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kingofthe-egirls · 8 months
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SITTING PRETTY: LUFFY x Y/N
(cw: alcohol, kitsune, east blue crew, yes i was imagining the opla cast but so were you, kissing, sitting in someone’s lap)
(a/n: this was so fun. smut maybe coming soon? we’ll see)
Songs: “Hotel” by Claire Rosinkranz
words: 1.2k
Luffy is staring at you.
He’s sitting across the campfire from you, sipping a glass of milk through a straw. You have your own moscow mule in hand, the copper mug sweating with cold condensation.
The air smells like smoke.
“So!” Luffy speaks, twirling his straw around in his drink. He slurps it loudly before continuing, “Let’s play a game!”
He smiles around at the rest of the crew, who are all in their own various states of intoxication. It’s been a long night, after several days at sea with no islands in sight. Everyone is a little bored, a little stressed, and more than a little in need of blowing off some steam. Nami shrugs.
“Sure, captain. What’s up?”
Luffy leans forward, wicked smirk painting his charming features. You stare down into your melted ice and muddled mint leaves.
“Let’s play truth or dare!”
Zoro sighs, but leans forward too. Sanji and Usopp also perk up. The Merry creaks in the waves as she sails. The ocean laps at her sides, soothing and peaceful in the summer night air. The campfire sparks up with a flare.
Luffy slurps his milk.
“What are the stakes?” Nami asks, adjusting in her seat, her boots slung over one another as she leans back. Usopp is fiddling with his slingshot.
Zoro shrugs, “Drink if you won’t take a dare, drink twice if you won’t take a truth.”
“So, we’re trying to outmatch each other? Get stuff we won’t wanna do?”
“Sorta,” Zoro says, “S’alright with everyone?”
“Sounds fun,” you admit, downing your glass before handing it off to Sanji. He’s a sucker for your sparkly eyes and fluffy tails. Your ears flick back and forth, excited. Nervous.
Sanji hurries back with a refill.
He straightens his suit jacket before sitting back down. The indigo night washes over him with a flattering, velvet softness. You wonder what shade of blue his eyes are, up close.
Luffy clears his throat.
“Sooo, who wants to go first?” His shining eyes scan the crew, and you flick up a tail (or two). He smiles, and takes a sip of his kid’s drink.
You sigh. “Truth,” you say, staring at Nami. You figure she’s gonna strike the worst, so might as well get it over with first. She stares at you, flicking her eyes up and down your scrappy frame. She arches an auburn brow.
“So, Kitty,” she sips her cider, and Sanji shifts in his seat. “Have you ever had sex before?”
She’s smiling, devilish, as you snort through your drink. She laughs as you cough, orange hair swaying in the soft breeze. Everyone else stutters and laughs, and Zoro mutters something about “starting off strong.” You swallow, sucking your teeth as you swirl melted ice around your drink.
“Yes.”
Everyone sighs out in relief, tension removed for a second of release.
Your eyes flick up to hers.
“Your turn.”
She stares back at you: a challenge.
“Dare.”
You shrug, mouth turned down, “I dare you to say when the last time you had sex was.” You stare at her glare, as she clocks you basically just gave her a truth anyway. She sniffs.
“Last week.”
“Liar!” You say, and she giggles. You shove the bottle of tequila closer to her, and she swallows what is certainly more than just one shot.
“Your turn,” she says to Zoro, who glances at Luffy for his prompt.
Luffy stares at the floor, now-empty glass held loosely in slender fingers. “What…is your favorite color?”
“I didn’t say truth, captain,” Zoro snorts, “Truth or dare, Luffy.”
“Dare?”
Sanji sighs, and Usopp says “we might as well go with it,” so Zoro sighs and starts to think of something to dare his already-reckless captain with. He settles on something silly, and tame.
“I dare you to slingshot back and forth across the ship five times.”
Happy to be moving, your hyperactive friend shoots up and starts gum-gum rocketing across the ship with no small amount of shouting. You swirl the mint leaves in your drink. “Your turn,” you murmur to Usopp, who gives Sanji a glance.
“Truth or dare?” The chef asks, his own glass of wine clutched in his delicate fist. It’s as dark as the sea.
“Truth.”
“What do Kaya’s lips taste like?”
The group ooo’s in scandalous delight, all eyes on the sniper as he stares down into his drink. “Pass,” he says, and takes a huge slurp. It dribbles down his chin. “Who’s turn is next?”
“Sanji,” you say, turning to him with a smile, “Truth or dare, handsome?”
He blushes at your pet name, and someone coughs. The blond boy licks his lips. His eyes meet yours, reflecting the fire’s red heat.
“Dare.”
“Kiss my cheek,” you preen, tails flicking around you. You bare the side of your face to him, sitting pretty by the campfire. Your scrappy jeans have stitched-on patches, and your crop top hangs loose around your frame. A single pendant hangs around your neck, and your hair is twisted into messy braids. You knock your steel-toed boots together.
Sanji hums, peaceful, as he delicately scoots toward you. He’s already sitting next to you, tall legs and broad shoulders bumping into yours as he settles closer in. His hand is slightly cool as it graces the side of your neck. “Be still, pretty,” he whispers, just for you, as he presses a slow smooch against your cheek. He bites it, playfully, and you swat him away with a fearsome blush.
Usopp giggles, and Nami snorts into her cider again. Zoro and Luffy are both silent. You swallow, and cast about the crew for someone else’s turn. “Is it me again?” You ask, and Zoro nods.
“Truth or dare?” He says, sake almost drained from his bottle. The air stills, sudden breeze gone quiet as you sit together. You curl two tails around yourself, petting the soft, arctic fur in your lap. It scratches against the striped patch on the side of your left hip.
“Truth.”
“Nope,” Zoro says, swigging his sake, “Truth is boring. You’re doing a dare. Sit in the lap of the person you’d most like to have sex with.”
Everyone gasps, except for you.
Your eyes burn with smoke, staring down the swordsman across the crackling flames. Sparks shoot up between you, orange and hazy in the moonlight. Something thumps against the ship; a fish or a shark that swims away silently.
You stand.
Sanji shifts, still close to you from his kiss. He scratches the fabric of his slacks above his left knee. His shoes are shiny and black beneath the stars. You step over them, carefully.
And you make your way across the circle, slowly as a shark circling prey.
“Sorry,” you whisper, standing in front of the captain who saved you, “Is this seat taken?”
He stares at you.
His breath comes ragged and hazy, as he sets his glass down to make room. His hands are sweaty, so he wipes them off on his shorts as you stand beside his hip. He leans back, slightly, to let you sit side-saddle across his legs. He shifts on the deck so he’s cross-legged, and you take your seat with a searing blush. Your ass fits neatly into the space between his crisscrossed legs, his heat spilling into your body as he wraps his arms around your waist.
He nuzzles into your cheek, his soft hair tickling your jaw. “Sleeping in my hammock tonight,” he whispers, his lips in your hair, “Captain’s orders.”
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bumblingbriars · 6 months
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It might be a little silly, but reading LOTR as a lost adult makes me really happy sometimes. Like ik hobbit ages aren't a 1:1 for human ages ofc but hobbits not coming to age until 33, frodo and bilbo not having their grand adventures until theyre 50.... like omg im just not of age yet I got time
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catswarmth · 1 year
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Sleepy kitten 🥰🐱
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darlingillustrations · 3 months
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This is not art related, but it is Important, and I feel like y'all need to hear about it.
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littlekenzii · 5 months
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kitty kat 🩷🌸🐈🐱
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fuckyeahkarlach · 1 month
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fenris and karlach would get along so well tho
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whoisclonazepam · 6 months
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Love u little sunshine (*'ω'*)
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cemetaryg1rl · 5 months
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ohhhh my fauxcest kink is going crazy tonight. fantasizing out loud a bit under the cut
im high and listening to my favorite album.. just thinking about having a bad older brother or sister. or sibling. whatever words. giggling, thinking about getting high with my big sibling and making out with them. they don't know it's my first kiss, they just think im unpracticed, and they don't know how into hot it makes me until im in their lap, whining into their mouth, grinding my clit against their cock. it's hard to get enough friction, there's too many layers between us, but i'm soooo sensitive, such a needy boy, im convinced i can get off like this if i try hard enough... my sibling notices though and stops kissing me, smiles at how i whine and try to get their lips back on mine, and calls me out for how horny just a little kissing got me. how wrong this is, how disgusting i am for letting my sibling get me high and kiss me and for how wet this must be getting me.. im a gross little brother for them! i want them to pull their cock out and push my shorts and panties aside, push their dick in my wet pussy and laugh at how quick i am to take it all and start grinding again.. ohhh i want my sibling to fuck me hard when my high starts to peak and make me go until i can't anymore.. take your little brother's virginity and cum in its pussy, please!
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theallbluesea · 8 months
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Girl if I don’t get an enemies to lovers prick Helmeppo from the LA x reader or whatever fics then what’s the POINT (really just more Helmeppo/reader fics in general)
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artisticdysfunction · 7 months
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ngl i think the phrase "littles can consent." should be rephrased as "littles can be capable of consent." but that's just my thoughts
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kingofthe-egirls · 8 months
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EXHIBITIONISM: LUFFY x Y/N
original idea by @thevirtualvalentine 💕 thank you so much for letting me play with this scenario! it sparked something sexy in me and i dont think im the same after ☠️
(cw: exhibitionism, sex, dirty talk, slut/whore/bitch, dom!luffy, handcuffs/chains)
(a/n: hhhnnngggg im sooo normal so normal)
Songs: "Sexy Villain" by Remi Wolf
words: 1.5k
“There she fucking is,” Luffy pants, marveling at the sounds you’re making, his hand around your throat. “Thought ya’d never speak up.”
You whimper, moaning against the bars of your cell. Your hands are cuffed in front of you, like Luffy’s, but he’s using the chain of his to pull your hips back against him as he fucks you. The iron digs into your stomach, your torso left bare for all of Udon to see. Jeers come from the neighboring cells.
“No fair! Why don’t we get to see her!?”
“Yeah, make some noise! We wanna hear ya cum!”
“Scream for us, girlie!”
And other profanities are shouted your way. Even the guards are palming themselves at their posts. Your blood boils, anger fighting with lust as the infamous Mugiwara no Luffy fucks you like a toy.
“Ah, fuckin’ listen to them,” Luffy moves from choking you to playing with your tits, pinching harshly at your sensitive nipples. You cry out, and immediately bite your lip. A roar of encouragement comes from your fellow prisoner audience.
“S’hot, isn’t it baby?” He leans forward to lick the shell of your ear. His tongue is hot and strong, just like the rest of him. He sucks at your neck possessively. “‘M takin’ ya home with me,” he murmurs, palming your tits before sliding his hands down to grip your waist. His pace quickens. “Every pirate needs a whore, hah? And the king deserves the best, dontcha think?”
His pace is rapid, now, approaching the first of many climaxes for the night. This has become a sort of routine, with you two. It had started as just flirting, both of you skipping hands over knees, pressing elbows into sides, as you passed each other doing “chores” for the guards.
Then kissing started, snuggled together as much as you could be on the cell floor. And then fucking.
When Luffy fucks, he fucks loud.
It wasn’t a secret for very long, before the surrounding cellmates heard you two going at it like hungry wolves.
And then the cheering started.
It’s a nightly show, almost, kept under wraps by the guards who are too horny to get the two of you to stop. If anyone gets near the cell bars anyway, Luffy fends them off with a wave of conqueror’s haki. And he never lets them touch you during the day. Devil fruit or no, there’s no way he’s letting them get their disgusting hands on you.
Oh, they can jerk off and jeer, for all Luffy cares, but they’re not allowed to touch you. You’re his whore, he decided the first moment you brushed your knuckles along the back of his hand, passing by him in the dusty path. He had felt an electric jolt of want course through him, and one touch of his haki told him you felt the same. It wasn’t long before the two of you started fucking every night.
Now, he slaps your ass with the flat of his hand. Somehow still flexible in his cuffs, he lands another slap, and then another. He lets the dogs outside watching call out a count: all the way to ten. Your ass cheek is tingling. Luffy leans forward again, caressing the spot that now bares his handprint. “Ready for the other side? Hm?” He grins, biting at your ear. “How ‘bout ten more this time?”
You whimper, wiggling your hips back against his pelvis. He slows his pace, just for a bit, letting you fuck yourself back onto his cock. You’re so desperate, for this.
“Yes, sir~!” You moan out, already drunk on the attention. He grunts.
“Hear that?” He asks the crowd, raising his voice enough to be heard, “She wants the other side, now!”
And Luffy spanks your ass twenty times for them. He’s not cruel: he doesn’t hit the same exact spot twice in a row, but god you’re gonna be sore tomorrow. “And it’s captain, bitch,” he murmurs in your ear.
“Yes, captain!” You moan almost immediately, closer to cumming than you’ve ever felt in your life. Your blood is running hot—hotter than fire—and Luffy’s chaotic thrusts are only bringing you closer and closer toward your delightful, little death.
“‘M cumming! ‘M cumming!” You manage out, gripping onto the sweaty bars in front of you. “Thank you Luffyyy!” He cackles behind you, speeding up just enough to tip you over the edge. Your eyes roll back, rocked to your core by a violent, sucker punch of an orgasm.
“Good girl,” he soothes, slowing down for you, “Such a good job for me, pretty,” he turns you around, cupping your face softly in both hands. He presses your back against the bars, cold metal stinging your exposed skin. You’re flushed, panting, and Luffy is grinning like the sun. His smile stretches halfway across his face, and you have no choice but to meet him with a soft smile of your own. (He’s too handsome for his own good).
It doesn’t take you long to figure out Luffy knocked out the surrounding voyeurs. There’s nothing but snoring, now. He laughs, running a hand through his hair as he backs up away from you. You lean back against the bars, yourself. Your legs feel like jelly. You meet his eyes from across the room, hazy and dark like glinting jewels. You cock an eyebrow.
“So, when are we getting out of here, captain?”
He grins.
****
It turns out to be tomorrow afternoon, in fact.
He scales the sheer cliff face with ease, having knocked out any potential threats with a sophisticated blow to their energetic awareness. Several guards slump over beneath you, spears still loosely grasped in their clumsy fists.
Luffy starts snickering almost immediately, your arms wrapped around his neck as he carries you like a backpack. “Was just waitin’ for the right time,” he tells you, cheeks flushed with exertion. You hop up another few feet, bouncing on his back a bit as he scales the cliff.
Your chest is pushed up against his back, with your legs wrapped around his thick torso. His build is sturdy, his strength immeasurable, and you feel almost at peace—like a baby koala.
You tell him as much, and he laughs.
“S’cute,” he huffs, reaching up to grab another jutting handhold in the rock face. “Ya like being my baby?”
You grin, tucked between his shoulder blades. Your lips move against his skin: yes. Your ratty t-shirt presses into him, absorbing his heat and warming you through. The night air sends chills down your spine, but only just. Luffy’s like a radiator, climbing with you on his back. He hums.
“Like having ya as my baby,” he continues, jumping upward several feet. You gasp, but he lands with both feet firmly planted against the rock face. His hands scrabble for a landing, loosely grasping at stone, before you start to tip backwards.
You shoot out your hand before you can think: gravity pulling at your stomach and twisting harshly. “No,” you hiss, gripping the stone in front of you so hard your fingers bruise. You grit your teeth against the sharpness of the stone, holding your weight long enough for Luffy to get a hold on the cliff face himself. Three quarters of the way there.
He pants. “Thanks.”
“No problem,” you mutter, and hide your face between his shoulder blades.
He climbs the rest of the way, and neither of you have another problem scaling the sheer wall surrounding Udon’s base. Luffy sighs, landing on his stomach once he pulls both of you up onto the ledge. You unwrap your limbs from his sweaty, shaking body before crawling off to collapse on your own.
“Cmon,” he croaks, grabbing your hand, “Can’t stop now.”
So you get up, and start walking.
All the way back to his ship.
****
After the war (which you sorta help with, in your injured, post-prison state) he takes you back to his ship for good.
“Here she is!” Luffy laughs, collapsing on the deck of his warship. “Our new crewmate!”
Usopp eyes you warily, slingshot clutched in his fist. “Wh-what’s her job?”
Luffy sits up, smiling. “She’s my girlfriend!”
You stare at him, blankly. He’s never mentioned that to you, nor has he ever used something so sweet to refer to you. "Whore" is usually more like it.
He stretches out a rubber arm to wrap around your waist. He brings you over onto his lap, grinning like a monkey. “She’s got the best—“
“Okay,” you slap his arm, cutting him off, “They don’t need to know the specifics.”
He stops, but only just.
His eyes are glimmering with mischief.
****
It’s not long before he’s pounding you into the mattress of his sweaty bed.
You’re crooning out sounds you never thought possible, with his monstrous speed and elongated rubber cock. He’s better than a vibrator, you think.
Luffy slaps your ass. “Atta girl,” he preens, “Let em hear ya.”
He’s an exhibitionist outside of prison, as well.
So are you.
So you scream and cry on his dick, letting Captain Luffy know just how much you need it.
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bumblingbriars · 1 year
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DANA RETWEETED HUNTLOW ART WE'VE FUCKING WON
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catswarmth · 1 year
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Cute kitty tries to say something 🥰🐱
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morninggloryworm · 5 months
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Convinced a coworker to start Yakuza 0 and talking about it every day at work plus recently beating Gaiden has made me miss these old men so here’s some zero effort doodles
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fuckyeahkarlach · 3 months
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karlach fanart posting has slowed down bc I started a new playthrough as a BARD (first time ever!) and I’m having *so much fun* thst I’m spending all my free time booting up BG3 and practically Zero time surfacing to look at art or even log into discord to chat w friends lol does anyone else sit there “playing” but what you’re Actually Doing is just staring at the screen while your lil blorbos create Beautiful Harmonies and NPCs groove along??? bc I’m transfixed
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whitefuzzykitty · 18 days
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Holy fuck
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