#The Jester x reader smut

[genshinluvr]

Give 'Em a Show

Pairings: Pierro x Isekai'd!Reader (with some Capitano x Isekai'd!reader)

Summary: Pierro fucks you until your vision becomes white when you cum. You're put in a situation where your naked body is on display for others to see. Specifically when you're getting railed by the first Harbinger.

Note: Any [character] x Isekai'd!Reader is part of my "Not What You'd Expect" Various Genshin Men x Isekai'd!Reader one-shot series. These mini-fics are made so every character in the harem can get their screen time without having twenty to thirty people overtaking their spotlight. Some characters (or all characters) can make an appearance in individual character mini-fics. One of my readers on AO3 wanted some more Pierro content, so this is for them ✨❤️ As previously stated in my other smuts, the smuts that I type out do lean toward female!reader/afab!reader. I do use gender-neutral pronouns unless stated otherwise. Minors, DO NOT INTERACT! Anyway, I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo).

Warnings: Breath play, voyeurism, oral sex (male receiving), deep throating, face fucking, spanking, light BDSM, hair pulling, creampie, cum shot

Word Count: 1.6k

The sound of wet skin slapping against each other echoes in the living room of the abode. There is a blindfold over your eyes, your wrists are bound together, and your legs are spread wide open for everyone to see the first Harbinger hammering his fat cock into your sopping wet heat. You let out small whimpers and gasps, feeling the tip of Pierro’s dick hit the most sensitive spot inside of you repeatedly. 

You try to close your legs, as you can feel eyes staring holes into your naked figure. Other than heat rushing to your face because of your and Pierro’s activity, you know there’s someone else in the room with you and Pierro. The two of you aren’t alone, and you know it. Pierro grabs your neck and pulls you close to his bare chest, and lightly squeezes your neck, restricting your airflow.

“Spread your legs,” Pierro murmurs into your ears, continuing to piston his fat cock in and out of you.

You shake your head. “It’s embarrassing,” you whine, trying to keep the noises to a minimum. Even if you try to keep your voice down, the sound of squelching between your legs while Pierro is jackhammering his dick inside you is loud enough to overtake the sound of your whimpers and gasps. 

You hear Pierro let out an amused chuckle, momentarily pausing his thrusts. You gulp and feel your hands begin to tremble when you hear someone else breathe in the same room as you and Pierro. Pierro reaches for the blindfold around your eyes and pulls it off your face. When your vision clears up, and your eyes adjust to the light in the room, you feel your heart drop in your chest, your body becomes even hotter than it already was, and you nearly faint at what you see in front of you.

In front of you and Pierro are the other men, their wrists tied behind their backs with ropes, their mouths taped shut; they are naked— all of them are naked. All of their cocks are hard, the mushroom tips are red and leaking with pre-cum, and their gazes are locked on your naked body, though their eyes are locked on the area where you and Pierro are connected. 

Itto growls, thrashing against the binding around his wrist, only to fail. Capitano emerges from the shadows and chuckles at Itto’s futile attempt to get out of the binding. The men’s pupils are blown wide to the point where it almost covers their irises. They look like they’re close to snapping.

“Why don’t you give your audience a little show,” Pierro says, the tip of his nose pressing up against your cheeks as he begins to thrust his hips up against yours slowly. 

His cock slides in and out of your entrance, making you squeeze your eyes shut and shake your head while hiding your face behind your tied wrists. There’s no way you can look at the men in the eyes after today; there’s no way at all. Sure they’ve seen you naked before, but all at once while you’re getting impaled on Pierro’s fat cock? No way.

Pierro raises his eyebrows at you. “Oh? And why is that? I’m sure they’ll appreciate it,” Pierro looks over at the men and smirks.

“It’s embarrassing,” you whisper.

Pierro smirks and leans back on the couch, his back pressing up against the cushions, and holds both of your thighs firmly, his hands squeezing the plush of your thighs. “Well, if you can’t do it, then it looks like I’ll have to do the heavy lifting,” Pierro says gruffly.

Pierro spreads your legs wide open for everyone in the room to see; your sopping wet hole, stuffed by Pierro’s cock, occasionally tightening around Pierro’s throbbing cock. You let out a loud squeal when Pierro suddenly pistons his cock up inside of your entrance. Pierro groans, and his head falls back on the couch, his eyes rolling to the back of his head when he feels your spongey walls tighten around his cock.

With one hand, he snakes his right arm up across your chest and grips your left shoulder, pulling you down on his dick until he’s completely buried deep inside your entrance. Pierro thrust up, pressing the tip of his cock against your cervix. You clench your jaws and dig your nails into the palm of your hands, and a strained grunt and whimper tumble out from your lips. Childe growls and tries to break out from the thick ropes wrapped around his wrists, only to give himself a rope burn.

You feel like Pierro is going to rip you in half. Pierro presses his lips against your shoulder blades and begins to press kisses to your neck. This is the only time he’ll be gentle with you during a time like this. Capitano walks to you and Pierro; he stops in front of you and grabs a handful of your hair, pulling your head back and making you look up at him.

You see Capitano reach down to his erect cock from the corner of your eyes. You gulp when you see how thick and long his cock is; the tip of his cock is red, and the mushroom tip of his dick is smeared with precum. Capitano taps your lips with the bulbous tip; you slowly open your mouth, and he slides his cock into your mouth. Capitano’s breath gets caught in his throat as he continues to slide his dick into your mouth. You whimper and let out a small gag when Capitano’s cock hits the back of your throat; your eyes become teary, and a single tear rolls down your cheek when your lips touch Capitano’s pubic hairs.

Capitano begins to slide his dick in and out of your mouth, his head lolling back, his grasp tightening on your hair. Pierro pinches your nipples, latching his lips on your neck, and bites down. The feeling of Pierro hammering his cock deep inside of your sopping wet heat and Capitano shoving his erect member into your mouth makes your lower stomach tighten with need. 

While Capitano and Pierro are keeping you busy by drilling their cocks into you, the men are struggling to get out of their confinements. Their cocks are painfully hard; precum is dripping from the slits of the bulbous head of their dick, sliding down the base of their cock and coating their pubic hairs. Being forced to watch you get railed by Capitano and Pierro is pure torture, and it's driving them insane.

The sound of your whimpers, muffled moans, wet skin slapping, and the sound of your entrance sucking in Pierro’s cock eagerly sends a shockwave down to the men’s cock, making it throb even more. You try to close your legs, but your actions earn you a spank on the ass from Pierro. Pierro lifts both of your legs up, pressing them against your chest while plunging his fat cock deep inside you, making sure to press the tip of his dick against your cervix with each deep thrust.

“Oh, fuck!” You gasp loudly; Capitano’s dick slips out your mouth as you arch and writhe in Pierro’s arms. 

Pierro slaps your sopping wet heat, the tip of his fingers hitting your engorged tiny nub. Capitano tightens his grip on your hair and shoves his cock back into your mouth, making you choke on it. Capitano thrusts rigorously in and out of your mouth, chasing after his release. Capitano pulls his cock out from your mouth and strokes his cock in front of your face.

Capitano taps your face. “Open your mouth,” Capitano orders.

You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, struggling to keep your eyes open while Pierro continues to ram his cock inside of you. Capitano groans and a ribbon of hot, creamy cum shoot out from Capitano’s cock and lands on the bottom half of your face and your chest. Capitano scoops up his cum and shoves his fingers into your mouth; you swirl your tongue around Capitano’s fingers, licking and sucking the cum off his fingers. 

Pierro tightens his grip on you and plunges in and out of your entrance, getting close to his release. A tight coil forms in your lower stomach, and your walls begin to convulse and tighten around Pierro’s cock. Your vision suddenly goes white; you hear ringing and Pierro’s faint grunts in your ears as he shoots his cum deep inside you. Your body goes limp, and you slump against Pierro’s chest. When you come to your senses, you realize that the tight rope in your lower stomach has snapped, and you have cummed all over Pierro’s cock.

Pierro pulls his cock out of your hole and opens your legs wide for the audience to see. He reaches down and spreads your folds apart; a mixture of your and Pierro’s cum pools out of your entrance and onto the couch. You’re too fucked out to feel embarrassed about Pierro showing off to the other men. 

Your bleary eyes scan each man’s face; their cocks are painfully red, bobbing up and down with every movement as they try to break out from the ropes holding them down. You know that once the ropes are untied around their wrists and ankles, all of the men will all jump your bones until each of them fills your holes with their cum. You sure did give them a show, and now, they’re ready to begin the encore.

You hear a rope slowly ripping; you look over at Itto and see his biceps bulging. The cord falls to the ground, and Itto rubs his wrists, glaring at Capitano and Pierro. Itto turns to Ayato and unties the rope around Ayato’s wrists. Each man unties the other’s ropes, standing up and letting the rope fall to the ground behind them and stepping out from the rope that once bound their ankles together. It looks like the encore is about to begin and Capitano and Pierro have a front seat to the show while you are the main centerpiece of the entire performance. 

Note: Not sure how I feel about this smut 🤔 I decided to add Capitano into the smut as well because originally, this idea was for Capitano, but it also fits Pierro, and someone on AO3 wanted Pierro content. Therefore I am killing two birds with one stone and making it about Pierro with a pinch of Capitano! Wow, my second smut after a long time! And a third smut coming this Sunday on Christmas! I will be posting a new taglist form when Crave 5 is released :> but for now, no taglist for the first two mini-fics. For my new and returning readers, I ONLY post on my Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and my AO3 (Aaliah_exo)! Nowhere else except Tumblr and AO3!

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[mytheoristavenue]

Jester!Sero who was a sixteenth birthday gift from your father, the King. His job was easy enough, you were easy to entertain and laughed at all his jokes. It wasn't hard to make you laugh, at least at first.

Now that you've both come of age, you've learned more of royal life and what your duties will look like when you take power. It's all quite exhausting, you've come to find, and Sero realizes that one day, you stopped laughing at his jokes, simply giving a weak smile before turning your attention away.

Not to worry, he can think of new jokes and tricks. He can make you smile again. After all, his job was to help you relax and he is damn good at it. That's what lead to the position you were currently in.

"What did the princess's left knee say to the right one?" he asked, grunting, out of breath as sweat dripped down his face. "'How come we spend so little time together?" He grins at the punchline, slamming into you from above your legs over his shoulders, regal gown pushed up just enough.

"H-Hanta..!" You whine, raising a hand to slap his arm for the crude joke. Before you can reprimand him, however, he gives you a sharp thrust, picking up the pace. The jingle bells of his hood ring in your ears as you melt in his arms, much to his delight.

"W-What's the matter, Your Highness?" he groans out through a grin with gritted teeth. "That one not funny enough for ya? Well, how about this one? What's the difference between 'Ooooh!'," He makes sure to exaggerate the sound with a long, desperate whimper. "And 'Ahhhh...'?" He asks with a throaty laugh, his hips angling upwards, pistoning into you brutally. "Angle."

[aesthetic-bbyg]

SWEETNESS ~ BUGGY

LA!buggy x straw hat!reader

Based off of this post bc it made me giggle PT 2

Nattie speaks: y’all this mf clown has no right to be so fine but LAWRD. I’d do anything just for one lick. This is short nd simple but cute🤭

ZORO DRAGGED HIS FEET across the wooden floors of the Going Merry, ignoring the muffled screeching of the clown head inside the dark sack as he set his eyes on thing. Nightfall was approaching, everyone on the ship wanted some rest, yet nobody was getting any with the constant whining of Buggy. The green haired man pushed open your door, making you jumped slightly as you looked towards him with a raised brow.

“I give up, all yours now.” Zoro voiced practically dripped in annoyance, he tossed the sack across the room, making it land onto the soft cushion of your bed before slamming the door behind him.

You could hear groans coming from the sack, “Damn you, you fucking broccoli-haired ass!” You chuckled softly, putting down the comb you had in your hand and walking towards the scruffy bag. As you released the clown head he sighed in content, breathing in the fresh scent of berries that engulfed the room. “Ah, sweetness, so good to see you!”

“Nice to see you too, Buggy.” You giggled, “You doing alright there?” You asked, smiling a bit as the man got comfortable on your bed.

“Much better now that I have you in front of me.” He winked with a flirtatious smirk on his red painted lips. “I definitely thought he was going to put me with that weird chef guy again so he could chop me into piece and cook me or something.”

“Looks like you got lucky today.” You smirked back, grabbing him and placing him on the small vanity, going back to combing through your hair. Buggy was a simple man, with simple needs, especially since his whole body was gone. The angle his head was facing gave him more fuel into his dirty thoughts. His eyes directly faced your chest, eyes captured on the line of cleavage peeking from the low cut tank top you had on. He was hypnotized by you, for the first time since he was taken by Luffy and placed on the ship to sail away to Arlong island he’d gone completely silent.

You simply hummed, clueless of how the clown shifted slightly to get a closer view. You suddenly let out a huff, dropping the comb and looking over at the clown. “Y’know, I like having you around here, you totally make me feel special and even though the rest of the crew might really, really not like you, know I’m on your side.”

“Mhmm.” Buggy hummed in response, eyes hungrily watching you. “I appreciate that, sweetness.”

You smiled. “You hungry?” You stood up and took him in your arms, cradling him carefully like he was a baby. The blue hairs that peaked from under the striped bandana tickled your skin.

Buggy enjoyed being around you, especially since you were so generous and careful with him, the others simply tossed him into the sack or an empty barrel whenever he even spoke. But you, you fed him, you defended him, you took care of him and did the exact opposite of what everyone else did. “I’m hungry for one thing, that’s for sure, sweetness.” The clown replied, eyes still clued onto your tits as you entered the small kitchen.

“Hey, maybe we can brush through that tangled mess once we get a quick snack.” You replied giddily with a big smile, “Hey, and wanna know another thing—“ You heard a string of groans follow as soon as you stepped into the room with Buggy.

“I gave him to you specifically to get away from him.” Zoro groaned, making Sanji nod in agreement.

“I’ll be out soon, stop your whining.” You replied with a roll of your eyes, reaching for the basket of fruit and picking out two apples. You picked up a knife and cutting board, quickly going to work and chopping up a few apple slices. “So as I was saying, nobody has ever taken me seriously, which why I also like you, you don’t make fun of me which is what many others do.”

Zoro and Sanji glanced at eachother with questioning looks as you proceeded with your mini rant, both of them making eye contact with the clown head that smirked at them, a cheeky look in his eyes.

“But I mean, Luffy chose me to be a part of his crew so obviously I can be more, I’m not dumb, and I feel like more people need to take me seriously.”

“Hey.” The clown smirked as he watched your every move, finally speaking up about his slight obsessing with your chest. “Nice tits.”

“Thank you!” You happily replied with a smile, placing the slices on a clean plate and taking Buggy back to your room as everyone stared in shock. “Goodnight boys!”

“Yeah, goodnight fellas!” Buggy called out, and if only he’d had the rest of his body he’d most definitely be given them a middle finger.

“How is it that a clown can do better at getting that girl then me?” Sanji muttered in annoyance.

Forever will live, love, and laugh Buggy

yummy, I <3 men who are bbyg’s

[lesservillain]

The Queen and I.

jester!eddie munson x princess!reader

Two enemies. An arranged marriage. A forbidden love. A vow. And a death sentence.

cw: smut. enemies to lovers, misogyny, very little understanding of the time period, classicism. Read each chapter for their respective warnings.

The playlist

part i.

part ii.

part iii.

[recuira]

Buggy Headcanons ˗ˏˋ꒰🍒꒱ˎˊ˗

★ — OPLA Buggy the Clown ♡

﹢he's the type of guy to follow the "i hate everyone but you" trope. the second he sees you, his heart lights up and he drops everything he's doing to go talk to you, even just for a moment. he could be heated, yelling at his crew, but when he sees you, he smiles and drops everything until you leave.

﹢he's a sucker for cuddles. absolutely loves them. if he's had a long and stressful day, he'll just fall on top of you and pass out. he loves to lay on you. his head on your chest as he rub his back or play with his hair. he definitely snores. not too loud but not quiet either. sometimes it'll get loud and you'll need to wake him up to get some decent sleep x)

﹢both a morning/night person. he goes to bed late and wakes up early. he doesn't get too much sleep because of how busy he is. sometimes the only time he gets with you is when you're both in me. if he's not deathly tired, he'll lay on his side with his head propped up on his hand as he listens to you talk about your day. your voice soothes him.

﹢he's very insecure. lowkey hates himself. his ego is forced and a facade for others so he can intimidate them. he hates his nose. he hates the subject being brought up in any conversation. when he was younger, before meeting shanks, he would wear a mask to hide his nose.

﹢i know everyone is like "buggy is a sex god and dominant and-" no. sorry. he is extremely insecure. it took him a while to show you who he really was. he lets himself unfold with you. he is himself with you. his true self.

﹢the crossbones on his forehead and upper cheek are tattooed on but he paints his face with makeup. his eyelashes are naturally long but he does wear falsies to accentuate it and make himself look more like a clown. his hair is naturally long but he tends to tuck and pin it back underneath the striped bandana.

﹢he likes things to be equal during sex. no top or bottom. as cringe as it may sound, he loves to call it 'love-making'. no fucking or hooking up - rather making love with one another. he worships you, especially in the bedroom. constant kisses and praise. loves doing all of the work, especially if you're stressed out. his favorite position is when you're both laying down on your sides and your holding each other while he makes love to you.

﹢he's a strict believer in taking care of you. pays for meals, surprises you with presents, doesn't want you working- he wants you to be completely comfortable and satisfied. someone as special like you should never even lift a finger. he has it all covered.

﹢loves to let you do his makeup. sometimes he'll be reading the newspaper while you're painting his eyes or lips. it's like he's an actor and you're his makeup artist. he can never get the lines as precise and as neat as you can. once you're finished, he gives you a kiss on your cheek, leaving a red mark. this happens every time.

﹢he's a goofy drunk, very humorous and silly. but as he sobers up, he becomes extremely clingy and doesn't let go of you.

﹢in the public eye, he acts very possessive of you, like he's the one in control. he always needs to be touching you. if you're apart, he'll send a hand your way and hold yours while he's busy. preferably his off-hand so he can still get some work done.

﹢people are scared of him for obvious reasons but when it's just the two of you, he's a big baby. sometimes he'll even use a certain voice whenever he talks to you. you tease him in public, telling others he's a completely different person when you two are alone. he laughs, calls you crazy, and plays it off.

﹢he loves no one more than he loves you.

﹢whenever he performs a show, he always gets you a seat up front. makes sure you can kick your feet up, your popcorn is always full, and you're enjoying yourself. whenever he pulls someone up on the set to help with one of his acts, you're almost always the person he picks.

﹢his favorite moments with you are when you're sitting on the deck of his ship, everyone else is asleep, and the two of you are counting the stars together and admiring one another.

﹢he loves to eat. if you two are eating together, he'll ask for the rest of yours and then some. messy eater, too.

﹢he's a great listener. loves to hear about your day.

﹢he loves to give you massages. just loves to pamper you, in general. your feet will be kicked up on his lap as he rubs them and you vent about your day or your laying on your back and he's above you, massaging your shoulders and hips.

﹢he just loves you. and he is a sweet and delicate man so treat him like one. he's the type of guy to sacrifice the world for you, not you for the world.

[talkbycolor]

jester-shaped fucktoy

A/N; have you ever had sex with a clown? It sounds like honk honk with every thrust

Pairing; "Damon" x AFAB!Reader (im starting to consider to make the reader no tits, no pussy, no dick, just a barbie doll with a hole man)

CW; this is a little gross ngl, just sweaty sex / unprotected sex, semi-public sex, creampie, just like the hentais teached me / rough sex, heavy overstim, fucking like animals just like the song / circus scenario, porn without plot / this is just smut but hey, dont be shy and request something / this counts as an AU?

You were never the main attraction of the show, a jester whose only function was to demonstrate clumsiness in presentations, a cute clown.

So how did you end up spread-eagled in your dressing room?

There was a man in reddish clothes thrusting into your fat pussy, you didn't even know his name, you had barely finished the show that night when he showed up at the door of your trailer proclaiming to be a big fan.

"AH SHIT! FUCK! RIGHT THERE!" You moaned as your trembling hands tried to hold onto his shoulders, you screamed so loudly that your circus buddies could probably hear you from their trailers, the guy was huge compared to you, he grunted and howled every time his thick penis wedged itself between the folds of your abused Damn, it was like having sex with a wolf instead of the adorable fan who had sheepishly introduced himself a couple of minutes ago.

Because you had just had a performance, you were so sweaty and having sex right now only made it worse, you were melting in his arms as he fucked you against the dresser in your dressing room, practically dripping as your clown makeup ran down your cheeks, combined with sweat and pleasurable tears from being fucked so well.

"P-Please, PLEASE! I'M GOING TO PISS!" You whimpered, your body reacting on its own, saliva dripping down your chin as you begged him to slow down, your ass ached from the clash of skin and your peach was as red as your lipstick.

"Hey, is everything okay in there?" Someone knocked on the door of the trailer, which shook a little from the intense movement of the event that was happening inside. The stranger with fangs only growled when he heard a new voice wanting to interrupt the fun.

"Everything's fine! t-everything is perfect, give me a second!" You warned, putting all your effort and self-control into ensuring that your words didn't come out like the desperate screams of a whore who was being fucked at that moment.

The person outside the dressing room had probably understood the situation long before hearing you so no one else asked again.

Making out wildly with a fan inside your trailer while he put his penis in your hole was not something you had in mind due to the hectic life you had.

But hell, it wasn't something you turned down either.

Not long after, you choked a scream in his throat as you reached your orgasm, feeling like you were choking on the stranger's tongue, your breathing was erratic and your body was shaking violently, you had already come but he didn't stop, moving his hips like a dog. wanting to knot and fill you completely.

"You'd look so adorable swollen with my seed, you wouldn't mind me inseminating you, right?" He spoke between grunts, they weren't even coordinated thrusts anymore, his voice sounded so agitated as he panted like a dog in search of his orgasm.

"This fucking pussy is all mine, I'm going to fill you so many times that you won't be able to appear in any performance for a whole week, you'll spend those days getting out all the semen that I'm going to put in you" He said as he gently chewed your ear, his tongue going shamelessly on your sweaty skin, biting your neck until leaving several marks in shades of carmine and violet.

At that point he was just desperately licking every drop of sweat from your body, he was also dripping and not just semen, the splash between skin was a combination of precum and sweat, and the entire trailer smelled of sex.

"But how easy, you offer your ass to every fan who talks to you?" That sounded a little more threatening, like he was genuinely angry and the thought of you being with others was enough to make him furious.

So furious that he grabbed your hips until he left violent marks.

"F-FUCK! P-PLEASE! I HAVE NOT BEEN WITH ANYONE, ONLY WITH YOU!" You moaned between whimpers at the delicious pain, now he moved with more force, you could almost swear that you felt the head of his penis making an effort to enter your cervix.

Overexertion made you a stupid whore, you had urinated yourself even when he was pounding into you, isn't that pathetic? You were drooling shamelessly and your head was ringing as you didn't even recognize what was happening, you just knew that he felt too good despite having your cunt numb from the amount of stimulation he was receiving.

Grinding his hips against your entrance finally brought about his orgasm, cumming in large quantities until your belly looked a little more swollen, proud of that work he spread your legs in a perfect split, you were quite flexible after all.

As for you? A trembling doll that only let out pathetic gasps and his head was too screwed to be able to say coherent words, you even laughed softly.

The guy brought his forehead together with yours and kissed your lips, your lipstick was already a disaster so you returned the kiss more than gladly.

"I'm Damon, and I was serious about being a big fan…can we go on a date?"

He introduced himself even though you probably couldn't even figure out what was going on, you could only whimper with a satisfied smile.

"I… sure" You smiled exhausted.

♡

[usopps-devotee]

Just rsalized that if Buggy ever woke up with morning wood or just popped one bc his crush was near and he wanted to hide it,he could probably honestly just. Yoink his “clown horn” off and hide it somewhere until he calmed down. What do we do with this information 👀

Hypothetically, if we did manage to find it later poorly stashed away in a drawer and politely ask him to use it "because you aren't using it right now." He'll say yes !!

Expect a full smut for this later

[ouchmyheart22]

Hii pretty please something with buggy flirting w reader either with or without a body and at first it's just some off handed comment but reader thinks he's so hot so they get a little 😳👉👈 so he flirts with her more and more and gets increasingly suggestive just to see her squirm<3

Absolutely my love - hope this is what you wanted <3

Request for Buggy x Reader (OPLA Buggy the Clown)

Word Count: 1.7K

Warning: mentions of sex.

He leaned against his chair with such ease and nonchalance, his legs spread wide, one hand on his thigh, the other gripping the whiskey glass. His chin was darkened by stubble, his red lipstick was faded, smudging the crystal glass in his gloved hand.

You tried to focus on pouring the next customers drink but it was no use, your eyes kept trailing towards the corner of the bar, where Buggy and his crew had settled for the night.

Settled, they were anything but settled. Rowdy and increasingly loud, your boss seemed to tolerate the pirates for the business.

You hadn’t even spoke to him. Cabaji had ordered a bottle of whiskey for the captain, while Buggy had made himself comfortable at the head of the table. Perfectly in your eyeline, which you couldn’t tell was a good thing or bad thing.

He shrugged off his coat, revealing his toned arms, veins prominent in his forearms, a hazy blue colour under the fluorescents of the bar.. Definitely a bad thing you decided.

You turned away from the Buggy pirates, in an attempt to distract yourself. You tried to focus on drying the glass in your hands, ignoring the sound of laughter from behind you.

They were all intimidating, sure, they were pirates after all, but there was something about the captain that made your mouth dry, your muscles tense up. His air of confidence and familiarity, as he walked into the bar for the first time, commanding the space. Power.

You wondered what is felt like to have that power.

‘A pint of Red Herring and another bottle of Davy Jones whiskey sweetheart’

You’d been listening to his voice all night. Telling stories to his crew about a straw hat pirates and his friends, how he had successfully infiltrated their crew, and defeated Arlong single handed.

It was a husky tone, mischievous and teasing, he seemed to always be biting back a laugh.

You almost dropped the beer glass in your hands as you turned to him, your eyes wide and innocent.

His palms were flush against the bar, his arms stretched, flexing as he bent them to rest on the counter.

Your mouth opened and closed, suddenly full of sand as your tongue refused to form any words.

He grinned, his red lipstick stretching up his cheeks with amusement.

‘Well hello there Bambi’ the words tumbled from his lips before he even thought.

You blinked, not doing much for the impression.

God Buggy thought, you were a nice change. Young and beautiful, radiating the type of innocence someone at sea had long lost. Your doe eyes were big and expressive, he relished the feeling of your gaze on him. Your lips rested in a little pout, pink and plush as you nodded at him in response.

Buggy started to grind his teeth. Your bottom lip would be better suited between his teeth he thought.

You smiled, polite and shy, clearly too nervous to reply to the captain. For fear your voice would betray you, and come out stuttering and broken.

He leaned further onto the bar as you pulled the tap for the red ale, filling a pint for him.

He watched your small hands, grip the beer tap with ease, your fingers wrapped around the handle. God he wondered what those fingers would feel like wrapped around his-‘

‘I’ll just go take the whiskey from the back’

You finally spoke, your voice sickly sweet to him. It was soft, patient even, though he assumed you must have a lot of patience to be dealing with drunkards all day long.

He nodded, grinning at you, his eyes darkened.

‘I’m sure you love taking things from the back sweets’

Your entire face seemed to fill with colour, your cheeks volcanic hot as you stared at the clown. Had you heard that right? Did he actually just say that ? To you?

He laughed, jutting his chin towards to door wordlessly. As if to say go on, go ahead. You give a small nod, fiddling with your hands as you pushing open the storage room with your shoulder.

A breath escapes you, one you didn't know you had been holding.

God you must have looked so dumb. So naive. What must he be thinking of you? He wasn't thinking of you probably, had probably forgotten what you'd looked like by now.

You cursed yourself as you slid open the glass cabinet that held the top shelf spirits, ironically on the bottom shelf, gripping the Davy Jones bottle carefully.

Turning back towards the door, you allowed yourself a deep breath. Your hands were shaking with anxiety, aching from the adrenaline rush. God you were so reactive, too reactive for your liking. Letting on just how inexperienced you were.

If any other man had spoken to you like that you probably would have rolled your eyes, mentally gagging. But it seemed the attention the clown was giving you was making you squirm.

Gripping the door handle, you held the whiskey close to your chest, easing the blush that had spread down your neck. You allowed another deep breath before you pulled the door open with a small tug.

He had appeared at the door like a shadow, blocking the light from the bar outside the small storage room. His hat allowed a small bit of light to peak over the brim, but his entire form was now darkened, his eyes fell on you expectedly.

You resisted the urge to gulp.

‘Need a hand princess?’

He had popped his right hand off, floating towards you, he wigged his finger in front of your nose.

‘I-I got it’ you answered, weakly holding up the whiskey. You looked at the hand, and then at Buggy, who winked, clicking his tongue for emphasis.

He hummed, taking the bottle from your hand with his detached glove. It attached itself back to his forearm with a satisfying thunk.

Licking his lips, he replied.

‘I just got a craving for something sweet’ he decided

You blinked. Catching yourself with wide eyes again, you forced your eyes shut for a second, playing with your apron you responded.

‘Um.. okay' that was all you could get out at first, before your forced your customer service training to kick in 'What would you like?’

His eyes darkened, his chin dropping to stair at you better. He was an attractive man, even with the makeup, even in the dim lighting, even with the nose.

‘I’d like you. On the rocks. With a lemon slice’ his voice was teasing and rough, an interesting combination that sounded so perfect in your ears.

‘But I’ll settle for a cocktail sweetheart’ he finished, his wolfish grin subdued by a satisfied smirk.

You nodded, weakly, you felt like your body was rusted, in desperate need of oiling.

‘Any preference?’ You didn’t stutter this time but your voice was still smaller than usual. You cringed, you sounded pathetic.

‘I’m sure you’d know what I like sweets’ he shrugged, he cocked his head to the side, looking you up and down ‘You seem very attentive’

You nodded.

That was all you seemed to be able to do around him. He seemed amused, highly satisfied he had mustered such a reaction. Like a cat playing with a mouse he'd caught, dragging you back by your tail each time you slipped away.

He turned to allow you to pass him, though remained in the doorway so you could not avoid his gaze.

As you stepped out of the supply cupboard he bent down, his long blue hair swinging from his hat, a smile plastered on his red lips.

‘Not too sweet though, I don’t want to ruin my appetite’

He chomped down on his teeth, making a satisfying click sound, allowing his eyes to trail down your figure again. His eyes seemed to burn holes into your back as you cross the bar, away from him to start the drink.

By the time he had sauntered back to sit in front of you, your hands had stopped shaking and you were cutting lemon.

He watches you make the cocktail like a lion, watching an injured gazelle stumble, his eyes trained on your every move. You meet his eyes once, they're sea green, bold and piercing. He chuckles as you jerk your head back towards the glass.

‘Pretty’ he comments, his gloved hands are spread out on the counter, so much bigger than your own. You've never liked feeling small, but suddenly you feel just fine about it.

‘Hmm?’ Your head pops up from the cocktail glass, the small shot glass still in your hand. Did he just call you-

His lips turn up again, satisfied with your reaction. He holds your gaze, though you desperately hope the clown breaks the eye contact first. Though that seemed unlikely

��The cocktail’ he allows his gaze to fall to the pink, frothing liquid below you.

Of course he meant the cocktail.

You place the tall tulip glass in front of him, placing the small red flower as garnish, you finally allow your shoulders to loosen.

He looks to you. Then looks at the cocktail. Then back to you.

This time, you are very aware you are holding your breath. Your hands are clasped behind your back, in an attempt to stretch your shoulders.

He takes a long sip, his eyes never leaving yours.

This feels too intimate for the setting, especially when you see Buggy swallow and his adams apple bobs. You think you might go insane, you want to scream at the clown.

‘Taste okay?’ you manage, forcing a small smile as he rests the glass on the counter.

He shrugs, crossing his arms, leaning closer to your side of the bar.

You look disappointed, like a kicked puppy, but only for a second, as you put on a brave face and open your mouth to offer him an alternative.

Buggy grins, wider than he has the whole night. Watching you squirm has certainly granted him with great entertainment, the best show he's watched in a long time.

He grabs the pint and the whiskey bottle, cackling as he turns away from the bar, leaving you bright red and shifting on your feet.

'You look like you'd taste a lot better sweetheart'

[soft-mafia]

Treasured Chest [Buggy x Reader]

warnings: fem reader, shenanigans, Buggy’s entire torso being stolen, spanking, Buggy detaching his penis, cockwarming, humiliation, crack porn, belly bulge, weird fetish I have no idea what this even is, nsfw, this is downright awful

a/n: Buggy gives me mad cute aggression I wanna smush him and smother him with love. Also, this is kind of leaning towards anime Buggy more than live action Bug; he’s just so darn cute😭 this is actually very very weird I’m not gonna lie to you guys

“ALRIGHT CREW!” Buggy shouted, standing with one leg up on the railing of the ship, “This will be our greatest raid yet!! I can already smell the treasure!!” Buggy couldn’t help but giggle gleefully before looking back down at the map that Y/n had so graciously translated for him, “Ok men, East it is!!”

So far it had been a peaceful sail, the air was cool and it wasn’t too humid. While Buggy was looking out at the sea, taking in the scenery, Y/n had sneakily slithered her way up behind him. She had a cheeky smile on her face before biting her lip, admiring Buggy from behind.

She poked his back, causing the man to scream out in surprise, very loudly, his body becoming a scattered, jumble of floating limbs and parts. Y/n’s eyes beamed as her eyes locked onto Buggy’s torso, she instantly snatched it out of thin air and ran off to the lower deck with it. “HEY!!!! WHAT THE- GIVE THAT BACK!!!!” Buggy barked after his girlfriend.

However, Y/n had already ran off, down to Buggy’s cabin, locking herself inside.

Buggy growled and yanked at the door handle, “OPEN UP!! I CAN’T PILLAGE WITHOUT MY TORSO!!”

“Well I can’t take a nap without my favorite pillow!” Y/n giggled, stripping down to just a bikini as she got comfortable on Buggy’s warm chest, letting the cool breeze of the sea air blow in through the window to cool her off.

“Favorite pillow..?” Buggy mumbled to himself, then growled again, “MY BODY ISN’T YOUR PILLOW!!! You’re so going to GET IT once I get in there!!” He yanked at the door handle a few more times before catching his breath, his arms and head floating since he didn’t have his torso to connect to them.. “OPEN UP!!” Buggy banged on the door, “First you steal my jacket, then my pants— NOW MY BODY?!”

It had been hours now and Y/n hadn’t budged. Buggy, Mohji, and Cabaji were stationed right outside of the locked room. Buggy paced back and forth, resting his hand on his thigh since he had no hip to rest it on while his other hand held his chin in thought. “I say we use some man power to break the door down.” Cabaji suggested.

“This is still my door you know that right?!” Buggy grunted, “This door is the least of our concerns. Our main focus should be how to get my body away from her clutches. Y/n isn’t gonna back down without a fight, she just loves stealing EVERYTHING FROM ME!!” He shouted the last part of his sentence, making sure Y/n heard that from inside of his room. Buggy turned towards Mohji, “You know how to train beasts, right?! Surely you picked up some tips on how to deal with women!”

Mohji’s eyes widened, the color draining from his face, “Are you kidding?! Women are a completely different kind of beast!! I don’t want to risk my arms and legs for YOUR body!!” He shivered lightly, “To be honest I’m a bit scared of Y/n.” He mumbled.

“WELL THEN DISTRACT HER WITH SOMETHING!!” Buggy growled, “That’s what you do with animals, right? Distract them with a juicy steak!!” He paced in thought again, “But what would be Y/n’s ‘juicy steak’?”

a little while later..

“Hey, Y/n!” Mohji said, leaning against the door, “I managed to snag Buggy’s hat! And one of his old bath towels, ya want em?”

Y/n opened the door slightly, peeking through the crack to glare at Mohji, looking at the what he was holding, she then gasped, “Oh wow! You actually did get them!!” She beamed, stepping out.

Buggy and Cabaji were hiding directly behind Mohji as he tried distracted her, although upon seeing Y/n wearing nothing but that tight bikini, both of their faces began to blush a bright shade of red and it seemed as if all thoughts had suddenly been erased from their brains. Buggy nearly had a heart attack and jumped out, covering Y/n up with what little body parts he had, “DON’T JUST STEP OUT LIKE THAT!!!” He shouted at Y/n, then growled at his subordinates, “STOP STARING AT MY GIRL!!!”

Y/n squealed when Buggy jumped on her so suddenly, then gasped when she saw his torso beginning to fly back over to him, more than likely to reattach to his body, “NO!!” She shouted, pushing herself out of Buggy’s grasp to lunge at his flying chest, tackling it to the ground, “Nice try, Buggy!! But I’m not giving it back!” She wrapped both of her legs around his waist, her arms around his back in a way that made Mohji and Cabaji fluster even more.

“STOP OGLING HER!!” Buggy screamed. “S-SORRY CAPTAIN!” Both of them men said in unison.

Buggy’s arms zoomed towards Y/n, grabbing both sides of his torso and beginning to pull against her grasp, “LET GO!!”

“NO! YOU LET GO!!” Y/n shouted.

“YOU LET GO!! ITS MY BODY!!” Buggy spat back at her, one of his hands pushing over her face to try and push her away from his torso, “DAMMIT!! Why do you have to be so DIFFICULT!!” Buggy growled, then successfully pushed Y/n back, finally reattaching his torso to his body, “AHA!!!”

Y/n fell back onto the ground, rubbing her face for a moment before looking up at Buggy as he now towered over her. She couldn’t help but feel both intimidated and aroused.. the way he was standing over her with an amused, yet pissed off look on his face, his body casted a shadow over her. “Yknow what, Y/n? I’ve been kind of slack with you stealing all of my stuff.” He reached his foot out and pressed it between her legs, the heel of his boot pressing against Y/n’s clothed pussy and making her whimper, “I think it’s time to show you who’s really in charge here.. I think it’s time to show you your place.”

Buggy had dragged Y/n out onto the main deck by her arm, still wearing her skimpy little bikini, she was now bent over his knee as Buggy’s entire crew watched her from below. “It seems like this little girl thinks she can just steal things from me! Taking advantage of an old man’s feelings for her.” He wiped away a fake tear, then gave Y/n’s ass a firm, but not as rough slap; it was hard enough to make her yelp, “But I have my limits!! What do you say, I teach her a lesson?!” He yelled out to his crew, to which they all responded with a loud, cheering roar.

There was no way Buggy’s crew hadn’t fantasized about Y/n before. And now, seeing their captain’s girlfriend being bent over like that, wearing almost nothing at all.. this was just a dream come true.

Y/n’s eyes widened at how loudly they were cheering.. for this. “I’m sorry Buggy! I won’t do it again I swear!!” She pleaded as she felt him pull her bikini bottoms down below her ass. “Quiet!” Buggy growled with authority, bringing his hand up, only to bring it down harshly on Y/n’s bare ass, making her jolt and yelp out, her legs already trembling. Buggy’s crew gave another cheer at that spank.

Y/n whimpered and put her hands on Buggy’s thigh, wiggling her hips to try and get out of this— but Buggy was keeping her pinned down bent over his knee with his forearm. Buggy lifted his hand and spanked her ass again, making a louder noise this time, and earning a louder squeal from Y/n, “Look at that jiggle! That’s a nice ass right there! I really am a lucky bastard!” Buggy laughed, rubbing his chin before spanking her roughly again.

His crew was hooting and hollering, Buggy began to spank her harder, and harder, until her butt was burning and sore. Y/n was whimpering, and trembling— the way he was bending her over made it to where whenever he spanked her, he was also slapping her pussy. With each strike she was feeling both burning pain and agonizing jolts of arousal. “Buggyyyy!!” Y/n whined out, before screaming as he spanked her again, hard on her little pussy.

“This tight little hole.. all mine.” Buggy chuckled darkly. He took two gloved fingers and rubbed them up and down Y/n’s folds, spreading them, showing off the cunt that he fucked so many times before, “Y/n thinks she can just— take any part of my body whenever she wants!” Buggy announced to his crew, “She thinks she can use my body however she wants..” Buggy grinned, spreading Y/n’s legs forcefully as he kept her bent over his knee, her ass and pussy fully exposed to his crew of horny men, “But she knows that’s not true.. she knows it’s the exact opposite actually!” Buggy laughed and gave one of Y/n’s sore ass cheeks a firm pat to punctuate his sentence, “What better way to show Y/n her place.. show her that she’s my girl for me to use..!” Buggy’s grin grew wider as he undid his belt with one hand, “Let’s see how she handles pillaging with my cock shoved full into her!” Buggy laughed as his dick flew off, making his crew “ooo” and “ahhh”. Buggy took a firm hold of Y/n’s ass and spread her wide. His cock drew back a couple of feet before it zoomed right into Y/n’s hole.

Y/n screamed out, her eyes rolling back into her head, drool slipping from her lips, “GHHUUHH~!” She moaned upon impact with her cervix; her cunt was completely full and filled with Buggy’s girthy cock.

He quickly pulled her bikini bottoms back up, sealing his cock within her canal, leaving her full with a sore ass and shaky legs.

Buggy’s crew was cheering, wolf-whistling and hollering loudly. Buggy stood there, Y/n panting and whimpering, bent over his knee still being displayed as he laughed with his hands on his hips, “That’s my girl!!” He slapped her ass again, then grabbed a handful of a cheek, jiggling it around for his crew as she moaned and whined out.

Upon making it to their destination, Buggy made Y/n fight and raid while having his cock fully inside of her. He stood behind her after she finished with a pesky bystander who wanted to be a hero. Buggy but his hands on her hips and rubbed the bulge his cock made in her belly, “Look at that! A fuck doll and a killing machine!” He laughed, “The best of both worlds for a man like me!” He cackled while Y/n was panting and trembling, her knees buckling together as she was covered with sweat.

After a long day of raiding with a thick cock in her pussy, Y/n flopped onto the bed once she trembled her way back to Buggy’s quarters, laying on the bed with her ass(which was still sore) in the air. Her pussy was soaked, the crotch of the bikini bottoms were drenched with her own juices. Buggy stood at the edge of the bed, arms crossed as he took in the sight before him, “That taught you, didn’t it eh? All a girl needs is a little discipline once in a while!” Buggy grinned, his jaw clenching as he slowly peeled off her bikini bottoms.

Y/n moaned, her pussy pushed Buggy’s cock out with a wet squirt, it flopped onto the bed, throbbing and covered with her cum and juice. Buggy sucked in through his teeth as he admired the gape in her cunt, “Nice and swollen, what a good pussy should look like.”

He slapped her cunt, making Y/n moaned loudly again into the bedsheets.

The next day

Buggy was grumbling, washing his hair after Y/n nagged him into taking a shower after weeks of putting it off. Once he turned the water off and stepped out into the shower room, he looked around, scratching his head.

He could’ve sworn he had put his personal towel around here somewhere.. but where the hell was it?

Somewhere on the ship, Y/n was giggling, curled up with Buggy’s towel wrapped around her, feeling engulfed with his scent.

“Y/N!!!!!!!!”

[sincerlycas]

payback’s a bitch.

don’t forget to dm me for commissions <3

summary: in which y/n birthday comes but is slightly ruined but still comes out great, y/n takes this as the chance to get payback on eren after last time.

warnings: a bit of dom y/n, slapping, fighting, choking, reverse cow girl, missionary, mature scenes over all, a bit of sub eren, dom eren, etc.

part 1

“y/n wake your thick ass up !!” yelling into you ear while giving you a slap to the ass eren got up so he could be able to change into an outfit so you guys can go head to your college. “I’m up nigga… damn.” waking you stretched your back while getting up to go do your daily routine. taking off your bonnet and unhooking the rollers in your to let down your now curled and layered jet black lace with blonde highlights.

slipping on your outfit for the day and getting your stuff to head out you headed towards eren who was waiting in his car for you. sliding into the passenger seat with a slight limp and putting your stuff down in front of you. “aww why are you limping sweet mama?” rubbing your cheek while saying so with a damn smile like he doesn’t know the reason.

“nigga- drive before you get beat up.” slapping his hand away from face while he laughed as he started the car and headed to the destination. upon arriving eren held hands with you. this gave you the time to take on his outfit which he was basically matching you but different shoes. “happy birthday mamaa” he whispered in your ear while handing you a Pandora bracelet with y’all initials on it. “thank you so muchhh !! it’s so pretty” slipping it on you hugged him while he gave you a kiss on the forhead. “anything for my favorite lady.”

“awww that’s so sweett~ is that pandora?? I could’ve sworn eren gave me the same thing for my birthday~” turning around while still hugging you turned around to see historia with her little groupies. eren sighed and rolled his eyes, all you did was size her up then looked up at eren “you better get that bitch before I do because I’m really trying to be holly jolly today, I really am.” letting him go you turned to look her way. “historia what is you fucking problem bro? you and these fucking lies.” eren stood in front of you just in case something happens so he can deescalate the situation. “eren why are you acting like this? you were just with me a couple days ago.” you knew she was lying because you with eren all week but she still had you fucked up.

“you know what” taking off your beanie and tying your hair up quickly, you moved around eren and punched that bitch right in the face. not giving her anytime to react you continued to land blows while getting on top of her. one of her friends tried to jump you to which eren pushed her out the way “uh uh ! y’all not finna jump shit cuz I’m ready to fight bout mine, who want it ?!” making sure no one jumped eren let you keep going till it was enough so he broke y’all up and held you back.

“what tf I’m bleeding !!” historia got up a bit shaky with her hair all over the place and blood on her face (bars). laughing at her because there was not a scratch or wrinkle on you, you still looked the same after you got out the car. grabbing erens hand and your stuff you continued your day like nothing happened.

——

“girl tell me why your ass is all over social media for beating historia ass” looking down at your friend ximora’s phone to see what she was talking about. “welp that’s what tf she gets cuz she tried me.” you were currently hanging with your best friend because eren wanted to get his house ready for your birthday before he takes you out.

heading towards your closet you changed into your going out outfit while letting your friend do your makeup for your birthday. she eventually gave you a gift which was a small heart necklace and flowers. you guys hugged then you got a message from eren telling you to come outside. walking slowly because of your heals you headed towards him as he took in your beauty. “damn mama you look.. gorgeous” walking to your side he kissed your cheek while opening his car door for you letting you get in as he closed the door to drive you guys to the restaurant.

—— (time skip past the restaurant that’s too much explaining.)

“thank you baby dinner was amazing and thank you for all the gifts.” taking off your makeup and outfit and switching into a pink laced thong and white crop top. “you’re welcome mama you know I’d anything for you.” getting up to hug you while giving you a rub on the ass. “eren..” “hm?” “I wanna fuck.” looking up at him while saying so all he did was smile and pick you up taking you to his bedroom while each others clothes off and kissing each other.

“spread them legs for me ma” he rasped out while rubbing your thighs, eren watched as you slowly opened your legs as far as you can while spreading your thick folds with your index and middle finger. “you nasty bitchhh” rubbing his thumb on your clit while watching you let out a pleasurable sight and grip onto his hand. “you want it mama?” he asked knowingly, grinding his dick against your cunt while leaning over you and kissing on your neck. “yess~ give it to me ‘ren” pressing a kiss on your lips and guiding his dick into you slowly he held onto your hands as he spoke sweet nothings and threw in some dirty words into your ear.

“oh shit~ right there rennn~” wrapping your hands around him you felt out of it. he was thrusting so deep and slow it felt like he was digging you out. “you like that? huh?~” eren groaned near your ear while rubbing and tugging onto your nipples adding more to your pleasure. “m-more, harder~ please eren~” sliding one of your hands onto his ass, gripping it while forcing him to make his hips go harder into you. “y/nnnn~ fuck you feel so good, this pussy is all mine~” rubbing your clit into rough circles eren watched as you went through your first orgasm of the night.

blink. blink. blink. blink.

turning to the side your look to see what was making those sounds and looking to see it was eren’s phone blowing tf up. “ignore it mama~” going down to suck on your nipples continuing with his strokes. you moaned loudly when he kept pounding into that one stop while gripping his hair.

blink. blink. blink. blink.

“bro fucking get your phone~” watching him pull out and groan he reached for his phone while laying down next to you to see who was blowing his phone up. covering your chest with your forearm you sat on his lap and took his phone when he was taking to long to check what was going on.

“you can’t be serious? eren why do you still have historia on social media.” scrolling through the messages she was sending to see what she was saying. she was saying things along the lines of ‘I miss you’ ‘come back to me’ ‘come fuck me’. “bro I don’t she just keeps making accounts and adding me to text me on some bull.” huffing irritatedly eren went to go sit up but you pushed him back down with your hand around his throat chocking him. “let’s send her a video.” looking at him after giving the suggestion your met with eren looking at you shocked “y/n- are you for real?”

eren was surprised you made such a suggestion because he’s asked before if he can record which you would turn down but you asking for it now as a way to spite historia made him even more horny. “you gone let me fuck you and send it to her?” rubbing the side of your thighs eren licked his lips while staring at you. “oh- no you’re not fucking me, I’m fucking you daddy.”

——

“y-y/nn~ fuck s-slow down~” eren was holding his phone while recording you riding him reverse cow girl, and you weren’t letting up ! you was snatching that niggas soul, he done cummed three times already but you were still going.

“nahh ain’t no slowing down~ remember the other day how you did me? paybacks a bitchhh~” taking his dick out and slapping it repeatedly onto your clit to give the camera a show, you went and switched positions facing eren and choked him while sliding back down and went back to fucking him ruthlessly while making eye contact. “ouu this dick is so good daddy~ should I keep fucking you~?” eren whimpered into you ear while gripping onto the sheets with his hand that wasn’t occupied. of course eren had the strength to flip you around and fuck the shit out of you, but the way you were laying that pussy on him had him paralyzed and overstimulated.

“fuckk~ mamaa~ my dick is sensitive pleasee~ give me a break o-okay~?” biting onto his lip after letting out a loud groan when you started grinding onto his lap and bringing one of your hands back to squeeze onto his balls. “you’re gonna continue taking this pussy baby, what’s my name?”

throwing his head back into the bed while shaking his legs from going through another orgasm. “m-mommy~” …

Video has been sent.

[o-moon-o]

Buggy's worst fear.....

[lovelyyy-luna]

opla buggy smut idea

(18+ only)

okay image you’re in bed, ass in the air and buggy has his dick detached from him and it’s just going at you and then there’s him on the other side of you planning where to attack next and every now and then he stokes your hair whispers that you’re doing such a good job.

i’m utterly obsessed with him.

if anyone wants to be tagged when i post this fic lmk in the comments!<3

[aesthetic-bbyg]

“STOP TRYING TO FUCK THAT CLOWN”

WELL HOW ABOUT YOU MAKE ME🙄🙄

[tylerxrbtwhp]

Personal Favourite Fanfics | Genshin Impact |

Let's just get straight into it, these are listed for myself and I don't care if anyone dislikes it. Apologies if it sounded harsh. Pierro Petty Desire https://www.tumblr.com/shumidehiro/691819219914047488/petty-desire?source=share [No Name] https://serendipityandbenevolence.tumblr.com/post/714813368772509696/pierro-x-reader-gn-in-sagau-im-rushing-this-one

[No Name] https://frogchiro.tumblr.com/post/691528304613834752/your-hcs-about-pierro-and-his-behaviours-like

Oh, Sister! https://sondepoch.tumblr.com/post/689800438469492736/oh-sister-pierro-x-reader-ft-harbingers

[No Name] https://genshin-side-piece.tumblr.com/post/700576576188940288/yandere-pierro Drowning https://blueparadis.tumblr.com/post/694928022344695808/drowning-pierro

[No Name] https://popsicle-parfait.tumblr.com/post/690636491914887168/spontaneous-pierro-headcannons Sugar Coated Medicine https://teabreakpancakes.tumblr.com/post/696020148420771840/sugar-coated-medicine

[No Name] https://abbacchiosbelt.tumblr.com/post/696328744424636416/guhurehguhre-youre-so-right-abt-older-characters

The Sweet Fairy and The Bitter Fool https://thescribeoflostmemories.tumblr.com/post/697146067839582208/the-sweet-fairy-and-the-bitter-fool-pas-de-deux

[No Name] https://seakicker.tumblr.com/post/693633157162057728/m-maybe-pierro-with-fertility-goddess-pls-hear

Chess Piece https://www.tumblr.com/jessamine-rose/705894196829208576/hi-i-would-like-to-present-the-side-story-to?source=share

Disjecta Membra https://www.tumblr.com/jessamine-rose/704898782748409856/sigh-idk-what-to-say-at-this-point-im-not-even?source=share

Just Friends, Right? https://at.tumblr.com/jessamine-rose/as-your-common-mythology-enjoyer-i-always-adore/jvfu6qg8m3w3

An Old Acquaintance https://at.tumblr.com/jessamine-rose/read-disjecta-membra-and-chess-piece-here-in-my/wnyo4fzf7xd1

Misery Loves Solitude https://www.tumblr.com/jessamine-rose/734241709811269632/hear-me-out-what-is-savior-doest-cry-tears-but

Aoede https://www.tumblr.com/jessamine-rose/707593638842155008/aoede?source=share

Acquiescene https://www.tumblr.com/dear-yandere/689607844994121729/yandere-jester-x-gn-reader-tw-cockwarming?source=share

[recuira]

after hours

after hours : a live action buggy x fem!reader fanfiction

for some odd reason, you have no idea who he is. and he fucking loved that.

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chapter one | caution. chaos. coconut. his pov;

I didn't like to put a label on things; doing so made things too specific, too real. And for me, I preferred for things to seem as unspecific and false as possible.

I preferred for things to be simple. There is beauty in simplicity.

Maybe that's why I found her to be so gorgeous.

She was simple.

There was not a single thing I didn't know about her. I didn't need to go out of my own way to find out her favorite color or food - she told me (though not directly). She told them. She told everyone. She was rather open about herself while I kept everything private. I had my reasons to remain rather anonymous and to stay out of the spotlight and thrive in the shadows while she glistened in the spotlight. She was an open book.

But I still wanted to read her.

I wanted to study her.

And maybe that's why I traveled to the North Blue - to be closer to her. But I wouldn't admit that aloud. I would seem rather insane if she knew, and I wasn't insane. My mind operated differently to others. I was often classified as different and odd, especially by my peers when I was still in school. I was teased to be the quiet kid, picked on because of my nose. I was deemed to be the one most likely to commit some type of horrid act. They weren't wrong, but no one likes to be judged for how they truly are.

She didn't judge me.

Well, of course, she didn't even know me.

But she wasn't the type to judge. Which made my appeal to her even more strong and wild. I was finally able to watch her up close, months after first discovering a rare form of art like her.

The bar was packed, much to my dismay. I liked things to remain quiet despite my love for disarray. I was able to think when it was quiet. I’ve always had thousands of thoughts racing through my mind, so much so that it was difficult to pick a single train and hop on board. But when my eyes landed on her, my mind settled.

She was sitting alone in the corner of the bar, a large round booth all to herself. She had a small yet cute smile on her round face as she sipped on a beverage. Not alcohol- no, she hated alcohol, which is why I cut back on it. I wanted to be the best version of myself for her. Well, whenever I got the courage to talk to her, that is. She made me cower in fear, in anxiety. Someone so timid and fragile as her made someone like me- a pirate, a killer, a clown fall to his knees. I was a fool for her.

Lifting up my drink, I took a sip of the carbonated juice, grimacing as the alcoholic tang was nonexistent. I scoured and gave in, waving down one of the waitresses to add something to my drink. Maybe then I would be able to think straight and finally be able to talk to her. I needed something to fog my judgement and give me the balls to go talk to her- although my dick was confidence enough. God, the way she made me feel was impeccable. She made my pants tighten when she took a sip of her drink. I watched her pink lips suck on the straw as she kicked her feet and examined a newspaper on the wooden table. I squirmed in my seat and leaned back, a deep sigh leaving my lips.

Once the waitress topped off my drink, I waved her off and continued to sit by myself, admiring the maiden who sat by herself. By herself? God, I still didn’t get that. How was she alone? How was she sitting by herself in a bar as crowded as this one? She had friends, many of them. She had family, too. But why must she sit in silence and all by her lonesome?

I huffed and itched at the back of my neck, my hand dragging down to grab my chin and cover my nose. I clenched my jaw and pondered the possibility that my ego would actually allow me to stand up, walk over to her, and sit across from her. Maybe I could buy her a drink? But nevertheless, I remained glued to my seat, downing at least three glasses of whiskey. I lost track.

I lost complete track of time that whenever I finally came back to, she was standing tall, slinging her coat back over her shoulders, and starting for the door. I gulped and turned, my eyes following her. But before she could leave the bar and disappear for the night, a tall, stout man blocked her exit. I squinted my eyes.

“And where do you think ‘yer going?” The pirate smirked, his arms folding over his chest. His belly bounced as he laughed. “Going so soon?”

“Please let me by,” She instructed, trying to budge past the weighted man but to no avail, he stood still. “What is it you want?”

“To see you undressed.”

I grabbed the edge of the table, feeling my body grow hot. It wasn’t because of her, though it mostly always was. She had an effect on me. But this man, he angered me, fucking enraged me. I could feel my blood beginning to boil as he continued to harass both her and me.

“Oh, come on, what’s a sexy little lady like you got going on tonight?” The fat man hummed, reaching forward to grab hold of the leather backpack that hung over her shoulder’s. She shoved him away and backed up.

“I’ll find another exit,” She announced and turned on her heel, starting to head to the back of the bar where other patrons parted through.

“Come on!”

She walked right past me, speeding down the aisle. I closed my eyes and inhaled the sweet, delicate scent of her perfume and shampoo. Vanilla and coconut. Fuck me.

“I can walk you home!”

She stopped in her steps and faced the obese pirate, her arms folding over her chest. “Fuck off, you pig!” She spat, eyes rolling as she started to turn around once again but she stopped, and looked at me.

Oh my god, she looked at me.

At me.

“Baby, can we go?”

I blinked. What?

“Please?” She asked, looking at me with such desperation in her eyes that a tent started to form in my pants.

What? What was she doing? I didn’t know whether to accept or deny. Why was she doing this? Was she delusional? Stupid? Hallucinogenic?

“I know you wanted to have a bit more to drink but I feel much safer walking back with you. You can come back after,” She smiled softly and stepped toward me, her soft hand resting on my shoulder. She then leaned down, inching closer to me. Her lips grazed my ear, hot breath making my skin redden. “Please go along with it,” She pleaded.

“Ah, so you have a mate, huh?” The stout pirate laughed, taking a few hard steps towards the two of us. “That’s okay with me.”

Her soft eyes darted from me to the pirate and then back to me. She looked so enchanting when in distress.

“Hey.” I grabbed her wrist and squeezed it. “Yes, of course, darlin’. Come on.” I moved her arm and she backed up, standing straight. I dug through my pocket and tossed as much spare change I had onto the table then scooted up. My hand grabbed hers tightly, not wanting to let go. She looked at me, her eyes sparkling with confusion but I just led her down the aisle, my free hand wrapping around her shoulder. “You look lovely tonight, by the way. It slipped my mind whether I told you or not.”

“Oh, uh…” She looked down, her face growing as red as the nose on my face. “Thank you.”

“Yeah,” I whispered and as we approached the door, the pirate seemed to be cowering in fear as he finally recognized who had the honor of taking this lovely maiden home. And it was me.

“I-I’m sorry, sir, I—“

“Step aside,” I growled.

“Yes, s-sir, I’m sorry. Of course!” He was about to piss himself.

I faked a smile and as soon as he moved, I pushed the door open and allowed her and I to walk down the narrow wooden staircase and back onto the dock. To my disappointment, she pulled from my grip and grabbed the straps of her backpack, letting out a deep sigh as she folded over. “Jesus,” She whispered.

“Are you okay?” I asked, taking a step to approach her.

My hand rested on the small of her back and I smiled softly though the red paint extended it from cheek to cheek.

“Thank you for doing that.”

“Oh, uh?” My eyes furrowed. “It’s no problem.”

“You’re not gonna try to get in my pants, right?”

“N-No! No, no. No.” I lied with a reassuring smile.

“Okay, good,” She grinned. “Guys are so weird. I swear the ugly ones are the ones that are most obsessed with me. I attract the weird ones.”

I clenched my jaw. Ouch.

“I’m sorry if I interrupted you. You—“

“Don’t apologize. It’s okay,” I shoved my hands into the pockets of my coats and I dragged my foot. “Are you gonna be okay?” I tried my best to act uninterested in her but my body was bouncing and I wanted nothing more than to throw myself onto her. She was divine when she was distressed.

“What’s your name?”

“Uhm,” I swallowed. “Buggy.”

“Oh, that’s new. I’ve never heard of that name before. Is it a stage name? To match your makeup?”

“Makeup?”

“You look like a clown. Is that your real nose?”

“Nose?” I grimaced and nodded my head. “Yes. Yes, it is real. Any other questions?”

“No, I’m sorry,” She smiled and let out a deep sigh of relief. “Thank you again, honestly.”

“You need to start watching out for yourself. If I wasn’t there, you’d have been his next plaything,” I gagged at the thought.

“Why were you there?”

“Huh?”

“You look like a pirate. So what made you sit by yourself in a bar? Where’s your crew?”

All these questions. I smiled. I loved her curiosity.

“I was a pirate. Uh, taking a bit of a break.”

“What for?”

So I can follow you around and learn every single little thing there is to know about a beautiful goddess such as yourself. “Personal reasons,” I lied. I dipped my head down and traced my foot along the wooden planks, chewing on my inner cheek. “What’s your name?”

I knew it, I just wanted to hear her say it.

“It’s Y/N. I know, it’s not nearly as cool as yours.”

I laughed aloud, bursting into a fit of cackles and giggles. “What? You’re insane. Thanks for the flattery but try to find a souvenir keychain with a name like mine.” I wiped a fake tear.

The dimming sun finally disappeared past the ocean’s horizon, leaving Y/N and I surrounded by dimly lit lanterns and the settling sea crashing waves against the old dock. I stood still while she seemed to be trembling. It was rather cold. “Uh,” I started to slip my jacket off. “Do you need it?”

“No, no, I’m good. Thank you, though. I’m gonna start heading back now,” She announced as she looked over her shoulder, squinting. “It’s getting really late.”

“Yeah, uh, it is.”

“Well, Buggy, it was nice meeting you. I’d give you a hug but no offense, you reek of beer,” Y/N smiled.

“It’s whiskey,” I remarked.

“It’s all the same to me.” I know it is.

“Do you need me to walk you home?”

“No, I’m good. We’re still strangers and I don’t feel safe with someone I’m unfamiliar with knowing my address. No offense, though.” She said ‘no offense’ a lot. And I already knew her address. I even had access to the spare key she often left underneath a clothed doormat. “Thank you for the offer.”

“Don’t mention it.”

She nodded and smiled, showing her gorgeous teeth. Her cheeks were pink, dusted by the cool air. Her hair wafted off her shoulders as the breeze picked up. Her aroma caught my attention once again.

“Can you turn around? I don’t want you seeing where I’m going.”

She’s adorable.

“Yeah, alright.”

And so I did. I turned around, making her feel a bit more at ease. I swallowed, staring straight into the endless ocean ahead of me, listening to the sounds of her soft footsteps slowly disappear.

When I turned around, she was gone.

And so was the sweet smell of vanilla and coconut.

[cursedvida]

SAD EYES, BROKEN SMILE V (Buggy x f!Reader)

PART IV // PART VI

WARNINGS: Smut, Minors DNI please go away. I mean masturbation, dirty talk, vaginal fingering and a lot of +18 things babies.

N/A: From now to the end the series are starting to be very hot, sorry not sorry. But yeah porn with feelings.

The confrontation with the marines was not complicated, it was just a ship without a very powerful captain, so it was quite easy to finish them off. As everyone witnessed -part- of your skills, you decided not to hold back in a battle anymore. You didn't show your full potential either, just enough to get rid of a few cadets while leaving Buggy free to show off in front of the whole crew.

At the end of the battle, Buggy decides to celebrate the victory using the barrels you stole from the navy ship. Another party of many on Buggy's pirate ship, it almost seems like a habit to end up all drunk on beer and rum. You must admit you've never drunk so often before.

While the musicians begin to play a song and you hear the laughter of some of your crewmates, you feel that someone is watching you. Buggy has his eyes on you, those eyes that you like so much and that you have imagined looking at you that way a thousand times. You feel the lust and desire in them, which excites and overwhelms you in equal parts. Buggy pretends to listen to his subordinates while still paying attention to you, he takes a sip from his beer mug without taking his eyes off you. You watch him from the corner of your eye, not taking your mind off what has happened this morning: the wet taste of his mouth, his hands roaming your body, his fingers in places no other man has touched. You swallow saliva, you want him as much as he wants you, you feel a tightness in your chest too great, you feel like something inside you is going to explode.

You need some air, so you decide to withdraw for a moment, get away from the people. You go down to the cellars so you can breathe for a moment. You think that you are being unconscious, that you are getting too carried away. Who is this person non capable of thinking clearly? Since when do you let yourself be carried away by absurd desires and give up a mission on a whim? That's not you, you don't recognize yourself. You've never had time for that kind of nonsense, why is it different now? Why with him?

"Do you like to meet in this place?"

You recognize that voice instantly. As you look up there is Buggy, your captain, standing in front of you with his eyes bright from the contrast they make with the dim light in the room. You keep wondering what his face must look like without so much makeup, what his lips must taste like without the aftertaste of face paint. You lose your senses again and all the questions and reproaches you asked yourself earlier disappear.

"I thought you wouldn't remember" you say in a whisper "you were really drunk that night."

Buggy approaches you slowly, never taking his eyes off you. When he's at your level he lifts your chin gently with his fingers.

"Not that much" he admits, cocking a smile.

Your heart starts pounding at the thought of him maybe kissing you at a moment's notice. At times like this you wish your life had been otherwise, more normal, less violent. Then you could have had an ordinary adolescence, met some boys, had some experiences. So, at least now you wouldn't feel so ridiculous for not knowing how to react when a man calls out to you.

You look away, somewhat self-consciously.

"You fought very well today…" You comment shyly, radically changing the subject.

"I admit I went too far" he forces your chin to look back at him "but it's just that those suckers interrupted me at a very important moment, and I really can't stand that."

A nervous giggle escapes you. God, what a fool you are. You feel ashamed of yourself.

"Buggy, I…" You move closer to him, melting into an embrace. His smell makes you feel good, in a safe place.

The captain doesn't know how to react, after your hot encounter this morning he thought you were going to go on the lust attack without too much thought, but that embrace so warm, so intimate, has caught him totally off guard. Today he watched you fight, he watched with pleasure as you knocked out those navy pigs without ruffling your hair, it made him even hornier than he already was. But when you hug him like that, like someone holding on to an iron beam so as not to lose his balance, he realizes that maybe you were right and he was really underestimating your feelings. That maybe not a purely sexual attraction.

"I don't know what's wrong with you" you confess, hiding your face in his chest so you don't have to look him in the face "But you make me feel so silly."

"Well, that happens to a lot of people when they discover my incredible wit" he boasts, trying to take the intensity out of the situation.

"It's not because of that" you reply softly "it's just… I really like you a lot. I'm not playing games."

And he realizes then how vulnerable you are being in his arms. Your honesty about emotions is something that always catches him off guard but at the same time touches him. How can you be so insanely honest? Fuck, it feels like you're playing at leaving him unarmed.

"I want you so badly," you tell him in a whisper, and it unleashes all his most primal instincts.

Buggy lets out a sort of wild animal-like growl. You then notice how he lifts you into the air, sitting on one of the barrels in the hold. You are now almost at the same height. He looks you in the eyes again, his nose brushing yours.

"You're a dangerous little girl" he strokes your hair with an open hand and a certain paternal air "very dangerous."

At that moment you give him a gentle kiss on his nose. It's something you've wanted to do for a long time because, contrary to what he thinks, you don't find it horrible, but appetizing in a way. You don't know how he's going to react to such an action, but when his gaze changes, turning wild, you know you've pressed a button from which there's no turning back.

The next thing you know, Buggy has taken hold of your neck, kissing it, biting it, leaving a trail of red paint on your smooth skin. You've triggered his wild side, his hands are no longer as soft and slow as they were this morning, now they don't hesitate to strip off your shirt, leaving you in your bra. His mouth runs down your collarbones, down your chest and finally you notice how his tongue begins to slurp the top of your breasts. On the other hand, his hands run along your waist, down to your buttocks to remove the shorts you are wearing. Before you know it you are almost naked in front of him, noticing how your cheeks suddenly turn red.

You grab his hair, pulling off his hat and then his bandana to realize that his hair is actually longer than you imagined. Strands of blue hair falling over his face. You notice your cheeks red again, for some reason you find him more handsome than ever.

"Buggy, I've never…" you're embarrassed to even say it, seeing him so thrown. He looks at you, his pupils dilated with excitement "I've never… been like this with anyone."

The idea of being the first one able to go that far with you doesn't seem to disgust him, quite the opposite. There is a smirk on his face, he feels so full of himself. He knows that you are giving him a privilege that you have not wanted to bestow on anyone else, only him, which swells his pride considerably.

"Then I'll have to make sure you have a great time," he replies to you, mischief in his gaze.

He spreads your legs then and bends down slightly, removing your panties to expose the most intimate part of you. You notice your cheeks light up just before you feel your whole face burning. Buggy is kneeling, staring at your crotch with an almost famished expression.

"Don't do that, I'm embarrassed."

He lets out a laugh just before he approaches your wetness. That's when you gasp at the contact of his tongue with your intimacy. Buggy starts to move his tongue expertly, trying to find your clit, while you do your best not to lose your balance. One of your hands goes to his hair, while the other tries to hold on to the barrel. You feel totally vulnerable, exposed to this man who has decided to make of you whatever he wants because you let him. His tongue running along your pussy, finding that sensitive area that makes you let out a huge moan of pleasure.

"Mmm, there it is" he relishes, looking at you for a moment.

You watch him, panting, spread-eagled in an absolutely obscene position that, at the same time, excites you enormously. You love being at his mercy, moaning every time his tongue caresses your clitoris, sucking expertly as you let out sighs and sounds you never thought could come out of your mouth.

"Fuck little girl, it's fucking wonderful when you growl like that" he comments just before he starts eating you again.

You notice how he has pulled his hands away from your body. As he continues to lick your pussy, he removes his gloves in midair. His hands go to your back, unclasping your bra. You are now totally naked before him. Your breasts glisten in the light of the room, your nipples are erect and Buggy's hands begin to caress them, pinching them as his tongue works faster and faster.

You let out a cry of pleasure, you can't repress it, there are too many sensations at once.

Buggy makes one of his hands reconnect with your arm, pulls his face away and starts stroking you with one of his fingers. As he jerks you off, he sits up slightly, moving closer to you. His makeup is smudged. He gets close to your ear as he inserts one of his fingers into your vagina.

"You have no fucking idea how you have me right now" he comments, as you hold your breath as you feel him insert himself into your cavity "Fuck, gorgeous, you're so tight. I think we're going to have to do some work on this."

You hold onto his neck so you don't lose your balance as you feel his finger advance inside you. Buggy grabs your wrist, pulling your hand to his crotch. You can feel the huge bulge, hard and throbbing, noticeable under his pants.

"See?" he asks, staring at you before kissing you. His mouth is salty, tasting of your own fluids, something that manages to turn you on even more "That's how you got me. That's how you get me my little minx."

"Buggy…" you moan. Slipping your hand under his pants to touch his erect member. You've never done anything like this before, but instinctively you begin to move your hand, guided by the expressions of pleasure he puts on "Like this?"

"Perfect. Mmmm... good girl" he growls, sinking his head into your neck.

He pulls his finger out from inside you and starts stroking your clit while you do the same with his member. You both start moaning at the same time, Buggy looks at you then, notices your half-open mouth, your burning cheeks, your watering eyes. He revels in that virgin face discovering sex while you try your best to give him back all the pleasure he's giving you.

"You're a insane craziness" he whispers to you without taking his eyes off you "you're going to fuck my life".

You are not able to answer him anything, you notice that you are close to orgasm, each time the waves of pleasure are bigger and bigger.

"Buggy, I think… I think…"

"Hold on a little, baby girl. I'm almost there."

You try to hold back, biting your lower lip trying to stifle your moans. You wiggle his cock quickly, noticing how he gasps slightly. He wiggles his finger more as well. You both start moaning at the same time.

"I'm going to fucking cum" he gasps.

"Me too" you moan, almost unable to hold it in.

"Fuck!"

At that moment you notice how pleasure invades your whole body, rising from your lower belly to all your extremities. Your legs even tremble, you can't modulate your moans, you start to scream disconsolately as your body fills with spasms. You feel your vision blur for a few moments and, when you want to realize it, you are half dead on one of his arms while the hand holding his cock is completely stained. He has also cum and his face is resting on your tits, breathing heavily. You feel your heart racing.

"Fuck me" he sighs, looking up.

For some reason you see him looking more handsome than ever, more attractive than any other time. At that moment, if he asked you for anything, you'd go to hell itself. He gently pulls you up. With the hand that was holding you so you wouldn't fall, he pushes your hair away from your face. He smiles then, looking quite pleased.

"You're definitely going to ruin me."

And then he lets out a tremendous laugh.