#THE WAY HE JUST AHHH SCREAMING FROM THE TOP OF MY LUNGS

[rafeandonlyrafe]

southern rivalries

warnings: 18+ only, smut, college au, cheerleader!reader, football player!rafe, college football but i dont know anything so please excuse any wrong details, rivals to lovers, p in v sex, protected sex to unprotected sex lol, sixty nine, male and female receiving oral, male receiving handjob, brief injury but no one is seriously hurt

words: 2.3k

“they're not just a different school.” steffie says, placing her hands down on the table as her tone turns way too serious for the subject. “they're our rivals, our arch nemeses. the war has torn families apart.”

“it's football.” you say plainly. “college. football.”

“i can tell you're new here.” steffies friend tiffy agrees (you've always wondered if they purposely chose their nicknames to rhyme considering they seem attached at the hip). “you just don't get it. football is life here in the south.”

“and north carolina are our rivals. even though we are north carolina.” you are trying to wrap your head around the culture at your new school.

“kind of but also, not at all.” tiffy says while steffie finishes the sentiment for her. “we are nc state. the wolf pack. our rivals are unc tar heels.”

“tar heels is a dumb name.” you snort.

“exactly!” steffie agrees.

the conversation shifts, but it never goes to far from football, too far from the rivalry that seems to extend to everything, from other sports to academics.

“did you cheer in high school?” steffie asks.

“yeah.” you nod. “well, not sideline because it conflicted with volleyball. i did competitive though.”

“you should try out for our sideline team. we need more numbers and…” her voice turns to a whisper like she's sharing a deep, dark secret. “my sister is the team captain. you'll definitely get on the squad if i put in a good word for you.”

-- two months later --

“wolf!” you shout with your fellow cheerleaders, listening to the crowd scream back.

“pack!”

“wolf!” you yell again before dropping your poms, quickly learning that most of the girls never did competitive cheer and aren't the best tumblers, leaving you to be the one flipping across the sidelines to the cheers of fans.

you wave and kick and cheer, just happy to have something to do on friday nights. you feel a little guilty for beating out girls that are a lot more passionate about football and your college, but you try your best to put it past you.

you get back in the line, yelling out cheers and keeping your cheeks stretched wide with a smile, occasionally glancing at the clock to see how much longer until your halftime routine (as well as the score… a little bit.)

the seconds are ticking down and you're about to raise your poms again to shake the red and white colors in the air, when you suddenly feel a presence behind you, but before you can turn, you're hit in the back.

“ahhh!” you scream out and fall forward, the football player falling with you as the ball falls from his hands.

“shit.” he groans and quickly rolls off of you. “are you okay?”

you roll over onto your back, coughing and trying to suck in oxygen after the air was knocked out of your lungs.

you realize quickly that the football player now moved to hover over top of you is not one of your own with his powder blue jersey and white helmet.

“im-” you take another deep suck of breath, but this time not in recovery as you see his face through the face mask, blue eyes looking into yours and the most handsome face you've ever seen.

“im fine.” you manage to say before you're surrounded by a crowd, the wolfpack players pulling the opposing player away and your fellow cheerleaders helping you back up.

steffie pushes strands of hair out of your face, getting you back to proper uniform while tiffy shoves your fallen poms back into your grip.

“ew.” tiffy says, wiping the back of your uniform like the tar heel player left a literal stain on you.

“and our cheerleader is back and up on her feet! let's give it up for her as number 19 rafe cameron re-enters the field after their clash.”

you wave your hand in the air as the crowd claps for you, their attention briefly away from the field, but there's only one thing on your mind. rafe cameron.

-- two hours later --

“what are you doing?” steffie yells, snatching your phone from your hand and making you quickly regret agreeing to be her and tiffies third roommate.

“don't you know fraternization is not allowed with tar heels?”

“im not doing anything!” you grab your phone back out of her hand, still opened up to his instagram page. “simply looking at the guy who hit me, okay? i was just curious.”

“mhm.” steffie gives you a glaring look that clearly says she doesn't believe you.

you sigh softly and close out of the account, not that there's many posts to look at anyways, and only a few not on the football field with his helmet off and structured face in full view.

“let's go out.” you say quickly.

“after we lost the game?” steffie shakes her head.

“alright, whatever.” you get up to get dressed in something cute, not willing to let the football teams loss hold you back from living your life, and admittedly you need a breath of fresh air away from cheer or football or your dorm mates.

--

you're at a club you've never been to before, not one of the ones that plasters wolfpack pride posters to all of their walls and plays the red and white anthem like it's a kesha song.

you show the bouncer your id and step into the music filled room, quickly ordering yourself a drink when you hear loud whooping from a different section.

you look over and find a group of men that you quickly realize despite the clubs colorful lighting are wearing that recognizable baby blue.

“of course.” you groan, just happening to stumble into the same bar as the unc players while you're trying to not think about football or even college despite all your classes being easy entry level.

you're about to pay your tab and leave when a deep, familiar voice speaks from jarringly close.

“another drink of whatever the lady is having.”

“i- no, no.” you shake your head, only briefly glancing at him. rafe. “im fine.”

“you're that cheerleader, aren't you?” he leans his elbow against the table, and the bartender makes you a drink and places it down in front of you despite your attempted disapproval.

“yeah.” you nod. “not that… into all of this i guess.” you shrug, hand waving at the logo on his shirt. “i didn't know y'all came here to celebrate.”

“ah.” he nods. “and your name?”

you realize quickly that you know far too much about him when all he knows is that he accidentally hit you, and that you cheer for his rival team.

“y/n.” you reply, taking a sip of your drink, actually tasting it this time instead of quickly gulping it down like you did the first time.

“im rafe.” he reaches his hand out and you shake it, wondering if the invisible blue stain is somehow going to be picked up on by steffie and tiffy when you eventually make it back to your dorm.

“i never got to properly apologize. i did look for you after the game. i guess it was fate that brought you here tonight.” rafe squeezes your hand, and you quickly realize it's still held in his grip. “im sorry.”

“im not supposed to-” you quickly take your hand out of his grasp. “im not supposed to be talking to you. sorry.”

“ah.” he says again. “that pesty no fraternization rule. im not supposed to be talking to you either.”

there's a pause, a mutual understanding and acknowledgement of the tension brewing between the two of you.

“but that's not going to stop me from asking you back to my hotel room.”

the words barely leave his lips before your mouth is on his.

--

it's a mess of hands, furiously grabbing and tugging at clothes until you're both down to just your undergarments.

“shit.” you laugh, noticing that even rafes underwear is carolina blue.

“team issued.” he clarifies quickly as he pulls you down with him as he falls back onto the bed. your lips press against his as you straddle his hips.

you press your crotch down over his, feeling the way he's already pressing up against your panties.

“god, let me get my mouth on you.” you groan, sinking down to lick and kiss at the grooves of his chest and abs, trying to commit the taste of his skin to memory, not sure if you'll ever have this chance again.

you reach his blue boxers and press your lips against the clear outline of his hard cock, wetting the fabric with your spit before you're sick of the barrier and lean back only to pull the underwear down his thighs.

“fuck.” rafe moans out when your mouth is immediately back on his cock, this time able to put his length into your mouth as you bob your head up and down, quickly setting a rhythm as you try to coax your throat to allow him deeper.

“y/n.” rafe tugs on your hair, and you groan when you're forced to pull away.

“what?” you snap.

“get your ass up here.” 

you move quickly, shucking off your panties and moving so your pussy is hovering over rafes face. he looks up at you for a brief second, just to take a breath and stare into your glistening cunt, before his hands are pulling your hips down and your clit onto his awaiting mouth.

you take his cock in your hand, pressing open mouth kisses and licks all over, not sure how well you can blow him when your moans are loud and filling the hotel room.

rafe mumbles something that you can't might make out, but it may be “delicious.” as his mouth devours your pussy, tongue swiping through your folds obsequiously, paying attention to every moan of yours and what causes your pussy to clench.

“fuck.” you groan, hand moving to take over for your mouth as your jaw drops open, stroking up and down his length that makes your cunt squeeze again thinking about having inside you.

rafe pushes your hips away, and before you can argue or control your body, he uses his strong football muscles to flip you into your back and rest your head against the hotel rooms fluffy pillows.

“i need you.” rafe says, reaching towards his wallet on the nightstand and pulling out a condom, tearing it before sinking the rubber over his length.

“fuck yes.” you moan out. who knew exactly what you needed to feel better was to hookup with the player on the opposing team, the rule breaking only making things even more exciting.

rafe grabs your leg and pulls it over his hip before lining up with your entrance. he sinks forward slowly, eyes on your face in case you show any sign of pain.

“you're so fucking warm.” rafe moans out, dropping to kiss you sloppily as his hips press all the way forward, cock buried inside of you. 

he gives you both a minute to adjust before hes hovering over you, strong arms holding himself up as he pounds into you.

“fuck!” you squeal out, one hand gripping the bed sheets while the other reaches up to the headboard, trying to find some stability while he wrecks your pussy.

you hope rafe won't last too long because you can already feel your high building despite not wanting it to be over anytime soon.

one time certainly won't be enough to satisfy you, especially not as you look up at rafes face, still gorgeous and chiseled even as his jaw is slackened as he fucks you with pure pleasure and bliss in his eyes.

“you-” you gasp out. “you feel amazing. so good.”

“damn right i do.” rafe smiles a cocky grin down at you as he somehow manages to speed up even more. “filling you perfectly. this pussy is mine.”

you try (and fail) to not let the words go to your head.

you even briefly think of what your fellow cheerleaders would think if they knew what you were doing right now, how tiffy and steffie would react if they knew just how much that unseen blue has been smeared across your naked body, how much of it is dripping from your cunt.

“im-im not far.” rafe warns, ignoring the cramp in his throwing arm to warn you.

“ffff-” you hold back the urge to curse again as your mind spins. “condom off, please. i need you to cum in me.”

rafe certainly isn't going to argue, even though it might not be the smartest idea. he kneels between your legs, one hand coming to massage your clit while the other pulls the condom off. 

rafe strokes himself once before pushing back inside of you, keeping one hand on your clit as your pleasure grows, hips seeming to raise higher and higher off the bed the closer your high gets.

“cumming.” rafe manages to say seconds before he bursts, warm spurts of cum filling your insides, thankfully not being wasted being trapped inside rubber.

the warm filled sensation causes you to tip over the edge too, body shaking as rafe collapses over you, rubbing your clit with his cock lodged inside of you until both your highs have worn out, your pussy sucking and clenching out every bit of cum he has to give.

“god.” rafe rolls off of you and onto his back. “you are fucking amazing.”

“you did most of the work.” you giggle.

“you know.” rafe says as he pulls you into his chest. “you play us at home in three weeks.”

“mmm.” you lift your head up and press a kiss against his jaw before you bare your teeth and nip at his skin. “perfect time for us to get revenge.”

“keep that up and i might just have to tackle you again next game.” rafe laughs, but you just flip over so you're on top of him, straddling his hips as his cock starts to grow again.

“you wouldn't dare.”

“if it gets you in my bed all night then i might.”

[ponderingmoonlight]

I'd love Obanai + Sanemi saving reader from a demon (like in the first episode??) You are awesome, thanks!

This escalated so quick damn, but hey, there you have a full on fic hehe - hope you enjoy <3

Sanemi saving your ass even if you don't want to

Pairing: Sanemi x fem!reader

Word Count: 1,9k

Synopsis: You knew what you got yourself into when you let a demon capture you instead of your beloved friend. Little did you know that help already arrived, viewing you as nothing but a damsel in distress until suddenly, you turn into much more...

Warnings: (y/n) fell but I fell harder, just saw the movie and it's so AHHH, honestly Sameni's voice is so mezmerizing omg, however this includes violence and language, might incluce spoilers for the movie but if you haven't seen it already you don't know what's going on anyway lol, like all my demon slayer fanfics this includes ai pics of reader so if this doesn't sit right with you, I'd suggest to not read it

PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU NEED MORE SANEMI CONTENT

Your dirty cold feet pound against the muddy floor, haunted eyes darted towards nothing but sheer darkness. You still don’t know how you managed to keep the demon from kidnapping your best friend, how you’re still alive when at this very moment, this frightful creature his hunting you down like its prey.

So many innocent young women, one after another disappeared from your village nearby. Why did you never even think about the possibility that you or even worse, a person you love could be next?

Not until now. Not until you stared into the demon’s stone-cold red orbs when it began to run after you. Not until you were the one threatened to get eaten alive.

“Run! Run and don’t look back!”

“But (y/n), you’ll get killed-“

“I won’t. Leave it to me, tell everyone to lock their doors, just don’t come back!”, you screamed on top of your lungs.

“I’m getting impatient, stupid girl. You know you will get killed, right?”

Blood rushed through your ears, body threatened to fail you.

“If you want to kill me you have to get me first, stupid demon.”

How long have you been running for? Minutes, hours? You lost track of time completely with your body screaming, begging you to stop and take a break. The bitter taste of iron covers your whole mouth, blood sticks to your new Yukata like a second skin. Your mother will completely lose it when she sees the crimson discolouring on the white fabric.

“I’m having enough.”

If you ever see her again.

With a swift motion, the demon swings you over his shoulder, his claws digging into your flesh so roughly that you cry out. No, this can’t be the end. You can’t allow yourself to die like this: in the arms of a demon, without even fighting back. No one ever told you what to do, you were always able to stand up for yourself. Today will be no exception. Even if you get killed, you will fight back with everything you have.

“Shinazugawa…Something’s not right.”

Sanemi can’t help but look around, eyes meeting the countless demons around him. What the hell is this place?

“Yeah, I don’t like this, either. I’ve never seen demons swarming around like this.”

“Let me go!”, you yell, fist banging roughly against the creatures’ back while it drags you into what looks like a haunted mansion.

Your eyes widen when you feel multiple pairs of red orbs laying on your body.

“Demon slayers…”, you hear your kidnapper hiss through gritted teeth, turning his head over his shoulder.

Demon slayers? You’ve heard of them before, how they behead every demon coming their way, how desperately they fight for humanity. But…where were these demon slayers when all the girls from your village got kidnapped? Where are they when you need them the most? How absoluteley useless.

You don’t know what has gotten into you. Is it the anger, the grief? With a rapid motion, you dig your nails into the eyes of the demon until he lets you fall to the ground abruptly, groaning out in visible pain.

Everything hurts, a trail of blood follows you as you drag your body against a rotten wall. You feel your body giving in, all the stress, agony and exhaustion rushing over you like a wave. But no, you can’t give up right now. Not when there’s still a slight chance for you to survive.

“You little bitch. Eat her, I will leave and get her little friend.”

Suddenly, the urge to puke becomes almost unbearable. Countless demons come near you, their teeth exposed to the harsh moonlight. No, this is not how you want to end. You can’t die getting eaten alive by these creatures. But what else are you supposed to do? There is no way out of this living hell.

Except for the destroyed window a few steps away. This is your only chance. You drag yourself up, sprint over the rotten wood underneath your naked feet and jump.

Floors into the depths.

Away from the demons, into another certain death.

“Where is the girl?”, Sanemi questions harshly, sword oh so ready to behead that bastard of a demon in front of him while heading down.

Screw this strange place and the countless demons around him, he needs to find you, needs to carry you into safety.

“The girl? She jumped out of a window in order to safe herself. She’s probably dead by now.”

He lets out the breath he didn’t knew he was holding, blank eyes staring at the stone ground his blade has crashed instead of the demon. What was this place?

No, he can’t think about this right now. As fast as his body carries him, he gets out of that cursed mansion, eyes instantly finding your falling body.

Only metres away from crushing into the ground.

Oh, how much you wished it wouldn’t end like this. But maybe this was everything you could do, dying like this is still better than getting eaten up by a demon. Where are those demon slayers? You close your tired lids, enjoy the weightlessness for a brief second. It doesn’t matter now. Hopefully, the demon is long dead before you. At least you're dragging his ass with you…

“Hey, you aren’t dead, are ya?”

That voice…A male voice, without any doubt. So harsh and tempting at the same time that you can’t help but open your eyes in confusion.

Only to be met by purple ones. Male ones, to be exact. Are those...his arms wrapped around your trembling body?

“Let me go!”, you shriek.

It seems like all power that left your body appeared again while you miserably try to fight yourself out of his arms. Who is this man? Another demon, maybe?

“I won’t let you eat me!”

“Eating you? Are you dumb, woman? I’m a demon slayer”, the man in front of you barks, his hands roughly holding onto your arms in order to stop you from hitting him again.

“A demon slayer?” you repeat.

“Yeah, the wind hashira to be exact.”

Your gaze falls from his face to his exposed chest, his toned abs. He breathes heave while still holding onto your arms. Suddenly you feel so…hot.

“You are a demon slayer.”

With a swift motion, you free one of your hands and slap him so hard that he sees stars.

“It sure took you some time to get here! What about all the other women who died here, the countless young girls that were killed by demons you did nothing about? Why did you save me!?”

“I’m wondering that too”, Sanemi mutters under his breath.

Did you actually go inane? The way you look at him with your eyes completely furious, face and yukata smeared in your own blood. You can’t be serious about that, right?

“You should be thankful”, he finally hisses.

“Thankful!? YOU should be sorry!”

“Yeah, I’m sorry for saving you…you…you ungrateful thing!”

“I could have saved myself”, you argue.

“Oh, is that so?”

No, absolutely not. You would have died if it wasn’t for the wind hashira.

“Everything was under control”, you snap at him.

Nothing was under control. This was your last way out of your misery.

“Is it so hard to just be thankful?”, he argues.

“Who’s your new friend, Shinazugawa?”

“We aren’t friends”, both of you reply at once.

Your heavy breath hangs in the air, hands still clenched into fists. Deep down you know how wrong it is to snap at him, that the demon slayer corps aren’t responsible for the countless lives the demons took in this area. But still…Why does it have to be you they saved? Why not the girl next door who would have married the next day or the girl that was supposed to leave only days after she got killed? It’s not fair, it’s not enough, it’s-

You take a heavy step back when your vision starts to get foggy.

“I won’t catch that brat if she faints now”, the wind hashira grumbles.

“We both know you will.”

The last thing you see are his purple eyes before you fall straight into deep darkness.

-a few days later-

“She’s awake now, Shinazugawa. And she asked for you.”

He hates the way his heart skips a beat by hearing those innocent words from Shinobu. You didn’t leave his head. Despite the state of Oyakata-sama, despite the hashira training, despite the stinging fact that the king of demons himself will come for them, you were always on his mind. You, with your strong but feminine eyes. You, who jumped out of a window into certain death only to keep your body away from the mouths of these demons. You, who straight up slapped him. Was it your attitude that caught him off guard? He never experienced a woman saved by him being this ungrateful. Aren’t you aware of the fact that you would have died that night if it wasn’t for him?

“What do you want, brat?”

His words come out harsher than anticipated while your sight simply takes his breath away. Since he can remember, Sanemi was never interested in any women romantically. No, love is nothing but weakness, women mean nothing but trouble. But even though you glare at him with venomous eyes the second he enters the room, he can’t help but feel drawn towards you.  

“You’re a hashira, right?”

Your words sound just as harsh as his, your gaze meeting his with so much strength that it is him who starts to feel uncomfortable.

“Yeah, I already told you that-“

“Train me”, you interrupt him.

“I want to become a demon slayer and kick your ass.”

“You, kicking my ass?”

You grab the fabric of his uniform so roughly that he isn’t able to react, suddenly so close to you that he can feel the heat radiating from your body.

“Train me.”

“Fine brat. I’ll train you. But don’t think I��ll go easy on your ass.”

-bonus-

“Try to keep up, (y/n).”

His katana clashes into yours over and over, makes it hard to stand your ground. But still you fight back, your hands holding onto your sword so tightly that your knuckles stand out white. You just have to win. There is absolutely no way you’ll lose against your master again.

Especially since he’s your lover.

“Are you tired yet?”, he teases you with a smirk.

“Absolutely not”, you press out while dodging another hit just in time.

This won’t help. If you continue to fight like this, he’ll sweep you off your feet like all these countless times before. But what are you supposed to do? It almost seems as if Sanemi has no weakness.

Except you.

“But you’ll be when I’m done”, you purr.

That sudden change of mood catches him completely off guard, forces him to hesitate for the split of a second.

Enough for you to sweep him off his feet, your body resting on top of his while your blade hangs into his face.

“I won”, you announce triumphally.

“You cheated”, he protests underneath you.

“Demons play dirty as well. You need to be prepared for everything-“

All it takes his one swift motion for him to position himself on top of you, body forcing you onto the ground before you’re able to catch a breath.

“Imma show you how dirty playing really works, then.”

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[henry7931]

Haunted By A Horny Ghost

Travis:

6 months ago, I purchased my house and I got an amazing deal for it. Granted I’ve heard some of the rumors about it being haunted but I don’t really believe in that stuff. Or I didn’t until now!

I’d hear an occasional creaking of the stairs or some noise in the hallway. I always told myself that I’m just getting worked up from some made up story. And at no point did I actually see any evidence, no shadow figures, objects floating, idk things ghost do.

And I have a lot of personal stuff going on, being single and young can be tough. And I have a lot of bills to pay.

But a few weeks ago, my step dad’s nephew Brad (or my step cousin) came to me after a bad break up and needing somewhere to live— I figured a roommate for a little bit could help me save up some cash.

Brad is your typical straight guy, loves sports, goes to sport bars at night when he’s not at his construction job.

I figured living with him couldn’t be that bad. That said, in practicality he’s a bit of a slob at home and his room is a mess. Dirty laundry laying everywhere, he brings over his buds and girls over for late night hook ups. He can be a bit of a pain at times but I have to remember that I’m getting half of my mortgage paid right now.

But one night, Brad came home late like 2 in the morning. I was still up myself. I was supposed to have a guy come over that night since I knew I had the place to myself but unfortunately he cancelled last minute.

So I was a little drunk and horny. When I heard the Brad’s Uber pull up, I peaked out the window to see if he brought anyone home. Luckily, it was just him clumsy climbing out of the car.

As I watch him approach the door, I see him struggling to get it open.

I roll my eyes, I guess I’ll help him out.

I head to the stairs, when I hear the door finally open up. I start to turn back around when out of nowhere I hear Brad screaming on the top of his lungs.

I rush down the stairs only to see something that I never thought I’d ever see…

Brad is standing by the shut door while astral smoke shaped like a person forces itself down his throat.

Unsure what to do, I stood frozen in one spot. I watched whatever was forcing itself into Brad go all the way into him.

His eyes close… and then reopen. He takes a deep breath of air.

“God it feels so good to breathe again! Wait a minute, am I drunk??”

He starts laughing to myself and I try to back up. I take my back leg and try to step backwards. But the floor are wooden and old. As I step back, he hears it and looks directly at me.

“Oh it’s you! Travis right?”

“Ahhh shit!!!”

I rush up the stairs running in a panic. All I can hear in the background is Brad’s voice saying, “Wait!!! Stop running!!”

I get to my bedroom, I lock the door and try to think of a game plan to get out.

I look around my room, think to myself— I could tie my sheets together and go out the window.

That’s when I hear a knock.

“Travis, it’s me. I don’t know what all you saw but can we talk?”

What can I do? Risk the chance of breaking my neck by going out the window or reason with the ghost now inhabiting Brad not to kill me.

“Travis! I promise I’m not going to hurt you!! Please open up!” he says banging louder.

I look around my room for something I could use as a weapon but unfortunately the only thing I can find is a clothing hanger.

“Hey im going to open up but you better not try anything funny!” I say back to him holding the hanger in hand.

“You have my word, I won’t harm you.”

With the coat hanger in one hand, I carefully unlock the door and open it.

Standing outside of the door is Brad’s body, grinning at me.

“Well hi, what are you going to do with that coat hanger?”

“Protect myself!” I blurt out.

He starts laughing at me and says, “well fyi if you hit me with it you’re just hurting this guy. Plus, he’s a lot taller than you.”

“Fuck, fine.”

I lower the coat hanger and let him come in.

He glides into the room and he seems to be enjoying himself.

I watch him and he eventually says to me, “so ask the question you want to know the answer to.”

“Huh?”

“I know you want answers, so ask.”

“Okay… are you a ghost?”

“Yes”

“And is Brad still alive?”

“Also, yes— he’s in here but in like a dormant state while I drive.”

I feel somewhat realized to know that Brad’s okay.

“So why are you possessing Brad when I’ve been here longer.”

“Well who’s to say I haven’t possessed you?”

“WHAT?!?”

“Kidding, no Brad’s my first time taking over someone. I honestly wasn’t sure if it was due able but I did it! The real question you should be asking is what made me choose tonight to try and take over Brad.”

“Okay, why tonight?”

“Well… Travis, I’ve been watching you since you moved in. I hope that’s not too creepy. Being a ghost and stuck inside a house, leaves me with very little to do. But you and I have a lot in common. Both of us are gay, we share a lot of the same interests. Hell you and I even like the same porn. I guess what I’m saying is that, I have a bit of a crush on you. And after seeing you get stood up tonight, I felt like you deserve someone to uhh— keep you company.”

I was shocked, not only has a gay ghost been watching me for over six months but he’s now flirting with me?

“Sorry if this is a bit much but I find you to be so attractive. And now that I have a body, I was hoping you would be down to have a little fun together.”

“Uhhh I don’t know what to say, it’s a bit strange since that is Brad’s body.”

“Oh really? So you didn’t sneak into his room the other week and take his dirty socks just to jerk off while inhaling them.”

“Oh god you saw me do that?”

“Yeah and it was hot as fuck! Listen, I know Brad’s body may not be your first choice but he’s straight guy cute. And I know you’ve thought about him in ways you’d normally wouldn’t admit. But right now, I’m in control of him and you can do whatever you want with me.”

He starts pulling off all of Brad’s clothes until he’s fully naked. I can’t help but stare at Brad’s massive dick swinging between his legs.

He gets into my bed and reaches for Brad’s cock. He gingerly play with it while watching me.

“Travis, please join me. This cock is so eager right now, you can smell my big stinky feet. I haven’t bathed all day…”

He runs brads fingers between his taint and balls. He lifts up his hand and sniffs it.

“Fuccccckkk, you need to come get a whiff of my balls.”

I’m so hard now. I walk over to him and out for Brad’s left foot. I bring it up to my face and sniff it.

I feel myself slowly lose control of the situation and just accept all of the lust running through me.

“I knew you like these feet Trav. Here come taste this cock.”

He holds it up like a prize, I take it out of his hands and press the head of it to my lips.

It’s so warm… I lick the tip of it and rub my tongue down his shaft. When I get to his balls, I take in a breath. Just consuming the smell of them.

“That’s it, doesn’t that smell so good.”

“Mhmmm…”

I pull off my clothes and I notice his eyes go straight to my dick.

“You wanna touch it?” I say to him.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to touch it.”

I come closer to him and he gently touches my dick. He makes a moaning sound and I notice pre-cum leaks out of Brad’s dick.

“You have the handsomest dick I’ve ever seen,” he says to me.

“Thanks haha.”

“No I mean it. You’re so cute Travis. Between your green eyes, brown curly hair, that freckle right above your happy trail, your sexy hairy legs, and those beautiful feet. Can I see them?”

“Sure.”

I let him take my feet into his hands and watch him press them against his face.

I let him lick my soles for a minute before he stops to say, “ you wanna take this up a notch?”

I nod my head and he pulls me in for a kiss. I can taste the whiskey Brad was drinking earlier.

We start making out and both of us are tangled up, our feet rubbing up and down on one another’s legs. Both of us have each other’s junk in our hand.

I feel around until I grab on to one of his butt cheeks.

He let’s do so much to him. Suck on his toes, sniff his pits, play with his nipples… and in return u let him do the same.

By the end, it’s morning. We’ve spent the entire night just edging each other.

By this point, he has Brad’s toes wrapped around my dick and I try to hold back but my cock has been toyed with for over 4 hours now.

I let out this loud moan and streams of cum squirt onto Brad’s feet.

He keeps stroking it with his toes until every last drop has been drained out of me.

He takes Brad’s cum soaked feet and licks every inch of them off.

He calls for me gesturing for me to finish him off.

I grab his dick and force it down my throat. I do it over and over until he immediately comes down it.

Both of us exhausted, lay back in my bed. I cuddled up to him and say, “hey thanks for tonight. By the way, what’s your actual name?”

“It’s Sebastian but you can call me Seb.”

“Well it’s nice to meet you Seb.”

I curl up to him and soon pass out.

By one the next day, I wake up and thought last night may have been a weird dream. I look over and Seb isn’t in bed with me.

I get up to go pee and walk past Brad’s room. But to my surprise he’s not in bed.

I walk to the bathroom and see Brad naked looking at himself in the mirror.

He turns around to me and says, “Yo! What the hell Trav, have you heard of knocking?”

“Oh sorry Brad!”

“HAHAHA just messing with you! It’s me Seb.”

I feel blood rushing to my dick knowing that last night wasn’t a dream after all.

I walk over to pee and peak over at Seb.

He’s checking Brad’s body out in the mirror and starts flexing.

“I tried to leave his body this morning but I don’t really know how to…”

“Oh,” I say to him.

“Not that I’m in a rush to leave but I guess I really didn’t think this one through.”

“Well I don’t mind having you around.” I say to him.

I finish peeing and turn around to him. My eyes focus on Brad’s bubbly butt.

I grab his cheek and he lets out a yelping noise. I press my morning wood on his ass and he grins.

“Someone’s perky this morning.”

“I guess I’m just excited to have some more fun with my new ghost friend.”

“Well I have nothing better to do in the after life so I’m all yours for the day.”

I kiss him on his back and say, “whenever you’re done with the mirror come to my room.”

Seb follow me and we start an entire day of fooling around and talking.

I spend hours with his feet with my head at the end of the bed while does the same with mine. Both of us rubbing and playing with each toe. I just love how hairy and smelly they are.

Seb tells me about his previous life, how he used to live here and died from a freak accident one day. He seems like he’s been lonely all of these years.

“It was so refreshing seeing you move in, I was so bored for so long Trav. Then walks in this handsome guy.”

“Well my life hasn’t been too exciting either, I guess you can I’ve been lonely too.”

I feel him tickle my sole.

“Hey!”

“Sorry couldn’t resist!”

Days passed and Seb still could not figure out how to get out of Brad. Which I didn’t know if he was lying or not. I honestly didn’t want him to leave.

And by a month, Seb figured out Brad’s job and all of the things he needed to know to pretend to be him.

3 months in and we’re officially together. Seb loves all of the new video games he’s missed over the last 20 years while I just love watching him.

And we get soooo kinky! I’ll suck him off while he plays some game.

He even lets me tie him up. Which is sooo hot to me.

I’d like to think of that night as a fresh start for the both of us. And I couldn’t be happier with my horny ghost boyfriend!

[ninthskzmember]

Game Night. word count: 1k.

"I propose to have Minho Hyung and y/nnie to do it" Seungmin was not as wasted as the rest of you, he definitely knew what he was doing.

"Hyunjin-ahhh" Jisung screamed from the top of his lungs, laughing.

"Seungmin is fierece" Chan laughed while covering his face

After the new year's performance, the nine of you were able to come back to your dorm and spend the rest of the night with eachother.

It all started with a few beers, which led to vodka and juice, which led to vodka shots, which led to your lethal enemy: Tequila shots.

"Alright" Minho said with the biggest smile "Y/n, come here" he lend you his hand to helped you go his way

"Hyunjin-ahhh" Jisung repeated and Hyunjin looked at him funny

"What do you want, Han Jisung?" He looked at the younger one

"Minho is taking your girl. He's my man. Make them break up" drunk Jisung is always hilarious

"She's not my girl" Hyunjin posed his look on you and smiled a little

"Alright, if you're not gonna do it, I will. Y/N." He directed his words to me this time

"Noona. y/n Noona." You answered "If y'all are making me call Hyunjin Oppa, the four of you have to call me noona" you crossed your arms over your chest

"It's just two months" Jisung dropped his face

"Mate, you made a whole deal when I wouldn't call you hyung." Felix said funnily

"Yeah, call her noona" Jeongin talked, being tired of being the only one having to refiere at the rest of you with honorifics. "Actually, all of you"

"Yeah, whatever. Go ahead" Seungmin kept the game on. Minho's hand still holding yours, guiding you his way, until you sat by his side in the circle the group made on the floor.

"Take one" Chan handed you two the box with the sticks inside

"Honey bun, make the honors" Minho offered you and the eight of you cringed at the nickname

"Iugh, I hate you" you made a disgusted face, but actually, you couldn't hide the blush; and the butterflies that you were feeling were unbearable.

"You should tell your cheeks though"

"It's just the alcohol, don't feel special, Lee Minho."

"Lee Minho oppa" he corrected you as you took one stick and he took it from your hand, placing it in between his lips "Go ahead" he said with a kind of grin

"Remember: the first one to pull away, losses" Felix said while massaging your shoulders, as if he was on your team

"I do not agree with this" Jisung pouted and Chan laughed out loud at the younger's expression.

You took some air in your lungs and started biting little by little the pepero, getting closer Lee Know's lips.

"You're really letting this happen?" You heard Jisung talking to Hyunjin

"Jisung, stop" Hyunjin pushed the other one away

"Grumpy" Seungmin teased as Jeongin clapped while laughing at the whole situation

"Hyunjin-ah! Don't be jealous, you can play with me" Changbin joked while sending flying kisses to the first one, who relaxed and let out a smile.

You were hearing all that, not realising how close you were to the man who was playing with you. Your noses touching and your head leaned to the side slightly.

"Oh, God" Chan covering his mouth, half wanting to watch, half not wanting to do it

You stopped because your started to have trouble breathing evenly.

"Just one more" he said quietly, but with a raspy voice you've never heard from him. You denied with your head, closing your eyes strongly.

He was still holding one of your hands, so he knew you were nervous from how wet your palm became. He pressed it softly, making you pay attention to him.

"I want to kiss your real mad" he confessed and a treacherous smile left your lips as you unconsciously pressed his hand this time.

Not other world said, he took a big bite from the stick to stop right where your lips hardly touched, making everyone in the room scream from the top of your lungs. Your heart was raising, as the blood on the rest of your body.

He did it. He took the last bite, finally kissing you.

The rest of the guys went nuts at the situation, Changbin almost literally throwing a chair in the air, being stopped by Seungmin.

Minho's lips were soft and shy at first. Just pressing against yours lightly, being afraid to move to not scare you off.

It was the moment that another smile left your own pair of lips that Minho felt confident enough to deepen the kiss and cup your cheek in his free hand, the one that wasn't holding yours.

You took your free hand to his neck, pulling him closer to you as you lightly touched his lips with your tounge, letting him know that he could french kiss you if he wanted to.

Seungmin was not a menace, he was pretty smart and caught amost every stare, smile, and laugh that you shared with the man you were now kissing. He knew for a fact that all you two needed was a little push.

Lee Know french kissed you like he's been waiting all his life to do it, and he kinda did, it was all he could think about since you two met.

His world fell down the moment that you and Hyunjin got all clingy while being under the influence of alcohol and made out right in front of him. It is a bad memory for him, and he's now re-recoding the moment but it's him this time. It's him you're kissing and it's his who's lip you're bitting.

"YAH, ENOUGH" Changbin separated your heads while everybody laughed

"I think I like you" you whispered when you parted from him

"Good thing, 'cause I'm taking you to dinner tomorrow. Tomorrow and forever." He never lost eye contact.

The sofest look in his eyes while he was talking to you. And that's when you knew, he's the one you've been waiting all this time.

[loverofthewindgod]

Shower Show (18 +)

A/N: I thought about Fujin watching me while I shower, and boom came this story. Please enjoy! 😉😉😊😊

You return home from a month-long mission, warmly welcomed back by your beloved Lord Fujin. He's just as excited, if not more, as you are to spend time together, but first you wanna freshen up and take a very well-deserved shower. “Ahhh…this feels so nice…” The hot water felt amazing, washing away the dirt, stress, and bullshit from your skin and hair. As you relaxed, you heard the curtain shuffle behind you and turned around to find Fujin biting his lip and stroking his member while gazing at you in all your wet glory.

“Heh, couldn't help yourself, huh? Don't worry, I'm almost done.”

"Ohh, do not mind me, my love. Take all the time you need, and I'll enjoy this wonderous view."

Don't let his adorable soft gaze fool you. The second you step out of the shower, he will go absolutely feral on you. Pretty sure your body was more heated than the water at that point just thinking about it. As you continue to wash yourself, your mischievous mind decides to take over and tease the man. You rubbed all over your body in such a sultry manner, fondling your own breasts, hands tracing your curves as your hips give a little shake. You glance over your shoulder a bit to see Fujin mesmerized, stroking himself a bit faster as he enjoys the sexy water dance.

"Haa...you're just soo fucking beautiful..."

The desperation in his tone and groans are turning you on more and more. He's absolutely craving you right this moment, but hey, he decided to torture himself by watching. You smirked as you turned back around, bending over to rub your legs. The groan that left Fujin's throat as he saw your massive plump ass just a few inches from his cock, man oh man it drove him insane.

"You're playing a very, very dangerous game, sweetheart..."

“Am I now?”

Indeed you were. You began to rub your pussy, spreading your lips to display your tight, moist entrance with a seductive look in your eye.

“All for you baby…”

Aaaand with that....that right there was the final blow that broke the wind god. Accepting your invitation, he immediately shut off the water, picked you up over his shoulder and plopped you down on the bed. He didn't care how wet the bed was, he was gonna make you even wetter. You sat up on your elbows, taking the sight of Fujin removing all his clothes, his eyes completely filled with lust as he crawled his way towards you.

"I'm glad you've enjoyed yourself, sweetheart. But now it is my turn..."

Fujin swiftly pulled you by the legs towards him, and spread them wide open. Immediately digging his face in your pussy, you yelped very loudly, grasping onto his hair before he took both your hands and placed them at your side, going to town on you. His tongue rapidly penetrates your entrance, slurps up your entire mound like its ice cream and sucks the ever living fuck out of your sensitive clit. It was way too much and before you knew it, your legs trembled ferociously with your sweet delicious nectar exploding all over his face. You were a screaming, squirming mess.

“Ahhh! Nghh! Mmmm! Oh my- oh my g-AHH!! FUUUCK!! OHHHH!”

Fujin chuckled as he wiped his face and laid himself on top of you to whisper in your ear.

"So soon, what a shame. I was just getting started….”

Fujin then stuffed himself inside of you, and the sensation was just blissful.

"Nngh…FUCK!…" Fujin hissed, trying to compose himself.

That might've been the sexiest "Fuck" you've ever heard and it made you tighten around him even more. Without wasting another second, Fujin lifted up your legs and began thrusting like a madman. The slick wet noises echoed throughout the room, and you covered your mouth trying not to scream your lungs out, but Fujin feels way too damn good to not scream. He wanted to hear your sweet voice, to be reminded how good he makes you feel. His pace quickened, and you were just in heaven. You caught a glimpse of him immersed in the sight of his cock going in and out of you, his moans getting louder and louder before he halted himself and flipped you over on your stomach. He took you from behind, his pace now at a dangerous level. Your screams were buried in the pillows, hands and teeth gripping the sheets for dear life as he gripped your hips, enjoying the sight of your ass bouncing from his relentless pounding. You felt your knot break and came again, as did Fujin, screaming his ass off as he blesses your insides with copious amounts of his seed.

The both of you collapsed on the bed. Exhausted but oh so satisfied, panting as your naked, sweaty bodies snuggled together. But before engaging in another round, you needed to refuel. “Can we order takeout, please?” Fujin chuckled in agreement, kissing your cheek, super delighted to have you back.

[thebest-medicine]

numero 100 “Would you just shut up and tickle me already?” just SCREAMS bakugo to me

Prompt 100 - "Would you just shut up and tickle me already?"

A/N: you're right and you should say it. have some lee bakugo! also I have been thinking a lot about them playing catch-a-kacchan to train blackwhip I love these sillies so much.

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“Can you even move a muscle like that, Kacchan?” Midoriya asked, glancing down at his friend.

Bakugo lay, spread out and wrapped up in tangles of blackwhip tendrils with his arms out to his sides. Izuku sat over his middle, just over the top of his thighs. Behind him, blackwhip held Katsuki’s knees and ankles down to the training mat as well. “Shut up, Deku.”

“I won catch-a-Kacchan today... And you know what that means~…” Midoriya wore a triumphant smirking grin, his lip pulled up slightly to the side.

“Oh my god.” Bakugo gritted his teeth, face on fire. “Would you just shut up and tickle me already?”

Deku beamed down at him, letting out a stupid, adorable laugh and squeezing his eyes shut as he grinned. “Sure, Kacchan, I’ll tickle you if that’s what you want.”

“ARGHHGH! Shut UP!” Katsuki groaned. “I already said it, ok? Just get it over with!”

“Of course, Kacchan~!” Midoriya’s eyes reopened with determination, his fingers lunged toward Bakugo’s ribs.

“EYYH AHHH!” Bakugo shrieked —something he would deny to his grave.

Deku started on the lowest rib, tickling from the front near his abdomen over to as far along his side as his hands could reach on either side. Bakugo snorted, shaking his head as he refused to laugh outright.

“You know you wanna laugh. Don’t hold back on me now, Kacchan.” Izuku teased, moving his way up Katsuki’s ribs slowly. It was hard to tickle Kacchan like this, slow, gentle. He was bold, explosive, hard to pin down. Nearly every other game of ‘catch-a-Kacchan’ they played while training with blackwhip resulted in Bakugo tapping Izuku before he could catch him. Sometimes, he, uh, also got exploded. Lately, Kacchan had begun turning their game into a tickle fight, going for a poke instead of a simple tap to show off. Then, he’d started tickling Izuku for losing afterward whenever they trained alone. Sometimes, even when the rest of the class was training nearby.

Kacchan had it coming. And, Izuku could try something that was likely new to them both. Growing impatient, he suddenly brought his hands right up under Bakugo’s arms. His armpits were slick with sweat from training as Izuku slid his fingers into place and started to slowly, gently tickle under Bakugo’s arms.

“NaHAHAHA DEKUHUHU UGH- NOHOHOHO! YeheheheHEHEHE YOU’RE DEHEHEHEEAD WHEN I GEHEHEHET OUT OF THIHIHIS! Hahaha noHOHOHOHO!”

Katsuki regretted wearing his summer outfit to train today. Holy fuck. No one ever really tickled him like this. It was bad. The nerd was going to kill him. He was never going to lose catch-a-Kacchan again.

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[hishumanbelle]

I'm hungry… for emotions.

+ 18 - part 3.

He continued to push deep inside her, with gentle thrusts. ❝Deborah… Deborah…❞, he repeated her name while his lips devoured her with kisses. Deborah felt his cock grow even harder inside her. ❝Alastor… oh my God…❞, ❝look at me❞ he said while he took her chin, ❝come for me, only for me, when I ask you to❞. Alastor began to push more violently inside her, while he was lying on top of her and while with one hand he held her hair. He felt her pussy tighten and pulsate around his hard cock. ❝If you keep squeezing, I'll cum soon too❞, at these words, her excitement went beyond the limit, the orgasm was reaching her and she pressed against him, scratching his back. ❝Alastor… I need to come, I'm close❞. ❝Not yet, dear❞. Deborah closed her eyes, trying to hold back her release. ❝Look at me❞, he whispered in her ear and then looked back into her eyes. ❝Keep looking at me❞. His hips began to move much faster, he went even deeper into her. ❝Deborah… ah… your face now is driving me crazy❞, he gasped with his growls. He lowered his head as he gripped her hair to bite her neck, leaving a series of bites and hickeys. ❝Alastor… ahhh, I need…❞, ❝not yet❞. Deborah was about to explode, her gasps were faster and her eyes were watering. ❝Look at you, you're about to implode on yourself, but I want you to resist. I want you to come with me❞. ❝If you say things like that to me, I can't resist❞. Alastor pulled her even closer, then pulled away. ❝Ah… your pussy is so tight. It feels so good. Deborah, say my name❞. ❝Alastor❞. ❝Say it again… and again…❞, ❝Alastor… Alastor… Alastor❞, her lungs were out of breath. ❝Yes, yes, God! I feel your walls tightening even more! Come, come for me!❞ and Deborah held tight to his neck, releasing all the orgasm she had been holding back. ❝I'm coming… inside you… ahhh❞, he moans. His cock was covered in her hot liquid, which made him cum after her, screaming her name and growling like an animal. He continued to push into her even after he came. Then he threw himself on top of her, pulled her into a hug and kissed her passionately. Afterwards, he raised his head and looked at her lovingly, while he caressed her cheek with his claws, trying to be gentle. ❝I don't know why you have this effect on me, I've never felt this way about anyone else, not even when I was alive❞, ❝maybe we just had to find each other❞, ❝be careful what you say. I will never let you go❞. He slowly removed himself from inside her and they remained embraced.

[differentpostrebel]

Lost and Found: A Pirate's Promise

This gif! cause Sanji was ready for war!

Chapter 27: Falling into Doflamingo's Web

A/N:  And we are back at it again with another chapter!! Also even though I did say like in 5 chapters we hitting a whole new arc… yeahhhh we aint done just yet… (heheh). Thank you guys so much for liking, following, commenting, and interacting!. We got lots of POVs, From Law, Our favorite lovesick cook Sanji, Zoro, and more!. Imma start making a masterlist and have it pinned on my profile so that way, every chapter will be on it!. But without further ado, let the adventure begin!

WordCount: 5.6K

Sanji x Reader, Sanji x Y/N, One piece X Reader.

Law POV… 

I dodged Doflamingo’s attacks, weaving through the barrage of deadly strings that cut through the air with terrifying precision. “Just a little more!” I thought, my breath ragged as I narrowly avoided another sharp strike. But in an instant, the strings closed in on me, wrapping around my limbs and slamming me against a tree with brutal force. My sword clattered to the ground, and my body strained against the pressure, the sharp wires biting into my skin.

Doflamingo loomed closer, a twisted grin on his face. “Why don’t you just hand over Caesar’s heart?” he sneered.

I smirked, despite the pain. “Is it really Caesar you want?” I asked, my voice dripping with mockery. “Or are you just scared Kaido’s going to kill you when you can’t produce SMILEs anymore?”

Doflamingo’s grin faltered, replaced by a flash of anger. The strings tightened around me, squeezing the breath from my lungs. He unleashed another wave of razor-sharp threads, aimed right at me.

“Room! Shambles!” I called out, swapping places just in time to evade the attack. My heart pounded as I landed a few feet away. “2.5 seconds… and I would’ve been sliced to bits,” I thought, my body aching from the narrow escape.

I tried to retreat, to get some distance between us, but Doflamingo’s strings lashed out once more, catching my leg and yanking me back. In a flash, he was on top of me, his knee pressing into my chest, pinning me to the ground. My vision blurred, the weight of his strength crushing me.

“You’re mine now,” Doflamingo hissed, his voice low and menacing. His fingers curled, ready to finish me off.

But then, the weight shifted, and I felt the sudden presence of another force. A sword—heavy and deliberate—pressed down, not from Doflamingo, but from above.

“Fujitora… why did you save him!?” Doflamingo snarled, his voice filled with fury.

The gravity around me intensified, pushing me deeper into the ground, every bone in my body screaming under the strain. “Ahhh!” I groaned, unable to move.

“I have my orders,” Fujitora said calmly, standing above me, his sword still raised. “I didn’t come here to kill him. My objective is to apprehend him.”

The crushing force kept me immobilized, my breaths shallow and labored. I felt my heart pound in my chest, but even that felt distant, muffled under the pressure.

Doflamingo’s cold laughter filled the air. “Now, about Caesar’s heart…” he said with a sinister smile, reaching down and snatching the small, fragile organ from my side.

Sanji POV… 

I stood with Kinemon, watching the commotion at the Coliseum unfold. My mind raced, trying to figure out how we could sneak in and warn Luffy before things spiraled even further out of control. I gritted my teeth, frustration building. There’s no easy way in with all these Marines crawling around.

Just then, I heard a familiar voice that grated on my nerves instantly.

“Hey! What the hell are you guys doing here?” came the all-too-recognizable tone of Mosshead.

“What… that’s—” Kinemon shouted in surprise. “It’s Sir Zoro! Hey, over here!”

“Subtlety, Kinemon!” I groaned, delivering a swift kick to his side to shut him up. "Do you want the Marines to find us?"

Zoro approached us from the shadows of the alley, his usual look of nonchalance plastered on his face. As much as I hated to admit it, I was relieved to see him. But there was something more pressing. Desperation clawed at my insides as I stepped closer to him.

“Zoro, have you seen Y/N by any chance?!” I asked, my voice laced with urgency. Every second without word from her was twisting my gut into tighter knots.

Zoro furrowed his brow and scratched his head. “No, actually I haven’t. But I did hear someone telling me to wait a couple minutes ago.”

I froze for a second, the words hanging in the air. Then, without thinking, I lunged toward him. “YOU IDIOT! That was her!” I yelled, grabbing him by the collar. “She’s in even more danger now, and you couldn’t even stop for two seconds to check?!”

Zoro glared, shoving me back. “How was I supposed to know it was her, dart-brow? I’m not some psychic who can read minds. Besides, I was busy trying to figure out where you wandered off to!”

“Oh yeah? Well maybe if you actually had a sense of direction for once in your life, we wouldn’t be having this conversation!” I shot back, my irritation with him rising as it always did.

Zoro’s eye twitched. “You wanna go, love-cook? 'Cause I’ve got time to deal with you!”

“Deal with me? You can’t even deal with finding your way down a straight road!” I snapped, our bickering escalating by the second.

Kinemon sighed in the background, shaking his head at our usual back-and-forth. “Perhaps now is not the time for this—”

Zoro cut him off. “Look, I’m not here to fight you. I’m heading back to the Sunny. It’s under attack by one of Doflamingo’s executives.”

My heart dropped, and my annoyance with Zoro quickly shifted to concern. “What? Damn it! I knew something wasn’t right! Nami and the others are in trouble!” I clenched my fists, turning towards Zoro. “Alright, I’m coming with you!”

Just as I was about to take off, Kinemon stepped in front of me. “Wait, Sir Sanji! We have vital information that we must bestow upon Sir Luffy! We cannot abandon our mission.”

Before I could respond, a familiar voice echoed from the shadows. “There you are.”

I whirled around, and my heart skipped a beat. “Violet, my sweet!” I exclaimed, practically floating over to her. I swooped in and grabbed her hands, swooning as I gazed into her eyes.

“Sanji, this isn’t—” Violet began, but I was too far gone.

“This is fate, destiny bringing us together again in this moment of chaos!” I declared, still holding her hands like we were in some romantic drama.

Zoro groaned, glaring at me. “That kind of crap is going to get you killed, idiot. Snap out of it!” he growled, but I waved him off, completely ignoring his rant.

“Zoro, you wouldn’t understand the complexities of love,” I said, still fixated on Violet’s eyes. “In a world as chaotic as ours, love is a shining beacon of hope and—”

“Shut up, dart-brow!” Zoro barked, his patience wearing thin. “We don’t have time for your romantic delusions! The Sunny’s under attack!”

But I paid him no mind, too engrossed in Violet’s presence. Just as I was about to pull her into a dramatic embrace, Zoro muttered something that snapped me out of it.

“Well, I guess that favor Y/N owes me is finally getting cashed in tonight,” Zoro said with a smirk. “Since you’re not lovesick for her anymore, that’s one less competition I have to deal with.”

I froze mid-swoon, releasing Violet’s hands and spinning on my heel to face Zoro, my eyes blazing with fury. “What did you just say?!”

Zoro’s smirk widened. “You heard me. Now that you’re all wrapped up in your latest fling, maybe I’ll finally have some peace without you hovering over Y/N like some lost puppy.”

My temper flared. “As if Y/N would ever fall for someone like you, you brainless swordsman! She has taste and refinement, something you severely lack!”

Zoro’s smirk turned into a full grin. “Oh yeah? Then why is she always hanging around me, huh? Maybe she prefers a real man who doesn’t get distracted by every pretty face that walks by.”

I clenched my fists, my face turning red with anger. “She does not! Y/N deserves someone with class and elegance, not some brute who can’t even find his way to the nearest tavern!”

Zoro crossed his arms, clearly enjoying how riled up I was getting. “Keep telling yourself that, love-cook. But when she realizes you’re too busy swooning over every girl in Dressrosa, don’t come crying to me.”

“Why you—” I lunged at him, ready to knock that stupid grin off his face.

Before I could get any closer, Violet’s voice cut through the tension like a blade. “Listen, Black Leg!” she said sharply, stepping between us. “Your ship has been hijacked by my colleague Giolla, and they’re making their way to Greenbit right now.” She looked at me with a mix of urgency and empathy. “If you don’t act fast, you might lose everything you’ve been fighting for.”

Laws POV… 

Doflamingo’s laughter echoed through the forest as Fujitora’s gravity technique kept me pinned to the ground, each second more suffocating than the last. I could barely move, my breathing labored and strained.

Doflamingo’s mocking voice cut through the haze of pain. “You know, Law, all this time you’ve been fighting against something far greater than you realize.”

I forced myself to focus despite the crushing weight. “What are you talking about?” I managed to croak out.

Doflamingo’s grin widened. “The World Government, Law. The 20 kingdoms that formed the foundation of this world, the Celestial Dragons—those who hold absolute power. The agreements made to keep this twisted system in place. It’s all part of the grand design.”

I struggled to piece together his words through the pain. “All this time you were a...” I began, my voice labored.

Doflamingo’s laughter grew louder as he continued to toy with Caesar’s heart, dropping it and catching it with cruel precision

Sanji POV… 

I stood at the crossroads of my decisions, torn between rescuing Nami and continuing my search for Y/N. The weight of my choices was heavy, but the thought of Y/N still missing gnawed at me. "Y/N, where are you, my sweet?" I muttered under my breath.

Flashback to 10 minutes earlier…

“Listen, mosshead, butt out of this decision!” I snapped at Zoro. “I’m looking for Y/N and also saving Nami and the others, got it?”

Zoro crossed his arms, glaring at me. “Idiot! How the hell are you going to be in two places at once? You can’t just split yourself in half!”

“Listen, I’ll head to the Colosseum, tell Luffy what’s going on, and then I’ll be the one in search of Y/N, got it?” Zoro shot back, his frustration evident.

“Alright, alright!” I relented, rubbing my temples in frustration. “I’ll go rescue Nami, and you find Y/N. Deal?”

Zoro nodded, a hint of relief on his face. “Deal. Just make sure you don’t get yourself killed while you’re at it.”

“Same to you,” I shot back, a smirk on my face despite the tension. “Don’t mess up and make me come rescue you too.”

End of flashback..

Here I was, riding the toy stallion with Violet. It still pained me to make the decision to split up, but if Y/N was anywhere close by, Zoro and Kinemon would be the first to find you. I tried to focus on the task at hand, though my heart ached with worry.

“Now, Violet, I told you to wait at the harbor, you naughty girl,” I said, fawning.

“I would, but the place is covered with Marines,” Violet replied, as we sped through the streets. “You and your friends may want to rethink your rendezvous point. I counted four battleships total, which means there are about 3,000 Marines scattered around.”

“And you managed to find that out in such a short amount of time?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“It’s one of my abilities,” Violet said with a laugh. “Clairvoyance.”

“Clairvoyance, huh? That’s impressive,” I said, trying to keep the worry out of my voice. Violet assured me not to worry about her safety, but then she suddenly tensed, her gaze distant.

“I should be able to see your ship, but it’s simply not there,” Violet said, her tone turning serious.

“Wait, like it disappeared?” I asked, my heart sinking.

“It’s bad. It seems your ship emerged by now… where? And your ship was struck by lightning!” Violet said, her concern evident.

“Struck by lightning? Then Nami must be safe!” I said, relief washing over me as I made my way toward where the ship should be.  

Law POV… 

Doflamingo continued to taunt as Fujitora’s gravity powers kept me pinned to the ground. Each breath was labored, and the crushing weight felt like it was suffocating me.

“Damn that power,” I thought. “I’m completely immobilized.”

“There’s no way you’re a Celestial Dragon!” I managed to heave out, my voice strained.

“That’s me, well, that was me at least,” Doflamingo sneered. “But not anymore. Not many can say they’ve lived a checkered life as I have.” His taunts were infuriating, each word dripping with arrogance.

“Who cares, stop rambling, bastard!” I gasped, trying to push through the crushing weight.

“Sorry, Law,” Doflamingo said with a mocking tone. “Believe me, I would like nothing more than to knock back a few drinks and tell you all about my life story. But I don’t have time for all that. The Straw Hats are in Dressrosa, and I need to address that. And while I’m at it, I need to get my hands on that princess. It makes me most excited thinking about it.”

His words stung, and I could barely keep my eyes open as the pain intensified. The thought of you and the others in danger fueled my resolve. I had to find a way out of this, no matter what.

Fujitora’s head tilted slightly, his attention shifting. “I heard a thunderclap. I may be blind, but I’ve always had a keen sense for weather,” he remarked, his voice calm but focused.

From the bushes, Caesar emerged, desperate and frantic. “Joker! What are you doing?! Give me my heart back! I want it back now!” he whined, his usual panic setting in.

Doflamingo glanced at the heart in his hand, an amused grin spreading across his face. I struggled under the weight of Fujitora’s gravity power, each breath coming harder than the last.

“No good… I never said whose heart it was,” I managed to say between gasps of air. The words caught Doflamingo’s attention, and his grin widened.

Without a second thought, he crushed the heart, testing my claim. Caesar let out a dramatic wail, collapsing to the ground as if the very life had been squeezed out of him. But when nothing serious happened, and the realization struck that the heart didn’t belong to Caesar after all, Doflamingo’s amusement vanished. It was a marine soldier’s heart.

Taking the moment of confusion, I made my move. “Room!” I summoned my ability, the familiar blue dome surrounding us. “Shambles!” In an instant, I swapped myself out with a log, grabbing Caesar by the scruff and making a run for it.

“Joker, help me!!” Caesar shrieked, flailing in my grasp as we made our escape.

“You’ve got a lot of energy left, Law,” Doflamingo called out, already chasing us down with terrifying speed. Each time he attacked, I would switch the trajectory with an object, barely staying ahead of him.

We were heading toward the bridge, the path narrowing with every step. In the distance, I heard the panicked cries of the Straw Hat crew.

“Idiots! Keep your mouths shut!” I barked at them, knowing their noise would only draw more attention.

“So that’s your plan,” Doflamingo cackled, his eyes locked on the Thousand Sunny. “You think you can escape me by hiding behind your little pirate friends?”

“Doflamingo, wait! This doesn’t involve them!” I shouted, desperation creeping into my voice.

“Too late, Law!” Doflamingo’s laughter echoed through the air as he closed in. “Besides, I’m here to collect what’s mine.” His gaze fixed on the Sunny, and I could feel the threat looming over them.

I gritted my teeth. I had to stop him, no matter the cost.

Sanji POV…  

"Hey! You made my crewmates cry! You're going down!" I yelled as I launched myself into the sky with my Skywalk, my leg igniting with Diable Jambe. I aimed straight for Doflamingo, landing a burning kick right to his side.

"Sanji's here!" I heard Nami, Chopper, Brook, and Momo shout in relief. But Doflamingo simply laughed.

"This should be fun," he said with a wicked grin, his eyes gleaming with malice. "So, you're with the Straw Hats… Black Leg Sanji."

He moved so fast, I barely saw it coming. "Penta-Chromatic Strings!" Doflamingo shouted, and I felt the sharp pain as his strings sliced into me, knocking me out of the air.

"Sanji's hit!" Brook cried. "How? I didn’t even see him move!" Chopper added, panic in his voice.

I grunted in pain as I was falling from the sky clutching my side. "You don't have the strength to protect anyone," Doflamingo mocked, his laughter cutting through the pain. "Sanji!" Nami yelled, her voice filled with worry.

Gritting my teeth, I pushed myself up, forcing the pain away. "Don't you dare turn your back on me… or my Diable Jambe!" I snarled, my left leg igniting in flames once again. "Poele a Friere: Spectre!" I unleashed a barrage of fiery kicks at Doflamingo.

"Let's go, Sanji!" Nami cheered. "Kick his butt!" Chopper added.

But then, I felt it—the sudden stop, my body freezing mid-attack. "What… I can't move! What the hell is wrong with me?!" My limbs wouldn't respond, as if they were bound by invisible chains.

Doflamingo laughed again, his voice filled with sadistic pleasure. "You’re no match for me, Black Leg."

I could see the crew in the distance, watching, their faces filled with fear. "What the hell are you guys waiting around for?! Use the Coup de Burst and get out of here!" I yelled, desperate for them to escape.

"We're not leaving you!" Nami shouted back, defiant.

But Doflamingo wasn't done. A flaming whip formed in his hand. "Overheat!" he called, launching the attack at me. I braced myself, but my body wouldn't respond.

"Shambles!" A voice from my left—Law. In an instant, I was teleported away from the strike, landing safely back on the ship with everyone else.

"There's been a slight change of plans. To the ship!" Law ordered, already assessing the situation. My left arm throbbed with pain, but I clutched it, trying to hide it from Chopper’s worried gaze.

"Sanji!" Nami shouted, running toward me.

"Oh… hey, Nami," I said, forcing a grin, but the pain and exhaustion were starting to catch up.

"Doflamingo is heading back!" Chopper cried out, his panic rising again.

"Great," I muttered under my breath, trying to regain my focus. Then Law turned to me, his voice low and urgent. "Sanji… what about the factory?"

"We found out where it is, but Franky says it's going to be tougher to infiltrate than we thought," I replied, my tone serious.

"And… Y/N?" Law's voice was barely above a whisper, but the weight of his words hit hard.

I looked down at the deck, my chest tightening. "No, I couldn’t find her… Zoro's looking for her now." My voice cracked, and I hated myself for it.

"Wait, Sanji… what do you mean find Y/N?" Chopper asked, his concern growing. I could see the worry in their eyes.

"I lost her," I confessed, my voice strained. "I’ve searched everywhere, but she’s nowhere in Dressrosa. I don’t know where she is…"

"Hmph, the young princess is missing, huh?" Caesar chimed in, a smug grin on his face. "Maybe Doflamingo’s men already captured her."

I clenched my fist, anger boiling in my veins. "If they’ve touched her…" But I didn’t finish the sentence. There was no time for that now. I had to believe Zoro would find her. I had to believe she was still safe.

"We still need more time!" Law said, clutching something in his hand—a heart.

"Is that… my heart?!" Caesar wailed in panic.

"I'm afraid this is mine," Law responded coldly. "Yours? I've had that hidden this whole time." He held Caesar's heart firmly, showing no signs of letting it go.

"Listen, you guys need to head to Zou," Law continued, his tone sharp. "There are only two tasks left—destroy the factory and find out where Y/N is."

"Wait a minute!" Nami interrupted, her voice full of fire. "Hold on! We’re not going anywhere yet! If you think we’re going to set sail without our captain, you're nuts! We take orders from Luffy, NOT you!" she declared, standing her ground.

Just then, a massive explosion rocked the ship as we were hit with a cannonball from a nearby Navy ship. "Not good," I muttered, glancing at the damage. Things were escalating fast.

"Hold up, Law," I said, turning to him. "I realize we need to get out of here now and keep Caesar safe, but the operation with Caesar was just a waypoint. Our shared goal was to take down Kaido, wasn’t it? Why are you getting so hung up on Doflamingo?"

Law’s face darkened, but before he could answer, Nami shouted, "Time to go! Everyone ready?"

"Listen, Nami, you need to get to a clear sky!" Law called out. "Doflamingo possesses the String-String Fruit. He uses the clouds to get around."

"That explains it!" I said, realizing how Doflamingo had been moving so quickly.

Law then placed his blade against Giolla’s throat, using her as leverage. "One wrong move from Doflamingo, and she’s done," he warned, eyes cold.

With no other option, and knowing the clock was ticking, we initiated the Coup de Burst. The Sunny rocketed away from Greenbit, leaving the chaos behind us for now.

Zoro POV… 

We made it to the Coliseum, but there was still no sign of Y/N. Frustration bubbled up as I muttered, "Damn it, Y/N, where the hell did you go?"

"Do you have any ideas on how to get in? It’s all locked up," Kinemon asked, his voice low but urgent.

"No, but I could slash the bars down," I replied without thinking.

"We're trying to avoid exposure!" Kinemon snapped, clearly annoyed.

"Okay, so I can slash it quietly?" I offered with a smirk.

"That’s no help at all!" Kinemon shot back, his patience wearing thin.

Just then, we spotted someone passing by the bars of the Coliseum. "Hey! You!" I yelled, trying to get his attention. The guy froze, looking like a deer in headlights, then started freaking out.

"Hey, don’t leave yet! There’s something important I need to ask you!" I called out, but he just continued freaking out and cheering wildly.

"You sure this is a Coliseum and not a mental institution?" Kinemon muttered.

I rolled my eyes. "Hey! I’m talking to you! Second floor, over here!" I kept shouting.

"Tears of joy shall flow to the end of time!" the guy screamed, completely ignoring me.

"Look, I don’t know who you are, but is there a way into the Coliseum? All the entrances I’ve found are closed up!" I shouted again, growing more irritated.

"I’m so glad I became a pirate! I can die happy!" the guy yelled, tears streaming down his face.

"What the..." I muttered, trying to process the madness.

Kinemon sighed. "Wait a moment, he said he knows Sir Luffy?" he asked, clearly confused. "How could he tell with our brilliant disguises?"

"Yeah, I know..." I muttered, wondering the same thing.

Just then, my transponder snail rang. I grabbed it quickly. "Hello?!" I barked.

"Now, Roronoa, there's no need to yell," came the familiar voice, making my heart stop.

"Where the hell are you, Y/N?! We've been looking for you!" I yelled into the transponder.

"Me?! I was yelling for you to wait!" she snapped back, clearly annoyed.

"Listen, that’s not the point," Y/N continued. "Doflamingo's men have been chasing me block after block. I had to change out of my disguise. Doflamingo has something planned for me, along with all of us and the rest of Dressrosa. That’s why I can't be anywhere near you guys yet."

"Where are you?!" I demanded, clenching my fists.

"Don't worry, I'm safe for now. I'll call again in a few minutes, Zoro. Please stay safe," she said, her tone softening at the end.

"Wait, don’t—!" I started, but the call ended.

I stared at the transponder snail, frustration building. "At least we know she's safe, Sir Zoro," Kinemon said, trying to ease the tension.

"Yeah, but we still need to find her. She could say she's safe, but that doesn't mean she's out of danger," I replied, my mind racing. "We need to talk to Luffy, tell him everything, and figure out where Y/N is before it's too late."

Y/N POV… 

"You got in contact with your crew?" Sabo asked as I handed back the transponder snail.

"Yeah, I reached Zoro," I replied, wiping my brow. "Told him I'd call back in a few minutes to explain the plan I have. Too bad that thug passed out from fear though... but we've still got two more left to make the call to Doflamingo." I smirked, glancing at the remaining thugs.

"And what's your plan?" Sabo asked, stepping closer with a curious yet cautious look in his eyes.

"Simple," I said, crossing my arms confidently. "We get one of these fools to call Doflamingo and tell him they’ve caught me. Lure him to the front of the Coliseum, kick his ass, make him chase me, let him think he's cornered me—only to have me lead him straight to the palace where we shut the whole operation down." I grinned, like I'd just outlined the most brilliant plan in the world.

Sabo stared at me, clearly skeptical. "Listen, Y/N, I'm all for kicking ass and taking down Doflamingo... but I don’t want anything to happen to you," he said, his voice growing serious as he placed his hands gently on my hips. "I just got you back, and I'm not about to risk losing you again."

His voice cracked, and I felt the weight of his words as tears began to fall from his eyes onto my chest. He was trembling, and I could feel the grief beneath his tough exterior.

"I already lost one brother... I can’t..." he said, choking on his tears.

The depth of his pain hit me hard. I stared at him in shock. 

"You were Ace's brother?" I asked, the shock of the revelation settling in.

Sabo nodded, his hands still holding me tightly. "And since you're Luffy's brother... that means you lost Ace too," I whispered, the weight of it all hitting me.

Sabo’s expression darkened, his eyes filled with guilt and sorrow. "When I found out... I lost it," he admitted, his voice thick with emotion. "I crashed. I... should have been there for him. I should have been there for Luffy."

"When did you find out?" I asked gently, placing a hand on his cheek and wiping away his tears.

"The day you were knocked out by King, and he caught us," Sabo replied, his body trembling. "When John and I went to treat your injuries, I went to an office and… saw the newspaper."

"Sabo..." I whispered, my heart aching for him.

"I should have been there... I should have been by his side. Luffy needed me, Ace needed me, and I wasn’t there for either of them." His voice cracked again, the pain of regret clear in every word.

I pulled him closer, feeling his pain radiating through me. "You can't blame yourself... you didn’t know," I whispered softly. "And now, you're here. You’re fighting for Luffy, and for everything Ace stood for."

Tears continued to stream down his face as he rested his forehead against mine. "I can’t lose anyone else, Y/N. Not you, not Luffy," he said, his voice barely a whisper. 

 I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close, letting him feel the safety of the embrace. "You’ve been through so much, Sabo. And even with all that, you were there for me."

He pulled back slightly, his eyes full of emotion. “But that's the thing, Y/N," he said, his voice rough with raw emotion. "You’re not just another person I’m protecting. You’re a part of my world. I’ve lost so much, I can’t... I won’t lose you too."

He exhaled deeply, his grip on my shoulders tightening as if grounding himself. “That’s why I have to go to that Colosseum," he said, determination flaring in his eyes. "To win the Flame-Flame Fruit. So I can carry Ace’s legacy and protect those who are important to me. If I have that power... I can make sure no one I care about gets hurt again."

I was about to respond when I heard groaning from one of the thugs. Giving Sabo a knowing look, I released the hug and made my way toward him. "Good morning there," I smirked. "Now, are you going to pass out like your buddy here, or are you going to follow directions?"

The man nodded frantically. "Good," I smirked, grabbing his transponder snail. "Now make the call."

We waited until Doflamingo picked up. His voice oozed malice. "Hello. This better be important, as I am dealing with an important matter."

"Sir, we got her... We got the girl, young master!" the thug said.

Doflamingo laughed. "I knew she couldn’t run forever. Now tell me, is she tied up nice and snug?"

It took everything in me not to snap back. "Yeah, she is. She’s tied up. Meet us at the Colosseum at the front, so you can take her."

"Splendid work you did. I’ll see you soon," Doflamingo said before ending the call.

I clenched my right hand, crouching in front of the thug. "Good job!" I said, landing a punch to his cheek and sending him flying into the wall. "Now what?" Sabo asked.

"Now, I call Zoro again." I grabbed Sabo's transponder snail and dialed Zoro. "Hello?! Y/N?!" Zoro's voice came through urgently.

"Y/N?! Where have you been?!" Luffy's voice followed, almost grinning through the call.

"Hey, captain. How’s it going? I was checking on your fight. I wish I was there to kick some ass too!" I said.

"Same here, Y/N," Zoro said.

"Anyway, that’s not the point. The point is I’m safe, but Doflamingo has had me tracked since I got here. He’s even got three men chasing me block after block," I explained.

"Where are you?!" Luffy demanded.

"Don’t worry, Luffy. I’m safe. I’m with... someone very special," I whispered that last part, hoping he wouldn’t pry. "I have a plan, but I want to ask your permission first."

"What is it?" Luffy asked.

"I’m going to have to get Doflamingo to take me to his palace," I said.

"WAIT, AS IN KIDNAPPED?!" Zoro’s voice cracked with disbelief.

"Yes, as in kidnapped. I need to get him away from the Colosseum and into the palace where I can hopefully shut things down. There’s more to the plan, but I can’t say much right now. I’ll see you guys in the palace."

Zoro's frustration was palpable. "This is a terrible idea! We can't just let you get captured!"

"I know it sounds risky, Zoro, but it's the only way to draw Doflamingo out and get him where we need him. If I stay hidden, he’ll just keep searching for me. This way, I can use the opportunity to get to the palace and stop him from causing more chaos," I tried to reason. 

“This is insane!” Zoro snapped. “You’re not just walking into a trap—you’re running into it! How many things can go wrong here, Y/N? Do we need to pull out the list? You’re going up against a warlord who is psychotic, you could get thrown in a dungeon, or worse! And we won’t even know where you are!”

“I know the risks, Zoro. But it’s the only way to distract him long enough for us to make our move.” I said

Luffy, who had been quiet up until now, suddenly chimed in. “Y/N, this is risky, even for you...”

“I know,” she answered, her voice steady. “But I can do this. If I can get him off the streets and into the palace, it’ll give us the upper hand. You just need to trust me.”

“Trust you?” I scoffed, rubbing the back of my neck in frustration. “I trust you, but this plan is reckless even by your standards! Do you even know what you're up against?”

“Zoro, I’ll be fine. Just make sure you guys get to the palace. I’ll be waiting.” I laughed as I continued speaking to Zoro over the transponder snail. 

"Trust me, Zoro. I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t think it was the best option. I need to be where I can make the most impact, and right now, that’s in the palace. The plan is risky, but it's our best shot at stopping Doflamingo and getting back to safety."

Luffy cut in before Zoro could respond further. "Okay, Y/N, but I need you to be careful. We’ll be there just as soon as I figure out a way out of this Colosseum!" 

“I’ll be fine,” I said, my voice lighter now, trying to ease the tension. “I trust you guys to back me up.” 

Zoro is not fully convinced. “This is still a terrible idea... If anything happens to you, I’m coming to drag your reckless ass out of there myself.”

I laughed trying to ease the tension. “I know you will, Zoro. But you won’t have to. Just be ready when it’s time.”

I ended the call and turned back to Sabo. “Okay, that’s phase one of the plan. Phase two will be when Luffy gets to the palace. You need to get to the Colosseum,” I said, giving his arm a playful shove.

Sabo’s eyes lit up with a roguish smile. “You know, a bit of encouragement would go a long way. How about a good luck kiss?”

I raised an eyebrow, trying to suppress a smile. “Focus on the plan, Sabo. We got things to do.”

He leaned in closer, his smile widening. “Oh, come on. Just one kiss for luck?”

I laughed softly, shaking my head. “You’re incorrigible. Just make sure you don’t get yourself into trouble. I’ll be waiting for you.”

Sabo gave me a lingering look before nodding. “You’ve got it. I’ll be careful. But don’t think I’m letting you off the hook for that kiss.”

I watched him go, a mixture of worry and affection in my heart.

I continued to run, my feet pounding against the cobblestones as the towering walls of the Colosseum loomed in the distance. The sound of distant battles and the chaotic energy of Dressrosa filled the air, but I focused only on reaching my destination.

Finally, I arrived, stopping just outside the Colosseum. I caught my breath, glancing around to make sure I wasn’t being followed. "Alright," I muttered to myself, scanning the area. "Now, I wait."

From my vantage point, I could see Zoro and Kin’emon standing near the entrance, talking to Luffy, who was behind the bars. Their conversation seemed tense, as Luffy’s impatience was written all over his face. I narrowed my eyes, watching carefully, making sure no one else had eyes on them.

This was it—the moment before everything would change. I just hoped I could intervene at the right time

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[crushedsweets]

so I can't find it, but when the proxies were helping clocks, you mentioned that Tim doesn't like it when she screams or cries. Something about it bothering him. I wish I could recall.

OK SO i also cant find the post (cuz of tumblrs tagging system) buuut i'm gonna use this to ramble about clocky meeting the proxies again, since i sorta adjusted it...

in my au, O/S syndrome refers to slender sickness. it usually starts with the operator taking COMPLETE control over someone's body and mind, and then slenderman 'stealing' them and making them do his bidding (clean up operator problems) which results in them having a 'proxy mode' vs their 'normal' mode

so clockys backstory goes as usual, then towards the end she starts slowly getting O/S syndrome. i sort of want her introduction to toby/the proxies to be ALMOST a reflection of how toby and clocky canonically met. (her getting hurt cuz of him, him helping her as an apology)

so around the time natalie replaced her eye with a clock, O/S syndrome fully set in. while sick, she couldn't form memories, she had inhuman strength, an insatiable bloodlust - just became a general menace, and because bodies started dropping all around tuscaloosa with operator symbols slashed into walls, the proxies had to intervene.

it started with toby stalking her while she's stalking her next victim. her and toby get into a huge tussle and she locks onto him as her next victim. he chooses to play cat and mouse and run off to the forest, having her follow. i'm imagining an almost comical scene where she's slashing around branches and stuff with a machete and he's like 'ahhh cant catch meeeee' and she's screaming obscenities. . .

then by time he ends up at the cabin, tim or brian probably knock her out since she's, yknow, a huge threat. a bat to the back of her head.

and she would wake up in their spare 'storage' room thats filled to the brim with boxes, old bikes, massive stacks of newspapers, cds, etc. she'd probably have her wrists zip tied to an exposed pipe and she'd be losing her fucking mind. screaming at the top of her lungs, thrashing around, whatever. "LET ME GO YOU FUCKING FREAKS LET ME GO ILL KILL YOU ILL FUCKING KILL YOU"

the way to slowly heal O/S syndrome is being around slenderman(aka in his forest) for a long time, until the Operator loses grasp. the way to quickly deal with O/S syndrome is to um.. no nice way to put this. slendermans jaw unhinges and he oozes this gross fucking black tar-like goo, and drinking it (or putting it into pill capsules and taking those) makes the operator let go. it doesnt really have a taste, thank god, but it is thicker than water.

so it would be a whole ordeal of toby coming in like heeeeyyyy... lol... and he would think shes REALLY BADASS because he's never met a woman like her (so strong, loud mouthed, violent, etc). plus he's kinda lonely in general so LMFAOOOO . so he wants to befriend her, and is kinda ignoring the fat that she's mad as hell.

but she's in so much agony. from the O/S syndrome to getting hit with a bat, she's screaming and crying and never shutting up. throwing up, trying to literally bite and kick the proxies if they even bring in water. so toby would be 'designated' to her because "well youre the dumb fuck who brought her here, you deal with it"

he'd probably have to trick her into taking one of the pills or putting the sludge into an opaque water bottle or something. after the first bit is ingested, she quickly gains more clarity. he'd try getting a cot or air mattress set up for her. bring a book and drawing supplies. he wants her to trust him. within a day or two, she'd already start feeling immensely better and the operator is letting go - and toby would stupidly trust her, and completely undo the zipties, and she'd run the fuck off, and he'd be like FUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK. and not even a week later, she'd come back. because she's horribly sick again. and she'd beg for the stupid pills.

and she'd start to trust toby, and eventually kate. . and a little bit brian. but she would still not fuck with tim cuz it is true, he would hate all the screaming, and would occasionally bang on the door and shout at her to quiet down.

but yeah . . thats how she gets situated with the proxies and her O/S syndrome is healed. :3

[thebardisabird]

My contribution in celebrating the birth of six idiots who have changed my life in a number of ways forever.

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You wiped at your forehead, inspecting the very last touches you placed on the cake. It was a marvel that you managed to whip something up like this in such short notice - but for all of the effort, you knew the reward would be so much sweeter. In the midst of watching your hands, you heard the doorbell ring. 

“Right on time” you murmured to yourself. 

At your door were your neighbors, the Matsuno brothers, each personality more different than the next. 

“Oiii!” called the eldest, “Let us in already, it’s hot outside!” You were thankful you could control the roll in your eyes as you opened the front door. Osomatsu’s cheesy grin met you with a familiar brightness, “There you are! Thought you’d never show!” 

He laughed as you shook your head, “I’m not hearing that from the guy who left me waiting for thirty minutes in front of the konbini the other day, Osomatsu.” His response was a mere “Whoops!” before throwing himself on your couch.

“Forgive my buraza, he’s simply a scoundrel,” came showyh baritoned speech. Donning a blue romper with an embroidered, golden K on it was Karamatsu, the second eldest. His fingers took yours, placing a small kiss to the top of your hand. As soon as his eyes found yours, his recognizable sparkle began to show, a display that made you laugh. 

“That he is, Karamatsu, come inside, please” you gestured to your living room, which he followed suit. He hit you with a wink and a finger gun as he passed you, “Always a pleasure to see you, darling!” 

Next came the third eldest, whose face of annoyance was not missed. Upon seeing you however, he switched back to his normal, much gentler smile. He bowed briefly, “Thank you for having us over, we appreciate your time!” You tilted your head, the disbelieving laughter escaping you rather quickly, “Choromatsu, that’s so formal, we’re literally friends!” His hand came to the back of his head in slight embarrassment as he moved in the direction of his brothers, “Ah, I know, I know, but one should still be polite when they’re a guest in someone’s home.” You found yourself shaking your head far too much already. 

“Ah...hey. Thanks for having us.” Turning to Ichimatsu, the fourth brother, he met you with a small wave and an even smaller smile. Your warm smile and wave was much more animated in comparison, but you knew him well enough to know the sentiment was shared, “I’m glad you came, Ichimatsu”. His eyes caught something, a splotch of dusty white on your sleeve, “Oh. Hey is that flour-” “AHHH WE’RE HERE! WE’RE HERE!” 

Screaming at the top of his lungs was the fifth brother who, in all of his wildly energetic nature, twirled around you with delight. Within his sleeves he let loose a small wisp of tiny daisy flowers. The petals cascaded about you, some landing on your hands and sleeves, others sadly to the ground. You blinked, unsure of what all exactly just happened or why he even had those, but you giggled regardless. 

“Hi Jyushimatsu, it’s nice to see you too!” His extraordinary grin grew wider as your greeting, “Thank you for letting us come over! Now let’s play ball! Hustle, Hustle! Muscle Muscle!” 

Then came the final brother, who was sighing as he walked up, “How you deal with them is beyond me.” You gave him an incredulous look, “You literally do it every day, Todomatsu.” 

He whipped out his phone, using the front-facing camera to check his reflection, “I know and just look at me, I’ve never looked so exhausted in my life!” It was your turn to sigh before you finally smiled, “Glad you could make it regardless.” 

“Are you kidding? We wouldn’t miss this for the world!” Todomatsu replied, joining his brothers in your now full living room. 

“It’s true,” Choromatsu chimed in, “Though...we are curious as to why we’re here. Normally you just meet us outside.” His expression changed from thoughtful to puzzled as he spoke. Jyushimatsu tapped on the table, “Yeah! Yeah! What’s up with that?” 

You lifted your head with pride, “Well boys, I’m glad you’re curious. I have something for you, actually.” 

The sextuplets all looked at one another, confusion brewing between them all. They couldn’t remember asking you for anything...so what was the occasion? No sooner had they thought to discuss it amongst themselves did faint rolling sounds catch their attention. Back into the room you came, a small cart being pushed in their direction. Warmth spread throughout you as you eyed the cover below you fondly. You pinched the cloth and pulled it back carefully, revealing six delectable miniature cakes. 

“WOAHHH!” the group shouted in unison. You were crowded almost instantly. The small delicacies were each frosted with the respective brothers' signature color, from Osomatsu's brilliant red down to Todomatsu's rosy pink, and decorated with a whipped cream frosting that smelled so heavenly it took even you a substantial amount of discipline to not pipe the whole bag into your mouth. Though your grin was near ear splitting, your voice held a sentimental lilt to it, "Happy Birthday, guys." The six of them would scoop their cakes up in mere seconds, already digging away at them. "THANK YOUUUU!" they echoed together once more. You watched with a glowing amount of joy as your friends thoroughly enjoyed their birthday gifts from you. Osomatsu, who you always could count on to be the realest with you, even when it wasn't something you wanted to hear at the moment. He made it very easy to enjoy his company whenever you two hung out. Karamatsu, who reminded you that confidence and self love were key items to happiness, and that it didn't hurt to be kind either. And when he played guitar, you swore you could listen for hours. Choromatsu, who kept you level headed with his practicality - and who was particularly fun to go to karaoke with. You could always rely on him to be the friend that surprises you.

Ichimatsu, whose silence is a thing of comfort. Words weren't necessary with him all the time, and you appreciated that. His gentleness with animals has always left an impression on you.

Jyushimatsu, who lights your day up like the sun itself. His energy is infectious, his laughter contagious, and despite his aloofness, he's never been anything less than genuine with you.

Todomatsu, who was always the quickest to ease your worries. Incredibly sweet (to only just you) and your biggest cheerleader, he always made you feel so supported.

Six happy sighs in unison as the plates were finally cleared. "Y'know...did we even remember today was our birthday?" questioned Osomatsu. Karamatsu's pondered hum came next to him, "Come to think of it, I don't think we did...ah but is that not the curse of adulthood? To lose sight of simple pleasures?" "Jeez, Karamatsu-niisan, way to bring down the mood," Todomatsu chided, to which Karamatsu sunk his head. The youngest brother turned to you, "But seriously...we did forget." "I think it's nice though..." Ichimatsu chimed in, "To be reminded by someone who likes us enough to do this." "I agree!" Jyushimatsu exclaimed, his sleeves waving enthusiastically, "You make yummy cakes!" Choromatsu, took it upon himself to wear the sentimental expression now, "I think what all of us are trying to say is..." "Thank you so much for always thinking of us."

[guccixthv]

School dairies~<3

Plot: tutoring the school bad boy

A Jeon ff X Y/n

*ding dong~*

Jungkook pov

"ahhh who is it now...!! Freaking people don't even let me live peacefully"

*clicks open door*

"I've been sitting at your door from past 4 days...can't you make it quick??" You said frustrated...

"and who the hell told you to die here...don't you have your house?" Him in his regular cold tone

"SHUT UP..IM HERE TO TEACH YOU FOR GOD SAKE JUST BECAUSE OF OUR HEADMASTER...I HAVE zero INTREST IN WASTING MY PRECIOUS TIME ON YOU JEON!!" screaming on top of lungs

"all right all right stop..or else I might end up losing my years.." he said TruSfrAteD...

A/n pov

You entered inside viewing his entire house for the first time..a luxurious house with chandeliers and vases...just as you say on the couch find8ng it the most comfortable place..

"what is this?" You asked holding up a book

"I was studying" he said scratching his neck

"studying? Twisted?...now I know why you keep failing every semester" sarcastic tone

"(rolls eyes) whatever..studies is boring anyways"

" laugh or cry...yet you have to...now come and sit..I don't have enough time" ordering him..

"why? You've got concerts to attend..?? Your an ordinary girl I suppose"

"unlike you I've got many other important jobs you lame ideal boy...now come and sit"

Time skip....

"what do you wanna start with??" You asked him

"hmm..let's get off with science" he said randomly

"alright..(takes out books) which one?"

"twisted is way better~"

"shut up and choose"

"aghh what nonsense..(looks at them) *smirks* how about biology??"

"it's up to you"

"alright..science..biology.. reproduction..practical..let's go"

"JEON F JUNGKOOK!!!!!!!!!"

To be continued

[boragirl7]

devilicious ep 1

1.8k word count 

ep 1 - i love u, who r u?

•jk ff

•first meet in a “chillaxing shower” center

•first date

•virgin reader, virgin jk, reader’s first kiss

•reader oneshot pov

•literally no plot at all

•thought of this randomly in the shower so don’t hate

creator note:: devilicious will be a series! this is just part 1. no smut yet ㅠㅠ but very soon there will be. very very soon. can’t wait to start writing! this is my first ever ff and series.

Effortlessly, I put my robe on, excited for what will happen when I get there.

I’m a grown woman. 22 years old, no friends, no parents, no close family, just me and my grandma. I moved out, but I lived in my grandma’s house for nearly my whole life. My parents on the other hand… they unfortunately passed from a damn airplane crash that could’ve been prevented if some drunk ass person wasn’t on the plane. Oh, well, it’s been years.

I just need someone who’ll actually listen to me. Someone handsome, and someone who has a good personality, not a person who always thinks of having sex. I’ve never even kissed anyone in my entire life. Forget sex. 

I’m the biggest introvert ever. That’s why I have no friends. This person needs to start the conversations. If we stare awkwardly, I most definitely won’t be ending up with him. Or whoever he is.

I start to drive to the center only to be met with heavy traffic…

“Damn it!” 

I scream at the top of my lungs because the GPS says 5 MPH. I originally scheduled my appointment for 6:00 PM, but I’ll be about 30 minutes late due to this hour long wait traffic. It’s 5:30 right now.

I wait until I’m right near a U-turn exit so I can find a better route. And… I speed way past the limit. But the police’s eyes weren’t on me. I get there at about 5:55 PM, luckily.

“Hello, name?” The lady at the front desk asks me, “_____.” I reply back. “Ahhh, you’ve made it a little later than expected, but that’s alright. It takes a very short time to set up. And I think you’ll really love the guy who’ll hop in the shower with you.” She lengthily responds.

And finally…

I’m in the shower, at last. I’m a little shy. I hear a knock at the door. “Hello? It’s me.” He sounds nervous too. I reply saying come in, which of course makes him. I peek out one eye from the silk white shower curtains and get a glimpse of who he is. He does look handsome, I wasn’t expecting him to be this good looking. I only raise one eyebrow and stay silent until he says something again.

“I see you, you know?” He says clearly, looking at my one eye pointing out, grinning. “Shit, my sign to hide behind the shower curtains.” I say mentally. As he strips while I’m behind the curtains, I take a moment to adjust my own bare body. The shower cubicle is quite spacious, and so is the room. The room smells of lavender and mint. Along with the hot steamy water running. I’ve never felt so much peace like this, although I knew it’d turn out awkward in a little bit.

And he finally climbs in. While I’m under the water with my eyes closed, he taps my shoulder. And we make immediate eye contact. “Hi, I’m Jungkook.” But all I can do is blink while making eye contact with him. He looks up and down and then back at my eyes. “H-hi… I’m Y/N.” He isn’t that much taller than me, probably only about 3cm taller. I just look at the wall because I can’t really look anywhere else, and I don’t want to look directly at him. Then, I face him again and look down for about 3 seconds, then face the wall again and cup my face. 

I feel a light tap on my shoulder, “Hey, what’s wrong?” I hear a sweet mellow voice from my right side. “J-just a little shy, I’ve never met anyone in this way.” God damn, I’m blushing real hard. “You must’ve had a reason to come here, right? Why’d you come here?” He asks while gazing into me while I’m facing the wall. “Well… I feel a little too isolated. I don’t have friends, my parents passed, I don’t have any close family but my grandma. But I usually don’t enjoy bringing up these topics…” He turns my body to face his. “Damn, that seems like a lot. I’m sorry you’re going through all that, but let’s focus on right now. The both of us. In this shower.” And he pats my head. His hand gestures for me to go under the water. 

It’s funny that a total stranger is helping me shower and I’m helping him shower. Everything he asks I just swiftly do. 

“You know, you’re my last client for today. And this is work, for me. Maybe after… If we know each other well enough we can uh… Hang… out?”

He suddenly asked me, but every word he said he had trouble getting out.

My blushing became really really visible. “M-maybe… H-how do you feel working here?” I finally asked a question. I praised myself mentally. “Well… I like it here. The idea of showering with random women wasn’t my ideal cliché, but it’s peaceful, like…” And suddenly, he presses the button on his left, which turns on these beautiful star sky lights and turns the bright lights off. “Like this. These lights are my favorite.” He gives a soft smile to me. So I smile to him back. But my eyes can’t help not looking at his bare chest. He has a six pack, so skinny. The type I wanted to see from a man. And god, he’s so unbelievably beautiful. 

He realized he got distracted for a hot minute so he grabbed the shampoo and shampooed my hair. I was just astonished at the way he shampooed it because it’s way better than the way I do. He rinses it off and he goes under the water.

We seem to talk for sometime, it’s like the thoughts of showering just faded away. It was just us two, in peace.

“U-uh, _____?” He mumbled.

“Yeah, Jungkook?” I firmly replied back

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

I’m super sheepish, but I reply with, “No, I haven’t even had my first kiss yet.” I blush at admitting that. Because I’m a 22 year old woman and I still haven’t had my first kiss. I feel him softly brush my hair behind my ear, and his gaze deep into my eyes.

“Can I… be your first kiss?” He muttered, blushing softly.

Looking at his doe eyes, I just couldn’t deny him being my first kiss. I slapped myself in the mind for a hot second, though, “_____, this is a total stranger!” I said mentally. But I accepted his request anyway.

“Y..Yes…”

He pinned me to the wall, then our eyes met accordingly. The tension was super intense. I blushed like crazy. That’s when he kissed me slowly, and I fell into it. My eyes were shut. This is what a kiss feels like?! Being kissed by him just felt like euphoria. After he stopped, I immediately wrapped my arm around his neck and kissed him back. My tongue was sticking out more than ever, hooking onto his. Fuck, my second kiss in my entire lifetime is this wet?! It’s not gross, it’s just… Nice.

“J-Jungkook…?” I mumbled.

“Hm?” He faced me afterwards.

“C-can I hug you?” I was super sheepish again.

He actually hugged me first. Then I hugged him back. 

We actually made out about 8 times this entire shower. 

How can I even like a stranger this much?!

Finally, after finishing, which took about an hour and 15 minutes, we went out separate ways to change, but then he went towards me as soon as I was about to pay at the front desk.

“_____!” He shouted from across the room.

The lady at the front desk looked back. I couldn’t see her expression, but Jungkook grinned back at her.  “About hanging out… You can keep your car parked here. Noona’s got it. Or sorry, I should say the lady in front of you, she’s the manager of this center!” Then he runs passionately towards me. “You liked today, right?” He raised an eyebrow and rested his hand on my shoulder. “Mhm, yeah.” I nodded, then looked at him. He seemed like a completely different person now, especially not seeing him in the “first meet” persona, and with clothes on, and his tattoos showing too, god, he’s soooo fine.

“Noona, introduce yourself to _____.” He says clearly. “Yes, I’m Noona, the lady who checked you out and helped you in.” She gives me her hand and we do a handshake. Then I finally pay. “Next time you may not even have to pay, darling.” She nods and smiles at me. I smile back and say, “Thank you, Noona.”

Jungkook hurriedly grabs my hand and shows off his Audi R8. My dream car, and damn, he has it. My eyes widen and shine at the gleams from the windshield. It’s even the color I wanted. “I’ve always wanted this car, you know? Yours is so beautiful…” I say to him, but he just laughs sheepishly.

“You know, when you applied to go here, I was the first to look at your application. Even though so many people reserve a spot here and don’t usually get it, I just couldn’t leave you out like that, you know, because you’re so beautiful and I was even right about you having a charming personality. I wanted to get to know you more, and still do, and I hope it’s fine with you.” He briefly says to me.

I can’t do anything but blush heavily at his comment. “God, is it embarrassing that you’re the first man I’ve kissed or ever been seen with? I’m just such an introvert and I have n-“ but he stops me there, pins me to his car, and makes out with me again. 

“You’re so cute, also, as an introvert myself, this was a hard job to choose, but it helped me open up a bit more to others, also now I should say you have me. Also, baby, you made the right choice by choosing this place. So come in my car and let’s go to my place.” Baby? No one has ever called me that… But him, and we just met… But I’m highly surprised he’s an introvert, because, he seemed like someone who didn’t have to think twice about what to say, or someone who was never scared to talk to anyone else. I nodded, and he was kind enough to open the car door for me. 

“You’re also my first… My first kiss, and the first person I’m really taking into my home, and the first person that I’m saying I love you to. I love you, Y/N. We only met today, but I technically saw your info last week and I hope this isn’t overwhelming for you.” Now I’m starting to find him cute. He has long but romantic explanations.

“I love you too, Jungkook.” I reply back.

EP 2 - trust u more than myself

ff inspired by velvet, j-hope’s story from the cockpile series: https://www.tumblr.com/httpjeon/174552206438/the-cockpile-velvet-hoseok-m?source=share

[orii-blogs-stuff]

“... Where are we?” Max said.

It was getting dark so Leo, Riya and Max decided to go home. Unfortunately, while going back to the castle they got lost so they and their retainers  were setting up a makeshift camp with barely any supplies.

Max was out getting firewood and currently, he was lost.

“I believe we are close by to the campsite, My Lord.” Edward said holding up the lantern, “It should be just up ahead.”

Instead of the campsite, they had come across a desolate village.

The light from the lantern illuminated parts of the village buildings, Max stared at the way the used-to-be houses had collapsed onto themselves, overrun by moss and small plants such as flowers.

Max took a step to go closer.

“My Lord, please do not.” Edward said. “You could get injured.”

“I’ll be fine.” Max said as he stepped closer to investigate, “What happened here?”  

“I believe the village had been burnt down during the war.” Edward said. “During the war, it was common to burn down villages and farmlands so the rivalling Duchy would not have enough grain to sustain themselves.”

It was the silence that Max found the most unnerving, the way every step he took would break the silence for a fraction of a second, before the entire village… the entire Forest being buried underneath an oppressive silence, the flowers had masked the scent of the rotting wood well enough that Max could ignore the stench if he didn’t think about it too hard.

Max had known that a war had occurred before he got iseakied to Yurgenschmidt, but living the past four months in the castle, where he received plenty of food and a warm bed every night, the war seemed like something… From so long ago… It didn’t feel like something the Duchy was suffering the after-effects from.

Suddenly, Max heard a high-pitched scream. 

“ AHHH~!!! ”

“MY LORD DON’T-”

Max ran in the direction of the scream, it sounded like a child was in a great deal of pain!

When Max got there, it was too dark to see, even with his lantern, he could barely make out the silhouette of a well from which the wails of a child was echoing out, “Hello?! Hello?! I am in need of assistance! Please help me!”

From the way the little boy spoke, it sounded like he was a Noble, “Don’t worry! I’m here to help!” Max started looking for a rope so the child could use it to climb up but he couldn’t find any.

The child stopped crying, “... Really? Sniff sniff! I am grateful! I see that there is a rope attached to the rod above the well, use that to get me out!”

Max was about to do exactly that when Edward tackled him to the ground, “Forgive me for such insolence but I cannot let you do this, My Lord!”

“That child is in danger!” Max yelled as he could hear the boy scream at the top of his lungs, screaming for help.

“That thing is not a child!” Edward said.

Max was so confused, “Of Course that’s a child!”

“If it is then ask how it got itself stuck in the well, My Lord.” Edward said, still pressing him into the ground so he wouldn’t be able to get up to help the child.

Max just growled in frustration, “How did you get stuck in that well?”

“Help me, please!” The child screamed out.

Maybe the child didn’t hear his question. “How did you get stuck in that well?” Max yelled a bit louder.

“Hello?! Hello?! I am in need of assistance! Please help me!” The child said.

… What? “Hello?” Max said, “I just want to know how you got stuck in the well!”

The child stopped crying, “... Really? Sniff sniff! I am grateful! I see that there is a rope attached to the rod above the well, use that to get me out!”

… What was going on?!

“It was a common war tactic.” Edward explained, “A recording of a Noble child’s voice is used, perhaps stuck in a tree or in a well. The knights, being concerned for the child’s safety, would go to rescue the child and a magic tool would kill them if they got too close.”

Edward picked up a stone and threw it at the well, Max watched as an explosion caused the stone to explode into multiple rock fragments.

Then, it became silent again, the crying stopped. And the Village became silent again.

As if there was no one else in the village.

[daddyy333]

“I love you” | Eddie Munson x y/n

if you’d like you can reblog my original work, but please don’t post it without credit. if you take inspiration from my ideas please tag me, I’d like to see how someone else would write it

Word count: 0.9k

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, Eddie’s first time saying “i love you” to his partner, squirting, creampie, ?

summary: Eddie says “I love you” for the first time during sex

“Baby please…” you moaned, his assault on your boobs already having you breathless. He smiled, kissing your nipple as he said “please what, huh? Use your words babygirl” “mmh- fuck me! Please, please fuck me!” You said and he smirked.

He crawled up to where his body was on top of yours and you were staring into those chocolate brown eyes. “How do you want it, huh? You want it like this? Or from the back…you like it from the back, you dirty girl” he said and you whined, grabbing his heavy cock and forcing the tip in.

He gasped, groaning as his head fell into your neck, his grip on your thigh and waist tightening so hard it might leave bruises. You bit your lip, small whimpers leaving your mouth as you clenched around the small portion of his dick that was inside you.

“You’re in trouble now, baby,” he said and thrusted hard, cock touching your lungs and his pelvis on yours. You could feel his full, and heavy balls on your ass, god you couldn’t wait to make him empty them in your pretty pink pussy.

He panted, pulling back and starting to thrust at a good pace, barely able to handle the pleasure he was feeling. You bit your lip, he was so deep and it made you feel like you were in heaven. He kissed you softly, his thumb tracing down from your jaw to your throat, the valley of your breasts, your stomach, and finally your clit.

He rubbed at a fast pace, feeling your walls flutter at the sudden intensity of your pleasure. “You like that baby? Can feel you squeezing me” he said and you moaned, panting softly as you squeezed the sheets.

“Fuck- I- ahhh!” You moaned and he bit his lip, thrusting harder. He grunted, moans and whimpers leaving his lips as your tight pussy took his fat cock so well, the sounds of your wetness filling the room.

“Eddie- mmh faster!” You said and you smiled. “So greedy, should just make you sit on my cock, uhh fuck- not let you move at…at a-all” he said and rolled his lips a little, your back arching off the bed.

“Pussys so tight baby, so wet…who did this to you huh?” He asked, thrusting as fast and hard as he could. You gasped and said “Eddie! Ed- oh god- shit- fuck!” You moaned and he grunted softly. He panted hard, his dick throbbing so hard trying to get to his orgasm.

“That’s right b-baby…fuck, cum for me, cum on my cock. Let me f-feel your tight pussy squeeze this dick” he said and you let out a small sob, so close to cumming. It felt so good, your whole body trembling as you were just on the very edge of cumming.

“Eddie- Eddie!” You whined and he smoothed your hair back. He shushed you and said “I know, baby…fuck, I got you, j-just a little lo-longer” “I’m so- s-so close!” You said and he groaned.

About a minute later you finally came, screaming Eddie’s name as your pussy squeezed him so hard he could barely thrust into you, his balls on the verge of exploding as he came at the same time. You whimpered and whined, your pussy throbbing so hard and clenching so fast as your whole body shook with the intensity of your orgasm as you squirted all over him.

“Fuck- fuck…shitshitshit- ohh! I love you- ughh- I love you so fucking- ahh!” He grunted, nearly passing out for a second. He gasped, he had never cum this hard before in his life. “Mmh- Eddie! Ahhh!” You moaned and he whimpered, he was cumming so much he couldn’t stop.

“Baby- baby fuck I- god- ohh!” He said and you whimpered, so overstimulated but in the best way possible. He finally stopped and laid on top of you, his heart thumping so hard in his chest and his breathing so erratic he honestly started to panic a little.

He wrapped his arms around you, trying to breathe properly. He ran your hands through his hair, thighs still shaking, pussy still twitching around his dick. He gasped and moaned at the feeling, letting out a shaky breath.

“Are you okay?” You asked, exhausted and still panting softly from how intense everything was. He took a deep breath and said “just uhm…fuck- I’ve never cum so much in my life and my dick is so goddamn sensitive right now”

“I'm sorry” you said, pulling your hands off of him and trying to keep your muscles from spasming. He shook his head and said “no, no don’t be sorry, that was the best orgasm I’ll ever have” You chuckled and he winced, his eyes closing as he sighed and pulled out of you, grunting a little.

“Oh my god-” you said as so much cum spilled out of you, creating a puddle underneath your ass that added to the mess from when you squirted. He chuckled and said “I told you it was a lot…” You laughed a little and pulled him down for a kiss, both of you breathing okay again and feeling like human beings again.

“I love you too, by the way” you said and he blushed, hiding his face in your neck. You kissed his head a few times and smiled, taking a deep breath as you wrapped your arms tight around him.

Taglist: @readsalot73

As of now I’m writing for

Eddie Munson

Joseph Quinn

Jamie Bower

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

Eddissy

Maya Hawke

So just comment the taglist you want to be added to and I’ll add you :)

[iridescentlemoncandy]

Kuromi x Osborn [Part 2]

[Tune of Amusement]

Pic source: here

Part 2

Osborn and I eventually made it to the roller coaster zone, both sporting Kuromi’s headband. There is a lot of screaming and squealing from the direction of the moving roller coaster. Those who are waiting in line show a range of emotions, from excitement to nervousness.

MC: Ahhh, it's a roller-coaster! 

Osborn: Wanna ride? 

MC: Of course! They say you can’t visit this amusement park without experiencing this. But this is probably just a piece of cake for the Great Osborn, isn't it? 

Osborn: What gives you that idea?

MC: A race car travels far higher speed than a roller coaster, right?

Osborn: Of course, but you can’t sit beside me while I’m racing.  

MC: Quite a shame, to be honest. I have no idea what you look like when you’re racing because I couldn’t witness it with my own two eyes. But a roller-coaster ride with you squealing your lungs out isn’t half terrible, either.

Osborn: How cheeky. We don't know who's gonna scream first later~

MC: Hng, hng! Bring it on! 

As we continue to chat, we find ourselves next in line for the ride. 

Osborn: Dare to sit in the first row?  

MC: Yes! 

Although I tremble internally, I nod eagerly, remembering all the ruthless words I spoke of just now. Complying with the staff instructions, we removed our headbands and put our stuff in the provided locker. Osborn holds my hand and confidently makes his way to the front row. 

Osborn: Once you sit down, there are no take-backs. 

I didn’t answer right away but waited for him to try to get on the ride’s seats before pouncing on him with a smug. He bursts out laughing as he stretches his leg and climbs aboard the roller-coaster to the seat right beside me. In a short period of time, the roller coaster makes a slow ascent towards the sky.  

My visceral fear takes over me almost immediately. I hear a chuckle from the person next to me as I grip the safety bar with both my hands. I turn around and see him looking at me, unperturbed. 

MC: Don't laugh at me! I wasn't afraid; it was just a normal nervous reaction! 

Osborn: Right, I believe you. But if you’re scared, you can hold on here. 

He makes a gesture towards his arm. As the roller coaster starts to ascend, I finally grab onto his arms.   

MC: You can’t say I didn’t warn you if I squeeze too hard!

Osborn: Got it. Go easy on me, okay? 

I was about to say something, but the roller coaster has reached the top. Since we are sitting in the front row, I have a perfect view of the ground. My hands spontaneously cling even more tightly to his arm. 

To make it worse, the train stopped at the top, making my already nervous heart accelerate its rhythm.  

MC: Why does it have to stop? It can't be— Ahhhhhhh!!! 

As I mumble in my bewilderment, the roller-coaster swings swiftly down the trail. Everything in front of me is moving at what feels like full speed, and all I can feel is a powerful breeze on my face.

I could no longer keep to my ruthless word as I screamed along the roller-coaster trails. Perhaps it's because Osborn is sitting next to me that I’m having so much fun riding this. When the ride almost comes to a close, I recall my earlier comment about wanting to hear him squeal. When I turn around, all I can see is Osborn's cheerful expression as he reverently looks at me. 

Osborn: You recovered? 

MC: Ah, have I been screaming too much? 

Osborn: Nope, I’m still interested in seeing the terrified face of one particular silly person. But it seems like you're having fun and enjoying it. 

MC: Maybe it’s because I think of the roller coaster as your race car and kinda have the feeling that I am riding shotgun with you in a race. 

Osborn: Then we should do this more often in the future. 

MC: Sure! With you by my side, I'm not afraid at all. 

Osborn and I each grabbed the gifts the personnel placed there upon exiting the roller coaster.

MC: It's Kuromi's stickers! 

As I look at all the different Kuromi stickers, an idea abruptly crosses my mind. 

MC: Osborn, look, there's a giant Kuromi! 

Osborn: Huh, what? 

I point to his back and take the chance to slap a Kuromi sticker on his face as he turns away. 

MC: Hehe~ Gotcha! 

Osborn: What kinda prank is this? 

He rubs his face and looks at me with amusement.

MC: You put the headband on me while I wasn't paying attention just now, so I gotta act fast this time! 

Osborn: Then did you forget I also have a "secret weapon" in my hand? 

He takes off one of the stickers and tries to stick it on my face. I make a hasty attempt at running away, but I end up in his arms instead. Screams from the roller coaster riders in the distance mix with our own, making the atmosphere more festive and fun.

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[dengswei]

I’m glad you’re okay. I’m really glad... I’m sorry... It’s my fault you’re in this mess... If something had happened to you... I’m scared... of losing you.

HARU as Imai Mio and HAYASHI KENTO as Amemiya Shuichi in Itoshii Uso: Yasashii Yami (2022) episode 5