#i don't need another ER trip lmao

[sinning-23]

Twice The Fun Pt.2 (Zoro x Reader x Sanji)

WELCOME TO PT.2 you guys!!!! I know I left you on a cliff hanger uhhhh but I’m apologizing for it now lmao! The point from previously still stands! This an 18+ FANFIC SO MINORs gtfo. Uhhhh yep.

Warnings: Warnings: Tagteam, creampie, gagging, light choking, p in v, unprotected, degradation, teasing, praising, double penetration, squirting, multiple orgasms, threesome (good mf lord dude this is wild)

Anyway! Enjoy!

Ps. also….pls excuse any spelling errors. I swear I proofread my work lmao and the shit still gets away from me-

P.P.S if you're feeling the need for some mood music I suggest "All I need" by LLoyd. (you're welcome bby)

PART 1 HERE

You can’t help but thrash your legs a bit as you're drapped over Zoro’s shoulder, at this point, you have a perfect view of Sanji who is keeping a nice pace behind him.

"What is the meaning of this! Release me at once you heathen!" You taunt, gasping when Zoro lands a nice firm smack to you ass again.

"S-Sanji! You just gonna let him do that to me!" You yep, trying to guilt trip the blonde, but the only half smiled/smirked, and bent down just a smidge to met your eyes.

There is a blaze of desire you know all too well behind that blue. His tongue darts out for just a moment, his piercing peeking out so sligtly. It makes your stomach flutter.

"I do recall him saying you like that. I'll leave it to him. Besides, I think you need it when you thought you could just sneak around and fuck us both without us finding out." He explains, the color in your face dropping.

Ok so you like already KNEW but like the confirmation of it all was insane to you.

"I-I wait! I can explain!" You whimper, heart beating faster and faster the more you realized where you ere headed.

Your room.

You’d only ever really hooked up with them in their own rooms...but now they were about to absolutely MIX your shit in your own.

"Too late for that." Zoro chimes, pushing your door open and setting you a bit harshly onto your bed.

You bounce upwards and see Sanji close and locked the door. The tesnison is killing you now, the way the twoof them hover over your seated form. It as only a matter time until one of them told you to-

"Take it off." Sanji stated, less of a suggestion and more of an order.

Why were you so damn nervous?? They’d both seen you in far far less classy conditions and bare as the day you were born. You swallow, obeying and pulling offth little layers you did have. They watch you, one set of blue and one set of the darest brown, trace every fiber of your being as you pull your top off...and then your shorts.

"All of it." Zoro adds, the impatience in his voice growing.

"I-" You try to find the words but another sharp gaze shuts you up.

FUCk! There was no hiding the obvious wetness that had grown over the span of this little conversation. Might as well give themma show since they wanna act all high and mighty now.

You spread your legs, resting your body weight against your forearms as you push your chest forwards. You manage to shimmy out of your panties, letting them hang from just around your ankle for a moment before moving to let the straps of your bra slie off your shoulders.

"Y'know, you guys to act like you don't like each other, but you have soo much in common." You taunt, the bra now discarded as you lay before the two.

The obvious tightness of their pants was beginning to make you feel more and more in control. You slide off the bed, and make your way in front of them, your brain at war over who you should approach first.

"Like right now, I'd bet that both of you are begging that I choose you over the other."

You inch closer, now stationed between them, Zoro to your left, Sanji to your right, You hands travel up each leg, manicured fingers skillfully working away at two separate buttons and zippers.

Your mouth waters when your fingetips come in contact with it...

"I know you both too well. So easy to read. Even if you don't think you are."

Sanji if the first to buckle, a whine of satisfaction leaving his lips when you press down on his tip over the boxer a bit more firm than before. Though your hand works at Sanji, eventually pulling his length free, your eyes are focused on Zoro, the contact making his face heat up.

How could you looks so calm, as if you're not fisting the cook beside him. The answer is simple. You know him...too well. If there was anything Zoro loved, it was attention from you.

Even though Sanji was being touched, you were looking at him. focused on him. Gauging him. And that alone was enough to make him sigh openly, his arms crossed over his chest as if to fight the feeling you'd made wash over him. The room was definitely hotter now.

You pause for a moment, sliding your hand away from Sanji so that you could now touch Zoro with both. Easy to read. Though Sanji loved your hands, your throat was more to Zoro's liking. Your tongue lolled out of your mouth, the saliva there already making its way down to the tip of you tongue as you lick from base to head.

He shudders, bitting his fist as if to fight giving into you as easily as Sanji did. He knows what you're about to do and damn if it isn’t his favorite thing. Once you made it to his tip, you let your tongue fall just a little bit past your lower lip and bobbed your head. He's at the back of your throat now and your eyes are looking right at him, watery and eager to please.

"Fuck-"

They speak it at the same time and it almost blends together.

"I didn't know she could do that," Sanji admits, pumping slowly as you continue to suck Zoro for all he's worth.

He can’t help but let his hand travel to your scalp, his grip becoming tighter when you gag a bit, saliva falling down your chin, to the valley of your chest. You always were so sloppy when you did this. Sanji groans at the sight.

"Wanna try what we practiced?" Zoro asks, feeling a bit cocky at the fact that he got something Sanji didn't.

You nod, trying your best to relax your throat as Zoro trust forward , essentially fucking your face. Your hands first clench at your sided but soon find themselves resting against his thighs. Up unto this point, Zoro had been training your throat to take every last inch of him and as of right now, practice was showing to make perfect.

"Thatssss fuckin it. Taking me down your throat like that." Zoro praises, loving how the tears rolled down you melenated cheeks.

You tapped his thigh, and he was quick to let you go, being sure to let you breathe. You gasp, saliva connecting your as your eyes scream nothing but desire.

"S-Sanji." You huff, rolling your head to the side as if to beckon him closer.

He swallows, face red after seeing you take a little more then 7 inches. You shift, now bent at the waist, still facing Zoro, but on display for Sanji to see. And fuck was it a vision. Your dripping down you thighs now, your lips wet as you try your best to spread for him.

The blonde now had his hands at your waist, caressing the plush of your sides and hips. He noted how pretty your arch looked and the way you were eager to press against him.

"Si mouillé déjà chérie?" Sanji chuckles, sliding his ring up your folds, making you whine.

"S-Stop Sanji please just fuck me." You beg, steadying yourself against Zoro, who was currently caressing your jaw as if to prep it for the stretch again.

"You heard her waiter. I’m sure she doesn’t like waiting." Zoro quips, making Sanji narrow his eyes.

"Oh I know, but tha just makes this pretty pussy's reaction that much better. You’re not the only one that's gonna be surprised by what she can do." He snaps back, pushing two fingers into you, the cold metal making you moan this time. The wet squelch of his fingers is becoming louder and louder.

Now it was Sanji's turn to be cocky. Yeah sure Zoro had fucked this pussy just as much as he had...but had he gotten it to squirt as much as Sanji could? Not likely.

His r speed up, your legs buckling as you feel yourself about to snap. And after the first few drips, Sanji curled his fingers up and pulled out, sliding over your clit with a quickness.

“F-Fuck! Sanji!” You moan, your juices sliding down your thighs, onto the floor below you, and no doubt onto tbe blonde behind you.

All the while, you gripped Zoro’s thighs, fighting the urge to scream. All he could do was watch as you came undone, the sound of you squirting alone making him harder if that was even possible.

Sanji chuckles darkly, not letting up as he decided to slide into your walls, the feeling pulling gasps from the both of you. And as your mouth opened, it was full, Zoro taking the chance to claim your throat again. It’s almost too much, being filled from both ends was so much more stimulating than you thought.

One part of you was so focused on his Sanji curved into you, hitting every spongy spot he could. The other was wanting nothing but for Zoro to finally cum down your throat.

And oh god the sounds. It’s absolutely filthy, you squelching and choking mixed with the grunts of two competing and two men just as sexually inclined as you were. It’s making your head fuzzy and your pussy flutter. And damn can Sanji tell.

“Shit, squeezing, you feel so damn good.” Sanji vocalized, gripping your hips harder now.

Zoro smirks, caressing your scalp and jawline as he thrust to the back of your throat.

“Atta girl. Keep looking up just like that.” Zoro coaxes, your eyes watery.

He lets you breathe for a moment and you find it a bit difficult to when your breaths come in and out as moans when Sanji is absolutely wrecking your shit. You snap again, Sanji pulling out, smacking his tip over your folds when you squirt again.

“Like a fuckin faucet. Can’t even stay in you, you’re so wet.” Sanji hisses, the squelching of his sliding in and out of you echoing.

Zoro releases you and all tbat comes out is a strangled moan as Sanji grips your hips.

“F-Fuck, fuck, fuck! Sanji!” You whimper, gasping when Zoro forced your gaze upwards to look at him.

“You forgetting about me? Don’t tell me that cook is fucking you better than me?”

Sanji laughs at the statement, pulling out of you again, only to have Zoro change your positions completely.

It’s only a little awkward considering your senses feel so fuzzy. Sanji is beneath tou, your back against his chest and Zoro’s managed to hold your legs up, one hand under each knee.

“Wait are you- fffuck!” You moan, Sanjis hand coming to hold your throat as he slides in, And right after Zoro doing the same.

The feeling was new. So full at once and it only got better when they moved. You couldn’t help the way your body jerked with each thrust and now with your mouth free all you could do was moan, whine, and beg for more.

Zoro’s thumb finds your clit just to make, slow, calculated circles. You’re wrecked, ducked dumb almost and all you can do if warm them before you cum.

“C’mon baby cum for us.” Sanji encouraged, his lips pressing to your shoulder as you squeeze whatever you could find to hold as your orgasm wrecks you.

It doesn’t take long for Zoro’s hips to stutter, his forehead resting against yours.

“Where?” He asks, the question coming out strained as he struggles to keep from release.

“Won’t last much longer, let us know where honey.” Sanji warns.

You can’t help but be greedy, the impulsive answer slipping from your lips before you could stop it.

It’s not long before you’re filled, and you’d never head a prettier sound when Sanji hums into your shoulder, just shy of a whimper. And you’d never felt more loved and secure when Zoro cups your cheek, his lips finally finding yours when he cums, you’re lips swallowing up any souls he lets slip.

It’s calm now. The sound of waves hitting the ship lull you into a daze almost, and as full as you’re were, you’re empty when Zoro pulls out with a grunt, a swear falling past his kiss swollen lips.

Sanji swears the same when he does the same and before you could question it, you realize just how much of their cum is leaking out of you at the moment.

“Well don’t just stand there, get a towel!” Sanji scoffs, massaging your shoulders and hips, knowing the positions you’d been in could be a bit wearing on your body.

“I’m going to, calm down.” Zoro shoots back, eventually retrieving a warm rag to clean you up.

5 star aftercare. The two had managed to work together seemingly well to make sure you were taken care of and there was no shortage of kisses and featherlight caresses. Your body was definitely spent, knees weak, muscles still tight from the exertion.

Sanji slipped one of your more comfortable t-shirts over your body and Zoro slipped a pair of socks on for you. There was little to no conversation, the three of you still trying to process what just occurred. Only did you speak when both of them had turned toward your door.

“You’re leaving...” You state, the sinking in your chest feeling heavier by the second.

“This was a one time thing right?” Zoro asks, looking to Sanji for confirmation.

The blonde only shrugs.

“What no? I want you both…” You shoot back as if it were obvious.

Sanji doves his hands in his pockets, searching for a cigarette for a moment before finally finding it. You can’t help but look between the two of them for some kind of answer. Part of you feels a bit silly for assuming they just share you but if you knew anything, and you had said it before, they were more alike than they would ever admit.

Sharing wasn’t something in their vocabulary when it came to you.

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Authors Note: OKAYYYY How’re we feeling YALL! Bet you weren’t expecting that ensuing huh?! Lmao got just a PINCH angsty lol, y/n can’t get everything she wants womp womp.

Uhhhh anyway my ask box is always open! If you have any questions, comments, suggestions, ideas, or requests, feel free to ask!

Make sure you drink ya water today and eat a good meal! L8TER SINNERS <33

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The very talented @sheirukitriesfandom came up with this writing game. Thank you so much for the tag! I'm finally recovered enough from my trip to take a stab at all the tag-games I've missed. It was both nice and a bit challenging to revisit my old works. Forgot a lot of what I had written, honestly 😅

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And as always no pressure if you're not feeling it. Also consider yourself tagged if you see this and are interested in joining in :D

The rules are to share:

A line from your fic that makes you laugh

lmao I don't think humor is a strength of mine, so I combed through very briefly and pulled at the first thing I saw that made me snort.

Mathieu swore he'd had conversations of more substance with mudcrabs while five brandies deep, and yet it always fascinated him how little his Speaker could say in so many words.

(from The Illusionist Part 2)

A line from your fic that makes you sad

If she could hold the quill steady, she would write it ten times over. She’d say, I miss doing nothing with you, being nothing but with you. If nothing were as blissful as those hours spent beside you, perhaps I wouldn’t fear it so.

(from The Illusionist Part 2)

A line from your fic you're proud of

The Midyear sun blazed high and proud above Kvatch. Below, the city scrambled on. Another Midyear, another Middas. Magnus rose, its ascent resolute.

(it's actually the first line of The Illusionist Part 1, and it has surprisingly remained unchanged since my first iteration of the fic??? Unfathomable to me lol)

A line from your fic you think could have been better

Only one? 😅 Truth is, I'm perpetually editing old chapters, so I could pretty much insert the entire series of The Illusionist here.

A line from your fic that makes you want to punch a character

Lucien gurgled or perhaps chortled, then spat out a mouthful of blood. “I thought you preferred silence, dear Sister.”

(Lucien sucks so baaaaddd and I get progressively meaner to him, sorry. Kinda hate what I've done to him, but he is a loser and someone has to bully him, and the burden so happened to fall upon me 🤷‍♀️)

A line from your fic that makes you go 'aww'

Nim's hair draped around his face, shielding him from the dancing flames of the brazier, and when Raminus closed his eyes, she was the only light that existed in all of Mundus, brilliant and blinding. 

(Crying about my nerd Raminus Polus, what's new.)

A line from your fic that's full of symbolism

The shop windows taunt him from his periphery, but he will pass one hundred more if that’s what it takes to prove his presence. His footfalls are heavy. He persists, learns how to walk again, how to exert his body upon the world if only to feel it press up against his feet. 

(From Treacle)

A line from your fic that contains an Easter egg

“If we’re such pious servants, then why does Nana always speak of the Daedra as though she drinks with them every Fredas?”

From Slither and Writhe. It is referencing an OC of mine so idk if its really an easter egg, but I just think it's funny how the protagonists in TES games go about collecting daedric artifacts like they're halloween candy.

A line from your fic that's shocking

And if her mother had only been more inquisitive about her work, she’d know the difference between the stench of decay and fouled wounds and that of flesh mending itself together beneath fresh stitches and salves that Sylawen lathered on diligently with deft fingers everyday.

(from Slither and Writhe. A lot of lines in that fic are kind of er... gross 😅 It is about a necromancer, after all)

A line from your fic you want to talk about more

Abrim is gilded in the torch flame. Every part of him is a different shade of brown such that Scar-Tail needs only look at him in flickering light to feel he’s travelled all of Tamriel’s woods, seen every kind of tree there is.

Ramble time. While trying to describe this character, I was thinking of my uncles, how dark their complexion, how different the shades of brown are in their skin, their eyes, their hair. Growing up as a latina I used to find brown so boring and so common because I was preoccupied with a set of beauty standards that women in my community paraded about, only to realize they were full of internalized colorism :D Anyway, that was a decade ago, and there's this line I remember reading, and I have no idea where from— somos el color de la tierra, we are the color of the earth, and I think more people should be romanticizing brown because it's so diverse and so beautiful 💕

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[delopsia]

are we allowed to send in whore-flavored prompts? 👀 if not please ignore thiiis ✨💐💃🏽💐✨

what exactly drew these three to one another physically? especially reader, since rhett and robby look alike buuut at the same time they don’t? lmao do the trio have any particular turn-ons of their own that the others learn or find out about? are they surprised or endeared? do they exploit these turn-ons any chance they get? are they particularly skilled at any one thing that blows the others’ minds when they first start having sex? what about favorite positions? do rhett or robby have a smidgen of preference for topping or bottoming for either reader or each other? does robby have a thing about watching reader

lay rhett all the way down? does robby ever get laid down? would reader ever admit who gives better head? omg would rhett or robby admit who gives better head? do they have fantasies that they’re too shy to share with one another?

and we know rhett’s sensitive, thick as all get-out, and drips like a honeycomb in july, while robby’s a “show-er” who needs a little bit to get goin’... i just lost my train of thought... 😭

are they ever into quickies / just hands and mouths or do they prefer long sessions that last multiple rounds? do they ever have sex two at a time or do they prefer to have or “need” all three present? was video chat sex ever a thing that they tried when they first realized they were attracted to / wanted to be physically intimate as a trio? *whispers* even though rhett lived with his family in a ranch house that you could probably definitely hear every-fucking-thing in... who’s most likely to drop something saucy in the group chat? or even initiate sex even as a whole? do they ever role play? who’s the biggest tease out of them all? i would have said rhett before, but as the story and lore goes on, i really feel like all three have their moments—but you tell me as the mastermind behind it all🌷 i’m gonna be honest i’m low-key running out of ways to ask for sexy-slutty-whoretown, usa headcanons for these three... so, if you feel so inclined, just throw everything you’ve got at the fictional wall (i know it’ll stick) 💖

If I ever turn down whore-flavored prompts, then something is seriously wrong 💃these are all so much fun, omg. I answered this in a more...interview (?) style because I have a lot of thoughts, and it will get chaotic very fast if I don't split them up.

The way in which I've added these asks to my masterlist, so that I can use them as a reference when I write this trio...💃💃🏻💃🏼💃🏽💃🏾💃🏿

What drew them to one another physically?

Rhett's general scruffy appearance really truly drew both Reader and Robby in. Scars, calloused hands, unshaven jaw, unkempt hair, and yet somehow so damn clean? Like his hair is always a mess, but you'll never catch him with it greasy. Cleans under his nails and never lets his facial hair get too wild; Cecilia may not be an award-winning mom, but she raised her boys with standards.

Bobby, on the other hand, drew the reader in with his big, clumsy, gentle-giant aura and a sweet, endearing smile that was handcrafted by the angels above. He'll trip over his own feet when the Reader smiles at him and apologize to the snail he nearly landed on.

Rhett was simply drawn in by Bob's voice. He's heard a lot of voices, but there's something so soothing about how Bob's tone and how he slips in and out of a Southern accent when he's stressed or tired.

Both Rhett and Bobby were immediately attracted to the Reader's eyes. It's hard for either of them to describe, but Bobby often says the Reader hides entire galaxies within their eyes. But aside from that, Rhett loves their hands. How soft they are, and how perfectly they fit in his. Bobby's more in love with their nose; something about the shape of it has him wanting to press little kisses to it.

Do the trio have any particular turn-ons of their own that the others find out about? Are they surprised or endeared? Do they exploit these turn-ons any chance they get?

They learn pretty quickly that Rhett loves being called cowboy, sweet/good boy. Reader and Robby have to be careful with using the term because he's not above jumping their bones in public...they learned the hard way.

Bobby is so into having things whispered into his ear. Reader can be whispering the entire F18 manual into his ear, and he'll be getting hot and bothered. Because it's their voice and little breaths are tickling his ear and all the way down his spine...and maybe that's why they're always whispering something to him...

For the reader, something about Rhett and/or Robby touching their knee really just...does it for them. Bob is shameless about exploiting that, too, because it's such an innocent thing that nobody realizes what he's on about.

Are they particularly skilled at any one thing that blows the others’ minds when they first start having sex?

Bobby is so good at being dominant in bed? He's known exactly how hard he can push them from the start, and it's such a shocking change coming from him. And who would have ever thought that Rhett could deep throat without breaking a damn sweat...and who could have anticipated that the reader was serious about pegging both of them...

What about favorite positions? Do Rhett or Robby have a smidgen of preference for topping or bottoming?

When giving, Bobby loves having legs around him in some way or fashion. Squeezing around his hips, over his shoulders, he loves feeling them start to quiver and react to what he's doing. Receiving, though, he's more of a missionary person; it's intimate and lets him be as clingy as he wants to be. He's got a preference for topping, for the most part.

Rhett's very fond of bending someone over something (Ex. the kitchen table, the couch, the hood of his truck, the damn staircase). He's also very fond of it receiving-wise. But his favorite receiving position is the simple face down, ass up, with a hand between his shoulder blades, pinning him down. Something that really puts him at their mercy. Rhett's truly 50/50 preference-wise, but a lot of days, he's stressed from work and would really love it if someone took control and fucked the stress out of him... *cough* where was I?

The Reader is more of a riding kind of fella. There is nothing more lovely than watching those two fall apart, and both Rhett and Robby are absolutely strong enough to meet the Reader in the middle if their thighs start hurting. I shall leave it up to the reader if they prefer topping or bottoming...

Does Robby have a thing about watching the reader lay Rhett all the way down? Does Robby ever get laid down?

Robby absolutely has a thing for watching Rhett getting laid down 😩 there's just something about watching that cowboy get taken apart just GETS HIM. Whether it be him fucking Rhett into the mattress or laying back and watching the Reader bend Rhett over, he loves it.

But Robby's a little...hesitant? To get laid down by one of them? Not because he doesn't like it, he loves it, but it's so intimate that he gets a little stuck(?) in this soft, clingy headspace that can take him a good day or two to come out of. So it usually only happens when they've got a couple of days with no work or plans made.

Would they ever admit who gives better head?

They're all more or less better suited to certain styles and pacings. Rhett's the perfect pick if you want to go for multiple, very quick rounds because his mouth. Does. Not. Get. Tired. Deep throating? He's your guy.

Bobby's the slower pace. He'll work you up bit by bit, really makes you anticipate it. Who would have thought Bob was good at tongue-fucking...

The Reader is more dynamic. Rhett and Bobby are sort of stuck in their patterns, but the reader fits the mood so damn well. Rushing off for a quickie? A lazy morning with nowhere to be? They adapt to every situation.

But there is a (loving) inside joke that Bobby's terrible at sucking dick because the first time he sucked Rhett off, he gagged and nearly bit him...oops 💃

Do they have fantasies that they’re too shy to share with one another?

Bob had a dream once that he fucked Rhett up against a wall while he (Rhett) was wearing nothing but a short red skirt, and he...has been thinking about that for a long damn time. Reader has had this fantasy card game hidden under the bed for months and isn't sure how to bring it up.

Meanwhile, Rhett can hardly keep his mouth shut when he comes up with a new fantasy.

Are they into quickies / just hands and mouths, or do they prefer long sessions that last multiple rounds?

Quickies are usually the norm around this house. With three of them, there's almost always something going on, so there's a general love for the longer sessions since they tend to be few and far between.

Poor Bobby gets so stressed during quickies because he keeps looking at the clock to make sure they aren't late getting back to where they need to be.

Do they ever have sex two at a time, or do they prefer to have or “need” all three present?

Sex two at a time is pretty common, especially considering Robby can be gone for weeks at a time. It's certainly more fun with all three present, but sometimes someone is just too tired, or they're stuck off at work. Robby being off to war on a deployment can sometimes be fun in the bedroom because Rhett and Reader love to plan entire welcome home nights for Bobby with new and different things.

"Are we sure this strap isn't too big?"

"Well, try and fuck me with it, and we'll find out."

Bobby has yet to find out about the time a weary attempt at wax play led to the sheets being burnt...and that secret will be taken to the grave.

Was video chat sex ever a thing that they tried when they first realized they were attracted to / wanted to be physically intimate as a trio?

Video chat sex was definitely something that was tried, but it could be a little chaotic with schedules and general life stuff. Rhett was very well known for sneaking off into his truck and parking down in the pasture, where nobody would find him. He's just as traumatized from Cecelia walking in without knocking, as she is.

Bobby had to get very crafty with it when he was on deployments, and a lot of the time, he couldn't talk without risking being overheard. So he was stuck listening to Rhett and Reader whispering dirty things to him and couldn't say a damn thing in return. And boy, did they take advantage of that.

Who’s most likely to drop something saucy in the group chat? Or even initiate sex even as a whole?

Rhett. Always Rhett. The man isn't good with tech, but he's a damn menace behind a screen. Rhett once sent an innocent photo from where he was sitting in his truck, and Bob jokingly asked if he was hard or if it was just his jeans sitting strangely. And when Rhett straight up said he was hard, Bob, not thinking, went right to the ol, "prove it." text.

And that's the story of the time Bobby got a surprise video of Rhett's dick while he was sitting at a Wendy's with the rest of the Dagger squad.

"You could have warned me!"

"YOU ASKED!"

They're all equally likely to initiate sex/sexting over the phone, but they have different styles. The reader is subtle, usually using photos or compliments to get the ball rolling. Bobby tends to send offhanded thoughts, like, "All I can think about right now is how you looked in those shorts the other day," and Rhett's just...bad jokes.

Rhett: How is life like a penis? Bob: ...How? Rhett: It sometimes gets hard when you least expect it. Reader: Is this your way of asking for sex again? Rhett: 👍

Do they ever role-play?

They've...tried. A lot.

From cliche doctor roleplays to going out to a bar and pretending to be strangers, they've tried. But someone always winds up laughing and breaking character...usually Robby 😭the poor guy tries so hard to get into it, but the moment things get serious, he's struggling not to crack at the seams, and the other two fall apart right along with him.

Who’s the biggest tease out of them all?

Bobby. You wouldn't think it, but he's figured out all the ins and outs of Rhett and Reader, and he has some damn good willpower. He knows exactly what he's doing, and when he gets called out on it, he bats those big blue eyes and innocently asks what they mean. And nobody can argue? Because he plays it? So well?

Do not let that goody-two-shoes attitude fool you; Bob's a damn menace.

#robert bob floyd #rhett abbott #bob floyd #robert floyd #bob floyd x reader x rhett abbott #x reader #Bob x Reader x Rhett Headcanons #self insert #rhett abbott headcanons #reader self insert #robert bob floyd headcanons #💐 #milesmillergf #delgato's asks

[not-poignant]

im finally sick of my brain being shitty enough to make an appointment with a psychiatrist, but in the meantime i thought i might ask you this: in your wonderful answer to my ask re writer's block you mentioned burnout, which im pretty sure is whats happening to me. i dont want to ask you to give me a long answer if you dont have the energy for it, but i would like to know your thoughts on the matter. its been head empty hours over here 24/7 for months, lol, i miss creating

Helloooo,

I actually have written about burnout quite a bit because I've gone through burnout er, quite a bit... In fact I'm going through it again right now.

I have written a fairly long post about it in the past, so that's there if you want to read it.

I've had different kinds of burnout. I've had 'I couldn't write for years' burnout (literally, after university I just couldn't write anything for years and just assumed it was dead and gone because I didn't want to do it either), I've had burnout that's lasted months (even while like...writing as I am now), and so on.

A lot of dealing with burnout is just...resting more. Taking the pressure off yourself more. Grieving that you can't create right now without guilt-tripping yourself for it, a sort of 'I mourn that I can't do it, but there's nothing wrong with me and I am not failing because I can't do it. I need rest and care.' You can try little writer's block tricks here and there when you want to prod again. You can try other kinds of creativity. I can't write like I used to write, so I tried fanfiction. I can't write like I used to write fanfiction, which is why I've never written another Game Theory, because I just...don't want to write another story like that right now (I mean specifically all the sex every chapter, not the politics lmao). I've been feeling an urge to write poetry lately.

For you, through burnout, low-stakes creativity may help. Stuff that can be automatic (cross-stitch kits, where you're just doing someone else's pattern and don't need to really think about it beyond the stitching), colouring books. Or stuff that's low-stakes for you. For me that's often poetry. For you it might be something else.

I also think of getting through burnout where I can't create anything as needing to 'refill the well.' I catch up on shows I've been missing (writing as much as I do actually gives me no time for reading / watching media), I read books, I watch movies, I listen to new music and comfort music, etc. If my well is empty, rest will partially fill it, but so will inspiration. Watching Studio Ghibli for example almost always makes me think 'I want to write the way this makes me feel' - even if I don't write it, that little urge is like, a pulse or spark of alive-ness that gives the well a drop more inspiration for when I'm ready to write again.

It's very different for everyone though. It's important to address the basics - sleep, medications, quality of life, hydration, being well-fed, health (as much as health is possible) etc. If you're anxious and have insomnia and skip meals and forget to drink water etc. then it's back to square one with just...doing your best there. If that's mostly covered, then burnout is often just about meaningfully resting your mind.

I'd also add that there's different kinds of rest. Physical rest (sleeping / stretching), sensory rest (unplugging from screens and social media and overstimulation), emotional rest (time and space to express your feelings), spiritual rest (connecting with something greater than yourself - going into nature, community, giving, meditation etc.), mental rest (breaks, journalling), creative rest (like the cross-stitch and stuff I mentioned above) and social rest (spending relaxing time with people who love you as you are now).

So it's also worth looking at maybe... you're only focusing on one or two kinds of rest right now. Sometimes burnout requires that you address more of them. <333

There's no easy way through, because rest is the easiest way through, and rest is very hard (and not always possible to the degree we need it) for all of us in this day and age. Be gentle with yourself. I wasn't going to write a post as long as this but actually as someone who needs to hear these things myself right now, maybe you might need to hear some of them as well.

The main thing is burnout doesn't last forever, it's cyclical, it's not like chronic fatigue, or other chronic illnesses. Even people with chronic fatigue (like me!) can experience burnout cycles. So this will pass! You may not feel like writing again in the same way, and that's okay, whatever new version of you evolves out of your current exhaustion, I hope you enjoy that version of yourself, and learn to care for and show compassion to the current version of your tired self as well <3

#asks and answers #burnout #creative burnout #pia on writing #look burnout is just really hard actually #there's no easy answers #like writer's block is hard but writer's block isn't hard like burnout is #because often in that exhaustion #we don't have the energy to care for ourselves properly #so do what you can #when you can #and be gentle with yourself

[newhologram]

New's Ketamine Diary

5.28.22 Week 9/10 of at-home K Cosmic Clockwork

Today was my last day of everyday cryotherapy. I'm proud that I was able to be consistent. I went almost every single day, only skipping when I needed to work. I'm sad that it has to end for now but this will free up my time and money a lot. Driving there every morning was definitely wearing me out. I plan to return to a few cryo treatments a month when I'm able to.

Still dealing with pelvic/lowback and shoulder injury pain but it seems like the newer dose is starting to handle my fibromyalgia and nerve pain. I definitely find myself surprised by a little more stamina than usual on some days. I still have excessive daytime sleepiness from the narcolepsy but it feels like my body is starting to have a higher threshold. I saw this result about a week before I finally tried microdoses of kratom. That is also going well for my symptoms but I'm still in the experimental phase so we'll see.

Shoulder seems to have improved rapidly over the past few days. I don't doubt that red light therapy + everday cryotherapy has helped it heal fast. But if I overdo it and use my arm too much it flares a lot, so I'm still wearing my sling for another week as needed. Ortho appointment is in a few weeks. Really hopeful that this is just a bad sprain and not a tear.

PMS depression started 2 weeks before I'm due as usual. Really rough, my brain is just white noise when this happens. Just had to hunker down through it with video games and cartoons as usual. Felt very hopeless, worthless. Or maybe not worthless, I don't feel that too much anymore. I know my worth and my value, but what I feel is mourning that I can't really do something bigger in this state. I don't know exactly how to explain it. Being creative, ambitious, and chronically ill (and a Capricorn lmao) is a very difficult soul archetype mashup. Preparing myself for my period next week. For months my periods have been "I think I need to go to the ER" level of agony and even though I just went for my shoulder, I might just go if it gets bad enough. At the very least we can have on file that this is what my ovary/endo/bowel is doing to me every single month.

Had a mellow trip after my primary follow-up and then 5 days later a bit of a more intense one to process the additional stress of now needing to see an oncologist (muffled screaming). Decided to play the same music that facilitated the last deep dive I did. Not sure what it is about that album but it's been the perfect music to hold my hand through some deep processing. Melted into a lot of timelines, different versions of myself, different fates, different planets, peered through the veil and grasped at the universe I want to experience. Tried, tried, tried to put my trust in the behind-the-scenes clockwork of the cosmos.

Because if these issues had been found 5-10 years ago, maybe medical science and technology wouldn't have been able to help me as much back then. So maybe it is better that I went through what I went through in order to become who I am to go through this now when doctors know more about how to treat this. At least that's what I'm hoping.

Finished season 2 of Russian Doll. It was very helpful to watch right after k therapy. They still did a really good job of showing what these kind of deep psychological soul trips are like. Once again the overall story resonated perfectly with that I'm going through. Coney Island, and all that.

It is interesting how the past 4 years we've been hammered by media about this kind of concept: the other versions of us living other lives, the other versions of us who didn't make it. Such deep, vivid dreams that are so real and long they feel like we were living out another life--and can we connect with the other us somehow? Can we replace them or change the past to make our present better or are we stuck with the cards we've been dealt? The dreams are so real and good that when we wake up, it's confusing to find ourselves in this timeline.

More recently it's ramped up almost to a comical point. So many movies and shows that I feel are tapping at my aquarium to wake me up from the dreams where it's flooding. The water is brown and surging. I use the last of my strength to push a friend to the surface. I can still see light at the top of the water and as I sink to the bottom, I think, "I don't know if I can make it back up for air." I've always been a good swimmer, but I'm so tired I can't move anymore. A sense of peace and acceptance washes over me, mixing with the terrified dread of being in deep, dark water. There are giant eels in some dreams. But sometimes it's just a mall, filled with water and debris and screaming people. I either somehow find the strength to swim back up, or I wake up before I've drowned. I've had several of these dreams lately.

I want to make the choice to not drown. But I also want to be realistic--and prepared--for life.

#teku #new's ketamine diary

[laventadorn]

omg thank you sooooooo muuuuuuuuch to the wonderful kind amazing lovely people who bought me coffees! you are too generous!!!

cut for some personal stuff

daily trip:

i tried to bake bread today but i accidentally added 3 times the amount of liquid i was supposed to soooo i don't think that's gonna work out lmao

rip

my mother:

last week my mom fell down outside the house and cracked her head; she had to go to the ER for stitches and she looked like she'd been in fight club. she's fine! i mean, no head injuries, just a bruise and a lot of bleeding cuz you know how head wounds are.

she's been feeling pretty discouraged, though... she said, "i thought i was being really careful and getting better, and then this happened." and her decline has been really steep and quick. it's honestly like she's aged 10 years in 1.

and i feel especially bad for her because my mom has always been very energetic, gogogo, dododo. my dad and i were saying to each other that it would have been easier if a sudden illness had happened to either of us, because we're very slow and laissez-faire. my mom had all this energy and verve and she's kinda... not ever going to get it back.

i noticed when she had the bone marrow transplant back in the spring that she was frustrated by her long recovery period. she never had any major illnesses before this; she hardly ever got sick. i think she was upset that she couldn't just will herself to get better this time.

my health:

my health has been up and down. my migraines finally stopped when i realized it was my anti anxiety meds and stopped taking those. i switched to another med that isn't quite as effective but doesn't give me constant vertigo, so, win.

i was soooo stressed this summer though, god. when i get stressed i get baaad sensory overload. i had to get another MRI a few weeks ago and i was super stressed because i almost had a panic attack at the last one (from sensory overload). when i got out of this one and walked into the parking lot, i just screamed several times to let out my feelings lmao

pls let me not need another MRI this year sjgjajgjhghjakfhjk

#just laventadorn things

[princessnijireiki]

physical pro-tip: in general, but especially if your activity routine has been disrupted by shutdowns, self-iso, shelter in place, quarantining, etc— make sure to stretch at least once a day, preferably at least twice (wakeup & bedtime!) and before any physical activity you'd otherwise be going into cold...

now's a bad time to need an er trip for a rotator cuff, and an equally bad time to develop interrupted sleep (rest is imperative for immune system health) because you keep waking up from back pain or leg pain from tight hamstrings & glutes

psychological pro-tip: don't do things to fill your time just because they're "expected" of you or on-brand if you don't feel like it. feeling like you're locked up AND have (unpaid!) "homework" will only heighten your aggravation & the institutional feeling of your stressful situation... you don't have to "rise & grind," but you don't have to blog/vlog, either, you don't have to watch a certain show or talk to certain people...

it can be a good or a bad thing, but this whole set of circumstances with this pandemic will force a lot of people into self reflection and self evaluation, and will also force people to reflect on & evaluate their relationships to other things, places, hobbies, people, time, etc, and that's ok! we aren't all gonna come out the other side of this the same as we entered it, even if this disease were to burn itself out in a month (which it won't lmao... this is a shift of the global disease landscape for keeps, and the germs are just getting started)

anyway, yeah, google piriformis stretches if you don't know how to do those & don't do anything you don't have to do that makes you feel like you're in prison while we're all stuck under cootiebug house arrest, no need to make things harder for yourself if you can walk into another room, turn a tv off, go stand in a yard or on a fire escape or balcony, etc etc instead of pulling a spongebob "I don't need it" with your own sense of happiness or ease or inner peace. ✌🏽

#brought to you by the ''no seriously i've had this leg issue for a DECADE & still forget to stretch but it's dead important'' gang; #membership: 1 #also brought to you by realizing i don't 1. want to watch a bad movie 2. for a performer i don't care abt anymore as much as i used to #in order to 3. gif them for 4. a scene that i'm not really in re: rpc resource makers in 5. an rp hobby i haven't done in literal years #like actually i'd rather just... read a book yk? #it's ok to decide this is the moment for the past to be the past & clear the way for new choices in the future y'all 😎

[saltine-kakyoin]

HI SARAH!!!!!! i hope ur doing ok in quarantine mein schön broth-er 🥺🥺 for the ask thing, perhaps could you do 💕 🕹 📏 📖 🌼 and 🎁? i'm sorry it's kind of a lot!!!!!! you don't have to do any that you don't want to of course

HEY RUTH!!!!! 🥺🥺🥺 i’m doing okay!! i’m lowkey riddled w academic brainrot rn but i am also Starving so i’m hoping i will feel like a regular person after dinner 

😳 i hope you’re doing well, too! ; O ;/ thank you for sending these my way bruv, it’s not a lot at all!!

i do feel that my answers will probably become A Lot tho, so i’m going to put them under a readmore!

💕 your two top fave fictional characters

ohhh god, how is one supposed to choose…I don’t think I could faithfully answer this without saying kaworu nagisa from nge 🥺 something about the intrinsic loneliness and existentialism of his character has Hurt Me since 2014 (how has it been 6 years since i got into nge…….what the FUCK) another character i’ve been very 🥺 about lately is zane truesdale from ygo gx… If you asked me this question a month ago he would NOT have been my answer, but look. my sister and i have been watching gx since there’s nothing to do and doing that reignited my childhood crush on him.. umu I’m only in season 2 but they really show no mercy to him and it hearts my heart man..zane did Nothing to deserve this character arc + while i love aster and how much of a little shit he is, I cannot forgive him for sending zane down the path he’s on >:(

🕹 video game you are currently playing

unfortunately, dragon age: origins ; J ; i finished it before this trip to arkansas, and the idea was to play da2 + dai when i came home the next week, but Um… 😳😳😳 I’m trying to get my sister into it but she is a slow slow gal when it comes to video games, so it’s been a struggle 3

The worst part is that Ben has been at home playing the entire series over and over and is Super Familiar with all the spoilery stuff now, meaning he can fully flesh out his characters and the worldstate.. I have been stuck in the scope of origins for like 2 months now and i’m gonna go insane lmao!! never in my life have i been filled with such envy!

📏 how tall are you

mein broth-er exposes me at 7:19 EST….i’m between 5′ and 5′1″ ; J ; somehow, koichi is taller than me….. huge short king mama aye hours 3

📖 fave book

Ohh this question!! this is such a good question!

🌼 fave flower

you would thing, as the chick who buys bouquets for all my theater babies, that i would have some semblance of opinion on which flowers are the prettiest but alas, i have None 😳 all flowers are pretty and i don’t think i could ever choose a favorite… though i must say that i am Super endeared by those flowers that look like they have lil dudes sprouting outta them

🎁 best gift you ever received and why

ohhh Worm..we r opening This can of beans..The best gift i’ve ever received is my keyboard, which i got from this girl i was hardcore infatuated with during freshman + sophomore year! She gave it to me because she is a Band Kid and they really needed someone to play the keyboard in the pit + I was kind of considering it but was also really intimidated by the concept because I couldn’t play piano. i never did end up joining band, but the keyboard has been put to good use nonetheless! having that keyboard allowed me to learn a lot of my music at home, which allowed me to help out my fellow choristers figure out our lines during rehearsals! that helping has really stuck with me over the years, so much so that i’m going to school to be a choir teacher soon… mamba mimba

i’ve been really homesick for it lately, since I didn’t expect to be stuck in arkansas for so long..I impulse bought a new keyboard for my piano class that i’m giving to my nephew once I leave, but it’s not the same as good ole faithful, yk? :’( 

#ruth what the heck man these questions are makin me emotional ; J ; #ngl i do kinda really miss Home D: #these were really good picks though! thank you! #also i've been meaning to message you for the past few days but i haven't been able to bc of the essay #so!! be on the lookout for that! #fullmetal-the-last-alchemist #sriracha ask game #long post