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hopelesslyromanticshark · 2 months

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⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ My Brother's Best Friend Is The Guy For Me

content: leo valdez x daughter of jupiter! grace! reader warning: language (you startin to see a pattern yet?), mentions of a bra, kissing ig, author's note: another day another fanfic idea that haunted me until I wrote it. I'm really just a victim of my own mind😣😣 Also, deepest apologies i could drop three fics rn but i don't wanna like flood the tags or other people's feeds. but, if you guys want me to, just say the word🫡🫡🫡 I'm a people pleaser to my bones. Oh, and this is very non-canon compliant, i know. I'm re-reading the percy jackson series first bc i like things to be in order, even tho my fav was the lost hero. my copy of the lost hero just sits on my bedside table, staring at me until i finish the other books. IM SORRY-

after arriving in new rome, piper and leo figured it would be best to drag jason around the city and see if they could jumpstart his memory with familiar sights. they got lost a few times and clearly news of jason being back had yet to spread, as every few feet there were shocked looks and questions thrown at the trio. jason answered them, always, but people were quick to move on. almost like he wasn’t even missed. piper and leo could both sense jason coming to this conclusion and were unsure how to rectify the issue. jason sighed as he desperately looked at some statue, hoping against hope that it would mean something to him and just allow him to remember. like percy had the second he’d seen annabeth. jason barely knew percy and he was already growing bitter towards the boy, seeing it unfair that he got all of his memories back while jason was still just working with just flashes of smudged faces and warm feelings.

“anything?” piper whispered and jason just shook his head. he sighed before nodding towards where the ship should still be.

“We should be getting back,” he murmured, already walking away from the pair. leo and piper shared a glance, frowns deep set on their faces.

then, the clatter of metal on brick was heard, causing all three of them to jolt their heads towards the source of the noise. there stood a girl, probably their age, swords and spears scattered around her feet as she just stared at them. her hair was the color of golden straw, maybe a shade or two darker than jason’s. leo could tell tears were pooling in her eyes, her…shockingly blue eyes. leo’s eyes widened as he connected the dots before glancing at jason, who stilled and his eyes glazed over like he was lost in thought. she was dressed in the typical roman demigod attire, a purple shirt just peeking out from under a toga of sorts. she, admittedly, looked a little worse for wear; her hair was tangled and desperately pulled back into a ponytail, her eyes had bags under them, and she had clearly spent many recent nights awake.

“jason?” she asked in a broken sob, her chest heaving and the tears beginning to leak out of her eyes. jason’s eyes stayed on her before he jolted forwards, like he’d been struck by lightning. something snapped inside him, sending the boy rushing towards the girl, years and years of memories flashing before his eyes as he pulled her into a strong and loving embrace. memories of growing up together, training together, laughing and crying together. memories of his twin sister; no, memories of his baby sister. yes, yes, he was older. he remembers now. he knew he was still missing large chunks of his life, but getting his sister back was the only thing that mattered in the moment.

“y/n,” he gasped out as the girl cried against his chest, her hands desperately grasping at his shoulders. jason cried too, curling around her like she was the only thing that mattered, that protective older brother feeling coming back and filling his chest once more, slowly chipping away at the hole that juno left there.

“i- i looked for you. i didn’t give up, even after reyna put me on camp arrest. i knew you wouldn’t just leave, i knew it. they gave up too quickly, they just gave up,” the girl cried against his chest, pulling back to look at her brother, who had been gone for far too long. jason nodded at her, giving her shoulders a squeeze and offering her a comforting smile.

“it’s okay, y/n, i’m here now. and i remember you, which is more than enough for me,” he told her and her matching smile slowly slipped off her face.

“…you forgot me?” she whispered out, new tears brimming in her eyes. jason opened his mouth to reply but only sounds came out, his panic to comfort his little sister becoming overwhelming.

“it’s a long story. i’m piper and you must be jason’s sister?” piper cut in, saving the poor roman boy as she stepped forwards, her hand held out. some of her hair was standing up on its own, the moment the siblings collided sending a minor shockwave through the area causing both leo and piper’s hair to fly upwards from the static. y/n pulled her eyes from her brother, turning to the beautiful girl before her, bashfully acknowledging the flyaway hair. she let go of jason, promptly straightening her back out and shaking piper’s hand with both of hers.

“yes, yes. sorry, where are my manners?! i’m y/n grace, jason’s twin sister. lovely to meet you, piper,” she stated, a composed and diplomatic look taking over her face, which still had tear-stains but it didn’t make her appear any less regal.

piper smiled sweetly at the girl, the roman-ness of her basically radiating off like static electricity. though…she had a feeling the girl before her had a rebellious streak, based on the nike blazers on her feet instead of the standard sandals. y/n then turned her attention to leo, who quickly pulled himself out of his daydreams and took her hand into his, promptly flipping it over and pressing his lips to the back of her hand with a dazzling smile. the girl flared with a blush, looking away and slowly pulling her hand back, resting it flat against her stomach.

“leo valdez, at your service, princesa,” he mused as jason shot a glare at leo, who just smiled cheekily and pretended not to see it. he couldn’t help himself; it really wasn’t in his nature to ignore pretty girls, even if they were his best friend’s sister.

“come on, y/n, we’ve got a lot to talk about,” stated jason, nodding his head towards the streets of new rome. y/n’s eyes seemed to brighten at the prospects of getting updates on her brother and she quickly scooped up the swords and spears, leaning them against a bench before scampering off after her brother.

“i’ll meet you two at the boat later,” jason called, smiling widely at the pair, who waved him off. they shared a look, their smiles matching jason’s in size. they were just happy he was happy, assumably finally gaining back some memories.

piper shoved leo before turning around and heading in the opposite direction of the grace siblings and towards the argo ii. leo followed for a moment before looking over his shoulder, being met by the sight of the youngest grace doing the same. their eyes locked for a moment, the girl offering him the softest and sweetest smile he’d ever seen. leo beamed back at her, hoping she couldn’t see the steam rolling off him from so far away. they held each other's gaze for as long as they could before the daughter of jupiter disappeared behind the block. leo stopped, feeling the pounding of his chest and hearing the roar of his heartbeat in his ears before piper tugged him down the block with a glare.

“you cannot,” she hissed at him and leo gave her an innocent look as they started to walk towards the boat.

“i don’t know what you're talking about,” he lied, easily, averting his eyes from hers and pretending to take in the views new rome had to offer.

“i know when you lie, repair boy. you can’t date jason’s sister that he just got his memories back of. that’s, like, totally against bro code,” she huffed at him and leo rolled his eyes.

“you don’t even know bro code.” “i know enough. she’s off limits, valdez.”

and leo just smirked, wanting her more now that she was forbidden fruit. and based on how she looked at him, he had a feeling this thing wasn’t one sided.

over the next few days, while they were conversing over what to do and how to proceed as a group, leo went out of his way to immerse himself in the grace family. originally, he will admit, leo simply got close with y/n because he thought she was super hot, apparently forbidden, and totally out of his league. but, as he grew closer with the daughter of jupiter, he grew more attached. instead of focusing on her shiny hair, he found himself looking forward to her dumb jokes and they way she threw her head back when she laughed, desperately trying to cover her mouth with her hands. he quickly forgot - not entirely, of course, with a girl that attractive it’s kinda hard to miss - her dazzling figure, instead finding comfort in the soft looks she gave him when they spent too long planning the quest and boredom was starting to set in. his yearning for her was rapidly turning into something more solid, something more love-adjacent. he was certain that the princess of the gods was going to be the death of him…that being that jason didn’t get to him first.

it was one late evening when it happened, the breaking point between the two. most everyone had turned in for the night after a long day of arguing and training, the teens just wanted to sleep. save for y/n, who was sitting on the railing of the ship, her legs dangling over the edge and swinging through the sky. her eyes were trained on the setting sun, vibrant oranges and yellows shooting out from behind some mountain, turning to deep blues and lavenders as time continued to pass. jason told the girl good night, pressing a kiss to the top of her head before walking away. her eyes followed him for a moment before turning back to the sunset.

“careful, wouldn’t want you to fall,” leo joked as he walked up, resting his forearms against the railing next to her and keeping his eyes on the sun too. y/n laughed lightly, glancing at the curly-haired boy next to her.

“yes, you're soooo right, i'd have no way to save myself at all,” the girl mused, swishing her hand purposefully and causing a breeze to rush through leo’s hair, just teasing the beginning of her powers. he laughed lightly, looking over at her. she held his eyes for a moment before flirting them back to the sun.

“it’s beautiful, isn’t it?” she questioned. “yeah. gorgeous,” leo murmured back but his eyes weren’t on the sun at all but rather locked on her, enjoying the way she looked drenched in golden light.

y/n turned at his distracted tone and caught that his eyes were locked on her. she blushed and had the urge to look away but refused to do so, even pulling the courage from somewhere to move closer to the boy. leo shifted slightly, pushing himself closer and higher up so she wouldn’t have to bend so much to meet his gaze. his eyes flirted down to her lips before returning to her eyes, tilting his head the slightest bit in question at her. y/n swallowed nervously but she still reached her hand out, allowing her fingers to dance along the junction between his shoulder and neck.

“i wasn’t talking about the sunset,” admitted leo, his eyes staying trained on her as she leaned closer, mere centimeters between their lips. “i know,” she whispered and he felt the puffs of breath against his lips.

they weren’t sure who jolted forwards first, all they knew was that their lips were finally meeting. leo’s hand slid up her legs to her waist, his fingers desperate to feel her, to hold her close. her hand moved from his neck to his cheek, pulling his lips impossibly closer. leo was sure he felt sparks, but he just wasn’t sure how much of them were imagination or the daughter of lightning. leo pulled back first but her lips chased after his without much control. he chuckled at her, causing the girl to flush once again. she was easily embarrassed, leo found out. he also discovered that he loved the red hue on her face more than most things.

“jason’s gonna kill me,” she gulped, her brows furrowing and a panic flashing across her eyes as she looked at leo. leo reached up, cupping her face in his hands and he watched the fear slowly melt off her features.

“oh, to hades with jason. i like you…like, really like you. he can just get over it…saying that you like me, too,” replied leo, glancing down as he finished his sentence.

“hey, it’s not every boy that’s got me sparking, you know,” cut in y/n, causing leo to notice the sparks that flew off from her hands and hair every now and then, “i like you, too, leo. i thought that was obvious.”

“just checking,” leo stated with a dopey smile, which y/n managed to match with her own.

“no, but really, we’ve got to talk to jason,” she told leo firmly, who went to shrug her off again.

“talk to jason about what?” the man of the hour questioned as he walked back out onto the deck. y/n instantly paled, sputtering out vowels and constants but unable to form any words. leo subtly moved away from y/n, trying to remember what distance is acceptable for friends that totally didn’t just kiss and confess that they might love each other.

“What- what are you doing out here, jase?? i thought- you said you were going to bed,” the girl managed to spit out, finally. jason glanced between the two before reaching forwards and grabbing his jacket from the back of a chair, presenting it to the pair.

“piper accidentally left this up here…what’s going on? What did you have to tell me?” jason pushed, crossing his arms and glaring at the both of them. y/n shared a glance with leo, who’s eyes told her not to say anything before she turned back to her brother.

“jason, i- i really like leo. and i know you’ve got this whole protective streak thing but he-” “it’s cool,” jason cut in, shrugging his shoulders. y/n halted to a stop, frowning before cutting her eyes back up to her brother. leo nearly fell on his face with how quickly he turned to look at the son of jupiter.

“What?” they questioned in sync. “like, we’re good. leo, you’re my best friend. honestly, you’re probably the best guy to date my sister. though, if you even so much as think about hurting her, i'll deep fry you, got it?” jason added, turning and giving leo a cutting glare. leo’s back straightened out and he faked a salute at his friend.

“i have no plans of doing that, sir,” leo joked, using a largely fake sargent-like voice. y/n cracked a smile, hiding it behind her hand with a shake of her head. she then turned her attention to jason, who glanced between the two with a warm look.

“great! i’m actually off to bed now. sleep well, the both of you,” stated jason, waving a hand over his shoulder as he walked away. y/n turned back to leo, waiting a few seconds before promptly shooting forwards and pressing her lips against his. leo smiled into the kiss, knowing jason had nothing to worry about; he didn’t have plans on letting her go any time soon. as they pulled apart, y/n’s eyes trailed upwards and they widened near the top of his head.

“um, leo?” “yeah?” he questioned in a nearly dreamy voice. “your hair is on fire.” “oh, gods, not again,” he groaned, reaching and rapidly patting at the tiny flames with a roll of his eyes. y/n chuckled into her hand once more, watching all this with an amusing glint in her eyes.

“oh, yeah? you find this funny, princesa?” he bit out, jokingly glaring at her. she rolled her eyes at him as he leaned forwards and pressed his lips to hers.

then he did something unexpected, allowing his fingers to toy with the hem of her shirt. there was a moment of pause, just enough for her to push him away. When nothing happened, he slid his hand under, allowing his fingers to dance over her skin, slowly but surely climbing upwards and upwards the tip of his middle finger just barely brushing the bottom of her lace bra-

“that’s it! both of you, separate! i was cool and now i'm very much not cool,” jason shouted, causing the two to jump apart as jason stormed up to them, grabbing a hold of y/n and steering her towards the stairs to go below deck. he spun around, pointing at leo as they went.

“and keep your nasty paws off my sister!” “jason!” y/n cut in with an exasperated groan.

“don’t talk to your brother-in-law that way!” leo called back with a smirk before a gust of wind knocked him on his ass. he shouted greek and spanish curses at jason, who couldn’t understand them but it didn’t take a genius to figure out what he was saying. With a final battle of middle fingers, jason once more began to pull y/n below deck.

leo stood back up, rolling his eyes at the older twins' antics as y/n shot a look over her shoulder, just like the first day they met. her eyes glimmered at leo and she smiled a megavolt smile that only she could master, causing leo to return with a smile of his own. and as he watched her disappear from view, he couldn’t help but smirk, knowing that he’d do anything in his power to keep the daughter of jupiter by his side. he’d do anything for that smile, for that laugh, for that girl. even kissing ass to her brother for a few weeks.

author's note cont. : i feel like this was such a cute concept but my sleep depraved brain could not produce at the level i wanted smh 😭😭😭 but i also needed it to be done. but, c'est la vie! i think it's cute and sweet, but also rushed and held together with blood sweat and tears. anyways, good vibes and juju to everyone all over the world. kisses from covey😘😘😘

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #leo valdez x reader #heroes of olympus x reader #hoo #percy jackson #pjo #jason grace #pjo fandom #leo valdez #heroes of olympus

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luna0713hunter · 7 months

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"you'll have to teach me " with zoro please and with

neck kisses / kitchen counter kisses

Kisses to keep your lover quiet but zoro kisses the reader

Lazy make-up

Thank btw I love your work

Author's note : its currently 3:30 am that im writing this request and gosh so many cute kisses with Zoro! And thank you for your nice compliments!!i hope you enjoy it 💕

"you'll have to teach me"

"neck kisses"

"kitchen counter kisses"

"kisses to keep your lover quiet"

"lazy makeout"

Based on this prompt

Zoro Roronoa x reader

Warnings : none,lots of fluff and kisses,cute couple

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Getting some privacy in a ship is nearly impossible.

You cant really blame anyone;its a public space that all the crewmates share,and no one has the actual time to relax and spend time in their lover's company.

But there are also mornings like this: where everything's soft in the glow of the rising sun;the ocean calm and the sky so blue with few clouds, it has you closing your eyes and wishing for that moment to last forever.

As you lean back on the kitchen counter after you've made yourself a cup of tea,you enjoy the rare moments of loneliness. You close your eyes and take a sip of the sweet honey flavor liquid and let the rays of the sunlight warm your face.

When you hear the sound of someone stepping inside the kitchen,you open your eyes;ready to greet Sanji, assuming he's going to make breakfast since he's always the first one to wake up. But what greets you is the sight of a very drowsy Zoro making his way toward you. You pour him a cup of tea as well and offer it to him;and eye him as he accepts it with a grunt. You grin and bump your shoulder to his,making him grunt again.

"not awake yet,sleepy head?"

"not my fault. Usopp snores. And Luffy talks about food in his sleep."

You snort around your own cup of tea, "what about Sanji?"

Zoro takes a moment to consider your question,a when he speaks next,he seems genuinely surprised by his answer.

"he... actually isnt so bothersome when he sleeps. Which is weird, considering how annoying he is when he's awake."

You throw your head back and laugh;the sound so refreshing in the silence of the morning. Zoro takes a sip of his tea,and leans on his forearms next to where you're currently sitting on the counter.

"why are you up so early?"

You shrug and tilt your head toward the window.

"the weather was too nice to sleep in."

"is that so?"

You close your eyes when the skies clears again and the rays of the sunshine warm your face.

"yeah."

You two bask in each others' presence;no need for any words,just enjoying the silence. The tea finishes soon,and with warm belly,you eyelids start to droop again.

"sleepy?"

When you open your eyes,you see Zoro's face inches away from yours;having you caged between his arms. You lean forward and rest your forehead against his, smiling when he lowers his head and presses his lips to your neck. You shiver,and wrap your arms around Zoro's neck.

"you know,i always dreamed of kissing my boyfriend on a kitchen counter."

An amused chuckle escapes his lips,and he tilts his head to one side while eyeing your lips; pretending to be confused.

"oh?then I'm afraid you'll have to teach me how to do it."

You giggle and pull him closer

"that,can be arranged."

When your lips meet,the morning feels even better. Zoro's lips are soft and move slowly against your own. Its everything you've ever wanted,and even more.

Because of mornings like this,you try to wake up earlier than usual every now and then;so you can have a small alone time with the man you love before everyone else wake up.

When a small sound escapes your lips as he bites your lower lip lightly,Zoro pulls back slightly and rests his forehead against yours.

"you have to keep it down,babe. Don't want other to wake up now,do we?"

And one shake of your head is enough answer for him to dive back in,and capture your lips again.

And you pray to every god you know,that mornings like this last forever.

#opla zoro roronoa x reader #opla zoro x reader #zoro roronoa x reader #zoro x reader #one piece live action x reader #one piece x reader

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ayaboba · 5 months

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one chance pt.2

summary: you give them one chance. how do they use it?

characters: kazuha, lyney, wanderer, zhongli

notes: zhongli’s is super rushed im sorry, gn reader! wc: 200-400

part 1: alhaitham, diluc, neuvillette, wriothesley

kazuha

Lethargic movements of cascading waves rock the ship, emanating a warm ambience of comfort, wrapping you around in a dreamlike mist. It’s dark, the cabin is silent, and dawn is slowly approaching. Nevertheless, swallowed in the labyrinth of blankets and pillows, your sleep is undisturbed, a line of drool evident on your chin.

Unlike usual, the space next to you is empty. Strange, isn’t it? The whole blanket has been carefully intertwined around you, a beautifully simple yet loving action calculated from the very depths of his heart.

It’s likely that you’ve probably forgotten.

The one chance you’ve given him, the perfect time, and Kazuha would be a fool to let it pass.

—

The sudden explosion of sunlight almost blinds you.

“Kazuha… It’s too early,” you mumble incoherently, sleep still tangling your words, your movements sluggish as you follow his blurry figure. “Besides, where are you taking me?”

Kazuha rotates to face you, a gentle smile plastered on his cheeky face. Almost flirtatious.

“Take my hand,” he whispers, etching closer and pulling you just a bit further. “And look.”

He doesn’t let go of your hand, moving to your side, revealing the dazzling sky he promised since day one.

lyney

Sitting in the front row of the Opera Epiclese means you’re able to catch the smaller things. Actions are more precise, mistakes become more prominent, and, of course, the stars are always shining more magnificently than ever.

Tonight, it’s Lyney and Lynette.

Their voices glide over the exhilarated crowds, cheering and clapping jubilantly at the success of one of the final tricks. Confetti rains from the ceilings, glitter gleams from every corner, and finally, it’s time for the show to end.

The curtains aren’t closing, and no one is moving.

That mischievous glint in his eyes, directed solely at you as he bows, a discreet hint on what he’s going to commit next.

—

A vibrant bouquet of rainbow roses lands on your lap.

You look around, and for a second, you’re confused.

Then you finally understand. It’s almost humorous how he managed to remember that small promise.

Everyone else has a singular, crimson rose.

“A beautiful red rose as a token of our appreciation,” Lyney announces, beaming towards the audience. “And a single bouquet gifted the most delightful person here, who once told me that I had only one chance to charm them without words.”

When his eyes meet yours, it’s victorious—painfully so. Almost as if saying to you: I told you, didn’t I?

wanderer

You’ve been staring at the bland ceilings of your shared bedroom for nearly all day.

The furniture that once was neatly placed in their respective areas are now all messily piled up against the door. It’s locked, but today, you were highly determined to be as agitating as your boyfriend was, no matter how many stacks of furniture it’s going to take. Even if a small part of your resolve was beginning to run out like the sand in an hourglass.

You’re currently debating if you should just abandon this fruitless attempt. He always did this better anyway. Being sulky was really not your thing, and perhaps he knew that too; otherwise, he likely would’ve barged in the first few seconds of your outburst of annoyance.

There only seems to be one problem—a big problem. How are you going to return the stacks of furniture to their original placement in the most quiet fashion so he wouldn’t suspect a thing? So that he wouldn’t suspect that you’ve lost your own competition? You didn’t even bother to conceal the scrapes and bangs when first assembling it.

A few ideas spout in your head, each more desperate and ridiculous than the previous.

An irritating sigh escapes from you as you flop back onto the bed, once again back to square one.

—

From somewhere within the depths of your shared bedroom, a snicker escapes. And then another.

The variety of sleep lines on your arm and heavy pounding in your head are evidence that you fell asleep. When you sit up, movements tired and slow, everything looks and feels lopsided. As if the world had been rearranged. The space before the door looks so empty… Wait, didn’t it hold a barricade of furniture before?

Everything begins to connect; you begin to piece together all the possibilities, but not before someone has to butt in.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.”

The closeness of the voice startles you; the warm familiarity sending a coded message down your spine.

Next to you on the bed, lying on his side, looking all proud and pleased, is the only person who could get away with all this. Winning your heart and being every exception.

“This is the only time I’ll forgive you. This was your last chance, okay?” you warn.

“Yeah, yeah,” he replies airily as he sinks beneath the covers. “You’ll repeat that the next few hundred times too.”

zhongli

Strange things have been happening these past few months.

Maybe you’re just overthinking it, but you swear everyone knows something you don’t. The only person you can agree is just as clueless about it all: the consultant of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, Mr Zhongli.

However, he’s also been acting a bit unusual lately. You haven’t seen him in a while, and you’re not stupid enough to believe that it’s a coincidence that you never bump into him anymore.

The possibility makes your heart sink.

Moving on, you assess his boss, Director Hu. Typically bright and vivacious, more than often singing lively poems throughout Liyue.

Lately, she’s been more short-tempered. You recall her complaining about something about having a scaredy-cat consultant just yesterday evening.

As if she could hear your thoughts, a hushed ‘boo’ comes from one of the bushes.

—

“Aiyaaa… This bush is so spiky..."

“Director Hu? What are you doing hiding in a bush?”

She glances up, rubbing her sore arms before squeezing further into the bush with a desperate, “Shush! He’s coming!” at your bewildered expression.

You turn to where she was pointing, and it’s…Zhongli?

Zhongli with a bouquet of glaze lilies?

Your breath hitches as he gets closer, a gentle smile gracing his face as he offers you his hand.

The split second before he hands you the exquisite bouquet, a faint giggle is heard from behind you.

“Guess you’re no longer a scaredy-cat anymore, Mr. Zhongli? It’s about time; he’s been dying to do this for months.”

#genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin imagines #kazuha x reader #lyney x reader #wanderer x reader #zhongli x reader #anya writes ✧.*

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rosepascal · 9 months

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🥭 - Pedro boys: ass or tits & why

Congrats on 1.5k sweet girl!

Im so sorry this took so long i just got home from a weekend trip but I hope u enjoy!!

ft: Joel Miller, Jack Daniels, Din Djarin, Marcus Pike, Marcus Moreno, Max Phillips, Max Lord, Javi G, Javi P, Dieter Bravo, Frankie Morales, Oberyn Martell

join my 1.5k celebration!

Ass boys

Joel Miller - That man definitely lets his eyes wander, respectfully, when he walks behind someone with a nice ass. He loves to have his hands on your ass. Like hes the guy to put his hand in your back pocket just so he can feel your ass at all times.

Jack "Whiskey" Daniels - I just know this man likes you on your hands and knees as he hits it from the back. He def checks you out in a not so subtle way and def taps your ass in public

Din Djarin - I think he’a shy about it and not as straight forward but he loves a nice ass. He tries not to look to be respectful but it def turns him on a little. He doesn’t do anything in public but in the privacy of his ship he’ll rest his hands on your hips only to slowly lower them as subtly as he can.

Marcus Pike - Idk why I just see Pike as an ass guy. He likes to squeeze it to tease and I can just see him getting horny over a nice plump ass. One that he can grab and play with.

Tits boys

Max Phillips - Max is incredibly vulgar and he is not afraid to let you know how much he loves your boobs. He’d even look down your shirt shamelessly. He’d squeeze them randomly when you’re alone just to be a menace.

Max Lord - The other max is not as vulgar as vampire boss but he does love boobs. He's more held back when it comes to his adoration of them but he still worships them. He loves holding them because they're warm and nice and it just comforts him

Marcus Moreno - I think Marcus tries his best to be as respectful as he can but he loves tits. Like tries not to let his eyes wander and he glances at your cleavage and then feels guilty about it. I think after a long day he likes to lay on your chest and just sink into you.

Javi Gutierrez - Javi is such like a teddy bear that I think he'll say something that he doesn't realize is a little vulgar or flirty about your tits. He just really likes them. He likes to see them and to touch them. He just worships them.

Frankie Morales - Frankie is a tits man for sure. I don't really know how to explain it but I just know this man's mouth waters a the idea of seeing your naked boobs. Like if you're ever arguing you can just lift your shirt and he'll stop everything and just kinda look. He def comes up behind you and squeezes your boobs randomly too.

Both

Oberyn Martell - Oberyn loves every part of the body on everyone. He doesn't have a preference at all. Why would he choose one when both of them are as perfect as the other. He'll happily play with your tits or your ass any day of the week.

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LETS GOOO!! THE REQUESTS ARE BACK!

can i request hobie brown x female!plus sized reader? (IK, IM OBSESSED WITH THAT SHIP.)

let’s say that reader and hobie go on a date, right? they go to a nice restaurant (not the really expensive ones😭) , go to a lightshow at the park, go to the bookstore and get some boba? reader is wearing something like a tank top with a long skirt and a bunch of accessories, and people just give her weird stares and say some really mean things to us:(( but hobie being the best boyfriend just defends us by those assholes.

*sobs.* im sorry but at the end of the date, hobie just shows how much he loves reader in their shared apartment . (SMUT PLEASE.)

My Type (Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Sized!Reader)

Pairing: Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Sized Reader Category: Angst/Fluff/Smut (18+) Warnings: I don't speak Japanese or Mandarin, Fat-shaming, Slut-shaming, Verbal Bullying, Swearing, Body Insecurity, Making Out, Oral Sex (F!Receiving), Clit Play, Body Worship, Praise, Unprotected P in V Sex (You Know the Drill), Missionary, Slight Manhandling, Standing Full-Nelson, Mirror Sex, Creampie Word Count: 7.6k+ A/N: Hello hello love! Thank you so much for this sweet request! Hobie would be such a supportive and caring boyfriend, fr. 😭🙏I hope you enjoy!

You gasped when Hobie came up from behind you and smoothed his hands over your hips. His chocolate brown eyes sparkled beneath the dim light of your bathroom as he sighed.

“Lookin’ good, doll,” he purred, his lips ghosting over the shell of your ear. You bit your lip as you gazed at your shared reflection. Your hair was pulled back with a few colorful barrettes, several earrings adorning your lobes and a thick, black choker with a heart-shaped charm latched around your neck.

“You don’t think it’s too much?” you asked nervously as you slowly turned towards him, the bracelets on your wrists jingling with your movement. Hobie hummed as he hungrily scanned you up and down, admiring each and every dip and curve of your body.

“Nah, it's perfect,” he grinned ear to ear. “You're perfect,” Hobie whispered as he cupped your cheek. You shivered a little as he gently massaged your lovehandles as he pecked your forehead. You blushed as you slid your hands onto his thin shoulders.

"Really?" you murmured. Your boyfriend smiled as he kept his hands on your waist.

“Really,” he whispered. Your heart skipped a beat as he closed the gap between you two, his warm, plush lips caressing yours in a tender embrace. You squeaked as he slid his hand down and squeezed one of your plump asscheeks.

“Hobie,” you squeaked as you ducked your head into his shoulder.

“Sorry, lovie. Just can’t help myself sometimes,” he chuckled with a mischievous smirk. You raised a brow as you playfully flicked his arm.

“Mhm,” you replied before giggling quietly as he kissed the tip of your nose.

“You almost ready to head out?” Hobie asked. You smiled and nodded before grabbing your wallet.

“No need for that, love. I'll take care of everythin’,” he grinned. You blinked and gripped your wallet.

“Are you sure?” you asked as you nervously bit your lip. Hobie nodded, his mouth curved into a warm smile.

“‘Course. I wanna spoil my girl tonight,” he winked and smoothed his hands over your hips again. Your heart warmed as you slowly set your wallet down.

"Thank you, baby," you smiled and pulled him into a tight hug. Hobie sighed as he rubbed your back.

"Welcome. Now...how does ramen sound for dinner tonight?" he smiled. Your heart leapt as your face brightened.

"Sounds amazing," you giggled while squeezing his hand. Hobie grinned as he gave a small nod, his long strides leading the two of you out of your shared flat.

"By the way, there's a new boba shop that just opened up nearby. You wanna head over there before we eat?" he asked, your interlocked hands swaying while the two of you walked down the bustling London streets. You tilted your head as you thought for a moment.

"Well...boba's usually pretty sweet, so maybe we could save it for dessert?" you suggested while gazing into his warm, alluring eyes.

"Sounds good to me," your boyfriend grinned. His high-laced boots thudded against the pavement while the two of you continued your stroll. You sighed and rested your head on his shoulder as the two of you waited at a pedestrian crossing.

"You alright?" Hobie asked while rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. You nodded and slowly opened your eyes.

"Yeah - just happy that I finally get to spend some time with you," you said with a gentle smile. Your lover's eyes softened as he pulled you closer to his side, your bodies pressed against one another as he pecked the crown of your head. You blinked as several people began to pass the two of you as the crossing sign blinked.

"Guess that's our cue," Hobie chuckled. You giggled as he lead you down the sidewalk. Your eyes lit up when you saw the soft glow of Yamashiro's Ramen House gleam on the pavement below. A young man at the cash register smiled as the two of you stepped inside.

"いらっしゃいませ!" he chirped [Welcome!]. You reflected his friendly smile as the two of you stepped up.

"Hi, Shinji!" you replied. You heard some ruckus in the kitchen before a middle-aged man stepped out, his apron stained and crows-feet crinkling at the corners of his eyes.

"Hello, Mr. Yamashiro!" you smiled brightly.

"Ah, Hobie and (Y/N)! My favorite customers!" he said with outstretched arms.

"You say that about all of your customers," Shinji muttered. Mr. Yamashiro shot his nephew a glare before he instructed him to seat the two of you.

"I hope the two of you are ready for the house special tonight!" the owner beamed before shuffling back into the kitchen. You and Hobie exchanged glances while sliding into a booth.

"What's the house special?" you asked Shinji. The young man leaned forward as he handed you the menus.

"It's just the regular Sapporo ramen he makes but with a secret ingredient," he whispered.

"Shinji!" Mr. Yamashiro called. The waiter flinched before giving the two of you a short bow.

"Excuse me," he said before rushing to greet a group of high-school students, all of them stuffed into their preppy uniforms. You smiled as you turned towards Hobie, your hands finding each other under the table.

"What're you thinkin' of gettin', doll?" he hummed as his eyes scanned the menu. You pursed your lips and shrugged.

"Just the usual," you replied. Hobie raised a brow. "What?" you giggled.

"Not gonna venture out, eh?" he teased with a smirk. You playfully poked your tongue out at him as you closed your menu.

"You know me and trying new things at restaurants. It usually doesn't end well..." you sighed and crossed your ankles, your flats clicking against the floor. The group of highschoolers passed the two of you, a few of them wrinkling their noses as they looked you up and down. You shrunk a little beneath their gaze and shifted in your seat.

"Fair 'nough," your boyfriend grinned as Shinji came back to your tables with two glasses of water.

"Are we ready?" the young waiter asked as he flipped over to a new page on his notepad. You smiled and nodded.

"I'll have the regular Sapporo ramen, please," you chirped.

"I'll do the Okinawa Soba with spice level five, please," Hobie sniffed. Shinji nodded as he took down your orders.

"Great! And what to drink?" he asked.

"Water's fine," you and Hobie replied at the same time. You giggled and gently nudged the tip of his boot with your shoe. He squeezed your hand in return with a small tug at the corner of his mouth.

"Excellent. I'll bring your food out as soon as possible," Shinji beamed. You watched as he stepped away before turning back to your love.

"I'm surprised she didn't order the whole menu," one of the highschoolers snorted nearby while staring at you. Your cheeks burned as you looked down at your lap. Hobie turned and glared at the group of boys. Their smiles fell as they ducked their heads.

"Arseholes," he muttered. You gave him a small smile, your heartrate slowing down as you uncrossed your ankles.

"There's a lightshow at the park a block over. You wanna go after this?" you asked. Hobie sighed as he leaned forward, his hand still gently holding yours beneath the table.

"I don't know. Sounds pretty boring," he said while tilting his head. You furrowed your brows before he started to snicker, one of his eyes cracked open and tongue slightly poking out.

"Cheeky thing," you giggled and rolled your eyes. Hobie chuckled as he relaxed in his seat.

"I'd love to go, babe," he replied sincerely this time. "Then maybe we could stop for boba on the way back," Hobie added. The two of you continued to chat as you waited and through eating dinner. Meanwhile, you caught the group of highschoolers staring at you and snickering to themselves. Their nagging began to gnaw at you as the broth in your ramen bowl grew lower and lower.

"Man, that was good," Hobie sighed and patted his lean stomach. You nodded, your eyelids drooping a little as you felt the post-meal sleepiness hit you. Your boyfriend grunted as he tilted his head side to side before slipping out of the booth.

"I'll go 'head and pay up front. Gotta use the loo before we head out," he murmured. You gave a small nod and watched as he walked to the front counter, the chains on his jeans jingling as he pulled out his wallet. Hobie soon disappeared into the bathroom just as several of the high school boys came up to your table. You blinked.

"Can I help you?" you asked. They all snorted and laughed as they held a big bowl of ramen towards you.

"'Well, we noticed that you ran out of food - would you like some of ours?" a dirty blonde snorted as he forcefully shoved it at you. You frowned and scooted away, your shoulders folding into your chest as you glanced at the table.

"I'm fine, thank you," you replied.

"Aw, don't be shy. We saw how you scarfed that other bowl down," a brunette piped up. You blushed and bit the inside of your cheek as you felt trapped where you sat.

"Good thing she's sitting in a booth, 'cause she'd probably break one of the chairs if she tried to sit in 'em!" another barked. They all howled laughed while tears began to line the corners of your eyes.

"The bloody hell's goin' on here?" Hobie rumbled, his voice stern and cold. The group of boys stiffened as they slowly turned around. The look of fury on your boyfriend's face was completely chilling: his nostrils flared and eyes wide. His knuckles cracked as he stared down each and every one of the young boys.

“You all sayin’ shit to my girl?” Hobie growled as he strolled up to the one holding the extra ramen bowl. The schoolboy gasped as Hobie towered over him, his lean muscles tensing beneath his jean jacket as he sneered.

"N-No," he trembled. Hobie crossed his arms as he narrowed his arms.

"Then mind your own goddamn business and fuck off," he snarled and tilted his head towards the door. You've never seen someone scramble away that quickly, the group tossing some money at Shinji before rushing over top of one another to get out the door.

“Wankers, all of 'em,” he huffed and shook his head. Your love parted his lips as a single tear fell down your cheek. “Love?” he asked as he wiped the loose tear falling down your cheek. You swallowed the lump growing in your throat as he knelt down. His face was so warm and gentle as he cupped your cheek, his metal rings cool against your hot cheeks.

"Oi, whatever those arseholes said to their, they're fuckin' wrong. You're a knockout, okay?" Hobie said firmly. You sniffed and glanced away.

"I know," you sighed. Hobie kissed your hand, your eyes drifting back to his face.

"I know you know...but you need to hear it, too," he smiled and laid your palm against his sharp cheek. Your heart skipped a beat as he kissed along the side of your hand.

"Thanks, baby," you cooed. Hobie grinned as he grabbed your hand.

“How about we go to the park now, yeah?” he suggested while you rose to your feet. The burning feeling in your cheeks began to fade as your heart felt lighter.

"Yeah," you grinned and wiped at your eyes.

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"There's so many people here!" you gaped as the two of you walked through the park. A whole crowd gathered in the amphitheater, the whole area filled with idle chatter while your eyes wandered across the spacious park. You gasped when you accidentally ran into someone. “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” you said. A tall, beefy man raised a brow at you, his eyes locking on the cleavage that peeked out of your tank top.

“Watch where you’re going…slut,” he muttered as he began to walk away.

“Watch where you’re standin’, you prick,” Hobie instantly snapped back. The man flared his nostrils before quickly turning on his heel. You gasped when he pushed Hobie back.

“You wanna run that by me again?” the large man growled. Hobie kept himself in front of you, his hand reaching behind him to make sure there was enough distance. Your heart dropped as the man stared Hobie down, his form towering over both of you. He stood up straight when a blonde woman rested her hand on his forearm.

“Hey, babe. I was wondering where you wandered off to,” she chirped as she soothingly rubbed his arm and gave you an apologetic look. He eventually grunted and stepped back.

“Sorry. Just got…distracted,” he flashed a scowl at the two of you before being tugged away by his lover. You sighed with relief while Hobie pulled you to his side.

“You okay?” he asked softly and he pulled you into a tight hug. You nodded and nuzzled your face into his chest. You bit your lip as fear struck through your heart.

“You didn’t have to defend me like that. What if he hurt you?” you pouted as you pulled back. Hobie gazed into your eyes softly as he cupped your chin.

“It would’ve been worth it,” he murmured softly as he rested his forehead against yours. Your eyes lit up as your heart melted on the spot.

“Aw, Hobie,” you cooed and pecked his lips. You gasped when the music started to roar from the amphitheater and streams of lights danced across the park. “It’s starting!” you shouted excitedly as you grabbed his hand. Hobie chuckled as you pulled him towards some empty spots at the top of the amphitheater, your soft skirt swaying in the wind as you quickly made your way towards the seats. You smoothed your hands over your skirt as Hobie sank onto the bench, his long legs sprawled out in front of him.

“Wow,” you breathed as the lights before you gracefully moved back and forth to the beat of the upbeat pop music. Hobie smiled as he rested his hand over yours, the shiny rings snug on his fingers sliding over your knuckles. You rested your head on his shoulder and sighed, the stress from earlier dissipating as you soaked in his presence.

A slow song eventually came on, the sun having disappeared a while ago past the city skyline as the lights shined brighter than ever. You blinked when he slowly wrapped his hand around yours and stood up, his other hand stretched out for you to take.

“Wanna dance?” he asked. You smiled brightly and nodded before sliding your free hand into his. You grunted as he helped you up, your breasts pushing against his chest before you steadied yourself. The two of you swayed to the gentle rhythm, your eyes locked with his as he hummed along to the lyrics echoing through the park. You sighed and rested your head on his chest as he splayed a hand over your hip, your body glowing with warmth when he kissed the top of your head.

You gasped when a bunch of fireworks suddenly went off, bursts of light and sound reverberating across the open space. You and your lover shared a laugh before turning your attention to the fireworks, your faces illuminated with a variety of colors. You shifted your gaze back to your boyfriend, time slowing down to a standstill as you placed your hands on his shoulders. He smiled softly as you leaned on your tiptoes, your lips just barely brushing over his.

Your heart felt like it was about to burst as he tilted his head down. You moaned quietly into the passionate kiss, his lip ring rubbing against your soft mouth as he squeezed your hip. You sighed through your nose as you squeezed your plush thighs together, your body shivering with bliss before he pulled back. The fireworks began to fade as the crowd erupting into a wave of cheers. Hobie pecked your lips again as he squeezed your hip.

“Ready for some boba?” your love asked as he tucked some hair behind your ear. You hummed as the two of you started making your way towards the gates of the park.

“Yeah! And maybe we could stop by the bookshop before we head home?” you asked while slinging your arm around his. Hobie hummed as he thought to himself.

“No,” he replied in a flat tone. Your jaw dropped before he busted out laughing.

“Cheeky thing,” you said before pinching his cheek. He snickered as you released his cheek and rubbed his back. Both of you continued walking until you reached the small boba shop just outside of the park. Your eyes lit up when you stepped inside, two young women glancing up from behind the counter.

“Hello! What can I get started for you two?” one of them beamed, her dark ponytail swishing as she stepped up. You waved back before glancing up at the menu. Your eyes sparkled as you read over the variety of flavors, mouth watering in anticipation of your sweet treat.

“Hmm…could I please have a strawberry boba?” you asked politely.

“Green tea f’me, please,” Hobie added as he slung one of his arms around your shoulder.

“Of course! That will be £8 please,” she chirped. Hobie pulled out his money and handed it to the cashier, the other worker busying herself with your drinks. “Thank you!” the woman smiled before shuffling over to her coworker. You stepped over to the side with Hobie, your heart lighting up as you gazed at his face.

“Somethin’ wrong, lovie?” your love hummed. You shook your head before pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Nope, just thinking about how much I love you,” you smiled sweetly. Your boyfriend’s eyes softened before he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Love you, too, baby,” he smiled.

“你看到她穿什么了吗?,” one of the women whispered loudly [Did you see what she was wearing?]. Hobie perked his head up and narrowed his eyes. The two servers glanced behind their shoulders before giggling.

“她的衣服是从哪里来的？垃圾箱?” the other snickered [Where did her clothes come from? The dumpster?]. They both laughed loudly before Hobie cleared his throat.

“你为什么不专心做我们的饮料而不是侮辱我的女人?” he said to them with a tense smile [Why don’t you focus on making our drinks instead of insulting my girlfriend?]. Their grins immediately fell as their faces turned bright red. He huffed as they turned back around busied themselves with making your drinks.

“What did you say to them?” you asked with a nervous glance. Hobie shrugged.

“Just told them to stop gossiping and focus,” he replied while wrapping an arm around you. You looked down, the sneaking suspicion that they were gossiping about you gnawing at the back of your mind. You blinked.

“Hold on - you speak Chinese?” you asked. Hobie pursed his lips as he drummed his fingers against your arm.

“Yeah. Picked it up from my old neighbor Mrs. Chen,” he explained. Your lover paused and chuckled, a bright smile crossing his features. “Though most of what she said was more…colorful,” Hobie grinned. One of the workers shuffled up to the counter and placed your drinks down.

“S-Sorry for the wait!” she squeaked, her eyes a little wide and cheeks dusted with pink. You smiled as the two of you took your drinks.

“You’re fine! Thank you so much!” you chirped with a wave. Hobie sucked on his straw before holding the door open for you.

“M’lady,” he said.

“Why, thank you,” you giggled while placing a hand over your chest. Hobie shared your bright smile as the two of you stepped out into the cool summer night. You hummed and slipped your hand into his while enjoying the sweet drink.

“So…to the bookshop?” Hobie asked. You nodded as you pulled your lips away from the thick straw.

“To the bookshop!” you beamed as you strode alongside him. Thankfully, the shop was right across the street from your shared flat. Your heart leapt when you saw the glowing sign for Hardy's Bookstore. A small bell chimed as soon as you stepped into the shop. A young woman in glasses peeked from behind a bookshelf and smiled.

“Hey (Y/N)! Hi Hobie!” she called with a wave.

“Hi Felicia!” you said as you stepped inside. You gasped and stumbled back when a black cat suddenly hissed at you and scurried away. You blushed and squeezed the plastic boba cup in your hand.

“Sorry about that,” you laughed nervously. Felicia waved her hand as she climbed down from the ladder.

“Oh, she’ll be fine. She just likes to nap in inconvenient spots,” the shopkeeper sighed. She adjusted her glasses before resting her hands on her hips. “Can I help you all look for anything?” Felicia asked with a sparkle in her eye. You hummed and took another sip from your drink.

“Hmm…I think we’re just looking around for now,” you replied.

“Alright. If you all need anything, I’ll be behind the counter,” she grinned.

“‘Kay. Thank you,” you smiled. She gave a short nod before walking behind the counter, her cat following in suit and swishing its tail back and forth. You started to walk around the store, sipping on your boba from time to time while perusing the shelves.

“Babe…we should see if they have any books about yoga,” Hobie whispered with a little smirk.

"Oh? And why's that?" you asked with a raised brow. You gasped as he slid his finger down your back, the sensation sending a shiver down your spine.

"'Cause I like it when you wear tight clothes," he murmured as his hands traced over your love handles. You squeezed your thighs together as you glanced over your shoulder, your heart pounding as his breath fell over your ear. "And seein' you all bent over," Hobie rumbled.

"H-Hobie," you whispered while glancing around. You felt him smirk against the shell of your ear before he leaned back.

"Just sayin'," he winked before sliding his hands into his pockets. Your entire body tensed with lust as you bit down on your straw.

"Maybe we should-" you froze when you laid eyes on a book about dieting. You felt your stomach twist into knots as your heart grew heavier by the second.

“Babe?” Hobie asked as he furrowed his brows. You swallowed thickly as you balled your free hand into a tight fist. He followed your line of sight and frowned. You glanced down at your body as several disgusting mantras about yourself began to ring inside your mind.

“(Y/N), what's wrong?” your boyfriend asked in a hushed tone. You sniffed and shook your head, your strawberry boba nearly spilling onto the floor as you squeezed the cup in a tight grip.

“I’m sorry, Hobie. I-I think I need go,” you choked. Your lover gently rubbed his hands up and down your arms as he came behind you.

“It's okay, (Y/N). Let's head on home," he whispered. You only gave him a silent nod as you nearly crushed the plastic cup in your hand. He made sure to stand beside you as you kept your head down.

“‘Night, Felicia!” Hobie called and gave her a small wave before escorting you back outside. You did everything you could to suppress the urge to break down right there on the street - your heart racing and mind dizzy as your own thoughts tore you apart.

“Almost there, baby,” Hobie reassured you as you climbed up the stairs to your flat. You finally released a choked sob right as you crossed the threshold of your abode, kicking your shoes off and tossing your cup in a bin nearby. Hobie immediately placed a hand on your back as he guided you over to the couch, your body shivering as you wept.

“I-I’m sorry,” you cried. Your boyfriend wrapped his lanky arms around you as he kissed your temple.

“What are you sorry ‘bout, love?” he asked softly as he held you against his chest. Your bottom lip trembled as you hiccupped, your face completely soaked with tears.

"I...I'm sorry if I'm an embarrassment to you,” you sniffed. He blinked, his eyes nearly popping out of your head.

“What do you mean? You've never embarrassed me, never,” he said firmly while clasping his hands over yours. You sniffed and wiped at your eyes.

“But...why would you want to be with someone like me?” you choked as you looked away, a bitter taste washing over your mouth. “Ugly, fat, clumsy,” the insults towards yourself fell past your lips like drops of cold venom. Hobie tensed next to you as he gripped your hands. The room was filled with a heavy silence before he took a deep breath.

“You mean beautiful,” he said while kissing your cheek. You blinked and sat up as you felt his warm lips caress over your face. “Irresistible,” Hobie continued before pressing a soft kiss to your nose. Your breath hitched as he cupped your chin and turned your head towards him, lips brushed against yours as he sighed. “And the kindest, most amazing woman I've ever known,” he whispered lovingly before resting his lips on yours. You felt your insecurities start to melt away the longer your mouths rested in a sweet kiss. Your heart skipped a beat as Hobie slid his hand down to rest on top of your thigh. You gasped for air as the two of you parted, your warm breaths mingling while you swallowed thickly.

“D-Do you really mean that?” you asked breathlessly. Hobie smiled and tilted his head as he rested his forehead on yours.

“Of course I mean it,” he murmured. Your heart leapt as he squeezed the top of your thigh. “But why don’t I just show you instead?” he purred in a low, husky voice. You gasped as he slid his hand lower and cupped your burning sex, the bottom of his palm grinding against your covered clit. "That alright with you, doll?" Hobie asked as he pecked your lips over and over. You squeezed your eyes shut as you pushed the thoughts away, your sex yearning for his hungry touch.

"Yes...please," you said breathlessly. You squealed as Hobie kissed you deeply, his hand rubbing up and down your clothed pussy as he groaned.

”Gonna make sure I love every single inch of you tonight - show you just how precious you are,” Hobie purred as he cupped your cheek with his free hand. He brushed his thumb over your lower lip as he sighed. "Startin' with these gorgeous lips of yours," he grinned. Your heart fluttered as he leaned forward, his mouth gravitating towards yours like a magnet. Your heart glowed as your lips moved in a passionate dance, Hobie's hands wandering the expanse of your body and resting on your hips.

"Hold on t'me," he said. You furrowed your brows before he suddenly slipped his hands beneath your ass and picked you up. You squealed when he slowly lifted you up, his wry arms supporting your body while you hooked your feet around the back of his thighs. "There we go," Hobie cooed before locking lips with you once more. You moaned softly into the kiss as your body trembled in anticipation.

“I'll make you feel so good, you'll forget all about those nasty things you think about yourself,” Hobie murmured while carrying you to the bedroom. You ducked your head into his shoulder as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He sighed while stepping through the threshold, his hands kneading your bum as he breathed against the wet spot on your neck.

Your heart skipped a beat as he raked his eyes over your body. He unlaced his boots before pulling his shirt over his head, his chest heaving as he licked his lips. The wooden bed frame creaked as he climbed on top of you, his thin legs spreading yours apart while his hands wandered beneath your tank top.

"Been waitin' all night to get my hands on your beautiful tits," he grunted while rolling your tank top up. You squealed as Hobie tossed your shirt aside and quickly worked your bra loose.

"I thought you were more of an ass man?" you giggled. Hobie raised his brows as he flashed you a cheeky grin.

"I am...but tonight's about lovin' all of you," he smirked. His breath hitched as your breasts fell down and jiggled, your nipples growing hard against the cool air of your bedroom. “God, look at you,” he sucked in a sharp breath before eagerly grabbing at one of your plush tits. Your eyes widened as he massaged your mound while he dipped his head down, capturing your other nipple between his puckered lips.

“F-Fuck,” you whined and arched your back as he lavished your breast with wet, sloppy kisses and licks while he pinched your other nipple between his two fingers. His nostrils flared against your exposed skin as he gently ground his hips against yours.

“H-Hobie, please,” you mewled and bucked your hips forward, you’re body craving more of his insatiable touch. Hobie grinned against your tit as he slid one of his hands against your panties, his palm gliding over your aching sex.

“You want me to keep goin’?” he asked in a husky whisper, your nipple falling out of his mouth with a slick “pop”. You nodded as you arched your back.

“Please…I-I need you,” you breathed, your breasts rising and falling as you felt his fingertips glide over your slick, covered hole. A flicker of lust danced in his eyes as he slowly shuffled back on his knees.

“God, you’re so sexy, baby,” Hobie groaned as he hooked his thumbs beneath the band of your skirt. You blushed and covered your face as he tugged the soft fabric down your thighs, your walls clenching around nothing as he hungrily eyes your clothed sex.

“H-Hobie,” you stammered bashfully. Your hips snapped forward when he suddenly laid his lips between your breasts and rested his hands over your knees.

"Sculpted by the gods themselves, I swear," he whispered gently, his lips dancing over the rolls of your belly as he inched closer to your mound. Your legs tensed around his head as his hot breath fell over your panties. Your chest grew tight as Hobie kissed over your covered cunt, the tip of his tongue lapping over the small wet spot growing in your panties. You whined as his nose rubbed against your puffy clit, his hands tenderly tracing over each and every stretch mark on the inside of your thighs. You eventually slid your fingers away from your eyes, your heart nearly stopping when you met his hungry gaze.

“Mmm, you taste so fuckin’ sweet,” he panted, his tongue slightly hanging out before he licked his lips. Your eyes widened as he pushed your panties aside, his lips growing glossy with your slick as he pressed a soft kiss to your soft, delectable folds. You shivered and grabbed at his long, puffy wicks as he flatted his tongue over your bundle of nerves, a wave of pleasure rolling through your core as you bucked your hips forward.

“Fuck, Hobie,” you moaned as your thighs shook around his head. Hobie groaned as he lapped along your juicy slit, his fingers digging into your soft flesh as your pussy soaked his plump lips. You cried out and arched your spine as he puckered his lips around your engorged bud while two of his long, thick fingers prodded at your weeping entrance.

“You want my fingers, baby girl?” Hobie murmured, his lips dancing over your labia while he circled the tight seam of your hole with his digits. “Want me to spread you open and make you cum so hard you see stars, hm?” he purred before teasingly flicking your clit with his tongue.

“Y-Yes!” you squealed as you tugged on his thick hair. Hobie grinned before pressing a soft kiss to the inside of your thigh.

“Good girl,” he purred before slowly pushing his fingers past the rim of your entrance. Your jaw dropped as you released a loud moan, your walls clenching around every inch of his thick fingers as he swirled his tongue around your bundle of nerves. “Shit, you're grippin' me so tight, doll,” Hobie drawled before encasing his plump lips around your clit once more.

“G-God, Hobie. Feels so good,” you whined as he began to pump his digits in and out of your slick hole, each drag of his fingers leaving a louder squelch than the last. “Yes, yes, yes,” you panted as he curled the pads of his digits against your sensitive gummy g-spot. You keened as he shoved his face even closer, nearly suffocating himself against your cunt as he swirled his tongue around your clit like a delicious lollipop.

“Please,” you whined as you tossed your head to the side as he scissored his fingers inside your cunt, spreading your hole wide open as a glistening trail of arousal oozed out. You felt him smile against your burning sex before he started to pump his fingers in and out of you even faster. The drag of his digits along your gummy walls drove you further into a mind-numbing bliss, the muscles in your lower half growing tighter and tighter with every perfect stroke of his fingers.

“Fuck, yes!” you cried out as you heaved, your head spinning as he curled his fingers up each time he sheathed them down to his knuckles.

"Makin' such pretty noises, sweet girl," he murmured before diving back in, devouring your cunt like it was his last meal. The room around you spun as you mewled and rubbed your pussy against his chin, the friction driving you closer to the edge.

"P-Please - I'm so close," you moaned as he thrusted his digits at a desperate pace. Your eyes rolled back when the band inside you suddenly snapped, your jaw going slack as you screamed his name. Your vision flooded with white as your hips rolled forward, your body stiff as your mind was torn apart in the riptide of euphoria. Tears streamed down your cheeks as your walls clamped down on his digits, Hobie’s tongue still swirling around your clit as your slick cream beaded around his knuckles. You panted and whined as the bliss began to fade, your body glowing with a thin sheen of sweat as Hobie eagerly lapped up your sweet juices.

You moaned as your boyfriend tilted his head up, his lower face completely soaked in your arousal. You whimpered as he slowly pulled his fingers from your raw, drenched pussy, the emptiness leaving your hole gaping and begging to be filled once more. Hobie hungrily eyed the white cream that coated his fingers before shifting his gaze back to you. He smirked as he rolled out his tongue and shoved his digits into his watering mouth. Hobie moaned while he swirled his wet muscle around his slick-coated fingers, his cock straining against his ripped jeans.

“Fuck,” you panted as he savored the sweet flavor of your cum, shoving his fingers in and out of his mouth until they were sucked clean. You felt a cold chill run through you when you saw the massive bulge straining beneath his ripped jeans while he bucked his hips against nothing. Hobie stared into your eyes as he slowly pulled his fingers from his mouth before licking his lips.

“You taste so fuckin' delicious, babe,” he said as he started to unbuckle his belt. Your heart pounded inside your ribcage as Hobie shoved his pants and briefs down his sleek thighs, his long, dark cock springing free and slapping against the trail of dark hair against his stomach. You parted your lips as he fisted his length, his hand gliding over his throbbing dick as he moaned softly.

“I wanna feel every single inch of your pretty pussy wrapped around my cock - huggin’ me, milkin’ me dry,” he panted. You shifted beneath him, your insecurities quickly flooding back into our mind as his eyes raked over your completely exposed body. "You're beautiful, baby," Hobie cooed as if reading your mind. Your eyes widened as he pressed his lips to yours while guiding his bulbous, weeping tip to your puckering entrance. Your pupils dilated as Hobie grinned against your mouth, the slick sound of him rubbing your arousal across the head of his cock making you shudder.

“You ready f’me, sweet girl?” Hobie murmured. You nodded, your eyes wide and breath ragged as he smeared your slick across the head of his cock. Hobie groaned into your ear as he pushed his hips forward, his cock sinking into your tight heat at a slow, steady pace.

"O-Oh my God,” you whimpered as you felt his length stretch out your tight hole, a thick ring of your cream surrounding his long shaft as he inched himself inside you.

“That’s my good girl - takin’ my cock so well,” he panted as your walls fluttered around his throbbing dick. You moaned at his filthy words and clawed at his upper back, your pussy lewdly squelching as he paused halfway before starting to drag his cock back out.

“A-Ah,” you keened as he slid his length back inside, his cock tenderly massaging every inch of your drenched, gummy walls. You gasped when Hobie leaned down and puckered his lips around your hard nipple, his tongue eagerly swirling around the perky bud as he rocked his hips forward.

“Look so gorgeous like this, baby - no clothes hidin’ your perfect body from me,” he rumbled before gently tugging on your nipple between his soft lips. You squealed as his patch of thick hair grinded against your swollen clit, each push of his hips sending a pulse of heat through your sensitive button.

"R-Right there," you moaned as his tip massaged your spongey g-spot, your toes curling as pleasure washed over you. Hobie pinched your nipple between his teeth as he snapped his hips, his heavy balls slapping against your plump ass as he groaned. "Fuck!" you cried out as your pussy greedily sucked his cock closer to your cervix.

"Shit, grippin' me so good, (Y/N)," he hissed, his eyes glazed over as he moved his lips over your neck. You tilted your head as he sucked at the top of your choker, his hands tensing around your hips as you felt a familiar knot start to tighten in your lower belly. "Fit around me so perfectly," Hobie praised as he raked his teeth over your pulse. Your heart charm clinked against the faux leather of your choker with every thrust, your bracelets jingling as you dug your nails into his shoulders.

"Hobie, I-I'm close," you gulped with a high-pitched moan. Hobie grinned as he panted against the wet patch on your skin, his cock twitching inside your snug sex as he gingerly laced his fingers between yours. He leaned up and gazed into your eyes as his tip slamming against your swollen cervix as he moaned.

"C'mon sweet girl - show me that pretty face you make when you cum," Hobie rumbled lowly as he drew sloppy circles around your clit. You thrashed beneath him as you pushed your breasts forward, an intoxicating wave of pleasure washing over you as the cord in your tummy snapped.

"Hobie!" you screamed his name as your cunt squeezed his dick in a vice grip.

"That's it - fuck, you look so beautiful when you soak my cock," Hobie shuddered as his thrusts began to falter. You sobbed as your body trembled with bliss, your moans choked as you rolled your head back and panted heavily.

"Shit," you squeezed your eyes shut as your walls deliciously convulsed around your boyfriend's shaft. A low growl rose from your lover's chest as your high began to fade, your limbs turned to jelly as Hobie relentlessly drove his cock into your soaked cunt. Your stomach dropped when he suddenly pulled out, his cock swollen and drenched in your juices as he flipped your around.

"Shh, it's alright. Just relax f'me," Hobie cooed as he patted your waist. Your eyes shot open when he hooked his arms beneath your legs and pulled you flush against him. Your toes curled as he picked you up and sheathed himself inside you in one swift motion, the sudden fullness making your eyes roll back and cunt clench.

“Fuck!” you whined as you threw your head against his shoulder Hobie smirked against your neck as he slowly carried you over to the full-body mirror hanging on your closet door. Your eyes widened when you watched the way your arousal leaked and bubbled around the base of his girthy shaft. Hobie sighed as he adjusted his arms, your plump legs jiggling as he rested his mouth against your ear.

“Look at that gorgeous, amazing woman in the mirror,” he breathed while rocking his hips forward, driving his cock deeper inside you with every thrust. Your face grew red hot as you quickly glanced away.

“H-Hobie,” you flushed. He clicked his tongue.

“Eyes up, lovie,” he murmured softly with a sharp thrust. You moaned and hooked your hands around his neck as his balls slapped against your wet folds. “Mm, look at your sweet cunt swallowin' my cock whole,” Hobie grunted with a heavy sigh. You squeezed your eyes shut as a mind-numbing wave of euphoria swept through your body.

“B-Baby, fuck,” you moaned as you felt the tip of his cock graze over your g-spot again. Hobie purred as he bit at your earlobe.

“Say ‘I’m beautiful’, sweet girl,” he rumbled while squeezing the back of your knees. Your walls clenched around his length, your cheeks clapping every time he thrusted up into you.

“I-I’m beautiful,” you said in a hushed ton. Your legs tensed when he laid his lips on your neck and started to pound even harder inside your messy cunt.

“C’mon, baby girl. Let me hear you,” he sucked in a sharp breath as he admired the lewd reflection: your breasts and rolls bouncing every time he brought you down on his veiny dick. You cried out as you felt your third orgasm suddenly sneak, your body twitching in his tight grasp as tears rolled down your face.

“I-I’m beautiful!” you yelped in a cracked voice as your pussy squeezed and fluttered around his hard length. Hobie released a guttural groan as he stiffened against you, his cock throbbing against the gummy plug to your womb as he painted your walls with thick, hot ropes of his cum. Hobie's arms tightly wrapped around the back of your knees as he moaned your name.

"Baby, fuck," Hobie choked as he kept your back flush against his chest. You moaned softly while your love thrusted up into you a few more times, his dick softening between your gummy walls while your combined juices dripped down his shaft and coated his plump, potent balls. You sighed as you felt his cock twitch inside your cunt for the last time, his hot breath falling over your shoulder as the smell of sex permeated through the room. Your muscles relaxed as he kissed your cheek, his eyes lingering on the reflection of his cock stuffing your swollen pussy before he licked his lips.

“God, you’re amazing,” he grunted while slowly walking back to the messy bed. You could only mewl at his words, your mind lost in a haze of euphoria as your body turned to putty in his wiry arms. You whimpered as your legs burned from being spread for so long, your body falling onto the mattress as he slowly pulled out of you.

“You did so good, baby,” Hobie whispered as he kissed up and down your cheek, his hands wandering the expanse of your body. "So, so good," he cooed before pecking your lips, his eyes soft and brimming with affection. You sighed and kept your hands wrapped around his neck as he caressed his lips against yours, the taste of yourself faint on his warm tongue.

“My beautiful girl,” he continued before nibbling on your bottom lip. Your heart glowed as he laid on top of you, his fingers intertwined with yours as your lips met in a passionate embrace. "Now...how 'bout we take a nice, hot bath, yeah?" he whispered with a small chuckle. You smiled and nuzzled your nose against his.

"That sounds wonderful...but there's one problem," you sighed as the tips of your ears burned. Hobie raised a brow as he scanned you up and down. "You're probably gonna have to carry me," you giggled with a blush. Hobie's eyes widened a little before he released a breathy laugh.

"I'll take any chance to feel your skin against mine," he purred before smoothing his hand over your hip. You reflected his satisfied smile as he scooped you up in his arms and pressed his lips to your neck. "C'mon, lovie; let's get ourselves cleaned up," Hobie whispered gently before carrying you out of your bedroom.

Your heart glowed as you laid your head against his chest as your eyelids began to droop, your mind drifting as you relaxed in his hold.

"I love you, Hobie," you whispered and pecked his chin. You heard him grunt softly as he leaned down at kissed the crown of your head.

"Love you, too, baby girl," he murmured with a gentle smile.

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portgasdwrld · 7 months

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hi! can you write about what ace would do if reader have trouble sleeping? They’re not in a relationship but there’s smth going on. He’d see her several nights outside on the ship when he’s on watch duty and he’s sorta worried

Seasick

✧.* sleepless nights/ GN!reader x Ace

✧.* no warning, fluff

✧.*Im not sure if you wanted y/n to not be able to sleep because of their feelings for Ace and him not knowing. Anyways 🍃I added a bit of both

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

Your eyes are staring off at the sea as you watch the waves collapse in each other embrace and the moon guiding the boat through the darkness of the night. The ship is rocking against the water to the snoozes of the early one who fell asleep as your body is leant towards the rail where your arms find support. Your eyes are heavy but your mind is too occupied to allow you to sleep.

Questions about life, about your existent, your goals are flooding your thoughts like it never did before. You find yourself doubting everything even your friends and yourself too. Life just seem so too confusing right now. Your heart is everywhere but nowhere at the same time.

You sigh as you extend your hand to the horizon as if you could catch the sea in your hand. You smile foolishly to yourself as you let it fall down again on the rail.

This night is cold and windy.

With all that, you haven’t notice Ace slowly approaching you. You only notice when you feel a blanket on your shoulders and his cologne charming your senses. You stare at him with tired eyes as you mumble your gratitude before looking away.

-What is keeping you awake so late?

He starts with a slightly worried expression as he joins you in your staring. You scoff a little before addressing him your attention once again.

- I can’t sleep.

-You haven’t been sleeping well for quite some time..

-How do you know ?

-I have been on night-watch this last few days, dummy..but really what’s going on?

You don’t answer as you let his word sink in. You haven’t been sleeping good for days and he is right. You don’t even know why you feel the way you do, maybe it’s because of how your heart feel sick next to him, how your head feel dizzy. He was making you feel seasick.

-Im just caught up in my head, we all have those moments, right?

Ace opens his mouth to speak, but a harsh blow of the wind makes you flinch. He’s quick to catch the blanket and quickly put it back on you. But, he notices how your body is affected by the weather.

-Let me warm you up

He says as he softly takes your forearm and pulls you in, so he’s back hugging you. You close your eyes for a moment enjoying the warmth of his body and the feeling of dizziness slowly creeps up.

You feel his arms hold you tighter against his chest and the feeling of dizziness becomes unbearable as your heart beats faster. Your body relaxes against his familiar energy and a yawn leaves your lips as you feel sleepy.

-You make me feel sleepy.

-Good, you will rest a little then.

You feel him smile as he says that. He talks about the sea and some stories about his childhood and his little brother. Between all this, you find peace within your mind. The feeling of seasickness left and now you are faced with the obvious fact:

You like him.

-Hey, are you even listening?

He asks you as he feels that he has lost your attention. You blink and a soft smile curve your lips as your body is thrown into an epiphany. Warmth and joy tingle your body as your heart embrace the feeling with excitement. You slightly turn and look at his beautiful brown eyes. He smiled back and suddenly his freckles, his lips, his cheeks all seems so kissable. Your eyes glitter as your mouth speak for your heart.

-I like you Ace

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alexa-fika · 4 months

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Hello again I thought of a request

How about the scene in the Baratie Arc

So mihawk attacked Don Krieg because he kidnapped winged reader (wr)

But wr managed to escape and steals a small boat

he's starving and finds the Baratie but he doesn't have money and we see his interaction with Sanji

And at the end he goes with his dad

This going to be a long one 😂

🐼💕~

Escape, Friend, Return ( Zoro,x male!child!reader x Sanji)

A/N: You were not wrong this was long 😳, at least compared to what im used to. When I was writing I was like this wont be so long, and then I was oh…

Dividers by @/saradika

Reader squeaks, avoiding another cannonball heading his way as he flies away

Finally, he managed to reach his destination, an emergency boat intended for use if the main ship sank.

Reader, however, had a much different intention for said boat, intending to escape his captivity at the hands of Captain Krieg.

Don Krieg's face drops as he watches the ship take off.

"Shoot the little rat down!"

Another shriek escapes him as he raises the sails, giving the small boat speed and creating distance from Krieg and the incoming cannonballs

'Shoot for the sails!'.

Don-Kreich and the rest of his crew frantically fire their remaining cannons.

He flinches as one of the cannonballs lands dangerously close, the small boat shaken by the force of the waves created in turn

He sighs with relief as he makes enough distance from the main boat to be out of range of the canon

“I did it…” he mutters, the reality of what just happened to him hitting the young boy as they slowly sink down, rogue tears gradually increasing until a river of tears fell from his eyes, sobbing for his father and the safety on his embrace, exhaustion catching up to him as sleep enveloped him.

Reader was woken up by the ship impacting with a much bigger boat

“Ow,” he whines, rubbing his head, looking up and awing; he had stumbled upon a giant ship if one could call it that, a fish making the underside with a building in the middle.

“B..?” he squints at the words in front of the weird shape, unable to make out what the collection of letters read; he flutters up and into the vast ship.

He sneaks all the way towards where he sees bustling of people, hiding behind a pillar and peeking out, spotting a blond man smoking on the railings of the ship

He squeaks as the man turns his head his way, and he quickly dart back behind the pillar

“Hmm?” Sanji watches the strange sight, tilting his head

Reader peeks his head out again, taking a glimpse at the man, darting back once they see the man staring at him

Sanji watches the child curiously before heading over to the person of interest

He squeals as he peeks out again, only to see the man right before him, slowly backing away, tears welling in his eyes

Sanji looks at the child, his expression softening

“Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?”

“I-I I “

Sanji kneels down in front of the boy.

“Are you alright?” he asks

“I -I want my daddy.”

Sanji looks concerned. “Do you know where he is?” he asks

He shakes their head

“Oh…how about you just come with me to my kitchen then…we can get something to eat at least,” Sanji says

He stares at his hand hesitantly

“Hey, I won’t hurt you, alright? You look like you could use a nice meal. C’mon,” he says, offering his hand

He slowly puts his hands over his

Sanji gently takes the little hand as he starts walking, headed to the kitchen

“What’s your name, kid?” he asks

“Reader”

“And where are you from, Reader?”

“Ummm, im from Papa’s island!”

“Hmm…and how did you end up all alone out here?”

“A bad guy took me,” he said, stretching his wings out

“I see…let’s see if we can find you some food then, ok?” Sanji takes the boy to the kitchen

“Okay!”

Sanji puts the little one on a chair before making them some food

“Here…” Sanji gives him a warm bowl of soup

“Thank you, Mister!”

“You’re welcome…” Sanji says kindly

“That was really yummy, Mister.” he smiles, kicking his feet and lightly flapping his wings in content

“Umm, what's your name, Mister?”

“My name is Sanji…nice to meet you, Reader.”

“Hi, Hi, Sanji!”

“Oi Assitant Headchef Sanji! We need you on the floor! We don’t have any waiters! They ran off yesterday!”

Sanji looks up from his workstation and then turns back to the child; he sighs

“I gotta help these idiots out there. Could you wait for me on the platform? You have a nice view from there; once im done, I‘ll help you find your father; does that sound good?”

“Okay! But you have to promise to come back and help me find Daddy!”

Sanji smiles.

“Do not worry, im a man of my word. Go on now and wait for me there; I’ll be there shortly.”

"Okay." he smiles flying toward the upper balcony

The next hour was a blur to the small child, from meeting the future King of the pirates on the balcony to seeing him comedically try to convince Sanji to join his crew to laughing joyously as Luffy and Zoro quarrel to a feeling of fear and dread enveloped him as the familiar gold armored man came barging in, carried by the hungry man, asking for food and pummeling Sanji to the ground and shooting all the chefs when he received the food but did received refusal to his demand of handing the restaurant To him.

He now found themselves crying in the hands of the blond cook as he soothed down his loud sobs and cries.

Sanji sighs softly as he takes a handkerchief and gently wipes his tears

"Hey, Hey, it's okay; he's not gonna touch you again, darling."

"H-H-he came back, he came back, and Mister Sanji and the others got hurt!"

"Hey now, I will never let anyone hurt you, alright?" Sanji pulls the child close to him

He grunts as Don Krieg starts demanding food for his crew; needing food to feed a hundred people, he gently passes over the kid over to Zoro, who happens to be the closest to him; once they had managed to calm down the child, their sobs now simply reduced to heavy breathing.

"Stay here, Darling, i'll be right back

"Where are you going?" a chef questions

"Im going to the kitchen to prepare enough food for a hundred people," he mutters, taking a drag from his cigarette as chaos erupted in the restaurant once again, punches being delivered until Zeff walked out and handed a bag full of food for Krieg's crew

Zoro rolls his eyes, glancing down at the child. In his arms

"Oi, where are your parents?" he questions

"I don't know where Daddy is."

"Who is your dad?"

"Umm, Daddy!

"Of course," He grunts

"....That hawk-eyed man whose glare is sharp enough to kill a man," the hungry man mutters as they both tune in back to the conversation

"That's Daddy!"

"What?!" he said, ruffling through his pockets and pulling out a wrinkled old paper with a familiar face on it

"Is this your father?"

"That's Daddy!"

"You're the child of H-

His discovery Is cut short as a tremendous force cuts the huge galleon in half, making the baratie sway violently.

"Look out!" He growls, moving reader out of the way as the swaying throws the chairs and tables around, almost taking with it Reader.

He squeals at the sudden collision and movement; they look up a Zoro

"Are you okay?"

He, however, does not respond, eyes glued in front of him, staring at the ship that was slowly sinking to the sea, and in front of it floated a raft with a familiar man sitting on it.

"DADDY!" he cheers, wriggling out of Zoro's grasp to fly towards their father, barreling right into him

Mihawk catches the young child, gently holding him in one arm.

"There, there..."

"You're here," he mutters

Mihawk nods, gently running his fingers through his hair

"I am," he says, looking down at him

"Are you unharmed? Did they hurt you?" he said, gesturing to Zoro and their aquentainces.

He shakes his head

"They helped me, they gave me food, and they took care of me."

He hums at their answer

"Damn you, what did we do to you?! Why the hell did you have to follow us all the way out here!" a crewmate of Krieg sneered, pulling out two guns and shooing the swordsman

"Why? What impertinence to ask such a question; I came because you had the nerve to take something from me," he said, deflecting the bullets from him and his child with ease.

"You really are the strongest... I set sail to meet you," Zoro says, slowly stepping closer

Mihawk glances at him and then down at Reader.

"Stay here; I will return shortly," he said, placing him down in the raft and stepping into what remained of Krieg's ship towards the ex-pirate hunter

They engaged in a few words and then engaged in the one-way battle, Mihawk not moving from his spot as he easily bested the green head with his tiny dagger; impressed with his ambition, ferocity, and conviction, he asked for his name, and gave him his respect and honor of bringing him down with all of his force, using Yoru.

"Stand Strong, Roronoa; I will wait for you at the top. No matter how many months or years pass, I will wait for you to surpass my sword."

He smiles as he watches as Zoro raises his sword and promises Luffy never to lose again

"You make a good team; I'd like to see you in the future. You have my thanks and respect for taking care of Reader while I was gone," He says, walking away to his raft and scooping said child, smiling again as they giggle and nuzzle into them.

"Farewell

Okay, y’all im not used to something this long especially for it to be following canon so closedly so idk I feel like its a flop, I don’t feel that usual 🥰 vibe, ya know? I did have to start skipping and resuming some parts, cause well I don’t want ya to read a manuscript of the manga…

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beepboopkek · 4 months

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— I will always come to your aid (AFAB!Reader)

AMAB!Reader has also been posted! including: Jing Yuan cw: !!NSFW!!, afab!reader, grammar and spelling errors possible, pwp but barely, hinted that reader has a s1ze k1nk, f1ng3r1ng, reader is a little sarcastic, still spreading my Jing Yuan is a Bastard (affectionate) agenda, masturbat1on, getting caught masturbat1ng, d1rty talk, cum eat1ng, no use of y/n, reader can be interpreted as the trailblazer but they are NOT stelle/caelus, safe sane and consensual w/c: 2k a/n: people liked strip starchess so much so here is another one of my brainrots... i dont usually like this troupe that much but i find myself excusing anything and everything for jing yuan so here we are. for my male reader likers i got u, its being posted right after this so you guys can enjoy too :3. also just remember that this is NOT stelle/caelus, its the you haha, i dont like shipping the raccoons with anyone as a personal pref so im just making that clear :3. anyways same warning as last time this is like my third time writing smut and also english isnty my first language. enjoy!!

The crisis on the Xianzhou Luofu was mostly over.

Which meant you had to leave the man you had fallen head over heels in love with.

Well— love may be an exaggeration but you weren't fucking around when it came to him.

Jing Yuan.

Your eyes had been hooked onto him the second you two met, his pleasant smile, his calm demeanor, his body—fuck, everything about him enamored you.

You could only wish that there was some other universe where he reciprocated your feelings.

You departed with a respectful nod of the head, despite wanting to smoosh your face between his pecs and cry about never getting to see them again.

The only hope that you did have though, was the jade abacus he had gifted you and your companions.

“No matter how astronomically distant you are, The Luofu Cloud Knights will always come to the aid of the Crew, whatever your need may be.”

Of course, his next sentence was to not use it for trivial matters when he saw March’s reaction, much to your amusement.

There was a discussion on who should keep the jade abacus, March being ruled out first much to her annoyance.

It landed between you and Dan Heng and given his history with the Xianzhou Luofu, he handed it to you.

That's how you ended up here, standing in front of your locked door with the abacus in your hand.

What if you grip it— You need to rinse your brain with cold water at this point…

You flopped onto bed, letting the exhaustion of the day seep into your bones as the plush blanket and pillows surrounded you.

You threw the abacus to your side, you'll take care of it later, not like you're gonna need it right now anyway.

Your mind flooded with images of Jing Yuan, his voice and everything you had been through together.

Fuck.

Your hand drifted towards your pussy, already feeling some wetness gathering at the thought of what you were about to do.

— Touch yourself to the thought of the General of the Cloud Knights on the Xianzhou Luofu, one of the most powerful beings to ever exist in history.

You shook your doubts away, he's just Jing Yuan to you.

You took off your shorts in record speed, tossing your panties along with it.

You never really touched yourself that often so you tried to imagine your hand being his instead.

You rubbed your clit, gasping at the cold touch of your fingers on the warm flesh.

How would he touch you?

He'd take his time, surely. He's not one to rush things— He'd work you open slowly for his cock—fuck, you're sure it's in proportion with how goddamn large his body is.

You moaned as you inserted two fingers inside you. You wanted to imagine Jing Yuan doing it, really, But, you also wanted an orgasm quickly so you can sleep. So, you just decided to go with imagining his voice talking to you.

You pistoned your fingers in and out, curling them at the spot only you could reach with your much smaller hands.

It was too intense, the thought of his deep voice guiding you through was enough to get your orgasm to graze along the edges of your belly slowly, building up to be a strong one.

You grabbed the blanket next to you, gripping it tightly as you whispered Jing Yuan's name and continued thrusting your fingers inside you.

You swear the normal part of your brain recognised you gripping an object while gripping the blanket as well but you were genuinely too out of it to care in the slightest.

You're just about to orgasm when everything in your room rattles, as if there's an earthquake.

Which should be impossible considering you are literally on a massive train that travels through space.

You let go of the blanket and sit up in shock, looking around to see what happened.

…With your fingers still inside you.

“Followers of the Nameless, I am here to assist you, tell me about the situ— Oh.”

You blinked.

Jing Yuan blinked.

Oh. Fuck.

You scrambled, ripping your fingers out and slapping your lower half with a pillow.

“J-Jing Yuan I-”

You gulped, trying to calm your racing heart, you just got caught masturbating by your crush.

Life is going great.

Your cheeks and ears were beet red now, opening and closing your mouth as you tried to say something, anything to get you out of this situation.

Jing Yuan was just as surprised, if not astonished, by the scene that had unfolded in front of him.

He was finishing up some paperwork that Lady Fu had so kindly delivered to him in the Alchemy Commission when suddenly, the jade abacus he had clipped to his belt loop started vibrating.

Not one to panic, he quickly unhooked it and got it closer to his ear, so that he could hear what the Express were asking of.

What he didn't expect was to hear the voice of his crush, the one that he has acquired after decades of not entertaining any romantic relationships, whispering and calling out his name.

Okay, maybe now he should panic.

Without a second thought, Jing Yuan summoned his weapon and gripped the jade abacus back, signaling it to teleport him to your location.

Paperwork be damned he would rather lose a hundred years of his life if it mean you would be safe.

That landed him here, in front of a half-naked (and very surprised) you.

He dissolved his weapon into thin air and folded his arms against his chest.

“Well, this is a surprise.”

“Wow, you don't say.”

Jing Yuan raised an eyebrow at your tone.

“S-sorry, I don't know how you got here.”

An interesting turn of events.

“... Did you not call for me?”

“No, Why would I? Even if I did, how did you just…magically appear here?”

“Oh, dear.”

“What?”

“The jade abacus. I think you… I think you gripped it while you were…busy.”

He looked into your eyes and back down at the pillow that was barely covering your lower half.

“The jade aba—”

You cut yourself off, turning to your side to where you had thrown it, only to find the wretched object to be in the center of your crumpled blanket.

“Fuck.”

“Jing Yuan— I am so, so , so, sorry, I swear this was an honest mistake and I'll—”

Jing Yuan cut you off with the raise of his hand. “I forgive you.” “Really? Great let me j—”

“On one condition.” Of course there’s a catch. You sighed begrudgingly.

“What do you need help with?” “Quite the opposite, actually.” Your eyes widened but before you could let out your protests, Jing Yuan spoke up again. “You let me help you finish.” The gall of this man.You’re still going to take the chance that he doesn’t know what you were doing. “Finish what?”

You tried to sound innocent but your voice came out breathier than you wanted it to be. “Dont play coy now, you know exactly what I mean.” Your face burnt in embarrassment as you looked away. Jing Yuan dragged your desk chair and got it to the front of your bed before sitting down and making himself comfortable, propping one leg on the other and leaning back. “Go on, show me exactly what you were doing before I got here,hm?” “I can’t.” Jing Yuan paused, shit, had he misread the situation? Maybe he should—

“I can’t do it without you.” You had covered your red face at this point, way too embarrassed to look him in the eye while speaking. Jing Yuan just about lost it at that, abandoning all doubt and pouncing on you, grabbing your face to take you in a devouring kiss. He threw the pillow covering your bottom half in a random direction, quickly pecking you on the cheeks before pulling your hand over his. “Guide me.” You nodded shyly and pushed his hand towards your dripping pussy again. Fuck. His hands were just the way you imagined them. Warm and big, enough to hold your own two hands.

His hand (under your guidance and insistence) cupped your pussy and grinded the heel of his palm into your sensitive clit. “I’ve barely touched you, were you this wet while we were talking,hm? Did it turn you on to have me catch you in such an embarrassing state?” Jing Yuan whispered in your ear as he hovered over you and you thanked every aeon known for this opportunity because fuck, your imagination did not do any justice to how good the general was. Jing Yuan dipped the tip of his finger in your core, not entering but adding just enough stimulation for you to feel something there.

“Answer me.”

“No, I swear I didn’t, Jing Yuan, please—”

Jing Yuan smiled, he didn’t know you would be this easy to subdue.

He gently thrusted his finger inside, watching your face for any discomfort or resistance.

But, he was only met with your blissed out face, as you gasped in pleasure from his ministartions.

“Were you able to reach here?” He curled his finger upwards, hitting your sensitive spot just right.

You threw your hand over your mouth, pinching your mouth shut and praying, once again, to all the aeons you knew that the other passengers on the Express were dead asleep and couldn’t hear you. Granted, your room was the last in the carriage and had a decent amount of sound proofing but, you were still not risking it.

Your snapped out of your worries when Jing Yuan pushed in another finger alongside the one that was already in you.

“It looks like you’re getting distracted, maybe I’m not doing my job well enough?”

“N—Fuck, Its good, I’m sorry—Shit—”

Jing yuan simply kissed your head affectionately like he wasnt fingering you to hell and back right now and picked up the pace of his fingers.

Your hand was just gripping his wrist and you werent sure if it was to egg him to continue or get him to slow down and stop.

Maybe both.

Your head rolled back on the bed, exposing your bare neck to Jing Yuan as he immediately took the opportunity to cover your neck in kisses, Aeons be dammed. There's no way hes letting you walk out of this room unmarked and not carrying any proof of the evening you spent with him.

You gasped as your orgasm finally, finally overtook you. You shook in the general’s grasp as he continued thrusting his fingers in and out, drawing out the pleasure.

Taking his soaked fingers out, he popped them in his mouth, savouring the taste while you recovered from the intense bout of sensations you just went through.

You propped yourself up on your elbows again, looking at Jing Yuan owlishly as your head cleared from the horniness.

Jing Yuan only smiled at you before holding your head and kissing your forehead again before gathering you in his arms.

“Call me old fashioned or old but I do believe in the proper process of courting someone and,”

He looked into your eyes as he cupped your face in one palm and brushed the thumb along the seam of your chin.

“I think we skipped a few steps.”

“Yeah, no shit, general.”

He laughed at that, his chest shaking as the deep sound rumbled from his throat, you blushed again.

You were in the arms of the man you’ve wanted to kiss since you stepped foot on the Xianzhou ship.

You covered your burning face with your palms again as Jing Yuan’s laughter died down into little chuckles.

“We did all of that and youre getting shy now?”

“Shut up. You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this.”

“Wanted what? To get fingered by me?”

“No! — I mean that too, I guess, but I meant being held by you! Stop playing games, Jing Yuan.”

Jing Yuan only laughed as he took his free hand and grabbed your hands, turning them towards him one after the other and kissing the palm.

“I jest, I jest. But, I must stay here for the night. I’m afraid I cant travel back to the Xianzhou Luofu seeing as we aren’t closeby.”

You smiled.

Jing Yuan’s eyes twinkled in mischief right back at you.

“Be my guest.”

#jing yuan #jing yuan x reader #honkai star rail smut #honkai star rail x reader #jing yuan smut #jing yuan x you #afab reader

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withlove-angel · 7 months

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A little fluffy short as im working in a Luffy yandere one :)

My cute tomato

"Sanji?" Y/n ask entering the ship kitchen

Sanji looked up from the fridge, with a startled look. He wasn't used to having people walk in the kitchen after midnight "Angel? What are you doing here?" In truth, he had hoped that he were just imagining things, that he were just seeing an illusion or hearing sounds that weren't there. Unfortunately, once he saw her, he had to accept that his eyes hadn't mislead him.

"Its everything okay?" She walk closer to him, worried, she could easily read the cook.

He was caught completely off guard by y/n’s question. He was cooking, at 2 am. It was safe to say that he had been discovered. Sanji turned around slowly, wanting to assess the situation better. She was walking towards him, trying to get a better look at him. In the dim light of the kitchen, her concern was clearly visible. Sanji could smell the fragrance of her hair, like a pleasant breeze, as she drew closer to him. "Couldn't sleep again? Nightmares?" She ask softly Sanji’s eyebrows furrowed, a sign of confusion. Why was y/n awake at this ungodly hour? Surely, she should be in bed? “Y-yes,” he finally nodded, his eyes darting towards her. He was a little surprised that she had noticed, and couldn’t help but wonder if that meant that she knew what was going on. She wrap her arms around his neck, huging him soft "what are you making?" She say curious looking at the counter with a lot of ingredients.

He blinked in surprise, unsure of what to do. He looked at her arms wrapped around his neck, slowly turning red as he struggled to say words. He glanced at the ingredients on the counter, unsure of how to answer her question. "Um... Nothing special?" he replied awkwardly, his words coming out jumbled as he tried to suppress his embarrassment. His cheeks burning from y/n's warm touch, Sanji looked down at the floor. She giggles "still shy about us dating?" His eyes widened at her words. He hadn’t expected a question like that in the middle of a midnight cooking session. “W-what!? No!” he protested. He shook his head, his face flushing even harder, his eyes fluttering as he felt all those emotions come to the surface once again. “I mean, yeah, maybe a bit.” With a sheepish grin, he looked away as the blush deepened.

She finds it adorable, she slowly kiss him on the cheeks "who would imagine Sanji, the men who flirted with all women, would be so embarrassed dating?" She couldn't help but tease him slightly.

He didn’t know how to explain to her that this situation was completely different from flirting with random women. He had always been confident and smooth when dealing with girls, but this time he was all giddy and awkward. The reason was because she was someone Sanji cared deeply about. The affection he felt for her made him act completely out of character. He was speechless. He felt like he was in a dream as y/n kept her arms around the back of his neck "Cat got your tongue?"

"Y-yes," Sanji nodded, still not finding his voice. He was stuck, feeling his senses swimming as she was so close to him. His eyes kept darting from her face to the ingredients on the counter, his heart fluttering. He felt dizzy, but he didn't dare move away from her. In a wave of suddenly confidence he pulls her for a sweet kiss, he felt his whole world come to a halt when sbe lean closer. In that moment, all he could think of was how beautiful and amazing she was. The only thing that mattered was her lips against his. He knew that he only had a few seconds before she backed away from the kiss. But those were the best seconds of Sanji's life. He closed his eyes, feeling y/n’s lips, the softness of her touch, and the way she held him in her arms. The feelings were almost inconceivable, causing him to blush profusely and cling to her even more.

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"I could easily get used to your clingy behavior" she chuckles. Sanji hugging her, his face snuggle on her neck. He smiled, pressing himself more firmly against her body. With his face buried in her neck, he could feel her warm breath on his cheek. The feeling was intoxicating. “I... I can’t help it, my love. I just...” He started, only to find himself stumbling over his words. “I just really love you, and I’m just so happy that you’re in my arms. I'm lucky to have you.”

Hope you enjoyed

Please ♡ if you liked

#sanji x reader #sanji imagine #vinsmoke sanji #one piece sanji #black leg sanji #sanji #sanji opla

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altxts · 7 months

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- “just friends”

- summary: hunger for one of your best friends can really end up getting messy

- pairings: dom top!soobin , sub btm!yeonjun

- content: smut , humiliation/degrading , anal sex , overstimulation, unprotected sex , rough sex , kinda explicit , crossing boundaries , pet names , choking , painful sex , aggressive soobin , kinky , lmk if i missed smth

- note: this was hard to make idk i kinda like it but wtf happened to the text bro 😭 this takes place after the vmas btw 🙏

yeonjun and soobin always swore to everyone they were “just friends”. both very well aware of the shipping going on between moas. but who knows what exactly goes on behind the scenes

after a long day of attending the vmas, yeonjun and the others went back to the hotel they were staying at for the night, all going to their own rooms. but yeonjun had other plans in mind, all he could think of was soobin. he couldn’t stop thinking about when they were performing tinnitus for all the fans, he took a quick look at soobin, muscles shining in the light as he grinded his body to the music.

as soon as yeonjun entered his room he threw himself on the bed, laying on his back still feeling warm and sweaty from the concert. he couldn’t stop thinking of soobin, feeling himself growing hard, dick twitching in his white shorts just thinking about him, the thought of soobin grinding against his body made him tempted to text the younger man and that’s exactly what he did.

minutes later, soobin walks over to yeonjuns room, opening the unlocked door. “what do you need hyung?” he says letting a soft breath out his lips, looking over at yeonjun who’s laying on his stomach and legs up swinging in the air, biting his lips looking down at his phone whilst grabbing his hardened bulge in his white shorts before looking directly at soobin’s wide opened eyes.

yeonjun noticed soobin’s attention on his hand, quickly removing it from his bulge. “oh fuck im sorry soob-” he said before feeling soobin’s finger moving on his lips, silencing him.

“fucking slut needed me to come over for your own pleasure huh?” soobin said with a huge smirk on his face before looking over at yeonjun’s bubble butt. “get undressed then whore..” he whispered seductively, slapping yeonjun’s right cheek.

yeonjun shivered at the slap, but he knew he deserved it. he nodded slowly, unbuttoning his own shirt before standing up to remove it.

soobin quickly grabbed yeonjun’s waist, pinning him against the wall, moving his hands roughly to his hair, squeezing it tightly as he leaned in for a messy kiss, moaning in his mouth as he did so.

yeonjun moaned in response to being pinned against the wall, moving his hands to your shirt, unbuttoning it before sliding his hands up your body.

soobin moaned softly as yeonjun slid his hands up his body. he moved his hands down yeonjun’s back to his asscheeks, squeezing them as he got a tight grip. “gonna fuck you so good” he said pulling away with a smirk on his face.

yeonjun's breath hitched at the squeeze on his ass, his body already aching for more. he nodded eagerly, his eyes locked onto soobin's. “please... i need it.”

“yeah? beg for it then” soobin said pushing yeonjun down on the bed, staring at him still holding that smirk on his face, hands moving down to his own pants, sliding them down, pulling his boxers off aswell, exposing his long and thick cock.

“please, soobin... i'm yours. fuck me.” yeonjun's voice trembled as he spoke, his cheeks flushing red with shame and desire. he watched as soobin undressed, his eyes tracing the outline of his long cock.

satisfied, soobin got on his knees as he moved his hands to yeonjun’s waist, helping him remove his shorts, pulling down his tight underwear in the same sweep. “wanna suck me off first or let me fuck your tight hole? you choose whore.” he grunted with an evil grin on his face.

“i... i'll do anything you want.” yeonjun shuddered, his body already anticipating the pleasure and pain that was yet to come. he spread his legs wider, offering his hole to soobin.

“yeah thats right bitch.. so needy you’ll let me use you like a fucking sex toy” he chuckled smirking with his low and husky voice, leaning closer to yeonjun’s face before slapping his cheek once again.

yeonjun yelped, his cheek stinging from the slap. he looked into soobin's eyes, his chest heaving with anticipation. “please, fuck me.”

“since you’re asking so nicely..” he said mockingly, moving his cock to yeonjun’s entrance teasing him before pushing himself slowly inside the other man, groaning as he felt yeonjun’s tight hole stretching out around his thick cock.

yeonjun bit his lip hard, feeling the initial penetration. it hurt, but he knew it was part of their twisted game. he looked up at soobin, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and desire. “fuck... soobin...”

“huh? what’s wrong?” he whispered in yeonjun’s ear smirking as he quickened his speed, pounding at his tight hole harder and harder with each thrust. “since you wanted it so badly take it whore” he groaned as he moved one hand to yeonjun’s neck, grabbing it tightly, choking him.

yeonjun gasped, his eyes watering as he was choked. he couldn't speak, but he could feel himself getting closer to his first orgasm with soobin.

“fucking scream bitch.. i know you want to..” he moaned softly as he panted heavily, removing his grip at yeonjun’s throat, pounding harder and faster as he felt his first climax building up.

yeonjun cried out, his voice muffled as he gave in to his first orgasm. he shuddered and twitched, feeling a mix of pleasure and humiliation wrack through his body as he came on his stomach, moaning loudly.

“did i allow you to cum huh?” he grunted as he slapped yeonjun’s face again, leaving it red. “gonna fuck you over the edge” he groaned as he quickened his speed once again. soobin loved seeing the older man all messed up and defenseless in front of him, the tears streaming down his watery eyes turning him on even more.

yeonjun whimpered, his face stinging from the slap. he tried to focus on soobin's movements, feeling himself being pushed closer to the edge once again. "s-soobin..." he panted, his body trembling with anticipation and fear. "i- i can't take any more..." yeonjun whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of their rough sex. he felt himself about to reach the peak again, but he didn't know if he could handle it.

“good boy.. taking me so well yeah? you can take it.” he groaned as he leaned down, forehead meeting yeonjun’s, breathing heavily almost reaching his climax. he moved his right hand to yeonjun’s orange hair gripping it tightly as his other hand held yeonjun’s waist tightly, thrusting at his tight hole.

yeonjun whimpered, his body tensing up as he felt soobin's hand in his hair. he couldn't look at soobin, his eyes squeezed shut as he prepared for the inevitable.

“fuck hyung im gonna cum.. gonna cum in you.. thats what you want yeah?” he groaned louldy against your face as he felt himself reaching his climax, thrusting harder and faster one last time before he finally came, shooting his hot white sticky liquid in yeonjun’s tight hole, filling it up, moaning as he did. “oh fuck..” he panted as he kept shooting gallons of cum inside yeonjun, giving him a messy kiss in between breaths before slowly starting to thrust into yeonjun again.

yeonjun groaned as he felt the hot cum shoot into him, his body shuddering from the intense sensation. he wasn't sure if he could take any more, but soobin showed no signs of stopping. "so... so big..."

soobin kept on thrusting at yeonjun’s tight hole, sloppy sounds filling the room as cum slowly started to drip out your hole. “can’t take more huh?” he mocked as he let out a giggle, moaning as he felt the overstimulation hitting him.

yeonjun's body shuddered under the weight of soobin's, his mind a haze of pleasure and pain. he tried to speak, but all that came out was a soft moan. “soob... I can't...”

“shut up bitch, you wanted this.. whore.” soobin grunted with a smirk on his face as he kept on pounding roughly at yeonjun, crossing yeonjun’s boundaries.

yeonjun's body jerked in response to soobin's rough treatment, a mixture of pleasure and discomfort coursing through him. he couldn't help but moan, his voice breaking with each cry. “you’re so fucking hot.. i am a whore.. please.. give me more..”

“thats right” he groaned loudly, thrusting even faster than before, making sure to hit the right spot, he fell in love with yeonjun’s body taking him so well, his small but bubbly ass clapping against his crotch, hole stretching perfectly, his hands on yeonjun’s tiny waist.

“y-yes... ahhh...” yeonjun's body trembled under soobin's assault, his voice barely audible over the sounds flesh against flesh. he felt himself about to reach the peak again, but he knew this time it would be different. yeonjun arched his back, letting out a long, drawn-out moan as he reached his second climax of the night. his insides clenched tightly around soobin's cock, milking him of every last drop of cum.

feeling yeonjun's tight ass clenching around him, soobin could hold back no longer. his hips bucked up into the sensation, feeling the last of his control slip away. “fuck... i'm gonna cum!”

yeonjun's body tensed once more, feeling soobin's final thrusts and the warmth filling him again. he bit his lip hard, trying to hold back a scream as the intense sensations washed over him. “a-ah... soobin...”

soobin's hands held onto yeonjun tightly, his hips grinding against yeonjun’s as he moaned into his neck. “fuck yes, baby. take it all.” he groaned loudly, feeling his seed shoot deep inside of yeonjun’s hole once more, filling it up completely.

yeonjun's body shuddered, every muscle tensing with pleasure and pain. he could feel soobin's cum seeping out of him, coating his thighs and the bed beneath them.

feeling yeonjun's body shudder beneath him, soobin couldn't help but let out a deep, satisfied groan. his eyes were heavy with lust as he looked down at the man he'd just taken so thoroughly. “yeonjun... i love you..” he said leaning in for a kiss in between pants.

yeonjun looked up at soobin, his eyes shimmering with a mixture of love and pleasure. he pulled soobin down into a deep, slow kiss, their tongues entwining as they both took refuge in each other's embrace.

as they broke the kiss, soobin smiled softly at yeonjun. “i'm glad you like it.” he leaned in to place a soft kiss on yeonjun's forehead before pulling out of him slowly.

yeonjun whimpered as soobin pulled out, his body craving more of the sensation. but he knew they needed to rest and recover. “i love you too, soobin”

soobin leaned down to give him a soft kiss on the lips before gently rolling off of him, laying down next to him. he stretched out, feeling sore and satisfied at the same time.

yeonjun let out a relieved sigh as he finally came down from the intense high of their session. his body was sore, but it was a good kind of pain that made him feel loved. “that was... really amazing, soobin.”

“i'm glad you liked it baby.” soobin smiled softly at yeonjun, stroking his cheek with his hand “now let's rest yeah” he said as they both cuddled up, still messy, both falling asleep.

#txt smut #tomorrow x together smut #soobin smut #yeonjun smut #smut #hard thoughts #yeonbin smut

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luna0713hunter · 4 months

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Please more writing for shanks! It's so good

Author's note : I've come back from the death!!!i just had one of my final terms today and saying im exhausted to bone is a misunderstanding. Anyways!!!i hope u enjoy this!!

A safe place to rest

Shanks x reader

Summary : being a pirate,may seem like an easy job. But after fighting marines and looking after your crewmates,you cant help but to feel exhausted.

Warnings : none,hurt/comfort,overworked reader,pet names such as "princess,darling and etc", gender neutral ,metion of blood

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Peeling the bloody shirt off of your body and throwing it on the wooden floor of the ship,you sit heavily on your bed and heave a heavy sigh; today was exhausting.

It started out like any other day;with you waking up to your crewmates loud banter and getting dressed as you made your way over to the kitchen to have a simple breakfast. Soon,a small land was found,and it was time for reloading the stuff you needed to sail off again.

Helping everyone was as always,a challenge. As you tried to stop your crewmates from making any mess,and at the same time remembering every single item on the list. And simply putting them in the storage had took all your afternoon rest. And if that wasnt enough,everyone on the ship had agreed to go out and drink because it's been a while since you had hit the land.

And if your day wasnt exhausting enough,all hell broke loose as you stepped inside the bar.

Everything was good for the first thirty minutes. That is,until a group of young marines had barged in; seemingly have heard from the locals about the pirates luring around.

The fight was ugly.

You take your head in your hands as the images of the fight flashes across your eyes;the sickly smell of blood still lingering in your nose.

Gods above,you were beyond tired. You were ready to crawl under your blanket and never get out,when a gentle knock broke you out of your trace.

You hastily throw a clean shirt on,and slowly open the door only to be greeted by a flash of red.

Shanks,your captain, gives you a small smirk as he takes in your appearance and leans against the door frame.

"comfortable there, princess?"

You give him a confused look before taking a good look at what you're wearing and then your cheeks are burning bright red. You swallow down your embarrassment and fold your arms against your chest with a slight pout.

"your fault for leaving it in my room,Cap."

Shanks lets out a free laugh and raises his single arm up in mock surrounder.

"dont get me wrong. I love to see you in my clothes more than anything."

You hum,a slight comfort taking place in your weary bones as you lean against the door as well.

"more than wine?"

Shanks leans slightly closer,and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear,and you try to look away when he gives you the softest smile.

"more than air itself,my dear."

You lean in his touch shyly and look up at him from under your lashes.

"would you like to come in then, captain?"

Shanks nods and closes the door behind himself.

Its not his first time in your room;after all,its been a while since the two of you started dating. But it still made you slightly awkward having him in your messy room.

A slight tug at your hand and warm fingers interwining with yours,makes you look at the red haired man standing in front of you.

"what're you thinking about,doll?"

And just seeing him there;in the comfort of your own room and under the soft glow of the candles;in his cloths,has you letting out a soft sigh and leaning your forehead against his shoulder.

"I'm just... exhausted,Shanks. Today was alot. Everything is alot."

A strong arm wraps itself around your shoulders and pulls you flush against his chest. You feel Shanks' lips press firmly against the crown of your hair and you close your eyes upon the feeling.

"Take the day off tomorrow. No,take a week off;a month if you need,my dear. It kills me to see you wear yourself thin,and I've been meaning to ask you to take a break. Lets just,rest until you feel better yeah?" You raise you head up and look at him,only to see him smiling softly;his hand caressing your hair, "no need to push yourself. My princess deserves the best."

You blink rapidly;only to get rid of the stray tears stinging your eyes. A small smile tugs at the corner of your lips before you're pulling yourself up on your tiptoes,and pressing your lips to his stubbled cheek.

"i appreciate it,Cap."

A horse chuckle escapes his lips,and before you know it, you're being lead to your bed.

"then how about we start from sleeping this awful night off. What do you say?"

And when you pull him down along with you and let out a relaxed sigh as you lay your head on his chest,a genuine smile finally blooms on your lips.

"sounds just wonderful,my love."

And you let the sound of Shanks' soft breathing and waves,lull you to sleep.

#one piece live action x reader #one piece x reader #shanks x reader #opla shanks x reader #one piece shanks

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arcielee · 8 months

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At last, when all of the world is asleep

Summary: A Dornish princess is the siren call to break the vows of the Kingsguard. Paring: Ser Erryk Cargyll x Dornish!Reader Word Count: 2015 Warnings: AFAB reader, plotting sexual situations, alcohol consumption, oral (f receiving), fingering, p in v, finger licking good. Author’s Note: Thank you to my beloved beta reader @sylasthegrim 💜 I appreciate you and your edits, always. Banner by @saradika Title comes from Hozier's lyrics De Selby Part 1 (are we surprised by this?) and the plot comes from this ask: "I want a beautiful princess to corrupt and completely ruin him and make him break his oath." Enjoy! Tags (Tumblr kindred spirits): @aaaaaamond @annikin-im-panicin @watercolorskyy @schniiipsel @aemondx @fan-goddess @babygirlyofthevale @httpsdoll @theromanticegoist @assortedseaglass @theoneeyedprince @babyblue711 @itbmojojoejo @girlwith-thepearlearring @lauraneedstochill @snowprincesa1

The shudder was gratifying, trilling your spine with how his beard tickled the column of your neck, his lips both soft and warm, and the welcomed contrast of his teeth to taste. Your fingers grabbed to pull him closer to the cradle of your hips, burying your face in the nap of his neck and your mouth suckling on his pulsepoint with enough pressure to bruise; you felt him shiver, his voice strangled, husky, when he called out your name.

To that, you pulled back, abrupt, catching his gaze and your hand coming up to wag a finger. “Good ser,” you tsked, your lips curling upwards, “do not forget who I am.”

His eyes were glassy, the blue-gray storm that was slowly being swallowed by black. “Forgive me, princess,” he was quick to correct, watching for your response.

You gave another smirk, your arms reaching to wrap around his neck to pull him back into your embrace, his welcomed musk of blade oil against the perspiration of his skin. “Gentle ser,” you almost purred before capturing his mouth again.

He was not Valyrian, not the dragon you sought, but the knight was handsome still. And besides, you were sorely out of practice after the imposed propriety of Northern Westerosi customs and the role of a grieving widow.

When your father had first mentioned the prospect of marrying into the Velaryon House, the Valyrian blood called to you, a curiosity if your babes would be born with silver heads or the crystalline hues of amethysts eyes, and you were quick to accept the proposal. You packed away your dresses and left Sunspear, boarding the ship to travel the Narrow Sea and bring you to your betrothed.

The marriage had been disappointingly short-lived; your husband was everything you had imagined, handsome, tall, his silver hair knotted back and his clever purple eyes bright, watching you every movement with care, with desire. The consummation had a passion that carried over until dawn, but only after he was gone did your cycle follow to show it did not bear fruit.

“Do not fret, princess,” Princess Rhaenys offered comfort, “you will have plenty of try-agains when they return.”

But she had spoken too soon and you received word that his life was claimed in the Stepstones, though the real tragedy that followed came from the widow garb you were now expected to don. The seamstresses were quick to fit you with the heavy, itchy fabric that covered your skin and robbed you of what little sunlight spilled through to the gray island that you were caged in a figurative sense.

While your family by marriage grieved the life lost, you mourned your freedom, you mourned the sun you had left behind in Dorne, of the air on your skin that would show in your garments that were now packed away.

Hope came as a raven, sent by the king and queen of the Seven Realms, extending their sympathies and offering the opportunity to leave the gray slab of land in the middle of Blackwater Bay, with an invitation to the capital so that you could serve Princess Helaena as company. You accepted with the same breath as you finished the words out loud, your claimant that your father’s intention wished you to be an envoy for Dorne, when really your sights were set on a Targaryen prince, your Valyrian bloodlust.

King’s Landing was bright, bustling with life; you were escorted from the docks inside to the Red Keep where you would meet with the royal family, astutely aware how every set of eyes followed your steps; you gave a wistful sigh, certain of the attention if you could be rid of the widow gowns.

Gratefully, the queen was considerate of the temperature change in comparison to Driftmark, and the seamstress was sent to recede the fabric in your neckline and sleeves. It still was far from the comfort of your own dresses, but considerably better after half a year of bereavement. It was a taste of freedom, and you dared to add subtle touches of make up, nothing exorbitant, just a touch of tinted beeswax to gloss your lips, a smear of kohl to frame your eyes.

Dorne was a nation that always embraced its sexuality, a sharp contrast to the pious King’s Landing that was laden with symbols of the Seven. You were determined to remarry–two Targaryen princes unwed, two possible dragons to claim–but to catch a dragon, you had to lay an enticing trap, but you wondered if you were rusty with the enforced bereavement having you feeling like a maiden once again.

So your attention turned to the piety of the Kingsguard that shadowed royalty’s every step. There were those whose gazes lingered well outside what would be deemed appropriate, the blatant, heady lust that enveloped the color of their irises and the bold reds that tainted their features–to which you scoffed.

A challenge was what you craved, and then you spotted him; his copper tones in duo, though the twins could be distinguished by how they held themselves, as well the fact that Ser Arryk served as Prince Aegon’s shadow.

Your eyes trained to the other, Ser Erryk Cargyll, the flutter of your lashes when he looked in your direction, the demure dip of your face to coyly cover a smile meant for him to see.

He did not fracture with your attention, but you–Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken–would not be dissuaded. It was a tantalizing game, something you swore to be playing solo until you spotted it; the tension held in his features by the shackles of his oath, a tick in his jaw or the flit of his smoky blue eyes in your proximity.

You chose a night to drink, indulging in the imported Dornish wines, a singsong request to be escorted to your rooms that the queen was happy to oblige.

“Ser Erryk, would you please help the princess to her quarters?”

And now you were at the edge of your bed like you were seated on the throne, watching the Kingsguard that was kneeled so prettily between your thighs spread. He is beautiful, you mused, looking over the warm tones that touched his features, clashing with the copper coloring of his hair.

He looked up at you, now bare from the waist up, his eyes wide, watchful, waiting for your command, your very breath of direction so that he may obey you; he was an incitant sight, from the cobalt ash coloring of his eyes, wet and wanting, to the flush of pink on his kiss-swollen lips.

“Please,” his voice was thick.

You could not help your smile, and asked with your slow drawl. “Please, what?”

“Please, princess,” he began again, his head tilted further to show the length of his neck, and how it bobbed when he swallowed. “Allow me to taste you.”

You indulged him, enjoying the vibration of his groan with his intimate kiss between your thighs made your own skin ripple with gooseflesh, along with the soft tickle of his beard. But he was a man starved, lapping without purpose until your fingers combed through his hair and pulled him back to meet with your smokey gaze.

Ser Erryk watched rapt as you lifted your hand, holding two fingers up; you could see the lustful pools of black claiming the coloring of his eyes, the bloom of rust of his beard around his mouth, the glisten of your arousal that shone on him.

You brought your fingers to press to his bottom of his mouth and he obediently wrapped his lips around; you giggled from his eagerness, from the tickle of his tongue on the pads of your fingers. The spittle broke and added to the rust when you pulled back, his eyes following as your pressed between your folds, watching you bring pleasure to yourself, showing him just how you needed to be touched.

A pitiful whimper spilled from the Kingsguard before you allowed him to feast again, and he returned with vigor, with purpose. Your wanton moans echoed against the cobblestone. “Princess,” he breathed against your wet cunt, “you must stay quiet.”

This was impossible to do; your time as a widow left you touch starved and your body was trembling, overly sensitive to his every deliberate touch–how he flourished with the bit of direction shown, and now, oh the gods, the pleasure curled something beautiful at the base of your spine, something sparking with familiarity from what felt like a lifetime ago.

Then you felt the pressure of his fingers, the careful add of one and the another, and they pushed within you, searching until you saw colors dancing in front of your eyes; Ser Erryk was pleased, focused, pulling you towards the precipice and it washed over you; your skin rose, your nipples pebbled, the cry-out from your lips and clenching response as your pleasure rippled over you with a vengeance, with its reclaim.

You laid there for a moment, the blood rising to your skin, your chest rising and falling with your breaths, a drunk smile on your lips.

The knight was now fully bare and was careful to move on top of you, the pale alabaster of his skin and its marking from his service was so warm to the touch. His palms were large, calloused and gentle to peel off your chemise over your head, the tickle of his kisses that worshiped every bit of your skin now showed, glowing with the attention from his mouth.

“Ser Erryk,” you gasped as he shifted between your thighs, “please.”

He obeyed, flushed, fumbling, his hand dipping between to trail your silken folds, to map your entrance and reached to line himself. He showed consideration with the slow motion of his hips, another gasp from your lips as he filled and stretched your velvet walls; Ser Erryk moved as if you were glass and you wrapped your leg around his slender waist, pulling him flush against you, wishing to be shattered beneath him.

It was all the encouragement needed and he rutted against you, his hot mouth biting into the nap of your neck to muffle his guttural groans. Your mewls were lilted with laughter, the crest of pleasure that rolled over with each of his thrusts; your hand dipped between to tip you over the edge once again.

The knight could not withstand the sinful clench and he pulled back, a desperate clutch to allow the pearly ropes of his spend against your stomach, his staggered breath as he watched your own fingers coax through your completion. There was a heady look between the two of you before he pushed back to rest on his heels, and you pressed to your elbows, bringing your fingers to your lips and cleaning them, your eyes never leaving his.

Ser Erryk blushed, pulling away and allowing you to admire his form, the lewd, intrusive thought, the sword in his hand and the sword between, as he moved towards your washbin and returned with a damp cloth; your eyes never left what swayed between his thighs with his each step. He was bashful, handing you the cloth while avoiding your direct gaze as you cleaned yourself, starting to dress himself.

You pushed from the bed, unabashed with your bare skin, sultry steps towards him to assist him with donning his armor plates to his lithe figure beneath his gambeson. When you finished, you could see his hesitation perched on his tongue and cannot help but toy further with the knight.

“Good ser,” you tone low to match your steps, and your weight shifted to accentuate your every curve, “can I trust you to always escort me to my quarters when needed?”

His jaw steeled beneath the reds of his beard at your implication, his tick returning as the shackles tightened again. It was a pregnant pause before his eyes met with yours, and you half-expected to see the beautiful blues, but were pleased to see his darkened gaze.

“Whatever you wish of me,” and his low timbre thrilled you. “Princess.”

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