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aimbutmiss · 1 month

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The day started like any other normal day. And it was, to Mihawk at least.

Yes, it was his birthday, but he never really cared for the occasion. Was he grateful for the life he was given? Of course he was. But he never saw the point in celebrating. He remembered the day when Shanks had showed up out of nowhere, ten years or so ago. He was overjoyed to see the man, hands itching to reach for Yoru, but the man stopped him with a whine.

"Nooooo, I come in peace! We can't fight, not today of all days!"

He held up the bottle in his hand with a bright smile. "We're gonna party until the sun goes down and comes back up!"

A frown pulled down on Mihawk's face, who was not quite understanding the situation. "What are you talking about?"

Shanks' smile quickly dropped too. "Don't tell me you forgot your own birthday."

Ah, right. So that's what this was about. The man had told him his date of birth some time ago, and in his surprise and perhaps slight tipsiness, he had admitted that they shared the same birthday. In hindsight, he should have known the red head would pull something like this. It was definitely in character. He sighed in frustration.

"I'm not quite the type to celebrate. You know I don't like to party like you folk."

"That's nonsense!" Shanks walked up to him and slapped a hand on his back, strong enough to send a normal man flying. But of course, Mihawk didn't move an inch. "Parties are like, the best part of being a pirate! And even if I respect your mysterious and lonely guy schtick, it's your damn birthday! You can make an exception for one day of the year."

He looked up, reminiscing about the past. "The captain was very firm about that. He would throw me and Buggy the most extravagant parties. He never once forgot; can you believe that?"

The captain he was talking about was indeed the King of the Pirates, Gold Roger. It had shocked Mihawk at first, learning about Shanks’ past. But the more he got to know the man, the more it made sense. A man of his caliber couldn’t have come from anything else. Shanks was a very talkative drunkard, so Mihawk was used to listening to stories about that time of his life. And frankly, he quite enjoyed it. These men in his stories and the stuff they went through were like straight out of legends... He gave a small smile to the excited man in front of him. "I guess I could indulge you just this once, but only because it's your birthday too."

He snapped out of the memories and slowly got out of bed, having had enough nostalgia to last him the day. But he was stopped by a floating hand pulling on his night gown.

"Stay."

Mihawk looked to the source of the muffled protest, which happened to be the blue mess in his bed. "Let go, Buggy."

"Nooooooo..."

He sighed as he sat back down on the bed, fingers immediately going for the soft blue locks. An approving hum came from the clown as he brushed through his hair with his long fingers.

This sleepy man, with whom he shared a bed, was one of those from Shanks’ stories. Except he was nothing like them. He wasn’t brave and fearless like in the stories, he was weak. But he knew exactly what he was and what he was capable of, and Mihawk loved him for that. He was charming beyond words, and a little stupid, but Mihawk was into that, as embarrassing as it was.

“Get back into bed and get your birthday cuddles.”

Mihawk chuckled at his partner. “Nice try, sweetheart.”

He got up to leave for the bathroom. “Do you know where Crocodile went?”

“Nope! How should I know?” Buggy answered way too quickly, which made the swordsman’s brows furrow.

“Hm. He’s probably in his office like usual.”

“Yes! That’s it.” Buggy exclaimed in triumph, for what he didn’t know. “He’s such a workaholic.”

“Indeed.” He replied nonchalantly as he reached for his razor.

“Wait!” Buggy ran out of bed to his side with a smile. “Let me do that for you.”

Mihawk stared at him with a raised brow. “You want to help me shave? For what reason exactly?”

“It’ll be relaxing! I’m good with my hands, you know.” Buggy wiggled his brows suggestively, which made his lips curve just the slightest bit. The clown could be funny sometimes, mostly when he wasn’t trying. Oh, how he loved this silly man.

“You literally have no reason to do this.”

Buggy sighed in frustration. “I’m just trying to pamper you, birthday boy. Take it or leave it.”

Mihawk thought about it for a second, and reluctantly gave the razor to the clown. “You better not mess this up. I have a very particular- “

“I’m aware, dear. Just trust me.”

He gently held his face and got to work, carving out the intricate design with capable movements. After he was done, he wiped his face with a fresh towel and gave him a kiss on the cheek to seal the deal.

“Was that a part of the service?” Mihawk jokingly asked.

“Only for you, handsome.”

Mihawk was never one for being coddled, always believing that being spoiled was being looked down upon. He didn’t need special attention and privilege to make it in life. But this, this he could get used to.

He pulled Buggy into a kiss that started innocent, but quickly grew more desperate. He was sneaking his hands under Buggy’s polka dot pyjama shirt when the man pushed him away.

“Nuh uh.”

“Nuh uh?” Mihawk stared at his boyfriend in bewilderment.

“Not now. I’ll give your birthday gift at night.”

Mihawk frowned. “It’s my birthday now too. What difference does it make?”

“God, you’re impatient. Night. No negotiating.”

Mihawk pursed his lips and didn’t protest. He was not happy, though.

Buggy stayed with him throughout the day, keeping him company and making sure he stayed away from the beach.

Yes, Mihawk could tell. But to be fair, Buggy wasn’t exactly being subtle. But he didn’t say a word, indulging in whatever the man was planning.

A surprise party, perhaps? God, he really hoped it wasn’t that. Crowds and being the center of attention didn’t agree with his constitution.

And where was his other partner (both in romantic and business contexts), Crocodile? He wasn’t in his office like he initially assumed. He was sure Buggy knew where the man was but refrained from asking questions. He was quite sure the two situations were somehow connected.

That in itself was quite ridiculous to think about. Crocodile didn’t seem like the type of man to care about birthdays either, like himself. Maybe Buggy had somehow convinced him? It all seemed very unnecessary. He knew the clown had good intentions, but he would have been fine if no one acknowledged his birthday at all. It wasn’t of importance to him, simple as that.

Then why was this bothering him so much? He tried to focus on Buggy’s rambling but that feeling did not leave.

Why did it feel so wrong to be celebrated just for existing? To be loved and cared for?

Don’t get him wrong, he wasn’t unhappy with it. Quite the opposite actually. But it just felt so… foreign. He needed time to adjust, to make his peace with it.

He thought he had gotten over this particular problem after he formed a relationship with his two business partners. It had taken a lot out of him to simply let them in, to feel comfortable in their presence, to not fret from every touch… And even though he trusted them completely, here he was doubting his place.

It just didn’t make sense. They were wasting their time and effort for an inconsequential event that would pass by, leaving nothing changed. So, what if he got a year older? What did that change? Why did they care so much about something he himself didn’t care for? To show their love? But Mihawk already knew they loved him.

“Earth to Mihawk, hello?”

Mihawk snapped out of his thoughts, staring at Buggy’s concerned eyes. “Hm? Sorry, I got lost in thoughts. You were saying?”

“I was saying I want to walk along the beach… You sure you’re okay?”

“Yes, don’t worry. I’m alright, just a bit sluggish today. And sure, we can go for a stroll.”

He walked hand in hand with Buggy, trying to ease his mind and keep small talk going. He wasn’t big on physical touch, but he really appreciated the warmth of Buggy’s hand then. The clown always had a way of comforting him without trying. Mihawk stopped walking when he saw the dinner table placed on the beach. That certainly wasn’t there before. It was adorned with red roses and lit candles, setting a romantic atmosphere. Crocodile was standing beside the table, looking at his pocket watch.

“You’re late.”

“I know! I got lost in my speaking, and hawk eyes didn’t try to stop me so I lost track of time…”

“You and your big mouth… I guess it’s alright, we didn’t miss the sunset.”

Crocodile walked up to him, wrapping an arm around his waist and sharing a chaste kiss.

“Happy birthday, hawk eyes.”

“Thank you.” Mihawk broke the eye contact as he felt his cheeks get hotter.

Crocodile gave a sly smirk. “Someone’s being bashful.”

“Well, I didn’t expect… this. I was convinced you were throwing me a party.”

Buggy frowned at the thought. “Of course not! That would make you uncomfortable, wouldn’t it? That’s the last thing I would want on your birthday. A private dinner on the other hand…”

“Is much more your style, is it not?” Crocodile completed Buggy’s sentence.

Mihawk was the luckiest man alive. He gave his lovers a small smile. “Yes, indeed it is. You are too thoughtful.”

“It’s literally the bare minimum but okay.”

“I can’t believe this, but I agree with the clown. What kind of partners would we be if we didn’t know your preferences?”

Mihawk sat on the chair the taller man pulled out for him as Buggy poured him a glass of wine, one of his favorites that happened to be quite expensive.

“I just don’t quite get what’s so important about this day, or what you would go through all this trouble for.”

Crocodile and Buggy shared a glance and turned to him with sad eyes.

“Because it’s the day you came into this world, and therefore to our lives? Because we love you?”

“Indeed. I don’t see what’s so confusing about us wanting to cherish the man we love, to show him how much he means to us. Is that a problem?”

Mihawk stared at the two in astonishment and eventually, a big smile stretched across his lips. “No, not at all.”

The swordsman had a lot to learn about love, about being loved, but he had two perfect partners to help him through the steps. He could get used to celebrating his birthday if it meant he got to share it with the people he loved. Maybe that’s what he had been missing all these years to give this day a meaning. Company.

And after dinner, Buggy didn’t forget about his promise from the morning. Easy to say Mihawk went to sleep a very tired but satisfied man.

#not too happy with this but I'm too sleepy to care #I was gonna make this more angsty but I used all that energy on my shuggy post so mihawk gets to be happy today :)#it's kinda funny to think this could be happening consecutively with the shuggy post #mihawk learning to accept love on his birthday while shanks gets used to the lack of it #me? picking favourites? haha no way #anyways happy birthday mihawk!!#one piece #buggy the clown #dracule mihawk #sir crocodile #cross guild #cross guild polycule #bughawk #red haired shanks #this is almost 2k words btw!!#maybe I'll try to improve it a bit tomorrow and post it as a fic on ao3 who knows

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moraxsthrone · 1 year

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Keeeel I have brainrot ;w;

Just... Zhongli taking care of his little mate after fucking you so good/hard/much that you can't really move much, legs weak, body sore. Him massaging your muscles whispering sweet nothings and nuzzling you, carrying you to the bath and pampering you and you whine a little still sensitive 🥺💕

It's extra asdfchbklj bc you're an adventurer who fights monsters in the regular, go exploring and climbing and sure your body gets a little pushed to the limits once in a while but he, heeeee, Zhongli is the only one who manages to tire you out like this. Drooling and sweating and panting in pure blissful pleasure, legs twitching in the aftershocks of a few too many rounds crying out his name. And he's so proud of himself for being able to leave you like this, sweet and pliant in hazy pleasure (and proud of you too for being so good to him!) his inner dragon purrrs happily against your skin leaving soft kisses.

AFKSFCGVJBJNKL /w\ omggggggg

Just Zhongli fucking you stupid and then providing the sweetest most tender aftercare 😩🥴🥰💕💕💕

crys, my dear, thank you for leaving this precious gem in my ask box. 💛🧡🤎🖤 i saw it this morning and could NOT stop thinking about it all day and THE SECOND i logged off from work i made a MAD DASH to my pc and started typing FURIOUSLY. i needed this so bad! 😩😮‍💨

I AM HERE FOR THE ZHONGLI BRAINROT!!

be warned: nsfw. mdni. x f!reader. rough sex. hair pulling. please let me know if i missed anything, i have a meeting in 8 mins and i'm trying to get this out beforehand bc we've waited long enough.

but also: zhongli provides impeccable aftercare, breathe if you agree

wc: 500+

okay so let's get one thing out of the way: zhongli knows How To Fuck™️

the archon has you on your belly, your thighs pressed together as he straddles them and rides you like a lazy horse. his beautiful cock is coated with your creamy need; he loves to spread your asscheeks apart and watch your swollen hole stretch around his girthy cock. the striations of your slick spread the length of his shaft as his hips slap your ass so hard the wet, rhythmic smacks echo off your bedroom walls.

he’s got your hair wrapped around his glowing fist and you can hear the occasional grunt or deep, aggressive growl coming from behind you as he fucks you harder. you’re panting, crying, whimpering his name; from the corner of your watery eyes you see his arm that’s planted on the mattress next you, sinewy muscles flexing and rippling under his dark, gradient skin. he’s already fucked multiple orgasms out of you and now,

it’s his turn.

zhongli leans forward, hunching over you, his rock hard abs, sticky with sweat, pressing against your back. his pelvis is snapping on sheer instinct, faster now, forcing his engorged cock deeper into your womb where, with one final thrust of his hips, his seed floods your cervix in thick, white spurts. his orgasm is so powerful he can hardly contain his dracontine nature as he fills you with his musk, head thrown back as a guttural roar erupts from his throat.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

your lover's postcoital disposition is in stark contrast to his mating style. your naked, sweaty bodies are pressed together, some of his thick seed dribbling out and coating your still-trembling thighs as he holds you close. with your head tucked neatly under his chin, you're soothed by the steady beat of his heart, grounded by the depth and subtlety of his voice against your ear as he quietly praises and reassures you.

"you are safe, my love," he says, lazily tracing his name on your back with warm fingers. "you did wonderfully, darling. you always do. you are the most precious thing to me. you are beautiful, intelligent, strong, and one of very few people who laugh at my jokes." your soft chuckle fills his heart with warm love because he knows you're okay and that you are with him.

when you're ready, you look up at him and he smooths your hair away from your lovely face so he can get a better look at you. his tired eyes are hooded, darker now that they're not glowing as fiercely.

"what can i do, love? can i get you some water, something to eat? would you like me to fetch the duvet off the floor and wrap you up in it?"

you smile and shake your head no, verbalizing just long enough to say, "just...need to stay close to you, zhong. please just hold me and talk to me?"

"of course, my love," he hums, "whatever you need." he lays his head down next to yours and murmurs sweet, loving everythings into your ear as he nuzzles your hair. you can feel the low timbre of his voice in every fiber of your being, comforting you, and you know that you are safe. you know that you are loved.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

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ragewrites · 6 months

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transcript under cut:

[SUCH IS MY DESIRE] Lianna Schreiber

[and God said]

I SHALL TAKE FROM YOU WHAT YOU LOVE UNTIL YOU ARE AS A ROPE WHICH HAS BEEN FRAYED.

[and God said]

I SHALL TAKE FROM YOU UNTIL MY HANDS ALONE ARE LEFT ABOUT YOUR SHOULDERS.

[and God said]

I SHALL FILL YOU WITH GRIEF: I SHALL GRIEVE YOU. AFTER GRIEF YOUR EMPTY VESSEL SHALL BE POROUS,

SHALL BE AS A CLOTH WHICH HOLDS LIGHT.

[and God said]

I SHALL FILL YOU WITH LIGHT. I SHALL BRING BEFORE YOU WHAT YOU WILL WANT TO LOVE:

I SHALL BRING YOU THE TERROR OF LOVING.

[and God said]

I SHALL MAKE YOU SHAKE.

[and God said]

I SHALL FILL YOU WITH LOVE:

IT WILL BE A DUSKING.

[and God said]

THE SPARROWS WILL GROW MUTE AND STAND STILL. YOU WILL LOVE WITH ME AT YOUR CENTRE, WITH ME IN EVERY PART OF YOU,

LIKE A MEMBRANE. YOU WILL LOVE SHAKING.

[and God said]

I SHALL TAKE IT FROM YOU: THE LOVE AND THE SHAKING. I SHALL LEAVE MY PERFUME ABOUT YOUR SHOULDERS,

ABOUT THE SLOPES OF YOUR FACE.

[and God said]

YOU SHALL BE MY HILL, ETERNAL.

[and God said]

YOU SHALL BE MY HILL AND THE CROSS WHICH MARKS IT.

[and God said]

YOU SHALL BE LOVED AND BEAR MY LOVE.

[and God said]

IN THE BUSHES THE SPARROWS SHALL START SONG AGAIN:

AND YOU WILL RESENT ME.

[and God said]

YOU WILL RESENT ME. YOU WILL GROW AS A THORN, AS A WILD THING,

AND YOU WILL LOATHE ME.

[and God said]

IT WILL NOT MATTER. I WILL LOVE YOU AS I CHOOSE.

#spilled ink #inkstain #poets on tumblr #poetry #poem #2023 #i'm absolutely devastated today to learn of atsushi's death. genuinely i feet like someone's hit me over the head with a shovel #i. have no words.

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comfortfrogblog · 9 months

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setbacks do not mean you have lost all of your progress. it is part of the healing process to go through ups and downs. as hard as it is, it will never be straight sailing—but the wonderful thing is that’s why we have other people to walk through it all with. it is okay (preferred, even) to lean on someone you trust when you are hurting or when you feel like you’ve failed yourself.

healing does not mean you will never experience that hurt again. healing means learning to cope and strengthen yourself for the hurt you know will come. healing means finding the courage to endure it. healing means asking for help when you need it and learning to even know when you need that help. healing does not mean just surviving—it means learning to live, too.

you haven’t failed. you are growing. it is okay to start again with the knowledge that you’ve acquired in your setbacks, so that each time you do start again, you make it further and further until eventually, those setbacks are so few and far in between that they are no longer your default state.

your hurting won’t always be your default state.

#cathy says words #comfort #i never thought i’d have a fullblown panic attack again #but i did today #and thats okay. i did my best to cope and accommodate myself through it #and i made it through and i am okay #setbacks happen and thats inevitable #you must learn to take care of yourself and be kind to yourself instead of being angry with yourself when they happen #it is okay

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duine-aiteach · 2 months

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I don’t know, maybe it’s because I’m Irish and used to seeing all sorts of haha jokes about how weird our names are etc but yet I’m always surprised how surprised people are when I say that I find Welsh a pretty easy language to get the gist of. It makes sense! Welsh is something I know very little of but yet I find it easy enough to parse out the pronunciation of. I don’t always know what things mean but I’m not usually that far off in how they should be said.

#Welsh looks intimidating because like irish it uses letters in ways english doesnt #had a nice welsh couple today tell me I pronounced their address decently well which they were surprised at #draft saved on the 26th of April #welsh #cymraeg #my own post #I haven’t done any Welsh learning for a good while now so I’m a bit rusty on what sounds some of the letters like ll and dd make #but with a small bit of refreshing I can get it again. still can’t physically say some of the more…curly noises #because my tongue won’t cooperate but I can make a stab at it. had the same issue with a couple of romanian words with sounds english #doesn’t have. so I found them really hard to attempt

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canisalbus · 1 month

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I want to do an ethogram on your boys

#learning new words today #I feel like this is a more elaborate version of wanting to put them in a terrarium and hand feeding them lettuce #answered #thegoodcultist

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morgleaf · 2 months

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from page 10 of tender buttons by gertrude stein

#learned ab this poem today during class #and im absolutely ENAMORED with it #after reading this poem i kinda think that #the purpose is for the reader to figure out what the poem means to them #rather than what stein was thinking while writing it #or maybe both? or none of these? who knows #but i love it nonetheless #words #my posts #tender buttons by gertrude stein #poetry #gertrude stein #tender buttons #classic poetry

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pcktknife · 2 years

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im prophesizing emmet in scarvi rn

#pokemon spoilers #chandelure #submas #not visually but they are here #mydoodles #did u know prophesize aint a word? the word is to prophesy i learned that today

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bookwyrminspiration · 5 months

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anyone else experience the language learning purgatory where all the easily available resources are below your level, but you're also not proficient enough for smooth conversation. so every time you hear a fluent speaker you encounter several dozen specific words you don't know, but every time you look up references they teach you nothing. so you're on your own and constantly confused

#language learning #langblr #profe brought out escurrir today and I went sir please #it means to drain. which is a word you are never taught #just like derretir (to melt)#and it's like. it's not that I'm being lazy #it's that it's hard to find study resources as you become more advanced. in my experience #like give me a vocab list of c1 words to study please #but alas. no more vocab lists just encounter words in the wild and scrambling to look them up mid convo

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ashiyn · 3 months

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"ohh.. squeeze a lime in my guacamole cause this is- this is a MASSIVE cave"

???? what does this even MEAN grian

#he does this every once in a while and i dont know if its cause eng isnt my first language but what. what is the correlation between this 😭#he also goes on to say the word scuppers 5 seconds later which i had to google aswell LMAOOO #'i learned a new word today :D' like iskall said in his ep 1 cause me too man. me too #.post #ashy watching: hc s10

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actualbird · 6 months

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where is the nxx sleeping during the bakerlon event because there appears to be a limited number of rooms which makes me think they all either have rooms next to each other or that they’re sharing?? I’m sure there’s extra rooms off camera but i also find the thought of them all crammed into a tiny room like snakes in brumation quite funny

filed under: asks that got me googling the word "brumation"

but this ask is also so funny and so good i love it. according to the little bits of narrative description in the event story, the room situation seems to be "everybody has their own room but these rooms are joined to a share lounge" (i dont have a screenshot of the narrative description where this was heavily implied but trust me, it's in there....somewhere) which okay makes sense

UNTIL IT DOESNT

five rooms connected to a shared room??? on a TRAIN??? that simply does not make spacial sense. at most, there can be two (2) rooms connected to a shared lounge, if im understanding the concept of trains correctly. like, it'll look like this:

becaUSE THE ALTERNATIVE REALLY DOESNT MAKE MUCH SENSE AT ALL SDJFVDJKSS

like, okay, maybe the train is a 2-storey train and the bedrooms that dont fit are on the second floor, but thats a reach given how nobody on the train ever once mentions a 2nd floor. and, okay, the story also takes liberty in going past what we see visually because otherwise how would so many guests fit on a train that only has 8 rooms and whatnot but like......STILL

the most likely arrangement if we want to stay canon to both the story and the visual representation of the train is really 2 bedrooms with a shared connected lounge situation.

but then how would the room division go? logically, it should be divided like 2 people in one room and 3 people in the other, and given how much they all love mc, theyd want her in the roomier room with less people. BUT knowing the boys, theyre not letting Anyone bunk with alone mc because HOW DARE YOU.

so the most likely room sharing situation is

mc all alone in one room and living it up

all the boys sharing the other room

because theyre silly

in terms of bed situation this is easy because bunk beds are a thing, but also theyre in the luxury car, so theyll be in.....luxury bunk beds??? idk. i figure the event organizers of this train trip got boggled when they saw that the nxx team wanted to room together As A Set instead of in separate rooms like a sane person room

the boys: no no. we come as a set. do not separate us from our emotional support miss mc rosa qiangwei

mc: im so sorry theyre always like this

so yeah thats how i think rooms are working. it's only the boys crammed into a tiny room like snakes in brumation

#i learned a new word today!!!#asks #anon #tears of themis

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