#Is she curvy or nah?

[anniflamma]

My first thought on how I imagen Circe's design:

What does Circe even look like???

[psychoticwillgraham]

secondhand doll prices my beloathed <3

[angel-of-the-moons]

Peaches and Cream

Pre-War!Cooper Howard x Curvy!Fem!Reader

TW/CW: Smut, NSFW, Oral (f! Receiving), reader's got some thick thighs and little bit of hair down there, overuse of pet names. (You can't tell me this man wouldn't call you a pet name at every available opportunity)

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

A/N: Remember that line in MK 11 where Kano goes "Aren't you a peach? I could eat a peach for hours."? I just got some body wash that smells exactly like those peach ring candies and this happened upon me like a bolt of Zeus hit me whilst in the shower today

Divider by @/saradika-graphics

Being on the rebound after the messy divorce with Barb wasn't on Cooper's priority lists. Dating one of the animal trainers from one of his movies sets was certainly never an avenue he thought he'd pursue.

But when his horse got loose on set and she ignored him in favor of you? Oh, you got his attention all right... One thing led to another, and boy did the tabloids have a field day when pictures of the two of you kissing made it into circulation.

You were used to tabloids and reporters, working on movie sets. And now, dating America's favorite heart-throb cowboy? Oh, you bet your ass if you weren't used to it before you sure were, now.

You had fallen into a comfortable routine, often staying over at his place. To say Barb was prickly about how quickly he seemed to move on was... nice. She did however like how good you were with Janey, so that eased her annoyance with you some. So, she got used to seeing you around when Cooper would pick Janey up or when she dropped her off.

Today was one of those days, Cooper had run out to see his agent about something when Barb showed up to take Janey back again. You said stiff goodbyes and gave Janey a big hug, and once they were off, hopped in for a quick shower.

Your skin was still damp and your hair was still wrapped up in a towel when he got back, looking tired and annoyed.

Cooper kicked his shoes off by the front door, Roosevelt letting our short barks of excitement as his owner patted his head, before scampering back off to lay in his bed and gnaw his beef bone in content.

You just finished pouring a glass of sweet tea when Cooper's calloused hands circled your waist from behind, briefly giving your soft belly a squeeze before his fingers bunched in your dress as he kissed your neck. "Missed ya." He murmured.

"You were gone maybe, twenty minutes." You giggled, reaching up to brush his cheek with your hand as you slipped your drink, the ice cubes clinking loudly on the glass.

"Long enough. Didn't even get to kiss my baby goodbye when she got strapped into her Mama's car." He snorted, pressing his nose against your skin, breathing in the scent of the soaps you'd used.

"Damn, you smell good. Like a fuckin' peach."

"Oh?" You smirked as his hands began to roam, reaching down the front of your dress to grip the fat of your thighs in his palms, kneading softly. You bit your lip when he hummed an affirmation, his teeth grazing your skin on your shoulder.

"Mhhm... Good 'nuff to fuckin' eat." He drawled, his tone as thick and sweet as molasses; the timbre of his voice crawling through your pores.

"If you're hungry I can make dinner." You reply breathlessly, trying to interject your sense of humor.

"Nah, darlin'." Cooper growled, yaking you by the dress so you were flush tight against him; able to feel the growing outline of his cock as it filled out the crotch of his pants, "Not the kinda snack I want."

His breath hot on your ear, goosebumps on your skin; you barely had enough time to set your glass of tea down on the counter before he began tugging you to his bedroom; the towel on your head being unraveled and forgotten in the hall along the way.

The moment his door was kicked shut he turned you around and his mouth found yours like a homing missile--all teeth and tongue; dancing, twining, tugging and messy--knocking the air from your lungs as his hands blindly unbuttoned the top of your dress, groaning when the soft expanse of your bare breasts greeted his hands.

"No bra, darlin'?" Cooper rasped, pulling back from your mouth to grin.

"'s more comfortable." You barely mutter out before his lips are on you again, kissing you backwards until your knees hit the edge of the bed, knocking you back while he stayed standing.

His eyes lit up with a mischievous twinkle as he gave you that signature smirk of his coupled with the quirk of his brow. "Oh, you won't catch me complainin' babydoll... Not at all."

You huff and reach down, undoing the clasp to his belt, hastily trying to slide it free of the loops of his pants, but his hand stops you and you pout up at him impatiently.

"Easy now, baby." He said in a low and heavy tone, his accent emphasizing "baby" and making a shiver creep down to your toes.

He lifted his other hand to tug the buttons on his shirt free, plucking each one until his button-up was open more, revealing the white undershirt beneath.

"Now..." He growled softly as he began to sink to his knees, "Told ya I wanted a snack, darlin'... Now I'm gonna get one. Just lay back and relax."

Your heart sputtered a beat as Cooper pulled your thighs apart and just tugged your panties to the side; not even bothering to remove them before giving your damp folds an open-mouthed kiss, running his tongue along the length of your slit and drawing a shaky moan from you.

His hand trailed softly over your skin, brushing over the short mess of curls before using his thumb to pull the hood of your clit back; giving the sensitive nub a nip before chuckling.

"You're awful jumpy t'day, baby." He said, kissing that sweet little pearl a couple of times, stroking it with his fingers as you huff out a whine.

"Your fault..." You groaned, daring to look down at him.

Your eyes locked and he gives you a short wink, lowering his mouth again, this time dragging his tongue up your folds slowly before moving back down again as his thumb rolls your clit in opposite tune of his mouth.

Your head dropped back onto the bed and your voice seized in your throat, one hand bunching in the sheets while the other goes to grip at his immaculately slicked-back hair, tugging the strands free as you feel his tongue curl inside of you.

Cooper was good with his mouth; both on-screen and in the bedroom, this was never a debate.

His tongue was so skilled it had your legs all but jelly one night when he parked it at the local lookout; he'd lifted the cupholder separating your seats and tugged your hips over to him, leaning across the divider to eat you out right there in the front seat of his car. You barely had enough time to grasp that it was really happening before he ripped those sweet, sweet sounds he loved so much from you.

God, were you thankful that nobody had caught you two that night; "Cooper Howard caught in compromising position at Lover's Lane" you could just imagine the press salivating at that headline if they'd caught you.

You were happy he kept his antics on set confined to his trailer... but you had a feeling somebody walking by could probably hear what went on in there.

"Oh, fuck--Cooper!" You mewled, arching your back when he slid his long fingers inside of you, his lips wrapping firmly around your clit like a vacuum, writing obscene love-notes with his tongue, drawing more and more of your beautiful voice from inside of you.

Your toes curled and your hand tugged at his hair, making him groan and his eyes roll; his voice vibrating against you in a way that had you practically sobbing.

"Jus'--fuh--fuck." You moaned breathlessly, your heart pounding in your chest, your toes curling so hard you could feel your calves beginning to cramp.

"B-baby I'm--" You hiccuped; "'m gonna... gonna..."

All your words did was spur him on further, encouraging him to flatten his tongue in one long, slow drag until he could flick your clit again, his face and hand already soaked with your mess; his eyes dark and hungry like a wolf about to eat his lamb.

"That's it baby, c'mon, give it t' me." Cooper muttered against you before stroking your clit once again with his fingers, plunging his tongue and fingers inside of you in an alternating rhythm that had your brain feeling like it was turning to liquid sludge inside your skull as your climax hit you as if it were a runaway freight train.

Both of your hands gripped his hair tight, your thighs squeezing around his head, the flesh molding around his head wonderfully as he drank down your release, his hands going around your thighs to reach up and squeeze your belly while you rutted against his mouth; your voice babbling the sexiest things he could ever hope to hear from you.

When your orgasm finally died down and your legs dropped to hang over the edge of the bed, Cooper pulled back and grinned up at you, his face slick and shiny with your juices, his hair an absolute mess.

Fuck, he looked so good like that.

"You good, darlin'?" He asked you, his hands spreading over the squishy pouch of your tummy, his fingers tracing the stretch marks that lightly etched your skin.

"I... Y... yeah. Just need a breather." You pant, your eyelids heavy as you blinked up drunkenly at the ceiling.

"Good. He hummed, leaning down to kiss your throbbing clit, grinning at how your breathing stuttered and your body twitched as he did.

"Cause I can eat a peach for hours, babydoll."

[rafeyscurtainbangs]

A Goddess - Rafe Cameron One Shot

+18 Minor DNI

CollegeHockey!Rafe x Curvy!Reader

⭐ republished ⭐

+18 Minor DNI

🪄 warnings: SMUT, drinking, swearing, soft dom Rafe, oral (male receiving), oral (female receiving), rough oral, praise kink, unprotected p in v, creampie, and spanking.

📖 ask: Ok, hear me out: a group of beautiful girls and their gorgeous curvier friend, night out at a bar. Guys hitting on all of them but the curvy goddess. Rafe notices and decides to approach her. She's sassy vibes, he's soft Dom vibes.

✨“Nah… M’gonna stop you right there. ‘Cause you said, ‘Anything I’d like.’ Don’t be goin’ back on your word, princess.” ✨

3.2 K

Rafe’s POV:

“Jesus, Rafey. Losin’ your touch, baby?” Kelce snickers as he nabs my freshly cracked White Claw off the bar top.

“Uh, yeah. Two more White Claws and a shot of Tito’s on his tab, sweetheart,” I call to the bartender, firing her a wink. She shakes her head and smiles, draining the liquor in a glass passing two more drinks my way.

“Thanks for the liquor, baby.” Kelsey rolls his eyes and scoffs. “And, no. To answer your question, I haven’t lost shit.”

“Well, you usually got a girl or two by now…”

“I don’t need to try as hard as you, Kelc. Don’t worry about me. You could learn a thing or two? Been watchin’ your game all night. It’s rough.”

“By all means, King Cameron, show me how it’s done,” he mocks. I quickly down my shot, chasing it with a seltzer.

Kelce snakes through the thick crowd of college students bellied up at the bar, a packed dance floor in the center. I can’t help but laugh at my group, fawning over yet another variety pack of copy-and-paste girls. They’re beautiful, don’t get me wrong, but it’s the same shit every weekend. Kelce struts over to the last of the bunch, leaving me to break away; what a shame.

I walk toward the bar, leaning back into it as I stare into the crowd. ”A vodka cranberry. Please.“ I hear a soft voice come from my left. “Thank you.” That same girl hums as I look down in her direction, watching as she scribbles her name across the tab, passing it back. That’s a pretty name.

Her beautiful eyes flick to mine. A sweet smile falls on her plump lips. My eyes fall, lashes fluttering as I try my best to hide what an actual fuckin’ dog I truly am, but, my god… She’s a fucking goddess. Her cleavage is tied with a pretty little bow in the middle of her dress. Fuck me. I feel my cock twitch, eyes slamming shut; cheeks reddening in embarrassment. I’m too ashamed to even look back in her eyes for how long I’ve ogled her.

My gaze moves to hers again, still met with that same smile but a cocked brow this time. “You okay?” She chuckles.

“Mhmm…” I grunt. That’s it. That’s all I got.

“Alright… Have a nice night,” she giggles lightly before turning away, dress moving with her. The thin material hits just below her perfect ass, leaving her legs on display. Her dress shifts on her round hips as she moves, her ass recoiling with each step making my eyes roll back.

And, then, she stops just a few feet away. Joining my crowd, one of the girls hugs her. Another, leaning in to whisper something that makes her laugh. She lifts the drink that she bought, surrounded by a group of fuckin’ boys who should have bought it for her. A girl like that doesn’t need to do that shit. Not one of them is making a move. I hang back, watching her a little as she sips her little drink.

The petite blonde Kelce was talking to gives him a fake laugh and a nod, stepping away; Kelc, obviously struck out with her. His head is instantly on a swivel, looking around the group for another, matching eyes hers briefly before searching for the next. Kelce buries his White Claw before doubling back in her direction. Hell no. I walk toward the two of them, intercepting his efforts; shoving him away lazily. Her beautiful eyes widen in surprise as she looks back up at me.

Reader’s POV:

”Uhh… Hi again. Are you lookin’ for Alexis? She just went to the bathroom-“

”Who?“ He furrows his brow, the most delicious smile spreading on his lips as he steps even closer.

”Alexis. Sorry, these guys seemed to know her.“ You twirl your finger, gesturing to the men gathered around.

“Nah. Never met her. What’s your name?”

“Umm, Y/n,” you chuckle nervously as you look up at him. He’s gorgeous, even in the dim bar; light hair, light eyes, muscular… Holy shit. You reach out your hand, resting it on his chest as you lean closer. “I’m just visiting. What’s your name?”

He bites his lip, looking down, eyeing the contact between you. He draws a little breath, his arm wrapping around your body, resting on the small of your back. “I’m Rafe.”

“Rafe Cameron?”

“Yeah. Oh, shit. What did I do?” He winces.

“Horrible things,” you tease, tapping your hand on his chest. “No. I remember your name from the hockey game.” He gives you an open-mouthed smile, drawing you even closer. “You were in the penalty box a lot.”

“What? Me?” He asks with an exaggerated tone, pointing at himself. “Never.” Rafe’s eyes trail your body again, just like they did when you got your drink; when you weren’t sure if he was interested or just lost in a drunken daze. “You’re stunning, by the way,” he rasps.

Your cheeks warm up, butterflies swirling in your stomach at his compliment, finding yourself a little too stunned to speak. You lift your drink to your lips, taking a sip as you try to center yourself. ”Thank you.“

“It’s almost last call. Did you wanna get outta here?” He asks.

“Well – I. Umm… I should wait for these girls.”

“Eh. They come to our house every weekend, sweetheart. It’s up to you. And, if I’m somehow wrong… And hell freezes over. I’ll get you home safe. I swear. Scouts honor.”

“They come to your house every weekend, and you didn’t know Alexis?” You question as you guide your gaze to your gorgeous best friend. You feel his finger hook under your chin, directing your eyes back to his.

“Not my type.”

“This better, y/n?” Rafe asks as he pulls you in a little closer for warmth. His strong arms wrap around your body, chest pressed against your back as you wait for the Uber. You take in his rich cologne, the warmth of his cheek so close to yours.

“Perfect,” you hum.

“So, you’re just here for the weekend?” He asks; chills fan across your body as his breath hits your neck, just a slight gravel in his voice making you powerless.

“Just to visit. I’m comin’ next semester, so I thought I should check it out.”

“No fuckin’ way,” he asks excitedly, turning you to face his chest instead. “You’re comin’ here? Well, shit. We can do this every weekend. Huh?”

“This? And, what is ‘this,’ Rafe?” You ask in a breathy tone. His broad palms move a little lower, just a hair.

”Anythin’ you’ll let me.“ You give him a little nod, letting him know he can go a little further. ”Words, princess.“

”You can do whatever you’d like, Rafe.“

A devilish smirk tugs on his lips. Rafe is more than satisfied with your answer as his hands rest on your ass. ”You’re gonna let me do whatever I want? You sure?“

“I mean, unless you don’t wa-” He steals your teasing words off your tongue, kissing you deeply. His hands shift to the back of your neck, pulling you nearer. Rafe slows down slightly, lips parted, letting you slip your tongue inside, rolling slowly. You scratch your nails through his dark blonde buzz cut, making him moan against your lips.

”Anything you’d like,“ you whisper again, feeling his smile spread along your lips.

The two of you are breathing heavily already, panting into your kiss, his lips on yours before you can even reach his bedroom. He pins you against the wall, lips locked on your neck as you pinch the buttons of his shirt, drawing them open, revealing more skin as you go.

Rafe leads you into his bedroom, throwing the door shut. His rough hands work up your arms, thumbs brushing your straps off your shoulders. Your dress slips to the floor, making him draw back fast. “Y/n, fuck,” he groans as his hands instantly caress your curves.

He snaps the lace at your hip, tugging at it impatiently as the other squeezes your tit. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” he smiles, extending a finger for you to twirl under. “Look at this ass, baby. Shittt,” he moans as he cracks your skin, making you giggle delightedly.

“Thank you.” You slip the shirt off Rafe’s broad shoulders, tracing his tanned chest, working your way down as you take in his perfect physique. There’s not an ounce of self-consciousness, not with how he’s looking at you. You run your nails lightly through the ripples of his abs, tracing his v-lines, slipping just under the elastic of his boxers.

Rafe loops his fingers around your delicate lace thong, drawing it down to the floor, snagging it quickly before lofting it onto his dresser. ”Keepin’ those. Yeah?“

“M’kay.”

“Collateral. I expect you’ll come and take them back when you visit me. Yeah?”

“Okay… I mean. Yeah. Of course,” You giggle, nipping at your bottom lip. You grab his belt, drawing it open. Rafe pulls them off his hips as your lips meet his neck, sucking roughly.

You move lower, licking along his collarbone. His abs flex as you pass over them, dropping to your knees. “Shit, y/n,” he breathes. Your eyes widen as you take him in. White, skin-tight boxer briefs bunched up slightly on his thighs. His shaft and head stick out the bottom, strangled in cotton, leaking from the tip, dripping slightly down his inner thigh, aching to be freed.

You lean in, gaze locked on his as you glide your tongue along the mess. “Holy shit,” he whispers, yanking at the elastic, craving more. You tease him further: massaging his precum into his swollen tip as he watches on, dick pulsing with each brush of your finger.

You draw his boxers low, cock, swinging free, standing straight. “Fuck me, Rafe,” you whimper, taking a grip on his dick, rock-hard in your hands, feeling your cunt throb. He lets out a drawn-out moan as you wrap your lips around his mushroom tip, watching as his eyes shut softly.

“Mmm… Yes, baby,” he praises. You can taste him on your tongue; salty, just a hint of sweetness. Rafe’s fingers instantly reach for you, tangling into your hair. He follows your guide as you work his dick inch by inch, pushing yourself to see how much of him you can get. His warm tip kisses the back of your throat. You can feel the blood pumping in his cock.

You sweep your tongue along the bottom, feeling every ridge and vein. “Fuck, y/n. So fuckin’ good. Feel so good,” he mumbles, the pleasure in his voice making your eyes roll back. You fuck his aching cock deep into your throat, vision clouding as tears gather in your eyes. Blinking your sights, you feel warm tears roll down your cheeks, making Rafe smile. “Good girl,” he groans. “Look at you. Shit.” Rafe’s hips jostle, the muscles in his thighs tightening under your hands.

Popping off his cock you kiss his tip before opening your mouth wide, slapping his dick against your tongue. “Use me,” you whisper warmly, taking him back into your mouth as you grip his wrists; Rafe’s fingers are already twisted in your hair.

“Where have you been, pretty girl?” He grunts. “So fuckin’ perfect.” Rafe pitches his hips, dick driving into your throat, taking you by surprise. You relax your throat as he picks up pace. The squelching of spit, groans, and muffled moans fill the room as he ruts deep. You gag on his cock, making his eyebrows furrow. “Gonna cum. Gonna fill that pretty mouth. You ready, baby? You gonna – You gonna be a good girl and swallow it all for me?”

Rafe’s head tosses back as he praises your name; that same taste amplified as his cum coats your throat. You drop your hands, gripping his ass, feeling his muscles pulse. “Holy shit, y/n,” he gasps, wiping a glaze of sweat off his forehead as he looks down at you in awe. You draw off his cock nice and slow.

“Good?” You pant through a smirk.

Rafe picks you up effortlessly, wrapping your legs around his waist as he moves you to the bed. ”Good?“ He snickers at the ridiculousness of your question. ”Not even close, angel,“ he mumbles as he leans in for a kiss. ”M’serious. Alright? Not waitin’ ’til next semester. You’re visitin’ me. You can suck my cock just like that, baby girl, and I can taste this sweet fuckin’ pussy whenever I’d like. Alright?“

”Yeah?“

”Mhmm… You’re gonna ride my face. How does that sound?“

Your stomach sinks at his request. ”Rafe… I don’t kn-“

“Nah… M’gonna stop you right there. ‘Cause you said, ‘Anything I’d like.’ Don’t be goin’ back on your word, princess.”

“It’s just-”

“I mean, unless you don’t wa-” You steal his teasing words off his tongue this time, kissing him deeply. Rafe chest presses into yours, craving you closer.

He lays down on the bed, beckoning you. Rafe touches you softly, brushing his hands up your legs; his lips connect to your inner thigh, sending shivers down your spine. ”You ever done this before?“ He asks. ”Or am I the first?“

”You’re the first,“ you whisper, looking down at him nervously.

”A virgin. Huh? You’re gonna love it. Alright? Grab the headboard, y/n,“ he smiles. ”C’mon.“ You feel his warm breath against your pussy, making you weak already. ”C’mon,“ he growls again in playfully tone, pulling you down.

”Fuck, Rafe,“ you pant longingly as you feel his warm tongue, licking up your silk to your clit. He moans against your cunt; the vibrations are electrifying; your sensitivity, at an all-time high.

”Mmm, you taste so fucking good, Y/n,“ he moans, locking tightly onto your clit. Rafe sucks and holds you in his mouth, using his tongue to flick. Your thighs instantly start to quiver. He grips your body, guiding you to rock back and forth. ”Sit, baby,“ he pants, hungrily.

”Rafe…“

”Sit.“ He slaps you roughly on the meat of your thigh, overpowering you; burying himself in your pussy.

”Oh… Just – Just like that,“ you moan; bringing your hands up, squeezing your breasts tightly. You feel your orgasm in reach. ”Rafe, do I cum like this?“ You pant frantically. He doesn’t answer, continuing to please you. You cry out as his finger slips into your entrance; his ringed digit gives you a little extra friction. The combination of both is absolutely euphoric. His mouth and hands play together beautifully; jolts of pleasure spur through your body as you grind your hips. Rafe increases his pace, moving at an unforgiving tempo. The sloppy sounds of your cunt, heard through the room as well.

”Rafe,“ you whimper, breathlessly; your pleasure about to bubble over. “I’m gonna… Oh my god,” you scream in pleasure. Rafe runs circles on your clit as you ride out your orgasm.

”God, you’re so beautiful, baby,“ he gasps as he sits up against the headboard. ”You taste so sweet. That feels good, princess?“ He asks as he brushes a few stray tears off your cheek.

”So fucking good,“ you barely manage to speak between breaths.

“Good, baby. Can’t believe that was your first time…” You can hear the genuine surprise in his tone, boosting your confidence even more. Rafe relaxes into the headboard, biting back a smile as you reach your hands behind your back, unclasping your bra, letting it fall onto his lap.

”Perfect fuckin’ tits,“ he hums. You toss your head back as he kisses you roughly, pressing your breasts together, licking a line in between. He locks down on your nipple; swirling, flicking, and nipping your pebbled flesh. Rafe runs his tongue along his bottom lip, his eyelids hooded. ”Mmm… Can I fuck you, princess?“ He gives you a hopeful smile as his eyes continue to roam your body.

”How do you want me?“

He looks down, eyeing his cock between your thick thighs. His gaze returns to yours; a smirk spreads on his lips. “Just like this, baby girl.” He seizes his dick in his hand, leaning back slightly. You bite your lip, giving him a little nod.

You drop down slightly, your wetness transferring to his cockhead. “Fuck me.” He lets out a loud groan; eyes, rolling back. Your lips meet his neck, kissing him roughly, licking and nibbling his skin. Reaching around your back, you skim Rafe’s tip with your fingers; he lets out a deep groan.

You press him toward you, guiding him to your heat. Rafe takes a handle on the plush of your hips, pressing you down. Your knees widen on the sheet as you work lower, pressure building between your thighs as he starts to stretch you out. ”Fuck, Rafe,“ you whine. Letting out a sharp breath. You look down, watching as you take the last of him.

”Are you okay, y/n?“ He whispers. There’s a fire in his eyes. Rafe, fully aware of his size. You can tell he’s taking satisfaction in asking you so sweetly as he splits you in two.

”M’okay,“ you whimper. Rafe smiles wickedly in reply.

”Good. I’m not gonna last long. This pussy feels too fucking good.“ He chuckles weakly.

You start rolling your body slowly, mewling softly into his mouth as you adjust to him. Your hands move up his tight stomach, resting on his chest. Grinding and winding gradually, you press your hands against him; tilting your body away slightly. Rafe watches carefully as you work him in and out of your wet pussy; hands inching up your stomach, past your rib cage, massaging your breasts. His tongue meets your nipple; fingers delighting the other.

Rafe takes you in his arms, shifting the two of you lower on the bed. You sink a little deeper on his cock; inhaling sharply when he lays flat. He lets out a lusty chuckle as you release a drawn-out moan. ”You like that? Not too much?“ He taunts.

A wide smile spreads on your lips as you toe the line between ache and bliss. ”Just right.“

“This body was made for me, I swear,” he mumbles. “Bounce for me, baby.” You start to push on the mattress, breasts moving with you as your skin slaps against Rafe’s lap. “Holy shit,” Rafe huffs through his kiss-swollen lips; hooded eyes fighting to stay open as he takes you in. Rafe slips his hands around to your ass, spanking one cheek, then the next. Causing your pussy to tense with each slap.

“Mmm… You gonna cum for me, princess?” He croons as his hand, rests against your pelvis; thumb circling your clit. The added contact makes you lose your rhythm. Rafe fucks up into you, holding you in place as he continues to stroke, fighting back his pleasure; but, it’s too much.

“Gonna cum,” he mumbles.

“Cum inside me, Rafe,” you whisper. ”M’on the pill. It’s alright.“

”That what you want?“ He asks with a lust-laced tone.

“Cum in me.”

Rafe reaches for you, wrapping his arms around your body, taking you quickly to your back. He spreads your thighs wide. Your breath escapes your chest when he plunges himself back in; his fingers greet your clit. Your legs start to quake, jagged breaths as he starts pounding you into the soft mattress. “Oh Rafe...” You cry in pleasure as you gush around his cock.

“Gonna cum in this perfect fuckin’ pussy,” he breathes, voice wavering. “Mmm… Fuck, y/n,” he groans; gripping your hips in his hands, eyes rolling into the back of his skull as his cock throbs; heavy loads of cum buried deep. Rafe expels a deep breath, his mouth connecting with yours the next moment.

He pulls out, making you reach for a breath; as he watches your share release drip out of your puffy pussy onto his sheets. The emptiness is comforted by Rafe’s hand on you again, fingers swirling through the wetness, stuffing it back inside.

Sex hangs heavy in the air; your bodies, tangled in sheets. Rafe cups your face in his hand, rubbing your cheek with his thumb. “Tell me you’re free tomorrow?”

[lovifie]

Hey there Lovifie.

I hate to bother you but can I ask for a request?

You see the thing is that I’ve been having a few bad weeks lately and the news I got today just really pushed me to the point that I can’t stop crying now.

Long story short, I’ve applied again for another promotion within my department for my job; this would be the third time I’ve tried for one and for the third time I was passed over for someone else. I honestly don’t know what I’m doing wrong; why they're not choosing me. I’m doing everything they’re asking for, going above & beyond for them and more but apparently it’s just not good enough for them. I just don’t know what else I can do.

Now I feel like I’m not good enough for anything; I'm confused and it hurts. Can I please request a comfort fic of John Price or Poly141 comforting a curvy, Mexican female reader who just feels like she's not good? Please? 🙏🏽 💔

My dear, you are never ever a bother. I’m really sorry to hear you have been having the last couple of shitty weeks, I sent you a message before and I hope this cheers you up a bit and everyone that may be having a rough time 🩷

I did it with poly141 because if we are looking for comfort we are going all out!!

The boys are back home and you know it, they got home last week, spending most of the time together, bathing in each other comforting proximity, helping them decompress after their deployment. 

You didn't tell them about what was troubling your mind, they already have enough on their plate and you didn't want to bother them. Or that's what you thought it would be, a bother. 

That's why you are standing before the door, knowing you have to enter but trying to recollect your feelings to be able to portray a happy face when you finally open the door. 

But the door opens before you want it to, Simon's brown eyes staring at you. “What are you doing, lovie? The motion camera is going nuts…” he trails off, looking at how you try your hardest to look fine. “Everything alright?”

You quickly nod, walking past him, kissing his cheek standing on your tip toes. “Yeah, all good. Was trying to remember where I put my keys.” You laugh, thinking that it is believable as you enter. He doesn't buy it but chooses to stay quiet. You will talk when you need it. 

You leave your bag on the floor next to the door, taking off your shoes and Simon helps you take off your jacket, hanging it on the hook next to Johnny's. “How was work?”

“Horrible.” You think, but instead, you sight and murmur. “Tiring.”

“Did I hear somebody say they are tired?” Johnny's voice beams in the room when he walks to you like a happy puppy, hugging you from behind and hiding his face on your neck. You move your hand back to pet the back of his head. “You tired, mami?”

You nod, with a smile on your face. Closing your eyes when he kisses your cheek squishing your face with his. “Then eat dinner and straight to bed.”

“No shower?” You ask with a raised eyebrow.

“Nah, you are still clean for a couple more days. Right. Or are you stinky?” He says, moving his head back with a confused expression on his face, only for him to hide his face again in your neck making you chuckle when he sniffs your smell dramatically hard. “Yeah, not stinky.” 

He pats your butt, as in signing the deal that you don't need to shower and you smile shaking your head. 

His silliness is almost enough to make you forget the hardness of your day. Almost. 

“Is she home?!” Kyle's voice sounds from the kitchen and you follow his voice like a moth to the light. Hearing Simon tell Johnny to go shower his stinky self, making him whine. 

“Hi, Riri.” You say, using the nickname he hates so much. 

He groans, scrunching his face at you making you laugh. “I'm not Rihanna, love.”

“Hm, but you sound just like her when you shower.” You say hugging him from behind, he is standing in front of the stove, taking care of dinner. Some kind of pasta getting boiled while he works on the sauce on the pan right in front of you. 

So close to it, that when Kyle moves, threatening to tickle you for teasing him, you move your arm to shield yourself. But your forearm crashes with the pan, making it fall and burning you in the process. 

Kyle manages to catch it by the handle just in time before burning himself or spilling it all over the floor. He turns off both of the stoves, to make sure nothing burns while he checks on you. 

“You alright, love? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stood so close.” He says, but your eyes are glued to the spot of sauce on the ground. Almost nothing fell from the pan, barely enough to fill half a glass. 

But the thought in your mind makes you write it at the top of the list of things you have fuck up. And it makes your eyes tear up with the feeling of simply not being good enough.

“Sunshine.” Kyle calls you, cupping your face so you will look at him but his eyes follow you, seeing the sauce on the ground. “Hey, hey, it's okay.”

“I'm sorry.” Your voice cracks making you inhale to try and calm yourself down. “I'm sorry, Kyle.”

“Hey, what happened to Riri?” He asks with a kind smile on his face. “Don't apologise, love. It's okay, there is more sauce stuck to the spoon than on the floor, love. No problem, alright? Everything is fi- you are burnt!”

He cuts himself off when he sees your skin red with the burnt, he grabs your wrist pulling you to the sink to move your arm under running cold water. “I'm sorry, love. Poor baby…”

“Hi, mami.” Price says entering the kitchen, he must have just come out of the bathroom. Possibly kicked out by Johnny, because he enters the kitchen only wearing his pyjama pants, hair still moist. You look at him, eyes wet with tears making him furrow his eyebrows in worry. “What happened?”

“Little cooking accident, nothing to worry about.” Kyle answers, rubbing circles on your hand still under the water with his thumb. “Can you pass the mop, please?” Kyle asks, pointing with his face to the sauce on the floor. 

“I'll do it.” You say, trying to pull your hand from Kyle's grasp. “I spilt it, I'll clean it.”

“Nonsense, you and I are bothering Johnny to grab the burns cream from the bathroom. Let's go, we might see his bubble butt if we are lucky.” Kyle jokes, winking at you, trying to get you to smile. 

But you are already too deep in your own thoughts to do so, you sigh, rubbing your eyes at the sting of your tears and shaking your head. “I'm fine, I'm just… I'm just going to go to bed.”

“Without eating?” Simon walks into the doorframe, handing the mop to Price who cleans the floor keeping an eye on you. “Are you grounding yourself or what, love?”

And you try your best to not cry, to hold it in, at least until you are in your room, with your privacy to cry yourself to sleep. But then Johnny also walks in, talking about if anyone knows where his towel is; and his blue eyes catch yours, shining with worry when he sees your tears.

“What happened?” He asks, repeating Price's words without knowing it. 

You look at them, the four pairs of eyes looking at you, expecting an explanation, worry and curiosity clear on them. And it only makes your eyes sting more with a new batch of tears that easily roll down your cheeks. 

It makes you cover your face with your hands, sobbing softly against your palm. One of them hugs you, pressing you against his body and you know it's Price for the warmth emanating from his naked torso. 

“Let's go to the living room, the kitchen is too small for five people.” Simon comments, his hand resting on the small of your back, caressing comforting circles on it. 

When you don't move, Price moves his hands under your armpits, raising you to hold onto him like a koala. Crying on his strong shoulder like a baby, a big baby.

He sits down on the sofa, moving you so you are sitting on his lap sideways, your face still hidden on his neck. You feel everyone else find their place around the two of you. Kyle is sitting next to Price on the sofa, your feet resting on his lap, his warm hand resting on your calf under your trouser warming you up. Johnny is sitting on the armrest of the sofa, his hand resting on your ribs, moving up and down as well, moving slowly to help you breathe slower. And Simon is kneeling on the floor behind the sofa, one arm bendt on the backrest of the sofa to lean his head on it and the other hand petting your head, brushing your hair. 

But no matter how comforting his touches are at the moment, the door holding the tears in has been opened and they are rolling freely down your face into Price's exposed shoulder. 

It's long after that, that you manage to breathe normally again. Still hiccuping but now oxygen getting to your lungs. 

Simon is the first that you look up, moving your hand from Price's shoulder to grab Simon's finger, the man curling his finger pulling your hand to his. A soft smile on his face. “Hey, pretty girl.”

Price looks over your shoulder, using his thumbs to dry the tears from your face, kissing your cheek. “Do you wanna talk about it?” He asks, the only answer he gets from you is in the way of shrugged shoulders. 

Simon stands behind you, letting your hand fall onto Kyle's and groaning when his knees pop as he stands up. He sits on the opposite armrest from Johnny, next to Kyle and looks at your face when Price moves you lower so you are resting your face on his chest. 

“What's wrong, love?” Price asks looking at you, his hand petting your thigh. 

“I… I just keep fucking everything up…” You admit, voice tiny, afraid that if you speak any louder the tears will return. “I ruined dinner, I ruined tonight, I ruined everything…”

“What are you talking about?” Johnny asks behind you. “You haven't ruined anything, lass. Everything is right.”

“Surprisingly, Johnny's right, love.” Gaz says, Johnny making an offended noise behind you. “Nothing is ruined, love…”

“Did something happen at work today?” Simon asks, regretting the moment you lock eyes with him and your eyes glisten with tears. 

You nod again, melting into Price's arms. “We are proud of you, you know that right?” Price says, making you sob again. “We were proud before today, we will be proud tomorrow, we were proud of you weeks ago and we will be even more proud of you in the future.”

“You don't even know what happened…” you sniffle, wiping your nose with the back of your hand. 

“We don't need to.” Johnny says. “We know you. And we know that you always try your best, that you work your ass off and that you are a bloody good worker, love.”

“Yeah, I just need to make my boss see it too.” You mumble, sadness being replaced by annoyance. 

“We can always murder him.” Simon says, earning himself a group groan of his name. “I'm just saying.”

“What Simon's trying to say.” Price says, turning to you again. “Is that if all four of us can see it… he will eventually see it too.”

“Yeah, it's his fault he is so stupid it's taking him so long.” Gaz says, smile on his face.

“But I'm tired of it…” You admit, pout on your face as you lean your head back onto Johnny, the man resting his hand on your face, caressing your cheek. 

“That's normal, love… How about we take care of you, him?” Johnny asks, making you look at him. “Let's have dinner, then you and I take a stinky bath, and then… a movie? Some cuddles? Sounds good?”

You nod before answering. “Yeah… sounds really good.” 

All of them but Price stand up at your words. “Dinner time it is, boys.” Gaz says, walking into the kitchen as Johnny and Simon set up the table.

“Should we help them?” You ask Price, looking over his shoulder. 

“Nah, they can themselves.” He answers, cupping your face to give you a peck on your lips. “You are amazing, love… don't forget it, alright? You are more important than your job, a promotion or anything going on, alright? We love you, cariño.” He says, accentuating the “r” to make you smile.

And later, when you are sitting down with the four of them at the table, the only thing you can think about is about how lucky you are.

[ripleylove]

You rock my world.

pairing: Jey Uso x fem OC (Sharon).

genre:fluff and suggestive?

summary: As Jey and his twin brother Jimmy were eating at a Chinese restaurant,in front of them passed a beautiful girl,that Jey instantly took a liking on.

A/N: hi! posting this at almost 6 am cause seeing rhea on my screen after like three months gave me motivation so ye ALSO I couldn't sleep so I said fuck it in gonna post after weeks. hope y'all enjoy!!! <3

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The ramen shop Jey and his twin brother Jimmy were eating in was full to the brim,but,with a bit of persuasion,they managed to convince the owner to let them sit on the big window placed at the front of the traditional restaurant.

"C'mon,Jey! You promised you were gon' pay this! Why you arguing with me?" Jimmy exclaimed while making dramatic hand gestures to prove his point.

Jey sighed,and,clumsily,placed a hot dumpling in his mouth, enjoying the warm sensation it brought.

"Nah,uce,you are paying for it." Jey nonchalantly said,and Jimmy audibly gasped,making a few heads turn.

"You can't be for real! I paid the last time,so now it's your turn,uce!"

"But it was your idea to come here,why do I gotta pay!" Jey exclaimed,putting his wood chopsticks in his ramen bowl as he tragically turned to his twin brother.

As Jimmy's third plate of spring rolls arrived,Jey rolled his eyes.

"See? You wanna eat like a damn pig, you're gonna make me broke! That's what you're paying for,I ain't paying nothing." Jey said with a sassy tone to his voice,but their arguing quickly stopped. (or,at least, Jimmy's arguing.)

"Ooooo,look at that! God damn!" Jimmy muttered under his breath,and Jey couldn't help but stare at the beautiful girl passing just in front of them.

Her pitch black curly hair extended to her back, accentuating her brown and glowy skin.

Her red velvet dress flowed by its own on her perfect body,fitting like a glove on her curvy figure.

Her plump lips decorated with brown lip liner and lip gloss that was slightly lighter,and her perfectly made shimmer eyeshadow added more details to her flawless self.

Her matching stilettos completed her outfit, together with her black Birkin bag and her big gold hoop earrings.

Jey looked at her with,almost,heart eyes.

The confidence that her aura radiated, was able to captivate everybody's interest,and Jey wasn't any different.

As she was making her way to the bar where she would have to meet her best friend Karina,she turned around to make eye contact with the twins,but,especially,with Jey.

"Oh,man. She's looking at you!" Jimmy said,while teasingly nudging his younger twin's muscular shoulder.

Jey immediately acted confident,rubbing his beard with his rough fingers,while looking at the girl he deeply desired.

"That girl is mine." Jey said,standing up from his seat at the window,his twin mirroring his actions.

As he was standing,she was still looking at him,and as she saw him starting to approach,she smirked and started walking away.

Jey didn't hesitate to run out of the restaurant,but,as him and Jimmy were finally out,they couldn't manage to find her.

"That's it,man! This is how I lose the prettiest girl I've ever seen!" Jey whined,and looked at his brother with a look of defeat.

But,after some seconds,the girl came back to their sights,and she was just some meters away.

"She's so pretty." Jey whispered,as he watched her passing in front of him, probably heading to a bar close by.

The realization hit,and Jey decided to chase the most beautiful girl he's ever seen,while she was directed to the bar.

Entering the place,with both of the twins following behind her,she greeted her best friend Karina with a hug,that was reciprocated.

Besides the two pretty girls,a classy and quite old looking guy approached,and tried to hit on the girl Jey desired.

"Hey,I bet you, can't nobody get that girl." Jimmy whispered in Jey's ear,and the youngest twin rolled his eyes.

"Jim,I can get her." Jey looked at his brother with a 'I'm done with your bullshit' kind of look,and Jimmy tsked.

"I bet you never-Neverland,you can't." Jimmy teased his brother with a nudge in a joking manner.

"Watch me get that girl." Jey securely admitted,looking at the girl he wanted.

"C'mon,uce. Hurry up or they're gon' steal her from you!" Jimmy motivated his twin brother,and Jey finally decided to make a move.

With a confident walk to the front bar,Jey quickly but surely reached the girl he liked,and she was staring at his every move with her ocean siren eyes.

Jey offered his palm to her,a gesture that she immediately understood.

She removed her hand from the old man's grasp,and took Jey's instead.

A sincere smile lingered on Jey's face,while she wrapped her hands around his neck,and he wrapped his around her small but curvy waist,as a ballad song graciously embraced the two in a bubble of softness.

Her body moved gracefully against his,and Jey's large hands caressed oh,so tenderly her back,that was exposed thanks to her charming red velvet dress.

The dim yellow light of the bar created an intimate atmosphere,and her sparkly honey flavored body oil made her whole figure outstand.

As the chorus of the song gently filled the two lovebirds' ears,her icy blue eyes looked up at his chocolate ones,and they could already feel the connection between each other.

"So,what's your name,ma?" He asked while still looking at her,and he swore he saw a flush lingering on her cheeks for a moment.

"Sharon. Yours?" She asked back,and he smiled at her soft tone of voice,and he didn't hesitate to answer.

"Joshua,but I like to be called Jey." He admitted,and she mirrored his previous smile.

"Jey." She whispered under her breath with a sheepish smile,and,to him,it seemed like his name gilded off your tongue like honey.

"You could also call me yours." He added with a wink,and she rolled her eyes playfully.

"So...do you wanna get outta here?" He asked after some other songs played in the background (and after they danced them all),hopeful that you would agree.

In fact,she nodded and he let go of her waist,wrapping his large hand around hers,and the sensation it brought was priceless.

Jimmy was sitting at the front bar drinking his second glass of Martini,when he saw the both of them coming towards him with joined hands.

"I suppose you really did get her,uce. Wouldn't have expected my bro to have such a talent!" Jimmy snorted,taking another sip of his alcohol,and Jey gestured to him to shut up.

"Shut up! Uce, I'm gonna use your car to take Sharon out of here,and you gon' take a taxi. Got it?" Jey didn't even give time to his twin brother to respond when he gave you his (twin's) jacket,and brought you out of the bar.

Jimmy sat on the stool of the front bar with a deeply confused expression and he asked to himself,

"Did he just steal my car and my jacket?"

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[afro-hispwriter]

Commonwealth

Season 11

Summary- it all started with the dress

Warnings- grinding, groping, semi-public sex, oral(f receiving, fingering, p in v sex, language, choking, squirting, missionary, side fucking, Daryl is OOC, implied breeding kink if you squint

A/n- I know I'm not one to describe the reader figure but for this story's sake reader has a curvy figure after having a baby:)

*REPOSTED*

-

The Commonwealth seemed like a godsend of a place just like how Alexandria was. 

But it was too good. To good for it to have worked for so long. Everyone there lived like it was back in the old world. From what you could tell it was Poor vs Rich again. 

"I don't like this place." You say as you look out the window to the civilization, Daryl sighs

"Me neither but we gotta try, for Victoria, Judith, and RJ." He walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your figure. 

"I met Pamela, I think she likes me because she invited me as her special guest to the party tomorrow night." You turn around in his arms and he scoffs.

"Mercer goin make me work the party." He says and leans his forehead against yours. 

"Aww, now you won't get to see me in my new dress. Its tight, low in all the right places, and has easy access." You nibbled his exposed collarbone then trailed up to his earlobe and tugged at it. Daryl groaned and started pushing his body close to yours.

"Ya should put it on now." He whispers but you smirk.

"I can't, you're just going to have to wait until tomorrow, can't let you ruin the dress." You pat his chest and walk away but you feel a smack delivered to your backside. "Hey! Don't you have work?"

"Ya but who cares when ya got this at home." Says Daryl and he grabs your ass and pulls it back against him. He kissed your neck all around and nibbled your skin. 

"Daryl work, and don't forget to stop and get dinner after, because if not we are going to have 4 ravenous kids." You gently push him off and he huffs. 

"4?" He asks as he walks to the door and you follow him.

"Ya the Grimes' kids, our little one and Dog."

"Whatever, see ya later." Daryl kisses you softly.

"Bye."

-

You had to explore the rest of the Commonwealth. So you plopped your little girl, Victoria, in her stroller that was gifted to you and set off with Judith, RJ, and Dog. As you walked all the kids wanted to play with dog and he was happy to receive all the attention. 

"Y/n!" You hear a voice exclaim and you see Pamela approaching you. You turn the stroller around and smile at her. 

"Pamela hey." She smiled at you and looks down at Victoria who was fussing in the stroller. 

"She's adorable." Says Pamela and reaches down to pinch her cheeks softly making Victoria giggle immediately. You glared at her and tightened your jaw.

She's lucky I don't take her hand off.

"Thank you." 

"So did you like that dress I sent you?" She asks and you nod.

"I love it, definitely something I would not have been able to wear before all this." 

"Well you'll get used to it, I can tell you have something special, something that can help us be better, and that's what we need here." Pamela sounded like someone you knew, but you just couldn't place a name. 

"Maybe." That's all you said before she bid you goodbye and left. You tipped the cover for the crib up and smiled down at Victoria and she smiled up at you with her two teeth. "Oh, baby what did mommy get herself into."

-

Daryl was back from his shift and was carrying dinner platters all the way up the old stairs. He made his way inside the apartment to see you all on the floor clearly waiting for him.

"Did you get lost?" Asks Judith and Daryl shut the door.

"Nah long line." He says and you take the plates. "They had some baby food." He says and you smile.

"That's good." You say and set the jars to the side and give RJ and Judith their plates. 

"Daddy!" Victoria stumbled across the apartment to reach her father and show him her new toy. Daryl smiled widely and picked her up. "Look bird." 

"Ya, that's a pretty cool bird." Says Daryl and kisses her head. He sets her down opened up Dogs and his own but instead of eating his own food Dog began eating Daryls.

"Hey no." Daryl shoves Dog away and you giggle.

"Aunt Y/n, Uncle Daryl, can I have an allowance?" Asks Judith and you stop eating and look at Daryl.

"Uh, let me and Y/n get our jobs goin and we'll talk about it." He says and you nod in agreement. A small conversation picks up about Judith making friends and how Daryl's first team building excise went while also talking about the prick Sebastian. You alternated between feeding yourself and feeding little Victoria who keeps running away and only comes back when she wants more food. 

Dinner was over and it was time to send everyone to bed. When the last child fell asleep you slipped into your own room and laid down on the bed. The shower was going, so you assumed Daryl was actually taking a shower. He came out of the shower with the towel low around his waist, water droplets falling down his skin and dripping down through his v-line.

"Oh, that's a sight to see." You say and twist your body and prop your head on your arm. Daryl scoffs and grabs a shirt and pants to slide on. You slide off the bed and wrap your arms around his bare torso and bite his shoulder softly. "We should do a challenge, we should go to bed naked and see who can take it." Daryl looks over his shoulder and looks down at you and shakes his head.

"Yer crazy." 

"You're no fun." You playfully pout and sit on the bed. Daryl finished sliding on his clothes and turned around to see you staring at him. He walked towards the bed and laid down behind you with his arms under his head. You crawled over to him and swung your leg over his hip and rested yourself on his lap.

"You look so beautiful." Says Daryl and lifts himself up to capture your lips. You wrap your fingers into his hair and tug making him groan deeply. His hands trailed down your body as you continued making out. He kneaded your sides then trailed down to grope your ass. He slid his hands back up your body and grabbed your breasts. You began grinding your core against his making you both moan. 

Daryl scrunches up your shirt and revealed your braless breasts and moaned. He took a breast in his mouth and sucked softly. Your nipples hardened and you arched your back to him. You felt him push his hips up to you and you smirked and pushed him away. He flopped on the bed dramatically and expected you to take control but all you did was slide off of him and lay down.

"Tomorrow love." You kiss his cheek and he looks at you in shock.

"Ya can't just leave me like that." He mumbles, accepting he wasn't getting anything until tomorrow,  well he hopes he does. You chuckle as he stands up and grabs his crotch, he then slides back in the bathroom and turns on the faucet so you wouldn't hear him.

-

"When do you have to be there?" You ask Daryl and he looks at the clock on the wall.

"Bout half an hour." He says and looks at you as you get ready. 

"Pamela mentioned something about a whole red carpet and cameras, not sure how I feel about it." You sigh and look at yourself in the small mirror. There was makeup all over the table, its been years since you've ever thought of using any. 

"Ya gotta try, for the kids, and their future." 

"I know, I know you said. I just wish Pamela would stop seeing me as 'someone who can change this place for the better'." You bunny-eared the last part with your fingers and Daryl took your hands in his.

"You're gonna do great, I'll be there the whole time, we just gotta see what this place is plannin then go from there." You smiled at him puckered your lips up to him so would kiss you.

"I just realized, I remember when we first came to Alexandria, I was the one who had to convince you that Alexandria was a good place. Now look at you, 7-8 years later now it's you convincing me this is a good place." You pulled him down to your lips again. His hands went to your face and gently held you.

"We both gotta watch out for each other." He pecks your lips again and walks to the door. "Carol came to me and said she can take care of the kids, said she and Ezekiel need some happiness or sum shit." You nod in understanding, they've been through a lot. 

"Ya that's good, and it's really good because that means we'll be alone." You bite your finger and Daryl cocks an eyebrow.

"Not teasin me are ya?" 

"No my love, we're going to fuck all night long." Now you look at the clock. "You're going to be late." 

"Alrigh, I'll see ya."

"See you."

-

You've most likely have wiped your hands on your dress over a 100 times over the nerves. You saw the flashes of cameras and felt nausea fall over you. 

"You got this." You told yourself and straightened yourself out. The dress you had on was black, had a split in the middle that revealed your cleavage and it was tight enough to show off every curve of your body. The heels you were wearing made you stumble quite a bit.

You were getting closer to the building and you heard gasps so you looked up. The camera was now pointed at you and people started complimenting you.

'She's gorgeous

'I love that dress'

"So sexy'

"You go, girl!" You turned to see Princess cheering for you and your face heated up.

Then they started clapping and smiling at you, the anxiety was too much but you continued looking ahead, smiling. And when you saw him. 

Daryl was in complete aw. He drowned out all the noise and could only look at you. You slowly walked to him until you were in front of him.

"What do you think?" You ask him, and all he did was raise a hand to the back of your neck and pull you roughly towards him, pulling you into a kiss. The kiss lasted only a few seconds before he pulled away.

"So fucking sexy, shit." His hand slid down to your ass and gropes it roughly. You placed your hands on his chest and tugged his shirt.

"Hey, we can't do it here." You giggle and he lets you go. "I'll see you inside." You kissed him on the cheeks and slowly walked away. Daryl leaned against the door's entrance and his eyes trailed down your body, staring at your ass the whole way. And even leaning forward to try and continue looking once you were almost out of sight.

"You're eyeing her like a piece of meat." Says Rosita and Daryl turns back to look at her.

"How can I not when ma girl looks like that?"

-

The party was in full swing, there was food and drinks. You were currently on your third glass of champagne and your nerves were officially gone. Daryl was standing by the entrance, ever so often you would lock eyes. You then slowly made your way to him and leaned against the wall in front of him.

"How's your night been?" You ask and he shrugs and looks you up and down. 

"S'been good, better now." You smile at him and push yourself off the wall and made your way to lean on him.

"This party is so boring, and this dress is getting really scratchy."

"I can think of a way to make it better." Daryl slid his arm around your waist and slowly started dragging you away.

"Daryl we're in public." You giggled and look back to Rosita who was looking away, choosing not to acknowledge what's about to happen. Daryl turned the corner and pushed you right up the wall.

"Not my goddamn concern right now." He says and grabs the skirt of your dress and scrunched it up in his hands. "Fuck, not wearin any panties?" Daryl cupped your mound making you gasp. He stuck his middle finger out and swirled it along your folds. Your stomach tensed and you began grinding yourself on his fingers. He dipped his finger inside and curled it pushing against something spongy inside of you. You gasped and grabbed his hair.

Daryl then dropped to his knees and dipped a second finger inside of you. With his right hand, he grabbed your calf and slowly brought your leg up to his shoulder, making your knee hook over. Daryl kisses your thigh, then went up further up your leg until his breath hit your finger-filled cunt. Daryl was thrusting his two fingers slowly, curling them to hit that spot. He licked at your folds and took your clit in between his lips.

"Daryl fuck." You pushed your lower half closer to him as the intense feeling of an orgasm was brewing. You slapped the hand that wasn't in Daryl's hair against the wall. Daryl squeezed your thigh and caressed it. He shook his head in your folds making you gasp. His tongue swirled, licking up everything. He then pushed his face deeper in, making his nose brush against your clit. He curled his fingers deep inside of you once again and made sure to thrust them against the spongy spot.

"I'm cumming." You threw your head back against the wall and bucked against his mouth. Daryl moaned deeply when he tasted your cum. 

Daryl pulled his finger out and kissed all-around when you heard gasps. 

Your head shot to the noise and you saw two women with their hands up to their mouths. They saw you out of breath with a hand still in Daryl's hair while he still had your leg over his shoulder. Daryl glared at them and they immediately left. Daryl looked up at you and let go of your leg so he could stand up. 

"Sorry, nobody shoulda seen that." You raised a hand up to his face and pulled his down for a kiss.

"It's okay." As another kiss was about to happen when screams were heard clearly coming from the party. 

"Come on." Daryl holds his hand out to guide you. Once you both got there you saw in the distance a waiter holding up a knife to a woman you've seen, Stephanie. Mercer was trying to talk him down and you see Rosita and a few other guards trying to go around. Daryl let go of your hand and went to help just as the waiter threw Stephanie to the ground and ran away. Daryl immediately ran after the waiter and you went to go check on Stephanie when Pamela's little prick son started yelling at Mercer.

"You're just going to stand there. GO AFTER HIM!" He yelled, Mercer then huffed and left. 

-

Sebastian, came with the waiter, Tyler, with Daryl in tow. The people started cheering for Sebastian for catching him. They entered the closed of section where you stood with Pamela. Daryl looked at you and you could tell he was clearly annoyed by something. You pouted your lips at him and he shrugged.

"Resist the Commonwealth!" You turn your attention back to see Tyler being dragged off. Pamela whispers something to Lance and he answers back, then they leave. You stood at the entrance of the currants and looked at both Daryl and Rosita and sighed. You turn to Daryl and wrap your arms around his torso to bring him into a hug.

"Let's go home." You kiss his cheek and he nods. "The parties over." You nod at Rosita and give her a small smile. People were already starting to leave so you made a quick escape. 

As you walked down the road in hand with Daryl your feet started to hurt.

"Shit my feet are killing me." You stopped for a second and huffed. Daryl stopped as well and let you hold onto his shoulder so you could slip the heels off your feet. "Ok come on, let's go hone do you can tell me about what happened." Daryl scoffed and you gave him a side glance.

"We goin be doin anythin but talkin." He says and raises a hand behind you to deliver a smack on your ass. You yelped and brought your hands to cover your ass and looked at Daryl in shock at his boldness. 

"There are still people around." 

"Guess we better get home." 

-

Daryl pushed you up against the wall right beside the door to the shared apartment. Daryl was kissing you hard while he had his hands on your waist. He reached over and opened the door but didn't stop kissing you all over as you entered the small apartment. Daryl began kissing down your neck, to the shoulders, then moving around to face you so he could kiss around your chest. You threw

"Help me take the dress off." You say and Daryl reaches behind you to unzip the dress. You started to unbutton his shirt as the dress fell down. Daryl pulled his shirt off then helped the dress come off completely when it got stuck around your hips. Daryl then bent down and threw you over his shoulder. You giggled and hit Daryls back playfully. 

"Continuin what we started." Daryl tossed you on the bed and crawled over you. His hand trailed down your body to your pussy and felt. "Still wet are we?"

"All for you." Smirking up at him made his dick jump. He slid off the bed and took his boots off. Then unbuckled his pants and let them fall down his legs. He was completely naked now(he doesn't wear boxers), his cock was hard and sticking straight up. You licked your lips and moaned at the sight. There was pre- cum leaking down his cock, he wrapped his fist around it and started jacking himself off. He climbed back on the bed and climbed in between your legs.

"Gonna make you cum so hard," Daryl says and lets go of his cock to grab your legs and place them over his shoulders. He reached back down and grasped his cock and brought the tip to your entrance.  He slowly pushed in making you both gasp. 

"Fuck please." You choked out and Daryl leaned forward so he can take a breast into his mouth. Once he was pushed all the way in, he started to thrust into you. Your pussy was making squelching noises after each thrust. 

"Love that fucking sound." Daryl groans as he pulls away from your breasts and shakes his head to move the hair out of his face. You grab the sheets and arch your back as an orgasm was building up. You started to match Daryl's slow but hard thrusts by thrusting back against him. Daryl fell forward but caught himself on his arms, he then kissed you while continuing his thrusts. He lifted your legs off his shoulders and let them wrap around his waist. 

"Harder Daryl, please make me cum." You whimpered and gasped when his cock hot something devastating inside of you. Your face tightened when you felt as if you were going to pee. "Daryl wait im-." You felt a gush leave your body and you screamed Daryl's name. Daryl felt the wetness splatter everywhere and groaned as your pussy tightened around his cock. He slowed down and pulled back but didn't pull out.  

You were breathing heavily and when you saw Daryl looking at you in both shock and lust, embarrassment filled your body.

"Daryl." You whimpered.

"Hey, you ok?" He asks and leans down to kiss you softly. 

"That's never happened before." You say and take a deep breath. 

"We can stop." Says Daryl and moves to pull out but you wrap your kegs around his waist to keep him there. 

"No we don't, make me so it again." You smirk up at him and Daryl felt his heart race. He nodded and got down to his previous position. He slowly started thrusting again, making sure to pay attention when he finds the spot. 

And he found it almost instantly.

He hit that spot repeatedly harshly until you lifted your hips as you squirted again. The for e pushed Daryl's cock out and he immediately grabbed it and brushed it along your clit to make you jump.

"Fuck." Daryl looked down at you again. A little bit of makeup was running down your cheeks, you were out of breath and sweaty. "Daryl you need to come." You lifted yourself up on shaky arms and kissed his chest. 

"Ya need a break." He starts but you shake your head but get an idea.

"Let's go on our sides." You propose and Daryl smirks at the thought. Fucking on your sides was one of your favorite positions to have sex in while you were pregnant. It was the position you felt the closest to each other. 

Daryl immediately went onto his side and so did you. Your back was pressed against his chest and he grabbed your left leg and hooked it over his leg. You grabbed his cock lightly but Daryl still groaned at the touch. You guided him to the entrance and Daryl pushed his hips forward making him sink into you. Daryl grabbed your leg that was over his and held it up while the one by your head snaked around and grab your neck. 

He squeezed his hand and you already felt dizzy. You pushed your hips back to give Daryl a signal to move and he did. His balls started slapping against your pussy. Your boobs were bouncing wildly at each thrust. You then reached back to grab the back of Daryl's head and grabbed his hair to bring his head closer so you could pull him into a sloppy kiss

Daryl let go of your leg and grabbed your waist instead so he had more control. He lifted his leg and thrusted even harder than before. You pushed your back against his chest harder that you could hear his heart beating harshly. Daryl was groaning loudly in your ear and those sounds brought butterflies to your stomach.

"F-fuck such a good girl, s-squeezin ma cock." Daryl moaned and dug his head in your shoulder. All that was heard were your high moans, skin slapping, and Daryl's deep groans. The same feeling you felt a while ago was coming back. Your vision went blank, you screamed loud. The force pushed Daryl put and you collapsed out of breath in your stomach.

Daryl growled and pushed himself onto his knees and settled behind you. He grabbed your hips and pulled up so you were ass up. He slammed himself in and started using your body to find his high, you loved it. He was going insanely fast and you felt him even hit your cervix make you groan. Daryl gripped your hips harshly as his own hips stuttered as he came deep inside of you. 

"Fuck." His groan came out deeper than usual as he finished. He then grabbed your hair and tugged you back and kissed you harshly. He pulled away out of breath and pulled out of you, he leaned back on his calves and watched his cum start to drip out.  

"Ya ok?" He asks and tries to catch his breath. You nodded and dug your head in the pillow. Daryl felt the urge to push his cum back inside of you, so that's what he did. He scooped up his cum with his fingers and pushed back in. You let out a huff and your thighs shook at how sensitive you became. "Sorry just- didn't want it comin out." 

"It's ok, I'm just tired." You say and yawn. Daryl grabbed his boxers and slide them off and was handing you a shirt but you were out cold. Daryl smiled slightly and settled in beside you. He covered both of you with a blanket and Daryl pulled you in tightly. He felt you dig your face in his neck and throw a leg over his to keep him trapped. 

"I love you, you're the most amazing and beautiful woman I've ever seen and ever will." Daryl kissed you softly when he saw your lips were puffed up. "I'd follow you anywhere." 

-

A/n- I could not figure out a goddamn ending, everything was so cringy but i just couldn't think of anything else.

[lawsvalentine]

hey hey can I pretty please request a Usopp smut where Y/N is kinda new on the crew but it’s already established that they like each other. she couldn’t sleep one night so she decides wonder around the ship and he catches her wearing his white, long sleeved shirt with nothing else and it riles him up (she didn’t have any else to wear to bed and that’s all she found) 🫣🏃🏾‍♀️

Looks Better On You

• Usopp x Fem!reader • (18+)

Opla!Usopp

CW: oral (fem receiving), fingering, usopp is reader’s sneaky link, semi-public sex, groping, slapping, usopp eating 🐱 from the back

Cee’s Note: omg @heyyeaa you are SO REAL for this request! Side note: He is TOO FINE in that white shirt 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 this was long overdue but I hope you still enjoy 😉

[minors do NOT interact; explicit content ahead]

“Try to keep quiet f’me”

You nod your head, biting your lip, silencing your whimpers as Usopp worked his tongue from behind.

You found yourself in this situation when Usopp caught you wandering the ship after hours, wearing nothing but his white long sleeve shirt.

You apologized profusely for taking his shirt without permission when you noticed him staring at you in awe. His eyes gaped at your exposed thighs and how the shirt clung to your curvy waist.

Before you knew it, you were bent over the side of the ship rails as Usopp hands spread your thick ass cheeks and devoured your pussy from behind.

“M’couldn’t help myself,” Usopp muffled between your pussy lips.

He brought his finger to prod at your hole as he licks strides up and down your sex, burying his face further in your ass.

You writhe on top, gripping the rail for support, as you feel him slip another finger inside you as his mouth continued to lap at your folds.

It was getting more difficult to contain your moans between the stretch of his long fingers and his tongue swirling and sucking up all your slick.

“U-Usopp…ah!”

You jump slightly as you felt a slight tap on your ass.

“Uh uh” Usopp tsks before kneading the flesh of your ass, “you gon wake the others. You want them to find out our little secret?”

When you first joined the crew, Usopp was the first person you got close to. Over time, conversations became more flirtatious and next thing you knew, you were getting your back blown out almost every night.

You buried your head down into your arm to keep your cries muffled as you start to push yourself farther back as Usopp inserted a third finger inside you.

You could feel yourself getting close with every pump of his finger hitting your sweet spot.

“Get there, baby,” Usopp whispered softly as he began to quicken the pace of his fingers inside you.

You begin to feel your body shake as your orgasm consumed your senses. Eyes rolling back and arm clasped over your mouth as a stream of moans spilled from your mouth.

You can hear a low groan from Usopp as he lapped up the rest of your juices, getting every last drop. Your body slumped against the rail, as you tried to calm your breathing.

You look behind you to find Usopp’s goofy grin, giving your ass one last kiss before bringing his face to yours. Your could taste yourself on his tongue as he continued to kiss you passionately.

“You want your shirt back?” you joked, when you two finally broke from the kiss.

“Nah”, he smirks before giving your lips another peck.

“Looks way better on you”

[demilypyro]

I just figured out what you kind of reminded me of: erotic fandom portrayals of Midna from Twilight Princess. The spirit of a regal dommy mommy in the form of a silly (though still pretty cute and curvy) little imp. An silly little imp that is FULLY capable of being the mightiest to heel if she so desires. But, unlike Midna, the imp form is by choice. Oh and an added passion of the performing arts, especially clowning. If I'm off-base on this read, feel free to correct me.

Nah you're cooking I approve

[phoniexrose02]

Robby Keene x Black! Reader

You awoke with a Painful ache in your Back, This Week had Really Been Beating your Ass. Both of your Jobs Decided to Work you to the Nail, Unfortunately Missing your Boyfriend's Karate Tournament. Robby Understood of course, But you'd Felt like such an Ass and When you found out about the Outcome you'd Felt even More Responsible. Everything Just Seemed to Be working against you Right now.

"Next Off Day Robby I Swear..."

You Held your phone Close to your Ear an Huffed a Tired Breathe"You know I want too~" stared around the empty Breakroom, Robby Sat awake in New bed. He'd Felt a Bit Odd in his New Room an Decided to Spark the Room up a bit, a lit preroll in between his fingers. Getting high asf after all the recent shit he'd been threw was Great But as great as it way all he could think about right now was You.

"Mm~ you Owe me like 24hr Worth of Cuddles already Sweetheart" He Grumbled out staring up into his Ceiling."I might be able to Get the Weekend~" You smiled to yourself, it finally felt Forever since you'd seen Him and now that he Lived closer you could get to him a lot cheaper." We can Cuddle all we Want, Maybe ruin that New Bed of yours~" you Whispered, Robby Could Feel the Ideas coming to his Mind. His Dick Getting excited to the thought, you Groaned Looking Toward the Clock.

Back to it I guess....

"My 30 mins is almost up, I'll see you This weekend Baby"

As the Called Ended Robby Stared around his Room, Looked a bit Bland...Soo he Decides to make it Fun For both of you. He Spend a Good Chunk of his Weekly allowance to Deck out his Room, Posters, New Pillows, Candles, an a few pedals and Flowers. He let himself Browse around the mall for anything else that Would lighten your Mood, Robby smiled after a bit of Walking around Laying his Eyes on the Perfect Gift.

As Friday Came you routinely Called Him up after your shift as you Waited for your Lyft."Hope you weren't Working to Hard gorgeous" you smiled Bright as you usually did when he Answered your Call."Mm'Trying" you spoke quietly."I Called a Ride I should be Over in a bit"

"Cancel it."

"Wha- Why??"

He hung up Leaving You a Bit confused an Huffed before putting him on you speaker you Cancelled your Ride, Before you could fully register his request you were pulled away with a Loud honk." Need a Lift Gorgeous" your eyes Fell on the EagleFang Van."No Way he let you Drive it!" You yelled happily prancing to the Passengers Seat, as you were about to hop in You Noting the Beautiful flower bouquets."Oh Robby, how Gentleman Like~" you Hop in Setting your Bag onto the Ground an the Flowers in your lap.

"Only the Best for my Girl~" You Both Lean in for a Longing Kiss, He let his ringed Fingers Gently Rest on your Face, the Cool Metal Meeting your Warm Cheeks." I Missed you~" he Quietly Hummed out as he pulled away from you." I missed you Too, I'm so Sorry I couldn't get to you Sooner"

"Don't worry bout it baby, We'll make it all Up tonight~"

You Placed your Hand on his Thigh Most of the Drive, it Seemed like so much to talk about But Silence Quickly Over took."Soo, how are things? Living with your Dad I Mean.." he Huffed as if to think very Carefully about the Subject."Better. I'm actually gonna be a Big Brother" You Eyes instantly Widened in Shock."Holy Fuck I didn't think he had it in him! So how do you Feel? Have you Met her yet?" He Nodded letting out a Relieved Sigh." She's cool, I'm kinda Proud of him, it's still a little weird tho. But we're working through it.." he finally Said with a Confident Smile, You let your hand rest on his shoulder an Gently Grazed at his Neck.

The small gesture Brought him Comfort, as he Pulled into the Driveway and Parked the Car He finally Looked over to you, Your Curvy Body Shoved into the Uncomfortable Work uniform."Is He Home?" You asked Softly Taking in your Surroundings, an Robby Examined your Beautiful Lips as you Speak." nah, He promised to go stay with her tonight." You smiled and He Gave a Bright one back, you Both Grabbed your things before Heading Inside.

"I love you, you know that?" he Blurted out Randomly in the Hallway as he Stopped at his Door, a Smirk stretched against your chubby Cheeks."I know Robby~" you planted a kiss to his Cheek, an you two Proceeded to open his door.

Smoke n' Fuck?~

You giggled at as the Read the petals aligned on his Bed. You examined his Room an Smiled, you loved just Being in his Safe Space it Brought you comfort." It's amazing Baby, and of Course I'll Smoke N' Fuck with you~" You pull off your uncomfony work shoes and place them next to the door with your Bag."You want some of my clothes?" You placed the Flowers at his Desk an began to Strip from your Tight Clothes as Time Robby started to Rummage through his Draws.

"Sure. You got Sum Rolled for me?~" you Wrapped your arms around his Waist letting your tits Press Heavily onto his Back." Of Course, I also got another Present for ya".

He Dug into the Bottom of his Draws handed the you a gifted wrapped bag,You Gush as you pulled out a Box Reading 'Magic Wand' with a Smirk."You didn't~" it'd felt like forever since you two had Been intimate, you Pulled the Toy From the Box Before turning it on. The strong vibrations in your fingers Send a Tinkle Down your Spine. You play with the Settings of the Toy Smirking at the highest. "Wanna Test it Out?~"

You Nodded an he helped you Undress the rest of you clothing, you Plopped down onto the bed some petals Falling to the Floor in Result. You watched from his Bed as a Pulled off his Top an Slipped a Prerolled into his Mouth, you bite your lip as Taking in his Beautiful physique."I know we said 'Fuck Cobra Kai' , But Damn Did they get you Ripped~" he quickly discarding of his pants with a Chuckled. Only left in his Boxers he Crawled in between your legs Spreading them to his Liking, your glistening Cunt in perfect view. You hand him the Wand and he Switches it out for the J.

"Fuck Cobra Kai, this was all Me Baby~" he turned it onto its first setting as you took a long Drag. He let out a quiet groan at the strong vibrations, something about it making him Dick Twitch."You ready Beautiful?~" You Nodded Resting On your Elbows, Robby Made sure to place the ashtray onto his Bed as soon as he Lit it so you two would have no Reason to Split apart again.

He placed the Toy Against your gush Cunt, the Strong Vibration Made Jerk. He Held your Side with one hand keeping you steady."Easy Baby, Relax~" Robby slowly moved the Soft Bud Up to your Clit, an you Took another Huff with a Quiet Hum. You Wiggled your hips against the Vibrating toy." Your Leaking all over this thing baby, I take it you like?~" you Nodded in approval taking another hit before Gently Shoving the Toy away.

"It's a really stimulating, But you Promised me a Good Fuck~" you Two Switched out once again and you turned on the wand settings up. "You sure you can Handle that? Seem a Little jumpy with this thing alone." Robby asked as he Hit the Joint as you played with yourself in Bliss."Jumpy's Good, an you usually have the strength to keep me Down~" your Toes Curled as you Found your Sweet Spots with the Toy."Hey! Your Not Cumming without me~"

Robby Placed the Roach onto the Ashtray before Pulling his Hard Dick From his Boxers. He Ran his Hard Cock threw your Leaking Folds He Let out a Gentle Grunt as he Made Contact with the Toy, you Gently place your hands against his Guiding the Toy to your Sweet Spots."Fuck~ your Gushing~" He Held your hips n Place before Shoving his Tip in your Hole, he Sunk inside Your soaking Cunt.

Robby's hips Shook as his Pelvis met with the Buzzing Plaything, He Hummed as his Hips Quickly Jerked into you. His Rough Thrust Making Dawning you Speechless, you Fell Back into the Pillows as Robby Fucked you into the Mattress.

Fuck New Favorite~

"More! More!~" you Chanted To him as you Reached For his Abs, he Growled an Tensed Ramming down Deep, Your hips Jump as Robby placed the Toy onto its highest Setting He let out a Deep Moan Feeling the Vibration himself,Your Walls Clung on tight forcing him to Speed up his Thrust.

" Oh God! Oh God! I'm Cumming Robby! I'm Cumming!~" You Gripped at the Sheets and your Toes Curl, he pulled the Wand from your Cunt as you Spilled you Juices onto him, Robby Pulled himself out and with a Few Strokes he Cums over your stomach and Clit."Fuck, I think this might be my New Favorite~" He Pulled himself from the Bed and put away the Wand. "We'll play with her More Later" You were left pretty Boneless as he Cleaned you up, your high brain Going Bland for a sec.

"Fuck...I got Munchies now" You shameful Whispered an he Giggled Fixing the Sweat Strands of Hair and pulling on a Pair of Sweatpants." Let me take you out..?"

"No Way, You still owe me my Cuddles" he Slide back into Bed Pulling you Close to his Chest, he was Warm against your back and his hands Gripped your Naked Waist Tight."How about DoorDash an a movie?" He Grunted at the thought of spending anything on him at all." If we Smoke before It'll Taste Better..."

"Fine, But I refuse to let you leave my Bed Pretty Girl~"

More Cobra Kai 🐍

[shotmrmiller]

Omg your post about simon having a real petite wife? Brilliant love that.

Now imagine it flipped.

Simons missus looking like a goddamn fertility idol. All tall, curvy, making people's heads spin like a goddamn tabletop whenever she walks, she thinks it's simon who's 6'4and built the way he is but he's like nah love that's all you.

Not saying the rest of 141 want in but being between those two deities might be high on all their lists!!

Kyle has to crane his neck to talk to her and he loves it. His head reaching her shoulders type beat.

John Price knows exactly who she is. He may or may not have already been in between the two. That's need to know.

Johnny is shameless in his adoration. He always thought LT was a total babe but now he's bringing his TALL GODDESS WIFE??? he's panting behind them both like the puppy he is.

She's giving Lady Dimitrescu, tbh.

[missyandthemisfits]

Souya ‘Angry’ Kawata - Big Sis Baji

A/N - Hey so got a couple different headcannon ideas floating around for this one, but I feel like Baji might only really approve of his sister dating a few folks - Souya is one of the few. Couldn’t stop writing this I love Bluebell so much 💙

Anywho

Souya ‘Angry’ Kawata x Baji’s Older Sister 

. • . O . • .

• It goes without saying that Souya would not only fall hard, but pretty damn quickly after a friendship has been established- but let’s backtrack a bit-

• Souya meets (Name) at a Toman meeting one evening, the meeting adjourned pretty quickly due to the low, consistent growl of Mikey’s stomach

Good thing it was informal, just the Captains and Vice Captains of each division, maybe one or two others 

But honestly, that begged an even bigger question; who was this vaguely familiar dark haired beauty? And what was she doing talking with Mikey and Draken so casually?

He was just about to shrug it off when Baji approached 

“There a reason you tossin’ that mean mug at my sister?”

Baji was half joking … but also half serious

He knew Angry meant no harm but it still sort of ticked him off - he’s very protective of his own when it comes down to it

“Huh?!”

- Is what Angry said, vein popping as he stuck his neck out. Now what he meant by that was ‘Was I really?’ 

We all know this boy is kinda bad at communicating with people

“There a problem here?” Nahoya chimes, already itching for a fight, any excuse would do

“Keisuke! Are you picking fights again?”

The dark haired beauty in question huffs over, stern look, hands on her admittedly curvy hips

“Relax-,” She reaches up, yanking on his ear with no remorse 

“How can I? God, all this time and you’re still causing me trouble!” 

Nahoya is hysterical at the sight of Baji’s embarrassed, defeated face. Souya on the other hand starts to grow flustered, finally putting the pieces together 

“I’m sorry about him!” She bows a bit in apology, an ear still between her soft fingers, “You’re um… Souya and Nahoya, right?”

Souya opens his mouth to speak but Nahoya beats him to the punch

“Yea, what of it? Who the Hell are ya, anyway?”

Souya gives his brother a look but she only laughs, completely unfazed 

“She’s in our class, Nahoya…,”

“Oh yeeea, must’ve been catching some Z’s or somethin’. My bad!”

Souya shakes his head and she suddenly grabs his hands in both of hers, successfully startling him

“Well it’s nice to meet you both again. I hope we can be friends!” 

He’s flustered, eyes on the ground, but stutters out a small “yea…”

From then on, at least when they decided to show up to class, she makes a point to eat lunch with them, occasionally walking them to Toman meetings 

She’s much kinder and more bubbly than what they expect, not to mention a total Otaku - something Nahoya found hilarious but Souya silently found cute

She was also very stubborn but that apple didn’t fall too far at all

Doesn’t take Nahoya too much longer to start making excuses as to why he can’t tag along - Souya is seriously confused, and honestly worried his brother has an issue with (Name) - he could be fickle like that

“Nah, she’s cool. For a girl anyway.”

Blue is even more confused

“Then…what’s up?”

Smiley starts to snicker, Angry’s brow furrows 

“Ya like her, don’t you?”

Souya feels something tug at his heartstrings-

Did he…?

He definitely enjoyed her company - the evening visits to Convenience Stores, the late night chats about the latest chapters of whatever manga, even the study sessions were pleasant. 

And at some point he’d gotten used to it- pretending his palms weren’t sweaty, ignoring his racing heart rate, chalking up the absent minded stares to ‘looking out for her’ in his mind, somehow oblivious to the fact he couldn’t keep his eyes off her-

It…was starting to make some real sense

He took a moment to exhale shakily and nodded, face the color of beets. Nahoya shrugged 

“Sooo…ask her out already.”

“WHAT?!?”

He’s panicking at just the thought, rattling off a million and one excuses like ‘She probably already has someone’ and ‘Her friendship is more than enough’

UGH so sweet, so obviously smitten

Only takes a few more days for Nahoya to lose patience & snatch his phone, typing up a message and hovering over ‘send’ devilishly 

“Either you send it or I do - what’s it gonna be?” 

Souya is mortified as he begrudgingly hits ‘send’, burying his hands into his thick hair after dropping his phone to the carpeted floor

“I can’t do this-,”

“Seriously? All you did was send ‘Can we talk’ - quit bein a wuss.”

They start to get into it and almost miss the vibration, both peering down at the screen

‘Sure! Your place or mine?’

He scrambles to get his phone before his twin, barely getting a ‘I’ll come to you!’ in before having his phone stolen again

“Wear something cute~,” Nahoya mouths the text out, pressing send before tossing the phone at his brother 

Doesn’t know  whether to be pissed, scared, or excited at this point- so be settles for a jittery combination of the three

Puts on his cleanest pair of khakis and a semi-formal, sleeved shirt because??? Reasons??? So cute bless him 

She put on just a little bit of makeup, flowy dress stopping mid-thigh, as if this wasn’t difficult enough for the boy

So nervous he’s having trouble standing - but manages to squeak out something -

His face is covered by his shaking hand and his eyes are squeezed shut, his other hand in a death-grip on his trousers

“I’m sorry…? I didn’t quite catch that one, Souya-,”

Blurts it out louder than he meant to this time, backpedaling IMMEDIATELY in an attempt to take it all back

“I- no- what I mean is- ah-,” starts to give up, “You can just…go home now…I already know it’s a long shot. Sorry I wasted your time…”

Refuses to look up

She’s hugging him close in the next moment tho burying her face into his shirt.

“Please don’t make me leave…not before I tell you I like you too.” 

He is SO shocked

Like his legs start to give out

Eventually wraps his shaky arms around her and buries his face in her sweet-smelling hair

They’re there like that for a while 

Neither of them wants to let go but eventually, a text comes through from Nahoya and Souya jumps

“S-sorry,” she waves it off, “I can…walk you up stairs if you’d like? I-I mean if that’s s-something you want!”

She shakes her head and smiles, glancing back at the apartment window

“I’ll be okay from here. Besides, my dad would totally kill me if I brought up a cute boy, or any boy for that matter-,”

His heart starts beating faster if you can believe it - so much so  he almost thinks he’s having a heart attack 

“Well… Goodnight.” She squeezes his hand before reluctantly letting go and waving, practically running back into her apartment building

He’s just…on cloud 9

Total romantic though so eventually he decided that the confession wasn’t nearly enough for this girl

Writes an entire love letter and places it in her locker, finding officially asking her out much easier that way

Before he knows it, she’s racing to embrace him outside the school gates, pulling away just enough to hold his hands gingerly with a laugh

“Honestly, I thought we were official already, but yes a thousand times yes, Souya.” 

His face heats up like it has many times before

Can’t help but tear up a little

…Keisuke is one of the last people to know funnily enough

Shocked but not bothered so that’s good

Dassa green light

In The Relationship 

Souya is so very sweet, everything done with timid, thoughtful care

Long before they even started dating, she happened to try his bento once and loved it - made mental notes on her likes and dislikes about it and started curtailing it specifically for her enjoyment 

So yes absolutely he starts making her lunch for her twice a week - she promises she’ll be just fine without it, he swears he enjoys doing it for her - he really does tho 

Random food based games like ‘Guess the secret ingredient’ after he’s comfortable enough to know she wouldn’t mind it

Grocery shopping dates, because he loves the market

Dates to anime cafes because a) she’s really into anime and b) he finally has a reason to go and try the food there - Nahoya promised he would but he’s far too easily distracted and forgetful 

Also yea, Baji’s sister? Kind of flirty when she’s interested in someone so like she flusters him on accident AND on purpose?

Definitely super cute when he’s all blushy and squirmy tho

Takes MONTHS to get to the FIRST kiss - and she’s most def initiating it, no way around that

Typically will initiate all the kisses but there are telltale signs when he wants one

Starts to play with his hands, his eyes darting from her lips, to the ground, to whatever’s in this distance, back to her lips 

Teasingly presses her nose to his, nuzzling and lying in wait occasionally 

“You’re gonna have to kiss me at some point ~”

And he does eventually work up the nerve to close the very small distance 

She becomes the official taste tester for both twins, quite the honor 

His love language is light physical affection and words of affirmation 

Absolutely melts at the lightest caress to his cheek, subconsciously leaning into it every time 

Compliments are NOT something he’s used to but boy does he love them, all of them 

They make him all tingly but the real personal ones about how pretty his eyes are or how soft his hair is or how cute he looked in that outfit last night?

He could just die and go to Heaven on the spot 

Petnames include “Angel, Honeybee, and Sweetness” 

Apologized profusely the first time he let one slip out

But she reaches for his hands, removing them from his face, and places gentle kisses on each fingertip, something she often did when he was overwhelmed - and once again he finds himself melting into her touch

So very, very soft for this girl 

Bonus 

Keisuke honestly had no idea his sister was into one of the ‘ogres’ - granted he didn’t get to see her much after the divorce

He was fairly curious as to why she chose him

“He’s so very kind and honest…always going out of his way to help his friends and family selflessly. And have you tried his cooking? It’s so good! How could I not fall for him?”

He smirked from his spot on the swing set, satisfied with answer

“Yea alright…just don’t go having any babies, I’m not ready to be an uncle.”

“What the Hell, Kei?!”

He laughed as she punched him square in the arm

As long as she was cared for and happy

. • . O . • .

[gothic-thoughts]

Imagine if in part three of the zoro fic, in the end, reader doesn’t go with Zoro because they are two different paths so reader is going their separate way and because they are two different people than they were three years ago so they may not work out in the end

Nah, cuz I was thinking the same thing

Not Behind, Just Apart. (finale)

Roronoa Zoro x Black Fem Reader Smut (Fluff)

MDNI, Exes2Lovers

TW: Blood mention, implied mass/murder

CW: shower sex, powersub!Reader, afab parts, she/her pronouns under the cut, unprotected cream🥧, implied situationship??

Part 1⇉ Right Here

Part 2⇉ Right Here

Word Count: 1779 (give or take)

Previously:

"Shall we?"

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Once you two stepped inside, two guards side-eyed the two of you, knowing the both of you. Zoro scans the area, counting 7 armed guards scattered about the lobby area alone but he wasn't sure if there were more upstairs near the rooms. One walked up to you, causing the green-haired man to tighten his grip on one of his blades as you boldly stepped forward. The guard glanced at him before focusing on you. 

"Can I help you?"

"Yeah," You force a smile, "I'm looking for a thief."

"A thief? Heh, aren't you a pirate?"

"Exactly, so you know much I want my shit back. Have you seen a man that lives here: kinda tall, blonde hair, old as dirt? He owes me a pouch of berry."

He rolls his eyes, "Yeah, you two can't be here; you have to go."

Your patience fleets and you hold your hips, left pinky brushing against the handle of your sword, ready to draw.

"I'll only hurt him if he hurts me first. That's only fair."

"Like I said, lady, I can't let either of you in here."

"Sure you can, put us down as visitors."

You try to walk around him only for him to stop you with a stiff arm at your chest. The other guard steps forward with a hand on his sword as the other guards see the scene and jog down the stairs closest to them to encircle you and Zoro.

"Last warning; I really need my money back."

"This is your last warning; get lost. You and your bodyguard."

You look back at Zoro, who has a small smirk and a raised eyebrow before looking back at the guard with a coldness in your eyes.

"Bodyguard?"

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About 15 minutes later, (Y/n) and Zoro were standing in her thief's hotel room, covered in a thin layer of sweat with blood splotches all over their clothes. Nothing else in the room could be heard besides her light panting as she stood over the thief's body and sheathed her crimson-stained sword. Zoro, however, looked unphased by the strenuous swordfight as he casually wiped his sword with a cloth before effortlessly sliding it back into the scabbard.

"Might've gotten...too lost."

"Yeah, well," He snickers behind her, "Technically, they were harboring a criminal."

(Y/n) looks over her shoulder with a smirk, "Roronoa Zoro on my side? Unheard of."

"Alright, that's enough."

Chuckling, she kneels to the dead man's body and rummages through his pocket for a second before pulling out a bulging, palm-sized pouch from his jacket.

"Damn," Zoro crossed his arms, "It's a wonder how he took that from you."

"Shut up; I was drunk at the time."

"Clearly."

 "Unfortunately for him, not drunk enough. I'm gonna use this bastard's shower and get all this blood off."

"Yeah, me too. Don't take too long."

She walks into the bathroom and takes off everything from her sheath to her heeled boots before stepping into the warm cascade of the shower while Zoro remains where she left him. His deep brown eyes stayed fixated on the bathroom door, flitting about the flimsy oak with a mind crowded with ideas of how she looked bare, hot water droplets racing down her plump, curvy body.

For 10 minutes, the ex-pirate hunter tried to keep himself together, pacing back and forth in front of the door with his eyes shut, relishing the thoughts since they wouldn't leave him alone. Zoro hears her hum of contentment echo off the restroom walls, ultimately driving the swordsman crazy enough to walk inside.

(Y/n) stops mid-motion to peek around the wooden divider and see him pulling off his shirt, unable to help staring as his abs were revealed inch by inch, and it wasn't long before his entire body was on display, erection and all. His hungry eyes never left hers as if he was devoting every roll, stretch mark, and hair to memory, well aware that they would go their separate ways again. 

Because he knew her. Zoro wasn't stupid; no matter how much he wanted her to join, he knew (Y/n) was dedicated to her lone-wolf lifestyle. It's what he loved about her. He steps closer, his bare chest mere inches from her nude body.

"I gotta get back so..."

He steps in and under the showerhead and silently allows her to watch from behind with bated breath as his fingers scratch and scrub the blood out of his hair before his hands slide down his arms to cleanse them next. Slowly, he looks over his shoulder, dewdrops falling prettily from his eyelashes when he blinks.

"You never planned on staying."

(Y/n)'s head shakes slowly, water dripping from the spiraled strands. "I can't."

"I know." He sighs turning around fully, trying to keep his gaze above her collarbone, "Did you even think about it?"

"I did, but how hard do you really need to think about something if you already know your answer?"

The swordsman stepped forward and once close enough, his hand was on her lower back, pulling her waist to his, pubic hair flush against each other. 

"My thoughts exactly." He chuckles, the sound barely above the sound of the water, "That being said, let's get this over with." 

His other hand slid up the span of her spine, stopping at the base of her skull to guide her face into their first passionate kiss. Of course, during their fights, she's gotten close enough to place a peck on him mockingly just to leave him disoriented before escaping, but this time it was his kiss. 

And it wasn't just a minor peck—his tongue delved between her lips with an eager moan as he tasted her completely as if he was never going to see her again. He knew he would; he just didn't know how long it'd be until he'd feel her like this again. Her arms snake around his waist as she moans into his mouth with the same eagerness at the sensation, which drives him to pick her up and pin her against the shower wall. (Y/n) locks her legs around his waist, the pads of her fingers pressing into the flesh of his shoulders.

"Who knew you needed to fight alongside me to reveal this side of you?"

"What can I say...somethin' about watching you swordfight your way up a flight of stairs."

"And not all those other times you fought and chased me through places, Roronoa?"

"Guess not." Zoro smirks, "You just love saying my name, huh?" 

"It's a pretty name~"

He pulls her pelvis even tighter against the erect shaft between them while dipping his face into her neck and whispering, "Say it again, don't want you forgetting it in the time we're apart."

"Roronoa~"

He grabs the base of his cock, aiming the tip at your plump folds, "Again."

"Roronoa, come on already."

With a gentle bite on her shoulder, he finally slides his girth through the snug, velvet walls of her cunt. His eyes flutter shut as he breathes curses in (Y/n) ear before locking eyes and continuing their kiss while he begins to guide her up and down his dick.

Zoro groans between kisses, hands moving from her waist to her plump ass, holding on tightly as he takes thrusts harder, their soaking wet bodies slapping together while the water cascades around them.

"My god, yes," She moans, wiping water out of her face, "Don't fuckin' stop. Fuck, please don't."

"I won't," Zoro growls in her mouth, pushing another curl out of her face, "I'm not going anywhere. When I'm done in here, I'mma take your wet body on that fuckin' bed out there, got it?" 

"Yeah, fuck yes~"

"Yes, who? Didn't I tell you to keep saying my name?" His thrusts became deeper and more forceful, "I meant that shit. Say it the whole fuckin' time."

"Yes, Zoro!"

"Wrong one; everybody says that one." His strong hand smacks her ass, the water making it hurt more, "Try again."

"R'noa!"

"Sorry, couldn't hear you, (Y/n). Shower's too loud." He smacks her ass again, "What was that?"

"Roronoa!" (Y/n)'s head falls forward, resting on his shoulder, "Shit, you goin' too fast!"

"You're a pirate; keep up then."

"I can't, shit..."

"Then cum."

His breath was hot against her ear while he squeezed and massaged the flesh as he made (Y/n) bounce up and down his girth, taking control of their pleasure. He places open-mouth kisses on her neck, licking up her Adam's apple, making the sound of her moan echo off the shower wall as she cums hard—her tight pussy walls flexing and pulsing as she coats him in nectar. 

Zoro grunts as he gives a few more deep thrusts, milking (Y/n)'s release as much as he can before turning off the water and carrying her to the bedroom. Unbothered by the dead thief on the floor, he crashes their dripping bodies on his bed, where he resumes his thrusts, wet bodies once again slapping together.

"Sh-shit, baby, chill~"

Zoro chuckles breathlessly, "Chill? You can't take it, huh?"

"S'fuckin' fast, you too big to be goin' this h-ard~"

"I'mma hold that against you, you know. Fuuuck~"

He reaches between their bodies, rubbing her clit in circles with his thumb, groaning when you tighten around him, sucking him impossibly deeper and breaking his rhythm. He grabs (Y/n)'s legs and rests them over his shoulders, moving his hips faster, and he nears his climax, trying to take you with him.

Zoro encourages (Y/n)'s second release, leaning down to capture your lips in a bruising kiss as his rhythm falters, his desire for ecstasy growing stronger each time his cock drags through her depths. It wasn't long before (Y/n) cums again with a loud gasp of first name. Her legs tremble, ankles dangling by his ears while she convulses, taking Zoro with her as his orgasm crashes over him.

"Ro-R'noa~!"

"Yesss, I know~" Zoro growls, his hips bucking as he fills you with his seed. "Fuuck... (Y/n)..." 

His eyes were clenched shut, and his hips didn't stop while his thick seed erupted against her cervix. The swordsman moaned above you with uneven pants as he leans down to capture your lips in another sloppily kiss as the grip on you loosened as he puts your legs down, refusing to pull his still-hard cock out just yet.

"You really are something else," he admits, running a hand through your still-wet curls, "You know we could have nights like this more often if you joined the crew."

"You know I'm a loner."

"Though...tonight was really fun... maybe you can call me and tell me what island you're on. Maybe I'll swing by."

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(a/n): Updating my format, u like?💅🏾

[daddy-nanami-69]

daddy, do you have visual preferences when it comes to women? like petite/skinny/curvy? or you dont mind either?

Nah I'm not picky guy so i don't mind if she's tall or short or skinny or chubby all girls deserve some love

[thatsmzbitchtoyou]

Pretty Pointy Smile Chapter 3

Summary:  Bucky was born different, and has been judged for it ever since.  His father has had enough and sells him to the circus.  The acceptance and love of his newfound family, and the beautifully fierce ringmaster, help him realize he’s not the monster everyone else made him out to be.

vampire!bucky barnes x curvy!reader This is set in more of like the 1950-60s/ish time period. Warnings: eventual smut, physical assault, a gun, a lion attack

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The vampire act was a hit, just as Y/N predicted.  Tickets were selling out almost immediately every time they touched down in a new town.  The story of the vampire in America was spreading quickly, and Y/N couldn’t be happier.  And if she was being honest with herself, as great as the money was, she enjoyed doing the act, as it gave her more time to be with Bucky.  

They had grown into a deep friendship, where he was always there to be like a right hand man, backing her up on decisions and giving advice where warranted.  His smile grew daily as he embraced his teeth.  The fangs made him even more handsome than he already was, and she at times had to look away from him for fear of not trusting herself to act appropriately.  She had told herself it was best to never be with a fellow circus member romantically, especially since she was the boss.  Yet she was finding it harder by the day as he would hold her possessively as he “fed” from her every night.

As the circus was being packed to leave for the next town after another successful night, Bucky was folding up tarps and loading them into a truck bed near the edge of the circus when he heard the taunting.

“Is that the vampire?” a young man’s voice rang out from behind him.  Bucky stiffened but didn’t turn around, pretending like he hadn’t heard him.

“Hey you, with the tarp, turn around!” another voice hollered.  Bucky quickly loaded the last few things and shut the truck bed door, rounding to the front of the truck and back towards where the others were fixing things up.

“Hey man, I was talking to you!” a voice much closer said, and a hand wrenched Bucky to turn around.  He came face to face with a few young men, standing close and looking at him suspiciously.

“No, you must be mistaken,” Bucky said through pursed lips, trying to hide his teeth.  

“Nah, see you look just like the vampire.  See I told you it’s all fake.  Circuses are just illusions,” the first man nudged the one next to him.

“I’m sorry, it’s not me.  Excuse me,” Bucky tried to end the conversation and turned to leave but was pulled back.

“Hey where do you think you’re going, you demon?” another demanded.  “Monsters like you don’t get to just walk around among normal people,” he spat at Bucky then punched him in the gut.  Bucky doubled over, gasping for air as he held his stomach.  “Go back to hell where you belong,” the first man said, kicking the back of one of his legs so he fell on his face.

“Get him!” one of them yelled, and the assault began.  All Bucky could feel was pain.  He tried to fight back, tried to cover his face but would be doubled over again by a kick, a slap, and someone trying to rip at his hair.

*BANG*

A shot rang out that made them all immediately stop.  Bucky slowly looked up until he saw Y/N holding a rifle, pointed at the group of men.  Next to her stood Peter, the strong man Thor, and the lion tamer Steve holding back one of the younger lions, each of them looking ready to wage war.  He had seen Y/N angry before, but this was different.  This was maniacal.

“Get away from him, NOW!” she screamed.

The men moved away from Bucky, slowly backing up.

“Now ma’am, there’s no need for that.  We were just taking care of the vampire that’s obsessed with you, we were trying to save–”

“SAVE ME?” She looked like a nerve was about to pop.  “You filthy, lowdown, Jesus cock-sucking neanderthals think I need saving?” Y/N laughed, her smile and her eyes too wide for it to look natural.  “But who’s going to save you?” The men all looked at each other in fear, trying to back away faster.  “Get ‘em,” she hissed towards Steve.  He smiled and let go of the collar on the lion.  The men screamed and ran as the lion chased after them.  Two of them made it out but the third wasn’t so lucky, getting taken down quickly, the lion ripping into the man’s arm.  

“Saber!  *whoot*” Steve whistled.  The lion immediately stopped, dropping the man’s tattered but still attached arm, then jogged back to Steve like a puppy.  “Good girl,” he congratulated her as she came close, grabbing her collar and feeding her a large piece of meat.  The man struggled to stand and ran out of the fairgrounds.

“Should we call the police?” Peter suggested nonchalantly.

“Yes, tell them some troublemakers beat one of our staff and tried to mess with the lions,” Thor said quietly.  Peter quickly ran off.

Y/N ran over to Bucky, falling to the ground and crouching over him protectively.  “Bucky, oh Buck, you poor thing,” her hands hovered over him, afraid to touch in case she caused more pain.  

“Y/N,” Bucky mumbled as he looked up at her.  His upper lip was swollen, a black eye forming quickly, and his voice sounded wheezy as he tried to breath.

Thor walked over and carefully picked Bucky up, making him cry out in pain.  “Come lad, let’s get you looked at.”

“My tent,” Y/N instructed, reaching a hand out and touching Bucky’s leg as they all marched to the corner tent.  “Steve, go get our doctor.”

“Yes ma’am,” Steve said then ran in the opposite direction with Saber hot on his heels.

Thor set Bucky down on Y/N’s bed, giving him a once-over.  “It sounds like he might have cracked or broken ribs.  And this lip is stuck on his fang,” he said pointing to his face.

“Thank you, Thor.  Please watch for the doctor outside while I try to clean him up a bit,” Y/N said, pushing him out while grabbing a bag from her vanity.  As Thor left she came back to Bucky.

“Okay, love, this is going to hurt but I need you to take your shirt off,” she said, tugging lightly at the hem of his shirt.  Bucky nodded and shifted as best as he could as she pulled it up and over his head.  He hissed and moaned at the pain in his side, his eyes shut tight as he tried to lay perfectly still.  “I’m sorry,” Y/N whispered as she tucked the shirt off to the side.  She flitted around him, assessing the injuries that needed immediate attention.  She grabbed a bottle and a rag from the bag, tipping the bottle over to the rag then softly reaching it up to his face.

“This is witch hazel, should help with the bruising and swelling,” she said as she wiped the rag along his face.  It stung a little but wasn’t bad.  She then brought her fingers towards his mouth.  “Let’s get this lip off your tooth, okay?  It’s probably very sensitive, so I apologize in advance,” she warned, then gingerly grabbed his lip between two fingers and started pulling it down and away to unhook it from his fang.  Bucky hissed again, gritting his teeth as his lip bled when it was free from the fang.  Y/N grimaced and quickly wiped at his lip with the witch hazel, grabbing another rag to dab at the bleeding.  

“I’m so sorry, Bucky.  I’m so sorry this happened,” Y/N sniffled, slow tears falling from her eyes as she tried cleaning off the dust from his face and down his neck.  

Bucky frowned, reaching one of his hands to her wrist and giving it a squeeze. “Why are you sorry?  It’s not your fault.  This has been happening to me for my whole life, Y/N.  Usually I can fight back pretty well.  I just wasn’t expecting it this time.”

“No, you shouldn’t have to do that!” she cried, her hands busying themselves and wiping the dirt and sweat off his chest, applying more witch hazel over the bruising along his ribs.  “Why do people have to be so awful?” she whispered as she finished up her cleaning, throwing the rags off to the side.  “To you, the sweetest, most gentle man.  I just…I don’t understand.”

Bucky watched her, his eyes widening as she praised him.  “Y/N, I–”

“The doctor is here,” Thor announced, throwing open the tent door.

“Oh, yes,” Y/N jumped up and quickly wiped away her tear stained cheeks.  “Happy, please help him.”

“Hm,” Happy leaned down and inspected Bucky.  He gave a small push to Bucky’s ribs, making him hiss, then pulled out an instrument that looked like a tiny trumpet, placing it against the area near Bucky’s ribs and putting his ear to the other side of it, listening to his breathing.  After a few more pokes and prods, then applying some bandages, he stood up straight.

“Cracked ribs, but not fully broken.  That’s why he sounds wheezy.  He’ll need to sit still as best as he can for a few weeks to let it heal properly.  The lip and the black eye are superficial, they should clear up fine.  You were lucky, vampy,” Happy said as he packed up his bag.  “But no more vamping for a while.  And you’ll need to change his dressings once a day.  If anything changes just let me know.”

“Thank you, Happy,” Y/N sighed, rubbing her face and sitting back down next to Bucky on the bed.

“No problem, stay still Buck.”

“You got it doc,” Bucky sassed back, giving him a thumbs up.

Happy snorted and left with Thor.  The silence settled between them.  Bucky stared at Y/N as she looked at her hands in her lap.  “Are you okay, Y/N?” he asked quietly.

Her eyes flashed up to his face then back to her hands as her eyebrows furrowed.  More tears started to form in her eyes, spilling quickly down her cheeks.  “I could have killed them,” she mumbled as she wrung her hands together.  Bucky watched her emotions fly across her face: rage, despair, frustration, the mania he’d seen from before when she’d sicked the lion on them.  “I wanted to.  I wanted to shoot each of them.  I wanted to let Saber eat them all.  I wanted to scream at Steve for stopping her.  I wanted…” she tapered off, a sob breaking through her normally unbothered facade which she quickly stifled behind her fist.

Bucky shifted again, gasping at the effort, until he could sit up more in her pillows and reach to pull her hands away.  “Hey now, angel face, none of that,” he cooed at her.  “I don’t want you crying over me, I’m going to be okay.”  He pulled her hand closest to him to his lips and softly kissed her knuckles, careful not to agitate his busted lip.  She looked at him with sad bloodshot eyes.  Her expression quickly turned to one of confusion, a small smile gracing her face.

“Did you just call me angel face?” she asked in a teasing tone.

“Yep, I did,” Bucky reaffirmed.  “Cuz you are an angel to me.”

“A dirty angel,” she scoffed, a sweeping hand gesturing to her tattoos.

“Oh no, angel face, those are just the icing on the cake,” he gave her a lopsided grin.  “Looking like a stained glass window.  A walking art gallery,” he complimented her heavily.

“Is the pain making you a shameless flirt now, Buck?” she laughed.  

“Deliriously so, yes,” he agreed, keeping her hand in his and rubbing her knuckles with his thumb.  He closed his eyes, feeling the exhaustion of the day catching up to him.

“Well, flirt with me in your dreams, Buck,” he heard her say, then felt a shifting of the bed and the soft press of lips to his cheek, very close to the side of his mouth.  “You might just get lucky.”

Bucky smiled as he drifted off to sleep.

**picture is from Pinterest, it's AI so "artist" or "creator" is unknown**

[k-marzolf]

Margarita Kisses.

Warnings; friends to lovers, plus size reader, fatphobia, kissing, fem!reader.

@idaofinfinity @e-dubbc11 @rosaleenablack @firexfate @aoi-targaryen

Imagine Being Loved By Me Masterlist

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You were coming back from the bathroom at the bar, when you heard a sultry voice say; “Why don’t you leave chubby behind, and come dance with me?” She was beautiful, slender, everything you weren’t.

You sighed, looking down at your body. You were curvy with a soft body and thick thighs. It wasn’t the first time someone thought you weren’t good enough because of your weight.

And it wouldn’t be the last.

It didn’t diminish your worth because some random woman couldn’t see it in you. You were worth so much.

Billy’s words made you feel warm inside, however; “Nah, I like my girl just the way she is. Go find some other poor slob to dance with.” Billy waved her off, looking bored and sipping his whiskey.

The woman looked shocked, and you cautiously approached the bar. She sniffed, looking affronted, before moving away. Billy saw you approach the bar, and he threw an arm around you, hushing your protests with a kiss.

You tasted like margaritas, cherry. And it was an addictive taste coupled with your lip gloss he smeared all over your mouth, tasting you thoroughly.

When he pulled back you laughed. “You got lip gloss all over your mouth.” You said, sweetly.

He chuckled, wiping his mouth with a napkin, staining it pink. He folded the napkin up, keeping it. A reminder of you when he had to travel for Anvil.

“Missed you,” he husked softly.

You leaned into him. “Missed you too, Blackbird.”