#requested ♥︎

[ave661]

#got few requests to make version with König #bonus with his sad eyes ♥ #könig #konig #cod #call of duty #mw2022 #modern warfare 2 #mw2 #661ave

[mayoonn]

HELLO I HAVE A REQUEST :3

A cowboy comes to work on a ranch and is set up to live in the barn, at night the farmer sends out his oldest son (y/n) to bring the cowboy dinner, the two start to talk and drink a little, the farmer eventually calls his son back to the main house. The next day the cowboy offers to show y/n how to care for horses and they go on a ride together until it starts to rain and they wait out the rain under a bunch of trees but the two need to be huddled together to stay dry. There’s lightning and y/n is startled (not scared, they just weren’t expecting the noise) and holds onto the cowboy, then after staring at each other for a little they kiss

This makes no sense, I haven’t slept in 2 days

-🎱

Hello, dearest! Oh my, I hope you have your sleep, dear.. Sleep is very important but this is so cute, makes me giggle when I think about it (*>∇<)ﾉ ♥︎♥︎

Sorry , it took longer than I expected though I was sure the story is a little confusing. I was writing this while I went out earlier ꨄ

( Male reader! It can be cis or trans, very sweet fluff, mention of the reader being a tease, flirty reader, smitten cowboy, mention of the reader's father being protective)

You were helping out with your mama, feeding and cleaning the horses while your mama was cooking. You were used to people, specifically cowboys coming in and worked a bit for your father on the ranch for extra money. You heard a lot of their story, all while they're cool but they all had in common, confident and cocky. You huffed in amusement whenever they tried to get to you, flirting and wooing you but your father kept you away from them.

It's funny, really. You're not that handsome yourself like the others said or so you assumed. You're just like your mama, you suppose it's your charm that makes you attractive. Sometimes you entertain yourself, flirt with them back and give them a little hope, only to get crushed when you decline their sweet offers.

One evening, while you're washing the dishes while humming your favorite tune. You saw a cowboy come and talk with your father, at first you thought it was just another cowboy like any other though something about him caught your eyes. You can't look away from him, his horse is so pretty and elegant. It's like it was for royalties, it's odd for a cowboy like him to have a horse like that. You chuckle, it is quite funny. You were caught by the cowboy as he gave you a cheeky grin, of course you looked away in embarrassment as you continued your chores. You can't believe you get caught by the cowboy, you're not used to getting flustered.

You sighed, getting him off of your mind. You should probably finish your chores as soon as you can, your mama doesn't like slacking off. You get up and carefully bring the plates and the cutleries to your mama, tonight is special.

Tonight was the night that everybody took their breaks, whether drinking until sunset, playing bets and gamble. It's the busiest night, full of cowboys and girls all around the town. It's the night you like to have fun with them too. It's the best way you get your tips, sometimes you just want to have fun. You were bringing arms full of plates to the tables and gave them your signature smile with a wink. You were having fun, chatting (more like flirting) with your customers until your father had called you.

You waved them goodbye and giggled when they had this lovesick smile on their faces. Your father had told you to bring the dinner to your guest, you were surprised. You never bring food to your guests,usually it's your younger sisters or brothers. You were curious, who could it be? It wasn't shocking if it's a cowboy or a cowgirl but you were sure you gave them a little extra attention. You wonder if they're fun to play with. You bring dinner to the barn and when you enter with a smile on your face, you see it was him again. The cowboy tipped his hat at you and went to take his dinner. With his grin on his face, he invited you to sit down next to him.

Of course you agreed, you were intrigued by him for no reason, maybe it's because of his handsome face or he's so well mannered with you. "My father won't like it if I'm slacking with ya, mister" you smirked as the cowboy chuckled, continued eating his dinner and thanked you. You kept chatting with few flirting here and there while the cowboy looked at you with glint in his eyes. You actually don't mind, it's like you're slowly felt comfortable with him. It's been a while since anyone wants to talk to you without them trying to win you over.

It's nice, you stood up once you realized how late it was and you need to help your mama and father out before they get suspicious. You waved goodbye at him with a smile on your face, getting flustered that you would rather stay there with him.

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The next day, you were doing your chores like usual. It was fun while it lasted last night, you hoped you could talk to that cowboy again. You heard he'll be going off later or tomorrow morning, maybe you could give him something so he can be remembered. You were so focused on what charms to give him that you didn't notice the cowboy behind you. You flinched, surprised when someone tapped your shoulder as you turned around. It was that cowboy again, "hey darlin'.. Uhh I.. You wanna ride with me?" He shyly asked as he averted his eyes, you could see small tinted blush over his cheeks. This was the first, you never had anyone so shy with you.

You smirked, "to where? My father will-" you were cut off by him quickly with his face flushed redder than before. "I already asked ya' dad, he gave me permission.. Would ya'?" He looked at you as if he was trying to be serious and intimidating but he was failing, he's shy and screaming inside as he hoped you would accept his offer. You were shocked, not only from being cut off but your father giving him permission! You were a bit suspicious but you accepted, you don't want to turn down his offer.. It's a once in a lifetime, sure you often get this from the others but this cowboy is different. You walked past him, went to his horse and you swore you could hear him silently cheer to himself. You chuckle and wait for him next to his horse.

It's been a long time since you rode horses, especially when your father won't let you outside unless you were doing your chores. The cowboy helps you sit on his horse while he sits behind you with his hand hugging your waist and the other holding the lead. You didn't want to think about it, people hold your waist a lot whether it's to move you somewhere or to flirt with you so why were you flustered now when he does it?

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You were screamed in joy, laughing as you yelled at him to go fast. The hair flew as you shut your eyes, eyes filled with tears as you cheered. Soon, he slowed down as your laugh also slowed down. Your hands were up when you rambled to him about the experience earlier until you could feel the raindrops. You looked up to see grey clouds as the cowboy guided you under a bunch of trees. "It won't do much but at leas' it's betta' than outside in the rain, sugar" he said as he huddled with you, trying to warm you up as you shivered, startled by the sudden lightning. You nodded your head with a smile on your face, that makes him looked away flustered again.

You laughed at him as you leaned your head on his shoulder. Grinning to yourself and waiting for the rain to stop until the cowboy tilted your chin up, staring at you as you both slowly leaned closer. Your eyes slowly shut once both of your lips were together, he kissed you with gentle care. It was more romantic from what you expected to be your first kiss.. He moved away with his cheeks flushed red, he shyly smiled at you. He was smitten as you both huddled together, his horse laying its head down ♡

#bottom male reader #x bottom male reader #cowboy #cowboy x male reader #sweet fluff #ʚanon 🎱ɞ #so romantic!! ♥︎♥︎ #for request ♡♡ #anon ask #male x male reader #male x reader #trans male reader #oc? maybe #oc x male reader

[surshica]

OH MY GOD. I JUST NEED A FIC WITH DRUNK CHISHIYA OR READER CUS RHAT SOUNDS SO FUN

anyways i hope ur doing well babes ♪( ´▽｀)

PEACHES !

request: drunk!chishiya x gn!reader

genre: drunken fluff

warnings: mentions of alcohol — hungover chishiya — fluff — swearing — mentions of wanting to throw up

A/N: when i first saw this i thought of drunked love by beyoncé HAHAHA. DRUNKENNN LOVEEEEE

— DRUNK!CHISHIYA x GN!READER

ılıl﹔ ◌ 𓂂 ˳⁺ 🥂 ꯭ ⊹ ⋆ ࣪

there was a pounding on the door making you groan, you were in sweats and a tank top; it was your lazy day and the fact someone was ruining it by pounding in your door—hated it. having to pause your show you got up walking over to the door.

opening the door there was chishiya. “chishiya what are you doing here?” your eyebrow quirked up, a deep inhale was all you needed—a string scent of alcohol was evident. making you want to the throw up, you didn’t even wait for him to open his mouth; dragging him into the small living room closing the door behind you.

seating him down on the couch, you crouched down doing the asian squat. “chishiya. chishiya.” you waved your hand in front of his face trying to see if he was drunk or hungover. a small hm escaped, it was short yet low.

a smile crept on your face, resting your arms around your knees; “i’m so hungry” his words were slurred causing you to laugh at him, his face was red in the face you found it quiet funny. “never would i have expected you to be the type to get drunk on a thursday night.” there were some cut on peaches on your coffee table, you picked one up with the fork bringing it to chishiya’s mouth.

“ah.” you sound pressing the peach againts his lips. he opened his lips slightly to get a some bite out of the peach. “you need to eat more of the peach chishiya. i can’t have you throwing up all over my couch”

he ended up eating the whole peach on the fork giving you an annoyed look, “why are you looking at me like that? i’m feeding you a peach cut me some slack.” you huffed picking up another peach pressing it against his lips.

“do you have anything else?” he mumbled making you shake your head, “i’ll get you something else when you finished the peaches.” you smiled trying to liven the mood. he sighed eating the peach in the fork.

“seriously though why are you the shuntaro chishiya a workaholic, drunk on a thursday night.” you picked up another peach holding it infront of your face; staring into chishiya’s drunken unsteady eyes. “i was..out?? with friends.” he sounded confused himself as to why he was drunk.

you had sighed with a smile on your face, feeding him another peach. “this is hopeless” you snickered grabbing the last piece of peach on your plate; “last one.” he ate the last peach watching your every moment, from when you put the fork down on the plate and from the moments you walked to the small kitchen grabbing a waterbottle for him.

“this is for you, chishi” you had handed him a waterbottle, he had a thin lip smile on his face take a sip of the water. he tried to say something but his words kept slurring and hiccups kept escaping his lips. “you’re trying to talk but it’s not working” you smacked your lips trying to contain your laughter; it was like watching a toddler trying to walk again.

closing his eyes he breathed slowly as if he was tired and wanted to go to sleep, “hmm someones tired~” you teased walking to a closet that was stored with blankets and pillows. laying chishiya down on the couch to frappes a fluffy blanket over him,

“there you go sleeping beauty.” you sighed putting your hands on your hips. you had walked to turn off the lights in the kitchen and living room—due to the fact chishiya was drunk and couldn’t fucking speak, it was best to not leave him alone. sitting across from him in a smaller single seater couch-chair.

a pillow was draped warmly around your body as you scrolled through tiktok, you felt the need to stay up so chishiya doesn’t do anything stupid. occasionally looking at the rolling around chishiya.

“ynnnn…”

“hm??”

“i feel like…i’m going to throw up…” he sat up hand on his head. he was fucking dizzy.

“oh my god..” you scowled grabbing a mini trash can putting it next to chishiya

“nevermind i was just dizzy” he cheeky smiled before lying back down cozying up to the blanket

“…what.”

chishiya had done that so many times it became an hourly habit, he felt like he was going to throw up/he was hungry/he was hot/he was cold/he was thirsty. most of it was fine until chishiya started to strip off his clothing because he was too hot.

the mental panic made you stop him before he could even think abt taking off his pants, he was a lot when drunk. looking at the time it was almost 8 am and you got zero sleep. none; but me sleeping beauty over here got plenty.

a yawn came out of his mouth as he got up and looked around the room, a pounding headache caused him to clench his jaw; he looked at the couch’s to see if there was anyone and to his surpise it was a sleep deprived yn.

“damn you look like shit.” he laughed at your state, little red angry expression marks were visible. scrunching your nose you look at him pulling out the middle finger, “you were the reason of me looking like shit. don’t even get me started on everything you said when—“

“shut up.”

“no you made me suffer, also you are a different breed when drunk.”

“i didnt drink that much though? and i don’t know how the fuck i got me to your place.”

“hey blondie news flash you were blacked out drunk.”

“oh.”

“yeah ‘oh.’ now i’m..” you yawned “really tired and really hungry..but someone’s needy ass wanted me up all night.” you huffed ruffling your hair; you walked over to sit next to chishiya. while you thought you were walking fine…the walk was rather lopsided.

“respectfully chishiya i hate you—don’t get drunk again.” your eyebags were dark, a frown was shown apon his lips; the silence was rather ahem loud. it wasn’t awkward it was actually comfortable.

the noise of your stomach grumbling made the silence break, chishiya lifted his eyebrow taking out his phone from his pocket, “do you want me to order some food??” he said already opening up doordash, a grumble escaped from your lips; he took that as a yes.

“what do you want to eat??” “[insert your favorite food]” you exclaimed happily for a few seconds then going back to your grumbly expression. “figured..”he whispered tapping his phone for a while, “alright i ordered the food.”

no witty remark or huff or grumble escaped your lips causing chishiya to look over at you. a chuckle left his lips seeing you in your passed out state. “well since you took care of me its only right i take care of you.” he nodded to himself throwing a blanket over you.

tags — tell me if i misspelled your user!!

@nanamora @parkersmyth @trinmadol @noxceleste @eissaaaa @dr3amscap3 @arizzu @bwnniidump @kerenz @minyoungieee

#★ : REQUESTS . . ! #🎐 ։ ONESHOTS · ᘞ #- surshica ♥︎ #chishiya x reader #aib chishiya #alice in boderland x reader #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya headcanons #chishiya fluff #chishiya imagine

[gepardling]

I saw your blog and I love your writings sm🫶 Glad to see a fellow Gepard simp (JGKFKRJSHA HE'S SO HOT)

Going to my request, if you are fine with smut requests, is it okay for me to request husband!Gepard and spouse!gn!reader, featuring breeding kink and manhandling? It's up to you how you want to write how the story goes, surprise me 👀

Anyways, make sure to take care of yourself as well, stay hydrated, and thank you sm!!

happy anniversary w/ gepard.

desc. : im so srry for my mini-hiatus, my schedule is spaghetti ;p my mind was lowkey still buzzing abt the museum event, n i needed a good hook for da story okay !! to me, marriage means becoming a family, so i used dat to set the scene :) am also working on improving gn!reader smut so i hope i did good here ( wc : 1.9k )

tags / cw : nsfw, gn!reader, pretty fluffy i think, oral, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it!), top!gepard, bottom!reader, aftercare, manhandling, breeding (I HOPE I DID THESE RIGHT, I'M SUCH A VANILLA PERSON), not proofread !

Gepard couldn’t help but wonder if he was cut out for fatherhood, given his past encounters with children. It seemed that whenever he interacted with little ones, they either burst into tears at the sight of him or found themselves quickly bored by his serious demeanor. As such, he had never entertained the idea of having a family of his own – not until he met you, at least.

You had a habit of taking Gepard’s entire world and turning it upside down, making him question everything he thought he believed up until that point. This wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, and he quickly found himself drawn to your open-mindedness. Spontaneity was something that Gepard lacked in his life, and you delivered everything he needed and more. 

It wasn’t long before the two of you had married, and everyone knew it was a long time coming. No one could soften up the strict Captain like you could, especially when you manage to catch him off guard. Just the other day, Gepard's heartstrings were thoroughly scrambled when he saw you guiding a group of children through the museum. The way you handled the kids was beyond Gepard, and you taught history in a way that they understood, even enjoyed. 

After another one of your museum shifts, you and Gepard were relaxing at home. It was the evening of your first anniversary, having been married for a year. Gepard was immersed in a book, your head rested on his shoulder as you arranged your thoughts. Which is what brought you to this point. Here, in your shared home, you decided to finally raise the question. 

“You know,” you began softly, your voice carrying a mixture of wonder and uncertainty. “I can’t help but imagine… What if we had children?” Gepard’s demeanor instantly shifted, a fleeting tension washing over his body. Sensing his unease, you hurriedly backtracked. “I’m sorry, you don’t want to… And that’s okay!”

But before the words could fully escape your mouth, Gepard’s reassuring touch met your hand, his eyes filled with warmth. “No, not at all,” he assured. “You simply caught me off guard…” There was an excited tone to his voice, but some uncertainty still lingered deep beneath the surface. 

A sigh of relief escaped your lips as you absorbed Gepard’s response. “I think it would be amazing,” you uttered, a dreamy lilt decorating your tone. Gepard’s fingers gently traced the wedding band adorning your finger, and he was instantly reminded of your wedding, how radiant you looked as you stood before him. The image of you, eyes filled with unwavering devotion, etched itself permanently in his heart.

Your gentle laughter caressed his ears as your hand cupped his cheek, pulling him back from his daydream. “Don’t worry, we can wait until you’re ready,” you replied, softly pecking him on the lips. “There’s no rush, after all.” But between your gentle touch and his devotion towards you, all this family talk was getting Gepard a little hot beneath the collar.

He was sure you were aware of it too – your touches growing tantalizingly slow as your lips lingered longer and longer on his. With that same old mischievous glint in your eyes, you took the book from Gepard’s hands and set it on the table across from you. You snaked your arms around his neck, gently shifting yourself into his lap.

"What are we still sitting out here for?" You whispered, forehead pressed against his own. "It's our anniversary after all." Gepard's hands slowly came to rest on your hips, a rosy hue spread across his cheeks. You brought your hands down from his neck, opting to work open the first few buttons of his shirt. Dipping your hands beneath the fabric, Gepard shuddered lightly at your cold touch.

He moved his hands from your hips to your wrists, gently gripping them. "Not on the couch," he breathed. Of course, same old Gepard. That's one rule that's never changed for the whole three years you've been with him. You gave him a quick peck on the nose, followed by a mock salute. Gepard smiled in return, uttering "Your form is off," before scooping you up in his arms. 

Your surprise was quickly muffled by his lips on yours, his kiss filled with love and devotion towards you. He made quick work of whisking you off to the bedroom, lightly tossing you onto the soft mattress of your shared bed. You could barely sit up before he was leaning over you, covering your body with his large frame. 

"We're not on the couch anymore, are you happy?" You teased, smiling up at him mischievously. Gepard only rolled his eyes in response, lowering his head to kiss you once again. It was deeper this time, only growing more heated as your hands continued to undress him. Before you could undo his belt, his grip on your wrist stopped your ministrations. 

"Allow me," he replied, moving to undress you instead. He wedged his knee between your thighs, pushing them open before laying between them. He kept his arms wrapped around your legs, preventing you from closing them again. When he dipped his head between your thighs, you could only gasp at the feeling of his mouth on your heat. 

Gepard had more than enough practice over the last few years, and that much was evident. His skilled tongue worked across your sex, rolling over your most sensitive parts. The sensation of his hot mouth caused little stars to spot your vision, nails gripping the sheets so tight you were sure you'd rip them. Your gasps were like music to his ears, only fueling the fire deep within. 

His slicked fingers worked you open, gently scissoring your hole. Your back arched at the feeling as Gepard carefully prepared you, sparks of pleasure dashing across your body. But as the buildup started to reach its peak, mere seconds before your vision could go white and the fires of release consumed you, the sudden loss of his fingers and mouth left you cold and empty. The sensation immediately dissipated, fading into obscurity. 

Your breathing was ragged as your body attempted to come to terms with the orgasm you never had, blinking away the stars that dotted your vision. "W-Wait," you whispered, raising yourself onto your elbows. "Why'd you st-" But just as the words were about to leave your mouth, Gepard had turned you around onto your stomach, hand resting on your upper back. His free hand hurriedly worked to release his cock from the confines of his pants, as he pressed gentle kisses to the skin of your shoulder blades. 

Before you could complain again, he sunk his member deep into your heat. The weight of his body suspended above yours only added to the pleasure, slowly thrusting in sync with the rhythmic contraction of your walls. Each thrust was coupled with the soft grind of his hips, slowly working you back up to your pleasure point. He took his time, butterfly kisses dotting the back of your neck and ears. 

"Gepard…" You sighed, to which he replied with a soft hum. While you sincerely enjoyed his languid pace, you needed something more to soothe the ache in your loins. You pressed back against him, breathing a quiet “Faster,” to which he replied with a chuckle. Gepard slipped two fingers between your lips, hushing you with quiet whispers. 

You swirled your tongue around his digits, the cool metal of his wedding band contrasting the warmth of your mouth. When he pulled back his hand, a small whine escaped your lips, but your breath soon hitched in your throat as he suddenly increased his pace. He kept his hand pressed down on your lower back, preventing you from bucking back against him as he took you at his own pace. 

The way his cock slammed into you left you gasping for air, brushing against your deepest pleasure points. The heat was rising exponentially, drawing the knot in your belly tighter and tighter with each thrust. Gepard’s lips met the back of your ear, gently pressing kisses to the side of your head. As your cries intensified, you buried your face in the closest pillow you could reach, desperate to muffle the throes of your passion. 

But Gepard didn’t like the way you tried to hide, and he was quick to swipe the pillow from your hold. He pulled out in the process, and you whined at the sudden loss of contact. The heat from your core dissipated once again, and your orgasm fizzled out of reach a second time. Before you could make your disdain known, his hands gripped your hips to turn you around onto your back. 

At your gasp of surprise, his hands met your knees, pushing your thighs up against your chest. He buried himself back in your core, and the roughness of his actions made you wail into your palm. Gepard lowered himself to your face, prying your hand away with his own to clash his lips against yours. You reciprocated the kiss, interlocking your fingers with his. He swiped his tongue against your lower lip, to which you opened your mouth, your tongue meeting his. 

When he pulled back, your lips chased his, breaking the delicate string of saliva between you. Your chest heaved as you tried to regain your breath, tiny tears dotting your vision. You felt like you were melting in his hold, the heat of the moment escalating far beyond your limits. Your sighs were like music to Gepard’s ears as he made love to you, consummating your marriage a second time.

The hand from your thigh moved down to your abdomen, pressing into the skin to feel the way he moved inside of you. He gripped your hand tighter, slightly increasing the pace to chase his orgasm. His cock glided effortlessly, bruising your deepest parts as you sang him praise. The pressure rose even higher in your core, building on your previously denied release. 

Amidst his passion, Gepard managed to grunt out a quiet “Where do you want it?” ghosting his lips along the side of your face. You managed to compose yourself just enough to answer, barely squeaking out “Inside,” before another moan tore itself from your throat. Gepard’s hands came to rest on your thighs again, burying himself impossibly deep in your core.

The sensation of his load warming you from within sent you over the edge as well, whispers of his name escaping your lips as your nails dug into his arm. Sparks of electrifying bliss enveloped your body, walls clenching around his cock. Gepard rode out his high, gently grinding his hips against yours. His lips met yours again, this time kissing you much softer than before. 

When he pulled away, some of his cum dripped from your core. You finally released your iron grip on his hand, sitting up to meet him at eye-level. “Why don’t we go get cleaned up,” you asked, your hand cupping the side of his face. Gepard hummed in approval, turning his head to place a kiss on your palm. 

“I think a bath would do,” he spoke, pulling you off the bed and into his arms. Though you weren’t really sure how much cleaning you’d actually get done. All in all, any time you got to spend with your beloved husband was a win in your books.

(melts) i saw a ballet concert, had my hair done, went out w/ my dad nd played league wit my friends. nun of these activities allowed me 2 write my smutty smut dis week waahhhh hopefully back on schedule now :') i tried 2 write dis extra long as an apology, also referenced multiple online sources 4 gn!smut 2 attempt 2 educate myself........

#gepard smut #gepard x you #gepard x reader #gepard hsr #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail #gepard landau #♥︎ | milky writes #♥︎ | request

[wahgifs]

take care of him. he's very precious to me. love in the air episode 13

#asianlgbtqdrama #bldramaedit #love in the air #love in the air the series #boss chaikamon #peat wasuthorn #thai drama #let them all hang out please!! #i want the whole gang together #ty for the request anon ♥

[juleteon]

Breezehome - Your first home in the province of Skyrim

#Breezehome #Skyrim #Whiterun #Skyrim Fanart #TES #The Elder Scrolls #TES V #TES 5 #My art #Digital painting #Speedpaint #Juleteon Art #[ I mean - most likely. Not necessarily so ] #[ As requested by the lovely Nani ♥ ] #[ It was a pleasure to paint! I had so much fun on this! ]

[graveroom]

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ(ˊ ° ˋ ʃƪ)ྀིഒ❤︎ unwritten 🖥️🗨️ㅤㅤ

#♥︎̼̻✧ ㅤshe/her #♥︎̼̻✧ ㅤmb #♥︎̼̻✧ ㅤspa/eng #♥︎̼̻✧ ㅤyou can request

[mrsariariley]

Thoughts on gentle-giant reader with price :)))

no because price would absolutely LOVE someone who could keep up..

price and his gentle giant !

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ﾟ

im thinking someone who's his height, and his amount of muscle, maybe slightly shorter or slightly taller - whatever you wanna imagine..

he would love how - if you're a civilian, he doesn't get odd stares out in public at the difference. he would love how he never has to reach up to get things for you. he just loves how youre so similar!

when you go to the gym with him, you help eachother out in workouts!

if youre also in the military, he LOVES sparring with you simply because you challenge eachother!

when he first met you, he would be lying if he said he wasnt kinda nervous. someone like that is intimidating, tbh..

but when he got to know you, he was pleasantly surprised!

one time, when you accidentally hit him too hard during sparring, you started crying so hard and price knew it was time for you to be the one. when someones hurt and youre always there to take care of them! :(

if you were ever unsecure about being a gentle giant, hes got your back, dont worry.

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do not re-publish OR translate my work !

mdni / masterlist

a/n: im sorry this is so short smh i was stuck for ideas lowkey but THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE SUPPORT ILY

#♥︎ aria brainrot #♥︎ request ! #task force 141 #cod #price x reader #john price #captain john price #ghost smut #ghost x reader #simon riley #tf141

[hongthoven]

Okay, hi my love <3

I can´t stop thinking about Yuyu and Mingi and my brain is like, CRAVING for fluff. Just cuddling or going on a walk and all that stinking cute, tooth rottingly cute fluff. imagine the reader beind shorter and them just being her protectors and best friends or boyfriends and them just showing her how important she is for them!

I´m alreay tearing up at the thought of them (or any of ateez for that matter) proposing to them in the cutest ways and i´m just... yeah, i´m sobbing. it´s a neeed <3

LOVE YOUUUUUU <3

i hope you´ll have an amazing day, my cutie patootie <3

Hi Kittykat ♥

I didn't think this through and fluff isn't my typical comfort zone so I'm sorry if that's terrible, but here's my attempt at fulfiling your needs for some cute comforting moment with Mingi.

Slight angst at the beginning, if that calls for a tw.

Love you ♥ @bethelighthalazia

I doesn’t take more than this for Mingi to immediately call you, cutting the texting short so he can hear your voice, looking for any sign of a breakdown. He knows every crack, every change in your tone and years of friendship have given him the luxury of anticipating that kind of conversations.

« Is it about that jerk again ? » Mingi’s voice is a little hoarse but soft as ever and you can’t help but sigh as soon as it wraps you up into an invisible blanket. While he has been trying his best to keep your mind off of your ex boyfriend, Mingi knows just how much you can get into your own thoughts sometimes, digging your own grave.

You’ve been laying in bed for hours now, spiraling into your darkest thoughts, hating yourself for the most and reminiscing the last time you have felt truly loved and desired, failing to pinpoint the exact moment. It is definitely « one of those days » you typically brush off, unwilling to make a big deal out of it but sadly settling into a pathetic routine.

A pity party you never asked for but still seem to secretely crave.

« No, it’s not » only half a lie. You have been thinking about him, but not quite as much lately.

« I was just wondering why no one ever loves me enough to stay, that’s all » while you’re aware of just how sad you must sound right now, there’s a sense of comfort and safety in your friendship with Mingi that makes i tokay for you to just blurt out anything coming to your mind, including your deepest secrets.

« What about me ? What about Yunho ? »

« I love you both dearly but… you’re my best-friends »

« And ? You don’t feel loved around us ? »

« God, Mingi… You just don’t get it… Nevermind » you sigh, a little hurt not to hear precisely what you need from him at that exact moment. Of course, your childhood best-friend being the stubborn man he is now, isn’t keen on giving up that easily.

« Why don’t you explain it to me then ? »

There’s a knock on the door and you’re suddenly aware of your current state. Hair messily wrapped into a bun, rotting in your pjs and you’re pretty sure your face looks like it hasn’t seen a ray of sunshine in days but still, nothing compares to the absolute shock of seeing Mingi standing in front of your door as soon as you reluctantly fling it open.

« I was in the neighborhood » he shrugs with a smile, ending the call as you stare at him in disbelief with your phone still tapped to your ear. You had noticed the traffic sound in the background earlier and while you could perfectly picture your best-friend walking around the city, heading to god-knows-where as he tried his best to cheer you up, you were nowhere near prepared to have him showing up at your door within ten minutes.

« So what is this all about ? » he adds as you remain with your back against the door for a while, nervous to put some actual words on your insecurities. But as Mingi walks closer to you with his typical gummy smile, his dimple digging into the flesh of his cheek as a reminder of the safe place you have found in this man, nothing seems too unbearable anymore.

« I just… don’t feel desirable lately… »

« That’s bullshit »

« Excuse me ? »

« You are desirable »

« Oh yeah, says who ? »

« I just said so, didn’t I »

« That’s not… »

« The same ? Yeah I know » he adds, his arms pulling you into a hug as you almost face plant into his chest. Sometimes, you tend to forget just how much taller he actually is, and though it’s not that obvious when you two are heading out while you perch yourself on some nice heels, today is quite the opposite. Standing on your tippy toes, you fail to even reach his shoulder and settle for the warmth of his chest against your cheek.

« You know you’re beautiful, right ? »

You nod, not entirely convinced but still appreciative of Mingi’s efforts to boost your confidence through his typical praises. You’ve been here before, seeking shelter into his arms while he tries his absolute best to cheer you up and though you would never admit it, there’s something about the way he looks at you, the intensity of his gaze almost burning through your skin, like there’s nothing left around for him to see but you, that makes you feel a little too special. More than you intend to be.

The sun has been replaced by a pitch black sky outside and the late hours of the night only occurs to you when you wake up, dizzy still, into the heated comfort of Mingi’s embrace. With his arm around you, your leg snaked around his hip as he rests lazily on the couch, the arm that isn’t keeping you safe simply settled behind his head as an extra pillow, Mingi only seems half-absorbed with the movie playing on tv, his attention caught with the very first flinch of your body against his.

« Well hello there, sleeping beauty » he smirks, immediately pressing his lips to your hair and you hate the way your skin reacts to a simple touch, shivers running down your spine as the warmth of his breath hits the back of your neck.

« How do you feel ? Any better ? » Mingi’s eyes are filled with a mix of worry and adoration, his palm reaching for your cheek to stroke it softly.

« Much better » you pause, reminiscing your prior breakdown « sorry ‘bout that ».

« Don’t you dare apologizing » his thumb hooks under your chin, forcing you to tilt your head upwards to meet his gaze, the intimacy of a simple gesture sending mixed signals to your brain though you decide to ignore those.

« I love you, don’t you ever doubt it » his lips find yours through a quick peck, nothing you haven’t done before but today, you feel him linger for a bit longer than usual, his fingers almost pushing into the plush flesh of your cheeks as you close your eyes to bask in the moment.

#request♥ #Kittykat♥ #mingi x reader #mingi fluff #that is very much a soft blurb #ateez fluff

[bi-wan]

Patreon request made by the lovely @sopherfly ♥

#obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #obikin #cam.png #patreon request #the baby clothes still get me ♥

[flx-res]

#I'm happy guys bc I got excellent grades in my final exams and this drawing turned out so cute c': #I am a free university student now :') #this is the last request for a while guys ♥ i did this in my style to make it special /// #i love y'all #now if youll excuse me I need to go and clean my bedroom #tomstar #startom #svtfoe #my art #artwork #fantasy art #fan art #disney #svtfoe fanart #demon art #kawaii

[ave661]

COD MWII: König Blood Soaked skin

#got a request to do it... so there ya go!♥ #konig #könig #cod #call of duty #mw2022 #modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #mw2 #Blood Soaked

[surshica]

HII LUVV!! i hope ur taking care of ur self :))

but i heard u needed chishiya requests 👀 so maybe like when chishiya gets like sick and he’s more clingier than normal and he’s the type to not get sick easily and and ykyk

i’ll let u decide on the rest 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

MATSURI <3

request: chishiya x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: ill chishiya — overly clingy chishiya — ooc chishiya (idgaf sorry 😜) — swearing — a little sensual actions from chishiya — established relationship

— CHISHIYA x GN!READER

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the morning sunlight beamed through the curtains, a groan as you slowly opened your eyes. shifting your body to face chishiya who looked like he was still asleep. he was quite overworked so seeing him sleeping made you smile.

you leaned down to place a kiss on his nose when you noticed/heard his jagged breathing. placing your hand on his forehead you had noticed he was hot, very hot. your face grew concerned shaking chishiya awake, “chishiya wake up. wake up.” you didn’t want to be too loud so you just whispered yelled.

chishiya groaned, “i’ll get ready for work later..” he had cuddled up against the blanket some more. his hands wandered your side of the bed to bring you closer to him; to his luck you were sitting up on the bed.

“no you’re not going to work chishiya, you’re sick. you have a cold” you sterned at him placing your hand over his forehead again. “you are literally scorching hot.” you sighed crawling off the bed.

“thank you” he replied back, “no not like that dumbass.” you groaned slipping on a pair of house sandals making your way to the door; “where are you going?” chishiya had sat up the blanket still draped on him.

his hair was messy his eyes were tired and you can see his breathing become unsteady. “i’m going to make you some soup, it’ll help you feel better” the response made chishiya upset for some reason. he slowly crawled off the beee to go over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist from the back.

“what are you doing?? go back to bed chishiya” you furrowed your brows slightly, chishiya clung onto you like a lost child. his arms were wrapped around your waist holding it tightly his face was buried into your sides.

no words were exchanged but he was moving you back to the bed slowly, you found it rather cute. though he was quite sick so he was pretty weak, “no chishiya i need to make you some soup.” “the soup can wait. just five more minutes then you can make the soup” his voice was demanding causing a sigh to escape your lips. “fine only five minutes.”

in a blink of an eye you were laying back down in bed with chishiya, don’t get it wrong he is a big spoon but today he felt like being the small spoon. his hands were snaked under your shirt, still maintained the same cold temperature even though the rest of his body was scorching hot.

running your hands through his hair untangling the small knots. the position wasn’t the most comfortable since your leg was falling asleep on you but there was no room for complaining, the small snores rumbled throughout your stomach area.

chishiya nuzzled his face more into your stomach, almost like he was cat that craves attention. twirling his hair around your fingers you mindlessly dozed off into the distance.

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looking back at the time you had realized more than five minutes has passed—hell half an hour had passed by, untangling yourself from his grasp you had shook your leg to wake back up. you had stuffed a pillow in your spot so he wouldn’t wake up anytime soon, you can say you are a genius.

making your way to the kitchen you had taken out a canned chicken noodle soup to heat up in a pot. “you said you’d stay in bed for five minutes..it wasn’t even five minutes.” chishiya appeared from behind causing you to jump slightly.

“well i am a liar, i had to make food. you’re running on an empty stomach” you turned down the pot filled with chicken noodle soup; turning your head back a frown was shown on your lips. “go back to bed chishiya i’ll bring you food when it’s ready”

“no.”

“what?”

“no”

“chishiya.”

“im not going back until you come with me”

“someone’s clingy”

chishiya leaned on the countertop watching you make the soup, he stood by the word. he wasn’t leaving until you came back with him to the bedroom. “the food can wait, yn”

taking a bowl out the counter you gave him a slight side eye “no mister the food cannot wait you need to eat something so you can take medicine, aren’t you a doctor? you should know this by now” slowly pouring some of the soup into the bowl

“well since you are here there is no need to go to the room to give you this.” you handed the bowl to the tired eyed chishiya. “that’s no fun” he took the bowl sipping a little bit of the broth before scrunching his face with a burnt tongue.

you took out some medicine from the cabinet, it was a liquid orange flavored syrup; the remembrance of the taste made you ick before pouring it in a little cup. “when you’re done with your food take this.” chishiya who had been sipping at the soup looked over at the medicine cup, “seriously? orange?” “that’s all we had”

you had looked away for a few seconds and chishiya had basically chugged down the whole soup including the medicine. an disgusted look on his face was evident. “i’m done.”

“seriously? you didn’t even let the food sit and cool?” “nope” “did you even drink water?” “no” “chishiya” “can we go lay down in the bed?” the question sounded more like a demand, he didnt even give you time to respond before grabbing your hand leading you back to the bed.

“chishiya i have work,” you argued as he laid on the bed patting the side next to him. “work can wait” he continued to pat the spot, “just call in saying youre sick,” he had grabbed your arm pulling you down onto the bed. “its not a complete lie since youre with someone who is sick”

a groan escaped your lips along side a small smile, “fine but im getting up in an hour.” you had warned him. “mm dont be too certain.” “chishiya.” he had smiled at you sternly saying his name. “youre so clingy.”

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@nanamora , @parkersmyth , @trinmadol , @noxceleste , @eissaaaa , @dr3amscap3 , @arizzu , @bwnniidump , @kerenz , @minyoungieee , @saiewithakatana

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[gepardling]

How about top!Gepard? Now, now I know he seems more like a bottom but sometimes the most quiet are the most freaky (okay, maybe he isn't this freaky). Perpahs a service top? That would do anything to bring pleasure to his love? Yeah I could see this. I do believe though that he has so much pent up energy that sometimes he goes out of or track and he is so drunk in the pleasure that he ends up apologizing after in fear that he caused harm to his love. Yeah I can kind of see this. (Love your writing by the way <3)

de-stressing w/ gepard.

desc. : in hindsight , i got so lost in the "pent up energy" and "off track" aspect that i hyperfixated on those. like geppie-becoming-a-different-person-during-sex possessed me and my hand was forced... ( wc : 1k )

tags / cw : nsfw, afab!reader, gn!reader (no pronouns used), cunnilingus, crying :((, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it!), top!gepard and bottom!reader, praise, reader is basically a ragdoll (u don't do much), aftercare, overstimulation

Everyone has their dark secrets, even if they’re not yet aware of it themselves, and Captain Gepard was no exception. Though he appeared innocent and sweet on the surface, beneath his gentle facade, a beast thrived amidst his stress and pent-up frustrations. He did a pretty good job at hiding it though, but sometimes he could get a little… Unhinged. Gepard didn’t really have any “healthy” outlets to rid himself of all this bottled energy, either. 

That's when he turned to you, his loving partner, who bore the weight of it all. Gepard's way of unwinding after a stressful day involved seeking solace in you, indulging himself without restraint. He gave and gave until your senses blurred and clarity faded. Once he began, he found it hard to stop, driven by the allure of your soft, inviting body.

His pleasure found its home between your legs, and he pursued it relentlessly until he was satisfied with your release. It seemed selfish, but he would claim it was all for your pleasure, leaving you spent and overwhelmed while he's still fully dressed and composed. It was nothing short of unfair, yet resisting the relentless force that lurked deep within Gepard was futile. The irony was that he himself remained oblivious to this fact.

Tonight was no different, having returned home late from another stressful frontline expedition. Gepard wasted no time in getting you on the bed, head nestled between your thighs as his tongue worked diligently on your hole. He doesn’t let up, and the feeling of your heels digging into his back only sends him further into your dripping core. He pulls orgasm after orgasm from your weary body, saturating the sheets with your release.

When his mouth finally releases its grip on your abused sex, the clinking of his belt fills the room, and before you can react he’s plunging his hardened member into you. In moments like these, your once-sweet Gepard fades away, and he’s replaced by a voracious beast that chases your pleasure over and over. The warmth of his gaze is replaced by something darker, an insatiable hunger that only you could sate.

He’s too drunk in the warmth of your cunt and the way you keep sucking him in to realize he has to stop eventually. He also doesn’t remember when you started pleading with him to slow down, too focused on the fiery sensation of your nails scratching down his back. His eyes are shut tight as he thrusts deeper, harder. All you can do is let him take what he wants, allowing him to consume you until his pent-up stress is exhausted. 

The overstimulation burns, and your face is a wet, sobbing and drooling mess. Your throat is too sore to keep up with the waves of pleasure he’s forcing down on you. At one point, his hand travels down to your thigh, pushing it up over his shoulder to grind deeper into you. Fresh tears grace your reddened cheeks when the stretch becomes too much, but Gepard’s oblivious to the way you claw at his arm, eyes fixated on the delicate strings of arousal that tie you two together with each thrust of his hips. 

It’s not like he himself hasn’t cum yet, he’s on his fourth or fifth by now. Yet he continued to draw the sweet honey from your core, his pretty cock decorated with a creamy ring, all because of you. Gepard’s low grunts in your ear are nothing short of carnal, singing praises of how good you’re being for him, how well you take him. His lips trail down your jaw and onto your neck, where he sucks and bites little marks wherever he could reach first. 

Your mind swims with pleasure and praise, thoughts hazy and blurred. Gepard’s dick is the only thing you can think of, and rightfully so. But luckily your job is easy enough. You just have to lay there and look pretty, let him have his way and assure him he’s doing a good job. Any previous pain has long since been numbed, and you’re too drunk on the pleasure to care anyways... 

Gepard gives you everything he has, desperate to empty his heavy balls deep into your awaiting cunt. Eventually, he reaches his final climax, burying himself deep into your core, his face pressed into your neck. Desperate pleas of your name escape his lips as he ruts into you, riding out his high. His warmth engulfs you from within, and by now you’re so spent that you could fall asleep then and there.

But as his afterglow fades and his senses return to him, Gepard pulls his softened cock from your wet folds, only to witness the state he’d left you in. Little bruises littered your body, small imprints on your thighs and waist where his grip had been a little too tight. He’s overcome with an intense guilt, like someone who’d broken their mother’s favorite porcelain doll. It was as if the beast from earlier had vanished, and he’s back to his old gentle self in a heartbeat. 

Gepard loves and respects you too much to intentionally cause you harm. He can't stand the idea of letting you down or hurting you. So, when it does happen, especially during your vulnerable moments, he feels like a ton of bricks crash down on him. There's a sense of panicked fear in his tone as he meticulously checks you over, ensuring that he didn't inflict too much pain during his little... Session.

Apologies pour from his lips, and despite your reassurance that it was fine (and likely some of the best sex you’d ever had) it did little to soothe the overwhelming guilt he faced. He immediately prepared a hot bath for you, gently cleaning you up with a damp cloth and placing tender kisses on any marks he may have left. He even takes great care to massage any stiff muscles you might have, gracing them with apologetic kisses. 

After all, he loved you far too much to let his inner beast overshadow the tender affection he held for you.

i am currently undergoing oshi no ko brainrot so im srry if dis was written wit half a brain bc omg. oshi no ko. but do not fret !! i went 2 the extreme length of rewriting dis whole piece n hour b4 posting it JUST BC i didn't want 2 release smth i wasn't happy wit ♥︎ all 4 u loves

#gepard smut #gepard x reader #gepard x you #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail #gepard landau #gepard hsr #♥︎ | milky writes #♥︎ | request

[wahgifs]

sweet. love in the air - episode 8 / episode 10 / episode 11

#asianlgbtqdrama #bldramaedit #love in the air #love in the air the series #peat wasuthorn #fort thitipong #thai drama #THEM ♥♥♥ #that first gif is a nightmare #everyone turn your brightness up #it's definitely pai kissing sky's shoulder #please believe me #hopefully i didn't ruin your request anon 😭 ty

[quinloki]

Birthday Request Event

"It's my birthday and I'll write what I want to \o/"

Gift Details ♥ Reader: afab!reader Character: Trafalgar Law Kink: #11 Bondage/Shibari Prompt: #13 "Don't worry, I'll take care of you." & 8. "Stay still." Gift Giver: @jiholeen & @laws-princess

You two had such similar asks I smushed them together and made a longer than normal drabble for it.

Summary: It's your first time being bound, and Law intends to do so properly.

Content Notes: bondage, rope, rotor toy used, vaginal fingering, forced orgasms, pet names, biting.

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

You stood naked in the room, shivering, though not from the cold. The blindfold over your eyes was by your own request, but it wasn’t doing you the good you hoped it would. You could feel his presence as he moved around you. The feel of the rope – coarse but not stiff – slipping over your skin as he brushed it along all the curves and tender places you had.

“How does it feel?” He questions quietly. Evenly. So terribly calmly.

You’d admitted to Law some weeks ago that you wanted to be tied up. You didn’t really know much about it, and he wanted to be able to do it safely, so all he’d asked for in return was some time to research it. Now you were in his bedroom, dealing with step one – which rope did you like better?

“It’s… it’s a little rough, but soft too. I like it.” You admit, voice shakier than you wanted it to be.

“We’ll start with this one then.” He states, and you feel his fingers trail across your shoulders lightly. You feel your muscles twitch at the teasing touch, and you try to hold in the soft moan that threatens to escape you. “It’ll be hard to say which is best until we use them all, but this was the most recommended as well.”

There’s a bit of silence as you can hear the sounds of the rope against the floor. You’re trying to keep yourself calm, but the anticipation almost carries more weight than the light touch earlier.

“We’ll start with a basic harness, and work from there.” Law explains. He’s in front of you now, and you feel the shift of his shirt as he reaches around you, looping the rope around your neck. “We’re going to keep it loose here.” You can feel two fingers against your throat as he makes the first knot. It’s snug, but not tight.

Holding the two sides of rope together he pulls it mostly taut down the front of your chest, stopping and making another knot. You feel a shiver run through you as he works, and you almost want to take the blindfold off.

If you look at those golden eyes right now, however, you might just crumple to the floor before he can finish the harness.

He leans forward, tugging you close with the rope. You can feel his lips against your ear and you squirm.

“Hold still, snowdrop.” He says firmly. “Let me move you when I need to.”

You nod a little. “Y-yes.”

“Yes?” He prompts, lips pressing against your neck softly.

“Yes, sir.” You correct. You can feel the heat rushing up to your face and ears.

“Good. Open your stance, I need room to bring this through.” He instructs. You can feel your embarrassment growing as you shuffle your feet apart, standing with them more at shoulder width than together. “There we go.”

You feel the rope against your leg for a moment as he steps around you, keeping the ropes together and tying another knot. You feel the knot rest against the small of your back lightly as he separates the ropes and loops them around your waist, threading them through the front of the rope harness. He tugs, pulling it snug and you feel a knot you hadn’t noticed before push against your slit.

“Ah – um… L-Law?” You stammer the question, gasping as a tug of the rope pushes it past your labia and against your clit. You buck at the sensation, your legs nearly buckling, and you feel a sharp tug of your hair as you’re held against Law’s chest.

“Stay. Still.” He commands. There’s a smile in his tone despite the rough actions and you’re aware that he knows full well what he did to you. Your breath falls heavy from your mouth, but you nod as he takes a step back.

He continues to loop the rope through the rest of the harness, bringing it up and looping it through the back of the loop of rope around your neck. The pattern, and opposing tensions created because of it, kept everything in place neatly.

His hands are over your shoulders, sliding down your arms and slowly guiding your arms behind your back. Soft kisses against your shoulders as he laces his fingers in yours for a moment has you struggling to stay still. Needy sounds escape you as his kisses move up your neck, nibbling the curve of your ear.

“I’ve got you, little snowdrop.” He purrs, his voice falling into your ear like sweet honey as he begins to tie your hands behind your back. “Tell me if anything goes numb. Even if you’re almost going to orgasm, you have to say something, understand?”

“Yes sir.” Your fingers kept brushing against his hands while he worked, and sometimes you’d feel his fingers trace lines in the palms of your hands when he could.

Once he was done he took a moment to check the knots. He asked you if anything was uncomfortable, and slipped his fingers under the ropes in places he was concerned might be too tight. Once he was sure that you were comfortable enough, you expected him to tease you relentlessly, but it seemed he had something else in mind for your first time in ropes.

It was cold and hard and no more than the size of his thumb, as he pushed it past the ropes and wedged it against your clit. You knew what was going to happen a split second before it did. The rotor purred to life against your clit and as you gasped, Law leaning down to kiss you.

His fingers teased your nipples, tugging, pinching, and rolling them between his fingers as he deepens the kiss, pushing his tongue into your mouth. He starts to kneel, guiding you to move with him, keeping you steady and stealing kisses from you as you move.

He braces you against his knee, pushing the rotor against your clit more forcefully as he turns up the intensity. You squirm under the ropes, gasping pleasure into the kiss as he holds you in place on his thigh.

“I’m going to take the blindfold off, okay?” He questions and you nod your head.

Your eyes are wet and dazed. He’s not kissing you, but your mouth’s open in want, pleasure rolling off your tongue.

“You are really turned on,” Law muses. “I can’t wait to hear all the sounds you’ll make for me.”

Law’s earlier soft kisses are replaced by heavy bruising kisses against your skin. He leaves marks everywhere he can, leaving red bite marks in tender places causing you to buck and moan and cry into the air. His hands keep you where he wants you, moving you with a tug on the harness, or holding you still with an iron grip in your hair.

“L-Law I’m gonna c-cum, please!” You beg, body shivering against him as your legs twitch and your toes start to curl.

He pulls you close, keeping the rotor pinned against your clit as he reaches around and slips a finger past the rope, pushing his middle finger into your pussy. “Cum for me,” he demands, his voice rushed and strained.

You buck enough to bring your feet off the floor, squirming uselessly against the ropes as you scream your first orgasm into his chest. Pleasure rips through your body and it’s not just the orgasm that feels good, but the struggle itself.

Sunk against his chest you’re almost crying as you draw in shuddering breaths, the intense pleasure abating a little. Law’s finger twists and a second one pushes inside you, filling the room with wet sounds as the rotor revs up to what you hope is its highest setting.

The stretch from two fingers, the insistence of the rotor, the pleasure still tingling through you and the sheer fact that you cannot get away are working against you. If against is even the right word, you’re not sure, but the pleasure is building up again and it feels too soon.

“Law – Law, please… please… I’m gonna… Hnnnnngh – cum again, please!” You beg.

“Cum again.” He huffs, holding you tight. “Scream little snowdrop.”

His name falls from your lips in broken pieces of pleasure, crashing against his shoulder as your shuddering body fought uselessly against the ropes. His fingers thread through yours, holding you tight as you tense and spasm from the orgasm, your cries of pleasure falling into heavy gasps as you work to catch your breath.

Wet fingers grip your ass as he pulls his fingers out from inside you. You squeak from the sensation and hear Law chuckle a little as he tilts your chin up.

“L-Law, the rotor.” Your eyes are hazy and tired and you’re struggling to stay focused on him, especially with the continuing buzz between your legs.

“It doesn’t go any higher.” He answers, and you shake your head.

“It’s – that’s not the issue!” You gasp, struggling as he grips your ass with both hands and starts pressing you into his thigh. “L-Law – please!”

“Mm, am I making you cum again? Is that what you’re begging for?” He grins as his fingers squeeze your ass again.

“N-no, I – yes, but with… with y-you inside me.” Your voice falters at the end. Those golden eyes seem to look right into your soul and it’s embarrassing.

“I was inside you earlier.” He points out, leaning down and kissing your cheek before he whispers in your ear. “You’ll have to ask clearly.”

“Your… your cock, please. Please Law I want it.” You beg, squirming as the relentless rotor continues to tease you.

You feel him shift your legs, straddling you over his hips and not just his thigh. You can feel pressure as his erection pushes against you, causing you and Law to hiss softly at the vibrating pleasure.

“Don’t worry,” he says, his voice husky and needy as he moves the rope aside, letting the rotor fall to the floor. “I’ll take care of you.”

Check out the event - requests are accepted until 7/31/2023 EST

#birthday request event #one piece drabble #trafalgar law #law x reader #x reader #reader insert #I hope I am forgiven for smushing gifts together #Thank you both for this ♥ I might expand on it further honestly #but I didn't want to go too high on word count for the event xD