#800 Follower Milestone

[rizzanon]

also wait OMFG. 1K FOLLOWERS?? WOW. WHERE DID YALL COME FROM OMG 😨😨 I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!! GLAD YOU LOVE THE UNDOING FATE SERIES 🥹🫶🫶 should i do a 1k special event? idk how to celebrate this 😬😓

[xdaddysprincessxx]

Congrats on 800, Prinny!

my thot:

Joel is a truck driver and reader is a hitch hiker he picked up several states before. They get along well enough (no sex...yet) THEN! one day, another hitch hiker approaches Joel looking for a ride - Ezra. He wants to know if you're available for some fun, and Joel has to decide if it's just him who gets you or if he's got room in his bunk for a threesome...

I leave the rest in your ever capable and good hands, baby!

Beefro👌🥩💜

Ride

Joel x F!reader x Ezra

18+, this is grump x sunshine x2, we got ass eating, ass spanking, 1 face slap, double penetration, and more. Very barely edited, not beta’d all mistakes are mine, read at your own risk. Also again 18+ , minors fuck off thank you

Word count: 3,200 - “Drabble” lmaoooo yea it got away from me.

REO Speedwagon flowed through the truck speakers as you reach your hand out the open window, letting the wind move your hand up and down. You’ve kicked your bare feet up on the dash as you hum along quietly. Your companion, Joel, lets out a grunt as he gives you a side eyed glance. It’s been a couple of months since he picked you up on the side of the highway. Unhappy with how life was, you decided to say fuck this, packed a small bag and headed out for whatever adventure came your way. Unfortunately you didn’t plan on your car dying on you half way across the country. Which is how you found yourself stranded at a gas station in Nevada. There was a hotel next to it that you were able to get a room at. One morning you packed up and started walking down the highway. You didn’t go too far in case no one picked you up, you could still walk back to the hotel.

Wearing your shortest daisy duke shorts with an old white tshirt tied up in the front, you were determined to hitch a ride. Lo and behold here comes a semi truck just driving along. Quickly you stopped and stuck your thumb out to signal you needed a ride. At first the truck kept going but soon the driver pulled over. Smiling real big you started to run towards the truck.

Climbing up the side, you stuck your head in the window,

“Well hello there handsome. You got room for little ole me to join?”

The driver had a permanent scowl on his face it seemed. Very easy on the eyes, a soft belly that hung over his pants as he sat.

“Hop in darlin.” He said in a deep, gruff voice.

Something about the handsome, thick driver got you going. You could already feel yourself getting wet just from this small interaction.You couldn’t help but think of how much trouble you just found yourself in.

Present Day

It’s been a few weeks since Joel picked you up. A part of you is surprised he hasn’t dropped you off and left yet. Another part of you hopes he never does. For the most part Joel doesn’t talk a lot. He hasn’t really opened up about himself to you. But you are a talker, you love to chat and boy do you.

Leaned back with your bare feet on the dash with your hand outside the window, moving with the wind.

“I heard it from a friend whooo heard it from a friend who heard it from another you been messing around” you softly sang out loud. Turning your head to face Joel, giving him a big smile.

Joel returned your smile with a soft smile of his own.

Something about you has captivated him. Your beauty stunned him the first time he saw you. You had a pretty mouth he often daydreamed of but your little talking habit drove him crazy. As time went on though he found he actually enjoys hearing you go on and on about everything and nothing all at once. And now that’s he’s spent all this time with you, he’s not so willing to let you go. Ever. Whether you agreed or not, in Joel’s mind, you were his.

“Hey! Look! A hitchhiker! Can we help him Joel? Please? Like how you helped me?” You batted your eyelashes and gave him your best puppy dog eyes.

Joel saw a man walking down the highway, sticking his thumb out.

Looking at you, he rolled his eyes and let out a deep sigh. Without saying anything Joel pulled the truck over and the two of you waited on the man to catch up to the truck.

Ezra was a traveler, always on the move. The past few weeks he’s been spending his time in this little town keeping this pretty lady’s bed warm. That was until her husband came home and chased him away. Now he finds himself walking down this almost deserted highway. He has given up hope of finding a ride when he heard a truck rumbling behind him. As soon as he heard the engine he stuck his thumb out hoping the driver would be a Good Samaritan. The truck drove on by making Ezra let out a huff as he kicked the gravel up with his boot. As he looked back up he saw the truck pull over.

‘Holy shit it’s my lucky day after all’, he thought to himself as he started into a light jog to get to the truck as soon as he could.

Stepping up on the side steps, he gets up to the window and sees the prettiest little thing sitting passenger and . . A handsome old grump behind the wheel.

“ Hey there, any way I can catch a ride with you fine folks today? Destination doesn’t matter, just somewhere far from here.”

“Yea! We can take you with us! Hop in!” You reply in a higher pitched tone, sounding extra excited than one should sound when picking up a hitchhiker. You couldn’t help it though. The man was gorgeous. He had this little blonde patch of hair, beautiful, dark brown eyes and the most sweet sounding voice you’ve ever heard. As much as you’ve wanted Joel, he’s never given you any hint that he wants you in that way. And you’ve been dying to itch a particular scratch that you feel this hitchhiker could really scratch for you.

Giving you a big smile, Ezra pulls the door handle, opening the door as you get up and move to sit on the bunk between the two seats.

“Names Ezra. Nice to meet ya,” he puts his hand out towards Joel to shake.

“Joel.”

He says in a flat tone as he shakes his hand.

Ezra quickly gets the feeling that Joel isn’t much of a people person. He can see why Joel has such a pretty little companion as yourself, Joel’s handsome. Gruff and firm, no nonsense kind of guy. He wonders if he’s the type to be dominant in bed. Manhandle his partner and just throw them around, mold them into any position he wants. His own cock twitch’s at the thought.

“And who might you be young lady?”

You tell him your name as you let out a soft giggle, smiling and give him a little flutter of your lashes.

“What brings you out here Ezra?” You ask in your best flirty voice.

“Bit of a traveler. A nomad if you will. Don’t like to stay in one place too long. Wanna see the world ya know?”

“That’s so . . Romantic. Always on the move, seeing what the world has to offer. I bet you’ve met some wonderful people. Seen a lot beautiful women huh?”

Ezra can’t help but give you a smirk, loving how forward you are.

“Haven’t met anyone as beautiful as you honey.”

Joel loudly clears his throat making the both of you startle slightly and look at him.

“What about you handsome? With a pretty little thing by your side I’m sure you never look twice at anyone else huh?”

Joel’s jaw ticks as he gives Ezra this mean stare.

“This “pretty little thing” over here is mine,” he says bluntly before looking back at you, “and I don’t appreciate you throwing yourself at the first man you see like a filthy fucking whore.”

Your mouth drops open, you’re stunned.

“Hey now no need to call her names. I get it, she’s off limits. No need to get mean buddy. I didn’t know.”

You turn your head giving Ezra a confused look before turning back to Joel.

“Excuse me but I am not yours. I am a free woman and on top of that you have never claimed me before now. I can do what I want with who I want thank you very much.”

Joel is pissed now, he pushes the arm rest back before swinging one of his legs to the side, opening his legs wide and then grabbing your upper arm and pulling you towards him. You stumble as you fall over his lap, his arm wrapping over your back holding you in place. His large hand covers the globes of your ass as he rubs it from the top down to the curve of your ass.

“You’re.” Smack. “Mine.” Smack.

He just spanked you. He actually spanked you. If you weren’t in shock over him claiming you, you definitely were now.

He gives you another smack and a whimper came tumbling out of your mouth. You didn’t even have a chance to try and conceal it. Joel stopped moving, hearing you whimper from his actions. He knew you’d be into some freaky shit. He looks over and sees Ezra sitting there, almost mesmerized by the display in front of him.

“Take your cock out.” Joel orders Ezra.

Stunned and very much turned on, he does what he says and takes his cock out of his pants. Spitting into his hand he brings it back down and slowly starts stroking himself.

Joel looks back down at you in his lap, the bottom of your ass spilling out of the little shorts you have on. He reaches down taking his fore and middle finger and rubs a long stripe up your pussy through your shorts.

“I guess I haven’t been taking care o’ ya. My girls pussy needs to be fucked don’t it? Poor thing. I’m sorry baby let’s fix that.”

His hand pulls back before he gives your clothed pussy a slap.

A wanton moan fills the cab of the truck.

He helps you up, sitting you on his lap. You see Ezra watching, touching himself. You can feel yourself begin to soak your shorts. You face Joel and lean in, your lips softly landing on his. You start to pull away when Joel kisses you back, grabbing the side of your face as he deepens the kiss. You allow his tongue to enter, licking around, tasting each other. All too soon Joel pulls back. He hand goes to your face, squishing your cheeks together between his thumb and fore finger. He rotates you to look at Ezra.

“Our guest looks like he needs some help baby. Be a good host, open up that pretty mouth.”

As soon as he releases your face, you get on your knees, in between the two seats, looking up at Ezra as you reach out and take him in your hand. You grip around the base, giving him a couple of tugs before leaning in and kissing the tip. You give it another kiss before you open your mouth, your tongue darting out to taste the precum leaking out. You slowly start to take him into your mouth. Lips wrapped around his cock as you take as much of him as you can. His cock is about 6 inches, rather average but very girthy. You keep reminding yourself in your head to breath and relax. The more you relax the more you can swallow his cock. You start bobbing your head up and down as he watches you, letting out soft moans that spur you on.

Soon you feel Joel pull your hips up and work quickly on taking your shorts off. You pull off of Ezra’s cock with a wet pop as you go to pull your shirt off, revealing your tits to the men.

“Fffuckk.” Ezra mutters before leaning forward and taking a nipple into his mouth. You moan as you tangle your fingers into his hair, holding the back of his head to your breast as he sucks. You hear Joel behind you unbuttoning his pants and lewdly spitting on his hand.

“Lean back down baby let me see those sweet holes.”

Ezra releases your tit so you can bend over for Joel. You bend over, keeping your ass in the air as you take Ezra’s cock back into your mouth. Giving it a few sucks and finding a decent rhythm, your hand lets go so you can reach back and spread your ass cheeks open for Joel.

“That’s it baby just like that.” Joel grunts. He spits on his forefinger and middle finger and swirling it around your puckered hole. He slowly pushes one finger in your ass making you choke on Ezra’s cock.

His finger stills inside, wiggling his finger around a few times before pulling back out. His other hand comes up and starts rubbing your wet pussy. Quickly finding your clit and giving it a few rubs before pushing his finger back into your ass. Joel finds a rhythm fast, rubbing your pussy as he fingers your ass. The sensation alone has you on edge, you begin to move faster on Ezra’s cock.

Joel starts to add a second finger in your ass causing you to let out a little welp.

“J-Joel! That’s too much! I can’t take it!”

“Shh baby you’re taking it. Taking it just fine. Let me kiss it better.”

Removing his fingers, Joel leans forward, holding your cheeks apart, licking a wide stripe up your ass. Your hands now on Ezra’s legs to keep yourself up right. You and Ezra lock eyes as you moan, feeling Joel swirl his tongue around your asshole, licking into it, making your pussy spasm around nothing.

Ezra cups your face, “That feel good sugar? You like feeling his tongue in such a forbidden hole? I bet your poor sweet pussy must be leaking by now.”

You can’t help but let out a sob. You need more, your neglected clit needs friction.

“Shh I know baby I know, let him French kiss that sweet hole. Let him make your sweet honey drip so we may feast.”

Joel pulls back, spit dripping down his chin,

“Get on the bed Ezra.”

He puts his arm under you, pulling you up. You fall back onto Joel, your legs shaking unable to hold you up.

Ezra makes quick work of taking his boots and pants off, pulling his shirt off as he slides by you to get on the bunk.

Once he’s settled on the bed laying on his back, Joel helps you get on the bunk next.

“Lay on top of him baby. You, hold her open for me.” He orders the two of you.

Ezra pulls you on top of him, your back against his chest. His hands holding the backs of your thighs, right behind your knee as your legs are bend. Holding you wide open. You can feel his cock in between your open cheeks.

Joel undresses and climbs on the bunk facing you.

“Goddamn. Never seen something more sinful or fucking beautiful than this.” He reaches down and grabs ahold of Ezra’s cock and starts pushing the tip towards your puckered hole.

“Joel! Nno! I- I can’t it won’t fit! Please!” You try to move but Ezra’s got a tight grip on you.

“Shh baby it’ll fit, I got you nice and ready back here. He’ll go slow baby.”

He watches your hole as the tip goes in, he takes his other hand and brings it to your pussy and starts rubbing circles on your clit.

You throw your head back and let out a moan, finally getting some friction on your cunt feels so good, you feel your whole body relax, momentarily forgetting about your asshole.

“That’s it baby let it happen,” he whispers before leaning forward and pulling your clit between his lips and sucking. His hand that guided the other man’s cock in you made its way down to his balls, giving them a soft squeeze. Hearing him moan with you is making Joel’s cock leak. Ezra’s cock is almost all of the way in your ass now and it feels so good. You feel stuffed just from him.

Joel sits back up and just admires the two of you.

Taking himself in his hand he moves closer and swipes his cock through your folds a few times before slowly pushing into your pussy.

Your mouth is hanging wide open, your chest heaving as you watch Joel push you past any limits you could’ve had. Having both men now inside of you is an indescribable feeling. It’s a fullness like no other.

“ Oh fuck you both feel utterly divine. This must be heaven.” Ezra says breathlessly as he lays there inside of you, able to feel the weight of Joel’s cock inside your pussy.

“Move Ezra, go on. Let’s make her feel good.”

“Yes sir.”

He gives an experimental thrust, bouncing you slightly making Joel sink deeper into you.

He starts to build up a tempo, thrusting up into you while Joel stays still above you.

Soon Joel moves, finding a rhythm with Ezra. As one moves out the other moves in.

You can’t help but close your eyes as you lean back in ecstasy.

Joel’s quick to grab your throat, squeezing just right to make your eyes fly open.

“Keep your eyes on me baby, you will watch when I’m fucking you. Do you understand?”

Joel slaps you, not hard but enough to leave a slight sting. Your face turns slightly, the hand around your throat not giving you much movement. A wanton moan spilling from your lips.

“Yes Joel I’m s-sorry baby I won’t take my eyes off you again nngh ohh oh fuck oh fuck you feel so good. So full.”

Joel starts pounding harder into you, still squeezing your throat. Ezra’s holding onto your legs for dear life, the friction of Joel’s dick rubbing against him has him ready to burst.

“F-fuck nngh take our cum baby take every fucking drop you hear me?” Joel groans, you can tell both men are close.

“Mhmm cum inside me baby cum inside my little whore cunt. Mark my ass Ezra, I wanna feel you leak out of my holes oooh oh fuck oh fuck please cum baby!”

You reach down and start rubbing furiously at your clit, sending right over the edge. You let out a scream as you start coming, vision going blurry as tears escape your eyes. Your orgasm hitting you like a truck.

Both men soon follow right behind you, spilling their seed deep inside both of your holes.

All three of you still, breathing heavy as Joel pulls out. Ezra’s soft cock slips out right after him as he lets go of your legs.

“Hold on baby don’t move.” Joel tells you before reaching down in between the bunk and the drivers seat, pulling out an old school Polaroid camera.

Aiming the camera at you and Ezra he snapped a shot and a Polaroid came spitting out. He grabbed the photo and sat it by his leg. Then he leaned forward and snapped another pic, this one a close up of your cunt and asshole leaking cum. Taking both photos and placing them on his seat before laying down next to Ezra as he pulls you into the middle.

No one really said a word. It was just the three of you, laying together, soft smiles shared, basking in the soft embrace of each other before falling asleep.

A/n: omg lmao so this was meant to be a drabble, this is one hell of a drabble 😂🤷🏻‍♀️ thank you so so much for such a beautiful thot my sweet beef baby @beefrobeefcal !! I hope you love this! I hope yall enjoy this! I really loved writing this and thank you again for following me, reading, interacting, all of it! You guys are the best!

[swampstew]

1-800-GRANDLINEBLING ♥ Call Me On My Shell Phone

To celebrate 1K+ followers, I opened up phone lines to the crews! Part 1 of 3 ~ X reader (and one OC) with Kid, Killer Law, Zoro, and Sanji for myself, @quinloki @icy-spicy @yamat0 @mandiemegatron and @leftsidebonfire Part 2 | Part 3

You are now being connected to...

Purururu purururu puru—

Kid: Hey babe, I know it’s been a while since we talked. Even longer since I’ve seen ya…and I miss ya…so damn much. I’ll be back from my trip soon and when I do, I’mma make it be like I never even left. Don’t make any plans for the next few weeks - yeah weeks, you’re gonna be stuck with me for a minute! HAAH? Sorry the line is busy, but I’ll see you real soon. I love you.

Waking up to start your morning routine, you were interrupted when you heard a commotion in your backyard. Hurriedly, you investigated and found that some kind of animal had gotten into your she-shed and left a mess. After you cleaned it up, you went back to your bedroom and was stunned to find your bed made up and decorated with flowers and treats.

"KID!" you squealed as the giant scooped you up from behind, burying his nose in your neck, softly kissing your skin until he reached your lips. Ravenous as he sweetly but impatiently kissed you, leaving traces of his favorite red shade smeared all over you.

"Hey," he finally whispered, kissing your cheek, "Get dressed, I'm taking you out. I have a whole day planned for us."

Killer: Hey gorgeous, it's good to hear your voice. Man I really miss you, actually we'll be docking very soon. Is it alright if I take up your day and night? Heh, you're so sweet. I'll be sticking around for a bit before the next trip, and I'd like to spend that time with you. Yeah? Awesome. I'll be there soon. I'm cooking you the best pasta you'll ever have!"

Killer did not specify which day he was visiting, which made you all the happier when someone knocked on your front door and it turned out to be your new beau. You giggled as he scooped you into a bear hug, your legs lifted off the ground by his strength and height difference.

"Mmmm there she is," he sighed behind his face mask, nuzzling your face to push the fabric away. "Gods I missed the way you feel in my hands," he kissed your cheek softly.

"Kiiilllller not outside," you whine.

"As you wish," he huffed, rushing inside and kicking your door close as you left out a delighted shriek. "We won't be cooped up in here all the time though, I think I owe my girl some spoiling and pampering."

Law: Hey. It's been a while hasn't it? How are you? Thanks, I'm doing ok, I'll be better when we dock on land. The crew is going to do their own thing but I'm hoping I can stay with you and make up for lost time. Yeah? I like the sound of tha--wait, dancing? You know I can--tch--Shachi needs the phone. We'll talk when I see you. No, you're not convincing me to go dancing.

Bitch he thought.

Law landed on your island and it took all of 2 hours before you dragged him to the comic book store. A simple route to throw him off his game - so when your day trip transitioned to lunch date, to at-home-nap, to dinner with friends, to the rave party down the block, he couldn't help himself but follow you into the booming building. All it took was some peer pressure, shots, a lot of tequila, and some glow in the dark bracelets. He's down so bad for you.

Zoro: Hello? Is this thing even on? Oh you can hear me! Good. We'll be on dry land soon enough, and if you want to hang out or whatever, I'm ok with doing that. TCH No, I don't need you to pick me up, I can find your place on my own. Yes I'm sure! I--hm I have to go, the stupid cook needs the snail. I uhm, look forward to seeing you.

You were pleasantly surprised to find Zoro on your doorstep, on time exactly like he said he would be. You didn't miss the way Franky zoomed away on his motorcycle, all sly-like.

"Told you I knew my way around," the swordsman scratched the back of his head, a pink hue grew on his cheeks as his eyes looked everywhere but you.

"Sure, sure whatever you say Marimo," you grin cheekily, and that made him more flustered.

"TCH, annoying ass. Look we don't have to hangout--"

"Shut up, annoying man!" you bite back, the curve of your lips growing wider as you antagonize your crush.

With a huff, Zoro finally looks you in the eye, the blush on his face deepening, "With an attitude like that, I know exactly what we're going to do first. Hope you still have your sparring gloves."

Sanji: MON CHERIEEEEE!!! I've missed you every day like a plant misses the sun on a rainy day. We'll be making port in a day and I can't wait to show up on your doorstep with my heart - no, not literally, I know that freaked you out the last time. Do you need me to pick up anything? You always say 'no its ok,' but I swear you're never inconveniencing me! I swear on the mosshead's life! I'll see you soon my love.

As promised, Sanji appeared on your front porch carrying a picnic basket full of goods and trinkets he brought from his travels. Delighted, you threw your arms over him and he swung you around once before planting a big kiss on your cheek.

"Oh, I've brought a friend if that's ok," Sanji whispered in your ear.

You looked behind him to find a shy little cow trailing behind the French cook.

"Of course," you squealed happily, "Everyone is always welcome here. Let's warm up some milk for this baby to eat."

[grape-souffle]

GUYS THIS IS INSANE WHAT???

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! I HAVEN'T REALLY DONE MILESTONES FOR AGES BUT I JUST THINK THIS IS INCREDIBLE!?

SO HAPPY SO MANY OF YOU HAVE ENJOYED MY ART OVER THIS PAST YEAR

[lilac-hecox]

i'd love to request some jealous anthony! smut or non-smut, just anthony feeling incredibly jealous about ian. happy 800!

Ian/Anthony - Jealous - Ianthony

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Anthony has worked very hard to not be a jealous person. He wanted to give people their dues who earned and deserved it. He wasn’t the type of person who got uppity about his partners having close friends, spending time with people who weren’t him, he felt he didn’t need that kind of negativity in his life or that energy to be created around him. 

He tries very, very hard to not be jealous, but all that careful mediation and letting go of his jealous thoughts seem to leave his head when it comes to Ian. 

Anthony’s always been maybe a tad possessive of his best friend. That part of him has only been made a little worse once they separated and reunited. Now, he and Ian were lowkey flirting like crazy seemingly all the time, a thick and real attraction between them, yet nothing has happened to shift them into the next level of their relationship. 

And because Ian is single and handsome and hilarious. It’s only natural he gets flirted with. 

Ian and Anthony are out on a walk in Ian’s neighborhood and they hit up the small cafe that Anthony knows Ian takes his dates to so he can often walk there and walk home afterwards. It’s Ian’s usual haunt and he has that sort of easy confidence that comes with his natural lack of social anxiety. 

The man behind the counter takes their orders, and it’s when he and Anthony move to the side to wait for them, that the woman working one of the blenders notices him. 

“Ian!” she says brightly, tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear as she smiles, “I haven’t seen you in a bit.” 

“Hi, Carrie, it’s nice to see you,” Ian says, his smile real and not forced. “I’ve been busy with work.” 

“Ah, Mr. Creative. Hope it’s going well.” 

Ian nods, “Yeah, it is. It’s really well. How are your college classes going?” 

“Ever closer to graduating!” she chirps, and smiles at him sweetly. 

How much do they talk to each other that Ian knows that she’s in college? Anthony feels the little tug of jealousy in his belly and he tries to will it away. It’s silly. Ian is here all the time, of course he knows the barista’s and they know him. 

He stares at the side of Ian’s face and silently nudges Ian with his thoughts to notice him or at the very least to freaking introduce him. 

The girl is pretty, and talkative, and she’s in college so she’s likely smart too. She looks around their age give or take a few years, and she laughs at Ian’s quips, smiles a fraction too softly as she hands Ian his drink from behind the counter. 

Her smile is nowhere near as soft, but is still kind when she hands Anthony his own drink. 

“I’ll see you later,” Ian says, sipping his matcha, “Mm, Carrie this is spot on.” 

“I know how you like it,” she says, winking at him. 

Anthony’s belly burns with jealousy. Is Ian that dense he doesn’t notice the blatant flirting? Or maybe he does, but he likes it. He wants her to flirt with him. 

Anthony sips his own soy, vegan, coffee as he and Ian sit together at a little table in the back of the shop. 

“Thanks for introducing me,” Anthony says sarcastically. 

Ian’s eyebrows go upward. 

“Shit, sorry. I know you hate small talk so I was sparing you.” 

Anthony shrugs and sips at his coffee. 

“You two seem close.” 

“Me and Carrie? Not really, we just talk when I come in for coffee.” 

“You knew she was in college,” Anthony points out. 

“She was reading a textbook one day when I ordered.” 

Anthony feels his face go a little pink. 

“She knows where you work?” 

“She knows I'm a ‘creative’ but we’re in Silver Lake, dude. Creatives are a dime a dozen.” 

Anthony is quiet and Ian sips his matcha. 

“She’s pretty,” Anthony points out. 

Ian gives him a look. 

“You think so?” 

“Yeah.” 

His stomach hurts. He needs to be a good friend to Ian. He can’t let his jealousy get in the way of something good for Ian. 

“She seemed like she was flirting with you.” 

Ian snorts into his drink. Anthony frowns. 

“What?” 

“I highly doubt she was flirting with me,” Ian says. 

Anthony’s frown deepens. “Why do you say that? Seems obvious to me.” 

“Maybe because she’s married? She also has, like, a one year old…a girl I think.” 

Anthony stares. He hadn’t seen a ring. Almost as if Ian was anticipating this he continues talking. 

“She takes her ring off while she works so it doesn’t get caught on the coffee grinder. I was here when she was showing the other barista wedding photos.” 

“Oh,” Anthony says, feeling very silly and embarrassed. 

Across the table Ian smiles into his matcha. 

“What?” Anthony asks, willing his face to cool down. 

“Seems like you were a little jealous,” Ian says. 

“I wasn’t. I-” 

“You sure? You got all quiet and your face got all red, like it is now.” 

Anthony drinks his coffee and he can feel his face burning at this point. 

“Well,” he says, fiddling with the receipt stuck to his cup. “I mean, you’re a good looking, dude. Of course a cute barista is gonna flirt with you.” 

“So,” Ian says, his voice even. “Are you jealous of me or her?” 

Anthony lets out an embarrassingly high laugh. Ian waits for an answer. 

“Okay…maybe I’m used to you flirting with, ah, with me lately,” Anthony mumbles. 

Ian’s smile grows wider.

“Don’t smile at me like that!” Anthony mutters, covering his face with his hands. 

“Hey,” Ian says, reaching out and touching Anthony’s wrist, “don’t be embarrassed. I have been flirting with you…and uh…you’ve been flirting back, right?” 

Anthony lowers his hands. Of all the places to have this conversation it’s in public in a coffee shop near Ian’s house. His heart is triple speed in his chest, but they are addressing it, this tension, the one that he knows even the Smosh cast senses based on the relentless shit they get over it and have since he returned. 

“Yeah,” Anthony says. 

Now, it’s Ian’s turn to smile like a dope, to wear a slight blush on his face. 

“So, I know I’m really no good at this whole relationship thing,” Ian says, “but I should let you know I’m having coffee with the person I like right now.” 

Anthony’s heart goes impossibly faster. He can’t help the grin that spreads across his face nor the bashful feeling swelling in his chest. 

“I…uh, same…same here,” Anthony says, licking his lips and looking at Ian. 

“So,” Ian says cooly, and fuck him for even thinking he’s not good at this shit, because Anthony feels like putty in his hands, “Why don’t we take our coffees to go and head back to my house to further discuss this, you know, where people can’t overhear us?” 

Anthony nods, a little breathless. He stands a little too quickly in his eagerness to leave. 

“Yeah, sounds good.” 

Ian laughs as he stands and nods towards the exit, leading Anthony out the door and back towards his place.

[arlerts-angel]

☁️ ��𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 — a milestone event

thank you so much for 800 followers ?? 😭🤍 i cannot believe how much and how quickly my blog as grown! i am so grateful for everyone who has stuck around and for all my new friends 🥰 my dearest mutuals and followers, i hope you have a blast at my slumber party!

this event will be held for 24 hours from today, march 8th @ 5pm CST to tomorrow, march 9th @ 5pm CST! anons are on as always! 🤍

˗ˏˋ ꒰ add some of your fav songs to the playlist ! ꒱ ˎˊ˗

˗ˏˋ➤ 𝐆𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐏 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 🤭

let's gush about our fictional crushes/others together! send in thirsts or headcanons (general or self-ship hc's) and i will expand on them! can be sfw or nsfw! we can talk about interests and hobbies in general, too!

˗ˏˋ➤ 𝐌.𝐀.𝐒.𝐇. 🤍

send me a number 1-10, your fandom of choice (AOT, TR, or JJK), and let me predict your future with your fictional other!

˗ˏˋ➤ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 🍾

choose a fandom (AOT, JJK, or TOKREV) and i'll spin a wheel for a random character and write you a drabble about kissing them during 'spin the bottle' at a party!

˗ˏˋ➤ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒, 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘, 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 💋

for me: send in any three characters from AOT, JJK, or TOKREV and i'll give you my answer! for you: send me your fandom of choice and i'll give you three characters to pick from! anons are on so make sure to identify yourself with an emoji so answers don't get mixed up!

˗ˏˋ➤ 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊, 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘, 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 🔞

an alternative to the above game! must be 18+ to participate in this specific game.

[sugarcandydoll]

˚｡⋆୨୧˚ thank you so much for 800 angel dollies 👛🎀🩰˚୨୧⋆｡˚

[guiltyasdave]

another thing that happened these days 🥰

i can’t say it often enough, i’m so thankful for this community, for all the love and all the friends that i’ve made on here!

if you want, drop anything you can think of in my asks - moodboard requests, fic requests (fair warning, these might take months lol), random questions, games - whatever you want :)

i’m sending everyone the biggest hug you can imagine!

[qqmariztwsse]

I SCREAMED. that's it, that's the post

jkjk 🤭

LOVE EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU MY HUGE HUGE FAM 🫶🏻🫶🏻

THANK YOU ALL SO SO MUCH FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE AND SUPPORTING ME, IT MEANS SO SO MUCH

I think I really improved, looking back at my first moodboard, and I hope to be getting better and better to post high quality moodboards for you guys!!

To celebrate this milestone, I'll be hosting my second event, with the help of my beloved pookie Riri! So stay tuned!!

But, since I want to show how much I love you, guys, I'll also make a moodboard for the first 3 people who send an idol's name in my inbox 🫶🏻🫶🏻 (I know I still have requests to finish, but I'm working on them, promise!!)

[winterrrnight]

OHHHH MY GOD 🥹🥹

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU 💋💋🥹🥹😭😭💗💗💗💗 this means sooo much to me really 🥹🥹 we're so close to 1k!!!! EEEEEE

[pommigranite]

thank yall so much for the love on the spooky boops post!! and thank yall for 800+ followers????? you guys managed to break my tumblr lol

[moonstruckdraws]

Drifting

Haven't really drawn in a while, so I did a full render

I also made this as a thank you for 1k followers (edit: redundant)! That's so cool! And I really couldn't have done it without the support of those around me and ones I've met on here (mainly @hellishgayliath, @nexlasart, & @tamblerdraws; y'all are the best & I appreciate you to infinite levels)

I know I primarily draw turtles on here, but I have been leaving my hyperfixation on them (despite me wanting to make a rottmnt au and have but some genuine thought into it) but I know I can always come back to them if I want to.

I still love my rottmnt ocs & Helli's, so they ain't going anywhere lmao, but it does mean that I'll probably be posting personal art or art for other fandoms. (And I'm too lazy & uncaring to make an alt, but I might!)

[haerinism]

hi guys!!!! we've reached yet another follower milestone! thank you all for EIGHT HUNDRED FOLLOWERS!!! honestly, i thought i was gonna fall off HARD from the amount of breaks ive been taking, but now that im slowly gaining back the motivation to make moodboards, i feel that i can get to 1,000 followers by the end of summer break. thanks again!! i love you all sm <3333

fave blogs : ⠀(not in order!) @plutism , @hyelita , @haeivn , @jenfaery , @i06gyu , @iluvrei , @raeceah , @i04rei , @aericita , @yeritos , @dollywons , @poemale , @yuqi-luv , @minguukie , @jnthri , @j-upitas , @jeonzio , @7hyein , @y-vna , etc.

[swampstew]

1-800-GRANDLINEBLING • 1K+ Follower Event - CLOSED

Your pirate beaux is calling to weasel out what a perfect date is for you

To celebrate this 1K follower milestone, I am opening up a phone line for the crews! Hotline is open from January 29-February 2, 2024, with a cap of 25 phone calls - first come first serve. Follower only event, and please do not make event requests before the 29th.

Rules: Followers can request any character from the Kid Pirates, Straw Hat Pirates or Heart Pirates crew ONLY. When making requests, please include your pronouns, your blorbo of choice, relationship status/trope (i.e. dating, long-term relationship, situationship, FWB, flirty but not a thing, enemies to lovers, love/hate, etc.), 5 of your favorite activities/hobbies, and your top 2 aesthetics (i.e. cottagecore, fairycore, emocore, grunge alt, etc.)

You can find trope ideas at this link

What you get: A Pinterest mood board of your 'date' along with a poetry quote or maybe a short drabble! PLUS - an OP style den den mushi of your blorbo! Requesters will start receiving their mood boards after the deadline ends.

Shell Phone Calls:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

[xdaddysprincessxx]

My sweet angel babies! Let’s celebrate! For this special milestone I’ve decided to spoil YOU!

— Send in Drabble requests, I write for any P boy (I do tend to write a lot of Joel & Ezra lol) give me any character, your thot, include details like smut/no smut, kinks, troupe (angst/fluff/second chance/etc) I am open to dark/dead dove too! you can also request for drabbles about characters I’ve already written too!

— Send in asks about anything I’ve written that you wanna know more about. Ask questions, ask for spoilers, etc

— Ask me stuff! Get to know me, I love to overshare lol hell you can even send me makeup ideas I love that give me inspo 😘

Let’s have fun! Let’s be silly and goofy, life’s been a bitch lately and I just wanna give back to you guys. You give me a pep in my step most days and I appreciate all of you!💜💜💜

[lilac-hecox]

idk what specifically but something with damangela and forehead kisses? 🥹 i've seen damien mention a few times that nothing gets him more fluttery than that and would love to see it with that pairing!! thank you so much 🥹

Damien/Angela - Forehead Kisses - Damangela

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By the time Damien is deemed ‘non-contagious’ Angela is about to lose her mind with how much she misses him. Sure, they FaceTime and Angela gives him the rundown on the happenings at her latest StarKid show and what’s been going on at the Smosh office, while he tells her how bored he is, but it isn’t the same as seeing him in person. 

Damien and Angela are already both extremely busy people. Damien is only slowing down because he’s got covid and sort of has no choice but to stop. He still streams, which Angela watches, and affectionately texts him during because she can’t believe he’s streaming while sick but at the same time expects no less from him. 

The time they get to actually hang out is already limited by their demanding schedules so Damien having covid only makes everything feel worse. She is near feral with excitement when he texts her and tells her the doctors gave him an ‘all clear’ to have visitors. 

When she arrives she brings a card she had passed around at Smosh for everyone to sign along with a few recorded messages that make Damien smile and laugh, a soft and touched expression on his face as he reads over the card. 

“God, I’ve missed you,” he says to her, drawing her into a hug, his arms winding around her back. 

“I missed you too,” she says into the warmth of his shoulder. 

He pulls back and he looks a little tired as he’s not in perfect health yet. She reaches out and cups his cheek where his beard is darker and thicker than it’s been since she’s known him. 

“Scratchy,” she says. 

“I’m going to shave it down soon when I have the energy,” Damien says with a laugh. 

“I don’t hate it,” Angela is quick to say. 

“I know, but I don’t love it.” 

Damien sits on the couch, tugging a blanket across his lap. Angela wants to sit by him but a part of her is nervous to catch covid from him. She remembers all too well how Anthony passing covid on to Ian almost put the company in a tizzy. 

“Are you hungry?” Angela asks instead. 

Damien shakes his head. “No, my appetite is pretty shot.” 

“I did make you some pasta,” she says. 

“So sweet of you. Homemade pasta from my little cannoli.” he throws on a cheesy Italian accent. Angela breaks into giggles. 

“Stop, oh my God.” 

She tucks the tin-foiled covered pain into his fridge so he can hopefully eat later when he finally feels hungry. He leans his head back on the couch and he’s looking at her with a soft smile. 

Angela smiles back at him and then walks over towards him. Instead of going to the front of the couch, she goes to the back and leans over so her face is over his, her hair tickling his cheeks and nose. 

Damien lets out a laugh and then Angela leans down and presses a kiss to his forehead. 

Damien hums happily, his eyes sliding shut at her affection. 

In some ways, he reminds her of his cats, and she knows exactly what he likes at this point. 

“God, I missed you.” 

“You said that already,” she teases, her face going pink, “not that I’m tired of hearing it.” 

“I mean it,” Damien says, “I found myself missing all the little things. Like, the smell of your hair from your shampoo, and Spork sleeping on my lap when we’re watching a movie, the way you sing to yourself when you cook. Even your snoring.” 

“Wow, you must really have missed me if you miss my snoring.” 

“Can’t wait to be lulled to sleep by the chainsaw like sound of your snoring, Ange.” 

She playfully punches his arm and he laughs, pressing a kiss to her cheek and then her jaw, before seeking out her mouth. 

The angle is kind of weird because she’s leaning over the couch and she’s really risking it by kissing him but she can’t wait one more second to feel his mouth pressed to her own, warm, his facial hair scratching pleasantly at his skin. 

Angela gives in because what the hell. She’s already kissed him. She makes a show out of rolling over the back of the couch until she flops down next to Damien.

“So, you’ll be back to the office soon?” she asks, her head on his shoulder. 

“Next couple weeks or so,” Damien says. 

Angela stretches and settles herself more firmly against Damien. 

“Good, I can’t wait.”