#⌕ — spotted .ᐟ

[tetzoro]

zoro nipple sensitivity from 1-10 (10 being the highest)? 🎤

TEN.

^ that’s not dramatic enough for me but we’ll make do. i think he has very sensitive nipples but you wouldn’t think it bc of the way his tits are always out. they have some resilience ofc otherwise the wind would brush upon them mid fight and who knows what would happen. (so truthfully, maybe a 9)

but when you’re alone and tucked away in the crows nest, he gives into the sensation and lets himself be vulnerable and sensitive and yeah he can come untouched 🙂‍↕️🤝

[sematarygirls]

my ovaries just IMPLODED ?????

[lxnarphase]

also??? I got a weird comment on my post about not wanting to see my posts or account and u can block me if u want!! I don’t mind, u gotta do what u gotta do to keep ur dash catered to u but pls don’t ask me to tag my posts that don’t require a trigger warning tag a certain way 😭😭

[ohimsummer]

i know that satoru is more of a dog person, and sugu a cat person (real, canon bc i said so)

but i can't stop thinking about it being the other way around. satoru bring a cat person bc they remind him a lot of suguru, calm and mischievous; and suguru seeing satoru in dogs sm, all excited and hyper :((((

hfjjkad the thought of their pets also not liking the other is very amusing to meeee 😭 suguru and meowguru side eyeing eachother because whenever suguru tries to even sit close to satoru, this evil little black cat hisses and claws at him until he scoots over to the other end of the couch JVFDNDK

also satoru and dogoru would be beefing regardless. satoru is just a golden retriever/husky/samoyed/whatever dog breed in a human body anyway so for suguru it's just like having two of the same being cuddling up under his arm and with their head in his lap. satoru and dogoru competin with eachother on who is goin to out-puppy-dog eye suguru into giving them more attention NJFNKS

[madame-fear]

Hey, I was just wondering, and you ABSOLUTELY don't need to reply, but you inspired me to write again, so I wanted to know what you thought...

I just got this idea sparked while listening to the one that got away by Katy Perry and bride or groom by India Parkman, for this Enzo x reader were best friends since like always, she fell for him, but never told him, cause she didn't wanna ruin things, they eventually stop hanging out as much cause life, and when he gets married to someone else, he asks reader to be his best woman, and it's just her regretting letting him go.... don't know if end it on a good note, with him not being able to say yes, cause of her...or leave it just in her regrets....

MY LOVELY LUCIA! I am terribly sorry I got to this slightly late! 🥺🙏💗

Anyways, for anyone who’s interested in reading this fic, here’s the link to it! Let me tell you,, I literally ADORED the idea— it’s super unique & beautifully angsty !! You worded everything so well, that I genuinely felt in reader’s place, I had a lump on my throat 😭🙏

PLEASEEEE I BEG OF YOU ON HANDS AND KNEES keep writing! Write more content, feed us with those beautiful writing crumbs of yours! The angst was so good, and the narration all flew so smoothly. HOW CAN YOU BE SO TALENTED????!! 🥺🥰❤❤❤

[luvuomi]

boy do i love it when my cramps make me practically immobilized for an hour straight 😀

[cinnamanz]

Heyy!! How are you doing?? Hope you're doing well!! I have a question, Fav artist and a song?

THATS SUCH A HARD QUESTION WHY WLD U SAY THAT😭😭😭😭 currently, it's tied w billie eilish n the marias, and a song (like any song???) wld be hurt feelings by mac miller🙏🙏🙏

[kezoire]

@guttersniper // it’s easy, there’s a trick to it, you do it or you die.

jesus. nose wrinkled as he looked down at the kid, unsure if he should give him his cup of frozen yogurt or not. “ you got this down faster than i ever did. still think i could not do and not die. ” it was more stubbornness than anything. it was what he thought when the organization recruited him, when they held information from him and hung over it his head in the name of some greater duty. follow the orders and keep his mouth shut, play the role of a perfect soldier. or puppet. survival looked different on everyone. for kezo, it was sleeping with a dagger under his pillow, traps set up from the entrance of his place to his bedroom ; it was avoiding the usual layout of the organization's eyes and ears, living as a shadow as much as he could. “ where're you staying at right now ? i got a spare room. ”

[shoyostar]

voted for akaashi mostly because he’s probably my highest kin and i like doing stuff for people that makes them happy and i just know keiji would too

keiji’s love language is definitely acts of service i feel!! the way he supports fukurodani and especially bokuto i think shows it a lot :3

i too have acts of service as my love language so i understand!! i love giving lil gifts and treats to friends like candy and trinkets <33

[sematarygirls]

lowkey wish i was alex???? like, me in a headlock next pls 😩😩😩

⟢ YOU'RE MINE, NOT HIS

presenting kinktober day 3 ➔︎ stalker!rafe

warnings: DUBCON !! mentions of stalking, harm to minor character, use of restraints + blindfold, praising, oral (f. receiving), fingering, piv, unprotected sex, creampie, & mention of rafe taking pictures word count: 2.1k

kinktober m.list ⟡ rafe m.list

rafe stood in the fifth-level hallway of your apartment complex, digging into his pocket to find the duplicate of your apartment key he had. luckily for him, you were the clumsiest little thing he’d ever seen, having dropped your key one day, which gave him the perfect opportunity to make a copy and slip it back under the doormat in front of your apartment before you realized it was missing. 

he looked to ensure your pesky neighbors weren’t around before inserting the key into the lock and twisting it until he heard a soft ‘click.’ 

the wood floors creaked ever so slightly as his feet carried him throughout your apartment to your bedroom. the smell of your perfume wafted in the air the second he stepped into your bedroom, overtaking his senses and increasing his need for you tenfold. the tips of his fingers traced over the several pictures of you with family and friends that were delicately placed on top of your dresser. 

he hummed to himself, moving around, taking in every little detail of your room as he looked through your things. it was exactly how he had imagined it to be. 

rafe opened your closet, his attention captured by the baby pink dress you had worn the first time he saw you. he remembered how delicate and angelic you looked, like a sweet little lamb. of course, you didn’t know then that the same dress would be the start of his obsession, but he couldn’t help himself, not when you were the definition of perfect. 

he rummaged through your closet, seeking a souvenir to satisfy him. he squatted down and reached his hand into the laundry basket when a tiny lace thong caught his eye. He dipped his head down, taking note of your scent as he sniffed the dainty material. 

rafe quickly stuffed the thong into the pocket of his khakis, and his curiosity peaked at a box pushed far back into the corner of your closet, almost as if you were hiding it. 

“what are you trying to hide, angel?” he muttered to himself, reaching for the box. he removed the lid, licking his lips at the sight of a vibrator, but nothing prepared him for the pile of notes under the toy. rafe took the notes into his hand, flipping through each one, recognizing them as the notes he often left for you, “who knew you were such a naughty little thing? gettin’ off to my letters”. 

rafe’s ears perked when he heard the front door open, the sound of you, and what seemed to be a man’s voice. he quickly closed the box, putting it back where he initially found it before slipping into your closet and shutting it just as you walked in with a man following behind you. 

he looked through the shutters of your closet door, ‘what the hell is he doing here?’ rafe thought, recognizing the mystery man as alex, whom you had gone on a date with a few nights ago. he knew he couldn’t risk getting caught, being forced to stay hidden and watch the scene unfold before him as alex reached into your nightstand drawer, pulling out a fuzzy pair of pink handcuffs with a matching pink blindfold. 

his breath hitched, hearing the handcuffs closing around your wrists, his cock hardening as your soft pants filled the room as alex left open-mouthed kisses along the column of your neck while his fingers pumped in and out of your sopping cunt–god, you sounded so wet, that should be me making you make those sweet sounds. 

his teeth gritted together, his resolve crumbling when alex started to unbuckle his belt. he could no longer watch, quietly stepping out from your closet, closing in on the man standing before him. rafe wrapped his bicep around alex’s throat, putting him in a headlock. alex struggled to fight back the tighter rafe squeezed his throat until his body finally went limp; you were his to touch and please, not alex’s. 

rafe wrapped alex’s belt around his wrists to bind them together before using an article of your clothing to tie around his mouth, gagging him in case he stirred awake. he dragged him to your closet, shoving him into the congested area and shutting the door. 

you, on the other hand, lay on your bed with your wrists cuffed together, looking like a pretty present waiting for him to unwrap. 

as you open your mouth to call out for alex, a small gasp erupts from your throat when you feel his fingers thread through your hair, yanking your head back. you feel soft, plump lips against yours, and you can’t help but think about how different they feel. you ultimately decide to push the thought into your head, eagerly kissing back. 

rafe trailed kisses from your lips to your jaw, burying his face into the crook of your neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive flesh as he worked his way down your body. his large palms grasped your thighs, pushing them apart to settle between them, his broad shoulders keeping you spread open. 

he dipped his head down, leaving featherlight kisses on your inner thighs, teeth digging into your skin. his hands planted flat on your upper thighs, holding them down. a shiver ran up your spine, his warm breath ghosting over your core. rafe groans at the sight of your soaked cunt, “been dying to taste you ever since i first saw you”. 

you let out a shaky gasp when his tongue ran through your folds. he licked from the bottom to your clit, flicking his tongue against your clit, pulling the prettiest sounds from you. rafe laid his tongue flat, repeatedly licking up and down your sopping cunt. his thick digits prodded against your entrance, plunging them into you as his mouth found your clit once again, sucking it into his mouth. 

“taste sweeter than I imagined,” he groans, curling his middle and ring fingers, gently stroking that spongy spot inside you. you squirm under him, your hips bucking forward when he quickens the pace of his fingers in time with his mouth, sucking harder on your sensitive bud. 

your brain tried to process his voice and decipher why his choice of words seemed familiar until it dawned on you. you knew those words by heart—having read them from one of the many letters you received that were signed off with a little ‘R.C.’. when you first received the letters, it didn’t take long to put the pieces together and figure out who was behind them. it was none other than rafe cameron, whom you shared a class with last semester. 

you should’ve been terrified that the man between your legs was the man who’d been stalking you for months, but you’ve been fantasizing about what it would be like, and maybe, just maybe, you were a little sick in the head for getting off to his letters. 

“p-please” you stammered, your back arching off the bed, wanting more as you tried to roll your hips against his fingers and mouth. “hm?” rafe hummed against your clit, gently biting down, his tongue flicking over it to soothe the minuscule stinging he caused. 

“please what? can’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me.”

“please…need your cock” you whimpered, “please, rafe”. 

rafe felt a sense of pride when his name left your mouth; many nights, he wondered what his name sounded like coming from you, and now he’s gotten to hear it. “smart girl, you knew it was me watching and leaving you all those letters and presents, huh?” he murmured against your soft skin, kissing up your body. 

his lips brush against the shell of your ear, “never knew you were such a dirty girl, you like this, don’t you? like the idea of me taking what i want while you remain helpless?”. you let out a small squeak when you were flipped over onto your stomach, his hands pulling your hips up and keeping your face squished against the mattress, “don’t worry, angel, ‘m gonna give you what you want”. 

he fumbles with the buttons and zipper of his khakis, swiftly pulling them down along with his boxers, his cock springing free and slapping against his stomach. his hands grasp your ankles, yanking your body closer to the edge of your bed, and his knees nudge your thighs, coaxing them to spread.

“spread your legs, baby. let me see what’s mine”. 

he gripped the base of his cock, stroking it a few times and sliding it between your slick folds, coating the head of his cock with your arousal. his fat tip nudges your wanting hole before pushing into your wet cunt, groaning as your walls stretch around him.

“so fuckin’ wet and tight,” he rasps, pushing on the small of your back to keep you down, slowly pulling out before slamming himself back in. he begins to pound his hips into yours, his hands gripping at your waist, the fatty flesh of your ass jiggling with each thrust, “pussy feels like fuckin’ heaven”. 

“tell me, sweet girl, all those nights you’d touch this pretty pussy, did you think about me? thinking about what it would be like to be fucked by the man who’s obsessed with you?” rafe grunted.

you tug at the restraints, trying to hold onto something, but it’s no use as your wrists are bound behind your back. rafe’s head lolls back as your body starts to rock back and forth, fucking yourself on his cock, your hips meeting his, “look at you…fucking yourself on my cock. god, you’re so desperate, huh?”. 

rafe leans back, sliding one hand to your wrists and grasping the chain between the cuffs. he uses it for leverage, pulling you back as he starts to thrust into you at a relentless pace. his eyes drift to watch his cock sliding in and out of your puffy cunt, “shit—poor thing must’ve been needing some fuckin’ dick, huh? she’s suckin’ me in, swallowing me whole”.

you thrash against the cuffs, moans falling from your lips, trying to pull your wrists away from his hold, and he leans forward, pressing his weight onto your back. his hips snap into yours harshly, craning his neck to bury into the crook of yours, “quit trying to pull away; this is what you were begging me for, remember, sweet girl?”. 

“y-yes” you cry out, your jaw slacks, burrowing your face and drooling into the sheets. you let out a sharp gasp as he intertwined his fingers through your hair, wrapping it around his wrist and tugging, keeping your head upright, “don’t hide that pretty face from me”.

your body aches, wrists going numb from being bound behind your back for so long, but nothing compared to the amount of pleasure you were feeling. the mixture of his thumb rubbing tight circles against your puffy clit, and the persistent abuse on your cervix caused by the head of his cock, hitting it each time he slammed into your drooling hole over and over again, was overwhelming your senses. 

“f-fuck–” you hiccup, your eyes rolling back under the blindfold. rafe shoves your face back into the sheets, keeping his hand on the back of your neck, his skin slapping against yours as he pistons his hips faster. your pussy pulses around him, tightly gripping his cock. 

“shit…squeezing me so tight. c’mon, pretty girl, milk my cock for all it’s worth and cum f’me,” rafe coos. your body trembles, pulling a moan from his lips as your walls convulse around him. you feel the all too familiar tightening in your lower abdomen, your tears staining the pink satin blindfold. your voice becomes hoarse from crying out his name as you’re sent over the edge, creaming all over his thick cock.

he grips your jaw, turning your head to the side to capture your lips with his, swallowing your cry of pleasure. his tongue pushes into your mouth, and he continues to roll his hips into yours, chasing after his release.“gonna let me cum inside this pretty pussy? show me that it’s all mine?” he whispers against your lips. 

you whine in response, clenching around him again, “yeah? is that what you want? want me to stuff you full with my load?” his hips stutter, his cock twitching inside your warm, wet pussy as he comes deep inside you, painting your walls white with his thick cum.

rafe pushes into you one more time, his hips flush against your ass as he shoves his cum deeper inside you before pulling out. his hands pull your ass cheeks apart, watching your cunt clench around nothing as his cum drips out of you.

he grabs his phone, using one hand to keep you spread open while he takes pictures of his cum leaking out of your poor abused cunt, “this is just a reminder that you’re mine”.

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[harmedpup]

Ill always help whenever im needed :3

mwahmwah!!!

@ tags

i shhould have one.. hrm

-👁❤️ ?

for no reason at all..

(cuz i love watching and stalkign your blog + transstalker..)

You're amazing <3!!

OOO I luv that

[tetzoro]

i just noticed the little zoro on your pinned, he is so precious. he has his own fairy to protect him 😔💝

sniffles please i’m so glad you noticed teehee 🥺💘 i will be the shield to his sword and protect him from the horrors !! somehow !! :3

^ tbh this is us when im in fairy mode

[cindol]

i’ve been scrubbing this pot for mad long, my stomach dead ass hurts

[99naive]

who's brain can i pick for graphic ideas so i can finish my carrd for the bbygirl

[ohimsummer]

Okay we talked about seal Satoru with clapping hands but how about merman sayoru bringing you dead fishes like how cats do with mouses😭😭😭😭 he would be so proud of himself thinking that he is doing awesome (maybe it’s bc it’s a merfolk courtship custom idk) and since I opened courting custom thing how about him trying to find the best seashell for you to propose or something just like how penguins do😭😭😭 omg I can’t talk about this day and night so that’s why I’m shutting up rn love your fics😘😘

WAHHH HE IS SAUR CUTEE!!!! He’s a little confused but he’s got the spirit 😭 he brings you this massive, color, and very dead fish for you to eat and he’s like “????” when you refuse (you’re trying not to judge but admittedly it is a little weird and the fish just might be poisonous anyway)

so then he starts to bring you ALIVE fish which still doesn’t work bc it’ll be like. Idk a disgruntled and venomous eel that he wrangled out of its cave because I imagine the fish can be either really big or really colorful and those are merfolk’s little courting gifts <<333

the seashell thing is also VERYYYYYY ADORABLEEEEEE it reminds me of THIS fish (Japanese pufferfish?) where they make these little sand art designs for/to attract (?) a mate :333

[silly-zai]

im hot

I'd die