#request 71

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

can i request

who ever you want from Shiratorizawa and Karasuno with a s/o that don't have any thing on there person that would tell someone that they have a s/o. but a photo in there phone case of there s/o

:'] anon

Ohhhh I love this!! Thank you for your request!

[muppetjohntavares]

Another time, another life🍁🐧 (Michael Bunting in Toronto and Pittsburgh, requested by anonymous)

(Picture credit to Andrew Lahodynskyj, Bailey McLean, Joe Sargent and Icon Sportswire)

[one-rabbit-every-day]

12.3.

71 - hide-and-seek

[karume-everything-else]

Doing my research for a DBZ request (so sorry its taking forever I haven't actually sat down to watch Super before now). And I just have to say a couple things.

Who replaced Vegeta with a good father? Like I know he got better by the time Bulla was born because his little girl and all but how tightly does Bulma have him wrapped around her finger. I'm pretty sure Saiyan culture wasn't this clingy to the women (personally it always seemed like an exaggerated cross between Spartans and Amazonians)

Beerus and Whis really needed to just... explain more prior to Goku leaving for the Grand Zeno dimension.

Love how some things just never change. Goku not only being a naive, fight happy goofball, but also on good terms with practically every extremely powerful being in existence. (Though I wish they'd play more to his strengths and remember that he did have an education. Not a formal one, but he does know a good bit)

[dailysarachidouin]

i think sara should partake in whatever national/international holiday it is on the day of you posting this (i.e. national cat day)

DAY 71: NATIONAL ROLLERCOASTER DAY...!!

[ID: A messy, colored sketch of Sara Chidouin from Your Turn To Die sitting in a rollercoaster with other people. She's screaming, holding onto the straps of the seat for dear life. The rollercoaster is yellow and purple, beginning to go down from the top. End ID.]

[the-lake-is-calling]

SPOTIFY WRAP DROPPED BABE

[darklordofthesimp]

Wrath (Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Reader)

Summary: After you risk your life protecting Ghost, the Lieutenant is furious. Angry enough, in fact, to pay you a late-night visit.

Requested by @chippyroh :

#69 Shut up or I'll shut you up.

#71 You’re driving me out of my fucking mind

A/N: Listen here you little shits, I will not be making a part 2 to this and you cannot convince me this time.

Category: Sexual Tension || Angst || Enemies to ? || Hurt/ Comfort

Warnings: Graphic language, Manhandling/Rough-handling, Sexually suggestive themes.

It was meant to be an easy mission but, really, what were you expecting?

You were experienced enough to know that when it was meant to be a breeze, you had to prepare for a fucking hurricane. And as Ghost stormed towards you, his fists clenched and his gaze furious, you knew this was gonna be one hell of a storm.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” He didn’t stop until his chest bumped into yours, heaving and hard. His wide shoulders swayed from side to side as the officer sized you up. “Are you fucking stupid?”

You grit your teeth and glared. “I just saved your fucking life, Sir.”

You weren’t much in comparison to the towering figure that Ghost presented, you knew that. Still, you stood as tall as you could manage and set your jaw. You were right to provide him with backup. You were right to have taken out the people on his tail.

You’d done everything right.

So, why was he so fucking angry?

“Don’t start this shit with me, Sunshine,” Ghost hissed, fingers wrapping around your bicep. He pulled you in flush against his body, your armoured plates knocking against his. “That was out of line.”

“Saving your life?” You questioned, bewildered. “Saving your life was out of line, Ghost?”

His eyes narrowed and a deep rumble reverberated in his chest.

“No,” he snapped, leaning back. “Pretending you were anything but a fucking sniper was, though.”

Your breath left your lungs as though you’d been sucker-punched. You searched what little features you could see for an ounce of regret, any softness in his features to show he didn’t mean it- but the kohl on his eyes only highlighted the sharpness of his gaze.  

“This isn’t over, Sunshine,” Ghost warned, snatching his hand from your arm. He imparted a glare that had your throat tightening, before he brushed past you roughly.  For once, you wished you had never made it home.

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You were angry at yourself for crying.

It was in your own shower and hidden from the rest of your unit, but you were still upset.

Your life was insane and full of enough sorrow to destroy most, and there were more than enough reasons to justify an emotional break. However, crying over a man? You were ashamed. Embarrassment seared red hot across your chest, it made your blood boil- it made you angry.

Who the fuck did he think he was?

You had done everything right. Price had clapped you on your back upon your return, commending your quick thinking. Ghost had scoffed at that, watching the interaction from the darkest corner of the room.

“Leaving your post is not ‘quick-thinking.’” The words had been a snarl from beneath his bloodied mask.

Price raised a brow as you shifted on your feet furiously. “I saved you on the evac, Sir. There was no fucking post.”

Ghost took a step toward you, his finger pointing at your chest as though he were marking you for death. You were thankful Price stepped in, you were angry but you weren’t stupid. You didn’t want to go toe-to-toe with the grim reaper himself but you would to defend your actions.

“How about you both hit the showers and cool off. Good job on today,” he gave the two of you a pointed look, “the both of you.”

You said nothing, only returning Ghost’s glare vehemently before storming off.

Your clothes felt too soft on your freshly scrubbed skin. It always felt like that after a mission; everything smelt too good, felt too good and sounded too quiet. It would take you a couple of hours to adjust, but your blood burned at your surroundings.

You were already overstimulated and now you were uncomfortable.

Fuck you, Simon Riley, you ingrateful twat.

You wanted to find him and shake some sense into him. You wanted a fucking thank you. You wanted his recognition, his approval and you seethed at your desire to feel accepted by him.

You dried your hair roughly with the towel, your frustrations translating into your menial tasks. Angrily shower, angrily dry off, angrily get dressed- you were fucking furious and you couldn’t get past it.

Bang, bang, bang.

You gasped, dropping the towel as someone battered against your door. It shook on the hinges under the pressure, and you stood frozen for a long moment. It was late, there was no reason for anyone to be visiting.

Everybody from the 141 was out and about, you and Ghost had returned a day earlier than expected.

You frowned as they knocked again with the flat part of their fist, the dull thuds picking up in volume. You scooped the towel from the floor, throwing it over the chair in the corner.

“Coming,” you shouted before they could go for a third round. You worried the frame wouldn’t hold up much longer. No sooner than you had twisted the handle, the door swung open. You leapt out of the way, eyes wide as a towering figure stepped through the threshold, slamming the door shut behind them.

The lock engaging behind him sounded like a death knell.

“Sir-“ you rasped, stumbling backward as he approached you.

“Cut that shit out,” Ghost snapped, “you know my fucking name.”

Fuck.

You stared up at him with wide eyes, as you continued back into the room. He was furious, just as heated as he had been when he’d gotten back from the mission. The man had clearly showered and changed, standing before you in a hoodie and balaclava.

“What the fuck are you doing in here?” You glared at him, heart leaping into your throat as your back finally hit the wall. Ghost’s eyes slid to each side of you, marking how you were trapped between your own furniture.

“You know what you did today, Sunshine,” he said heatedly, “everyone can congratulate you about it as much as they want but you listen to me. Never do that again.”

You sneered, leaning forward. Ghost inclined his head, meeting you halfway as your noses nearly brushed. “I saved your life within the parameters of the mission and I’ll do it again and again if I fucking have to.”

“You were almost killed!” Ghost’s finger rose to press into your chest harshly. “Almost had a fucking bullet put between your eyes.”

“But I didn’t! Had I not stepped in you would have been a fucking pin cushion, Simon!”

You were forced back into the wall as he smacked an open palm into the plaster beside your head. You jumped at the sound by your ear, your lip trembling beneath his gaze. You could feel the heat emanating from his body in waves, he was fucking burning.

“What?” You whispered, your mouth dry all of a sudden. “You gonna fuckin’ hit me, Riley? You gonna hit me for doing my job?”

“Of course not, you idiot.” He snapped, leaning back. Ghost’s eyes narrowed as his hand slid from the wall by your head, resting at his side.

“Why are you here then? Barging into my room, locking the door behind you, putting me against the wall,” you listed, your voice low and urgent as you glared at him. Your chest heaved against his as you raced to catch your breath. “You’re either here to fuck me or fight me and we both fucking know that you hate my guts, Riley. So, get to it and get the fuck out.”

“Shut the fuck up, Sunshine,” Ghost rasped, shifting on his feet. “You deserve to get your shit rocked for the way you acted out there.”

 You searched his gaze, his eyes the colour of a stormy ocean as he glared right back at you. “You don’t even know what you’re doing here,” you snarled, leaning forward once more. This time, Ghost didn’t challenge you. “You don’t think you deserve to be saved, L.T?”

“Shut up,” he snapped.

“Your life is worth more than mine, Simon,” you growled, poking a finger into his chest. “You’re my superior, it’s my job to protect you.”

“Then fucking listen when I say shut up, or I’ll shut you up.”

“Sniper or not, if it ever came down to me or you- it’s my fucking job to die for you-“

Your back slammed against the wall, breath leaving your body at the impact. You were disoriented for a short moment, vision hazy as you tried to regain your bearings. His body was pressed against yours, his hands gripping your shoulders so tight you knew you’d be bruised.

You couldn’t think, you couldn’t anticipate his next move. Not when he gripped your jaw, half his fingers on your face and the others wrapped against your neck. He leaned down and you flinched, opening your mouth to gasp.

He wasn’t going to hit you.

Instead, Ghost kissed you.

You don’t know when he had rolled his mask upward, but his mouth was hot and urgent against yours, groaning when he swallowed your gasp before it could come to fruition. He tasted sweet on your tongue and poisonous to your mind, drowning all your inhibitions in his touch. You whimpered against him and a wicked smile curved his lips upward.

You couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t think. Your hands gripped his shirt tightly as his free hand moved to tangle itself in your damp hair, your dripping strands locked tightly between his fingers.

When he pulled away you were dizzy, your head falling back to rest against the wall. Your chest heaved as your heart pounded against your ribs, demanding to be freed.

There was nothing but silence for a long moment, the space between you both filled with his ragged breathing and your shaky gasps. You were so close you could taste him, his forehead pressed against yours and his eyes squeezed shut.

“You’re driving me out of my fucking mind, Sunshine.” Ghost rasped finally, his voice throaty and strained. “You just don’t fucking listen.”

You swallowed thickly, eyes trained on the beast before you. You’d watched this man tear people apart with his bare hands. You’d seen him take bullets to the chest, seen him snap necks and tear limbs.

But those fingers that had wreaked so much havoc rested on your throat softly, now. So gentle, as though he thought you would crumble beneath him if he squeezed.

But he wanted to grip tighter, and you knew it. You could tell by the twitch of his fingers, by the clench of his jaw.

“I can be taught, Sir,” your voice was barely a whisper but Ghost’s eyes snapped open as though you’d yelled at him. He watched you, like a predator observing its prey. You wondered if he thought he’d misheard you, maybe he was praying that he hadn’t.

When he leaned in close, your body shivered against his as adrenaline spiked your system.

“I’ll fuckin’ teach you to listen, Sunshine,” he murmured finally, fingers tightening against your skin. “Don’t you worry.”

Maybe he didn’t hate you, after all.

[daily-dragon-drawing]

not quite a dragon originally, but, in the hebrew tanakh the word saraph is used for both what is translated as "firey flying serpents", and also for seraphim, so may I request a seraph-like dragon?

#71 - 熾天使 (chì tiānshǐ / seraph) - A creature imbued with the power of the divine 👼💛👁️🌟🤍

[werewolfaday]

Ko-fi request for Whalesharker! day 71!

you can request a werewolf by tipping me on ko-fi!

[airaibunny]

BRATTY/DEGRADING/ETC SMUT PROMPTS

1. “i can’t keep going” - “aw, too bad. i don’t care”

2. “i dont care who’s outside”

3. “do you want them to hear you being such a slut?”

4. “what if i don’t?”

5. “i promise i’ll start being good, just please…”

6. “make me”

7. “that sounds like an excuse, i want a confession”

8. “you don’t get to tell me what to do”

9. “that’s strike 3”

10. “if you stop, i’ll stop”

11. “no more, please, i can’t”

12. “where are your manners?”

13. “i hear an acknowledgement, not an apology, do you want 3 more?”(the ‘it’ can be anything)

14. “what did you say?”

15. “try that again”

16. “no, you don’t get to touch”

17. “beg for it”

18. “i said no”

19. “i mean, i got what i wanted, didn’t i?”

20. “stop pushing, it won’t end well”

21. “you don’t need anything, you want it”

22. “say it”

23. “use your words”

24. “i can’t understand you”

25. “i can’t read your mind”

26. “could he/she do it better?”

27. “do you wish it was *name* touching you right now?”

28. “take it like a good girl and stop whining”

29. “that’s whining, i thought we talked about that”

30. “sluts don’t get to make requests”

31. “what happened? you wanted this so bad five minutes ago”

32. “stop talking”

33. “did i give you permission to talk?”

34. “you don’t understand how angry i am right now”

35. “be still” - “i can’t” - “yes you can, do you want to find out what will happen if you don’t?”

36. “why are you already squirming?”

37. “cut it out” - “what do you mean? i’m not doing anything”

38. “come here, now”

39. “you can barely speak, so cute”

40. “i’m tired of you speaking, i need something in your mouth”

41. “if i have to stop this car, i’m going to make sure you can’t walk out of it without my help”

42. “you really don’t deserve this”

43. “i didn’t mean to, i’m sorry”

44. “don’t cum until i tell you to”

45. “what if i just leave you here, wet and needy?”

46. “what’s the safe word? you’re going to need it”

47. “what are you going to do? punish me?”

48. “i really don’t care that we’re in public”

49. “keep it up, you won’t like the situation you end up in”

50. “who do you think you are?”

51. “grab the handcuffs and come back here”

52. “no, you’re in trouble, you don’t get to demand”

53. “liar”

54. “stop teasing me”

55. “i like it when you’re mad”

56. “punish me”

57. “are you going to stop me?”

58. “shut up”

59. “no, you started this, now you’re going to finish it”

60. “clean my fingers, this is your mess”

61. “did you really think that would work? cute”

62. “bad girls/sluts don’t get to cum”

63. “can you tell me what you did wrong?”

64. “explain what you did, if you don’t finish before you cum, you don’t get to finish again for the rest of the night”

65. “you’re being particularly insufferable today”

66. “you’re such a fucking slut/whore/cunt”

67. “make me cry”

68. “ruin me”

69. “you’re not in a position to make demands”

70. “if you ever pull a stunt like that again, i won’t wait until we get to our bedroom”

71. “say that again, i dare you”

72. “i’m going easy on you, you should be getting the belt right now”

73. “what happened to my good girl?”

74. “what would the others think of this? their innocent little maknae being such a whore”

75. “you’ll cum as many times as i want, got it?”

76. “look what you did”

77. “i should edge you”

78. “stop moving, you’ll take what i give you”

79. “swallow"

80. "i'll untie you if you're good"

81. “want to make a mess of you"

82. “you think your begging is going to change my mind?"

83. “i don't care that you're sorry"

84. “don’t argue with me”

85. “you royally fucked up”

86. "swallow"

87. “you heard me”

88. “don’t make me repeat myself”

89. “hurry up, if you take too long i won’t touch you”

[unboundprompts]

Argument Prompts

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Romantic / Break-Up Arguments:

The Bar is Raised (#22)

It Means the World to Me (#53)

Supposed to Be Us (#56)

Don't Say Things You Don't Mean (#61)

Projecting (#74)

I'm Not Perfect (#98)

Hero and Villain Arguments:

You Will Regret Doing That (#24)

Love Me or Fear Me (#40)

I Want Acceptance (#58)

Not the Hero (#73)

You Haven't Seen Mean (#93)

Responses to Being Punched (list)

You Betrayed Me (#97)

Fantasy / Sci-Fi Arguments:

You had One Order - Prince and Knight (#71)

Other Arguments:

The Only Mistake Here is You (#33)

Worst Person Ever(#84)

Push Your Buttons (#94)

Meeting Again the Day After a Rude Interaction

[landograndprix]

fantasy ❁ l.n 

summary: biggest simp on the lando norris simp train, just an ordinary girl living her normal life until she gets noticed by Mclaren's golden boy.

requested: yes! requests are open!

a/n: no you don't understand how much fun it was to make this one :') this would also be my nightmare tho like nah, I'd be so embarrassed 💀

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landonorris

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landonorris singapore 📸

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charlielec @y/nusername �� 😏

csainzzz @y/nusername babe wake up, new lando pics dropped

y/nusername violated. deceased. going back to bed.

csainzzz honestly same

ln4cz55 😍😍

bott_ass half these comments are people tagging @y/nusername 😭

quadrant2000 CEO of the lando simp club 👑

y/nusername solid 10 if you ask me

landoscar 👏

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lnfour

liked by y/nusername, landonorris and 46,543 others

lnfour new collection dropping soon 😎

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carlandobaby at this point I'm working my ass off just so I can get merch 😭

lanfour shut up and take my money

y/nusername do i get the guy with it when I place an order or?

zoeyyyy y/n asking the real questions

sharl_16 girl– 😭

lnfour maybe we can arrange something 😉

landoscar @y/nusername not ln4 commenting 😭

y/nusername well, that's it lads, it was nice knowing y'all but I'm going to dig my own grave and go lie in it.

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landonorrisfanz

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landonorrisfanz lando in Australia today!

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chilisainz this fit 🙌

hannahh @y/nusername look at your man strutting his stuff and shit 👀

y/nusername he's in his model era

y/nusername me unwell? Yes, yes I am bitch.

norstappen_ not ln4 liking your comments 😭

y/nusername they need to be stopped, giving me heart palpitations.

y/nusername big fan of this guy

ferrarifwiends @/landonorris your biggest fan 😂

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y/nusername

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y/nusername blacknwhite

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byelando mother is mothering

yourbestfrienduser pretty little girlfriend ❤️

lanlando you're so pretty 😭

grussell not to alarm anyone but lando liked? 🥺

aalabono omfg 💀

y/nusername that's it I'm deactivating.

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y/nusername

liked by landonorris, isahernaez and 3,564 others

y/nusername it's in the details 🖤

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norrisss4 after nearly a year, mother has risen from the dead. 😫

zouey bestie where have you been???

y/nusername I told y'all I was going to move countries? 😉

zouey lmao glad your back 🥰

grussell63 friend, lando's still liking your stuff though

daniellricc so did Isa 👀

grussell63 @y/nusername bestie what have you been up to 👀

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y/nusername posted on their story

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landonorris

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landonorris meet and greets

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isahernaez ❤️

y/nusername ❤️

landoscar miss ma'am dipped for a year and shows up with her man, what a flex 😭

hannahhh @y/nusername you got some explaining to do bestie

y/nusername changing my name obviously didn't work

y/nusername 🧡🧡🧡

landonorris 🧡🧡🧡

sharllekler alright time for me to simp for charles a bit harder 😭

norrizzz4 we're rooting for you! :')

[philistiniphagottini]

16, 60, 66 and 71,,, for Aventurine if it's alright please? If you're still doing these ofc! Lowkey craving for soft femdom towards Aventurine Q__Q;;;

Hi yes, Anon, I am still doing requests for the smut prompts. It is a permanant list on my blog that you can request from whenever. Thanks for the request, it was fun writing for Aventurine again. Enjoy~

Smut Prompts

16 + 60 + 66 + 71

cw. smut, hand job, praise, soft femdom, mentions of aphrodisiac (Aven eats too many oysters lol), female reader

With a soft sigh falling from your parted lips you crawled into Aventurine’s lap, plump thighs straddling and caging his slender legs. A slow smirk crawled over his lips as you settled, his body gently bouncing on the mattress as he peered up at you beneath the thick rim of his glasses, bright eyes shimmering beneath the pale bedroom light. 

"You really shouldn’t have eaten all those oysters at the gala" you said, fingers working the clasp of his belt.

A warm chuckle breezed past Aventurine’s lips as he rolled his shoulders with a nonchalant shrug.

"What can I say? I have expensive tastes" he replied with a charming smile.

You couldn’t help the soft snort of laughter that wormed its way up your throat. He gave you a sly wink as you popped the button of his trousers and with a pointed roll of your eyes you gently shoved his chest, coaxing him into leaning further back for you. Aventurine complied to your silent request, propping his upper body with his elbows as he watched you work with practised ease. The muscles in his stomach jumped as your fingers trailed along the wisps of fair hair of his happy trail, following it all the way down with tantalising touches until it disappeared beneath the band of his underwear. His cock was achingly hard even before you had crawled into his lap, the weeping head leaving behind a dark, wet splotch on the fabric of his underwear as his dick twitched in anticipation. He opened his mouth to offer a teasing remark but he immediately choked on the words when your fingers touched hardened warmth.

He had to swallow the budding saliva on his tongue as your fingers grazed against his sensitive cock, the aphrodisiac heightening his senses to an almost tortuous degree as it felt like your mere touch was pressing against the live wire of his nerves. A soft moan fell from his kiss-swollen lips as his cock sprung free from his underwear, the drooling tip glistening like morning dew as beads dripped from the tip. A pleasant heat licked at the base of his spine as a warm hum bubbled up your throat, a soft smile stretching your lips as your thumb circled the leaking slit of his dick.

"My, my Aventurine. You’re so big for me~"

A groan fell from Aventurine’s lips as he struggled to keep his eyes uncrossed and his gaze focused on your sumptuous body perched above him. His hands curled around your plump thighs, fingers sinking into the plush skin and squeezing generous amounts of your supple flesh. His gaze lingered on your chest, the rosy tips of your nipples peeking through the lacy material of your bra and tempting him to have a taste. Even if his head was spinning and stuffed full of cotton, he would remember to do that later, after you helped soothe his aching problem. You loosely curled your fingers around his cock, drawing a breathy gasp from him as you slowly pumped your fist along his shaft. You softly cooed his name as more of his creamy essence dribbled over your fingers as you stroked him, your grip turning firm as another loud moan was wrenched from Aventurine. 

"Good boy" you gently praised. "You’re already doing so well."

Your praise made his cock jump in the palm of your hand, his back arching as you stroked him a little harder. His usual silver tongue started to feel like lead in his mouth, drool gathering at the corners of his lips at the wet sound your fist made as you messily stroked him. The hot knot coiling in the pit of his stomach winched tighter as his hands squeezed your supple thighs once more, grip almost bruising as another sinful noise crawled out of the back of his throat. It felt like there was magic laced on the tips of your fingers as you rubbed your hand against his searing flesh, his cock twitching and aching as another pleased noise stirred in your chest, making his heart stammer frantically as you cooed his name so sweetly.

"Does it feel good, baby?" you asked, your voice dripping like honey as it warmed his throat. 

Aventurine nodded along to your words, long eyelashes brushing against his burning hot cheeks as he fought to peel his tongue off the roof of his mouth long enough to respond.

"So fucking good baby" he replied with a heady slur, saliva shimmering on his lips. "So good."

You hummed, pleased with his answer as your pace started to pick up. It felt like his blood was boiling in his veins as his cock kicked weakly against the palm of your hand, flushed tip swollen and aching for release. Your wrist curled around his cock as his hips snapped up to meet the delicious friction, almost bucking you from your seat atop of him. You gently hushed him as another hoarse whimper tickled his throat, free hand rubbing against his hip as you coaxed his lower half back down to the mattress. His entire body felt like it was on fire as the muscles in his thighs tensed, throat bobbing with each desperate moan spilling from his lips. 

"Please" he softly begged. 

Aventurine twisted between the sweat soaked sheets as you purred like a content cat. You leaned over him, engulfing him in your shadow as you peered down at him through thick lashes. 

"That’s my good boy. Cum for me."

Your words made him snap in an instant. Your hand stroked him to completion as thick ropes of his seed spilled over your fingers and painted his abdomen, his cock throbbing in your hand as he moaned your name like it was the only word he remembered. Your pace started to slow as you squeezed the last of his spend from the leaking tip of his dick, his overloaded nerves tingling as you milked him dry of every last drop. A thin sheen of sweat dotted Aventurine’s brow as he stirred beneath you, gulping down haggard gasps of breath as he stared up at you with eyes just as dazed as his mind. You rubbed your hand along his hip, eyes swimming with warmth as you gazed at him with soft eyes.

"Are you feeling okay?" you asked.

Aventurine hummed in response, tense grip on your thighs loose as he idly rubbed his thumbs in circles into your skin. The erratic beat of his heart started to taper off as he regained control of his breathing, his senses slowly crawling back to him under the warm touch of your hands. He gave you a smile, eyebrows raised as his hands curled around your hips. 

"Hmm, I don’t think the aphrodisiacs have worn off quite yet" he mused. "Care to help me again, pretty girl?"

[lastwordsofadyingstar]

71 :)

You can send it into DMs if you prefer.

Caffeine.

71) Start typing out your dirtiest fantasy you can think of and don’t stop til you get so embarrassed you can’t go on any longer. Just make sure it’s actually something you’re into!

Okay I've been thinking about this fantasy for around a week now but I've been too busy to fully entertain the thought. It started with the post you sent me (I think I reblogged it if anyone's curious) about someone recording while they're fucking my ass so that they can replay it later for me to watch. The idea of someone doing this then blackmailing me with the video in order to get me to do increasingly humiliating and degrading things just turns me on so much.

So I'm thinking that this is the first time anyone has ever fucked me, I'm a complete and utter virgin but instead of paying attention to my pussy they decide my ass is a way better hole for them to start with, it's tighter, they can go deeper and the best part is that it'll hurt me more. They're being all loving and attentive, kissing me gently, telling me how beautiful I'll look with my hole stretched out around them. Just doing all the right things to make me feel comfortable and at ease. Everything goes well, it hurts at first to have something so thick and hard stretching my virgin asshole, but I eventually relax into it. I'm mostly on all fours or on my stomach so I don't really notice them recording till the very next day.

I'm woken up the next day with them fucking my ass again, it's so sore from the previous night and I put up a bit of a fight, they're relentless pressing my down with their entire body weight as they wreck my hole. The only lube they're using is their cum they plugged into me from the previous night. My attempts at resisting seem futile as they're so much bigger and stronger than me, I eventually give up crying bitterly which only makes them fuck me even harder.

They eventually cum in me, once more my ass is a gaping mess full of their cum, my cheeks are tear soaked and yet I'm so wet there's a puddle that formed underneath me, which they tease me about relentlessly. Only a slut would get this wet from being fucked this roughly. I try telling them that I don't want to do this again and that's when she show me the videos they took, the one from the night before is tame but in this one I'm crying and begging for them to stop all while my pussy drips down my thighs and I make a desperate attempt to grind myself against the bed. I tell them to delete it, this soon turns to begging when they threaten to post it online if I don't do exactly what they want.

I have to option but to agree and their requests start out tame, I have to record myself putting increasingly large buttplugs I'm my ass every day. I'm to remain plugged constantly and throughout the day they'll randomly demand that I go into a restroom stall and take a photo to show them how obedient I'm being. This slowly devolves into bigger and bigger toys, till my ass is constantly ready to be used by them. I'm also made into their personal free use toy, merely a fleshlight they use to jerk off in.

Then their requests start to elevate, they start putting in household appliances into my ass, pens, markers at first to try and see how many will fit in me, then bigger things like the TV remote. Soon it turns into anything they can get their hands on, one day I'm cooking in the kitchen and they bend me over the counter take out my daily buttplug and shove an entire cucumber up my ass. Its incredibly humiliating but also makes me so embarrassingly wet. They record almost all of this so the material they use to blackmail me increases everytime. What's more embarrassing is how much I enjoy this torture, my brain gets fuzzy and my knees get weak everytime they use me.

Maybe it's Stockholm syndrome of some kind but this whole dynamic starts to feel comforting to me, then one day they blindfold me and tell me they have a surprise for me. I don't know what to expect but all I feel is my hands being tied behind me and a cool breeze passing over my bare skin, I'm bent over expecting the usual sadistic torture. What I don't expect are unfamiliar cocks stretching out my holes. It was established from the very beginning my pussy was a no go zone, only used to lube up cocks to fuck my ass. So now I'm bent over with two cocks in my ass and one in my mouth and from the sounds of it they're even more people in line waiting to use me. (Okay this is where I'm going to stop 😭)

I'm so incredibly horny right now so thanks for the ask and I hope you enjoy reading this <3

This isn't proofread btw so escuse any grammatical errors

[grandlinedreams]

I forgot you had that list of prompts!! Could I please please pleeeaaase request 71 Law x reader? “I’ve never seen this man before.”

Maybe like Law pisses them off and they pretend to not know him? 🥺

ofc!! I need to figure out my tagging system 'n make stuff like that easier to find when it gets buried but also I gotta get my masterlist put together at all wlkjadf but YES i live for that kind of trope as long as it's not like,,,an indicator of bigger issues bc communication is key in relationships my friends!!

[heads up!: both reader and Law are a touch of orange flag behavior, touch of angst]

"How long are you going to stay mad at Captain?"

"I don't know, Bepo." The mink looks far from reassured by your answer, eyes flicking nervously over your shoulder and then back. You don't have to turn around to know Law is staring at the pair of you, the weight of his gaze square on the back of your head. "Did he tell you to come over here and ask?"

Bepo flinches, squirming nervously. You know he doesn't want to be caught in another of your spats ㅡ though they rarely happen, it's hard to keep your crew out of them when you're all typically confined in such a finite space.

There's a lot that anger dictates you say ㅡ that it's childish of Law to make Bepo come over here to ask instead, to try and wheedle his way into getting you to apologize first because he knows there's not much you hate more than upsetting Bepo and that it's not fair to the mink to make him choose between picking sides or playing mediator.

"Are you mad at me too?" Bepo's question pulls you out of your thoughts and you shake your head, expression softening.

"Of course not, I could never be angry with you." Again, you have to bite your tongue not to add more that'd further the distinct air of a pair of parents at odds with each other. "You can go back to Law, if you want."

Bepo still looks uneasy, but he slides off his seat and moves back towards where Law is sitting with Shachi and Penguin. Even though you know that you shouldn't assume, you don't blame them for taking his side. After all, they've known him longer, been through more with him, he means more to them.

But you? Even though you know they don't see you as such, you're temporary. The crew won't fall apart without you. You can leave and while it'll hurt for a while, they'll get over it.

You've never once feared that Law would demand you leave, but the fury in his eyes during your argument makes you reconsider it. Maybe you'd finally gone too far, and he's finally truly tired of having you around.

The idea of leaving the vessel that's been your home for the last handful of years and the people who have become your family makes your chest ache and your eyes burn with the threat of tears. You don't want to leave.

Lost in your your thoughts and the spiral that your mind threatens to tumble into, the hard clink of glass against the counter makes you jolt. Looking up at the bartender, you watch him jerk his head. "From that gentleman. You know him?"

The drink in front of you is your favorite. Normally you'd be touched that Law remembers such an obscure detail you've only ever mentioned off-handedly, but right now it feels like a slap to the face. Law is still trying everything he can but talking to you.

"I don't know that man at all," you tell the bartender flatly, handing over a couple of berri for your already finished drink and get to your feet. The path you take is intentional as you stalk past your crewmates' table, giving Law a look of icy fury before you continue on.

"You know Captain," Penguin suggests tentatively, "you could always just apologize. [Name] looked super pissed."

Law scowls. "More like being stubborn," he huffs, but guilt still pools in his stomach as he glances at the untouched drink on the counter. It feels like a cheap attempt at forgiveness the more he thinks about it, and he groans. "Fine, fine. I trust you can find your way back on your own?"

"We've got it, don't worry!"

Law gets to his feet, dropping off the appropriate berri for his drink as well before he moves off in the direction that you'd gone. The Polar Tang is quiet by the time he reaches it, lights dimmed for nightfall ㅡ and he slows his pace as he approaches his room.

What is he going to say? He knows he should apologize, but so should you ㅡ you've always had an innate talent for getting under his skin, something that he both loves and hates for how easily you do it. And while fights are truly something few and far between, this last one has left a bad taste in his mouth that only worsens the longer he lets it go.

Exhaling, he reaches for the handle. Part of him expected it to be locked ㅡ but it isn't, and his gaze flicks to you as soon as he walks in. Your back is to him, blanket pulled to your ear ㅡ but he knows the various rhythms of your breathing well enough to know you're not asleep.

He doesn't talk right away, busies himself with getting ready for bed as well before settling behind you and resisting the urge to roll his eyes when you scoot further from him. "Can we talk?"

"I guess." Your tone is clipped, and Law frowns as he reaches for you, hand on your arm.

"Are you going to look at me?"

"No."

Sighing, Law waits a moment before he begins tracing idle shapes against your arm, trying to soothe some of your anger. He knows you well, the way you can never quite stop yourself from leaning into him just a little bit, no matter how upset you are. "...this got out of hand."

You snort. "An understatement," you answer, but you lean a little further into him, and he takes it as a good sign.

"We both said things we didn't mean, and I wanted to apologize for how I talked to you." Law pauses. "And for sending Bepo to talk for me. And the drink."

"I would have drank it, but it felt like a cop out." You roll to face him properly now, and Law hates that he can see the red tinge around your eyes that always means you've been crying. "I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have said any of that either. But you need to talk to me Law, you can't just shut me out because you don't want to be a bother."

"I know." It's easier said than done, but you're patient. He knows that, knows that because you've told him time and time again that there isn't anything that will make you love him any less, either from his past or in the future. ("You're stuck with me," you like to say proudly, and he's never heard better sounding words than that.) "I'll keep working on it."

"We can work on it together," you answer as you press closer and he finally, finally gets to hold you the way he's wanted to since you stormed off after the argument. "We're a team, you and I. You're stuck with me until you don't want me anymore."

Law stills for a moment and then wraps his arms around you, tucking his face into your neck. "Forever," he mumbles. "That's how long I want you. Is that okay?"

You shift against him just enough to press your hand against the back of his head, fingers brushing soft, dark hair. "That sounds perfect to me."

[exactlycleverpirate]

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Timeline from Xavier's Perspective Part 1 and Part 2.

Old Timeline

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Rafayel's Timeline Redux Repost (All in one post)

Proposed Timeline for MC

Trying to Make Sense of Rafayel's Timeline (old)

Love and Deepspace: the Story So Far Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4.

Journey Seeker

The Necklace

Doctor Bios

Love and Deepspace Prologue

Love and Deepspace Chapter 8 Epilogue

Repeating Pattern

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Failing a Deepspace Trial with Rafayel

Cute Emojis and Max Pokes with Rafayel

Rafayel Affinity Level: 69, 70, 71

Happy Birthday Rafayel!

Rafayel Humming Cropped

Rafayel's Lvl 70 Secret Time "Treasure"

Rafayel Text Combat Rating

Rafayel's Teary Emoji

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Motifs in Love and Deepspace

Myth Ending Thoughts

Half-baked Theories

Eternal Sleep

Rafayel Tho

Rafayel's Expressions

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Rafayel Event Ending

What Happened to Lemuria and Rafayel

Why Did Rafayel Do That?

Primary Conflict

Wavyleaf Sea Lavender (probably really Forget-Me-Nots)

Wild Theories About Rafayel

Jealousy

(Over) Analyzing the Love and Deepspace Theme Song

Rafayel Wants to be Wanted

Theories About Xavier and Caleb

Rafayel REALLY Wants to Marry You

Rafayel's Birthday Card Thoughts

Behind the Ice

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Who Met MC First

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Tipsy Confession

Wholehearted

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How Rafayel Sings

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Virgin or Not?

Rafayel's Tears

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UM WHAT

So are we going to talk about this?

How old is Rafayel?

My Boys

Boast Post

Songspiration

Follow Up to Ebb and Flow

For the girl constantly trying to get herself killed meme

Rafayel Spotify Playlist

Rafayel Threw the Game

My Current 5* Levels

Rafayel I will not hurt you RP

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