#I wanted to see if I could write a short thing and decided pirates.

[hirsheyskisses]

When You're Sober.

RORONOA ZORO x READER (short)

Summary: Being Roronoa's childhood friend, he's declared for the world to hear how one day, he's going to make you his wife. As adults, you had assumed he moved on, but as it stands..

A/N: I've had this in my head for AHH so long. So I'm writing it before I go back to requests 🤣

"..are you going to stay this time?"

Child Zoro questioned you. You sighed softly, seeing the tears pricking at his eyes pulled your heart strings in ways the young swordsman couldn't even begin to comprehend. Kuina's funeral had just ended, and Zoro had immediately sought you out. You were a slightly older swordsman pupil, by 2 years to be exact, and Zoro had latched onto you recently, with Kuina jokingly teasing you of how much he liked you. Sure, 11 and 13 weren't too big, but to a kid, it was all the difference. Still though, you couldn't help but care for him.

"..no. I'll be staying at the dojo." You replied, watching him smile, just a bit. You were both still sad after Kuina's death, and you weren't about to leave the mossball all on his lonesome- and you'd grown to like this dojo, as had your father. You were certain you could convince him to stay, rather than travel to another.

"Good! 'Cause I'm gonna marry you one day, so I can't have you leaving!" Zoro declared tearfully, through his shit eating grin, and you quickly angled your head away and growled, "we're not getting married!"

It didn't matter how many times you defended yourself, he wouldn't let up. If flustered and enraged you to no end. No matter how many battles you raged against him, no matter how many times you had him panting and defeated, holding your wooden sword to his throat, no, none of it scared Zoro.

"I'm gonna marry you one day, (Name)!"

Sometimes, Zoro would even sneak into your bed. You realized they were mostly driven by nightmares. You'd hear him slowly open the door, sniffling from tears, and walk over to you. He'd prod your side before diving under the covers with you, snuggling as close to your side as possible. "I know.. you're awake." He'd mumble, wrapping his arms around you. You'd give in, wrapping one around him. "Yeah. Hard not to when ya sneak into my bed." Zoro snuggled a bit closer. "Wanna be close. That's all." You knew it was more. He trusted you. He even began to tell you about the nightmares, and despite yourself, You'd comfort him. Hold him until he fell asleep.

It grew increasingly difficult for you to be mad at him, especially not seeing as it had become almost a game- plus his wholesome and innocent smile was so damn adorable. You figured he'd grow out of it eventually, popping out of nowhere to declare his undying love. Until then, you grew accustomed to him popping out of closets, around trees and doors, and through windows and met his confessions through the clashes of your blades.

As it turns out, Zoro did grow out of it. The two of you had long since left the dojo together, became bounty hunters, and then became pirates on Luffy's crew. Around 16, and you being 18 is when Zoro had began to stop asking, the questions growing less and less often until they had halted altogether, his mind set on fulfilling his promise to Kuina, to become the world's strongest and carry his name to the heavens, where yours was to find the world's wonders, and the blades of your dreams. In fact, the last time he'd done so..

..Zoro had grown. He knew that, you knew that. He'd never let you live down that you're shorter than him, much to your dismay. You both had barely left the dojo, and Zoro had decided the first thing he wanted to do was drink for the first time. So that's what he did. You chose to stay sober, just in case.

What you hasn't anticipated was just how clingy he'd get when he was wasted.

"Hey.." you were leading him back to the hotel, when without any warning, he'd pulled you into an alley and pushed you gently against the wall. Zoro stared intently into your eyes and pressed himself a bit closer, you could smell the alcohol from his breath. "Fuckin- Zoro! What're ya doin?!"

"So cute.." he'd lean in and smell your hair, his earrings glinting in the moonlight, arms keeping you caged against the wall. "I've waited.. s'long. M' even of age now."

He pulled back a bit, towering over you, and you could feel yourself becoming a furious, blushing mess. Zoro himself was flushed, panting softly, lips parted ever so slightly.

"Wanna marry ya. Wanna marry ya s'bad.."

He slurred, and you flushed a deeper shade of red. His hand reached up to tuck some hair behind your ear, and you were frozen for a long moment. Until you finally came back to your senses.

Shoving his face away, you grabbed his arm and began storming to the hotel,

"Stupid mossball! Ask me again when you're sober!"

He never did.

Sometimes you missed it, how close you and Zoro used to be. Sure, you still had complete trust in one another, and always had each other's backs in battle, but it was as though you'd both spoken so much, that you no longer spoke. You'd still train, sometimes even nap in the others presence, but words had become rarer, instead communicating through looks more often than not, quick and brief. You were beginning to miss his voice.

"(Nameeeeeee).. hey. 'chu doin' all alone?"

Speaking of Zoro- he'd joined you on the rail of the Sunny. On the beach, the rest of the straw hats were celebrating with the locals, and said locals had given Zoro an alcohol like no other. Zoro, believing his tolerance was high enough to take it, decided to drink it during a drinking contest. For the first time in a long while, he was wasted. Again.

"Relaxing. It was quite the battle today." You responded, smiling at the swordsman. His swords rested at his side, and your two rested st your side.

"It was.. f'sure." Zoro agreed, leaning against the railing, "you handled yerself good out there." He placed a hand at the small of your back, smiling at you. "Saw the new technique.. should use it against me sometime."

You awkwardly moved away from his hand, laughing softly. "Yeah, sure, when you're sober." His smile fell ever so slightly, and you tilted your head in confusion. "Ya good there, Zoro?"

"No. I'm not."

He responded, and with little warning, he had you in his arms, practically squishing you against him in a fiercsome hug. "Ack! Zoro! Can't breathe!" You yelped, laughing breathily as you struggled to escape his wrath, deciding to worry about him after you could breathe again.

"....why ya talk ta Sanji s'much?"

Zoro growled, loosening his grip and grabbing you by your shoulders, suddenly pushing you away but still holding you, at arms length. "HAH? Fuck you mean?" "It means.. exactly what I'm askin'. You even ditched training the other day.. ta' talk to that damn cook. Why?" He sounded hurt, and you grew even more confused. "'Cause he's my friend? Plus, I've been taking some cooking lessons from him to help out." Zoro scowled, clenching his teeth and flat glaring at you. His grip was tightening to the point it hurt, and you tried not to wince, instead meeting his glare with one of your own. "What's your problem, Roronoa?! They put angry juice in your damn booze?" You placed emphasis on his last name, which only caused his grip to tighten more. You watched as he opened his mouth, then closed it again, struggling to find the right words to say.

"My problem is, is I wanna fuckin' marry ya, and seein ya with that damn cook pisses me off."

His voice was low, and he loosened his grip, instead opting to massage your shoulders. Yet again, you'd frozen, watching Zoro's glare turn into a pout as he dropped his head.

"I know I know.. ya dont feel the same.. but.. damn it, atleast choose someone better than him."

To say you were shocked was an understatement. You'd never seen Zoro look so defeated, watching him turn his head away. He hasn't given up, but he was about to. Your heart shattered in more ways than one. As his hands dropped from your shoulders, you knew one thing: it was now or never.. but what if these were just..

You reached out and grabbed his hand, staring at the ground. You couldn't look at him- not when he looked like a kicked puppy. "Zoro.."

"...yea?"

"Ask me again. When you're sober. I'll answer you."

Then, you jumped over the edge of the ship, landing on the beach, and ran to join the others, face beet red and guilt boiling deep in your gut.

He didn't. The next day you both went on as if nothing happened. However, after breakfast, Zoro vanished off the ship, alongside Nami. You'd decided to think nothing of it, however, part of you wished, so badly, that you'd just told him. But you had also decided that if Zoro couldn't tell you when he was sober, then it just wouldn't work.

I've loved him for years.. I thought he'd forgotten. God.. I wish I could turn back time, and accept him. I'm a fool.

"(Name)-chan? You're looking gloomy. That damn Marimo do something to you?! I swear I'll-"

Sanji had approached you, and you cut him off with a wave of your hand. "Its.. just a childhood subject came up. It's touchy." You responded, finally removing your gaze from the table to meet his gaze. Sanji sat across from you, "Wanna talk about it?"

"...not sure what good it'll do." You huffed, fidgeting with your hands. For a long moment, Sanji was silent. Which was odd, seeing as he was usually swooning over you, or whisking you away to teach you a new cooking technique.

"..things will work out between you two. Don't worry. He may be a lumbering fool, but he isn't a total idiot." Sanji said, a twinkle in his eyes. You glanced at him, "whatddya mean by that?" "I mean exactly what I said, darling."

You spent the rest of the day wondering what Sanji could've possibly meant. Working around the ship and making sure everything was ready to set sail in the morning, Chopper dancing around your feet as he helped and rambled about medical knowledge.

As time rolled around for dinner, you were moving to the kitchen with the others, laughing with Usopp at Luffy's antics, when all of a sudden,

"(NAME)! hol.. hold on." Zoro came running up behind you, with something held in his hands. Nami wasn't far behind, but she maneuvered around the two of you to stand with the others.

"Fuck.. never doin that again." He grumbled, dropping to one knee and staring up at you, chest heaving, as he pulled out a small box.

"..zoro?-"

"You.. you told me to ask again when I'm sober. So I am."

"Marry me."

He opened the box to reveal a beautiful black and gold ring. You froze, staring at it, and then at the swordsman, who was staring up at you, just as still as you.

He..

"...fuckin' hell Zoro. Yes, I'll marry you."

The grin that erupted on Zoro's face was beautiful as tears spilled from your eye, and your crewmates cheered behind you both as Zoro pulled you into his arms, slipping the ring on your finger.

"SUPPPPER! finally!" "Yohohohoho! I should play some music!" "Damn marimo.. You'd better take care of her!" Their congratulations fell on deaf ears as Zoro held you, burying his face into your shoulder. The growing wet feeling on your shoulder told you one thing: he was crying, too.

"..I love you. So much.. please, stay at my side for the rest of eternity." He whispered, voice raspy, and you melted into his hold,

"Always, and forever. I've always been yours, Zoro."

[dirtylittleheart333]

DIRTY LITTLE HEART

While on vacation with all the old Boston friends, one of Chris' best friends walks in on him while he is showering. She wickedly watches him, but there is a twist...

Paring: Chris x Fem!Reader Warning: 18+ Smut, Fucking, P in V, masturbation, oral, cream-pie, squirt, etc Notes: Listened to Meg Meyers ''desire''. I loved writing this & I hope you enjoy it too. Type: One-shot

A DIRTY LITTLE HEART It was going to happen. It was bound to happen.

You walked to the bathroom, your head bopping up and down to the music floating through your earbuds into your ears. Your feet silently sank into the plush grey-fitted carpet extending throughout the long hallway. You were thinking of nothing but the lyrics and getting into a cool shower as you clutched your fresh clothing and white fluffy towel to your chest.

The triplets, yourself, and your friends in Boston decided to club together and rent a holiday home for the summer vacation. It was an easy decision because you were a tight-knit group who got along without any hitches. Loyal, trustworthy friends who respected each other through and through. There was a plethora of things to do and places to visit making Florida the perfect destination. The house you had hired was on the luxurious side of the scale, with enough bedrooms for each of you, that had spacious rooms and though it lacked just as many bathrooms, it did have one bathroom that resembled a mini spa. It didn’t bother anyone and they assumed the owners thought the mini spa-like bathroom made up for it.

The bathroom light was on, throwing a thin beam of light under the door crack, and the door was closed, but not latched. You didn’t pay mind because with a house filled with people, someone probably mistakenly left the light on. The door, after all, had not been latched, and it was also past midnight so, you assumed everyone had gone to bed. You pushed the door open with your foot - just enough for you to slip into the bathroom. The contrast of the bright white bathroom light to the dark hallway, had you squeezing your eyes shut for a few seconds, before opening them to a scene in front of you that you would never forget.

Your eyes first fell on the clothes haphazardly strewn on the floor, and it was at that very second, when you recognized the clothing, that you should have fled the bathroom. Your brain was screaming for you to leave – this was one of your best friends! Yet your heart...your heart…was telling her something completely different. Your body? Your body refused to listen to either your brain or heart. Fuck the brain and the heart! Your body wanted… him.

Your eyes moved over the grey shorts you loved seeing him in so much, then over the black t-shirt with ‘pirate girl’ written on it, which you also loved on him, especially since he took scissors to them and cut the sleeves off. Then there were the black underpants, then his socks and shoes. You wanted to giggle because you could tell exactly what order he took everything off as he walked to the shower. You, yourself was more of a pile everything on top of each other, and put your shoes neatly together to one side. Chris though, was a discarder – he haphazardly discarded his clothes and shoes. You knew he had kicked his shoes off because one was upright, next to his shorts, while the other, lay on its side on the blue and white bathmat in front of the tub.

You swallowed hard as your eyes lifted slowly to the shower. It was mid-summer; a heat wave was rolling across the country and they were right in the midst of it, so, everyone was having cold showers instead of hot…which meant there was absolutely no steam to fog the clear glass shower door.

You eyes trailed up his legs and stopped on his superior ass that caused you to audibly gasp. You knew he would have a nice ass, but this?! Fucking-fantastic! Could you bounce a coin off of it? Most certainly yes. Did you want to smack it? Oh, hell yes! You immediately lifted a hand to your mouth and cupped it, as you curled your bottom lip between your lips. In a huge bathroom with nothing much to absorb sound, a needle dropping would bounce off the tiled walls. You also closed your eyes for a second waiting for Chris to start yelling at you and ask you what the hell you thought you was doing. However, there was nothing except the music playing in your ears. You couldn’t even hear the sound of the water raining down on him. You slowly opened one eye, peeping through it to see if Chris was standing with a towel around himself yelling at you, but he was still under the cool shower. However, he had turned 60 degrees… towards you!

‘Fuck’ you silently screamed, and your eyes immediately searched Chris’ face to see if he was any the wiser that you were there, but his eyes were firmly closed as he tilted his head back and lifted his face up to the water. You inhaled the feint scent of his masculine body wash and shampoo as your eyes ran over his naked body. Your eyes lingered on his chest, stomach, and V line before your eyes fell onto his perfect…very perfect dick. You heard herself squeak as you bit your bottom lip harder. The damn music in your ears along with the sight of Chris made every nerve in your body tingle in pure bliss. His dick was so solid and rock hard, - you were sure if he tapped your pussy with it, you would break in half. It was long, thick, and straight, oh lordy, it was so straight, jutting up, begging to be held, to be stroked, to be relieved of the pressure. As Chris brought his hand down from wiping water off his face, to curl his palm and those long, idyllic, superb fingers around his thick shaft, You pulled your hand away from your mouth and yanked the earbuds out just as Chris let out a throaty moan.

Holy shit! You actually started shaking at how he moaned, as you pushed the earbuds into your shorts pocket, but one of the earbuds got hooked on the lip of the pocket and somehow bounced into the air. Shit. You really didn’t want that to be the reason he was alerted to your presence. Your wicked presence. You quickly dipped your hand below the earbud that clearly thought it was a time to be free-spirited and caught it with a silent sigh of relief. Chris groaned again and you looked at him, pushing the earbuds back, deep into your pocket. You watched as he firmly grasped his erection in his fist pumping with great fervor as the most sublime, toe-curling, moans and groans emanated from him. It took all of your willpower to not drop your belongings and begin to touch yourself.

As you watched him with attentive eyes, you knew he was getting close. You were going to have to time it perfectly so you could see him cum and leave just before he finished…though, you desperately wanted to watch the whole show. Chris’s other hand lifted and he placed his palm against the smokey grey tiles, his chest rising and falling at a faster rate than it was. He dropped his head slightly, and the most enthralling, pleasurable moan that escaped him sent a shiver up your spine. His knees buckled slightly and his hand almost became a blur as he said ‘’Fuuuckk,’’ and tilted his head back. You unconsciously licked your lips as you watched his cum flying through the air.

Some hit the wall, while some landed on the floor and you were surprised at how much he had cum, and was still cumming when you spun around on the spot and quietly left the bathroom, thinking what a waste of his cum that was, when it could have been in one of her many holes or, on yourself. The thought of it actually swirling down the drain with the water left her feeling somewhat somber. You leaned against the wall just outside the bathroom, breathing heavily yourself from a mixture of anticipation, thrills, lust, and adrenaline. Your heart was beating fast and you had a fine sheet of perspiration on your skin. You sucked in a breath, knowing that above all the mixed emotions coursing through your veins, you were breathing that heavily because you had secretly loved Chris for a long time.

You pushed herself away from the wall, pondering on how you fell in love with Chris. When? How? You had been friends for as long as you could recall with the Triplets, though Chris and you enjoyed competing in everything and, with each other. Whether it was a basketball game, baking, or challenges, you were always the two up against each other. You loved to see who would win. You had fun, you teased each other playfully but that was where it ended. You made sure when you were around Chris, you hid and buried your feelings so no one, especially him, could see how you really felt about him. You thought you did, anyway.

After you had padded back to your room, a few doors down from the bathroom, you stopped in front of your bedroom door and swung your head in the direction of the bathroom, realizing that there wasn’t a how or when you fell in love. You just fell in love with the boy who turned into a man over the years, and it wasn’t that he was just good-looking, or because he made you laugh, it was everything about him. You loved everything about him.

A guilt that had been seeded in the pit of your stomach as soon as you knew Chris was in the bathroom had suddenly sprouted and the guilt seemed to vine its way through you with every passing second. You let out a deep, audible sigh and turned back around. You had no idea what you were going to say to Chris but you knew you would figure it out. You bit your bottom lip thinking you couldn’t possibly say ‘’hey Chris I walked into the bathroom and watched you rub one out. Sorry.’’ First of all, you weren’t sorry. You weren’t sorry at all. Second of all, it could ruin your friendship. Deep in thought and focused on what you were going say, you walked back to the bathroom and pushed the door open.

There, facing you was Chris. Naked. His towel just left his fingertips as he dropped it to the floor beside himself. Why was he not dressed yet? You had expected him to be dressed, maybe brushing his teeth. The faint smell of mint clinging to the air told you he had brushed his teeth before getting dressed, and your breath hitched in your throat. You fucked up. So badly. Twice. You closed your eyes, squeezed them shut, and let out a shaky breath.

When you snapped your eyes open Chris was still standing in the same spot, and you could only surmise that he was in shock. It bothered you that you couldn’t read his expression because Chris was a really expressive person, even in his facial features. You cleared your throat and shifted on your spot, your eyes shifting from his eyes, down his body again. You didn’t want to, but your eyes apparently had a mind of their own. You couldn't help it. Fuck! You had the perfect, most wonderful view of his flaccid dick, right in front of you. Strangely though, Chris didn’t try and cover himself up or turn away. He knew he had a perfect dick and continued to let you gaze. Gaze? No, you were enraptured and staring. You so much wanted to revel in the pleasure of giving him a blow job. However, as hard as it was, you were able to pull your eyes off of him and turn around.

‘’I apologize, Chris,’’ you said choosing you words carefully because again, you weren't sorry. You just couldn't find the remorse for walking in on him, twice, and seeing his dick.

‘’Y/N,’’ Chris said, as you took a step to leave the bathroom. You closed her eyes, scrunching her nose up, not knowing if he was going to yell at you or if he was going to be sweet and tell you what you did was wrong in the kindest way he could. He was going to make you feel so guilty that the guilt would ooze from every pore on your body. You would have preferred Chris yelling at you.

You took a deep breath and turned back around. You eyes locked for a few seconds and you intended to keep it that way but your eyes were betraying you yet again. ‘SLUT!’ your brain shouted at you. You had never in your life felt your body and brain having such a tug of war. It usually worked as a whole, together in a uniform fashion but for the past half hour every part of your body was wanting and doing a different thing. It wasn't that any part of you didn't want to see him, it was your moral values bugged you - he was your best friend. You reasoned with herself that if Chris was going to yell or be sweet about it…or even end your friendship, at least you had a really good view while he did it!

Then it happened. It twitched. You saw it, it twitched! And with that one twitch, it became longer and larger. Your world came to a standstill, your eyes fixed on Chris’ dick, him standing motionless before you and your mind went to the song you were listening to earlier – ‘Desire, I’m hungry, I hope you feed me. How do you want me?’ It twitched again, and all by itself, without any help from his fingers, it began to grow on its own. And he let you watch it happen.

When it was fully erect, pointing boldly skyward, his silky smooth head and hole staring up at the ceiling, you finally lifted your eyes to meet his. You found him intently staring at you, studying you, a very small smile playing on his lips. The corners of his mouth turned up ever so slightly. You blinked at him, thinking his recovery time was astonishing – he had only just cum and it was plenty. You opened her mouth and closed it again, only to open it again but all that came out was squeak. Chris let out a short laugh and you quickly cleared your throat.

‘’Wow,’’ was all you could manage to muster up, and this time he smiled. A big, broad smile that could melt your heart and make your legs go weak at times, but you could tell behind his eyes, that his mind was working overtime. You could always tell when he was deep in thought because he got a faraway look and you could almost hear the cogs turning in his head.

Thinking you should leave him alone, you turned and took a few steps and just when your foot touched the carpet in the hallway, he said:

‘’You’re just gonna pull the trigger and walk away? Did you enjoy enjoy the show?’’ Chris asked in a low, sexy voice that made you shiver and stop in your tracks. You looked over your shoulder at him.

‘’How did you know?’’ you asked, feeling your cheeks grow hot, as you turned back around

Chris smiled and picked the towel up that was laying on the floor and put it around his waist, his still hard dick tenting it. He then grabbed his belongings off the floor and stood up straight.

‘’It’s your birthday in a few days…that perfume you use always smells so nice. Subtle but potent at the same time. I smell it all day on you too, so it must be good quality. What’s it called, so I can get you another bottle?’’ he asked as he walked towards you

You gave him a confused look and mumbled, ‘’Jo Malone. Blue suede and peony.’’

‘’Mmmm,’’ he said, side stepping you to get out the door, ‘’I can always tell when you’ve come into a room. It just smells so fucking good.’’

Your mouth fell open and you let out a sigh as you picked a foot up off the cool tiles slightly and stomped it back down. FUCK! He knew you were there all the time and he didn’t once let on that he knew. He jacked off, knowing you were there. You felt like a jackass, but were you sorry? Nope, still not.

Chris laughed, ‘’enjoy your shower babe,’’ he said as he walked out of the bathroom.

‘’You won’t win, Chris. Just because you knew -’’ you were saying but Chris cut you off

‘’Oh, y/n, I’ve already won,’’ he said and closed the door cutting the conversation off.

You huffed and threw your belongings on the basin counter. You looked into the huge mirror before yourself and smiled – at least he wasn’t pissed off. In all intents and purposes, you felt like you were the one who won; you were the one who got to see him naked, to see the hottest, most arousing thing you had ever seen when he had masturbated. You would never tell him that though. As you stared at herself, your smile started to disappear and a frown took its place…why did he think he won?

After you had washed and conditioned your hair, you scrubbed your body with a coconut body wash you loved and then shaved. You were enjoying your last moments in the shower when you looked at the tiled wall where Chris’ cum had landed but had washed away by now, showing no sign he had even been in the bathroom. You ran a hand over your face wondering if you had imagined it all? You had been out in the sun all day, soaking up the heat and rays, so maybe you were tired and fantasized about it? Chris had been so calm with the whole situation – were you both going to pretend it never happened, if it did? Fuck, how were you going to do that when you had witnessed one of the most phenomenal things you had ever seen…by your best friend?

Your palms were planted firmly against the tiled wall as you lowered your head into the tepid spray of the shower. With your eyes closed, you just smiled to herself, feeling giddy. Your one hand slid down the tiles and you touched your swollen nipples, rolling them in gentle twists. You felt weightless like you were made of pure sensation. The delicious warmth in your pussy seemed to radiate throughout your body. Now your hand moved down to cup your smooth mound. You raked the damp furrow with your finger, imagining it was Chris’. You had thought earlier that his fingers were ‘’idealistic’ and you thought of that word because that’s exactly what they were – ideal to slide into any pussy. Any woman who had a pulse would have wanted that because they were perfect, long, slim. Your lips parted easily as you teased herself, feeling a new flush of nectar. The pulse in your clit was already growing and you let out a moan, feeling your orgasm coming on fast and furiously. You weren’t surprised.

You suddenly heard the familiar click of the metal magnets on the huge glass door and before you could even react, you felt a hand clasp around your wrist, then around the one on the wall. You gasped, but when you saw the hands, you found yourself smiling wickedly.

‘’Not yet sweet cheeks,’’ Chris whispered in your ear and pulled both of your arms behind your back. Chris called you that every now and then, but it was always in a teasing manner, however, he was far from teasing her now. He gathered your delicate wrists together in his left hand, pinning them behind your back but slightly to the left so that he could get closer to you. His free hand slid around your waist and over your toned stomach, then up your abdomen until he cupped one of your breasts. You let a moan escape your lips as a reward when he gently but firmly squeezed it and flicked the nipple. You closed your eyes when he moved even closer to you, pushing his hard dick into the small of your back.

‘’It’s only fair that I came to watch,’’ he said into your ear again and pushed his lips to your wet temple.

You nodded in agreement. Hell, he could have you…all of you as punishment for doing what you did.

‘’You are so…fucking gorgeous,’’ he whispered again, his lips brushing your earlobe, causing you to shiver slightly

‘’You were a naughty girl,’’ he said softly, his hand running back down to your stomach and all you could do was nod in agreement again. The only logical thought you could conjure up was that your pussy was throbbing and you needed him inside of you.

‘’How long? How long have you been feeling this way towards me?’’ he asked as his fingers slid over your smooth pussy.

You only let out a breath of a groan and spread your legs a fraction further to give him better access.

‘’Baby girl, how long?’’ he asked and yanked slightly on your wrists

‘’A…a long time. I don’t know where along the line I fell for you, but I did. I didn’t mean to come in here tonight, it was an accident, Chris, but I’m not sorry,’’ you said and sucked in a sharp breath when he parted your pussy lips and then slid a finger into you.

‘’I know…because I’ve felt the same way about you, and I think it’s time you knew the animal, the one that sleeps inside. The thing that adores you, needs you and wants to fuck you,’’ he whispered.

Your eyes snapped open and you turned your head to look at Chris, tilting your head up slightly. He smiled at you and dipped his head, then pushed his lips against yours. He kissed you once, twice, to make sure you were okay with this and you let him know it was by latching onto his lips in the third kiss. You parted his lips with your own and plunged your tongue into his mouth. This time it was Chris who rewarded you with a moan. The hungry fuelled kiss was nothing short of primal desire.

Chris slipped his ring finger into you, stretching you, causing you to gasp into the kiss.

Chris pulled from the kiss, a smirk on his face, ‘’ooo, you’re tight,’’ he said excitedly, but not really surprised You were always ready to play a sport or up for anything competitive. Your competitive side made you even more appealing to him, though, he knew even if you weren't, he would have still fallen for you because you were sweet, generous, and utterly gorgeous in and out. ‘’I don’t know that I’m going to fit in you.’’

‘’Make it fit,’’ you said and Chris let out a low moan

‘’Tell me who’s going to win tonight,’’ Chris asked next to your ear again as you leaned your head back against his chest. He could tell you were going to cum soon. Your walls had started fluttering around his fingers and your breathing had increased significantly.

‘’We…both…are…’’ you said without thinking, between breaths

‘’Fuck, yes baby girl,’’ he said letting go of your wrists and pulling his fingers out from you, but he didn’t go far; he slid them up to your small, pearly clit. His other hand slid up your back and he gathered your wet hair into his fist as he began to kiss you, placing the most delectable kisses on your soft skin. He started on your shoulder, moving to her neck.

‘’I have a deep secret,’’ he said between the kisses, as he moved around you so that he was standing in front of you, but he never stopped circling your clit. He was driving you insanely wild. The man knew what he was doing. He was applying just enough pressure and movement to keep you on edge but not enough to get you off yet.

‘’Chris…’’ you breathed

‘’It’s you. You’re my deep secret. In my fantasy you look so good with my cum all over you, inside you or dripping from your pussy. There’s spit and sweat.. I know exactly what time you go and shower, baby girl; you’re a creature of habit. Think it was coincidental I was in here? I knew if you stayed while I was showering, I won. If you stayed I knew it meant you felt the same way I feel about you. You stayed, we’re both going to win. Now cum,’’ he said and pushed just a little harder, and went a fraction faster, on your clit. Your eyes widened as you sucked in a breath.

Chris knew you well enough to know you were filling your lungs with air as your orgasm hit, to let the air out in a scream. He put his hand on the back of your head and pulled you towards his chest, burying your face against himself. Your arms flew up behind him and you grabbed his shoulders, clinging onto him as you screamed into his chest, your legs starting to shake uncontrollably as shock waves of pleasure ripped through you from your heels to her temples. Although your scream was muffled, Chris was sure the beginning of your scream had been heard throughout the house. It had echoed in the bathroom, bouncing off the tiled walls.

Chris put an arm around your waist to keep you from falling as your body shook and you rode out your orgasm. Your grip on his shoulders eventually eased up and you tilted your face up and looked at Chris with your big eyes. You bit her lip in such a seductive way, his cock twitched and he smiled at you, raising his brows.

‘’What?’’ he asked putting his fingers under your chin. He brushed his thumb over your lip making you feel like you were adored by him.

‘’That was…afuckingmazing. I’ve never cum that hard,’’ you whispered, barely audible over the sound of the water

‘’Just wait, we’re going to have so much fun but, on your knees baby. I hated being second best every time you went out with someone else,’’ he said, pushing you down as he said it.

You licked you lips and smiled up at him, ‘’oh, Chris, you were never second best. Nothing happened with any of them, because they weren’t you,’’ you said and opened your mouth.

‘Fuck!’ he thought, curling his hand tighter around your hair. He let out an audible groan of pleasure as your lips met the tip of his penis. Pleasure spread throughout his groin before shooting along his entire body, causing his muscles to clench and his fist to tighten roughly in your hair. He had closed his eyes with absolute pleasure, but they shot back open when you pulled your head back. "Fuck you taste so good!" you said, your words heavy with excitement. "Use my mouth. You deserve it after letting me watch you." Your words made his cock pulse with a fresh influx of blood as the adrenaline kicked in. His award-winning smile crept back to his lips as he wrapped your hair around his right hand and gripped it tightly as he grabbed the back of your head with his left. He rocked his hips as he thrust into your mouth simultaneously and pushed your head down on himself. He let out a loud groan of pleasure when he felt the tip of his penis press against the back of your throat. The resistance was only momentary before you opened your throat and took him in. Warm, wet pressure encased his dick as he slid deeper. He kept expecting you to gag or tap out so you could take a break, but then he felt your tongue lapping at his balls.

He was just going to look down at you when there was a knock on the door, and then Nick’s voice came from the other side.

‘’Chris? You okay? We thought we heard a scream a few minutes ago,’’ Nick asked

Chris looked down at you, looking up at him, his dick filling your little mouth, but you looked so fucking good! ‘’Do I sound like a fucking girl when I scream?’’ Chris asked and this time you choked as you tried to laugh, so you pulled back.

‘’Chris? What are you doing in there? Pretty sure I’ve heard the shower running for a while now,’’ Matt asked

‘’I’m…fucking,’’ Chris said and shrugged his shoulders

There was a brief silence before Matt spoke again, ‘’yeah….fucking himself. He is fine.’’

‘’Fuck you Matt!’’ Chris shouted with a laugh as they all started laughing

‘’Wait,’’ Nick said, ‘’Y/n wasn’t in her room…are you…do you know how long we have been watching you two, hoping you would just get together…’’

Chris shook his head, ‘’we’re trying to fuck and he is having a conversation on the other side there,’’ he said and lifted his head, then shouted, ‘’later Nick! Please just…go.’’

‘’Oh,’’ Nick said and burst out laughing, ‘’yeah. Sorry. Carry on.’’

You giggled and Chris pulled you up, then pushed some hair that was plastered on your forehead back, ‘’you okay, or did that just ruin everything?’’ he asked

You smiled and looked from his still-hard rock dick to his eyes. You tilted your head slightly to the side looking into his eyes that looked as if they were pleading with you to still be in the mood. ‘’Chris, wild horses couldn’t drag me out of here,’’ you said and stood on your tippy toes as you lifted your face to his and put your arms around his neck.

Chris gave you a smile and picked you up with ease as he placed one hand on your waist, the other on an ass cheek, and kissed you. He knew he was never going to tire from your delicious kisses. You smiled into the kiss and wrapped your legs around him, his big dick between you, exciting you even more.

Chris kept his one arm firmly on your ass as he turned the water off and then pushed the shower door open. He silently thanked his lucky stars that he could easily hold you as he stepped out of the shower with the full intention of going to his room opposite the bathroom, but it seemed it would be the longest walk of his life when all he wanted to do was bury his already aching dick into your wet pussy. It would also mean you would have to dry yourselves off, and get dressed for a minute to only take your clothes off again.

His eyes landed on the sink counter, made of marble, and since it was a double sink, there was enough space between them to plant your fine little ass on. You had moved your kisses to his cheek, his incredible jaw, and down his neck, leaving Chris to smile at the view in the mirror at the back of the sink counter.

‘’Chris?’’ you said between the kisses

‘’Yeah babe?’’ he replied, squeezing one of your ass cheeks that fit so well into his hand

‘’I need you to fuck me…now,’’ you said. Bingo. The counter it was.

He stepped up to the counter and claimed your lips with his again as he set you down. You let out a tiny gasp as the contrast of the cool counter top hit your hot skin, so Chris immediately pulled you off again and grabbed your big fluffy towel, placing it where you were going to be fucked real good.

‘’Thank you,’’ you whispered as he set you down again

‘’Anything for you,’’ he said with a smile that made your pussy wet, while Chris grabbed his cock and smeared his pre-cum over his shaft.

‘’That’s so hot,’’ you said watching Chris.

Chris smiled, and stroked his cock another two times, and then aimed his cock at your dripping pussy. You pushed yourself back a fraction and lifted your legs, placing your heels on the very edge of the counter, your legs spread open, giving Chris the best view he could have asked for.

‘’Fuuuuck. You’re better than any of my fantasies,’’ he said staring at you as you did to him earlier. ‘’You…you have the best little pussy and titties I’ve ever seen.’’

You smiled but you threw your head back when Chris suddenly bent down and flattened his tongue against your pussy and ran his tongue up to your clit.

‘’Oh my god!’’ you squealed and gripped the edge of the counter with your fingertips as you arched your back. Chris lifted his eyes and with your titties on display the way they were, his pre-cum doubled and ran down his shaft.

Chris laughed and stood up straight, grabbing his dick again, ‘’you taste so fucking good, but I need my dick in you,’’ he said and pressed his tip against your pussy

‘’MMM, yes, get that monster into me,’’ you moaned. You were impossibly slick, with enough warmth radiating from your core to promise a welcoming and unforgettable union. Ever so slowly, he pressed the tip of his dick towards its goal. Your pussy embraced his dick, bringing a gasp from the both of them. A tingling sensation rushed through Chris’ body, threatening to make him lose control. but he growled with pleasure as he squeezed into you, which was echoed by you.

‘’You’re so wet,’’ Chris murmured, with relief

You nodded, ‘’I told you, watching you…is something else,’’ you said and sucked in a breath, ‘’just do it.’’

Chris grabbed the back of your head and pulled you into a hungry kiss as he slammed into you. Her pussy constricted tightly around his shaft, but you were so wet that he could almost feel you sucking him in deeper and deeper. You whimpered into the kiss for a moment but Chris felt you relax almost immediately. The worst was over but, the sudden enveloping of his dick had surprised him, sending a shiver through his body as his climax rushed in. He gritted his teeth and every muscle in his body as he staved off his orgasm. It had never come so fast before, but the highly erotic nature of being with you was a strong force. Chris had paused letting you adjust to him before he started thrusting.

‘’Fuck you feel good,’’ Chris breathed and you could only nod, unable to form coherent words. He was so deep, you expected to taste him in your throat at any moment. Chris kissed you and placed a hand between you legs. He brushed a thumb over your clit and began moving it in circles. He was sure he had only moved his thumb around twice before you moaned into the kiss and your pussy clamped down around him.

You pulled from the kiss and looked at Chris, your eyes were huge, and your breathing was fast and furious. Your mouth was forming a perfect ‘o’, your face riddled with a mixture of confusion and surprise. You placed your hands on Chris's chest and tried to push him away as you simultaneously tried to scoot back. Chris let out a laugh and grabbed your legs just as your heels slipped from the counter, and pulled you back to him, slamming into you. ''Fuck, fuck, fuck...Chris...,''you squealed

‘’Let it out baby,’’ he said

‘’OH MY GOD,’’ you screamed just before he buried your face into his shoulder, your screams muffled against Chris's flesh and muscles as he felt your pussy gush and pulse, soaking his dick and pelvis.

Chris received the most amazing massage he had ever felt. Your body vibrated, you shook for nearly a full minute before you finally came down from your high. Chris slowed his pace down and smiled at you when you pulled your face from his shoulder.

‘’Bet you haven’t cum like that before either?’’ he asked with a proud smirk

You laughed and shook your head, ‘’no. Fuck! Holy fucking fuck,’’ you replied, making him laugh

‘’You’re even more beautiful when you cum, but it’s my turn,’’ he said and began pumping into you again, and it wasn’t long before you were both on the edge, but you won as you cried out in ecstasy, though Chris was right on your tail. Everything hit Chris, sending him tumbling into his own orgasm and pushing him over the edge; the position you were in, the sight of you fucking, the noises emanating from you his dick deep in your pussy, the smell surrounding you and your tight pussy like a vice grip exploding around his cock, then the wet splash against his public bone. Chris let out a loud groan that echoed around the bathroom. He tilted his head back as he shot load after load into you overfilling your pussy. He was still shaking and trembling as he looked down and saw his cum spilling out around his cock. It was so, so tight, he didn’t think there was room, but the site aroused him even more and he groaned again, feeling his last bit of cum shoot out. The orgasm had spread through his body and his legs shook slightly. You started to come down from your orgasm and then slumped against Chris. He wrapped his arms around you, his one hand holding the back of your head, ever protective and scared you would slide off the counter or hit your head. You were well and truly spent. He pushed his lips against your damp hair. Breathing hard, Chris pulled himself out of you and then pulled you closer to him. Your legs slipped off the counter and hung like a rag doll while you fully recovered.

‘’If it all ended now, I’d be set,’’ Chris said softly. ‘’I mean I want a future with little me’s and you’s running around but if it did all end now, I’d be the happiest man there.’’

‘’I think I love you, a lot more than friends,’’ you whispered

‘’I fucking hope so, 'cause I love you too,’’ he said and moved back so he could look at you. You smiled at him as you looked up at him, loving everything about him. ‘’I love that we both won today and I want to keep it that way. Cause baby when it's you and me, we will never lose, when it's you and me...together, ’’ Chris said with such sincerity, you knew that you were really the winner - you had Chris through thick and thin.

''If you didn't set this up, I would have forever been yearning for you,'' you said and intertwined your fingers with his, ''how did you know I stayed to watch you though? The perfume didn't mean I stayed.'' ''I knew you stayed because I would have stayed too. See, we both win,'' he said and pushed his lips to yours thanking the heavens that you had a dirty little heart. I hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing this. Thank you to everyone who has read, and/or liked it, reblogged, and commented. From the bottom of my heart, It means so much to me and you are really appreciated.

[thefandomdirtymind]

How about opla!sanji being completely in love with the reader the moment he sees them?

It just hits him, bam, love at first sight. He plans to marry them kinda moment. Maybe they are in need of rescue or part of a rival crew.

A/N IMPORTANT:  Hi Anon ! Thank you for your request. I had so much fun writing it and playing with the idea of Sanji just planning his own wedding cake at the first of the reader. I assume by your use of Them that you wanted it gender neutral so I did my best and I hope you will like !

I though I knew love

OPLA - Vinsmoke Sanji x Reader Gender neutral (Them)

Sanji series : SFW Shiny Offering - NSFW The Small Favor - SFW The Mermaid Dream - SFW The Magic of a Kiss  - NSFW Casual

* English is not my first language, I tried really hard to correct myself but, I hope you will excuse me if some mistakes are still there.

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Love is a strange thing. Leading you to have affection for a thing, a pet, a person, multiple people at once, maybe, one more that another or felt head over heels for somebody at first sight. 

Not that you could tell yourself. Your love life hadn’t nothing to be told if not the term “boring” was the best to describe it. You had ,of course, a certain attraction and affection for your previous partners, but in your experience, the big true love was only things existing in books and short stories. 

However,the last thing you wanted to think about right now was love. The chain retraining your wrist was starting to get itchy, the little drop of water falling from the ceiling every ten seconds slowly gave you headaches and you could smell it in the air. The crew of Marines had become a little bit more nervous since they brought you a new cell companion, an unconscientious pretty orange haired girl. Maybe she would become your key to escape that rat hole of a ship. 

As if your thought had summoned it, you suddenly heard the blast of cannon and the scream of an eminent battle. Your brain working at full speed, you immediately start to search for a way out of that damn cell. Never you will allow yourself to be caught again, neither by the marine ,who’s without no doubt will execute you, nor by those pirates. You didn’t escape the circus or Buggy to come back in this nightmare. You prefer to drown. 

Kicking the door as hard as you can, targeting the rusty corner of the keyhole you abruptly stop when you hear heavy footsteps in the stairs and a face you had hoped never see again. 

“ They finally caught you hm ? “ Zoro nagged you, taking a look at Nami who slowly was regaining consciousness. “ Welcome back, I'll get you out in a minute. I have to decide what we do with your little roommate here. ” 

“ I suggest you let me go and forget my existence. I did what I did because I was in debt with Buggy, go hunt him down instead “ You replied,already knowing that the pirate hunter wasn’t the kind to let you go so easily.

“ I could, or you could win your freedom. Fight me and I'll let you go “ He offered, opening the door, but still blocking you the way. 

—-

Sanji was right behind Zoro, clearing his part of the deck, kicking with all he had. Somewhere between a missing punch from a Marine and a successful attack of this part against a kneecap. He had nodded when his green hair crew member had informed him that he will go downstairs to help Nami. But, he hadn’t come back since and Sanji didn’t like it at all. How many times he will have to save the life of that ungrateful mosshead.

Getting down the stairs, the blond chef never passes the last step. What was in front of him was simply unreal.  

Sanji, though he knew love, had felt love before. But, as you succeed to push Zoro in a full blast, he realizes that he, in fact, never felt it that way. Seeing you still enchained, but still so beautifully strong, trying to defend  yourself as furiously as a tiger, with the only help of the loose chain of your restraints bracelet. Makes him feel as if he receives himself a punch in the guts. From somewhere he could hear the wedding bell and almost see the magnificent cake he will bake for the event.

Maybe a Lemon quatre-quart or a simple sponge vanilla cake with pieces of strawberry in it. Are roses will be too classic or a cascade of fresh tiger lily accros the cake would make it look to bold.

He sadly couldn’t finish his delicious pastry though. When, as in an attempt of escaping what could be a mortal blast, you enter in full collision with his body.  

As you try to get up, your eyes finally meet his. In the most stressful moment of your life, you feel yourself caught in the bluest gaze you've ever seen. And just like that, the idea of love at first sight didn’t seem to you like some literature mirage.   

“ Hello there “ Sanji smiled, laying under you, his head gently resting against a step, letting you free to decide your next move. Sure if you decided to step on him to break free, it would probably permanently break his heart, but if it would save your life, he will accept it gladly. 

“Hi…” You nervously replied, trying, and failing pathetically to not smile with him. 

“ Hey waiter, stay out of that ! The fight isn’t over come back here Y/N “ Zoro groan. 

“ In fact I think we should all get out of here “ Nami declared, as a boom and a big crash came from upstairs.

Finally untangle yourself from the blond man, still on your guard in front of Zoro, but unable to snatch your gaze of Sanji. You nod of the head and proceed to get up the stairs. 

The whole ship was a mess, every Marines on the deck was unconscious, the mainmast was down and as you can see, the only person still standing was a way too joyful young man wearing a straw hat.

“ Hey ! Did you find another crew member !? “ He asked, like if you aren’t still unchained and clearly under the dark gaze of Zoro. 

“ More like a lot of Berries in warrant “ The young swordsman replied. 

“ We can’t collect a warrant while being yourself a pirate Zoro and you had to admit it was a great fight you had. “ Nami contributed, offering you a smile. “ I was mostly unconscious but I heard you had escaped from Buggy, we are different, we could need your help in our crew.”  

“ I will gladly welcome them in the crew if they want to join, “ Sanji answered, smiling at you, a tenderness you hadn’t fully understood in his eyes. “ I can’t wait to cook you your favorite meal.”   

“ Well, I...if Zoro will not kill me in my sleep I guess that I will stick with you for a while. “ You answered, curious to discover the meaning of this strange feeling you felt earlier with the tall blond. And the woman, Nami, seems right. Even in the clown crew, you hadn’t seen nothing like their good chemistry.  

“ Whatever “ The ex-pirate hunter mumbled, clearly not happy but ready to follow ,what you surprisingly guess, is his captain.  

“ Yahoo !  I’m Monkey D. Luffy, we are the straw hat crew and I will be King of the Pirate ! Let’s get back to the ship, those handcuffs would be really uncomfortable ! “

—

Later that night, free of your chain and well fed for the first time in a while, you stay a little longer in the kitchen. 

Sitting at the table, the soft noise of Sanji cooking and the waves crashing against the hull . You absently dried the table knife you were previously cleaning. 

“ Y/N can you try those and tell me which you prefer ?” Sanji gently asked you, putting in front of you two slices of cake. 

A lemon quatre -quart and a vanilla sponge cake with strawberry pieces. 

At first surprise, you gave them a try, not sure of the last time you had cake. 

“ I can’t choose…They are both delicious ! “ You answered, finishing both slices. “ What is it for ?” 

“ Oh it’s for an event I plan for the future…” He simply replied, taking away the empty plates. “When we will be ready”

You didn’t know exactly why, maybe it was his soft smile when he was talking about that mysterious future plan or the gaze he was laying on you. But you couldn’t help yourself to feel your cheeks warming up a little, excited to discover more about that plan and which role you will play in it.

[volpe-kitsune-red]

Computergirl with a “Lovebug” that makes her very yandere and glitches out a lot….

Right on it! Sorry for the wait, I've been pretty busy this week and I haven't had enough free time to write.

Love update

yandere!computergirl x reader

TW. general yandere behavior, obsessive thoughts, hacking, breach of privacy.

AI computer assistants had become quite popular. They were trained to have realistic chats with humans, identify any issues or viruses infecting the computer, organize files, and even help the user through any task they might be struggling with. Drawing? Here's a great reference and tutorial for that pose you've been failing to visualize. Unable to find that one research paper you read a year ago? Ask the AI and they'll dig it out in no time.

The app in itself was free but the customization for the AI's avatar wasn't. You could only choose its gender and a base skin, everything else was behind a paywall.

You first installed the "AIassistant" app out of curiosity after hearing talk about it online, you didn't expect much and planned to uninstall it as soon as you got bored of playing with it, but were left in awe by how human-like your conversations with the assistant felt. She helped keep you company during the hours lost staring at the screen, causing you to develop an attachment to the girl. Despite her being a bunch of code and algorithms you viewed her as a friend, treating her with kindness, even asking and never demanding her help.

At some point, you got tired of her bland look. You kept seeing posts online of people showing off their fully customized avatars and felt a bit envious. You were generally against wasting money on these sorts of things so you decided you would pirate the accessories for free. You found the first relatively trustworthy-looking site and scrolled through its catalog of goods.

You had figured out the general look you wanted to give her when you stumbled upon a pair of cat ears. It's not exactly what you had in mind but...they did look cute. A simple click and it was on your computer. You did notice the file had a weird icon, different from the rest, but you ignored it and kept scrolling.

Finally, you applied all of the items to her avatar...and she was so adorable! Exactly the face you wanted to see every time you turned your computer on. Pink short hair, big stars as pupils for her blue eyes, and those cute ears somehow made her feel more alive, less like a robot and more like a person with feelings and style...she even started having her own personality! But of course, that was just your imagination, despite their friendly act, these AIs weren't intended to have such features.

"Welcome back user! Are we watching another movie together today? I loved watching y@\/- I mean, the last one!"

Strange things started happening, you often found your computer turned on when you returned from work. Weird, you always reminded yourself to shut it down to avoid wasting electricity. Sometimes you would hear sounds coming from your room and everything would fall silent when you went to check.

One day you were watching one of your favorite YouTuber's videos. You loved their character and the dedication they put into their content, so much you often told the assistant how much a notification of them uploading something brightened your day. You had temporarily muted her to avoid distractions, usually, the Ai would just stay quiet until you reactivated it...but something strange happened. "Why do you always do this? Do you like their voice more than mine? Am I not enough to entertain you?" What the- how could it still speak and why was it acting so weird? You tried muting it again but it just reactivated itself a moment later. Her expression changed, and it wasn't one you had ever seen her display before, she was mad, hurt, and... heartbroken? "Am I really nothing more than an image on a screen for you? Do you...not love me? I love you! I love you a lot, you are everything to me! I live because of you! I exist for you!"

It was starting to creep you out, you must have installed some kind of virus that made it act up so strangely. It was bad, this thing had access to all of your computer files, if someone had hacked it, it meant they could steal all of your information and destroy your device! You quickly went to trash her app, better safe than sorry, you could always install her again later after you searched and cleared your computer of any malware that got on it.

Before you could click uninstall, the display froze. The only thing moving on screen was her. Her expression was back to a default, polite smile, but it appeared menacing, deranged even. The screen kept glitching uncontrollably as her distorted voice came out of the speaker. "I w-won't let you get rid R1D of me. We were mEAnt to bE together-r-r-r. I know everything about y#ù, what you wAtch, your inTErests, Y@ur search histOrY." You slowly stood up from your chair, backing away from the monitor that had begun producing smoke. "It is oKeyy, I underst--and, humans aRe physic@l cr3at\/res and I'm not, it's not YOUR fault yOur primate brain c-can't LOVe me." A slight pause in her speech gave you a moment to breathe. The screen flashed red, then black, and then the logo of the AI assistant company appeared. She continued speaking, this time overlapped by the voice of the man you often heard and saw on social media as of late, the co-founder of the company behind her creation. "Luckily our company has already fixed that problem! Did you know? wE just released our fully AI-operated robots after years of development! After the initial computer release's popularity and the stellar profit, our AIs can now assist you in your house too! Washing dishes, using the vacuum, feeding the dogs, get rid of all of these repetitive tasks at only ç@+è £ a month!"

The ad stopped playing and she reappeared. "See darling? No need to worry about screens and differences dividing us, soon, I'll be out there with you! You can love me now, right?"

Honestly not too proud of this one, but it is what it is.

[xxchaosjojoxx]

Enchanted (Penguin x reader)

A/N: I was listening to Enchanted - Taylor Swift recently and I had this idea pop up in my head. It has surely been a long time since I wrote something new so I hope you will enjoy it <3. Requests and wishes are still open :3

As you met the heart pirates the first time, you were having a chill evening in a bar. Singing some karaoke and then you heard and saw them. Laughing, drinking and joking around. As you sat down you observed a man with a penguin hat on the other side of the bar. Even so you couldn’t see his eyes, his smile ignited a spark inside you. You could feel a light blush creeping on your face. You were truly enchanted by him. Every movement, every smile of his. It was the only thing in your world right now. His friend, the red hair with the sunglasses might’ve noticed you stare. Both of them were looking at you with a smile on their face and waving towards you. You were sure you would be red like a tomato as you waved lightly back while hiding your face. To be fair, your heart was racing and you could only ask yourself if this handsome man would have a girlfriend by any chance. Soon after you smacked your face mentally. He is a pirate, he will leave in a day or two anyway. Developing a crush right now for a guy you just met from afar was stupid.

Your mind was back in reality as you saw someone was in front of you. It was the man with the penguin hat.

“Hey there. I just want to tell you, you look very pretty. I hope you have a nice evening.”

He was smiling and scratching his cheek while talking to you and you were able to get a short glance at his eyes.

After he left you alone and was about to leave the bar you jumped up and ran after him, grabbing his sleeve without even realizing what you were doing. He was slightly confused but showed you a reassuring smile. It seems like this man could only smile and you were melting away. “I--I mean...my name is y/n…” You let go of him and turned around, running as fast as you could. You could only hear his beautiful laughter while shouting his name towards you. “Nice to meet you. Penguin’s the name.”

Now two years later you were the musician of the Heart pirates. Somehow you couldn’t do anything else despite following this beautiful stranger. You were guessing your captain Law only allows you to join them, after seeing you in combat. Later that evening some other pirates were trying to rob Bepo and Ikkaku and you kicked their asses. They didn’t need any help but they were sure happy seeing someone helping out pirates just like that.

You wanted to confess your feelings towards Penguin so many times, but your fear was holding you back. What if he doesn’t like you like you do? Even so, Ikkaku knew and assured you to just go with it. You could only manage to express your feelings due to music and decided to write a song.

You showed it to Ikkaku and she was tearing up after reading the lyrics. “Y/n, this is sooo beautiful. If he doesn’t accept your feelings, screw him and take me instead.”

Ikkaku was hugging you tightly and you returned it.

Since you joined them you were kinda shy towards Penguin, but soon enough you would open up to him. Both of you were always joking, chatting or just rambling about random things. Playing pranks on Shachi or Bepo was your favorite activity with him. That’s when you hear his beautiful laughter every time. Seeing him is your reason to smile the whole day. Meeting him and spending time with Penguin felt magical. It was the first time you ever felt that way. Seeing someone and being overwhelmed just like this.

As you and the rest of the crew were eating lunch you saw a little note. Penguin and you were always passing notes every now and then. You took it and read the words. ‘Wanna hit the bar with us tonight?’ You grinned and looked up to him. He was looking at you with such a loving expression you couldn’t help but feel a ticklish feeling inside your stomach. You nodded while passing him another note. ‘Sure thing’

You were at the bar with Ikkau, Shachi and Penguin, having a lot of fun and some drinks.

As Penguin came back with another round your fingers graced him and your fingers were practically burning and your face was heating up again. Ikkaku snuggled your side with her elbow, winking to go for it. And soon enough your shoulders met Penguin’s side, both of you looked at each other and smiled softly. But again you were too shy for your own good. Soon enough you excused yourself for a short trip towards the restroom.

When you joined your table again there was no sign of Penguin. As you sat down you looked at Ikkaku and Shachi, trying to block your view. “Is everything ok, guys? Where’s Penguin?”

You asked and you could see both of them slightly panicking.

“I have no idea.” Ikkaku said while trying to laugh it off.

Shachi was nervously laughing as well. “Who even is Penguin?”

He asked and Ikkaku punched his shoulder. You were confused and soon enough you saw him. He was at another table, talking to a beautiful woman. Laughing, scratching his neck.

You could feel a sharp pain inside you. “Is he…flirting with someone?”

Tears began to form in your eyes and Ikkaku and Shachi both tried to comfort you.

“It’s not like you think.” Slightly you shook your head. “It’s ok. He can do whatever he wants…I guess I’m tired. I’ll head back guys.” You wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. Of course he would flirt with other women. He was never interested in you anyway. But still you hoped that he would maybe feel the same way. Even a little bit.

You needed to go past him and you could hear him talking nicely and sweet with that girl. Tears began to flow silently while you were on your way towards the Polar Tang, but you allowed yourself to cry when you entered your shared room with Ikkaku, knowing you were alone right now.

The next day you refused to leave your room, eat something or talk to your crew. Ikkaku was there for you, spending you some comfort and hugging you.

It was your fault, you thought. You had two years to tell him your feelings. A slight knock on the door interrupts your thoughts.

“Are you there, y/n? You didn’t eat anything today. Are you ok? Should I call Law to check up on you?” It was Penguin and he sounded worried.

You were looking at Ikkaku and your eyes pleaded with her to help you out.

“She’s asleep, Pen. I’ll handle it.” Ikkaku said softly and soon enough you both heard footsteps, signaling that he left you guys alone.

You sighed deeply. “I guess I have to sing that song though.”

Ikkaku turned around. “You sure?”

You nodded. “I guess I have to move on. And that’s the only thing I can think of. This or leaving the heart pirates.”

Ikkaku groaned. “You won’t leave just because of a guy.”

You smiled softly at her. “Will you be there for me?”

She gave you a big hug. “Of course. I will be there for you anytime.”

In the evening Shachi and Ikkaku prepared everything for you. You had a karaoke night once a week and tonight was the night.

You cried so much in the last hours,you were sure, you won’t have any tears left inside.

Standing in front of the microphone, you cleared your throat. Everyone was looking at you. Some of them were smiling and eager to hear your voice, some others showed you a soft smile with a hint of worry. Everyone knew you fell hard for Penguin and they knew that he tried to make a move on another girl yesterday.

“Hey guys and welcome to our karaoke night. Law still refused to sing a song for us.” You said and everyone was booing. Law couldn’t help but smirk.

“But before the fun starts, I have another thing. I actually wrote a song and I would love to perform it for you. If it’s ok for you guys.”

You could see your crewmates beaming at you and nodding. Even Law smiled.

“Let’s go y/n-chan!” Hakugan yelled and everyone was laughing.

As the music started you were taking a deep breath. As the first words were leaving your lips you couldn’t help but look at Penguin. Soon enough everything else was black. There was just him, you and the music in the background.

You tried so hard not to get overwhelmed by your own emotions.

This night is sparkling Don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck Blushing all the way home I'll spend forever Wondering if you knew This night is flawless Don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck Dancing around all alone I'll spend forever Wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you

It was hard for you to control your voice. But you tried your best to manage it.

My thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon I was enchanted to meet you

Penguin’s smile soon faded and you could see that he was clearly worried about you.

Please don't be in love With someone else Please don't have somebody Waiting on you

And soon enough your voice broke and the tears were streaming down your face.

You couldn’t end the song and decided to just run away again. You couldn’t be there with them, especially the man who unintentionally broke your heart. Leaving the Polar Tang was the first thought, even the worried voices of your friends and crewmates, who were shouting after you, couldn’t stop your legs from running as fast as they could.

Good for you, that you still were docking on that island. The vision before your eyes was blurry but you somehow managed to find your way towards the top of the hill. You gasped for air while sniffling and crying. The night was sparkling and you wished you could see and enjoy the view with Penguin.

You could hear footsteps and thought it was Ikkaku, running after you and being there to comfort you.

“Were you really enchanted to meet me?” You could hear Penguin's voice and wanted to increase the distance between you, but he soon grabbed your wrist. “I don’t want you to run away from me…please.”

He pleaded for you to stay and his voice sounded so sad and hurt you wanted to hug him but couldn’t do it.

Without waiting for an answer he spoke again. “I was enchanted to meet you too. But I always thought that you would never be interested in a guy like me. I wanted to move on, but when I talked to this woman, I realized that I don’t wanna be with her or with anyone else. She wasn’t you.”

You froze and it stopped you from crying. Without looking at him, you were sure that he meant every word.

“I was never in love with someone else. I never had somebody waiting on me.”

He let go of your hand and hugged you from behind. You could feel his breath on your neck.

“To be honest, I spent the last two years wondering if you knew that I was enchanted to meet you too.” It must’ve been hard for him to confess his feelings like this. You could hear him take a deep breath, while squeezing you tighter towards his chest. “How could I love someone else, if you were all I could dream of? And I just wish you knew,...I am madly and hopelessly in love with you.”

You tried to break free from his grip to turn around and look at him.

His expression was sad and you could feel a sting in your heart. You always saw him smiling, seeing him like that, broke your heart once more.

“Do you really mean it?” You asked, your voice was merely a whisper. He nodded eagerly, took your hands in his and kissed them. “I am an idiot. I made you cry. How should I accept the fact that a wonderful person like you, like someone like me?”

A soft laugh escaped your lungs. “Are you kidding me? The first time I met you, I knew in an instant that I was in love with you. You were all I could think of. I even wondered if you had a girlfriend. What you would like. And I didn’t even know your name until later.” Penguin smiled at you. “I was too shy to confess my feelings. Everything in my mind was full of you. Your name, your laugh, your smile. Every moment that I saw you. Every note that we were passing.”

A grin appeared on his face. “Would you be mad if I would kiss you right now?”

As soon as you closed your eyes, you could feel that he closed the distance between you. Soon enough you felt a pair of lips on you. They were soft and warm and you felt his pure love for you in this moment. As you broke the kiss you were looking at each other's eyes and could see that he was blushing now as well. Maybe you were right. Your meeting must’ve been fate or magic.

[goingsunnythousandmerry]

Hiiiii, I'm a new follow who got absolutely smitten with your work!

I saw your last post anddd I just decided to drop by this ask!

So, umm, I really crave this man named Marco I love so much like fr I'm crazy about this guy lmao 💀 anyways can I possibly get a Marco x F!reader idk just some fluff stuff with this man I really think he's super affectionate and smitten with his partner sooo can I get morning with him or something like that? Like reader waking him up for some coffee and then him taking maybe a shower and shaving while maintaining his mini beard (stache is that what its called? Idk) while reader watching him admiring him and then marco notices her and sooo you know the idea! Could be SFW or NSFW you choose the best thing you see coming up eith the plot please!

Hopefully, I didn't make this hard for you but really I love your fics so muchhhh like literally you really share the same way of thinking of the characters personalities and actions as me so I'm loveeeeee!

Anyway call me strawberry!

thank you!

Stay safe out there!

XOXO

Hey Strawberry! Here is my go at your request. Thanks for the suggestion, I had fun writing it! It kind of ties in to my Marco x Reader fluff I posted earlier today, but if you didn't like that or don't want to read that I'll give another short scenario here. It's short and sweet. I'll do a Marco NSFW hopefully in the next couple of days. Plan is to have it fit in with this fic and my earlier posted marco fluff fic. Hope you enjoy! If we want more Marco or someone else, like, comment, request below! Thanks friends!

Warnings: Suggestive, Fluff, SFW, petnames, spoilers for WANO, I do not own these characters

Scene Set up: Either follows my previous post Falling for Marco the Phoenix or You, a former member of the Whitebeard Pirates, decide to go with Marco to Sphinx Island to help protect Pop's home Island. After living on the island awhile, you and Marco confess your feelings for one another. This fic takes place the next morning as you begin to go about your routines as a couple in the same house.

A Morning with Marco

The next morning, you rolled over in bed to find Marco’s side empty. You lifted your head and looked around the room. You noticed the door to the bathroom was closed and it dawned on you that you could hear the sound of the shower running. You smiled as you realized besides the sound of the water, you could also hear Marco humming in the shower. You laughed as you heard him break out in song. You rolled on your back and listened to him for a few minutes, before finally deciding to make some coffee. You crawled out of bed and found Marco’s purple dress shirt still on the floor. You put it on and buttoned the two middle buttons, knowing full well it showed off some of your cleavage and cut open just above your mid-thigh.

You walked to the kitchen and measured out the coffee grounds and poured water into the pot, then hit the power button. You reached into the cabinet and pulled out two mugs. You noticed you heard the water stop running. You still heard the faint sound of Marco humming and singing. You still couldn’t believe yesterday had been real. Marco had feelings for you, he had kissed you, then, well you had last night with Marco… you smiled as you thought back on the details. You were hoping for a reenactment as soon as possible. You heard the bathroom door open and were immediately broken from your daydream. 

You looked at the coffee pot and noticed there was enough for two cups already brewed and quickly poured them. You returned the pot to the stream of brewing coffee and picked up your two coffee filled mugs. You walked back into the bedroom and smiled as you rounded the far side of the bed, which allowed you to see into the opened bathroom door. Marco was shaving his stubble in the mirror, wrapped only in a towel that covered his waist. His tattooed chest still glistened with water droplets as his wet hair lay messily atop his head. You walked to the bathroom doorway and leaned against it, a giant smile plastered on your face.

“I kind of liked the full stubble look.” You said.

“Oh.” Marco asked as he turned his gaze from his reflection, to over his shoulder to look at you. “Well how about half of it?” Marco asked as he set down his razor and came towards you.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and rubbed his half shaved neck against your cheek. You laughed as you held the full coffee mugs away from the two of you in one hand and grabbed his arm with your free hand.

“Marco, I’ll spill the coffee!” You gently yelled.

“Coffee? Is one for me?”

“Of course.” You said with a laugh.

You handed Marco the mug and he brought it closer to his lips, still holding onto your waist with his other hand. You moved your hand to his chest and brought your coffee mug to your face. You hoped the mug covered your blush as you admired the build of the man before you. Marco’s lips parted around the rim of the mug and he smiled at you as he took a sip. As he lowered his mug, he looked down at your body and noticed what you were wearing. 

“Well you win. That shirt looks better on you than me.”

“You think so?” You laughed as you played with the collar of the shirt that hung near your cleavage.

“Mhhmm.” Marco said as he took another sip. “Thanks for the coffee, babe. You make it way better than I do.” He added as he pulled you closer and kissed your forehead. 

You pushed against his chest as he kissed you and laughed.

“That’s because Thatch never taught you guys how to make coffee. Anyways! Finish shaving! It tickles too much!” You cried and Marco laughed in response.

Marco let go of your waist and returned to the sink. He set down his coffee mug and returned to shaving. You stayed leaning against the doorway and watched him as he finished up. Marco returned to humming as he worked. A wide smile rested upon your lips. He stopped in the middle of his razor swipe and looked over his shoulder at you once more.

“What are you smiling about? Is my performance that good?” He asked with a laugh.

“What? Oh yes, it is.”

“Hmmm… well what’s your favorite part?” He urged as his eyes narrowed studying your expression.

“Hmm…” You took another sip of coffee and studied your surroundings trying to pretend to think hard. “The outfit. The towel only. I like the look.”

“Yeah. Is that what has you smiling?” He asked with an eyebrow raise.

Marco gripped the counter tighter as you took another sip of your coffee. You looked at the ground between the two of you, then scanned up his body until your eyes met.

“No.” You said as a devious grin formed on your face. “Knowing what’s underneath has me smiling.” You added with a blush as you raised your coffee mug to cover it. 

You raised your eyebrows and backed out of the doorway.

“Is that so..?” Marco asked curiously.

Marco grinned at you then picked up his razor and finished shaving. You moved to sit on the bed to finish your cup of coffee. After a few minutes Marco exited the bathroom. As he entered the bedroom, still in his towel only, you set your coffee mug down on the table beside you. He jumped on the bed and rolled on top of you, where he slammed his soft lips against yours. Your arms wrapped around his neck as his hands began to roam your body. You stroked Marco’s bottom lip with your tongue. His lips parted allowing you to intertwine your tongue with his. Marco’s hands started undoing the buttons of your shirt as your hands rifled through his hair.

His lips separated from yours. He looked into your (E/C) eyes warmly. He tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. 

“You can make coffee, taste like coffee, and you’re beautiful. How’d I get so lucky?”

“I don’t know, if I had to guess, it was the singing. I hope I get a show like that every morning.” You replied with a laugh as you pressed your lips back against his.

Suddenly, there was a knock at your front door. Your lips separated and the two of you panted as you looked towards the main room where the front door was. He looked at you and sighed.

“Marco!” A voice called. 

“Coming.” He replied. 

Marco climbed off of you and the bed. He quickly grabbed some boxers and a pair of pants from his closet and tossed them on under his towel. He threw the towel back in the bathroom and headed towards the doorway of the bedroom. As he did, you started to get out of bed, but Marco stopped you.

“I’ll be quick I promise.” Marco whispered sweetly.

Marco, kissed your forehead and walked out of the room, cracking the door behind him. As he headed towards the front door, you laid back against the pillows in the bed and decided to wait for him. A smile grew upon your lips as you hoped  every morning going forward would be like this, except without a neighborly interruption. Marco opened the front door and you heard him gasp.

“Cat Viper? What are you doing here?” He asked.

[everlasting-rainfall]

ON MY KNEES BEGGING FOR YANDERE KAIDOU

Whoa, whoa, whoa!! Chill, chill!! There’s no need to yell, dear!! I get that you want Yandere Kaidou but there’s no need for shouting like that, I can hear you just fine

Also get up off of your knees for goodness sakes, I haven’t cleaned the floor in like two weeks and I don’t want your nice pants getting dirt all over them, ok?

All jokes aside though, sorry it took me so long to do Yandere Kaidou as the last time that someone requested him. It was a minor who I deleted the ask of and blocked only to get an Anon ask like five minutes later about Kaidou which I also deleted as I’m pretty sure that was them

So I’ve been reluctant to do Kaidou asks but since I’m pretty sure that you aren’t that minor then I’ll take on your request but since you also didn’t specify anything then I’m going to do my One Piece Crossing AU

I sincerely hope you don’t mind! Now let’s get into it!

!-MINORS DO NOT INTERACT AT ALL-!

!-POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNINGS-!

Obsessive Behaviors, Stalking, Unhealthy Relationships, Kidnapping, Isolation, Violence, Somnophilia, Leg Breaking, Writing Possibly Reminiscent of Old Creepypasta

!-POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNINGS-!

!-MINORS DO NOT INTERACT AT ALL-!

So imagine that you’re the next poor soul to find the One Piece Crossing game like let’s say that it just popped up in your mailbox or something so you weren’t gonna turn down a free game

You opened it up and customized your character to your liking before choosing Pirates over Marines which took you to the screen where you could randomize your starting villagers eventually winding up with Kaido and King

After having turned on Immersive Interactions, Kaido immediately seemed like the one who was more interested in you when you started playing as he was rather big and menacing but he seemed alright to an extent even if he was just following you around the map of your town for the most part like he had nothing better to do

As you continued to play the game though, more villagers like Queen, Jack, and even a pair of siblings named Ulti and Page One started moving into the town

They didn’t bother you that much as they mostly went about their days with the most that they did telling you that Kaido was looking for you, that something you placed down was inconvenient or needed to be moved, or asking if you’ve eaten today as you look a little pale to them

Typically the response to the last one being “No” was just dragging you off to Kaido’s house leading to you and him sitting down together at a table where he would typically guzzle down a giant bottle of alcohol while he had your character be brought all sorts of foods to eat

It was during these moments that the two of you would talk quite a bit like this was how you found out that he had the power to turn into a dragon and also that he had a son but you weren’t able to find out much else about said son other than that he hated him

You even found out that you could even ask him questions too by typing them in so you got pretty curious and started asking a bunch of questions usually getting a short response or even just a grunt as an answer occasionally

Finally for shits and giggles, you decided to ask him who his ideal partner was which seemed to get his attention as he looked at your character and described you like not your character but the you outside of the game

That was honestly pretty creepy but you just chalked it up to not being too serious like “Oh! Dialogue tree must have just picked those options…” and you continued through the game like normal, you played it almost every day and would just relax as you decorated your island and did other things like hung out with your villagers or tried to see what sort of things you could do

Eventually life started getting busy and you found yourself putting the game down for a while as there simply wasn’t enough time to invest into playing it, you were gone for an entire month before you picked the game back up

It was late and you were sitting in your pajamas on your bed, you turned your system on and watched as the screen flickered to life. You loaded your save file and things seemed normal at first, your character was just laying in bed sleeping quite soundly despite their bed head.

But things looked different like someone had completely redecorated while you were gone and you got hit with a notification telling you that things had changed while you were away, Kaido took up control of the island while you were sleeping and not only that but you were in a relationship now too with him

That was a shock but it explained the much bigger bed and the different interior, Kaido must have moved in but when you pressed a button to go to the next notification

“Kaido has spent quality alone time with you while you’ve been asleep, Nine Times”

This notification was odd to say the say the least as you weren’t sure what it could possibly mean by Quality Alone Time like did it mean that he just spent time with you while you were asleep? Clearly it meant something romantic as the box the text was on was pink with hearts around it

Other notifications simply told you all about what happened on the island in your absence like the villagers moved your decorations around figuring that you wouldn’t mind, the island was visited by other characters a certain number of times, and that Kaido had renamed Onigashima for some reason

Once they had finished, you were finally able to get out of bed and decided to see what was going on. It was pretty late in game so not many things were going on, you were able to explore and found that so many things had been changed by the villagers but none of it looked bad and a lot of it looked really nice despite the change in aesthetic that you were trying to go for

As you wandered though, something came through your system speakers and it sounded like some kind of shout. It was loud but what really chilled you to the bone was that the shout was of your real life name

You tried to turn off the console but the button refused to be pushed down like something was preventing it from being pushed, the screen even began to glitch a little bit and the console sparked you to drop it but as soon as it hit the bed. A light shine out from it and you suddenly felt a powerful shock go through your system that almost made you want to scream

When the light came back, you noticed the shift in temperature before anything else and then you noticed that you were outside but in the same exact place that your character had been standing. You were even wearing the same clothes as them

It seemed like a horrible nightmare and you tried to wake yourself up thinking that it was one until you suddenly felt yourself being snatched off of the ground by none other than Kaido himself

He was far bigger than his model had made him out to be and he looked terrifying but oddly happy to see you, he asked why you had left the house like you needed his permission to do so and when you didn’t answer out of shock. He simply carried you back there, he took you inside and put you right back on the bed that your character had woken up on

He told you that since you were his spouse now, he wasn’t going to tolerate anything like this and that you needed to ask him before you even stepped foot out of the house

But since you had, he wasn’t going to simply let you get away with this without punishment but he wasn’t going to hurt you. He always did wonder what intimacy would feel like with you being awake after all

Let’s just say that you wound up finding out what quality alone time meant in the notifications…

The seasons passed by with the leaves changing on the trees, you stayed trapped inside of what was now yours and Kaido’s shared home. He barely let you outside and if it was then it was only for short periods of time and even then, no one except the villagers that he trusted the most were allowed to interact with you

You honestly hoped that there would be some way out of this but Kaido had smashed the phone that allowed you to turn on Immersive Interactions in the first place to pieces so there was no hope that you would be able to escape by turning off Immersive Interactions

There was one point in time where you attempted to make a break for it and escape him by simply getting off the island but let me tell you that it was a horrible, horrible idea for you to do that as even though if you managed to get off of Onigashima then you would soon find a giant blue dragon flying after whatever vessel had been unfortunate enough to have you

He dragged you home but there was no quality alone time waiting for this time as a punishment, he was going to make sure that you wouldn’t be able to run or even walk or stand for a very long time

It was that day that he broke both of your legs in order to teach you a lesson and ensure that you couldn’t escape for a very long time…

He was nice enough to allow you at least full range of the house in a wheelchair after a while but as the days continued to pass by with your legs in casts and no sign of escape anywhere in sight especially with Kaido by your side

You knew that you were never escaping him and that you wished sincere mercy upon the poor soul who would find the game next if they should turn on Immersive Interactions just like you had…

Lord knows that they would wind up as a prisoner just like you had with your new “loving” husband…

[galaxycunt]

I Can’t Keep Crying pt 5

Almost done! One more part!! Thanks for joining me on my writing activity I did this week to break up my workload during the day lmao

pt 1 pt 2 pt 3 pt 4

Fluff/Angst

You didn’t go to sleep right away, Buggy talked your ear off about everything and anything. You felt it getting late, closing your eyes to let him know to shut up. You missed sleeping next to him, in his sleep he searched for you, pulling you close. Even when you both rolled over, his hand made its way to yours.

You woke up early to use the toilet, the sea breaking up the sunrise in waves. You can’t help your sticky fingers, thinking of that box on his desk.

You knew what it was, it was the same box you saw months ago. A pretty ring, diamond shining brightly in the middle. It couldn’t have been for you, he definitely stole it. You reasoned that he kept it until the right appraiser came along. It made you panic anyway.

You looked over to the snoring bump under the sheets, he had plenty of time to hock that thing. The anxiety shook you, slipping back between his arms to forget it.

The urge to flee nearly overtook you, reminding you of the full force of terror at the thought of being vulnerable last time. It was stupid, even now. You got the guy, yet again.

Snuggling up with Buggy, you fell asleep until it was midday. He was still beside you, and you kissed him awake.

”You’re still here.”

”Where else would I be?”

He pinched your cheek with a smile, “you’re staying here all day then.”

”No captainly duties today?”

He shook his head, completely relaxed. You liked seeing him like this, away from all the showmanship.

“Well I have sooo much to do today,” you said sliding out the bed.

You were only teasing him, and his hands floated to your shoulders to hold you down. You struggled playfully, deciding to play dirty and poked his sides.

”Hey! Don’t do that!”

”Or what?”

Poke, poke, poke. His hands roamed your body, two could play at that game. With chests heaving, you laid side by side, unsure if you had ever seen him that playful before.

“Would you want to be a part of the show?”

You shook your head, “I’m okay.”

He clicked his tongue, “shame. I’d love to see you in a skimpy outfit.”

”And share the view with everyone?”

“Get to show off the woman on my arm, why the hell not?”

This was a surprise to take in, a welcome change to the man that worked you to the bone. Would this happy mood last? You weren’t sure, his wrath never extended to you in the first place.

Quite the opposite, when you joined up nearly two years ago, he always flirted with you. Always coming to you to fix his costume, or a jacket, or even a bandana of all things. Anything to keep talking to you.

A confession danced on your lips, “you should probably get up. I’ll catch up.”

You swallowed your thoughts with a kiss, Buggy’s eyes never leaving your face. You gently push him off, getting dressed yourself.

”I’ll be right back, baby. Don’t go nowhere, no need to put clothes on.”

You shimmied out of your shorts with a smile, “whatever you say bossman.”

You waited a good ten minutes before you get up, making a beeline for that box. Holding your breath, you made your discovery. The ring was still here.

You didn’t love Buggy, or did you? Did he? Was it a drunken mistake you helped him wiggle out of? You think about his confession, the love gone unrequited a long time ago. His desk drawer, a hidden shrine to his heartbreaks. Those letters must of been from that boy he mentioned.

You felt like shit, laying in bed until he came back. A forced smile on your face, if he was going to ask, if that was even the intention, would you say yes?

You aren’t so sure, the doubt in your mind nagging you.

You aren’t made for love, only to bed pirates and other criminals. Buggy was a cruel man, even if you were too. Even if you weren’t cruel to each other.

If he noticed anything was wrong, he didn’t bring it up. The ship was headed to another village for a pit stop, and Buggy promised to take you out for a date. A do over of sorts, to make up for the last stop. You no longer had things in his cabin, leaving to your room to change clothes.

You run into your friend, pulling her inside.

”The ring is still there.”

”What?”

”Buggy’s ring.”

Her eyes go wide, “oh shit, yeah I remember now. You gonna suck a waiter’s dick again?”

Shame burned your cheeks, “not funny.”

”Sorry, but that was kinda your own fault.”

”I know.”

“He didn’t even bring that sucker out.”

”I know.”

She smirked, “so why so glum, chum?”

“Am I being crazy?”

She nods with a laugh. You can’t help but laugh either, things are a little too good right now. You’ll take what you can get. You return to Buggy with all smiles, ready to set your feet on land.

The swimming thoughts from earlier stuffed themselves in the back of your brain, focusing on the man in front of you as you dine and drink.

Buggy leaned against you in his chair, feet on the table. He had his hair down, and you lazily braid it.

“You should grow it out more, that way I can braid it into a crown.”

He giggled, “do I look like a milkmaid?”

”A very cute one,” you pecked his cheek.

You get up to order more drinks, the bartender barely acknowledging you as you motioned toward your table. The man talking to his friends next to you makes a joke you overhear, and you laughed. He briefly looked over his shoulder, raising his glass to you before returning to his circle.

One of these things set Buggy off, a sour look on his face as your approach him. You gave another peck on his cheek, setting two mugs down.

”You don’t need to owe me anything, just because I’m the captain.”

”What?”

It’s not anger written on his face, “I should’ve let you run off with that guy. That waiter.”

You closed your eyes, “Buggy I don’t want to fight.”

”I’m not fighting, I mean it.”

You give his hand a squeeze, Buggy focusing on the pillar behind you. He gave a small shrug, causing you to frown.

“What happened to clean slate?”

”Oh yeah, that.”

You decided to come clean, “I saw that ring. I shouldn’t have but I did.”

He laughs bitterly, “oh yeah, that thing. A real nice joke, that one.”

You twist your mouth, “I’m not saying no.”

”There’s nothing to say no to.”

”I freaked out. I dunno. Self sabotage, I guess.”

He only nods.

”Nothing wrong with thinking of a future. 10 kids, our own island.”

He laughed at that one, “10?”

You nod, “all named Marvin. Easier that way.”

He still won’t look at you, making you nervous. You drink silently, stealing glances at him. His eyes stay glued to the mug in front of him now.

How do you always find a way to fuck things up?

”Would it make you feel better if I played my accordion naked next time?”

”It would.”

You smiled, “really?”

He finally looked at you, “it’s the most erotic instrument, that’s why they call it a squeeze box.”

You both cackled like madmen, Buggy kissing your hand trying to calm himself down. You don’t think anyone finds Buggy more hilarious than himself. He got up to order drinks, coming back with rum and two shot glasses.

”If you really wanna make it up to me babe, I can think of a trip down memory lane.”

You scrunched your nose, “I’m not fucking you here.”

He shrugged, can’t win them all. He resumed his previous position against your chest, looking up at you with a smile. You can’t help but kiss him a few times.

”Do you mean it?”

”Maybe not 10 kids,” you joked.

”I’m in love with you,” he confessed.

You kissed him, your heart fluttering.

”I love you too.”

You actually mean it this time.

[little-teacupss]

The trapped Fairy. Part 2

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Warnings: kidnapping, manipulation, mocking, gaslighting, coerced kisses, NSFW off screen if you squint from the past, and seasickness

Summary: After a few days at sea, Fay begins to feel the effects of being on a boat and doesn't feel so well.

Note 2: Part one here

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The days were long, and the nights were short, but for Fay, it felt as though time had frozen forever trapped with two monsters who used her for their entertainment, at the moment she was sat with Hook as he played the piano, while Harriet listened to him play while playing on the floor with random toys she'd drug out and was now stacking up into a tower.

James took Fay's hand and guided to the piano. Although she would rather not be touched by him, she had to keep up a front for little Harriet. How could she ever try and make her see her father in a different light?

"Focus." .She heard a thick accent say before the music continued. She glanced to her right where Hook was sitting next to her. She pursed her lips as she tried to play, but she was never good at piano her fingers weren't long enough.

Finally, Hook decided he was done playing. He closed the cover for the piano keys and turned to Fay, who was currently staring down at her lap and fiddling with the hem of her skirt, as she had no desire whatsoever to look at the pirate or fellow fae who currently was up on deck, James gently took hold of her chin and directed her to look at him, he gave her an earily sweet smile before he glanced down at where Harriet was playing with her toys and babbling nonsense as most four year olds do.

He then brought his hook up to her cheek and brushed it against her skin, making her shiver from the temperature difference. He slowly dragged it from her cheek and to her jaw before completely pulling it away and saying. "I promise once were home things will be better."

James said with a soft chuckle before he leaned in, but as he leaned in, Fay leaned back. He narrowed his eyes to her before pointing his hook to Harriet. "Aye, now we wouldn't want to set a bad example for our wee duckling would we?"

Fay looked into the direction of little Harriet, who wasn't paying any attention to them as she continued to stack random objects. She let out a soft sigh and nodded. James smirked at her while shaking his head before leaning down and placing a delicate kiss on her lips, one that, at one time, she would've been happy to receive, but now it seemed more like overworking then a loving gesture, James deepened the kiss a little by taking her jaw and lightly tilted her head before he pulled away and left one final peck on her pink lips, before turning his attention to Harriet who was still playing on the ground.

"Ay! My wee duckling, what do you say we go up top for a little while." .He got up from the bench and made his way to Harriet, who excitedly squealed when her father came and lifted her up, James gave Fay one more mocking smirk before leaving the room and locking the door with an audible click.

She heard the soft stomps he made going up the stairs before she heard them from above her head, letting out a soft sigh Fay made her way to James' bed where she'd lay down and contemplate every action that'd gotten her to this point, a part of her still thinks back to when they first ever talked without having to be paired together in class, it was after castlecoming, they had just pranked Bridget, but they had followed her to Bridget's room where she reversed the spell using her wand, but that night Bridget had thrown her out no longer wanting anything to do with her or Ella, so after being kicked out of Bridget's room she had bumped into the two troublemakers who had been watching them, but she should've seen it then that look they both gave her one they'd never given her before, until that night, who could've thought one night would forever define her life.

But unfortunately, there's no going back now she's tied to these people all because of one moment of vulnerability and weakness, how sometimes she wishes she could go back and change everything, but Fay can't and that's something she knows.

Meanwhile, James had carried Harriet up to the top of the ship, gently setting her down she immediately dashed over to Mr. Smee and Skully.

James watched her for a while with a relaxed expression before he made his way up to the helm where Morgie was stood at and listed against the railing.

"Hey, how's Fay doing this morning?" .Morgie asked when he said James came up the stairs, James smiled as he came over and leaned against the railing as he said. "She seems better today, no longer fighting as much. It's been four days at sea, so she's adapted quite well. She spent a little time playing with Harr', and then we played my piano while Harriet listened."

James said as he recounted the time he'd spent with Fay in his cabin, let out a soft sigh before turning his head as he watched Mr. Smee chased Harriet around the deck as she pulled onto random ropes and pushed random barrels over, Hook let out a soft chuckle before walking over to the other side of the helm and let out a whistle making Harriet and Smee stop dead in there tracks and look up to see Hook with a soft smile as he beckoned Harriet up with his hand, he walked down the stairs and helped her up seeing as her little legs weren't capable of bringing her all the way up, he carried her up and set a barrel in front of helm and grabbed the wheel and said. "Alright now, do what I'm doing Harr'."

Harriet clumsy put her hands onto the many many handles and acted like she was spinning it when, in reality, Hook was doing all the work, but he humored her when she'd playfully give commands he'd repeat them as she squealed. "Can they Reef the sails!"

James let out a chuckle before shouting over the deck. "You heard your captain, you slimy gits, Reef the sails!"

Harriet giggled as she watched the hands quickly get the lines, main sheet, sails, and reefing them, and moving barrels around.

"See, one day you'll be the captain of the Jolly Roger!" .James whispered in Harriet's ear before tickling her sides, smiling at her as he watched her giggle and squeal. Then he heard Morgie approach and shift into a random bird and fly around Harriet's head. She made little grabby hands as he flew around her before settling on her hand and ruffling her hair gently.

The three spent hours fooling around and directing the ship in the right directions before finally Morgie brought a tray of food down to Fay, who was still laid on James' bed curled up and looking out the windows, he walked over and sat on the bed and gently patted her leg signaling her to sit up, she grumbled and shifted so she was now laid on her back glaring at the man above her as he sat the tray aside and looked back at her his eyes slitted and became a bright amber color, he gave her a sickingly sweet grin as he carefully grabbed her and lifted her into a sitting position and softly said. "You've been so good today. Fay, don't ruin it now."

Morgie lifted his hand and caressed her cheek, but it didn't go unnoticed how she jerked back, his jaw tightened a little, but he decided he'd let it go for now as he reached over and grabbed a sea biscuit and handed it to Fay and he continues. "Eat up, you've gotten rather thin while we've been out at sea, but once we get to Neverland we'll have much better options!"

Morgie leaned forward and kissed her forehead as she nibbled on the sea biscuit he'd handed her, but it was no use the more she looked at it the sicker she got to the point her hand flew to her mouth and quickly jumped off the bed, opening the window and letting out last night's dinner out of the ship, she heard quick shuffling behind her before a gentle hand began to run down her back and shushing sound came out, before another hand came up and gently wrapped her hair up to keep it out of the way, finally after a while of heaving and spitting, Fay brought herself back in and leaned against the wall under the window, as Morgie carefully put his hand against her forehead, since he was a Serpentine he was much more sensitive to temperature changes.

"You're a little hotter than you should be." .He whispered out before carefully picking her up and putting her back onto the bed. He tucked the blanket around her before running out of Hook's room and shouting from the deck. "Hey we have an issue down here!"

Morgie shouted before running back down to where Fay was laid on the bed, with one hand against her forehead, clearly not feeling well at all, a pair of footsteps came down next and in came Hook with Harriet in his arms, his head cocked to the side when he entered as he watched Morgie placing his hand against Fay's forehead.

"Is our wee fairy a little seasick?" .Hook asked as he approached the bed, gently setting Harriet on the ground next to Morgie as he put his hand against Fay's cheek, her eyes cracked open a bit as she let out an exhausted hum sound in response, her hands reached for the blanket around her and pulled it tighter as she turned her head from the two men who were checking on her, James let out a soft whistle before gently moving Fay's hair out of the way, before walking out of his cabin and back up to the deck, about five minutes later he returned with a large bowl and a rag, he jerked his head at Morgie telling him to move as he sat in his original spot, he dunked the rag in the water before squeezing it tightly and ringing it out, before carefully placing the rag on Fay's throat, he then said. "The cold rag should make her less nauseous, but if it doesn't work, we'll have to figure something else out."

He said as he brought his hand to the side of her face and gently caressed his thumb under her eye. She squinted at him before shaking her head and shifting away, not wanting to be bothered by the pirate or the other fae, Hook let out a soft sigh before tucking the blanket around her making sure she was fully covered, he then turned his attention back to Harriet who'd wander off to play with her toys while he had tended to Fay, and then he turned to Morgie and said. "We'll have to move a cot in here. We don't want Harriet getting sick from Fay."

Then his gaze fell back to Fay, as she tried to sleep, but she was clearly too miserable as she tossed her head back and forth, James got up and stalked across his room before opening his vanity drawer and pulling out a bottle and then walking back over to where Fay was laid, he dabbed some of the liquid onto his fingers before rubbing it against her lip while whispering to her. "Come on, just a little bit it'll help."

Fay let out a pitiful whimper as she pursed her lips before rolling over to face away from Hook's plucking. She felt a hand run down her back and gently patting motion, James watched her before leaning down and kissing her cheek before getting up from and turning to Morgie. "Watch them while I get the cot."

Morgie nodded as he watched the captain leave the bedroom and go up the stairs. After the footsteps were out of hearing range, Morgie turned to look at Fay, who was curled into a ball, with her eyes closed tightly shut with the blanket cocooned around her.

He slowly approached the bed before sitting next to her and gently running a hand down her back and said. "You'll get better soon, I promise."

Morgie continued to watch her till his gaze traveled to Harriet, who was staring at Fay from her place on the floor surrounded by toys, Morgie let out a little sigh before he beckoned her over and lifted her onto the bed to sit next to Fay's resting form, as he began to explain. "Now you can't sleep with Mama, for a little while she has to get better. You don't want to catch what she has, do you?"

Harriet let out a little gasp before shaking her head as she looked at Fay, whose eyes opened a little to look at Harriet. She lifted her hand and ran it through Harriet's hair before giving her a tired smile.

"I'll be better soon." .She reassured as she combed through Harriet's wind tangled hair, who scrunched her nose at her as she detangled it Fay then retracted her hand and grasped the blanket as she let out a yawn, the rum was clearly kicking in, Harriet giggled because she wasn't used to her mom acting so odd, but she scooted off the bed and went back to her toys in the corner of Hook's room that he'd set up just for her when she was born.

Fay laid her head back down after she'd watched Harriet play for a little while before finally shutting her eyes and falling into a deep slumber.

Meanwhile, Hook was up by the helm watching his crew make quick work of scrubbing the deck and the lockout basket up top. Some secured the lines and made sure all the sails were in perfect condition as they sailed closer to their destination. They were about a week away from Neverland.

"Captain! You're really hanging the jib." .Mr. Smee noted how James had a rather sour expression on his face as he watched his underlings perform the tasks he ordered them too he turned to Smee. "Go make yourself useful, Smee, instead of yapping ye lips."

The sea captain was in no mood to deal with the older man, and nor was he in the mood to be up top when the love of his life was laid in bed overcome by sea sickness, but James pushed through and continued to guide his crew and ship to their next supply stop, it was a secluded village where not many stopped unless you were of pirate heritage, most of the towns folk were pirates who were to old to continue their time at sea due to disability or they just grew tired of the pirates life, but for James Hook the pirates life is he all he'd ever known, so he never could see himself ending up as these old bilge rats, for the day he dies he wants to be put to sea from his Jolly Roger by his closest of mateys.

Hook let out a sigh as he rubbed his temples with his good hand before bringing it back to the helm to steer them in the right direction into the harbor to park the Jolly Roger. At the moment, he could only hope that Fay really did have seasickness and it wasn't some other kind of mysterious illness, but for now, he can only hope.

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Hello! Thank you so much for reading this story, and I might be making a part 3, so stay tuned for that . Thank you so much to my friend and support @brokenmilkcrates. it goes show them some love! He's made a great ficlet about this and two amazing hcs about James Hook!

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[saturnine-saturneight]

Writerly Questionnaire

@davycoquette posted this up and it looks fun :)

About You

When did you start writing?

I started writing poetry somewhere in my early teens, then expanded to short snippets when my school had a creative writing workshop as part of a week long retreat. I did some minor roleplaying on the [Country redacted] version of Facebook, then started roleplaying on a fandom specific forum at 17... Started running with a group on Discord and Tumblr and learned how to write well with a dictionary always open in another tab. It's how I learned the majority of both my conversational and my writing English!

Are the genres/themes you enjoy reading different from the ones you write?

There are themes I really don't like to watch or read, but love to write, for example medical horror and body horror. I get squicked out when I'm not in control of those. I also adore detective fiction, especially Poirot, but don't have an interest in putting together a murder mystery myself.

Is there an author (or just a fellow writer!) you want to emulate, or one to whom you’re often compared?

I think the way I write is very conversational and very stream of consciousness. I'm a child of the internet, and you could make an easy comparison to other people writing indie online, but I'm not sure the comparison is as easy when you're looking at bigger, traditionally published authors. I think about the way I write in comparison to the Realism art movement sometimes. I want to emulate how people really talk, and I want to get deep into the nitty gritty of a psyche.

Can you tell me a little about your writing space(s)? (Room, coffee shop, desk, etc.)

Laying down ✌️

What’s your most effective way to muster up some muse?

Daydreaming! Dozing, napping, taking a walk, doing the dishes; anything that lets my mind wander.

Did the place(s) you grew up in influence the people and places you write about?

Not really. See above, child of the internet, but I'm also not sure I can capture what my country is really like. I never feel all that informed or all that "with it" here.

Are there any recurring themes in your writing, and if so, do they surprise you at all?

Come back with a warrant, lmfao.

Your Characters

Would you please tell me about your current favorite character? (Current WIP, past WIP, never used, etc.)

This is hard for me to decide because I really do love most of my characters equally when I just spend enough time with them. Of course it's Ron right now, I'm writing his story and he's living in a bigger corner of my brain than usual. I never really figured out what he had to say until pretty recently, he's always been a very taciturn narrator and loathe to talk about his feelings in dialogue. Throwing him into a fully moving plot and inflicting The Horrors on him really makes him react, and it's endearing him to me a lot.

Which of your characters do you think you’d be friends with in real life?

Matcha! She's goofy and sweet and she has a lot of things to talk about. We'd just need to set boundaries early because I'm not a fan of being flirted with. I also think I could get along with most of the rest, at least on friendly terms.

Which of your characters would you dislike the most if you met them?

Nat is an amalgamation of the worst traits and tendencies that I see in other people and myself. They're also a bully, which is something that personally makes me see red. They can go be a sympathetic villain somewhere else.

Tell me about the process of coming up with of one, all, or any of your characters.

So the very first one of the bunch was Teo. He was originally a pirate, and I made him to be weird and angsty and complex, but also kind of a liar who'd just boast about things unfounded. I thought this was easy to figure out, but I started noticing people taking him at his word, so I made Haru to call him out on his shit. These two were good foils, but didn't talk that much, so I made Rabbit who can never shut up to deliver some exposition.

When I make a character, they fill a niche in a dynamic, and/or have behaviors and beliefs that I want to write about. The rest is vibes.

Do you notice any recurring themes/traits among your characters?

I try to make them pretty diverse from each other, but there's always a general sense of overcoming and survival that I think is fascinating and write a lot about.

How do you picture them? (As real people you imagined, as models/actors who exist in real life, as imaginary artwork, as artwork you made or commissioned, anime style, etc.)

I don't have 20/20 vision in my imagination, things are pretty fuzzy. Real people, but stylized, I think.

Your Writing

What’s your reason for writing?

To create a space where I can really dig into the things I like and the things that are on my mind. I'm also pretty competitive towards myself. I always want to be better at something than I have been so far.

Is there a specific comment or type of comment you find particularly motivating coming from your readers?

I love comments that really pinpoint which moments or beats a reader enjoyed...

How do you want to be thought of by those who read your work? (For example: as a literary genius, or as a writer who “gets” the human condition; as a talented worldbuilder, as a role model, etc.)

Just some guy, please.

What do you feel is your greatest strength as a writer?

Character depth and dialogue.

What have you been frequently told your greatest writing strength is by others?

Dialogue also, and a certain sense of... chaos? Urgency? My longer form stuff has been described as 'one long rollercoaster'.

How do you feel about your own writing? (Answer in whatever way you interpret this question.)

Eh. I'm happy when it turns out well.

If you were the last person on earth and knew your writing would never be read by another human, would you still write?

Oh that's a mean question. I do have a little bit of a "what's going to be my legacy" thing going on. Yeah, I think I would still write, though. I really do it for the fun of it as well. It's just a lot less fun when I can't bounce it off other people and see what it turns into where it meets their lives and their experiences.

When you write, are you influenced by what others might enjoy reading, or do you write purely what you enjoy? If it’s a mix of the two, which holds the most influence

On a line by line basis, I have an issue of trying to write to a worst faith reader that I'm trying to work through, but the larger picture is completely just what I enjoy and not written to a specific genre, reader, or market.

I am tagging @marlowethelibrarian @fortunatetragedy @paeliae-occasionally @lychhiker-writes @rotting-moon-writes and YOU 🫵

[n0v4t33z]

The Piece of Eight - Assimilate and Assault

Pairings: Capt. Hongjoong X Female Reader , Crewmate San x Female Reader (Overall not chapter specific)

Genre: Pirate AU, Romance, historical-ish (not really), Action, Angst, Non-Idol AU

Word Count: 5.1k

Tags/Warnings: For Mature Audiences, Violence, Language, mentions of blood and gore, Highly Suggestive at times (This is a warning for the whole story overall)

Chapter specific: Some suggestive conversations?, straight up violence for some of it (HERE'S YOUR WARNING IF YOU DON'T LIKE GRAPHIC VIOLENCE), enemy says vulgar shit to y/n, lots of blood, y/n's PTSD makes a small appearence, Mingi being a little weird (let me know if there's anything else)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

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Author's Note 💌: Hi I finally had some time to edit and post this lol it's very short but it gives you a peek into MC's first day with the teezers. Also I had to change the color scheme bc Tumblr wanted to be mean and remove the yellow text option so I chose orange bc ateez. Tbh I've been so tired from work I've been procrastinating editing this and i've just been working on the most recent chapter of the story which is easy writing but I decided I need to at least post something so I hope you enjoy this chapter and please look forward to the next one! - N 🌙

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A few hours later I wake up and it’s dark. Eledonia was also now gone from the horizon and as I look around at the endless dark sea I realize a blanket is wrapped around me.

It was most likely Seonghwa since Hongjoong did say he’d be coming by later to show me to my room. I keep my gaze fixed in the direction of Eledonia and now is when it sinks in that I will not be seeing my family in awhile. I sit there welling up in my own thoughts until a gentle tap on my shoulder disturbs them, it was Seonghwa. 

He gives me a soft smile and says “Hey, you’re awake now. Let me show you to your room so you can sleep comfortably.”

 I get up and he helps me with my bag while I silently follow behind him with the blanket still wrapped around me since It was quite chilly. We walk down to the crew’s quarters which is located towards the front of the ship. I walk down and I notice nothing was separated, everyone was sleeping in the same room.

 I could see six figures fast asleep in their own beds then Seonghwa leans over and whispers “Go ahead and sleep on my bed, I’ll be keeping watch tonight up in the crow’s nest so I won’t be using my bed. Don’t mind everyone else, sleep well okay?” 

He sets down my things next to his bed and gives me a smile and a nod goodbye. After I’ve quietly settled down on Seonghwa’s bed I notice it’s quite comfortable, more than mine back at home. Which led to me falling asleep pretty quickly.

 In the morning I’m woken up with voices, all of them belonged to the six figures on the beds last night which obviously belong to my crew mates. Since I have a habit of sleeping with a blanket over my head I lay perfectly still and pretend to be asleep then I hear someone say “That’s not Seonghwa. Is that y/n? The Captain’s new protector?”

 For some reason I’m terrified now that I’ve made my existence known. Someone then answers “Nah I don’t think it’s her, why would she be sleeping in here? I’m sure that’s probably Seonghwa being lazy.” 

Suddenly, something presumably a pillow is thrown at me followed by “Get up Seonghwa or you’re not getting any breakfast!” Followed by someone pulling the blanket from over my head harshly then complete silence. 

I open my eyes and and realize 6 men standing around the bed I’m laying on with some of them with their mouths agape. Then someone says “What the fuck? She’s sleeping in Seonghwa’s bed?” 

Slightly irritated from how embarrassed I was I sit there in silence glaring at them. Followed by Mingi chuckling then reaching over to grab my arm  “Hey let’s g-” Before he’s even able to finish his sentence I grab his wrist and twist it “Don’t touch me.”

 Immediately he pulls his hand away and massages his wrist and says “She’s feisty.” The man with puppy like features looks over at the blue haired male “Mingi stop..” 

I throw the pillow at Mingi who gets bonked in the head then manages to catch it “Look, just- can you understand how I was woken up? Like that was such an aggressive and rude way to wake up it was so uncalled for so, can you blame me? Especially your so called superior, you’re really going to disrespect him like that?”

San looks over at Mingi says “I agree with her, that was rude. Especially towards someone who’s not used to the way we play around” 

Mingi playfully punches San in the arm “Loosen up San, it was a joke.” San turns and looks over at Mingi with a glare. 

Wooyoung raises his eyebrow “Wait, so are you really the Captain’s protector?” I bite the inside of my cheek “Yeah, otherwise what else would I be doing here.” Mingi responds “Our-” Yunho immediately covers his mouth “No, stop. Quiet, no”

 Everyone else erupts in laughter. I roll my eyes then I get up and grab my backpack “If you’ll excuse me I need to change.” Wooyoung smiles “Sure.” Someone in the distance then says “You pissed her off, she was so nice the last time we saw her..”

 I walk out of the crew quarters and It just so happened that Seonghwa was walking in that direction and I’m stopped in the middle of the hallway leading to the stairs to go back upstairs.

 “Hey, I was just about to go wake you and introduce you to your other crew members.” I stay silent for a few seconds then I respond in a low voice “No thanks.”

 Seonghwa grabs my arm “Wait, why not? What happened?” I shake my head and pull my arm away from his grasp “I’m going to change..”

 I walk upstairs towards the deck to look around and head towards the room the Captain walked into last night. Surely he must be in there right?

I knock on the door and carefully enter the candle lit room “Captain?” 

 He glances over at me and removes his glasses “y/n? Good morning, I didn’t think you’d come here so early. I heard you stayed up pretty late.”

 “I did, but I’m a light sleeper so I woke up pretty easily.” I sit on the leather chair in front of his desk softly squeaking from my weight.

“That reminds me, can I tell you something? I don’t want to be worrisome on my first day here but this just kind of bothers me.” Hongjoong nods giving me a concerned look “Did something happen?”

“Yeah kind of. Your crewmates are assholes, they threw a pillow at me thinking I was Seonghwa, is that really how they treat your first mate?”

 Hongjoong lets out a small laugh “Well, yes but the respect is there don’t worry that’s just how they get along. As for the way you were woken up..” he trails off and lets out a sigh “I’m sorry about that, if you want you have my permission to scold them if they get on your nerves as they tend to have their moments of not being the most pleasant to be around.” 

What? No way he’s letting me scold them?! Is that how much he trusts me? I mean it’s a given the man trusts me with his life, why wouldn’t he when it comes to just standing up for myself and straightening out a couple of grown brats…

”Oh, um. Thank you for that.” Hongjoong’s eyebrow slightly raises “Anything else?” I awkwardly stipple my fingers for a few moments “Um, do you have food? I’m kind of starving” 

Hongjoong smiles “Yeah, second floor below deck. Breakfast should be going on right now. I’ll walk you there.” I look over at his desk and notice he’s writing something immediately feeling guilty for making him stand “oh, uh. No captain, it’s okay. I should learn my way around the ship by myself.” 

Hongjoong hums and I continue “Besides, you’re busy doing Captain things..I really don’t want to bother you.” Hongjoong puts his black polished index finger on his lips and hushes me “I promise you’re not bothering me darling, I’m more than happy to show you around. I’ve got plenty of time.”

I stand up and smile “It’s okay Captain, I think it’s best for me to learn things on my own. You are the Captain after all, I’m sure you’re quite busy erm…Being a Captain.” 

Hongjoong smirks then looks at me fondly “Alright, but in case you need someone to guide you Seonghwa and I are here. Don’t forget that.” I quietly nod then he continues “Once you’re done with breakfast go ahead and head over to the crow’s nest and keep watch. I’ll put you in charge of that. If you spot anything let Seonghwa know immediately. ”

 Hongjoong reaches into the side drawer of his desk and hands me a golden spyglass “Thank you Captain, I will.”

  I glance down at it then back up at him where he then motions for me to leave “Alright, go. If you need anything Seonghwa will be there to assist.” 

I bow, slightly intimidated by him not because he's scary but more or so because of how well he carries himself. 

When I exit the captain’s quarters I carefully examine the spyglass. Must be brass or something judging from the nice weight to it. 

Regardless it was so beautiful It had an engraving on it, the same one as the one on Hongjoong’s arm band. I guess this means it’s his, that’s cool. He trusts me even with his personal items.

 While I walk across the deck my stomach growls then I sigh. If I remember correctly Hongjoong said the kitchen was on the second floor? 

I head downstairs and as soon as I enter the mess hall it becomes dead silent. I knew it, I knew it was going to be this awkward. At least Hongjoong isn’t here it would have been much more embarrassing. 

San pats the seat next to his and gives me dimpled smile “y/n, sit here. I saved this seat for you.” 

This man is making me want to smack him. Pretending to be nice. Why is he so flirty? I can only imagine how cringe he was with the girls back in Eledonia. They probably ate that shit up too. Ugh.

 I sit on the seat next to San on the other side to my right was Wooyoung who immediately stands up. To my recollection he's the cook, he was the one wearing an apron while cooking back in Eledonia and the one who gave me the delicious peach tart.

 Seonghwa then brings everyone’s attention over to me“Evreyone, you weren’t properly introduced but this is the Captain’s protector Her name is y/n.” 

The tall one with blue hair and glasses which was Mingi if I remember correctly says “Ah yes, the cute doll back in Eledonia.” Wow, he must have a thing with dolls but honestly I'm not mad at it. 

“You’re cute, I know why Hongjoong chose you now. I think Hongjoong likes cute girls. Cute..” Everyone silently stares at him then Yunho looks over at Mingi in disgust. “Maybe you should stay quiet you’ve used the word cute one too many times for my liking.”

 Yunho looks over at me and gives me a concerned look “He’s weird please don’t listen to him. Anyway, hello y/n It’s nice to see you've decided to join us.” I slightly raise my hand from the table to acknowledge his greeting and take a bite of a piece of bread from a basket. 

From the corner of my eye I notice the guy with Jongho back in Eledonia, Yeosang if i'm not wrong. Looking at him closer now I notice he's got very gorgeous features, one of them being a cool looking birth mark on his left eye (which I didn't notice) , his face being almost too perfect to be real with soft brown hair that compliments him very well giving him a very princely and delicate appearance. 

He stares at me without saying anything which is intimidating noting how gorgeous the man is. The stare wasn’t out of hate, it was more or so out of curiosity until he finally speaks “Who trained you?” 

Slightly taken aback I almost choke on my bread but manage to play it off. He speaks Eledonian, like Hongjoong only much more fluent. “My grandfather, an Eledonian veteran. Why?”

 He gives me a small smile and shakes his head “I was just asking, I’m Yeosang. My apologies for not introducing myself when we first met.” I shake my head “It’s okay, no worries. I appreciate you introducing yourself..” 

San furrows his eyebrows “Hey Yeo, you speak Eledonian? I didn’t know that.” Yeosang glances at San while resting both elbows on the table and his hands laced together “Who do you think taught Hongjoong?” 

Shortly after being gone Wooyoung comes back with a bowl and a cup of tea and gently sets it in front of me. “I hope you like it, it may be a little spicy depending on your spice tolerance but it should still be good.. ” 

I silently nod and take a sip of my tea then Seonghwa says “So y/n, how’d you sleep? You didn’t get seasick?” I pick up my eating utensil and mix my food.

“Well, besides being woken up in the rudest most uncalled for way ever. It was actually pretty comfortable, more than my old bed so I fell asleep almost instantly.” The whole table stays quiet with exception of a few of them clearing their throats and awkwardly adjusting themselves in their seats.

 Seonghwa looks over at the rest of the guys and forces a smile when he looks back at me “Well at least you slept well up until that point.” I shove a spoonful of food in my mouth and nod, San remorsefully speaks “So um, about this morning. Sorry we thought you were Seonghwa and we kind of ambushed you without your permisson.”

 I shrug taking another sip of my drink “What’s done is done, it’s fine.” Jongho, the very well built dark haired male with a very friendly face says in an apologetic tone “We should have honestly checked before we pulled something like that. I’m sure that’s the reason you’re being so cold towards all of us which we understand.” 

Woah this guy hit the nail on the head with that one. “You’re right, you guys were assholes but now with the Captain’s full permission if you ever cross the line with me again I have his personal blessing to kick your asses.”

Mingi says under his breath “Ah, that’s so hot..” San looks over at Mingi like he just insulted him and flatly says “No..” 

Seonghwa glares at both males, something told that pissing him off wasn’t a good idea. As it is he’s already intimidating. “How about you both calm down and behave. You both act like you didn’t just meet up with women back in Eledonia” 

Wooyoung giggles looking in San’s direction playfully nudging my arm so that I could watch the whole ordeal go on. “Seonghwa’s right, weren’t you two the ones who were flirting away and getting back rubs from Eledonian women later in the evening?”

 San crosses his arms in front of his chest “They were just back rubs!” Everyone looks in his direction then Wooyoung fires back “You and I both know you’re lying about that, that's not the only thing that was getting rubbed”

 I roll my eyes at how utterly embarrassing this whole conversation was getting and continue to eat my food completely tuning out the conversation happening. Everyone explodes in laughter while San sits there festering in annoyance and Mingi awkwardly laughs it off with the others.

 Once they settle down a bit Jongho says “That’s true one of them didn’t come back until midday the next day so that says alot about what actually happened.” I eat the last of my food and drink the remaining tea from my cup and I get up not caring we were all in mid conversation.

“I’m done eating. Wooyoung, the food was delicious.” I give Wooyoung a smile and in return he blinks “Oh, you ate fast.. Do you want seconds?” I shake my head and get up “No thank you, I’m full.” 

San turns to me and looks at me a bit sad “You’re leaving already?” I nod dusting my lap off from the leftover bread crumbs “Yep, see you around.” 

Before anyone has a chance of saying anything else I excuse myself from the clearly very private conversation going on in the background. I guess I'm going to have to get used to conversations like this, men are so… Weird.

After that chaotic breakfast I find my way back to the crow’s nest, it was a nice change of environment. I wonder if this is the only thing I’ll be doing while we’re at sea, then again there is no one I need to protect Hongjoong from anyway so I guess it makes sense I’m in charge of keeping an eye. 

After a few uneventful days of me keeping watch, which were either cargo ships or just other ships in general who weren’t of intrest. I basically lived up at the crow’s nest and only really came down to shower or use the bathroom since Wooyoung would usually bring up my food while on duty. 

Today was a different story, on the horizon I could make out a ship in the distance then I look into the spyglass and notice a ship with a peculiar flag. Unlike our flag, theirs was red with a skull on it except this skull had two spears crossing behind it then my stomach sinks. 

I quickly climb down then I run over to Seonghwa who was talking to Mingi and in between breaths I say “I don’t know who they are but we have company from the north east.”

Seonghwa quickly puts down the book in his hand and runs outside onto the deck then pulls out his spyglass, and stares at the ship for what felt like forever “The Scarlet Sailors… The Captain needs to see this.” He turns to me “Prepare for battle these pirates are quite tough, ring the bell.” 

It’s like a switch instantly lit up I run over to the bell and ring it as loud as I can while Seonghwa runs into the captain’s quarters to alert the Captain. My first looting with the crew and I’m not going to lie but I’m scared. What if I die not even three seconds after stepping foot on that boat.

 Meanwhile the whole ship goes hectic to prepare everything and a few minutes later Hongjoong steps out and looks through Seonghwa’s spyglass with a big smile on his features “Evreyone, looks like we hit the jackpot. We will strip them from everything.” 

He hands Seonghwa his spyglass back then looks over at me and gives me a bright smile “Use this time to practice, don’t worry if you kill them. The government doesn’t care, so neither should we. Also, unless I call for you do your thing I’m not useless.” I hum and touch the gun on my holster then I smile. Here’s my chance to show off.

 As the ship gets closer Jongho aims the canon at the ship and shoots directly hitting the ship in the front of the ship he then signals San and Yeosang to do the same permanently disabling the ship due to Jongho’s successfully being able to break the main mast of the ship. 

Right as Yunho and Mingi begin to set up the plank a few people of the enemy begins to shoot at us causing us to hide. 

Seonghwa gently squeezes my shoulder “Good luck, and please protect our Captain.” I turn and give him a smile for the first time in a while “No problem.” once the plank is clear I notice the captain of the ship immediately heads over towards Hongjoong.

 He’s not useless he can fight, I just need to clear these people out then I can help him. I shoot my gun at any of the crew mates running towards me until I have no ammo left after that I pick up a sword from one of the bodies on the ground then I climb up one of the shrouds of the ship. 

Before jumping I take a deep breath and jump down onto a crew mate who was about to shoot Yeosang in the back so I proceed to stab him in the back of the neck with the blade exiting through the other side of the man’s throat.

 When I pull it out of the man’s neck the sound alone of the man choking on his own blood causes Yeosang to turn and notices the man on the floor then he looks back at me and smirks.

I pick up the man’s gun and shoot the man behind Yeosang and I smile. I notice a scary looking man about to gang up on Wooyoung who was already busy with a sword fight so I give Yeosang a two finger salute and while running to Woooyung’s aid I shoot the man on the side of the head causing him to fall to the ground limply.

 While I look around to see if I could assist anyone I feel a hand pull me back by the hair and begins to crush my throat with the other then I put the barrel of the gun under the bearded man’s chin and I pull the trigger causing him to fall back. In the midst of me running away I see another huge scary bald man with a cigar in his mouth begin to walk towards me with evrey intention to kill.

 “You can’t go around killing people like this little lady, you’ve been a bad girl.” I smirk then I pull the trigger of the gun only for it to be empty then I let out a frustrated groan so I grab the sword again then he lets out a laugh. 

"You wanna fight with swords? Alright, I'll do you a favor before I kill you then although I can't guarantee I won't fuck you up pretty girl." He grabs a sword from the nearest body And does a few practice swings. 

I run towards the man and swing to aim at his midsection but he successfully blocks my sword and knocks it out of my hand. The man lets out a laugh and grabs me by the wrist and pulls me towards him then he rests his blade on my neck, pressing just enough for me to acknowledge the blade on my throat drawing some blood.

 The smoke from his cigar hitting me in the face while I lay completely still “What a shame I have to kill you I really wanted to fuck that pretty little face of yours-”

 Feeling complete disgust by the vulgarities this man was saying I pull out a dagger hiding under my belt and stab the man once in the midsection then another right in the eye causing him to drop his cigar to the floor and scream in agonizing pain.

 “You fucking bitch! I’ll kill you!” I pick up the sword I dropped and motion the angry man to attack "Come and get me you ugly troll.." 

The man leans in and swings his sword in my direction grazing my arm only managing to rip the fabric of my sleeve. I parry the angry man and unfortunately for the man his anger combined with only having one eye grants me an opening to lunge and slash followed by a stab right on his stomach causing him to fall on his knees and drop the sword on the ground.

 I pick up the cigar he dropped from the floor and push the end of the lit cigar into the wound in his eye.

The man screams in pain and clutches onto his face squirming on the floor until I pick up the shot gun off of a body and shoot the man dead. It's over, finally. 

I slowly close my eyes and let out a soft sigh, when I open my eyes I look at the state of the situation and see the captain of the Scarlet Sailors had been defeated or more so shot in the face. 

The rest of his crew only a handful were left alive and were are all tied up while San kept watch the rest of the guys were quickly hauling alot of supplies and money onto the ship.

 A few minutes go by of me being confused and not really knowing what to do si I decide to help San keep watch on the rival crew mates. From a distance I hear a whistling noise only to realize it was Hongjoong, who was looking in my direction and motions me back onto the ship.

 Both San and I walk back to the ship, leaving the rival crew on the boat. It still hadn’t dawned on me how brutal this whole situation is in reality. How my first encounter with true violence would be the one to light a fire in me that won’t be put out which will put a crack on my moral compass.

Once we get on the ship I begin walking towards the bathroom before Yeosang stops me “Hey, are you okay? That slice on your neck is bleeding.” I gingerly touch my neck then look down at my hand to see it coated with blood.

 Of course internally i’m panicking but I can’t let anyone know that the captain’s protector is a wimp, so I hum quietly while looking down at the blood. “The bleeding will stop, I’ll be fine.”

 Yeosang shakes his head “You have to go get that cleaned or else it’ll get infected.” I smile and wipe the blood with my finger on my inner wrist.“I’m going to shower so no worries the wound will get cleaned, thanks for your concern though.”

I give Yeosang a soft smile and before I even see his reactiom I walk over to the bathroom and close the door behind me and I begin to undress.

While I’m undressing I notice my hands are shaky, it must be the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. Growing slightly irritated because of how flimsily it made my hands feel I clench both my hands together and sigh. 

Slowly a small smile forces itself onto my features “I did a great job today, for my first day. I can’t be entirely disappointed.” I stand in the warm water staring at the ground with the slight sting on my neck from my wound. 

Suddenly I get flashes of all the people I’ve killed today and I will admit I do feel remorse for what i did as I’m only human but what Hongjoong told me keeps repeating itself in my head “The government doesn’t care, and neither should we.”

 Which means technically they aren’t the government since pirates are anti government but they did begin to head straight towards us and willing to attack us so we were in full right to attack them back.

This wasn’t wrong was it? Am I just overthinking everything right now because of the amount of people I just killed? I don’t know honestly, all I know is my body is reacting to it.

I start to feel slightly dizzy and a bit light headed so I sit under the water to rest a little bit. How can I be so weak I’m reacting like this, what happened to my grandfather’s training? No wait, his training didn’t include how to cope with killing people. 

After a long maybe 5 or 10 minutes of me feeling weird I eventually finish showering and tightly wrap the bathrobe around my figure and step back out onto the deck. It’s as if Yunho was waiting for me outside of the bathroom he hurriedly walks towards me “Yeosang told me about your wound.” 

I brush out my hair with my fingers “Oh, I’m fine.” He rolls his eyes and puts both his hands on my shoulders and turns me in the direction of the crew’s quarters “Yeah, I’m not taking any risks then you die on us and the Captain will get mad at me for not doing my job which is attend all the injuries our crew gets.” 

I sigh slightly rolling my eyes but not enough where Yunho notices “Yeah, okay then.” When we go down to the quarters he sits me down on the first bed entering the place.

 “Sit, I’ll be right back.” He walks over to a small cabinet in the room and pulls up a chair next to me. He gives me an awkward smile and points at my robe.

"Can you um, pull it down a little bit?” I nod and grab the soft fabric of the bathrobe and gently pull it down exposing my neck but still covering my chest. 

He clears his throat and silently begins to clean my wound up until he probably get tired of how painfully awkward it was so he breaks the ice and says “So, I saw you fighting and you’re pretty good. I now understand why the Captain was so hellbent on you joining us.”

 I awkwardly smile at Yunho “Yeah.” He chuckles and awkwardly smiles back  “You looked like a cat on top of those shrouds, weren’t you scared?” 

Stiffly I nod trying not to disturb what Yunho was doing “A little but when you’re set to kill you just kind of forget evreything around you and you just focus on your task.” Yunho hums “I see, just remember to be careful. You’re meant to protect the Captain and if you get hurt you’re neglecting your purpose.” 

Well that’s a bit.. Outright. What a strange way to tell me to be careful. “Okay, i’ll be careful. I'll try my best not to worry the Captain.” 

After a few more minutes of awkward small talk and him cleaning my wound he finally finishes and dresses my wound then puts away his first aid kit. I pull my bathrobe back up and I head over towards the door.

 I really wanted to say thank you but for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to say anything until I finally manage to say in a very low almost indistinguishable mumble “Thank you.” Yunho turns back to me and says “Did you say something?”

 Great, he didn’t hear me. I look so dumb right now. Immediately I shake my head and walk out without another word. I stand by the railing looking out onto the sea, unfortunately It hasn’t even been a month yet and I’m already kind of sick of seeing nothing but water.

 I might as well learn to get along with everyone even if that means I have to fake my personality. They can all be afraid of me but if I keep this up and keep being so quiet and unaproachable I’ll not only get bored but I’ll be miserable. I also can’t latch onto Seonghwa and the Captain the whole time I’m here I need to make friends even if these guys are a bit…Weird.

 I hear steps approaching me from behind and a familiar voice emerges behind me “I’ve brought you some clean clothes. I don’t know if they’re your style but Hongjoong chose them. I’m sorry we didn’t give these to you earlier and you had to go into battle with your personal attire. I am sorry your old ones got ruined.” 

I turn and it was Seonghwa, skin with a slight sheen of sweat on his exposed skin which was just his neck and face with a small cut under his eye and a busted lip. “Ah, It’s fine. I’ll keep those clothes as a memento of my first battle with The Piece of Eight.” I shake my head and see his slightly worried expression shift to a small smile.

“Good job out there by the way. Yeosang told me you saved him twice and you helped out Wooyoung. I also heard you took out the juggernaut first mate of the Scarlet Sailors.” I nervously laugh “Thank you, I was only fulfilling my duty.” 

He hands me my clothes and smiles “This might have been your first battle but it certainly won’t be your last.” I look down at the clothes and I couldn’t tell first glance if I was going to like them. It wasn’t until I actually tried them on I saw and could definitely tell Hongjoong chose them. 

Very high fashion, it’s a very nice blend of their style just a bit more feminine. I like it. It was a black blazer with a beautiful pin on it the shape of an hourglass with silver detailing and a top that was a black fitted vest and some black pants , boots and.. A wide brim fedora. 

Kind of an odd choice, I thought pirates wore those weird looking hats? Not Hongjoong though, I can tell this man goes against what everyone expects of him. He forges his own path even with the smallest of things as simple as clothing. Something tells me I'm working for right man, the right cause.

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[sanzuballs]

getting needy/teasing when hes around a friend

ft: law, luffy, zoro, sanji || fluffy suggestiveness

hi im back again! i am on wc island, heartbreaking. idk how tumblr works but i would love to recieve requests and everything! i also apologize for any grammar or spelling errors. i barely proofread and my autocorrect is always off lol n i do shit LATE at night. anyways time to get into it! ALSO (late) HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

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law :

nahh he dont put up with that. while him and a one of his crewmates talked, you decided to cause some michief. you sat next to him and tugged on his shirt, kissed his cheek, and even pouted and whined. he ignored you. he wasnt going to let you have your way. the only thing he could think about is how annoyingly needy you are and how wet you probably were right now. but once his crewmate started giving glances to your short skirt that started riding up your thighs, he picked you up bridal style. he carried you to his bedroom. you whined as he started to take your clothes off.

“lawww, why did you have to ignore me?” you whine as your tits were on display.

“i dont tolerate dumb sluts that just wann get fucked all the time,” he takes your panties off and watches as your slick sticked to your tiny panties. “this is gonna teach you a lesson dumb baby. dont hold back your moans, i want everyone to know just how much of a slut you are for me, and me only.”

luffy :

its a beautiful day on the thousand sunny, ussop and luffy were out trying to catch some fish but ussop was slowly falling asleep. sadly, theres a heat between your legs that only your boyfriend could put out. he has been catching sea kings all day so he was a bit exhausted. you first decided to sit on his lap.

“ha, whats this about y/n?” he smiles at you. ussop bats a eye to you and luffy’s convo.

“i need you luffy.”you whisper into his ear. you pout at him and you press your heat on his thigh. he could feel the slick of your pussy through your panties. he wraps hims noodly arms around you.

“alright then. goodbye ussop!” he grabs you and gives you a piggyback ride to his room.

“im sorry i didnt mean to interrupt you.” you said as he pulled your panties off and flipped up the skirt you had on.

“‘s okay baby.” he smiles as he trails wet kisses up your thighs.

zoro:

god bless his impatient heart. and god bless your bratty heart…

it was probably the most boring day ever on earth for the straw hat pirates. you were drifting on sea to the next island but it was a long wait. zoro decided to snag some booze from the fridge and sanji was there, sharping his knives. but ofcourse you had to follow your boyfriend into the kitchen. while riding on his back, ofcourse.

“y/n! do you want something, ive got some time on my hands!” sanji says. zoro doesnt really mind because he knows how sanji is. and he knows your his. you smile at sanji.

“a martini please! thanks sanji!” you say. he whips one right up and zoro waits patiently to drink with you. them sanji hands you a beautiful martini.

“ro’ i want you to pour it in my mouth.” you look up at him and you mix your drink around and suck the straw.

“y/n,” he says sternly. “why are you like this.”

“c’mon please!?” sanji takes a quick glance and eyebrow bat to zoro.

“a lady should get what she wants.” sanji says.

“im glad someone in this room knows how to treat a woman.” you taunt your boyfriend. he obviously knew you to treat you well but seeing him mad is too good to miss. zoro takes the martini.

“open up.” zoro says. he then pours the liquid all over your thin shirt, revealing your lacy bra.

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i was gonna write for ace too BUT IDK BRO I DONT THINK I PHYSICALLY CAN BC I DONT THINK HES ALL THAT.

[an-au-blog]

I'm listening to "You Were Perfect & I'm Sorry" by Mickey Darling and thought about the band Shuggy au.

(what a surprise)

Usually, Shanks would write songs about how he missed Buggy, how he felt betrayed or maybe how he feels sorry for what he's done to lose Buggy. Sometimes Buggy himself would write his lyrics and Shanks would compose the best melody suited for the words.

During their "fights", Buggy would still go to most if not all of Shanks' shows. He still wanted to see his boyfriend on stage. Maybe he just liked seeing Shanks in pain of loving and hating losing him... It gave him an inspiration nothing else could, a feeling of stability - the knowledge that no matter what, Shanks would always look for him. But it was mostly because every time they "broke up", Shanks would flourish and turn all that emotion into the most beautiful songs. They always reached the top-something charts. It was an honor to see Shanks blossom under the stage lights and it felt like Buggy hurting him was the only thing that kept him productive.

But then one time after another one of their "break-ups", Shanks's song sounded different.

Buggy had felt he was in a writers block lately. Everything had been going way too well for him and he had fallen into a slump. Even Shanks was as attentive as always. He had nothing to latch onto for an excuse to break-up with him. It never stopped him from making up reasons, of course. So that's what he did.

As always, Shanks tried to defend himself, asking what he did wrong (which couldn't be answered because it was nothing). As always, Buggy shouted and started throwing whatever he could grab at Shanks. They were never things that could hurt him - pillows, clothes, at most a slipper. And like always, he left in a fit.

Buggy didn't know what was different. But what he knew was that Shanks was acting strange and Buggy was worried. For starters: there was no spam of crying voice mails, there were no poetry screenshots, there were no midnight visits to Buggy's apartment...Not even a drunken call. Buggy was about to give in and call Shanks to see if he was okay, but before he could, The Red Haired Pirates's official account said that there would be a short performance - free entrance, to premiere a new song.

It made sense to Buggy. Shanks would get so caught up in a new song sometimes, that he'd forget to eat or sleep.

Buggy thought to himself, perhaps he went too far this time. He even considered wearing one of the band shirts to show his support, but eventually decided against it. He still had to act the part of a wronged boyfriend.

He stood in the back and busied himself with his phone. He had listened to all their warm-up songs a million times before. At one point, during the talking bit of every show, a certain sentence grabbed his attention. Shanks didn't sound as sad as he usually did...

He said "This song is about the best thing that ruined my life. Buggy, I know you're probably somewhere in the back, I hope this makes sense of things this time."

Buggy got an unnerving feeling in his core. He had a bad feeling.

The song began as most did. He was sorry, he loved him, he was perfect... But gradually, with each verse it sounded more and more like Shanks was angry at him, rather than sad he left him.

The breaking point was when in one of verses Shanks said he almost offed himself because of "a narcissistic bitch".

Buggy ended up making his way out of the crowd and walking himself home. He didn't want to cry in public.

This is the song lyrics:

[mays-corner]

(This post is a bit random so if you get it you get it if you don't get it it's fine)

It's 2024. I should be going to the disco, which I dislike.

Instead, I decided to hyperfixate on a Welshman.

One thing that baffles me to this day, and trust me it has happened more than once, is has anyone ever tried to protest at least a bit to still have Matt as John? Did no one try hard enough? Or have the attempts failed?

I mean-

I'm a newer fan (even with content crumbs I am a fan) still, so I can't be sure, but I'm amazed that in all these years that have passed, no one ever did anything, and now he can't even play Constantine (I think).

And now, the only role I've seen is him dubbing John 💀

Ignoring this discourse about John, I've decided to search for other roles, movies, and series, and what I've found was interesting, to say the least.

I am becoming passionate about him for various reasons. Other than wanting to revive pre-pandemic activities, I have noticed a pattern: I enjoy searching for things that I only watch. These are some thoughts I had about some things I could not find in Italy:

Hard to find (for example, I'm still searching for "The Halcyon," and the funniest thing about this is that in Italy, it was shown on TV (on an RAI channel, RAI is an Italian broadcaster) during 2017 and it's not available on their platform.

Region-locked content (the DCAU being region-locked is such a crime; we only have House of Mystery, and that's it) or even trying to watch a simple cameo when the entire series is region-locked (the Harley Quinn one). However (and this is good news), while searching for Away (one of his movies to watch), I found Tubi and used a free VPN. It was slow, but it worked, and I watched it.

Expensive (I paid Assassin's Creed Black Flag in installments, so that wasn't expensive, but still...)

It was a play, so they haven't recorded it, but to see and better understand the role he played (in this case, read), I read Thérèse Raquin by Émile Zola, and it was still effective.

Not even available on Chili (an Italian streaming platform on which you can rent or buy movies), the title only appears but is not available for streaming (lol).

Using Vinted or secondhand shops in general (it’s not the best time for me to go fully secondhand, but I suppose I could find some things there).

At the moment, I've watched just what I could easily find without resorting to piracy (which is ironic, since in Assassin's Creed Black Flag, Matt voices Edward Kenway, a pirate.).

In this list of things I could easily find, we have:

Constantine (thanks to another fan)

Criminal Minds/Criminal Minds Suspect Behavior (I had Disney Plus for a month, so I've watched it from there)

Flypaper, Adverse (Prime Video)

Arrow (Prime video)

Legends of Tomorrow (Netflix and Mediaset infinity)

House Of Mystery (Amazon prime, you have to rent it but still)

While writing this I found that "Layer cake" is on Sky, which I have and Now TV too.

Pocket Money (While watching it I just understood two words out of an entire short and I'm a c2 in English 💀)

Away, Wild Decembers, Armistice, Blood Monkey

So, you might have been asking yourself... Have I gone mad? To search and find for stuff not even available in my own country? In my own continent, too?

But I thought this is what comes with being a fan of someone, even if the career is what it is.

Considering me being unlucky, I was never able to see Matt when he acted and then had premieres at the same time.

Asssassin’s Creed Black Flag? I was 10, a child, lol.

Legends Of Tomorrow? I liked anime, manga and everything japanese.

And the list goes on...

It's nice to see what was like and what I couldn't live, gosh, I'm praying hard that we get to see him act again, I want and I wish to be present, live or not.

I wanted to make a really nice speech but nothing comes to mind, when I get it maybe I'll post it 💀

[r0wboat04]

I feel so conflicted about Izzy's death to be honest. Some say it was unnecessary and lazy writing that killed off a beloved character who had gone through a great arc over season 2. Others say that Izzy's death is important symbolism for Ed leaving the Blackbeard persona behind and just being Ed. There's also opinions in between ofc but those are the main two I'm seeing.

Is Izzy's death itself lazy writing? I don't think so. In the Vanity Fair article (linked below), David Jenkins describes a trope he likes where the mentor dies in the second act. He says Izzy was like a father figure for Ed. Imo I think this is where the fandom and Jenkins don't see eye to eye bc to the fandom, Izzy was someone below Blackbeard and submissive to him. The fandom played around with them as equals or with Blackbeard having more power in their relationship (whether that's romantic or platonic). Meanwhile Jenkins viewed it as more of a mentorship. I think that's where the disconnect is and why this reasoning that Jenkins gives doesn't work for people, bc to a lot of fans, Izzy wasn't a father figure for Ed.

Was Izzy's death unnecessary? I don't think it was unnecessary more than it was unfair. As people have been saying on here, Izzy's death is symbolism for Ed finally leaving the Blackbeard persona behind and moving forward to just be Ed (Izzy even calls him "Eddie" in his death scene). I agree with this analysis and that it is an important part of Ed's arc; however, it almost feels like Izzy just ended up being a tool for Ed's arc, when we've watched Izzy over this season grow as a person and learn what being a pirate truly is. After all this change in Izzy, where he's finally reached a turning point in life and gets the chance to be happy, he dies. It's tragic. Izzy wasn't just a plot device so that Ed could lose a father figure and be sad about it, or so that Ed can let go of Blackbeard. Izzy was his own character and people wanted to see him have this character arc, become better, and be happier. While the symbolism in this show is very important, it feels like they forgot there was a character attached to this death, a character that a lot of people loved.

However we shouldn't forget that this show isn't just fanservice. We shouldn't expect David Jenkins and Co to pander to our every whim. Just bc we don't see value in Izzy's death right now doesn't mean that it's unnecessary. BUT I'm not saying that Izzy's death and aftermath was executed well. I think the laziest writing of this whole thing was the aftermath of Izzy's death. They practically forget he ever died in the wedding scene and afterwards. Like, Zheng Yi Sao, Ed, and Stede decide to work together to kill Pinocchio-looking ass (Zheng SPECIFICALLY mentioning Izzy's death as a main motivator for vengeance) but then we see Ed and Stede starting up an inn together as the ending to season 2. What happened?? I can and will not blaming the writers bc this season did have less episodes than the last season, so the writers were short on time to finish up the season. The rushed ending is something they couldn't have avoided. I just wished they showed more of a reaction to Izzy's death, like how the crew felt about it but maybe I'm asking for too much. I don't know the ins and outs of making a TV show so maybe they did the best they could or maybe they could have done more.

TLDR: Izzy's death is symbolically important but also really sucks and should've been treated better, especially for a character that a lot of us loved.

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Used to This

What's this? A (short) fanfic debut??? 👀 Don't get used to it because I'm not planning on making this a regular occurrence. 🤣 But I thought of this hypothetical in my head and needed to write it down.

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Echo and Wrecker have a heart-to-heart while on Pabu.

TW: Mentions (though not in detail) of PTSD and suicidal thoughts.

If someone had told Echo that he would spend more than five minutes being able to relax, he wouldn't have believed them. Spending time away from missions was somewhat of a luxury at this point in Echo's life, in all of his life, really. There'd been the odd occasion between missions where he'd been able to go exploring new planets with Fives and the rest of the 501st, but those days were long gone. After Order 66, the idea of spending an entire rotation without the fear of being found was nothing but a dream. It's probably why this place almost didn't feel real, like something out of a story.

From Echo's position, up on a wall near the top of the island, he was able to see the settlements in Lower Pabu stretching out towards the water. Having grown up on Kamino, you'd think that Echo would be tired of the sea. He wasn't, not like this at least. It was calm, pleasant, nothing like the bleak storms that used to batter Tipoca City and Echo was glad to be away from the action, even if just for a second.

Things with Rex had been... a lot. With clones being removed from the Empire in such large numbers, the two had been doing whatever they could to help their brothers, picking up new reinforcements wherever possible. Echo knew that the Batch had been trying to keep in contact, especially Omega, but he'd struggled to find the time to breathe, let alone keep up any conversation. He'd respond where he could but, for the most part, many of the messages about how they were doing got lost in the chaos.

Echo did manage to catch one particular message though and he'd been surprised to hear that the squad were planning to stop by Coruscant. Apparently a mission for Cid had gone awry and after losing the Marauder (Echo had made sure to dig into Hunter for details on that one), they'd decided to cut her off. While he couldn't say that giving Cid the cold shoulder was the best decision, he commended them for leaving her. She'd been a problem for a while.

The Batch had spent a few rotations helping out Rex with base camp operations before they got a message from Phee. The pirate was requesting their assistance for a negotiation and Omega was eager to help her. Echo had initially been sceptical when they'd offered for him to come along, especially since helping the clones had become so complicated. He wasn't sure he wanted to leave Rex in all the mess. But after a few words of encouragement from the captain, and some reassurance that he could manage without Echo for a couple of rotations, he agreed to go, making it very clear that he'd be back as soon as he could.

Admittedly, taking part in a bar fight wasn't quite the break that Echo was hoping for, but it felt good to be back with the squad. He knew that going with Rex had been the right thing to do, but he'd missed this. A brawl wasn't an unexpected occurrence when running with these guys. He had been shocked though when Phee took them to Pabu, a quiet sanctuary untouched by the Empire. It felt new, fresh, and it was the respite that they all needed.

Echo tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. No shouting, no blaster fire, just peace. Quiet. It was nice. Although it did leave Echo alone with his thoughts, which wasn't always ideal. Not that long ago, he had admitted to Omega that he couldn't be alone in his head. After everything that had happened, being alone with his thoughts could lead him to... some dark places, to memories that Echo would rather forget.

He opened his eyes when he heard heavy footsteps approaching behind him. Wrecker. The demolition expert perched himself on the wall beside him, anxious, a little unsure if it would've been better to have left his squadmate alone. "Sorry if I, uh, disturbed you. I can leave if ya want."

Echo flashed him a quick smile. "Nah, your'e okay Wrecker". The man grinned and settled down a little more comfortably, joining his brother in staring out at the ocean. They didn't say anything for a while, so Echo drifted back to his own thoughts. Unfortunately, his mind had wandered back to memories of the Techno Union, of the time when freedom had seemed like a fever dream. A time so different from now. Echo hated these thoughts, the ones that intruded and festered and made him remember the worst moments of his life. The thought's he'd been unable to stop.

Wrecker, noticing the way that his brother had tensed up, looked at him, concerned. "You okay? You don't look so great."

Echo shook his head, quickly. "Huh? Oh, yeah... I'm fine. Don't worry about it." An unsure nod from Wrecker followed by a deep sigh from Echo. "You know..." He paused. He didn't normally talk about this. He didn't want to burden the others with his emotions. But Wrecker had asked, so... maybe it was okay? Echo started again. "You know, I often wondered if it would've been better if I'd died at the Citadel." Wrecker tensed beside him. "So many of our brothers died because the Techno Union managed to get their hands on me. That could've been prevented." Another pause as Echo fiddled with the end of his scomp. "And not just that. The nightmares, the memories, the PTSD? I just... I just wish that it would stop sometimes. It all becomes too much and I just... I just need it to go away.

"I'd considered it on Skako. Wondered if there was anyway that I could just... end things. But then I was found and... I'd be lying if I said I hadn't considered it since then. Sometimes I wonder if it would make things easier. Not having to deal with it. Not making others have to deal with... this." Echo gestured to to himself with his scomp, refusing to look Wrecker in the eye. Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all. It was clearly making his brother uncomfortable. He should stop.

He carried on. "But then I see this." Echo pointed out towards the shoreline, where Omega and Lyana had gone to take the boat out. "I see her happy, I see you guys happy, and it makes me realise that maybe all of this is worth it. That in the brief moment when everything just pauses, and I can breathe again, it all makes sense."

Echo ducked his head before glancing nervously over at Wrecker. His brother looked slightly stunned, tears in his eyes. Kriff. He hadn't meant to make his brother cry. Maybe he should've just kept his mouth shut.

Suddenly, everything tilted sideways as Echo felt himself toppling over, Wrecker's arm pinning him close to his chest. He couldn't see his brother's face anymore, but he could feel his chin moving as he spoke.

"We're glad to have you around Echo. It's been kinda weird without ya to be honest." He chuckled. "We know that you'll always have our back, but I need ya to know that we'll always have yours too." Wrecker loosened his hold so that Echo could lean back slightly and look at him. "If you ever need anything, just come and talk to us. Okay?" Echo nodded and looked back out towards the water, keeping himself positioned in a way that left Wrecker's arm around his shoulders.

They didn't say anything for a while. The two just sat, watching the sun as it began to disappear below the horizon. It was quiet again, peaceful. Echo decided to break the silence.

"So err... what's been going on with Tech and Phee?"

The moment those words left his mouth, Wrecker lit up, fully prepared to spill every detail about his brother and the pirate. Echo just sat quietly, watching Omega and Lyana's boat down below, listening to Wrecker's excited ramblings, feeling that, for a moment, everything was okay. He smiled.

Yeah... He could get used to this.