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rozcdust · 1 year

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thinking about older brother!ran, but not just rin’s older brother, everyone’s older brother

thinking about how sanzu’s older brother was a piece of shit who never gave a fuck about him, but suddenly in kanto manji gang and bonten, ran is asking sanzu to tell him when he gets home from a night out, asks him what he took, takes care of him during a come down and sanzu thinks it’s some sort of sick joke, but ran never fails to text him back an ‘okay! sleep well ♡’ after sanzu lets him know he’s home and never fails to stock sanzu’s fridge when it’s empty

thinking about kokonoi who never really had a childhood overworking himself halfway to death, staying at work far too late and sleeping at the office more often than at home, and waking up each morning with a blanket over his shoulders, a cup of fresh coffee and a pastry with a note ‘take care of yourself’ alongside a plushie next to if

thinking about kakucho who lost everything too young, mourning on every anniversary of izana’s death, and ran is always with him at the grave, always with him in his apartment to make sure he doesn’t do something rash, always whispering how izana would be proud of him

thinking about takeomi who utterly failed as a brother and only realises it now and the only response he gets from ran when he asks how sanzu is a glare

thinking about mochi who gets used by others way too much, and even if he and ran are the same age, ran will always hunt whoever the fuck hurt mochi down and make them regret ever fucking with his friend

thinking about mikey who everyone knows is beyond saving but ran still hasn’t given up, ran still checks up mikey that he eats enough and sleeps whenever he can, thinking about ran who sometimes gently cards his hands through mikey’s hair and tells him he’s doing well enough

thinking about rin thinking he’ll always live in his brother’s shadow but ran is the first one to denounce that, ran is the first one to introduce himself as ‘rindou haitani’s brother’, ran is the one who will always remind rindou he is better than ran could ever be

thinking about older brother!ran who lost his childhood too because he was too busy being a parent rather than a kid, who never liked conflict in the first place but rin loved the thrill, thinkiing about ran who makes up for his insecurities by cockiness, thinking about ran reminding all of these broken adults they’re worth something too

#tokyorev #tokyo revengers #bonten #bonten fluff #kakucho hitto #ran haitani #kokonoi hajime #rindou haitani #manjiro sano #haruchiyo sanzu #takeomi akashi #kanji mochizuki #i am soft okay #it’s time for soft ran hours

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writingjourney · 1 year

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I think it would be so wonderful to keep your shared quarters with Copia mostly analogue. You keep his little tube tv and get a vhs player to watch movies. Maybe he still kept all these things from when he was younger, can tell you about how he got them, so many memories you can share. You play the video games of his youth and your childhood with him on his favorite console, the colors of the device already faded, some of the buttons barely working anymore. He even kept the original boxes of the games so you can add them to a cute little shelf along with whatever you want to keep in there, maybe some old books, a stack of polaroid photos, maybe your own games or cassettes.

You have a record player too obviously to listen to your favorite albums with the softest crackling noise in the background. And the rule for every date night is that it stays all analogue, no distractions. You can only watch and listen to the things you both own and love, no endless scrolling through Netflix or Spotify.

Your nights are so calm and relaxing. You put your phones or laptops away, just watch an old movie, soft white noise, the flickering picture of the tv illuminating the room along with his lava lamp. Some movies are in color, some are black and white. You don’t need any fancy gadgets, it’s about the experience, about being with each other, having each other’s undivided attention. More often than not you forget to rewind the vhs tape because you get too lost in each other on your far too small bed.

#i am soft okay #this chapter broke me #copia #papa emeritus iv #copia headcanons #papa emeritus iv headcanons #copia x reader #papa iv x reader #ghost chapter 16

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wllmbssnntt · 5 months

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realized i've never posted this here but enjoy!!! Piltover's gayest <3

#they're really the best #i'm so soft for them #them!!!#(i am not) okay!#art #illustration #arcane #arcane fanart #caitvi art #caitvi #caitlyn kiramman #vi arcane #lets go lesbians

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simplyavatrice · 1 year

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the way the world falls away when they look at each other

#avatrice #warrior nun #avatriceedit #warriornunedit #ava silva #sister beatrice #alba baptista #kristina tonteri-young #this is such an underrated moment #kristina's delivery of 'are you alright' is SO FUCKING GOOD #it's so tender and soft #then ava's reassuring 'i'm fine' and just fjslkafjsalkf #the way they look at each other #not okay #i am #not #forever here #myedits

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beanghostprincess · 1 month

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"I'd meet you where the spirit meets the bones" or other things that could easily be said by Marcille to Falin

#the edit is here!!!!!!!#and i am actually glad i can't post it on tiktok bc you tumblr people get me better #and also i use tumblr way more so #this song is SO farcille i had to edit them #i've been like. a long time without editing don't judge me okay i know it's simple #but they deserve a simple soft edit #dungeon meshi #dunmeshi #marcille donato #falin touden #dungeon meshi edit #farcille #farcille edit #bean-edits!

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harbingersglory · 4 months

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hii could i req an soft dom arlecchino x sub/fem reader?? something w a really needy whiny reader n maybe like a mommy kink or thigh riding IDK tysm for ur time !

{☆} characters arlecchino {☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader {☆} warnings 18+ content

"Slowly, doll. We're not in a rush." Arlecchino reprimands lightly, squeezing your hips with just enough force to keep you unmoving on her thigh– she was still being gentle, but the subtle warning in her tone spoke to how easily she could push you against the desk and turn you into such a mess that you couldn't even remember your own name..just that you were hers.

But the barest hint of stimulation from her slacks pressed against your throbbing cunt had you twitching, barely able to form words. All you could think about was the scorching, twisting need building in your stomach, desperation for relief slowly climbing until you'd think she was doing this on purpose to drive you mad.

"Please– 'm a good girl, right? I've been good.." You choked out, only to be met with the rough, husky laugh echoing in your ear that made you feel dizzy with a rush of need, her nails gliding along the skin of your hips as she pressed you down even more firmly– you couldn't see her face but it was easy to imagine the crooked smile twisting her lips at the way you inhaled sharply and tried to buck against her thigh.

"Shh. I know, doll. I've got you, just relax." She murmured in that sickly sweet tone that always had your knees buckling, the raspiness of her voice sending shivers down your spine. It was almost impossible to relax with her so close, the notes of metal lingering on her skin despite how well she presents herself– but you trusted her, despite how you know you shouldn't.

"There we go. Good girl." Arlecchino's grip on your hips loosened just enough for you to move if you so wished, and oh did it take every ounce of restraint to not do just that..she hadn't said you were allowed to, and you weren't about to spoil her good mood by being a brat. Not tonight, anyway. "Do you want to cum, doll?"

The fervent nod you offer in place of words draws a laugh from her lips, one that is almost mocking, making your face flush in embarrassment– but the sudden tap against your hip makes your mind go blank to the point you forget it all together, focused only on the feeling of her thigh rubbing against your cunt as you bucked against her thigh, the fabric slick and wet against your inner thighs. You'd have half the heart to be embarrassed about that, too, if not for the sudden brush of her thumb against your aching, neglected clit. Just that small touch has you speeding up your movements, practically drooling as you whimpered like a dog in heat.

"That's more like it, doll. Such a pretty girl." Arlecchino hummed, her other hand trailing up your stomach, between the valley of your breasts and ghosting across your throat before settling on grabbing your jaw in a firm, yet almost tender touch as she tilted your head to the side just enough for her to pull you into a burning kiss. It left you lightheaded, grinding down against her thigh as she claimed your mouth as her own, her thumb still ghosting over your clit sporadically.

She'd spent so long teasing you, constantly touching you but never where you needed her, that you already felt like you were going to snap like a wire. She must've been in a really good mood, then, when she pulled away from the kiss with an almost predatory lick of her lips, yet she settled on pressing kisses to your skin rather then the usual sharp bite of her teeth as they sunk into the curve of your shoulder.

"Are you close? Go on. I want to see your face when you cum– you look the prettiest when you finally break apart, doll." Arlecchino mused idly– as if she wasn't talking to you while you continued to rub your aching cunt against her thigh, chasing your own release through shaky, strained breaths. Her thumb swiped over your lips, brushing strands of hair stuck to your skin from your face– at the same time as she swiped her thumb more firmly against your clit, creating a vicious contrast that had you both melting at the barest hint of almost softness from her and the touch of her hand between your legs, dragging you into an orgasm that leaves you trembling and, had she not shoved her fingers into your mouth, screaming, tears pooling in the corners of your eyes.

"All done, little doll. Take it easy." She murmured, voice so quiet you almost didn't hear it, thumb swiping across your cheek to wipe away the stray tear, her hands pulling away to settle on your sides. "You did well– good girl. Let me take it from here."

#genshin impact smut #genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #minors dni #writing tag #arlecchino x reader #arlecchino smut #i considered the mommy part for half a second but i see arle as the biggest butch and i didnt want 2 swap it on the fly looks around #the projection is just a little too hard my bad. i am obnoxiously annoying abt butch arle...#n e way ough soft arle...........not done enough......arle being rough is a given bc shes Like That but like #soft.......#i am weak for a woman who can do both and switch on a dime #arle imo leans like. 80-90% towards rough but shes got a soft spot if shes in a good mood yknow..#i wrote this at 1 am on like uhhh 2 hrs of sleep if it isnt good uhhhhh blame it on that lol #im just feeling it out rn anyway tryna get into writing proper smut again its been a hot minute oop #passes out and dies ough......................#also did NOT spellcheck i just wrote it all in one sitting and called it a day i am gonna pass out now so if u see a typo....#no u didnt #im not done yet wait a minute okay now just. soft arle got me okay. its rlly rare but shes good at playing nice okay #the appeal of arle is fucked up little creature but sometimes u want 2 be pampered i get it #OKAY im actually shutting up now passes out in the middle of the road

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milf-murdock · 5 months

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Indulge me:

Ghost in love with 141!Reader who can take a bullet like an absolute champ but is down for the count at a common cold. Absolutely convinced you’re dying. Couldn’t possibly go on. Queen of “just leave me here to die in my mountain of used tissues and half empty water bottles.”

•And Simon just rolls his eyes, but can’t completely hide the crinkle of his eyes that gives away his smile hidden beneath the mask.

•He secretly adores the opportunity to take care of you, pressing the back of his un-gloved hand to your forehead to check for fever (you don’t have one, though you make him check again and again just to be sure because you’re convinced that you do).

•Keeping you hydrated and fussing at you to “finish the damn bottle of water” (you know the accent is poppin off with that phrase).

•Giving you shit about how you carried on for 5 kilometers after getting fucking shot in the shoulder, not even telling anybody you were hit and trying to handle it yourself, but as he’s chiding you he’s also making sure the blanket he’s just draped across your body is perfectly tucked in around your form.

•and when you’re finally asleep, mouth open, snoring as loud as ever with your clogged up sinuses, Simon can’t help but chuckle to himself as he traces a single finger across your cheek. He’s never been so in love.

#I AM WEAK OKAY #I am WEAK #I am ON MY KNEES FOR SOFT GHOST #simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x you #ghost x you #simon riley imagine #ghost imagine

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lululeighsworld · 16 days

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it was literally their moment and they just let us watch

(if you need me i'll be marinating in this for the foreseeable future)

#magneto #rogue #rogneto #rogueneto #IT WAS SO DIFFICULT TO PICK ONLY 10 IMAGES. SOSOSOSO DIFFICULT. EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS SCENE WAS FUCKING SUBLIME.#thank you to the person who pointed out the bg music is ace of base 'happy nation' ;wwwwwww; SUCH A GOOD SONG FOR THIS #okay but for real never have i had a stronger 'GOD I WISH THAT WERE ME' moment #magneto can we all form a queue to dance with you romantically in the air while an audience watches.............#their body language. their HANDS. OLD MAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR MOUTH AND YOUR TONGUE BY HER NECK #no word of a lie ive probably watched this scene 200 times today. new comfort media. inject it directly into my veins.#my husband laughing at me as i rewind and play over and over again from the other side of the room #my fave fave FAAAAVE part of this animation is the lil pan they do #the one between mags and rogue and the lyric 'where the people understand and dream of perfect man'#THERE IS SOMETHING SO SOFT AND ROMANTIC AND ADORING ABOUT IT #disintegrates like a sopping wet piece of bread. thank you animators who worked on this scene #i feel like i am burning with the excitement of a thousand suns over this #xmen 97 #leigh's magneto hours

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justgleekout · 1 month

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Sunday morning sleeping in <3

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n4rval · 2 months

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a gentle push and a little bit of patience.

#artwork #undertale #gaster #wd gaster #fallen humans #okay fine i may have gotten super impatient with the huge drafts #bravery soul #patience soul #or rather!! for future searches in my blog!!#the laser siblings #i just wanted to draw a little soft #please bear with me as i am still writing the SOUL CATALOGUE #and perhaps show a little more of wingdings proportions #because his legs are usually covered and im :(#which like. me too honestly #cloak wearer 💍 long skirt wearer

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etherealyoungk · 10 months

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thoughts about mingyu when you're on your period

this is like the perfect time for me to answer this rn bc i am suffering atm

this man is spoiling you and taking care of you on your period. also would kinda be slightly confused about you being moody and a little snappy to him but will understand and still shower you with love nonetheless.

you're in cramping and in pain? he's getting you a hot water bottle and reheating it for you as many times. "but baby this is still hot", he says when you ask him to heat it again. "it's not hot enough", you say, looking at him, buried under all the blankets. "but..it's still hot", he says, loooking at you confused. "it's not hot enough gyu", you complain and he just nods and comes back a few mintutes later. will also joke about why you're using a hot water bottle when he's right here, saying he'll be your personal heater and just be ready to cuddle and hold you.

craving something? this man is ready to whip up a 5-star course for you. but when you go to the kitchen and find out you don't have any more peanut butter you go back to find mingyu and tell him rather disappointed about the lack of peanut butter in the house. he offers to go buy some but you don't want him to leave and he's confused because you want peanut butter...but you also don't want him to go buy it. so he decides to make you some and it's worth all the praise he gets for it, seeing you happily eat it with a smile.

it's cold so you're wearing his hoodie and you find him sitting in his room doing some work and just pout at him wanting some cuddles. he says he'll come in 5 minutes, he just needs to finish this up and you're curled up in bed, scrolling through your phone and 5 minutes have turned into 30 minutes and you're getting a little moody and grumpy now. after what seems like an eternity mingyu finally enters the room and smiles while you're just glaring at him, ignoring his presence as you look into your phone. "i thought someone said five minutes", you tell, looking at him as the bed dips as he sits down, looking down. "i know, im sorry babe, i got caught up", he tells. "well i don't need cuddles anymore so you can go continue what you were doing", you tell, grumpy, crossing your arms and giving him an annoyed look. he understands you're a little sensitive and moody now. "come on, i know you can't resist my cuddles hm?", he prompts but you just look at him and shake your head. "i don't need them now", you tell again. "but i want cuddles, you'll give me some cuddles?", he asks. you look at him and finally give in. "fine...only because you want it", you tell and he chuckles, quickly but gently pulling you closer, placing a soft kiss to your forehead. "you're so stubborn", he mumbles. "and you're an idiot", you add, still not ready to give in but you were very happy right now because you really did want mingyu's cuddles.

if you're struggling to sleep because of the pain and cramps, he'll rub gentle circles on your back. is more than ready to make you a cup of hot chocolate at 2am in the night and will shush you if you apologize.

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aeb-art · 17 days

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even in a story with reader insert, i'm still putting myself in there separately ahahaha so here's another lil thing with some of @venomous-qwille's characters

and then the moment they leave the room:

#2024 #i love cricket a whole lot tho i see them more as their own character over an insert so that's why i'm not them here 👉👈#also this is funnier to me okay cool cool cool #gitm #ghost in the machine #gitm soleil #self ship #self insert #gitm cricket #gitm y/n #gitm fool #i wanted to test how my wrist feels so i used soft B pencils (which i forgot i had lmao)#i think i might be able to paint tomorrow or friday? (busy thursday so) we'll see #anyway i finally drew soleil! weight lifted off my shoulders.... i need to draw something scary with him when i feel better #i also just wanna cover him in kisses i love him i need to annoy him #man i am incapable of not yappin in the tags huh #anyway take care of your arms and wrists and hands that's an order xoxoxo #edit: I JUST REALIZED FOOL'S CRESCENT IS THE WRONG WAY GOD DAMN IT okay my fault for not using a reference i'm sorry bestie

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puppbun · 1 year

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One of the most intimate things i think someone can do to me, is keeping me in subspace for a long time, even if its just for a day. Waking up and almost immediately getting fawned over and held. Letting me have something to suck on before breakfast, helping my brain stay all fuzzy by praising me for how well I suck. Please pick out my outfits and stroke my hair, tell me how pretty i look in the clothes you picked. Would you wrap a pretty collar around my neck? We dont have to go anywhere if you dont want to, but if we did, I’d have to hold your hand obviously (I might get lost!). Take me to cute cafes and ask me what I want before ordering for both of us. We could sit in the corner, I can stay tucked under your arm better that way, or i can sit across from you, feeling so light and bubbly. I can smile while we talk about anything you like and after we can go window shopping while I show you all the pretty things that catch my eye; we dont need to buy them, but showing them to you makes me happy. Maybe if you’re feeling generous I’ll get a new big plushie to carry home.

When we get home why dont we have a hot shower together, my legs will probably be so tired i might stay at your feet but you dont mind do you? I’ll sit so pretty while you wash my hair and stroke my cheeks. Feeling the cool tiles against my back while you hold me and steal my breath while you kiss me under the water. After getting so cosy with fresh towels, feeling your hands all over me while you help me use my lotion, making sure i dont miss a single spot with your wandering hands. Getting into the panties and shirt you picked out before i try and make the bed as comfy as possible so you’re comfortable while I sit in your lap, laying against you, showing you my game on my switch while you’re watching tv. Your hand slipping between my thighs, shushing me, I’m just you’re pretty soft thing to enjoy. Maybe I just need to save my game and let you take my panties off, let me slide back down into your arms. Feeling your warmth, you know whats best right now. And what’s a better way to end such a nice day but fucking me into the mattress so we both sleep peacefully? 💗 🥺👉👈

#okay so i felt soft #me and who tho #mutuals <333 #subspace #bd/sm puppy #nsft puppy #i am yearning #ftm sub #nsft queer #nb nsft #trans nsft #nblnb #nblw #nblm

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beanghostprincess · 3 months

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I will forever love seeing Luffy and Nami holding Zoro's swords. He's so protective of those three but it's not even because he fears something might happen to them, but because he's scared something might happen to the crew and himself if he doesn't have them with him. They're like extra limbs. The ones he uses to fight and protect and breathe. He feels uneasy whenever his swords aren't around him, and that is just a fact. You can't deny that he feels comfort in having them by his side at all times, knowing that he'll be able to protect the crew from any dangers. They're tied to his heart and soul in a way that if he loses sight of them he might actually lose himself too. So he does not enjoy seeing his swords in somebody else's hands. They can disappear, he will find them. They can run away, he will follow. They can break, he trusts them not to but if they do, he will keep going carrying their bond with him still. But he doesn't like seeing them in somebody else's hands because those are his swords. His limbs. His heart. His soul. It's just not right. It never feels right. But.

But.

But sometimes Luffy acts like he knows what he's doing and actually asks for permission instead of just taking what he wants. As if crossing Zoro's boundaries would be unforgivable, when he knows Zoro would give him anything he wanted to take from him. But he asks. He asks, with a careful, polite, deep voice Zoro isn't used to hearing. But it always ends with the softest of smiles and the petition reaches a place inside of Zoro's heart that he just knows has also touched his swords. So he lets him, because how could he not, and he runs his fingers through all of them. Amazed. Astonished. Respectfully talking to them as if they could hear him. And they can. Zoro knows they hear and feel and love and crave and long for his captain's touch. He knows, because he does too. Because who wouldn't? Luffy holds them in a way he never holds anything else- Carefully. Like they aren't his. Like befriending somebody he fears might reject him. Like taking hold of Zoro's heart and holding him so gently in case he might break him. He worships them as if he weren't the god in this relationship. He looks handsome, too. Not pretty. Not cute. Handsome. Mature. His hat covers his adventurous gaze but leaves his mischievous grin for the whole world to see. And yet, the swordsman trusts him enough. Without any look or any word. He knows Luffy's face by heart, he realizes, now that he can picture his eyes quite too perfectly under his hat. His skin glistens under the sun and his tender fingers hold the sword with so much clumsiness it looks dumb. He doesn't know how to hold them, yet they don't want to move away from him. It's clumsy but it takes over them. Maybe it's his haki. Maybe it's the effect the future king of the pirates has. Zoro thinks it's just him. Luffy. And his heart stops the second Luffy smiles, as if he had just heard the sword respond to him. He wants to kiss him. Bite him. Let him bite back and draw blood and eat him. Let him hold him the way he holds the swords but tighter. Closer. Maybe he's in love. Zoro. With Luffy. It's not a maybe. Who is he trying to trick? He knows he is in love. With the way he smiles and the way he holds and the way he wants but respects and loves. It's funny like that, the fact that Luffy keeps being so careful when Zoro would let him tear his heart apart and eat it if he so desired. It's funny that the swords love him with such gentleness when they often demand power. Perhaps kindness is the most powerful weapon of all or, at least, Luffy's most powerful skill. Zoro hates it when somebody else holds them because they don't own them. They don't own him. He doesn't even own his swords, anyway. Nobody can. They're his the same way he's theirs, just with a bit more dominance and respect. But Luffy isn't owning them. He's praying to them. Talking to them. Befriending them. Loving them. And they would bow to him if he so desired. Zoro knows they would, as fierce as they are and violent as they seem and as sharp as they cut. They'd bow to him because Zoro would too. The uneasiness does not exist when Luffy is the one to hold them because, if Zoro had to give out his soul for somebody to take care of, that would be Luffy. And if he has to be unprotected. Naked. Bare in front of a thousand soldiers. He will if it's Luffy the one fighting instead.

Sometimes Nami wants to hold them just to feel what it's like to be in Zoro's shoes. It's a stupid reason. He refuses to let her do it as an instinctive reaction at first. She doesn't seem as interested in following the protocol as Luffy is, but she knows where to stop and she knows what to say to get on Zoro's nerves, anyway. She's equally as fierce. Equally as sharp. He won't let her hold any cursed sword, but it's not like she wants to. She's smarter than that. Careful and respectful but not that interested in the swords and what they mean, more in how they feel. Zoro gets it. Kind of. Somehow. She says something about always letting them eat her precious tangerines, so he should humor her by letting her hold Wado at least. She isn't pushing him. He knows she wouldn't. She's just teasing because she knows. She always knows. She knows he will say yes. Because he always does what she says, although he keeps demanding a bit of respect to not be treated like a dog. But Nami never forces him to do anything. He could refuse. She would give up at some point. But there's just something about her- Stubbornness. Strength. Love. So much love and care and worry and anger. And Zoro likes her. She's selfish, too, like a pirate should be. Stronger than Zoro in the ways that matter. Smarter, too, even if he wouldn't admit it out loud. But she leads the way and he follows, not because that's a dog's job, but because he wants to. He trusts her. Something he never thought he would. But he does. She's smart. She leads the way. She knows where they're going. They somehow are the same and totally different at the same time. Zoro grounds Luffy when he gets lost. Nami leads them both so they won't. So there's something about her curiosity that makes him soften. He never knows exactly why he does what she says. Why he indulges her like that. But it's satisfying, for some reason he refuses to read within himself, the satisfactory and pleased grin on her face when he hands her Wado. She's careful with her. Awful at holding her. Bad posture. Great smile. Horrible movements. Beautiful eyes. It's okay, though, he thinks. Wado likes her because Zoro likes her. Nami loses interest within a minute, complaining about the weight and the sudden realization of "you always have this thing in your mouth" which makes her want to give her back. But she stares at her for a whole minute. It isn't her thing, but her eyes spark when the sword is returned to Zoro. Trust. A smile. Thankfulness. Her bangs are getting a bit longer and one strand of hair gets in the middle of her teasing smirk. She says she prefers her clima-tact, but swords are fine, "I guess". "She's pretty" she says. Zoro thinks she is pretty. Nami. In a way he can't quite describe because he has never really been good at that. But she is. Like a blade. Sharp. But in the right hands this time for her not to cut the ones she loves anymore. She hands him a tangerine next, every time he lets her hold his sword. An exchange. "I give you something that matters. You give me something that matters". Zoro wants to say it's not the same, but the tangerine is sweet. Juicy. His fingers then smell strongly of citrus. Almost as similar as steel. If he can feel Nami's heartbeat in every bite, he wonders if she has been able to hear his in the hilt of his sword. Calm. Peaceful. Safe.

Zoro doesn't like seeing his swords in somebody else's hands because those are his swords. His limbs. His heart. His soul. It's just not right. It never feels right. But.

But sometimes it does.

#romance dawn trio my beloved #btw it's not meant to be romantic between zoro and nami they're besties and love each other deeply #however it is meant to be extremely romantic between zoro and luffy zoro is very very gay #what is this? idk. why did i write this? idk.#this maybe does not make any sense and i do not care okay #i am just vibing here #as you can see this was supposed to be a short post. it wasn't #i just think there's something about zoro letting nami and luffy hold his swords it makes me soft #this was supposed to be about ALL the crew but the bond these three have is important to me so let's leave it like this #one piece #roronoa zoro #monkey d. luffy #cat burglar nami #nami #romance dawn trio #zolu

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harbingersglory · 3 months

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Hello, could I have transfem Signora x fem!reader smut? Any scenario is fine, just need dom Signora railing me 😩

{☆} characters la signora {☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader, dom la signora, transfem la signora {☆} warnings 18+ content, restraints, temperature play, face fucking, degradation, pet play

There's a moment of silence that lingers for far too long, the cold nipping at your exposed skin until you feel shivers wrack your body. You squirm instinctively, seeking out the fading warmth of the thick furs laid out beneath you, yet finding nothing but the cold that chills you to your bones. You can't even see, your eyes covered by black fabric, silk tying your arms together behind your back.

It's almost torturous waiting like this. Your knees sink further into the fur as you lean your weight forward slightly, exhaling a shaky breath. You begin to wonder if Signora left you there– maybe you'd annoyed her earlier and she was punishing you. You hoped not. She wasn't known for being lenient when it came to punishments.

But the brush of her fingers along your jawline squashed that fear, your breath hitching as her thumb glided over your throat, the heat of her skin making you shudder. The contrast of the cold room, of your freezing body, to the unnatural heat that simmers beneath her skin is immense– your knees would have definitely buckled if you hadn't been kneeling already.

"Did you think I'd left you here all alone? You're shaking like a dog." The soft, biting lilt was nothing more than a murmur, but for you it was impossible not to hear the pleased tone beneath the roughness of her voice. Your heart leaps into your throat when her fingers trace back up along your jawline, lifting your head and tilting it back just enough to be uncomfortable.

You open your mouth to speak, but your words are silenced by her thumb slipping past your lips instead– you don't fight back, even though the sudden intrusion catches you off guard enough you almost bite her finger instead. You almost consider doing it anyway, but she's so rarely in a good mood it feels rude to spoil it.

"Pets don't speak until they're told," She chides, pressing down on your tongue slightly and laughing at the way you almost choke in surprise. "And I don't remember giving you permission."

You can only manage a garbled whine in response, your face burning in embarrassment– but it's quickly silenced by the click of her tongue and the creak of the old chair you know sits by the fireplace, her thumb sliding out between your lips to drag you closer. Close enough to feel the rush of heat across your skin as your cheek is pressed against her thigh, her hands resting on the back of your head. You can't see it, but you sure can imagine the smug smile that must be tugging at her lips right about now.

"Let's see about fixing your little disobedient streak, darling." She murmurs, digging her nails into your scalp and tugging you even closer, the furs beneath you doing little to prevent the ache in your knees from kneeling. But you don't complain– you know what she wants, and you want it too. "Open."

Like the dog she seems so fond of treating you as, you listen– you're not as surprised this time when her fingers fill your mouth, forcing it open even further until you can feel the saliva collecting and dribbling down your chin. She doesn't seem to mind, even laughing at how pitiful you probably look, drooling all over her fingers.

But Signora is a hard woman to satisfy, and this will hardly do anything other then work her up enough to really break you in. You can just barely hear the rustle of fabric over your heartbeat, gloved hands tugging you closer and forcing you to press right up against the edge of the chair. It's almost uncomfortable, the way the chair presses against your chest, but she always has you teetering on that fine edge.

"Perhaps you can be trained after all." Signora's voice is like a balm, the heat of her body driving away the cold and urging you impossibly closer, until you feel her hand guide you down just as her fingers slip out of your mouth again– right up until you feel her cock against your cheek. "Show me that you can be obedient, mutt, and maybe I'll let you sit on my lap."

You know she's just dangling a treat just out of reach, but you can't help but reach for it anyway.

Your tongue drags across the underside of her cock, so slow you can hear the hiss that rattles in her chest halfway between pleasure and impatience. You take your time anyway, lingering until you reach the tip and press a kiss against it. You almost wish you could see her face, but she's never been fond of expressing anything outwardly when you can see it– just the idea of her brows furrowed, of her face flush and her lip caught between her teeth..it's enough.

It's not hard to imagine it anyway when the heat grows hotter, nearly turning the room into an oven before she catches herself. You aren't stupid enough to mention it, but your smile must be enough, because a low growl makes you shiver– so you drag your tongue from the base to the tip again, revel in the way it throbs beneath your tongue. For a moment you almost have something like control, your saliva dripping down her aching cock as you lap at it like a mutt.

But you're both growing impatient– the sharp click of her nails against the chairs arms makes you shudder, urging you to lift yourself up just enough to wrap your lips around the head with a muffled groan. You consider dragging it out just a moment longer, just to see if you can get her to whine, but she knows you better then you do– before you can even blink, her hand shoves you down. You, predictably, gag. Your throat burns from the stretch, but it's not unpleasant, eased by the pleasured hiss that tumbles from her lips. Signora at least has the mercy to let you get used to it for a moment before she drags you back up, the emptiness in your throat making you whine before she's shoving her cock back down your throat. Your eyes sting with unshed tears, your own sounds of pleasure muffled and garbled as she does it again– and again.

"Finally quiet, mutt?" She laughs, but it's strained– her voice quivers slightly as she fucks your throat like your nothing but a toy to her, drool dribbling down your chin and tears staining the blindfold. "If I knew it was this easy to shut you up, I'd have done it a long time ago."

You so badly want to do something, but with your hands tied behind your back and her fucking your face so rough, so fast, you can barely even think..there's not much you can do but let her, your cunt clenching around nothing. You really hope she wasn't lying about that reward, for once. You're practically dripping on her floor while she uses you, just barely able to squeeze your thighs together for a fraction of friction.

It only serves to make you more desperate, though.

"Fuck– or maybe you're too stupid to know better. You'd just let any pretty woman with a cock use you," Her breathing was getting heavier, more strained, but her grip on your hair didn't relent. Neither did the harsh thrust of her hips, her cock constantly hammering into your throat until you felt dizzy. "You're lucky I'm even willing to train a mutt like you."

Your mind starts to feel fuzzy, the words blending together until she digs her nails into your scalp and forces you down again– and keeps you there. You nearly gag again when you feel her shudder, her cock throbbing in your mouth as her cum spills down your throat, your hands straining against the silk binding them together. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, nostrils flaring and your body tensing– you don't even realize you'd briefly lost consciousness until your find yourself on her lap, rather then on your knees, her hands brushing the strands of hair stuck to your face with sweat out of your eyes.

It's the most gentle she's been all night– and likely as gently as she will be tonight. You lean into her touch anyway, groaning softly and shuddering at the taste of her on your tongue mixed with her cock throbbing against your thigh.

"I'm not done yet, darling. Did you think I'd let you get away with a little light training?" She laughs, cupping your jaw and pressing a kiss that's far too gentle to your cheek, the warmth of her body almost suffocating– but you welcome it, like you always do.

So you nod, smiling drowsily and spreading your legs like a good pet should.

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