#fuck man now i want to hold a snail

[bootlegfrank]

What is your favorite snail

I don't think I have one, actually! I don't know all that much about snails, and although I do know there's pretty ones out there, and cool ones, and beautiful ones, I think my favourite would just be the type you see outside on your pavement. Dull colours, nice round shell, the perfect size to let crawl onto your fingers. What's yours?

#fuck man now i want to hold a snail #im getting teary-eyed over snails oh my god #i rescued some slugs the other day and one got left behind accidentally and died a horrible death and i legit was so distressed over it #for DAYS #i like broke down at the end of the week and cried over the slug cuz it was just too much #thinking about how the poor thing mustve been suffering as it died :( #i have an incredible soft spot for snails and slugs and earthworms #maybe when it rains again i can try and find a snail #just to hold it in my palm for a little bit #i dont think ill have much luck since i live in a big city #but a man can dream right? #snails #sorry for the rambling #asks

[bigfoot-my-icky-brother]

Son who has spent his whole life trying to impress his dad but no matter what he does it's never enough. He'd do anything just to hear his dad say that he was proud of him.

From showering together when they were younger the son is very aware that his dad doesn't have a cock like him but a cunt. The boy has never really cared some dad's just have cunts. But as he got older he started to notice other things. Like how much shorter his dad was, he wasn't sure when he had become so much taller. And he was stronger now too.

He also started having these weird dreams where him and his dad would be having sex. He'd wake up in the morning and his sheets would be wet like he peed the bed. He had to get up early and wash them. He didn't want another reason for his dad to be disappointed in him.

But one night he heard strange noises coming from his dad's room. He was worried so he went to check it out. The door was cracked a little bit so he carefully pushed it open just enough for him to see what's going on. And what a sight it was. His dad was naked on the bed with his legs spread. He was fucking himself with a dildo while holding a vibe to his little tdick. He was the hottest things the boy has ever seen. His cock was hard instantly. He starts rubbing it through his pants as he watches his dad fuck himself fast with that dildo. His dad's legs are shaking and he fucking his cunt faster and harder. He's get more vocal nearly screaming now.

The boy isn't sure what comes over him but before he know it he's in the room, carefully shutting the door and locking it. He turns back to the bed. He climbs on it quickly and covers his dad's mouth. He had grabbed two ties when he entered. He grabbed his father's hands tied them two the headboard. His dad was staring at him wide eyes, the orgasm he was about to have disappeared as looked up at his son.

'What are you doing in here?' The boy could tell his dad was trying to sound angry but he only sounded embarrassed

'Maybe I should be asking you that. Fucking your cunt with a dildo being loud as shit when your only son is home. It seems like you wanted to be heard.

'No that's not it at all."

The son reaches down and grabs the dildo he starts fucking his dad with it again. 'Really Daddy cause your cunt is literally leaking for me. I think you get off to the idea of your son fucking you needy cunt.' He reached down and turned the vibe up

'NO! Stop this is wrong!" The dad tries to say, but his cunt was so needy and he was so close to cumming earlier, it came out almost like a whine.

The boy's fathers starts to shake at the unbelievable pleasure. He's trying to lie to himself to pretending he's not so wet and hard watching his son fuck his cunt. That he hasn't imagined this before when he's alone in his room. But he knew he was getting close to cumming again. And right at that moment the dildo stopped moving and the vibe was turned off. The older man starts begging for his son to keep going.

'But you told me to stop. Which is it stop or go?'

'Please just keep going, I'll do anything.' The dad cries trying to beck his hips so the dildo will slip back in. The son laughs at him but turns the vibe and shoves the dildo back inside his dad. Fucking him hard and fast with it. Dad is thrashing around the bed the best he can with his arms tied down. The noises he's making are pure sin. It doesn't take long for him to get to that edge again. When the vibe are turned off and the dildo slows to a snails pace.

'Huh? Why?" The dad whiles his eyes glassy with tears.

'The only way you're cumming is by telling me how proud you are of me. Say it and I'll let you cum.'

'I'm proud!! I'm so fucking proud of you. You're the best son anyone could ask for. Now please let your dad cum.' His dad says.

The son turns the vibe on the highest setting and dad screams when it touches his sensitive dick. He uses the dildo to fuck his dad faster. His dad is so gone he's thrusting back on dildo. It doesn't take long for him to cum. cum leaks out from around the dildo. Dad is barely conscious still recovering from his orgasm.

The son takes this opportunity to grab his dad's legs and push them into the mating press. His dad looks up at him wide eyed then down at his son's hard cock.

'Um what are you doing?' He asks

'Silly dad did you think I was just gonna let you cum and be done with you. No no no it's my turn now. Look at what you did you me my cock is so hard. And it's gonna go in your little cunt. It's only fair that you take care of me.'

The dad struggles trying to get away but it's pretty pointless without the use of his hands. The younger boy grabbed his cock and rutting it against his dad's sore tdcik a few times to make sure to was lubed up enough. Then a slammed his cock inside his dad. He moaned out like a fucking bitch in heat and the son laughed at him.

'Wow dad who knew you were such a little cockwhore. If this was what I needed to do to make you proud I would have started ages ago. Fuck dad you're squeezing my cock so good. It's almost like you want me to me to fuck you. Maybe you want me to fill you up with my seed huh? Dad is gonna give me another sibling to play with whether he wants to or not.'

'No son, wait. Please don't cum inside me. You don't know what you're doing.'

'Oh. What was that, cum inside you? Okay anything to make you proud dad.'

The son cums deep inside his dad and continued to fuck his cum deeper inside him until his cock goes soft. Even if his dad was quieter this time he can tell from the mess in the middle of them his dad came again too. The son pulls his dick out, wipes it off on his dad's leg before tucking his cock back in his pants. He goes to leave the room and his dad called out to him.

'Wait, aren't you going to untie me?" His dad asks.

'Not until later, and you better keep those legs up. I'm more than happy to breed you over and over again until I get my little sibling.'

And with that he was left alone.

#my posts #1cky thoughts #r@pe fantasy #1cky br0ther #fauxc3st #dadcon #dadcest #dad x son

[whyse7vn]

MOVING OUT -

[ot7 x reader]

BFFS 😁💜

8 participants - 8 online

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jk: #NEWYEARNEWHOME

#NEWME 🙌🏼

hobi: don’t want to know don’t care shut up

jin: what now

jimin: sighs

tae: AWOMAN 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

yooongi: …

jk: #newbeginings 🙏🏼

namjoon: ??

jk: i’m moving out guys 😆

like living on my own

me

i am

no joke

real life

living with y/n era OVER

hobi: attention seeker

jin: idk if you can even survive on ur own

y/n: he’s being stupid

ignore him pls

jk: house warming party soon guys!!!!

everyone invited unless ur name starts with a j

yoongi: your name starts with a j

jk: everyone invited unless ur surname starts with a j

yoongi: are you stupid

jin: is this about y/ns new bf lmao

y/n: i brought jaehyun over ONCE and now kooks spiralling

jk: idk who is jaehyun sorry idk who that is or what ur talking about sorry idk a thing

namjoon: sighs

yoongi: lowkey valid

y/n: ????????

yoongi: i mean if we were living together and you brought a rat back home i would loose my mind a bit

y/n: namjoon

namjoon: yoongi

yoongi: just saying

jimin: LMAOOO

y/n: not funny

jimin: just a little bit

tae: i heard jaehyun a world famous cheater

y/n: guys

hobi: look you made her upset

jk: y/ns upset?

jin: yikes

jimin: it’s not even my fault

yoongi just makes me giggle some times

yoongi: 🫰🏼

tae: i’ll hold you bbg sshhh don’t cry

namjoon: ew

y/n: i really really like him ok

so if you all could actually maybe just give him a chance and not be assholes for once i would really appreciate it

hobi: ofc pretty <3

jimin: ok but do you love him

namjoon: jimin

jimin: WHAT sorry i really need to know

jk: DONT ANSWER THAT

jin: woah

jk: i mean you don’t have to answer that haha

i’m still moving out btw

tae: i think you should give up i don’t think she’s gonna tell you to stay

omg like a dog

stay

i wish someone would tell me to stay

“stay 😡”

ok bae i’ll stay

am i ur good boy?

tell me i am

look at me

i stayed here

waiting for you

tell me i’m your good boy tell me please

hobi: bro

tae: sorry got lost in the source

namjoon: you mean the sauce?

tae: yesss mayo!!

@y/n tell me to say

y/n: absolutely not

i can tell you to kys tho

tae: Keep Yourself here and Stay

a win for kim taehyung

y/n: kill yourself

tae: no

heheheh

i’m a bad boy tonight

what you gonna do about it 😝

jimin: oh my god stop talking

tae: she wants me

y/n: she has a boyfriend

tae: never even seen that man in the same room as you

u sure you not making this relationship up

y/n: do i need to send you a fucking sex tape to prove it

tae: i mean…..

if you want lol

y/n: ur gross

tae: you’ve kissed me

y/n: top ten worst moments of my life

tae: WOAHHHHHHH

UMMM

OK NOW YOU’VE CROSSED A LINE

namjoon: enough

both of you

y/n: taes a shit kisser

tae: NO I AM NOT

NAMJOON TELL HER IM

NOT OHMYGOD HOW DARE SHE

namjoon: wydm tell her?

ur acting like i’ve kissed you to know

tae: i’ll kiss you

namjoon: i’m going to block you

tae: I AM NOT A SHIT KISSER

jimin: tae can’t kiss tae can’t kiss

tae: STOP I CAN

hobi: that’s really sad actually

jk: can someone do me a favour

yoongi: no

namjoon: what’s the favour?

yoongi: it’s gonna be something stupid

jk: joon can you buy me a house??

yoongi: shocker!!

tae: guys i’m a great kisser ask all the girls i’ve kissed

jimin: girls?

the only other girl you’ve kissed is jennie

tae: THATS NOT TRUE I NEVER KISSED THAT WOMAN IN MY LIFE

hobi: she didn’t let you kiss her even tho you flew all the way to paris for her??

that’s crazy

jin: maybe she was waiting for marriage

y/n: maybe she was waiting for the police

namjoon: i am not buying you a house are you out of ur mind??

jk: but how i’m i supposed to move out?

namjoon: buy ur own house?

tae: why would she be waiting for the police??????

jin: being seen with you is a crime in itself

don’t even get me started of being seen publicly HOLDING HANDS with you

hobi: right yikes

jimin: what’s the french police number?

y/n: fuck knows

jin: baguette snail croisant

jimin: those are not numbers

hobi: isn’t that racist?

jin: to who?

hobi: the french??

jin: you can be racist to the french???????

hobi: i think idk???

jin: shit you better lock me up then

been oui oui baguette eiffel tower bonejawing my whole life

y/n: bonejaw??????????

tae: jin ur like a mega racist…

hobi: do you like trump be honest

jin: tf is trump

jk: namjoon pls oh pls 🥺🥺🥺🥺

yoongi: can you guys not have 2 conversations at once thanks

tae: just say you can’t keep up

yoongi: just kill yourself

tae: WOAH

namjoon get him!!!!

namjoon: am i a dog??

why do i have to always get someone

i think you guys need to learn how to fight ur own battles

tae: dog

“stay😡😡😡😡”

w-what’s happening to me 😰😭

🧍🏻‍♂️… 🧎🏻‍♂️…. 🐕

arf? 🥺

*head tilt*

jimin: this is why women avoid you

tae: take a leaf out of my book bro

jimin: would genuinely rather die

hobi: /gen /srs

yoongi: /kys

jin: wait so jungkooks moving out but doesn’t have a home to move into

jk: i can always move in with yoongi

yoongi: LOL

jk: or jimin

jimin: wow the weather is great today guys 😆

jk: hobi will have me

hobi: no!

jk: jin joon??

namjoon: give up

jin: are you silly

tae: i could

jk: no thank you ❤️

tae: wtf

y/n: LMAO

tae: what’s wrong with living with me???

jk: u scare me a lot i’m sorry

tae: fucking bitch

jimin: what if y/n moved in with jaehyun then you have the house to urself?

jk: ARE YOU SILLY???

WHY WOULD I WANT THAT

IMG THE THOUGHT OF THAT MAKES ME WANT YO THROW UP

NEVER SAY THAT AGAIN

jimin: woah ok don’t shoot me in the head tf??

thought you wanted this independent life

y/n: i mean i can if that’s what u really want kook

jk: KOOK HEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHE

my knees just gave out >.<

WAIT NO DONT MOVE IN WITH HIM YOU DONT HAVE TO IM SORRY NO DONT DO THAT

jin: u make me wanna throw up

jk: i love living with you!!! i’m sorry i’m not gonna move out so please don’t move out either living with you has been and IS the best thing that’s ever happened to me please don’t go

hobi: that’s a shinee song

jimin: didn’t she fuck a shinee member LMAO 💀

namjoon: jimin

jimin: sorrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

tae: so you can fight her battles for her but fighting mine is an issue????

ok sexism IS real females were onto something with this one

y/n: females??

yoongi: they way you dig urself deeper and deeper into unlikeability is truly insane

tae: my fault feminist yoongi here to get my ass 💀💀💀💀

NO IM SORRY I DIDNt MEAN THAT LMAOO

PLS DONT HURT ME

IDK WHY I SAID THAT

THE DEMONS TOOK OVER FOR A SEC

NO JOKE BLACKED OUT

DONT EVEN REMEMBER SAYING THAT

NAMJOON TELL HIM IT WAS A MISTAKE

JOON

KIM NAMJOON TELL HIM TELL HIM

hobi: tell me tell me tttttell me

yoongi: i’m gonna shoot him

namjoon: understandable

hobi: it’s the love shot

jk: i’m not moving out guys

jin: no shit

y/n: hobi answer my ft >_<

hobi: give me one sec my love!!!!!!!!!!

jimin: woah???

jin: uhhhhhhhh

tae: group ft ❤️!!

y/n: kys!!

tae: why do girls not fuck with the nice guys anymore

hobi blew up a school once

hobi: ??

tae: get off the phone so my gf can call ME

yoongi: i beg you to shut the fuck up

tae: beggar

jimin: that coming from you is actually insane tae!

tae: what

namjoon: so whose hosting games night this week

yoongi: not me

jin: i did it last time

jimin: my place is real messy

hobi: don’t wanna :/

tae: i refuse in protest of tae respect and love in this gc

y/n: me and jk can

since he’s not moving out and all

jk: 😁!!

namjoon: cool

everyone ok with that?

jin: yup

jimin: ok

yoongi: yes

tae: whatever lol

hobi: y/n why don’t you invite jaehyun??

so we can all properly meet him

you’ve met his members right??

he should meet yours no?

yoongi: ?????

tae: ARE YOU SILLY

jin: ur so wrong for that

y/n: ahhhh idk

i mean i have met his members

and i really do want you guys to properly meet him as well…

jimin: somethings going on

jk: haha yeah lol i mean i’ve met him already

he was my friend lol haha not that it matters but that’s ok

did i say was ?? i meant is lol sorry i wouldn’t stop being his friend just cuz he’s dating you that would be silly

but yeah but if you want him to come that’s cool

but he really really really doesn’t need to haha

namjoon: y/n bring your boyfriend

y/n: are you sure???

tae: NO??£:£:££:

jin: yes!!! #drama

jimin: ofc

yoongi: whatever

jk: hahah lol hahah

y/n: ok

hobi: great ☺️!!!

cant wait

jimin: i bet

hobi: ??

jimin: nothing

hobi: y/n answer :p

y/n: okokokokokokokokok

jimin: i’m gonna do some deep diving i’ll talk to you all later

(unfortunately)

(and by force not cuz i like you)

(the talking to you later part not the diving part)

bye

jk: woah didn’t know jimin was a diver

yoongi: ur stupid

@y/n reply to my message

bye

jin: wow guys i’m really exited for games night

gotta stock up on the alcohol

so i guess i’m going too

bye 👋🏻

tae: good i’m going as well

i’ve got to go and punch a wall

jungkook come over

this is srs business

jk: okay ^_^

getting in my car

speak to you all later 💓

hobi: y/n told me to tell you all bye

so bye from her and bye from me

😁🫰🏼😁🫰🏼😁🫰🏼😁🫰🏼😁🫰🏼😁🫰🏼

namjoon: woah

did we

did we just end a conversation normally….

oh my god

wow

guys wow omg

this is the first time this has happened

wow

i’m in shock

this is such a big step for us

i’m so proud

um

wow

what do i even say rn

….

um

yoongi: how about goodbye

blowing up my phone for no reason

namjoon: no ur right i’m sorry

goodbye guys

um

have a good day???

yeah

um wow

yeah have a good day guys i mean it

i honestly and truly mean it

wow

yeah and

yoongi removed namjoon from “BFFS 😁💜”

—

hobi sus

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[zoros-fourth-sword]

SABO x FEM READER

Request Post:

@kyokikia -hii can i request sabo × fem!afab! bratty reader, and brat taming smut? i wanna be completely dominated by this man.

{MDNI 18+ only}

This oneshot is a 18+ only so read at your own risk

This oneshot contains the following: fingering, brat taming, rough sex, choking, praise kink, and more

ENEMIES TO LOVERS

BEWARE MY WRITING SUCKS

“Your mission is to seek out the revolutionary army’s chief of staff Sabo aka the flame emperor,” Admiral Akainu said from his desk in front of me

“But sir how many times am I going to have to tell you no matter how hard I try the little shit always manages to escape” I complain to my Captain slouching back into my chair not really wanna dealing with the flame emperor of all people

“I don’t wanna hear any complaints Miss Y/N it’s your job you're a marine so you will obey my orders” Admiral Akainu snaps towards me not really wanting to deal with my tantrum at the moment

“Yea yea whatever old man” I huff out while rolling my eyes

“Good now the last I heard he was spotted near *island name* your job is to bring him back dead or alive a monster like him needs to be sent to prison” Akainu growled out squeezing the sides of his desk nearly breaking the thing due to his strength

“Yes I know the routine Admiral” I huff out before lifting myself from the chair I was sitting in

“Don’t get pissed off at me if my mission doesn’t succeed again” I say as I begin making my way out of his office

“Just get the job done Y/N,” Akainu said as I shut the door before he could finish the rest of his complaining

This tends to happen almost every fucking month I’m sent an order to go hunt down the infamous Flame Emperor and let me tell you it’s literally the hardest thing I have ever had to do the little blonde fucker always seemed to escape my grasp and sometimes I would be so close but the little bastard loved to toy with me he would purposely let me capture him and then fucking laugh in my face and make his leave he loved to see my confidence go down the drain once I realized it was just another one of his stupid games and he would always say the same words before he left

“Sorry pretty maybe next time”

Yea right, he knows damn well I don’t have a fucking chance but does that mean I’m going to give uh no of course not, and besides hunting him down makes my job less boring.

I’m currently hiding on the island that Akainu told me that Sabo would be on I’m patiently waiting for him to make a big commotion like he always does somehow almost burning down each damn island we come across with his devil fruit powers

“Miss Y/N are you there” I hear from inside my pocket letting me know someone was trying to contact me from my mini Transponder snail

“Yeah I’m here,” I say pulling the little creature out of my marine coat

“Admiral Aka-“Before the soldier could finish his sentence a big boom came from the left side of the island letting me know that Sabo was for sure here

“Sorry got no time he’s here” I quickly say putting the snail back into my pocket before dashing off in the direction of the explosion

As I began nearing the sight there was fire everywhere literally everywhere why the fuck does the little shit has to be so destructive

Just as I was about to speed up my pace a person jumped in front of me causing me to stop in my place

“Well well well it’s Miss Pretty Marine again” The man chucked out his arms crossed over his chest with one hand holding his signature pipe

“Yea yea it’s not like I wanna be here” I growl out rolling my eyes in annoyance really not liking the way he’s teasing me

“Awe come on Y/N don’t be like that I know you missed me” Sabo laughed as he began slowly walking towards me

“Yea you wish” I snap back crossing my arms over my chest causing my shirt to tighten around my breast

“Mhm” Sabo hummed out stopping right In front of me and scanning his eyes over my body

“You know you're quite the rude woman,” Sabo said as he began walking circles around me causing me to want to punch him in his stupid face

“Okay and you expect me to be nice to you when you’re the fucking bad guy you dipshit” I snap at him my eyes following his every move

“Miss Y/N you got quite the dirty mouth it’s not very lady like” Sabo chucked out stopping in front of me again

“Why yo-“Before I could finish my sentence the fucker cut me off

“Catch me if you can Pretty” Sabo quickly said before making a dash for it leaving me in my spot in utter shock

Maybe I won’t bring this fucker in alive after all

I quickly dash my way in the direction of sabo trying to catch up with the annoying blonde

“GET BACK HERE SABO” I yell towards the man once I saw his body come into view ahead of me

“HAH YOU WISH PRETTY” Sabo yelled back slightly laughing at my persistence

Just as I was about to catch up to him the fucker decided to jump inside the nearest building causing me to nearly trip over my own feet

That little shit I swear I’m going to kill him

I quickly dash inside the abandoned building through the window causing the glass to shatter all over the wooden floors

“Well you sure do know how to make an entrance” Sabo chucked from his spot he was currently sitting in one of the chairs that were in the home with us with one leg in his lap and his arms crossed over his chest

“Oh shut up and fight me already” I growl becoming impatient with the blonde as I got into my fighting stance

“As you wish pretty” Sabo chucked getting up out of his seat and placing his pipe aside along with his hat leaving his blonde hair a mess

“I’m not holding back princess,” Sabo said as he began getting into his fighting stance in front of me

“Nether am I” I snap back giving him the biggest glare I could muster on my face

“Very well then,” Sabo said flinging his right hand toward my face causing me to block his punch with my arm

“Well I see your Reflexes got better” Sabo chucked out trying to land another punch my way causing me to dodge it

“Well I had to get stronger to catch your annoying ass” I growl out swinging my leg up towards his face trying to land a kick but before I could he grabbed my ankle keeping my leg in the air

“I’m sorry to burst your bubble princess but you have no chance,” Sabo said as he kicked my other leg out from under me causing me to land on my back with a loud thud

“Keep telling yourself that blondie” I growl out quickly raising myself up off the floor trying to land another punch on Sabo

“I gladly will princess” Sabo chucked out grabbing my wrist and turning me around to put me in a headlock causing my back to be pressed against his chest

“You know Miss Y/N I can’t help but tell your hair’s gotten longer” Sabo whispered in my ear causing chills to run down my spine

“Are you that obsessed with me that you pay attention to my hair growth” I snap back landing a hard hit against Sabo's stomach with my elbow causing him to let me go from the headlock

“What can I say Princess we see each other almost every month” Sabo chucked out as his eyes scanned my body

“Ha I bet you look forward to every month” I chuckle out trying to land a kick against his ribs

“What can I say you make my job less boring,” Sabo said as he grabbed my leg pushing me to the floor so that he was above me trapping my arms above my head with his hands

“I can say the same thing about you” I huff out breathing hard from our fight my chest slightly rising up and down causing my breast to rub against Sabo's chest

“You know Miss Y/N I’ve taken quite the liking towards you” Sabo whispered out his face inches from mine his breath lightly fanning my face

“Is that so” I breathe out looking at every inch of the man’s face that was above me causing him to do the same

“Fuck it” Sabo growled out

“Wha-“Before I could ask what he meant by that Sabo's lips were on mine in an instant I quickly jerked away in surprise slightly angry with the man

“What the fuck” I growl out looking at Sabo to see pure lust fogging his eyes

We didn’t say anything at all we just stared at each other in utter shock my brain literally couldn’t grasp what was going on

Before anyone could say another word Sabo's lips were back on mine I quickly accepted it letting our lips move in sync at an aggressive pace letting the man above me take the lead he quickly let go of my wrists letting me wrap my arms around his neck pushing him closer to me

“Fuck princess” Sabo growled out taking my bottom lip between his teeth causing me to let out a whine

“You’re fucking delicious” Sabo hummed out placing one of his gloved hands behind my neck to slightly lift my head to kiss me at a better angle

Before I could tell him to shut up and kiss me his lips were back on mine the kiss being more aggressive than before as his tongue entered my mouth he decided to open my legs with one of his knees placing himself between my legs his hard-on slightly rubbing against my clothed core causing me to let out a moan from the contact

“You’ve been quiet the brat Miss Y/N I think it’s about time I teach you a lesson,” Sabo said as he pulled away to breathe slightly grinding his hips against mine sending electric shock up my body

“Fuck” I gasped out slamming my eyes shut due to the pleasure

“Mhm don’t you agree” Sabo chucked out as he began trailing his free hand up my hip and towards my neck wrapping his long fingers around it slightly adding pressure causing my brain to feel like mush

I couldn’t even form a sentence let alone focus so I just simply nodded my head yes letting out a whine agreeing with Sabo's statement

“Well pretty look at you being a good obedient girl” Sabo chucked out pulling his hand out from behind my head so he could rub his gloved thumb over my bottom lip while his other hand was still wrapped around my throat

“What should I do with you” Sabo said as he scanned my body with his eyes feeling up his plate

“Why don’t you be a good girl and listen to everything I say yea,” Sabo said slightly grazing my cheek with the same thumb that was just on my lips

What the fuck am I doing I could lose my job over this but I just can’t seem to stop myself all this built-up tension that me Sabo have had over the last few years is flowing over and there’s nothing I can do to stop it

I simply just nod my head yes not wanting to give him the satisfaction of saying yes

“Come on princess I wanna hear that pretty mouth say it” Sabo chucked out tightening his grip on my throat

Why you little shit your lucky I don’t hate you right now

“Yes” I squeak out turning my head to the side embarrassed with myself

“Oh come on baby no need to be embarrassed” Sabo chucked out quickly standing up before leaning a hand down for me to grab so he could help me up off the floor

“Now Miss Y/N I want you to strip for me,” Sabo said taking a seat in the chair as he began taking his gloves off with his teeth

“But”

“No buts princess,” Sabo said patiently waiting for me to take my clothes off

“Whatever” I mumbled out slowly starting to unbutton my marine coat

“Good girl” Sabo said as he threw his gloves on the floor before placing his elbows on his knees while resting his chin in the palm of his hands getting ready to enjoy the show

I take my coat off throwing it on the floor before moving on to my shirt lifting it up over my head and taking it off leaving me in my bra

“Shit baby you really are pretty” Sabo groaned out leaning back in his chair to adjust his position trying to loosen the tight grip around his cock from his pants

That sentence alone caused my heart to burst out of my chest deciding to ignore the feeling I quickly unbuttoned my jeans before slowly pulling them down my hips to make the situation slightly harder for Sabo

“Fuck baby” Sabo growled leaning his head back as he began rubbing his hard-on through his pants

“Come here,” Sabo said as he patted his knee signaling me to come sit on his lap

I quickly obeyed his order slowly making my way toward him so that I was standing in front of him

“Don’t be shy baby sit down” Sabo chucked out grabbing my hips while slightly spreading my legs so I could position myself on his lap my legs on either side of the chair

“What should I do first,” Sabo said as he began running his hands up my hips and to my breast slightly giving them a squeeze causing me to lean my head back letting out a small whimper

“You like that huh” Sabo chucked out trailing his hands back down my body and behind my back placing them on my ass and giving both cheeks a good squeeze

“I bet you’re fucking drenched princess” Sabo mumbled as he began pampering kisses along my collarbone and neck causing me to shut my eyes and let a whine

“You sound as pretty as you look” Sabo mumbled as he began trailing one of his hands back around my stomach and down toward my core

“Are you okay with me doing this?” Sabo asked looking up at me to make sure I was okay

“Mhm” I hummed out drunk off his touch

“Okay then” Sabo chucked out finally placing his fingers where I needed him the most

“Shit pretty your drenched” Sabo growled out as he began rubbing circles around my clothed clit feeling how damp my underwear is I quickly grab a fist full of his shirt burying my face in his chest letting out whimpers and moans from the pleasure

“Fuck baby I can’t get over you how come we didn’t do this sooner” Sabo growled as he moved my underwear to the side slightly running his fingers through my folds causing me to jerk forward from the contact of his rough hands against my pussy lips

“Fuck Sabo please I need more” I sob into his chest not being able to handle the throbbing inside my pussy

“I don’t know baby do you think brats deserve rewards” Sabo mumbled out knowing damn what he was doing

“Yes please I’ll be a good girl I promise” I pant out against his chest getting slightly lightheaded from the lust fogging my brain

“Since you asked so nicely princess I’ll do you this favor just this once,” Sabo said as he entered one of his fingers into my core causing me to arch my back against him his hard cock slightly rubbing against my ass

“Fuck Y/N I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around my cock” Sabo moaned out slightly picking up his pace with his fingers causing us to hear my juices squash around his fingers

“Fuck Sabo you feel so good” I moan out slightly seeing the stars due to the overwhelming pleasure

“Fuck Y/N I can’t wait any longer” Sabo said as he quickly lifted us up from to the chair to head over to the bed that was in the middle of the room

Sabo gently placed me on the bed causing my hair to sprawl out onto the blankets with my legs slightly parted giving Sabo the perfect view of my clothed core

“Fuck Y/N you’re absolutely beautiful,” Sabo said as he began removing his clothes so I wasn’t the only one bare

Sabo soon made his way back above me sweat slightly layering his skin causing him to glow from the sunlight shining through the windows

“I wanna make you mine Y/N I wanna be the only one to make you feel this way,” Sabo said as he began slowly pulling my underwear down my legs causing me to lose the air that was in my lungs

“Fuck Sabo I have always wanted you to make me yours why do you think I keep coming back” I whimper out looking Sabo in the eyes

“Why do you think I keep running away princess I don’t want you to catch me for a reason,” Sabo said slamming his lips to mine as his hand found its way back to my core

“Fuck Sabo please fuck me already” I sob out slightly pulling away from the kiss

“Your wish is my command” Sabo growled out before literally ripping my bra in half causing my breast to bounce free giving him the perfect view of my hardened nipples

“Are you ready baby” Sabo mumbled as he began lining the head of his cock against my opening

“Please sabo” I whimper out wrapping both my arms and legs around him trying to push him as close as possible

Before anyone could say another word Sabo gracefully slid his cock inside me causing us to let out a moan at the same time from the contact of the base of his cock against my mushy walls

“Shit Y/N your so tight and warm” Sabo groaned out as he began slowly thrusting in and out of me causing my body to slightly shake from the pleasure

“Fuck Sabo oh my gosh” I choke out placing my face in the croak of his neck

“I know baby I know” Sabo growled out as he began picking up his pace causing our skin to slap against each other feeling the small house with our lewd noises

“Your the prettiest thing I have laid my eyes on” Sabo moaned out leaning away from my neck so he could look at my fucked out face

“Your mine Y/N you understand that means no more being a fucking brat” Sabo growled out wrapping his fingers around my throat once again

“Yes yes I understand” I choke out as tears begin to fill my eyes due to Sabo's aggressive thrust

“Fuck Y/N your such a good girl when your obedient” Sabo chucked out as he began aiming his hips upwards to hit that one spot causing me to yelp out while rolling my eyes in the back of my head

“Your face is so pretty when you’re full of my cock” Sabo said as he released my throat to push my hair out of my face so he could see me better

“Fuck Sabo I’m close” I moan out as began to feel the burning sensation I have been yearning for in my lower stomach

“Fuck baby me too” Sabo growled as he began to speed up his pace to reach his release faster causing my body to jerk forward with every thrust

“Fuck Sabo I’m going to cum” I moan out once I felt my legs shake and the burning in my lower stomach becoming more intense

“Do it pretty girl cum all over your cock” Sabo growled before slamming his lips against mine

Once that sentence left his mouth the band in my stomach popped causing me to cum all over Sabo’s cock

“Fuck baby that was sexy just hold out a little longer I’m close” Sabo whined out speeding up his pace desperately wanting to reach his release

“Fuck baby I’m going to cum” Sabo said as he gripped the blankets beside my head before releasing deep inside me

“Fuck baby your mine forever mine” Sabo groaned out as he looked down at my face me seeing nothing but care and love fogging his eyes

This is the longest oneshot I have ever written so I hope you liked it 🙏😖

#one piece oneshots #one peice #oneshot #one piece smut #smut #revolutionary sabo #sabo #one piece sabo #sabo x reader #sabo x you #sabo x y/n #sabo smut

[yakshua]

random nijisanji bf scenarios 🍨

random boys from different waves, there will be sequels with the others soon! fem coded reader but it's pretty gn :)

tws: use of the words slaughter and murderer in ren's but it's in a joking manner, kyo calls reader feminine compliments, Ike's is a little angsty, and kyo's is a little spicy but nothing smutty lol 

LUCA KANESHIRO 🐶

luca is the DEFINITION of golden retriever boyfriend and u can not tell me otherwise. and with that said I also feel that, in golden retriever fashion, this man would come home with the absolute most random of items in his hands. he'd literally come bounding over, giant smile on his face and stars in his eyes, calling ur name. "(Y/N)! (Y/N) BABY LOOK WHAT I FOOOOOOOUUUNDDDDD!!!!!" hyping it up so fucking much and when he finally reaches u, breathing heavily and giggling a bit weirdly. he opens his hands and it's..... a snail. a fucking snail. he wants to know if he can keep it has u two's pet. u obviously say no and he probably cries himself to sleep 💭

KYO KANEKO 🍬

it is currently 3am... young lovers and they are not sleeping young lovers in the bathroom. ur bending forwards over ur boyfriend kyo, who is having u assist in spontaneously dyeing his hair. the strand ur working on starting to become a bit tricky, so u move down onto his lap for better support and angle. he flushes for a second before choking on a cough and regaining his composure. "damn.... you come here often, pretty?" he jokes, sliding a hand down ur lower back in a sultry way. u snort and decide to just keep focusing on ur task at hand. after ur hard work, u help him to rinse, wash and dry and ur finally done omg. u cover his eyes with ur hands as the two of u walk towards to mirror for the grand reveal. his pupils dialate with anticipation as soon as u remove ur hand blindfold, gasping and taking a second to check himself out in different angles with a flirty grin on his face before turning to u. hugging u and spinning u around as u both giggle in unison. "you did so well baby, I love it so much!" he thanks you inbetween laughs, and stares at ur smile from above in his arms. before letting u down on the ground and pulling u close for a sweet kiss 💭

IKE EVELAND ✒

stressed writer boyfriend please hide all his cokes and rockstar energies he's extremely sleep deprived as it is. u quuuieetlyyy enter his dark room and see him hunched over his desk, fountain pen unmoving along paper and a frustrated hand on his forehead. the bags under his eyes literally looking like they physically hurt. u walk up behind him and wrap ur arms around his neck and chest, leaning over him gently. he luckily isn't startled by ur sudden touch and instead sighs and leans into it, letting the heavy weights of his head and shoulders fall back limp against u. "you look so tired, prince. let's get some sleep now" ur voice is nothing above a whisper as you raise a hand, stroking up his cheek and reaching to the top of his head, tangling your fingers in his fluffy hair. he sighs once again, and without opening his eyes picks u up with his hands on ur waist and chucks you onto the bed. almost immediately after collapsing onto u, holding ur midsection tight within his arms and snuggling his face in ur chest. literal seconds later u can hear soft snores coming from his head beneath ur chin and u smile at the cute noises. feeling safe in his arms and warm in his bed, u join him in his dreams 💭

REN ZOTTO 🛸

ur 5"10 E.T of a boyfriend has been sulking in the corner like tamaki from ohshc and it's all. ur. fault. if ur wonderful what u did, he walked in on u doing the unforgivable.... playing space invaders. what you saw as a harmless little 8bit game to quench ur boredom, he saw as a threat towards his life. and not only his, but his entire species. and to see ur nonchalant face, slaughtering his kind without the slightest hint of any negative emotion.... to say he went into hysterics was an understatement. "SSTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!" the absolute bloody murder wail your boyfriend let out from behind u was terrifying. immediately throwing down ur console and running into ren's arms, disoriented and scared with his sudden cry of horror. only to for him to flinch away and cower back in fear. "you... you're a murderer..." he squeaks. "what???? what are you talking about, ren?"  with every word and action ur confusion grows. "you... ARE PLAYING A VIDEO GAME ABOUT SLAUGHTERING MY KIND!!!!!" and with that confession, he escapes at the speed of light and.... sits in a corner.... like 2 meters away from u. realising within a second he's talking about your space invaders, u snort and go to join him in his little sad corner. hugging him from behind and giggling into his back. "ren, it's just a game, you know it means nothing baby." he responds with a dramatic whine and a muffled "okay" through pouty lips, then turns around and captures you in an arm prison. after hugging on the floor like that for a little while, you hear his voice call out in a sheepish tone. "um... little star... would... you be mad if... I told you.... I..... wasn't actually.... offended... by the game?" your brows furrow and you respond with "... are you trying to tell me you we're just lonely because I was gaming for so long.... so you just faked a tantrum... for my attention?" his silence speaks louder than his words. "... maaaaybe?" "oh you ass." 💭

reqs are now open for nijisanji, genshin, and anime 🦌

#nijisanji #nijisanji x reader #nijien #nijisanji en #nijisanji imagine #kyo kaneko x reader #ren zotto x reader #Ike eveland x reader #Luca kaneshiro x reader #luxiem x reader #iluna x reader #noctyx x reader #xsoliel x reader

[ramblingoak]

The Cardinal's Bride, Chapter 9: Denver State of Mind

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Cardinal Copia x Female Reader ~ You finally learn what happened to the gang in Denver, but as your time at the farmhouse comes to an end you can't help but worry what the future holds.

Warnings: swearing, violence, angst, fluff, nsfw 18+ only, mdni, 6,300 words

~~~ Two Years Ago ~~~

“Hey shitheads, I have a plan.”

“Swiss, did you hear something?”  Copia was focused on the cards in his hand, idly shuffling them around.  “Also it’s your turn, stronzo.”

“All I hear is the sound of you desperately moving your cards around.”  Swiss grabbed a few chips and tossed them towards the small pile in the middle of the table.  When Sunshine shot her hand out and grabbed them before they landed he slammed his cards down.  “Goddammit, Sunshine.”

“Didn’t you hear me?”

“Yes, Sunshine, we heard you.”  Copia leaned his chair back on its back legs and smirked at the Ghoulette.  “We’re just not interest–cazzo!”

Copia grunted when he fell backwards, Sunshine having kicked at the leg of his chair and pushing it over.  He continued to curse in Italian as he jumped up onto his feet and glared down at the smirking Ghoulette.

“Do you want to listen now?”

“The last plan of yours we listened to nearly got half of us hanged.”  Swiss had set his cards down and crossed his arms as he glared at her.  “Also I got shot.”

The Ghoulette shrugged and reached over to swipe Swiss’s cards, clicking her tongue when she looked them over.

“Well lucky us, you survived. This hand is terrible, why are you betting on this?”

Swiss growled and grabbed his cards back, but after looking them over again he shook his head and threw them down onto the table.

“I nearly lost my arm!”  When Copia snorted, Swiss looked over and glared at him.  The glare deepened as he watched his boss drag the pile of chips over and start neatly stacking them with his others.  “That hand shouldn’t count.”

“You’re only saying that because you lost.”

“I lost because of interference.”

“Eh, you would’ve lost anyway with that hand.”  Swiss jumped up and attempted to grab Copia’s discarded cards but Copia slapped his hand away.  “Fuck off.”

“You fuck off, show me your cards.”  When Swiss reached out for them again Sunshine was the one to move his hand out of the way.  She grabbed his wrist, twisting his arm at a painful angle until he grunted and slapped the table with his other hand.  “Ok!  Ok, fucking fuck.”

The three settled back into their chairs, Copia shuffling the deck and starting to deal the next hand.  Sunshine cleared her throat a few times, glancing at Copia and Swiss after each one.  When neither man gave her attention she growled and hit her fist on the table.

“Doesn’t anyone want to hear my plan?!”  When Copia and Swiss continued to ignore her she took a deep breath before continuing.  “It involves Saltarian.”

She grinned when Copia’s eyebrows popped up and he set his cards down as he turned her way.  

“You have my attention.”

“Finally!  Alright so I got some information this morning an–”

“Wait, wait.”  Copia waved his hand back and forth while shaking his head.  “Who gave you this information?”

“That doesn’t matter.”

“It does matter.”  He leaned back in his chair, staring her down for a moment.  “It wasn’t Cowbell was it?”

“I don’t trust Cowbell to tell me the weather when we’re outside.”

“Okie dokie.  Continue.”

“Thank you.  Ok, so word is that some business associate of Salty’s from overseas has moved to Denver to open a new branch of his bank.  Frank Holden. Salty has invested in his for a very large sum of money.”

“How large?”  Sunshine glanced over at Swiss.  “Like, worth ‘getting shot at’ large?”

“Have you ever stopped to think about why you’re getting shot at all the time?”

“Yes and I’ve decided it’s because of you and your stupid fucking plans.”

“Children, children, can we focus?  Per favore?”  Copia looked pointedly at Sunshine until she sat back down, sheathing the knife she had pulled out.  “Alright, bene.  Keep going.”

“Well, there’s going to be a big party at this guy’s mansion to celebrate the grand opening, but it’s happening before the safe is delivered to the bank.  So Salty’s investment will be sitting somewhere in this guy’s house.”

“Sitting somewhere being guarded.”  Copia scratched at the stubble on his chin for a moment.  “Do we know how much money?”

“Enough to start a bank branch in a rich town.”

Copia grunted and stared down at the table in silence, only glancing back up when Swiss spoke.

“So far I haven’t heard a plan.”

“That’s because you both keep keep fucking interrupting me!”

Sunshine froze when a shadow loomed over her.  Both Swiss and Copia suddenly seemed extremely interested in their cards and wouldn’t look her way.  She sighed knowing that only one person in the casino, or anywhere, would have that effect on them.  She plastered a smile on her face and spun around to greet the newcomer.

“Bone Daddy!”

Secondo just loomed for a few beats, glaring at his brother and the two Ghouls.

“Why aren’t you working?”

“We’re on break, fratello.”

“I don’t give you breaks.  Sunshine, shouldn’t you be singing?”

“Nope I switched with Aurora.”  She smiled sweetly up at Secondo while batting her eyelashes.  “Kid’s got a set of pipes on her.”

“Si, that’s why I pay her.  Coincidentally it’s also why I pay you, but yet here you are playing cards.”  He turned his attention to Swiss.  “You’re supposed to be tending bar.”

“I switched with Aurora too.”

“So she’s singing and serving drinks?”

“Yeah she’s super talent–ow!  Ok, ok Papa!”  Swiss jerked his shoulder out of Secondo’s grasp, nearly toppling his chair over in the process.  “Sorry.”

“You have thirty minutes to get back to work.”  When Copia started to open his mouth Secondo shot him a glare that kept the younger man silent.  “Thirty.  Minutes.” 

The trio was quiet for a while after Secondo left, the only noises were the shuffling of cards although none of them were actually thinking of what was in their hands.  Copia eventually cleared his throat and laid his cards face down on the table.

“So.  Denver.”  Sunshine grinned at him and waggled her eyebrows.  “When is that money being delivered?”

“According to my source it'll be at this guy's house in a few days.”

“So no chance of intercepting it then.”  The two Ghouls knew Copia was mostly talking to himself as he mulled the information over in his mind.  “We’ll have to find a way into his house.”

“There’s gonna be a lot of guards.”  Swiss had laid his own cards down before leaning back in his chair.  “Big city like that?  It’s gonna be a lot of money.”

“Si, it won’t be easy.”  Copia clicked his tongue and then pointed at Swiss.  “We could pretend to be guards.”

“Oh please, those bastards’ll recognize you immediately.”  The Ghoul tapped his fingers on the table’s edge a few times before grinning.  “How about doing it the old fashioned way with dynamite?”

“When will you and Dewdrop learn that blowing things up doesn’t actually fucking help?”

“It’s better than your id–hey!”

Swiss and Copia both flinched when a handful of poker chips hit them in their faces courtesy of Sunshine.  The Ghoulette was glaring at them both, that familiar fire in her eyes that let them both know she was seconds from moving onto throwing sharper things at them.

“How about both of you shut up about your shitty plans and listen to mine, the actual plan.”

“Like you have a better idea?”

Sunshine rolled her eyes at Swiss, “Oh you mean better than dynamite?  Yeah, I do.”  She turned and smirked at Copia,  “We’ll be getting into the house, but not as guards.”

“As what then?  They’ll still recognize Copia.”

“Not if we clean and dress him up a bit.”  When Copia raised his eyebrow at her she grinned, slamming her hands down on the table in excitement.  “This is gonna work!  I can feel it!”

“Lucifer’s balls Sunshine, just fucking tell us.”

They all flinched when Secondo’s voice came booming out from behind them.  The trio looked over to see him glaring at them from across the common area the Ghouls used.

“Ten minutes!”

When Secondo was out of earshot Copia stood up, grabbing his whiskey glass and downing the rest before slamming it back down onto the table.

“Fuck it.  Will it just be us?”  Sunshine shoved her chair back, nodding to Copia as she stood up.  “I’m in.  Swiss?”

“Let’s see…stick around here and serve drinks or ride to Denver and have a good time?  That’s a tough one.”

“Okie dokie.”  Copia glanced towards the hallway to check for his brother before turning back to his Ghouls.  “Get your shit and meet me outside in five minutes.”

Sunshine pumped a fist into the air and immediately took off towards her room.  Swiss got up a little more slowly, raising an eyebrow at Copia as he stood up.

“Still don’t know what this plan involves.”

“Knowing Sunshine?  Probably a lot of knives.”  Copia slapped a hand on Swiss’s shoulder while flashing the Ghoul a grin.  “Maybe a little dynamite.”

~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~

“But who’s the girl?”  

Sunshine stopped arguing with Swiss and turned back towards you,  “The girl?”

“You said it started with a girl, but I haven’t heard anything about a girl yet.”

“She was just trying to be dramatic Principessa, there’s not really a girl involved.”

“Oh yes there is.”  Copia glared over at the Ghoulette, baring his teeth at her when Sunshine smirked at him.  “I’m getting there!”

You smiled at Sunshine as you settled back against Copia.  It felt silly to be hung up on some girl in Copia’s past, but you couldn’t help but remember what he had told you that night after Mary and Saltarian’s men had attacked you.  Although he did laugh about it afterwards, it was obvious that his broken heart wasn’t the worst wound he had gotten.  And you sincerely doubted whoever this girl was had actually broken his heart.

“Hey,”  You looked up at Copia when he nudged your shoulder,  “She was just some girl.”

“Like me?”

“You are far more than ‘some girl’ to me, Principessa.”  Your eyes fell shut when he leaned in and pressed a kiss into your hair.  His next words were said so quietly you almost missed them.  “Far more.”

“You lovebirds done?”  Copia groaned as he turned back towards Sunshine.  “Lots of story left.”

“There’s not that much night left though so let’s speed things up here.”

“Hey!  I’m trying to set the stage!”  When Copia stared at her silently she sighed and hung her head.  “Fine, fine.  Well, we made it to Denver and got things in motion.  The whole plan was contingent on being at this party so we had to work on getting ourselves in.”

“I still say we should have just blown up part of the house.”  When everyone but Dewdrop turned to glare at Swiss he shrugged.  “A very small part.”

“Anyway, I came up with the idea of Copia posing as some rich and interesting Italian lord, someone this banking guy would want to impress.  Now obviously, rich and interesting is a stretch for our Cardinal, but I had confidence he could make it work.”

You were desperately trying to hold in your laughter, but when Copia looked down to glare at you the giggles bubbled out.  He just looked so offended at Sunshine’s dig you couldn’t help it.  After a moment he growled, his arm tightening around you right before he yanked you into his lap.  You shrieked when his fingers dug into your sides and you desperately tried to wriggle away.  Copia just held tighter, laughing as you twisted around.

“Stop, stop!  I’m sorry!”  

He immediately relented at your apology, but when you tried to move out of his lap his grip stayed firm.  With a huff you settled back against him and attempted to smooth your hair out.  When you glanced over at Sunshine you froze as you caught her eyes already on you and a big grin on her face.

“You guys done?”  You hoped that she couldn’t see your blush, but you doubted it so you just nodded.  “Ok so, we got your man cleaned up, into some decent clothes and then threw him to the wolves basically.”

“The wolves?”

“So my plan was to get invited to the thing and that involved parading Copia around town.  Getting him seen.  Swiss had the idea of putting a notice in the paper about a visiting Italian dignitary and that was the push we needed.”  Sunshine swiped the whiskey bottle from Swiss’s hands and took a drink.  “Next thing we knew Holden came calling to where Copia was staying wondering if he wanted to invest in his bank!”

“You’re leaving out the best part.”  Sunshine turned to look at Swiss and you watched as they seemed to have a conversation with just their eyebrows.  “Stop it, the best part was he brought his daughter.”

It wasn’t hard to miss Copia freezing behind you and you couldn’t help but do the same.  

“Yeah it was obvious this guy had his own ulterior motive for meeting Copia.  He wanted to set up a marriage agreement right there.”  Sunshine noticed the look on your face and immediately corrected herself.  “But he didn’t!  I think Copia nearly choked to death on his breakfast when the guy brought it up.”

“No, I just had to go on playdates with her.”

You poked your finger into Copia’s side at that.

“Playdates?”

“Uh, si.  Just parading her around town.  Nothing fancy.”

Swiss snorted, slapping a hand over his mouth to stop from spitting out the swig of whiskey he just took.

“‘Nothing fancy?’  You bought her a damn horse!”  He yelped when Sunshine turned and punched him in the chest.  “Fuck, what?  I was just telling the story.”

“Well shut the fuck up, I’m the one telling it.”

“Then fucking tell it!  We’re gonna be here all night.  Just skip to the fucking party.”

The two of them continued to argue with each other, Rain finally sighing from his spot next to Copia and getting up.  He threw you a wink as he wandered over to the other side of the fire, settling in next to Mountain where he was talking with Aether and Dewdrop.  You glanced down at your lap, picking at one of your nails for a moment before turning to the side a bit so you could look up at Copia.

“What was her name?”

“Hmm?”  Copia leaned over and swiped up the bottle Rain had left behind, taking a quick drink before answering.  “Whose name?”

Stupid dense cowboy.

“Her name.  Holden's daughter.”

“Oh, eh.”  You narrowed your eyes when he shot a glance towards Sunshine.  She and Swiss were no longer arguing but the Ghoul was also on his back in the dirt clutching his stomach so that was probably why.  “Cara.”

“That’s lovely.”  It wasn’t, but the jealousy you were feeling was ridiculous.  “A very pretty name.”

“Yeah but that isn’t her actual name, right boss?”  Copia stiffened behind you at Swiss’s words.  The Ghoul groaned as he slowly got back up and settled next to Sunshine again.  “That’s just what you called her.”

“Wait, that’s her nickname?”  You dug your elbow into Copia’s gut when he didn’t answer.  “What’s her actual name?”

“I don’t remember.”

While Sunshine and Swiss burst out in laughter you just felt annoyed.  

“You spent a few days romancing this girl and you can’t even remember her name?”

“A few days?”  Sunshine snorted and pointed at Copia,  “Try weeks!”

“It wasn’t fucking weeks!  And I wasn’t romancing anyone.”  He squeezed your waist and dropped his mouth close to your ear.  “It was just for show, Principessa.”

“Do you know my name?”

You yelped when he nipped your ear lobe, squirming as his breath tickled your skin.

“You know I do, I remember saying it when you had my cock in your hands earlier.”  He chuckled when you gasped, his hands tightening on your waist to keep you still.  “Now stop squirming before I drag you back to the barn so we can do that again.”

With a little grin you settled back against him, eagerly taking a drink when he offered you the whiskey bottle.

“If you guys are done I’ll keep going.”  Sunshine was smirking when you glanced over at her.  “And for the sake of time I’ll skip to the party where everything went to absolute shit through no fault of my own.”

“This again?  Belial, give it a rest Sunshine.”

“Fuck off Swiss, it was all mostly your fault anyway.”

“My fault?!  I did exactly what you told me to do!”

“All I told you to do was create a distraction!”

“And I did, didn’t I?” 

“I didn’t mean to distract them with your dick!”

“Then be more specific next time!”

It looked like the two of them were about to start fighting again but they froze when Copia called out to them.

“It took more than Swiss’s dick to ruin the plan Sunshine and you know it.”  He grabbed the bottle back out of your hands and took another drink.  “The unexpected guests didn’t help either.”

“If you would have let me kill Mary back in Montana they wouldn’t have gotten in the way at the party.”

“We still would have had to deal with Secondo.”  You looked up at Copia with a raised eyebrow at his brother’s name.  “He apparently had been invited as a possible investor.”

“Trust me boss, I can handle your brother.”  Copia shuddered and mumbled something in Italian under his breath as Sunshine waggled her eyebrows.  “You’re right though, the unexpected guests didn’t help.  But neither did your tantrum...”

~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~

“You fucking did what?”

Sunshine flinched at the sound of Copia’s voice and quickly started scanning the crowd to try to find him.  She knew that tone of voice and nothing good ever came after he used it.  Her eyes finally fell on him as he stared down Holden’s daughter.  Ok yeah, he was pissed.  Sunshine downed the rest of her champagne and started pushing her way through the crowd towards them but she only made it a few steps before an arm sliding around her waist stopped her.

“Going somewhere, beautiful?”

“I’ll be dragging your body to the undertaker if you don’t get your hand off of me, Mary.”

“Aww c’mon, I was hoping you’d dance with me at least on–shit!”  Mary hissed, grabbing at Sunshine’s wrist to keep her from digging her knife into his stomach.  “Why do you always have to put up a fight?”

“Trust me, Mary.  It wouldn’t be a fight.”  She looked around her for Copia again but was distracted by the curious looks being thrown her and Mary’s way.  With a fake smile plastered on her face she deftly pulled the knife away and placed her hands on Mary’s shoulders.  “Stop smiling like that.”

“This is nice!  I missed this, having you all pressed up against me.”

“Don’t get used to it.  What the fuck are you doing here anyway?”

“Probably here for the same reasons you are.”  Mary smirked and leaned in close, being mindful of the socialites dancing around them.  “Money.”

She jerked back, glaring into Mary’s face when he continued to smirk.

“That money is gonna be ours, so don’t even bother.”

“Yours, huh?  I don’t know, it doesn't seem like you guys are much interested in the money to me.”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“Looks like Copia is about to be arrested.”  Sunshine quickly looked over to where he was, groaning when she saw Copia arguing with a few of the hired guards.  “And last I saw Swiss he was wandering off with Holden’s wife.”

She winced when Copia shoved a guard away only for two to come up behind him and grab his arms.  Oh fuck.  At Mary’s laugh she jerked her head back around.

“Swiss was supposed to wander off with the wife.”

“I don’t doubt it, but was Holden supposed to know about that?  Because he followed them not long after.”

“Fuck.”  She ignored the surprised glances being thrown her way and tried to think of what to do.  If Holden caught Swiss with his wife they were screwed.  An angry snarl drew her eyes back to Copia in time to see him punch Secondo in the nose.  Ok they were extra screwed.  “Fuck!”  

“I’m always willing Sunshine you just gotta ask me nice–fuck!”

Mary groaned, clutching at their crotch as they fell to the ground.  Sunshine turned back towards Copia but he was being dragged away by the guards.  Her eyes moved to Secondo’s, widening briefly when she noticed he was looking at her.  He was quite the sight at the moment, his usually perfectly styled hair disheveled on his head and blood dripping from his nose.  His eyes were narrowing as he took her in as well and Sunshine grinned, giving him a jaunty wave before spinning and moving quickly into the crowd.

She needed to find Swiss and get the fuck out of there.  They’d just have to worry about Copia later.  It wouldn’t be the first time he needed to be busted out of jail; she just hoped she wouldn’t have to do the same for Swiss later.  The crowd parted easily, most wandering over to where the commotion had happened with Copia.  Sunshine grabbed the skirt of her dress, picking up her speed as she got close to the stairs to the second level.  With any luck she would run into Swiss, hopefully with the key to where the money was being kept in his hand, and they could get the job done.  She jogged down a hallway, turning down a corner at the end where she immediately found herself running right into the Ghoul.

“Swiss!”  Her hands flung out to catch herself but she quickly recoiled when they were met with bare skin.  “Where the fuck are your clothes?”

He was hurriedly doing up his pants, his dress shirt they bought for the night balled up in his fist.

“No time for that, we gotta go.”  When he grabbed her arm she jerked away to glare at him.  “Sunshine, I'm serious we gotta go now.”

“What the fuck did you do?”

Swiss didn’t get a chance to answer her question, a shout from behind him making both Ghouls freeze.  Sunshine’s eyes widened when Holden, in a similar state of undress as Swiss, stumbled out of a room and started pointing his finger at him.

“Get back here now!”

Sunshine groaned, hanging her head as Holden started shouting for some guards.

“Satan’s dick.”      

~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~

“So you all got arrested?”

“Yep!  As I have been saying from the beginning, these assholes ruined everything.”  She pointed a finger behind her at Swiss, who was practically laying on the ground now sulking.  “Swiss decided to romance not just Holden’s wife, but Holden himself.”

“I couldn’t say no to him when he had already caught us together!”

“Shut up.  Anyway, Swiss apparently didn’t tire the guy out enough because he got up after Swiss snuck outta the room and then realized his keys were missing.”

“I tired him out just fine thank you very much.”

“Shut up.  But then there was this guy,”  Sunshine pointed over at you and Copia as she continued on.  “This guy threw a fit because Cara sold the gift he got her.”

“What gift?”  You glanced up at Copia again with a confused look on your face, pausing briefly as the action made you a bit dizzy.  All the whiskey had finally started to get to you.  “Wait, the horse?  She sold the horse?”

“She claimed that he was too rambunctious for her.  Hard to handle.  Idiota.”  Copia shook his head in disgust.  “There is nothing wrong with Brizio!”

You snorted, immediately covering your mouth when Copia glared at you.

“You bought Brizio for her?”

“Si, but she gave him some stupid name like Snowfoot or something, I don’t remember.”

“Copia lost his shit when he found out, hence all the shouting I mentioned.  Unfortunately his Cara didn’t take too kindly to being called an idiot so she brought the guards over.”  Sunshine took a drink and then grinned as she continued.  “Secondo, who was desperately trying to ignore that we were all there, came over to try to calm Copia down, but…well that didn’t go over well.”

“Wasn’t the first time I punched him in the nose and it won’t be the last.”

“Sure, so yeah they shoved us all in jail and thanks to the ever helpful Mary Goore quickly figured out who we all actually were.”  She tipped the bottle back, finishing its contents before chucking it into the fire.  “We were set to be hanged in the morning.”

“Hanged?!”

“Those wanted posters say ‘Dead or Alive’ for a reason, Principessa.”  Copia gave your waist a squeeze before he continued.  “Luckily for us Secondo brought Dewdrop and Phantom with him when he came to town.”

“What do you mean?  Why is that lucky?”

It was Swiss’s turn to answer, although it sounded like he was half asleep.

“Dewdrop knew I stole some of his dynamite, not that he ever goes anywhere without a few sticks as well.”  Swiss lifted his head up to throw you a wink.  “Just in case.”

“So what, you guys blew up the jail?”  When you were met with silence from the three of them your mouth fell open.  “Really?”

“How else were we supposed to get out?  Dew only blew out one wall anyway, it wasn’t that bad.”  Sunshine shook her head as she laughed about it.  “Secondo sure as hell wasn’t gonna bail us out.”

“Why not?”

“Eh, he was a little upset over his nose.”  Copia had reached up to tap yours, laughing softly when you batted his hand away.  “He did come by to wish us luck getting out though.”

Now you felt even more nervous meeting his brother.  You were about to say as much before you yawned, your mouth stretching wide from the force of it.  Copia said something to Sunshine that you didn’t hear, the tiredness suddenly taking over.  All that whiskey probably didn’t help either.  You jumped a bit when Copia began to stand up behind you, gripping your elbows to tug you up with him.

“Wait, Copia, what about Brizio?”

He grinned, tugging you close to his chest and tucking some hair behind your ear.

“While the Ghouls got all of our stuff together I went and got Brizio back.”

“That easy huh?”

“It helped that while we were in jail someone stole the money, so that was a nice distraction.”  He turned towards the farmhouse, wrapping an arm around your waist to help you along.  “Mary beat us to it.”

“What an asshole.  Oh!”  You covered your mouth with your hands, laughing in disbelief at what you just said.  “You’re a bad influence.”

“Bene, I don’t want to be a good one.”

You looked down to hide your reddening cheeks, that grin of his making you blush like usual.  He tsked when you stumbled up the porch steps, the whiskey definitely starting to take its toll on you.  Copia let go of you briefly to open the front door but instead of going inside you stopped and looked up at him, remembering something Swiss had mentioned earlier.

“Copia, what happened in Montana?”

~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ 

“I don’t want to go to sleep.”

Copia chuckled as he helped you get into bed, the now familiar nightgown soft against your skin. 

“Your eyes have been closed since we got inside, Principessa.  I think sleep is happening whether you want it or not.”  

“No, no I have to stay awake.”  When Copia pulled away you managed to get your eyes open, watching his figure move around in the shadows.  He had quickly divested himself of his clothes and was pulling the big shirt from Harold over his head.  “If I fall asleep it’ll be tomorrow when I wake up.”

You frowned when he snorted, his head popping out of the neck of the shirt.  He moved back towards the bed and slid in next to you, under the covers much to your delight.  His arms were around you instantly, pulling you against his warm body.

“Tomorrow will happen no matter what.”  Copia placed a knuckle under your chin and tilted your head up so your eyes could meet.  “What’s so bad about tomorrow?”

“I don’t want to leave this place.  This house, the farm…Ethel.  I feel safe here.” 

“But you’ll still be with me.  I’m always going to keep you safe, Principessa.  Just like I promised.”

The tears were building up in your eyes before you could stop them and you angrily swiped them away.  You didn’t want to spend tonight like this, a weeping mess.

“I know, I know you did.  I feel safe with you, Copia, I do.”  Even the dark room couldn’t hide his grin and you did your best to match it despite how you were still feeling.  With a trembling hand you reached up and cupped his cheek, his beard was already growing in and the stubble felt rough against your palm.  “Kiss me.”

“Hmm, I don’t know.  I’ve come to find out your kisses lead to other things.”  He took your hand in his and brought your palm to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss in the middle as his mustache tickled your fingers.  “Besides, your breath smells like whiskey.”

He laughed when you yanked your hand out from his and roughly turned away.  Damn him and his teasing.  You stiffened when his arms slid back around you and you found yourself tucked back against him.  Despite your irritation you couldn’t help but relax, the warm feeling of being in his arms making you even sleepier.  

“You’re horrible.”  

His breath hit your ear when he huffed out a laugh, making you shiver.  Before you could stop them your eyes were falling closed again and your body relaxed as you began to drift off to sleep.  Copia’s breath tickled your ear again and you fell asleep clinging to what he murmured into your ear.

“I promise to be here when you wake up.”

~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Copia couldn’t sleep.

He hadn’t been able to bring himself to admit it to you, but he wasn’t looking forward to leaving either.  It had been so long since he had felt settled and at peace.  There had been moments he hadn’t even thought about why he was there or even why you were there.  You had already wormed your way inside his chest, like you had always been there.  Those moments made him feel guilty though, like he was forgetting his purpose.  Forgetting what had led him to this farmhouse to begin with.  

What had led him to you.

He couldn’t let his feelings, whatever they were, get in the way of why you were there in the first place.  Nothing could get in the way of him killing Saltarian.  Things were just more complicated now.  Even when he was initially planning everything, your kidnapping and the ransom demand, he hadn’t wanted you to get hurt but now…now he couldn’t let you get hurt.  Copia wasn’t sure if he deserved peace but he knew you did and he was going to do whatever he could to make sure you got it.

You mumbled something in your sleep and Copia tilted his head to look down at you.  After a few hours you had turned around, pushing him onto his back with a surprising amount of strength considering you were asleep.  Copia had let you do it with a smile on his face, amused at your grumbling as you eventually settled with an arm and a leg flung over him.  You were now snoring softly, your breath puffing against his chest with each exhale.  This was definitely something he’d be teasing you about later.  He reached down to tuck some of your hair back behind your ear but he froze when you started mumbling.

“It’s not fair.”

He stroked a thumb across your cheek as he grunted softly.

“Hm?  What isn’t?”

“Your smile.  Not,”  Your thought was interrupted by a big yawn before you relaxed back against him.  “Not fair.  I hate it.”

Copia snorted and squeezed you briefly, smiling when you snuggled further against him.  

“I’m sorry, Principessa.  I’ll smile less.”

All he got for an answer was another snore, but it was what finally helped him relax himself.  You hadn’t been what he expected, far from it, but now that you were here he wasn’t going to let you go.  At least not without a fight.  He let his eyes close and focused on the feel of your body against his.  He could get used to this, used to you.  

He whispered a prayer to Lucifer that he would be allowed to.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~

“Take the shot, Cardinal!”

Copia gritted his teeth as the flames drew closer.  The chapel was starting to fall apart around them, the sound of the flames crackling drowning out distant gunshots.  He couldn’t move, his entire body frozen in place as he looked on in horror.  Your eyes were full of fear as Saltarian kept you in front of him, blocking his body with yours.

“This is your chance!  This is what you wanted!”

You were so scared, Copia could see it.  He could feel it.  Were you scared of him?  Once more he tried to speak, to call out that he would keep you safe but he couldn’t get his mouth to work.

“You’re a coward, Copia!  All these years and you can’t do it.  Because of her.”

No, no no he had to do this.  He ignored the tears streaming down your face and the heat of the flames on his skin.  He had to do this.  This was his one chance.  When you screamed he shook his head, his heart clenching painfully as he watched you sob.  

“Take the shot, Cardinal!”

This was his one chance.

He raised his gun, his eyes meeting yours as he aimed.

He took the shot.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Copia woke up with a gasp, the sound of the gun firing seeming to echo around the room.  He quickly looked down and started to grab at you, needing to feel that you were there and safe.  Not sobbing and broken in front of him like you were in his nightmare.  You mumbled something as he ran his hands over your back and arms.  Your nose scrunching up like it did whenever you were annoyed with him.

“Is it morning?”

“No," He took a deep breath and let his head drop. "Go back to sleep Principessa.”  

He reached up to smooth your hair out, shaking his head slightly at his trembling hand.  The sounds of your crying were still echoing around in his mind.  You had been so scared, so frightened.  He gently pulled away and eased out of the bed, needing to get some distance between you.  You had been scared of him, of what he might do.  There hadn’t been any trust in your eyes, just fear and pain.  He couldn’t help but turn to look at you but even seeing you safe in bed the nightmare wouldn’t leave him.

Cirrus’s words from the other night ran through his head, words she had been repeating from his brother.  ‘You’re going to get this girl killed.’  ‘Your actions have put everyone at risk.’  He had ignored them at the time but now with the nightmare skittering under his skin it was all he could think about.  Would he actually be able to keep you safe like he promised?  Safe from Saltarian and his men?  

Safe from himself?

Copia immediately got up and stalked towards his clothes.  The nightmare had to be a sign, a message warning him about what could happen.  He couldn’t do it, he had worked too long to let anything get in his way now.  As he got dressed he kept pushing away thoughts of you, thoughts he had been thinking of only hours before.  Thoughts that he needed to stop thinking of.  

He fastened his gun belt before grabbing his hat, turning back towards the bed as he secured it on his head.  The moonlight was illuminating your face and he couldn’t help but stop to watch you for a moment.  His steps were quiet as he moved closer, kneeling down at the edge of the bed so his face was level with yours.  The leather of his gloves creaked when he clenched his hands, trying to stop himself from touching you.  

Copia watched you for as long as he dared, trying to memorize your face.  He wanted to remember you this way.  Soft and peaceful.  Beautiful like you had always been to him, even when you were nothing more than a city girl.  A pawn in his desire for revenge.  He had let you become more than that and he now realized how foolish that had been.  

Your mouth opened in a quiet snore and this time he couldn’t help but brush a hand over your hair.  He would still do everything he could to keep you safe, but this, whatever this was between you needed to stop.  Copia had spent the last ten years swearing vengeance and he couldn’t let anything get in his way now.  He stood up, clenching his fists again to stop himself from reaching out and holding you.

He had to let you go.

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Pedro’s Characters: The Dick-tionary: Part Two

(PS. I’m currently on my ovulation week so this is gonna be mental)

Part One ;)

Frankie (Catfish) Morales:

Okay so I just finished watching Triple Frontier and oml I love this man. One thing I wanna say is, he definitely fucks you in whatever flying vehicle he owns, not during flights of course <3 safety first and I have such a bad fear of flying. Anyways, Frankie’s about 7 inches, and he has a pretty pink mushroom tip, he’s pretty thick too tbh, and he’s a vein up the side that you can feel when he’s inside you. PRAISE!!! He’s a praiser and not a degrader. Breeding kink is a must!!! Maybe it’s because he’s a family man but I feel like he has a domestic kink, like, he lovesssss talking about you being his ‘pretty little wife/husband’. Fuck, he lovessss filling you up and talking bout how he wants to get you pregnant, even if you can’t get pregnant :0, he was quite delicate with this factor at first in case it made you uncomfortable but he 100% wouldn’t say anything about that if it made you uncomfy. He just needs you to be happy. “My sweet girl/boy, spread your legs for me will ya?” “Yeah you like that, yeah you do… good girl/boy.” “Pretty little baby, taking me so so well, aw, so cute” “Take my cock in your mouth, oh yeah, just like that, my sweet, sweet baby.” He shaves well enough I think, likes to leave a happy trail to tease you with.

Agent Whiskey

Save a horse, ride a cowboy. Literally. Ride him and he’ll love you forever. Pedro’s cowboy characters hold a warm place in my heart because I find Southern accents sooooo sexy, ugh yes, talk about your farm daddy.

Um…. Anyways! Jack is so cunty I love him. Okay, he’s a big boy, about 8 inches, up there with Javier and Joel. He’s thick, like oof… Nice big tip too. Depending on the day, he switches between soft and hard dom. His fav position is cowgirl obviously, despite popular speculation, he’s not really a big fan of reverse cowgirl, but he LOVES doggystyle, he’s an ass man so spanking is a yes. He’s not a daddy man. OH MY GOD WHEN YOU RIDE HIM PLEASE WEAR HIS HAT PLEASE HE’LL CUM SO SO HARD!! SIT 👏 ON 👏 HIS 👏 FACE 👏 If he’s feeling soft and wants to be all chivalrous and his Southern self, he’ll fuck you in missionary, peppering kisses all over your face and neck. “My sweet girl/boy… takin’ my cock so well.” “Oh darlin’, ya look so pretty f’me.” “Fuck, so good, baby, such a good lil hole.” Big snail trail enthusiast!!!

Marcus Pike

I have not watched the mentalist so I apologise for any inaccuracies :( but good lord how gorgeous is this man…

Sorry guys I just can’t get over how pretty he is, but I’m actually crying because he’s so beautiful. Anyway, he’s about 7.5 inches and loooovvvvessss to be sucked off. You just look so so pretty with his cock in your mouth, and suck on his tip, his hips buckle a little and he whimpers, his hands going straight into your hair. He’s such a sweet lover, when he’s inside you, he’s so soft and gentle, you’d have to physically beg him to be rough. A BIG KISSER!!! Loves kissing you, just make sure you’ve kissed him at least 20 times and he’ll be content. He’s such a sweetie, please just be nice to him. “I love you so so much.” “Please oh baby, I love you, love this hole, so fucking good for me, good girl/boy.” “I’m gonna cum, oh please, where do you want me to cum, please tell me where to cum baby…” He likes to keep its shaved but he’s not completely bald.

Lucien Flores

Now, I have been looking for the clip of him making out and I can’t find it anywhere 😭😭 if someone could find it for me pleaseeeee send it I will love and cherish you for eternity. I also couldn’t find a gif of him so bear with me 😭.

Oh guys… MIRRORS!!! From looks and expectations and fanfics I’ve read, mirrors are a big thing for him. He’s about 8 inches. Loves doggy, he’s also an ass man. Choking you is a MUST, oh god he loves making you take him in a mirror, in doggy, with his big hand wrapped around your pretty neck, seeing you in the mirror taking him sooo well. It’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. Same thing with the bathroom. He has you with one leg on the counter, the other dangling as he pounds into you, just absolutely destroying you. Shower sex too! He has you, either against the wall or legs wrapped around his waist. In fact just let him fuck you on every single surface of the house. Bed, bathroom, floor, sofa, dining table, kitchen counter, anything!! Loves eating you out from behind. He shaves and isn’t bald, yknow standard procedure 🤷🏻‍♀️

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Reggie Luckman:

My MAN!! 🥺 he whimpers, have you seen him to that pretty when you cry edit, UGH STRIKES MY HEART EVERY TIME! I watch that edit about 3 times a day. I am very well aware that he’s just found out he’s killed his friend in this gif but he’s just so beautiful…

He’s 7 inches, and has such a cute face when he’s inside you, eyes squeezed shut and biting his lip as he conceals his whimpers. You keep telling him that he’s fine to moan but he just gets so embarrassed. Such a praiser, calls you a good girl/boy soooo much. His hips stutter when he’s close, and he bites down on your shoulder, accidentally leaves hickeys on your neck and collarbones. He loves going fast. When you ride him, he looks up at with those sweet eyes, and it makes your heart melt, hands on your hips, guiding you sweetly. Tug on his hair in orallllll!!! “Please, please, you feel so good, I love you.” “Mmm, please, I’m gonna cum, can I cum in you?” “I can? Thank you, thank you, fuck!” Praise him back, tell him how he’s doing, tell him that he’s good. Pleaseeeee I need him soooo baddddd!!!!!!

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Miami Meet Cute

Synopsis: Jack finally meets Zoey’s high school sweetheart.

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She knew it was a mistake to check her Instagram DM requests but…here she was. It was nothing new, a few distasteful messages about how she was a nobody and didn’t deserve Jack. Some were compliments about her looks or asking where she got her clothes. And then there was one message telling her to stay away from him. That dm made her feel uneasy for some reason but she had to push down her discomfort, close the app and get back to her computer.

Jack had been in Boston for work and was coming to Miami for a few days before continuing with his various commitments. This was supposed to be a nice little reset before the realities of a long distance relationship made its way back to center stage. He was traveling to France soon and the time difference was something that neither of them were looking forward to so it would be nice to see him in Miami for the week for a bit of normalcy. And things were normal for the first few days but of course, the universe had a few tricks up her sleeve.

“You know what we should do tonight? We should go out. Do something fun.” Jack was standing in the closet in the guest room where he had to keep his clothes because Zoey wasn’t a fan of sharing her closet space. There were just too many clothes in there and it sounded like a real hassle. This was a much better—safer arrangement.

“We should! You look like you already thought of something, so what do you have in mind?” She was apprehensive because he usually wanted to stay in and spend as much time with just the two of them. And now he looked like he was about to beg her for something. “What is it…”

He sighs, standing up to place his hands on her shoulders with a sly smile. “How would you feel if we went to an NBA game tonight? You like basketball, I like basketball…”

“You just wanna see your boyfriend Jayson, you aren’t slick. Not even a little.” She rolls her eyes and pats his cheek. “I do like basketball though. We’re sitting court side?”

“Um…duh? You know your man has connections.”

“Right. I’m in. But I do have one teeny tiny, super small thing to tell you that really isn’t even a big deal if you really think about it and—“

“Spit it out babe.” He tensed up slightly at her nervous babbling.

The woman closes her eyes to collect herself, kind of dreading this moment but also knowing that he was going to find out eventually. “You know my ex that I mentioned when we were in North Carolina?”

“Your high school sweetheart, first man you ever loved, the man you lost your virginity to and the one you thought you were going to marry? Yeah I remember.” He doesn’t even try to hid the annoyance in his tone. “What about him?”

“He…playsforthemiamiheat.” She rushes out.

His piercing blue eyes turn a shade darker and he asks her to repeat herself. “Go slow this time please.”

“My ex plays for the Heat. Caleb Martin? If you know who that is.”

“I’m a basketball fan of course I know who that is. Why didn’t you tell me your ex is Caleb fucking Martin?”

“Because I knew you would make this a thing and it’s really not a thing at all Jack. We haven’t been together in like 5 years and we’ve seen each other plenty of times there’s absolutely nothing there. But if you don’t feel comfortable going then I totally get it.”

He looks at her for a minute and lets out a sigh. It was embarrassing to admit that his confidence did waver a bit at the thought of seeing her ex but he couldn’t help it. The history that they had scared him and had him on edge but he knew that this relationship with Zoey wasn’t just some little fling. And that little fact brought him right back down to Earth. “Nah, we're going to this game. I’m not worried about Caleb.”

“Good,” she gives him a peck on the lips, “let’s go get ready then.”

Zoey walked at a snail’s pace it seemed, holding Jack’s arm like it was her lifeline. Because that’s essentially what it was. The cameras were already set up courtside, some of the crew whispering things that they probably thought was under their breath even though she heard every word. She knew what they were thinking before she heard their words and it wasn’t anything she hadn’t seen in her messages recently. Not so subtle microaggressions or confused looks weren’t really new to her but in regards to her relationship, the most cherished thing in her life being on public display? That brought out some insecurities she didn’t even know she had.

A tight hold on her, rubbing smooth circles along the back of her hand brought her out of her quickening downward spiral. “You okay, baby?” His eyes were soft, kind, with a hint of genuine concern and so much love that she almost planted a kiss on him right then and there. She simply nodded and acted like the camera wasn’t panning right to them just as the players began to greet each other at halfcourt right before tip-off.

The Celtics had no problem handling the home team. Jayson walked up to Jack to dap him up as soon as the game was over and she swore she’d never seen him smile so big. They really did have a bromance that she was less than enthused about diving into. They shared little giggles and made plans to see each other next time Jack was in Boston. It was honestly kind of sweet and reminded her of her friendship with Mani. Although it was nice to see Jack in his element, in Louisville surrounded by friends and family. That’s the person she fell in love with, that’s the one she saw a future with. And that was the one who would always feel like home. But on the other hand he was this figure in the music industry who earned people’s trust and built these lasting relationships and had a seat in rooms that normal people didn’t even know existed. It was just a world that felt so unfamiliar but in the midst of it all, there he was, this never wavering pillar of peace and comfort. He really did have the of both worlds and Zoey couldn’t believe she was dating her very own Hannah Montana.

The best part about being out and about in public with a celebrity who doubled as her boyfriend was the fine dining experience and immediate dinner service. Between the tamarind braised short ribs, the crab cakes and the sticky date cake, Zoey forgot all of her troubles and the pressure that she’d been feeling about the potential of seeing her past and her present/hopefully future in the same room. She excused herself and headed off to the ladies room and almost bumped into someone on her way back to her table.

“I’m so sor—Zo?” That was a voice she’d recognize anywhere.

“Caleb, hi!” She cleared her throat, looking over at Jack who was very focused on his phone. “How are you? I know it was a tough game but I’m sure it was nice to be out there. Is your ankle feeling better?”

He gives her a warm smile, shaking his head. “I didn’t know you still kept up with my life.”

“Oh I don’t really but you know you’re my dad’s favorite son. He makes sure to keep me updated.”

The basketball player nods again, running his hand over his face. “It’s good to see you Zo. And um—for what it’s worth, I’m really happy to see you happy. Saw you two at the game and I can tell you two have something special.”

She didn’t know why she expected him to act any different. Caleb had always been on her side, rooting for her and cheering her on. The lump in her throat led her into his arms, wrapping him up in a bone crushing hug. “Thank you, that means the world to me. I can’t wait for you to find your person too. You deserve eternal happiness.” They pull away and Zoey steps back into a solid figure standing behind her. He reaches out a hand and introduces himself and Caleb does the same. Tyler Herro is mentioned a time or two and a couple laughs are shared before they head back to their respective seats in the private section. “It was good to see you Caleb.”

He gives her a nod and another smile before walking away. The couple walks hand in hand a few feet before sitting back down. Jack’s reaction and facial expressions have her on the edge of her seat. But his words have her jaw on the floor.

“I liked him. He was nice.”

“Wait…what? I’m sorry who are you and what have you done with the REAL Jackman.”

Jack rolls his eyes and reaches across the table to grab her hand. “I just—I heard everything he said and it really hit me. There’s no reason to try to compete or prove anything because he’s not the one. I am. And he obviously really cares about you and the more people out there that are looking out for you, the better I feel. So yeah he’s cool people.”

“That is extremely mature of you.”

“Mature is my middle name.” He laughs and she raise her eyebrows, really impressed with how this day has gone.

Two days later she was back at work, with Jack in France when she received a bouquet of flowers at the office. She smiled to herself thanking her lucky stars that she found a man so effortlessly kind and romantic, especially when she saw the note that was attached.

Zoey, I’ve warned you multiple times now to stay away from Jack. Clearly you’re not learning your lesson so I’m letting you know now that I’m serious. Leave him alone or I promise life is about to get a lot harder.

The note was definitely not from Jack and whoever this person was had graduated from petty messages to borderline stalking. She didn’t want to worry him and make this a big deal over a silly little note that sounded like some Pretty Little Liars parody so she threw it away along with the flowers and shoved down the uneasy feeling brewing deep within her bones.

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[galaxycunt]

My Dinner With Buggy

Author warning: this is dialogue only. Why? Because I wondered if I could do it and so here it is I’m lucky I had power the whole time in my house during this ice storm bc I’m so bored 😭

Summary: You are waiting on a man, you haven’t seen each other in quite some time. Not since you were a bright eyed recruit and he was a young captain with more ego than sense.

“Welcome in! How many?”

“Two, please,” as you sat you said, “a bottle of house red, thank you.”

A hand tapped you on the shoulder some time later, “I never tire of that joke. You’re looking good.”

“Buggy, wow. It’s really good to see you.”

“Yeah, not every day a marine wine and dines me.”

“I can think of a few officers who’d like that, now.”

Buggy frowns, “you told them, didn’t you?”

You shake your head, “Buggy, I didn’t even know you were with the Roger pirates. I found that out from the snails like everyone else.”

“Huh. Swore I told you. I guess…I never tell anyone that shit.”

“Hey, doesn’t matter. You’re here. You’re safe.”

Buggy laughs, “god, it’s been forever. Remember when we climbed up the mast of the first Big Top?”

“Hm. Yeah. Tiny Top. That ship sucked. I remember beating you up there.”

“Oh fuck off, I let you!”

“I beat you by a whole 30 seconds!”

“I’m not letting a fucking marine talk shit while I’m trying to enjoy my damn dinner.”

You laugh heartily as the waiter arrived, “I’ll have the pasta special.”

“You paying or what?” You nod, “prime rib. Gimme a steak bigger than my head.”

“You sure ain’t a cheap date, Bug.”

“Oh! So this is a date? Okay, you sure you don’t wanna thrown in with the guy who tangoed with the best and came out on top?”

“I…I think I am quitting. I saw your little movie debut. He…he was just a kid. Both of them.”

“Y-yeah. He really was.”

“I guess that’s the life we choose.”

Buggy sighs, “let’s not think about that. I’m here, you’re here. This is a date.”

“Is this a date? Okay, what lines does Captain Buggy pull on these things?”

“What’s your sign?”

“Libra.”

“I’m a Libra moon, they say a sun and moon sign being the same means they’re meant to be.”

You shake your head, “you’re so full of shit. Is that even your sign?”

“Maybe, maybe not. Take me on more dates like this and I’ll tell you the truth.”

You can’t hide your smile, “shut the fuck up.”

“Join me, I’ll treat you so good.”

“Uh huh.”

“It’ll be fun. I won’t even make you wake up at dawn.”

“And what do you get out of this?”

“A beauty at my side every day, that’s all.”

“You just want trade secrets, don’t you?”

He looks offended, “I ain’t that bad a guy. But my lips are sealed, if you wanna give anything up.”

“If you want secrets out of me, you gotta give me something to work with.”

“Work with?”

“What’s your big secret, tough guy?”

He chews the free bread thoughtfully, “the rumors are true. I washed Gol D. Roger’s underwear. Though I tricked Shanks into doing laundry duty more.”

“How?”

“Packing gunpowder is way cooler. Only chumps think laundry is better. Just cause you do it once a month.”

“Sounds about right for pirates. Marines make you clean the toilets with a toothbrush every day.”

“See what I mean? I wouldn’t let you lift a finger.”

“I might hold you to that.”

“I’d be so good to you.”

In between bites you say, “I joined only because I needed the money. My dad was a marine, the pension don’t pay much if you’re just one of the grunts. He wasn’t happy I did it. They had a nice sign on bonus.”

“Is that really a secret?”

“Well, maybe. People on base like to act like they’re doing it for the greater good. Justice and all that shit.”

“Snooty fucks.”

“Oh yeah.”

He smiles, “see? Gotta join me now.”

You blush as he watches you eat, “what?”

“Nothing. Just nice. You write and call less and less these days.”

“Hey, man. You do have a bounty. Though I guess I don’t have to be as careful.”

“Heh, yeah. Maybe we can see each other more….especially if you join.”

“Let’s not talk work, tell me anything else.”

“Like how lovely you’re looking?”

“Look at you, wearing something clean.”

“So this is a date. Let’s go for another drink after this, my treat.”

“Twisting my arm over here.”

“I’m a pirate, baby. I have my ways.”

You can’t stop smiling, in spite of yourself, “last time I saw you, you threw your head at me.”

“I remember.”

“Did you mean it? What you said?”

“Yeah, I really didn’t want those fucks taking me in. Even if they were your buddies.”

“No, no. Not that.”

He hums, “I think I remember.”

“Don’t be a dick, Buggy.”

“Don’t leave me in suspense then.”

“If you don’t remember, then I won’t say it.”

He stares for a beat, studying you, “I’m sorry for teasing. I do, I always will.”

“You were so drunk I-“

“-I wasn’t. I lied.”

“Check please,” you flag a waiter down, feeling his eyes boring into you, “thank you.”

“Oh shit. No, I didn’t lie about that. I was sober.”

Relief floods you, “you’re so stupid.”

“I love you.”

“Do you, or just the young hot marine you met?”

“Baby, don’t be like that.”

“What if I’m tired of the sea, want something quiet?”

“I’ll visit. All the time.”

“Really?”

He nods, “I’ll treat you good. So, so good.”

“I love you too. Against my better judgement.”

“Let’s get outta here. When are you expected back?”

“I got three weeks off.”

“Just enough time to lay low with me.”

“Heard you got a new crew, all those prisoners. They won’t like me on board.”

“They think I’m their god or some shit, I dunno. We can rent a room somewhere. I don’t care.”

“You are something else.”

“I can be all yours, just say the word.”

“Let’s see how tonight goes then.”

“I’m gonna dazzle your pants off.”

“Won’t go for nothing less.”

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[cheolsfae]

hello can you do jake as a bf please?

Sure! Celtic cross for this one! Sorry for the swearing.

*Disclaimer: Solely for shits and giggles! Please do not take this seriously. For entertainment purposes only.*

Signs: Leo, Aquarius, Scorpio, Pisces, and Taurus

Current situation: knight of swords

It could start out very passionately. Just very fire-y. Full of new curiosity. That feeling of when you meet someone new and it's just all butterflies and rainbows. Just that whole excitement of meeting someone new. So much fun and just being in each other's company feels just amazing! That honey moon phase.

Challenge: wheel of fortune

He could just take things how they come in terms of progressing a relationship. He follows the lead the other person takes I feel. If they want to move quickly, he moves quickly too. They are a slow mover, he'll move at a snails pace too. Just kind of depends how the other person chooses to progress things.

Need to focus: 4 of swords (reversed)

I think by doing this and following his partner's pace tuckers him out. He isn't doin what he needs to. He isn't going the pace he wants to nor does the relationship go the way he wants it to. It's like once that initial honey moon phase wears off, he's bored of it and wants something new. It's no longer exciting and he needs to change how he handles this. Sometimes a relationship gets boring, do something to spice it up!

Leaving/ The past: the hanged man (reversed)

He wants to change this part of himself. He doesn't want to abandon a perfectly good relationship when it gets boring. I think he could be focusing on himself to try and fix this piece of himself. He really doesn't want to be that kind of person anymore. He could have been a bit of a player and now, he's just kind of done with it. It isn't helping him any.

Strengths: knight of cups

He's good about expressing how he feels in regards to his romantic feelings for another person. He's good at opening up enough to let them in a bit. He's smooth with his words when confessing to someone he's interested in. He may be very confident and have no issue just saying how he feels towards someone which is great, love to see it!

Near future: 3 of pentacles

He might be entertaining the idea of getting into some type of relationship. I don't think it would be anything serious, just kind of a see where it goes. I'm bored, you're bored, let's fuck around and find out. That thing. Just for the hell of it. At least, that's how it could start out, it could develop into something more serious than that later down the road.

Advice: 4 of cups (reversed)

He needs to drop this pessimistic attitude towards his love life. He could be holding on to a whole lot of regret. Just beating himself up for what he's done wrong in his relationships, he needs to let it go. What happened happened. Nothing he can do about it now, it's in the past. He can, however, change now. Change how he chooses to move forward in relationships. How he views them.

Environment: 8 of pentacles

Getting past this regret, could prove to be a bit difficult. He's very busy with work so that's taking up a majority of his time. He might even be working on himself a whole hell of a lot through work. Maybe even self medicating with it. Does that make sense? A workaholic type of thing.

Hopes and Fears: 7 of cups (reversed)

He doesn't want to be swept up in delusional thinking about the next person coming into his life romantically. He could just want something very direct. He doesn't want to keep living with rose colored glasses on at every person he meets. He needs to take them off and face the reality of this person not just the fun parts.

Potential outcome: 9 of pentacles

Again, just mainly focusing on himself and building himself in his career. He isn't really looking for anything at the moment. Just wants to fix his own issues and become as successful as he can be. Just worry about himself for the time being and I think he's right for doing so. You go Glenn Coco!

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[altrodent]

Cycle

Part I: Vessels Vixen

Pairing: (Poly!) Sleep Token x (F!)Reader

Genre/Warnings: This chapter is mainly Vessel x Reader for lore build up!! Fluff, a made up character for plot is womanizing, flirtatious Vessel, decent amount of cursing

Summary: After kicking out a bunch of jerks at your work place, you become the savior of a certain masked man

(A/N): I’ve tried rewriting a story involving Sleep Token at least a dozen times now, and this is my last attempt for the first part and probably the best, so I hope you enjoy! 🥲🩷

It’s very common to find me working for extremely long hours as well as doing all the chores while blasting my ears off with an old pair of headphones. I do work in a record shop anyways, so what else would I be doing? Once I moved out and on my own I’ve had nothing to do, so I help this elderly couple maintain their shop so they can enjoy their- what should be- retirement.

The town we live in is decently small, but still big enough to include fascists and douche bags of every variety. More specifically, a group of men called the ‘Southwind Snakes’ by the men and just plain ‘perverts’ by the women- me included. Almost every day they end up either trying to wreck the shop, wrecking the shop, or trying to fight with other customers- which those fights usually end up leading to the shops wreckage. Today wasn’t any different.

As the climate got colder, the rain got heavier, and when the weather is shitty, so is the amount of patrons. The elderly couple were packing their bags, ready to go home before asking me“Are you sure you don’t want to just close up early, sweetie? The storm’s looking pretty bad.” Shaking my head, I respond “It’s alright, I’ll hold down the fort. Have a good day you guys.” I wave them off as they head out into the curtains of rain, just as they’re about to pull out I hear one of the worst sounds in the world; the ‘Southwind Snakes’ shit mobile. It’s the ugliest pick up truck I’ve ever seen, and of course it’s sitting front and center in the swamping parking lot. Josh and his goons enter the store and make a beeline straight for my counter. I groan, putting my headphones aside “How can I help you?” He puts one of his greasy hands on the counter “You can help me in more than one ways, doll” he smirks cockily, moving his one hand out to the side so one of his accomplices can five him. “If it doesn’t include helping you find something, or jamming a stick up your ass, then I can’t help you.” I blink blankly at him, his face turning into one of offense “Whatever, prude. Do you have the CD’s we ordered?” I roll my eyes, walking to the back wall, and bending over to grab a box from the lower shelf. All I hear is inappropriate giggles from the childish men, I frustratingly clench my teeth before walking back and handing him the box of CD’s. “Here you go. Need anything else?” He takes the box, “I could always use your number, if you’ll give it to me this time” he winks sloppily “Yeah, no. If you don’t need anything else from the store then have a good day.” He huffs loudly, exiting as his goons follow.

As I was returning to my work, I hear him yelling outside, “Jesus Christ, what now…” I run to the window, to see him berating a person who must’ve run into him. I usually don’t want to get involved in that douche’s antics, but when he starts hurting people verbally or physically I’m usually keen to stepping in. I walk outside in the frigid rain, by the time I get outside, Josh has already turned it from a verbal altercation into a physical one. “Get the hell out of here Josh, leave ‘em alone!” He seethes at me before hopping in his fuck truck. “Hate that fucking guy… are you okay?” I turn to the person, and offer them a hand. Through the thick sheets of rain I see the person look up at me, wearing what appears to be some sort of white facial covering. Looking down I see their hand, painted in some sort of black material snail into mine, obviously shaken by the situation. I help them up, “come on inside, I’ll get you warmed up.” They nod as I lead them into the store, the sudden warmth enveloping our now freezing and soaked skin. I wipe the rain off my face, “I’m sorry you got caught by Josh, he’s so damn rude all the time.” The person takes the cloak like garment off their shoulders, revealing a set of well toned shoulders. “You shouldn’t apologize for something that isn’t your fault, I should actually be thanking you.” He turns to me, I advert my eyes as best as I can, but it’s not helping that there’s now a shirtless man in my store, dripping with the aftermath of the storm. I get a decent look at his intricately beautiful yet grotesque mask, and catch myself before I end up staring for too long “I- uh I think we have some extra towels in the back, stay right here, I’ll be back!” He nods, giving me a comfortable smile, I quickly turn on my heel and head to the back.

Is there really towels in the back? Probably not, but I needed to get out of there before my face explodes from all the heat. But, lo and behold, the owners do keep some decently clean towels in the supply closet, so I grab one for each of us. I take one more heavy breath before heading back into the stores floor. Almost immediately as I enter, he asks “Is this you?” My brows hitch before I hand him a towel, “what do you mean?” His splotchy arm points toward a picture of me and the owners a few years back hosting a huge metal concert. It was like our states Coachella, or Sick New World. “Yeah that’s me, in all my… goth glory.” I giggle softly, I had done mine and the couples makeup in a goth style. “They love matching with me, and they always thought my makeup was ‘pretty’” I smile softly, his eyes gently weaving into my distracted appearance “I think you look ethereal” Blinking obliviously at how naturally he complimented me, “I’m sorry, what-?” He turns to me, still entirely topless “I’m sorry, that was inappropriate of me to l say wasn’t i-“ “No! No-“ i interrupt, flustered “Sorry- no, you’re fine! I’m just honestly not used to compliments…” he tilts his head “‘Not used to compliments’? Do you not get complimented often?” With hands on my hips, my cheeks puff slightly as I exhale “In this town? Not really.” He take a step forward “Well, maybe that’ll change…” his black painted mouth smirks cheekily, one of my brows raise in confusion “Me and my friends just moved into town, if they like you as much as I do, they’ll be all over you.”

I blink rapidly, obviously confused, my face heating with blush still trying to figure out what he means by ‘like me as much as he does’ and ‘all over me’. I stand still, overcome with confusion, he laughs brightly, stepping ever so closer “You’re very cute, I don’t know how people here don’t tell you more…” our faces become extremely close, all my senses disappear, the only thing being processed is the extreme volume of my hearts rapid beating. He leans in slowly- oh my god, it’s really happening. I only met him today, but I mean hey- *Honkk* we both snap out of our trance. He laughs softly “That must be them.” I back away, embarrassed “I’ll see you again, right?” I nod warmly “Good” he quickly kisses my cheek, my hands go numb at the surge of romantic energy coursing through my system. He pulls back smiling, some of the paint on his lips now transferred to my cheek, making him chuckle. He turns to leave, putting his cloak on when I speak, “(Y/N)…” his head turns slightly “I know you didn’t ask, but that’s my name…” I smile awkwardly, what if he didn’t know your name- “Beautiful…” he whispers under his breath “I’m Vessel.” He walks out to the parking lot, leaving me alone. I think I’m in love.

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[romanreignseater]

That Slow Burn.

Roman Reigns x Reader

Rating: 18+

Warning: The usual smut of course.

A/N: Shout-out to my sis @harmshake for giving her little PowerPoint presentation as to why Roman was the man for this fic 😭💝!! Honestly… I want this in real life with him 😏. TRICKED Y’ALL!! I wasn’t gonna post during SmackDown, this has been ready for sometime, just haven’t gone around to posting it 😭.

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Slow and methodical.

The way he talked…

The way he acted in the ring…

The way he wrestled…

And… the way he fucked.

Roman Reigns seemed like such a fast paced beast, but was really a slow-bearing creature.

He enjoyed beating up my pussy at a snails pace.

And here we were. My legs held by my man’s tank arms; knees by my ears and toes nearly touching the top of my head.

His beats, his thrusts, hard, yet slow. Powerful, yet weak.

My brows in a continued furrowed state. My lips sopped in his saliva, bruised, beaten, and red, just like my sweet cunt.

A night of wining and dining quickly turned into a heated sex session. Foreplay was barely included as I was thrown onto the bed and my red, slip-on dress mere trash in the eyes of the Tribal Chief. (He promised to buy me a new one 🙄).

My lace panties slowly unraveled themselves from my butter smooth like legs and were placed into the beside table of Roman. Mountains of my other panties still covered the entirety of the drawer.

A couple of chaste kisses were placed on my soaking cunt, that’s been begging for his attention. He craved my pussy daily, yet was ready to hop right on top of me.

My nipples hardened at the sight of him undressing. First, the shoes. Next, the belt. Soon, every last button on his shirt. Then, his pants.

Finally… my favorite part.

His boxers.

Bitch I should start my own collection of his undergarments, since he wanna take mines. But, I’ll save that for a later date.

My position changes as I become eye level with his cock and the prepping of his member begins.

His pre cum touches my tastebuds and his grunts commence.

“Unhh… right there mama.”

His cock his taken further into my mouth as it’s coated in my saliva. Lubing it for its arrival in my cunt. My head was pushed away and I was soon laidback into my previous position. My feet were crossed right in front of my cunt, blocking the Tribal Chief’s view.

“I gotta see it baby, open up.”

His commands, followed and my legs, spread.

Thank goodness for my history of gymnastics. My legs were spread in nearly a 180 degree angle before they were pulled together by my ears.

My knees touched the pillow behind my head and my toes were curled right beside each other at the top of my head.

Shaking before the sex could start, and a huge smirk plastered on the face of Roman. “Hold your legs up baby.” My dainty manicured hands gripped the middle of my calves as Roman lined himself with my cunt.

Sliding his dick back and forth from my hole to my clit. My saliva a perfect use of lubricant.

“So gorgeous mama, I gotta get in now.”

Both of us moaned in unison as he entered me slowly. “Ah - baby - you’re so fucking tight for me.”

He pushes my knees back as far as he can - peeling me open as my cunt parts around the length of him.

All of me on full display. Bare and stretched and wet. Roman’s eyes drift over my face, admiring my already seemingly exhausted expression. My eyes fall at half-mast as he lowers his face to mine and his thrusts begin.

My cunt contracting sharply at the slow drag of his cock. “Oh shit.” My words had yet to fail my exact thoughts, but any other want to speak was shut down.

Roman’s plush pink lips surround mines and engulf in a wet and sloppy kiss. Our tongues fighting one another and our saliva painting each others lips.

His thrusts turned into a grinding motion. His grinding actions led his cock to completely bury itself into my pussy. Hitting my g-spot with tremendous perfection.

My moans muffled by his lips and my toes curled as tight as can be. My fingers graced the planes of his cheekbones, deepening our kiss even further.

Roman completely split me on his cock. His hands left the safety of the back of my knees and touched the pillow behind my head. His shoulders overtook the place of his big hands and pulled my legs back even farther.

Even though some may differ, the passion of slow sex is just as intense as the roughness of fast sex.

His muscular body flush to my ample breasts, riddled with goosebumps. Our lips leave each other after what seems like an eternity. Both of us breathless wanting to be even closer than we already are.

“He should do this more often mama.”

“Yes si-r, I can shake on that.”

My face contorted as the pressure mountain soon rose higher and higher.

“You about to let go?!”

My head could only be nodded as my words chose to fail on me.

“Me too baby.”

His manly grunts turned into almost feminine like whimpers as his dick hit the bottom of my pussy.

My legs began to shake as it felt like the ceiling was about to come down. His grinding changed into hard beats, balls beginning to slap my pink little hole as we came together.

Roman’s seed completely coated the inside of my walls and my pussy was beaten down red.

He collapsed on top of me as we listened to each other’s heartbeat. His hair tangled in between my fingers and his eyes fluttering closed.

“I’m gonna need my own underwear collection of yours.”

You could feel his breath hitch against your chest.

Giggles filled the once sex filled room.

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THE END!!

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[politemenacephd]

Transmasc!Miguel O'Hara X Transmasc!Reader (+18)

Let me be self indulgent pls, chronic pain is killing me and I just wanna be T4T w Miggy ;-; Enjoy hehe x

Content: Heavy petting, Messy oral, 69-ing, Mentions of bottom growth & scars, Constant use of 'Good boy' by both parties.

Word count: 902

‘M-mm…. mm…’

Those soft moans you loved so much drifted through the quiet darkness of your bedroom. They were deep, breathy, almost shaky.

You tried to moan back but it was muffled. You didn’t mind, though, because you were in heaven.

You had Miguel laid out on your bed, fully naked in his perfectly sculpted glory, and your comparatively little head was between his thick muscled thighs. You were giving him a little break. You were eating him out.

‘Mm—’

You let out another muffled moan as you started sucking on his swollen, growing clit, letting your nose nestle into the nook of his lips. His legs kept twitching. You knew he wanted to wrap them around your head, but he was too afraid; too worried that he’d spasm too hard and squeeze you too tight.

You patted his thigh and stroked it to help ease him up. You secretly wouldn’t have cared if he did squeeze you too tight; you’d do anything to please that gorgeous man.

With a soft sigh you gave his soaking pussy a few more long licks to tease him again, and also just to enjoy him a bit more yourself.

You loved every inch of him. You loved shoving your face right into that gorgeous, hairy pussy, bathing in the softness and the wetness and the little twitches his bottom growth now did when you got him excited, bathing in the smell of thick musk and sandalwood and sweat.

You loved squeezing him, you loved running your hands from his chest hair to his snail trail before tasting him, and you loved to watch him squirm.

You flicked at his bottom growth with your tongue and watched his back arch.

‘MmmMM—Mm, ah, f-fuck—’ he hissed. You felt your own clit throb; God, those breathy groans were divine.

With a sigh you pulled back to gawk a little more, and to rest your aching tongue.

He had his hands behind his head, the big show off, perfectly highlighting every bulging bicep he had. You fixated as always on his fat pecs, those squishy, hairy mounds you loved to nestle into, the scars beneath now barely visible. You reached out and gently stroked his belly as he pleaded in gibberish for more tongue, more touching.

‘Good boy’ you whispered between licks, your hot breath stirring those sensitive folds until he bucked his hips. You chuckled. ‘Good, good boy.’

His hand hit your head and tugged your hair, pulling you closer. You grunted and quickly returned to sucking on his clit as your eyes rolled.

‘Good-- Good boy’ he grunted back, his eyes now fixed on your head between his legs. He was breathless, panting, his perfect abs covered in sweat. ‘Ay, qué chulo’ he moaned, ‘muy guapo—’

His hand loosened and he instead affectionately scratched at your scalp as you ravenously lapped at his cunt. You moaned back as you felt his slick pooling and dripping down your chin and jaw.

As you drew him to finish you clung to each other. It was so soft, so tender, and yet so feral.

You stroked and squeezed his thighs, brushing the muscle with your thumb while he tugged on your hair and scratched the base of your skull.

You felt his hands drift to hold your cheek, your chin, stroking in the same manner.

You were both panting, mewling, whispering either curses or soft fluffy little affirmations.

Mig’s legs began to shake a little more. He was bucking, his back curling. You began to gently coax a finger around the rim of his cunt while sucking his clit.

With a final, deep, guttural groan Miguel orgasmed on your tongue, his whole body arching to get deeper to your mouth. Your body shivered with pride and pleasure as you tasted his climax, as you felt his cunt squirt and clench around just the little tip of your finger. You licked him to completion, until he’d ridden every toe-curling wave of ecstasy to its end.

When you drew back it was only because he’d collapsed, and poor Miggy was jolting slightly each time you licked his now overstimulated clit.

You were ready to crawl up and collapse into his arms for cuddles, but you hadn’t finished Miguel; you’d only set him off.

He grabbed your body was terrifying ease and lifted your squirming form over his head. He dragged your own hips down onto his face, awkwardly and frantically tearing your boxers down, until at last your own pussy filled his mouth. He groaned so loud you felt it vibrate into your guts.

‘MMM—MIG—!'

You cried out the moment his fat, warm, wet tongue started snaking its way around your folds, teasing your swollen clit with lap after lap. You shifted and adjusted your legs on either side of his head and, in the thralls of mind-numbing lust and heat, fell forward until you were draped unceremoniously across his body.

You went back down between his legs and coaxed those hefty, muscled thighs aside. You shoved your mouth back on his clit and started to suck in time with him.

You came on his face with a violent, muffled shudder, only to be dragged back by his claws. He bucked his own pussy up into your face and like a drunken fool you nestled your lips back into it.

You came again, and this time you barely managed to make a noise at all. Your legs were shaking and your core hurt from tensing and spasming, and still he kept you there. Your drool was saturating the bedsheets beneath his thighs into a puddle, but he just wouldn’t stop.

You were his. You were his good boy, and he would only stop when you physically couldn’t even walk to the bathroom afterwards.

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara fanfiction #miguel o'hara x you #miguel x reader #smut #spider man 2099 #miguel o'hara smut #transmasc reader #t4t ns/fw #t4t mlm #+18 #trans miguel o'hara

[aphidclan-clangen]

you don't have to post this, but I thought it would be funny!!!

Nimblekit: I just scream a lot... I just, scream... a lot

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Goldshine: With all due respect, which is none,

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Sparkspeckle: You know how someone can say “I respectfully disagree”? What about “I disrespectfully agree” for when you hate someone but they are unfortunately correct.

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Shadebreak: I am always up for potential rule breaking.

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Goldshine: Don’t be afraid to make a fool of yourself, I do it regularly.

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Nimblekit: 80% of people are actually ugly because of their face, you know.

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Pearlstar: Trans people? In my clan? It’s more likely than you think.

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Blisswhistle: For the last time, you can’t die of adhd.

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Sparkspeckle: You can do whatever you want forever :D

Stormwhisper: I love you, but that is not helpful.

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Stormwhisper, too nervous to ask for emotional support: Man, it smells like wrongdog in here.

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Gravel: Aren’t you like 5’2?

Firebeetle: I self identify as tall.

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Pearlstar: Every day my joints are shocked and disgusted that I would use them for their intended purpose.

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Sparkspeckle: You can never lose an argument if you say “shut up nerd” at the end.

Icesheep: Yes you can.

Sparkspeckle: Shut up nerd.

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Goldshine: In my defense, your honor, I simply do not care enough.

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Nimblekit: Your honor, in my defense, who cares like omfgggggggg who cares????????? Like come onnn.

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Skykit: Are you a girl or a boy?

Shadebreak: Uhh, well some people aren’t girls or boys!

Skykit: Wow, just like snails...

Shadebreak: ???

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Straight Man: Hey

Titania: That’s enough.

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Lilacpaw: I respect perfume commercials being like, we can’t show you a smell, mind if we just go insane for 30 seconds?

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Shadekit: Hey we are all really small, do you wanna sleep in a pile.

Icekit, Stormkit and Sparkkit: Yes.

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Blisswhistle: “Fuck it, we ball” (Malnourished, heavy eye bags, dehydrated, on the verge of insanity.)

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Goldshine: Evil infodumping where you just tell lies.

Sparkspeckle: Tiktok

Icesheep: 5-minute crafts

Shadebreak: Resume

Stormwhisper: Men

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Nimblekit: I fucking hate the hand that feeds me, I think i’ll do something fucked up to it.

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Nimblekit: Sick injury bro, would be a shame if i added insult to it.

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Pearlstar: I laugh at my own jokes because I am my target audience. Y’all just happen to be there fr.

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Gravel: I wish they sold offbrand cars, get me a damn honder.

Firebeetle: Pulling up in the revolver.

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Shadebreak: When two buses pass each other and the bus drivers don’t wave at each other, like omg... did you guys break up...

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Blisswhistle: I can still crack a joke mid-breakdown, that’s why everyone is lucky to have me in their lives.

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Gravel: They don’t kill the presidents like they used to.

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Berrykit: The LMAO+ community.

Nimblekit: It’s LMFAO+ this is party rock erasure.

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Sparkspeckle: It’s harder than you think to communicate with someone who isn’t familiar with the world of spongebob.

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Goldshine: Pipe down your honor, you weren’t even there.

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Goldshine: JFK?? Like from umbrella academy?? Haha... you know he’s not... real, right?

Stormwhisper: Wait, I though JFK was from clone high??

Sparkspeckle: JFK, as in Jesus Fucking Khrist, from the bible?

Icesheep: Isn’t JFK that fried chicken fast food chain.

Shadebreak: Guys cmon, it’s Jennedy Fennedy Kennedy, you gotta know this.

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Goldshine: Mfs be named “James” and it only be one dude.

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Nimblekit: Does violence have to be the last resort, can’t it be like third.

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Lilacpaw: Free my man, he did all of it but I don’t care.

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Pearlstar: Let me get this straight. Grabs the nearest heterosexual. Now, where were we. (He is holding nobody)

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Blisswhistle: I’m so done with self care, it’s time for others harm.

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Shadebreak: Fun fact. Shut the fuck-

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Sparkspeckle: Nuh uh

Icesheep: FYM “NUH UH”???

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-⚡ anon

Genuinely made me laugh, I love these

#blisswhistle telling ‘for the last time you can’t die of adhd’ to Cresskit and Skykit #and Stormwhisper says in the background ‘wait you can’t?’ #this is all very accurate lol #aphidasks

[junggunz]

Loved your taejin fic sm!!😫 sooo probs 33,31 and 8 for him please?🥴 (this is my first time requesting someone who isn't jake lol)

-Jake simp anon❤

“I called in sick.  Now we can stay in bed and fuck all day.” + “I don’t have to be inside you to make you cum.” + “You better keep the volume down or I’m gonna go even harder.” + “Is that gonna fit?”  “I’ll make it fit.”

Time isn’t something Taejin has a lot of with his important position at work, but he’s always willing to put his responsibilities on the back burner when you come to him and demand more of his attention.  

“I called in sick.  Now we can stay in bed and fuck all day.” He tells you, waltzing back into your shared room, carelessly tossing his phone on to the nightstand before rejoining you in the sheets. “Don’t you have something to say?” He questions, climbing on top of you and looking down at you with narrowed eyes when he’s only met by a small hum that falls from you in response. 

“Why waste time with words when you should be inside me and making me cum over and over?” You sass back, unphased by the menacing expression cast upon his face even after he pins your wrists above your head with just one of his large hands. 

“Fucking brat, I don’t have to be inside you to make you cum. You should know that by now.” Taejin growls, pressing the underside of his length against your core; the contact being enough to crack your mouthy attitude and make you whine every time the swollen tip bumps against your clit. “Now, what do you say?” He asks you again, dragging his cock along your folds at a snail's pace just to make squirm beneath him.

“Ugh—thank you for taking time off work.” You groan out in annoyance which only prompts Taejin to take hold of the base of his cock in his free hand and smack your moistening cunt with the heavy length. You repeat the words, more politely this time and look up at him pleadingly as you not so subtly roll your hips up toward his. Gathering your wetness along his cock, your puffy folds part as the tip swipes up and down your pussy.

“Is that gonna fit?” You mumble softly, worried about your lack of prep. 

 “I’ll make it fit. I always do, don’t I?” He replies in a mocking tone right before ramming his length into your little hole, his hold on your wrists tightening to keep you in place but it’s still not enough to keep your hips from lurching forward. You know Taejin is big, but the sheer size of him filling you up always surprises you and has you moaning obscenely loud.

“You better keep the volume down or I’m gonna go even harder.” He warns you, a shaky groan escaping him when he feels your walls clamping down on him at the sound of his words. “Aw, does my little brat like the idea of being split open by my dick?” A moan of affirmation pours from your lungs as he roughly bucks into you, setting off a brutal pace that has your pussy drooling around him; easily molding to fit his cock just like he said.  

“F-fuck, it’s too deep.” You babble, writhing beneath him while you endure the animalistic pace he ruts into you at. Half lidded eyes bleary from how dizzy you get from the way he fucks into you start to brim with tears each time the tip of his cock kisses your cervix.

“Weren’t you the one who wanted my dick inside you so you could cum?” He taunts. “Be good and take it when I give it to you.”

an: whattttt im so honored to be writing your first non Jake request !!! thank u so much for sending in some numbers for this hunky man uwu size kink with taejin is always a yes in my book.

#[closed] #the lonely empath prompts #lookism x reader #lookism smut #cheon taejin x reader #cheon taejin smut #taejin cheon scenarios #junggunz.txt

[avocado-writing]

Fluff, and a LOT of grovelling.

GN!Reader x Tangerine

Tagging: @honestlywtfisgoingon​ @white-wolf-buckaroo @felhomaly @sinfulrefugy @venusthepirate @lunarpansexual @wanderedaway​​ @georgiee-riviere @mushywutty​​ (thank u bullet-train-2022 for the gif!)

Traffic in London is always bad. A queue on any road is a given. Tangerine is mostly used to it, and prepares things to keep himself entertained in snail’s-pace journeys. Audiobooks and that.

But tonight, with you sitting in cold fury in the passenger seat, he fucking wishes he were driving anywhere else. Each moment of this is torture. The worst torture, and he’s been waterboarded before.

He risks a glance over to you. You haven’t moved. Your arms are still tightly folded across your chest, hands digging into your biceps. You’re wearing a dark blue dress shirt buttoned down just far enough to be suggestive but not immodest. The black trousers you’ve paired with it are fitted and make your arse look amazing. And you know that. 

The perfect date outfit for what was meant to be the perfect date.

“I - ” Tangerine begins, but you silence him with a single raised hand.

“I have one rule, don’t I, T? Just one rule for when we go on dates,” you state. You won’t even look over at him, instead staring fixedly out at the street. “And what is that one rule?”

Tangerine drums his fingers on the wheel. Sighs.

“Don’t kill anyone.”

“Don’t kill anyone!” you agree, now throwing your hands in the air for dramatic effect, “Not even ‘don’t fight anyone’, because I know you can’t always promise that with your job. But T, come on. Three people.”

Yeah. He can’t argue with that. 

The evening had been going so well, too. It had been your first date night for months. He’d taken you to your favourite museum earlier, then to a show. You’d practically lit up the room with how big your smile was. Then tonight you were meant to sit down and have a lovely candlelit dinner in a restaurant he’d had to wait months to get a reservation at. 

Appetisers came out fine. Things were going well. Then someone tried to stab him on his way to the loos.

‘Course he couldn’t let that stand, especially when he’d noticed the bloke was one of the leftover cartel members from his last job. The attacker had tried to leg it, Tangerine had pursued, and he’d ended up in a fight with three of them that had left them all dead in the restaurant kitchen.

He’d had a sinking feeling in his stomach as he dialled clean-up. The two of you had needed to leg it out of the building, and now… this. The silence.

Any other day he might argue with you. Say that of course he couldn’t risk the man getting away, he needed to make sure the whole situation was dealt with. But honestly, he probably could have tracked the fucker down with Lemon tomorrow. He was just being greedy.

He pulls into the driveway of your home. Without uttering a single word, you undo your seatbelt, hop out of the car, and open the front door. 

He hates this. Feels like he’s being told off by a teacher. Also feels like he deserves it.

Tangerine sighs, leans his head back against the driver’s seat headrest.

Alright. Time for a totally different sort of clean up operation.

You wake up the next morning to the smell of pancakes.

You shift in your bed, find Tangerine’s side empty. Blearily you sit yourself up and take in the scene.

Music is playing. The radio station you like to listen to, but Tangerine finds annoying because the hosts get on his tits. On the bedside table next to you is a quite frankly arrogantly large bouquet of your favourite flowers, carefully arranged in the only vase you own.

Despite yesterday you find yourself smiling. The anger you were holding onto begins to evaporate from your body. It disappears completely when Tangerine walks into the room holding a tray with breakfast on it.

“You’ve been working hard,” you say, chuckling. Tangerine lays the tray on your lap. Pancakes, tea, orange juice. Oh god, the bloody bastard can be so romantic when he wants to be.

“Wanted to apologise for fucking up yesterday.”

You reach out to hold his face in your hands. Tangerine is very rarely humble, but also knows when he’s been out of line. 

“Sorry for being a twat,” he sighs. He takes your hand in his, presses a kiss into your palm. His moustache tickles and you caress his lips with your thumb.

“I’m sure I can think of a way for you to make it up to me,” you say, and your mind is already brimming with possibilities.

#thank you firefly-graphics for the divider! #tangerine x reader #tangerine x yn #tangerine x you #bullet train fanfic #tangerine and lemon #request #tangerine bullet train