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vcrooster · 2 years

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Right Down the Line | Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

Angst, Smut & fluff

Paring: Rooster x pregnant!reader (call sign: Storm)

Word count: 4k

Summary: Rooster becomes a dad.

Authors note: this is the first time I write a Oneshot so I hope you don’t hate that much. Reader takes Phoenix place in the storyline so she is teamed up with Bob. I hope you guys like it!

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The pregnancy test was ready exactly 17 minutes ago. You can’t move, the more you glance at it the more you feel your heart pounding against your chest.

You weren’t ready for that type of responsibility yet, you thought you had more time as a navy pilot, shit, you just got recalled to top gun, the top 1%. You didn’t want things to change.

You have a moment of sudden courage holding the test to finally take a look at the results.

Positive.

Your eyes focus on the polaroid that stands against the lamp on your light stand. You felt your blood go cold the moment Bradley Bradshaw’s face appeared in your view.

They were so happy that night, Bradley had come back from deployment just a day after. She was sitting on the top piano of the Hard deck whilst Rooster was standing in between her legs.

Her head was leaning towards his, giving a soft smile. His hand was holding his beer and the other was resting on her bare thigh.

You remember perfectly how he gently squeezed the your skin under his palm, Penny counting up to three to take the picture and you remember his voice saying ‘I love you’ and kissing your temple when you had the photo in your hand.

How am I going to tell him?

All of her thoughts were stopped as soon as Bob’s voice echoed on the other side of the door.

“Storm it’s almost time”

Capitan Mitchell was going to announce who’s going on the mission they had been training for the past weeks.

Your boots felt heavy on your way to take your spot next to Bob.

“You alright?” Your backseater manage to whisper once he took a quick look to your face. You nodded as your eyes immediately started to search for Rooster, he was standing just a couple of rows in front of you.

Being recalled to Top Gun has really taken a toll on him. His rivalry with Hangman was somehow gotten worse and with Maverick in the picture he has just been… angry.

Your nails dig into the palm of your hand as the thought of your positive pregnancy test started lingering in your head. Are you guys even ready for a kid? Is he going to be mad?

Mavericks voice is the only thing that shakes you out of your thoughts.

“It’s been an honor to fly with you” he starts.

You can see how Roosters head turns to your direction. He looks at you with apologetic eyes.

Lately fights between you have been starting to become regular. Last night wasn’t the exception when he stormed off after he had start to tell you about his argument with Maverick.

You couldn’t help but to say that maybe he had his reasons, that maybe Maverick was in the right.

He didn’t hold back, and once he was done he just left you standing there, you just waited for him to leave because you refused to let him see you cry.

The excuses to give him were running low, you loved him to death but there is only so much you can allow yourself to take.

“Each one of you represents the best of the best,” Captain Mitchell took a look at the pilots standing before him “this is a ver specific mission, my choices are reflection of that and nothing more” he added.

Rooster felt like shit, even looking towards your way seeking any type of comfort from you was something he did not deserve. He doesn’t know what has kept you from ending this with him.

He loved you. Truly.

He didn’t intent for this whole situation to crash and burn the way it did, let alone to let off some steam on you. But he couldn’t help it. You were supposed to be on his side.

Why couldn’t you be on his side?

“… Storm and Bob”

Bob’s shared a small smile with you, surprised. You made it, you made it in the mission that you knew was going to be your last.

“And you wingman?”

“Rooster.”

He did not move, Maverick was finally doing right by Rooster and he was only worried about your forgiveness.

As soon as you were dismissed you step out of the room as fast as you could. The nausea got stronger as you ran your way towards the bathroom.

You started crying inside of the stall when you were finished.

I can’t be pregnant.

All this was frightening, and absolutely suffocating. Her chest started to feel heavy, breathing was becoming more difficult. Suddenly, Bradley’s voice flooded her ears.

“Storm” his voice cracked. He didn’t know what to say when he heard her crying coming from inside the bathroom “Y/N it’s just me- open please”

“No Bradley, go away”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry for everything please” he whispered sincerely.

It took her a couple of seconds unlocked the door and Rooster’s figure kneeled down before her.

She holds on on to him as tight as she can when he wraps his arms around her.

Now, she was the strongest person he knew along side his mother, seeing her like this knowing it’s his fault made him hate himself even more.

She had met Rooster their first time around Top Gun. They were both stubborn and terrible team members to one another. Yet, she couldn’t help to fall for him once they completed their mission.

He took a missile for her. He wasn’t even team leader and yet he made sure everyone got home safe. That’s a little something most people didn’t know about Rooster.

He had this selflessness to him, he decided to save her and that’s something that not anybody would’ve done, anybody else would have let it been a tragic accident.

Nine days he spent in the hospital and those nine days she stayed with him. Taking care of him the best she could.

That’s where she got to learn a few things about him. He was alone. No parents, no siblings or significant other. She just kept thinking that the least she could do for him is to be there when he woke up. With someone by his side.

Turns out she wasn’t that bad herself, they got along pretty well. She’s funny, kind, tough. It didn’t take long before Rooster started to fall head over heels for her.

He kissed her for the first time in his first night back in his apartment. Nothing to special, but Rooster just couldn’t shake the thought of her.

It was easy being around her.

The first night they slept together he kept on thinking how beautiful she was, how smooth her skin felt, her smell, the way her fingers played with the curls in the nape of his neck, and her legs- god, he loved her legs.

It was slow, she was overwhelming, so much he had to take a second to look at her under him, her chest was rising up and down, lips swollen and the need in her eyes… He couldn’t get enough, it was difficult to think when she was kissing him the way she was.

The detail she had in loving every part of him. She complemented him. Rooster has never been happier.

Luckily for them their stateside remained the same for the years to come with help of Admiral Kazansky of course. Iceman made a couple of calls once the Navy found out about their relationship, Goose’s kid deserved to have somebody to go home to, after all these years of being alone.

“Come here” Bradley helped her to the sink. “I’m sorry, the things I said last night, no more fights I pro-“

“Bradley I’m pregnant” cutting him off, your eyes met his through the mirror.

“You…wh-” Not a single word cross his mind. What can he possibly say?

You took a look at him, he was certainly taken back, he didn’t seam angry and that was a huge relief but him just standing there in silence was arguably worst.

“I took a test this morning…” your voice started to fill with anxiety when you couldn’t shake a reaction from him.

He remembers that night, just a day before leaving.

It’s not like he didn’t want it, he’s always wanted to be a dad, he did want to have a family, but he thought it would still be in a few years, not right now when you’re going on the most dangerous mission of your careers.

He was scared, what if his kid had to go through the same thing he did? Only knowing him by pictures and some videos, you having to carry all the responsibility while you tell stories about how Bradley was before you snugged your child in to bed, bonding with him trough the stuff he left behind because he doesn’t have any memories of him.

What if he lost both of you up there? He finally had something to comeback home to and the thought of losing it in a just a second broke his soul.

“Say something please” she breathed out. He didn’t realize how silent he got.

“Hey, hey, hey-“ he chanted as he reached out to pull her against his chest “I love you” Rooster’s hands cupped your face, his eyes have a warm look to them, he didn’t want her to feel alone in all of this. “I love you so much.”

He leans for a kiss, his lips stay still over hers, feeling terrible that this has been the most intimate moment they had together since their call back. “We’ll be alright… We’re going to figure it out”

***

“ROOSTER!” You shout, everything seems to happen too fast. He had gone after Maverick.

“Dagger two is hit, dagger two is hit.” You heard the voice coming out of the radio, Bob was trying to help you compose yourself. He sounded frantic but distant at the same time.

“DOES ANYONE SEE HIM?” All you see is the smoke in the air. “BOB! TALK TO ME! PAYBACK!”

You didn’t see a parachute, “STORM! WE HAVE TO HEAD BACK-“ No, he can’t be gone, he’s going to be a dad, you can’t do it without him. He has to find his way back. “STORM THERE IS NO TIME PLEASE”

The feeling starts to sink in, you can’t even control your breathing. “Rooster…” you call for him again hoping for anything, but you only hear Bob behind you.

“THERES NOTHING WE CAN DO” You knew Bob was right.

“Those bandits are closing Storm” you hear Payback in your ear trying to knock some sense into you. “We can’t risk anybody else”

He was right. You had no right to put Fanboy’s and Bob’s life in danger, it was your responsibility to get your backseater home, safe. “Just stay on my wing Storm” Payback said, in your best effort to calm down you fly back to the carrier with the remaining of your team.

Once your aircraft has safely landed you can’t make a single move, all you feel is tears piling up in the edges of your mask.

Bob gets closer to you taking your mask and helmet off. You are to stunned to comprehend anything that’s going on, you look at him and you finally understand what he’s trying to tell you. “Their is a signal from Rooster” next thing you know Hangman is taking off.

They’re alive, Bradley is alive.

You get out of your plane and Bob helps you out of your gear. “Rooster and Mav are on their way”. He spoke softly.

Home. Bradley’s been meaning to surprise you, he had been fixing the house that he grew up in, he wanted to offer you something else than a small apartment in San Diego. He wants to do things right with you.

He thought it was over when the ejection handles didn’t work. His head and chest felt heavy. You, his kid. The voice of his mother echoed in the back of his head “I don’t want you to end up like your father Bradley!” He remembered her yelling at him with tears running down her face.

But of course he didn’t listen. Bradley followed on to his dad’s steps, so Carole Bradshaw turned to Maverick as her last resource. His papers were pulled from the naval academy.

A few years after his mother’s death was when he found out about his papers, Pete had set him back four years. Even after all of that he missed him, he hated him for what he did, but he missed Maverick, he stuck around for him, like a father would.

“Mav! …” Panic was flooding his mind. This is it. Never being able to see his child grow, not ever even knowing if it was a boy or a girl, not seeing you as a mom. He felt hopeless.

“I’m sorry Goose, I’m sorry”

The explosion behind them felt unreal, but was even more unreal is Hangman flying out from it.

Without a doubt this was the first time he was happy to see his fellow pilot.

“Hey Hangman, you look good”

“I am good Rooster, I am very good” Jake shot himself another kill “I’ll see you back on deck”.

Maverick follows him behind, the amount of relived he felt in that moment can not be described. Bradley was safe.

“I’m sorry kid, for everything” he made a brief pause “you’re my only family Rooster” Maverick speaks truthfully. “I should do better by you”

Maverick will always regret the decisions he made once Bradley joined the Navy. He’s all grown up, he’s not a child anymore, and he can’t protect him all the time.

It was time to let go.

“I’m going to be a dad Mav” he let it out all of a sudden, Rooster sounded very proud once it fell off his lips.

He is going to be a dad.

You have no idea the amount of time that goes by till you see the barricade being prepared seconds after Hangman landed.

Everybody started to gather around the plane, cheering and welcoming the pilots, that’s when you catch a glimpse of Bradley, you don’t even realize when you start running towards the crowd.

He pulls you into a hug as soon as he spots your face, your hand goes to the back of his neck. “I’m alright baby” his mustache tickles her ear. He got back safe and all in one piece. “I’m here”.

***

It’s their first night back and you couldn’t deny how good it felt just being the two of them.

You heard him open the bathroom door while you were putting away his navy shirts, through the mirror you can see Rooster walking out with only a pair of black boxers hugging his hips.

“Hey” he said before trapping your body against the dresser and a second later you feel his warm lips on your shoulder. “Hi”.

“Am I getting laid tonight?” He mumbles into your hair, you can feel the smile has he continues to press kisses up your neck.

“I don’t know lieutenant” his fingers gently pressing on each side of your hips lifting the material of you shirt a few inches up your body “It’s going to take you some convincing” you turn to face him still trapped against the dresser.

“Is that so?” Your hands locked behind his neck “I thought I was already convincing enough”

“You think you’re all that Bradshaw?” You teased as he smirked. You were happy that he was coming to be his old self again.

“Well I can’t help to be quite charm here” You crash your lips against his with a smile, as he brings his hands to the back of your thighs, lifting your body and you immediately lock your legs around his waist, you let a small giggle out and Bradley couldn’t help to curve his lips onto a smile while kissing yours.

Just a couple of steps and he had already laid you on your shared bed, the mattress sinks when his knees stay at either side of your hips.

You sit up to capture his mouth into a kiss, you immediately feel his tongue trying to push past your lips, and his fingers were quick to find the end of your shirt taking the opportunity to take it off, and so your chest was exposed.

He pushes your body back into the mattress making sure that your head was gently press against the pillows, his hands stared to roam your breast you couldn’t help to let a moan escaped from your lips.

You hold his wrist and guide his hand to the hem of your shorts “always so impatient baby”.

He didn’t waste no time going down on you, his fingers were digging in the skin of your thighs holding you exactly were he wanted you to be. The sensation of his mustache, the way his tongue works wonders on you and your fingers running through his golden hair pulling him closer. “Fuck Bradley…” It doesn’t take long before you feel pressure in your lower stomach, so close to your edge.

But right when it’s about to happen he pulls away “Oh your such an asshole” you whine. He lays a trail of kisses leading up to your jaw.

He smiles at you before connecting you lips sliding his tongue into your mouth, you can feel him grinding down on you, he groans when you slide you hand between you bodies feeling him over the material of his boxers. He nips at his bottom lip getting carried away for a second once your hand was inside his underwear.

“Shit, I need to feel you” that was your cue to hook you fingers on each side of his boxers, sliding them down. He must’ve been so eager tonight, you didn’t even get a chance to go down on him.

He positions himself in your entrance slowly making his way in. You both let out a gasp at the feeling of him sliding completely in you.

He gives you a second to get use to his size before he starts too rock into you. He let his forehead drop on the crook of your neck, you feel his breath on your skin and hear every small noise he makes.

You eagerly start leaving kisses on his throat along the scar that was placed there and your leg hooks up in his waist once again, his hand began to slide throughout your thigh while the other one is keeping him steady next to your head.

He skin of his cheeks and neck was flushed, his brows were furrowed as his eyes were shut lost in his pleasure. How did you ever land a guy like Rooster? you think to yourself.

“Fuck me…” he breathed out and his voice came out with a slight raspy tune. You tug him back the back of his neck and start kissing him, his tongue started moving against yours and you feel his fingers move on your clit.

He began a faster pace as you felt his thrust go deeper inside you.

“Shit Rooster” you gasp at the pleasure that was beginning to be overwhelming “fuck, fuck, fuck…” he growls as his fingers were working faster on you and you felt his mouth giving small bites on your neck.

And that’s all it took to push you to your end, he followed shortly after. His head ended up resting on you collar bone as he slightly panted. “I missed this”.

He took care of cleaning you guys up once he regain his composure. You have to admit you wanted to have him back on top of you when you heard him let out a quiet growl when he tucked himself back in his boxers.

“I’m sorry for being such an ass” he apologized again while letting one of his shirts fall on your body.

“You should be sorry” you said with a laid back tone, he gets closer so he can give you a quick kiss “It’s all good” you hand was pushing the damped curls out of his forehead.

“I love you” he whispered softy, seconds later his face turns in a confused expression “Wow… I don’t get a I love you too Rooster”

You shake your head playfully “What’s in it for me?”

“What’s in it for you?” He repeated, he had a child like smile across his face “look I don’t mean to brag but I have a pretty outstanding pancake game going on honey”

“How could I ever refuse that”

You could stay like this forever with him.

His fingers trace patterns on your stomach. Your skin felt smooth under his. “You think it’s a girl?” His eyes stayed glued where his hand rested, just on top of the hem of your underwear. “I can’t wait to meet you” he whispered to your belly.

***

Your new born was only a couple of weeks old, she was so small and so delicate, you were scared you might hurt her. Her head fitted perfectly on the palm of her hand.

You couldn’t stop looking at her as she lays asleep on your bed. She had been crying all night, you were embarrassed to have to call Penny for help, even more so because of the hour.

“Penny I’m so sorry- she… I don’t know-“ your voice cracks before you could finish the sentence. The crying had gotten louder, you tried feeding her but I wasn’t working.

“Oh honey, I’m coming”

She was there shortly, and after sometime of holding onto your daughter the crying stopped.

“I’m sorry for calling you so late Penny” you said once the baby is fully a sleep. “I have no idea how to do this”

Penny reached out to hug you “no one ever does sweetheart” she pulled back clearing your face of all of the lose hairs.

“I’m so tired Penny…” that’s the moment you broke.

“When is Rooster coming?” She said trying to distract you.

“He still has some weeks to go” he’s been calling every chance he got, you love seeing his face light up when he looks at his baby girl.

You watch over her, her chest rising up and down, and her small hand resting next to her face.

“She looks just like Rooster in those pictures that Pete has in his hanger” It hasn’t been long but you could tell she had his eyes and that golden hair undoubtedly came from his mom.

Bradley is finally heading home, he had missed his daughters brith, time would’ve been calculated correctly if she hadn’t decided to surprise them a whole four weeks earlier.

When Maverick called Rooster it was three in the morning, he cried over the phone with him without even realizing. His little girl was finally here.

He wished he could be there with you, he wanted nothing more than to be with his girls.

Maverick was there to pick him up and drive him home in an attempt to surprise you. He didn’t know why he suddenly grew so nervous when he was in front of the door of their apartment.

“Come on kid, you have nothing to worry about” he heard Maverick behind him. His hand went on his shoulder. “you’re going to be a great father Brad”.

“Thanks” Rooster nodded before opening the door.

He made his way to the bed room, all he could hear your voice humming a song.

And there you were playing with your girl while she was laying on your bed. He took a second to look at you guys leaning on the door frame. They were beautiful and they were all his.

He knocked on the door grabbing your attention “Bradley…” You said softly. You wanted to cry at the sight of him. You stud up to hug him, god you missed him. He really took his time having you in his arms. You break away from him and his eyes go directly to the baby in the bed. You give him a smile before heading to the mattress.

“There’s someone that wants to meet you” you whispered to your daughter lifting her up from the bed.

He took her in as if she was made of glass, she looked so small in his arms. “Hi sweetheart” he mumbled kissing her forehead. The baby looked at him with wide eyes. “I’m your dad”.

He finally had his own little family.

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buckys-little-belle · 11 months

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Hi, I’ve been going through somethings and would like to request a Gareth x little reader, maybe him comforting the little during a heavy crying fit or something like that, I hope you have a wonderful day-

Bun

Hellfire Babysitting Club : The Sequel (Part Three and a half) (Blurb)

Meanie Bo-Beanie

Gareth Emerson X Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns Used) / Hellfire Club x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns Used)

Warnings - Crying, mentions of bullying (Jason), protective Hellfire Club, protective gare bear, food mentions, eating of lunch

Notes - Been A while <3 This is pretty short!

Notes Two - Hope this helps bubba, and I hope things are looking up!

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW.

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"Gareth!" Dustin yelled as he rushed into the drama room, the group, sans Dustin and Bunny, were already digging into their lunches when the boy yelled for Gareth. "Bunny -"

"Bunny what? Dustin!" Gareth stood up, already halfway to the door by the time Dustin could continue.

"They locked themself into the bathroom, and I can't get them to come out." He admits. "They're, they're crying, I don't know why." His voice grows sad as Gareth and him walk towards the bathroom, the rest of the group slowly following behind, not sure what to do.

"Little Bunny?" Gareth's tone is soft, his words already comforting although his face was still contorted in fear and confusion. "It's Gareth, can you come out?"

"Really?" A loud voice booms from down the hallway. "I though you losers would have dropped baby juice box already." Jason laughs, two basketball guys on either side.

Lucas clenched his jaw hard, his fists balled at his side. "Jason, Y/n has nothing to do with this." The group looks to him in confusion, Jason's eyebrows furrowing.

"They have everything to do with this, you told coach I "Bullied" them and he believed you!" Jason laughed.

"You what?" One of the guys next to him speaks up.

"I didn't do anything too mean." Jason laughed. "But Sinclair's got it out for me, probably wants my Team Capitan position or something." The teen scoffs.

As Jason and his guys argue over Jason being a bad guy, something everyone could see, Gareth drowns them out and turns back to the door. "It's okay Bunny, if you want to wait in there that's okay."

"Don' wan' to bear." Y/n cries loudly.

"Jason is leaving now, why don't you come out and we can go eat some lunch?"

"'m scared." Y/n admits, another cries echoing off the bathroom walls.

"I know, but I promise I'm here to protect you, and so is everyone else."

The door lock clicks and Y/n peaks their head out, tears still rapidly falling down their cheeks, a huge frown on their face. "It's okay cheesy, I'll protect you." El speaks up.

"Everyone will." Will bumps El's shoulder.

Gareth squats down, pulling his long sleeve over his thumb and patting away some of Y/n's tears. "I'm sorry I wasn't here to help you, Bunny."

"Jus' wan'ed to give you 'his" Y/n holds out a juice box to Gareth, the straw missing, but the label reading "Fruit punch". "Said you li'ed it."

Gareth smiles, his own tears threatening to spill. "Yes, I do like fruit punch. Thank you Bunny." His hand land on their back and rubs in circles, their tears slowing, breathing calming down.

"You li'e it?" Y/n's lower lip wobbles.

"I love it, Bunny."

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nekassvariigs · 1 year

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Some day in the life with the Whitebeard crew.

Marco x reader x whitebeard!fluff

hearts doing the ooglie-booglies.

"Morning Pops" you gently rubbed your eyes greeting your Capitan.

"Oh its you , Goodmorning." His tall figure looked down on you as you passed him,stopping only to rest your head on his lower leg.

The morning breeze was cold as the winds picked up pace, the calm sea rising to an upbring once more.

"Bout as good as i could with you snoring so loudly." you winced just thinking about it. He didnt snore often but when he did the managed to put half the ship in a trance like state from it alone.

"Gurararara, sorry squirt." he looked down on you with a gentleness he didnt like causing trouble for his sons or daughters esppecially over sleep.

"Mmn, it's fine.." you mumbled cozying further on the old mans leg.

''Cant be helped'' the tall male sighed offering you his arm. You smacked it away earning a look of disbelief from him.

''Its your fault youu..'' lazily throwing punches giggling like a little kid, it felt like someone was tickling his palm such a cute act didn't go unnoticed as he picked you up carefully laying you on his lap his enormous hand placed gentle strokes on your hair. His warmth bringing you great comfort. ''You know, I miss it when I was little, you used to hold me like this all the time.'' you stifled a yawn looking into the mans' old wise eyes.

''You cant stay little forever you know.'' he reminisced of the times you were small enough to comfortably sit on his shoulders falling asleep while holding his bandana.

''Guess it cant be helped..'' you blushed shyly looking at him.

His fatherly instinct kicked him like a rock hitting a windshield cracking his emperor duty filled world to that of a simple man who wanted to provide security to those who showed potential and trusted him with their hearts to the end of the world.

"You brats really do grow fast, i remember when Marco was in his diapers..'' Pops continued an exclamation mark as big as the Moby Dick itself popped on Marcos head. "POPS WHAT ARE YOU SAYING RIGHT NOW!'' he looked like a pissed off flaming chicken then again a pineapple? You couldn't tell and didn't really bother to either just chuckling at the image alone, your laugh as light as the wind you were riding. Your sleep fading as you kept picturing how silly Marco would have looked like as a baby, big dumb-dumb eyes and his dopey haircut atop it.

"Cute.." you thought to yourself making Marco blush seeing as you were imagining things. ''WHATEVER YOU HAVE IN YOUR HEAD STOP IT!'' he barked ears red from embarrassment.

''Oh enough you two." Whitebeard seemed in his element today sharing stories allowing you to sit with him like this even not punishing you two for not getting along. He watched as Marco stomped on the ground a habit he developed unintentionally when he was mad or frustrated.

"Up you go brat.'' he picked up Marco like a cat by the scruff and placed him on his shoulder, the blonde immeditley shutting up avoiding all contact with anyone's eyes. His rosy cheeks showing his soft nature under pops' care.

''Hey pop's , can we ever call you Edward?'' you asked.

''And why would you need to do that?'' he answered fairly curious why you chose this topic.

''Well I don't know would be an interesting development. Should a woman my age still call you pops or do you think its high time for a change." you retorted trying to provoke the man into a battle of wits.

"You can try, but I promise you wont see me in the same way after that."

"Someone's confident..'' you wondered standing up form his lap slowly, your eyes meeting his you uttered the words: '' Edward, when will we set ashore?'' you had a tingle run down your spine not understanding the meaning of it you took it as excitement and went along unfazed.

''Whenever your heart pleases miss'' the aura grew tense the longer you looked at him sweat slowly trickling down your forehead. This felt different, pleasantly different like being courted by a gentleman.

The old man looked at you processing everything that went on his smile rising the longer you took until you erupted a blobly-blushy mess hiding behind his jacket. Whitebeards signature laugh erupting on the deck as well as Marcos.

"Its always fun seeing this reaction.'' Marco laughed having previously seen someone else do this only to end up in the same position.

Marco was wheezing his ass of meanwhile Whitebread offered you his knowing gaze, you hid deeper behind his jacket face redder than a ripe tomato.

''Waaaa~ this is what he meant by 'you wont see me the same way after this.''' What a jerk.

He extended his arm to you his fingers wiggling right by your crouched body. You contemplated for a bit before sitting on his hand , he placed you right on the other side of his shoulder.

He thinks he won just cause he knows how to show off his experience and pearly whites huh. You puffed you cheeks mentally, sitting comfortably on his shoulder you ushered closer to him poking his cheek to give you an ear.

''Then lets set sail Capitan Edward~'' you cooed using a 110% of your womanly charm you noticed him stall. His cheeks dusted a shade redder than when he laughs.

''Let's sail the entire world together Edward, promise me~'' you continued checking how the old man was taking it. His whole expression stone cold however his cheeks red as a rash on a baby's bum.

Marco couldn't belive his eyes, the first time in years old mans plan actually failed against him.

You giggled reaching around the back to whisper the same thing into Marcos ear but using Marcos own name. Now the both of them stood stone cold cheeks glowing.

What a sight these men are, you thought to yourself giving each one a gentle platonic kiss to the cheek "Shouldn't be teasing you boys like this, I apologize.." you went back to your place on your Capitan's lap ,sitting soundly till the both of them spoke in unison. "No problem we don't mind at all!" Zero shame in their steely gazes you admired their devotion. "Marco you're something ,but you pops are a different thing.''

Edward laughed brushing off this fun event as quickly as it came. Though he really didn't expect it.

#marco the phoenix #marco the pineapple #oneopiecemarco #one piece marco #whitebeard one piece #whitebeard x reader #edward newgate #whitebeard pirates #edward newgate x reader x marco #whitebeard x reader x marco #fluff #onepiece fluff #onepiecedailylife #onepiece x reader #onepiece #one piece fanfiction

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small-spark-of-light · 5 months

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For the person who requested that i make a post of my fanfic because they cant access Ao3 :0 i hope you enjoy :D

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In Sticlafluier's humble opinion, the new guy is a little strange.

It's not a bad thing, truly. Everyone on this ship is weird at best, Rafe is hardly the weirdest. He simply acts odd. He's soft-spoken, if he talks at all, and he's constantly paranoid. It's like he's scared something is out to get him. He's reserved, too. No one knows anything about him other than how he got here.

The way he arrived is weird as well: he fell from the sky, gaining a concerning amount of scrapes and bruises while he was at it, and landed right on the dock. Capitan took him in immediately, as stoic and intimidating as he is. Sticlafluier still remembers the conversation he overheard when Rafe first arrived.

"He's concussed," he heard Eyewatch say, his voice low and stony and sounding dead in his throat, "We need to keep track of him for his own safety."

Sticlafluier never learned how Eyewatch figured that out, maybe his eye could see invisible injuries, or he saw how Rafe landed and used common sense.

Capitan's voice responded, "That's expected, all things considered. Someone will watch over him, if not myself."

Capitan taking in injured people has become expected, and that's when Rafe first started working on the ship, bringing his oddities with him.

These aren't the strangest things about him. At night, after all of his work is done, he stares up at the stars. This can go on for hours; he stayed up an entire night once. Ever since, someone always makes sure it doesn't happen again. Sticlafluier has been the one to shake him out of this trance multiple times. Rafe jumps at first contact, then realizes what he was doing, apologizes quietly, and leaves to go sleep.

It happens nearly every night. Rafe stands still, entranced by the stars.

The other crewmen don't mind his sudden presence or the quirks he came with. In fact, Sticlafluier likes having him around. So when he sees him standing by the ships rails, staring at the sky like he usually does, he decides to join him instead of telling him to sleep. Its not too late, the moon— it's a full moon tonight— is barely in the sky; they have plenty of time to chat.

Rafe doesn't notice Sticlafluier get close, even as he moves around him to see if he would. He leans on the rails right next to him, and Rafe still doesn't notice. He's completely enamored. The night sky is cloudless and filled to the brim with stars. Two of them, Sticlafluier notices, are extra bright and colorful; they stand out against the starry blacks and blues of the rest of the sky. Following Rafe's eyes, hes staring at them.

"Hey Rafe."

The man jolts at the sudden interruption. Rafe clutches his chest, clearly terrified. He stares for a minute before he relaxes, and a tired look eases onto his features. Sticlafluier smiles like he didn't nearly give him a heart attack.

"You staring into space again?" Sticlafluier asks, still leaning on the rails.

Rafe has the decency to look sheepish at being called out. He goes to leave, but Siclafluier catches him by the arm.

"You don't have to leave yet." He says, guiding Rafe back to where he was standing. "There's still a bit of time before Capitan gets onto our asses about not sleeping."

Rafe stares for a second, then sighs, then nods, and moves to hold the rails next to him. They sit in comfortable silence for a while, staring at the night sky. Sticlafluier notices that hes looking for something. His eyes scanning the vast expanse of stars until they catch those two brighter ones from before, and he settles into watching them again.

Those two stars, yellow and purple respectively. Are they what Rafe stares at almost every night? Sticlafluier always wondered why hes obsessed with the night sky so much. Are the nights he goes to bed early the ones he can't find them? The moon has moved only a little, and the tell-tale sound of footsteps approaching have yet to appear, he might as well ask now.

"why do you stare at the sky so much?"

Rafe blinks at him. And then blinks again, surprised someone had the courage to ask. He opens his mouth like he's about to say something and Sticlafluier forces down a bubble of excitement, It isn't often Rafe talks, let alone tells someone about himself. He looks scared, though, and his mouth snaps shut with a sharp inhale.

That little bubble of excitement pops and Sticlafluier can't help but feel a little disappointed, "You don't have to tell me if its something bad, they're your secrets."

He nudges Rafe with his elbow with an semi-casual smile, and hopes he can tell the apology is genuine. He doesn't react; hes lost in thought. He looks at the sky again, not at those two stars but staring upwards absently. Sticlafluier watches him and waits for an answer. Nothing comes. Rafe just keeps thinking, and Sticlafluier moves on to looking at the sky as well.

Those two stars are bright and big compared to the others. Its no wonder why Rafe keeps watching them: they are incredibly eye catching. Sticlafluier finds himself staring as well.

They sit in silence. The moon moves through the sky steadily.

"I've been to space before."

Hearing Rafe's quiet voice cut through the silence is jarring, and that doesn't mention what he said, "You've been to space? Are you talking about when you got here? I know you fell from the sky-"

"No," He interrupts, his voice shakes a little, "Before that. Long before that.

"I almost died when I was up there, but my friend saved me."

Sticlafluier stares at him for what feels like hours, even though it couldn't be longer than a couple minutes.

"what the fuck do you mean by that?!" He asks louder than he wants to.

Rafe jumps at the sudden volume change. He stays silent; its terrifying that hes not continuing. He nearly died in space, his friend saved him, and no more information was given. Sticlafluier waits for Rafe to give context, elaborate, say anything that explains the words that came out of his mouth. Even admitting that it was a lie would be better than this silence. Yet nothing comes.

"Rafe"

Rafe is still silent. He is still silent and it twists his stomach in knots.

"Rafe you cant- You cant just Say that and not elaborate-" Sticlafluier grabs him by the shoulders, mindful of his still healing wounds, "-What the fuck happened to you in space?"

Rafe stares at him with wide eyes, frozen in place, before taking a shaky breath and trying to relax, "What happened was what I said, I don't want to go into it more."

He looks at him with a tired, melacholic expression, and his voice is soft and quiet like always. Sticlafluier has a bitter, guilty twinge in his stomach for being so forceful. He exhales and lets him go. Putting his hand on the rails and letting it be his support, he watches Rafe quietly. Rafe watches him back; neutrally at first, then getting more and more uncomfortable as it continues.

"what was it like up there," Sticlafluier gestures upwards. "Can you tell me about that?"

He perks up at the question, "uh-" He glances at the sky,"-I believe i can."

Sticlafluier waits for his response. Rafe fidgets, wringing his hands together and drumming his fingers on the wood of the ship. He's not staring at the sky, instead he is fixated onto the dark water around them. The ocean is kind tonight. The waves are gentle as they rock the ship back and forth. He shuts his eyes, inhales, and Sticlafluier waits for what he will say with baited breath.

"It was scary," He breathes, "My friend and i were the only ones up there."

"that… sounds like it'd be terrifying."

Rafe hums, "We were surrounded by stars, and the earth looked so small from where we were."

Sticlafluier sits in his words. Being surrounded by stars on all sides and having a perfect view of the earth from so far away. Sticlafluier tries to imagine what its like; tries picturing the stars around him on all sides and tries to see the earth as something far in the distance. Its baffling. He wants to ask more, maybe about this friend or what they were doing up there, but he cant bring himself to talk.

Rafe looks at him, waiting for any more questions.

"Have you told anyone about this?" he manages.

"you're the first."

Its not particularly shocking, considering how reserved he is, but Sticlafluier finds himself surprised. He feels a bit of pride knowing that hes the first, and likely the only one, to be told this information. Rafe turns his attention back to the sky. Back to those two stars from before. He looks tired like before, like always, but its different now.

He looks almost peaceful.

Sticlafluier exhales. He bumps into Rafe's side, purposefully, and lets him catch his bearing before talking.

"you're a weird guy, y'know?" He grins.

Rafe's exasperated look sends him into a laughing fit. Sticlafluier clamps his hand over his mouth; they may be on the deck, but he doesn't want to risk waking everyone up. He snorts, doubled over from laughing, then coughs and clears his throat. When he looks up, Rafe is staring at him flatly.

Sticlafluier wheezes quietly, "That was mean wasn't it? I mean that affectionately! you fit right in."

He continues to stare for a second, then his face softens. He pats Sticlafluier's back lightly before helping him upright. He thanks Rafe, still out of breath from laughing, before taking a deep breath.

"we should probably go and sleep now; Its late." He smiles.

"It Is late."

Rafe jumps out of his skin at the sound of Capitan's voice. He nearly falls overs, shrieking under his breath and holding onto the railing for dear life. Sticlafluier snorts at his reaction; Hes gotten used to him showing up out of nowhere, and turns to Capitan with a lax smile. The captain stays stoic in return.

"Hey Captain," Sticlafluier says, "We were just going to sleep."

Rafe takes a second to come to his senses, but he manages. He takes a deep breath, and waves at Capitan with a shaky hand.

Capitan narrows his eyes, "you two should've been asleep earlier-" He turns to Rafe pointedly,"-You especially, considering your injuries."

He keeps his eyes on the floorboards, refusing to meet Capitan's eyes. Sticlafluier is completely unbothered by the sternness in his voice, and pushes Rafe in the direction of the sleeping quarters. He stumbles, turning to him with a tired glare, before walking away.

"Goodnight, Rafe!" Sticlafluier says. Rafe waves back, not turning around to look back at him.

Irritation laces Capitan's voice, "…That included you, Sticlafluier."

"I know, I know! i just wanted to make sure he was actually going!"

He huffs lightly, walking in the same direction Rafe did; Sticlafluier's starting to feel the slow creep of exhaustion, who knows how late it is now. Capitan follows, mostly. He separates when they reach the entrance to everyone's separate rooms and hammocks. He offers one goodnight before turning back, leaving Sticlafluier alone with his other sleeping crew mates.

It only takes a second to find his hammock. He falls into it, the wooded beams creaking under the sudden weight. It slowly stops swaying, and it leaves Sticlafluier in the dark with only the sound of waves— along with someone snoring quietly elsewhere— occupying his mind.

He cranes his neck a little: on the far end of the room, he can see Rafe's silhouette asleep in his own hammock. He's closer to the door by choice. Its another strange thing about him, that area is usually filled with the sounds of the ships machinery. Most crew members avoid it due to the noise. A select few, mainly Sparrow and Sticlafluier, figure he deals with it so he could see the moonlight seeping through the doorway.

Sticlafluier's eyes sag. Pulling his focus from the sleeping man, he stares at the boards above him. He remembers what Rafe said about being up in space and tries to imagine it again. It's just as difficult, if not more without the night sky to help him think.

He doesn't even notice that his eyes have closed, and he can't tell when they did.

After relaxing, letting the sound of the ocean and memory of the cloudless night sky soothe him, Sticlafluier finally drifts off.

#incredibox #evadare #xrun #rafe #sticlafluier #capitan #some others are mentioned #sparrow and eyewatch specifically #if its too long and annoying ill put it under read more #but i think the post will compress itself normally with the Expand thing it does

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lizzieisright · 10 months

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Hello! I'm Lizzie! I'm a certified hermit who doesn't post much and reappears like, 3 times a month (or 1 time in 3 months). Also I love writing.

I'm a non-native English speaker nor do I live in USA/Europe (I'm Russian), so things may sound strange/facts are not going to fact. (Actually if you notice it - tell me please, I like to learn and I don't like to sound like an idiot)

My social battery is always at 5% so I usually post and then disappear for some time to recharge. Asks are open as well as dms, but I don't always answer (except dms) because I have that thing when you need 3 business days to gain energy to answer.

If you want me to tag you DM me.

Hope you all are having a nice day! <3

Palestine: masterpost where you can find something you're able to do to help.

Masterlist (under the cut)

Some of my writing still exists on @whatwouldsylwrite, so some of the links will lead there.

hockey!abby x dancer!reader pt1 pt2 pt3 pt3.5 pt4 pt5 pt6 pt7 pt7.5 pt7.75 pt8 (end)

ellie being a little shit from hockey x dancer

hockey x dancer abby gets flowers

at least I got you in my head prologue (1) (2) (2.5) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8; end) (first time, MDNI)

moon peppers (1) (2) (3)

reader pole dance practice

Nipple Piercing Tragedy (smut, 18+, MDNI)

Notes for Abby: (FaTM lyrics) (Hozier lyrics)

Sine waves (based on Arctic Monkeys lyrics)

Capitan America!Abby hcs

Omegaverse stuff: alpha!abby: (1), (backstory), (giving alpha!abby boners), Fri(end)s, Fri(end)s (smut) omega!abby: (story) (breeding) (scenting)

Avengers AU (characters hcs) (Avengers movie rewritten)

trust exercises

childhood friends to lovers (ending)

I'm ready to suffer (and I'm ready to hope)

Stop the world (I wanna get off with you) (masc!reader x fem!Abby MDNI)

Let's fuck around and find out (sub!abby collection):

Heaven is here if you want it (18+, soft dom!reader x sub!abby, MDNI)

Brick by brick (18+, mean dom!reader x sub!abby, MDNI)

Tranquility (18+, dom!reader x sub!abby, MDNI)

She looks like fun (18+, dom!reader x sub!abby, MDNI)

pre-sub abby (MDNI)

My heart is thrilled by the still of your hand (18+, power bottom!reader x subtop!abby, MDNI)

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simpy-reader-inserts · 1 year

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Sasaki (One Piece) NSFW Alphabet

WARNINGS: Smut, Minors DNI

Featuring: My stupidly obvious need to give everyone a breeding kink

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

50/50 chance of him either lazily dragging you closer to spoon you and get overly cuddly afterwards, almost purring into your hair as he presses him self against you with a content smile (how this man can look so cute after what he'd done to you for the last hour??? You'll never know), or carrying you to the bathroom and running you a nice bath to soak in while he tries not to fret over some of the marks he's left

Really, it depends on if he thinks he was too rough with you or not.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

On him? His arms. He knows you love watching him train, and if he flexes just a little more than usual and shows off while doing so?? He can't help the smug grin he gets when you get all flustered.

On you?? This man LOVES your thighs. Some can't decide between tits or ass, while Sasaki would just as happily suffocate with his head buried between your thighs. It's that simple to him ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

(If you're plus-sized?? He'll put a ring on you and never let you leave, oh my gosh. Just the way he can grip at your soft, plush thighs and sides can, and has, sent him into a frenzy.)

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

Call him territorial or possessive all you want, but the idea of cumming inside you and staking a claim on your body?? He's all for it. He'll happily cum elsewhere if you're not comfortable with that, but if you pull him close and beg him quietly to cum inside you? You're about to see a side of him that you've never seen before. (COUGH*Breedingkink*Cough)

Mans just over 10 foot tall and built like a tank too, so when he cums?? It's a lot.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Has, more than once, stolen a pair of your used panties to bring with him if he has to leave for more than a few days. Reasons to himself that it's a goodluck charm, but in the dark of his room when he's missing you?? He's fucking his fist while his other hand presses them to his face, whining out your name while he tries to imagine you right there with him.

He'll never mention it to your face, but will go bright red if you ever comment on the sudden teeth marks some of your underwear suddenly has.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's experienced from his time as a Capitan, but hasn't done much since joining the Beast Pirates. Sure, there were plenty of offers, but he was much too focused on making a place for himself- and then...well, you came along. And he's loyal to a fault once he decides to commit to something (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

He's a fan of anything that lets him see your face! Cowgirl if one of his favourites, since it's nice to sit back and have a drink while you bounce on his lap, but he has been known to put you in a mating press if he's overly worked up or if he's been away and unable to see you for awhile.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He's not overly serious, but he won't joke around. It's an intimate moment for him, to be vulnerable and show you how much he loves and desires you- he doesn't think that's a joking matter.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

The carpets absolutely match the drapes, but he keeps himself trimmed and tidy.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

He loves you, and he wants to show it. He's not a very talkative or open person by nature, and he knows that he can be a bit guarded with his emotions. But being with you like this? He can show you just how much he adores you and how desirable he finds you- without worrying about stumbling over his words or making a fool of himself.

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

While he's with you, not often, maybe once or twice a month if you're not able to stay with him or if he's just in a mood.

If he's away however, he's jerking off to thoughts of you nightly, almost pining over the fact that you're not there with him. At this point, he doesn't even do it just because he's horny, he does it because he misses you...and because he's drunk and sulking.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Size Kink- you're what? around half his height?? He loves how easily he can manhandle and overpower you. And watching the obscene way he can almost see his cock moving inside you whenever he fucks you?? He's in heaven.

Breeding kink- He's a territorial, possessive bastard, but that almost comes hand in hand with being a pirate. He's not sure if it's the thought of fucking you so full of himself that everyone will know that you're his, or the thought of you all round and swollen and pretty with his child that gets to him most at this point. He just knows that if he happens to get you pregnant...well, why stop at one, right?

Marking Kink- Hand in hand with the breeding kink. He loves leaving bitemarks all over your shoulders and thighs, especially if he knows that you have to wear something that will show them off the next day. He'll lay in bed afterwards, lightly tracing all the angry, bruising marks with such a satisfied, dopy look, that you can't even bring yourself to get mad at him for it.

Cock Warming- Okay, this is part Size Kink/Breeding Kink, part 'Sasaki just loves your cunt'. Especially if he's cum inside you and gets to hold you close, hands pinning you to his chest as he keeps it all stuffed deep inside you.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

His home, your home, his office??? Anywhere he can have you to himself with the knowledge that no one will interrupt after watching him coax you away.

(He doesn't know it, but he has a very specific 'I'm-about-to-fuck-my-cute-little-partner-and-i'll-kill-you-if-you-bother-me' glare that all of his division learns by their first week on the job)

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

He loves being close to you, and if you cuddle up to him while he's having a drink or lazing around, he's bound to pull you away to somewhere quiet by the end of the night. Especially if you sit yourself prettily between his legs or on his lap while he lounges around.

If he knows that he has to leave and that he won't see you for a while, he'll try and fuck you as often as he can, almost like he's trying to make up for the time he knows he's about to lose with you. Have you heard the phrase 'fucking like it's the last time you'll ever be together'? Well, that's Sasaki if he knows he'll be gone for more than a month- You'll be lucky to get 5 minutes to yourself between the time he's told of his departure, and the time he actually leaves.

....He's also a horny drunk, and this man drinks a lot

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything involving pain for either of you (he's fine with bites or scratching, hairpulling and the like. But if it'll cause serious pain or has the chance to do so? No.)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

While he could smugly watch you struggle to take him in your mouth for hours if you're able, he's all about giving.

This man could and will, die happily with his head buried between your thighs, as stated before.

Please sit on his face, he's really careful about his teeth, and he just wants to listen to you moan his name.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

It really depends on the mood for him. If he just wants to show you how much he adores you, he's slow and soft and showering you with affection. But if he's worked up or if you've teased him enough? He can, and will, completely ruin you. Multiple times.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He's okay with them, and will seek you out every now and then to help take the edge off if he's having a bad day! He fully expects you to do the same, and will get pouty if he comes home to you complaining about your day, asking why you didn't come find him and let him take your mind off it

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Yes and Yes. If you have something you want to try, he's game to give it a go. And while no one would dare interrupt his time with you, the thrill of someone walking in and seeing you begging him so prettily??? He wouldn't say no to that either.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

He goes 2-3 rounds on average, more if he's worked up, less if he's had a hard day. And maybe it's a pride thing, but in his mind, you have to cum at least twice for every end of his own.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He's never owned one, and to be honest, seeing your own toys was a first for him.

Your wand/vibrator confused the fuck out of him until you gave him a hands on demonstration of how you used them on yourself, and he's had a love/hate relationship with them ever since.

(He's petty and pouty that you even need something other than his hands and body, but at the same time, he knows he can't always be there with you.

They're getting tossed out your window if he ever sees you using them while he's willing and available though and he won't be sorry about it.)

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He can be a tease when he sets his mind to it, especially if he's feeling possessive and wants to hear you beg for him.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's all grunts and groans of your name, and his dirty talk is almost a growl in your ear while he tells you how good you feel wrapped around him so tightly- how you take all of him so well for such a pretty little thing.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

When he's much to drunk to do anything other than cuddle up to you at night, you sometimes swear that you can feel tears in your hair as he hides his face from you, his voice thick as he mumbles out how much he loves you- how you're the best thing to ever happen to him and that if it ever came to it...

well, he'd abandon everything and everyone if it meant keeping you safe and by his side.

You never mention it to him when he sobers up.

It's true though, and he meant every word.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

This man's 10 foot tall, he's packing at LEAST 9-10 inches. He's thick and girthy, and has some very prominent veins on the underside of his cock that drive him crazy if you trace them with your tongue.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

HIGH. VERY HIGH. He can barely go a day without having you, especially if you're teasing him.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He never goes straight to sleep afterwards, always either wanting to just enjoy having you so close and exhausted beside him first, or wanting to tidy you both up before dozing off together.

#sasaki one piece #sasaki x reader #smut #one piece x reader #one piece #headcanon #fanfiction #x reader #reader insert #fem!reader #drabble

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trashcanniballecter · 1 year

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Scoops part 2

Scoops Ahoy had their employees do some cute shit. From the ridiculous greeting to the too short shorts. Best of all was the Birthday Song, a silly little nautical themed song and dance they had to do any time a customer announced that it was their birthday.

It was cute, adorable even and Eddie had watched it many times from across the food court. Well, he watched Steve. Steve Harrington, former King of Hawkins High. Steve Harrington looking so soft and lovely with his fluffy hair, tiny sailor suit and what was almost certainly pink lipgloss on his full lips. The other boy looked sweeter than any of the ice cream he served.

All in all it was a devastating hit to Eddie, who up till now had been just barely holding back his crush on the Jock. That effort was a lost cause, he had it bad and the other Hellfire boys knew it.

They would constantly tease him about it, with love of course, his friends can be assholes but not like that. Subtle nudges and waggled brows in public, more direct teasing in the safety of their homes.

But apparently they've decided to kick their teasing up a notch, because they are all hellspawn who may or may not be a bit ticked off at him from some shenanigans he pulled on their last campaign. They unanimously decided to make Eddie go to Scoops Ahoy to see his 'lady love' up close and personal.

They all stumbled into Scoops and as soon as they got Steve's attention they announced that it was 'The anniversary of the birth of their most illustrious leader, Eddie Munson!" I was not Eddie's birthday, not even close his real birthday is in May and they are firmly in June. Those cheeky bastards he calls friends know how much he loves Steve doing the stupid Scoops Ahoy birthday song and dance.

Having Steve Fucking Harrington's full attention as he dances and sings for him with his surprisingly nice voice can't be good for Eddie's heart. He can feel his cheeks burning and only hopes that Steve doesn't notice or just assumes that he's been out in the summer sun too long. Eddie hides his burning face behind his hair as the boys laugh and jostle him a bit. This is the worst. This is the worst! He's going to make the next campaign extra brutal as payback.

Then Steve is smiling at him and calling him 'Capitan' and Eddie barely stops himself from melting on the spot. This is the best actually.

#stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #scoops steve #eddie pov #ficlet

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your-local-hollow-lover · 2 years

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Shinji Hirako relationship HC!

Shinji would tease you all the time. Your relationship with him would be almost 50% banter. He would make time for you despite his remarkably tight Capitan agenda.

Shinji strikes me as someone empathetic and emotionally responsible. He would consider your feelings above his own.

I don't think he's the type who prefers heat, but I can see him complaining about cold weather, so I think his favorite seasons are spring and autumn.

In spring, you'd have cute dates in the open air. Picnics, flying kites, and such. Relaxing dates in which you lay down together, enjoying the soft grass beneath you as you make shapes out of the fluffy clouds.

In autumn, dates fall on coffee shops or Jazz clubs. You'd savor each other's company while having your favorite drinks and enjoying music. Shinji would always ask for something spumy and pretend not to notice the foamy mustache on his lips to amuse you.

You'd plot funny pranks on Hiyori for Halloween. Of course, she wouldn't let things like that, which sends shivers down your spine because: oh, dear, she's plotting revenge.

One of Shinji's favorite things about being in a relationship is sharing the bed with you. In my opinion, his love language oscillates between quality time and acts of servitude, so he'd very much appreciate the time you spend together as the things you do for him.

If you're a shinigami, the whole seireitei would know Captain Hirako is head over heels for you. Shinji never wastes a second to show affection in that particular (sometimes cringe) way of his.

His kisses feel damn good. His tongue dances perfectly with yours as he provides soft nipps. More often than not, Shinji uses his hands quite a lot as he kisses you. He'd grasp your hair, palp your back, and rub your sides.

He's highly passionate under that cold, shallow attitude of his.

I picture him as a switch. Shinji would love pegging when he's a sub. He was the one who brought the idea to the table.

Captain Hirako prefers giving to receiving when it comes to oral sex. He's good at it. Shinji also excels at using his fingers. He has you coming within minutes.

He strikes me more as a boobs and legs kind of man. Altho, he adores your shoulders as much as other parts of your body.

He likes recibing flowers as much as he likes giving them. Even when he's not a hopeless romantic, Shinji stores courtship knowledge from different eras and uses it to his advantage when he's interested in someone.

He would not date just anyone, you know? Sinji has high expectations when it comes to picking a partner. They have to be spectacular.

Shinji is not afraid of compromise, and if he sees fit, he proposes within three or five years into the relationship. I don't see him particularly interested in having children, but if you want them, then he Shinji might oblige. Parenthood would sut him well. He'd be a protective father who's always allowing his children to mess up with him.

#i might post a part two with weird hollow stuff #shinji hirako #shinji hirako bleach #hirako shinji headcanons #shinji hirako x reader #hirako shinji #hirako bleach #bleach capitans #bleach #bleach headcanons

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I said I had ideas so here is one of em.

Beidou x reader. Reader was a crewmember on board a ship of your discretion, for some reason, there was a group of crewmembers that just did not like the reader and one day they shove him overboard. He spends the next day in the freezing waters. Right when as he begins to go under, he is pulled up onto the Alcor by Beidou.

The Hunt for Forgotten Treasure - Beidou & GN!Reader

A/N: There's some Necro AU in there. Hope you don't mind! Enjoy.

CW: (Not canon) Necro AU inclusion.

The endless waters of the oceans hide unspeakable treasures.

From your earliest days you took interest in the overwhelming vastness of them. You spent ages browsing through books about adventures, sea life and legendary sailors who ruled the seas of Teyvat in days gone by. You eagerly dived in the waters of Inazuma, marveling at the colorful fish swimming by. When you were young, every rock and every pile of sand seemed like a potential treasure stash. Though the disappointment was usually what you got out of digging them up, your desire for discovery never wavered.

When you finished education in your early adulthood, you left Watatsumi Island behind in search of a legend you heard from your late mother. You promised her once, as merely a teen, that you would bring about all the treasure hidden under a particular island in the far North. You planned to stay true to your words.

Using your oceanology knowledge, you made a fortune by catching and selling rare plant and animal species, sourced straight from the darkest depths of the ocean. Your Hydro Vision made the gathering process far easier. Having amassed the necessary funds, you bought a large ship to sail to the island your notes pointed to.

Then the war came.

Since, as a citizen of Watatsumi, you couldn't do business in the Shogunate. You were still missing a crew. With nothing to turn to, you settled for a more… shady team. Using your money to purchase good intel, you picked out a more honorable ronin leader. They agreed to man your ship for a hefty sum of money, which wasn't a problem for you.

When you showed your maps and guides, you were met with plenty of suspicion from your second hand. The Kairagi didn't believe in legends or myths, but because of the sum you offered, he kept quiet. Until one night, that is.

When you reached Inazuma's border, you had to face the storm the Shogun called forth. You steeled yourself, and ordered the crew to push on. Only because of the secret scrolls' guidance did you manage to come out on the other side. Yet there were casualties. This strained the leader's patience beyond limit, and he plotted a scheme against you.

On a starless night, they dragged you out of bed, and, still in your nightgown, threw you off board when you refused to give them a straight way to the treasure you sought. You couldn't give them the answer - you still had to figure it out yourself. But they didn't care. So, the ship changed its capitan, and the only things you were left with were your clothes and the gallons of icy water around you. The Kairagi was honorable, however. Well, it's an overstatement - but he was indeed kind enough to throw you a board to hold on to.

You knew the ocean would be your end from the first minute. The frigid water attacked your vulnerable, beaten body, slowly stripping you of all the feeling. Your arms grew weaker with each hour, the sun mercilessly shining down on your exposed neck. Your wounds, dealt to you by the hard fists of the traitorous mercenaries you hired, hurt, making holding on even more difficult. But the feeling - or rather lack thereof - of nothingness under your feet kept you desperately clutching your plank.

After two days or so, you passed out from thirst, only to wake up in a soft and warm bed.

Among the people moving around, dressing your wounds, you recognized a familiar figure. Tall, brown hair, characteristic hair pin and an eye cover all made Beidou quite the recogniseable character. She struck up a conversation shortly after you’ve woken up, bringing with her a refreshing cup of fresh water. Only then, driven more by thirst than the desire to keep your purpose secret, you finally opened your mouth and took out the only thing you managed to save from your research - a small, golden compass. Truth be told, its safe keeping cost you about eight broken teeth, but it was worth it.

After having the best water of your life, you told Beidou about how you got here. Ever the curious adventurer, she asked you about the point of the voyage. You had to think about giving the explanation, but taking into account her reputation as an honorable capitan, you gave in.

You described the legend about the three Lyres of the Anemo Archon your mother told you all those years ago. She heard it when she was young, and still lived in the city of freedom. The story described three powerful artifacts, created by the Anemo Archon himself. According to it, Barbatos created them to describe the world - each could be used to play a tune carrying more meaning than any amount of words. The first of them, Lyre of the Heavens, was made to tell of all the hopes, dreams and emotions of sapient beings. It sang praise of the soul and the mind, capable of comprehending and interpreting the world. The second was the Lyre of the Earth. It’s music told of life and its many forms. Whenever the archon played it, plants would grow and flowers would bloom at his feet. The final artifact was the Lyre of the Void. The notes caused life to wither away and fade. Though it was played only one time, the song contained a truth about the point of life, and Barbatos’ people would live out every day as if it were their last, understanding that death would inevitably claim them one day.

When The War came to Mondstadt, the Archon was severely injured by War himself, and retreated deep into the city. His color guard, as few in number as they were, fought valiantly to defend their ruler. Though the undead were seemingly unending, Barbatos was kept safe long enough to make his escape and secure the Lyre of Heavens, the most powerful of them all. After many long hours of grueling combat, the guard fell, and the remaining items fell into the hands of the dead. While the Lyre of Void was destroyed for its strings, the Lyre of Earth was - allegedly - taken as a trophy to “the lands in the far North, where the candle of life burns the weakest”, along with all the looted treasures of Mondstadt.

Beidou, having been to Mondstadt before, confirmed that the Lyre of Heavens remains inside the cathedral more or less intact. That gave her enough of a reason to believe the legend, and she agreed to seek out the artifact with your guidance. To find the Lyre the golden compass was needed, and it would not work without samples of all eight elemental gemstones. The first seven weren’t a problem as the experienced alchemists were able to acquire those from common elemental creatures. It was the onyx gemstone that was the issue.

To obtain it, you and Beidou sailed to a remote island, famous for its many tombs and burial mounds of gods and humans alike. On the starless night, you arrived to find not only the slaughtered remains of your former employees, who were oblivious to the dangers of the journey, but also to the sight of many tens of undead horrors. Although Beidou and her men fought valiantly, they took plenty of casualties, with a handful of her sailors succumbing to their injuries. The sight of the small, black shard siphoned from a strange, spherical device was enough to convince Beidou to push forward however.

As you made your way North, far past Mondstadt’s plains and Snezhnaya’s icy coasts, restlessness grew among the crew. Your character caused quite the controversies, and plenty of sailors felt a growing disdain towards you. Seeing this, Beidou quickly quieted down the coming mutiny. Ever since she raised her voice in your defense, not one of them has questioned your motives ever since.

As soon as you hit the rocky shores of that forgotten realm, you rushed to action. Time was limited, because the inhabitants could easily sense the disturbance of their familiar, lifeless homeland. Through the muddy, half frozen swamps your team went, but at last - you stood before a door, bearing the same mark as the one you saw in Mondstadt’s chronicle and your purchased ancient texts. With a short incantation you knew by heart, you opened the treasury to the somewhat underwhelming sight of about thirty dusty chests.

Ordering the team to take as much as they can carry, you made your way back to the coast.

Seeing your return, every single sailor came ashore to see the contents of the chests. Since you knew they were most likely trapped, you volunteered to be the one to open them. It was your journey, your dream, so it was obvious that you would be the one to pay the price should anything happen. Inside the first chest, you found the Lyre of Earth, preserved in perfect condition. In all the others there were treasures - coins, necklaces and gemstones. As you finished opening them all, you grabbed a golden chalice from one of them, filling it to the brim with gold and precious gemstones.You went to Beidou. Getting on your knee before her, you offered her the chalice.

Beidou, roaring with triumphal laughter, took up the gift.

With her action you were also accepted into the crew for good.

Thanks for reading!

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hunterbunter3000 · 11 months

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Okay so, since Krueger is obsessed with Sweetheart. Does that make him a Yandere? I mean like after he first met her and is with her like lost puppy. Does one of the men’s notice his behavior?

Oh damn... I guess so? 🫢🫢🤔🤔🤔🤔 he does have yandere tendencies. Wow I guess I made him a Yandere 😭😭 BUT LIKE-- HE WOULDNT KILL JUST BECAUSE?? like "just because you talked to Sweetheart I wouldn't kill you immediately, I would just threaten you and be intimidating so you can back off and not make a move on my future wife." But if you hurt Sweetheart then yeah you're done. DONE.

And he isn’t the type to be “if I can’t have you, no one can” and kill off Sweetheart, or be the type to lock her in the basement or have sadistic punishments. GOD NO

He would throw up if he ever tHOUGHT of hurting Sweetheart like that. (He has gotten on his knees, legit sobbing like he lost a family member, and apologizing to her because he slapped her when she accidentally startled him— it was a reflex and Sweets understood but Kruger did not stop crying. And then he bought her a designer purse 💀) he’s just a really big love drunk guy that treats his future love like a fucking goddess.

He listens to Sweetheart only, (and Graves I guess because thats his boss) so whatever she says goes. She says to leave her alone? Alright I'll give you some space. (Even tho he would be crying) she says to beat up that guy cause he disrespected her capitan? Done and done. She says to stop threatening strangers that come up to her? ...eehhhh that's gonna be hard, but I'll do it.

He does it because he wants to please her. Like a lot.

It’s unhealthy how attached he is to her, but he’s still respectful. He doesn’t want to lose her, but he also doesn’t want to be alone anymore. Does that even make sense lol

But yeah, I guess he is a yandere. BUT LIKE A SOFT YANDERE WHO UNDERSTANDS SOME BOUNDARIES

And good lord, everyone notices every time Krueger is around. Especially König (since they're step-brothers in this) König has always seen Krueger act like this, but not to a person, so it was shocking to see that happen.

He's so restless and snappy when Sweetheart isn't around and always asks where she is and why she isn't here yet. And one time, Ghost is like "Calm down mate. She's just running some errands." And Krueger just tenses, and you can see in his body language that he's getting angry. "By herself? You let her go by herself!? Where? Which store!? Fuck!" And he storms out of the lounging area. That was when they all knew that Krueger had a different kind of love for Sweetheart. And was waaayyyyy different than them. They feel a bit awkward with him because they know he's unhinged and a bit psycho, especially when it comes to Sweetheart. He's a very skilled soldier and will not hesitate to rip and tear everyone that is around her in a heartbeat. And they know Krueger's distain towards them, except with Ghost, Roach and König, Krueger just toys around with him like the annoying big brother he is. With Ghost, he's kind of friends with because he knows that Ghost will sacrifice everything for Sweetheart just like him. And they also have somethings in common- like torturing people and watching football. (soccer) With Roach, Krueger likes him because he's quiet and has sadistic tendencies when it comes to fighting enemies.

(He doesn't like when Roach hangs off of Sweetheart tho)

He gets jealous and irritated easily when he doesn't get his way when Sweetheart is around them. Like with Soap, he HATES Soap so much omfg- that is his enemy. He sees how close they are to each other and sees how Soap touches her and vice versa (he has many violent fantasies when it comes to Soap. König knows about this and purposely makes him avoid the two when they are together) those two butt heads CONSTANTLY

Like one more word from that Scottish dumbass and he will put him under bro 💀

They see how clingy Krueger is when she gets back from a mission, especially a solo mission omg

He would just hug her from behind and sway back and forth, his hood draping over her head as well as his (the hood that she made him is huge) and Soap can hear him whisper praises to her and her giggles. He can also hear Krueger kissing Sweetheart. Where? He doesn't know. Hopefully, not on the lips. WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE TO ME WTFF

And Krueger will not. Let. Her go. AT ALL. Like if he comes over to their side of the base, Krueger takes allllll of the attention from her (I talked about this before) especially if they're taking a nap together, like he's sitting on the couch with Sweetheart cradled in his lap, asleep on his broad shoulder as his arms hold her. Gaz fucking hates when they take naps together, especially when he sees their breathing in sync (Like FUCK OFF) So one time, Gaz was sick of it. He reaches for Sweetheart but Krueger tightens his hold on her, and he growls so fucking low and animalistic like a damn rabid dog protecting its owner-- it legit scared him. (Especially when you can't see his face 💀) And Krueger just says, "mine." In the lowest voice Gaz has ever heard-- he just backs up and leaves (AND WASN'T HE SUPPOSED TO BE ASLEEP??? LIKE IS HE MAGICAL-)

Krueger is something else yall 💀 can't wait to write more of him with Sweetheart 🤭🤭

#hes delulu yall #and a soft yandere too i guess LOL #DIDNT EVEN NOTICE IT AT FIRST TBH #sebastian krueger x reader #krueger x reader #call of duty #sebastian krueger #black fem reader #cod x y/n #141 sweetheart #141 sweetheart x krueger #hunter's ask lounge ☕️

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Hi! Could you share your favourite headcanon(s) for Harry and Uma?

Oh nothing would make me happier

Alright so, Harry absolutely loves the idea of having matching outfits with Uma all the time. He will always make an effort to buy clothes that look like hers, plan his outfits so they match. He will wait for Uma to get dressed first and then come out in an outfit that looks like hers and be like, "that's crazy, we totally match" Uma rolls her eyes but definitely loves it too.

Similarly Harry will just straight up steal Umas clothes, he doesn't care if they fit weird that's just the style don't you know. Again Uma doesn't usually care, but sometimes she tries to give him a taste of his own medicine when she can't find anything to wear and everything is in his closet. She will wear his clothes which makes Harry absolutely head over heels, oh it makes him so happy. Which wasn't exactly Umas plan but oh well.

I like to think that Harry is really into reading and literature, especially the old, romance stuff like Shakespeare. Anyway since he's so awed by it he starts writing Uma poetry and love letters making her all warm inside but she's totally keeping her cool on the outside, or really trying to.

Uma craves cuddles from Harry because he is huge, and so warm, and it feels so good to just be totally engulfed by him.

And Harry loves holding her because he knows she's safe there with him.

Harry has a very specific scent and Uma knows when he's in the room even if she can't see him because she can smell him.

They both like good smells because everything smelled gross on the isle also Uma's still insecure about how she smells. So when they move to Auradon they love all the soap and perfume shops and will always stop in the candle isle and just smell candles together discussing the different scents like it's their job. It's honestly one of their favorite activities.

Harry thinks the best gifts he can give Uma are weapons and honestly, she agrees. So throughout the years Uma has built up quite the weaponry collection because Harry is always giving her some sort of new dangerous gadget.

Though, Uma had to return a few after Harriet figured out Harry had been stealing from her collection of weapons .

Harry loves fashion and style. This was hard on the isle though because hardly anybody had a lot of clothes and if you wanted something you would most likely have to make it yourself. But Harry couldn't sew. So, Uma would always make him clothes, even if he didn't ask for it, she thoroughly enjoys it. Harry is very grateful for this and he has made that clear. Plus, It always made her happy to see him sporting something she had made him. He slays every time.

I think Harry has ADHD making it hard for him to focus. But he can always focus on Uma, so she will help him whenever, and has lots of patience for him.

Uma never had, or grew up on a ship so she didn't know how to sail or maneuver the ship. Instead of making fun of her and saying she was unworthy of being Capitan if she didn't know how to work a ship, Harry simply taught her all he knew, he loved the bonding time and feeling like he was important.

Uma can understand and talk to marine animals. She loves telling Harry all the gossip and news about the sea animals lives, she gets absolutely giddy to tell him. And when they go to the ocean she'll just start convos with a random fish updating Harry so often of what's going on. It's one of the millions of reasons Harry is so deeply in love with her, he loves seeing how happy it makes her.

Stealing is fun. It's one of their favorite activities and hobbies to do together. It's frowned upon in Auradon but Uma decided it's okay as long as it's not from a small business. And anything Uma says goes, so...

Harry has done all of Umas tattoos and it's going to stay that way because the boy has an artistic eye.

Harry likes to caress Uma it's a stress reliever and she's soft so you know, it's valid.

Them doing each other's hair and makeup obvi.

Uma got Harry a bouquet of nightshade for Valentine's day, because it's funner when it's deadly.

Uma thinks that sword fights are the most romantic dates, oof and seeing Harry in combat. Just makes her ravenous.

Umas the early bird and loves watching Harry sleep. He always has crazy bed head. But this means Uma falls asleep first so Harry gets to watch her sleep during the night.

Uma started having Harry test her food to see if it was "poisonous." In reality she just felt bad that he wasn't getting enough food and this excuse was the only way she could get him to take some of her food. This just led to them sharing food all the time.

Both Harry and Uma downplay their injuries, it's an isle thing. But it truly concerns Harry just how much Uma will downplay her injuries. One day she said she was fine and proceeded to collapse in front of him. So it gives him extreme anxiety, but like, she's not gonna stop.

It shocks Uma how easily Harry can insert a pick up line or compliment into his sentences when he's talking to her. It's just so quick that she's just stuck there silent not knowing how to react.

Harry would be happy to die for Umas cooking because she is by far the most amazing cook on the planet. At least in Harry's eyes, oh God she's amazing when it comes to cooking.

By the way Uma cooks, Harry cleans. And Harry will cook sometimes if he knows it will relieve her stress.

Harry's receiving love language is physical touch. Umas is words of affirmation. So if course they make sure to shower each other with these.

Uma and Harry have grown a habit of watching and loving soap operas because Ursula always had them on in the chip shop. So when they get time to relax they watch soap operas together and laugh and make fun of them, while also being super invested.

I could continue but I feel like this is getting long. Thank you for the ask, I will probably write more at some point ❤️

#huma.#headcanon #harry x uma #uma #harry hook #you know i love fluff so some of these are a little sappy

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