#Mini Story

[louksna-0]

midnight talk

Jane: peter, this is the third time in a row you-

Peter: I know, okay? i know...but...its just that i wanted to spend t-time with you!

Jane: sigh... I'm not stupid, peter. We both know thats not the only reason.

Peter: ...

Peter: its been rough...in my house, I mean. I just dont want to go back right now...sniff

Jane: .!!...oh

. . .

Jane: fine...stay as long as you want then.

i did this in my phone, how? idk.

the poor troubled teenagers, a couple made in purgatory.

[anonbeadraws]

today's warm up: Shooting stars, worse than wolves and even hungrier (1:30hr)

[fallstaticexit]

Resonance - After his mother’s death, non speaking 8 year old Alexander forms a quiet bond with his elderly great aunt, also non speaking, as they both heal in silence.

So, today I learned that Agnes is related to Mortimer and this story was sitting on my brain every second of the hour lol

[miss-lesbian16]

Seducing the impossible

Warning: none

Being the only daughter and heir of Silco had its advantages: having whatever you wanted, being highly respected by everyone. The downside was that you couldn't mess with his workers, meaning nothing; not even a friendship. The worst part was that you were in love with Sevika, his right-hand woman and the only one who could get close to you, and that was if Silco, your father, allowed it.

Now you were sitting at one of the tables in The Last Drop. You were so bored that you didn't know why, as the bar was blasting music, people dancing nonstop, drinking and consuming shimmer either through smoke or drinks. It was literally a fun night to be bored; really not until Sevika walked into the bar. She passed by all the people in the place to take a bottle of alcohol from a stranger and, quickly climbing up the stairs to the second floor, you followed her without her noticing. You already knew where she would go, but still wanted to know why.

Sevika entered your father's office angrily demanding why he didn't hire more qualified people for the job and not useless ones who messed everything up. Your father told her that whether it was their fault or not, she was responsible for ensuring that the merchandise arrived well and had failed, warning her that if she failed again he would have no choice but to replace her.

You quickly made your way back down to your spot. Seconds later, you saw Sevika approach the bartender to order another bottle of alcohol. The bartender didn’t take long; when he arrived with a large bottle of alcohol, Sevika began drinking uncontrollably.

It was my chance to be with Sevika. So after two hours of watching her drink non-stop until she reached a point where she was swaying, I approached her provocatively.

—Hey, Sevika. I didn’t know you were here —I said in a soft and affectionate tone, pretending to be surprised while smiling provocatively from a few steps away.

—And who the hell are you? —she asked incoherently and too drunk to distinguish people. So much so that she squinted her eyes to try to identify me.

—Sevika, it’s me, Silco's daughter —I replied a bit frustrated and angry because I honestly didn’t think Sevika would get this drunk.

—Uh... the untouchable —she laughed amused while smiling provocatively, grabbing another bottle of alcohol and drinking more—. Don’t take offense, but around here we all call you "the untouchable," since no one can touch you; not a man or a woman. And whoever can do it will have privilege but also their doom with Silco for touching his only daughter —her tone was somewhat mocking but at the same time serious; everything changed when she devoured me with her gaze from my legs to my face. Being too drunk didn’t hide her stare.

Sevika sat down in a nearby chair; without wasting time I sat on her lap and placed my hands on her shoulders. Sevika looked confused by my action.

—What the hell? —she said astonished with a low and incoherent tone.

—Shhh... Sevika, you don’t know how much I would love for you to make me yours —my tone turned sexual and provocative as I leaned closer to her ear whispering—: Come on, don’t be afraid; kiss me, touch me... make me yours, Sevika —saying this I kissed the shell of her ear and pulled back to look into her eyes again.

Her gaze filled with desire, lust, excitement, and mischief as she placed her hands on my waist. I shivered slightly feeling the cold metal of her arm.

—You don’t know what you’re talking about, brat—she didn’t say it seriously, but in a provocative, sexual, and playful way; she was really enjoying this—. You’re just a spoiled little girl—a mocking tone, but satisfied to have me in her lap.

—If I’m a spoiled brat, why don’t you educate me yourself?—I made a slight pout to look her straight in the eyes, with an expression of innocence but also with so much sexuality.

The self-control Sevika had went out the window as she suddenly stood up to pull me outside of The Last Drop. She took me to a somewhat dark alley, pressing my back against the wall and starting a rough kiss, almost as a challenge. Her lips captured mine with a force that left me breathless. There was no softness or delicacy; it was a clash of wills, an act of both rage and desire. I managed to have Sevika in my hands, gripping her jacket desperately.

The cold of her metal arm brushed against my waist as her real hand sank into my hip, pulling me closer to her. The kiss was wet, hungry, filled with contained tension that now exploded uncontrollably. Every movement she made made me feel like I was about to fall, yet I didn’t want to stop; I wanted more than just a hungry and desperate kiss.

After a long time, we pulled away from the kiss due to lack of air, panting and breathing heavily. Without wasting any time, I took Sevika's hand to guide her back to The Last Drop, but this time we didn’t enter the bar; instead, we went through another door that led to a hallway until we reached a couple of doors and entered my room.

Thanks for reading

Part 2?

[buckysdoll25]

Yautja Wolf x Reader (Part two)

Summary- Wolf brings you to Yautja Prime and introduces you to his clan before he is told to complete the courting ritual before his rut begins in one week. You settled immediately very well and you immediately found your place amongst the Yautja race.

Warnings- Smut, fluff, bonding, Size difference, knotting, marking, interspecies smut!! Ruts and heats.

Part one is here

Reader POV-

Wolf awoke me ten minutes before we arrived at Yautja Prime, his home planet so I could eat and have something to drink as I would be introduced to the elders first then the entire clan." What if the Elders do not approve of me as your mate then what?" I asked him with a worried look on my face.

"Then I leave Yautja Prime without a leader as I'm not giving you up. You are my mate and you showed me you can be strong as I've shown you and I'm currently courting you," Wolf states looking at me clicking his mandibles at me.

Suddenly the ship lands," We have arrived, wait here," Wolf tells me via his translator and he heads out I watch from the ship's window and see the entire clan from young to old looking at Wolf in respect.

I see the young waving to me and I nod waving back as their mothers see me and I wave hello to them all as Wolf returns." Come they wish to meet you properly, the Elders approved of you before we returned as I sent them my log of your victory and of mine," Wolf says putting his hand out and I take it as we head out.

"Hello, I'm Y/N and thank you for welcoming me to your world and your home," I spoke as Wolf translator repeated back what I said and the clan roars loudly in welcome. The Elders all came to meet me and they bowed their heads to me as do I." You'll do well here Miss Y/N," The one elder spoke as the others nod in agreement.

Soon new mothers bring their babies to me and wolf explains they want my approval." Beautiful, welcome to the clan little one," I said to each baby giving my approval to each one." I think your babies are the cutest babies I've seen," I smiled at the mothers as their kids came for a cuddle. The fathers stayed back but I gave them a friendly nod in hello.

I see some teens," They soon will be going on their first hunts they are our young bloods, it's their right of passage to being a warrior," Wolf tells me and I look at him." Take me to them to say hello?" I asked him and he walked forward, taking to me to see them.

"Hello, I'm Y/N. It's good to meet you all and I can't wait to see how you do in your first hunt. But be safe yes?" I spoke to them all as Wolf translator does its job and they all kneeled in front of me." They are saying thank you and it's an honour to have their clan leader mate talking to them," Wolf explains.

I nodded in response and I gently hugged the teens." Be safe and come home, I won't be angry none of us will if your first hunt isn't successful okay? Just be careful and be ready for anything," I spoke to them and they all nodded clicking their mouths in response." Thank you miss,"The translator spoke.

Wolf takes me back to his home," it's lovely and warm Wolf," I tell him." So big though?" I stated as he puts his translator in the home walls." For us and future offspring," He says and I looked at him wide eyes.

"As in right now?" I said with a small voice." Soon as I'm about to enter my rut and you're going to enter your heat," Wolf explains and I looked at him with "are you serious." Look.

"Humans don't have heat, we have ovulation periods which is a fertile week," I tell him and I didn't need a translator to tell me he just rolled his eyes at me."You are my mate so you will go into heat as I go into my rut," He states simply.

"And when should that happen?" I asked him nervously and he stepped forward." One week today, I have a week to finish my courting of you and win you completely over before our rut and heat begin as we are set to marry as per tradition here in Yautja Prime," He tells me gently touching my face.

"Soft human against my skin is what I crave," He says softly purring away and holds me like a fragile doll and I subconsciously lean into his touch scaly slight rough but warm touch.

We spent the day with the clan members as I wanted to get well acquitted with everyone and I even met a few English people who were born years before me and they told me stories of their rescue and how they found life here. It was fun to hear how the males actually really are devoted to their mate and they do anything for them.

Sex isn't forced here even during their ruts if their female isn't wanting to have sex then they do everything not to force themselves to cave into the urges. The young have a different upbringing to human children they are taught from the get go and they aren't bad sleepers and they rarely cry but they are the most clingy babies ever.

I visited the orphanage which is rare on this planet but when some children lose their parents or get left behind they end up here and there were only three small babies left and I melted at the sight of them.

"You are beautiful babies, how could anyone not want you?" I whispered softly touching them and they grasped my hands as I lifted all three babies up and Wolf walked in." You like these babies?" Wolf asked and I was falling in love with them." I am falling in love with them, they are beautiful," I admitted softly." Then they are ours," Wolf spoke and I turned to him.

"Are you sure?" I asked him gently and he hugged him and purred at me and the babies." Family now, we can have our own soon but we can raise these as part of our family," he says as the kids clicked away at him and he purrs comforting them.

"Thank you miss for taking the last three," The Orphanage owner spoke." No problem, anymore come you visit me as we can take them on, right wolf?" I said with a smile and he nodded in agreement.

We took the babies home and got them settled which didn't take long as it was like they knew they were home and they explored the entire place as the Clan came to congratulate us on our new children and our future mating bond that's happening in six days time.

One of the humans on Yautja Prime and her warrior mate offered to have the babies when Wolf marries me and we go on our little honeymoon. We spent the next three days with children and Wolf leaves to find a worthy courting gift that shows he's proven his worth to me as the clan does the wedding and does me a dress with all of Wolf kills attached to it and a headpiece showing I'm his mate and the clan leader's wife.

*

It's now the day of the wedding a day before Wolf rut and my heat is due and I'm dressed for my wedding which is strange as I never wanted a wedding but I'm actually excited yet nervous to show Wolf I'm ready to be his fully.

The children are now like toddlers we've named them Wari, Katei and Dektei and all three boys are mama's boys and it annoys Wolf a tiny bit which is funny to me.

"It's time," An elder lady spoke to me using the home translator and she leads me to the ship where Wolf come out and gives his biggest kill yet and kneels showing it to me which I've learnt if I accept it he and I can walk through the gate together as a newly wedded partners and he has proven his worth as my mate and their clan leader.

I walked towards him accepting the kill," I accept now let's start our life together Wolf," I spoke taking the kill from him and Wolf stood up and kissed me gently touching me before we walked through the gate signifying our marriage and headed to our home which we locked up as the clan will leave us food.

This gives the male apparently the break to concentrate on his mate not providing food for the week and us the chance to build a strong bond between us.

Wolf immediately picks me up and places me on the bed and nuzzles into my body and gently touches my skin as he cuts the fabric from my body and he explores my skin." So soft and warm," Wolf spoke and he placed his mandibles in my hair allowing them to interlock with my hair as I touch his chest and glide my fingers down the ridges of his abs.

I gently touched his hair making him snarl in surprise so I stopped before he put his head closer to my fingers." Oh so you like that?" I whispered softly touching his hair again and he grinds on me and I could feel the outline of his dick in his loincloth.

He lowers himself to my vagina and he looks at me waiting for permission to touch." Please Wolf," I softly please and he immediately snarls in response and licks my already wet soft pussy which was dripping with slick and he dives in as his mandibles rest on the side of my pussy. He reached up to play with my breasts and stiff nipples and I bucked my hips in pleasure as he went faster like a animal as I began to feel hot I see Wolf eyes turn primal.

"I need your consent to go further, we've entered our heat together now," Wolf spoke firmly and I opened my legs more." I want this please," I whimpers in need of him and he climbs up and places his self lubricating cock at my entrance and pushes gently as he grinds on me.

Slowly but surely it enters with slight difficulty but the stretch was painful yet a burning pleasure and he thrusts the entire way in breaking my hymen and completely our bond.

Wolf roars as he takes all of me and I moan at the fullness of him." Please Wolf move," I said in need fucking my self on him and he snarls and begins to roughly dominate me and flipped me over so I was presenting my ass to him.

He re-enters my pussy claiming me again and again before putting me against his chest fucking upwards roaring as my juices flowing against his dick and he nudges my head to the side bites me to keep me in place as he thrust up one more time and I felt a swelling sensation." We males lock our mates to ensure pregnancy and to keep our seed in our mates for longer periods of time," He says as he lays us down.

"And how long till it goes down?" I asked, panting in exhaustion." It depends on the male but I'm the largest in the clan so it will take a while and even then I'm not done with you as we have a week together," Wolf says with a smirk in his face and this happened all week long as Wolf never lets up.

It's been a week and I'm officially pregnant with two Yautja babies and the clan is absolutely wonderful with me. I get the mothers help with pregnancy tips and they give me their used cots and Wolf is very protective and defensive of me due to the pregnancy and our children.

I never thought I'd have a family but now I do and it's a big family and I'm being loved better than I would have been loved on Earth. Do I miss it? No. Do I want to go back? Never, I have my home my children and my mate here and that's all I'll ever need.

Yautja Prime is my home now and it always will be as Wolf my three boys are here and my babies are here that's all I want in life and if I die I'll die in the place I love which is my home and my sanctuary.

[sorvqlz]

I would like some Jason Toymaker x Reader x Puppeteer.

A creepy thing where Puppeteer calls y/n downstairs, and Jason Toymaker calls y/n from another room. For example: https://m.youtube.com/shorts/FwWrIHpqi0k

He's Waiting

Jason The Toymaker x Reader x Puppeteer

This is so creative I loved imagining the scenario

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You’re walking down the dim hallway of the house they share. The lights flicker like always when he calls.

“Come downstairs, doll…”

Puppeteer’s voice drips like cold syrup from the shadows below. Soft. Smooth. But there’s something sharp underneath.

You pause.

Then from the room behind you

a wooden creak.

“No, no—come to me, sweetheart,”

Jason’s voice chimes, playful and sing-song.

“You’re always better when you’re with me, aren’t you?”

Your breath catches.

One voice pulls like silk.

The other lures like sugar.

And somewhere in the house, something groans old wood or something else, breathing with the walls.

“Don’t keep me waiting,” Puppeteer murmurs again, more insistent now.

“Ignore him,” Jason calls out, tone darker. “He just wants to play with your mind.”

But you’re frozen.

Because they’re both right.

And you don’t know who you’re more afraid to disappoint.

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Author's note: this is actually so interesting I think I'll make more parts just for fun

[mosneakers]

Nyon: Wait let me get this straight... so you're... me? Nervous: [Nods] Nyon: No offense but... you look terrible. What happens to... us?

Nervous: Things. Lots of bad things. Long story. Nyon: Oh. Can you tell me?

Nervous: Let's walk.

3 hours later~

To be continued...

[hogtiedwhorestories]

i get what i want. i always have. every man that i wanted, i made sure to make him mine. my roommate knows this very well. she has always been trying to find that right guy, so she is always bringing guys to the apartment. this has always been great for me, creating a long line of guys that i can have my pick from. compared to her, i know these guys would rather be with me. i know this because if its a guy i want to sleep with, i make it happen. this has caused a bit of a riff between me and my roommate, but the way i see it, im giving her a lesson in the real world. life isnt always fair, and the hot girl always comes out on top.

thats why when she brought her latest guy to the apartment, i knew i had to have him. not only was he a hottie, but he is a doctor. jackpot! no way am i letting this guy get away. you better believe i fucked him after a couple visits to the apartment. i think this one really upset her. once she found out, i dont think ive ever seen her that mad before. oh well. she will eventually get over it. she always does.

ok. maybe not this time. maybe i really stepped over a line? the bitch drugged my drink and i woke up bound and gagged! once i get out these ropes, this is bitch is going down...although its going to be a little hard to get out of these ropes. she has me stuffed in this suitcase. while cramped into this small suitcase she explains how she researched online auctions for this kind of stuff? sounds like im going overseas?! this can not be happening!! i pleaded with her, i tried to apologize, but i dont think she understood me with the duct tape sealing my mouth. i guess the hot bitch doesnt always get what she wants...

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

All Adam wanted was his fucking pudding, he would make it up just the way he likes it and leave it in the fridge for after dinner.

But lately when he goes for it, it's been eaten, the dirty container in the sink.

He's had enough. So today he added an extra ingredient.

Lucifer: Why are you staring at the kitchen door?

Adam: The pudding thief should be coming out any minute.

Lucifer blinked and sat down beside him: Pudding thief?

Adam: Someone keeps eating my fucking pudding!

Lucifer: Does the pudding have to be fucking?

Adam snickered: You're so dumb.

Lucifer shoved him playfully: How will you know who it is?

Adam smirked: I mixed it with half milk half liquid laxative.

Lucifer: Oh Father above........

They heard a scream come from the kitchen and Alastor came running out holding his ass as he made a beeline for the nearest bathroom.

Adam: I fucking knew it!!

[ruexvn]

𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚘𝚢

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𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜...𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌. 𝙸𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜.

"f-fuck you... for t-t-touching.. MY y/n.." , 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑? 𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚖...𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍.

𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚢. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 '𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍' , 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝙷𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.

"y-your mine...not h-.. him... mine... stop t-t-talking with o..other men y-you whore"

𝙷𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙷𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 ��𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚕. 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛? 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚌𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚢.

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞...𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 '𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚢' 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐? 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝙰 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐?(𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝) 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚐𝚕𝚢?...𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛.

𝙷𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚋 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝙷𝚎'𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚜𝚜, 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚋𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜, 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜, 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖

"baby...i-its ok... y-you..you need me.. o-o-ok?"

𝙷𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚙. 𝙰 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚐 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎. 𝙴𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚝, 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

"see?...i-if i wasnt h..he here... then who knows wha...what he'd do to-to you"

𝙾𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠? 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝙳𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝? 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚜.

𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚜. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

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[aleydraw]

Just a NIGHTMARE

[quintessenceofdust88]

24 and bucktommy for the prompts, please? 🥺

Ofc my darling! 🥹🥹

24. tender

It's almost midnight. Tommy's house is dark except for warm yellow glow of the lamp and the Christmas lights in the living room. The bluetooth speaker on the corner is softly playing 'Love me Tender', and he has his arms around Evan's waist.

His boyfriend has a soft smile on his face as they slow dance to Elvis Presley's voice. Evan rests his head against Tommy's chest, his hands tenderly wrapped around his neck, his thumb rubbing soothing circles in Tommy's hair.

"I missed this", he murmurs, and Tommy hums in agreement, placing a gentle kiss to his forehead. "I missed you"

"I missed you too" Tommy whispers back, his voice thick with emotion. He doesn't think he can put in words how much he missed Evan during the month it took for him to come to his senses and beg for another chance. "Thank you for taking me back"

"Thank you for coming back for me" Evan says earnestly, raising his head so he can place a soft kiss to Tommy's mouth. It's chaste, and sweet, and not meant to lead to something else, at least not for now.

They have all the time in the world.

As they keep dancing, Elvis keeps singing, and Tommy can't help but sing along in Evan's ear, a promise he intends to keep:

For my darlin', I love you

And I always will

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How's that? I hope you enjoy it, darling, and have a great weekend! ♥

And if anyone else wants to, send me a number and I'll write you a mini story!

[miss-lesbian16]

The forbidden fruits

Warning: nothing

Mel warned her mother Ambessa not to speak, much less get involved with the daughter of one of her investors, but Ambessa didn’t care about that.

You and Ambessa met at an important event in Piltover. At first, it was just small talk during the night, but little by little, you got lost in her deep, threatening, and serious gaze, with a small spark of desire. You were really into masculine and older women like Ambessa.

You don’t know how it ended up like this, with Ambessa gently taking off your corset while you’re sitting on her lap.

—Lady Ambessa... wait a moment...—my breath is agitated as my hands rest on her shoulders.

—What is your fear, dear?—her tone becomes provocative; her eyes look directly at you, filled with desire.

Her hands finally remove your corset; it falls to your thighs. Ambessa moves your corset aside, her calloused and scarred hands gently touch your back while her gaze is fixed on your breasts, smiling provocatively.

—That someone might see us, lady...—a stifled moan escaped as you threw your head back when you felt Ambessa lightly biting your nipple.

—Everyone is at that celebration of progress; no one will find out. You don’t have to worry—she smiles mischievously at the moan that escaped from you and continues biting your nipple, doing the same with the other—don’t call me lady Ambessa; just call me Ambessa, dear—her tone is provocative and sexual.

She doesn’t let you speak when her right hand moves to gently squeeze your breasts while her left arm wraps around your waist to hold you tightly. As she moves her leg to rub her thigh against your crotch, causing you to moan softly, your hands move around Ambessa, clinging to her even more.

Everything was going perfectly until you hear a knock on the door.

—Lady Medarda, your daughter Miss Mel needs your presence immediately—it was one of the servants from Piltover.

Upon hearing it, neither of them responded; only a few seconds passed before Ambessa replied.

—Just a moment; I’ll be right there—her tone became serious and cold, but still, her hand continued massaging my breasts as she sighed heavily—well, dear, we’ll have to leave it for now—she's a bit annoyed by the interruption but can’t say anything about it since they were doing this in the middle of an important event in Piltover.

Ambessa picks up your corset from the floor to help you put it back on.

—You know something, dear—she smiles slightly as she looks at how the corset conceals your breasts, her gaze greedy upon them—I’ve never met a young woman as beautiful as you and with skin as soft as porcelain—with a tone of affection and seduction.

—That’s very kind of you, Ambessa—my tone is soft and gentle.

After finishing dressing, I leave first in the opposite direction of Ambessa, and seconds later, Ambessa exits in the direction of the important event.

Thanks for reading

[jinowills]

I've been brainstorming these stuffs in my mind lately, I have to get them out

Jealousy

#1

You: I want a pet.

Fox: No.

You: Why?

Fox: I will get jealous.

#2

You: Fine, I want a plushie then.

Fox: I suppose that is acceptable.

You: *carry the plushie everywhere*.

Fox: *Rips it*.

You: Why.

Fox: *jealous fox noises*.

[buckysdoll25]

A Young Scientist journey through the stars!!

Oc is 20!

Yautja is 100 years old!

⚠️FYI- this is made up not real!⚠️

Summary- Dakota, a twenty-year-old scientist ends up on a planet hostile to visitors and she finds her way through the planet at the same time as a Yautja predator and his pup.

Dakota finds the pup alone and saves him from a xenomorph attack.

The pup gets attached to her and when the father returns.

He owes her a debt and he protects her till she finds her ship home.

But will he let her go? Will she stay?

⚠️Contains- Blood, Violence, Fluff between OCS, some angst and slow burn tension⚠️

Has 15 parts

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

[roseazura]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐮𝐥𝐥

𝗟𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 – 𝗥𝗼𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗮 𝗭𝗼𝗿𝗼

Summary: Although the goal of a guardian is to ensure the safety of his protégés, which he did wonderfully, sometimes he, deep down, wanted a break.

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Comfort.

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x Reader.

Warnings: Pure fluff, maybe a little overthinking, established relationship, no mention of (Y/N).

Words count: 3.7k

Spanish version

A/N: Hello there! This is the first mini-story published so I hope you enjoy it. I did my best to portray the beloved Zoro in the best possible way, there is also a good chance that there will be more content about him here. It should also be noted that English is not my native language, so please forgive any errors. Have a good read!

A guardian, in its essence, is a person in charge of protecting, watching over or taking care of something or someone. For Zoro, it was something that went far beyond simple protection or surveillance, for him a guardian was someone who defended with skill and honor, a figure who stood firm, sword in hand, ready to face any threat that approached. A guardian represented an insurmountable barrier between danger and those who depended on his protection.

For that reason, when the veil of midnight was approaching and the sea swallowed every trace of light that did not belong to that of the moon, accompanied by the symphony of the whistling of the wind passing between the sails and the waves crashing against the ship, causing it to emit some creaks and squeaks, at that moment, Zoro took the position of night lookout to make sure that, while the others rested, the Merry was safe.

After years of training and a lot of experience, his vision had become as sharp as his swords, allowing him to have a better view when the light was practically low, like now. Credit was also given to his Observation Haki, of course, but his physical capabilities were also notable.

In the silent night, standing behind the railing of the Crow's Nest and with one of his hands resting on the handle of one of his swords, his state of wakefulness served to distract him, there was not much to do when you were the only one awake in the middle of the night and with the sole objective of being alert in case something bad happened. He did not want to call a bad omen, much less put the crew at risk, but on many occasions, he sometimes had the slight desire for something to happen, something that would make him fill himself with adrenaline and give meaning to his sleepless nights. Something that would give meaning to his role as guardian.

However, in another corner of his mind and perhaps his heart, he also wished he could take the place of any of the crew, whether it was Luffy to just sneak into the kitchen in the middle of the night to try his luck that the Stupid Cook hadn't locked the fridge with padlocks, or even Nami to sleep in peace without worrying about the scandalous companions she shared the ship with. Any of them, except the Cook, he wasn't that desperate either, but he would be any of them for just one night so he could rest.

Resting was not a concept he was used to, since he was a child he had been in constant movement, either training or traveling from one place to the other in his old job as a Pirate Hunter, so danger and adrenaline had always been part of his daily life. Now, as a young man, the idea of taking a break was almost like a joke, an impossibility, as much as he wanted to do it, something in himself wouldn't allow it, as if he were failing his code as a swordsman and guardian.

Like he was failing himself.

Zoro sighed, what was he doing thinking about that kind of thing? Without a doubt, being alone at night took its toll on the mind; too much time in silence made thoughts stir like bees in a honeycomb. Although soon his solitude was interrupted by the creaking of the mast that supported the Crow's Nest, as if something, or rather, someone, was climbing up it. He didn't have to think as hard to assume who it was, and he couldn't help the slight upward curl at the corner of his lips.

"Nothing interesting tonight?" your voice came before your figure until your head peeked out of the trapdoor of the Crow's Nest, flashing a smile at the swordsman.

"You say it as if there had been something interesting the previous nights," Zoro snorted, which made you giggle as you finished climbing the Crow's Nest, walking towards him, “Can't you sleep?”

You shook your head once you reached his side, leaning your torso forward to rest your weight on your forearms on the railing, "I took a nap in the afternoon, I guess that gave me enough rest to have energy now.”

Zoro hummed in response and a comfortable silence continued, now not only could he hear the soft salt breeze and the waves but also your calm breathing, which made him feel calmer, accompanied.

He didn't know when he had become so accustomed to your presence, he was only aware of it when he was able to relax his guard being with you, when his mind was completely calm and his body was relieved from just having you close. At first he believed that you had some special gift with the ability to calm those around you, but over time he learned that it was just your effect on him.

"The night is beautiful, don't you think? The advantage of being in the open sea is that it gives us more visibility of the stars," you broke the silence but your voice was not abrupt, tranquility flowed from it with the same fluidity of your words, "You're lucky, you can see this every night, although surely for you it must already be something vain.”

Zoro clicked his tongue with a sly smile, shaking his head and then looked up at the stars. Indeed, that night the stars shone brighter due to the lack of nearby lighting, but if it had not been mentioned before, he would not have given it any importance.

"Something like that, I just don't pay much attention to it, I must be focused on other things beyond the sky." With that said, he lowered his gaze towards the horizon again, continuing with his task.

Unaware of it, you looked at him, Zoro always looking like the formidable warrior he was, ready for battle and prepared to defend the crew if necessary. Strength, bravery and loyalty, that was what he constantly demonstrated. However, you saw and noticed beyond that face, beyond what he exhibited to the world.

Even the strongest person deserved to rest, no matter how unwavering they might appear, tranquility was always necessary to strengthen themselves and continue with their daily tasks. In the face of exhaustion, a break to revitalize those energies, to continue living.

In addition to being extremely strong and capable, Zoro was extremely stubborn and proud. For him, he would go first into battle even though he was seriously injured, rather than wait to heal while the others fought for him, while putting themselves in danger. He was admirable, of course, and it was one of the qualities that had fascinated you the most from the first moment you met him, but in many cases you wanted to be able to intercept all that warrior spirit and make him see that rest was also part of the greatness of the strenght.

There he was, dignified and rigid in the middle of the night, watching while everyone else slept with the goal of keeping them safe, even though it sacrificed his necessary hours of sleep. He was incredible, that was more than a fact, and although his face remained serene and handsome as always, you noticed those details that betrayed his fatigue, such as the subtle darkened rings under his eyes, his lowered eyelids and glassy eyes, as well as his slower and heavier blinks, and the way he moved his shoulders every so often in an attempt to change his position to stay alert. Without a doubt, Zoro needed to rest.

"Did you learn to sleep with your eyes open or are you not even trying to hide the fact that you're staring at me anymore?”

His raspy voice brought you out of your thoughts, more like a daydream, which caused you to quickly change the direction of your gaze, thereby preventing him from noticing the blush on your cheeks at first glance, although from the chuckles you managed to hear from him you knew that he had noticed it anyway. No matter how long you had been together, it was still hard not to be embarrassed by your infatuation with him.

"I think I stopped giving importance to hiding since we were clear about what we felt, I don't see any more sense in doing it, don't you think?" Despite the shame because he caught you, the situation was comical in itself, so why not respond with the same grace.

He hummed in response and his lips curved into a smile, "You're right, I don't mind you staring at me either, I can find it flattering even, as long as you don't do it in the middle of a fight or you'll be in trouble for being distracted." He continued, earning more laughter from you.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll save my moments of admiring your face for when we're alone, and anyway, even if I'm distracted by your blinding beauty, I know you'll have my back covered." With a playful smile, you gently nudged his arm, which spread his smile.

Moments like this were treasured by both of you, due to your lifestyle, tranquility was something that was in short supply in those days, so being able to enjoy some time alone, without much to worry about other than responding to the other's teasing comments with something equally intelligent and playful, was truly sacred.

But as much as you enjoyed being by his side, under the cover of night and on a calm sea, there was something that flooded your heart since you could notice it, a feeling that was the main motivation for you to stay awake that night.

Cautiously you stood up and put your hands on his shoulders, applying a little pressure to notice how tense his muscles were, a symbol of tiredness and, at the same time, a way to stay awake. He shuddered at the touch, but he let you be, to which you continued to massage his muscles with delicacy and precision, which brought sighs of relief from him.

"You need to rest, you know that?" You whispered as your hands moved almost expertly over his shoulders. Zoro sighed and called your name tiredly, knowing what you were going for, but you interrupted him, "Yes, I know it's your duty to keep an eye out during the night in case something happens, I really appreciate your effort because it's how you protect us, but don't you think it's time for you to take a break?”

Of course he thought about it, more than once since the weight of his sleepless nights and few hours of sleep during the day became more intense, especially when with each hour the night drew closer and, with that, his job as a watchman. But he would never admit his needs, nor would he complain about his role, he should not show that weakness, who would they trust if he weakened with something as simple as guarding?

"It's not that easy, love," his voice, even when raspy and lower with exhaustion, remained soft towards you, without a hint of reprimand.

"I know it’s not, big guy, after all you're the one in charge of protecting us, which is a pretty tough job considering we're trouble magnets sometimes," that comment made him laugh softly, which made you smile wider, he was more relaxed, "but thinking about yourself and your needs from time to time doesn't make you selfish, rather it helps you stay strong, both for yourself and for us, and that's a good thing, right?”

When Zoro did not respond instantly it was because he was meditating on your words, a skill that you could proudly boast of which consisted of making that huge and stubborn man pay attention to you, or at least listen to you, even if your thoughts did not coincide with his at that moment. Maybe it could also be due to the analgesic effect that your massages were having on his body and mind.

"You are always looking out for us, Zo, you are the first to jump into the fight when one of us is in danger and the last to abandon it until you see us all safe. That is admirable, very honorable such a swordsman." Your massages continued at the same time that your words flowed with affection and warmth, wanting to make your intentions clear, "I trust you blindly, if you are in the equation, I know that I will be fine, and for that reason, I want you to be well too and with your needs taken care of.”

Zoro listened to your words, he really listened to them, he let them flood his mind and hug his heart so that the feeling reached his soul. He knew that you cared about him, more than he would have thought anyone could care about him, so it felt comforting and good to have that kind of unconditional love and support. After all, he felt the same way about you, he would give anything to see you safe, happy and at peace.

However, although he wished that he could let himself be carried away by your sweet words, that he could give himself the rest that his body and mind had been crying out for for a long time, within him there was still that sense of honor and savior complex that required him to stay awake and alert, far beyond any shred of basic need that his body demanded of him. If he gave in to his tiredness and something bad happened, if he put the crew at risk, if he put you at risk, he would never be able to forgive himself.

Sensing his hesitation, you stopped massaging his shoulders and instead turned him around so he could look at you. Face to face, you smiled fondly at him and brought your hands to his cheeks, caressing them with your thumbs.

"Nothing will happen if you take this night to rest, you can't lie to me, you know very well that you need it," your voice was like a balm for his insecurities, something that had always managed to calm him, "You are human, my love, an extraordinarily strong and skilled one, but you feel and need like anyone else, and you deserve to rest.”

Zoro watched you in silence, letting your words walk him from head to toe, and he only dedicated himself to admiring you. You were so gentle with him, with so much dedication to giving him that much-needed break, with so much concern for his well-being that you made his heart go crazy and hurt at the same time. What had he done to be in the care of an angel? He had spent much of his existence on the rustic side of life, dedicating himself every day to getting stronger, alone, and now he had someone by his side who would give anything to see him healthy, stable, happy.

He loved your eyes, of course he had rarely said it out loud, but they had a charm that left him breathless, they seemed to shine every time they saw him and that caused a warm feeling in his chest. He used to get lost often, but your eyes were like two lighthouses that guided him to you, every time he looked at them only you and him existed and mattered, and he could never have been more grateful to have that pair of stars in his life.

"Plus, I bet Mihawk takes his breaks from time to time too," your gaze took on a mischievous glint, making him chuckle, "To have gotten to that position, he definitely had to take a break… And drink a lot of wine, but we can skip that last part for now.”

Zoro continued to chuckle as he shook his head, amused by the way you were trying to convince him to go to sleep. Honestly, he admired your persuasion and perseverance, although deep down he also reproached the ease you had in reaching his heart. After a defeated sigh, he closed his eyes and leaned towards you, pressing his forehead to yours as his hands found your waist, which he caressed with his thumbs. You smiled and enjoyed the moment, raising your hands to his hair to caress it.

"You are very persistent, you know that?" He smiled still without opening his eyes, to which you giggled, finding his comment funny.

"I know, if I weren't we wouldn't be here, don't you think? And considering you're as stubborn as a century-old oak, I'd better be.”

Laughing in unison, he pulled you close to him with gentle firmness and brought your lips together, savoring the sensation that washed over him every time he kissed you. If your voice was a balm, your lips were an elixir, more delicious and addictive than any Sake he had ever had in his life, and of which he would never tire of trying. Of course you followed the kiss with all the enthusiasm there was, losing yourself in the moment shared with the man you loved most in the world.

As you separated, Zoro left another short and chaste kiss, somewhat reluctant to having to move away from your lips, which made you smile, and soon you opened your eyes, taking a little more distance between both faces to look at each other better.

"We can't leave the Merry without a watchman and I doubt any of the others will be awake or willing to wake up." He reasoned, although more resigned to the idea of going after his break, which was a good sign.

"I'll stay, and before you protest! You know perfectly well that I'm capable of taking care of myself, the Merry, and you guys, it won't be a problem for me." You assured with a smile, now noticing the indecision in your lover's eyes, worried. Your smile turned into a tenderly one and you leaned towards him to place a kiss on the tip of his nose, "I'll be fine, my dear Zoro, just as you would do anything to keep us safe, I would do anything to make you okay, completely okay.”

And there you were, with that ability to make him fall at your feet with just one look and to feel like a teenager in love just by hearing your voice, by just hearing you call him “my dear.” What had you done to him? It seemed even comical at some point, but love was as mysterious as many of the waters they still had to explore.

With another resigned sigh, which seemed more like a defeated snort, he nodded slowly, finally convinced, "Very well, I will listen to you, but only if you promise that if something happens or you suspect something is off, anything, you will wake me up.”

You nodded, with an inner pride that he easily identified in your eyes by the way that shone. Adorable, he thought, only you could be happy about something as basic as him prioritizing himself over the crew.

"I promise, love, although you'll see that you will have a long, restful sleep until morning." You assured confidently and placed your pinky at the level of his eyes, to which he, after raising one of his eyebrows in surprise and letting out an incredulous chuckle, intertwined his own pinky with yours.

You decided to accompany Zoro to the cabin you shared, both to make sure that he was, in fact, resting, and to keep him company until he fell into the world of dreams that he had not had the luxury of enjoying for a long time. When Zoro was ready and under the covers, you sat next to him on the edge of the bed, gently caressing his strands in a way to make him succumb to sleep more easily.

"It's not fair that you have so much power over me, it's dangerous." He whispered, sleepy and with his eyes closed, which made you smile softly and you leaned down to kiss his forehead.

"I consider it more than fair, big guy, especially since you have the same power over me." With that answer, he grinded, satisfied.

When minutes passed in silence and Zoro's breathing became slower, you assumed that he had finally fallen asleep, and you devoted yourself to watching him, admiring how good he looked. His features and muscles relaxed, his chest rising and falling calmly, his hands extended without being gripped on the handle of a sword. He looked at peace, calm, resting, like he so deserved to be, and like you were always going to want to see him after so much having been together.

About to leave his side to let him sleep and take his position guarding, a whisper of your name made you stop, returning your attention to him.

"Thank you for this, for everything, you don't know how much good you do me." He recited sleepily but sincerely, and when you thought your heart would explode from so much love, he finished: "I love you, baby."

In that moment, your heart accelerated at the same time that your chest warmed, as did your cheeks, trying to process the happiness, tenderness and love that invaded you thanks to such words full of feelings. Oh, you undoubtedly loved that man with every breath that left your lungs and with every beat of your heart, and that would continue to be so as long as life allowed you to.

With one last kiss on his cheek, you whispered, "My pleasure, my love, thank you for staying strong and being here. I love you with all my heart, my guardian."

With your mission accomplished and your heart satisfied, you went to complete your new goal, the smile never leaving your face for what you had just achieved.

A guardian is known for their strength and dedication, able to give their life for those they have sworn to protect, but at the same time now allowing themselves to be guarded. The guardian, in their turn to be cared for, is like an ancient oak that rests among younger trees to recover and renew itself. Without losing their essence as a protector, they accept the support of those around them, trusting that their rest and recovery strengthen their ability to protect in the future.

Because in the end, everyone deserves to be protected as much as they protect, everyone deserves to have someone who cares about their well-being and ensures their safety and stability. Being a guardian does not inhibit you from feeling, from needing, from being vulnerable. They, as well as their protégés, deserve to be valued, remembered and deserving of affection and rest, and that does not take away the weight of their role as protector, much less the greatness of their strength.