth; your pointed look goes ignored before you give his pale nose a flick and gojo yelps like a hurt dog; it’s a scene straight out of a sitcom, suguru thinks.

“he’s lucky he’s cute,” you huff towards geto, “can’t eat shit around here for somebody always begging.”

geto laughs aloud at that. “you’re an enabler. just look what you’re doing now, you’ve trained him to be that way.”

“what i’m doing now? and what’s that supposed to mean?”

you glance between him and gojo, whose long arms are wrapped snug around your waist, cheek resting on your chest and white bangs tickling your skin as he’s practically trapped you beneath him. pouting his toffee-tasting lips at you because you’re not hand-feeding him sweets fast enough.

maybe you get what suguru’s saying. but that doesn’t mean pride will allow you to admit it. “i don’t see the issue.”

geto just shakes his head and he disappears into the kitchen. “and that’s your problem, right there.”

you take another bite of the chocolate, gojo’s attention-seeking groan falling on deaf ears. “i’m so sick of you and that attitude, suguru.”

“oh, are you?” his taunt is shortly followed by the fridge door closing shut. “you gonna fight me about it or what?”

“and will.”

the broad man reappears in the doorway, cracking open a bottle of water. he doesn’t say a word, though the arch of his brows and the way his eyes narrow as he looks you up and down does all the talking for him.

“oh shut up.” you feel soft lips brush against your arm. the tingling sensation causes you to fidget, inadvertently moving the chocolate bar just as gojo moves in for a bite—a shark losing its prey. he gives out a loud sigh in another effort to be noticed, though it’s a noise that is overlooked.

“why, i haven’t said a word, darling.” geto snorts before taking a few sips of water. “i just…find that threat…a bit interesting coming from you.”

“see, now what is that supposed to mean?”

restlessness shoots throughout gojo’s limbs as his eyes follow the candy bar back and forward. you’re too busy returning sassy gestures to suguru, and he can’t find a good opportunity to take another bite with you moving so much. this was not a part of the deal he made with you.

“you just wait til I get up, i’m gonna beat that a–ow!”

water spurts from geto’s lips as he fails miserably at holding in his laughter; he slaps the back of a hand over his mouth before scurrying away into the kitchen for a paper towel. meanwhile, gojo meets your wide-eyed gaze with an unimpressed frown, blinking as you rub over the fresh teeth indentations on your forearm.

“you—!” satoru scrunches his face, drawling out an ‘owww!’ as you shove two fingers into his forehead. “that’s the wrong chocolate, dumbass!”

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[iambilliejeanok]

Quick Drabble.

If this was me hehehe…

Warnings: 18+, typical smut, nsfw, very unsafe, brattaming, 😈😈😈

“Owww! Nanami!!”, you yelled, your ass burning from the smack that landed on it, a feint echo rippling in the classroom he trapped you in. “How many times am I going to have to tell you to cut that shit out”, he says through gritted teeth, another harsh smacking forcing a yelp out of you.

Through the intense stinging of your ass, you wondered if he was adding a little bit of power to this. No ways…I’d really be hurt if that was the case…but still, I can’t take this, you thought, the tears that were pooling in your eyes now spilling down your cheeks. “Ah!”, you whimpered, Nanami forcefully yanking you up by your braids, his hand slipping between your thighs before you even got the chance to stand on your feet.

Excitement got the best of him. He usually never gave in to his feelings like he was now, but you really knew how to get on his nerves. “Uhhh!”, you moaned, two of his fingers penetrating you and immediately curling inside of you. He went right to it. You got a glimpse of his bicep flexing against his well fitted blue shirt before you shut your eyes tight, the force of Nanami’s fingerings thrusting inside of you, mercilessly stroking your gspot while at it. With such overwhelming control he had over you, you weren’t even prepared for how fast your orgasm came, jerking your hips when he didn’t stop, a trail of your fluids dripping down between your thighs. “Ahhh fuck babe!”, you cried, his grip on your braids snug, so you couldn’t move much, finally squirting in his hand when he whispered in your ear, “So this how desperate my little baby is?”.

With how much pleasure forcefully spread through your body, you didn’t register how fast Nanami put you on the desk infront of you, laying you on your back and spreading your legs, standing between them to create some distance. Attempting to sit up on your elbows, he placed his hand around your neck, carefully pushing you back down to the desk, his grip ensuring that you would t run like you normally did. He pressed his pelvis against you, and you could feel the cool material of his pants against your puss, wondering what exactly he was up to, leaning forward to put more pressure on your throbbing clit, his boner harder than a rock, making you moan in desperate want. “This is what you want? You want me deep inside of you?”, he asked, pressing himself harder against you to emphasize his question. “Yesss”, you whined, trying to nod your head, your voice raspy as you struggled for air, Nanami loosening his grip around your neck for just a brief moment before two fingers penetrated you once again, immediately thrusting into you with the same speed as before, the pressure he created inside of you driving you crazy.

From the volume of your broken moans and screams, Nanami could tell you were about to break once again, a smile almost forming on his lips at the anticipation of your orgasm, slowly tightening his grip around your neck when he felt your walls constricting around his fingers, your whole face feeling tingly as your struggled for air, Nanami forcing you into another orgasm. You involuntarily began squirting hard, his hand finally letting go of your neck, finding its new spot on your thigh as he spread you open, a look of pure satisfaction on his face as watched yours, your hands now clawing at your neck as you struggled to breathe, coughing and kicking your legs as the orgasm used up every breath you struggled to take in.

Nanami now relaxed a bit, loosening his shoulders from the tension built up in them with how irritating your horny ass was. He spread your thighs apart , your body squirming on the table , pushing your thighs back to still you, his face diving right in between your legs. He’s so scary, you thought, tears freely falling down your cheek, screaming at the intensity of his mouth sucking on your clit, his warm tongue casually penetrating you, flicking your clit while he softly sucked of it. You couldn’t stop squirting, and you wanted to cry even harder at the thought of not being able to, the pleasure much too good to handle. “Nami!”, you cried, oblivious to how you said his name wrong, helpless to how he held you down, barely able to kick or crawl away.

At least now you surely knew where trying to annoying him got you

#jjk nanami #jjk imagines #nanami x y/n #nanami imagine #nanami smut #nanami fanfic #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader

[kissditrio]

𝑪𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒚 𝑻𝒊𝒑

Tᴏᴊɪ X Yᴏᴜ

(NOT PROOFREAD!! WIP!!)kekeke thinking bout the ending to this mmmmm

𝑪𝑾| 𝑻𝑾:// ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ᴅᴇɢʀᴇᴀᴅᴛɪᴏɴ(ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs), ꜰᴏᴏᴅ ᴘʟᴀʏ?

The old man cheesed hard while he waved the box of the 12 count of Fruit Roll-ups with tongue tattoos..

“Cmon baby wrap it around my dick, and then maybe you’ll stop complaining bout how much yer mouth hurts if it’s too sweet to complain.” Toji smiled devilishly. He placed the box back on the shelf with the hundreds of others.

“Cmon baby let’s go home.” He tugged at your arm that was folded across your chest.

“Hmph. Nope you were so gross and didn’t even say sorry.” You huffed, dramatically turning your head away from him.

“M not leaving till you say sorry old man.”

“Sorry doll, don’t be mad because you wanted to say yes.” He unapologetically apologized, He poked his pointer finger into your cheek, twisting it till it kinda hurt.

“Owww, OWWW okayyy!!” You threw your arms up, dramatically, falling down like a child during a tantrum. So of course Toji caught you and hugged you close to his chest, squeezing you and kissing your ticklish spots until you laughed and stopped being so pissy at him.

“Ok fine I forgive you now, I guess but now you have to cook me dinner.” You giggled and peck his scarred lip, Toji pouted.

“Aww mama cmonnn you promised me beef stew.”

“Maybe I’d cook it for you if you didn’t make such a disgusting offer to me!” You threw your arms in the air again.

“Besides, if I was gonna have your dick wrapped in anything, it would be cotton candy, melts in my mouth so I don’t have to be drool on your shit for hours Toji.”

Yet here you were

Jaw wide and aching, drooling on his dick for hours.

The liquid sugar dripped down your chin, down his balls. It bubbled into bubbles as you choked on his cock, desperate to get air.

“Fffuck mama.. so good.. must taste good huh?”

You whined, your torn panties were somewhere on the apartment floor.

His fist full of your hair, he pulled you off him with a loud, lewd, wet pop. As you finally let air come into your lungs you finally realized how dizzy you felt.

How the only thing you could feel were his veins that dragged across your tongue, and how good his dick tasted covered in cotton candy.

#toji jjk #dilf toji #toji x you #toji smut #toji x reader #kissdifics

[lou-struck]

Bribery

Kei Tsukishima x reader College AU!

Prompt: study date +🍩

~Studying with Tsukki is hardcore, he always know just what to do to keep you motivated

WC: 2k

~This is one of the requested prompts for My Emoticon Expression’s Event; check out the masterlist on my welcome page

“You’re wrong; try it again.” Your boyfriend curtly says as he peers down at the study guide you have worked on for the last three hours. At times like this, you are thankful the two of you booked a private study room in the university’s library because you have not been watching your volume in the slightest. 

“Are you sure?” You sigh exasperatedly. “I really thought this one was gonna be right.”

“Well, it’s not; you need to go back and check your work.” He replies, sliding the paper back over to you; it is completely covered in angry red pen marks from his corrections. It’s a bit discouraging, but you know he is only being hard on you because he knows how badly you want to pass this class.

His features soften as he looks at you apologetically. “you’ve got this, just take your time and break down the problem into parts.”

“I’m just tired; my brain feels like it’s not working.” you sigh, rubbing your temples. “Maybe I should just accept that I’m going to fail and skip the other stages of grief.”

“Not going to happen,” he laughs, using his taped fingers to give your forehead a fick. It doesn’t hurt at all, but you and your dramatic self flinch and whine “Owww” just to get a rise out of him.

“Oh really?” he asks, looking down at you through his glasses, “if that hurts, just imagine how you will feel when you miss out on that internship you have been wanting due to your grades.”

You freeze; you have heard about the internship he had mentioned since freshman year of college. Not only is it a paid internship, but if you were to take it, you would get credit for about four classes that you need to graduate. If you miss out on this, you will probably regret it for the rest of your student life. “Why did you have to bring that up? Now I’m stressed, tired, and hungry.”

He looks at you with amusement; teasing you is one of the highlights of his day. “You’re hungry?”

You cross your arms over your stomach for effect, “Starved, haven’t you heard my stomach growling?”

“Over your whining?” he teases, raising a brow.

“I-it’s not funny,” you stammer, “this is a real predicament; I can’t study on an empty stomach; we may be here all day at this rate.”

He sighs, his golden brown eyes betraying a softness that tells you that you have won. “Fine, if you are sure this is the only way to get you to finish your worksheet, I guess I have no choice.” he relents, getting up from his seat at the table and grabbing his wallet out of his book bag. He turns and points at you strictly, “Stay right there, and If you are not done with that worksheet by the time I get back, I’ll just give it to someone else.” 

“Are you trying to bribe me to finish this worksheet?” you grin, giving him your best look of innocence that he doesn’t buy at all.

“Just get it done,” he says, turning towards the door and opening it quietly. 

“I love you,” you call after him. He smiles and turns to walk down the hallway; just before the door swings shut, you hear a chorus of sharps’ shhhhhhhh’s’ from the studying students from the other side of the library. It makes you chuckle to yourself as you stare down at your angry red-streaked paper and try to figure out what you did wrong in that last problem.

~

It’s only been about eight minutes since your boyfriend went to get you some fuel, and your stomach is busy grumbling the instrumentals of Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody. Your quiet study room is lonely, but you have managed to figure out what you had done wrong with the last problem, and to the best of your knowledge, it is correct this time. All you have to do is wait for Mr. Vanilla himself to come back and check over your work for you. 

Curiously you flip to the next page in your workbook; if you can bust through a few more problems before Kei gets back, it would mean that you can leave the library much sooner, and maybe the two of you can make it to the Jurassic Park movie marathon in the quad you had seen posters for. It would be such a great surprise to take him there after this is all said and done.

Buying him a large tub of popcorn is only one of the ways you are planning on thanking your Volleyball-playing s/o for taking so much time out of his busy day to help you study.

With sunset in about four hours from now, you return to your work; this deadline gives you a much-needed spring in your step as you begin to get back to work. 

~

The analog cock on the wall says that about another ten minutes have passed, and without your boyfriend’s presence, you haven’t been too motivated to finish any other problem other than the one he told you to do. They have been attempted, but you have only split the problems into smaller fragments so you can better understand them later, 

‘Maybe I should’ve taken better notes in class.’ you think to yourself when your boyfriend comes back into the study room. 

“Hey, you were gone for a while. Was the line at the cafe long?” you ask, tilting your head.

“In not heartless, you deserve something way better than the trash the cafe has to sell,” he says, stepping up to the table. The throw pillow-sized brown paper box in his hand just catches your eye when your nostrils are suddenly hit with a sweet and doughy smell that has your mouth watering. 

“I bet you’re wondering what is inside?” he smirks, placing the box on the table; you reach out for the strangely familiar scent only for him to push it further out of your reach. 

“Hey?” you whine. “Why did you have to do that?” 

“Ha, Let’s see your work first, then I’ll decide if you actually get to have any of this.”

“Jerk,” you huff, tearing your gaze away from the box to look at his face. A dark mole on the corner of his mouth catches your eye. Curiously, you lean in a bit closer and realize that it’s not a mole at all...

It’s chocolate!!!

“Wait,” you say softly, never taking your eyes off the little speck of fudge on his cheek, “is that frosting on your face?”

With his thumb, he wipes it quickly away; as he licks his thumb, he looks at you evilly, “What? Someone had to make sure they weren’t poisonous.”

You sigh and turn away from him, arms crossed and a pout on your lips. “Just look at my damn paper already.” 

“If you insist,” he grins, staring deep into your eyes. “Just know that if you take too long, your food will get cold.” The harmless threat shakes you down to the depths of your soul as he looks at you with gentle satisfaction. He slides the paper closet to him, and his eyes dart between your answer and your work before he looks up at you with a blank expression. 

You gulp nervously as you try and fail to read his expression. Mentally cursing the fact that Kei Tsukishima has one of the best poker faces you have ever seen. “So? What do you think?”

“I think,” he hums, reaching out towards the mysterious treat box with long arms. He rests his hand on top of it before sliding it across the table in front of you. “You got it right.”

Your chest heaves a deep sigh in relief. Unable to take the suspense any longer, you toss o[into the box to reveal dozens of little doughnut holes. 

Some look to be covered in glaze, chocolate, or frosting. While others look to be filled with various creams, jellies, or something else. 

“Doughnuts.” you cheer, picking a chocolate-covered sprinkle out of the box and plopping it into your mouth. The still-warm dough seems to melt on your tongue as the sugar makes you feel alive. 

As you savor the treat, he places some napkins in front of you. “Are you happy now?”

You nod and wipe your fingers with one of the napkins. “Extremely. What are all the flavors?”

“I dunno.” he says, “The shop was closing soon, so they just gave me a bit of everything for no charge.”

“That’s great; I can’t wait to find out,” you say, reaching for another donut hole only for it to be pushed out of your reach.

Upon seeing the look of confusion on your face, he laughs, “Did you really think it would be that easy? It’s a bribe.”

You look at the box longingly, “You don’t mean?”

“I do; every problem you get right, you get to have a piece. 

“You can be so cruel sometimes, Kei.” you sigh, earning a genuine smile from him, flipping to the next page; the little bits of work you had done earlier are starting to make more sense as you look flip between the notes Tsukki left on your other page and the fresh problems. 

“How are you doing?” he asks, looking over your shoulder,

“Does this look right so far?” you ask, pointing to the nearly complete problem. 

“It looks perfect.” he hums, glancing over it carefully. 

“Really?” you say with a light voice full of hope. Maybe the two of you will be able to make it to the Movie marathon after all. 

“Yep, just keep doing what you are doing.” he says, “I told you before that you know how to do this.”

Only because I have the best tutor in the world, “you hum cheesily, leaning in a bit closer to him. 

The tips of his ears turn pink at your world, and he looks at the box of donuts, “You’re not trying to get me to give you a donut early, are you?” he asks sarcastically.

“Nope, I want something else.” you hum, pushing yourself forward to catch his lips with your own. The kiss contains the lingering sweetness of the pastry you had just eaten, along with something a bit sweeter.

He kisses back far too eagerly for someone who had been relentlessly teasing you just a few moments ago. You pull back slightly and grin as he follows your lips stubbornly. 

“Do you think you’re being funny?” he asks, placing his hand on the back of your head to keep you close to him. 

“Just a bit; I have to tease you when I can since you are so good at teasing me.” you hum, giving him a devious smirk like the one he gave you earlier. 

“You’re such a pain,” he chuckles, gently retaking your lips. 

“But you love me,” you hum as he pulls away. A small smile tugs at his lips

“I do, which is why I can’t have you getting distracted,” he sighs, tapping your worksheet with his pen. “Let’s get back to work.

“You know, you could’ve just bribed me with kisses,” you tease, picking up your pencil. “They work just as well as the donuts.”

“Now you tell me,” he sighs. “If I knew earlier, I could’ve saved myself the effort of picking these up.”

“Nope, we need those too.” you laugh as you reach for the box. 

With a gently yet firm grip, he grabs your hand and shakes his head, “Not so fast; get that problem done, and then you can have one.”

“Come on, just one more?” you plead at him with big eyes, “I need all the help I can get if I want to finish in time.”

“Time for what?” he asks, raising a brow. “Did you really make plans after this?”

“Plans for us,” you say innocently. “Please?”

“Fine, just one more,” he sighs. “But then we have to get back to work.”

#haikyuu!! #kei tsukishima #tsukishima x reader #kei tsukishima x reader #hq x reader #hq #x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hq fluff

[beansprean]

Queening the Pawn Act 2 part 5

Can't resist the face! Nandor finally catching on that I put all the Guillermo close ups there to emotionally manipulate him 💖

Act 1

Act 2: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1. Wide shot of Nandor and Guillermo in profile, sitting across from each other in Nandor’s crypt. Guillermo lifts his head from his hands, fingers curling in the air as if mimicking a strangle as he angrily bares his teeth and exclaims, “Oh my GOD, Nandor!” Nandor hisses and flinches back, holding a smoking hand up to shield himself and whines “I thought you said you had no energy for yelling!” Guillermo fires back, “Well, I changed my mind! Jesus CHRIST!” Nandor moans, “Owww!”

2a. Shot from behind Nandor’s shoulder. Guillermo drops his hands to his thighs, shoulders slumping as his expression crumples into hurt. He asks, “You were tired of me?” Nandor, staring at the floor with wide, anxious eyes as he struggles to offer an explanation, immediately replies “No!” Guillermo continues, “What did I do wrong?” Nandor: “You-you are not understanding me!” Guillermo: “You were gonna fire me because I didn’t understand you?!” Nandor: “No!!” 2b. Shot from behind Guillermo’s shoulder. Nandor looks up and crosses his arms, having decided upon indignant as his emotional response. He snaps, “Obviously I did not do that, I bit you, didn’t I?” Guillermo shoots back desperately, “Then what the hell?? You say I don’t understand, so make me understand!”

3. Series of 4 unstable square panels showing a closeup of Nandor. The first has Nandor with his arms crossed stubbornly, eyes closed and head turned away right with a pout as Guillermo cries from offscreen, “Master, please!” The background is a splotchy blue with some darker scribbles at the corners. In the second, Nandor leans forward, hands on his knees, eyes still closed and face screwing up in frustration. The dark scribbles in the background increase in intensity. Between this panel and the next, Guillermo pleads, “Nandor!” The third has Nandor turning his face left, eyes squeezing tightly closed, shoulders hunched, and fists curled up against his chest, looking like he is in physical pain. The dark scribbles in the background increase in intensity. In the fourth, Nandor bares his fangs, tilting his head back and covering his eyes as the dark, chaotic background closes in on him.

4a. Knees up of Nandor sitting in his chair, background restored to the usual red and gold. He spreads his hands over his face to peek anxiously through his fingers, eyes shining and mouth set in a wobbly grimace. 4b. What Nandor sees when he peeks. A close up of Guillermo, staring pleadingly at Nandor, brows set in a fragile defiance. His swollen eyes are filling with new tears. There is a shaky speech bubble from Nandor offscreen with an ellipses. 4c. Wide shot of the two in profile, on opposite sides from the first panel. Nandor throws his body forward in the chair, hair dangling toward his thighs, and clenches both hands on the armrests. Snarling with eyes squeezed tightly shut, he relents, “Fine, alright, just - turn your head away!” Guillermo blinks away his tears in surprise, brows curling together in confusion. He automatically begins to turn his body to follow the order, but questions, “What?” Nandor snaps, “I cannot be looking at your pitiful face right now!” /end ID

#wwdits #queening the pawn #nandermo #mlm #guillermo de la cruz #nandor the relentless #van helsing blood #what we do in the shadows #what we do in the shadows fx #my art #fanart #image described

[cookie-crumblr]

Can I request bully Ezra with a crybaby fem reader with separation anxiety

Yusssss!!! <3<3<3 this sounds actually so cute, like if innocent reader would have went along with it, i think this would have been the best way to really get to him too!!!

F! Crybaby Reader x Bully Yandere OC

!!!MINORS DNI!!!

CW: F!Reader, reader referred to as she/her, reader has a vagina, degradation(little slut, slut, ) dacraphylia, gunshot, dacryphilia, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, size kink

Status: Dating<3

Ezra gets up to leave the booth you’re sat in, and you grab the hem of his shirt, your already watery eyes downcast.

“What is it, slut?” He brings some rough, silver ring covered fingers to your face and tilts your chin up roughly.

He’s wearing a white button down, his sleeves rolled up to just below the elbows.

The veins in his forearm arm bulge, and you flinch before you quickly let go, and then answer defensively, “Sorry! I just don’t want you to go…” tears brim your eyelids.

“Aw, my little slut misses me already?” He squeezes your jaw a little tighter and jostles your head playfully. As he leans down closer to you, his other arm snakes behind you over the top of the booth.

Your heart thumps loudly in your chest. Yes!

He brought you to a pub earlier and was just about to ditch you here. “I’ll be right back, if you can keep it together for me, I’ll reward you.” He smiles at your pouty expression. No!

You watch his broad back as he leaves.

You’re sitting there in the booth alone, shaking to your bones with anxiety, trying to keep any stray tears from sneaking their way out of you. When you hear the *pop* of a gun just outside. Your body jumps and continues after that to shake violently like a chihuahua.

You think for a second about running out there, Ezra might be hurt! But you can’t. You know he’s fine… He has to be.

Soon enough, a blood splattered, six foot nine, strawberry blonde walks back into the pub, his two guys behind him.

He sits back down next to you, arm returning above your head behind you and his other now gripping your thigh. “Sit boys, I have a treat for all of you,” He tells his gang members while staring into your eyes.

Your insides flutter.

You lean forward and hug him around his mid section. He shoves you off of him quickly and looks away.

You smile to yourself, satisfied for the moment.

His grip tightens and you yelp and jump in the booth. “Eep!”

“Hah, I love when you make those stupid slutty noises,” Ezra purrs into your hair, his hand now wrapping around your shoulders and finding your chest.

He helps himself down your collar, and pulls your tit out, putting it on display as he massages it with his big rough fingers.

“You’re such a pretty little slut,” He coos.

He’s being so nice… Tears start falling freely now from your eyes and you sniffle as your insides continue to melt, and flow and pull toward his touches like the tide to the moon.

“That’s my pretty little slut, cry for me,” He roughly slaps your exposed mound, and then pinched your nipple, pulling on it as he does.

“Owww!” You writhe until the hand on your chest moves up to your jaw and locks you in place. His muscular arm is wrapped around behind your neck. He shakes you, and you sob.

“Keep crying,” the words rumble in his throat.

He enraptures your mouth with his own, your mind hazing as his tongue dances with your own.

The hand on your thigh roams to your pants button, and undoes that, and then the zipper fast after. His assault finds your swollen bud instantly, and he pulls his hand as far away as your tight pants allow and slaps your pussy a few times rapidly.

His fingers find your hole through your panties and he grabs them and yanks them to the side before diving into you.

His hand is pressed so tightly to you it feels like his palm is suctioned to your mound. He shakes his hand as his fingers continue to pump inside you.

He pulls away from you, fully removing himself and you hold your arms up to cover yourself and let more tears fall.

You feel so cold and empty so quickly from the warmth previous.

He on the other hand, was freeing his cock for you and getting ready to plop you down onto your throne. You can’t see that though through your heavy tears.

“Ezra…?”

“I’m here slut,” He gently picks you up under your arms and puts you over his lap. He puts you down a little ways first to pull your pants down far enough for access. Then he picks you up again and you press your hands onto the table to help.

He lowers you onto his member, letting it spear you open slowly. By the time he’s fully sheathed, he already bouncing you.

He pulls down your shirt so that both your tits are out now. They bounce roughly with your body.

The pressure inside you is too much with the force he slams you down, you feel like a fleshlight.

“Ezraaa!” You sob, “Kiss me…please?” You say in a desperate voice.

He flips you over in his lap, forcing a leg over his lap and then onto the leather and bent beside him. You straddle him, because he’s so tall it’s easier to kiss him, even in this position. You hold onto his shirt as if he’d disappear if you let go even just a little. The table is digging into your back harshly scrapping at you through your shirt.

Ezra’s mouth finds yours, he’s delicious, it’s a flavor that’s all his own, it’s comforting, mixed with a contradicting tenderness to his character… Like he’s really sharing an intimate part of himself with you just by kissing you.

His dick finally hits that spot that has you crying out at a volume that has any other patron that wasn’t looking before, aware of what you’re doing in that booth.

He pulls out and cums all over your stomach, while rubbing against your body.

You bury your face into his shoulder and nuzzle his neck.

Instead of pushing you off like normal, he just turns his blushing face away from you and tries to act nonchalantly. You giggle, happy and warm.

#cookie speaks #my oc #yandere #oc x reader #oc x you #yandere x reader #yandere x you #my fic #tw yandere #dead dove do not eat #bully yandere #yandere bully x reader #oc bully #yandere bully #bully x victim #bully x crybaby #crybaby reader #yandere oc #yandere male #x oc #x reader #x you #bully x you #reader x bully oc #reader x oc #fem reader #f!reader

[tavvattales]

Can I request a Scaramouche, Tighnari & Cyno x gender neutral reader (separate) where the reader wants to treat any wounds they have but they be all stubborn and tell you they can handle themselves when they are groaning in pain and wincing in agony

I'M SO LATE TO THIS, BUT HERE YOU ARE DARLING!

GENSHIN IMPACT Character x GN!Reader Headcanons

AN: Reblogs help more than likes~! Thank you in advance~

Characters: Wanderer, Tighnari (all separate)

Pairings: Wanderer x GN!Reader, Tighnari x GN!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of injuries/blood. Sassy reader for Tighnari's part

Taglist: @stygianoir @kurobakachan @hikomisan @silverwritesthings @minty-stays-tired @genshinparty @the-hapi-dm @sange-de-romane @insomniacwreck (ask to be added~)

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The Wanderer

Trudging through the open door, Kunikuzushi collapses onto your chest, gasping for air. You're quick to support him when you notice blood seeping through his clothes, "A-Archons, Kuni! What happened?!" you ask, panicked, "Don't worry about me and just let me rest. I'm fine..." Kunikuzushi states nonchalantly as he brushes off your help and staggers over to the couch.

"Not so fast, Kuni...I'm helping you clean your wound whether you want me to or not!"

You state aggressively, not appreciating him brushing you off like that, so much to his dismay, you begin to rip off his top revealing a large gash across his abdomen as he winces in pain, "Shit that stings!" Kuni groans, "Well yeah! Of course it does, you big dummy. Just what happened?" you try to pry, pulling out a bottle of hard liquor and some gauze, "This is going to hurt so bite down on this," you say, shoving a clean cloth into his mouth and popping open the alcohol and immediately pouring it over his gash.

His cries of agony are muffled from the cloth as he digs his hands into your shoulders for extra support, "I know, honey..it hurts. You're doing so well right now, but you'll need stitches," you sigh, examining the wound further as you slap on some gloves and get a needle and wire ready. Ripping the cloth from his mouth he seethes, "I'm seriously fine, Y/N...please just–" but you cut him off with a gentle kiss, "You're far from fine, Kuni...I promise that it's okay to show this side to me; stop pretending to be strong all the time!"

Kuni blinks at you for a moment before he feels a wetness dampening his cheeks, "I just wanted to feel something for once..." he says between broken sobs and your face softens as you cup his cheek so he looks at you. Catching his saddened lavender gaze you smile at him, "Here's the thing, Kuni–"

"You're changed now. You're free. So let your emotions go and feel. Feel with all your might. No matter what, I'll be right here."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Tighnari

Hearing a loud thump against the front door made you jump up to check the commotion. Upon opening the door Tighnari falls back into your house in a crumpled mess on the floor, "Owww–!" he groans and eyeing him up and down, you see an arrow sticking out of his shoulder, and you gasp, "'Nari! What in Celestia?!" you half shout, helping him back onto his feet as he cradles his shoulder with his free hand, "I'm fine. I was just resting here for a minute before going back home," Tighnari manages to say with a pained expression.

"Uhm you do realize there's an arrow sticking out of your shoulder, yes?"

You ask, crossing your arms and looking rather unamused, "That's why I was resting here for a minute," he says in return, "That's not going to fly with me; come in here," you say tugging him into your home and closing the door, "Y-Y/N!" Tighnari whines, his tail between his legs as his ears lay flat against his head from embarrassment, "I'm fine, really..."

Keeping your arms crossed across your chest, you heave a sigh, "No. You're. Not," you say, wagging your finger at him before dragging him further into the solace of your home, much to his discomfort, "Besides, if you were really fine, you wouldn't have come here," you say, "T-that's–!" you knew what he was going to say, but he stops himself halfway through for a good reason— you were glaring at him.

Guiding him to the couch you plop him down and pull out your medical supplies, "Are you sure you know what you're doing?" he asks with his eyebrow raised, "Well, we'll see if my teacher taught me enough~," you giggle knowing full well that Tighnari is the one who taught you everything you need to know about treating wounds.

Eyeing the protruding arrow, you grab it and yank it out as gently as you can, and Tighnari yelps, "OWWW OW OW OWW!!!" he whines loudly, tears stinging the corners of his eyes before you slap on some disinfectant and gauze, "That really hurt...!" he states exasperated, "Quit being a baby and put your big boy pants on, this was nothin!" you say, handing him a viscous looking liquid, a pain med you concocted yourself.

"B-baby?! Come now, that's not what you say to your master!"

"It is when you refuse my help and then whine about it, hmph."

"I suppose I'll let that slide then, hmph!"

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[uhswag]

cupcakes

charles leclerc x fem!reader

summary: you decide baking with charles would be a good idea...

warnings: tooth rotting fluff, literally. (i hope someone gets this pun)

a/n: ok first imagine ever hi! hope you all will like it :) it's p short (700 words), and this is like barely proof read bc i'm lazy LOL. anyway enjoy! xoxo bugs 💋

it was the first week of summer break and you were home, but bored, so what do you do when you're bored? you bake.

you walk into the kitchen and grab all the necessary ingredients from the cabinets and set them out on the counter. just as you're getting ready to start, charles walks into the kitchen.

"oooh what are you baking today baby?" charles asks curiously, walking towards you while inspecting the array of ingredients across the counter.

"i think i wanna bake cupcakes. care to join me?" you flash smile, knowing what his answer will be.

charles smiles back and pulls you in for a hug "of course, it would be my pleasure."

"wait." he blurted, face going blank.

"what?" you question somewhat nervously, looking at him. confused as to why his face was full of concern.

"i'll be right back!" he shouts, running off into another room.

you stand at the counter confused, until he walks back into the kitchen wearing his red bandana to keep his hair out of his face.

"ok, now i'm ready" he breathed, slightly out of breath from sprinting across the flat to find his bandana.

you laugh in response as he comes over to you, ready to start baking.

"alright but before we start, no fooling around. i actually want these cupcakes to taste good" you say sternly, pointing a slight finger at him.

"don't point fingers at me," he says sassily, pointing his finger right back at you. "you're looking at world class baker right here, thank you very much."

"right…" you hum, raising your eyebrows and smirking as you start to measure out the ingredients.

to your surprise, charles was being an excellent sous-chef, and the cupcake batter was finished with ease.

as you get ready to portion the batter into the tray to bake, charles tries to taste the batter with his finger, but you swat his hand away giving him a glare.

"owww" charles whines sarcastically.

"be patiennnt. and stop being a baby, i know that didn't hurt." you say, rolling your eyes at his childish antics.

he tries to dip his finger in the batter again to taste it, but this time you toss some excess flour you had on the side towards his face. a risky move, but definitely worth it as you can't contain your laughter when you look over at him. the white powder was fully coating his face, hair, and colorful bandana, whilst also leaving a white trail all down his clothes. he looked like a walking powdered donut.

charles stood there with a blank, yet shocked, expression as he starts to move towards you. "two can play at this game, mon amour."

you realize what is about to happen as charles reaches for the jar of icing on the counter. your best attempt to run away led to no avail, as charles smears a fat glob of vanilla icing across your cheek. you try to protest, but charles held you tight as he continues to spread the icing all over your face.

once he is finally done, he pulls away with a cocky grin, looking like a satisfied artist staring at his painting. just as you are about to scold him, he cups your cheeks and compliments, "how are you still so beautiful with icing all over your face?"

grateful the icing was hiding the warm blush that formed on your cheeks, you laugh pushing away from him, "enough with your corny shit, this icing feels disgusting."

"why? it's just like a facial, and i know you love those." he chimes, shooting you a wink.

rolling your eyes, you walk away towards the bathroom to wash the sugary mess off your face, while charles attempts to fix up the kitchen.

both of you freshened up, and as you walk back into the kitchen, you notice the counter is covered in rainbow sprinkles. but as you get closer, you notice the sprinkles were aligned to spell: "i love u".

you look over to charles, who is standing next to you, smirking with pride at his sprinkle art.

"ok maybe i like your corny shit, i guess i love you too," you smile pulling him in for a kiss.

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[mintytealfox]

Random Da Capo gang headcanons (including Fredrick.)?

heheheheheheheheheheheheeheheheheheehhhhheehehh😈 here are some 🤣

I think Frederick will think all of them are mediocre and boring as heeeeeeeck until he finds out more about them and realizes they are all crazy and actually geniuses in their own rights LOL Melly and her brilliant mind with insects and being able to control/command them. Norton with his very little schooling but was able to, with practically self taught math and science, create the perfect explosion 'accident'. not to mention his inner monologuing sounds so dang Shakespearian and poetic the heck "so too shall the son" dramatic speech much? heh~ Alice with how observant she is and how she can set up a room to catch if a person has been there or not, then the dulled fear response and ability to handle the drugs and such Orpheus is a brilliant writer and master mind but he doesn't get mental praise or admiration from Frederick cause Orpheus a punk -wheeeezee- -------- when Norton and memory Orpheus have to interact is likely goes: kid Orphy: "owww I hurt my finger!" Norton: "damn, looks like we have to cut it off" kid Orphy: D: --------- Frederick hearing Norton humming and being like 'I have never heard such a tune" Norton: "I imagine not, since its a mining song. I doubt you've been anywhere near a mining town..."

and then hearing from Melly that there are specific tunes from where she grew up. and This prompting Frederick to go on his own travel across the world and be a collector of music ( me trying my all to get Frederick to leave his past behind and become something great outside his family aahhhh) ---------- I can see the four: Norton, Alice, Melly, and Frederick all with a horse and a wagon they stole as they travel the long country roads. Melly and Frederick sitting in the back of the wagon with the barrels, with Alice and Norton seated up front and Norton driving. Frederick accidently being the 'donkey' of the 'Shrek crew' with his dinging of his tuning fork. Everyone sitting in silence cause its a long af trip with the 'DING......ding..........ding........ding.....DiNggGGgg...." at the bad one, everyone winces at it and it sending an extra ringing sound to Norton's ears cause of his experience with loud explosions. Norton: "can you not do that.....FOR 5 MINUTESSSSSS" Frederick: "............." Alice and Melly: 😬😬😬😬 Frederick: ".........D I N G" Norton: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAERRRHHHHHHHHH"

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[creative-kny-fics]

HII, can I ask for lee!akaza and lers douma and kokushibo?

Well, Akaza is among my Top 3 favorite lees among UpperMoons! (Sorry I'm late-)

Lee: Akaza (UpperMoon 3)

Lers: Douma (UpperMoon 2) and Kokushibo (UpperMoon 1)

'Huh? Who? Akaza?' 'Shhhh! Don't say my name!', Akaza placed his finger on Kokushibo's mouth, ordering him to shut up.

'Why are you-?'

'Douma!'

'Douma? What does Douma have to do with you hiding behind me?'

Kokushibo tried to crouch down to be at his height, but Akaza stopped him, holding him in his position so he could hide. 'Douma is...Douma is in his mod!'

'His mod? What do you mean?' Akaza frowned, how humiliating it was to have to talk about that with him. 'Akaza?'

'Douma has been hunting me since this morning. He's trying to tickle me! I threw a punch at him before running away from-'

'Akaza - Dono~!!!'

Akaza hid, trying to calm his breathing so as not to be caught.

'Hey Kokushibo - Dono! Have you seen Akaza - Dono around here?'

'Yes, he recently passed by here and went there,' he pointed out, but when he did so he accidentally revealed some white pants, Douma noticed and smiled. 'If Akaza - Dono went there... Who is behind you?'

'I think he already realized', Akaza rolled his eyes, Kokushibo didn't know how to hide it in the slightest, always so direct. 'Don't tell me Kokushibo, I didn't realize until you mentioned it!'

'Why are you being sarcastic?'

'Akaza - Dono~!'

The game of cat and mouse began between them, running around Kokushibo who followed them with his eyes.

Everything would have continued like this, if it weren't for Douma ambushing him, but by accident he also knocked Kokushibo to the ground. 'Ok that's enough! What's your problem? Akaza, why are you fleeing Douma? And Douma, why are you chasing Akaza?'

'Because he wants to tickle me!'

'Because you're acting different! Isn't that the Akaza I know and love!'

Kokushibo sighed, maintaining his composure. 'Explain better'

'Akaza! Since you came back you've been ignoring me! I've seen you more angry than usual!'

'It's none of your fucking business! Leave me alone!', do you really think Douma would do that? Nah, Akaza was going to get tickled by Douma anyway

'Come on Akaza! I'm trying to be your friend! Come here!'

'I don't want to- HEY! KOKUSHIBO?!'

Akaza growled as he felt a pair of hands pick him up. 'It's my way of helping.'

'Help?! You are helping Douma! Not to me! Put me down-! HEY!'

'Looks like Kokushibo is on my side~! Come on Akaza~! Smile a little!', Douma slid his fingers down to Akaza's stomach, avoiding a kick from him. 'Oh, come on! I'm trying to be good to you!'

'You already said it! And I told you no-! Mhmhmhm! S-Sto-Stop! Fu-fucking idi-idiot!'

'Owww someone is starting to break!'

Douma smiled, that smile definitely carried bad intentions...

'K-Kokushibo! Let me go! Dohohouma! Fuhuhuck! Gehehet awahahay!'

'Wait, is he laughing?'

'Yeah! Akaza is ticklish in his armpits! You did not know?'

Kokushibo denied and a cruel idea crossed Douma's mind. 'Ohhh I see! Hasn't he had that confidence in you?'

'What are you talking about? Akaza trusts me'

'Maybe not as much as you thought! How come you didn't know about this?'

Douma smiled somewhat maliciously, he knew that Kokushibo was unlikely to fall silent in his childish games, but this time he succeeded.

'I know he trusts me, because I know he's ticklish HERE!', Kokushibo held Akaza with one arm while the other focused on pressing his sides, hearing a squeal and a gasp from Akaza.

'AHAHA?! HEHEHEY! DAHAHAMN!! KOKUHUHUSHIBO!!'

'Hmmm, you're right! It's a good spot, but...I know a lot more than you!'

Akaza looked at both UpperMoons with terror, now not only was Douma going to concentrate on making him laugh until his stomach hurt, now Kokushibo was also going to be willing to this. He couldn't believe it, how was Kokushibo so 'dumb' to fall into Douma's game?!

But there was no time to think about that! He had to escape! Or well, try it! But let's be honest, Akaza won't be able to take down Kokushibo or Douma at that time.

'You're no better than me! '

'Yes I am! I know him better than you! That's why he's my best friend!'

'STAHAHAHAP!!! FUHUCKIHING IDIHIOHOTS!! YOHOU TWOHO AREHEHE SO GOHOHOOD!! LEHET ME GOHOHO!!!'.

Both demons looked at the smaller one, watching him squirm while his face became redder as the seconds passed, they immediately stopped.

'Oh, my God! Akaza - Dono! Are you okay?!', Douma approached Akaza while patting his back and ruffled his hair, was he worried? It was probable. 'Yes...Now...Stop seeing me like that! And don't touch my cheeks!'

'Are you sure you're okay? We didn't even remember that we were tickling you'

'I already said I'm fine!' Akaza frowned, stubborn as always.

'Hey...But, you didn't hit Kokushibo or me...Wait a second...Akaza, did you like us tickling you?!', well, I think they know what happened between Douma and Akaza, a hit from the last to the other.

Still, it wasn't because he disliked or hated being tickled, it was because he spoke the truth out loud.

#demon slayer tickling #demon slayer tickle #upper moons #ler!kokushibo #ler!douma #lee!akaza

[the-fiction-witch]

Promo Copy

Media TMR AU

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Cute

I walked as quickly as one could walk in a public place and not be accused of stealing things doing my best to rush through the almost empty pedestrianised street. Many of the lights are just turning on, a few of them still surrounded by darkness. The shops all shut up with only the lights in their windows to advertise some with the changing screens of various advertisements. I made sure to be fast often checking my watch until I saw the sweet navy blue wooden frame on the window and door with the cute little silver swirls on the window glass. The orange light is still on within. I rushed over and pushed open the heavy old door inhaling the sweet scent of books. The little shop is surrounded by tall brown bookshelves filled to the brim with colourful titles, a couple of tables in the centre with some discounted books and a counter to the side with some paperwork across it. The bell rolled as the door opened so I happily took a moment to enjoy the peace. I wandered inside running my fingers across the various titles checking for anything I didn't already have on my shelf.

"I was wondering when you were going to show up," his voice spoke up.

I glanced over seeing Newt standing having emerged from the backroom, his right hand on the counter beside the till, his hip playfully knocked to the left, in his dirty blue knock-off high tops with strawberry print laces, light blue jeans with old faded belt, a grey t-shirt with long sleeves and a plaid button down of various blues with both shirts sleeves rolled to his elbows, the slight silver glint of the chain below his shirt and course the huge square black glasses on his nose that always gave him a strange bug-eyed look as both lenses slightly widened his eyes one slightly more so then the other not noticeable if you glanced at him but I'd seen him enough I had noticed it a lot. His hair was the lightest brown before it couldn't be called brown any longer with a middle part, well shaped getting slightly too long passing his earlobes. "Evening," he smiled picking up his favoured green astroplains mug and having a tentative sip. "You're very co-ordinated today," I glared a little heading over and perching myself on the countertop.

"Well I figured I'd be seeing you," he shrugs, "It's not here yet Mel," "What! Why not?" "It didn't come in the delivery today," "Did you ask?" "I did, he said there's a delay something about a misprint or something -" "I'll take a misprint," "I know you would but they won't deliver them till they are perfect you know they won't," "Owww," I whined collapsing onto the counter and trying to hold back tears. "There there now. There there," he says, slowly running a hand across my hair, "You know you don't have to keep coming every day right? I'll text you when it's here and I promised didn't I? I won't sell a single copy until you get yours first out of the box." "I know, I just like to come to check just in case," I said, sitting up and narrowing my eyes, "Are you accusing me of hiding it?" He asks, putting a hand on his chest, "…maybe," "Ohh that hurts you know," "Wouldn't be the first time you've hidden something I wanted," "I had every reason to. You were going to give up on astroplains just because the new Sanderisle came out and I couldn't allow that," "You still hid it from me for a week," "Did you get to read the amazing twist?" "Yes," I sighed, "Was it everything I said it was?" "Yes," "Ohh look at that, that's my case being closed," "You are such a nerd," "Yeah, but so are you," "Well if you don't have anything for me I may as well get home, got a pile of laundry waiting for me," "Sounds like very important work, for a princess," "Don't, it's not funny," I snapped back, "Sorry, have a nice night," "You too, goodnight," "Goodnight Y/n,"

I sadly shambled home, having myself a bowl of soup and a hot bath, I picked out a black bath bomb making my water turn utterly like a dark void. I scrubbed myself and enjoyed the water until it went cold. I then climbed out wrapping my towel around myself tightly, I dried off put my hair in a plait put on my nightie climbed into bed and left on my little salt lamp to light the room with a sweet orange glow. I laid in bed for what felt like hours just on my phone listening to fan theories, reading fan concepts, and any information I could find within the many depths of the internet around the tower-bound series and of course the upcoming book while also intermittently texting with Newt.

"Ughh I need to sleep" I sighed putting my phone down and doing my best to get some goddamn sleep. I hurried through the darkening city streets, a few people still hanging around as the bars and clubs were popular on a Friday night, so I hurried through and almost jumped through the door. "Is it here?" I asked, seeing Newt sitting at the counter, with his tea in hand. Today in red high tops, his black skinny jeans, white shirt and rosey brown jumper "Humm?" "Don't be dumb," "I don't know what you're talking about," he says returning his focus to some paperwork on his desk. "Newt! Please," I whined, "Just tell me if it's here today," I begged sitting on the counter. "Patience is the most useful thing we have as humans Y/n," he said. "I don't want to be patient, I wanna read my book," I whined. "I want a million pounds, I want a Jaguar E type, I want a twelve-inch erection. It doesn't mean any of those are likely to happen any time soon," "Why not? I thought this place was profitable?" "It is, not millionaire with an E type profitable," He explained, "and most of it comes from you anyway, and all the retired people in this area who don't know how to use the internet. If any of their grandkids tell them about ordering books online my business is gonna take a nose dive," "Newt, there will always be people who want to hold a book in their hand, wonder the book store isle and smell that sweet papery scent", "Yes, crazy people like you." he chuckled, "With book obsessions." "I'm not obsessed!" "Aren't you?" He smirked, as he got something from under his desk pulling up a book between his middle finger and thumb and giving it an inviting shake, and it was then I truly noticed it was the new tower-bound book.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" I Yelped snatching it from him, "Promo copies arrived today," he smiled, "Eeeeeeeeeee! Thank you so much!" I smiled hugging him and the book so tightly, "You're welcome Y/n" He chuckled, I happily and excitedly held the book flicking through the first few pages "Hey! Nope this isn't a library you know the rules," "But I need to know," "You can wait till you get home," "Fine," I sighed, "Apparently Princess Astrid is going to choose her suitor!" "Haven't they said that about the last three books?" "It's been confirmed," "If you say so," "I'm mildly afraid," "Why?" "what if it's disappointing?" "You've waited a year for his book," "Exactly, what if it's really disappointing? what something stupid ruins it all? What if! she picks Zane!" "What's wrong with that? It's an ending isn't it?" "But Prince Zane of Warlow. He's a dick. he's a gothy, angsty little shit. He's weird and creepy and he's not kind to Princess Astrid. Prince Ulfred is a sweetheart he cares for the skyflies, he's a sweet, handsome, honourable prince." I explained, "and Sandtala would have a way better union with Vegar than with Warlow." "Okay, Okay. I get it you're deep on team Ulfred," He rolls his eyes "She's never going to write a concrete answer, why would she it sells too many books plus no matter which Princesse Adtrid picks half the fans will be angry so why would she ever write either answer," "she has to finish the book sometime," "she does but she's going to milk this you know it." he explained, "Besides, I don't think Princess Astrid should pick either," "Ohh who would you have her pick?" "What does it matter?" "Tell me," "Lavos," "Lavos Illken!" I complained, "The damn kitchen boy?" "He's not a kitchen boy," "Ohh right yeah Queen Celestia made him a knight in the last book," I said sarcastically, "But it doesn't actually mean anything he wasn't actually knighted or anything, she only did it because she knows just how much Lavos spends time with Astrid and it makes sense to give her best friend a sword you know in case shit happens. He's a ceremonial knight, not even that he's been given a cheap sword and a blanket cape so he can play with the princess," "Ohh he wants to play with the princess," "What's that support to mean?" "Have you read the same book I have? Have you read the long stares he gives her, the way he blushes for her compliments, if any character worships the very ground princess Astrid walks on it's Lavos. He Worships her, he adores her, it's obvious." "Their friends," I rolled my eyes, "Best friends, but he loves her." he smiled, leaning his elbow on the counter and his chin on his hand, "It's obvious," "If you say so, but she can't marry a commoner anyway so it's irrelevant. Now if you're done with your crazy theories I have a book to read," "Alright, Tell me how you like it," "I will, but no spoilers," "I know, Have a nice night Y/n," "Goodnight Newt," I smiled taking the book and scampering home as fast as possible.

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