#commander kunis

[brotherconstant]

SEAN BAEK as COMMANDER KUNIS in THE EXPANSE “Congregation” (3.12)

[nathorz]

Here's all 7 of the Christmas gift drawings I did. Also wanna say again, if you did not get a drawing it is only because I did not have enough time to make one for everybody! Im sorry

[sh1-n0bu]

You ever wonder about scara jerking himself off while you abuse his hole?

Just thinkin' ;)

♡︎ 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙩 ♡︎

characters: sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

warnings: rough sex, creampie, overstimulation, dacryphillia, brat taming, mirror sex, cock can be interpreted as strap on - anything that’s comfy for u guys

notes: a biiiittt different than your og req but still the same thing, just a different tone. i hope you like the recipe! also it has been a while since i visited the sub genshin tags. hello my little horny goblins! have y’all missed me?/jk jk

what’s this???? nobu finishing up another req after publishing another one last night???? has she finally defeated writer’s block?????

“shlo-OOOUH! shlowerrrh~! [nam-] ca-aahnt!♡︎♡︎” letting out a guttural sob, scaramouche squirted all over his stomach again. he was being a little shit for the entire week - ruining your perfectly made cake, throwing tantrums like a kid, cussing you out when you forgot to give him his usual goodbye kisses before leaving for work. the list goes on and on.

and now when he’s met the consequences of his own actions he’s telling you to be gentle? after ruining the hard work you put in your cake’s icing? in his dreams.

the short man let out another choked scream when your cock hit his oversensitive prostate again, the plush soft muscle getting abused over and over ruthlessly by the tip of your cock repeatedly hitting them, clawing at your back with his blunt nails in a pathetic attempt to at least try and get you to slow down so he can properly breathe.

and it seems like his prayers were answered when you slowed down before stopping, the bruises formed by your hands’ rough grip on his waist making him let out a whine at the feeling, the bleeding bite marks left by your teeth still stinging so deliciously. the brat let out another whine when you pulled out of his hole, your cum flowing out of his loose hole and running down his plushy, hickey covered shaking thighs.

unfortunately the brat’s wishes didn’t last long when you manhandled his tiny body, turning him over with his back to your chest - looking straight at the full body mirror propped against the wall. everything looked so lecherous - from the sticky cum covering the insides of his thighs, the dark and blue hickeys on his neck and chest to the remains of his own fluids covering his tummy.

gosh scaramouche was completely ruined.

“[n-name] plea-ashee… n-no mowree~ sensitiIIGGH!!♡︎“ a shrill sound resembling a squeal left his lips when you slammed yourself all the way until the hilt back into him once more. small hands clenching and flexing, seemingly trying to grab ahold of something to try and get his fucked silly mind together again.

“‘m getting a bit tired kuni. so you gotta do some of the work too” guiding his one hand to his swollen, angry red cock you silently commanded him to stroke himself - which scaramouche understood. sloppily running his hand up and down on his cock, rubbing the slit wet precum filled tip with his thumb your sweet dumb boy just couldn’t help but let out another wail when you hooked your hands under his shaking legs and slammed him down to the rhythm of his strokes.

understanding the situation as much as his mushy brain could comprehend, scaramouche jerked himself off at a faster pace. hands stuttering with his tear stained eyes and flushed face looking directly at the mirror, the puppet could easily see your cock slipping in and out of his pink hole over and over. he was so tired - his tiny cock only managing to spill a small amount of cum as he spasmed through another orgasm yet you still didn’t stop.

after all someone’s gotta teach him how to stop being a brat right?♡︎

[rosedom]

hey, hey, hey! i don’t know if you’ve done something like this before, but if you did, then you can just ignore it. so, um, insecure virgin ftm kuni, who’s specifically shy about being naked. then reader’s there, comforting him as he fucks the shit out of him, giving him all the pleasure he deserves. we basically give him comfort sex and say reassuring things to him. feel free to not acknowledge this if it isn’t up to your tastes!

it’s my first time requesting here, and i’ve read your works. you’re such a good writer, i swear.

"an unnamed player has invited WANDERER to play . . . my gaze is no threat unto you

✦ㅤㅤ 【 CW 】 dom!top!amab!reader, sub!bottom!ftm!wanderer, vaginal fingering, PIV sex, loss of virginity, reassurance + gratuitous praise, creaming + creampie, alluded aftercare .

A/N : this is so late . . but mmmmm this prompt was simply too sweet for me to pass up forever ><

"do you want to watch, [PLAYER]? press KEEP READING to spectate the match."

You close your eyes, and the shirt comes off; you know, now, that Kunikuzushi is left entirely bare, perched hovering as he is above your lap. It falls to the floor—somewhere—with an audible thud.

“Don’t look.”

You laugh, kind, and theatrically cover your—already closed, thank you—eyes. “I’m not!” 

He sighs. “I just—” he cuts himself off with a groan, arms falling from where they were perched on your shoulders. “Ugh.”

“What izzit, Kuni?” you ask, adjusting yourself so one hand stays firmly covering both of your eyes, letting the other be free to rest on the bare swell of his hip. Your fingers draw soothing circles across his skin. “Talk to me.”

“I—” He tries to scoot off of you, but your hands, quicker than your brain can catch up to them, both shoot out to grab his shoulders, to keep him from moving away; however, it only serves to trip him up, to make him fall into your lap. Your eyes remain shut, even as you feel his heat emanating against your equally bare thighs, your bare cock.

He reaches for your wrist, takes it in shaky hand; and you softly smile. “I’m sorry, Kuni,” you repeat, sincere—because even as you want him, in every way, shape, and form, you want only what he will give: if that means you cannot touch, then that is okay, too. 

“Sorry, sorry—” you stammer, and you try to correct it, to lift him back up, but—you’re running blind, here, and your hands miss the mark, groping down his flanks in pitch darkness. He makes an aborted sound in his throat, loud without your vision to counteract it.

His breath leaves him in a shaky exhale, slow, whistling through his teeth, before he falls limply into you. You can feel the flutter of his open eyes against you, eyelashes brushing your neck, before he squeezes them shut, squeezes out a quiet, “You can look.”

“But—”

“Do it before I change my mind.” 

Since you've reached his hips, finally, you give his soft skin a dutiful squeeze. “I’m not looking until you're absolutely sure, sweetheart.” 

Kuni groans again. “I’m sure,” he says, quietly, belying the way he acts so offended, so impatient. “Just look already.”

You tip your head to the side, eyes still stubbornly closed. You're about to say something else—probably another, Are you sure?—, but Kuni grabs your wrists and forces one hand down between his legs, forces your palm against his warm cunt. Your fingers, helpless to his strong grip, dip, just-so, into the give of his hole.

“Kuni—”

“I-if you won't look,” he mumbles, pressing his hips into your touch, “then you can at least please touch.” (It’s cute, how he thinks he's commanding when your finger is sinking into the first knuckle, his cock swollen against your palm.)

Your eyes flutter open, at that, gentle gaze falling on his flushed embarrassment. You only look at his face, and you shake your one hand out from his in order to cup his ruddy cheeks. “Kuni, baby, you're so pretty.”

“I—”

You cut off his words with a soft kiss, breath hot against his lips. “You're beautiful,” you say, louder, absolutely sure, “and you feel perfect.” Not look, not yet; instead, you only nudge your finger in deeper, slick n’ right to the root, and you delight in his choked off whimper.

(As the physical heft of him is heavy in your grasp, heavy on your palm, so, too, is the mental weight of knowing that this is his first: that you are seeing him, taking him, in a way that nobody has before.

It’d almost be a surprise, really, had you not known him so well.)

When Kuni’s body only melts into you, though, with no sign of resistance, of not wanting this—you finally allow your eyes to drop down, and—and—oh.

Your breath leaves you in a quick exhale, fingers stilled where they’re buried in deep. “You’re—you’re really, really beautiful, Kuni,” you murmur, breathless, and you’re not exaggerating—not at all, because really? Kunikuzushi is the most gorgeous man you have ever set your eyes upon.

He’s all pale, unblemished skin—that is, save for the sweet little birthmark below his eye. Even the mole is as pristine as the rest of him, silky and smooth as the skin of his cheek that your palm rests against. Speaking of his eyes—God. They’re this gorgeous, deep indigo, pretty as the midnight sky, and they’re looking away from you, abash.

“Look at me,” you murmur, the irony not lost on you (after all, was it not him only minutes ago, asking you to look at him?). “Let me look at those pretty eyes while I open you up for me, yeah?”

“Don’t be so crass—” he says, aghast, eyes turning sharply to you; yet for all he gripes, his eyes are molten, the pitch darkness of his pupils swallowing up the twilight of his irises. 

You merely curl your finger, once, to quiet him. “I’ll be as crass as I want, beautiful.” You ease a second, a third finger into him, working him open in gentle motions that make him bite his lip, make him cry out into the scant space between your faces. His hands fall, weakly gripping at your sides in a desperate bid to anchor himself against these new feelings.

Speaking of new: “After all,” you go on to murmur, leaning in close and letting your whispers fall against his pink lips, “it’s your first time. I wanna make this good for you, sweet boy.” You punctuate your words with a gentle stretch, pulling your fingers apart and nudging your fingertips against his g-spot. 

He gasps out, “H-how did—mm—you know?” 

When your pinkie fingers begins to nudge at the edge of his filled hole, a crystalline tear falls from the waterline of his eyes, wide and—is that fear?

“Lucky guess,” you reply, letting your hand slip free of his cunt and kissing away his soft, whimpering mewl. “Is this okay?” Your thumb collects the tear, smearing it away between your flesh as you make it known that you are going at his pace, even while you tease and play it like you're in charge; because for all the power you hold, you would so easily relinquish it back to him. 

(A submissive, a bottom—they hold all the power, like this.

Especially your virgin Kuni.)

But all he settles on is a gruff, “Get on with it.” 

Smiling softly, you nuzzle your noses together, giggling when he kisses you for it. “‘m gonna make you feel so good,” you promise against his lips, kissing him once before you take hold of his hips, “gonna make your first time awesome.” 

And Kuni fucking giggles. 

“Aha!” You smile, wide, even while you lift him and his hand scrabbles to position your cock properly, cockhead kissing his own before it catches on his hole. “Got you to laugh, sweetheart.

Now,” you continue, letting him slip into your cock, inch by inch, “you gonna let me fuck you silly?” 

He nods, desperately, all pretenses lost to the heady stretch of your cock in him. There's a resistance, brief, there-and-gone, before your cock passes through and sinks right in to the hilt. Your balls press against his spread-wide labia, but you’ve hardly the mind to pay attention to your own cock right now—not when Kuni’s nails are biting into your shoulders, now, tears flowing down his cheeks in thick rivulets.

“Kuni—”

“Move,” he interrupts, voice wholly shattered, “move, move—”

And you do. 

“You're so perfect for me,” you murmur, lathering the praise on thick as you guide him, hands controlling his grinds as he rides your cock with all that inexperienced gusto that makes heat throb low in your gut. “You're taking my cock so well, sweet boy, fucking yourself like that—God, Kuni, you're everything.” 

At a shift in the angle of your hips, he moans loudly, your cockhead butting against his g-spot in a way that makes his legs give out. 

“Please,” he cries, indigo bangs plastered to his forehead. “I—I can’t—”

“It's okay.” His eyes go wide as you tip him back, pressing him into the pillows and thrusting in deep, cock hitting new spots and bullying its way ever deeper into him. “It's okay, Kuni, baby, I got you.

“You can.”

He begins to thrash his head side to side on the pillow, overwhelmed with the new sensations wracking his body, of your cock sliding in, out, in, out; but when you reach down to thumb at the hot jut of his cock, he’s a goner. 

“Cumming—!” he cries, pulling you down into him as his cunt creams around you, as he buried his face into your neck and helplessly sucks at your skin. The feeling of his orgasm, of the way he moans so prettily, of the simple knowledge that you were his first (and that you will be his last)—it all sends you toppling over your own edge, cock pulsing as you empty yourself inside him. 

You can feel his heartbeat thrum against you. “Oh, oh, Kuni,” you coo, finally, the two of you finally beginning to calm down, hearts synchronized. “You did perfect.”

He huffs at you, tired eyes looking at you through damp lashes. “I—” he coughs, then: “Thank you.” 

“You don't need to thank me, sweet boy,” you murmur, kissing him softly as your limbs begin to pleasantly ache. “Let me run a bath.” 

“You don’t have to.”

You roll your eyes, fond, slipping out of him with a slick squelch that makes you hiss, forces the air out of his chest. “I want to. C’mon,” you finish, lifting him up beneath his knees (because God knows he'll be too shaky on them should be standing himself) and taking long strides to the bathroom. 

Losing your virginity—it’s not always so cut and dry, so easy, but Kuni is glad to have lost it with you. So as the warm bath water eases his own limbs, he leans back into you with a sigh. “Thank you,” he whispers, hardly audible, always so scared to be forthright in his affection.

You smile, soft, and kiss the wet crown or his head; you say nothing else, but the relaxed heartbeat that Kuni feels thumping against his back is all the response he needs.

He’s glad you looked.

yolo !! and anon, ur words r too kind ;; thank u <333 (‾◡◝)

15 MAY 2024, @rosedom, rosey .

[sparklingpax]

Have you ever watched Brave Command Dagwon? It has similar vibes to TF Masterforce.

Hello there!!

I haven't watched it yet, as I'm trying to watch all the Yuusha Series installments in order, and I still haven't started Goldran 😳

But anyway, wow! Really?? 👀👀👀 I'm excited to get to it then!!! :D Thanks for the heads up, anon!!! ^^ 💫

-Kuni ✨

[hitomisuzuya]

IDK IF U WRITE THREESOMES BUT STEP BRO SCARA AND HIS FRIENDS (wanderer and kabuki?) x yn??

Stepcest. DNI if it makes you uncomfortable, please. Scaramouche x fem!reader Wanderer x fem!reader Kunikuzushi (Kabukimono) x fem!reader. Foursome. Smut. Degradation. Praise. Wanderer receiving. A lot of cum😳

Scaramouche had told you to be a good girl, and his friends, Wanderer and Kunikuzushi were going to come to play. And you were always more than willing to oblige your step brother.

At first, Scaramouche could barely stand standing his darling stepsister moan and whine for anyone else but him. But ever the doting older step brother he is, he instructed Wanderer and Kunikuzushi on how to properly fuck you, giving him the dominance he always craved over you.

He was currently rolling his eyes at Kunikuzushi's consistent loud whimpers and moans. Kunikuzushi held you down, his hands grasping your wrists tightly like he was clutching you as he pounded his cock inside of you.

The feeling of you clenching around him, the sounds of your moans and high pitched whimpers every time his cock nudged into your sweet spot only fueled his lust. He was unaccustomed to pleasure this intense, and it was easy for him to get lost on it.

"Please..please..keeping moaning like that," Kuni's voice shook in bliss, the cum from his first orgasm making his cock squelch wetly in and out of your cunt, "...sounds so.. pretty.."

Scaramouche pushed his face down onto your chest to shut him up. Kunikuzushi's needy tongue swirled around your nipple, content to whimper in bliss as he sucked it into his mouth. "Makes this slut clench tighter, doesn't it?" He hissed, flicking your unattended your nipple, rolling it between his fingers when you body jerked from the stimulation.

Kunikuzushi snapped his hips into yours, whining in bliss as his cock throbbed more cum inside of you. Your legs shook, your hips bucking up to meet his frenzied thrusts as you writhed underneath him.

Scaramouche decided that Kunikuzushi had fucked enough of his cum inside of you, ignoring his protesting whine as Wanderer helped separate him from you.

Scaramouche pulled you into his lap, lowering you down onto his cock all at once. He grit his teeth as his cock sank between your walls, smacking a hand on your ass before grasping your hips to bounce you on his cock. "She enjoys being yanked around, don't you, whore?" You nodded, your feeble yes turning into a moan as your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

Wanderer wanted to test the obedience that Scaramouche bragged about. How his stepsister was an obedient slut to his every whim. Your tear filled eyes opened feeling Wanderer's hand on the back of your head.

He turned your head, holding it in place as he pushed his cock against your lips. "Open and suck," He commanded, precum smearing on your lips as you opened your mouth. Your tongue flattened and curled around his cock, sucking as he pushed it into your throat. "Such obedience," Wanderer groaned, stroking the back of your head, "What a good slut."

You gagged on his cock, moaning in bliss as his degradating praise made your cunt clench tighter around Scaramouche's cock. You felt the sting of Scaramouche's hand on your ass again, suddenly creaming on his cock when he pinched and rubbed your clit.

Wanderer smirked seeing Scaramouche suddenly glare at him, clearly vexed he couldn't hear his stepsister's moans of bliss with your mouth wrapped around his cock.

Kunikuzushi's cock had hardened again watching the way your breasts bounce with Scaramouche's thrusts, drool and Wanderer's cum spilling from your mouth. He took one of your hands and placed it on his cock. He folded it and rutted his cock into it, sighing in bliss as you pumped your hand.

It wasn't long before Kunikuzushi's cum spilled into your hand and onto your chest, Scaramouche's cum seeping from your hole as he fucked you through his orgasm.

When you were lifted off of Scaramouche's cock and turned over into you stomach, Wanderer grasping a handful of you air as he raised your hips, you knew it was going to be a long night while your body trembled in pleasure.

[sashi-ya]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 2: GOD FORM Nika! Luffy x F! Reader

Requested by: @jessysapphireblue ➡ Kinktober! Prompt 2 wirh our luffy🥰🥰 Luffy with a female magician reader. Perhaps in a nice secluded Environment and we know curious luffy is and how He would love to test it out with her as she is an absolute sweetheart and laughing with him but she is always so kind and gentle with him even during everything. Pls? I love your writing 🥰💙🩵 tw: mdni. Luffy turns to Nika with his G5. oral. food play. luffy takes you to the clouds, literally. vag. size kink. pretty sweet and romantic. 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Moonshine, kissing your skins with soft silver light. Every time you look up in the sky, and the moon is on full display, you remember Wano kuni.

“Luffy… it’s been a long time since I’ve seen your Nika form” you mumble, with a curious hidden intention floating around in your mind. Not only Luffy is handsome in his normal form, but, the white curls and red eyes have been in the back of your mind since you caught a glimpse of it in between tears of joy for his reborn.

“Nhh? You wanna fight, (Name)?” he jokes, laughing like he only knows how to. That laughter that alters the rhythm of your heart; that makes it beat to the sound of happy drums.

You stand up immediately, looking at him, ignoring he was joking about fighting.

“I don’t wanna fight, I wanna… uh… you know…” you stutter, is not that you aren’t close to Luffy enough to ask him to have intimacy, but this sounded differently. However, Luffy can tell -only with you- when you want it.

“Shi. Shi. Shi… you want me to do it while in Nika form? I kinda thought of it once in the bathroom” he asks, taking the straw hat off his face, allowing his adorable cheeks to be bathed by the biggest star shining above the skies.

Your cheeks burn. He thought of it once?

Your eyes land on his sunshine ones, and nod with no further words. Yet, your expression seems enough to give Luffy the yes he needed.

As soon as it is humanly possible to think, Luffy snatches you by the waist and jumps into the beach coast. It was a calm night. The Sunny had docked in a calm island, with no villains to defeat and only to grab some food to continue the trip after Wano. Everybody had already eaten; Sanji and Zoro were doing the dishes and most of the Strawhats were sleeping inside their home, the Thousand Sunny Go.

“I need a place with a lot of moonlight” he chimes, while jumping off the railing to the slightly cold sand underneath.

“Is that a need for your powers?” you ask, curious.

Luffy doesn’t really know if it’s true or not, but he enjoys seeing your face while his body mixes with yours.

“Mmm… I don’t know…” he lies, and you can clearly tell.

Soon, you get to a secluded area right next to the beach. The waves crashing against some rocks will be the perfect companion to the drums of liberation you are sure you will hear.

“So, how should I do this… nghh…” Luffy thinks, pressing his index in the middle of his forehead. Maybe he needs to transmute or connect his energy to another being to turn into Nika?

You wait, sitting on the rock where he deposited you. Looking like a magical mermaid, Luffy suddenly understands that turning into Nika was easier while looking at the person that makes his heart go fast.

And in indeed, and all of a sudden, with his eyes fixed on yours, his heart starts to go even faster. Beating harder against his chest, turning the things that surrounded him into soft gum.

His pristine white locks flow with the sea breeze, and you could swear the moon shines brighter than before since he transformed. The waves act differently, as if they were waiting for Luffy to command them. And you can’t help but gawk at his majestically look… he does look like a God. His litmus halo, the bleached clothes, his smile, the crimson eyes…

“L-Luffy…” you mumble, in awe. It’s the first time you have him right in front of you, and so close, in such form.

He smiles, or rather, smirks. It makes your stomach drop, and your thighs to tightly close.

Luffy pounces on you, laughing. Your back doesn’t hurt when it hits the rocks behind. It’s all soft, and caring, and you feel happy but also there is a presence that feels like is crushing your lungs, making you dizzy… it is the intensity of Luffy’s Gear 5 power and will.

“You know I can imagine anything and make it happen, (Name)?” he asks, with his pointy nose pressed against yours.

You sigh, loudly. There is enough tension built inside your chest. “I… yes…?”

“If I want to, your clothes can turn into delicious chocolate… shishishi” he laughs, touching your chest. His hands play with the fabrics that cover your body and suddenly he can rip them with no effort. Luffy takes a piece into his mouth, he is even amazed at his own power… in deed, what he wanted, turned to be real; your clothes are made of chocolate now.

He begins devouring your shirt first, and then your pants and when he is ready the panties that began to soak with your needy fluids are now melting in your skin.

Luffy gloats before attacking. He does not eat desperately just yet. First, he bites one string of your panties, and then the other. The tip of his front teeth graze your hipbones, making your quiver every time he does. Your hand reaches his hair and lovingly plays with his soft, alabaster curls.

Everything feels like happiness; pleasure and lust mix with pumping hearts of full devotion and love.

His tongue finally reaches for your core, and while he rejoices in the flavour of chocolate he also does with the salty caramel taste of your core.

Luffy’s fingers search for your hand, and when both collide they interlock; the more he pleases you orally, the more you squeeze.

And he takes you to heaven, because if there is something he is the king already of, that’s oral. Your back arches, and orgasm approaches. One of many more of those he likes to drink from.

But this God does not only take you to the stars just with pleasure, but quite literally…

Easing off the buzzing sound of your heart pumping in your ears, with still aftershocks of pleasure from your climax, you feel his arms around your waist and the wind in your face.

“Luffy! What are you doing?” you ask, surrounding with your arms his neck.

“Let’s try going up to the skies!” he laughs, jumping with you in arms. What once used to be sand, looks more like an elastic bed that he uses to fly up.

You open your eyes, as wide as possible -maybe even popping out?- making him laugh louder. While you can’t help but panic to see your feet that far from the ground… but after all, this is exactly what dating Luffy feels like.

White fluffy material, that feels humid and soft, surrounds both of you. And soon you understand these are clouds.

“Here!” he chimes, pouncing into the most dense of them. Nami has taught you that clouds are nothing but water in a different form, there is no way it can hold you two.

Oh, but it does. As long as Luffy can imagine it, it can.

He helps you lay your back on it, and while your naked body feels like being engulfed by the velvety sensation of such magical bedding, Luffy gets ready to place a sweet kiss on your lips.

“You told me once that being with me feels like you are in cloud nine… but since you didn’t come with us to Skypiea, I thought this could be similar to it…” he whispers, with lips pressed on yours and the sexiest smile you ever seen on his lips.

His right hand next to your face. The left one, softly caressing your cheek. Your toes pulling down his white pants, with your eyes fixed on the darkening of his sight. There is something taking over Luffy, it is perhaps lust. Or maybe something else, you can’t describe so simply.

Hardness you already recognize, playfully grazing your entrance, getting ready to slide deep inside of you.

“Can I try something else?” he asks, before entering completely into you.

“Whatever you do, I want it” you purr, with a soft smile and your index softly caressing his cheekbone scar.

His lips slowly part as he lets himself get surrounded by your clenching inner walls. A growl, manly and not often heard, escapes his lips. A moan coming from yours, mixes with his pants.

You suddenly feel like your insides going bigger, something growing deep inside you. It goes gently, hitting every corner and spot of pleasure in your body.

“Lu- Luffy… what is it?” you ask, confused but still almost unable to think straight because of how good it feels.

“You like it? It is.. ngh… me… bigger me…” he grunts, letting himself crush you with the weight of his body. The pressure around his growing member feels heavenly and he can’t even play cool no more.

His lips land on your neck, while his hips move in and out. Faster every time. Harder, deeper… bigger…

Sloppy lids frame your eyes that fix into the immensity of a sky full of stars. They shine closer to you than ever; they aren’t above, but around you this time.

Your arms hug him tightly, your heels carve on the small of Luffy’s back, your nails scratch his shoulder blades… and your hearts synchronize to the beating drums of liberation, up and above the skies 💖 ~

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[ventismacchiato]

24 behind the lens — how to get akumatized 101 !

scaramouche x g!n reader

notes; translations for the french will be at the bottom of this chapter!

That morning felt surreal. Almost like you were walking through a hazed dream. You awoke to the feeling of calloused hands on your skin, your shirt scrunched up and Kuni’s head tucked in the space between your neck and shoulder. He looked peaceful when he was asleep. The crease above his eyebrows was relaxed and his lips were parted open every so slightly. He looked so inviting.

You awkwardly scooted yourself out of his grasp and got yourself ready while he was asleep. By the time you were done, his head was still under the pillow. You took a quick photo before gently shaking him awake. He grumbled before sitting upwards, his hair sticking up every way as he carded his hand through it.

It was a little too domestic for a pair of people who weren’t even dating yet.

He patted your waist on his way to the bathroom, his hand pinching the skin underneath the hem of your shirt.

It all felt a little too good to be true.

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

“Why did we have to walk here?” you question, your legs sore as you and Kuni make your way toward the Eiffel Tower.

“Want me to carry your lazy ass?” Kuni asks, earnestly, as you both finally arrive. There’s quite a crowd for it being so early in the evening, causing Kuni to pull up his mask as he grabs ahold of your back to direct you towards the elevator. You let him guide you as he kept you close to him.

He’d told you to dress nicely for lunch, which was why you were now blessed with a view of Kuni clad in a dress shirt as he stared out the lift.

It was all a little too much for you two to not even be official.

You squirm around in your seat, not used to getting spoiled quite like this. It’s true, being a popular streamer made you rather comfortable with money, but you never went out of your way to treat yourself quite like this. You never really had to when Xiao insisted on paying for everything when your group went out.

“Is this too much?” Kuni asks, sliding over a glass of water towards you.

“No, I’m just not used to it,” you answer, taking the glass from him. Even the dishes were fancy.

“You should start getting used to it then,” Kuni calmly says as you almost choke on your water.

A waiter decides to appear right then, sending you a worried look as you waved him off to assure him you weren't dying.

“Bonjour, qu’est ce que vous désiréz commander?” the waiter asked, his accent causing you to only understand the first half of his sentence. You really should’ve paid more attention to your French lessons.

Kuni pulls his mask down, eyeing the menu for a quick minute. You couldn’t help but notice the hue or pink dusting across the waiter’s face as he saw Kuni’s face. Your stomach felt a little sick at the sight

“Bonjour, on prendra le plat du jour,” Kuni answers, his usual voice tilted with a slight accent.

The waiter notes it down and turns away to walk off before looking back.

“Désolé, est-ce que je peux avoir ton numéro de téléphone?” He questions, his ears a bright red.

Kuni gestures at you in response, “Désolé, j'ai déjà quelqu'un.”

The waiter quickly nods and scurries off. You feel a bit proud of that, whatever it was.

“Hope you don’t mind I ordered for you, you mentioned you liked this dish before,” Kuni says, pointing to the menu.

“It’s cool,” you answer, “I didn’t know you knew French.”

“My mom forced me to learn,” Kuni hums.

“That means you can seduce in French, right?” you joke.

“I suppose I can if you’re into it,” Kuni easily says, “Weird ass.”

“Say something sexy to me then,” you propose, leaning forward.

Kuni’s pale cheeks flush underneath your gaze, but he still abides by your request. He reaches across the table to grab ahold of your hand, caressing your knuckles with his thumb.

“Tu es magnifique sous le ciel étoilé,” he muses.

“What’s that mean? It sounded hot.”

“J'aimerais être assez courageux pour pouvoir t'embrasser,” he says instead, a smirk tilting up on his lips.

“You’re so mean,” you huff, ignoring how his hands felt on yours.

He kept it there until your guys’ meal arrived, only letting go when you both had to eat.

behind the lens !

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jungkook as scara

i forgot to give childe’s comments likes mb

translations:

(1) paris est magnifique quand je suis avec toi = paris is beautiful when I'm with you

(2) bonjour, qu’est ce que vous désiréz commander? = hi, what would you like to order?

(3) bonjour, on prendra le plat du jour = hello, we will take the dish of the day

(4) désolé, est-ce que je peux avoir ton numéro de téléphone? = sorry, can i have your phone number?

(5) désolé, j'ai déjà quelqu'un = sorry, i’m taken

(6) tu es magnifique sous le ciel étoilé = you look beautiful under the starry sky

(7) j'aimerais être assez courageux pour pouvoir t'embrasser = i wish i had the bravery to kiss you

author’s notes — thank you to ori and xiydia for helping me translate the french!! mwah mwah merci 💋

synopsis — you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?

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[scaralvr]

dendrobiums. scaramouche x gn!reader (angst, no comfort, argument)

prompt #14: "you don't love me, do you?" this is an entry for @versadies writing collab farewell love!!

you had known kunikuzushi for a long time, but not long enough, as it seems he holds secrets to himself he doesn't wish to share with you, his companion, his lover. you believe that upon being cursed with immortality, you've seen it all; the woe and joy that the people around you experience.

though, seeing him distressed and quiet as of late caused your heart to twinge with an inexplicable searing pain. living in a peaceful house isolated within the heavenly fields of inazuma, you found it hard not to feel lonely sometimes, with kunikuzushi being oddly silent.

your kimono fluttered in the light wind that blew, causing the blades of grass to bend under its command. despite your lover's strange nature, you decided to be patient with him, as you always are. vibrant dendrobiums filled the basket you cradled in your arm, planning on gifting them to kunikuzushi who's been cooped up in the house.

a lovely smile adorned your lips akin to vibrant flower petals as you walked back to the house. lately, the air was menacing, as if no one lived in the small cottage you reside in with him. the cottage was perched on a cliff above water, cutting off the bustle of the nation from your peaceful life with him. you close the door behind you and peer into the hallway around the corner.

the door at the end was agape, where you assumed he was laying in bed again. entering the shinshitsu, you greeted him with a, "good evening, kuni." before sitting on the futon, back facing his figure. a few moments of silence passed.

"i picked dendrobiums for you. i know you're not a big fan of flowers but they were blooming so beautifully and... i thought you'd like them." you meekly commented, fingertips grazing against the flower's stem. "kuni-" you turned around and in an instant he was on top of you, pinning you to the futon as the basket of dendrobiums fell to the side, spilling its contents across the floor.

your pupils dilated. his grip on your wrists tightened but you didn't mind it at first; he would never hurt you. "kunikuzushi?" you repeated, in a hushed voice this time. he finally looked into your eyes after what seemed like an eternity.

those electric violet eyes that you've come to love, filled with such hatred.

"do not fool me. why are you here?" kunikuzushi interrogated, teeth gritting together. "just to love and abandon me, is that it? are you staying longer for the pleasure in knowing how much it will hurt when you finally leave?" tears released from his angry glare that landed on your cheek. "i'm here because i love you." you simply replied.

kunikuzushi clenched his jaw. "i said, don't lie." his nails began to dig into the skin of your wrists and at that, you felt your heart rate slightly quicken. "why would i be lying, kunikuzushi?" you breathed out. "you never tell me anything."

at that statement, kunikuzushi's eyes widened. "what do you- what do you mean?" he asked, his grasp loosening but refusing to release. "do you doubt me that much?" you queried with a trembling voice, a tear slipping from your eye and falling onto the futon.

"what happened to you, kunikuzushi? what did they do to you?"

"shut up. you don't know what you're talking about." he whispered, more tears beginning to fall from his eyes. he let go and backed away from you as you sat up, following him out of the room. "you need to tell me something! anything!-" kunikuzushi ignored your protests and covered his ears, "you wouldn't understand. you never understand!"

you paused, "you've never touched me once, don't you know?" he stopped in his tracks. "you never look at me. you haven't done a single thing since we began this hell of a relationship where we promised we'd give each other the affection we never had!" you panted, voice straining to keep a loud volume.

you were afraid he would run away from your inquiries again, from letting you know why he's so distant after years of being with you. that's when you realized, there was only one possibility left.

"you don't love me do you?"

he visibly tensed up. your eyes filled to the brim with more tears bound to escape. all he has to do is say those three words you never heard him tell you before, and you'll be fine. you'll continue to live under the same roof with your lover, who may not tell you everything, but still adores you.

if only that were the case for poor you. poor you, who was victim to the hurtful words he spouted at you, telling you that you're right, he doesn't love you. he supposes he just used you as some sort of mental stability from the people he's met in the past. he supposes that he considered none of this real from the very beginning.

you stood there, hands by your sides as hot tears continuously poured down your face with your mouth slightly agape. oh, the truth hurts, doesn't it?

"love you? i absolutely loathe you, (y/n)." kunikuzushi finished off, shoulders rising and falling with each heavy exhale he took.

a little later, kunikuzushi took a walk to clear his mind. his half-lidded hues flitted across inazuma's heavenly welkin, a gut-wrenching feeling weighing within him. the sun was beginning to set, and he comes to a conclusion. he should learn to let go of the past by now and he'll start with you. you, who have been nothing but patient and gentle with him, you, who never left despite the cold shoulder he gave.

yes, it's always been you. you're the source of his happiness, the reason he wishes to arise to another morning. kunikuzushi feels guilty for what he said earlier and decides to make it up to you by picking dendrobiums, much like the ones you gifted him earlier that he so rudely threw away.

with a hopeful smile gracing his features, he walks through the grass to pick very specific dendrobiums all the while making sure they were perfect from top to bottom, fit for his lover.

kunikuzushi's hands were soiled with the dirt from the ground yet he didn't mind, just as long as he had you waiting for him at home. he sighs out with a grin, rushing to the front door. as he opens it, a strange thought settles in the back of his mind.

the aura seemed a little emptier than usual, but he shrugged it off as the fact that the two of you left off at a bad mood. kunikuzushi was more than ready to apologize, his smile faltering to a smaller one as he realizes you'd probably be mad at him, though he'd understand.

because it doesn't matter, because you'll still stay. to think that you'll be the first person that doesn't betray him still takes him aback sometimes and now, he's ready to accept it.

"my love, i've returned." the nickname sounds a little odd at first, rolling off of his tongue; kunikuzushi hasn't called you an endearment like that, ever. he rounds a corner and makes his way down the hall to the shinshitsu. when he slides the shoji doors open, he drops his flowers but quickly picks them back up.

"(y-y/n)?" he stutters out, gaze anxiously darting about the room as he searches for your presence. how long has he been out for? maybe one, two hours? where could you have gone in all that time? this is when he begins to panic.

kunikuzushi leaves the room and searches all over the house. "(y/n)!" he calls again in a more desperate voice. not now, not yet. he runs outside, panting as he tries to get to the city. stay, for just a little bit longer, he pleads within his mind, hoping to catch sight of you.

you promised...

dodging past hordes of people, he catches a glimpse of you at the docks. kunikuzushi's eyes grow wide in realization. he recollects himself and manages to escape the crowd. his hand reaches for your figure.

"excuse me?"

"huh?" you look up at the man before you who called. "o-oh, nevermind. i thought i saw someone." he stammered, rubbing his neck. you nod your head and enter the boat where you cross paths with your close friend, beidou.

you can see the visible frown on her lips. "you sure you wanna' leave, kid? i mean, it's great you want to continue traveling with the crux again like you used to, but-" you stop her short, "it's alright, beidou. but i appreciate your concern."

you sigh through your nose, giving inazuma a sorrow glance. you'll never forget the lovely puppet you met. the lovely, yet misunderstood puppet.

and that very puppet you were thinking of couldn't do it. he stayed behind a wall, akin to a coward. would things have ended differently if he learned to control his emotions? would you still be in the cottage embracing him in your arms?

he clutches the dendrobiums in his hands, his rigid nails digging into the stems as he thinks about all of these possibilities. kunikuzushi returns to the home he once shared with you with a heavy heart.

upon arrival, he drops the flowers. tears start pouring and in just a few moments, does he start crying like he did those countless nights and for more to come now that you've realized what he truly is.

nothing but a ghastly monster that takes your kindness for granted.

kunikuzushi cries and cries, his body failing him as he falls to his knees. the poor puppet's tears land onto the withering dendrobiums as night covers the whole of inazuma. "i didn't mean it, i didn't," he sobs, recalling the way you looked so harmed by his words.

"i didn't mean anything, i'm sorry," he apologizes to no one in particular, but the wind replies, for it tousles his hair and causes his face to dry, only for more tears to continue dripping. kunikuzushi supposes this is the way it was always going to be like. none of those betrayals were really his fault now, were they?

it's because he can't handle abandonment, and all he wants is to be loved. when he enters the empty bedroom and lays onto the futon, eyes sore from crying, he thinks about a specific time.

the time when you loved him, and always fought for his attention.

"kuni, look!" you presented him a dendrobium, "isn't it pretty? it's pretty just like you!" you happily chirped, walking by his side. kunikuzushi stayed silent as he looked around; anywhere but your gaze. you avoided a frown from placing itself on your lips.

"h-hey, what do you think of nature? it's fascinating, isn't it?" you asked, tilting your head as an attempt to view his expression. blank.

kunikuzushi hisses at the memory, resenting himself for constantly ignoring your obvious yet somewhat subtle acts of affection. fresh tears peek at the corner of his eyes.

"kuni, i bought you dango from the market! i don't know if you like it, but you can always try!"

"i don't."

you stammer, "h-huh?" kunikuzushi emphasizes, "i don't like desserts. they rot the teeth." he mumbled the end of the sentence and your shoulders sink, "oh, i see. well, that's perfectly reasonable!" you laugh it off with that signature smile of yours.

kunikuzushi closes his eyes. he'd do anything to go back to that moment. he would've told you that it was his favourite thing in the world to eat; dango. kunikuzushi wishes he didn't pretend he never saw the desserts that rotted in the trash that you bought or made just for him.

at that, he begins to wonder what your baking tasted like. you often did it for him...

"kuni? i only realized yesterday that, um, you never told me your birthday and i feel a bit bad for not noticing sooner. so i made you a cake to make up for all the ones i missed!" you said with a smile. all of the hope in your eyes dissipates when he looks at you in disgust.

kunikuzushi sighed, "eat it yourself. don't you ever listen to what i say? i hate sweets."

the next morning, a dark cloud hangs above the puppet's head. he believes he has no purpose without you. he tends to try and convince himself that he resents you, but can never bring himself to do it when he knows the truth he hides deep down.

when he joins the fatui and becomes scaramouche, there are only two reasons he continues to push on further. to steal the gnosis for a heart of his own so he may finally apply to love you again.

but what use is it when you've already moved on?

© scaralvr.

[ninasmovingcastle]

Can I request a Modern!AU where the Reader comes home to Scara crying in his sleep? 🥺

-🍄

what a wonderful idea anon. you think like me fr

your wish is my command love !! <3

promise - wanderer

in which you come home to your beloved kuni crying in his sleep

modern!wanderer x gender neutral!reader

word count: 719

content warnings: he overthinks and sort of guilt trips if you squint

↳ you were held up at work and didn't get a chance to call him to let him know you'd be running late 

↳ he immediately assumed that you don't love him anymore, and that you're gone for good. 

gone, just like the others. gone, gone, gone. you were leaving him just like all the others had, he was sure. 

kuni tried to distract himself from the immense loneliness that swallowed him when you weren't around. he wanted to tell himself that you'd be back soon, but in his heart he instinctively felt that you would never come back to him.

the tv program that he had put on while waiting for time to pass was simply white noise. he couldn't stop checking his phone, despite seeing the night slipping away from him. he constantly refreshed his inbox, desperate to see a notification from you pop up. 

he lay in bed motionless, entirely defeated and engulfed in betrayal once again. he stopped his perpetual refreshing of his messages and grabbed your pillow from your side of the bed. he hugged it to his chest, taking in what he had left of you. 

it's nothing. he'll just move on, like how he did with all the others in his past. as he tries to comfort himself he finds tears stinging the corners of his intense indigo eyes. 

i'm tough, kuni reassures himself. it's no big deal. 

his tears begin to overflow from his eyes, despite him putting forth his best effort to suppress them. 

you're still not home. you hate him for sure, you're breaking up with him in the worst way possible. you're doing this on purpose, you're hitting him right in his weak spot. 

his invasive thoughts keep him awake for much longer, until his eyes become more tired than he is. still clutching your pillow, he begins to drift in and out of sleep.

but even sleep could not bring him the relief of happiness. he dreamt of you complaining about him to your coworkers, letting them read all his messages to you, mocking him, poking fun at all his pain. he stayed asleep, seeing vivid images of how much you obviously hate him. 

it was hours later that your key finally turned in the lock. it was not loud enough to wake kuni up, but he shifted around, hugging the pillow closer, wishing it was you, imagining it was you. 

you took your shoes off to let him sleep as peacefully as possible, turning down the volume of the show that he put on to keep him company. his phone was still glowing beside him in the dim room, open to his recent messages. checking your own phone, you found dozens of unopened desperate texts from him. 

sitting on the edge of the bed, you began to gently shake him awake. his body still twitched with an occasional sniffle here and there; he had cried his eyes out and then some. you smoothed your hand through his hair, whispering his name softly.

"kuni... kuni...?"

he slowly opens his eyes, squinting as he tries to make out the figure in front of him. he perks up as soon as he sees you, but his excitement soon dissolves into superficial anger. he turns away from you.

"where the hell were you?" he demands. his voice is breaking again, yet he knows that he physically cannot cry any more. 

you explain that you were caught up in a late meeting and that you were away from your phone. 

"next time, i'll make sure you know," you reassured him, your soothing voice pulling him closer. 

kuni starts to sit up on the bed, letting the tear-soaked pillow hit the floor. he looks at you, still in your work clothes, with adoration in its purest form.

"next time, you just quit your job," he replies sarcastically. 

he leans into you, letting you hold him. he makes you swear that you won't scare him like that again, locking pinkies to prove it. you maneuver your hand around his and press a kiss to his knuckles. 

"i won't leave you," you promise. 

[apompkwrites]

the making of a god || scaramouche

masterlist characters: scaramouche (platonic) genre: angst contains: spoilers for chapter 3 act iii, scaramouche spoilers, character death, injuries summary: how did things end up this way? how did you go from a doll to something more? notes: trying to get back into writing genshin :) had my hoco yesterday and my booster shot right before that. i'm so tired but i still finished the new archon quest :D parts: [the making of a god (1)] || [the betrayal of a god (2)] || [the loss of a god (3)]

"hng... ngh... nnn..."

"just a bit longer," was all you could hear. you couldn't see anymore, but that was your normal now. they had long since taken your eyes.

"haaaah... blugh... ku... mm..."

"ah, there we are," he hummed, the poking and prodding at your insides finally stopping. it was a strange sensation, feeling anything that is. you weren't made for this, so why? why did you suddenly feel things?

ah, was it then? perhaps it was.

you could recall the very moment you opened your eyes. a woman with long purple hair stared down at you, here eyes occasionally flicking upwards.

"let's get you sitting up, shall we?" she had hummed, flicking her wrist. as if she had you on strings (which she did, you would later learn), your body moved on its own. you were "sat up" as she called it and the world turned sideways. She seemed pleased with herself as she nodded and, with another flick of her wrist, your head turned to your left.

sitting beside you was a boy, dressed in the same white garb as you. he had the same purple hair as the woman did but his eyes were duller than hers. they were glassy, blobs of tears running down his round cheeks. his face seemed to emulate yours, a wide look of wonder and awe present on his doll-like face. if he looked like you, did you have tears running down your face too?

"now stand," the woman commanded, both of your heads turning back to her. despite her command, neither of you moved. your bodies remained stagnant. and all the woman did was sigh, her hands moving together at the same time. "...i see."

this time, your bodies did move. the woman moved her hands and walked out of the room, you and the other boy following behind her. she stood at a terrace overlooking a world that was... colorful, to say the least. plenty of bright colors that you couldn't identify filled your vision.

and soon it was all you saw as you and the boy were left in a place with many vibrant colors. the woman stared the two of you down before turning away, hurrying off, and disappearing into the colors.

the next time the colors changed, you were finally able to move. the boy helped you up at first. apparently, he figured out how to move by "observing the surrounding fauna" as he claimed, a string dangling in front of his face. what a smart boy.

you clung to his arms, your hands clasped around his in a vice grip. you couldn't feel anything at first except a slight tingling in your fingertips. and then there was a tingling in your feet and a little tickle that was barely distinguishable from it.

"we were given names," the boy began, keeping his hands on your arms to steady you. "m...mother told me. before you woke up." when you didn't respond, he took it as a sign to continue. he reached up and moved the string out of his face and then moved his hand to brush a part of your veil out of yours. "you were called (name). and i... kunikuzushi."

"ku..." your lips moved like his, copying the words that left his mouth just a moment before. "kuni...kuzu...shi. kuniku... zushi..."

"kunikuzushi," the two of you said together. "(name)."

"kunikuzushi. (name)."

kunikuzushi and (name). that was all you knew how to say at first. perhaps you were defective. kunikuzushi didn't like to say that but it was a word you had heard from him. he liked to call you different. younger. precious.

and you only knew how to call him by his name or by the little syllables that made it up. you often yelled out for him as you got used to "walking" as he explained. you waddled around aimlessly, occasionally tripping over the strings that tangled up around your feet and ankles.

kunikuzushi only laughed lightly, helping you back up to your feet and brushing away the "leaves" and "petals" that clung to your veil. and then he would take your hand, promising to keep you steady as you walked away from where you were "abandoned".

you learned a lot of words from kunikuzushi during that trip. you learned a lot of words from your big brother.

"monster" was the first word you learned from someone other than your brother. "monster!" the boy cried out as he held up his hammer in defense. you and kunikuzushi stood in his workplace, hand in hand prepared to learn more from him, just as you did the day before. but why was today any different?

why was he so scared of you two? what did "monster" mean and why was he calling you that. that wasn't your name!

"kunikuzushi. (name)," you had tried to explain motioning towards your brother and yourself. it all had to be a misunderstanding, right? maybe he thought "monster" was your name, right?

"monster!" he hurled his hammer at you, the edge he used to flatten the weapons thumping against your chest. a dull pounding resounded in the spot the hammer had hit.

kunikuzushi cried out to you as you fell, his hand shakily hovering over the hole that now appeared on your body. you whimpered, clutching onto his kimono sleeve. he shushed you, hurriedly covering your face with your veil and scooping you up into his arms, running away as the boy continued to cry out "monster! monster!"

"promise" was the second word you learned from someone other than your brother.

the boy was smaller this time and kunikuzushi had to remind you that, no, this was not the same "monster" boy that caused the hole in your chest. this boy was giggly, holding up his hands to you and kunikuzushi.

"fluff" flowers surrounded the three of you and the boy only giggled more when the fluff was caught in your hair and in your brother's clothes. his laughs grew louder when you pointed at the fluff that also covered him.

"promise to come back?" he asked the day you met him. you looked over at kunikuzushi, your precious big brother who always knew what to say. he glanced over at you before nodding to the boy.

"we promise." and you would "fulfill" that promise as your brother said. you came back the next day. and the next. and the next. the next. the next. the next.

and you continued to return every day, even when the boy was in no mood to laugh, his parents nowhere to be found. you continued to return every day until you didn't need to anymore, having permanently moved into his home because he was "ill".

you didn't know what that meant at first. you figured it was something big as your brother always coddled the boy, especially when he was unable to move like you and kunikuzushi upon your "birth".

"promise... to come back?" he had asked you the last day you saw him.

"only if you promise to be here when we do," kunikuzushi replied. and the boy nodded, his doll clutched in his hand and a little cough escaping his lips.

he didn't fulfill his promise.

the lavender melon your brother cradled in his arms fell to the ground with a thud, rolling to the side as you almost fell to your knees. you managed to stay standing before rushing over to the boy, your hands landing on his shoulders.

"you promised..." you whimpered, shaking him. "you promised... promised, promised, promised...!"

you and your brother left that very night, the only remnants of the house being the small doll the boy had "died" with. your brother trembled as the place you used to live in burnt to the ground, the boy's body still inside.

"let's go," he urged, tugging you over to the path that was covered in snow. he paused for a moment, lifted a conical hat onto his head, adjusted your veil to cover your face, and returned to the road.

it was just you two, he promised. just the two of you from now on.

he promised... and yet here you were. dangling in the air with tubes and rods shoved into your body. it was the same as your birth, your body no longer under your control. you felt like you still had strings attached to your limbs. the hole in your chest was now blocked by a single tube that led to some sort of box if you remembered correctly.

your eyes were taken near the beginning of this "project" as the man called it.

"our god will need them more than you," he explained when you asked. and when you asked why all you felt was searing pain from your body, he would only respond with a single word, "test". when you asked why you could no longer feel your leg, he told you "our god is in need of one."

kunikuzushi, you wanted to cry out. you could still feel tears running down your cheeks. did you look like him when he was first born? kunikuzushi, please!

he promised. he promised it would just be you two. and he betrayed you. did he even know? did he even care?

maybe you could think about that after you slept. you were awfully tired. what a new and interesting feeling.

[genderfluid-insomniac]

Shibari!Scaramouche/Wanderer x reader NSFW

(Based on the image above drawn by @mirukopowda on instagram)

A/N: I couldn't not write something based off of this art and I kinda let myself go crazy but enjoy!!

“You feel delighted seeing me tied like this? …. How dare you fucking worm.” Red rope tightly wrapping Kunikuzushi’s arms above his head showing off his bare tattoo marked chest beneath his mesh transparent bodysuit and kneeling on the bedroom floor he lived in in Sumeru City, managing to strip him of everything except for his shorts, bodysuit, and leg sleeve. You couldn’t help but run your hand against the vibrant shibari designs decorating his chest and feel him freeze upon the contact of your palm feeling him up, still not used to physical intimate affection or having his body worshiped and couldn’t spit out a cocky retort as you hand trailed further down toward his groin.

W-what are you doing?” Stopping, you looked up at him and lifted your hand up to his cheek, softly kissing it and nuzzling your face against his neck. “Is this still okay?” Loud but embarrassed silence sat in the room. “Yes it is. Just stop teasing!” The wanderer saw your head nod before returning your attention to his clothed member and shyly asking if he could make his tattoos glow on command, a gorgeous teal glow painting your face when his markings illuminated the room and an awestruck expression on your face.

“I probably mention this too much but you’re so pretty, more beautiful than the stars-” Kuni snickered. “Well that’s because I’m real unlike the stars. You could say it more often though, I could never tire hearing you compliment me~” And he was back to his usual self which was evident given the smirk on his lips that quickly gave voice to soft moans once you palmed his crotch. Pulling his shorts down, you ripped a hole in his suit and stroked his pale pink cock.

Pre-cum dripped down the head and provided slickness while you wrapped your hand around his cock, trying to coax more and more lewd noises out of him. “Faster- nugh fa-faster!” You moved your other hand into his hair and tilted Kuni’s head so you could gain more access to his neck to leave kisses or hickeys, sucking and nipping a pretty red love bite high above where his collar was so he couldn’t hide it.

You picked up the pace and praised your lover on how good he was being for you, which got him briefly thrashing around to try to untie his arms from above him and cussing. “Fuck you!” “Maybe if you’re a good boy.” It wasn’t long before his back arched and you gave his dick a quick squeeze to help him climax, crying out that he was cumming and feeling warm white ropes of cum shoot onto your hand. “….You are so dead meat for playing with me like this.”

[xxventiswindblumexx]

Made this smut and almost forgot to finish it! I finally finished it and I'm excited to show my Smut SoulMate @hitomisuzuya ✨❤

⚠Warnings⚠:Degrading, slight praise, yandere themes, possessiveness.

The Wanderer was a mysterious man, nobody knew where he came from or who he really was however he had a charm to him that no one has been able to replicate.

Of course you've asked the traveller about him because being the curious person you are you had to see if he somehow knew something, all he said was that his real name was 'Kuni' and nothing else. Strange but it's better then calling him wanderer all the time.

You are an adventurer who's seen quite a bit and now that you've found a new interest to look into you decided to track down the Wanderer. You didn't even know why you wanted him to tell you his real name though. Maybe it will help you in some way. After all people usually told you things they'd rather not say out loud so maybe this guy would be different.

So here you were, trudging through the Sumeru woods to find this elusive traveller of yours.

You soon found the man and who was with him? The Fatui, it seems they was asking him for something, well more like trying to push whatever answers they wanted from him. Yet he didn't seem bothered by them, his arms crossed as he huffed, throwing remarks at the agents. It wouldn't take long for the agents to run out of patience and attack, however the Wanderer fought back effortlessly and seemingly knocked the Fatui down as if they where nothing but mere slimes. Your eyes widen at this, he's so much stronger then you expected, he turned towards where you hidden behind a tree "Come out, I know you're there, I would be a fool to not notice such a bumbling idiot following me" He hissed as you shyly stepped out, you didn't expect him to catch on so soon.

The Wanderer smirked at your reaction, "Oh I've been watching you since you've arrived here"

Your eyebrow raise up "And you haven't done anything?" He chuckled before answering in a teasing tone "You're not a threat to me, I've dealt with much worse, but now I must be going so stay out of my way" he said starting to walk off, you ran up and tried to grab his shoulder, anything to prevent him from leaving, you just found him, he can't just leave! However he caught your wrist with his hand before your hand could reach his shoulder and turned with a cold glare

"I thought I told you to stay out of my way, what could be so important? Speak" he commanded, you shivered and gulped.

"Im Y/N and just wanted to get to know you better, you.. interest me" you admitted as he only looked you up and down for any signs of lying or something out of the ordinary. Letting go of your hand he crossed his arms once more

"What about me interests you huh? " he asked curiously, you shifted under his gaze, how is he doing that? You wonder?

"Well," you started, taking a deep breath "You seem very strong and skilled for someone who I haven't seen around, I've been to many places and met many people, how come I don't know you? " You asked getting some confidence only for it to fall through at his cruel laughter.

"You just don't know everything, you don't need to know everything in that puny head of yours, what's with you mortals and wanting to know all anyways? " he said flicking your forehead with a Huff. You rubbed it with a pout "Hey, don't be mean"

"Who said I was mean? Besides, if you truly want to know you'll learn eventually." he said nonchalantly "Now enough of your questions and leave me alone, you should start heading home if you don't want to get lost in this awful forest" yet again you reached out to grab him but this time he didn't stop you as your hand reached his, truly you meant to grab his wrist but aimed a bit too low. Now hand in hand the man didn't look back right away, only shuffling his hat slightly to hide his face.

"you're really annoying you know that? Fine you can camp with me but don't try anything.. " he then growled and snatched his hand away, you then seen the slight blush that coated his face "And stop fucking touching me" Was your eyes deceiving you? Did you see a bit of electro spark? No he's an Anemo user, he wouldn't be able to use it.. Right?

He snapped before stalking away in a huff, leaving you baffled and confused. Was that just an act? Or really blushing from embarrassment? Who cares anyway. What matters is that you got the opportunity to talk more and the Wanderer didn't try and kill you... yet. Oh yeah that part still bothers you..but you try not to think on it much.

You both set up camp in a small clearing as it seemed the Wanderer didn't want to sleep while you was still awake, of course you wanted to talk more but silence fell between you two.

"Can't sleep or something? " he asked glaring over, he didn't seem tired at all, does he sleep?

"Well..i kind of wanted to talk more before we do" you said as his eyes never left your form, it was almost like he was analyzing you.

"seriously? do you ever give things a rest? " he asked and sighed as he got closer and pinned you down onto the ground causing you to yelp slightly "I know what you're up to, I can see it in your eyes, doesn't take a genius to see you craving me" he said arrogantly, sure you thought he was quite handsome but you didn't expect him to know or to make a move!

"if I indulge in your petty lust will you finally leave me alone? " he asked raising his brow as he leaned down to meet your lips softly. You eagerly kissed back, he pushed away from your mouth with a smug smirk "See? I was right" he laughed lightly and took a step backwards as he sat on his makeshift bed, you stared after him, feeling conflicted on what to do. This man was frustrating.

Pushing you against the makeshift bed, his lips connect once more with yours, he lead the dance of lust, his tongue dominating yours. As he licked into your mouth he grinded down harshly making you squirm slightly. You gasped when he pulled away, staring at you "I knew you were a virgin but did you honestly think that I couldn't tell the difference between a woman and a girl? " he chuckled darkly.

This made you blush furiously "W--Whats that supposed to mean?? " You said flustered as he only chuckled once more before pulling and ripping some of your clothing to get them off in a hurry "Just means I'll be the first to shape you, to make you perfect for me and me only" his voice had a hint of possessiveness, strange for a man who previously claimed to want to be alone.

Though he wasn't entirely wrong. You were his prey. Your eyes widened, you wanted to protest but words failed you. In front of you lay a man, well more like half naked man who looked down at you hungrily. His hands gripped at your hips pulling you close to him as his lips brushed against your neck, his hot breathing tickling your skin.

He trailed kisses along your jawline before kissing the spot beneath your ear lobe and began trailing downwards. You whimpered as his lips gently sucked and nipped at the sensitive area, you let out a soft moan before grabbing a handful of his hair "K-Kuni!" you gasped, he pulled back confused "How do you know that? " he asked a bit panicked, he swore he erased everyone's memory, everyone but the.. the traveller!

Before you could muster the words he slammed you down as his half lidded eyes stare down into yours "Clever.. you got information on me before approaching, I would congratulate you if it wasn't so annoying to have such lingering information, still.. I should give you something for your efforts~" He purred as he shoved two fingers into your now soaked hole, clenching around his fingers as he barely gave you time to get used to them before adding another then another, he seemed so eager to get this going, it was obvious in more then one way with the tent in his shorts.

"Aghhh, Kuni!! Please!" You moaned with a whine as your legs shook in pleasure, he stopped and looked at you chuckling as your eyes glistened with lust and desire.

His lips formed a smirk, oh how he loved being the cause of those lustful looks in your eyes. He removed his fingers and replaced them with himself, not giving you time to adjust he slammed himself inside, groaning lowly as he held onto your thighs harshly, leaving marks where his nails dug into the sensitive flesh. You were already moaning, begging for him to go harsher, he didn't need to be told twice as his thrusts became animalistic, his sweat glistening as he groans next to your ear, his hot breath hitting your neck. "Such a good little whore, taking me so well-" interrupted with a moan as he felt your hole clasp against him, getting close.

"Ahahaha~" he chuckled, trying his best to hold back his own climax as you whinned making it so much harder for him.

"You're so tight, I'm almost there!" he muttered quickly burying himself as far as he could.

"Don't stop-" he quickly cut you off as he came in a hard rush, throwing his head back and hissing as you continued to grind against him for a moment.

It took a moment for you to calm down enough to speak coherently, gasping as you finally did so "K-kuni..i.." you tried to speak again, panting heavily as he rested his forehead against yours as he tried catching his breath.

"don't, just sleep" he said as you felt the overwhelming feeling of exhaustion taking over, closing your eyes falling into a deep sleep.

[fancuries]

The time has come for us to reveal this year’s fantastic Fancurie Nominees! Voting’s start date is yet to be decided, but worry not! That doesn’t mean you can’t still show appreciation for your favorites and cheer them on with all your heart. The List is divided up by Category, so if you’re searching for a certain someone, just use ‘Command F’ to search for them :)

These WAN-derful creators and their works have amazed us with all put into them, so please give a (virtual) round of applause for the Nominee List! Click below the cut for the big reveal. Congrats to everyone, we’re ultra happy to have you here!

-Fanseries of the Year-

Blossoming Hearts Precure by AwkwardSauce

Nintendo Precure by PeachieCure

Oceana Precure by Magical Chise

Sweet Nature Precure! by lightning_skyyy

Samurai Flash Pretty Cure by Lulu

Once Upon Precure by letsudraw 

Fuwa Power☆Pretty Cure! by smellyelly

-Favorite Fancure-

Hidaka Nao/Cure Sunflower created by AwkwardSauce

Cure Rainy created by StoneUmbrellaArt

Yuanfen Zhao/Cure Fen Hong Se created by FennieAile

Yuki/Cure Platina created by vivipuri

Aleta Acker/Cure Memoria created by Looontoonz. 

Mariko Asoda/Cure Action created by Tiffany-chan-123

Vivianna/Cure Loyalty created by *Kalopsia*

Vanelope Von Schmitt/Cure Sweets created by AlliMocha

-Creator of the Year-

PensandHearts

PeachieCure

smellyelly

Just a Melon Pan

Luna Starcatcher/StarcatcherDreams

Aceaeite

Blueskygelato

-Best Fanseries Concept-

Plushies, Childhood, & Found Family - Precious Friends Precure by PensandHearts

Nintendo Games & Franchises - Nintendo Precure by PeachieCure

Ghosts, Spirits, & the Supernatural - Yūrei Attack Precure by Emil162

Hanakotoba (Flower Language), Friendship, & School Life - MagiHana Precure by Just a Melon Pan

Life, Death, Magic, & Sorcery - Viva La Vida Precure by vivipuri

The Internet, Web Safety, & RPG Classes - Digital Pretty Cure by Shirogane Sammy

Technology, Cyberspace, Video Games, & 90s Nostalgia - 8-Bit Pretty Cure by Tiffany-chan-123

Time travel, History, & Learning - TICKTOCK Time Travel Pretty Cure by tomatoteddy

Arcades, Racing Games, & Sweets - Sugar Rush! Pretty Cure by AlliMocha

-Best Team Design-

Divine Horizons Precure by PensandHearts; Drawn by AlliMocha

Fuwa Power☆Pretty Cure! by smellyelly

FunTastic Precure by Magicalbirbart

Magie Musica Precure by Nyamu Utani

Sugar Rush Pretty Cure by AlliMocha

Ahoy! Pirate Precure by nemojokard

DREAMCATCHERS!!!!! Pretty Cure by tomatoteddy 

-Best Individual Cure Design-

Cure Delivery created by muffinmoonn

 Kusaka Haia/Cure Jewelry created by Neopolitansworld

Meguri Sanzu/Cure Buster created by emil162

Nekoshima Sasha/Cure Prima created by Nyamu Utami

Vivianna/Cure Loyalty created by *Kalopsia* 

Nagumo Sara/Cure Cozy created by smellyelly

-Best Mascot/Fairy Design-

Cookie & Cracker from Once Upon A Time! Fairytale Precure by ritsu

Poko-Poko created by Emil162

Cozy Panda from Toy Monster Pretty Cure by nymoonunicat033

Pixelena from Nintendo Precure by PeachieCure

Dinah from Kuni no Alice Precure by Tsuki Usami

Albus from TICKTOCK Time Travel Pretty Cure by tomatoteddy

Nighty from Fuwa Power☆Pretty Cure! by smellyelly

Pinkity Drinkity & Dragon Drinkity from Beauty Guru Precure by nemojokard

-Best Villain Design-

Calla from Blossoming Hearts Precure by AwkwardSauce

Nocturna from Fuwa Power☆Pretty Cure! by smellyelly

Jirai-Keia from Digital Pretty Cure by Shirogane Sammy

Belladonna from 8-Bit Precure by tiffany-chan-123

Voilanna from Presto! Showtime Pretty Cure by VelaNova

-Best Henshin Item Design-

Bloom Box & Floret Keys from Blossoming Hearts Precure by AwkwardSauce

Cure Clocks & PreCharms from Fuwa Power☆Pretty Cure! by smellyelly

MagiHana Crescent from MagiHana Precure by Just a Melon Pan

Angel Juice from Pretty Cure Dream Hospital by MikanYae1278

Precure Storybook from Once Upon Precure by letsudraw 

Seasonal Wands & Keys from Nature Shift! Pretty Cure by nemojokard

-Best Logo Design-

Blossoming Hearts Precure by AwkwardSauce)

Stelle Bright Precure by linyu3u

Fuwa Power☆Pretty Cure! by smellyelly

Storytime Pretty Cure by soleilequinoxstories

-Prettiest Cure-

Moritoki Kaname/Cure Bouquet from Crafty Precure by kokoruu

Aberdeen Sloane/Cure Ripple from Fantasia Precure by dolicehearts

Cure Freya from Fairy Dream Precure by aceaeite

Yuki/Cure Platina from Viva La Vida Precure by vivipuri

Yuzuki Maiki/Cure Taffy from Sweet♡Hearts! Pretty Cure! by Tsukiyume Luna

Sakurano Airi/Cure Sweetheart from Yumeiro Pretty Cure by magicalbirbarts

Celestia Mercier/Cure Fantasy from DreamCatchers!! Precure by tomatoteddy

Cure Haunting created by blueskygelato

-Cutest Cure-

Cure Lumine from Dreamy Fantasia Precure by flvtterbvgg

Azuki Inubozaki/Cure Puppy from Pawfect! PetTime Pretty Cure by tomatoteddy

Amu Itogawa/Cure Stitch from Crafty Precure by Kokoruu 

Bashira Chifuyu/Cure Salty from Cosmic☆Rays Pretty Cure! by Ellee

Cure Bubble/Aozora Maki from Sweetheart Pretty Cure by dreamnoteprincess

Celestia Mercier/Cure Fantasy from DreamCatchers!! Precure by tomatoteddy

-Coolest Cure-

Takarada Rion/Cure Jewel from Crafty Precure by kokoruu

Meguri Sanzu/Cure Buster from Yurei Attack Pretty Cure by Emil162

Maria/Cure Aurea from Viva la Vida Precure by Vivipuri

Hiroshi Aoyagi/Cure Light from Stelle Bright Precure by linyu3u

Valeria Blackwood/Cure Vampira from Magical Shadows: The Twilight Cures  by MissEasChan2009

Tabitha Mathews/Cure Taffy from Sugar Rush Precure by AlliMocha

Kayla Coleman/Cure Puzzle from 8-Bit Pretty Cure! by tiffanychan-123 

Lei Sandiego/Cure Spice from Bittersweet X Daydream Precure by AlliMocha

Addie Herrman/Cure Charm from Presto! Precure Showtime!!! by Vela Nova

-Best Lead Cure-

Morimoro Honoka/Cure Rose from Blossoming Hearts Precure by AwkwardSauce

Mochizuki Maika/Cure Reverie from Fuwa Power☆Pretty Cure! by smellyelly

Katelan Jules Valerio/Cure Sleuth from The Precure Investigations by FennieAile

Kato Sora/Cure Lightning from Sweet Nature Precure! by lightning_skyyy

Densetsu Sakura/Cure Future from Digital! Pretty Cure by Shirogane Sammy

Rina Amano/Cure Joyful from Storytime Precure by soleilequinoxstories

-Best Supporting Cure-

Hidaka Nao/Cure Sunflower from Blossoming Hearts Precure by AwkwardSauce

Takumi Kaito/Cure Nalu from Oceana Precure by Magical Chise

Natalie Goldstone/Cure Trainer from Nintendo Precure by PeachieCure

Morino Suzuko/Cure Thunder from Sweet Nature Precure! by lightning_skyyy

Moeka Chibana/Cure Sakura from Samurai Flash Pretty Cure by Megumi Aramaki

Hayashi Naomi/Cure Clover from Sweetheart Pretty Cure by dreamnoteprincess

Yoshimoto Haruhi/Cure Royal from Storytime Precure by soleilequinoxstories

-Best Mascot-

Sayu from Digi Cute Pretty Cure by ShadowmanePX41

Pixelena from Nintendo Precure by PeachieCure

Paon Cat from Digital Precure by Shirogane Sammy

Albus from TICKTOCK Time Travel Pretty Cure by tomatoteddy

Tupper from Nature Shift! Precure by nemojokard

-Best Supporting Character-

Quinn Solace from The Precure Investigation by FennieAile

Princess Dahlia from 8-Bit Pretty Cure by Tiffany-Chan-123

-Best Villain(s)-

Dahlia, Cosmo, & Calla from Blossoming Hearts Precure by AwkwardSauce

The Corrupted Sirens from Oceana Precure by Magical Chise

Delilah from Pawfect Heaven Precure by Ponypanter09

Ran-Ran from Fuwa Power☆Pretty Cure! by smellyelly

-Excellence in Traditional Art-

Haruruism 

KentaWong94 

KiraKiru

Blueskygelato

-Excellence in Digital Art-

Mahougui

Aceaeite 

Just a Melon Pan 

kirb/<(=OuO=)> 

salsasprecure 

AlliMocha 

-Excellence in Doll Maker Design-

DreamNotePrincess

MintyBingus 

Luna Starcatcher/StarcatcherDreams

tiffany-chan-123 

[herzgeist-writes]

Pairing: Law x fem!reader | Word count: 2.9k | Warnings: Cussing

Synopsis: You're an idiot, aren't you? What part of 'lay low' didn't you understand ? It's getting tedious, you know! Is all you can hear the doctor bark at you like a chihuahua gone mad. It's unlike him, at least the chihuahua part. Granted, you left the village in literal shambles to the Surgeon of Death's demise. But what's the big deal? That fruit vendor had it coming anyway!

A/N: This OneShot / scenario was requested by the one and only @hirsheyskisses !! Thank you for the splendid idea dear! I had lots of fun ఌ

Dividers by cafekitsune ~

What a hassle. First, everybody starts holding their stomachs in cramping pains and now you have disappeared into thin air? No announcement whatsoever, not even a note left to contemplate to either get you out of the mess you find yourself in for certain, or just leave you to your fate. Truly, it is all up to you now, for the doctor isn't well tempered with your sudden vanish.

"Where have you seen (Y/n)-ya last?" - "I saw her going to bed last night, but - that's about it.", disgruntled, the Surgeon's forehead wrinkles in irk after hearing Shachi's statement, shaking his head in disbelief. What are you on about at such unholy hours?

The evening before

Your kimono flows in the soft summer breeze, cherry blossom petals sway along the air's streams and invite you into your day dreams enticingly. Compared to other beautiful sceneries you ever experienced in your life, there is none that could compete to this picturesque paradise. The scent of sweet honey shoots up your nostrils as you tread closer to the upcoming village in the distance.

Passersby greet you with a kind smile, nodding at you and going about their days again, to your wonder. Usually, the closer a foreigner gets to the flower capital, the more the residents keep a distance, excluding you from Wano Kuni's mysteries. It is obvious, they are held at discrecy for a reason you cannot quite fathom at this point.

Penguin and Shachi come jogging from far behind, calling out to you: "(Y/n), wait for us!" Torn out of your bubble, with a warm hello you beckon them over. The two men stop beside you, completely out of breath. Did they attend a marathon or of sorts? Either they're completely out of shape, or the two knuckleheads took off starting from your current hiding spot, following you to the nearest civilization to grab some none affected food.

There's no better way to describe the situation than it being 'untimely' and 'discombobulated'. Everything you eat around these parts turns your stomachs upside down, giving you no choice than to rest and survive the emergency runs into the thicket. Fortunately, it didn't leave that strong of an impact on you. Bepo on the other hand might got struck a slightest bit harder, in comparison to the rest of the group, consisting of you, Law, Shachi and Penguin.

Dare you say, he's holding on to dear life. Your Captain constantly remains in his role as his Vice Commander's trusty doctor, always checking up after this baby's cries of agony, who frets of having a life threatening disease. You can recall Law's exact words: "Don't be ridiculous, Bepo. You only have the runs.", as you heard him huff in annoyance, you remember how he rolled his eyes after a sharp sigh and he added: "Didn't I tell you to keep your paws off the fish in the river?"

Irritation is beyond of how you feel about this current indescribable commotion. So, you made the decision to find the next best village around and seek out a vendor, no matter what kind of food he offers, you're in desperate need of nutrition. The group is suffering enough with gnawing hunger, and now you are challenged to cope with possible food poisoning? You are infuriated. Shachi gives you a strong pat on your back: "We kinda already suspected you'd be up and about to fetch some grub. Allow us to help you out!" - "Oh thank you, Shachi. Let's hope the people aren't prone to shoo strangers out of town."

Though you outted your thoughts with a hint of sarcasm, you are truly anxious about the idea of Wano Kuni's hostility towards, let's call it 'tourists'. Penguin reassures you with a thumbs up and grins over both ears in full trust. Something tells you, it won't be as easy as initially hoped for.

"Fresh fish!" - "Get your fruit and vegetables here!", the vendors call out to the people strolling along the markets, spread all over the colourful stalls. Carefully treading closer to one of the fruit stands you greet a chipper looking fellow, who gives you the brightest of smiles you ever came across. Even Shachi and Penguin are stunned by this display.

"Greetings strangers! Are you interested in buying some of my famous apples or peaches?", after giving him a shy wave with your hand, you order a basket, full with ten vibrant red apples. They appear to be edible. "That will be fifty Berry, miss." - "Th-That's quite expensive.", you utter in awe and place the currency onto the vendor's stall table.

Again, you witness this man's radiant grin and he explains: "Times are rough these days, but trust me, you won't find any better fruit than here!" Convincing. With the basket of apples in hands, you head towards the forest, out of the village. An old lady, who waited in line behind you is now up and asks for the same like you ordered. You hear the vendor chime happily: "As always, ten Berry please, kind Alva." - "Of course Sagishi. Here you go. Greet your mother for me, will you dearie."

Hold on. Ten Berry for the same amount? Something's off. You turn around to take a peek at the scene, before making any false accusations. Well, will you look at that, it seems you heard correctly. The old lady wanders off into the distance with her neatly weaved basket filled with the red and shiny fruit. Perhaps she earned a discount on them?

The sheer amout of 'cheesy' almost lets you shrink away in your geta sandals. If you wouldn't know any better, it was close to a badly written commerical. Your two crew mates call you over, already far up ahead: "(Y/n) come on! The Captain and Bepo are waiting!" - "Coming!"

Back at the hiding spot, a sour after taste lingers on your tongue and your face scrunches in itself, leaving you utterly alarmed and fuming in anger. "I knew there was something fishy about this guy! God fu-" - "Watch your language, (Y/n)-ya. It was predictable that they won't be generous to strangers.", your cheeks light up in all shades of red in pure rage and pout to your Captain's calm clarification. His stern face leans in your direction, sending off an aggravating vibe, practically shutting you up with a deft 'Told you so'.

Oh the vendors do sell their goods to foreigners, but for an unmentionable high price and outrageous quality - the fruit were infected!

You have had it.

The present day

At the break of dawn, Law, the two knuckleheads and even poor and completely drained Bepo walk the path to the village you visited yesterday. It's not just you, who's fed up with this, to not put it lightly, bullshit. With Kikoku leaned on his shoulder, the doctor leads the group, always glancing back to reassure, that everybody is secured. This is not what he hoped for in spending his time like this. What the hell is going on with everyone, he asks himself.

Shachi and Penguin begin to bicker about who should have seen you firsthand. Through gritted teeth, Law growls at them: "Quit your arguing, there's no reason to quarrel about this. We must find her!" Both of the men straighten at alert and give their Captain an obeying 'Aye'.

The polar bear rumbles absentmindendly: "You should've paid closer attention you guys." Regarding that topic, there again, the Captain has to break it down. Piercing steel eyes wander over to the mink. "Says the one who mindlessly dug in at the river buffet. With all due respect, you're not a tiny bit better than them, Bepo.", those words hurt the now drooping in shame Vice Commander, ears flattened and black beady eyes watering up, muttering a deep 'I'm sorry'.

Taken aback by the sudden change of character, Shachi and Penguin visibly cringe away from Bepo going besides them, yelping in a loud exclaim: "So weak!" To this wack bustle, Law only furrows his brows and booms in a sharp tone: "Shut up already! We're almost there." Tension is written all over him.

Frozen in place, the three dorks see how their Captain keeps on walking, not once granting a single look back at them. Things are getting out of hand far too quickly for the Surgeon's tastes. And of course you had to make a run for it and worsen the situation, more than it already was. Stormy grey eyes roll to that thought and a raspy voice whispers: "What a nuisance." When will Law ever enjoy some peace and quiet again? A question often asked.

Arriving at the village, the four men no longer squander their time with banters and bickering, for their Captain simply won't allow it, enhancing the word simply, though the supernova threatend his own crew mates to assign double shifts for the infamous kitchen duty. Nobody wants that.

Suddenly, a crash of glas forces the group to turn their heads to the source of commotion. Oddly satisfied, given the fact, that the vendors in these parts are wildly known for their insidiousness, the doctor smirks: "Guess someone just demolished a windo-" Interrupting him mid-sentence, an unexpected blast of apparently wooden walls lets the ground shake beneath his feet. He corrects: "A building."

A sinister chuckle escapes from the white hatted man, for he utters a low 'idiot' through his curled lips. However, Shachi indicates the ruckucks is coming from the markets. Oh dear.

Thus the red head leads the way, dashing through the now busy streets, for people flee from the dangers, hiding behind the tall buildings, blocking the group's vision. "Almost there!", Shachi huffs out of breath and comes to a stop after an almost two hundred meter sprint.

All the colourful stalls and stands have been crushed to dust and even a few surrounding houses have been taken out upon, by none other - than you. There you stand, your fist clenched around the vendor's hem of his collar, viciously snarling at the terrified man: "Give me the fresh food and I might spare your life!" What a remarkable ambition.

Nearly losing his own poise, Law groans exasperatedly: "Oh fuck, that's my idiot-" You are in for it, big time, (Y/n). Completely baffled, the other three men accompanying him, sweat drop to their Captain's slip, coming to a conclusion that he's lost it entirely and this situation seems to be more dire than firstly assumed.

Before you can land another blow on an innocent nearby cottage, you feel the world shift around you and land in the arms of your Captain. Or rather, he scruffs you by your neck collar, as if you're a disobedient kitten, lifting you off the ground. So this is what it's like to stare death in the face? Shamefully you greet Law by waving a hand, smiling in attempted innocence: "Oh hi there. I-" - "You must be joking, right?"

You can see the doctor's vein starting to get distinctively visible on his temple. He's about to blow. Is there any chance of escape for you anyway? Might as well admit your defeat, while you gaze into the man's white hot stare, who will be the end of you, one day for certain. Therefore you owe him an explanation, in hopes he will show mercy on you.

"Please tell me this is a bad joke!", he barks at foolish little you, hanging in there, curled up in his strong hold. Thus you resolve the fatuous action, confessing your reasoning, though it goes without saying this won't justify anything. A side of Law knows you only meant the best for the crew, flattered by your loyalty, astounded by your kind heart.

Seeing your sweet doe eyes flutter at him for forgiveness, it becomes greatly difficult for him to scold you further. In the end - he gives in. "Don't think I'll spare you so easily. When we're done here, I'll make sure you will get to face the consequences for your actions, (Y/n)-ya.", he grunts and puts you back on the ground.

The vendor approaches the Surgeon and flings his hands over his head in dismay, complaining about you being an 'assault happy' witch. Oh, he didn't just say that. To hear that coming from a fraud like him, lets Law's neck hair stand on end and his expression darkens. The crave for destruction now surges over his skin, hand itching to call forth his 'Room' and entertain himself with the debris and rubble of the buildings, which lay in literal shambles.

"Is this blasted woman with you?!" - "Indeed, she's with me. I'm with stupid over here.", you feel his squinting eyes fixated on you. It animates a shiver, emitting from your spine. The vendor curses and throws evil words your way, to which the Captain does not respond to well. Not at all. Lifting up the sleeves of his kimono, he intends to show his tattoos, signalising the man who he's actually dealing with.

People around here aren't that much up to date, though the Surgeon of Death's wanted posters are wildly spread across the country. And his tribal ink on his hands and arms are most memorable, besides his hat and intimidating weapon on his shoulder of course.

DEATH, immediately catches the vendor's attention, leaving him a stuttering mess, shaking in his clunky wooden sandals. He definitely recognised the powerhouse standing infront of him. How Law enjoys such affected reaction, fully aware of what an impact he has on commoners, he chuckles mischieviously: "Better treat your customers right next time, be it resident or foreigner. You never know who you might - dissappoint."

Air twirls underneath his loosend palm and a cold blue hue expands subsequently, covering a large area and engulfing the shattered houses in the formed globe. In a single swift move, his index finger points upwards, every stone, every wooden plank and pillar follows his command and gather in one giant chaotic mass. "So do tell, who I am having the honour of doing business with?" - "Sa-Sagishi, Sir! P-Please be c-careful where you . . i-it was a prank! I swear!"

 The enormous cluster of debris threateningly sways over the last standing stall, it's Sagishi's. "NO! By the gods I beg you!", he runs to the stand and snatches a basket with apples away and dodges the incoming missile, clashing onto the ground with an ear drum bursting boom, the earth reverberating in response.

Dust whirls up from the impact, restricting your vision for a moment, for it lingers like cold fog, wafting over the sandy streets. The picture revealing before you is something you deem as priceless. Sagishi toppled on his behind, watching how his 'oh so beloved' stall has been demolished and buried beneath tons of raw materials.

"Curse you pirates! Go rot in hell!", is what you hear the whimpering scammer sob, as he glares at you and the supernova, who smirks over both ears. What about laying low, Trafalgar?

He exxageratedly tips his hat to him in a deft bow and ends the show with an assertive and sassy comment: "Glad doing business with you, kind Sir. Have a pleasant day." Motioning you to follow him, he turns on his heels and leads the way. In the background, you still can hear the crushed man, crying ugly tears.

You look up at the Captain, stars practically sparkling in your eyes and your lips curl into a feline manner, dumbfounded by his 'not-so-discreet' act just now. "Don't look at me like that. You made me do this.", he groans, scratching the back of his neck in slight fluster.

By the by, Bepo questions, what you are about to do now. There's no food left for you. Law stops in his tracks and leans down to grab a random stone. 'Shambles' is the word that does the Surgeon's bidding and the stone has been swapped with . . the basket full with mouth watering red apples! Another set of bad wishes and curses resound from afar behind you, making you giggle cheekily.

The group has been blessed. This man never ceases to amaze you. His abilities are beyond comprehension and comes in handy on so many occassions. Taking a big bite out of the luscious fruit, you hum in delight: "They're delicious! You can tell they're fresh!" - "And not infected!" Penguin and Shachi do a little gleeful dance and Bepo happily munches down the sweet crunch.

Showing your gratitude towards the generous doctor, you give him a nudge with your elbow and he only shakes his head as an answer: "No need. You better thank me for not beheading you right this instant I saw you making a fuzz at the markets!" - "Bold for a man to say, who full on intendedly destroyed those markets with an humongous make shift boulder? I think you're slowly but surely warming up to me, Captain." The others agree to your preposterous statement, Law's eye twitches.

"Not if I'm with a stupid idiot like you are right now! You-", laughter hinders him from finishing his sentence and you inch closer to the aloof white hat, now walking side by side, shoulder to shoulder. You prod playfully: "I hate to break it to you, but I'm with stupid just as much as you. You're not a tiniest bit better than me." To Law's unfortune, his blush is way past of saving.

Where did the now facepalming man hear that before? Everybody digs in and literally inhales the crisp goodness, beaming with joy. "I'm surrounded by idiots.", he rasps through his clenched jaw. 

You are one of a kind. Truly, you are his idiot. And no one except him, has the privilege to call you that. A small smile proving his heart's little secret.

[hitomisuzuya]

may i request a gentle/soft dom fem!reader teaching a subby kabukimono on how to eat her out and calls him a good boy and all please?

Kunikuzushi (Kabukimono) x fem!reader. Cunilligus. Smut. Sub! Kunikuzushi.

I had zero confidence writing this.

"Tell me what you want, sweet boy," You cooed, skimming your thumbs lovingly across Kunikuzushi's cheeks. Kunikuzushi paused from his task of kissing and licking his way down your body. Blushing, he turned his cheek into your hand.

"You," He whimpered, trembling with anticipation as you spread your legs, "I want to taste you. Lick between your pretty, wet folds. Please let me, I promise I'll make you feel good," He nuzzled his cheek against your pelvis, gazing up at you.

Stroking your fingers through his hair, you guided his mouth onto your cunt. Hesitantly, his tongue swept out across your clit. "L-like this?" He asked, prodding the tip of his tongue against your clit.

"Good boy, exactly like that," You praised, rolling your hips into his mouth. Kunikuzushi moaned in bliss, latching his lips around your clit, sucking eagerly.

"Keep going, Kuni," You cried out, tangling your fingers in his hair, tugging on it as you pushed his mouth against your cunt, "lick inside of me now, good boy. I'm so close already, that's how good you are being for me."

Kunikuzushi's grip tightened on your hips, encouraged by your words, his tongue working more confidently. He slipped it inside of you, keeping his lilac eyes focused on yours, waiting for your next command, craving to hear more words of praise.

"Yes, Kuni, yes!" Your thigh muscles trembled in pleasure, his tongue nudging and coaxing your orgasm to build up. "A little more, Kuni! I'm almost there!"

Feeling drunk on the taste of you, Kunikuzushi swirled his tongue around your sensitive walls, making them clamp tighter around his tongue. He giggled at the feeling, brushing his noise against your clit.

Feeling your release flood over his tongue, he clutched your hips tighter, driving his tongue deeper inside of you to soak it against his tongue, reveling in your moans and the way your fingernails dug into his scalp to ground yourself as you came down from your high.

"Did I do good for you?" He asked, panting as he lifted his mouth off of your cunt to press soft kitten licks on your clit.

Instead of answering him verbally, you rewarded him by pushing his mouth back onto your cunt, wrapping your thighs around his head.