#⚓️ — ꒰ scribbles ꒱

[4law]

❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌. ❞

pairings : law, luffy, sanji, zoro x f!reader

content : fem!reader, smut, soft / needy sex, praise, dry humping, thigh riding, kissing, cunninglingus

info : 2,000 words. minors / ageless blogs do not interact. reblogs are greatly appreciated!

completed requests : one! sorry for the wait :’)

𝐋𝐀𝐖 — established relationship, fingering, kissing, licking his fingers (both you and him)

law’s hand tilts your head to the side, angled up for him to dip down and meet your lips with his. little moans slip out from your mouth as he slots his lips against yours, palm gently cupping your cheek.

he’s always gentle with you, other hand roaming your body to feel your curves against his fingers, a silent and subtle reminder that he thinks you’re the prettiest person he’s ever laid eyes on.

when the two of you are left completely breathless, he pulls away, a thin trail of saliva connecting you to him as he takes in the view of you trembling beneath his touch. “law,” you murmur, leaning into his palm, “i want it today.”

your cheeks fill with heat when he hums deeply, tilting your head back to pepper your neck with soft kisses. “are you sure?” he asks, voice tickling your skin. “please.”

“i really want it,” you continue, letting him pull you up onto his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist to seat you on his growing bulge. “i can tell. i’ll take care of it.”

you know he will. your captain is a dependable one, after all. night after night, you go to him for the best heated makeout session of your life, so you know by now— he always makes you feel loved, makes you feel like you’re sitting on top of clouds. law has a habit of kissing you just to see the ways your knee buckle by the time he breaks away, and tonight is no different.

his fingers dip down into your shorts, running up and down your dripping folds, his fingers picking up your slick as you sigh breathlessly.

“that feels good..” you sigh, back leaning into his chest as you peer up at your captain through lidded eyes. “of course it does.”

“i know your body like the back of my hand.”

you exhale shakily when he pushes his fingers inside, slowly curling against your walls. you think this is the best treatment you could get, his fingers moving perfectly against your needy cunt, giving you exactly what you need. “c-cuz..you’re a doctor?”

“maybe,” he responds flatly. “i pay extra attention to you.”

“to me..? ah—!” you choke out a moan when law picks up the pace, your cunt squelching around his fingers as he curls them against that sensitive spot inside deep inside you.

“yeah— you. you’re troublesome,” he grunts, hand wrapping around your chest to cup your tits. “have to keep an eye on you,”

“make sure you don’t go off and make a mess of yourself without help.”

your mind flashes back to the events of yesterday, your poor attempt at making yourself cum resulting in you waking him up at odd hours of the night, shyly asking for help. you let him rock you back and forth on his thighs, finishing with your slick soaked through your shorts. “you know to come to me when you’re ready for more,” he reminded you, and you definitely felt ready now.

his lips tug into a snarky grin when your thighs instinctively slam shut, body squirming around from the foreign feeling— undeniable orgasm quickly approaching with the way he’s focused his fingers on one spot inside you.

your gaze shifts to his arm, the muscles of his forearm flexing with each movement of his fingers, and trails down to his tattoos, seeing ‘A’ and ‘T’ coated in a shiny layer of your slick. “l-law, it’s coming,” you cry out, head falling back against his chest.

“don’t fight it,” he responds, angling his arm to curl his fingers into you with more force. you’re so close, so close to finishing that all it takes is for his fingers gently roll against your nipples just right, fingers reaching deep inside of you to finally push you over the edge. you yelp as your hips tremble, law holding you back against him with his free arm to keep you still.

“too much!” you cry out, grasping onto his arm to pry him off of you. his fingers slip out of you with a squelch, his hand dripping in your slick as your face burns. “open,” he commands, two fingers moving to prod at your bottom lip.

he grins when you suck obediently, eyes slammed shut from the embarrassment of how wet he’s gotten you— not even touching you with his dick yet. “law,” your words come out slurred from the way you’re licking up his fingers, “can we do more?”

“yeah,” he pulls his hand out, bringing it to his face to lick up his palm, eyes darkening when heat returns to your face at the sight. “we have all night. we can put that time to use— come closer.”

𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘 — making out, dry humping, praise

“pretty” is all luffy says before smashing his lips against yours, tongue prodding deep inside your mouth while he lifts you onto the counter.

he groans loudly when you suck on his tongue, your fingers knotting in his hair to pull his body between your thighs. with a stumble, luffy falls forward, his hands slamming down on either side of you to catch himself.

“f-feels good,” he mutters against your lips, bulge now pressed firmly against your shorts as he gasps into the kiss. what luffy doesn’t expect is for you to boldly cup his cock with your hand, rubbing up and down the thickness as he chokes out moans straight into your mouth.

“luffy,” you pull away from the kiss, “i wanna do more today.”

“like what?” his voice is just above a growl, strained from how good your hand feels wrapped around his length. “like..whatever’s on your mind.”

“can i?” he asks, voice laced with urgency. as soon as you nod, he’s rutting his hips into yours, hands coming to cup your tits. there’s an air of desperation with the way he moves against you, mind reduced to acting on pure instinct now that you’ve asked for it.

“you’re so pretty,” he growls, eyes locked on the faces you’re making for him. you think it’s cute, the way your body is sprawled out and open for him, just to have him stare at your face anyways. “so pretty.”

“captain,” you sigh into his touch, fingers tugging at his hair to pull him closer to you. his hands come to cup your ass, lifting you up to let you latch onto him. “can’t wait anymore,” he groans, moving you up and down his hardened length. “wait! our clothes are still on…”

luffy wasn’t exactly known for his patience. regardless, he was always respectful of your boundaries, making it a habit to ask you if something was okay before he touched you. as soon as you let him know it was okay though, he’s pouncing on you in an instant, all thoughts leaving his head as he lets his mind fill with you and how soft you feel instead.

“doesn’t matter,” his voice is strained with desperation, “it’ll work out. just need to feel you.”

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 — thigh riding, dry humping, “princess,” “love,” “angel”

“you’re so pretty,” sanji mumbles against your lips. his hands are latched onto your waist, rocking you back and forth on the muscle of his leg, groaning at the way your cunt drags along his quad. he can feel everything so well— your throbbing cunt down to the slicked folds rubbing against him.

his lips tug into a gentle smile when you wrap your arms around his neck, burying your face into his shoulder to hide your embarrassment. sanji flexes his thigh, cock twitching in his pants when you give him the prettiest moan directly beside his ear. “you feeling good, my princess?”

“mhm…” you nod, “feels good sanji…want more.”

he raises his leg slightly, moving your hips faster against him. “are you sure you’re ready for more?”

“yes! i want more.”

with a hum, he pulls you flush against his lap, letting your throbbing cunt feel the bulge against his pants. your eyes widen at the size, and he thinks your look of nervousness is endearing. “are you still sure, love?”

a low groan slips out when you begin to rock your hips against his, hands balling up against his chest as you huff. “i’m sure. you never let me make you feel good.”

you wrap your fingers around his wrist, a cute (but futile) effort to keep him from touching you as you hump his clothed cock. “i wanna do something for you too!”

he looks pretty when he’s caught off guard, lips slightly parted and eyebrows raised as he processes what you’re saying. his smile returns soon after, lovesick cook easily wrapping an arm around you to gently set you down on your back. “you don’t understand,” he says through half lidded eyes.

your face burns with heat when he presses his cock against your cunt, lowering himself on his elbows to fluster you further. “all this,” he pushes further against your pussy, delighting in the cute little noise you make, “is because of you.”

you can smell his cologne with how close he is to you, face directly beside yours now. he tilts his head to whisper into your ear, “you don’t even have to do anything for me to feel like i’m in heaven.”

“but if you want it, i’ll give you it. anything for you, my angel.”

𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎 — cunninglingus, hair tugging

“are you sure you want this?”

your embrace around your pillow tightens, eyes barely peeking above the fluff to watch as zoro settles between your legs. “mhm,” you nod, curiously watching him pry your thighs further apart.

he looks up at you, maybe to check for hesitation, but is faced with the sight of you watching him intently— heat rising to his cheeks at the attention. “you don’t need to look so hard!”

“there’s nothing else to look at!” your eyebrows furrow while your gaze angrily shifts the wall behind him instead.

without warning, his warm tongue licks a stripe up your folds, not paying attention to the way you jolt from the sudden stimulation. zoro gives one, two, three testing licks around your cunt before he dives in, tongue moving around your clit with fervor when he catches onto your reactions.

his eyes narrow up at you when he finds you watching him again, cheeks tinging with pink as he closes his eyes to focus with a grunt, tongue lapping at your pussy until you’re soaking wet for him. “t-that feels good,” you mumble into your pillow, thighs started to squeeze against his head as he eats you out.

“guide me,” he grunts, blush deepening when your cunt jolts from the vibrations of his voice. your fingers come to tangle in his hair, unknowingly pulling him roughly against your cunt.

his eyes widen, tongue stuffed inside you in one swift moment. “z-zoro!” you cry out, head falling back as you accidentally pull him deeper. he groans loudly, vibrations of his voice getting stronger with each noise he makes.

zoro pulls back, gasping for air once before he buries his face back into you, tongue learning which spot makes you crumble the fastest. you squeeze your pillow with all your might, moaning into the fabric with your eyes slammed shut, but he wasn’t having any of it.

“hey.”

“if you’re gonna watch, then watch me all the way through.”

#law smut #luffy smut #zoro smut #zoro x reader #law x reader #luffy x reader #sanji smut #sanji x reader #one piece smut #trafalgar law smut #roronoa zoro smut #roronoa zoro x reader #trafalgar law x reader #one piece x reader #op smut #⚓️ — ꒰ scribbles ꒱ #⭒ ݁ . 𓂃 🦢 — ꒰ completed ! ꒱

[its-short-for-jackalope]

WOW! THAT WAS SOME LORE, HUH? :D

reposting this meme bc it's true and bc I really like it, lol

I have quite literally been scribbling notes on a scrap of paper like a madman while rewatching TGOA part 3 as many times as possible, just jotting down all the mindboggling information we've been given, and some less direct stuff that I could be reading too much into but is fun and neat even if it doesn't amount to anything crazy and galaxy-brained, lol.

So click/tap below the cut for rambles about the final part of Pulp Musicals episode 3

The Ghosts of Antikythera ⚓️

Names, Names, Names!!!

Hey, might as well start with all the new names we've gotten!

The captain of the Antikythera — the ghost ship from 'someplace else' — is Addison Arvad.

Kal (my beloved/beloathed ❤ ) is Kalfu

The Traveler we met in TBS is Sia 💖💖

Ahlaam is another Traveler. I adore her already, and not just because she saved Rose.

Dakkar is... somebody. As expected, I've been going crazy in my dms with @man-down-in-hatchet-town, and she believes Dakkar is probably inspired by/based on Captain Nemo? 👀

King(?!) Itzal is... probably bad news! Kal's the one who calls him a King and he is obviously pretty loyal and devoted to him, and wants to impress him (aww), so methinks Itzal is maybe not so good???? (I am also a proud supporter of Brooke's Dylan Saunders as Itzal campaign, lol)

The Blazing World is home. It's where the Travelers and the Antikythera's Searchers (rip) are from, it was destroyed once—but is being rebuilt?—and Kalfu and Itzal seem to want it gone for good.

Lincoln Island is the mysterious island our heroes on the Ellen Austin are approaching at the end of the episode, the place Ahlaam sent Rose and the Antikythera to via orrery.

Quick *Approximate* Timeline

Eh, what can I say? We got numbers and I decided to do a tiny bit of math about it.

1874 — the Antikythera & the Ellen Austin

🔴 YOU ARE HERE

🎶 When are we? 🎶 Well, Morgan Reese informs our time-traveling heroes that, uh yeah lol, last he checked the year was 1874. What a funny question from a bunch of rapscallions!

Captain Arvad's logs from the Antikythera start in January 1874, so we know the Searchers were out and about in this same year. Their disappearances were recent and the ship hasn't been empty for all that long, I don't think.

1865 — may this monument stand forever

On this site in 1835, Sir John Herschel and Anna Hanover launched the first brick satellite, the Sagitta, in what was known as Township Number Nine. Erected to commemorate their bravery, to thank them for their gift to all mankind, may this monument stand forever.

Dedicated August, 1865.

1864 — the dark angel appears

A desperate AJ makes his ill-fated deal with Kal in exchange for his crew's safety during the Battle of Mobile Bay.

Damn the torpedoes.

1835 — the beginning of our adventure

🎶 IT IS EIGHTEEN THIRTY-FIVE 🎶 and the Great Moon Hoax and The Brick Satellite both happen in this year. Things were so simple back then!

1829 — the Blazing World is destroyed

In 1874, we are told (first by Arvad's journal, and then by Sia) that their home, that the Blazing World was destroyed 45 years ago. If my math is right and they're not hippity-hopping too much in time (they have time travel capabilities so idk for sure) that would put the destruction of the Blazing World in 1829.

If the world being destroyed is also the Event that Kal alludes to in Gunpowder and Rum, pt. 3 ("Your powers are returning and you still don't remember what happened? 😒") AND it's the one that left Margaret without her memories and powers, then... could Margaret have been feeling lost, alone, and disconnected with her phantom pain in New York for 6 whole years before the Stratfords wrote the hoax that would bring the quartet together??? 🥺

And while we're on the subject of time passing!

If Sia and Kalfu and everyone besides the quartet has gotten to 1874 the long way 'round... (which I think is the case if Kal snarked at Sia for hiding Margaret in the future—if he has a sense of the future in relation to the world and time, I'd say this also implies he & the others have a pretty consistent present?) ...have they aged? Or does their magic also lengthen their lives? I imagine it would be mentioned if Sia was visibly older, and since Samuel described Kal as looking ~40 years old, then how could he be younger than the war he's been in? lol. But idk, this is just food for thought!

Kal Loves His Lore Dumps, Doesn't he? This one's mostly about Margaret <3

"You've proven quite elusive over the years... We've searched across the seven seas... I suppose it's only fitting that I find you here by chance, looking for an orrery! I'd have settled for the ship, what's its name? An-ti-ky-ther-a. But you will be quite the prize. It's you that will seal our victory! A ship from the Blazing World would have been quite the quarry. But you? That could end things once and for all!"

"The ship, the orrery, they don't matter now. Not when I can dispatch the two biggest traitors in history with just one blow!"

Seems like our girl is pretty special~ 🥰

I mean, of course she is, she's our Margaret, but if Kal is willing to let the Antikythera go to get her instead, and he's so convinced that taking her out will win the war... our girl is Pretty Special™ right? Maybe she's a princess or something, or maybe her Radiance is just that heckin' strong. idk, but I'm excited to find out either way.

I'm also wondering if there's a connection between Margaret and the orrery/orreries... If Kal thought it was fitting to find her when he was after the orrery, does that mean something more? Could Margaret have created the orreries and/or the magic behind them? 👀

...actually maybe this isn't such a good and fun thing. 😅😟 Things don't usually go very well for special and important characters—what is the saying, tragedies love heroes? I mean, Margaret has lost her powers and memories once already, as well as her home and whatever family she may have had before. I know all our pulp blorbos have been in dire straights a few times now, but I don't want them to get MORE DIRE than this!

Kalfu, Sia, & Margaret's history

Kal: High marks for cloaking the fleet, but seriously—

...

Kal: Come on, it's a Traveler reunion.

...

Kal: Just a drink between three friends.

...

Sia: Oh, you were once a man that I trusted. Tell me, where has he been?

...

Sia: Itzal poisoned your mind!

Kal: Itzal opened my mind!

...

Sia and Margaret: *powering up*

Sia: Hey, Kalfu!

Kal: Huh? Ugh, not again.

Kal: *team rocket fog's blasting off again*

I think it's pretty safe to say that, once upon a time, these three were once close. Maybe they were friends and peers, or maybe Kalfu was once Sia and/or Margaret's mentor with that "high marks" comment. Whatever the case, they used to be allies who trusted each other.

I think it's also safe to say all three of them are/were Travelers. Obviously Sia is, and Margaret probably is/was one as well, since she and Sia have a badass combined attack (that I'm betting they used against Kalfu ~45 years prior). As for Kal... I don't know how the radiance and the fog fit together exactly, whether they've always been separate or the fog is a dark bastardization of the radiance, but it seems like he is on equal footing with Sia as far as magic powers go, and he can teleport like they do—AJ witnessed this at the Battle of Mobile Bay, and Samuel did (kinda) on the deck of the Ellen Austin. I don't know if that's the only qualification for being a Traveler, but it's worth mentioning.

It seems like Itzal was a pretty big factor in this trio splitting up—for whatever reason, Kal turned his back on Sia and Margaret to follow him, or perhaps Sia and Margaret left Kal behind when he wouldn't leave with them. I don't know, but I want to—I have questions!!!

Sia and Itzal — Future sight?

Kal (to Sia): You know, for someone with precognitive abilities, you sure like to cut things close. 😒

...

Kal: How I wish King Itzal was here to witness this. Or did he already know? Eh.

There's not much to say about this, really, I just think it's interesting.

But it does make me wonder if Sia *knew* that sending Margaret and the others to Hanover in 1874 would lead Margaret to the Antikythera and help her regain her memories, even if Sia couldn't see much more than that. Like, if she knew that Kal would be there, I don't think she would have put Margaret at risk like that when she was still vulnerable. Unless she was betting on Margaret figuring things out before Kal could make his move... gah, who knows! (Matt. Matt knows.) We do know that Sia can't see everything, though—she knows that the crew of the Antikythera are gone but has to ask Kal what he did with them.

Also, obligatory "yikes 😬" at the idea of having an enemy (King Itzal) who could possibly see your attacks/plans before you make them. That can't make this war any easier!

Fogging the vortices, you say?

Kal: We've been fogging the vortices for decades. There was bound to be an Antikythera sooner or later.

Vortices.... plural for vortex, yeah?

"A mass of whirling fluid or air, especially a whirlpool or whirlwind."

Is one of these vortices located here in the Sargasso Sea? Is that why Rose already knows plenty of ghost stories about these waters, why this is a strange place that'll one day be dubbed the Bermuda Triangle? Where are the other vortices??? How many are there??? What are they, exactly???

Okay, but what about the gates?

Kal: A war for a world of power and might

Sia: A war for a world of courage and light

Kal: Fought over decades

Sia: Over ascension

Kal/Sia: No chance of surrender, no chance of redemption

I'm just throwing darts here, but I feel like 'ascension' has to do with the gates that have been alluded to a few times now?

First, in TBS, Sia told Margaret that she couldn't take her to the gate until her memories were back. Then in part 2 of TGOA, Kal said something about the Antikythera's orrery leading him to the first gate.

I don't think these gates are the same thing as the vortices—if the bad guys have already been 'fogging' them, then Kal wouldn't need an orrery to find them.

The gates probably lead to the Blazing World, right? Kal and Itzal want to destroy the Blazing World for good, which is why Kal was trying to get the orrery, to get to the gate, to ascend to the Blazing World and turn it to dust once and for all.

Travelers and Symbols/Elements/Associations

To finish up, here's one of the things I've noticed more recently. We have four magical characters now who seem to be at similar levels of power and might all be/have been Travelers, and maybe it's just a fun bit of flavor rather than anything Extremely Vital to the plot, but they each seem to have their own kind of... niche?

Lemme run through 'em real quick.

Kalfu—

● Want a drink?

● Gunpowder and rum, too strong for some! 🎶

● And poison... is kinda my thing.

● Non-lethal fog, my latest brew

Kal's easy to figure out—he's been pretty clear with his gunpowder and rum (delicious!) and once he revealed it he's been very cheeky and upfront about his use of/preference for poison too. He also stands out as the only person wielding fog, but I'm sure that'll change as we delve further into the dark and into this war we're learning about.

Sia—

● "Was that sunlight shining in the sphere?"

● We're here to light the fuse

● Lay another hand on her and you'll go down in flames

● I will always be that feeling burning under your skin

hehe okay, Sia is the reason this whole section of my post exists lol. I noticed the references to fire in enough of her lines/lyrics in part 3 that I thought it couldn't be a coincidence, and then I looked at the others. I just think it's neat!

Maybe these lines are just nods to the fact that light can burn as well as illuminate—Kalfu would probably know, hah—but it is fun to think that maybe we could see our first and dearest Traveler friend whip out some cool fire magic later on—when she's not duking it out with somebody on a wooden boat, lol.

I'd love that for her, tbh.

...especially because alcohol is flammable. :)

Ahlaam—

Narrator: In a blinding flash, a woman materialized, and with a single motion, she pushed the water of the room with her mind

Okay, I fully admit this is mostly just a reason for me to make another waterbending joke. Ahlaam's appearance in this episode wasn't really long enough to give us much information about her, but I mean we also haven't seen anyone else do anything with water until she came along, so... if we see her do more stuff like this and she has more associations with water in episode 4 onwards, I will feel pretty smart. 😌

Margaret—

● the moon

● the sea

● astronomy

we might not know much about Margaret's magic beyond how brightly it glows—which isn't unique to her—and what she's been able to do with it, be we do know that she has a connection with the moon, of course.

I think we could also argue that she has a pull to the sea—mostly because of the view from her window and the rooftop, overlooking the water. Learning about the Searchers and the fact that Kal was looking for Margaret on the sea supports this connection, but again, that doesn't really single her out from the others.

Margaret does have an appreciation for astronomy, but even that might not be super unique, if her people have orreries on every ship and they all look up to the sky. However... my brain is still chewing on a possible connection between Margaret and the orrery, because of what Kal said. It would be pretty rad if she was the one who designed and crafted them, figured out that magic. So idk, that could be something.

If her memories are returning, maybe we'll see her really start to shine amongst her fellow Travelers as she recalls more about herself and brings together the person that resides in her memories and the person that losing her memories made her into.

phew, okay! this is a long post and I am now very sleepy, lol. I'm sure I missed a few things—I didn't take any *literal* notes during parts 1 & 2 and it'll be a few days before I get the album and lose my mind again—but maybe there's a few things I managed to catch that y'all will enjoy.

As always, feel free to reply/reblog with your own thoughts!!!

#still too stunned by the final part to do any art for it but i can type and that's your problem now 😇 #honestly i think I'll go back and relisten to the first two episodes #work on art for that while i wait to get the album #can you believe ive never even drawn sia before??? gotta fix that asap!!! #anyway. #jack jabbers #pulp musicals #matt dahan #pulp musicals episode 3 #the ghosts of antikythera #tgoa #pulp musicals tgoa #sia #pulp musicals sia #kal #kalfu #pulp musicals kal #ahlaam #pulp musicals ahlaam #the traveler #the travelers #king itzal #pulp musicals theory #pulp musicals theories #pulp musicals lore #the ghosts of antikythera spoilers #pulp musicals episode 3 spoilers #the blazing world

[senkihis]

lazy ass yosaf doodle cause im just doing so uahh uahao iwhao uwhak hbdj usbao iwhao uwhao uwhah

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[lasquadrasfuckhouse]

when it comes to fake dating, i must admit that i tend to sway toward excruciatingly slow burns, often coupled with the "opposites attract" trope, but my usual go-to hasn't been nearly as helpful this time around. though, in the effort of honesty, i did scribble something down during lunch. this has been sitting in my phone for hours, waiting rather impatiently for me to return to it.

i have no plan, nor do i know what prompted this specific vision, but it was clinging to me like a lifeline. perhaps this will grow into something overtime.

the passage is as follows:

"Their mouth ran dry, the river of words held just behind their teeth suddenly gone. It was only a drop—the barest hint of a puddle—that remained, soaking into their bones and flooding their mind. Their gaze drifted elsewhere, pulled by the minuscule tidal wave wreaking havoc behind an ivory dam.

Oh."

— ⚓️

AAAA I LOVE IT!!!! ur writing is so poetic omg. ur doin amazing!!!!!

#ask #⚓ anon

[4law]

❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐌. ❞

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𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎 — mating press, creampie, fingering

zoro’s thighs push down against yours, forcing you into a mating press as he watches his cock move in and out of your hole— dragging against your walls with each movement of his hips.

he’s always liked pushing you to your limit, watching your faces and taking you like this, fucking you until you’ve lost your coherency and let him have his way with you.

but today, he’s mad. you can tell. each thrust is harder than usual, your body rocking back and forth from the intensity of each thrust, balls slapping against you when he bottoms out.

he’s grunting loudly above you, jaw clenching every time your walls spasm against him. he’s close to cumming, thrusts becoming messy as he tries his best to resist it— but it’s too much. he wants to make you cum, to see you gush all around his cock again, and he definitely doesn’t want to cum first.

your eyes are fixated on the sight of his fat cock pummeling your spot with pure strength, walls stretching to accommodate his size. he feels so good today, the roughness only pushing you closer to the edge as desperate moans slip from your mouth.

you squeal at a particularly rough thrust, arms wrapping around him to tug him closer to you, legs wrapping around his to keep him close to you. your eyes are slammed shut, completely oblivious to the way you’ve pushed him even deeper inside of you.

zoro’s eyes suddenly widen at the tightness, hands slamming down beside you to catch himself from falling on your chest. “w-wait, stop— don’t do that!”

but it’s too much for him. he was trying his best to hold back earlier— but he can’t with you clinging onto him for dear life, your tight hole greedily keeping his cock buried inside of you.

“shit, shit, stop— you,” he growls, hips stuttering into yours as he gasps loudly— trying to pull back, but you won’t let him, clinging onto him tightly as you moan his name over and over. his cock is desperate to cum inside of you despite his best attempts at resisting it, and he gives you one last thrust before his throbbing cock stills inside you, spitting ropes of cum against your cervix as you tighten your embrace around him.

he lets out a shaky breath— one he didn’t even know he was holding— and digs his fingers deeper into your thighs, watching the way your juices and his cum seep out of your cunt and down his cock. his head dips down, panting beside you as he comes down from his high, cock still throbbing against your walls from the intensity.

“you little fucking minx,” he growls between breaths, hand coming to squeeze your cheeks together and tilt your head up. you look so irresistible to him, innocent eyes staring up into his as you tilt your head in confusion, watching the way he glares down at you with clenched teeth, sharply inhaling through his nose.

“first,” he starts slowly, “you fake it. and then now…. you pull another stunt.” his scowl deepens when he sees your lips turn down into a cute pout, prompting him to grab your ankle and pull you closer. “you know what— c’mere.”

his arm easily holds both of your thighs up against your chest, leaving you wide open for him to stuff three thick fingers into your cunt, fucking his cum deeper into you. “gonna ruin this cunt,” he grunts, loving the way your body is so reactive for him no matter what he gives you.

“z-zoro!” you cry out, reaching down to grasp at his forearms, but he doesn’t stop his movements, roughly fucking you with his fingers as he narrows his eyes. “move your fucking hand.”

his voice is low and stern, arms not budging an inch even when you have two hands wrapped around his wrist. part of you wants to see more of this zoro— the one fully in control of your body and your reactions, so you listen, shyly gripping onto your own thighs to hold yourself open for him.

his fingers are thick, curling against the spot that has you gasping, mouth parting open from the heavy stimulation. he perks up at your reaction, lips tugging into a grin.

“yeah? you like that?”

you nod quickly, eyes slamming shut when he uses his other hand to rub at your clit, drawing rough circles into it as you clench harder around his fingers. “‘m gonna cum, z-zoro!”

his grin widens, eyes fixated on the way your hole greedily eats up whatever he gives it, squeezing around his fingers to keep them inside of you. “then cum,” he grunts, rubbing harder at your poor nub. his cum is seeping out of your hole, mixed with your own slick and squelching loudly around his fingers with each movement.

his fingers hit a particularly sensitive spot inside of you, and you choke out a sob. “w-wait, that’s—“ you blurt out, eyes widening at the foreign feeling building up. “finally,” he grins.

“that your spot?”

you nod again, jaw dropping from the stimulation, and you dig your fingers into your thighs, trying your best to keep them open despite their best efforts to slam shut around his arms.

he hums in response. “i’ll fuck you till you can’t walk if you’re lying.”

the threat does nothing but fluster you further, thighs shaking from the stimulation. you’re so close, so close to cumming—

“you tightened when i said that. that what you want anyways?”

you whisper out a please for him, a cute plea to let you cum before he rubs your clit just right, grin widening into a toothy smile when you gush all over his fingers, body trembling in his hold as your head falls back.

“so that one was real,” he admits to himself. he slides his fingers out of your cunt, bringing them to your mouth to show you the way his cum drips from his fingertips. “open,” he commands, delighting in the way you loll your tongue out for him so obediently. his fingers move around in your mouth, letting you suck every bit of his cum.

zoro takes his fingers out, pulling you up into his lap. “there’s more things i wanna try,” he rasps, voice deep and low. “you can handle it, can’t you?”

“i think— i can try,” you mumble, crawling off his lap. you’re not even off his thigh before he’s roughly yanking you back into him, hardened cock already prodding at your hole. “hey, where the hell do you think you’re going?”

“think i’ll let you off easy after the shit you pulled? sit still, i’m taking you like this next.”

𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘 — overstimulation, dumbification, creampie

luffy’s hands slam down beside your shoulders, hissing at how good your cunt feels around his cock, so tight and wet, walls wrapping perfectly around his length as he snaps his hips against you.

“more,” he growls, words coming out unsteady from the way he’s slamming his cock into you. “more, more.”

he hits a sensitive spot in your cunt, groaning loudly when your walls clench around him in response, dropping down to hold himself up with his elbows. he moans your name into your neck, messily kissing and nipping at the skin. “i knew it,” he pants, “this isn’t good.”

“h-huh?“ you choke out, too dumb to even comprehend what he’s saying, half lidded eyes still focused on the strong arms beside your head and the way his muscles are gently flexing and tensing.

“not good,” he starts, voice heavy and slurred. “i- i can’t stop myself—feels so good. i can’t….need more.” he exhales shakily before sucking at your neck again, inhaling sharply through his nose as he slams his cock into you. “that okay? it’s okay right?”

his voice is urgent, almost begging you to let him frantically bury his cock into you. he’s so desperate to hold you down, stuff his dick into you until he’s satisfied, but he wants to make sure you’re okay with it, distracting his desire by planting sloppy kisses down your neck.

he’s so rough that you can occasionally feel his teeth nudge against the skin, only to be replaced by his tongue sliding across your neck moments later. he’s so hungry for you, so desperate to be closer and deeper inside of you.

as soon as you nod, murmuring a “please,” his pace quickens to one more frenzied, using his strength to fuck you even harder, make you feel good too. he’s drunk on the feeling you give him, and he wishes he could stay inside you like this forever.

luffy growls loudly into your neck, gasping every time your cunt flutters against his cock, slick even squelching around him with the roughness he’s giving you.

you can barely even catch your breath, his full weight on top of yours as he moves relentlessly. you can’t help but choke out a moan at the way each drag of his cock stretches your walls out so perfectly, his desperation alone enough to bring you close to the edge.

“you always feel so good,” he groans into your neck, “so wet, and so h-hot. fuck—”

he buries his face deeper into your neck, arms wrapping around your body to pull you closer to him. “it’s tight, squeezing me! ahh…i can’t—” he groans, eyes shut tight to focus on making you cum.

he still wants you to cum first, gush around his cock before he empties his load into you. his dick is so heavy, painfully hard and on the edge of finishing— but he fights it.

“luffy, ‘m gonna cum!” you cry, returning his embrace to keep you grounded from the bruising pace he set against you. “please,” he groans, voice muffled as he sucks at your neck. there’s an air of desperation in his voice, thrusts growing sloppier as he tries not to finish before you.

and you do exactly as he wishes, eyes fluttering shut as the knot in your stomach snaps, cunt squeezing hard around his dick as you gush around his cock. he groans loudly against your ear, not slowing down for a second. “i knew it,” he mumbles, “the last one was fake, wasn’t it?”

luffy’s hips snap against yours a couple more times before he moans loudly, cock stilling inside you as it spits ropes of cum against your cervix. he’s panting above you, body slick with sweat as he catches his breath. “again,” he mumbles, voice desperate. “this isn’t enough, i need it again.”

he places a kiss on the fresh hickies bruising on your neck. “i can give you a lot more, so don’t fake it anymore.”

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 — cunninglingus, overstimulation, squirting

sanji’s face is buried in your cunt, fingers curling deep inside you as his tongue flicks against your clit. he’s getting off to you feeling good from his mouth alone, dick throbbing even harder with each moan that slips out of your mouth.

but it’s different. your last orgasm was different, and he knows.

“you’re usually….much louder,” he groans into your cunt, not missing the way the vibrations from his voice make your thighs squeeze around his head. sanji always prides himself in how well he knows your body, from knowing what face you’ll make with each touch, to where you feel best…..which is why he has to make sure you haven’t been faking it this whole time.

to give you orgasm after orgasm until he’s sure he knows how to make you forget everything but the knot snapping in your core. his tongue laps harder at your clit, fingers curling perfectly against your spot as you tighten your embrace around the pillow, moaning loudly into it. “sanji….t-too much…!”

he can feel his dick twitch at your voice, feeling hard and heavy— leaking with precum. he wants to shove his dick into you so fucking bad, have you against the wall so you can moan his name directly into his ear— but not yet. instead, he grinds himself down into the mattress, cock rubbing desperately against the covers to relieve the burning ache he has. he’s groaning directly into your cunt now, eating you out with fervor as your eyes roll back, moans muffled by the pillow you’re clutching onto for dear life.

he sneaks a glance at you, his own cheeks heating up at the sight of your face, cute noises escaping your mouth as your nails dig into the pillow. his patience is running thin, wishing that he was that pillow instead, thinking about how your nails could scratch into his back like that, but not yet.

“when i touch you here,” he grunts, thick fingers reaching deeper into your cunt to focus on the spot that has you gasping— “you’ll make the prettiest noises for me. won’t you, pretty girl?”

and you do, crying out his name as your thighs squeeze hard and tremble against his head, walls fluttering so cutely around his fingers. your eyes widen when you realize this feels differently than usual, orgasm not settling down in the slightest.

sanji picks up on your response, not stopping the fingers on your cunt until your second orgasm is ripped from you in an instant, squealing into the pillow and squirting around his fingers as he laps hungrily at your clit. he places a hand on your stomach, keeping you down so that you don’t ruin your own orgasm, fingers still rubbing at your spot until you’ve stilled, body shaking weakly from the intensity.

you’re too tired to notice the way his eyes darken at the sight of you trembling and panting, now hovering over you with a hunger he can’t quite satiate no matter how long he spends between your legs.

“h-how did you..!”

your voice is so cute to him, and he leans down, pressing gentle kisses along the side of your neck with a proud grin. “i know your body like the back of my hand, angel.”

it does nothing but bring heat to your cheeks, walls clenching around nothing as you finally seem to notice it. his dick is hard, tip flushed pink with desire, and it’s leaking with precum as he slowly rubs it up and down your folds.

you realize that he’s still trying to hold back, still prioritizing how to make you feel good instead of himself, and you want to push him. just a little bit.

you innocently peer up at him through your lashes, wrapping your arms around him to pull his face closer to yours. “sanji,” you coo, “you don’t need to hold back.”

the way his jaw clenches doesn’t go unnoticed to you, his breaths coming out short as his hand gently wraps around your wrists, pinning them above your head. his eyes are darkened with lust, so desperate to bring you to your limit, make you cum over and over until you can’t feel your orgasms anymore..

“you’re sure?”

his voice is just above a growl, tip of his cock already sheathed inside your cunt as you nod, cutely smiling at him. “i can take it, give me all of it.”

his breath hitches in his throat at the offer. “say blue to stop me,” he says in a low whisper, stuffing your cunt in one swift movement. “otherwise,” he mumbles against your lips, “i’m gonna show you heaven, angel.”

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐎 — exhibitionism, his wings don’t hurt you, squirting, riding him

if anyone were to walk by the two of you, it would be nothing out of the ordinary. you cuddling with marco as usual, his large wings wrapped around your frame to keep you warm— at least, that’s what it looks like.

marco’s hands are cupping your ass, bouncing you up and down his cock, slowly and intentionally, thrusts that bump your cervix each time your ass smacks against his thighs. the pace is so slow, but it’s got you worked up more than usual, and you can feel everything so vividly, down to the prominent vein on the underside of his cock dragging along your walls.

your head is buried in his chest, your weak attempt to hide your teary eyes and pants as he grips the globes of your ass harder. it feels so good, little moans occasionally slipping from your mouth— causing you to worriedly look to the side. you think someone might be watching, but you don’t get to check, marco hooking a finger under your chin to redirect your focus to him in an instant.

“hey, eyes on me,” he coos in your ear. “don’t pay attention to them. only me.”

you really should have known marco would do something like this, take you in front of the others to ensure all your reactions are real this time.

you squeal when he slams you down harder, a subtle warning to keep your focus on him only.“but, w-what if they see?” you ask, your hands come to wrap around his middle, looking up at him with a pout.

“doesn’t matter if they see. you’re mine anyways, we can put on a show for them,” he smiles, “can’t we?”

he chuckles when you hide your face in his chest again, face filling with heat at the thought of someone catching you with your commander’s cock buried deep inside your cunt. the thought alone has you spasming around his cock, growing wetter at the idea.

“m-marco…i’m gonna cum,” you whisper, eyes fluttering close as you bite your lips. “that right?” he coos, almost disinterested. “mm—i can’t hold it in— marco!” you plead, and he hums, prodding at your lips with his thumb.

you part your mouth obediently, letting him stick three of his fingers into it as you suck on them dutifully. “you know,” he starts. “you’re cute when you’re tryna run away from it,” he whispers into your ear, “but i won’t let you.” “cum on my dick and do it now, before someone comes.”

his other hand grabs a fistful of your ass, bouncing you up and down on his cock at the angle that has his tip pounding at the right spot, your cunt already starting to flutter around him before a loud stomp grabs your attention.

marco pushes you down in one swift movement, full length stuffed inside you as you’re forced to sit still, thighs trembling hard as the fullness.

“ah— ace, you need something?”

his voice is casual, so casual that it almost sounds like he just woke up from a nap. you’re frozen in place, cunt pathetically dripping down his length as your orgasm starts to fade.

“is y/n with you?” ace asks. your eyes widen, balling his shirt in your hands.

he nods, giving your ass a tight squeeze as a silent warning not to move. “yeah, she’s right here.”

he quickly takes his fingers out of your mouth, swiping over the trail of saliva running down your chin as he lowers his wing slightly, just so ace could get a look at your face. you’re immediately panicking, cheeks filled with heat as you quickly bury your face into his chest.

“whoa— is she okay? why the hell are you covering her whole body like that?”

“she’s got a fever,” he says flatly, as if his cock wasn’t throbbing inside of you from the thrill of getting caught with you like this. “keepin’ her warm. she’ll be fine,” he emphasizes the last word, squeezing your ass when he feels you tighten against him.

his smile falters when you slowly rock yourself on his cock, trying your best to get some of the stimulation before your orgasm fully fades. you can’t even pay attention to them anymore, not even noticing that ace had left until marco’s hand hooks under your chin, tilting your head up.

“you’re worse than feverish,” he chuckles, helping you bounce up and down his cock. “humping yourself on my cock when ace is right there…”

“you gonna die if i don’t fuck you for five seconds?”

his lips are tugged into a wide grin, shifting his balance before he’s thrusting his hips back up into yours as you whine into his chest. “please….i’m almost..!”

“no need to rush, i got you.”

and you know he does. his cock is such a good stretch, his huge body enveloping yours as you helplessly bounce of his cock, greedy hole taking all of him. you squeal when he slams you down on his length once more, knot inside you finally snapping as you gush around his cock.

you lean into his chest, panting and shaking from the intensity, and you lift yourself off his cock— only for marco to pull you back down on it. “where are you going? we aren’t finished here.”

“you faked one earlier, didn’t you?” “did you think i wouldn’t notice?”

“on my desk next.”

𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍 — fingering, teasing

you should have figured out that robin would catch on to your little act as soon as it happened. your head falls back on her shoulder, one of her hands cupping your tit as her other arm dips lower.

“oh dear,” she chuckles, fingers rubbing harshly at your clit as you bite your lip, trying to mask your expressions as she brings you closer to the edge. “that wasn’t it, my love,” she hums, watching the way your half lidded eyes avoid hers like the plague.

“why are you running from it?”

she can tell you’re really close, painfully close to finishing, but you’re fighting it with everything in you, eyes clenched shut even when your dripping cunt is squelching around her fingers.

“it’s embarrassing….the face i’ll make!” you blurt out, cheeks feeling hot.

her fingers don’t slow down, still working at your clit while her other hand cups your tits. “your face?” robin muses, a tinge of curiosity laced in her voice. “show me it. i want to see.”

“b-but..” you stutter, eyes locked on her fingers working at your cunt. her eyes are only on you, watching your every reaction to her touch. “will you show me it?”

your cheeks only heat up further.

“you’re so cute, my love,” she coos, fingers leaving your tits to dip down to your cunt, slowly fucking them in and out of your walls. “w-wait, robin,” you cry, reaching down to grasp at her wrists.

it does nothing to stop her, and your thighs clench around her hands, unable to relieve the tightness in your core as you reach the edge. “are you feeling good? you made my hands so wet, look,” she smiles, chuckling at the way you flush at the sight of your slick covering her fingers.

your face falls back when she resumes, fingers curling against your walls. “cum properly, okay?” she coos, rubbing harshly at your clit until you cum hard, shaking around her fingers as she gets a good look at you.

you hide your face in your hands, legs trembling around hers. “i told you,” robin whispers, hands running up and down your sides, “i want to see all of your faces. let me try again.”

part 1 : ace, law, lucci, mihawk

part 3 : kid, killer, nami

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❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐌. ❞

pairings : ace, law, mihawk, lucci x f!reader

contains : heavy overstimulation & dumbification, fingering, mating press, mirror sex, vibrator usage, cunninglingus, individual tags!

info : smut. 2,100 words. minors & ageless blogs dni. reblogs are greatly appreciated! thank you <3

— 𝐀𝐂𝐄. mating press, squirting, overstimulation

ace folds you into a mating press, pushing your thighs against your tits, hands coming to slap against either side of your head. his pace is rough, focusing on aiming his cock at the spot that has you trembling the fastest. your mouth drops open at the roughness, clinging onto his strong back as you whimper.

“fuck…don’t squirm,” he growls, one of his hands come to delicately wrap around your neck, pushing you into the mattress as better leverage to snap his hips against yours. “did you think i’d fall for something like that, baby?”

he leans down, propped up on his elbows as he nips and sucks at your neck, groaning when your nails dig into his back. “i’m gonna make you cum so hard,” he grunts, “cum all over my dick. you like that?”

“yes, yes please…” you plead, eyes wandering down to his thick cock being swallowed by your cunt. you clench around him, and he groans loudly in your ear. “fuck, that’s right— you always tighten up like this when you’re gonna cum— shit”

ace’s dick is throbbing in your cunt, picking up a quicker pace as you cling onto him, body swaying from each of his movements. his fingers come down to roughly rub at your pearl, pads of his fingers drawing circles as you try and close your thighs instinctively, only to be stopped by his own.

“stay still, stay fucking still— gonna make you squirt.” his words come out unsteady from the way he’s pounding into you, and he grasps both of your wrists easily with one hand, pinning them above you to keep you still for him.

you’re so captivated by him, face glistening with sweat, eyebrows furrowed harshly in concentration as he aims for your most sensitive spot, slamming into it again and again. he always fucks you so good, making sure you cum hard around him every time.

but the way he’s giving his all to make you cum harder after seeing you fake an orgasm makes you feel differently, cunt fluttering around his cock after seeing him so feral this time.

“a-ace, gonna cum!” you cry out, cunt clenching sporadically around his cock— and he doesn’t slow down, spitting on your clit so he can rub faster, harder— snapping his hips against yours with pure strength. “cum then,” he growls, and the knot inside you snaps, gushing all over ace as he slows down his thrusts to lengthen your orgasm.

you think that you’re done, shaking with the intensity of the orgasm he just gave you, expecting him to pull out and watch his cum seep out of your cunt— but he didn’t cum.

“ace?”

he keeps his cock buried in your cunt, giving you a toothy grin. “you ready for more?”

you can feel his cock throbbing against your walls, desperate to empty its load into you, but you should’ve known something like this would hurt his pride. he’s panting above you, his jaw clenched hard— trying not to cum even when the aftershocks of your orgasm cause your walls to flutter so perfectly against his sensitive cock.

“i wanna see….” he pulls out slowly, “just how much you can cum in one night….”

he slams back into you, cunt squelching loudly around him. “you don’t mind, right?”

— 𝐌𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊. cunninglingus, heavy dumbification

you’ve lost count of your orgasms now— mihawk eating you out mercilessly for what feels like forever. you’re not even sure if you can feel your orgasms anymore, clit swollen and tired from the endless abuse he’s given it.

you think you’ve been fucked dumb, too dumb to have anything besides the feeling of his tongue in your mind— too fucked out to do anything besides lay there with your tongue lolled out and let him have his way with you.

he thinks it’s cute that you’re so trusting with him, letting go of your thoughts and taking whatever he chooses to give you, but that’s not enough for him to let you go tonight.

his tongue laps at your clit, switching between flicking at your tired nub and tongue fucking you. he’s groaning into your folds, hungrily slurping at your cunt as you choke out a moan and pant. “naughty girl,” he grunts. “you’re going to cum over and over like this on my tongue alone.”

he knows exactly how to treat you when you act like this, your name rolling off his lips every now and then to ensure you’re still with him. his hands are always gentle with you, rubbing at your thighs and ass up to your pretty stomach, letting you know how much he loves you— a huge contrast to the roughness he’s giving your aching cunt.

you think your next orgasm is approaching, you’re not sure if you can tell— but mihawk can. his tongue shifts its attention to focus solely on your poor clit, licking the nub and slurping on it until the knot in you snaps for what feels like the thousandth time, shaking and crying under the mercy of his mouth. his mouth doesn’t move off of you, and you tiredly push on his head for any opportunity to seek relief.

instead, he wraps his arms around your thighs, pulling you flush against his tongue. “i’m not letting you go just yet.”

he’s so satisfied with the way you’re laying at his mercy, body shaking with the intensity of all the orgasms he’s given you with just his mouth. but he still wants to see just how far exactly he can take you, so his tongue comes back to lap at your cunt.

his mouth is admittedly tired by now, face and chin covered in your cum as he forces himself to eat you out meticulously, angling his head to get deeper into you. he can’t get enough of you, hungrily eating at your cunt even if his jaw is aching, just because he’s addicted to seeing you come undone. he’s happy with your lack of squirming now, limp body heaving up and down with each breath you take.

“you should have just asked for this instead of trying to trick me like that,” he grunts against your cunt, golden eyes flickering upwards to sneak a glance at you.

his lips tug into a subtle smile at the sight, eyes rolled back and panting tiredly as the back of your palm rests on your sweaty forehead. “but i guess it’s too late for that now.”

you were all his, after all. he was gonna rip every orgasm out of you tonight to make sure you never pull a stunt like that with him again, until your only memory of tonight is the way you’re shaking and at his mercy.

— 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐈. spanking, brief usage of a vibrator, mirror sex, standing full nelson

you should have known it would be a stupid idea to try and fool lucci. faking your orgasm didn’t do anything but get you in trouble, now sprawled over his lap with a vibrator buried inside your dripping cunt as you count and thank him for each slap to your ass.

“what number was that?”

“t-thirteen! thank you,” you blurt out, ass stinging and your legs shaking against his firm thighs. his hand rubs over the redness on the globes of your ass, satisfied with the hand prints littered across it. “think you deserve it now?”

you shyly nod, unsure of what answer he’s looking for from you right now. “you don’t, but i’ll show you something anyways,” he says flatly, removing the vibrator and discarding it onto the floor as arms come to scoop you up and carry you to the large mirror hanging on the wall.

your face is already heating up at the sight— his hands digging into the skin of your thighs as he holds you up against the mirror, wide open and dripping slick directly onto his cock.

“well, what do you say?”

his dick is rubbing against your slit, cock dragging along your folds as you gasp at the stimulation. you know how mean he is, fully aware that he won’t stick his dick into you and leave you desperate and needy unless you ask for it nicely.

“please…please give me i-it!”

you choke out a moan as his thick cock buries itself in your cunt in one swift motion, before he’s immediately bouncing you up and down on it— not giving you any room to adjust to his size. “f..fuck,” you slur, slamming your eyes shut to relieve some of the overwhelming stimulation to your core. his cock is always so good, hitting all your spots with precision in each snap of his hips.

“open your eyes,” he grunts, slamming you down until you’ve taken every inch of him, balls pressed against your skin as you gasp at the fullness. he watches you as your eyes flutter back open, brimming with tears before suddenly widening at the sight of yourself.

“look at yourself closely. see that?”

and yeah, you can see why he didn’t believe your little stunt for a second. his throbbing cock is covered in your slick, dripping all the way down to his heavy balls, and he can feel your walls clench around him at the lewdness of it all. you can hardly believe the face you’re making is real, half lidded eyes bubbling with tears and little gasps escaping your swollen lips.

it looks like he’s completely ruined you, and he hasn’t even gotten started yet.

“get a good look. after all, that’s the dirty face you always make when you’re about to cum.”

— 𝐋𝐀𝐖. fingering, dumbification, hand fetish

law’s chin rests gently on your shoulder as he watches the way your aching cunt is still managing to clench so hard around his fingers, even after giving you your third orgasm.

he curls his digits against your spot again, letting your head fall back against his chest as your mouth hangs open at the overstimulation. “did you think i wouldn’t notice?” he asks, fingers sliding out of your folds before he’s running them up and down your slit, smearing your slick against your clit as you tremble in his hold.

“i know every single one of your reactions by now.”

his gaze shifts to you, lips tugging into a smirk as you tiredly stare at the hand touching your cunt right now. he knows how much you love his hands— always trying to hold them, or lay by him and trace the letters on each of his fingers. he knows you love the sight of them working at your cunt, pretty fingers covered in slick and flexing inside of you.

which is why he’s going to make you cum on them again and again, until you forget that you ever even tried fooling him like that.

two fingers dip back into your cunt, lazily pumping them in and out of you before he curls them perfectly against your spot again, causing you to squeal. “too..too much!” you slur, grasping onto his arms.

“stay still,” he grunts, fucking your cunt with his fingers, “i’m giving you what you need, you just need to lay here and take all of it.”

the flex of his forearm has your breath hitching in your throat, veins bulging out of his hand each time he curls his fingers against you. he’s hitting the same spot over and over again, and you gasp as your cunt squelches loudly with each movement, thighs squeezing around his hand until you’re finally gushing around his fingers, thighs shaking against his hand as you pant.

“i’m not done. again,” he says flatly, tilting your chin up to look at him.

his lips slot against yours to capture you in a breathless kiss, moving three fingers in and out of your dripping cunt. he loves you like this, still trying to hump against his fingers with your hips even when you’re too fucked out to talk.

he pulls away, trailing wet kisses down your neck as he quickens his pace. “i’ll take my fingers out of you,” he whispers against your neck, “only after you’ve forgotten about everything except the way my fingers feel inside of you.”

part 2 : zoro, sanji, luffy, marco, robin

part 3 : kid, killer, nami

#ace smut #one piece smut #law smut #one piece x reader #ace x reader #law x reader #law x you #trafalgar d law x reader #trafalgar law x reader #portgas ace x reader #mihawk x reader #mihawk x you #mihawk smut #op x reader #op smut #op ace #lucci x reader #lucci smut #⚓️ — ꒰ scribbles ꒱ #kxyyt twixtor #audio acquaintedxo tt

[4law]

𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊 + 𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐌

pairings : zoro, law x f!reader

info : nsfw / smut. 1,500 word count. minors & ageless blogs dni. reblogs appreciated! tw blood in header.

content : heavy size kinks, mild exhibitionism, dry humping, wall sex, creampie, table sex, kissing, check the individual tags

request : “would u be willing to do a drabble for zoro with a size kink and some light exhibitionism? 🥺🥺”

𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎 — size kink, sex on a table, strength kink? almost breaks a table, mild exhibitionism, dry humping, wall sex

there’s something about the way you struggle to take him that makes you so addicting to zoro. the initial spread of your walls, or how your hole tries its hardest to open up for his cock, only to find that it’ll be a hard stretch no matter what. zoro loves that— that no matter how much time he spends prepping you, he always has to push into your hole as carefully as he can to avoid completely breaking you.

the soft little moans escaping your lips bring him back to reality— you cutely bent over on the kitchen table as zoro rubs his cock against your ass. his eyes are fixated on the size difference alone, the globes of your ass hugging his thick length as he dry humps you. each movement of his hips is rough, pushing you up onto the tips of your toes— feet almost coming entirely off the floor from his roughness.

“z-zoro, everyone is asleep!”

his hands come to squeeze your ass, not missing the way your dripping cunt flutters against nothing. “doesn’t matter.”

he’s so big, thick cock dragging against your folds as you give your best efforts to keep yourself grounded. his broad chest is hovering just above your back, occasionally smacking against you from a particularly rougher thrust. the table itself is already creaking, rocking back and forth from zoro’s own thrusts— and he hasn’t even stuck his dick inside you yet.

“shit,” he curses under his breath, cock hot and heavy as he groans into your ear. “turn around, i needa be inside you.”

his strong arms wrap around you, laying you gently onto the table as his hands cage you in, your own thighs open and ready to take him as he hovers over you. “you think you’re ready?”

his voice is low, cock hungry to bury itself inside of you as he rubs his tip down your folds, length still glistening in your arousal. no matter how many times you take zoro, you can’t seem to get used to how thick his cock is— how big it looks in comparison to your little hole. it’s always a mystery to how he can get fully inside, bury his cock so deep inside you until his balls smack against the skin underneath your hole.

you mumble a please, and his grin spreads wide when he starts to push in, the head spreading your walls open as your eyes flutter shut, holding yourself as wide open as you possibly can to make room for him. “there you go,” he sighs, head tilting back as his jaw drops from the tightness of your cunt.

he’s so addictive, and not just the size of the dick inside your cunt, all of him is big. the huge arms on either side of your head, the muscles of his defined delts and chest flexing every so often, and his entire frame looming over yours with ease.

“more— move please,” you whisper, wanting nothing else but zoro to ruin you.

“if you say so,” he grins, starting a rough pace as the table immediately starts swaying loudly from the movement, “but you better hold tight.”

and you do, arms wrapping around his neck as you cling onto him, feeling him even deeper inside you. you think he’s reaching your tummy with each thrust, cock hitting the deepest parts of your cunt— and he doesn’t hold back, hips roughly smacking against you as he buries his cock inside. “yeah, you can always take all of me, can’t you?” he sighs, watching the way your cunt helplessly flutters around his length.

there’s an air of desperation in the way he fucks you tonight, thrusts not slowing down in the slightest as he leans down to kiss your neck. he only seems to be getting rougher, cock pounding into you, and you feel as if you’re being crushed by his weight.

naturally, it takes you a few seconds to process the deafening crack below you— zoro hovering above you with wide eyes as the two of you realized that the table cracked down the middle from his sheer strength.

“z-zoro! the…..table,” you fumble, gasping when he picks you up off the table that’s on the verge of splitting in two. despite the obvious risk of the two of you getting caught in such a position, he doesn’t seem to pay much attention, if any, to the cracked piece of wood.

“fuck, my bad,” he responds flatly, “couldn’t hold back. cook’ll fix it later or something.”

the words roll off his tongue without a single hint of remorse, hands focused on gripping your thighs to bring you against a wall, his cock never leaving your pretty walls as he resumes his pace.

at this new angle, zoro can reach impossibly deeper inside you, making you whine and grasp onto his large shoulders. “w-wait— what if someone comes?” you sob, biting your lip to hold back the noises slipping from you from the fullness.

“they won’t,” he hushes, “but you better keep it down! you’re moaning too loud—”

“c-can’t,” you whine, burying your face into his neck. “it’s deeper than before!”

his teeth are clenched, unable to stop himself even if someone does come. he grunts out your name, capturing you in a breathless kiss as soon as you look up at him.

his tongue prods at your own, sloppily kissing you through groans in a futile attempt to muffle your moans. he’s eating up every moan that spills from your mouth, pushing you harder against the wall to keep you still for him, snapping his hips against yours over and over.

he only pulls away to press his forehead to yours, body flush against your own as he clenches his jaw, the pump of his hips getting sloppier as he approaches his high.

“fuck—gonna fill you up,” he groans loudly into your ear. “you’re gonna cum with me, aren’t you? you better.”

and you do, nails digging deep into his back as he lets out a deep groan, bordering a growl as his hips stutter into yours, his cock squirting thick ropes of cum into your cunt as you’re held open for him to take every drop of it.

your eyes widen at the fullness. you didn’t think you could feel any fuller— but his cock is so thick, so thick that none of his cum can even spill out of your cunt.

zoro’s fingers are tight around your thighs, holding you still as he pants into your shoulder. “you can go once more, right?”

“don’t care if that stupid cook comes anymore. i’m only taking care of what’s mine.”

𝐋𝐀𝐖 — mild exhibitionism, he licks ur fingers, briefly dry humping, caught masturbating

“did you think you wouldn’t get caught?” he asks in a low voice, hand wrapping around your wrist to bring your dripping fingers to his face. “i told you to come to me when you want this.”

your cheeks heat up further at the embarrassment of being caught knuckles deep in your cunt in front of your captain, only days after he specifically told you to come to him instead.

his chest presses against your back, your own eyes fixated on the arms wrapped around your body, pretty hands running up and down your sides as you tremble at his touch. “don’t move,” he commands, motioning at your fingers still inside yourself. “i’m s-sorry, law..” you murmur, head turning to pout at your captain.

there’s an audible click of his tongue before he breaks eye contact. “you think you can just do as you like, touching yourself without coming to me. what if someone else caught you?”

his tattooed hand wraps around your wrist, pulling your hand out with a lewd squelch. “i shouldn’t have left you alone.”

“law, i need help,” you whine, innocent eyes locking with his. no matter how much he tries to be upset with you, he can’t help it when you ask for his help so nicely. “don’t look at me like that,” he grumbles, bringing your dripping fingers to his mouth to slowly lick up the length of each finger you stuffed inside yourself.

he grins when your eyes widen at the sight of him sucking on your fingers, warmth flooding your cheeks in an instant. “y-you don’t need to do that!” you protest, but he doesn’t stop.

his hand is big, enveloping yours as he gently licks up every ounce of arousal on your hand. “i’m taking care of you now.”

he pulls you onto his lap, your dripping cunt resting on his clothed dick as you gasp at the imprint of it. through his pants— you can feel it, the outline of his cock, nudging at your hole.

“we should move— shouldn’t we?” you ask, your walls fluttering around nothing at the warmth throbbing against your cunt, which doesn’t go unnoticed by law. “you didn’t seem to mind touching yourself in a place where anyone could see,” he responds, “so don’t whine.”

“i’m taking you right here. it’s in your best interest to stay quiet— unless you want the others to hear you crying that it’s too big.”

#zoro smut #law smut #one piece smut #zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law smut #one piece x reader #roronoa zoro smut #trafalgar d law x reader #law x you #zoro x you #zoro roronoa x you #⚓️ — ꒰ scribbles ꒱ #twixtor from ringwitdahoodie on ig #audio from vhackerxeditz tt #twixtor from anime_blur_twixtor #⭒ ݁ . 𓂃 🦢 — ꒰ completed ! ꒱

[4law]

❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐌. ❞

pairings : kid, killer, nami x f!reader

content : fem!sub!reader, size kink, wall sex, fingering, use of toys, overstimulation, mild strength kink, very subtle cock worship because kid & killer are big

info & filled requests : smut. 1.3K words. minors & ageless blogs do not interact! reqs completed : one & two. sorry for the long wait :���) reblogs greatly appreciated!!

— 𝐊𝐈𝐃. strength kink, wall sex, most subtle cock worship, he likes being called captain

“hey,” kid growls, cock stilling inside your cunt. “the hell did you just do?”

it wasn’t the same as usual. you usually clench harder than that, so hard that it’s almost impossible for him to move his hips against yours. it never fails to rip out the most guttural groan from him, but this time . . it didn’t.

kid’s hands slam down on both sides of your head, wide chest hovering just above yours as he glares daggers into your eyes. despite your situation, you can’t help but think he’s pretty like this— muscles slicked with sweat, jaw clenched as he starts to slowly thrust in and out of your tight hole again.

“hey— you. you gonna answer your captain? what was that?” he seethes.

“i just….um..!”

“…you actually faked it?”

he’s in disbelief, staring into you for a few seconds before he clicks his tongue loudly, arms coming to wrap around you and pick you up, sinking you back down onto his thickness. you yelp loudly at the way his cock practically splits you in half like this.

kid feels so much bigger in this position, and he knows it— large hands cupping your ass to bounce you up and down his length. he thinks he should take you like this more often, especially with the way he can feel his tip prodding at your cervix when he’s bottomed out. you’re so much louder too, whining that he’s suddenly “too deep!”

“i should just fuck you the way i want if that’s how you’re gonna repay me,” he snarls, audible slaps echoing throughout the room from the way he’s bouncing you even harder against his hips. “did you think i wouldn’t be able to tell?”

his lips tug into a snarky smirk when you desperately grasp onto him to avoid falling, latching yourself to him like a koala as he fucks you with pure strength, thick cock spreading your walls open as your slick drips down his balls.

“what?” he gestures to the way you’re moaning against his chest, “you like my dick now?”

“i’ve always..liked it,” you quietly murmur against his chest, not sure if you want your captain to hear such a compliment.

“yeah? that right?”

your back is suddenly pressed against the wall, kid grinning widely when you gasp and wrap both your legs and arms around his body. he thinks you’re cute like this, whining that it’s too much for you while pulling him even deeper inside.

“if you like it so much,” he coos, “then why don’t you take all of it?”

kid slams his hips up into yours, dick ramming against your cervix roughly. your mouth falls open, a loud yelp ripped from you as your nails dig deeply into his back. “shit— that enough for you?” he grunts deeply, “gonna cum for real now?”

you nod, as best as you can with the way he picks up a fast pace, your body rocking up and down with the way he’s using the wall as leverage to bury his dick in you— his balls slapping loudly against your cunt.

“c-captain!” you gasp, raking your nails across the muscles of his back.

he pushes you closer against the wall, giving you no room to squirm. he’s the one you’re grasping onto, and it’s his dick that’s buried deep inside you. kid groans loud and deep, louder than he has all night.

“fuck,” he pants, “you don’t know what the hell you just started by calling me that.”

— 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑. size kink, use of toys, most subtle cock worship, “my love”

killer pulls you into his lap, fingers angling your head up to face him. “feeling okay, my love?”

you nod, trembling under his touch with how desperate you are for him. “cum once around the toy viciously vibrating inside your cunt and he’ll reward you with his cock”. . but you can’t.

after being accustomed to the sheer size of his, you can’t finish with anything else. not the toy, not your fingers. you only need him. and to admit that would be . . too embarrassing for you.

which is why you faked it, answering his simple question, “did you cum?” with a shy and slow nod. what you didn’t consider is the fact that he’d check, hand dipping down to lightly touch the toy buried inside you before trailing his fingers up and down your folds.

you yelp when he suddenly pushes against the toy with an amused hum, making you grasp onto his chest tightly. “you didn’t,” he says flatly, “you can’t lie to me.”

a cute pout forms across your lips, eyes peering into his with your best attempts at coaxing him into letting your little lie go. “i can’t finish!” you stammer, fists balling against his front. “i can only cum,” your voice drops down to a mere whisper, “can only cum if it’s you.”

killer stiffens, sucking in a breath. you’re so fucking cute— he’s never felt anything quite like this. the way your body is seated on his lap, fists balled up and face hiding behind his wide chest, whispering that he’s the only one who can make you finish— it’s enough to make his cock throb harder. he wants you.

“is that so?”

you nod, pretty eyes finally able to sneak a glance at him. killer thinks he’s lucky that he kept his mask on, unable to hide the wide grin spreading across his face. “i have no other choice but to take care of you then, do i?”

— 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈. fingering

nami’s fingers move against your cunt, pretty fingers curling deep inside your walls as she captures you a hungry kiss. her cheeks are tinted pink, pulling away for air with half lidded eyes before trailing breathy kisses along your jawline.

“we don’t have much time,” she sighs against the skin, “luffy could come back at any time.”

what she didn’t expect you to do was fake an orgasm, eyes slamming shut as you try to replicate your habits. it doesn’t work. nami’s fingers still inside of you, eyes narrowing suspiciously. “hey,” she gently slaps your cunt, not missing the way you don’t jolt like usual.

“did you lie to me?”

your lips tug into a nervous pout, eyes scanning the room. “i-i thought i should hurry, just in case . . ”

nami slowly hums in response, a bit too quiet for your liking. her fingertips trail up and down your folds, your slick coating her fingers.

“this’ll do.”

you gasp loudly when she starts rubbing at your clit frantically, slick allowing her to rub so quickly against you that you can barely even keep your legs open, orgasm approaching fast. “w-wait! what if luffy—“

“i don’t care,” she responds flatly, “i want you to cum.”

“look,” she nods towards your dripping cunt, eyeing the way your thighs slam shut around her hand. “don’t you want it too? you don’t have to lie to me.”

“i do! but…” you trail off when she presses against your pearl harder, rubbing so roughly that your thighs begin shaking. “..but..!”

she lets you grasp onto her arm as your head falls back, back subconsciously leaning further into her tits. they’re sensitive, too sensitive for you to put your whole weight against, and she can’t help the choked moan that slips from her lips.

“shit,” she says breathlessly, “no buts. i’ll make him pay if he sees us.”

you’re too close to even respond, eyes slamming shut as her pace quickens, her hand sloppily rubbing back and forth against your clit as you reach the edge.

“cum,” she lewdly whispers into your ear, tongue slowly licking a stripe up the skin as your eyes widen. you can’t help but listen to her commands, walls clenching tightly around her fingers as you finally fall over the edge, mouth falling open from your high. she doesn’t stop, fingers moving against you until your body starts jolting from her touches— just the way she likes.

“looks like we still have time,” she coos, “again?”

part 1 : ace, mihawk, law, lucci

part 2 : luffy, marco, robin, sanji, zoro

#one piece smut #one piece x reader #op smut #op x reader #eustass kid x reader #kid x reader #killer x reader #nami x reader #eustass kid smut #killer smut #nami smut #eustass x reader #op x you #nami x you #eustass kid x you #killer x you #op killer smut #⭒ ݁ . 𓂃 🦢 — ꒰ completed ! ꒱ #⚓️ — ꒰ scribbles ꒱ #musstq twixtor #songsonspeed audio #don’t say anything about the header

[4law]

❝ 𝐍𝐎𝐓! 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 ❞ — bakugo x gn!reader ˖ ☁︎ ｡

info : fluff. 1,300 word count. reblogs appreciated!

notes : for the “it couldn’t have gone worse” collab hosted by @luvbub! i’m late but congrats on ur blog anniversary (: & i moved blogs: old url was killruby!

summary : bakugo’s struggle to fight off his nervousness results in the two of you getting lost in the middle of the city. + first kisses & hand holding

bakugo katsuki wears his heart on his sleeves.

it’s not a surprise to anyone who knows him. especially his friends, who watched bakugo freeze up the first time he laid eyes on you with their knowing little smirks. it’s been months since then, months of “bakugo, you like them dude” and “you really gotta do something about this!” before he finally accepted his fate.

but even then, he can’t shake it off. even after you’ve accepted to go on a date with him, flashing him that cute smile he’s grown to love so much, he can’t shake off those damn butterflies. when he first asked kirishima about it, he kindly told him he should man up and ask you out. and he did. so why are the butterflies fluttering more wildly than usual?

bakugo is smart, well aware that he wouldn’t have a single chance at hiding the troublesome blush that was guaranteed to erupt across his cheeks as soon as you took his hand in yours, but he never once thought that it would be this bad.

“katsu…i think we’re lost.”

it takes him a few moments to process your words, brain preoccupied with crude curses and the many failed attempts to rid the deep blush currently dusting the apples of his cheeks.

“…huh?”

his eyes swiftly flicker to yours, heart sinking straight into his stomach when he sees that you’re already looking at him, adorable doe eyes staring into his with confusion. “yeah,” you respond calmly, “do you know where we are?”

with a sudden jerk of his head, he’s looking around, sharp eyes frantically observing the foreign area around him. “what the fuck..” he grumbles, “we’re on the other side of the city!”

he stiffens when you laugh a bit, bringing the back of your hand up to cover the small smile tugging at your lips. “i’m not that good with directions. that’s why i’ve been tryna tell you, katsu.”

you’ve been talking to him that whole time?

the genuine look of confusion on his face is cute at the very least. you can practically see the gears turning in his head as he takes in the current situation, the sweaty hand clasped around your own momentarily forgotten about.

“it can’t be helped,” you interrupt his train of thought, “let’s go to that park across the street!”

he grumbles to himself as you lead him across the road, an angry bakugo slowly trailing behind you while his lips tug into a subtle pout. this wasn’t his plan for today. his mind flashes to the many nights he spent planning this, even learning about your favorite treats in hopes of taking you to eat them today— but he can’t.

“why’re you pouting like a baby?” you tease.

his usual scowl returns almost too fast. you squeeze your hand around his reassuringly, apologizing when a soft chuckle slips out. “i’m fine anywhere if it’s with you.”

“don’t be stupid!” he snarls, cheeks flushing red at the comment.

“well, we can sit here,” you say, ignoring his last statement. there’s a small bench at the entrance of the park that you gesture to, a cute red one that sits beneath a number of trees.

his eyebrows furrow in thought when you suddenly sit on the opposite side of the bench. why’re you so fucking far? do you not want to be close to him?

he rethinks the events of today, mind flipping through each second of the date to figure out the reason. was it because his hands were so damn sweaty? or maybe he was too focused on fighting his demons to navigate correctly? are you…mad?

he inhales sharply. “why are you sitting so fucking far?”

there’s a slow and content hum from you in response, eyes fixated on the pretty tree above the two of you. “…i think you might explode if you get any redder today.”

“huh?” he growls, seemingly offended at your comment as his eyes glare daggers into you. it couldn’t have been that noticeable, he thinks. with the sheer amount of heat that’s been rushing to his head for the past hour or so, he thought he was able to hide at least some of it.

there’s an exaggerated huff from beside you. “‘m not blushing.”

when you choose not to respond, his glare only deepens, angrily scooting closer to you until your thighs touch. “hey. i’m not blushing.”

“you are,” your voice is teasing as you reach to cup his cheek with a hand. his eyes widen when you place a quick kiss against his jaw, only able to choke out a strangled noise of surprise from the way he’s frozen in place.

“see?”

you smile at him, admiring the dusting of red that’s spread all the way to the tips of his ears as he looks at you with lips pressed into a nervous tight line, eyes open with shock. “not—“ he pauses at the unfamiliar sound of his own voice, “not fucking blushing..!”

“are you sure?”

“course i am!”

“then it’s your turn.” you gesture to your cheek, turning to the side to lean closer to his face. “ah, unless you’re nervous, that is.”

your eyes flutter shut with a smile when his glare returns, letting him have his moment and return your kiss. there’s a few seconds of silence, followed by no movement. “katsu?”

“…you gonna do it?”

you wait a little longer— maybe you pushed him too far, after all. with a light sigh, you open your eyes and turn to face him, only to be met with lips roughly smashing into yours.

his eyes immediately shoot open, a shocked “mmph!” muffled by your lips before he violently pulls back, hand slamming against the bottom half of his face as he stares in horror. “dumba—” he freezes in his tracks, “..you fucking klutz!”

he looks all over you, eyes scurrying over every part of your face, looking for any sign of distaste for the way he just accidentally stole a kiss from you. but…nothing? no frown, no tears, no telling him to go to hell? he can barely tell with the way his brain is short circuiting. maybe he’s spent too much time around denki.

your pretty lips are curled in a small smile, looking into him with pure adoration. you think his vision may be clouded with stars from how dizzy he looks— but it’s cute nevertheless.

“yeah…like that,” you nod, eyes peering at his through your lashes. “again?”

his breath hitches in his throat. is this really okay? it had to be since you were asking him for another, weren’t you?

fine, he thinks. no matter. bakugo was never one to back down from a challenge, after all.

“close your damn eyes,” he growls, eyebrows furrowed as he hesitantly leans in.

your eyes gently shut, and katsuki’s lips meet yours once again, eyelids tightly squeezed as he focuses on being gentle, slowly melting into the kiss. he thinks it’s a good thing that you can’t see him now, thankful you’re missing the nervous flutter of his lashes and the bright red flushed across his face for the umpteenth time that day.

you smile into his lips. of course you won’t tell him, but you can feel it. from the wild thumping of his heart against his ribcage to the way his fingers tremble when he gently cups your cheek through a sharp inhale— you can only imagine what he’d look like if you took a peek.

but maybe it’s better to let him think he has his way once in a while.

#bakugo x reader #it couldn’t have gone worse collab #bakugo fluff #bakugo x you #bakugo katsuki x reader #mha x reader #mha fluff #bnha x reader #bnha fluff #bakugo imagine #my hero academia fluff #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia x you #⚓️ — ꒰ scribbles ꒱

[4law]

❝ 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓. ❞

pairings : dabi, shigaraki x reader

info : sfw & fluff. 1K word count.

summary : dabi and shigaraki aren’t exactly notorious for being soft, but they’ll try if it’s for you.

— 𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈 ⚓️

“do you think i’m good enough?”

the question left your lips weakly, your eyes brimming with tears as you bite your lips in frustration. he sighs, brows furrowing slightly as he pulls you into a warm embrace. “doll..” he murmurs, leaning back against the bar’s table with your head delicately resting on his chest. the lack of reassurance causes you to shift your head to the side, trying to mask your embarrassment for asking a villain of all people such a question.

he cups your face with a scarred hand, bringing it back up to meet your lips with his. it’s a soft kiss, lips moving sweetly against his as his hand pushes you closer to him. your cheeks are burning as he pulls away, breath still fanning your lips as you try and look into his eyes for an answer.

“dabi?” you ask, tilting your head to get a better look.

he pulls you flush against his body before you can lock eyes, resting his head on your shoulder as you hesitantly lean back into him. that’s when you notice it— the rapid thumping of his heart against his chest, and his erratic breaths— he’s nervous.

after all, dabi was never one to get close to others. he never wanted to get close to you in the first place, but found his walls crumbling down every time you greeted him with a huge smile across your face. especially when you’re vulnerable like this, coming to him instead of anyone else for comfort— he can’t help but do his best for you. he knows that his attempts at reassurance are awful at best, but he still wants to try anyways. try for you.

dabi is holding you tight against him, warmth radiating from his body as his head rests on your shoulder. he’s gently tucking a stray bit of hair behind your ear as he turns his head towards you, mumbling into your neck.

“you’re overthinking it, doll.”

that’s all you need to regain the confidence to tighten your embrace around his middle, burying your face further into his warm chest as he begins trailing light kisses down your neck.

the answer was simple from the start. as mysterious as he is, dabi isn’t a man who would spend his free time embracing someone gently like this if he didn’t love her dearly.

“i love you.” you mumble against his front with a small smile. he doesn’t say anything, but it’s not like he needs to. not when his heart has started thumping this loudly against his chest again.

— 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈 ⚓️

“they killed the nomu already.”

shigaraki scoffs a bit, sneaking a glance at your trembling figure before starting his game. your head is buried in his back, arms wrapped tightly around him as you listen to the deafening game audio. the image of the rampant nomu running towards you with uncontrollable bloodlust fills your mind immediately— and you can feel the sweat forming on your palms, heart racing as you press yourself up closer against shigaraki for safety.

you felt pathetic, really. the league of villains have been using nomus for months now, but only the one under your watch went rampant and tried to attack you. sure, it wasn’t exactly your fault, but you felt weaker than the other members who had rushed to save you before you could be harmed.

“shigaraki?”

when there’s no audible response, you decide to continue. “i feel so weak. i can’t fight like the others do…” you mumble against his back.

he’s still quiet, but switches off his game, leaving the two of you in complete darkness.

“shigaraki?” you ask again, nervously tightening your embrace around his stomach.

“shut your mouth.”

it’s a harsh statement, but still a confirmation that he was listening to you, so you continue anyways— going on and on about how you want to help out like everyone else does. “sometimes i feel like i’m not strong enough to be with you—”

“i said shut up.”

before you realize it, you’re roughly flipped onto your back, tomura’s figure looming over yours as you innocently look up at him.

you don’t even have a chance to question him before his lips are on yours, capturing your lips in a sensual kiss as your arms shyly move to wrap around his neck.

shigaraki doesn’t know when your feelings started mattering to him. he definitely didn’t feel this way for you when you first joined the league, promising him with a smile that you’d work hard for him. you were just…gullible. stupid. and so optimistic.

you were just another piece he could use to further approach his goals. he doesn’t know exactly when this started to change, but he’s confident that when he saw a nomu hovering over you like that, and the sickening view of you trembling in fear, the only thing that mattered to him was turning that thing into ashes.

shigaraki pulls away slightly, trailing wet kisses down the center of your neck. “don’t say another word,” he grumbles.

his arms wrap around your waist protectively, pulling you against him as he presses another kiss on your chest. “do i have to shut u up like this for you to listen to orders?”

“so dumb…i don’t care— if you’re weak or not.”

he’s sure about it now. he wants you to stay by his side forever, clinging onto him just like this. shigaraki would have no problem killing every day if it meant that he would be rewarded with such a gentle embrace.

#mha fluff #dabi fluff #shigaraki fluff #dabi x reader #shigaraki x reader #dabi x you #shigaraki imagine #dabi imagine #touya x reader #touya fluff #mha x reader #⚓️ — ꒰ scribbles ꒱ #my hero academia fluff

[4law]

𝟏𝟗𝟏𝟔-𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐃𝐈𝐌𝐄 — trafalgar law x gn!reader

idea after seeing this post // 500 words

sfw + fluff. wrote on a whim / unedited!

“why are we cleaning coins?”

you sigh, fingers cramping up from the way you have to hold up each individual coin to your eyes, inspecting closely before rubbing at each side until they’re shiny— sparkling without a speck of dirt left between the ridges. it was a tedious task, sure, but nothing you couldn’t do for your (maybe a little odd) coin-collecting captain.

“don’t be ridiculous,” law retorts, voice fully serious as he throws away a wipe. “these are important.”

his hands are covered in fitted latex gloves, to which he explained earlier that “he didn’t want dirty fingerprints covering the design.” either way, the task is grueling— it feels like you’ve both been here for the entirety of the day.

“if you say so,” your voice trails into a gasp as your fingers slip, muttering curses under your breath as the coin falls to the floor. “so do you have a favorite coin?”

there’s a hum of thought from law, ignoring the way you’ve fallen onto your knees to search for his stupid coin. “this one is the 1943 lincoln steel cent,” he notes, fingers swiftly bringing the coin to your face as you jolt backwards in surprise. “it was made to save copper during world war two.”

“ahh,” you muse, “a steel coin. so that one’s your favorite?”

“i never said that one was my favorite.”

“then which one—”

“this is the 1916-D mercury dime,” he interrupts, bringing the coin too close to your face again. your lips part open in a small o, eyeing the peculiar look of it. “so that one is your favor—”

“it’s rarer than my 1909-S VDB lincoln cent.”

he picks up the next coin before you can respond, the very subtle glint in his eyes sparkling as he takes a peek at the design. it’s cute to see him so happy— to see your typically guarded captain completely nerding out. “this one is called the 1796 draped bust quarter.”

cute or not, it’s a lot of lecture. not quite fitting for a pirate like yourself.

“captain….” you whine, laying your head on his lap in defeat. “too much.”

your arms wrap absentmindedly around his waist, sad eyes trailing to the pile of coins you both still had to clean. why does it feel like it’s been at the same size for hours now? and also, why is no one else helping? the pile would be gone if law let everyone else help. maybe he only trusts you with his coin cleaning chores.

law ignores your complaints, free hand patting your head before he goes on and on about his quarter (despite your desperate sighs and pleas for it to end). “…so that’s your favorite?”

“no.”

“law!”

he holds up another coin, lips curled in an amused smile at the the way your face falls at the thought of another lecture.

“don’t zone out, y/n-ya. these are important.”

#trafalgar law x reader #law x reader #law fluff #trafalgar law fluff #law x you #one piece x reader #one piece fluff #op x reader #op fluff #⚓️ — ꒰ scribbles ꒱ #so i wrote this in 15 minutes

[4law]

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. bellamy x f!reader

summary : facing his long time crush after being hit with an aphrodisiac is the last thing bellamy wanted.

content : smut, aphrodisiacs, fellatio, tw dubcon (to consensual), teasing, confessing feelings !

info : 800 word count. minors/ageless blogs do not interact. reblogs appreciated! <3 one filled request.

“let me help you, okay?”

bellamy glares daggers at you when your hand slowly approaches the bulge in his pants, mind quickly flipping through every image he can think of that won’t make him harder than he already is.

“i don’t need your help,” he grunts loudly, head falling back with a loud gasp when your hand finally touches his length. never in his life has he felt this needy before, the heat formerly pooling at his stomach now starting to erupt to his head and chest. on top of that, he can vividly feel each throb of his cock, painfully aware of the troublesome hand resting on it with the way his senses have been heightened. “you need to,” his voice is strained, “..stay the hell away from me.”

you choose to ignore his demands, palm rubbing up and down his cock slowly. with the way your tits are pressed against his quad, head resting atop his leg as you look up at him with an innocent smile, he thinks he’ll break. “no,” you coo, “i’m here to help my favorite pirate.”

you apply a bit of pressure to his bulge, amused with the way he practically jolts at the feeling. he doesn’t remember being this way around you, the typically gentle butterflies now fluttering wildly in his stomach, and for him to be so damn sensitive to your touch— it must be that fucking aphrodisiac.

“y-you!” he growls when your fingers move to unzip his pants, painfully hard cock springing upright in an instant. it smacks against your cheek in the process, a low groan escaping his lips at the stimulation. “you know i—”

“i?” you repeat with a smile, wrapping your fingers around his cock to pump the length slowly. his chest heaves up and down, legs practically shaking from such a simple touch. “i..” he grunts, interrupted by a sharp gasp when you pick up the pace.

he can’t help the way his face contorts with pleasure, glaring at you as best as he can— only to see you press a kiss to his tip. “i love you, bellamy,” you coo softly.

his breath hitches in his throat. “—love me?”

“mhm, love you,” your whispers trails off into a giggle when his hips subconsciously jerk forward into your hands. “so let me help you, okay?”

“..don’t want to hurt you,” he mutters, barely able to keep his eyes on you. whether bellamy wants to kill the person who used this power on him or thank them on his knees is still unclear to him, but the one thing he’s sure about is that the feeling of your lips on his dick is something straight out of another world.

you hum in response, slowly dragging the flat of your tongue up his length, gaze locked on the way his face contorts into pleasure, his breaths heavy and ragged. “you won’t hurt me,” your words come out slurred from the way your tongue circles the tip, “you can take me however you’d like.”

“any way i want?”

“any way you want.”

he’s a mess— he loves you. in fact, his heart swells at the thought that you’ve returned his feelings. at the same time, however, his mind is filled with a very different image of you, now thinking about how badly he wants to stuff your cunt with his cock— see how deep he can get, see the fucked out face you’ll make for him when you finally learn just how long the effects will last for.

you’re in for a long night, and you have no idea.

his hands come to roughly pull you off of him, the trail of saliva connecting your lips to his cock breaking before he’s already pinning you onto the floor, heavy panting now directly above you as bellamy’s large body looms over yours.

“i won’t be able to stop myself, you idiot,” he groans, cock rubbing desperately against the inside of your thigh. “gonna accidentally break you—”

“it’s okay,” you interrupt, wrapping your arms around his neck so you can pull him down to meet you. “i wasn’t planning on letting you stop.”

he swallows a gulp, eyes scanning over yours to find any trace of hesitation, but there’s none. “fine.”

“‘m not holding back,” he growls, “you’re mine now.”

#one piece smut #op smut #one piece x reader #op x reader #bellamy x reader #bellamy the hyena smut #bellamy smut #bellamy the hyena x reader #⭒ ݁ . 𓂃 🦢 — ꒰ completed ! ꒱ #⚓️ — ꒰ scribbles ꒱ #tw dubcon #tw aphrodisiacs

[4law]

❝ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐒 ! ❞ killer x gn!reader

info : sfw. 1,200 word count.

commission : reader who’s typically chill but scary when they’re angry! thank u for sending this in (:

killer finds himself playing the ‘mediator’ roll quite often.

whether it’s forming an alliance or splitting the (very frequent) bickering between you and your captain, he’s used to it. and if he was going to be honest, he can’t say that he hates it. killer likes the side of you that’s a little bolder, likes to see you speak your mind. the way you’re able to argue with anyone without a single trace of fear is one of killer’s favorite things about you.

it took him a while to notice it at first. you seemed so sweet, like someone he needed to protect…and always he wondered how were you a pirate with that carefree attitude. that’s why he was so stunned when he saw it for the first time, the cold glare of your eyes, or the way your eyebrows subtly raise at a snarky comment.

at the very least, he doesn’t think you need to be protected anymore.

“are you sure we should be out right now?”

his attention shifts back to you, humming slowly. it’s true that he had just told everyone earlier to stay undercover…but is there any point in doing so anymore? just minutes ago, their captain knocked out the navy soldiers watching the main entrance to the island after all.

no harm in getting a lunch before setting sail, he thinks. “no, it should be fine. we can head back after we eat.”

killer’s gaze flickers over the group of men sitting just behind you, eyes narrowing at the way they’re clearly looking for trouble. their feet are lazily rested atop the table, traces of dirt smeared across the wood and trash littering the area around them— and to top it off, they’re loud.

they look like the exact kind of people he doesn’t want around you. killer finds himself mumbling a prayer to no one in particular, wishing to himself that they’ll go along with their day and not disturb you. not because he’s scared for you. rather, he’s scared for them.

the time spent waiting for your meals is relaxing at the very least. he watches the way your eyes gleam when he begins to braid the paper straw wrappers, fingers folding and pulling too fast for you to keep up. “that’s so cool,” you mumble, cheek rested on the table to watch him closely. “you can keep it,” he says through a masked grin, gently setting the paper in front of your face. “i can?”

“yeah, you can. you can show kid too.”

his lips curl into a soft smile underneath his mask. you’re so cute like this, intently eyeing the braid and reaching to replicate it— just to start struggling on the first fold. “huh? that’s odd…”

“you fold this under here,” he says, big hands wrapping around your own to guide you. “it’s easy, isn’t it?”

“yeah, that’s pretty!”

you go for attempt number two, fingers back on the paper to meticulously twist and fold the papers the way killer did. “this is harder than it looks…”

so he helps you again. the two of you spent more time like this until he’s done teaching you, smiling when you hold up your messily braided wrapper to him. “good job,” he muses, slipping your work into his pocket so he can show kid your efforts once the two of you return to the ship.

a particularly loud burst of laughter echoes behind you, startling you in your seat. it’s already obnoxious, the men roughly slamming their fists onto the table as they curl over their chairs. “they’re energetic,” killer says in a low whisper.

“i hope they’re not like that the entire time,” you grumble under your breath. killer can’t help but hope so too. as if the world wants to spite him, a louder wave of laughter erupts, their arms swinging wildly and accidentally knowing a few chairs a little too close to you.

“they’re so annoying,” you grumble, “it’s pissing me off now.”

he can practically feel his nervous sweat forming on his forehead. “ah, now now,” he coos, hands coming up to calm you down.

killer’s mind flashes through the words he spoke earlier: “me and y/n are heading out. we won’t attract trouble, so wait for us a bit.” if you were to get angry here, you would definitely attract trouble. not that killer minds, of course, but the timing isn’t good. the navy could be here at any moment, and—

the sound of a splash followed by the deafening shatter of glass startles him. his eyes shoot up to you, heart sinking into his stomach when you sees your lips curled in disgust as you watch the icky soda seep into your shoe. your brand new shoes. the ones killer bought you, to be exact.

you stand up in one swift movement, hands slamming hard against the table as the laughter suddenly pauses. one by one, they turn to look at you, not reacting until one of them finally catches a glimpse of what they just did. “my bad,” one of them chuckles, “didn’t mean to spill it like that..”

killer stands up just as quickly when he sees you narrow your eyes, mouth opening to retort. with this position, they get a look of how big he is— muscles bulging through his shirt as he sighs deeply. they recognize him immediately— he’s one of those kid pirates. “oh dear,” he muses, “you’ve gone and made them mad.”

the way they tremble in their seat doesn’t go unnoticed to killer. ruined shoe or not, his mind was focused on one thing— to get you back to the ship without attracting the navy. he wraps an arm around your shoulder, whispering a “i’ll make it up,” before guiding you out.

“wait, killer!”

“no. we can’t cause trouble, remember?”

you huff, angrily swinging the door open, only to be greeted by a line of curious civilians on each side of the streets. “what the hell,” you grumble, “there’s a whole crowd.”

a crowd? killer looks around to see that there is in fact, a crowd. a big one at that. when did they all get here? and now that he gets a better look…their eyes are all on you. that’s not good.

“they’re watching you, y/n.”

you huff loudly, letting killer pull you closer to him as the two of you walk back. because after all, even if you don’t need it, he can’t help but want to keep you safe. “they’re all looking at you,” your voice is a low whisper, “cuz all your gear is scary maybe.”

“no, he retorts, "you’re scarier to them right now.”

"huh? me?”

“yes, you.”

“i don’t think so.”

“i do.”

the lighthearted bicker continues, leaving you completely unaware of the civilians who had grabbed their transponder snails to contact the navy as soon as they caught sight of two infamous pirates.

“yes! there are two fearsome members of the kid pirates running rampant on the east side of the city,” one of them whispered— perhaps a little too loud, because killer hears it well. fearsome?

there goes your attempts at staying undercover, he thinks. but did the two of you really even try in the first place?

#killer x reader #one piece x reader #one piece fluff #killer x you #op x reader #op x you #one piece x you #op fluff #op killer x reader #op killer x you #⚓️ — ꒰ scribbles ꒱