#crocco boy

[lemons4sircroc]

| Tags: nsfw, 18+, oral, teasing

(From Sir Crocodile’s POV)

Her fingers traced the scars on my bare back, lingering further down, as I was laying on my stomach, trying to drift off to sleep. She knew I had a meeting in the morning, yet she still teased me. She knew I would not be able to resist it much longer. My head turned away from her, I knew her eyes were darted at me, begging me to wake up.

"(Y/N)...Please." her fingers stopped on their track. "What's wrong?" she asked innocently. "You know what...I have a meeting with clients tomorrow." her hands left my back and her body shifted away from me. Oh how I hate this cold distance between us. But I have a meeting, I need to sleep. Between travels and late night calls for business, I haven't had an opportunity to sleep in days. Although I also hadn't been with Y/N in a long time. "You're right...Goodnight my love." She spoke softly, planting a kiss on my cheek and going back to her side of the bed. I could feel her move and then the lights turned off. Her perfume lingered from her kiss, only troubling my attempt to sleep again.

The thoughts of leaving her alone all week flooded my mind making me frown. I rolled over to the other side, eyes still shut, and wrapped my arms around her. But my eyes widened and my cheeks got flustered. She had removed her nightgown, leaving her naked under our silk sheets. She grabbed my hand and brought it closer to her chest. She knew exactly what she was doing. My shock soon turned into a sour frustration. With anger filling my chest, I rotated my torso to reach the switch.

The room was now illuminated and I sat up, staring down at her. "What are you doing?" Y/N asked as she also sat up, grabbing the sheets to cover her bare chest. "Why do you torture me woman? I ask you nicely to let me go to sleep, so that I can continue to provide shelter and protection for you." I huffed. "I literally didn't do anything!" Y/N replied.

"Please Y/N. You try to get things going, you remove your clot-"

"What does that have to do with anything? I wanted to sleep without my nightgown, is that asking for it? What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Sleeping with nothing but your underwear, how do you think that makes me feel?"

"Don't change the subject.."

"I'm not. I'm asking a fair question! You're always busy with work and business and never make time for me. You don't know how I like to sleep."

As she was speaking, the covers dropped, leaving her chest exposed. I clenched my jaw and grabbed her face, planting a forceful kiss. Her waving hands dropped to her side as she opened her lips, letting my tongue explore her mouth. I pulled away so we could catch our breath. I looked into her eyes as she looked into mine.

"Stop making me angry" I whispered cupping her face. "Then stop making me wait" with those words, I grabbed her waist and brought myself on top of her. I looked at her body, her delicious body, and my hunger grew deeper. I buried my face in her neck, leaving kisses while continuing down on her body. She let out small moans while clutching my hair.

Her breasts were rising higher each breath she took. I took her right one in my mouth, licking her areola and then biting her nipple, while simultaneously fiddling with her left nipple with my hand. The pain made her wince and arch her back, but she loved it.

Down there, my cock was trying to peak through my boxer. I could feel the warmth coming from her. Her breast still in my mouth, she used her legs to remove my boxers, letting them slide to my calves. I stood up from my position and rid myself of the blue fabric on my legs. Her eyes gawked at the sight in front of her. "Not yet." I said grinning.

My hook grasped her right knee and separated her legs, leaving her completely vulnerable. Juices were already dripping out of her. I licked my lips, wanting so badly to fill her, but I couldn't just do it now, I had to make her wait. I lifted her leg and started nibbling on her (s/c) skin. And soon, I was at her clit. I licked it once and looked up to see her squeezing her breasts and moaning from the little spark I had created. So I continued. Kissed her clit and labia, sometimes sucking or pulling. Her juices kept coming and coming, my chin getting wetter each time I went closer to her entrance.

"P-Please..Croc..." I heard her moan. "Mhm, what do you want my darling?" I stopped what I was doing, knowing just how much it tortured her. "Please!" she begged once more. "Oh, I get it, you want me to this." I licked my index and slipped it inside her already lubricated walls. "Oh fuck!!!" she reached her arm out for me but I went back down. I slipped my finger out and swapped it with my tongue. Her hands were now holding on to my hair like it was a handle.

Twirling, fingering, rubbing, all I did only brought her closer to a climax she had longed for. And I was growing envious. I wanted her so badly but I could not forget what she had done. I could feel her walls pulsating. "Oh Croc...I'm coming." That was my cue to stop. I sat back up and watched her hungry moans turn into restless breaths.

"W-Why?" she asked sitting up on her elbows, her face red like cherries and sweat slowly dripping down her neck, then collarbone and resting on her cleavage. I gulped knowing that I would not be able to hold my pride for long, my member was throbbing in pain. "Oh." She said while sitting up to meet my eyes. I looked straight ahead, emotionless. She came to give me a kiss but I turned my head.

She sat back down with a big smirk on her face. I glanced back at her but her eyes were pointed at my cock. Before I could do anything, she spat on the head and started sucking. I swear I could come right now. My eyes rolled back as all the tension in my muscles was released.

I looked down to see her head moving up and down. "No." I yelled, yanking her (h/c and h/t) hair to prop her back down. I slammed my cock in her entrance making her gasp. She gripped my pecs and I went down, letting her hands move to my back and her legs wrap around my waist. I thrusted into her in a continuous fast pace. She squeezed her legs, making my waist fall deeper into her. She was ready, she had been ready. "I win." I said as her walls were starting to close in.

She grinned, "No my baby..." before I could register what had happened, I was on my back and she was on top, riding me. Her juices finally exploded on my dick and her walls tightening made me come. In the middle of our synchronized moans, she looked at me and said "I won."

"Purrururururrarara" A ring was heard. I lifted my head with a paper stuck to my cheek. It was a dream. "Purrurururarara" the ring repeated. I threw the paper and grabbed the transponder "What is it goddammit?!" "Sorry Sir Crocodile, but your clients are here and ready to see you." "What time is it?" "It's uh, uh 2:31 am Sir" "Cancel the meeting." "But S-S-Sir, They travelled all the way here to see yo-" "Do not question me. I am going to see my wife." I smashed the transponder and stormed out of my office, heading straight to our bedroom, already unbuckling my belt.

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(a/n) soooo, this is the first. I feel like it was kind of short but whatever. Obviously I had to start with daddy Croccy. If you liked it, leave a vote and comment. Don't forget to give me your requests.

Copyright © 2021 Lemons4SirCroc. All rights reserved.

Goodnight loves!

[sercj]

My new 'totem' I have added to my router to ward off and absorb internet toxicity:

Even if it doesn't work he is very adorable and within reach for booping. An overall win!

[local-diavolo-anon]

More doodles because why not!

First is y/n fishing in my prehystoric mermen au with the guest appearence of kronosaurus moon hunting for some pterosaurus-y snacks

What a good boy

And then doodles from my domestic au with Sun'a parrot Chipotle + Moon teaching the parrot to swear

[tuxxydo]

i’ve already discussed this grievance with a friend but i can’t get over how robin is 1 - 4 when it comes to her encounters with logias. Oda pls let her beat one one day...

[drifting-dragons-world]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 空挺ドラゴンズ | Kuutei Dragons | Drifting Dragons (Anime), 空挺ドラゴンズ | Kuutei Dragons | Drifting Dragons (Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Crocco Delcan/Lee Subamara Characters: Lee Subamara (Drifting Dragons), Crocco (Drifting Dragons), Quin Zaza crew (Drifting Dragons) Additional Tags: Sickfic, Sick Character, Fluff, Oneshot, Crocco being his usual grumpy self, And Lee being the only one who knows how to deal with it, your honor they're married Summary:

Lee and Capella notice that Crocco doesn't look well, and Lee comes to a conclusion that he has gotten sick. He let's the crew know that their captain has caught a cold, and takes on the responsibility of caring for his beloved ill captain.

[zarya-zaryanitsa]

The Plowman King

The chronicler Gallus Anonymous informs us of the existence in Gniezno (Poland), of a legend showing how a plowman is at the origin of the first royal dynasty. There was at Gniezno a duke named Popiel, whose two sons were to be tonsured. A great feast was then prepared, but when two strangers appeared, they were driven out of the city. They took refuge in a suburb, where they arrived at the hut of a plowman who was also preparing a meal for his sons. The plowman gladly received them, even though he was poor. And while he had almost no beer for the festivities, the two travelers made it inexhaustible by a miracle. The duke and his guests were invited. One of the plowman’s son was then tonsured and he received the name of Semovit. This boy grew up, and finally he was named Duke of Poland, ousting Popiel’s family.

A similar legend existed in Bohemia. A judge (iudex) prince, Crocco, had three daughters, all more or less magicians, and one of them, Libuše (Lubossa), had to choose a husband, called to rule over the people. And the one she named was the plowman Přemysl (Premizl), founder of the Czech princely lineage.

This type of story is also associated with Saint Stephen and Matej Korvín in Hungarian legends. In Ukrainian legends collected in the 19th century, the future King Solomon, rejected by his mother and wandering in the countryside, is recognized by his father who had made a golden plow before ordering that it is walked everywhere until someone guess its price. Although well-known throughout Europe with many variations, the myth of the plowman king is thus firmly anchored in Slavic soil: it could therefore have been part of the oldest Slavic mythology.

- Sovereigns and sovereignty among pagan Slavs by Patrice Lajoye

[irlbop]

I do wonder though…Say OPLA does get more seasons: How’re they gonna start handling the really tall characters. Y’know, the Big Boys. Buggy’s 6’4” but you can easily get away with not having him be that tall because his character is so, well, silly and with a tendency to fail upwards that being shorter almost suits him.

You could probably even get away with Smoker being 6’5”-ish instead of his apparent 6’10” if you cast him just right with an intimidating presence and wall of musculature. But let’s say we get even a cameo of Crocodile — I’m sorry but Crocco’s gotta be a Big Boy to me. It’s truly part of what sells him for me. Yeah, he could also probably just pass by with charisma, bulk, and clothing alone but the world of One Piece is filled with some monstrously tall characters, both good and bad. And only so many of them can probably get away with being played by relatively normal-sized people using their command of the scene to create this larger than life demeanor.

So. What do you think they will or should do? 🤔

[bozo7834]

merry christmas 🎄🎁

im naming him…

buckle boy, or sandman, or stitches, or grumpy, or cactus face, or crocco, or dusty

edit: I went with buckleboy

these bozos need to stop telling me how to preserve my buckleboy, I’m not going to sell him so why am I being nagged about the value out of box 😡

he’s a roblox kid

[crocincrocsart]

Still on the flow from finnishing the commission I made some relatively quick portrait of my OC

reblog to support me

[purekoor]

It's the crocco boy, @bluezasz You can spin his head for optimal pats https://skfb.ly/ov7HP

[corallorosso]

IL CALCIO HA BISOGNO DEL RAZZISMO Troppo fascismo negli stadi per mettersi in ginocchio di Raffaele Crocco L’unica cosa da evitare è stupirci. Se i calciatori della nazionale italiana non si inginocchiano per aderire al Black Lives Matter contro il razzismo non dobbiamo stupirci. Lo stupore, anzi, lo dobbiamo ai cinque che nel giorno di Italia – Galles hanno deciso di farlo, di inginocchiarsi, nonostante la non posizione della nostra Federazione e l’ipocrita frase “sono scelte individuali” espressa qualche giorno prima in conferenza stampa da alcuni calciatori azzurri. Quei cinque - Toloi, Emerson Palmieri, Pessina, Bernardeschi e Belotti – hanno avuto molto più coraggio di quanto si creda. Perché la ragione per cui la nostra nazionale, esattamente come quelle dell’Est Europa, non aderisce alla campagna, è semplice: il tifo nel calcio italiano è in mano ai fascisti. Lo è da sempre, lo è da decenni. Si fa finta di nulla o si dice: sono una minoranza. Non è così. In Italia è fascista il tifo che interessa alle società, cioè il tifo organizzato, quello che – sottobanco – gestisce gli appalti delle pulizie o della vendita di bibite negli stadi, la prevendita dei biglietti, il merchandising. Insomma: la tifoseria organizzata – e fascista – è quella aiuta le società di calcio a fare soldi. Le società, quindi, queste tifoserie le coccolano, minimizzando le questioni sociali e politiche. Certamente non vogliono rendersele nemiche. Lo stesso vale per i calciatori, che sanno benissimo quanto sia difficile la vita di chi si fa arrabbiare i tifosi. E se i tifosi sono fascisti e razzisti – come lo sono la gran parte dei tifosi organizzati italiani – meglio stare in piedi all’inizio della partita e non aderire alla campagna antirazzista. Perché negli stadi italiani il fascismo – con braccia alzate, fasci littori e svastiche, nomi evocativi – è di casa. Ed è di casa, inevitabilmente, il razzismo. Lo abbiamo dimenticato? Si lo abbiamo dimenticato. E allora è meglio ricordare. Nell’ottobre del 2017, i tifosi laziali per offendere i romanisti crearono adesivi con l’immagine di Anna Frank in maglia giallorossa. Qualche anno prima, i tifosi dell’Hellas Verona – si chiamano Brigate Gialloblu in memoria delle Brigate Nere – impedirono alla società di acquistare un giocatore perché nero. I “buu, buu” per imitare le scimmie e le banane lanciate in campo nei confronti di giocatori africani o semplicemente neri si sprecano. Così come le braccia alzate nel saluto romano. I nomi dei gruppi la dicono lunga. Delle Brigate Gialloblu – da sempre vero bacino elettorale per tutta l’estrema destra fascista veronese – abbiamo detto. Ma a Verona esistono anche il Verona front, la Gioventù scaligera, tutte tifoserie storicamente collegate con i bonehead inglesi del Chelsea. A Roma, i tifosi laziali hanno legami con gruppi fascisti di tutta Europa: gli Ultras Sur del Real Madrid, i polacchi del Wisla Cracovia e gli ungheresi del Levski Sofia. Il viaggio prosegue con la Juventus: il Viminale vigila sui gemellaggi con il Legia Varsavia e il Den Haag, dichiaratamente antisemiti. Nell’Inter, dagli skinhead agli irriducibili, la tifoseria nerazzurra è una roccaforte del tifo fascista lombardo. Azione skinhead era strettamente legata prima con gli Skins e poi ai Boys San dell'Inter , dove l'acronimo San si riferisce alle Squadre d’azione di Benito Mussolini. Attualmente è il gruppo degli Irriducibili ad aver raccolto il maggior numero di esponenti dell'estremismo Skin88 legato al tifo interista. Giusto per ricordare: 88 è il numero simbolo di Adolf Hitler. Tornando a Torino, nella tifoseria della seconda squadra della città – il Torino appunto - diversi gruppi ospitano frange neonaziste. Tra questi, i Granata korps e Viking. A Chieti, la tifoseria ospita in curva gli Ultras, gli Sconvolts, i Fedayn e i Viking. Questo il quadro. Potremmo proseguire con squadre di Puglia, Calabria, Sicilia. Secondo le fonti del ministero degli Interni sono 85 le tifoserie di destra o estrema destra fascista negli stadi italiani. Sono vere e proprie organizzazioni gerarchizzate, con capi che hanno rapporti stretti e quasi sempre di affari con le società. Nel 2019, un’inchiesta della procura di Torino sui rapporti fra tifosi e Juventus raccoglieva la testimonianza di un ex dirigente, Francesco Calvo. «Il compromesso è questo – spiegava ai giudici -: per garantire una partita sicura, cedevo sul numero di biglietti, sapendo bene che facevano business. Ho ritenuto che una mediazione con il tifo organizzato fosse comunque una soluzione buona per tutti». Il rapporto è stretto, il legame è quasi mortale. Le società di calcio italiane non possono inimicarsi le tifoserie e i calciatori non possono sfidare il pubblico. Se le tifoserie sono razziste – come la maggior parte di quelle organizzate italiane – è inevitabile che la federazione italiana non prenda posizione e che i calciatori restino in piedi. Il business val molto di più - per loro – del colore della pelle di qualcuno. Raffaele Crocco

[godsofhumanity]

I understand lying hour Is prolly over? But I'd like to hear your thought on our buddy boi, the Crocco with a Glocko,

Sobek

sobek: the most irrelevant, insignificant dude ever. he has a crocodile for a head.. LAME! definitely not one of the coolest animals ever.

[cherryblossom-chopper]

Stampede thoughts and spoilers below my loves

- Kay so firstly all my bbs together I love them

- Why is miss matched boot man so annoying

- Kidd content ❤️

- apperently Law can’t go fives minutes without getting fucked up

- Buggy is actually just a giant hot air balloon at this point

- B A R T O I W I L L D I E F O R U

- USOPP NO

- Brook looks like he’s hella tall in this movie

- Smo Smo and Brook are just now meeting wtf??? That can’t be right

- PTSD by buster call

- CROCCO, Miss all Sunday ohmygod

-Robin is still trying to take orders from Crocodile

-Walaguigi is back

- Ah this fucking bird guy

- Kuma v General Franky god damn

- I’m still worried about Usopp

- Buggy makes me so fucking happy

- NAMI STILL HAS ZEUS STILL I FOR FUCKING GOT BIG MOMS GONNA BE MAD

- Sometimes I think Oda is targeting me by always hurting Usopp

- BULLET I STG

- I miss Ace

- I’m surprised Lu allowed Bullet to call Ace weak without much reaction

-It’s not the one piece u dumb ass

- Daddy Sword Man

- Perona’s wild like

- THE LOVE OF MY LIFE BOA OHMYGOD

-oh Buggy is blond now...

- ah shit Lu’s ded

-Laugh Tale? Ah i see Raftel is spelled dumb

- MY BOY LIVES

- HE PEFECT I LOVE USOPP SO MUCH

- Cronch

- GASP HE SAID THE NAME

- agghhhhh bless Kizaru ily

-The ponytail is backkkk

- Zoro is Jesus

- Lucci u sexy bastard you’ve returned

- Aokiji why are you like this

- This guy is wack

- WW III is that you?

- GRAMpa Garp, Sengoku bbbbbs

- Aw Usopp my love I worry about you

-O my precious Usopp plz don’t cry

- Ya bitch is about to cry ohmygod, usopp

- oh bless, Brook and Chopper to the rescue

-Is that a wild Sabo?

-Koby more clearly in focus perfect

-This is not an ideal situation

- IT IS a wild Sabo

- Aw Smoky just admit you care about LuLu

-Aw Boa love Luffy so much it’s sweet

- Lu bounces back like a champ

-Usopp don’t cry baby, if you start crying I’ll cry

- Smoker and Sabo are suc unquie parallels

-Buggy is not having a good time here apparently, his legs look ridiculous

- Hancock plz take a moment you’re pulling a Sanji

- She’s sonic fast

-Crocodile has all the infinity stones

- His neck long

-Sabo’s got the grabby hands

- RIGHT IN THE ARM PIt

- Buggy referring to himself as god not surprising

-Ooooo Lucci I see u bb I saw that

-OFC Buggs u don’t stand a chance

- Luffy is three punch man

- Usopp is a shining star anyone who disagrees can eat a dick or something idk

-The battle is long af wrap this shit up Lu

-Aw yes the original theme music makes me so happy

- Lucci no bad kitty

-F U K LU Nami’z gonna be so mad

-Festa is a full time chump

-This was an actual SLAP I love it

[synchronmurmurs]

That crocco sounds like a burpy boi

HE’S TRYNA GET LAID!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😤😤😤

[drifting-dragons-world]

Some headcannons I have for the QZ crew because why not.

-Takita normally head pats Mika but after a while of dealing with it he now dodges the head pats to be both confusing and to mess with Takita in a playful joking way.

-Vannie occasionally cooks with Yoshi, mostly to give him recipes that she learned from Arena (and the Arenan lemon pie was a big hit for the crew so Yoshi wanted to learn that recipe to help more when Vannie doesn't want to cook).

-Faye reads books to Soraya whenever either of them are upset or just under the weather, it overall cheers them up.

-The bonehead brigade (Niko, Oken, Faye, and Soraya) make a big pile of blankets and pillows in one room and just have a big sleepover fight and pile on top of each other creating what Gibbs calls "the big ol' stack of idiots".

-Crocco bought the cactus that is in Lee's room for him before the new Quin Zaza was built. It flowered only once on the ship and Lee and Crocco took the time to just admire it on the bridge.

-Gaga takes commissions when he has the chance, his art is talked about a lot in all the towns they go to when they get shore leave and now most of the commissions Gaga gets is from Brno being the energetic rich boy he is.

-Hiro, Mayne and Doug take turns looking out for each other if one of them falls asleep. They have some warm blankets and wrap the sleepy person in a blanket to help them stay comfortable.

-Capella and Mayne have a ton of inside jokes they made up during the girls only birthday parties before Vannie and Takita joined, Takita is always confused about it and tries to ask Vannie but she says she doesn't have a clue.

-Despite knowing Takita and Giraud can handle themselves with draking by now, Gibbs is still a little bit of an overprotective dad with them. He keeps an eye on them when they're butchering just in case if they hurt themselves.

-Whenever Vadakin and Berko are in the crow's nest on late watch they tend to have a secret stash of wine and enjoy the night sky before completely passing out together.

[jokuvainart]

Crocco boy