#but i really want drug money LOL

[zippers]

i think this is what i'll wear to the paul cauthen concert later this month~!

buy me beer?

[xpennytrickx]

(Not og anon) I agree with separating the art from the artist and pirating music but it seems like you still buy merch/go to shows/like these people genuinely?

well msi has been dead for years so i’m never gonna get to go to one of their shows anyway but i think pete could bring a loaded ak-47 into an all-girls catholic school and go to town and i’d still suck him fat and dirty so when it comes to faII out boy specifically i have to admit that it’s a bit of a moral failing on my part

[strozzaprete]

shoutout to my mom for saying that the most traumatic thing that she ever did to me never happened! loving life right now

[dr-gaytorius]

Have you ever been so angry you can't sleep bc you're thinking about murder and revenge. This is worse than being too horny to sleep. Shaking and crying because how can I make him suffer without it tracing back to me. Things that are normal and regular

[nadvs]

both sinners (part two)

pairing drugdealer! rafe cameron x female reader

rating explicit 18+

content warning drug use

summary as a stripper, you’re well aware that someone you know could walk into the club at any moment. when rafe is your newest customer, you’re actually glad to see a familiar face.

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When Rafe wakes up in his bed, bits and pieces of last night drift into his mind.

He remembers watching you on stage. And touching you while you danced on his lap. And going upstairs with you.

And at the end of it all, asking for your number. But he can’t place if you actually gave it to him.

When he finds your contact info in your phone, he’s relieved. He wants to replay last night. It felt like a dream. He texts you: when are u working next?

You eventually reply: lol you asked me this like ten times last night

Rafe: and whats the answer

You: friday

His lips twist in frustration. He can’t wait that long.

Rafe: are u coming to my party tonight

You: wasn’t planning on it

Rafe: well plan on it

You look down at your phone in amusement. You’d overheard the girls at work talking about this in the dressing room before. Some customers do this - they get infatuated by a stripper, by the fantasy of you being their plaything.

Unless the customer is a creep, going along with it is basically a guarantee of a steady flow of cash from them. The thing is, you don’t really have to play it up. You genuinely had fun with Rafe.

You tease him in your reply, texting: hmm fine i guess.

You’d been at Rafe’s house for parties a few times before, but every time, the vastness and luxury of his home nearly jolts you.

The place is swarming with partygoers, music loud and conversations louder. You’re with your group of close friends, some fellow dancers and some not, as you make your way through the crowded foyer.

When you spot Rafe sitting on a couch, counting and fanning out $20 dollar bills of what you’re sure is his drug money, you let your friends know you’ll find your way back to them.

When you approach him, you put a gentle hand on his shoulder. He looks up, a smile spreading on his face as soon as he realizes it’s you.

“Do I owe you for the bump last night?” you ask him. He stops to think about it.

“Yeah, actually, you do.”

“No problem. I made a lot of cash last night,” you tease. Nearly half a thousand dollars solely from him, to be exact.

He takes your wrist and pulls you down onto his lap. You giggle, placing an arm around his shoulders as he encircles you in his arms, the cash now a bundle in his fist.

He’s so damn possessive. And grabby.

“You’re not paying me back that way,” he murmurs to you. You smirk, looking down at his mouth.

Rafe is already getting hard. The feeling of you on his lap, your ass pressed against his thigh, your short dress, that smile… Fuck.

“Didn’t see that coming,” you say sarcastically.

He cradles your jaw to kiss you. He loves the feeling of claiming you in public like this. There’s something so fucking hot about being the one you’re choosing to be with when so many other men thirst over you.

“What the fuck took you so long to get here?” he rasps.

“Did we make an appointment?” you flirt. He grips your thigh hard, biting his bottom lip.

“Get up,” he says, shuffling beneath you. Excitement tingles through you as he stands and takes your hand to lead you through the groups of rowdy people.

On the way upstairs, a guy stops Rafe asking to buy a gram, but he only pats his shoulder and tells him he’ll find him later. You’re his priority right now.

His bedroom is massive, with floor-to-ceiling windows facing the beach. You can only hear the waves and faint music and your own heartbeat as Rafe shuts the door, making sure to turn the light on.

He’s going to see all of you this time, with no dim club lighting shadowing any part of your body.

He immediately pushes up against you, his groin at your ass.

“Take it off,” he mutters. You’re used to undressing for men, but doing it for Rafe is ecstasy. You can’t wait to feel him inside of you.

You hike up your dress and pull it off to feel his hands on your bare skin immediately. He’s rough as he squeezes your tits and trails a hand down between your legs, pressing his fingers up against you.

“No stupid fucking rules here,” Rafe says.

“Not like you’d follow them.”

He smiles. You’re right. He’s been looking forward to fucking you how he wants you to. The handjob last night was mind-blowing, but he wants you entirely, to absolutely ravage you.

Arousal twists inside you as he rubs the tips of his fingers up and down over your panties.

“Bend over,” he orders. You obey, feeling his hand on the back of your neck, forcing you down. You put your hands on the plush rug.

Your legs are spread and your ass is in the air as he pulls your underwear down to your knees. His hands run over your bare cheeks, then spread you open.

Rafe exhales sharply. You’re fucking perfect. He lowers onto his knees and when you feel his tongue against your cunt, you tremor, almost losing strength in your legs.

“Don’t move,” he says against you. With your hands and feet on the floor, he starts to languidly lap at you. His tongue dips and glides, his breath hot against you with his fingers still digging into your flesh.

You’re dizzy. From the pleasure. From the way your body is bent over. From the ache you feel for him.

One of his hands slides off your ass, and within moments, you feel two of his fingers push into you.

“Shit,” he groans in a whisper. He starts to scissor his fingers, earning moans from you. “You’re so fucking tight. I don’t know if I’ll fit.”

From the way his cock felt in your hands last night, you’re not so sure, either.

“We’ll make you fit,” you say through shallow breaths. Rafe grins to himself. That was the best thing you could’ve said.

You feel him withdraw his fingers. The sound of him unzipping his pants makes you arch your back in anticipation. Big hands push your hips down to guide you onto your knees.

You bite your bottom lip, drunk on the feeling of his fascination with you. He’s going to take you right here on the floor; he couldn’t even wait another few extra seconds to get you on his bed.

Rafe strokes himself, hungrily looking down at your slick core. He pulls out the condom he was keeping in his back pocket specifically for this, opening the package and rolling it on.

You look back once you hear the crinkling of the wrapper.

“They make those in your size?” you purr, stroking his ego. At this point, you’re professionally trained in making men feel good about themselves, but right now, you’re genuinely complimenting him because you want to.

Rafe breathes a chuckle, his hand running up and down your back. He’s never had a girl flatter him like this. He’s not usually rendered speechless, but you have the power to do it to him.

He lines his tip up against you, his groin stiff, avidity consuming him. When he starts to push into you, he feels you tighten around him. He throws his head back with his mouth agape at the feeling of you squeezing him.

“Tell me to stop if I need to,” he says gruffly, slowly sinking in.

“Okay,” you breathe, his hands cupping your hips. The pressure is unreal as he gets deeper, and you feel your body tense.

“Wait,” you say, head hanging. You breathe in and out slowly, feeling his thumbs rubbing over your skin as he waits for you. After a few breaths, you’re ready.

“Okay,” you say. “Keep going.”

He continues to slowly dig into you and once he reaches in to the hilt, his hips against your ass, you wriggle to get used to him.

“Good?” he huffs.

“Yeah,” you say, rocking back. He smirks at the way you’re pushing against him. He pulls back, then drives back into you, pleasure filling him.

His pace quickens and soon he’s slamming into you, the sounds of your wet skin slapping together and your heavy breathing taking over the room.

Rafe feels nothing but pure euphoria as he fucks you, looking down at his cock disappearing into your perfect cunt. Your ass shakes with every thrust, reminding him of how you danced last night, of how he wants to keep coming to the club to watch the way you own the stage and writhe on that damn pole.

He cums in hard, long pulses, his fingers digging into your hips so hard that it hurts. Once he’s done, he watches the way your dripping cunt slowly wanes after being stretched out by him.

You turn to look at Rafe as he stands and pulls off the condom, his load pooled at the end of it. He is absolutely disheveled. His hair is a mess and sweat sheens his forehead.

“Get on the bed,” he says through heavy breaths.

You go to lie down on his plush sheets while he gets rid of the condom, and when he comes back, he lies on his front and immediately dips his head between your legs.

You arch your back and breathe out a sigh of surprise. He actually wants to make you cum, instead of only chasing his pleasure. You’re glad he’s not as selfish as his ego makes him out to be.

You dig your fingers into his soft hair as he runs his tongue up your middle. When he starts to flick it over your clit, he looks up to make eye contact with you.

The way your lips part and your brows furrow in pleasure is so fucking pretty to him.

You’re on fire as he licks and sucks, his hands resting on your inner thighs to keep your legs spread wide.

“You taste so fucking good,” he rasps.

“Yeah?” you moan, feeling like you’re withering beneath him.

“I’m the only guy you’re seeing, right?” he says, hopeful, already angry at the mere idea of you fucking around with other men.

“Right,” you say. He nods and continues to work his mouth on you, his jaw getting sore, until an orgasm rolls through you.

When Rafe watches the way you tremble and hears the way you whimper, he decides he wants to make you cum whenever he gets a chance to simply so he can watch you do this.

As you come down from your peak, Rafe takes out his wallet and drops a few $100 bills on the bed beside you.

“You don’t have to pay me,” you impulsively say. Damn. It might be stupid to turn down any money he’s willing to give you.

“I want to,” Rafe says to your relief. Maybe you’ll get used to his money, he hopes. It’ll keep you around.

He looks down at your naked body with a satisfied grin. He always thought you were hot when he saw you at parties, but had he known fucking you would be like this, he would have made a move a long time ago.

Or he’d have gone into that strip club much sooner.

He waits for you to get dressed before you head downstairs together. He continues to party and sell coke, not letting you leave his sight.

The following Friday night, you sit in the club dressing room, putting the finishing touches on your makeup before your shift.

When you step out onto the stage, you can’t see the audience clearly, but you know Rafe is watching. He told you he would be.

Rafe sits near the back, sipping a drink, watching you in amazement. You’re in a flimsy, sheer pink dress. It’s hiding absolutely nothing. He can’t believe he gets to fuck you.

This is a new, conflicting sensation. He likes that so many men want you and only he gets the satisfaction of being inside you, but so many eyes on you makes him jealous at the same time, like these strangers even imaging fucking you is too much.

Maybe he can’t take this like he thought he could.

He watches you writhe and grind and twist on the pole, his dick hardening. He’s definitely fucking you after you clock out.

When you saunter off the stage towards a booth of older men, something ugly twists in his stomach.

This was inevitable. This is your job. You’re going to dance on other guys. Of course you are. But nothing he tells himself makes it better.

Rafe can’t look away, even though he should.

You smile at the stranger, your hands on his shoulders as you say something to him. He watches the man dip a bill into your bra strap.

Rafe takes another swig from his glass, the alcohol cold in his mouth.

When he sees the man reach to squeeze your chest and you swat him away, rage consumes him. He stands up quickly, still trying to somehow restrain himself, knowing you probably deal with this shit all the time.

But the man tries to grab you again.

And that’s fucking it.

Rafe rushes to the booth and grabs the motherfucker by the collar, his fist meeting his jaw hard.

(part three)

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[perpetualcosmos]

Astrology insights on Health & More! Pt. 2

*Please Note these are all my personal observations and research, not yet from a professional opinion!*

---> Body part ruled by Taurus is... Neck, shoulders, ears and throat! Now, What it means is that these natives usually have wide, elegant necks, shoulders and even jawlines depending on where they have their Taurus placements. Ex: Personally seen that natives which have Taurus in either 3rd house, in mercury or Venus conjunct mercury in, 2nd house placements, 3rd house placement and basically mercury placements indicating that these natives have a deep voice.

---> Taurus placements (Specially in conjunction, sextile or trine) always carry an energy of elegance. These natives always have a way with their voice, their body and their posture that draws people in. A pull, sensual and hypnotizing.

---> Prone to be interested in Art, Design, Photography, cinematography, music, dancing, etc., in it's most Venusian form, Taurus natives are hard working... when they want to be, otherwise you cannot pull them for anything to do. They have their priorities straight and keep clear of what doesn't suit them. But the tendency to overindulgence in things like food, sex, drugs, money, etc. Is highly prominent.

---> Really, Financial freedom isn't everything, and so isn't pleasure. A thing I have always noticed with Taurus natives is that they might be inclined to aroma and massages, a good way for these natives to decompress is maybe having a self care day with going to the spa, taking care of your hair, going for aromatherapy, going for shopping and indulging in things which make them feel safe.

---> Security & stability is extremely important to Taurus placements/2nd House placements/Taurus degrees holders (2°,14°,26°). But because of their nature, these natives tend to only focus on financial stability, often forgetting emotional investment is just as important. Signs in the body could be stiff shoulders, a blocked throat, always being told they don't "listen", not being able to take a proper break, mood swings, etc. Extremely prominent when these placements in a person's chart are underdeveloped.

---> Taurus placement carry similarities with their sister sign, Scropio, such as:

• Control - a major theme for both signs in opposite sectors, for Taurus natives, it's mostly money and finance. On the other hand, emotional and sensual control is for Scorpio natives.

• Obsession - as mentioned above, in the sectors.

• Pleasure - Both appreciate Pleasure, for Scorpio placements it's intimate, powerful, a connection and always transformative -- it's in the emotional. For Taurus placements, it's imagination, realistic and 3D focused -- it's in the material.

Ex: Adele with a Taurus Sun in 11th house at 15° (cancer degree)! Should I be even shocked that she is a singer, known for her voice and beauty everywhere? Absolutely not lol. Supporting this, is her Mercury in Gemini in the 12th house at 0° (I can't make this up). She is someone who is known for her music all over the world, carrying so much of her emotions and her ability to reach high notes. She definitely has a beautiful neck and shoulders, with her being very expressive about what she wants through art (which in her case, is music!). Another example is of Keira Knightley with a Taurus moon. Definitely something who carries a strong Jaw and bone structure, along with again wide shoulders and great posture. Her energy also draws in people on the stage, you can't help falling in love with how dedicatedly she carries her with her Moon conjunct Mars in Taurus. No wonder she is so dedicated to her Art (here it's acting). A beautiful thing about Taurus moons is when they find something that they are extremely passionate about, no one can stop them from achieving their goals and giving their best. Especially when they love their work, it shows Everywhere.

Other examples are Zendaya, Nick Jonas, Lindsay Lohan, Donald Grover, Channing Tatum, Miley Cyrus, Gigi Hadid, Robert Pattinson and more.

Source: Pinterest

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A/N: Thank you for checking this post out and omg thank you for the likes and follows 🥹🫶

*I am so grateful for all of you, thank you for your support. I wasn't sure if I should do this but because of you... I am here. Thank you. And I just want to say if no one has told you lately... I am proud of you, you are trying so hard, even if it's just you being alive. Thank you, I am grateful you are here to read this.*

With love & grace 🥹✨

[suiana]

There is so less content about yandere naga ...only you can fulfill that place.

Oh lord , please provide us with some yandere naga hcs..

❤️❤️(I love your writing btw)

I used to have this naga obsession phase yk HAHAHA, this brings me back lol

✎ yandere! naga headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― obsessiveness, possesiveness, manipulation, nsfw, brief pregnancy mentions etc.

(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! naga who was brought into the zoo after being captured by researchers. obviously becoming the next star of the local zoo, and the whole world. where else would you find a creature as special as him?

✎ yandere! naga who was hostile to everyone at first, especially you, his caretaker. go away! you took him away from his home and now you're making him into some sort of... show?! exhibition?!

✎ yandere! naga who bites and hisses at you. his bites towards you are especially painful. you must've laced that food with posion! poison to make him weaker! poison to make him a better exhibition!

✎ yandere! naga who hesitantly warms up to you after you show him that you're genuine in helping him and that you are on his side. oh...so you weren't trying to drug him?

✎ yandere! naga who grows possesive over you. his beautiful caretaker! the only one who is on his side! he needs to care for you just as you care for him! he also starts loving you once you show him your house keeping skills. his exhibition is really tidy.

✎ yandere! naga who is a super intelligent being, using his intelligence to manipulate you into loving him. what do you mean it's wrong to fall in love with something you're caring for? love is love <3

✎ yandere! naga who convinces the directors to start a breeding programme with him and you. I mean, it'll bring in good money, that's for sure. of course the directors would agree!

✎ yandere! naga who consoles you once you've lost your zoo caretaker job. aw baby... don't worry! you'll be getting a job in a rather... special programme soon!

✎ yandere! naga who has his first heat in the zoo with you. he wouldn't want to have it any other way <3 you look so beautiful like this under him <3 his beautiful caretaker, his mate ♡

✎ yandere! naga who always releases his seed in you. it doesn't matter what your gender is, his seed is special so it'll make you pregnant no matter what <3 oh, you'll look so adorable waddling around, tummy full with his children!! mpreg moment HAHAHAH

✎ yandere! naga who doesn't let anyone other than him come near you anymore once you're pregnant. his possesiveness comes into high play as his primal instincts kick in. everyone is trying to harm his mate! his mate!

✎ yandere! naga who doesn't care about being a zoo exhibition anymore. nothing else matters anymore. only you do. only you and him, in your tiny world, protected from everyone else <3 oh, he's excited for when your little cubs are finally birthed! they'll look absolutely adorable, just like you :)

✎ "my beloved mate~ how are you feeling today? c'mere, I'll talk to you about how I used to live before meeting you <3"

[bree-cheesy]

His Favorite Girl

Eddie Munson! x fem!reader

Part 2 Part 3

A/N: I know, it’s been a minute, I’m sorry (not really). Haven’t been super motivated to write so hopefully this redeems me a little. I wanted to write something along the lines of Drug Dealer Eddie and innocent-ish reader being his favorite client. I tried to make it filthy to make up for not giving you guys any fics for a minute so please forgive me! It is a bit short, but I’m not sorry lol. I hope y’all think it’s good!!

Credit to @eddiemunsonsource​ for the gif!

Warnings: SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI OR I WILL MELT YOUR FACES. Sort of maybe friends to lovers. Porn with a little plot. (kissing, dirty talk, rough!eddie, fingering, oral (f and m receiving), face fucking, slight mean Eddie (calls you a slut once), cock drunk reader, choking, rough p in v, bruises formed, (but good ones if you know what I mean) some aftercare), cuddling at the end, language, drug dealing. No use of Y/N. I think that’s it, let me know if I missed anything.

Word Count: 1668

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“That’s it, baby…. Just like that, fuck!” Eddie groaned and moaned as your mouth wrapped tight around his cock, sucking him for all he was worth. Lip gloss sliding up and down his shaft. His hand gripping your hair in a tight fist, his head thrown back with his jaw hung open and slack.

---2 hours earlier---

You were Eddie’s favorite buyer. He always gave you a discount and even sometimes gave you it for free. You noticed he’d always give it to you for free if you wore that skirt that made him need to jerk off every time you left his trailer. Tonight was no different at the start. Wearing that little skirt, prancing up to his doorstep, sliding on some more “Bomb Cherry” lip gloss you bought at the mall a few days ago. Knocking you heard a few curses muffled behind the door before it swung open and Eddie was in front of you, holding onto the door frame with a white knuckle grip. He looked sweaty and tense. “Hey, sweetheart. Y-You’re early!”

You smiled up at him, eyes beaming. “Yup! I have a date with Jason tonight and he wants to smoke with me, so I wanted it early.” Eddie couldn’t stop that sinking feeling, but kept a smile on his face.

“Of course,” He opened the door for you to come in. “Come on in.”

He shut the door when you got inside and disappeared down the main hallway. “Should’ve given me some notice, sweetheart. Probably would’ve been a bit more prepared.” He came back into sight with a small plastic baggie.

Eyeing the bag you noticed it was more than usual. “Eddie, that’s too much.” You scrambled for your money in your small coin purse. “I-I only brought a 20… That’s not enough for that.” You looked up at the pretty boy standing tall over you, teeth pressed into your lip.

“Babe, you know you don’t need to pay. Don’t even worry.” He winked at you. “Think of it as a gift for being such a loyal customer.”

You shook your head and dug around for more money. “N-No, I can’t… You’d be losing out on money…” Managing to find another 20, you grabbed his hand and thrusted the two bills into his palm. He rolled his eyes and stuffed the bills in the collar of your tank top.

“Sweetheart, I have half the high school buying from me. I raise prices for them because they’re desperate.” He ran his fingers up the side of your neck, causing chills to go up your body, his thumb lightly rubbing against your jaw. “I promise, giving you free weed is not hurting my business.”

You pouted, opening your mouth to argue, but you gasped softly when he pushed his thumb past your lips, making you shut up. He looked down at you with a hunger you hadn’t seen from him before. It made your knees weak and you almost had to grab onto him for balance.

“But, if you’re so desperate to pay for it, you can do something for me…. Only if you want to of course.” He leaned close to you, pressing you up against him. “Ditch Carver and stay here.” You whimpered and he smiled at you as he felt your tongue press up against his thumb. “Ditch the Jock and stay here so I can show you how you deserve to be treated. You come here in this tight little skirt and it takes so much in me to not bend you over the table and fuck you stupid.” He takes his thumb out of your mouth and drops that hand to the back of your thigh.

“Eddie… please…” You whined softly and pressed more against him.

“Please what, baby?” He leaned in and ran his nose up your neck, starting to guide you to the wall.

“Touch me…” Your voice was a whisper and the words barely came out before he shoved his hand up your skirt and dragged your now soaked panties down your legs just enough to slip his fingers between your folds.

“Fuck, baby… So goddamn wet for me.” His middle finger was at your clit in seconds and you whimpered, falling into his chest as he rubbed it gently. You kissed his neck, sucking softly, wanting to mark him up.

He picked you up and carried you down the hallway towards his room, throwing you on the bed and stripping you of your clothes before he swiped his band t-shirt off. You bit your lip and looked at his inked up chest as he admired your body. Soft skin under his fingers. His thumb running over the small heart stick and poke tattoo on your hip. He grabbed your ankles, roughly pulling you towards him and he dropped to his knees between your legs. Gasping, you instantly grab onto his shoulder, feeling slightly dizzy with pleasure. He kissed softly up your thigh and suddenly bit down, making you squeal and tighten your grip on his shoulders.

“God, you smell so fucking good. Wanna bottle it up and wear it as cologne.” You didn’t get a chance to think before his mouth was fastened to your clit. You cried out and grabbed onto his hair, moaning and bucking into his mouth. He grunted and held onto your thighs with an iron grip that will no doubt leave some bruises. Bruises you’d wear proudly. “So fucking good, baby… So much better than I imagined…”

You looked down at him with a grin, a sudden ego boost flooding your brain. “Y-You’ve imagined this?” Still a little breathless from the nonstop abuse to your pussy by his mouth. He nodded and swirled his tongue around your clit.

“Of course, sweetheart. How could I not. S’fucking pretty everytime you come here. Wanna make you mine, baby…” You moaned at his words and licked your lips. He slipped a finger inside you and curled it just enough to hit that spot that made you melt under his hands. Those big hands you’d imagined wrapped around your throat every night.

“I-I’m yours, Eddie… Promise.” You gasped and felt another finger go inside you. He grinded against his face, the feeling of your orgasm getting so close. Just as you were about to, he stopped and kissed up your body. You whined and he kissed your neck. “Eddie…. Come on, I was so close…”

“I know, baby, but when you cum, it’s gonna be on my cock.” He kissed you hungrily, commanding your lips. You kissed him back and wrapped your legs around his waist. He pulled back and wrapped his hand around your throat before pulling his pants and boxers off. You whined and reached out for his cock, your mouth watering with a sudden need for it. He chuckled and let you up. Your lips instantly attached to it and he groaned, fisting his hand tight in your hair.

“S’it, baby… Just like that, fuck!” He threw his head back as you took him in all the way and gagged on him. He thrusted his hips against your mouth and you moaned around him. Tears filled your eyes from his tip poking the back of your throat and they streamed down your face. He lightly slapped your face and held onto your head with both hands before roughly fucking your face. God, you were in heaven. The need to please Eddie filled your every thought. “Such a good little slut for me. Yeah? You like my cock deep in your throat? F-Fuck…!” He pulled out, letting you get a gasp of air before going right back in. You tapped his thigh a few times, signaling him to stop. He pulled out. “Are you okay?” Sudden worry filled his eyes.

You nodded and laid back on the bed, sniffling softly. “Yeah. I just need you inside me, now…” Whining softly you spread your legs wide for him.

He bit his lip and looked around for a condom before pulling it on. “Fuck, my favorite girl ruined under me… Never thought I’d see this outside my dreams.” He grabbed your neck again and you smiled, loving the feeling of his rings digging into the sensitive skin on your neck. Another bruise you’d wear with pride. “Gonna go in sweetheart, M’kay?” You nodded and he slowly slid inside you, groaning at how tight you were wrapped around him. You moaned and squeezed your eyes shut, getting used to how big he was inside you. He started to thrust in and out, slowly at first, letting you get used to him. After a minute or two, he went fast and rough, wanting to ruin your pussy for every other man. He grunted and groaned, still holding onto your neck. You reached up and dug your nails into his back, no doubt scratching it up. “Mine. You’re mine, now, baby. All mine…! Fuck!” He let go of your neck and leaned his head down, sucking hard on your nipples while fucking you harder.

“Eddie! M’gonna c-cum!” You cried out and came hard around his cock, squirting out as he kept rubbing your clit. You sobbed in pleasure and buried your face in his neck. He groaned and came inside you after a few quick thrusts. You both breathed heavily and he gently pulled out of you, making you hiss at the empty feeling. He threw the condom away and came back to your limp figure on the bed with a wet washcloth to clean you up. He rubbed at your hips.

“Sorry baby, got a little carried away.” He eyed your neck, the red spot forming a bruise matching the ones on your hips. You shook your head and sipped the cold water he gave you.

“S’okay, I like them…” Your voice was scratchy and he smiled at you, kissing you once on the lips before getting in bed with you. You snuggled up to him and shortly fell asleep before he could say anything else.

[fatkish]

I found this post you made and idk how old it is but it was about writing stories to heal inner child to give readers someone who stepped up for them as a kid since they didn’t have someone… idk if ur still taking requests for that, but if you are, any chance you could write smthing related to saving a kid from sex trafficking? Specifically where it was perpetuated by the parents if that makes sense?? Idk. I want Aizawa to come get me outta there lol(I’m okay now). Maybe he was undercover or smthing for a bigger operation and came in contact with.. that. Thanks for reading my whole request ^^;;

Aizawa x SA Victim Child Reader

TRIGGER WARNING: please be aware that the following content contains allusions to rape, the sexual exploitation and abuse of minors as well as unwanted sexual advances. Please be warned

Aizawa goes undercover disguised as a potential buyer for an illegal quirk boosting drug that the reader’s parents are selling and finds readers parents offering reader to buyers as well.

Reader is 12 and still hasn’t developed a quirk yet. They are a late bloomer and their parents decided that their kid needed to ‘help out the family’ since they haven’t developed a quirk

Reader is forced to take lessons on ‘dancing’ in order to entertain the clients. The reader’s parents have made them believe that they are not worth saving and that heroes will treat them like a villain because what they’re doing is wrong and because their parents are ‘evil’

Aizawa was back in his underground days and came upon the house acting as a corrupt hero. He had found an actual corrupt hero who used the drugs and knew about the kid. Aizawa followed the hero and was talking to the parents when they offered the reader to him.

Aizawa, not believing this, actually went to the room and paid the parents before going in alone.

The reader’s parents don’t really care how long people are along with the reader, as long as they pay them good money. The father’s quirk allows him to distort electrical circuits and signals rendering any device that investigators might use to capture evidence of their deeds, to be useless.

Once alone with the reader, Aizawa was revolted by the way the reader was sexualized by their own parents. He talked to the reader and it took some convincing but he eventually gave the reader a phone that they could use to gather evidence from the inside.

After Aizawa left, because there wasn’t anything he could do at that exact moment that wouldn’t make things worse for the reader, he informed the police as well as the other heroes he was working with about the situation and within the next three days, they had all the information they needed in order to get a search warrant and arrest the parents

Aizawa was the one who was in charge of the kid. It was during the raid that the reader’s quirk finally manifested.

Their quirk allows them to build up and store massive amounts of electrical energy and basically turn their body into electrical energy as well as manipulate it. The reader can travel through electrical circuits like landline phones and computers. They can create a force field of electrical energy that fries anything within it as well as control electricity and shape it.

The reader was being ‘used’ by a rather violent man who was being far rougher than anyone had ever been before. It was during all the stress and anxiety that the reader finally had enough. When Aizawa busted the door down he saw the man had been electrocuted to death and had electrical burns all over him.

Aizawa realizes the severity of the situation and instead of using his quirk he decided to have the reader try to control their ability themselves. Aizawa gently removed his goggles and slowly approached the hyperventilating child. He gently talked to them, speaking in a soft voice, he told them that it was over. That their parents have been arrested and that they will never have to deal with this kind of treatment ever again.

The reader obviously wasn’t comfortable with touching others and Aizawa understood that. Aizawa had given the reader the space they needed and made sure to always be within the reader’s sight and also made sure that anyone who had to be near the reader, followed the reader’s directions.

If they didn’t want to be touched, Aizawa made sure they wouldn’t be. If the reader was uncomfortable, Aizawa made sure that whatever was causing it was dealt with. For the first time ever, the reader actually saw and believed that someone was willing to protect them and after a few months the reader was finally comfortable with sleeping in the same room as Aizawa.

The doctors and nurses were worried about the reader since they refused to be touched and would use their quirk to defend themselves. It was only after Aizawa was able to gain the reader’s trust that the doctors had Aizawa be their proxy and do the tests needed. With every test that Aizawa had to do, he would explain in detail what he would be doing, why he was doing it and made sure that the reader felt comfortable and safe, making sure that they understood that they had to give consent before anything would be done.

Eventually a therapist and counselor where provided to the reader to help them deal with the trauma from their experiences. The reader wouldn’t really talk to anyone besides Aizawa

Seeing this the courts as well as the reader’s doctors suggested that Aizawa become the reader’s legal guardian

Aizawa adopted the reader and had Hizashi introduce himself to the reader. After that, the two of them decided to take the reader shopping since this was more of Hizashi’s area of expertise rather than Aizawa’s. They bought clothes for the reader, toys, books, electronics, snacks, toiletries, bedding, furniture, etc.

Once they got to Aizawa’s house, they helped the reader get everything inside and showed the reader their own rood with an attached bathroom. The reader even had a lock on their door that they could control from their side. Aizawa even helped the reader instal one of those chain locks on their door

It took a lot of time but eventually the reader began to trust Hizashi too. Eventually one day the reader had fallen asleep on the couch next to Aizawa. Aizawa was so touched and smiled softly. He made himself, as well as the reader, a promise, he would do whatever it took to keep them safe and make sure that they were happy and felt loved and cared for

(I hope this helps you and that you enjoyed this. I hope that your inner child finds some peace with this and that this helps them heal.)

[justmeinadaze]

I Have Nothing (If I Don't Have You) (Steddie X You)

A/N: Like I said last week, I was watching the music video for "Queen of the Night" by Whitney Houston from the soundtrack of this movie and it gave me this Steddie idea.

I have a few ideas I can take this! I seriously love protective Steddie. Probably something to do with my PTSD and need to feel safe lol Anyway... I hope you enjoy it! I dedicate this to @unfocused81 <3

Warnings: No smut (yet😈) but angst for sure. Security Steddie and Singer female reader. It is mentioned that Y/N does drink excessively and do drugs. Her boyfriend is a douchebag and assaults her (mentions of smacking and grabbing her, yelling at her, and calling her names) that results in Steddie intervening. There is also a bit of a riot at one of shows that they protect her from (kind of like that scene in the movie where people jump on stage and chaos ensues).

I wouldn't really call this dark themes but reader definitely has some things going on and is struggling a lot right now.

Work count: 5906

“What kind of security work have you guys done before?” 

Your manager leans against the outside of his desk as he continues to scan through the messages on his phone.

“Oh, um, we’ve done a lot before for the bar in our town and most recently a rock band in—”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”, the manager cuts Steve off as he speaks. “That’s all well and good. Look, I’m going to level with you. This is essentially expensive babysitting. Y/N is a handful. Our last security detail quit when her last party at her house caused a riot in the streets of LA.”

“A riot?”, Eddie turned to his friend and raised an eyebrow inquisitively. 

The guy sets his phone down, sighing with impatience. “Yes. Obviously, you two don’t read or watch the news…which is good. Saves me the headache. Now, do you want the job or not?”

Both boys glance at each other before looking towards the man again. “Um, yeah sure. I mean it pays, right?”

“That’s the spirit. Ok, she’s at the studio downstairs right now recording…or at least that’s what she’s supposed to be doing. Go introduce yourselves. Glad to have you aboard.”, he rolls his eyes as he shoos them out of his office.

“Steve are you sure about this?”, Eddie asks as they head for the elevator. 

“Yeah. Come on, Munson. This is our ticket to high-rate clients and more money! We can handle one little girl.”

As soon as they get off on the right floor, they are met with extremely loud music and giggles from the studio room. A tall, lanky kid leans back in his chair extending his hand to greet both boys. 

“Hey, are ya’ll the security? I’m Devon. She’s in there ‘getting inspired’.” Their eyes follow his finger as he points behind the glass where you and some of your friends were strewn around the floor. “Good luck, gentlemen.”, he sings. 

Both men carefully tip toe around arms and legs to find you with your eyes closed, a half smirk painted across your lips. 

“Uh, Miss Y/L/N? I’m Steve Harrington and this is Eddie Munson. We’re your new personal security guards.”

“Hmm…sounds sexy.”, you slur. Your glassy, drug fueled eyes look up to meet theirs. “At least Jack hired some good-looking ones this time. Who is who?”

“Maybe, if you stood up and actually greeted us, you would have heard who is who the first time.”, Eddie chided. 

Your eyes fully open as your head tilts in his direction. No one ever had the balls to scold you like that since you became famous. It was usually “Yes ma’am” this or “Anything you want, ma’am. We’ll make it happen.”. Rising to your feet, you fully take them in through your haze. 

They both were attractive especially with that air of confidence you hadn’t seen in a long time. Your current boyfriend was cocky but definitely not confident. Everyone else around you seemed so fucking timid and you hated it. 

“Eddie. Steve.”, Steve repeated, pointed to his friend then himself. 

He was dressed head to toe in what you would call “conventional” clothes; nothing designer or anything to make him stand out. You could tell under the button up white, short sleeve shirt that he did have muscles that could protect you physically if need be. The jeans and sneakers he donned didn’t give you any new information that could tell you something about him except he probably didn’t make a whole lot of money. 

Eddie was more or less the same with a much more grunge fashion sense that, to you, he pulled off well. You pointed to his Metallica t-shirt with your finger. 

“My music isn’t like theirs. It might make your ears bleed.”

“As long as I can still see you and see you’re safe, I think I’ll survive.”

He’s quick witted. I like that…

“Ok. We’ll give it a try. Tomorrow, you’ll meet me at my house and I can tell you more about what you’ll be doing.”

***

“Steven Harrington, have you read half this stuff?”, Eddie sighs as he leans forward and places his elbows on his knees as he points at things on his laptop.

“She’s been arrested twice; once for possession and another for disorderly conduct where she was found having sex with someone while she was drunk in public. The cops have been called to her house multiple times due to, honestly, take your fucking pick. Her boyfriend was arrested just last week for sucker punching one of her fans for ‘getting too close’. How are we supposed to protect someone who invites all this chaos into her life.”

“I don’t know, Ed. The same way you protect anyone I guess.”, Steve leans back on the couch as he takes a sip from his bottle of beer. “Again, this is just a steppingstone. I’m sure after a few months of handling her, any number of high value agencies will want to hire us. WHICH MEANS…”, he glances towards Eddie. “…you need to control your Dom voice.”

The metalhead chuckles as he leans back as well. “It’s going to be hard with a fucking brat like her. Dude, she didn’t even have the common courtesy to say hello.”

“I know… I know… but just, try. For me?”

#########

It takes you awhile to open the door when they knock but when you finally do, you look completely hung over. 

“Yeah, come…come in. Do you want something to drink? Jack? Vodka? I have them all.”

“It’s 10am.”, Steve responds as he looks at his watch. 

You raise an eyebrow at him before heading for the kitchen and grabbing the whole bottle of Jack Daniels. “If you’re boring, Eddie. Just say that.”

“Steve. I’m Steve.”

“Right now, I don’t care—”

“We can tell.”, Eddie growls.

You blink as you look up at him. You’ve never wanted to toy with a man so bad in your life. He wasn’t even trying to hide that your disrespect was bothering him and honestly you couldn’t get enough. 

“I’m sorry, gentlemen. I don’t do mornings. Unfortunately, my manager insists on scheduling interviews for me that require me to up at this ungodly hour.” They watch you as you slump onto the couch and throw your arm over your eyes. “So, how much did Jack tell you?”

“Uh, just the basics. We watch out for you.”

“Good. It’s just following me around and making sure I don’t get swarmed or murdered. I’ll give you guys a key to my house before you leave today and when I stay at hotels I’ll do the same. You’ll most likely be staying in the same room as me anyway so…”

The sound of banging on your front door makes you cringe. “I guess I’ll get it.”, Eddie sighs as Steve’s eyes follow him. “Your makeup people are here, your highness.”

A big grin spreads across your face as you turn your head to look over at them. “I like him. Steven, you need to start stepping it up or he’ll become my favorite.”

The metalhead lazily glances towards his friend with playful wide eyes. “Well, lucky me.”

***

As snotty as your attitude was, they couldn’t deny how beautiful you were especially after your prep team was done putting you together. The makeup hid all damage you had done to yourself the night before and the outfit they had you in sexily showed off all your curves. Your eyes shifted to them, watching them as they looked around.

“No one is going to shoot me in here, boys.”

“Hm. You never know.”, Eddie exhales as he points to things. “Someone could come in through that back door behind you or because no one checks any of these people’s IDs, someone could sneak in pretending to be a hair stylist and take you out like that.”, he snaps his fingers. 

“Bags that hold all the beauty and camera equipment are big enough to hold even a rifle let alone a handgun. That’s implying someone would want to shoot you instead of stabbing or blowing you up.”, Steve followed. 

“Wow. Just charming.”

“It’s our job, Miss Y/L/N.”

“I think due to the circumstances you can call me Y/N.”, you grin. 

The producer gets your attention, walking you through the questions that would be asked and how the interview would go. The boys watched you in amazement as your personality practically changed when the camera went live. No one would ever be able to tell what you did behind the scenes or any other narrative then the one you provided. 

An hour later and after many questions, the interview ended and your face fell. 

“God, I need a drink.”

“Can we at least go over the tour first?”, your manager whined. 

“Baby!”

You excitedly got up and ran to your boyfriend’s arms. “Simon!”

Everyone in the room cringed at the heavy smacking sounds that left you two as he continued to sloppily kiss your lips. 

“Who are the new guys?”

“Babe, these are the new security guys. This is Eddie and Steve.”

They stand up to shake his hand but as Steve extends his palm the man looks down at it like the gesture was beneath him. “Yeah, listen boys, hands off, okay? She’s mine.”, you giggle as he slaps your ass.

“Come on, baby. I got a surprise for you.” You squeal as he lifts you over his shoulder and carries you towards your bedroom. 

“Y/N! We still have things to go over!”, Jack shouts as the door closes loudly. 

#########

“I want to go home, Steven. It’s 2am and they’ve been fucking in there all god damn day. At this point we shouldn’t have a client anymore because he killed her by not giving her any food or fucking water. It definitely won’t be due to her climaxing because I haven’t heard that happen yet.”

“We can’t leave until he does.”, Steve sighs. “Or she dismisses us for the evening.”

As if on cue, Simon saunters past them into the kitchen, casually opening your fridge, and begins chugging from a jug of orange juice. “Um, I’m pretty sure you two can leave. She’s not even here.”

“What?!”

“Yeah, I’m assuming she climbed out the window after I crashed. She does that to escape the security teams. It’s kind of a rite of passage honestly.”

“Where would she go?”, Eddie growls. 

“Um, there’s a bar about a mile up the road. She likes to walk there for some reason.”

***

“So, pretty lady. Do you want to come back to my place tonight?”

“Ugh, no. Get off me. I just want to drink in peace.”

“Oh, come on, honey.”, the man slurred. 

“Hey! The lady said no.”, Steve’s voice echoed through the bar as he starred the man down. “Leave. Now.”

The patron held up his hands defensively, staggering back towards his table. 

“Come on, Y/N. Time for you to go home.”, Eddie motioned for the bartender to stop serving you as the other boy reached into your purse to pay him. 

“You’re my security. Not my fucking dad. I can stay here and drink if I want.”

“You’re at a bar in a nightie, shorts, and flip flops at 2 in the morning. It’s a safety concern.”

“Oh shit.”, you giggle. “I am in my nightie.” Steve roughly grips your arm and tugs you out the door towards his car. “Let me go, you fucking dick.”

A switch flips in the man’s brain; he can’t help it. For the past couple of days, he’s tolerated your disrespect but like Eddie, he hated it. They both could handle a lot but you were pushing them too far. Still holding onto your wrist, he twirls you towards the vehicle till your back hits the door. 

“Now, listen here because I’m only going to say this once. We’ve handled the tone and the blatant disregard for what we do but it ends now. Our job is to keep you safe not fucking babysit some spoiled, rich washed-up singer. This is the last time you pull a stunt like this; do you understand me?” 

Steve’s body was so close to yours you could feel his angry breath fanning your face. It had been ages since someone put you in your place like this and you’d be lying if you didn’t say you were a bit turned on. A new feeling washed over you though as your eyes scanned his face. For the first time since you entered this industry, you actually felt safe. 

They weren’t afraid to be blunt with you which compared to everyone else in your life was a nice reprieve. You knew 90% of the people in your life, given the chance, would sell you out in a heartbeat but would still stand there and tell you how perfect you were. 

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” Eddie’s voice startled you, completely unaware he was standing beside you with his hands in his pockets, glaring down at you with those same angry eyes. 

“Yes, I understand.”

“Good. Now get in the car.” 

#############

That following morning, they half expected to be fired but were surprised when you opened the front door as soon as they knocked. 

“We have to go to the studio first and then I have to get ready for the gig tonight.”, you mumbled as you swished around them, trying to get in the backseat of his car to no avail. “Can you open the door…please?”

Eddie caught it in your tone first…something wasn’t right and it had nothing to do with them. 

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Can we just…”, you gesture towards the car.

“HEY! When you get back tonight make sure it’s with a better fucking attitude!”, Simon yells from your front door. 

“Well maybe I won’t come back, you free loading mama’s boy!”

“Stupid bitch should learn how to talk to a man.”, he muttered under his breath as he slammed the door shut.

Steve and Eddie exchange a look before the metalhead speaks to you. “Is that something we need to handle?”

“No. He’s just being a fucking prick.”

He opens your door and you slowly slide in before both men do the same. As the car begins to move, Steve keeps checking on you in his rearview mirror. Your sunglass covered eyes remain focused on the window as you stare out into the California streets. 

“I’m sorry about yesterday. About leaving and keeping you guys out late when you didn’t have to. Simon just pissed me off and…”

“Does he talk to you like that often?”

“No. Sometimes he’s an asshole.” You flash them a sassy smirk that grows when you see Eddie try and hide his own at your sarcasm. “He’s just…hot headed, you know? He’s been through a lot.”

“And you haven’t?”

Your eyes swivel to Steve before glancing down at your hands. “Nothing I can’t handle.”

“He shouldn’t be talking to you like that, Y/N.”

“Yeah, well, neither should I so…”

“Just because you have an attitude doesn’t mean you deserve to be treated like trash. Maybe you just need someone stronger who can handle it and not take it personally.”

“Oh? And who would that be, Steve? You?”

“Aw, Munson, that’s cute. She thinks we can’t handle her.”

“Y/N, sweetheart, we’ve dealt with worse than you.”, he smiles as he turns around in his seat. “It’s you that can’t handle us. Thankfully though we aren’t in a relationship so we’ll never get to find out.”

“I never say never, gentlemen.”

****

After going over the tour dates, everything you would be doing, and everything you need, your next stop was the venue you would be performing at tonight. 

Eddie cringed as the feedback of the mic echoed around the building.

“Hey! Try plugging it into the correct port!” The young man shrugged his shoulders causing the metalhead to go over and show the boy what he was doing wrong.

“Let me guess? Rock and Roll drummer in a Metallica cover band?”, you grin at him as the mic starts picking up your voice perfectly. 

“Guitarist and our own band, not a cover band.”

“What about you, Steve? Are you musically inclined?”

“Unfortunately, no.”

“What are you good at?”

“Babysitting.”, he raised his eyebrow in your direction making your smile grow. 

As the additional security from the venue finally arrived, you watched with fascination as the guys took on a more authoritative tone, telling each person where they would need to be. Time slowly dwindled till it was about twenty minutes before the show. You began pacing as you shook out your preshow jitters.

“Hey, they say they are ready for you to head towards the stage.”

You jumped at the sound of Steve’s voice. “Goddamn it! Okay, fucking thank you!” His eyes narrowed in your direction as he came in and closed the door behind him. “Can I help you with anything else?!”

“Are you alright?”

“Jesus fucking Christ, you’re not my father, Steven, or my friend. Get the fuck out! I’ll be right out!”

The boy bites his bottom lip as he nods his head. “Yes ma’am.” As he starts to open the door, he pauses turning to face you again. “You look really beautiful, by the way. Your voice is amazing. Eddie and I have actually never heard any of your songs before today. This will be our first concert. I’m excited to see it.” 

Your wide, glassy eyes turn to look at him as he slowly begins to close the door again. 

“Steve! Thank you…”

##########

That night you gave it your all and then some. Occasionally, you would glance down at the bottom of the stage watching as Steve and Eddie’s demeanor remained focused on the task at hand. Sometimes, however, you would notice a foot tap to the beat or a head would bob to your lyrics. If this was the first time they were attending a Y/N concert, you wanted them to enjoy it and show them what you bring to the entertainment table. 

So many people when you were starting out told you that you would never make it. That your dream of becoming a singer was a pipe dream for people with “actual talent”. Since day one you always felt like you had to prove yourself, hell, even before you started singing. In your house growing up you felt like you had to fight to be seen. 

Once you crossed that threshold, everything came easier but you never stopped fighting. Fighting the fear of being nothing again, the knowledge that everyone in your circle just wanted a piece of you and what you earned. Fighting to keep everyone happy including yourself. The alcohol and drugs helped immensely or at least that’s what you believed. You thought it helped numb your brain and the pain so you could just get through every day. 

When Eddie sassed you in the studio, you knew he was different. For a while you couldn’t get a read on Steve until that night outside of the bar. The fact that neither of them had asked you to hear their demo tape or hit on you was already a point in their favor but they genuinely seemed to want to protect you so you wanted to return the favor in some way, your voice.

When the concert ended, they snuck a peak at you. Eddie was never a fan of the type of music you sang but he couldn’t deny that what you did sing went straight to his heart. Steve noticed that while you sang, it was like you transported to a different place. You seemed calmer and more in tune with yourself, making you seem more confident than when you weren’t. 

This was the first time since they met you that you genuinely seemed happy. 

Something in the atmosphere changed. Maybe it was too many booze served at the bar or just the energy of the evening but people in the crowd started chanting for an encore. You were exhausted having gone longer on your set then you were supposed to already. You gave the crowd your best smile, thanking them for coming out, and telling them how much you loved their support. 

A fan jumped on to the stage and Eddie was quick to pull him back down. Panic set in as you watched the crowd start to fight with each other and the security team jump into action. The metalhead was in front of you and you hastily gripped his arm as he scanned the area trying to find Steve. 

“Harrington?!”

After tapping his shoulder, you pointed to the corner near a wall where you saw the boy in a fist fight of his own. Eddie pushed you towards the side of the stage behind a curtain.

“Don’t move! I’ll be right back, ok?!”, he shouted over the chaos as you gave him a firm nod. 

You watched as he jumped off the platform, running to pull the man off his friend and shoving him to where you were hiding. Steve didn’t even hesitate as he lifted you into his arms and they both ran down the hallway. They didn’t stop until they reached their car and placed you in the back seat, him climbing in with you as Eddie sped away. 

“Wait…what about Jack…and everyone else?”

“No. We have to get you out and away from the building especially during a scene like that.” Steve searched through his jacket pocket for a tissue, placing it against his nose when he finally finds one. 

“Are-are you okay?”

“Yeah. Fucking asshole got me good.”

About a mile down the road, Eddie parked the car into a gas station and got out to check you both over. “What happened, Harrington? Let someone get the best of you?”, Eddie chuckled. 

“Dude, they cornered me so fast especially after I pulled him off of the venue’s security guy.”

“Did I do that? Did I do something wrong?” Their head swivel around to look at your frightened frame. “Th-that’s never happened before…I-I-I…”

“Hey, hey, hey Y/N. It’s ok. You didn’t do anything wrong. I seriously think it was just…”, Eddie shrugs. “Beer and a packed in place. People just being…too rowdy. It happens but that’s what we’re here for.”

The man throws his arms up in surprise when you suddenly tackle him, wrapping your arms around his waist as you press your head into his chest. 

“Thank you…so much.” You let him go as you turn to give Steve a hug as well. “I’m so sorry you got hurt.”

When you started to pull back, his arms came down to hold you to him. “Hey, better me than you.”, he gently sighs, “Come on. Let’s get you home.”

#######

“Oh my god! What the fuck happened?! Baby, are you okay?” Simon ran to you from his place on your couch as you and the guys entered your house. 

“The concert ended a bit roughly but I’m ok. Really…”

“Isn’t it your job to fucking protect her!?”

“Yes and we did that.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?! Look at her! She’s a mess and she’s shaking!” Your boyfriend charged up to Steve who glared down at him as he continued to yell in his face.”

“Simon, leave them alone. Please, I just want to get this crap off and go to bed.”

Eddie gripped his friend’s arm as he spoke to you. “Is there anything else you need, Y/N? Do you feel safe enough for us to leave and let you rest?”

“Of course, she fucking does. I can take care of her.”

Your eyes met theirs as you nodded. “Thank you.”

“We’ll talk to Jack and everyone in the morning.” The metalhead tugs at Steve forcing him to back down from your boyfriend. He flashes you one more cursory glance before turning around and leaving you for the night. 

###########

“You boys did good last night. I don’t know what happened but you knew what to do.” Jack gave them a smile as he nodded his head in approval. “Please keep up that vigilance next week when we go on tour. I think—”

“Wait. You’re still doing the tour next week?”

Your manager looked at Eddie in confusion. “Yes? Why wouldn’t we?”

“I mean…she just went through a pretty traumatic event. I couldn’t imagine getting back up on a stage immediately after something like that.”

“Yeah, well, your security not a musician so—”

“I actually am but whatever.”

Jack sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose as speaks to you. “Do you feel like you need more time?”

You didn’t even hear the man’s question. Since they picked you up and brought you to your managers office, you had been uncharacteristically quiet. You were thinking about everything including what transpired last night. It WAS incredibly scary but they did pull through and keep you safe. Not only did they look after you but each other; you appreciated that loyalty. 

Now as Eddie defended you, thinking of your well-being, you felt yourself spiraling at the action. No one cared about you this much and they barely even knew you. What was their end game? What made them tick? What made them this way? Was it genuine or was it just their jobs?

“Y/N!”

“Huh? Oh, um, I mean…a week would be fine…especially if I can just rest…”

“Yeah, sure, whatever.”, Jack responded in a nonchalant tone. “Go ahead and take the week but be back here on Thursday so we can go over everything.”

You nod as you head out of the office with your protectors in tow. “Hey, um, did you guys want to go get some lunch or something?”

***

“So, why security?”, you ask as you bite into your burger.

“Like Steve said, I mean, we’re good at it.”

“Well, good at protecting people. Security work just allows us to get paid for it.”, the man smiles as he takes a sip from his drink. 

“And you two have been friends for a while?”

“Since high school.”

“And where was that exactly?”

“You’re asking a lot of questions, sweetheart. Can I ask why?”, Eddie playfully narrows his eyes in your direction making you smile. 

“I just…you two are very different then people we usually hire. I just want to know more about you.”

“Different how?”, Steve asks.

“I don’t know. You just seem to genuinely care.”

“If the people around you don’t genuinely care then you need to hire some new people.”

“Yeah, well, that’s hard to find in this industry.” You reach in your purse and raise a flask in their direction as you pour a bit into your coffee.

“Is that why you do things like that?”, Eddie gestures towards you drink. 

“No, baby. I do things like this to keep me from going insane.”

“How about you do the healthy thing and stand up for yourself?”

You angerly turn your attention to Steve. “I can stand up for myself.”

“Oh? Is that why you let your manager, boyfriend, and entourage talk down to you the way they do?”

“Go fuck yourself, alright?! Look, I can stick up for myself and say what’s on my mind. For example, you two are complete fucking assholes.”, you growl. “I’m done eating. I want to go home.”

Eddie smirks as the other boy sighs. “Such a whiney, spoiled brat. I swear.” The metalhead pulls out his wallet, throwing money on the table as they both get to their feet. “Your highness.”, he gestures towards the front door. 

“I’m not whiney or spoiled. I worked hard to get here and I’m not going to let you or anyone talk to me like that.”

“Yet you do.”, Steve retorts as he opens the back door to his car. You roughly reach across, slamming it shut. “I thought you wanted to go home.”

“Apologize to me.”

“For what? Pointing out the obvious? Frankly, I don’t get why you have such a low opinion of yourself. You’re beautiful, talented, and you have such a gorgeous voice yet you pump yourself with poison and let these people take advantage of you. Why?”

You exhale as you look towards the ground. “I can handle it.”

“You say that a lot.” Eddie folds his arms on top of the car as he leans onto his hands. 

“Because I can.”

“By getting wasted?”

“My personal life is none of your fucking concern.”, you growl. 

“You’re right.” Steve opens the back door again and this time you climb in. “You just seem like you deserve better.”

##########

“I swear, man, that girl is going to get us killed. Or put in prison after WE kill her.”, Eddie chuckles from his place on the sofa. 

“I kind of like her.” The metalhead coyly raises his eyebrow at his friend. “Oh, come on, like you don’t?”, Steve sighs as he leans back against the couch. “There’s something hidden under all that sass and alcohol…I saw it when she was singing. I’d love to get to know that part of her better.”

Eddie grinned as he reached for his phone, smile fading when he saw the ID. 

“Hello. This is Eddie Munson.”

“E-Eddie? I, um, I think—FUCK YOU! —I need help.”

“You stupid bitch! Open this fucking door right fucking now!”

Eddie ross to his feet, tugging at Steve’s arm as he searched for his keys. “Where are you?”

“I-I’m in my bedroom. Simon and I got into a fight and-and he’s wasted. Pl-please…I’m scared. He’s never been this angry.”

Steve had already started the car, speeding towards your house. “Hey, it’s ok, sweetheart. We’re on the way, alright? Just stay on the phone with me, ok?”

“I’m sorry I was so mean to you guys today. Fuck… you two seem s-so different. I-I just…”

“Y/N don’t even worry about that right now. Everything’s going to be alright. We’re almost there.”

“You think you’re so high and mighty! Think you can talk to me anyway you want to! Fuck you, you fucking slut! Open the door, Y/N!”

“Oh, sure! You fuck all the groupies and fans that show up to my concerts but I’m the fucking slut!”

“Y/N, stop engaging. Talk to me.” There’s a loud crash and a squeak from your side as the line cuts off. “Steve…hurry.”

Five minutes later, they are bursting through your front door, running towards your bedroom where they hear your boyfriend shouting. Steve tackles him to the floor subduing him with his knee in his back. 

“Get the fuck off me!”

“Stop moving. You’re lucky I don’t fucking shoot you, asshole.”

“Y/N?”, Eddie softly called your name as you continued to cower in the corner with your head tucked into your arms. “Princess, everything is ok. I’m going to touch your arm.” You jump when his fingers graze your skin but you allow him to guide you to your feet. “There we go. Good girl. You’re doing so good. Can you look at me so I can check you out here?”

Your lips trembled as you faced him, his eyes slowly growing dark with fury as he scanned you over. Your face was red from your tears but he could also see where Simon had smacked your cheek. You had bruises that were starting to form on your arms where he must have grabbed you. 

“I’ll call the police and EMS.”, he grumbled trying to contain his anger. 

“No! No EMS. Please…I don’t need those pictures or attention.”

“But I do of me being pushed into a fucking cop car.”, Simon spat. 

Steve grabbed his hair and hit his head into the carpet. “Shut. Up.” His eyes meet yours as he speaks in a much gentler tone. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, um, I have a first aid kit here and all that so I’m fine.”

*** 

The police came by and took Simon away after taking everyone’s statements. Eddie and Steve took care of almost everything which you immensely appreciated. After everyone left, you expected them to as well but as your front door closed, you found you weren’t the only one on the other side. 

“I’m going to see if I can get your bedroom door back on its hinges.”, Eddie turned the corner to head down your hallway as Steve followed. 

You tiptoe after them, watching them with bewilderment as the metalhead got to work and Steve began straightening up the things Simon had damaged.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” They both froze, straightening up to look at you. “Why…why are you so nice to me? I’m such a fucking bitch to you. According to you, I’m a bratty, spoiled, washed up singer. WHY are you doing this?!”, you gesture around the room. 

They glanced at each other and after a few minutes it was Steve who finally spoke. “How should we be? Hm? Should we be like him? Do you think you deserve to be treated like this, Y/N?”

Their voices and demeanor completely changed in the moment; talking to you like a little girl who had just run into your parent’s room crying about a monster under her bed. 

“Sweetheart, NO ONE deserve to be treated like this. You didn’t trigger this. What he just did…isn’t your fault. You did the right thing calling us here. Now what kind of protectors would we be if we left you here alone with your house like this?”

You broke, sobbing almost uncontrollably as your hands covered your face. Strong hands tenderly grabbed your biceps, pulling you into a chest as you wrapped your arms around his back. Another palm delicately petted your head and for the first time in your life, you had never felt safer.

Stepping back, you wipe your eyes, glancing up to see Eddie’s kind, worry filled orbs running over your face as Steve stood beside him doing the same.

“Can, um, can we worry about this tomorrow and you stay here with me tonight?” 

“Yeah, we can stay here, honey. Do you have another room you can sleep in? I don’t think tomorrow morning you should open your eyes and this is the first thing you see.”

“I have a guest bedroom down the hall here.”

“Good because I agree with Steve. We can sleep on the couches out here and—”

“Can you sleep with me?”, you interrupt, your question startling both men. “I-I-I mean, you don’t have to. I just… I’m still a bit scared. I’m…forget about it.”

Eddie grabbed your hand as you started to walk away. 

“We can do that for you. If that’s what you want.” You nod your head to his statement, watching him closely as his eyes shift from security Eddie to something you had never seen before in any man. Whatever it was it made you feel weak in the knees. His fingers reached out to brush a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “Can you say it?”

“I-I want you two to sleep…in my bed…with me. Please.” That last word comes out almost in a whisper, pleading with them to stay. 

Steve’s fingers softly caress your cheek before gliding under your chin, turning you to face him. He had that same look Eddie had, that air of confidence you remembered seeing when you first met them but more dominate. 

“Good girl.”

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Monster Trio Reacting to an Aphrodisiac (NSFW AF)

Luffy’s Aftercare

Sanji’s Aftercare: It’s a More Fluffy and Sad Continuation of This

Zoro’s Aftercare

Black Fem Reader in Mind

200 Follower Special! I made this extra long so be warned. Thank you all so much for the rapid followers and amount of love! Goodness I barely started less than a week ago lolololll thank u all! I’m working on the last few requests I got this week and I’m going to work on a masterlist very soon so you all can access my writing quicker instead of scrolling lol. Enjoy!

Bad Summary: “Aphrodisiac: a food, drink, or drug that stimulates sexual desire.” What happens to y/n when our lovely boy trio encounters it?

CW: Bath sex with Luffy, Bedroom sex with Sanji, and Wall Sex with Zoro. Safety words are mentioned, but not used, reader get overstimulated to the point of tears, just a whole alotta horiness and no aftercare —pfft.

Luffy

He’d end up being very giggly, loud, and very less self aware than he already was.

Way more blunt and touchy than usual ofc

You and him never figured out why he was so horny

He’d be so flustered, which is a rare sight but he tries to play it off so badly

The aphrodisiac he consumed was of course: a food.

It happened when you and him went shopping for a few snacks on a quick island stop

You had to save most of the snacks to bring back to the ship because Nami stated there won’t be another island around for the next couple days and you needed to restock in your bedroom snack drawer.

You ended up getting Luffy some snacks to hold him, but by the time you were half way done shopping he was already done eating

You didn’t want to give him any of your snacks and seeing Luffy had a little bit of money you made him buy his own last bit of food, you both quickly headed to a vendor and there it was: a fruit!

Luffy really wanted meat but the fruit was all he could afford so he bought it and in one fell swoop ate it whole. The vendor was terrified.

“What?” Luffy muffled with his mouth stuffed before swallowing.

“Dear, are you this man’s wife?” The vendor asked tapping your shoulder.

“Not yet!” Luffy laughed and wrapped his arm around your waist knocking the air out of you for a moment. “Why? She is not for sale!” He pulled you over on his opposite side as if he were holding you all to himself pouting at the old man. The vendor shook his head and tsk’ed, “Maam. I bid you a good luck tonight with him.”

You couldn’t even let out a “Huh” before Luffy was carrying you and your bags to another vendor. You got all that you needed and had some spare change so you, being the hood girlfriend you are, bought him what he wanted and headed back to the shop with everyone.

About an hour past since you set sail. You cleaned up your room and put away your snacks in your drawer and Luffy’s in his. You wanted to relax with Robin for a moment to speak about something and take a nice hot bath before heading to dinner. However, you were stopped by Luffy running as if someone were chasing him.

“Ow.” You plainly said rubbing your chest seeing as he face planted right into you and fell. You grabbed his hand, but nearly grimaced at the sticky and sweaty hot feel of his hand. “Lu—?”

“Y-Y/N! What-what are you doing right now are you busy?! “ Luffy’s voice sounded shaky but aside from that he was hot in the face and constantly panting it was pretty weird to see him out of breath like this.

“Oh…well I needed to talk to Robin about something and then I—-“

“CAN WE HANG OUT IN YOUR ROOM?!”

“Luffy!” You held your sensitive ears for a moment seeing that he was screaming, “Are you okay? Why are you so hyper ? And we can’t right now I have to speak to Robin about something important.”

“N-NO—ahem….no reason, but okay let me take you to her!” Luffy laughs and takes your hand down to the deck where everyone is busy doing there own thing, you heard him make a small groan when he made contact with you, but maybe you were imagining things,“oh look there is Robin! Go talk to her and then we can hang out!” He slapped your ass making you jump in shock, but before you could say anything he was running off to the kitchen. Luffy doesn’t really do that kind of thing often so feeling the hard sensation of his hot hand on your skin threw you off for a moment.

“He’s in a funny mood.” Robin giggled.

“Oh yeah…” you slowly sat down looking back at the door he entered confused. What’s up with him? “A-anyways I wanted to continue asking you about—“

“GET OUT!” Sanji’s voice boomed through the door kicking Luffy out in the process. He had his cheeks stuffed, beginning to whine, he usually does this every other day , so you paid it no mind.

“Oh I See….and so—- hello captain.” Robin greeted the large shadow behind you, you turn to get a look at Luffy and his hat was now in his hand and his face was pinker than you last remembered. He nearly look like he had a fever which kind of scared you.

“Y/n…” He whispered, he was super sweaty and got it all on you when he laid his body on top of yours which his head now in your breast.

“Uh…hey? Luffy what’s wrong?” You rub the back of his head hoping he’d look back up at you, instead he just shakes his head. “You’re so sweaty….You’re taking a bath today you are not sleeping in the bed with me like this.”

“Mmmmmm.” He started to shift and not so subtly grind on your body which made you feel heat hit your cheeks because Robin was right there watching. She had the same casual smile on here thinking how cute it was to see Luffy cuddle his girlfriend, but little did she know about the poking bulge resting on top of your thigh.

“L-Lu! We can hang out a little after I finish talking to Robin okay?” You tried pulling him off of your, but he ended up biting the top of your breast instead making you shriek a bit. “Luffy!”

“I think your boyfriend wants a little time alone don’t you think?” Robin giggled at you both and even though you wanted to laugh off your embarrassment with him you started to feel Luffy suck on the same area he bit you causing you to hold back a moan.

“Y-yeah, but I have to k-know if— fuck…”

You really was happy about how casual and clearheaded Robin can be because seeing you squirm under Luffy and how Luffy was grinding on you with no shame groaning. If anyone else were watching they would have thought you both were nearly having sex right there on the deck.

“Luffy i..i um..are you Sick?” He stopped his grinding to shake his head no at you still smothered in your breast.

Robin insisted you both probably head to Chopper for a moment just in case and you can finish your conversation with her later. However , walking to Chopper’s room deemed difficult since Luffy didn’t want to let go on your body, but you were grateful he was easy to carry.

You take him inside and insist he lay on the couch, he finally pulls himself off of you giggling, placing his hat on his lap.

When Chopper comes in he examines the flustered captain, you assumed it was probably something he ate, but Chopper doesn’t find anything wrong though.

“When did you start feeling this way, Luffy?” Chopper asked.

“Like…uhhh…i think…i think a few minutes after we left that food place, y/n!”

“What did you eat?”

“It was Like this pink weird fruit, it was REALLY sweet! Kinda tasted like chocolate!”

You then suddenly started to remember the old man’s warning to you from earlier today,

“I bid you good luck tonight.”

You were thinking about what he meant but your thoughts were cut when Chopper turned to you, he assumed Luffy just ate a bad fruit and to probably lay down for the rest of the evening. “Okay but first you’re taking a bath!” You demanded grabbing his hand, Luffy throws his hat on your head and quickly wraps around your body instead.

“Okay.” He laughs. “You gatta take one with me w though .”

You didn’t mind, you’ve both taken baths together before so you easily agreed.

That was your first mistake.

You both got in the bathroom and as you bent over to turn on the tub he locked the door behind you and completely stripped.

“O-oh!” You were shocked at how close Luffy was behind you and the fact that he was naked, standing tall and still giggling.

“Common get naked!” He didn’t give you time to respond he just began to pull off your dress and underwear mumbling something incoherent in the process.

He carries you into the tub and situates himself in between your legs. He kept burying his face in between your now naked breast and did a loud groan. You didn’t even care at this point at how weird he was being since you just needed him to bathe and maybe that alone would help your boyfriend.

That was your second mistake.

“Y/N…” he practically moaned into you, but ended it with a laugh. “Can I touch you?”

“You’re already touching me, Lu..”

“No..I mean can I touch you…” he just barely pulls away to then pull his index and middle downwards on your slit with his free hand holding one of your thighs apart. You let out a broken moan arching your back in reaction, “here…I wanna touch you here again.”

You’re shocked, usually you’re the one initiating sex with him, Luffy didn’t have a really high libido and so you wanted to protest just to ask what was happening to him but he didn’t give you enough time since he kept scissoring you so incredibly slow while making eye contact.

“Y-yes. You can.” You didn’t catch yourself bucking into Luffy’s hand, but he did subtly biting his lip at your eagerness.

He smiled pulling out his finger to grab the sides of your head and kiss you, his skin was so hot to the touch you were a bit worried he did actually have a fever but your trusted the ship’s doctor judgement.

Luffy was usually a shy kisser, but today he did everything in your mouth but eat you whole, he sucked your tongue licked your lips, moaned in your mouth all while pulling himself closer into you until you felt his hard shaft press against your clit making your both whine. “C-can I go inside you?” Breathing his hot breath on you still leaving open mouthed kisses

“Yes please.” Luffy didn’t waste anytime grabbing you on top of him sliding yourself down his cock. His mouth never left yours even as you tried to pull away to catch some air, but Luffy needed his release and you were the one going to give it to him.

It wasn’t long until after a few thrust upwards he came, his grip on your butt was so tight the entire time you began to bite on his shoulder making that the possible reason he came so fast.

“Y-you okay, Lu—!” Luffy got up still holding you and moved you to bend over the tub, you never done doggy style with him before so this made you a bit loss of words. You felt his cum mixed with the bath water drip down out of you, and Luffy admired it just for a second until he felt the urge to go inside you again. This time he used his power to grow his dick just a little bit more bigger than you’re used to. “Luffy!” You felt him stretch you out so deliciously, you felt way too full and it was nearly overwhelming.

He just snickered, “‘M ganna keep going okay?”

You could hear his smile from behind, you also didn’t cum yet so you had no objection to it, you nod frantically so he can just give you some friction.

It was obvious this new position overwhelmed him as well, seeing your pretty browned butt in bouncing off his lightly tan skin. He’d pull out just enough to where his tip was still inside you then with full force thrust back inside you. You whined at the deep feel of his enlarged cock dragging in and out of your tiny wet walls.

Luffy didn’t know what got into himself either, but all he knew was he wasn’t going to stop until he felt better. He tried eating, but it didn’t work and got him in trouble. But Every time he seen you in that damn short dress prancing around the ship like nobody’s business he wanted to pull those pretty white panties you wore down and fuck you from behind.

It was about 20 minutes have passed and Luffy’s pace still haven’t let up. You came twice and your arms were so sore and tired. Your body was hot and twitching in what you couldn’t tell was overstimulation or just plain out too much of everything, his sexy pants, the wet slaps his hips and your butt tend to make when they connect, his broken voice Everytime he said “Yes! Need! More!”, feeling his thumbs dig into your back dimples knowing there will be a bruise later to see, or just the simple fact that Luffy isn’t himself right now—it was all just a lot to take in. You knew he wasn’t going to stop anytime soon, feeling your tears trickle down your cheek, “L-Luffyyyy….’m tiredddd…”

In the moment he almost ignored you but Luffy being Luffy he’d never allow anything to make you become uncomfortable no matter if it was an aphrodisiac or not. He was panting harshly hovering over you pulling you back into his chest. “Ca—can we finish in your room? Please.”

His voice was worn and filled with desperation you just mindlessly agreed wanting to lay down and take his cock despite already feeling so overstimulated—but you liked it a lot. He smiled weakly and picked you up holding your thighs.

If you weren’t in your post orgasm high you’d be cussing Luffy out for running out the bathroom with you both naked being possibly seen by someone. He shut your door and tossed you on the bed prying your messy thighs back open

“Y/N…” Luffy’s voice was almost like he was singing , “you’re dirty down there…lemme clean it up.”

“Wha??—OH LUFFY!” You threw your hand in his wet hair as he shoved his tongue inside you, he didn’t go down on you often and feeling him widen and stretch his tongue makes you now wish he’d do it Everytime you guys have sex.

“LUFFFYYYY!” It wasn’t Long until you reached your orgasm clamping down on his face with your thighs, you started to ride his tongue, feeling his wet hot muscle roll back and fourth on your clit to carry out your orgasm making him moan inside you seeing as he finally was close to reaching his high too rubbing his own cock while eating you.

Once he was released from your thighs he pulled off of your clit with a smack and stroked himself on you.

“Gatta…cum again!” He released his cum on your tummy breathing shallow with his arms gripping the sheets beside your head. You both were a panting mess until he slid himself right back in your with his face redder than ever still giving weakens giggles at your reaction. “One more okay?”

“I—“ You were dazed whining out uneven moans as he slowly started to pump himself into you, the room was spinning, your jaw was slacked open drooling, and you both were just sweating and groaning on top of each other. His mind was fuzzy, but he managed to give you small kisses on your face and neck whispering a bunch of nothings to you about how good you feel and how much he can’t stop.

After about an hour of hearing “One more” you both were so fucked out of your minds you slept through dinner, but everybody on the ship didn’t mind it considering nobody was hungry after hearing you both all evening.

Zoro

He’d be more silently irritated actually

He’d keep you beside him making sure his hands are always touching you some way

Very needy and bratty

The aphrodisiac he consumed: was a drink

His stupid lost ass should have known he didn’t know where he was going

You both were supposed to go on a date today and he wanted to take you to an area he found a few days ago when y’all first docked but he of course couldn’t remember

You packed nothing to drink and have been wandering around a forest for what felt like forever.

You both found a small abandoned home by a lake to take a quick rest and thats when Zoro found some alcohol on the table inside

“You shouldn’t drink that. Who knows who or what has been on there.” You cringed seeing him already put the full bottle to his lips. He shrugged at you, “I’m thirsty, woman.”

“Then go drink some of the water in that lake! I checked it it’s clean!”

“Tch.” He ignored you like he always does and downs almost half the bottle in one swig. “Sure you don’t want any? It’s sweet how you like it.”

“No you ass. One of us has to be sober in case an enemy comes to kick your ass for drinking their stuff.”

“Very funny.” Zoro rolled his eyes downing back the drink again. “Weird after taste though.”

You decided to look around the house. It was relatively clean , but some dusty areas but it was nice to relax for a moment. It was rare you both had these moments like this together so you actually wanted to stay for the evening. You assumed you wasn’t too far from the boat considering the trees looked familiar form when you first arrived so you sat on the couch to unwind.

It was quiet for a moment, so quiet you actually felt yourself dozing off. Zoro watched you shift to your back and noticed the two piece you were wearing was lifting a bit exposing the black lace panties you wore. Also instantly Zoro’s cock twitched at the sight which nearly scared the shit out of him because he usually wasn’t the type to get aroused so easily.

He shook his head feeling a bit lightheaded so he put the bottle down and walked out to the lake to throw some water on his face. He sighs as he walks back to the livingroom you were napping in and seen you already slumped over with one leg off the couch. He chuckles at you until he gazed at your legs. They looked so smooth, so soft, so plump and the colors really complimented you skin as the sun began to hit over your body.

Zoro slowly approached you making sure you were really sleep before he lifted up your skirt to get a pretty view of your ass. He leaned over closer with his big hand nearly threatening to grab a hold of your butt, but you stirred in your sleep. He shook his head again groaning and mentally cursing himself for acting like a pervert. He had no idea what’s gotten into him but he decided to just take a nap with you so he moved your legs on top of his lap and exhaled. But shutting his eyes didn’t work he couldn’t go to sleep.

So he decided that it was going to be your problem too and shake you awake.

“I’m hungry.” Zoro deadpanned looking over at you. “Got any food?”

“I—you jackass I don’t have any—“

“Then let me eat your pussy.”

“…what.”

“You heard me.”

Zoro was already forthcoming enough so hearing this was something you expected from him, but it still felt different. His words were confident, but his face was flustered and beads of sweat trickled down his face. You rolled on your back completely and obliged.

He chuckled getting up, and dragging your legs off the couch to then hike your skirt up completely. “Relax.” Was all you heard before he threw your leg on his shoulder and pushed your panties to the side and lapped you up.

“Z-zo..!” You breathed out feeling his thick finger enter your whole as he kissed and nibbled on your clit. Eventually he started to add 2 more fingers finger fucking you and using his other hand to rip open your top and bra in one motion with the sounds of your buttons hitting the hard wood floor, and seeing your breast fly out. “H-hey!”

“Shut up.” He stood back up and motioned his hand for you to stand, Zoro pulled off his pants and boxers freeing his cock and you started to suck on your bottom lip seeing it bounce free a little. “Suck my cock while I tongue fuck you.”

“Z-Zoro!” You blushed at his vulgar wording but he didn’t care he just laid back on the couch and pulled your arm. “You shouldn’t say stuff like that…”

“Don’t Act all innocent Like you don’t like it.” He scoffed. “Let me.. fuck you..with my mouth.”

It was almost as if he seen you clench from the inside because he smirked, “see. You love it. Now sit.”

You rid of the the rest of you bottoms feeling his hungry gaze on you and positioned yourself on him and got to work with your mouth. You and Zoro only 69 once and you didn’t really like it but right now from the moans and groans Zoro is doing inside you made you reconsider that thought.

“Mmmmm Zoro…!” You moaned on his cock while your hand also stroked what couldn’t fit inside feeling him twitch inside you.

He began to buck into your mouth as you grind on his face reach both of your highs sooner than you thought.

“Shit!” He pulled off of your clit with a pop, you slowly moved off of him shaking a little from your orgasm when he turned you around and picked you up to slam you on the nearest wall.

“M-maybe…there was something in that drink.” He let out an airy chuckle looking up at you. You immediately rolled your eyes at him knowing you were right and sighed. “But looks it’s just us…so…why not help me out?…don’t worry I’ll carry you back when we’re done.” He winked.

This asshole

“Fuck me then.” Was all he needed to tap his dock on your clit making you both moan out and tongue kiss as he slid inside you.

Zoro was Never gentle with his way of having sex with you so you knew this time with him being fixated from the special drink will probably be worse, but you can handle it.

“Fuck! Yes! Good—fucking girl taking my cock so well!” He huffed in your ear holding you up by your thighs. Your fingers were digging in his back moaning out his name like that was the only word you knew in your pretty little head.

You started to hear a banging noise beside your ear until you looked over to see a picture frame clashing against the wall sliding off the nail it was being supported on. Zoro peeped this and picked up the pace fucking up into you until the frame fell and broke.

“Zoro!”

“It wasnt a Family picture why you—Ah—worried about it!? Focus on My cock.” He pulled back a bit and started to change his fast shallow thrust to deep hard ones making your gape your mouth open. “Just like that…”

You grabbed his neck to shove your tounge down his throat and in turn made you taste the tiny remnant of the alcohol on his mouth making you hum inside.

“I’m—close!” He groaned moving to your neck to suck on it knowing that was your weak spot wanting to cum faster with him.

“Yes Zoro!” You started to feel yourself get overstimulated with pleasure as he started to slowly move himself in and out of you not giving you a breather in between orgasms.

“I’m not …done..” Zoro nearly growled un your ear, he moved you to face the wall, slapping your wet ass in the process. “Let’s try something different since we’re here.”

You felt his thumb spread your bottom open and your eyes widened a bit as his tip rubbed at your other hole. “W-wait! I don’t think I’m ready for that!”

“Fine…” Zoro kneeled behind you and pulled your hips out further to spread you open more. “I’ll prep you.”

You felt his tongue glide from the bottom of your clit to the top of your ass as he swirled his tongue as your tight whole, you felt kinda dirty on how much you caught yourself enjoying Zoro licking inside you. It was a new kind of pleasure and one you wasn’t sure if you could handle.

“Baby…” you cried against the wall, “okay! That’s—enough—ah!” He finally started to give your clit attention by rubbing it back and fourth very vigorously making your knees shake.

“Cum.” Was his only command with his face still shoved in your backside (I really didn’t wanna say butthole but that’s where he is rn).

You felt another orgasm arise from your belly and moaned out blabbering his name with a trickle of spit coming down your mouth.

“See.” He gave your butt a slap. “Felt good huh?”

Zoro tried. He really did. He wanted to go slow entering your ass but you looked too tempting and his state of mind was not where it needed to be he just wanted to see you cry out.

He pushed himself in your tight hole and you’ve never felt this stretched before. It was painful, but it felt way too good for you both. You could barely clench around him without you both morning above a scream.

“Move Zoro please i need it!”

Usually he’d make you beg a little more but he needed this release too so he grabbed your thick hair and fucked you into the wall.

He was grunting, and you were screaming out not worried who could be out hiking or exploring, but even if someone did see you both you couldn’t see them with your eyes filled with tears.

“So..tight! So—-ah! Good!” Zoro growled a little in his words. His voice was strained trying to hold out from cumming but you just kept squeezing. “Cuming!”

Feeling him spill inside your ass was a new level of pleasure, it was almost as if you could cum from that pressure alone. Zoro hung over you with one arm holding your waist and the other holding him up on the wall breathing heavily.

“Turn…around.” He let you face him leaning on the wall. He put your thigh around his waist moving his dick back in your cunt making you jump.(honestly I wouldn’t really advise going back inside your vagina after anal sex but bare with me) His neck was on your throat as he hungrily kissed you. He felt like it was needed for his good girl holding out for so long. But he didn’t feel finished. However he had a little bit more self control now that the drink was beginning to ware off a bit and gave you a quick breather while kissing you so passionately. He now held your arms above your head and rubbed soft circles on your sensitive slit making you squirm. “Wanna go again?”

“Yes…please…”

Zoro laughed with you giving you a little more open mouth kisses but this time he slowed the pace making your feel all of what he had to give.

“So good.” He moaned in your mouth thrusting into you at a more reasonable pace.“‘M ganna bring back some of that drink with us to the Sunny..”

“Oh….Kay..” you moaned feeling his cock drag into your gummy walls so sweetly as your back kept hitting the wall. He knew realistically you would have said no so he gave an airy laugh again at your incoherent response, still being inside you he took you back to the couch to finish with a bit more of a slower pace and not letting go of your lips.

It was a memorable date to say the least.

Sanji

Man..can you imagine if he ate an aphrodisiac?

Cums very easily untouched

Absolutely needy and surprisingly selfish

The aphrodisiac he consumed: was a drug.

You poor poor woman….

Do you know …the damage you have gotten yourself into….

This man probably has a natural aphrodisiac running through his blood stream

It was supposed to be a joke. A harmless joke on your boyfriend

However you ended up in tears rather than laugher.

You wanted to see how he’d react to one thinking he’d probably be immune because he already had to much lust in him how stupid you were to think that.

You bought some special cigarettes for him, but they were laced and of course you didn’t want to give him anything like that without him knowing DO NOT DRUG PEOPLE W/O CONSENT THATS WRONG

You suggested he try it, but he was hesitant.

“I don’t think me having an aphrodisiac would be a good idea, sweetheart.”

You really wanted him to try, but you didn’t push him. So a few days went by and eventually Sanji did lose his pack of cigarettes. How plot convenient

He usually has more in his room, but he couldn’t leave the kitchen and you were too busy with Ussop to grab another one for you.

So he asked Luffy.

And of course he ends up grabbing the wrong pack. The pack that he didn’t want to throw out because you bought it for him.

Without thought he took one long hit and exhaled, but he immediately knew and immediately fucked up.

“…oh shit.”

Sanji quickly threw out the cigarette grabbing the box from his coat to read the package and there was a cute little red warning saying “Please use with caution and do not finish the entire cigarette: Does contain (idk some drug with a lot of aphrodisiac init)” He slapped his head wanting to actually slap Luffy, but it wasn’t his fault Sanji just forgot about it, sighing in annoyance he finished up dinner and headed quickly to the shower, hopefully that was something that could reduce any side effects.

But it was too late he was already growing hard before he even hit the bathroom. “Fuck!”

He began to loosen his tie, he felt hotter by the second, running to ramble for his regular cigarettes in panic to get his mind at ease. Sanji locked himself in his room hopefully his hand could fix the issue he has been having instead of coming to you.

“Where’s Sanji?”

“I don’t know but I’m going to eat I’m starving.”

“I’ll go look for him.”

You decided to head straight to his room, but it was locked? Usually it’s only locked if he’s in there with you, but clearly you weren’t so you knocked on the door.

“Sanji…” you moved closer to the door so he could hear you from the other side, “Babe, everybody is eating already, wanna come down for dinner?”

“Sanji?”

“I’m—it’s okay I’m busy! Go eat, my love—ah!”

You could have sworn you just heard Sanji moaning.

Was he cheating on you?

“No, dumbass it’s just us on the ship who the hell would he be with in there? “

“Sanji can you open the door pleasee…”

It was silence for a few seconds until you heard the weight of his bed creak and his heavy footsteps approach. He creaked opened the door only showing half of his sweaty pink face.

“H-hey, my love…ne-need anything?”

“Yeah. You.” You pushed yourself in already low on patience because you wanted to know why Sanji being so weird and that was until you seen your panties, some magazines, and a wet spot all on his bed.

You turned to him to see his pants unbuckled and being held for dear life by his hand. Sanji was pink not only on his face, but his body since he was shirtless too. He gave you a crooked smile, and his eyes were dilated, almost has if he were having some kind of trip.

“Baby…” You smiled approaching him cautiously, he looked like he just got caught stealing or something, but you found it cute. “If you needed release I told you you can come to me. Quickie or whatever I—“

“No! No I don’t want a quickie I…” Sanji had to clear his throat. His voice kept cracking and so he moved to his drawer to hand you the now opened special cigarettes walking past you so he can drink a cup of water he had by his night stand. And then it clicked.

“Oh…but why did yo—” you whispered, you looked back up to feel the heat from Sanji radiating off him from behind you. It was like you could feel the bloodlust he had come off of his body. Nearly scared you because you never seen him like this.

“I…I need…you.” He reached out to touch your exposed tummy and hissed as if you were hot yourself, you looked so much more attractive to him right now. All you were wearing was a skirt and a top, but he thought you were practically naked. His eyes were not the usual pretty pink hearts, but they were dark and shaky. You put your hand on his cheek nearly retracting back because he was so hot it burned. He grabbed your hand and began kissing it, but the kissing eventually turned into him sucking on each finger.

“I…need you.” His voice was so raspy and shaky you actually started to feel bad more than horny for even giving him the cigarettes. He pulled your ring and middle finger out of his mouth to hold you into a tight embrace with his clamy hands running under your clothing.

“Sanji…”

“Please…let me fuck you.”

You felt yourself clench around nothing. Sanji never enjoyed using profanity around you too much, but his mind wasn’t in the right place. He didn’t care he needed to be on and inside you—dick, fingers, mouth he don’t care he needed to scratch the itch.

“Okay Sanji.” You wiggled yourself out of your skirt making him loop his thumbs down your panty line and pull them down slowly “Fuck me.”

“Color?” He whispered heavily in your ear before giving it a soft kiss. As much as he wanted to rip your clothes off and just fuck you into the wall he had to go slow with his actions until he gotten your entire yes on this, because he knew once he started he wasn’t going to stop.

“Blue.” In one swift motion he picked you up and placed you on his bed to get rid of any lingering clothing. He craved to see all of you.He wanted to mark every ich of your body. Your breast looked more supple, your tummy looked more soft and your cunt…

“So pretty…so…fuck—.” His thumbs glided on the sides of your labia making you arch a bit. He sat back up off the edge of the bed to rid of his bottoms, his cock sprang up, it was blushed and already glistening from the few times he already came on his own. His veins looked more prominent, making you blush at the sight. “Your pussy is so sexy, Baby…”

“Sanji!” You covered your face at his dirty words, but felt embarrassed seeing as he used his thumbs again to open you open seeing you clench around nothing.

“Not wet enough.” He spoke his thoughts out loud. He kneeled in front of the bed grabbing your hips to pull you onto his mouth with full force. You tend to forget how strong he really is.

You let out a pathetic moan feeling him manhandle you and prepare yourself to grip the sheets beside you. “Ganna let me eat this pretty pussy right, love?” It was almost like he was teasing you as he rubbed his two fingers up and down your slit . All you could see was his eyes, but you couldn’t stare for too long because it nearly scared you. This wasn’t the same Sanji you usually make love with—- he was something else more lustful.

“Y-yes! Please…ah!” He pressed him arms down on your hips making sure you won’t move and immediately started to suck your clit. You’d look up and glance at him but the sight was too unbareable, the top of his head moving all around between your thighs made you squeeze on his tongue a bit. Sanji felt like he wasn’t getting enough access into you so he stood up.

“Here.” He exhaled sucking his bottom lip tasting more of your arousal, “Just ganna open you up a bit more, beautiful—-there you go…look at you…”

Your thighs were pressed against your tits and your entire pussy was on display for him. He nearly drooled at the sight before diving his head back onto you, “Sanji…!”

Somehow you could hear the wet suckling noises from his mouth on your cunt more clearer and it drove you absolutely crazy, you kept holding your breath to reduce from cuming too soon, but you didn’t know that that actually works the opposite way.

“Ah! Ah! Yes! Right there ah!” You sounded like a broken record, but you didn’t care. Your voice started to crack feeling your orgasm hit you like a wave , your nails dug into your skin holding your legs up for him when you began to twitch uncontrollably when his tongue slid up and down from the bottom of your ass to your clit.

If you were to see how Sanji looked eating your pussy he’d look so desperate. He let you ride against his tongue before he exchanged it for his two fingers to rub circle on your clit. He watched as your pussy kept convulsing on him and hearing your whinny pants.

“‘M sorry, but I need more!”

You didn’t even hear him all you did was feel his mouth right back on your slit with his tongue sliding in fucking your hole. His hands spread your cheeks to just get better access to suck inside you. You could have sworn you seen stars when you opened your eyes.

You managed to cum once again, this time leaving your whole body shaky as he let you drop your legs down, but Sanji didn’t care right now. He didn’t want take a breather, he wanted you, so he pushed your limp body up the bed to make room for him to climb on top of you, your eyes were still rolled back and you didn’t even notice your self grinding your hips trying to find more friction somewhere.

“‘M ganna fuck you so well, Princess, okay?” You felt his breath on your mouth ready for him to kiss you and he gave you just that, with one hand grabbing your thighs to wrap around him to adjust himself, before pulling away from you with a spit line connecting you both. He swirled his cock inside you hearing the gooey wet noises of your arousal and he bit his lips tightly before pushing himself inside. Somehow you felt tighter and even more amazing than he last remembered. You felt so soft, that there wasn’t a piece of your body that he wasn’t touching while dragging himself in and out of you. The slow pace didn’t last long as he needed more.

“NEEDD!…MORE..PLEASE!” With each word came a stronger and faster thrust making you subconsciously pull away from the feeling of him, but he noticed this and Sanji grabbed your hips with one hand and placed his other on your tummy and pushed down. “No! …you Gatta feel all of me! Please!”

Both of you filled the rooms with whines, moans, and groans on top of the wet slapping noises against each other. It wasn’t long until your felt your orgasm approaching so closely;

“San—Sanji im—-YES YES IM—I’m CUMMING SAN—“ your back arched as you threw your arms back grabbing his pillow and biting it to try to conceal SOME moans.

“N-no!” He grabbed the pillow and threw it across the bedroom floor. “I! Needa!! Fuck— hear you! Please!” His voice was cracking with each thrust and making you ride out your orgasm onto another one.

You felt numb in the brain. Your eyes were squinted seeing how red Sanji was sweating and breathing over you. He looked so attractive, but th thought of being any more turned on started to feel a bit painful.

“S—!” He spilled inside you coming in close to leave open mouth kisses on your breast up to your mouth. He stopped for a moment trying to catch his breath. Sanji felt on fire, tears started to form in his eyes huffing and puffing on your neck not letting go of your hips, his hair was so wet and sticking to you and his face he could barely see or think.

“M-more..” He rose up to glide his hands over your completely wet body mixed with sweat and his and your fluids. “Need—-More im sorry!”

You didn’t understand why he kept apologizing because you were still on cloud 9 your and that was u til he flipped you on your stomach and opened your legs again.

“Ah fuck! Thank you baby thank you! Fuck! I need more!” You felt his entire body weight on you with his hands grabbing yours above your head to keep himself steady and he pumped into you viciously you clenched each time he came back inside you so easily due to how wet and stretched you were.

“Thank..you! Ah! Ah ! Ah!” He mouth was right by your ear as your face was buried in his bed moaning right along with him. You heard the bed creak so loudly and the floor boards get scratched up from the way the bed frame was moving under you both. You felt almost like if you didn’t scream from pleasure right now you’d probably die.

“SANJI! I—IM— C-CUMMING!”

His eyes opened again now moving faster trying to reach the same high as you. Both of you were fucking like literal rabbit at this point. But you didn’t care because you were pretty much at fault for this.

You both finally slowed down as you both came together hugged himself behind you rocking you back and fourth slowly still trying to ride how which ever number orgasm this was.

“T-Thank you…” he rolled you over and pulled you on top of him. Your hair was a mess, your eyes were barely keeping focused , and your head was buried in his sweaty neck. He peppered you in kisses, rubbing your back just for a moment, “You feel..so good….”

“Mmhmm…” was all you could mumble. You didn’t know what time it was or how long you both been going at it—

All you knew was from him thank you’d and sorry against your hot skin as he kissed your body.

You knew he wasn’t done.

[kel-lance]

Stepdad Nanami

——MDNI——GROOMING, not really incest, Age gap, manipulation, broken home, slut shaming (at ur mom lol), drug mention—————-

You knew your mom’s marriage had about 3 years at most, you had to give it toher that 5 with the same man would have been a new record if she was only with him for that time.

It wasn’t your business. If you had anything to say the men would blame you and say you were just like her. 

You didn’t care about those guys, and they never lasted long with your mother anyway. It was like this for the first 16 years of your life until your mom met a handsome man, who became your stepfather after 2 years of dating your mother 

He was always nice to you, he did everything a good dad should. He got you a car, went all out on your birthday, he wasn’t tying to win you over, he was just that great, he made you change your mind about men. (maybe it was just the kind you mother kept running to)

It was heartbreaking the day he say you down, before he could explain his face sank. He covered his eyes and sighed as he explained that he’s serving your mom with divorce papers. he feels bad to bring you into this but he had to ask

You’re an adult now, you can make your own decisions, but I wanted to give you the chance to get away from her. I don’t mean any offense, but I know for a fact she’s going to use you or worse.

he was right on the money, sometimes she used you to lure in those strange men, where she’d threaten to tell their wives or police what they thought they were doing with you. It was just her type, people who could compare her to parts of herself. In this case, she was sick enough to use her daughter as bait.

You were safe though, it never got further than forceful kisses to tape as proof. That hag just had it out for you but would never consider sharing.

You immediately take his hand as you wanted to move out for years. You’re 21 but she’s had control over you. People always say just leave, you’re an adult so she has no power.

Try living your life as a flea in a jar or a frog in a growing boiling pot, there’s a whole world out there and yet you were taught your limits. 

Your eyes pleaded for him to take you away. You didn’t care, you felt closer to him than anyone. You knew it could be wrong, but he said it himself, you’re an adult now. And your mother wouldn’t be upset about sharing since he’s leaving her. 

You climb onto his lap and lay your head on his neck, his hand now slid down his face, covering his mouth as his other hand patted your head closer to him.

“Don’t worry. You’re safe with me.” He promised. 

The next week sure were hectic. You had to plan out what to take, gathering all your important documents and essentials. 

Nanami daddy got a studio for you both, in a matter days you had everything moved out of the house while your mom was on her bender. Her lapses of being with one man for months then going to whoever after was just part of her fun. She didn’t need them for anything other than attention.

Sometimes you wonder what your father was like, if he could’ve treated you better than her if she didn’t have u trapped in her body for months. U don’t want to know what she did while pregnant with you either. 

You were given this chance. Your stepdad leaving, and he was taking you with him. He saw what kind of life you both had. He found no sympathy for her as she was the adult. He stayed for you. 

A child should be cared for, loved. He didn’t get that from you at all when you first met. Just 16 and you avoided him like the plague. it gave him an indication of who was usually around.

He didn’t lure you out with gifts or make the first move. He just entertained your mother, as he did find something amusing with her. She was fun, but at home she’s a terrible mom and that wasn’t anything he found respectable. 

It wasn’t until the 4th month that he was still around that you just found it weird. No ones usually around this long. Mom was probably having a lot of fun with this idiot you thought.

The 6th month came and you started to come out when he was around. If he was in the kitchen, you wouldn’t wait for him to leave the space before making it yours. It was your house after all, you were going to remind him.

It was weird, but you were getting jealous of him being around. Your mom couldn’t stick to one thing, much less take responsibility and take care of you. Why was he so special? Why did she /want/ to see him?

You felt hatred grow in you as he noticed the posters on your wall, the music you played, how you dressed. For your 18th, he’d gotten you tickets to one of your favorite band’s shows. How the hell did he- and the small gifts like stickers of said posters, he made it so you weren’t surprised when you received yet another reward after accomplishing something, even the smallest thing. “Because you deserve it.”

You didn’t know if it weirded you out, that he was being so nice to you, or that he was your mom’s fiancé and you had him under you. 

That hate boiled over one day and you just had to get it out somehow. He was always patient with you, as you asked to talk to him. It surprised him, but it was definitely a step forward. 

He sits on the same side of the table as you, facing each other, your opposite arms touching the table.

“Are you upset about the wedding?”

You don’t say anything, your eyes darting, answering his question.

“I’m sorry (y/n), but it’s for the best. (M/n) said you’ve seemed happier since we got together.” Your stomach sank. “I could keep-“

You grasp out for his dress shirt sleeve, looking up at him, somewhat between crying and pouting, asking him to stop talking. 

His eyes widen. “(Y/n)…” You take his hand, bringing it to your body. You place his palm under your shirt, watching his face go from confused to flustered. His stoic personality wavering, you hold onto his arm and jump onto his lap. 

You could already feel it, he was so hard under you. 

“(Y/n)!” He takes his hand back, putting you back onto your chair. His stern look scared you. He’s never looked like that around you, only because you were always well behaved, or rather just kept to yourself. He never expected this from you. But you were your mother’s daughter. 

His hand around the wrist you let him feel you with. You didn’t know if you had just fucked up big time. Was the wedding off? You just wanted him to yourself and had to let him know. 

The look you gave him almost made him feel bad for treating you right the past few years. 

you werent used to that, you didn’t know any better. the anger you were feeling was from a lot of things. why did someone like your mother get to marry someone like him? 

Why weren’t there more people like him? If there were you would have been saved a long time ago, but instead, you’re giving it all to the first person who’s shown you you’re more than an extension of your mother. 

Thankfully he was just a man, and that yearnful, pathetic, desperate look a young girl could give to melt a man’s morals, he kissed you.

He keeps kissing you, almost like he was teaching you how he liked it, you didn’t mind, you didn’t care about anything else. Your mom could walk in right now and you’d show off how much better you were for nanami. 

That didn’t have to happen though. As his large hands found their way to your hips and he slowly brings you back to his lap. And after that day you were his. 

He stopped himself so many times to not take you just yet though. It wasn’t until the weeks leading up tot he wedding that he wanted you more than ever. And you’ve been more than patient. Only getting by with his touch and words of encouragement. 

You didn’t get why he still went through with the small wedding, maybe to just show off to everyone else, mislead them that he’s a good man, marrying into a good family, with an honest job and whatever else to solidify the lie. 

the next 2 years being the best you’ve ever had, up until your mothers alcoholism started to catch up with her. Her need to find solace in addictions, whether it was the validation of men, gambling, sex, any other drug, she was a mess. Everyone believed Nanami would be able to fix her, but her last blackout caused you to get a sprained wrist and black eye. That was when nanami had enough. 

Spoiler for part 2: Nanami's divorce lawyer fucks his step daughter (Hiromi makes an appearance.)

[merakiui]

it's trey's birthday!!!!! >:) to celebrate, here are a few trey thoughts and concepts.

(cw: yandere, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, gaslighting, mention of non-con, sk!trey, mention of love potion/drugging, brief nsfw, implied somnophilia)

✧ trey using his um to make you think you're free and can go anywhere, when in reality all this time you've been confined to a single room and every "place" you've gone to is simply the result of his unique magic altering your senses. that bakery you visited with him? that didn't really happen. the library? not real. the park? nonexistent. it's just you and trey in this single room and you've yet to figure it out. :)

✧ being trey's friend since childhood and you've always had a crush on him. the two of you have been inseparable, but when he goes off to nrc and you're left in the queendom of roses to attend school there your feelings start to dampen...and very quickly at that. the reason? trey hasn't been around to feed you the love potion he mixed into the pastries. he's been doing it since the two of you were children. it started as an accident when he unintentionally knocked it into the practice batter and you ate it and... he just likes it when you're in love with him. is that so terrible of a thing to want? :< meanwhile, you've always thought your feelings for him were true. ;;;

✧ au in which trey and rook are roommates and you're desperately trying to find a place to stay. isn't it so nice and convenient that your two friends have an extra room open for you to take? :) don't worry about paying rent with money. you can pay with other things.

✧ researcher trey x captive mer darling. maybe you're scared or anxious around humans and he's ultimately the one who befriends you. of course he does so with his own intentions in mind...

✧ trey with a darling who has a fear of men and he helps you get more comfortable around him by showing you he's safe and would never hurt you. he's just so gentle and so trustworthy and so sweet; he's so good at minding your personal space and being so patient and helpful. unfortunately, he just wants you to be more comfortable so it'll be easier to slide into your heart. and maybe he gets impatient and non-cons you instead. :( all of that trust... shattered. but now he has you all to himself and can slowly twist your perception of him in the strangest ways. he gaslights you into thinking that other men would do the same thing, but it'd be much worse and so you can really only ever trust and rely on him. see? doesn't he treat you so softly? you don't have to be scared; he helps you, saves you, protects you. he's good and others are bad.

✧ i never talk about trey's starsending robes, but omg they're so !!!!!!! stargazer trey who is there to collect your wish and you wish for a boyfriend because you thought it'd be a silly and lighthearted wish to make. trey is going to grant that wish if it's the last thing he does. >:D

✧ vampire trey.

✧ trey helping you fix your gag reflex by fucking your mouth often!!!! <3 now when you brush your tongue you won't gag anymore. :)

✧ serial killer trey and his obsession with collecting full sets of teeth from his victims. your teeth are especially fascinating to him, and thus you shall be his next victim.

✧ tooth fairy trey LOL.

✧ dentist trey......... but he's the dentist from novocaine. the sheer gaslighting in this song omg. the "you're bleeding now cuz you never floss" line.......... dentist trey is my beloved. i hope others can see this vision.

✧ OMG WAIT. dentist trey and dr. riddle... the two horsemen of the medical malpractice apocalypse. ;;;;;;;;;;; maybe they're roommates and you see the both of them for annual check-ups, so it's over for you when you wake shackled in their flat. T_T they know your medical history so well; you're in good hands.

✧ trey who takes care of you when you're sick, only to realize he quite likes it when you're so weak and feeble. he intentionally keeps you sick so you'll rely on him and if you think something's amiss he gaslights all of your worries away, minimizing them with a simple, "it must be a rough flu season..." or "don't push yourself so hard; you'll only get sicker." >:( no!!!! trey, you're the one making darling sicker!!!!!! in the same vein that trey is your greatest pathogen, he is also your greatest panacea. for only he gets to decide when you can heal and get better. :)

✧ you often party a lot with cater, so trey's seen you when you're intoxicated far too many times. he tries to be upstanding and honest on the surface, if only to look normal and reliable. but how can he resist when you're right there on his bed, passed out like a corpse?

[teddie-bear420]

CHARLIE AND VIVA

The princess of hell and her trusty knight are on a mission to save sinners souls!

Doodles and rambles under the cut, and I mean like walls of text

be aware I make shit up a lot, I was very high on drugs and gay sex

Welcome to the show I’ve made in my head, ok where to begin? I guess with how boring I find Charlie nd vaggie in the show proper, I like them, they just don’t have any real spice to them. Charlie is a just a girl, she has no real friends and just surrounds herself with others problems. Check out the beginning of episode four, husk just says that out loud, we saw it once with angel dust and then they totally drop it for the rest of the show. I wanted to see Charlie fail and get back up again, but we don’t see that! Idk maybe I want more out of the text but I hated to see Charlie act like a baby, not a young woman, I makes me so mad that she isn’t really friends with anyone, no fun dynamics, Charlie kinda just looks at her guests and ‘employees’ but she never sees them. I mean like give me some bff moments with Charlie, she has no friends, she a loser baby!

Vaggie is the best better at making friends, and enemies honestly she is the second protagonist. I hated her until I saw her fuck ass bob. I fell in love

Ok so I made a prequel hazbin design that I just fell in love with, here she is. Ok so girls is bugs, vaggie is a moth and lute is a mantis, they grew up together in heaven. Being raised to be an exorcist was pretty sweet except for the military indoctrination!

Wonderful lute convo here

So vaggie is now in hell and is saved by Charlie, who believes that vag is a sinner. Eventually they get together romantically and start working on the happy hotel project, then they get angle dust as a guest. You know the deal, but how did vag get with Charlie? Who asked who out? I love how loyal vaggie is to Charlie but WHY is she so loyal? I think because Charlie wanted to ask about vaggies life and she took the opportunity to become a new person !

I think having char be the ray of sunshine in such a violent place attracts the lost and broken to her is cool. Vaggie tells ridiculous lies about her human life like being ran over by a horse. And being a pirate captain. Vaggies colors go from green to purple, aesthetic goes from Joan of arc lesbian to a captain Ching Shih lesbian yknow what I mean?

Charlie is taken in with this eccentric woman and befriends her. And also when Charlie and vaggie start to get closer char gifts her the red ribbon that vaggie wears all the time. The pink red is Charlies color and it sticks to all of her friends! Like when angel and Charlie get really close she gifts him the hot pink gloves and he wears them for the duration of the show. (I’ll write about that in another post lol)

MY CHARLIE loves to feed people food she’s made, so she just keeps feeding vaggie and the she starts to beef up, buff 5’4 vaggie lets gooooo. They cook food together and help sinners together. I forgot to mention that Charlie in my perfect world does actual charity work, she works down at the soup kitchen and cleans up the parks and gives people work, Charlie is just constantly busy and never gives herself a day off. Vaggie does her best to help while constantly working on her prodigious.

These girls also work at the local theater! They do a lot of dress up! And i really liked the idea that Charlie is astanged from her dad and is no contact with him. So she isn’t some princess that’s throwing money at the poor. She builds her own motel for the happy hotel project so that when it is destroyed they can build the hotel proper and have an actual emotional impact.

A little comic I sketched of out, Charlie was calling her dad for help with the hotel but he completely shuts her down and calls her idea dumb, I liked when Lucifer was a shitty dad that called Charlie a failure, instead of some sad loser who forgets to call his daughter, like I have a shitty dad and he tore down lots of my ideas and then is confused when I don’t talk to him.

Like idk how there are so many characters with daddy issues but they all are poorly written…

What else is there? Ermmm, I suppose I like Charlie as a demon that looks the most human out of the cast, like sure she has clown makeup as skin but giving her round ears and a demon tail looks super cute. And in the first few episodes Charlie hides her tail and uses it as a belt, and as a show of faith she reveals her tail to the hazbin gang!