#is this an egirl look i have no fucking idea

[bitchimasnake-sss]

hi! could i request some luffy fluff? i love how you write his dialogue, so maybe some pet names he would use? 🌸🦋

you have put an idea into my head that'll be very hard to get rid of @kingofthe-egirls hehe. the fic starts off as a crack!fic but i'll make it sweety-sweet towards the end!

the worst mistake ft. monkey d. luffy!

set-up: my headcanons based on what lovely @kingofthe-egirls asked! just our captain luffy and his absurd fucking nick-names.

warning: wholesome! more of a crack!fic (i dont know if its even remotely fluffy im sorry) than anything else. i do love me some good, self-indulgent stupid with my fav man on the sea :)

💗mistakes are a normal part of life. as bob ross said, "there are no mistakes, just happy accidents." well, he had clearly never made this catastrophic mistake. you had jokingly called luffy "bugaboo". emphasis on jokingly. 💗the sun was setting and you both were sitting on his bed, recalling the time zoro got lost and accidentally stumbled into a river-stream where local women were bathing. and afterwards how sanji wailed when he realized he wasn't there to witness it. your crew was weird, there was no doubt about it. but that wasn't the focus of the conversation. "heh" he snorted, "what did you call me?" "bugaboo?" you laughed, poking his cheek teasingly, "why?" he looked at you with his wide-eyed, honeyed gaze, "what does it mean? am i a bug?" with his wide eyes and stretchy smile, one might say so. but you didn't tell him that.

"its means... nothing?" you smiled softly, tracing your finger on the scar 'neath his eye, "it's just a nickname, baby. just something said out of affection." "out of affection?" he looked at your confused, "so anything can be a pet name?" you nodded in agreement, "pretty much, luff." worst fucking mistake of your life. 💗it was past dinner. and you and the captain were about to fall asleep to the noise of the crew chattering outside. "hey?" luffy hummed. and you hummed back in acknowledgement. "rice cooker." he mumbled into your chest, "you smell so nice~" you choked on your breath, spluttering, "lu-luff? did you just complement the rice cooker??" "no?" he looked up at you, bringing his finger to boop you on your nose, "i mean you. you, rice cooker. you smell so good, is it the soap sanji brought from that isla—" but you weren't listening to him. was he insulting you?? was he saying you were built like a rice cooker???? was he asking you to make him some rice, hence, you were the "rice cooker"?????? "luffy," you looked at him, concerned, "what do you mean rice cooker?!" "what?" he laughed, "it's a pet name. you said that a pet name can be anything?" when you stared at him, still concerned, he explained himself, "i mean like... i like you, i like rice cooker. cause it cooks rice—" "—go to sleep, luffy."

💗you had to clear it to him the next morning that nicknames cannot be that absurd. and when he asked you what qualifies as a nice pet-name, you tried really hard to think of some. "oooh, you like food right?" his eyes twinkled up at the mere mention of the topic. you grinned, satisfied, "so, like honey, sugar, pie, cherry. these are all examples of good pet names." he nodded at you with conviction in his eyes, as if he truly got you now. 💗it was lunch time now. and after beating up a marine ship, the entire crew was waiting for sanji to finish cooking so you could all stuff down some food. you were next to robin, sun-bathing and chatting ideally about a book she had lent you. she made a joke about how the character was dumb and you nodded and laughed along. in the midst of it, your boyfriend came and stood next to you, "hey?" both you and robin looked at the captain. you gave him a welcoming smile, "what's up, babe?" "so..." he looked over robin for a second before looking back at you. "i was just saying that i love you very much, my bombocado." his bombo- what? but before you could inquire him, he giggled and ran away. what??? and you resorted to look at robin, a bit confused. she replied back easily, "it's a brazilian dessert." is it now?

💗"what do you mean?" the captain looked at you confused when you told him bombocado wasn't a great pet name. "then, what else is a good nickname?" "i dunno." you sighed, "something normal like cherry or something." but that had opened yet another pandora's box. because now every time he saw you, he would refer to you as some fruit: "hey there, banana~" "i love you, my java plum." "should we go out on a date, pineapple?" "you look so pretty, my dragon fruit." a pause, "hey. my dad's name is dragon!!" you had given up on the idea of pet names. you would rather be addressed by your government given name than a pinecone. but now you were stuck with these absurd names. how wonderful. (but, i mean it was luffy who was saying them, so, you didn't exactly mind too much but when the entire crew caught on. boy the humiliation, the drama.). 💗but then one day, before drifting off to sleep, he slowly whispered, "i love you, cupcake." you almost jumped up in victory. almost. but instead, you chose to pet his hair softly and kiss him on his forehead, "good night, muffin." "—i love muffin." you kissed his forehead again as his hair tickled your skin, "ofcourse you do. goodnight, baby." "goodnight, honey nuts." just give up on ever having a normal nick name. i'm sorry. it won't happen.

💗jokes aside, here's my actual list of names that i think luffy would call you: 1. peach (cause you're sweet (in more ways than one) and because you once told him it meant ass and he laughed for 15 mins cause peach means ass) 2. mama (idk, sounds good to me? sounds like something he would just go along with) 3. lovebug (he once heard sanji say it and he thought it was so cute cause if hes a bug and you're a bug then you both together can be a bug-couple) 4. mi amor (heard sanji say it, thought it was pretty) 5. hot stuff (ussop convinced him that's what he calls kaya and kaya loves it) 6. sunshine (because you're his sunshine, what's not clicking??) 7. angel (because you're an angel, again, where's the confusion??) well, at the end of the day it doesn't matter what he called you. what mattered was that, you could come collapse in his arms. and he would squeeze his arms around you and tell you how he loved you. what were a few corny petnames to endure if you got all of his love in return?

a/n: i am convinced this is simultaneously the best and worst thing i've ever written. i hope it was atleast mildly satisfying @kingofthe-egirls <3

#one piece #opla #op #monkey d luffy #luffy x reader #luffy fluff #one piece fluff #op fluff #luffy fic #luffy fanfic #luffy imagine #op x reader #monkey d luffy x reader

[inkskinned]

they don't see it, because it is around them like air. to them, it would have to be through movies, through magazines. they think it happens outside of life, like it must be selected to be interacted with.

but you discovered in the fifth grade that you couldn't wear shirts with words on them, it was an excuse for someone to look at your chest. you were catcalled before you were in middle school. sometimes you look at that memory and deny it - surely that can't be right, you were young. but you were in a skirt, so maybe that was a natural byproduct. it was a skirt from that place "justice by limited too" - a store literally for kids. it was popular around then. you wore that skirt twice and then never again.

you can't wear headphones, because what if a man wants to talk to you? there's a guy on the internet who complains that women shut themselves off from being approached. at night, you often keep the headphones positioned but with the sound off, just in case you need to hear something behind you.

you learned at 12 that you can't make eye contact, don't acknowledge the aggression. just walk faster and hope he picks on somebody else. don't wear your hair like that. do not park next to that kind of car, park an entire cityblock away if you must.

you can't go to the museum, you're sitting and tying your shoe when he approaches you and mentions that nobody understands art anymore. that in the whole world, it's just you-two. you have no recourse for eating a meal (it's rabbit food if it's salad, and someone will roll their eyes, eat a sandwich. it's pick-me behavior if it's a burger, we get it you're a cool girl). if you like mushrooms you are cottagecore, which is cheesy. if you like video games you're an egirl (similar to a pick-me). boys do not get categories, but if you point out the categories are sexist, you are told okay but these girls really exist.

it is somehow developing, a little undercurrent that you've been uncomfortable with. the nickname "karen" went from being "a white woman that uses her whiteness as a weapon, particularly against people of color," to now mean "any woman raising her voice or being even a little upset." the reappropriation of a term used specifically to call out white women for their racism has set your skin on edge. now it is just another version of "bitch," one that can be said on television. recently you saw a woman get called a karen because a drunk driver sideswiped her, and she screamed when it happened. the comments on the dashcam video all say "why do women always scream about everything." "when has the world ever been bettered by women screaming." "this fucking karen. she deserved to get hit."

in the sitcom, it's a joke that the wife is furious; slamming her hands down into the sink. i do everything around here, might as well do this too. in your house, your father is always in-his-office. before you know better, your first boyfriend is the type to say it's just easier for you. you used to beg him to take you on dates. he used to make a big deal about it, about the sacrifice of effort, even if you were the one who did most of the planning.

someone on the internet makes a "POV: the most boring person you've ever met" where he puts a towel on his head and just talks like a normal person. his impression of a boring woman is just a woman that is talking about her pretty-average life without exaggeration.

you are sometimes actually sad in the reverse, because actually you did used to struggle to pay attention in conversations. you were also easily bored of normal things, your adhd pinging off of every radio tower in the vacinity. it took time and therapy and patience, and now you delight in the small things about your friends. you like having them show you their organizational systems and talk about their taylor swift tickets. you are entertained by them because you learned to be, even though your brain is structured to only be excited by novelty. you kind of hate the idea that the reason your father will never actually pay attention to you is that you're no longer interesting. eventually the shine wore off, and you were just a person, not a spaceship. he never learned how to just, like, form an actual intimate friendship. it was always at a distance, this sense - emotional closeness was too much. (and yes. he's homophobic).

you're already tired of whatever the fuck is happening with the words "divine feminine", a rancid take that is basically just a rebranding of the patriarchy in action. what the fuck do they mean "being small and delicate and needing protection" is feminine. the words they are looking for are that they want a partner, not that their desire for equivalent support is relegated to gender. the human desire for community is not actually gendered at all. also, what fucking wolves are these "divine masculine" men even battling. fuckken taxes? shouldn't their "desire to protect" also mean "protect you from emotional neglect", or are all emotions off-limits (and how sad would that be. that's a horrible bar to set.)

and they tell you it's really not bad actually, because it's just there. they suggest you get off the internet or you stop reading that book or you stop thinking so hard about the movie or you stop just-being-a-feminist because honestly it's a killjoy sort of thing and then you tilt your head to the side and there's that little siren in the back of your head. if things were actually fine, being a feminist wouldn't put a stop to anything, it would go completely unnoticed, because you wouldn't have any comment to make about any of this

but you are ruining your own life, they tell you. also, girls don't sit like that. also, all girls are catty. also, all girls are bad drivers. also, all girls just need a cute bracelet and an iced coffee.

you do like iced coffee, is the thing. when you close your eyes, the world around you has this strange note to it. and once you hear it, it never stops ringing.

#writeblr #this is far too long #sjw bullshit #idk i MEANT to write about somethng else completely and if i have time i will #about like . how if ur gay this is even more obvious #bc they like. hi ur 3 now where is ur boyfriend #and ur like. :) good news mother i have activated the lasers in my plush dog and he is dancing in the guts of my barbie

[anemptypuddingcup]

I’ll give you something to gnaw on.

Luffy x Female Zombie!Reader.

Smut short.

Idea from my bbygirl @milkzoro, their roles are just switched. This is also for her! Love you!

also tagging @coocoocatchoo, @bowsa-jr, @pileofmush & @kingofthe-egirls

Contains: Not much context on story. Reader is somewhat a playful zombie. Reader still having some of her remaining mind left. Reader understanding…a few words. A bit goofy in a way in the beginning. Dry humping & grinding. Yes….Luffy is having sex with a zombie that zombie being you. WAIT SO DOES THAT MEAN THIS IS NECROPHILIA!? Lemme stfu it’s overall wholesome. Reader being referred as peach for my baby.

“Okay- So what should I do w’ya? I can’ jus leave ya here foreva.”

Luffy stared at your semi-lifeless eyes, a bit of drool and dried blood seeping at the corners of your cloth gag. You continuously chew and gnaw on the cloth, assuming that it was something to eat. Though the more you chewed, the more you began to grow upset at the fact that you couldn’t swallow it. “Oi, that ain’ food Y’know peach-“ He groans, pinching your cheek. You growl out lazily to him, your cold and pale green hand pressing up against his wrist softly. “Why do I even bother, ya just a walkin’ dead body.” Luffy sighed.

You perk up at his words and look up at him, giving him a blank little stare which catches him off guard. You slowly turn over and crawl onto his lap, startling him even more and making him scoot back and away from you. “T-Th’hell?-“ Luffy stammers, a bit surprised that your movements weren’t so…lifeless anymore. You slowly your hands to his shoulders and tilt your head slowly at him, a lifeless groan leaving you as your rough fingertips scratched his soft and tanned skin.

“O-Oi! What’s up w’ya peachy!? Ya were jus actin’ all dumb a lil while ago!” Luffy asks you, making you flinch back a bit. You press your mouth to his shoulder and huff out angrily, trying to bite into his thick layer skin. He smirks and snickers before pulling you back and away from him. “Ehh? So ya ain as dumb as I thought? Ya still a lil’ slow, but smart at th’same time. Such a good gal ain’tcha peachy?” He compliments, pushing you away from him.

You groan out and claw lazily at his skin, reaching up before getting a grasp on his face. “Oi!-“ He pulls and furrows his brows, pulling your hands away and off of his face. You were persistent and continued to reach for his face, making him grip your wrist tightly and pull it away. “Dammit stop tryin’ t’touch me peachy!” Luffy groans out irritably, his teeth clenching tight as he pushes you away once again.

Your mind obviously didn’t understand the word no, and in a desperate attempt you continue to reach for him and try to get a bite out of him. A bit fed up with your struggling, he shoves you down into the couch cushions and sighs out as you begin to squirm around angrily. You groan out playfully, your legs and arms thrashing around slowly as you struggled and resist against him.

“O-Oi! S-Sit still!”

Luffy struggled to keep you still and a shaky groan spills past his lips as you continue to squirm beneath him. The more you moved, the more he began to grow hard and you obviously didn’t notice it until a bit later.

He sighs out shakily as he felt more irritated, knowing he couldn’t please himself around someone (or something half dead) like you without feeling weird meant that he obviously wouldn’t be able to take care of it.

At least he thought that…

He seemed to notice you growing more sedated and quiet as you felt his hot length pressed against your warm clothed cunt, and with that an idea begins to stir up in his mind. Your movements had stopped and you were just staring up at him with those cloudy lifeless eyes.

He felt butterflies stir up in his tummy, he couldn’t think to fuck you while you were obviously unable to think for feel for yourself. He slowly backs up off of you with the thought but you were stubborn.

You crawl over closer to him and he tries to shove you away. “Oi! No! Get away-“ He yells, not wanting you to get closer to him. Of course you disobeyed. You weakly grabs his hips and press your face closer against his erection, making him jump and struggle to shove you away. “OI! W-What’s w’ya! Get off!” He yells, slight moans leaving him as he watches you press your mouth against the fabric of his shorts.

He couldn’t help but sit there and watch as you tried to do whatever you were trying to do. Though sitting there and allowing to just sit there with your face against his crotch was just agonizing itself, his hand pressing up against your head and pushes you away once again. Even though you struggled, Luffy could tell that you had a sudden interest with his hard on. “Y-Ya…G-Get away from there peachy..Ya can’ be down there near m’dick like that…” Luffy demands, his breath hitching as he stared down at you.

You blink slowly yet blankly as he pulls you up back onto his lap. You wrap your arms around his neck and you smush your cold cheek up against his warm face. He sighs and pulls you closer to him, but a sudden movement against his erection causes him to jolt and hiss out. He feels you weakly grinding your hips against his, his hands slowly trailing down to your chilly hips.

He grips your hips and begins dragging your cunt along his hard cock, a groan leaving both him and you. “Ah~ Y-Ya don’t mind this…do ya peachy?” He asked, exhaling sharply as he begins to hump up into your cunt. Your weak grasp grows a bit tighter against him and a moan leaves your lips as you felt sudden warmth and stimulation shooting throughout your lower tummy and your cunt. You grip his shirt and begin to move your hips a bit faster, pressing your mouth up against his shoulder again.

“Ah~ F-Fuck…Ya so warm down there~” Luffy hums, pulling you closer to him. You mewl out to him, now letting go of his shoulders and laying back onto the couch. Luffy continues to grind up into your pussy, the feeling of your legs pulling him in closer making his eyes widen with excitement. He smirks and pulls your hips in more, huffing out shakily.

“Ahhh~ F-Fuck it. Here lemme take ya shorts off-“ Luffy groans out, his hands gripping and pulling your shorts off. A trail of thick slick disconnects from your pussy to the fabric of your shorts, and a groan leaves your lips as you felt the chilly air hit against your pussy. Luffy pulls his joggers and briefs down a bit, revealing his long and thick length to you.

He presses his shaft against your pussy lips and you shudder from the warmth, your eyes wincing slightly from his length pulsating against your cunt. He begins to slide his along your cunt, grinding and sliding it deep within your pussy. You whimper out, moving your hands up to your blush-dusted cheeks while Luffy concentrates on his pleasure. His tip continuously bumps up against your clit as he grinds into your pussy, now growing close to shoving his length past your entrance.

Your slick gives Luffy’s cock more lubricant, causing him to slide and grind into you a bit faster. His hands grips your cold thighs tightly and he begins to grow more vocal, a few heavy groans leaving him as he bit his bottom lip tight. His brows begin to furl as he whines out shakily, desperate to get a bit more friction or at least slide the tip inside of you.

Though felt that he couldn’t do that, not without your permission anyway.

“Hah~ Fuck ya pussy feels good~” He huffs, his body lying down and pressing up against yours, your breasts squishing against his scarred chest. You let out a little mewl and began to wrap your legs around his hips, pulling him in closer a bit more. He sighs out and smiles down at you, his hand moving from your hips and up to your face. He moves your hands and cups your face, his eyes half-lidded as he stared down into yours.

He was still grinding into your pussy and he watched your face twist and contort from the pleasure. They were rather adorable to him. He sighs out and presses his lips against yours, the cloth gag being the only barrier between your both. He pulls back and presses his face into your breasts while you stared at him, dazed and stunned.

“Lemme fuck ya…can I fuck ya peaches..? Will ya let me do it…?” He asks you, looking up into eyes. You tilt your head and Luffy move in close to your ear, whispering the question once again. “Can I…Can I fuck ya?” He whispers, his hand trailing along the cold skin of your neck. Your eyes widen in response and you let out a little noise before looking down at him. You slowly sit up, your hands pressing down against the soft couch cushions as you sat your own body up.

You scoot back and open your legs to him, breathing shakily yet thickly against him. Luffy sits up and stares down at you, watching as you struggled to get what appeared to be a form of words out. Luffy quickly pulls down the gag and pulls his hand away, watching as you finally spoke to him for the first time.

“Nngh…Y-Yessss- Mmghyesss!” You say, shaking yours head up and down slowly while Luffy watched. Luffy chuckles before pulling the cloth gag back into your mouth, tighten it so it wouldn’t fall off.

With your approval, Luffy wastes no time pressing his tip against your entrance and slowly thrusting in. You groan and gasp out, slowly throwing your head back as you felt his cock enter inside of you. It was warm and thick, stretching your warm walls as he entered with ease. “Mmgh~ Ahhh~” You gasp out, your hands reaching back up to cup your own face. Luffy grabs your hands and places them around his neck, giving you his toothy grin while he did so.

You kept your legs wrapped tight around his hips as he begins to thrust into you, gasping out as he felt your walls suck him in. Your breasts bounced at every thrust, each one harder than the last. “Mmgh~ Mmmh~” You mewl out and turn your head away, your brows furrowing as the pleasure began to hit you hard like a brick. Luffy groaned out while he stared down into your eyes, a few whines leaving him as he begins to pound into you.

“Mmgh Fuck! Hah, ya pussy is s’good~ Y-Ya s’warm and soft inside and s’sticky~” Luffy moans out, pressing his face up against your neck.

Even if you were a cold and lifeless walking corpse, your insides were still all warm and snug around his cock. A breathless and scratchy moan left your lips as you felt him thrust deep inside of you, his arms holding on to your legs while he pounds into your cunt. Your toes curls unconsciously from the pleasure and your hands were practically tearing Luffy’s t-shirt strap. Your teeth clenches tight against the cloth gag while your eyes shuts tight from the pleasure.

Your grasp begins to slip from Luffy’s t-shirt as you felt yourself melting on his cock, the pleasure was so wonderful yet so strong. His cock made your whole body feel hot and fluffy, yet you felt your insides melting while they were being churned by Luffy’s dick. “Ah! Ah!~” You gasp out and arch your back as you felt something wanting to rush out of you, your orgasm was growing close and Luffy had noticed.

A giggle leaves past his lips as he felt you tighten a bit more on his length, he knew how close you were and he couldn’t wait any longer to see your cute face once you cum. “Ahh? Peaches! Ya close ain’tcha?~ Ya gonna cum baby?” He asks you, chuckling as he continues to pound into your pussy. You lied there breathless, yet you gasp and moaned out as you felt yourself wanting to cum. It was a very very strong feeling.

You whimper out and a heavy gasp leaves you as you felt Luffy hit you hard against your g-spot. Luffy presses soft smooches against your cold green skin, pressing kisses all on your scars along your neck and collarbone. You release his t-shirt and place your hands on his shoulders, a sigh leaving you as your arch your back once again. “Mmgh! Nngh!~ Mmh!” You whimper and squirm around, your walls pulsating and fluttering around Luffy’s cock as you finally felt yourself ready to release.

Luffy continues to pound into your cunt and you let out a loud mewl, your cunt finally cumming around his length. “Mmmh! Ahhh~” You gasp and whine out shakily while Luffy watched your face twist from your orgasm. Your thick and creamy cum coats his cock and he was surprised to see that you creamed instead of squirted. He was satisfied either way but his body wasn’t.

He watched you catch your breath and he notices that you’re struggling to move and turn over. Luffy smiles and grabs your hips, pulling you farther into his cock and making you let out a sudden shaky gasp. He pulls back out, a thick trail of your cum disconnecting from his cock and spilling out onto the couch cushions. You look at him with a blank yet slightly confused expression as he turns you over onto your tummy.

“I still haven’ came yet baby gal~” He whispers to you, a little snicker falling after.

He slowly pushes his cock back into you making you groan out before he grabs your arms and pulls you up off of the couch. He pulls you back onto his cock and he continues to thrust into you making you whine and mewl out from slight overstimulation. The sound of his hips slapping stickily into yours echoes throughout the living room. Your whines and whimpers growing loud as your pussy was overstimulated and didn’t want anymore.

It was growing so addictive. His cock buried deep inside of you and kissing your sweetest spots. Fuck it was so good, even in the afterlife.

Even as a zombie.

Luffy feels you unconsciously tighten around him and he presses his head against your cold shoulder. He could see a little tummy bulge forming in your lower tummy from his thrusts against your cervix. He adored your reactions. Even if you were a mere zombie, you’d still had a bit of human left within you. He honestly thought it was more adorable watching you squirm against him, whining and mewling out in pleasure from his cock.

He loves it and he began to gain a liking to you.

“Does m’dick feel good baby? Ya keep moaning such pretty souns’ in m’ear.” Luffy whisper to you, his hand reaching up to grab your breast. He groped and massages the fatty tissue, making you mewl out and roll your head back slowly. He sees your cloudy eyes rolling back from the pleasure and he chuckles, adoring your wonderful little face. “Fuck, s’cute ain’tcha?~ M’dick makin’ ya feel s’good, Ya pussy suckin’ in m’cock~ Ahhh~” He huff out, the dirty thoughts causing him to fuck into your cunt a bit rougher.

Luffy hisses into your ear, the feeling of his cock twitching against your wall making you shudder a bit. His rough hand practically squeezes your breast, a gasp leaving him as he felt himself ready to cum. He lets go of your arms and presses your body down against the soft cushions of the couch, his body pressing up against yours as he ruts and pounds into your pussy.

His arms around your body and he gasps out, huffing heavily in your ear as he his orgasm was right there on the edge. “Mmgh~ Fuck m’gonna cum peach~ M’cummin’ baby!~” He groans, lying his head against your shoulder. You huffed heavily as your hand grasped the couch cushions tightly, your nails tearing the fabric slightly while Luffy kissed your cervix so good.

“Mmgh!~ MMH!~” You gasp out loudly to Luffy as you cum around his cock again, coating his length in your thick creamy essence once more. “Cummin’! C-Cummin’!~” Luffy gives your pussy a few more thrusts before he finally releases deep inside of your cunt, pumping you full of cum and filling your pussy up. Your body shudders as you felt him fill your pussy up, a few groans leaving your lips as you looked back at Luffy.

Luffy huffs heavily against you, mewling out as he laid his head down against your cold skin. His body was warm laying against yours, warming both you and your cold skin up. Luffy snickers against your skin before pressing a smooch to your shoulder. You breathe out another scratchy breath as you rested your head against your arms, a sleepy groan escaping past your lips as you lie there relaxed and fully satisfied.

A snore fills you ears and you lift your head before looking back to Luffy. He had surprisingly feel asleep, with his head resting up against your cold skin. You blink blankly and look around before resting your head in your arms.

You lie there and await for Luffy to wake up, guarding him while keeping warm in the process. You smile softly, lying there all snug and comfy as you relaxed against Luffy’s warmer body. He snored and drooled against you skin, humming out sweetly as he wraps his arms around you tighter.

You softly hold his hand and lay there, waiting for him to wake up so you could play again.

#puddingspookyseries #dividers ->cafekitsune #one piece #one piece smut #one piece fluff #op smut #op fluff #one piece x female reader #one piece luffy #op luffy #luffy smut #luffy fluff #monkey d luffy #luffy x female reader

[kibblz-n-bitz]

Keep Watching.

Short drabble i wrote for @kingofthe-egirls and @bokutosbiceps

Summary: You and Ace play a "game" while watching a show.

Warnings: Fingering, Ace is a Tease, he's also a lil mean🤭

"Keep your eyes on the screen, babe." Ace's voice rumbles against your back, where his warm chest is pressed against you.

You squirm in his warm embrace as his hands trail all over your body. He chuckles, breath fanning against your ear as you arch into his hands. You want to turn your head into his neck so badly, but you knew you had to obey him, or there'd be dire consequences. You two had just started an hour long episode of some stupid show. If you could sit through the entire thing without cumming or looking away from the screen, Ace would reward you. Sounds easy, right?

Wrong.

Not even past the intro, and already Ace is kissing at your neck and shoulder while one of his hands plays with your nipple. You knew he was hellbent on getting you to lose. He loved teasing you. It turned him on to see you whine and squirm as you fought your orgasm, only to writhe in pleasure as it finally took over you. But you really wanted to win this time. You weren't going to give in so easily, you told yourself.

So here you were, leaned against him in your bed, facing the TV. Ace continued fondling your breasts, but decided to up the ante. He kissed you below the ear. You gasped and tipped your head back against his shoulder, still watching the television. You felt wetness pool between your legs.

"A-Ace..." You whine, frustrated at his lack of mercy.

"Hmm? Something wrong?" The boy hummed against you, his other hand now traveling further downward. He paused to draw slow circles against your navel. That fucking tease. Ace sucks a bruise into your shoulder before speaking again. "Want me to stop?"

"No..."

"Then keep watching."

With that, he dips his hand lower. His other hand gropes at each breast accordingly, alternating between tugging at your nipple and rolling it between his fingers. A chuckle vibrates through his chest as he brushes against your wet pussy through your panties.

"Already?" He applies pressure to your clit and you gasp, your hands fisting the bedsheets. "We aren't even 10 minutes in, babe."

"Shut up," You huff, legs kicking out a bit under Ace's ministrations. "You aren't... -mnhh-... playing fair."

"Oh, really?" Ace hums against your ear. He nips at it. "I think I'm being pretty fair."

His fingers tug harshly at your nipple as his other hand down on your clit through the fabric. You let out a moan, head thrown back onto Ace's shoulder. He laughs at you again. "This 'isn't fair.'"

"Oh! P-please, Ace, you c-haa... You can't!" You plead as you squirm in his arms.

"Then keep those eyes forward, baby." He nudges your head from where it's on his shoulder. "You don't want me stopping, do you?"

Cruel bastard.

Ace lets you watch a little further on into the episode before going further. Your eye twitches when you feel his hand that rubbing against you through fabric now push past the waistband of your panties. His fingers trail through your soaked lips and you whimper, clamping your legs shut around his hand.

"Ah ah ah," Ace chides you as his other hand reaches down to spread your legs again. He cooes at you, "Can't have that now, Darlin'"

His voice darkens as one hand prys you open, while the other dips into your folds. "You're supposed to take what I fucking give you."

Your pussy flutters, your breath quickens and you whine at his dominating words. Fuck, how many minutes were left? You blinked at the TV, mind cloudy. 28 minutes in, 32 to go. Your fists balled against the sheets, you clench your jaw momentarily. You could do this.

Ace had other plans. He knew you wanted to win, more than anything. He wasn't going to let you, but it was adorable to see you try. He had an idea.

His fingers stroked your pussy, never dipping in, occasionally circling your clit on the upstroke. When you'd try to push your hips into his fingers, trying to get him inside, he'd pull his hand away.

"Stay still." Ace rumbles into your ear. It's a warning, one you must obey. small whimpers and gasps escape you as your boyfriend continues teasing your pussy.

When he finally does dip into your pussy, you breathe a sigh of relief. His teasing was starting to drive you insane. You weren't sure if you would've lasted much longer if he'd kept it up. So the feeling of him sliding his middle finger into your pussy is much appreciated. He curls his finger and you moan, legs twitching. He his finger in and out of you for a while, teasing, he knows you want more. You check the time.

35 minutes. 25 to go.

Ace chuckles at your resolve, your determination to see this through. He adds another finger, this time moving at a bit of a quicker pace. You bite your lip. Shit. Ace laughs again, this time at the way you twitch when he curls his fingers just right. You whimper and grip at his forearm.

"A-Ace-"

His fingers speed up, and you're moaning and writhing in his arms, not sure whether to curl away from the pleasure or bask in it. His fingers reach deep. Wet sounds can be heard from where he's fingerfucking you, and you flush to your ears in embarrassment.

"Hear how wet ya are, gal?" Ace's fingers keep up their rough assault against your g spot. Your thighs tremble as you try to stave off your impending orgasm. "Such a good girl. You gonna be good f'me?"

Your hips buck as his fingers curl repeatdly against your bundle of nerves, nails digging into Ace's arm from where you hold him. Biting your lip, you nod. You want to be good. You want to make it through the episode. Your eye peeks open (you hadn't realized they shut) to check the time once more.

20 minutes left.

"Please, Ace..." You whine. Your other hand comes up to bury itself in the boy's hair from where he's got his chin hooked over your shoulder. Gently scratching his scalp, you try all the stops to try and get him to show some mercy.

"Please what, Y/N?"

"P-please... slow d-ah! Down..."

"Poor baby, what's wrong?" Ace cooes, lack of sympathy evident in his tone. "Ya gonna cum?"

"Ffgh- No... I j-just-"

"Then take it."

His other hand, that was holding your leg open, now reaches down to circle your clit. Electric pleasure shoots through your body. You're warm from the inside out, God you're not gonna make it.

"Ace!" You cry, hand fisted into his hair. Your hips twitch as your orgasm approaches. Trying to stop it now was futile. The boy laughs as you writhe in his arms.

"Shhh, I know baby, I know." He kisses your cheek. "Just let go, baby. Let go."

You feel the pleasure wash over you. The pounding of blood in your ears washes away any other noise, the TV or the challenge you were given far away from your mind. You roll your hips against Ace's hand, riding out your orgasm. Basking in all it's glory before the punishment you knew would come.

When you finally come down, Ace is lazily trailing his fingers through your pussy. You turn your head to face him and he looks back at you, shit-eating grin etched onto his face.

"You lost, Y/N."

#portgas ace x reader #portgas ace smut #one piece smut #im so sorry for the abrupt ending #but im so tired and i just wanted to finish this LMFAOOO #not beta read btw #who care :P

[murderoushagthesequel]

🐰🐸🌸

how did you manage to give me the hardest questions SIGH

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

I have. No idea. It depends on the person a lot to be honest. There isn't one thing that tells me who you are (except whether or not you like strawberry ice cream) it's an overall vibe. There are little things about each person and some of them will be immediate green or red flags for some people but not for others. But also, to quote Sirius Black, "If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals."

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

It's so wild honestly. Like it's cottagecore and chaotic academia and fucking egirl and high school history teacher and idek. It's a mess. I love it.

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

Probably that time my friend told me I dress like a divorced dad (since then she has also said I'm a grandma and I think that's a great combo). But idk. Somebody once said my writing was god tier and i malfunctioned for a bit there.

#beo's corner! #hag's asks #ask game

[jazzyslibrary]

warriors: super edition: firestar's quest

date started: 23/07/2022 | date finished: 31/07/2022

i like that the book starts off as pretty much a direct sequel to the darkest hour despite it being published two years after the actual sequel, “midnight”.

it has follow-ups to the battle versus bloodclan and references that sandstorm had helped mistyfoot train stormpaw and featherpaw (now stormfur and feathertail in this book) and they are said to have become good friends after that and sandstorm goes to talk with mistyfoot at the gathering. i just thought that was sweet :)

also some dustpelt sass was unexpected but appreciated. especially because he’s being sassy to firestar who is his leader, i don’t think most cats talk like that to their leaders. firestar got a random vision of skyclan leaving a gathering and he stops walking towards fourtrees and dustpelt just says (well actually he grumbles) “for starclan’s sake, do you have to stop dead like that? any cat would think you’d forgotten the way.”

hehe i just thought it was funnie xD

also i totally forgot that this is the book where longtail loses his vision. i thought he was a warrior for way longer than that. in my memory he still had his vision at least until the power of three. i guess i just forgot. poor boy :(

i was a little disappointed that bluestar was against trying to help skyclan and used the “four trees = four clans” argument again. only the last time she said it, she meant that a clan shouldn’t be driven out of the forest. i do understand a little because there isn’t room for a fifth clan and the clans all end up leaving the forest to go to the lake anyway. and i do think a clan leader leaving their clan for such a long time and potentially not making it back is a bad idea. like in the new prophecy when young warriors/apprentices are sent on a journey it’s a bit more believable.

i do like that skyclan being driven out by the twoleg developments goes right with the story of the series it precedes. even though this book was written after the new prophecy, it does make the story feel more connected somehow. i just like it!

when firestar asks sandstorm to come with him it made me realise that despite being his partner, they have barely talked to each other this book. sandstorm always seems to be the one checking in on him and he’s cheating on his wife with a dead cat kinda. plus the fact that she knows she’s his second choice is really sad. and he just randomly says hey come with me after she confronts him about that and everything is okay now? ugh, and firestar never has to change and be a better cat husband and can still go talk to his egirl on discord woohoo.

skywatcher giving firestar the prophecy about the three was unexpected.

spottedleaf’s presence in this book (and every book) is annoying and mostly doesn’t warrant itself existing. like when she comes to tell them that burdock root can treat rat bites and it causes conflict between firestar and sandstorm. she tells sandstorm that their relationship could never be and that firestar loves her. but after sandstorm can’t hear her, she tells firestar that she wishes things could have been different. like what a big fuck you to that moment and to sandstorm. firestar and spottedleaf need to stop. i’m looking forward to the new povs in the next books and won’t have to deal with firestar anymore haha. also the cats had totally figured out that they needed to take down the leader of the rats but spottedleaf found it necessary to give a dumb prophecy “not many, but one” like thanks but we knew.

i love leafdapple as a name, it’s just so pretty and totally puts an image of her in your head. it’s almost sad that she loses that name when she becomes skyclan’s leader, but i of course support her being leader.

i liked the epilogue just surprising me with firestar going to see sandstorm in the nursery with their two babies. it was a sweet scene.

i’m just looking forward to skyclan’s destiny and when i finally read the new series and skyclan joins the other clans at the lake.

#my reading journal #author: erin hunter #series: warriors #series: warriors: super edition #genre: fiction #genre: fantasy #genre: xenofiction #year read: 2022

[vampireskull]

and @ my last post: that’s also the beef i have with aesthetics. The way aesthetics are talked about online makes it seem like you HAVE to choose an aesthetic and stick to it in every part of your life. But maybe I don’t want to do that because I contain multitudes. I am not an ‘Egirl’ or ‘Cottagecore Girl’ or ‘That Girl’ I am myself.  I am an entire fucking person with likes and dislikes and opinions and hobbies and dreams and I refuse to be tied down by the idea that I have to choose a niche for myself where everyone ultimately looks and acts the same way and likes the same things because of some twisted sense of obligation to like those things. 

This century feels so deeply devoid of real individuality. There are so many aesthetics and movements to choose from but there is no originality or creativity. I’m so sick of it. 

#⚰️

[spammerjammer]

My Story So Far

My boyfriend of over a year now (long distance but we’ve been together for several months irl) is very depressed and always has been. But now his controlling mother is cutting off his internet access and he wants to dump me since he can’t talk to me anymore. I can’t say I blame him, but this man promised to stay by my side forever. I know it’s corny stuff that all couples tell each other, but with all my illnesses he said he’d take care of me through (and has), this especially stings. I’d thought that after all we’ve been through together that not being able to talk very much (apart from frequent texting, basically how the beginning of our relationship was) wouldn’t drive us apart...

He’s told me before procedures that if anything went wrong he’d never find another woman, if we get married he’d never remarry, etc.. Him saying he wants to dump me because he’s “just a burden, will only start fights over this, etc.” just feels like he’s looking for a reason to leave without feeling guilty. When I was 17 and started my health journey, I knew deep down I’d probably be alone no matter how beautiful people may think I am. And that’s okay. But to have someone love me anyway and promise to stay by my side turn on me so suddenly like this, it just hurts so much deeper than if we’d never met and I was still alone. I thought we could help each other. He could take care of me physically on my bad health days and I’d help him through his bad mental health days (he said I was the only one that helped him in his life).

I just feel so unlovable. I’ve got a lot of internalized ableism, I know. It just cuts extra deep because I have reproductive health issues, and lots of men I meet treat me as “future baby maker” rather than someone with dreams of career. I’m not even capable of having children... and this man came along and said not only was this okay, but that it works perfectly since he doesn’t want any either.

He treated me like a queen for so long. He still does in some aspects, but it’s become toxic. He said he’d get better about his insecurities regarding me having male friends or wearing my normal clothes (shorts, skirts, typical egirl fashions), but he hasn’t much. He says he wants to ‘protect’ me from men harassing me irl and online (I was stalked for two years online before), but it just rubs me the wrong way. He tells me that because all my male friends asked me out in the past (one was literally in middle school and he’s later come out!) that I shouldn’t be comfy around him and should stop contact. I know it’s his insecurities, but I really dislike that whenever I tell him he shouldn’t control me like this he has a mental breakdown and talks about dumping me and unaliving himself because he’s “such a piece of shit”.

I don’t know what fucking trauma triggered this, but clearly I internalized the “I can fix him” shit way too deep and have no idea what to do. I used to see women in similar situations and questioned why they’d stay. But I get it now. He can be so amazing sometimes. And other times he’s just so terrible. I’m isolated from my friends and most of my family (apart from my parents whom I live with). I don’t know why I try to cover for him, but he begs me not to tell my parents about the stuff he texts me so I don’t. I have this stupid idea that I’ll fix him because I’ve somewhat improved him from the time we’ve met and that has to count for something. I truly want the best for him. I really do.

#personal #nobody is gonna read this anyway #my diary #I quit my job for this man like a dumbass #I’m such a fucking idiot #I was on track to be an mma fighter #crazy world

[bittersweet-mojo]

You wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid

tip me lol https://cash.app/$BitterMojo

#selfie #my face #makeup #alt makeup #egirl #is this an egirl look i have no fucking idea #anyway i got new blush and eyeshadow and i am KILLING it #ok to rb!! #give me attention plz #about me

[jadequeen88]

Incel Tomura

I couldn’t think of a good title for this, so... I just went with something real blunt. Anyway, this was inspired by a friend and how she actually met her IRL boyfriend.

PAIRING: Incel!Shigaraki x egirl!reader

TW: face sitting, degradation, mommy kink, reader basically bullying Tomura (he deserves it)

3.2k~

AS ALWAYS MY FICS ARE STRICTLY 18+

“TCH!”

Tomura scoffed at the screen of his laptop. The Discord server he helped admin had gone to shit since he let that idiot Dabi loosen the requirements to join. It was one thing when Toga joined. He knew she was a decent gamer. But you? With those stereotypical cat-ear headsets, perfectly done make-up and short skirts? Please… He saw right through you. Just another fake ~uwu~ e-girl trying to pretend they knew what they were talking about.

It didn’t end with you being annoyingly informed in the gaming chat, either. You were always in the anime and manga chats, too… Suggesting different ones that there’s no way you actually enjoyed.

But the WORST part of you being in the server? Spamming the picture chat with selfies and outfit pics. No, it wasn’t against the guidelines and yes, you got lots of compliments (of course, you were clearly hot), but it made Tomura livid. Where there used to be pics of half-built PCs and screenshots of character upgrades, now there were endless pictures meant to tease and bait the guys in the server.

Today’s picture is what sent him completely over the edge. Your hair was put up in two messy space buns, signature pink cat-eared headset perched on your head. Your black, mesh top was straining against your tight, hot pink bra, barely hiding your cleavage and your slender neck was adorned with a chunky, black collar with a large, silver ring hanging from the front. The icing on the cake, though… the thing that broke him, was the face you were making. Eyes crossed, little pink tongue lolling past your perfect hot-pink lips, it was an obvious ahegao face. The caption read:

“New collar! Thank you for da gift @XxXknifey_wifeyXxX”

Followed by a bunch of annoying ass emojis.

Tomura shifted in his gaming chair, his growing bulge making his sweats tight. He gritted his teeth and opened his DMs…

******

You snickered as you opened your text chat with Dabi. Poor Tomura… He had no clue his friend was an old high school buddy of yours and sent screenshots every single time he bitched about your presence on the server. At first, it was just a couple of snide comments, but you quickly decided to turn it into a game. You’d add more emojis than you normally would, flirt shamelessly with Toga in the chat, and be very vocal with your opinions. Then it progressed with more and more selfies, pics showing off your new skirts, and pics of your pink, girly gaming setup. Today you pushed it with the ahegao face, you’ll admit. It was pretty out of character for you, but you couldn’t wait to hear about Tomura’s reaction from Dabi.

It was everything you hoped it would be:

Decay_666_

So can we give those bitches their own chat or what? Seriously, I’m sick of seeing their shit everywhere. Did you see her ahegao face selfie? This server was supposed to be for ACTUAL gamers, not fake e-girl sluts spamming the chat with their bullshit…

Cremation_Daddy

Lol, damn dude, calm down… we can make a separate chat. You’re the only one on the server complaining. Y/N really fucking you up that bad?

Decay_666_

Oh, fuck off… she’s just being an attention whore and it’s getting on my nerves.

Cremation_Daddy

Yeah, whatever you say. Prolly jerkin it to that selfie right now

You didn’t know why, but you kinda had a crush on the skinny loser. Knowing how worked up he’d get over the smallest things you did thrilled you. You wanted to know just how badly you affected him and today was the day you’d find out.

*****

Tomura heard a ping from his monitor alerting him to a new DM. expecting it to be Dabi giving him more shit, he scowled and clicked over to his Discord tab. When he saw that it was you DMing him, it was like someone had poured a bucket of ice water over his head. He could barely type he was so nervous.

Y/N

Hey :)

Decay_666_

Hi

Y/N

How did you like my new collar?

Tomura panicked. Had Dabi said something? There’s no way he’d do that. How did he even respond to that? He decided to feign ignorance.

Decay_666_

What collar?

Y/N

*image*

He audibly gasped. You sent him the selfie you’d posted in the chat earlier. Somehow, it was even hotter than the first time he’d seen it. Probably because you had sent it to him. You wanted to make sure he saw it. The thought alone made him painfully hard. He typed out a shaky response:

Decay_666_

Yeah… you look really pretty :)

He grimaced. He couldn’t think of anything clever when he was put on the spot like that. Plus, how long had it been since he’d spoken to a girl one on one? Much less a hot one? Never. That’s when.

Y/N

Aww, you’re so sweet :) wanna see it in person?

Now Tomura was wondering if he’d died and gone to heaven. Did she want to meet up? Wearing that fucking collar? There’s no way… He stared at the screen for a good ten minutes before another ping brought him back to reality.

Y/N

I’m free now if you are. Plus, there’s a new episode of *insert favorite anime* out and I didn’t wanna watch it alone.

Decay_666_

Yeah. Sure.

His response was almost uninterested but inside he was panicking. When was the last time he showered? How much time did he have to get ready? Did he even have any clean clothes? He leaped from his chair and ran to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Another ping rang out and he raced to check his DMs to see that you’d sent your address. To his surprise, you only lived a short walk from him. Another jolt of excitement shot through his spine as he quickly responded.

Decay_666_

Be over in 30 :)

He turned on the shower then started picking through his pile of clothes finding the ones that smelled the least offensive. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this nervous and excited at the same time.

*****

 Tomura shifted from one foot to the other, nervously scratching at the side of his neck. He caught himself before the skin there broke and he ended up having to deal with a bloody neck on top of already being a nervous wreck. He’d only been standing outside your apartment for a minute or two, but it felt like an eternity. He kept checking his phone to distract himself. Just as he was starting to question if this had been a good idea, the door flung open.

His eyes widened and his mouth turned into a thin line. You answered the door in a fucking towel. He began opening and closing his mouth like a fish that had been plucked from the water. You giggled innocently like it was perfectly normal to answer the door nearly naked.

“You’re here a little earlier than I expected! I just got out of the shower. Come on in,” you moved to the side to give him room to walk through the door into your small apartment. You were sure to not move completely out of the way so he’d have to almost brush against your chest. You could feel him stiffen and hold his breath as he passed by.

This was going to be so much fun…

*****

Tomura’s dick had been painfully hard the moment he’d seen you in that towel. Luckily, when you’d gone into your bedroom to get dressed, he was able to position it in his waistband so he wouldn’t be pitching a tent in front of you. The thought of you noticing him popping a boner just by looking at you in a towel was mortifying. 

However, what you decided to change into didn’t help his situation. Your baby pink terry cloth shorts would have shown the curve of your ass had it not been for the little row of ruffles around the bottom. Your tank top, the same baby pink color as your shorts, was pulled tight across your chest (holy shit, were you not wearing a bra?!). A fleeting glance at your chest proved to Tomura that you definitely were not wearing a bra.

“You can come on back,” you beckoned from the doorway of your bedroom, “I thought we’d be more comfortable in here…”

He gulped and rubbed his sweaty palms on his jeans before nodding and rising to walk towards you. Your room was foreign to him. Decorated with all shades of pink and purple, soft, plush bedding, and a soft pink glow emanated from the LED strip lights that lined the walls. Tomura stood awkwardly, looking around for a chair to sit in when you flopped onto your bed and began pulling up the streaming app on your tv. 

You looked up at him sweetly and patted the spot on the plush comforter next to you. “Come sit, Tomu! You don’t have to stand way over there. I don’t stink, ya know,” the wink you gave him made his knees buckle.

“Umm,” he chuckled nervously, “No, of course not. You, uhh… you smell…”

No, you were way too close. This was bad. There’s no way he would be able to string together a coherent thought, much less hold an actual conversation with you. You pout and lean in even closer to him.

“Tomuuuuu!” fuck, he hated that he loved that stupid nickname, “You think I smell?!”

“What?! N-no, not at all. I was trying to say that-”

Before he could finish his sentence, you tilted your head to the side offering up your neck for him to smell and he swears his eyes crossed as he tried to absorb what was happening.

“I even wore my new perfume! Go on, smell. Tell me what you think,” you smirk looking out of the corner of your eye.

Fuck.

You were teasing him, he knew you were, but his dick was so hard that he was completely at your mercy. He leaned in to take a tentative sniff and his eyes wandered lower. His breath hitched when he noticed the outline of your hardened nipples peeking through the thin material of your tank top. Before he knew what was happening, you turned your face forward and put your mouth next to his ear.

“Are you looking down my shirt, you pervert?” you purred. Tomura made some sort of incoherent noise and pulled away.

You laughed and pushed his shoulder playfully, “Geeze, I’m just kidding! You’re wound so tight.” you pause making a thoughtful face.

“Oh, I know how to help! Come on, over here,” you pulled him between your spread thighs and proceeded to rub his shoulders, working out all of the knots in his lean back.

After a few seconds, Tomura began to relax into your touch, slumping slightly and letting out a tiny sigh. He was deathly still the entire time you massaged him. He was terrified if he moved too much that his raging boner would free itself from his waistband. When your hands left his shoulders, he started to move away just to be pulled back into your lap. His head landed in your cleavage as your hands trailed down his chest. 

“Hmm, so tense, Tomu,” you whispered into the crown of his hair, “Is my massage not working?”

He wanted to yell that of course he was tensed up. That his dick is the hardest it’s ever been in his life and if he doesn’t hold as still as possible, he’s scared he might start humping the air like a pathetic dog. Before he can answer, your hand trails down to the waistband of his jeans, and he freezes. The tips of your fingers brush across his leaking tip and Tomura lets out a low, needy moan before he can stop himself.

“Just what I thought,” you purred as you began to trail your fingers up and down the hard bulge in his jeans, “Pathetic. Look at you, so fucking hard for me. And all I did was rub your shoulders.” He wanted to defend himself, but all he could do was whine as his eyes rolled in the back of his head while you continued touching him through his jeans.

“And to think, I never thought you’d want anything to do with some fake bimbo like me. Because I only game and watch anime for attention, right?” you squeeze his cock through his jeans, causing him to yelp. “Well? What do you have to say for yourself, incel? Wanna tell me why your dick is this hard for me if I’m so annoying to you?”

The realization that Dabi had told you everything flitted through the back of his mind, but he didn’t have room in his brain right then to be mad at him. He had to do whatever he needed to do to keep you touching him.

“I, ahh... I’m s-sorry,” he stuttered pathetically. The front of his jeans was wet from your teasing and the denim was rubbing him raw through his thin boxers, “D-didn’t, fuck, didn’t mean it like… ahh, l-like th-that.”

You loved how easily you could wreck him. You pet his hair back from his sweaty brow as you cooed at him lovingly.

“You know,” you removed your hand from the front of his jeans and he whined from the lack of friction, “You really hurt my feelings, baby. I thought you were so cool and the whole time, behind my back, you said just mean things about me.”

He sat up and turned to face you. His pathetic, needy gaze shot straight to your core. The power you held made you drunk and you desperately wanted more.

“No, no no no…” he grabbed your hands and you realized how clammy they were, “I’m-I’m so sorry. Please! Please…”

“Hmm,” you studied him for a moment, “Well… There might be a way you could make me feel a little better.” you tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, “You were so mean to me.”

“Anything! Please! I-I’ll do anything for you!” desperation started creeping in, thinking you’d leave him hanging with no relief. Little did he know, you had no intention of letting him go any time soon. Your plush lips curled into a devious smile. A soft hand reached up cupping his jaw.

“What a good boy, Tomu,” a tremor passed through his body. You reached over to your nightstand and pulled out the collar you’d taken the selfie in. 

“You know,” the collar danced between your painted nails, “This also came with a leash. I was thinking,” your lust-filled eyes meet his, “If you wanted to be a good boy for me… You’d let me see how pretty it looks around your neck.”

Tomura hesitated, his eyes rapidly moving between your eyes and the collar you held. After a moment of consideration, he nodded. You giggled and clapped your hands together excitedly leaping off the bed. You returned with a short, chain-link leash.

“Now,” you leaned in and fastened the collar around his neck. Your bodies were centimeters apart and Tomura thought he might pass out, “When you’re wearing your collar, you don’t call me Y/N,” you nudge his ear with your nose and whisper, “You call me ‘Mommy.’ Do you understand?” you feel him nod against your face.

“That’s not how good boys answer their Mommy. When you answer me, you say, ‘Yes Mommy’ or ‘No Mommy.’ Is that clear?”

“Y-yes… Mommy.”

“Mmm, what a good boy,” you placed a soft kiss on his neck and he let out the most delicious whimper. You hooked a finger through the ring on the front of the collar, “You’re gonna go sit in Mommy’s gaming chair and let her use you as a toy. Okay?” 

Tomura’s head was spinning and he almost couldn’t answer until you jerked him by his collar, “Y-yes, Mommy. Please, please make me your toy.”

You stood and dragged him over to your chair and made him sit, “What a polite boy you are! Saying ‘please’ without being asked. If you keep that up, you just might get a reward,” his belt buckle rattled as you worked his jeans down his narrow hips. 

A ragged breath escaped his chapped lips as you removed your tiny shorts revealing a black, lace thong. You straddled his lap, your dripping slit hovering a centimeter over the angry, leaking head of his cock. His hands shook as you placed them on your hips and slowly moved your thong to the side. Descending an inch at a time, only teasing his tip, was causing him to come undone underneath you.

“You’re already so close and I’ve only put the tip in. You better be a good boy and not come until I tell you to or you’re going to be punished,” you pushed another couple of inches inside and he nearly wept.

“I-I’m trying, M-mommy! I wanna be a good boy!”

“Mmm, I know, baby. You’re doing so,” another inch, “So…” and another, “Well.” you were fully seated on his cock now. Tomura knew he wouldn’t last. Your velvet walls were sucking him down harder than anything ever had before. It made his fleshlight feel like it was made of sandpaper. You had ruined him for anything else. 

With a few rolls of your hips and some high, airy moans, he was about to bust. “Mommy! Mommy, please! I-I’m g-gonna…”

“Tomu,” your voice was authoritative now, “If you come in Mommy’s pussy, I’m going to make you clean it out with your tongue then I’m going to sit on your face until I come as many times as I want.” your hand wrapped around his throat and you started bouncing on his cock. Your filthy words and aggressive motions catapulted him into an orgasm.

“You bad, BAD boy,” a smack to his cheek broke off his moans, “You disobeyed me! Did you do that on purpose?” your hand around his neck flexes, “Are you just a dirty incel that wants Mommy to get mean with you? Answer, Tomu!”

“Yes, Mommy!”

“Tell Mommy what you are…”

“I-I’m a-a… dirty incel.”

“And what do you want?”

“W-want… want Mommy to b-be mean to me…”

You lift him by the collar and attach the leash. He’s thrown onto the bed and you waste no time hovering your dripping slit over his face.

“Now,” you jerk the leash, “Clean up your mess.”

Tomura knew he should be disgusted right now, but his dick was getting harder by the second. With each lick inside your sloppy hole, he shamelessly moaned against your skin. The vibrations were going straight to your clit, causing you to ride his face harder. This went on until you’d almost reached your peak.

“Oh, baby,” you’re making Mommy feel so, so good, “I-I’m gonna…”

Tomura grabbed your ass and moved you back and forth on his face as he sucked your clit into his mouth. Your orgasm hit hard and fast. You lifted your body giving him a moment to breathe before sitting back down, earning a startled mumble from him.

“Don’t think that’s all,” you laughed and humped his face, making his eyes roll into the back of his head, “Be a good boy and mommy might even let you come…”

Tomura only nodded as he began to eat you again like he was starved. Maybe all the stuff you posted in the Discord server wasn’t so annoying anymore...

#Shigaraki #tomura shigaraki #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #shigaraki x you #bnha smut #tw // mommy kink #tw degradation #tw face sitting #jade writes smut

[kwonhoshi0]

𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐮𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐬 | h.c

navigation | requests : open | 15th feb 2021 |

pairing : bakugou, denki, todoroki x fem!reader

genre : suggestive, fluff

warnings : suggestive

themes : mutual pining, corpse, arctic moneys, chase atlantic, alt reader, praise

songs : egirls are ruining my life|corpse, devilish| chase-atlantic, why’d you only ever call me when your high|arctic monkey

THE GIF OH MYNGUDHD

[ bakugou ]

> this man has your post notifs on lmaooo

> you’ve been flirting with eachother for what seems like years

> you liked him and at one point you just said fuck it and flirted with him and he .. didn’t tell you to fuck off

> so you just carried on fearing your life each time

> but also growing more confident each time

> the sexual tension around you is UnBEARABLE

> you didn’t make this tiktok for him but you kinda hoped he’d see it

> ‘y/n <3 posted a new video!’ as the notif popped up he expected it to be another dancing video with mina or denki

> his eyes widened seeing the red led light a little confused until you popped up with a small black skirt, rings chains and a oversized grey jumper

> he watched you as you lip sync ‘choke my like you hate me but you love me lowkey wanna date me when you fuck me’

> he is red, you put emphasis on fuck me as you played with your chains not breaking eye contact from the camera

> man was blushing like crazy and horny

> since the sports festival everyone was pining over you on tiktok which denki and mina told you about, also being why you decided to join

> you don’t usually post thirst traps or anything suggestive it’s normally just dancing videos with friends or random funny videos

> after rewatching the video 2525 times he goes to get a drink bc . youre hot and he’s thirsty for you

> he goes downstairs to see you laying on the sofa with the same outfit

> he had no idea what he was doing so he just said impulsively ‘dumbass, get here now’

> he leads you to his room as you look at him in confusion before unconsciously biting your bottom lip,,, so he pins you against the nearest wall

> ‘bakugou what are you-’ smAShes lips against yours and as soon as you don’t object he’s biting your bottom lip and tugging on your chains making you both groan

> yeah that night was <3 fun <3

[ denki ]

> this poor boy

> you were bestfriends but there was always a moment when you hung out and thought he was going to kiss you or make a move but he never did

> mina suggested making a thirst trap tiktok to see how he’d react

> he almost short circuits watching your tongue slide over your teeth like that

> ‘devilish, fucking with my guys yuh, i make sacrificed you make lies up, heaven lost an angel when i signed up, i might fuck your friend i made my mind up’

> instant boner. instant

> you look amazing and he’s still replaying the video

> he only stops when you walk into the common room to see him watching it

> ‘i look that good huh’ you grinned laughing as he sighed leaning his head back against the sofa to look at you

> ‘you look better than good’ you raise your eyebrow challenging him which he gladly accepts

> he jumped up and took your hand leading him to his room ignoring your questions he opened the door with your back and pushed you on down his bed simultaneously he whispered

> ‘you’re not getting out of this one baby’

> yeah aizawa is asking why you can’t walk during training the next day

[ todoroki ]

> he doesn’t use tiktok

> he doesn’t really get the appeal so when he sees your thirst trap tiktok it’s because he heard mina begging you to post it

> ‘y/n please you look so hot post itt! why let it just sit in your drafts people have to see the masterpiece that is your fangs’ she whined

> he was confused and intrigued so he checked it out

> you had just posted something probably because of mina

> he watched as the ring light lit up your face a little as you mouthed

> ‘why’d you only ever call me when you’re high, why’d you only ever call me when your high’

> as soon as you mouthed the last word it transitoned to a red light and your tongue swiping over your teeth showing fangs

> he was confused and turned on

> he saw you that night in the kitchen making tea probably for your head since it’s movie night and bakugou and denki often scream at the movie characters choices

> ‘y/n can i see your teeth?’ you were a bit confused but used your tongue to lift up your lip to show him

> ‘hmm’ he moved closer to you, your hands behind you against the counter

> ‘why’ you questioned as he continued to stare at you

> ‘they suited you.. they’re cute’

‘the fangs?, you liked them hm’ you were very very nervous but that didn’t stop you from prying after all, suppressing your emotions for someone everyone wanted wasn’t easy

> he moved closer towards you his body caging you in slightly against the counter your back was against, his eyes staring into yours

> ‘i liked them’ was all he said before you felt his breath on you

> you leaned closer and when you realised he wasn’t backing away or protesting you brought your lips up to his, his hands now completely caging you in

> you moved in sync as if you had been longing for eachother

> he lifted you onto the countertop unsure of where to place his hands

> you lift them up to your waist and feel warmth spread through your face as todoroki layed his head comfortably against your shoulder

> ‘THEY FINALLY FUCKING KISSED ALL IT LOOK WAS Y/NS THIRST TRAP’ you heard mina yell from the door

> you sighed rolling your eyes as he laughed into your shoulder before going silent for a second, bringing his face back in front of yours he says with a confused expression

> ‘what is a thirst trap?’

A/N :

this has been in my drafts for so long because i just don’t l i k e it much

taglist : @todoroki-shoto-is-life @blazedbakugou @luluwiie @blue-gold-demigod-clouds @gaysimpsstuff

#mha x reader #my hero headcanons #bnha headcanons #mha hcs #bnha hcs #todoroki hcs #bakugou hcs #denki hcs #kaminari hcs #todoroki headcanons #bakugou headcanons #bnha x reader #kaminari headcanons #denki headcanons #mha #bnha #my hero academia #mha denki #mha bakugou fluff #mha todoroki fluff #mha denki fluff #mha kaminari #mha imagines #bakugou imagines #todoroki imagines #kaminari imagines #bakugou scenarios #kaminari scenario #mha scenarios #todoroki scenario

[cinnamonest]

Ok but that Scara and egirl post just👌idk but I hate bitchy-overly sexy-egirl who only relies on her look. Don't get me wrong, i like sexy girls and I'm a bisexual, but my taste of sexy are the ones like Beidou, So the bitchy ones just always got my blood boil for some reason.

I also a very, very neutral person to scaramouche. I just... don't quite care about him unlike some people, BUT then this idea dropped and j was like; (insert surprised Pikachu face here) WOW

Never in my mind crossed this idea of scaramouche abducted some bitchy egirl and tame her. Marvelous. Beautiful.

Yes, scaramouche surely the best person to do something like this, to fucking tame a bitch who only sell her body to men. This is a very scaramouche thing to do.

You have no idea how my blood runs wild with this idea. This is amazing.

I would very love it to see the damned, spoiled bitchy brat getting tamed by scaramouche. Oh how beautiful it would be.

-🥭

He's terrible about it too, so mean. Any anger thrown at him is tossed back with something to the effect of telling you that it's your fault, you were out there basically selling yourself. You WANTED guys to look at you and want you and lust after you so why are you complaining when that backfired on you? Maybe you shouldn't have been such a slut, huh.

Definitely makes you call your poor spineless beta boyfriend and break up with him. Tell him you found someone better. That you're not coming home, you decided to go run off with the new guy.

"New boyfriend" isn't some cuck that will let you whore yourself out, though. Not that he won't still get pictures of you... for himself of course. Except he'll take actual pictures of you getting fucked and your actual body... none of that cockteasing barely-covered shit you used to post online.

#tw: misogyny #lena's asks #q #.sc

[marktuansvevo]

got7 reacts to something theyve never experienced before in a relationship

warning(s); slight cursing, sexual content in bam’s part

mark; being jealous

mark understood why his past partners could be jealous of him in his line of work. as long as it didn’t get out of hand, he thought it was cute. he was never the jealous one in the relationship. he didn’t even know what jealousy felt like....

....until tonight.

you were mark’s entire world. you excited him, you built him up like no other. never before could he see himself spending his life with someone before you came along. you made the world brighter to him.

but now he was only seeing red. 

you had been a trainee and never debuted, which you weren’t too upset about, you had a boyfriend you loved and a career with less physical and time demands than being in the entertainment industry. this meant that you knew a lot of other bands, stray kids being one of them. chan was, quite frankly, your best friend during your trainee days, so when you saw him at this afterparty you were attending with mark, you threw yourself into his arms.

mark just watched you from afar.

and his blood boiled.

chan spun you around in his arms, the biggest smile on his stupid, handsome face. “yah!! y/n! mark didn’t say you’d be here.”

you giggled, trying to keep your tears at bay. you put your hands on his face, poking his dimples. mark scoffed at the blush that was forming on his friend’s face. “god, chan i missed you so much.”

“bro, you look constipated,” bam snuck up behind him. “dude, your face is so red right now.”

mark rolled his eyes. “these parties are so annoying.” he didn’t take his eyes off of you as you caught up with chan, who still had his hand around your waist.

bam followed his line of vision. “shit, you’re not constipated, you’re jealous. yugyeom, come look at him!”

mark walked away from his intoxicated friends and up to you. you smiled at him before returning to your conversation with chan. 

“y/n, we have to go,” mark said lowly, smiling a sickly fake smile at chan, who immediately dropped his hand from your waist. 

“why, baby, we just got here? are you not feeling good?” you asked. he wanted to feel bad, your voice was laced with concern.

“something like that. see you, chan.”

as you got in the car, you smiled at him, poking his cheek. “somebody’s jealous, huh?”

“huh? of chan? i don’t know what you’re talking about,” he clenched his jaw, not making eye contact with you as he steered his car out of the parking lot. you were giggling now.

“you’re cute when you’re jealous. maybe i should make more time for chan.”

“y/n!!!”

jaebeom; wearing disguises in public

jaebeom never thought he would have to dress up in a disguise to go out in public. and jae would never want to put you in such a position. it was draining, and you, as his girlfriend knew that he despised it.

but you wanted to go to a concert with him.

and you wanted to stand in the pit with him and be part of it. don’t get you wrong, you loved when he bought you suite seats or could watch his shows from backstage, but you wanted to sway to ariana grande in th pit with your boyfriend.

“cmon, jae, i think everyone is going to be paying attention to ari. we can skip the opening act?” you suggested.

“y/n, i don’t want to take a chance...im sorry,” he pouted at you. you sighed, trying to figure out what to do.

“what about disguises?” he said. “like, we could wear our halloween costumes?” you were giggling to yourself, but your boyfriend seemed like the idea.

“i could wear my jesus wig and you could paint a beard on me?” he said with serious eyes.

“jae, you hate going out in disguises.”

“true...but, babe, this will be fun. you could wear your sailor mars wig, it’d be cute,”

okay, this was a really cute idea and you were warming up to it...if it made your boyfriend more comfortable to be out in a crowd of so many people, you were down to try it out.

“this really feels like halloween in july,” you giggled as you used mascara to draw a beard on his chin.

“do I look like jesus??” he asked childishly.

“well, you don’t look like im jaebeom of got7, that’s for sure,”

“you look like an egirl,” he laughed at himself. “don’t hate, you know you love it,” you said. “we look so cute, let’s take a mirror selfie and post in later,”

“no, then people will be on to us,” your boyfriend sent a pout in your direction as he looked at his makeshift beard in the mirror. “I look sexy as fuck in a beard,”

“super sexy aegyo please?”

the two of you arrived at the arena, not be noticed by anyone, but jae was still on edge, so you held his hand tight as you made your way into the pit.

“im so excited!!” you shouted over the noise. he shook his head before leaning in to kiss you. the two of you danced the whole night away to arianas crooning, his arms around you as you swayed to her pretty, soothing voice. the two of you let the world fade away while ariana sang honeymoon ave in the background.

jackson; his significant other saying ily first.

it was no secret that jackson was stock full of love and kindness. he had had other partners before you, all with him ending up getting too attached, or scaring them away when he said “I love you” too early.

he did not want to scare you away, and honestly, he had known he loved you two months into dating, but he didn’t want to scare you away, so he never outwardly said those three little words to you.

he wasn’t expecting you to say it, first though.

you had invited him over for dinner and a movie, just wanting a chill night in with your boyfriend. he brought the wine and promised to give you a back massage, so really, what more could you want on this chilly thursday night?

“what’s been going on, honey? you know you can tell me anything,” jackson whispered into your ear as he helped you out of your clothes.

“I feel like I deserve to oversee my department at work. i have the most education of all of them, more experience than them, and generally, I am more optimistic than my superiors….,” you sighed, letting him rub just under your shoulder blades, which had been itching all week.

“mmm?”

“i think they might be scared of powerful women who like to wear hot pink fendi suits to work,” you smiled, knowing he would be offended at your joke. you could almost feel him pouting.

“so the reason you can’t get the job is because your superiors don’t like the suits your boyfriend buys you? wow, what a way to hurt a guy’s pride…,” he followed your lead on the joke, trying to make you laugh because he knew this was really getting to you. “baby, I think you should go to their boss and see if you can get a promotion…tell them everything you told me, okay? i know you’re not only the best woman for the job, but the best person for the job…period,” he said, making you feel so overwhelmed with emotion. none of your previous partners had ever revered you the way jackson had. you felt so incredibly blessed and in love, you couldn’t help yourself.

“god, jackson, I love you so much,” you whispered.

the movement of his soft hands on your back stopped abruptly at your words. ‘oh god, was it too early to say that?’

“j-jackson…im sorry-“

“ive been waiting to say that to you,” he breathed against your lips, closing the distance that was between them.

“jackson wang….you love me?” you could feel the tears building. the man of your dreams was in love with you, too.

“i love you,” he whispered reverently.

“say it again,” you begged. he said it like a mantra.

“i love you, i love you….i love you..”

jinyoung; moving in together

jinyoung thought you were so cute. you were ecstatic to move with jinyoung. you had been living in your shared apartment with your mom your whole life and we’re excited to start a new chapter of your life. jinyoung didn’t think you were taking in the fact that moving is one of the most stressful things a person can go through.

he didn’t want to rain on your parade, though.

the two of you got settled into your new apartment after a long day of unpacking. jinyoung kissed you as you laid onto your new king sized bed. “im gonna grab takeout, you want your usual?” he asked sweetly, squeezing your hand. you just nodded, squeezing his hand back.

you watched as jinyoung walked out of your shared bedroom. that’s when the dam broke. you were so overwhelmed. you didn’t know how to make warm water happen in your shower, you didn’t have your wifi set up, and you forgot your favorite teddy bear at your moms. you missed teddy and your wifi and your mom.

“hey, i ordered you two egg rolls and they gave us three - hey, baby, are you crying?”

“no,” you replied lamely. “I miss teddy,” you wailed miserably.

“teddy...the...stuffed bear?” he asked.

“i slept with him every night for the past 20 something years.”

“baby...we can get your bear in the morning...,”

“we don’t have netflix set up so how am i supposed to sleep tonight?”

“y/n...,” he chuckled. you frowned harder now that he was laughing at you. “moving isn’t as exciting as it looks. tomorrow, we will fix the wifi, okay? and we can visit your mom and rescue teddy.”

“okay...okay. im sorry, im just a bit overwhelmed,” you confessed.

“its gonna be okay, honey. it’s a lot to take in, i know. but you can hold me instead of teddy, and ill sing you to sleep,” he whispered, the takeout now long forgotten. before you could fall asleep, he pulled his iphone out of his back pocket and pulled you into his chest to take a selfie. “there. now we have a picture of us in our bed for the first time.”

“i love you, you sap.”

even though you called him the sap, the next day you went to the pharmacy to get the photo printed and frame it. when jinyoung came home from the market that day, he eyed the frame on your bed stand, smirking at you.

“oh, so im the sap, hmm?”

youngjae; picking up the tab

it was the first date the two of you had been on since youngjae had been on tour. he told you to get dressed up and that the two of you would go out for a fancy dinner and catch up on everything. this is why you loved him, because while you wanted to hear all about his stories of life and tour abroad, he always wanted to hear about everything that was going at home, to see if you were alright.

youngjae looked dazzling in a black checked suit, while you matched him with a little black dress that made him groan when you stepped out of the bathroom. “can we skip dinner?” he’d ask cheekily. you rolled your eyes at him before kissing him on the cheek. “we aren’t skipping dinner, and we definitely won’t be skipping dessert,” you winked before leading him to the car.

the two of you ate dinner together, him holding your hand and looking at you with stars in his eyes as you told him stories that had happened while he was away. you ordered appetizers, drinks, shared an entrée, and youngjae even ordered you a slice of apple pie for the two of you to share.

“baby, I’m going to go use the restroom,” youngjae said before kissing your hand. “’kay, don’t get mugged, please,” you teased him. he shook his head at your playfulness. you watched as he left before frantically waving your arms at your waitress. she ran over to you, checking if you were alright.

“I just wanted to wonder if I can pick up the cheque really quick? I wanted to pick it up for my boyfriend as a surprise,” you spoke in a hushed tone, making the waitress giggle. she nodded her head before handing it to her. you handed her your credit card, thanking her before your boyfriend had any suspicions of what you were up to.

youngjae came out of the bathroom as soon as the waitress set the cheque down. you were applying your lipstick so you couldn’t snatch it in time. you watched as his pretty brown eyes scanned the receipt, looking confused as ever. “is this a joke? what kind of waitress lets the girlfriend pay?”

“jae,” you giggled. “you don’t always have to pay for dinner. I wanted to treat you…I missed you so much,” you confided, watching his expression from anger into warmth.

“oh, thank you honey, you are so sweet and thoughtful, I love you so much,” you let him wrap his suit jacket around your arms before planting a kiss to your forehead. “but that will be the last time you ever do that.”

“shut up, i like doing nice things for you,” you pouted.

“since you paid for dinner tonight, i have to put out, right?”

he ran to the car before you could slap him in the chest.

bam; his s/o borrowing his clothes

remember how joey never shared his food? well that’s how bam was with his wardrobe. he was very particular about his clothing, not letting people borrow them at all. yugyeom used to steal his clothes just to be petty and piss his best friend off. he had never let past partners borrow his clothes, and nothing was going to change, it wasn’t his fault, it was an obsession. if you were sure of one thing, it was to not steal your boyfriends clothes.

but one day, while he was gone from work, you thought you would take pictures of yourself in only one of his blazers to tease him.

you weren’t expecting him to walk through the door while you were trying to take self timer pictures of yourself.

“baby? what are you doing?” bam asked, laughing as you let out a squeal of surprise.

“i..i wanted to surprise you...,” he tsked, pulling away to look at his blazer. “i know you don’t like me wearing your things..,” you stammered as he circled you.

“you have such pretty things, though, bam,”

“you look so sexy in this,” he purred. “you were trying to get me worked up while im trying to work?”

“u...uhhh,” you couldn’t think coherently with you boyfriend acting so domineering. you gasped as he slid his hand up to your cunt, rubbing your clit in little circles. “bam...please...,” you groaned. 

“keep the blazer on,” he said as you writhed in his grip.

“its gonna get all sweaty though and then you’ll yell at me,” you teased him as you followed him to the bed. 

bam just groaned. “baby, im sorry I haven’t let you borrow my clothes before but you look better in them than me. now, let me fuck you and i promise you can have anything you want in that closet.”

he knew exactly how to shut you up.

yugyeom; his s/o buying him flowers

yugyeom was always so stressed during comeback season. you always scolded him when he forgot to eat, or wasn’t staying hydrated enough, but you were so proud of him. seeing the smile on his face and the way he walked a little taller was so worth it.

he was still busy during comeback season, coming home late after all the videos he had to shoot for publicity.

one night, yugyeom had gotten home around midnight to a bouquet of pink roses and a handwritten note from you. it read; “I am so proud of you, my love. congrats on breath… I can always feel your love,” he blushed and giggled to himself, thinking, “isn’t the guy supposed to buy the girlfriend the flowers?” he wandered into your shared bedroom to see you sprawled into his side, with your book in your hands, a soft snore leaving your lips. he nudged you, not intending to wake you up, he could thank you in the morning. but he did accidentally. “yeom?” you whispered. 

“shh, baby go back to sleep,” he shushed, changing into his pjs. 

“did you like the flowers?” you asked, suddenly awake now. 

“theyre really pretty, baby, but aren’t I supposed to buy you the flowers?” 

you narrowed your eyes at him. “not my boyfriend being a sexist,” 

“yah! y/n stop it, I didn’t mean it that way!! I love them, you remembered I said I love roses,” he was pouting now, pulling you into his chest to spoon you. his voice got quieter now. “no one’s ever remembered my favorite flowers…much less bought them for me,” he paused, kissing the back of your neck before closing his eyes and falling fast asleep.

he was whipped.

#got7 #got7 scenarios #got7 reactions #got7 preferences #got7 writing #got7 imagines #park jinyoung #mark tuan #choi youngjae #kim yugyeom #bambam #jackson wang #im jaebeom #got7 writings

[iwaasfairy]

omg can i just say it took so much courage to send in the ask about iwa in egirl skirt and u in white and being corrupted,,,, ur such a good writer im so relieved that u liked the idea :ccc i feel so honoured to have a reply thank u sm <3

can i also talk about atsumu in ur prev post? saying that u cant get his new pretty white tulle skirt dirty but fucking into u so hard that u cant help but squirt all over it and him,,, then he just fucks u harder as punishment, since the front is already dirty anyway why not go for the entire tulle material til its dripping?? <3 (also im not sure if u take anons who identify by emojis :( but if you do could i go by 🌼?)

🌼 nonnie, it’s nice to meet you!! and please i loved it so much, i live for the guys in skirts. thank you a million for this sweet message too, i hope you have a good day/night!! please never be shy to talk to me or anything, it’s literally why i’m here and as long as you follow my rules pretty much anything is a-go here ♡(｡•ˇ艸•)

tw teasing, squirting, lil darcyphilia, degradation

The way your arms are wrapped around your own knees, keeping them nicely in place as he curls his fingers in and out of you, over and over again until you can’t possibly think of anything but the press of those rough fingertips and the heat swelling in your lower belly. Atsumu grunts, rubbing his tongue over your puffy clit as your legs twitch, trying your very hardest not to just lock him there and ride out your coming orgasm on his face already. “Tsumu, please,” you cry, digging your own nails into your skin, “just fuck me, I wanna -ah, wanna cum on your cock, please.”

“Yeah?” He grins when dipping back down to wrap his lips around your clit and sucks, making your entire body spasm and tremble with pleasure. Moans falling out of your mouth, breathing even heavier. He stands up to really pump his fingers into you a few more times, curling them into your plush walls without mercy.  But the accomplished grin on his face when you cry out a string of incoherent swears says it clear enough. He doesn’t feel like playing by your requests today. “Gonna cum on this pretty cock like the desperate, messy slut ya are? Cum all over, hah, get me all wet?

“Yes, I want to. Just,” you oblige when he urges your legs down and to rest around his narrow waist, looking so perfect between your legs, “just fill me up already. Want you so bad.” He lifts the fabric of the piece of clothing that started this whole thing with a little grin, hard cock twitching against his stomach for attention before he grabs it and runs his slicked up fingers over his cock to let more precum drip out. “Tsumu!” you full on whine now, locking your legs around his glutes and forcing him closer. But when you reach for the white skirt to have something to cling to, he grabs your wrists and pushes them down next to your head with gleaming eyes.

“Don’t think so, dumb girl,” he coos, before reaching down to lift the tule enough again not to get in the way. It’s so visual, any time the flushed cockhead appears from under it your pussy clenches desperately to be filled with him. But he grabs your leg to spread them a bit further, before he lines up. At your whines and moans he leans down to kiss you, tongue melting with yours and making you taste yourself on him, before he pulls back to look between your bodies at the way your slick pussy waits for him. “Yer gonna take it how I give it to ya. Such a filthy fuckin’ cockslut, wet even from seein’ yer boyfriend in a skirt.”

The warm tip rubs over your gushing pussy a few times as he grunts, and you reach up to wrap your arms around him to urge him in already. When he resists a little by flexing his thigh muscles against you so you can’t move him, you throw your head back, tears welling up at the frustration of being teased like this. “God, fuck, Tsumu! Please just fuck me, I can’t wait anymore.” The press of your nails in his pretty skin and the tears welling up must be enough to finally convince your bully of a boyfriend. “I’m so close, p-please,” your voice so soft and little, “I want to cum s-so bad.”

“Aww, my baby’s gonna cry? Guess I’ll give in.” With one smooth push he slides into your soft cunny, grunting at the tightness as you bite through your tears at the stretch of taking him so fast, whining at the mean tactic. He grabs your face to pull you into another kiss, then letting his hand slide down your throat to hold you in place. “Just bought this, so ya better not get it dirty,” he says, but the way he starts snapping his hips into you, angled right into the spot that’s guaranteed to make you cum quickly, there’s very little truth behind it. His free hand moves between your two bodies, roughly rubbing your puffy nub that makes your eyes clench shut and toes curl.

“Wait,” you cry, holding onto his shoulder, “w-wait! Tsumu! T-Oh, fuck! Hold on, I’m gonna make a mess like that!” He doesn’t, the rhythmic pounding into your sensitive walls only going faster. “Ahh- w-I gotta—”

“Want ya to ruin the sheets,” he cuts in, heaving himself over you more so you’re stuck entirely in the heat of your two bodies. He clenches his teeth, continuously stroking your clit until you try to push his hand away, but he’s stronger. “Do it, I know ya can. Fuckin’ cum.” That’s sadly not a doubt with his relentless motions. Your muscles clench before you even have the chance to tell him, feeling a rushing sensation from your belly before your knees lock and your back arches off the bed, cumming with a loud moan.

“Holy— fuck, Atsumu!” Everything goes black and you shudder as a different sensation makes your muscles shake, gushing out and pushing his cock out of you by sheer force. Everything feels so wet and sticky, but his rubbing doesn’t stop until you really have to hiss and push him away from your clit. You take deep breaths, before opening your tear-filled eyes to his surprised expression, one that quickly changes to a smug grin.

“Ya got me all dirty and wet, slut.” He peels the ruined, white skirt off his skin with a hiss himself, stroking his hard cock still. He didn’t cum yet, but looking at the mess you made on him, he’s not far off. “Look at what yer squirtin’ did, huh?”

His cock twitches as he looks back up at you, even more when you pout. “I’m sorry.”

But he leans down to press a kiss to your forehead and then your mouth, before grinning. “No need. Yer gonna make it up to me.” Then he slides the leaking head of his cock back between your legs and into your still-sensitive cunt to slide it in and out a few inches, only fucking you so shallowly. “Gonna cum inside ya first, and then we’re gonna see if ya can do that again.”

#haikyuu smut #miya atsumu x reader #🍯honey.pot #tw.squirting #tw.degradation #tw.feminization #tw.darcyphilia #💫ch.atsumu #🥧atsumu.skirt #🌼 nonnie

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only a vague idea but hc that hypixel armor kinda looks like sports equipment . in the case of bedwars idk how "pajamas that look like sports equipment" would work but there SKFJDMFND . based this idea on how liek . hypixel rlly had this modern aesthetic sometimes bcoz of the style of its maps n the abundance of egirls and catboys ? but they rebranded main lobby into a medieval fantasy aesthetic complete with lore so </3

ok but literally same. moreso with games like bedwars that would realistically need players to have some form of padding or protection, but don't have pvp as the main focus of the game.

even the games that do involve more realistic armor don't have people like, running around in a full medieval suit of armor though. it's still a lot simpler, partially to give the wearer more mobility to run around.

also yeah i have very mixed feelings about the new lobby. it looks fucking SICK and i am interested about the lore implications, but it interferes with my lore so it makes me sad. however in my mind hypixel has kinda always been a mix of fantasy and futuristic elements, and the old main lobby was very fantasy themed too, it just wasn't as in depth.

#ask tag #talk tag #adamdropp #hypixel

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For those of you who made it through my laughably incoherent ethabaster think piece, here’s some hc’s, you’ve earned them:

- Ethan has sole possession of their one shared brain cell. Alabaster is not allowed to even look at it. This is because they used to have two but Al broke the good one trying to blow up something (probably Percy).

- If Al finds out Ethan left without some form of magical protection i.e. a sigil, a crystal, ground eggshells, he will be pretty much vibrating with nerves until Ethan gets back so he can give him a once-over.

- Alabaster’s from a very witchy family who all worship Hecate for many reasons that differ depending on which estranged relative you ask and they all kinda saw Al as the first coming of witch Christ so he had a lot of expectations at a very young age.

- Ethan knows this and tries to lift as much Titan army business off his shoulders as possible.

- He accidentally lifts too much off to the point where he is drowning in work and is now the one in need of saving. But does he tell anyone that if he looks at one more stack of demands from his mile long list of bosses he’s going to cry for five hours? Of course not don’t be ridiculous.

- Alabaster immediately hated Percy as soon as he heard the guys name but due to the arena stuff and telling Thalia not to k*ll him Ethan actually held a bit of respect for Percy which annoyed Al to no end.

-This was until the not-so-peaceful peace talk in tlo when Percy starts shit talking Nemesis and Ethan just internally goes “actually the witch bitch was right this guy sucks ass”

-However, under no circumstances will Ethan ever tell this to Alabaster; not because he values his pride (he has none) but because he knows the life of a demigod is short and he doesn’t want to spend the rest of his very short one hearing Al rub that one thing in his face for every single second of it.

- And I mean Every. Single. Second.

- So yeah he takes that to the grave and doesn’t even tell anyone in the underworld in case they tell Al when he dies and he doesn’t want to spend the rest of his afterlife with Al being a dumbass. (also yes Ethan got into Elysium, fuck you)

- (Actually I have another idea about where Ethan went post-life but that’s so far from canon it’s more of an AU than a headcanon so we’re gonna leave that out for now)

- Al thought he was the one in charge of the Hecate kids because he was the most powerful and the highest ranking in the army but he was Not. That was Ethan. The Hecate kids thought Ethan was their unofficial adopted baby brother but little did they know he was the mum the whole time.

- Ethan is the only thing standing between them and starving to death. He also does the younger kids hair and gives everyone with long hair super intricate braids that stay out of their faces during “field work”. Al thinks this is more of him trying to take the weight off his shoulders but Ethan knows that if he doesn’t do this shit no one will so he kinda has to. Not that he doesn’t like doing it. being helpful is his love language.

 - Because of their powers over the mist the Hecate kids of the army were notorious pranksters who were usually at war with the Hermes kids (wars usually declared by Al because he rolled a zero on self restraint) but none of them prank Ethan because “nooooo you can’t do him he babey 🥺”

- Ethan has simply decided that what the magic prank wizards don’t know can’t hurt them and just turns to his blind side whenever he sees them sneaking off the ship to get Micky D’s in the middle of the night to stay on their good sides.

- Speaking of the ship, Ethan thinks it’s the dumbest thing in the world that one of their most powerful demigod enemies is the son of a sea god and he actually has a pretty decent relationship with said sea god and their main base of operations aside from mt Othrys is a fucking BOAT. He tells Al all about his worries for the ship and while Al assures him that nothing that bad could happen he always makes sure that the ship always has the least amount of demigods on board at all times just in case.

- It takes all the strength Ethan has not to yell “TOLD YOU SO” at him when the ship blows up.

- Al probably either wears basic white boy clothes or typical witchy stuff (like moons and shit) depending his mood meanwhile Ethan found out about leather and just goes for it.  

- Every grunge/punk/emo/eboy/teachwear bitch aspires to be him and because he aint about all that “gender roles” bs he definitely goes about wearing cool egirl stuff too. Not just slightly feminine shaped jumpers but all the plaid skirts, fishnets and lace trimmed dresses he can steal afford and Al, despite his more basic fashion taste is here for it. You’ve never seen someone more supportive of their pals fits, get you a hypeman like Al. You deserve it. (Ethan is also not afraid to walk around in a full pastel gamer girl fit)

- (Also Al hyping up one Ethans fits in front of a Titan is the reason they were allowed to start wearing army fatigues instead of the whole ancient Greek armour on occasion)

- Ethan appreciates Al’s enthusiasm but he also kinda doesn’t get it. And he definitely doesn't do that “yeah you’re right I DO look good” thing because he just doesn’t know how. He’d always been a little self-conscious about getting a big head but then he found out about Nemesis and hubris and all that fun stuff, looked at his meager pile of self worth and said “ yep, this has to go”

- Al almost starts crying when he finds out and pretty much makes it mission to be such a good hype man that Ethan has no choice but to think of himself as a Pretty Cool Dude via absorbing the hype through diffusion. It kinda starts working but then Ethan [REDACTED] in tlo so we’ll never know what could’ve been.

- To nick a hc from someone ( hi @chromarozee-spam) contrary to his taste in clothes Ethan does ballet (he was a punk AND did ballet, what more can I say?) and while Al tries to support his hobbies he is genuinely afraid both for and of him. “For” because “holy fuck that looks painful are you okay?”. And “of” because “are you sure those are bones inside you because I don’t think bones are supposed do that?!”.

- Ethan tries to assure him that no his spine is not made of rubber, broken bones or otherworldly materials so can he stop bothering him during practice please?

- This does not stop Al from making a million protection wards and constantly asking his deck if Ethan is indeed a Being of this Good Green Earth.

- Eventually his cards pretty much just tell him that he is friends with one bendy heck of a boi and he needs to fucking get over it so he kinda just,, ,,,,, , does.

- Again with the hc thieving (this time from @altorringtons) Al learning to use a two-handed broadsword so he can guard Ethan’s blind side and back in a fight *soft noises* just them trying so hard to keep each other alive because they love each other and they care about each other!

- They also sleep in the same bed whenever they get the chance (fully clothed ya nasties, they’re kids) and they just hug each other soooo tight because they just need to know they’re alright cos they always get pretty banged up in fights against campers or just monsters that are too much like wild animals to recruit. (What? Me? Projecting my desire to be intimately held by the closest person I have to family with their arms wrapped not tight enough to make me uncomfortable but tight enough to make me feel loved? Never! What on earth are you talking about?)

- Because Al is super stubborn and prideful whenever they have an argument Al can’t really bring himself to say he’s sorry so when he’s ready to apologise he just climbs into bed on Ethan’s blind side and cuddles him because he knows Ethan is super worried about getting attacked on his blind side so it’s like he has a guard or a shield.

- Ethan on the other hand just calls him a Rock Boy in a derogatory way until he gets over himself and apologizes but he really does love the fact that Al knows that about him and accommodates that.

- The thing they fight about most is how “heroic” the titan army is. Kronos’ brainwashing worked on Al like a charm and he fully believes that they are the rebellion and camp is the empire. Ethan on the other hand wasn’t at camp long enough for Kronos or Luke to really do anything but it doesn’t matter because Ethan really doesn’t give a shit if he’s on the “evil side” cos he just wants respect and he’s willing to do what it takes without a second thought of how people see him. If he thinks he’s doing the right thing but on the wrong side he can live with that but Al needs to feel like all of his side is on the moral high ground because that’s what Kronos drilled into his brain.

- Ethan knows that Al delusional when it comes to the non-existent heroics of the army but eventually he just decides to let Al believe the titans lies because that’s easier for him even if it hurts Ethan to see him being manipulated like that.

- Due to Ethan not giving a shit on the humanity of his bosses he gets punished a lot more often and a lot more violently than Al because they know that Ethan already knows they don’t care about him so they don’t have to sugar coat him but Al still believes that they’re heroes and his mindset needs to stay like that to keep him obedient.

- Also because I am  a Cruel Person By Nature I hc Ethan’s mortal family (which usually just consists of his dad) as meeting a not very pg13 end at the hands of a monster who wanted to nible on Ethan a tad which pretty much scarred him for life.

- SO, at the end of the battle of Man Hats Are In when Al looks around and sees that his whole family (that joined the titans) are dead! oh no! How sad! At least he knows someone whose been through the same thing so they understand each other and can help each other through this tough time together right? SIKE!

- so yeah Al learns Ethan d-worded in the worst possible way at the worst possible time and just looses it from grief. Loosing his family was bad enough but finding out he lost the one person he thought he would be able to confide in and heal with immediately after just really rubs salt in the wound.

- When the survivors start re-grouping to find someplace to hide until the gods forget about them Al just wanders off because it’s all he can do to not break down on the spot.

- He’s just wandering in a daze for a while and most people just assume he’s high but he snaps out of it and gets into anger mode when Lamia starts attacking him because he finally has something to do and occupy himself with even though it’s hard not to think about his sibling especially when Lamia keeps talking like they never would have died if she’d been in charge which is why she should totally just kill him and lead their siblings instead.

- His desire to have something to keep his mind off his family and Ethan is the first thing he thinks about when Claymore re-alives and immediately starts talking about doing research (yeah because that’s what you need after a long stressful day of fighting monsters and literally dying).

- Ethan keeps trying to cross the veil and help, even if he just sends Al a pleasant dream to help him sleep but contrary to what you might think from the name, the veil is really hard to cross so Ethan just has to bite his nails and watch his friend suffer.

- It gets easier to watch after Al and Claymore pretty much adopt each other because at least he has someone but they do still get into pretty scary situations.

- When they were both premortem they got paired up for a lot of missions for the titan army and they usually just tried to pretend they were on a fun road trip around America when they could and make fun of mortal shit together.

- At one point they were in a motel and the last people accidentally left behind one of Claymore’s books about death and they found it the funniest thing ever. Between a pair of in which one of their mum’s regularly goes to the underworld and one has been there himself they find mortal ideas of the afterlife to be very amusing.

- Alabaster has decided he would not like to share this with the class (Claymore) thank you very much.

- Also when they’re doing their road tripping Ethan knows all the best places to crash, the cheapest food places and the local gangs don’t bother them because between running away from camp and joining the army he just wandered around a lot.

- Like he’d just hop on a random train, take a nap and figure it out when he wakes up; he made a lot of friends this way too as well as his taste in clothes cos he didn’t have a lot of money so he’d just DIY some second hand punk shit. Al thinks he’s the Gandalf of the demigod world because he just knows everyone who might help them and everywhere they could spend the night. He definitely tells his siblings about Ethan being the closest thing they have to a wandering wizard and they fucking love it.

- Also because Nemesis tends to not have a lot of kids Ethan was the only one of hers in the army and Al felt really bad for him because his sibling were his favourite part about the army so he tried to include Ethan in as much as possible with his siblings.

- As an unexpected result Ethan ended up with a small army of super powered children to sick on the people who keep making jabs about him loosing in the arena battle.

- Al sometimes thinks he’s given him too much power but also he will fuck a bitch up if they make fun of his pals so he sees where his siblings are coming from and yeah those bitches had it coming. He also has a copy of bitchcraft.

- Ethan’s dad was the type to play “Stay With Me” by Miki Matsubara on repeat for hours and Ethan would probably enjoy the song but he’s heard it so often that now it makes his ears bleed and Al sometimes tortures him with for fun until Ethan starts throwing shit.

- To steal another hc from @chromarozee-spam Ethan has a thing for cats and one time Al accidentally gave himself mistform cat-ears and Ethan could not stop touching them. Ethan was just craning his head back uncontrollably grinning so much his face hurt. Al can’t bring himself to be upset because Ethan rarely ever smiles since he joined the army.

- Al saw Ethan crying over one of those video’s where people put their hoodies on backwards and put their cat in the hood so he made a mist cat and bought him a hoodie. Ethan of course started crying again but it was happy tears instead.

- Ethan is fucking tiny while Al is almost a foot taller than him. He wouldn’t mind so much if Al didn’t exhaust every opportunity to rub it in his face so he just starts climbing all over shit (especially tall buildings) half to give Al heart attacks and half so he can be like “Sorry? What was that? I’m so high up I can’t hear you. Can you speak up a little? Maybe get a ladder? Or taller?”

- Also I don’t know why but I hc Al as Texan. Ethan gets told about this “Alabaster C. Torrington” guy who knows latin, incantations and other magical knowledge and expects some fancy British guy so when they meet and Al speaks Ethan gets whiplash so hard he fuckin chokes.

- Al is also very casual and Ethan is pretty professional so when he meets this magic general with a straight back and the first thing that comes out of this assholes mouth is some “Howdy y’all!!” bullshit he just dies on the spot.

- Also because Al is texan he is very sensitive to the cold (I’m about 80% sure that Texas is one of the Warm states) so when he has to do stuff in cold places like the labyrinth or new york (idk about that one to but in every film I’ve seen that’s set in NY it’s raining for about 90% of the time) he complains about being freezing all the time until Ethan helpfully reminds him that he can literally make fire out of nothing, surely he can find a way to warm himself up.

- Ethan is also sensitive to the cold because he’s basically malnourished but he’s been like that for a while and thinks it’s normal so he sucks it up until Al notices he’s always cold. Ethan tells him it’s fine but Al is basically a walking electric blanket so whenever Al cuddles him to keep him warm Ethan can’t help but melt because he’s so fucking warm and soft and have you noticed I crave intimacy?

- Ethan started studying Greek myths vigorously since he found out he was a demigod and when he died he kept an eye and an ear out for Al because even though he wouldn’t be able to do anything it still reassures him to know what’s going on, HOWEVER, he was almost filled with enough malice to rip through the barrier between the living and the dead purely to beat an ass when he hears Al’s little “I don’t bother reading about worthless monsters like you!” jab.

- Ethan is very jumpy and fidgety to the point where Al is genuinely concerned and while Ethan assures Al that nothing’s wrong Al is still suspicious. Ethan probably would have told Al about it if it was because of anything but Kronos but seeing that it mostly is, he doesn’t because Ethan feels like Al will just take Kronos’ word over his and he’ll loose the only person he trusts in the army.

- Al doesn’t find out about it until way after the war when Kronos’ brainwashing starts to come undone because by then his mindset is a lot less biased in the titans favour so he can see things that he just unconsciously ignored before and is able to put two and two together. When he does boy is it a trip.

- Ethan is really bad at talking about feelings and stuff so whenever Al gets upset over something and Ethan has no idea how to talk to him he’ll just get him some rocks. One time Ethan found out about those heart shaped valentine boxes that are normally filled with chocolates but people put crystals in them and that just became his go-to for when Al was especially upset. 

- Al is only slightly better at talking about stuff but he can still get Ethan to open up to him which is good because Ethan isn’t very materialistic so it’s hard to make him feel better by buying him things and because someone needs to get Ethan to express himself in an emotionally healthy way.

- Also because of this they just can’t tell each other they love each other. Like they’ll barely whisper it when the other is asleep because they’re just so bad at talking about feelings. It wasn’t that much of an issue until after the war and Ethan gets k-worded and Al is left alone and sobbing over all the times he never told his loved ones how much they meant to him.

- But because this is a headcanon list; fuck that, Al saved Ethan with some sort of magic bullshit and they talk about how much they love each other all the time now because they can’t stand the thought of one of them dying having never been told how much they are loved.

#me going around nicking hcs: thank you for your sacrifices #this will help tremendously in the war effort #also max i am extremely pleased to tell you that auto correct thinks Harrington is a lovely name for you #and you stan the magic messiah #autocorrect didn't say that one #but it's true #pjo #percy jackson #ethan nakamura #alabaster torrington #alabaster c torrington #ethan x alabaster #ethabaster