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Please Please Please (Don't Prove 'Em Right) Chapter 5

Trafaglar Law x afab Female!Reader

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Chapter warnings: slight descriptions of pain, gore, and panic attacks.

Summary:

You are the Heart Pirates' beloved cook and sniper. However, you were also an insufferable troublemaker who always seemed to get on Law's nerves. He swears he's going to get rid of you one day, but as much as he hates it, why does he find you fascinating? Was it because you reminded him of someone he was greatly fond of?

As your relationship with Law grows, he only hopes you don't fucking embarrass him. After all, he has an image to uphold as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

This story starts off as short stories between (Y/N), Law and the Heart Pirates, then picks up into the One Piece canon timeline, starting from Punk Hazard. This is a slow-burn Law x Female Reader story!

Updates every Sunday!

Cross-posted in Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57651295/chapters/146705491

Chapter 5: The Devil Fruit

Chapter summary: You discover that Law plans to take down Doflamingo and his possible alliance with the Strawhats. You angrily get off the submarine, misunderstanding why Law needed to do it on his own. Not affording to lose his only cook on the ship, he chases after you, only to find that you have eaten a devil fruit from a nearby island.

A/N: ANGST ANGST ANGST CHAPTER!!! we're getting closer to the canon timeline! I also just came back from vacation so yeah lol. I also apologize for the late post, I came back trip and I was exhausted LOL.

PS, can you guess who your brother is in this story now? The type of Devil Fruit you ate will be revealed in the end hehe.

Also CW/TW: slight descriptions of pain, gore, and panic attacks.

I also created a taglist. Let me know if you want to be a part of it!

wc: 5k

In the middle of the night, the Polar Tang was eerily quiet. By now, the Heart Pirates have gone to bed. However, in the captain's room, a faint light can be seen seeping through the cracks of the room's door. Law is sitting on his bed, holding a tattered grey hooded shawl. His tattooed hands gently caressed it as he recalls the time when he wore the fabric. It was the day when he lost his saviour. He could never bring himself to throw out the dirty old shawl, even though it brought back one of the worst moments of his life, because it was the only thing that he had in memory of his saviour, Corazon.

The doctor leaned against the headboard of his bed and sighed as he closed his eyes. He had to make this plan work. It was a tough decision to leave his crew behind and to leave you behind, but if he wanted to succeed in taking down Kaido, he needed to face his worst nightmare first, which was the man who killed his saviour. As he gripped the shawl tighter, his eyes drifted to his desk where your bounty poster lay.

In the past couple of months, Law had gotten closer to you, the crew's cook and sniper. What used to be a mutual relationship of captain and crew has evolved into a friendship, but his heart began to yearn for something more. He was unsure if you felt the same way, but he also knew that it was foolish to act upon his feelings as he was a dangerous criminal. Putting his crew and his friends in danger due to association is something he does not want, especially if it comes to a romantic association. So he decided it was best to protect his crew, to protect you, and the best way to do it was to act on this plan with a different crew.

The tattooed captain sighed as he put away the shawl on his bedside table.

"Please forgive me everyone, (Y/n)-ya, but I must leave soon. I need to keep all of you safe and I cannot afford to lose anyone again," he murmured as he turned off the lamp that illuminated his room. He was ready to tell the crew about his plans tomorrow.

But little did he know, you were listening to him the whole time at his door.

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The next morning, Law was met with a piece of bread on his plate at the dining table. The whole crew was eating breakfast, and he decided to join. But while you served everyone what they wanted to eat, you dropped a plate of hot garbage in front of your captain.

Angrily glaring down at Law at his seat, you kicked his seat, encouraging him to eat up. Your captain looked up at you with deadpan eyes.

"You're joking right?" he griped. "You out of all people should know that I hate bread (Y/n)-ya."

You shrugged. "I know. But everything else ran out, so eat it," you said.

"You just served Hakugan his second serving of rice balls. What do you mean you don't have anything left?" Law argued. The captain glared at Hakugan who was sitting across from him. The poor man had his cheeks full of rice balls and tried to look away.

Law glanced back at you and saw your eyes flare up with anger. "Did I do something to anger you (Y/n)-ya?" he asked.

You crossed your arms. "I don't know captain, you tell me. Did you do something?" you scoffed.

A vein started to pop on the doctor's forehead. "I don't have time for your petty games. If you have a problem with me say it right now." he gritted.

"Is that so? Well if you want it straightforward, please enlighten us on your plans to ditch the crew." you spat out.

The dining hall suddenly became quiet as the whole crew looked toward you and Law. The tattooed doctor simply sighed.

"The captain is leaving us?!"

"Wait where is he going?"

"How come we're just finding this out right now?"

The murmurs of the crew started to pick up. Bepo started to bombard Law with more questions, while Shachi and Penguin just blankly stared at their captain.

The captain rubbed his temple and glared up at you. "What gave you the idea that I was going to ditch the crew?" he questioned.

Your eye twitched in irritation. "Don't act foolish captain, I overheard you saying that you were going to leave soon!" you shouted at him.

Suddenly, Law realized that you had heard him talking to himself last night. "Why were you eavesdropping at my door last night?" he questioned.

"Stop avoiding the question captain." you spat back.

Realizing that it was useless to keep his plans under cover, the captain stood up and began to address the crew. "Since our dear cook eavesdropped on me last night and got the wrong idea, I will just tell you all now what I was going to say later on in the day," he announced.

The dining hall once fell into silence again, with everyone giving their undivided attention to their captain. Law looked at everyone, then at you, then back at everyone with hesitant eyes.

"For the next month or so, I will be going on a solo mission to take down Doflamingo, who is Kaido." he declared. "This is a two-step plan so please listen carefully. I will depart a week after we reach the New World. I will head to Punk Hazard, which is where the SMILE fruits are being produced. I plan to capture the head of production there, Caesar and use him as a bargaining chip for Doflamingo, who is a direct subordinate of Kaido as he is the one supplying the Emperor. I will force him to step down from the Warlord status and eventually will defeat him with the help of the Strawhats."

He paused for a few seconds and then continued. "I need all of you to head to Zou once I depart. We will meet there once I accomplish what I need to do. As your captain, I ask you to please trust me with this plan." he finished.

You were completely bewildered. Even though you were given a clear explanation, somehow this made you even angrier than before. Did the captain not trust you or the crew enough to assist him? It was a dangerous plan and he wanted to do it all by himself without

But before you could speak up, Penguin suddenly spoke up. "We trust you captain! You can trust us to follow through with your plan!" he affirmed.

"Yeah! Finally, you decide to take him down!" Shachi also encouraged.

"Captain!! Please be safe and come back to us!!" Bepo cried out.

The entire crew suddenly burst out into cheers, encouraging and reassuring their captain that his plan would be a success. Seeing that his crew trusted him, he let out a small smile. However, when he looked back at you, who was by his side the whole time, you were looking down with your eyes darkened. You were trembling, and Law was unsure if it was out of anger or sadness.

Law attempted to reach out to you. "(Y/n)-ya-"

"ALL OF YOU ARE IDIOTS!" you suddenly screamed.

Everyone stopped and looked at you. They saw a side of you that they never saw; you were furious. You were shaking from head to toe, with both of your hands clutched in anger. Your breath was laboured, breathing heavy as your chest heaved up and down and your face was scrunched up in a scowl.

Turning around to face Law, you grabbed the collar of his black coat and sneered. "What kind of stupid plan is that?! You're just going to get up and leave?! You don't trust any of us to help you?!" you spat at him.

Law's face twisted into a cloudy expression. His grey eyes bore into yours, with conflicted feelings written all over his face.

"I trust that all of you, especially you (Y/n)-ya to follow through with my plan. I just said that I trusted everyone here to meet me at Zou for the second part of my plan." he calmly said.

"It's not trust when none of us are assisting you. Are we a burden Captain Law? Do we hold you back? Why are you reaching out to others to help you?" you pressed on. Your angry facade started to fade and was being replaced with hurt and sadness.

"Y/N! You're pushing it!" Ikkaku yelled out to you.

"Isn't it disrespectful to question the captain's authority and motives?" Jean Bart murmured.

You let go of the collar and faced the rest of the crew. "Are all of you that blind to see that he does not trust us to help him? Why are all of you agreeing with him?" you argued.

Shachi stepped up to you and glared. "(Y/n), if the captain says that's the plan, we have to follow it." he countered.

Your eyes bore into Law's once more. "Answer me oh dear captain. What's the reason for doing this without us?" you questioned once more.

Law never had anyone one of his crew members question his plans or authority. Seeing you speak up and question him made him feel uncomfortable and angry. He was the captain and he knew what was best for you and for everyone in the submarine.

"Because (Y/n)-ya, this whole operation is something I need to do alone. I need all of you to be safe, and this mission can result in casualties. I am not trying to lose all of my crew in this." he lowly answered.

That was not the answer you wanted to hear.

"So what you're saying is, we're too weak to help?" you breathily said.

"That's not what I meant-" he started but you cut him off with a sarcastic laugh.

"We're pirates, captain. What makes you think we can't hold out on our own? We fought mercilessly against marines and other pirates, but you think we cannot handle some big shot like Doflamingo?!" you screamed at him.

The captain had enough of your disrespect towards him. Why couldn't you see that he was trying to protect you?

"(Y/n)-ya! You are to follow my orders! Have trust in me as your captain!" he finally shouted back.

"Trust? You have the guts to talk about trust when you can't even trust us to fight alongside you!" you countered back at him.

The entire crew watched you and Law scream at each other like a tennis match. The once easy-going vibe was now replaced with suffocating tension in the dining room.

You took a step back as your eyes started to well up. You were hurt that the captain decided to toss you and the crew aside for a mission. You didn't understand why he couldn't trust everyone enough to fight with him. After all, it was your duty as his subordinate right?

Or was it your duty because you didn't want him to leave your side?

"I had so much respect for you captain. Now, I don't know," you whispered, finally breaking the silence. You felt your heart hammering through your chest, anxious about the whole situation.

However, the next sentence that Law said broke your heart even more.

"If you don't agree with me, then feel free to leave (Y/n)-ya."

Your eyes darkened as your head hung, looking at the floor. The whole crew gasped and started to murmur.

"Hey, he must be joking right?"

"Well, she started questioning the captain and disrespecting him."

"Hey (Y/n), you're not going to leave right?"

You looked back up at Law, but instead of tears filling your eyes, he saw an unreadable expression. He knew he shouldn't have said those words, but he couldn't take them back. He understood the difficult decisions he had to make as a leader of a pirate crew. It was either he kept you safe or risk losing you forever. By choosing the former, it was best that if you refused to follow his plan, he would rather have you leave his crew.

You let out a soundless laugh. You thought he would care, but turns out he was willing to throw you away. You turned to your right and spoke to Bepo as you finally decided. "Bepo, surface this submarine right now," you said.

The mink started to panic. "(Y/n)-san-"

"Surface. Now," you darkly ordered. The polar bear started apologizing profusely as he scrambled to the helm of the submarine.

Penguin and Shachi scurried up to you in panic. "Hey (Y/n)! You know that captain didn't mean that right?" Penguin tried to explain.

Ikkaku also hurried by your side. "No wait! Don't go we need you!" she begged.

You bitterly smiled at your friends. "No, clearly I have overstayed my welcome here. I'm going." you sighed. As they tried to reach out and hug you, you shrugged them off and stormed off to your room to pack your things.

The entire crew started to frantically urge their captain to take his words back and not let you go. But amidst the chaos, he could only watch your figure disappear out the door as his heart ached.

30 minutes later, you were gone and out of the Polar Tang.

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You sailed your small boat towards a small island populated with lush forest with sand that surrounded the area. You only had your clothes, some food, a log pose and your denden mushi in your essentials bag. You were rowing for two hours so you collapsed in exhaustion when you set foot on the sanded beach. With your back on the sand, you stared up at the clear blue sky as the sun shone bright. Recalling your argument with Law, your eyes started to well up with tears, this time letting them run freely down the sides of your face. You immediately brought your hands to your eyes and attempted to wipe them as you wailed in desperation. You thought you and Law were friends, you thought that you were respected as much as you respected him. All the times you got to know him, and became closer with your captain, was all for nothing.

After crying for a good 30 minutes, you got up and proceeded to make your way into the forest with your bag in tow. You were now wearing a tank top with black baggy pants. It was the first time you wore regular clothes in a while. Trudging through the sand, you found yourself coming in contact with something small on your left foot. You look down to see a pear-like fruit lying halfway buried in the sand. It piqued your interest, so you crouch down and pick it up with your left hand. Looking closely, it was decorated with swirls with a weird feather-shaped stem on top.

"Weird, this looks like a Devil Fruit," you muttered as you gave it a sniff. You decided to put it in your bag and continued to trudge in the forest. You explored around for twenty minutes, looking for a place to rest. After an hour of walking, you were starting to get dehydrated and hungry. You also noticed it started to get darker. Looking up, you realized that storm clouds quickly gathered and rain was slowly starting to fall, so you picked up your pace and started running, hoping to run into a big tree to shelter under. However, a tree root caught on your right foot, and you fell to the ground, hitting your head on a small log. The bag that you were holding fell in front of your face with the contents spilling out of it.

The last thing you saw before you blacked out was the Devil Fruit rolling out of your bag.

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"Captain...we have to go back for (Y/n)-san!" Bepo pleaded as he gripped Law's left leg.

The captain was sitting crosslegged as he read a book on the common area couch of the Polar Tang. He was dressed in a simple black tee with his signature spotted jeans. He simply grunted in response, his eyes not looking away from the book.

Shachi, Penguin and Ikkaku stood in front of their captain. All three of them were visibly pissed and worried that their dear friend and crewmate left.

"Captain! Please be reasonable! I get it that she was somewhat disrespectful, but she doesn't know the real reason for your plan!" Shachi spluttered.

"Shachi is right!" Penguin agreed. "She doesn't know about Corazon at all!"

As Corazon was mentioned, the tattooed doctor let out a 'tch' as a vein started to pop up on his temple.

Ikkaku rolled her eyes. "Both of you don't know how to communicate with one another, and you guys aren't official yet," she muttered.

Law whipped his head up and glared at his crew member. "Are you implying that I would be in a romantic relationship with one of my subordinates?" he hissed.

"Oh come on cap, it was so obvious you have a crush on her." the curly-haired girl spat back.

He remained silent after that. The three crewmates looked at each other with blank faces.

The polar bear proceeded to get up and sat on the floor at Law's feet. "I'm worried for her Captain. You know how clumsy she can be. What if she hits her head or accidentally drowns?" the mink fretted.

The captain's left foot started to tap on the floor. Seeing that Law was starting to get anxious with the idea of you getting hurt, Shachi started to rile him up even more.

"Yeah, you're right Bepo. Knowing Y/n, she might get eaten by a large snake or something." he hummed.

"Remember the time she pissed off this giant bear and almost got her head bitten off?" Ikkaku added on.

"Oh yeah! I also remembered when she lit herself on fire when-" Penguin continued before he got cut off.

"Okay! We will retrieve her." Law said finally snapping as he suddenly rose from the couch. The four crewmates suddenly broke up into a smile and cheered.

The captain frowned as he proceeded to exit the common area and started to walk to the helm.

"You're lucky I care about you (Y/n)-ya," he lowly muttered as he got ready to surface his submarine.

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The first thing you felt waking up was your stomach rumbling.

Your eyes slowly opened as you started to gain consciousness. Your entire body was completely wet and covered with leaves and dirt. You shivered as you felt the cold breeze hit your skin. As your body started to wake up, you felt a sharp pain on your right foot and your forehead as you tried to get up.

"Urghh," you groaned as you pushed yourself up to sit on your bum. Your stomach growled loudly in hunger. Clutching your stomach with your left arm in hunger pain, you started to pat with your right hand around the area for the food that had fallen out of your bag since your sight was still blurry. The first thing your hand came in contact with was what seemed to be a small fruit with lumps, so you picked it up and proceeded to bite into it absentmindedly.

As you chewed the fruit in your mouth, you immediately became repulsed at how disgusting it tasted. Your face twisted in disgust as you continued to chew it and swallow it. After a few bites, your vision started to clear up and looked down to see what you were eating.

"Oh shit!" you shouted as you dropped the fruit. You scrambled to get up, but your legs gave up on you as your face met the ground. Getting up once again, your heart started to palpitate as you realized you had eaten a Devil Fruit.

Tears started to gather in your eyes again as you attempted to throw up the fruit. "No, no, no, no!" you mentally screamed as you attempted to wretch up the fruit from your stomach. "I refuse to be like my devil fruit freak of a brother!"

Your fingers started to dig into the ground, Your head started to spin as you started to breathe heavily. Tears dripped down your face and into the ground, as you slammed your head into the ground as you tried to throw up. While your panic attack starting to show, Law and the Heart Pirates started to show up by your side.

Law heard your screams once he set foot on the nearest island he found. He figured you would be at this deserted forest island since it was the nearest one to the submarine. Your wails echoed through the forest and into the beachy area of the island. As soon as the captain heard your screams, his heart dropped and started to sprint into the forest. Running the fastest he's ever run, he followed the sound of your yells until he spotted you, on all fours with your head down. The tattooed doctor's heart raced as he hoisted you up off the ground. His eyes scanned your body as he saw your entire body littered with dirt and grime. Your right foot was completely bloody and a lump started to show on the side of your head.

You looked up to see who picked you up and were met with familiar steel-grey eyes. Blinking away your tears, you started to shake as you realized that your captain had come back from you. His face expressed great concern, with his iris trembling as he gripped onto your left arm tightly.

"C-captain?" you quietly squeaked.

The next thing you knew, your head collided with his broad chest as he enveloped you in a hug.

"You stupid, stupid girl." He lowly muttered into your left ear. You lightly blushed as you felt his warm hands hold onto your hips. You felt your breath starting to stabilize. With your emotions at an all-time high, you continued to cry and shake in Law's chest.

The rest of the crew caught up to Law and saw your battered body in his arms. They all cried out to you seeing how hurt and dirty you were.

The doctor pulled you away from his chest and looked at you with concern. "What happened?" he asked.

You opened your mouth to answer back, but you were so lightheaded from crying and your panic attack that you blacked out once more, this time falling into your captain's arms. Law's tattooed hands caught onto you, immediately hoisting you up into a bridal style as soon as your body went limp. With his eyes not leaving your body, he commanded his crew to get the submarine ready for departure.

"Everyone back on the submarine now! Penguin, get the infirmary bed ready. Shachi set up the IV, she's severely dehydrated." he commanded.

"Yes, captain!" everyone shouted as they proceeded to rush back. Law glanced down at your unconscious form once with regret on his face before he shambled both of you back to the Polar Tang.

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"...(Y/n)-ya," you heard someone call out.

Your eyes started to slowly open as you regained your consciousness. As your vision cleared, you realized that you were back in the one place you swore to never visit again.

"Am I in hell?" you groaned as your voice started to wake up.

You heard someone sigh beside you. "Is that the first thing you're going to say after being almost left for dead?" a low voice said.

You turned your head to the right and saw that Law was sitting next to your bed. Your eyes trailed up to his face and saw that he had an unreadable expression resting on his handsome face.

"Captain, you came back for me?" you croaked.

A small smirk danced on his lips. "You wish, the crew was just annoying me to get you back." he lightly joked.

A chuckle left your lips as you turned your head back straight to stare up at the ceiling.

"I'm sorry for disrespecting you, captain." You apologized. Shifting your body in nervousness, you once again faced the man to your right.

"I guess I wanted to be useful. I am part of the crew after all. I'm a pirate, I know how to fight and take care of myself. But in all honestly captain, I..." you stopped to look into his eyes. "I didn't want to leave your side while you were fighting against a powerful person. I care for you as your subordinate and friend," you admitted.

Law's breath hitched once you spilled your confession. His stoic heart started to pick up as you told him that you cared for him. However, his face remained cold, not letting his facade down.

"Caring for me is foolish (Y/n)-ya. But I appreciate your concern. I also apologize for letting my emotions get the best of me. You are a valued member of my crew and I understand that your pride as a pirate was hurt when I shut you down." he spoke.

Your chest rumbled as you chuckled. "I guess I was being prideful too huh? What can I say, I'm a Heart Pirate after all."

"Your foolishness knows no bounds." your captain lightly joked as he shook his head. A smile started to form on his lips again. He began to speak until you cut him off.

"I know you must have your reasons on why you insist on doing the mission on your own. You can tell me when you're ready captain," you said.

Law's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but then quickly went back to his usual demeanour. "Alright then, I will tell you about it when you're all recovered."

You smiled. "Great. So will you let me come with you on your mission?" you asked.

Law's face fell. "No."

"Oh come on" you whined.

"I said no."

"I'll run away again if you don't let me."

The doctor scowled. "I'll think about it."

"Yes!" you yelled as you proceeded to get up. However, your body let you tell you that you were in too much pain to get up.

You moaned in pain as you slowly set yourself down on the bed. Your captain rolled his eyes.

"You idiot, you injured your leg and head. Do not rapidly get up like that." he reprimanded.

"Sorry." you huffed.

Your mind suddenly wandered back to when you accidentally ate the devil fruit and you winced.

"Is something else hurting you?" your doctor asked with concern as he saw you wince.

"Uhm," you started, "Well, I might have eaten something..."

"What? Was it a plant? Mushroom? Something poisonous?" he pressed on with worry laced in his voice.

You looked away as you started to sweat. "Uhm, I accidentally ate a devil fruit on the island..." you quietly muttered.

There was a pregnant pause.

"You what?!" Law hissed at you as he stood up straight from his chair. "Why would you do that?!"

"It was an accident! I was hungry and grabbed the first thing I saw! It was the reason why you saw me freak out..." you explained carefully.

The tattooed captain sighed as he leaned back on the chair. "You do realize that you cannot swim anymore right?"

"I never learned how to in the first place," you muttered.

"That's not the point. Do you know what kind of powers you gained?" he asked.

You hummed as you thought about the question. "Not sure, nothing happened to me yet."

"Well if you find out, you must tell me right away alright?"

"Okay, cap."

"Do not call me that."

"Sorry cap."

"Tch," Law grunted as he got up from his chair. "Go back to sleep and rest. You don't need to eat for now since you have an IV connected to you. I'll check up on you every hour or so. Let me know if you need something or if you're feeling any more pain. And do not rip the IV off like you did last time." he commanded as he proceeded to walk out of the infirmary.

"Yes sir." you sarcastically shot at him. Sleep was catching up to you once again. Your eyes closed as you called out to your captain.

"What is is (Y/n)-ya?" he asked.

"Thank you for taking me back captain. I won't let you down." you sighed as your sleep started to take over you.

Law paused as he was halfway out the door. "You owe me a serving of rice balls," he answered back. But what he wanted to say to you was;

"Don't ever run away from me like that again. I will always come back to find you."

He chuckled and sighed as he closed the infirmary door once he realized you were fast asleep.

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Bonus Scene:

You were woken up with loud cheers down the hall. Your eyes shot open as you heard the crew cheer your name. It seemed like they were celebrating your return.

"Those idiots celebrating but I'm not even there," you muttered. Closing your eyes once more, you tried to let sleep overtake you but their cheers and ramblings were keeping you awake.

Scoffing in annoyance, you flipped to your left side and tried to cover your ears with your pillow and your right palm.

"Ugh, I wish it would be silent right now!" you groaned as you snapped your fingers in annoyance.

Suddenly, everything went silent. You sighed in relief as you no longer heard the rambunctious crew. You were about to snooze once more until you realized what happened. Your eyes shot up as you suddenly sat up on the bed.

"Oh fuck."

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Mattheo/Theodore x m reader

Straight boy mattheo who's getting with the prettiest girl in his house but he doesn't wanna be a total loser at kissing yk? So what's better than making you, his best bro, practice with him?

Obviously, with some trepidation, you do it and he loves it so much he chases after your lips even after you move away to critique him (imagine sitting on a couch w him and you move away from his lips to talk about what he does wrong but all he does is push you shoulders back until your back is flush with the couch just so he could keep kissing you)

Anyway, this slowly escalates into him getting a boner and rubbing it on your groin, begging you to "help me out bro"

Then after a week of practicing he gets with his dream girl and the kissing was a success, so was the blowjob she gave him! But he accidentally said your name while doing it and he blew it!

(Op you can choose how this ends)

Kissing - M.R. x male!Reader

A/N: Hehe this was fun to write. Difficult, but so much fun. I really really hope the smut is good 😬 The fix is unedited with no use of Y/N. If the ending seems a little weird, I’m sorry. I was really tired when I wrote it

This is the start of Mattheo’s bi awakening. Why? Because I said so

Fic does contain smut so NO MINORS!!

CW: Smut!!!; begging; Mattheo’s puppy eyes; Reader is in love with Mattheo; mentions of kissing; female oc; kissing; lots of kissing; making out; explicit sexual content; swearing; public sex; grinding; more begging; handjobs; cum; brief sweet moment; somewhat interrupted sex, I guess?; sex jokes; vague descriptions of blowjobs; several uses of the word ‘gay’; Mattheo doesn’t understand his feelings; Matty is a horny boy; mildly ambiguous ending; this takes place in Mattheo and Reader’s seventh year of school, so they’re both of age!!

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“C’mon, mate,” Mattheo begs, pulling you yet again from your homework. “It’s for a good cause!”

You look up, mildly annoyed.

The two of you are in the empty Slytherin common room, the last students there for the night. Everyone else is either sleeping or out partying.

It’s just the two of you, and Mattheo is set on annoying you.

He’s your best friend; your other half, so to speak. It’s been this way for almost seven years. He’s the yin to your yang, the fire to your calm.

Which he’s disrupting pretty majorly right now.

You exhale slowly, putting down your quill. “Just ask Pansy. Or Daphne. They’re good kissers, right?”

Mattheo groans and leans into you, giving you his best puppy eyes. The ones you can never say no to. “Please? I don’t trust them like I trust you. You won’t make fun of me or hold it over me like they will.”

He’s getting vulnerable, which means he’s being serious. Damn him.

You sigh and force yourself to look away. “Matty…”

“I’ll make it up to you, I swear! Besides, it’s not like, you know, we’re in love or anything. It’s just a kiss or two.”

And that is the entire problem. Because you are very much in love with him.

You’ve been pining after him since second year. Practically ever since you became friends. You’ve been head over heels for him, utterly and truly in love.

And he has no idea.

Which is why to him, asking you for kissing practice isn’t a big deal.

It’s all Seraphina Selwyn’s fault. She’s undeniably the prettiest Slytherin in your year, if not the whole school.

And out of all the boys she decided she wanted to have, she had to pick yours.

Her and Mattheo have been flirting for months. And she’s finally started to show signs that she’s ready for him to make a move.

He’s been giddy about it since it happened, gushing about it every time he’s alone with you. It just makes you feel sick.

But you can’t let him down, especially not when he’s giving you those oh so sad puppy eyes you can’t resist.

With a sigh, you nod. “Fine. But only a few kisses. Wouldn’t want anyone spreading any rumors about us.”

It hurts to say. But you can’t let him know.

Mattheo grins and scoots closer. “Alright! Teach me how to kiss, oh wise one.”

You can’t help the smile that tugs at your lips. He’s so dorky sometimes. “Just… come here.”

You reach out and gently guide his head to yours. You pause for a moment, mouth right above his.

Are you really going to do this?

To your surprise, it’s Mattheo who leans the rest of the way in. He presses his mouth to yours in a clumsy kiss.

It feels like sparks go down your spine. You shiver, eyes closing.

Mattheo kisses you like he’s hungry, like your mouth is a feast and he’s ravenous for it. He’s clumsy and eager, but has enough common sense to not try and shove his tongue down your throat.

You try to slow the kiss down. To show him how to move his mouth and such. It works… sort of.

After several kisses, you try and pull back. Not far, but just enough so you can give him some advice.

He chases after you. Leaning further into you in order to press his lips to yours again.

“Matty—“

He pushes your shoulders back, pressing you back against the arm of the couch. And you?

Your entire body lights up with sparks as he slides partway onto your lap. You can feel your dick twitch underneath him and for a moment you panic. He’s gonna feel you!

But Mattheo only moans softly and continues kissing you. He shifts his position on your lap, resting his hands on your chest for support.

You melt into the kiss, letting your lips part and your body relax. You can’t help it. This could be your only chance ever to kiss Mattheo; and if he’s into it, you’re not gonna complain.

Mattheo’s tongue slips into your mouth and you forget why you ever wanted to pull away in the first place.

The two of you make out for what feels like hours. Just mouth pressed to mouth, tongues gliding together. You pull back a couple times to breathe, and Mattheo always chases your mouth with his.

It’s hot. Painfully so. You’re made aware of your hard-on every time Mattheo shifts in your lap.

You know he can feel it. You brace yourself, preparing for the moment he mentions it. But he seems too caught up in kissing you to care.

He shifts again and makes a small noise. An almost groaning sound. You feel yourself throb when you realize he’s just as hard as you.

His cock, pressed right alongside yours.

He groans again and grinds his dick against yours. “Fuck, you feel so good…!”

You moan, giving a little thrust up against his hips. “Matty…”

He captures your mouth with his, taking the chance to lick against your tongue again. You melt into the kiss once more, unable to help yourself.

The two of you make out with more passion now, grinding against each other.

Mattheo’s movements start to get more desperate. More hungry. He’s practically humping your dick, panting and moaning into your mouth.

“Please,” he finally begs. “I need you.”

You bite down a groan, struggling to think straight. You shouldn’t. You really shouldn’t.

“Please? Just this once, I swear!” He’s giving you his puppy eyes again. “Help me out, just this once?”

You can’t help it. He’s so hot and you’re so weak to his puppy eyes.

“Alright. But only this once.”

You fumble with his belt, clumsily working with one hand to undo it. When you finally manage to slip your hand into his pants, Mattheo whines.

You close your hand around his dick, giving him as good of a stroke as you can within the confines of his clothes. He groans and presses into your touch, his dick twitching and throbbing under your hand.

You shift and squirm a bit until you manage to free him, finally able to stroke him like you’re wanting.

Mattheo moans like a porn star, thrusting into your hand eagerly. Greedily. He’s practically jerking himself off with your hand.

And you love it.

You match his pace, shifting your grip every now and then until you find what makes his hips stutter.

“I can’t—“ He sounds absolutely wrecked. “I’m gonna—“

“Come on,” you groan, your dick a weeping mess at the sight. “Cum for me, Matty.”

Mattheo thrusts into your hand once, twice, and cums. Hot sticky ropes of white paint your shirt and pants.

It’s too hot for you to even be upset.

“Merlin, Matty,” you breathe. “That was hot.”

He drops his forehead against your shoulder and pants out a laugh. For a moment, he just basks in your presence. Nuzzling against your neck like he’s gonna say something soft.

Then the sound of faint laughter breaks the spell. People are coming.

You hastily mutter a cleaning charm while Mattheo frantically tucks himself away. You both know you can’t deal with any rumors about the two of you being together.

By the time the drunken partygoers spill into the common room, the two of you are sitting up on the couch again. No evidence of what transpired at all.

Except for maybe your still hard dick, which you use your notebook to hide. You’ll take care of it later.

As people slowly head off to bed, you start to gather your things. Mattheo grabs your arm before you can leave.

“Can—“ He falters for a moment. “Same time tomorrow? I need more practice still.”

You hesitate. But only for a moment. “Sure. We can meet up in my dorm. It’ll be empty then.”

Mattheo nods, acting for all the world like you two are talking about a homework study session. You can see the gleam in his eyes though. He’s just as excited as you.

You head off to bed with your heart pounding. You and Mattheo. Kissing practice tomorrow.

You have no doubts what it’ll turn into again. And oh Merlin, are you looking forward to it.

One week later

“I blew it!” Mattheo barges into your room without knocking, startling you.

“Blew what? Who did you blow?” You sit up, curious and confused.

“Not who.” He rolls his eyes, unable to help a tiny smirk, even in his distress. “It. My relationship.”

“Oh.” That makes more sense. “With Selwyn? What did you do?”

He groans and slumps to the floor, sitting at the base of your bed. “So everything’s going great, right? The mood is there, the kissing’s fantastic; we’re getting it on, you know?”

You nod, listening intently.

“And then she goes to blow me, which is, you know, pretty awesome.”

Mattheo covers his face, clearly embarrassed by the next words he says. “And I fuckin’ say your name!”

You blink. Once. Twice. “What?”

“I say your fucking name in the middle of getting a blowjob!” He groans and lowers his head in shame. “It just slipped out. You know, coz of all our practice.”

Ah, yes. You’d given him several enthusiastic blowjobs during your week of ‘kissing practice’.

“Huh.” You lean back on your hands a bit, thinking. “So, did she break up with you?”

“No,” he groans. “But now she’s convinced I’m gay, and I don’t know what to do.”

You try really hard not to laugh. Of course she’d think that. Even when it was obviously not true. Mattheo was whipped for her. You were just an afterthought. Kissing practice.

“Well, is she still willing to date you?”

“Yes,” he grumbles. “But she’s as big of a gossip queen as anyone else. The whole school will soon think I’m in love with you. Which I’m not.”

You pat his shoulder consolingly. It hurts to hear him deny it, but you both know it’s true. Mattheo’s not in love with you, and will never be in love with—

“At least,” He suddenly looks doubtful. “I’m pretty sure I’m not.”

You blink. He’s… only pretty sure…?

“Saying your name during sex doesn’t mean I’m in love with you, right?”

You stare at him. “I think our kissing practice would sooner qualify.”

“Oh.” He relaxes. “Well, that doesn’t count at all. That’s just you helping me out, you know?”

“Yeah.” You nod slowly. “Right.”

“So that settles it then.” Mattheo nods. “I’m not gay. It was just an accident.”

You’re suddenly no longer sure. But you don’t say anything. He has a girlfriend now, for Merlin’s sake. You can’t crush their relationship off of doubt.

“Whatever you say.”

The two of you sit in silence for a while. Then Mattheo gets up. He stretches a bit, and glances down at you.

You can already see the gleam in his eye.

“Just out of curiosity, though…”

You sigh and pat the bed next to you.

Looks like your kissing practice isn’t over yet.

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cherry-velvet-skies · 2 months ago

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Please Don't Be Long

George Harrison × GN!Reader

Genre: Fluffyyy hehe

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol

Words: 2.7k

Summary: 1968-69 era; The universe has a unique way of continuously bringing Geo and Reader together, and it’s time they finally accept the invitation (featuring a brief appearance by Ringo The Wingman lmao)

A/N: The idea for this fic was requested by the wonderful @leia-saveourskins (thank you so much for the request! 🥰)

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The moderately loud music flowing through the stereo speakers was all that could be heard in your ears as you made your way around the room, trying your best to mingle with the other guests. You enjoyed your fair share of house parties, as they were a great way to get to know new people, as well as reconnecting and maintaining previously established friendships.

You and George had met before. Granted, it was only briefly, but you remembered enough to recognize his face in the crowd on the other side of the room. George was the reserved type, preferring to stick around the people he knew best and enjoy the good music and tasty snacks. Parties weren't exactly his scene, but he knew how to make the best of them.

You attended this particular event with a few of your other friends, who, at this moment, were nowhere to be found. You shrugged your shoulders, assuming they would come find you when they wanted, or rather needed, to call it a night and head home, as you elected to be the designated driver for the evening.

Worming your way through the room of dancing people to where George was, you felt a smile growing on your face the closer you got to him. He had this wonderful energy that could be felt from a mile away, not to mention he was certainly quite handsome.

He was sitting on a sofa in the far corner of the room, holding a less than half-full glass of what appeared to be white wine. There were several other people sitting around him, one of which seemed to be telling a rather interesting story, with the other guests listening with rapt attention. You didn't recognize all of these people, only a few in passing, but one of which you knew quite well, immediately recognizing the array of dazzling rings scattered across his fingers.

Ringo had actually been the one to introduce you to George. You met him at a party similar to this one a few weeks prior, and after chatting for several minutes, he seemed to get the impression that you two would hit it off, promptly bringing you over to say hello. It was nice to see him again as well, seeing as the only people you knew here were off on their own adventures. You sighed in relief, your worry that you would be left awkwardly alone for the evening gradually fading away.

The interesting campfire sofa story seemed to come to an end, and a gap opened up in the small crowd. You strode forward, seizing the opportunity, making your way to a cozy little spot next to him on the sofa. Before you could even sit down and reintroduce yourself, George looked up at you, smiling brightly, playfully pointing a finger in your direction.

“Ah, I remember you.” He said cheerily, and although he did not attempt to raise his voice to be heard over the music, somehow you could hear him just fine. “Always nice to see another familiar face.”

“Hi George.” You giggled, feeling your hands fidget slightly at your sides, but you tried your best to not let it show. Somewhere between your starting location and here, all the confidence of speaking to George had blown away, and all that was left was your increasingly shy tone and a small blush creeping up your cheeks.

Before continuing the conversation with you, George looked to the other side of him and tapped his friend on the shoulder. “What do you know, Rich? I guess you do have a gift. We meet again!” Ringo turned to face you, his bright blue eyes lighting up despite the slightly dim lighting in the room.

“And here you are!” He said happily, standing from the couch to pull you into a warm hug. A surprised laugh left your throat, but you hugged him back, feeling him pull away almost as quickly to let you sit down next to George. “I'll let you two lovebirds get to chatting.” He mused as he disappeared into the next room.

You returned your gaze to George and felt the blush on your face get stronger. He didn't seem to notice, or rather, he didn't point it out, instead twisting his torso to reach behind him for a bottle of wine. “Fancy a drink?” He asked, pausing to top off his own glass.

“I really shouldn't, but thank you anyway.” You replied politely. “I'd rather be more alert when I have to round up my friends and drive them home later tonight.” George nodded understandingly, a small chuckle leaving his lips. He cleared his throat before taking another sip.

“Responsibility is quite uncommon these days. Much like common sense.” He laughed at his own joke, and you laughed too, remembering that his sense of humor was something you immediately liked about him when you first met. He may have been on the quiet side, but he could crack a mean joke. Listen close, or you just might miss it.

George wasn't one for small talk. He found it boring and mundane, which you actually appreciated, as you found it awkward and uncomfortable. You loved that he dove right in when talking to people, asking the deeper, more interesting questions. Questions about life and the wonder of it all, and everything we could be learning about the world and ourselves if we just got out of our brains all the time and back into our bodies, feeling and seeing the world as it was meant to be experienced. You were absolutely enthralled, listening closely and chiming in where you could relate or feel your curiosity piqued. Just as you felt yourself wanting to rest your head on his shoulder, becoming captivated by a campfire sofa story of your own, you felt someone bump into the sofa cushion behind you, mumbling your name.

You turned around to see one of your friends, with the other two standing a bit further behind her. You could barely understand her slurry of unintelligible words, and judging by her smudged makeup, you weren't sure if she had been crying, or just plainly drunk and possibly high out of her mind. Either way, the three had clearly tracked you down because they wanted to go home.

You sighed, turning back to George, grimacing slightly, annoyed that you had to leave just when the conversation was starting to get good. George didn't seem bothered, still offering a warm smile. “They've come for their cab.” He said cheekily. “Go on ahead, I'll see ya ‘round.”

You couldn't help but laugh at his comment, an instant mood booster despite being upset at your untimely departure. Pausing to give George a modest peck on the cheek, you stood from your spot on the sofa, collected your now rather disoriented looking friends, and shuffled out the door.

About two weeks later, you received a phone call from Ringo, inviting you to another party, this time of his own creation. In any other case, you would have declined, not feeling very social as of late, but no sooner did you open your mouth to object, a thought entered your brain. If Ringo was hosting the party, there’s a pretty good chance George was going to be there as well.

George.

Ever since your last encounter with him at the previous party, he had been a lingering thought in all areas of your mind. The first time you met him, there was no room to have a meaningful chat as the awkward silence had taken up most if not all of the conversation. And last time appeared to be promising until your evening was cut short by your petulant plus-ones. But this time, there would be no distractions, and you were gonna make sure of it. This was the third time the great universe had given you another shot at making a connection with George, and there was no way you were going to pass it up. This time, you would be going solo. Having mentally finalized your decision, you graciously accepted Ringo’s invitation, and hung up the phone.

By the time the party rolled around, you were practically buzzing with excitement. All previous antisocial feelings had gone out the window, since now, you knew there was going to be something at this party that could spark your interest. When you arrived at the party, via cab of course, as now there was no need to play designated driver, you were immediately greeted by Ringo, who promptly offered you a drink and gently encouraged you to go mingle.

This party was quite different from the last one. It was by no means a fancy gathering, but it felt much more sophisticated. There were less people than last time, greatly lowering the level of potential chaos. Despite the decreased number of guests, it was the most reserved form of the word ‘wild’ and it was still clear that everyone was having a great time. There was a record playing gentle dance music from one of the rooms. You weren’t sure if it was instrumental or you just couldn’t make out the lyrics, but you enjoyed it either way. You searched for the source of the music to hopefully catch the title of the record when you bumped into someone on the way out, nearly spilling your drink on their shirt.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” You shrieked, eyes still facing towards the floor in both confusion and embarrassment. You looked up to deliver another heartfelt apology and instead you froze, your eyes widening.

“Better watch where you’re headed, love.” George teased, punctuating his statement by brushing a stray strand of hair out of your face. You already felt yourself blushing, feeling the need to apologize even more fervently now that you knew your encounter had not been with a random stranger.

“George!” You shrieked again, not sure why you said his name as you didn’t have anything to say after that, but followed it up with the best thing you could think of. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“Following me, eh?” He mused, playfully poking you in the arm. You blushed harder, your free hand fidgeting with the bottom of your drink glass, the fingers on your other hand tapping the side awkwardly.

“Perhaps it’s fate.” You blurted out, the thought sounding more confident in your head. But you felt yourself breathe a sigh of relief when George chuckled at your statement.

“Divine timing.” he nodded knowingly.

“The universe wants us to keep meeting at these parties.” You giggled, trying to keep your composure while also ecstatic that George shared your theory. “It would be a shame to not accept the invitation. And besides, we never finished our conversation from last time.”

“I s’pose you make a point.” He grinned, flashing that ever-gorgeous fang-toothed smile.

“So…shall we dance?” You offered, gesturing to the surrounding area between the two of you. George looked around, eyes following your hands at your silent gestures.

“I don’t have the best moves, love, but I’ll try.” He laughed nervously. As if on cue, you heard the random instrumental record change, and a soft romantic melody began to play. You felt a large beaming smile spread across your face, silently thanking the universe yet again for its ‘divine timing’. “Ah,” George said softly, “now, slow dancing, I might be fair at.” He held his hand out for you to hold, which you happily accepted, assuming the slow dance positions.

George moved your hand that he was holding onto his shoulder, and you moved your other hand to his other shoulder. You felt like electricity was going to start buzzing out of you when George repositioned his hands to softly rest against your waist, but you tried your best to be calm. You let out an excited giggle that sounded more like a shriek, but George’s expression proved he found it rather endearing.

“Well…” he whispered, his voice vibrating as you rested your head on his chest, “you said you wanted to continue our other conversation?” You had gotten so comfortable with the current situation, your body filled with tranquility instead of nervousness, that you forgot you had even said that.

“Oh…” you trailed off, picking your head up from his chest to stare into his eyes, a warm deep brown you found yourself getting lost in, “right, I did say that. But for now I only have one question.” George continued to stare at you, gently nodding in wait for your question, the corners of his lips twitching upwards into a brief yet heartwarming grin. “Does divine timing work for romance as well?”

The second the sentence left your lips, the anxious part of you immediately wanted to take it back, but George didn’t mind. He smiled again, keeping his usual calm demeanor as he had done the whole time. “Well,” he began, same as how he usually started any of his philosophical observations, “if that is true, there would also have to be some sort of sign to confirm or deny it. Something to suggest if it is the right time, or something to interrupt it if the time isn’t right.” You listened intently, feeling yourself unconsciously smiling as he spoke, completely captivated by his perspective. You moved one of your hands higher on his shoulders to rest just above the collar of his shirt, brushing your fingers against the soft skin of his neck.

“Well how do we know if the time is right?” You asked, not even realizing you had already picked up his habit of putting that word at the beginning of sentences. But just as you posed the question, you felt time begin to slow down around you. Suddenly, all the other guests felt a million miles away, the music felt louder, and now, in that moment, it was just you and George, and nothing else mattered. It felt incredible, as your brain was able to block out all the other worldly noise, and just concentrate on the here and now, something you found yourself unable to do so effectively before.

George thought about it for a second, his tongue darting out to lick his lips, the edges of his mustache stretching out as a knowing smirk appeared on his face. “Well, let’s find out then, shall we?”

You thought he was going to do some sudden movement as if to attract the attention of the universe for any objections, or send a cheeky statement sailing out into the ether, but nothing could have prepared you for the moment he leaned forward to place a gentle kiss on your lips.

Your eyes widened in shock, feeling your fingers involuntarily grip at his shoulder, but that was soon replaced by an overwhelming joy spreading through your body. George placed his hand under your jaw, his fingers cupping your chin to deepen the kiss. You sighed happily, closing your eyes again and wrapping your arms around him, resting your wrists on the back of his neck.

It was a purely heavenly sensation. You found yourself softly giggling against his lips, pulling away for a mere second to look in his eyes again. George smiled back at you, briefly looking around and boastfully shrugging his shoulders. “I guess the universe had no problem with that.” He quipped.

He opened his mouth to say something else but stopped, his eyes fixated on something in another room through one of the open doors as he let out an adorable little giggle. “In fact, I think we may have actually had a little help.” He turned back to you, pointing in the direction of whatever had caught his eye. You turned around to see Ringo standing over by the record player, proudly swirling his drink glass in one hand, his other hand holding the decorative album sleeve for the romantic record that was currently playing. He raised his glass to toast the happy couple from afar, sealing his stamp of accomplishment with a supportive, bright-blue-eyed wink. You and George laughed in stereo, your smile growing wider as you gave Ringo a grateful two thumbs up before turning back to George.

“I guess the universe did have a plan for us.” You joked, not sure if you felt yourself release a dreamy sigh or it was all in your mind.

George nodded agreeingly, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear as he stared into your eyes. “I guess it did.” He laughed before pulling you closer for another loving kiss.

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lightlycareless · 6 months ago

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Hellooooo I hope u are doing well !! I found ur blog a couple weeks ago I love ur posts😙

I was wondering what it would be like for Y/N and Naoya going thru their first baby's pregnancy. I think it's cute how for the first child they have to get used to mood swings, cravings, baby shopping and all those couple stuff haha. But of course only if u want to !!

Hello!!

Aww, thank you so much!! Welcome to the club, we have only naoya. Enjoy your stay 😏

I'm sorry it took me a while to get back to you, I was quite overwhelmed by other requests, I still am lol, but I manage to write a little something I hope you like!

I kind of went through all of those things, but I do feel like writing more about y/n's first pregnancy with Naoya :> there's just so much agnjakshgjakshgjaghjia

Anyways, here are the warnings: fluff. you're pregnant with your first baby. naoya is super happy. indulgent. you know hehe. but maybe a tiny bit of angst at the end.

related work: sequel 1. sequel 2. sequel 3.

happy reading!!

Their first pregnancy would have to be the most special, loving, adorable, spoiled moment of their life!!!

Not to say that the others weren't, but this was the first time… experiencing everything, you know? So obviously, they couldn’t just sit back and not enjoy this moment to the fullest, taking it to the extreme, as they always did.

It is for granted that whatever Naoya does it will always be to please you; whatever request, no matter how big or small, he is at your command and you should take advantage of that, as he’d frequently insist.

Starting with your cravings, not that he didn’t do that before, but now he’s just a bit more cautious, taking an extra step just to be sure.

“Honey, I think I want something—”

“Sweet, sour? Or spicy perhaps? Maybe a combination of all? I got all kinds of snack for you to choose from, but if that doesn’t work, I can go out and get —”

“I haven't said anything yet, Naoya!” You chuckle. “I think I just want something sweet, that's all.”

“Chocolate? Cake? Cookies? Gummies? Ice cream? Mochi?” He goes on, and you remain silent, thinking…

“...maybe a bit of everything?” you pout. “And perhaps something else too…”

“And something else too.” he repeats with a smirk before placing his hand over your belly. “Sounds like a plan for my princesses’”

“Stop saying that, it sounds like you already know their gender!”

“I don’t, I promise.” Naoya kisses your cheek. “I’m just guessing, that’s all.”

“Well, if our baby ends up being a girl I’ll take it as if you did know, and I’ll be very angry with you…” you frown, he chuckles.

“Hopefully not too angry to eat.” Obviously, you don’t mean any of those words as seen in the way you quickly hug him, pressing kisses across his face as you declare that regardless of the baby’s gender, you’re very happy to be forming a family with him, as well as how eager you were to finally welcome your little dumpling in your arms.

Followed by dates, outings, or however you want to call them: those are definitely Naoya's favorite of all.

From making the most of the little time he has with you between missions and clan responsibilities, to wanting to show off how happy he can make the future mother of his children, once again there is no doubt that whatever you set your eyes on, it's yours, no questions asked—clothes, furniture, food, pastimes, anything; don't worry your pretty little head about anything, he’ll make it work.

“Oh, that crib is so cute…” you’d say once stopping before a furniture store, the two strolling around the mall right after getting ice cream from that one place you wanted to try out for the longest, but haven’t been able to due to Naoya’s… unwanted commitments.

Your hand is tightly holding his because of that, almost as if you were afraid of letting go and losing him. Moments like this make you all warm, keeping them close to your heart.

“...But we already have one.”

“And who said we couldn't have two?” Naoya responds, more than ready to step into the store and buy the crib—he doesn’t care if the bedroom is fully decorated at that point, you want it, you’ll have it.

“No, Naoya! We can't take it!” You’d tug at his arm immediately after. “We can't just have two cribs because we want to!”

“Who says so?” He raises an eyebrow. “If anything, it’s only necessary—the estate is too big to just have one bedroom; I can’t have you walking from one edge to the other just to put our dumpling to bed, nor will I allow it.”

“Don’t be silly… that’s not even a real issue…”

…

“... but if we get another, does that mean we’ll have more rooms to decorate?”

“Naturally.”Naoya smiles. “Oooh, then can we get that other crib as well?” you cheer, gesturing at the one right beside it. “I’ve been wanting to do something with yellow, I feel like it could fit in nicely! I got so many ideas too, aahh I can’t wait to show you!!”

The Zen’in and your family would eventually come to think that maybe Naoya’s bottomless spending when it comes to doting you, as well as your willingness to enable his behavior might not be the best approach…

But unfortunately, your husband doesn’t care, quickly shutting down any unrequited comments before they came your way, focusing instead on nurturing the happy, safe family he always dreamed of having with you.

If you wanted to have matching outfits for you and the baby every day, then Naoya would take you to every store necessary, indifferent if it was on the other side of the country, or give you his credit card to order online, all depending on your mood, since pregnancy made you far more exhausted, as expected.

Which of course, Naoya was dutifully prepared for, showing how serious he was in preserving your wellbeing by arranging weekly, if not daily spa days for you to simply relax and unwind, only the best masseurs were allowed to tend to his wife—the slightest mistake would be met by his reproach, which thankfully rarely occurred since he mostly liked to be involved himself (jealous, perhaps?)

Your absolutely favorite moment had to be when he stood behind you, placing his hands just beneath your belly to relieve pressure from the baby by carefully lifting it, a gesture that while simple, made you just about the happiest woman in the world.

As well as the most miserable when he had to stop.

“You’re the worst husband!” you’d cry, pouting as he eventually retreated. Naoya tries his best to not laugh at the adorable way you complained, but he could only do so much when it came to you. “Why would you even do that if you’re going to leave?”

“I didn’t mean to, princess. But I gotta do things too, you know?”

“...Like what?” You frown. “What could possibly be more important than me??”

“Nothing, ever.” He smiles, carefully wrapping his arms around you and resting them over your stomach. “But you do know you can go to the bedroom to rest, right? You don't have to worry about any duties or such, our baby comes first. And if anyone dares bother you, just let me know—they’ll get what’s coming to them…”

“... I know, I know, but… I just wanted to be with you the most I could before you left.” you eventually admit, looking up to him with those teary, round eyes that always made him putty. “You’re leaving soon, aren’t you?”

Naoya feels his heart clench with regret, sorrowful when reminded of the truth.

“Yes, I have a mission.”

“Why do you even go on so many missions?” you protest. “I mean, I get it but—but you’ve been working so much this year, and we’re expecting a baby too! Shouldn’t you… shouldn't you have some time for your family as well? You deserve it—I deserve it!”

“Yes, I do. And you’re not the only one that thinks that, but as the heir and sorcerer, I also have—”

“It’s almost like you’re married to them, and not me.” you frown, looking away; he doesn’t need to hear more to know that you’re very upset (and even then, that might be an underestimation) by his frequent absence, but also, perhaps mainly, anxious for the arrival of the baby.

It was only natural that you’d feel that way, after all, your little dumpling was set to come in just a few weeks, introducing you to the last, most crucial moments of your pregnancy.

The doctors asked you to be cautious, reduce stress to the bare minimum and continue having a healthy routine, but that was always easier said than done, and though you’ve done your best thanks to the constant comfort and reassurance of those you loved, such as your family…

They could never compare your husband, whom you only missed more and more with each passing day as he was forced to undergo missions after missions, after missions.

You might not lack anything at home, and was greatly appreciative of it too, but all the things in the world could never replace his company, no matter how much you tried to tell yourself otherwise.

And thus, he takes one of the many decisions that not only proves his commitment to you, but the depth of his feelings, how excited he was for this new stage in his life, setting an example to his future as a husband and father.

“I'll stay home from now on.” Naoya promises, taking you in his arms and kissing the top of your head, before gently cupping your face, swiping away the tears on your cheeks and sealing his words with another kiss on your lips. “I'll arrange someone to take my missions, I won't leave you alone, I swear.”

The two couldn’t care less if the whole world was against both, as long as you had each other, everything would be alright.

Exactly what he intended to do, from the very moment his heart became yours, he vowed to do whatever it took to be by your side whenever you needed him, in the good and in the bad, for better or for worse…

Until one day, unfortunately, he couldn't.

hahaha well I decided to connect this one thing with another thing I have planned in the future... detailing more of naomi's relationship with her dad and y/n's second pregnancy...

BUT ANYWAYS I WANT TO GO INTO MORE DETAIL WITH THE SHOPPING PART IT'S SOOOO CCCUUUUUUTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Also Naoya is like super detached (acts like it, he's not) when it comes to your decisions about getting stuff for Naomi, but if you buy matching outfits for the two he will die of cuteness. Test it. :) he loves it.

Well, I hope you liked this little something!!! Omg keep them coming I love domestic stuff between our two lovebirds 🥺especially when y/n is still pregnant hehe Naoya becomes an even more overprotective man aghjkahsjgasghasjgk or when Naomi is eventually born..........................

ugh thank you so much for sending this!!! I LOVED WRITING IT if there's anything else you want me to write be sure to let me know!!!! 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️

Now take care, and hope to see you soon!!!

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clownetomb · 11 months ago

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♡ "My Angel.." ♡

♡ Buggy x Fem!Reader ♡

♡ ~10k words ♡

! Warning: Drunken arguing, yelling, overall angst !

Buggy sat at a table at the bar with his crew, eating lots of food and drinking alcohol by the mug. You, Buggy’s wife and the mime in his circus, sit at the table, as Buggy talks about his adventures with his crew. You watch and listen in as he drunkenly rambles to his crew, a drunken blush painting his cheeks.

He finished eating his food, letting out a big burp as he did so.

"Well, you see, lads, that's exactly what happened when we went and fought that evil warlord on the Grand Line! And, well- we did it easily, too. We defeated his entire crew all by ourselves. And, well- I defeated him in a one-on-one duel with my bare hands and feet. Yeah! That's how it went down!" You giggle at his grossness and listen to his story that was clearly exaggerated for shock value. He smirked and burped again. "And then, after wiping the floor with that punk of a leader, I went on and defeated every single one of his followers all by myself. Just one-on-one combat against all of them. So it's true, lads. I am the fastest and strongest man the Grand Line has ever seen! Ha!” You stifle a laugh and roll your eyes at your husband's antics. He began laughing as well, drunkenly as he continued his story. "And then, I did what any self-respecting man like myself, would do after defeating all those tough opponents! I, uh... I took the beautiful, young lady they had as their captive, and we had a night we would both never forget” That comment caught your attention as you finally joined the conversation: “Good lord, for the last time I wasn't a captive!” You say laughing, rolling your eyes. He laughed. "Hehe, oh, that's right... that's right. But the part about how we had an amazing night after is true, right? Heh. Hehe...." You pause, thinking. “Yeah Yeah, sure we did.” "Heh, you know it, my little angel! What a night that was, right? Eh?" Buggy said drunkenly laughing again. “...” You remained silent, blushing a bit at his oversharing habits. "Oh come on now, honey! Don't you want people to know just how amazing we had it that night? Hehe..." “You're so gross…” you say, quietly laughing and looking away. "Hehehe - hic - I know I am, but I'm *your* gross husband, aren't I?"

“I guess you are..” You roll your eyes and laugh. "And I suppose you’re my gross, and rather annoying wife, eh?" He says teasingly as he laughs again. “Wooooow.. I see how it is Cap'. I guess you won't get any physicality from me tonight.” You say sarcastically teasing him.

Buggy laughed and pretended to pout. "Oh nooo.. What would I do without my little wife's cuddles on a night like this? Eh? What a tragedy....." You thought of another teasing comment, but you didn’t realize where it would take the night. “I mean I wouldn't be shocked if you didn't care. I've heard tales of you being a manwhore.”Buggy's drunken face instantly looked angry, and he narrowed his eyes and pointed at you as if he were looking for a fight.

"Hey, watch what you're saying, lady! That's just false rumors started by my enemies because I am such a great pirate. A manwhore?? Yeah right. I only have eyes for you, my little angel, haha... Heh...." You roll your eyes teasingly, letting out a sarcastic “Mhmmmm.” His face softened and he laughed. "Hehe, yeah... yeah, you're right, honey. I would never lay eyes on another woman other than you. Even if I was out and about searching for treasure and I came across a gorgeous, young woman who looked absolutely delicious...." Your eyes widen as you begin to overthink about his comment. Throughout the night, he continues to make “jokes” about finding another prettier woman on his voyages. Eventually, you sigh, getting up from the table begin to walk away looking slightly panicked and hurt. Buggy suddenly stood up from his seat and came up behind you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and laughed as he spoke again. "Hehe, why you…! Are you jealous? Heh, why would you be jealous over my eyes for another woman, hmm? You know I would never have my eyes on anyone other than you, right? Heh..." You yank away and keep walking, ignoring him. He followed after you, holding your arm tightly as he began talking again and laughing in an annoying manner. "Oooo, oooo... you're so upset! That's hilarious! You're jealous, aren't you? Well, don't worry about it. I just want to tease you a little bit. But, rest assured. I could never love anyone as much as I love you, little angel...." The drunk clown didn’t realize that his comment earlier had heavily impacted you. You let out a quiet, “Don't touch me.” as you pause in your tracks, saying sternly. Buggy scoffs and laughs drunkenly as he pulls you into an embrace and holds you tightly against him. "Ooh, are you getting so angry at me that you don't want me to touch you? Hehe, but... why? I'm just trying to flirt with my wife. Is she getting jealous at the possibility of another woman stealing my eyes away from her?” You push him off, refusing to turn around to face him. “Don't. Touch me.” You said slightly louder as you began to briskly begin walking away. Buggy follows behind you.

"Hehe, why not? Are my husbandly gestures too much for you, little angel? Perhaps I am getting a little too affectionate, aren't I? Heh.... hmph.. I'll just go back to my buddies then. They'll appreciate me better than you do..." You sigh, losing your patience. “Cool. I really don't give a shit. I'm sleeping on the balcony tonight. Sleep by yourself, or the other women you claim to have.” Buggy scoffs, pretending to look hurt by your words as he sighs. "Oh... Oh, is this how it's gonna be? After all the lovely words I've said to you just now and you're gonna reject me like that? Heh, well fine. You can go sleep on the balcony. I don't care. I'll just find someone else that may appreciate me better..." You snap. “You know what” You grab your bag and look at him. “I'm going home.” Because the ship is stopped somewhere on land, you begin to walk towards the exit of the ship. Buggy's face turned red and he looked pissed. "What?! Do you think that bothers me or something?! Why would I care if you go home, huh? There are plenty of other girls that would love to see me and my amazing self! Yeah..." He took a step towards you and smirked. "But you wouldn't wanna be missing out on all the fun activities I have planned for the rest of the time on land.. Right?” You start to become blinded by your rage. “This! This is my fucking reason, Buggy! I can't do this shit with you anymore. You never fucking care cause you "never do any wrong". Go find another fucking woman 'cause I quit,” and you walk off the ship. As you walk away, tears form in your eyes from the pent-up emotion being held in. Buggy froze where he was standing. His breath hitched as he took a couple of deep breaths, and he stood there for a moment, processing what had just happened. Then, in a drunken and angry rage, he burst out laughing and followed behind you. "Haha... Haha - you don't really think you can leave me without me coming for you, right? My baby... my little angel... where are you going?"

“I'm not yours anymore.” You said stoicly. “‘There's plenty of other girls that would love to see me and my amazing self’ is what you said, right? ...Go fuck yourself, clown.” Buggy suddenly grew upset and enraged, and he rushed up to you to grab you as he began yelling at you. "You can't just leave me like this! You hear me!? I don't care what we've been through! I'm still your husband and you're still my wife! We're married and we're gonna make a family together! Remember..?" You ignore him, not moving from the spot you’re standing. His grip on your arm tightened as he spoke again, with more fury and anger in his voice. "So you're just going to abandon me like this!? After all we've been through together?! What about all the years we've been together and all the adventures we've shared?? I've given everything for this ship and for you and for our crew, and you just abandon me like this and you don't even care at all?!" “I DON'T FUCKING CARE? YOU TOLD ME YOU WOULD FIND ANOTHER GIRL ‘BETTER THAN ME’ AS SOON AS I STOOD UP FOR MYSELF.” you yelled back as the situation became more intense and heated. "WELL, THAT WAS JUST A BLUFF! I DIDN'T MEAN IT, OKAY?! I ONLY SAID THAT TO GET A RUSH OUT OF YOU! I WOULD NEVER REPLACE MY LITTLE ANGEL FOR ANYONE ELSE!" You finally turn around to meet eyes with him, your eyes full of tears and your face makeup running down your cheeks. “..Well, you still said it.” Buggy looked back and saw your beautiful, tear-streaked face, and he couldn't help but feel some empathy for you in this moment. His expression softened as he suddenly realized how much he hurt you. "I'm... I know you're right. I did say that... but, honey.. baby.. just know that I would never, ever, replace you for another woman. You will always be my beloved angel. You drop to your knees and start to sob. “I don't want to leave.” you sobbed out. The drunkenness and anger left him as he saw how much you were sobbing. Buggy immediately dropped to his knees next to you as he moved his arm around you, holding you tightly against him, and put his forehead against yours.. "Shhh... It's okay, baby. I'm here. I'm here. I'm sorry for everything. I- ... I'm sorry for what I said.. I just spoke out of anger. Please, just shh... please, angel.." As you process his words, you mutter out “I want to forgive you.. but I shouldn't. I can't.” "But... I'm really sorry! I'll never say I don't love you again! I swear! I'll stop being such a drunk. I'll stop letting the alcohol control me like this! I promise! And- and I will change my flirtatious ways, too. Please, I'll change! I promise you! Just... Just don't leave me... I don't want to live without you... I can't stand this life without you... who'll brush my hair? Or.. Or make me brush my teeth? Or nag me to clean my cabin? Or.. love me?” You sigh. “Buggy..” He rubbed your back as he felt your heartbeat calm down, and he sighed warmly.

"Hmm... I don't know what I'd do without my little angel. Come on, let's go back to the cabin, and I'll give you a proper apology. Yeah? I'll be fully sober in the morning, I promise..." You decide that maybe.. He deserves one more chance. “..Alright.” You say, letting out a sigh, standing up and looking up to the taller man. Buggy also stood up and wrapped his arm around you as he began guiding you up the stairs and back inside the ship. "See? All better now. I'll never let anything happen to you. I won't let anything get between us ever again. I love you, my angel."

..”I love you too, Captain.”

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jayceluvsu · 21 days ago

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Happy Creations (Bloody Painter x reader fluff!)

summary: You decide to roam around his art room for a bit and make him paint the sun

little comment: AHHH I CANT BELIEVE IM WRITING AGAIN its been forever and guess whos into creepypastas again (me). anyways i couldn't much wit my beloved bloody painter so why not make one hehe

It's been a while since you went to your beloved boyfriend's art room to look around and see what's on his mind. You wandered down the halls looking over at the bright sun shining at you through the sheer white fabrics of the window covers. It was just a random thought you had waking up to visit the messy yet mesmerizing room full of creativity and ideas from him.

Luckily, it was early morning and everyone else within the mansion was probably asleep from the restless weeks of missions but you knew that Helen was probably awake since he wasn't next to you in bed earlier. You gazed at the doors before you peeped through the small gap of the opened door. As expected, you see him deeply in thought with a blank canvas and a few crumpled papers laying on his side. You can basically tell he was stuck on his piece as he held his chin with his index and thumb before messing his hair groaning.

Even with the door unlocked, you still decided to softly knock the door letting your presence be known to him. His head quickly turned to face you peaking your head through the door before giving you a nod gesturing you to come inside. You widely open the door walking in as the skylight hit your bright face in your pale babydoll nightgown once again.

He looked down as you walked closer taking a seat next to him and his canvas. "What has you so stumped?" You chuckle mentioning about his short tantrum earlier. He just hums looking to the side not knowing to really say even though it was clear to both of you that he didn't know what to even paint. You placed your hands on your knees leaning to his face taking a clean paint brush from his collection to hand it to him.

"You should draw the sun while it's still out!"

"...have you not been paying attention to my drawings?"

He slouched immediately shooting down the idea. He did have a point, all the drawing you've seen him create were obviously the opposite of sunshines and rainbows. But you decided to keep recommending it.

"Oh c'mon you get to at least paint something."

"What a ridiculous reason..."

"You get to try something new though!"

He looked down at the paint brush you were shoving to him before sighing and taking the brush out of your hands. You grin as he started to sketch out something in the blank canvas. It was definitely out of his comfort zone but it was possible. You leaned back against the chair starring up at the windows of the skylight that lightened his collection of paintings and sketches. Your eyes transfixed on the white rays shining down at the room with the light blue sky covered with a few fluffy clouds while humming a melody to yourself. Light brush strokes running against the rigid canvas from him can be heard.

"Hey the sun looks so bright today."

"...it always is."

He glanced up at the sky before staring at you with the same sleep deprived face. You couldn't tell if he was staring at you or the sunlight as you looked back at him facing the canvas quickly painting as if he finally had figured out what to draw.

"You seem to finally get a hang of it." You stifle a chuckle.

"I indeed did..."

"Well I'm sure the sun won't move that much now. I'll go make breakfast and feed Smiley Dog." You stood up was quick on your feet to run back to the halls of the mansion to the kitchen.

"But- the sun has moved..."

He cracked a small smile as you left swaying his head side to side in a small smile. His canvas halfway drawn of the sun, his sun. You.

(AGGGAGGG TYSM FOR READING THE ENTIRE THING IF YOU DID AND ILL TRY TO WRITE MORE FOR NOW ON)

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royalfriday · 29 days ago

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Your soul and my body

Boothill x reader

When we first met .... Ya were mad at me for giving up my human body. I didn't understand why... But now I do know...

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Almost 5 years... 5 years has it been since you two had met.

5 years and you're still protecting your secret with Rappa from Boothill.

You two feel bad for that. But again you two still wondering how he hasn't find out.. since well you know ..he is not a human anymore.

But you two agree to not tell him until you think it's time for this.

Well expect that the day is a week away

You two are close

Even though he wonders one thing

How you haven't changed a little bit in your face or your body in general... You know he can't aged. But you you still the lady he met 15 years ago.

But you two were from different planets and even galaxys. So he didn't ask. I believes that you will age different from others.

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One week later

I AM TELLING THE TRUTH; I CAN CRASH A STAR! I AM NOT A LIAR! WANT ME TO PROOF IT BOOTHILL!

OOOO IF YA THING -

NO!

They stopped to looked at the person that was supposed to not be here until midnight... And well now they were nervous .... and most of all scared... something not soo usual

Miss [yn] you don't have -

No silence Rappa! I left for only a hour and here are two with you bringing the topic about crashing a star ! AND YOU BOOTHILL I THOUGHT WE TALK ABOUT THIS!

... sorry ma'am....but i must say you are the light of the place tonight ~

Yes he tried to flirt again... sometimes you almost forgot that you two are not a confirmed couple.. and that of course make Rappa mad because she ship you two since she was the one to make you two meet

Boothill was the one to make the most steps. You think that he doesn't deserve you and he deserves better than you... why? Well because of that secret of yours.

No! Please!..... let's go in the living room.. boothill i and Rappa have to tell you something serious....

Wait miss yn you don't...

Yes that

....

He didn't know what to say ...but from the face that Rappa had he could tell it was damn serious

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You three were in the "living" room. There the silent was the ruler until you start.

Soo mister boothill...we know eachother for almost 5 years right?

Yeah!

...and you must have noticed some weird things about me

....

Yeah i guess?

Well...I and Rappa have something to tell you.. something very important.... It's that I-

There was a crash. Not a very bad...but you look behind and oh ! There are three people!

Who looks like boothill knows

OH BROTHER! HOW YU DOING?!

Huh? You and Rappa looked at each other. None of you knew who those people were...but it seems like boothill trust them. So why not to trust them too?

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Well you learn that they were from the Astra express!

Ms. Yang, Den Hang , And last was March 7 ...... Yea you don't know who in the galaxy names there child like that buuuut who are you to judge? I mean in your home planet you named all the streets after your favourite food, snacks and characters from you favourite childhood series and books

The day went on until it was their time to leave saying that the apologies for taking down the wrong wall.... Well tey were after a silly little wallet thief... and they fall ito the wall ....

Yeah they didn't say much

But the point is that you didn't had a chance to tell boothill what you wanted.

Now you were at your balcony when you hear some footsteps you think it's Rappa since it's a habit of her to follow you. Hehe you still remember the day you take her under you wig. She was so small and weak. A little miracle to protect. And now? A young adult with the power to not only protect herself but also others.

You were soo much proud. Like a mother to their child. And boothill had taje notice of the relationship between you too. As you expect her to talk you were taken by suprise

Hey...

Oh?!

You turn around and meet him

Eemm.. Rappa say you wanted to tell me what you didn't say earlier...sooo mind if i join yu?

Oh! No of course not boothill! Your always welcome!....

....

...

-well this is awkward if you're going to just stand there! Why don't you join me here the view of the night sky is quite...

You look up to the shy

Nostalgic i could say..

..it is!!!HA!..

He walked beside you

sooo what do you wanted to tell me ma'am?

Remember the day that we met?

Yes ma'am

Do you remember my face when you tell me why you're not a human anymore?

OF COURSE! You were sooo mad.

Well you see...ee. Well you know that I am more than you a Galaxy ranger...i have seen rappa growing and then you come to our lifes... just a random day.

Yea

You would also notice that i haven't age?

Yea?

You probably think because we are from different galaxys i age different.

....Yea?

Well i.. the truth is that i and rappa have been keeping a secret from you since you joined us ... And that secret is a very important detail about me...

Ohh? And what is that?

The fact that ..i am not a ... human anymore too

???

He looked like you say the most stupid thing in the whole galaxy

You look human to me

.......

You take a deep breath and start talking fast

I died 10 years ago in one of my missions but using one of my skills i get to turn my spirit to stay together and to not disappear in the air and to not let Rappa alone in this world...

...

...soo i am ... A ghost you can say but..

You looked at him

But i prefer spirit.

I get it now... Now all started to make sense. The fact when we first met ya were mad at me for giving up my human body. I didn't understand why... But now I do know... I know... And i do not complain about the fact you hide it...

.... really?

Yes... and i thought i would be alone in this livespan ....

He put his hand on your cheek and you fell into it

But now i know that is not going to come true...

He learn closer and put his lips in yours.

I know i am not alone

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Hello i hope you enjoyed this is my first time doing something like this so let me know you opinion in the comments

#honkai star rail #hsr #angst #boothill #boothill angst #boothill hsr #boothill x reader #hsr boothill x reader

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alittlelela-blog · 5 months ago

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Hello!!! Ok first I wanna say I’m IN LOVE with your writing like omg 😭 I also didn’t see any requesting rules on your page so if this isn’t in your boundaries feel free to ignore!!

I was thinking abt a fic withJoseph punishing a fem/gen neutral reader after they/she rescued a survivor while they/she were going against him in a match? Idk something about has just been plaguing my mind omg 😭

Thank you sm <3 hehe. I’m pretty good with most things, so I don’t mind being asked. I’ll probably post something like my boundaries for witting later??

And of COURSE I will write this 🤭🤭🤭 sounds just like Joseph tbh! Here you go 🤩

My apologies, your majesty. (Joseph x gn!reader)

Warnings: Slapping, that’s it LMAO

It was the middle of a match in Leo’s Memory when you noticed one of your teammates had been chaired. You knew the hunter was Joseph by the cameras you found around the map. He was the only hunter who had cameras. You had talked with him before about what you would do in matches together since you both had taken a liking to each other. He demanded you stay away when he chaired someone.. but your teammate was currently crying for help. You couldn’t let your teammate suffer alone and none of your other teammates were bothering to help them. You decided to leave the cipher you were at and run towards them.

You approached carefully, making sure Joseph wouldn’t see you. He was facing the other way while playing with his rapier. It took a second, but you were able to get to the chair quietly. However, you felt Joseph whack you aside the head almost immediately. You cried out in pain from the impact. You turned towards him and saw a look of betrayal and hurt on his face. You instantly realized your mistake and started to sob.

“I-I’m sorry Joseph!” You cried out apologetically. You held your hands to your head as you were now terror shocked. Joseph looked at you with worry and sadness.

“What did I tell you?” Joseph questioned with hurt laced in his tone. He reached over to grab you by your arm. He then lead you over to a secluded area of the map where he draped you over a crate, completely ignoring your teammate that was still chaired.

“I-I’m sorry.. I wanted to save them.. th-they were crying for help…” You tried to explain in between sobs. You heard Joseph put his rapier away and sigh.

“This is why I told you not to save them. I hurt you because I didn’t know it was you.” He retorted with a sigh. He reached over to brush your hair out of your face.

“I’m so sorry.. I went against your word.. I’ll take any punishment you give me..” You offered as you began to tug on his shirt.

“I had already planned on punishing you.” He draped you over the crate again. Almost immediately he landed a slap against your ass. You squeaked in surprise.

“I-I thought you didn’t want to hurt me..” You muttered out. Joseph landed another slap against your ass. Another squeak left your lips.

“With my rapier. It’s highly dangerous if I hit you with that. You’re lucky I hit you with the back of it.” He retorted with a grunt. He landed another slap to your ass. You clenched your fists at the pain.

“That’s.. fair. A-Are you gonna keep slapping me?” You questioned while turning your head to look back at him. He immediately hit your ass two times in a row. You whined at the pain of the slap. “I guess that’s a yes..” You muttered out with a soft whine.

“Do you think you’ve learned your lesson now?” Joseph questioned as he roughly squeezed one of your asscheeks. You whined from the pain of his nails digging into your asscheek.

“Yes! Definitely! So sorry, Joseph… it won’t happen again.” You pleaded desperately while squirming on the crate. Joseph rolled his eyes at your squirming and placed another hard slap to your ass again. You yelped out in pain.

“Alright.” He said with a sigh. He then gently rubbed your asscheeks with his hand to help ease your pain. “I’ll trust you, for now. Don’t get in the way again, do you understand?” Joseph declared while staring down at you. You slowly slipped down onto the floor and looked up at him with a deep blush on your cheeks. You nodded your head as your eyes were full with tears. “Don’t cry now, dear. I forgive you.” He reassured as he crouched down to pull you into a hug. You gently hugged him back and rubbed your face against his neck.

“I won’t do it again.. I love you, Joseph, and I don’t want to upset you.” You reassured in a soft tone.

“Love you too, dear.” Joseph smiled softly and gently rubbed your back in a soothing manner. Neither of you seemed to care at this moment about the game you were currently in. The sound of the sirens going off didn’t cause either of you to flinch. Your focus remained on each other.

You pulled away from the hug to then press a gentle kiss to Joseph’s lips. He kissed you back almost instantly. You stayed with your lips together for a moment before pulling back to look into each other’s eyes.

“Trying to distract me from the game with a kiss?” Joseph questioned playfully with a soft smirk on his face. Your face went red at his accusation.

“N-no, no! I just wanted to remind you how much I loved you..” You defended shyly while shaking your head and waving your hands at him. You became slightly flustered and averted your gaze from him. He chuckled at your reaction and gently caressed your cheek. You felt your cheeks redden more at the feeling of his hand on them.

“I’m teasing, my love.” Joseph reassure while pulling you closer to him. He smiled wide at you, feeling the spark between you two. “Aren’t you going to go with your teammates?” He questioned while playing with your hair between his fingers.

“Well… I was thinking..” You fiddled with your fingers while looking down at the ground. “That I would be nice enough to surrender to you.” You spoke shyly. Joseph widened his eyes.

“Really? My dear, you don’t have to do such a thing..” He reassured while gently caressing your cheek again. You looked up into his eyes as you spoke again.

“I-It’s only fair.. although you punished me.. I feel like it is the right thing to do..” You explained with a soft blush. “Plus, it means we both get a tie.. so we both win.” You reason with a confident expression. Joseph carefully listened to your reasoning and sighed.

“Alright. I’ll let you do it this time.” He agreed while gently poking your nose. You giggled softly at his gesture. You then took a step away from him and bowed.

“I hereby surrender to you, your majesty.” You said with a big smile, obviously putting on a show. Joseph chuckled as he watched you.

“I guess that means I’ll take you to my room.” He declared while walking towards you. You stood up straight and started to giggle at his proposal until he suddenly picked you up by your waist to throw you over his shoulder. You squeaked in surprise.

“Joseph! Put me down!~” You giggled as you began to writhe around in his hold. He kept you steady as he began walking to the gate.

“Hush now dear, or I’ll give you some more spankings.” He declared with a smirk. You didn’t listen and continued to squirm. He stayed true to his word and landed a slap against your ass. You immediately laid still.

“Alright.. just don’t drop me!” You declared at him. He merely chuckled.

“I promise, my dear. You’re safe with me.”

#idv #identity v #identity v x reader #idv photographer #idv joseph

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crabonfire · 1 year ago

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TSSM DOC OCK WITH TALL (average) S/O WHO USES HEIGHT ADVANTAGE TO FLUSTER!!

Pre and post octofication? If possible?

I wanted to request but didn’t get the confidence until you started demanding TSSM requests :)

Hope this is ok!

OH LETS FUCKING GOOOO TSSM REQUEST BABEYYY

Taller!S/O flustering TSSM Doc Ock!

character: pre and post accident TSSM Otto Octavius

note: babe don’t be nervous!! I’ve been into spider-man and tssm related shit for years now, I just never thought anybody would be interested in my work. I’d love more tssm requests!! It’s my main interest now anyways :)

anyway, request away!!! hehe :)

ALSO I love pre accident otto he’s so cute :(

last note, I wanted to add some uh, tiny, tiny TINY bits of lore between the two of you in the pre octofication, just to make it more interesting :D!

warnings: none, fluff :)

♡Otto Octavius♡

- He was always a pretty insecure man in terms of how he’d look, (and his personality too aw man) he always saw his body as something he wasn’t proud of. People under minded him for it, especially at work. Which is why he was surprised to find out you really liked him. When you had asked him out he asked multiple times with a red face, “Y-You’re joking!” or “Did someone put you up to this?”

But when you smiled at him so genuinely, shaking your head no and telling him you liked him…he felt like he was going to burst.

- When you two started dating, he found it a bit hard to make eye contact for very long. For he found that he’d get lost in your eyes, mesmerized by you completely. He was a shy man, and he never spoke his mind much when it came to how you made him feel. He was always quite flustered with you.

When you realized this, you started to use it to your advantage.

- On one occasion, he was in his office, typing away and sorting through files on his latest project. After hours of working he had finally stepped out to get a drink from the kitchen. You decided to try and stall him a little, maybe convince him to take a break. You had him backed up to a wall, hand resting beside his head, as you leaned down to his face. His cheeks are as red as tomatoes, looking at you mouth agape and eyes widened. You can’t help the smirk that forms on your face, eyes gazing at him intensely.

“Otto.”

“Y-Yes?”

You tilted your head a bit, blinking, still staring at him. The tension is killing him, your so close he can feel you breathing.

“Take a break hon, you’ve been cooped up in that desk for so long…”

He huffed, looking awkwardly at the floor. “Oh, I mustn’t…it’s I-important I finish this..” you took your hand, taking his chin to face you again. You frowned slightly, “But I miss you. Just one break, please?” He blinks, his lips quivering trying to find the voice to deny you. He swallows, “W-Well…I guess one break w-wouldn’t hurt.” He mutters. You smile at him, leaning in to kiss him, which he immediately returns. When you pull back you can see the slightly disappointed look on his face. You quickly step back with a whole different mood, grinning at him. “Great! Come sit with me, I was watching a movie.” You walk over to the couch, leaving him speechless as his heart doesn’t stop its pounding.

He’s flustered, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he stands there wondering what the fuck just happened to him.

- He found himself in this situation many times, pinned to a wall or how your head rested on-top of his with arms wrapped around him, engulfing him in a hug.

And every single time he couldn’t help the red that’d seep to his cheeks, the racing of his heart and and the wanting to drop everything he was doing to look up at you all day.

Oh yeah, he has to look up when he talks to you. It’s adorable 😭

♡Doctor Octopus♡

- No longer has he have to suffer the neck pain of looking up at you, because now… HE HAS HIS OCTOPUS ARMS!!

- But on the rare occasion where he’s just standing like a normal guy, you always take your chance to try and fluster you like you did before. This time, he’s not so shy about his feelings.

- You’d have him pinned against a wall just like before, it was difficult to get into this position but you did.

“Hey doc.”

He smirks, “What’s this, Y/N?”

You mirror his smirk, “What ever do you mean, Doc? I’m just, having a conversation with you.”

He chuckles, shaking his head and looking up at you with tinted cheeks. “I see. My apologies, I just never considered being pinned to a wall was a way to talk to somebody.”

“Oh, so this your first time?” You snickered at your own dumb joke, he found that cute.

“No, I’m very well experienced actually.”

You laughed. You rested your other hand to the other side of his head, trapping him in as you leaned down to kiss him. He kissed you back, passionately and slow. One of his hands had cupped your cheek, the other firm against your chest as his receptors pulled you in. He felt himself melt whenever he’d kiss you, even with his newfound confidence he still never got rid of that sweet ache in his chest. When you pulled back, before you could say anything, he flipped you over.

Now you were the one pinned to he wall, his receptors lifted him slightly to be eye level with you, a hand over your head as he leaned while the other had held your chin pinched between his pointer index and his thumb. He had an obnoxious smile on his face when he saw how your face reddened, eyes wide in surprise. He chuckled, whispering in a low tone;

“What about you Y/N, is this yours?”

♡♡♡

spot the harness your hopes refrence and I'll give u a cookie :)♡

HOPE U ENJOYEDDD request more tssm shit I love them

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freestyle-crocodile-trashpile · 2 years ago

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Request:Heye hey, i just dropped once i saw your works nd i had an idea 🤣 can we have Y/n in a bar drinking with all the Cod Men, he got drunk and went wild so he danced and he went up the stage to the pole nd showed hia

z frisky moves for all of the Cod Men to see and react to. 🤣 (Idk y but i just want them all to see how fun and wild y/n gets with tht liquid courage on him 🤣🤣 ) Have a great day and thank you.

[A/n:I find this hilarious honestly, sounds like something I'd do. Thank you for requesting]

Summary: You got alittle too drunk causing you to join thr strippers on the pole

Type:Scenario: 141 + Los Vaqueros + other characters X M!Reader, abit of Alejandro X Rodolfo

Version:Mw2

It started off normal, everyone decided to go to the bar. Like usual. Price had gotten Ghost and Gaz to ask around, Soap was one of the first people asked, then you, then König and so on. Zimo and Horangi came, saying their coming for König's "emotional support" just in case. And Horangi usually says that when he is invited somewhere were König was going also. Kleo had denied going to the bar, she was busy with Roze. But Luna was happy to go, along with Gus and Hutch, It'd be nice for those two to catch up. Of course Alejandro and Rodolfo joined and everyone else kinda stayed back doing there own things. You where in a car with Alejandro, Rodolfo, Luna, and Hutch. Luna was in the middle. Between you and Hutch, Rodolfo driving, and Alejandro in the passenger seat.

"So, you guys exited?"

Luna asked, abit nervous, but that was reasonable she was kinda squished between two large men, some say it's a dream.

"Yeah, it's gonna be nice catching up with Gus(I know they have no cannon interaction but for the sake of the story their friends)"

Hutch said, quite pleased he gets to actually talk with Gus again, and not talking about work.

"Ah, I've heard about Gus, and yeah, I guess I'm also exited. Rudy?"

Alejandro looked over at Rodolfo, who smiled at him, he smiled wide. He always looked happy when he looked at Alejandro

"Of course Ale, your gonna be there"

Alejandro looked abit surprised, before quickly looking away, probably embarrassed with the way Rodolfo looked at him, he looked so happy and if you looked close enough you could see hearts in his eyes. Chuckling softly you looked at Luna.

"Actually I'm abit nervous"

You scratched your head nervously, it didn't itch but it was a habit. Luna tilted her head slightly, confused.

"How come?"

You blushed, thinking about all the times you've gotten drunk.

"Ah, I've been told I'm quite...ha let's just same... party animal"

She laughed at your response. Gently patting your knee she nodded her head. You guys where the first ones there, finding a booth for everyone one to sit at, you kinda doubted it would hold all of you. The bartender had came up and asked you guys about drinks, Rodolfo asked for a non alcoholic drink, due to him being the one driving. You ordered some food for the the table, you've been starving all day. When everyone else got there, they all surprisingly fit, just barely. König, Zimo, and Horangi all sat next to each other, since they also came here together. Gus had swapped places with Soap so he could sit next next Hutch, and Soap next to Ghost. Price sat next to gaz, Alejandro and Rodolfo sat next to Hutch and Gus, them two between price and Hutch. With you and Luna between Gaz and König. You weren't paying attention, all your attention was focused on the mozzarella sticks infront of you, along with cheese ragoons, it was a weird combination but you didn't care. Everyone was talking in one big conversation. Laughing about things, talking about recent mission, Soap and Gaz telling everyone how badass they were in their mission together. Eventually it turned to drunk blabbering, besides Rodolfo, Price, and König. You and Soap where face down facing eachother yelling nonsense to one another, making the other laugh.

"YoOu shoould gO dannccee, hehe~"

Soap said, voice abit wonky due to his facing being flat on the table.

"Onnly if you CoomE wiith Mee~"

Your voice was also kinda disoriented due to being face down on the table.Soap sat up nodding his head. Standing up he pushed through the people on his side of the table, you did the same thing. When you can Soap got out of the booth you looked at eachother with wide smiling, before running off. Finding the stage and and Soap stumbled abit but besides that you too walked quite well.

"HeY! MISS!"

You yelled out to one of the dancers. Sliding over she leanding down making sure to get her chest in full display.

"How can I help you boys?"

She asked with a seductive low voice, kinda like a siren.

"Can we dance with You"

Soap asked. Hoping in his drunk mind she'll say yes.

"Of course"

She helped you to up, and Price was horrified. Having watched you two of course to make sure you were safe, and definitely didn't expect you guys to get on the stage. Soap was about to mindless dance but you grabbed his arm and explained something to him.

"Well boys~, the floor is yours"

One of the dancers said, you nodded with some new found drunk confidence. Telling Soap a "fun" dance, you two started. Most of your guys booth were watching, most of them where yelling compliments at you and Soap, Price and König where horrified while Rodolfo found this hilarious he decided to record it just for fun. You and Soap ended up doing a last dance, that involed some, touchy! Moments I should say. Causing the ones at the table who where sober enough to comprehend it shocked. After a moment the dance ended with a kiss, making everyone who wad watching clap. You drunkenly giggled and pulled Soap off the stage, him now being hazy from that kiss. Price almost said fuck it and got the heaviest drink there was.

[A/n:I don't know how to write a drunk person, so if that's not how a drunk person talks that's why. I hope you enjoyed]

#cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #cod x male reader #call of duty mw2 #mw2 x male reader #mw2 x reader #mw2 fanfic #cod mw2 x male reader #cod mw2 x reader

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giggly-squiggily · 1 year ago

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Mental Image (Big Windup)

Heyo! Guess who has more Big Windup content to share? This girl! I love the characters so much y'all, and Abe has been sitting there waiting for me to write him as a lee- so here we are! I hope you like it! :D

I'm tagging you in this @intheticklecloset cause I know how much you love these boys :D Take that, hehe >:D

CW: Swearing

Cloud 9 (Taglist):

@cupcake-spice13

Summary: Mihashi's struggling to figure out this whole smiling thing, so Abe and Tajima try to help him out- sorta.

“When you get up on that pitcher mound, wear a big smile!”

Mihashi tried. He practiced in the mirror when no one was looking. He pulled on his cheeks. He tried to mold the wobbly cringe that was his mouth into what he hoped would come off as a confident smile.

Nothing. He looked terrified. Well- at least what he saw reflected what he felt.

“This isn’t working…” He groaned to himself, tucked away in the dugout’s corner after another failed attempt to smile. He thought he was doing well until Tajima told him he looked like a guilty criminal trying to lie his way out of a murder.

From terrified to guilty- and now even murderous. This smiling thing was difficult.

Footsteps approached, followed by a weight flopping beside him on the bench. “Ugh, my legs are gonna be sore for days.” Abe groaned as he tugged off his gear. “How about you? Are you holding up alright, Mihashi?”

“Eh? Erm, y-yeah, I’m fine…” The pitcher ducked further into his arms, ears red. How could he face Abe after such a disastrous attempt to follow his advice?

“Hm…” The catcher raised a brow at him, suspicious. “Mihashi, are you still hung up on what Tajima said?”

Silence.

“Do you want me to go talk to him?”

“N-no! No, please…it’s okay.” Mihashi startled up in a panic, rapidly shaking his head.

“Then what’s eating at you?”

Mihashi chewed on his lip, forcing the words to come out. “I…I’m trying to do as you said. Wear a b-big smile when I go to the pitch…but it won’t come out right.” He ducked lower in his arms, ears burning. “I’m sorry, I can’t seem to d-do it..”

Abe blinked. Then he reached out and poked Mihashi in the armpit.

“That’s it? Man, and here I thought it was something else.” He shook his head with a grin as the other boy spasmed, giggles bubbling over. “Look, I know I told you to do that, but you don’t have to follow everything I say. I’m your teammate, not your master.”

“I know that! I just…want to.” Mihashi shrunk some, rubbing his side. “It’s good advice, I think-know!” He looked up wide-eyed at Abe’s amused smile. “I-I want to smile on the mound!”

“Heh, fair enough. Well, forcing it isn’t gonna work. We’ve figured that out already.” The catcher leaned back in his seat, gracefully ignoring the burning blush Mihashi wore at the comment. “What you need is a mental image. Something you can think of that makes you smile naturally. So,” Abe raised a brow at him expectedly. “What’s something that makes you happy?”

“Oh-uh…I don’t really know? Um…pitching?”

“How about something unrelated. Family? Friends?”

“Erm…”

“Pets? Random dog videos?”

Mihashi tried, racking his brain for ideas. Alas, nothing came to mind, too racked with performance anxiety.

“This might be a problem.” Abe sighed just as Tajima bounced over, dirty and gleeful.

“What is? Is Mihashi trying to smile again?” The cleanup batter giggled at the memory, turning to the mentioned boy with shining eyes. “I won’t laugh this time- give it another go!”

“Tajima, not now- we’re in the middle of something.” Abe waved him off, but the other was already getting comfortable, tossing off his helmet and stretching his arms high. “Go do that somewhere else- you stink!”

“Look who’s talking, Mr. Spring clean!” The smaller boy reached out, poking Abe in the gut. “Don’t act like you smell like roses and sunshine just because you stayed squatting all morning! We all stink here- right Mihashi?”

“Uh-”

“Right! See, he agrees!” Tajima was still poking, increasing the amount of fingers when Abe started to squirm, lips trembling. “Come on- say it with me! We stink!”

“Tahhahajimahaha, nohhohoho! Gohohoho awahahahy!” The catcher batted at his hands, giggle breaking up his words. He tried his best to double over and block him out, but that only seemed to encourage Tajima to go for the ribs. “Nohohoho, not theehhere!”

“Aww, is someone a teensy weensy bit ticklish? Is he?” Tajima cooed, bringing his other hand into play as he tapped along his ribs. “Say you stink to and I’ll stop~”

“Nehehehehehver!”

Mihashi sat in awe, eyes wide and mouth agape at the sight. He had no idea Abe was ticklish- let alone THIS ticklish! He thought he was bad…

“Mihashi! Watch this!” Tajima winked before closing the gap, squatting down so he could tuck himself into Abe’s defenses. Within minutes, his hands were on his sides, going straight for the lower ribs.

“TAHAHAHJIMAHAHAHHAHA!” Abe arched backwards with a squeal, loud and high pitched. He jerked back so harshly his hat flew off his head, revealing his smiling face to the pair. Mihashi forgot how to breathe, absolutely mesmerized by the sight. “STHAHAHAHHAP THAHHAHAHAHT- NOT THEHEHEHHERE!”

“Do you still think you smell good? Huh, do you?” Tajima cooed, burying his face into Abe’s belly for extra tickles. “You know what to saaaay~”

“AHEHAHHAHAHAH FUHUHUUUHUUHUCK! GEHHAHHAHHAHAHA! FIHIIHIHNE FIHIHIHIIHNE!” Abe cried, rapidly slapping at Tajima’s shoulder. “FIHIIHINE WE AHAHHAHAHALL STHIHIIHIHIHINK!”

“See? Now was that hard?” Tajima sat back, grinning like a goon as Abe slumped, arms hugging his trembling frame as he gasped for air. “And that, boys, is how we get Abe to agree to just about anything.” Standing up, he ruffled Mihashi’s hair as he passed, Coach Maria calling out to him for another drill. “Bye guys!”

“Ahahahsshole…” Abe groaned, lying flat against the bench as he reached for his discarded hat, pulling it over his flushed face. “Fohohor the record..I ohohonly said that so he’d stohohop…I dohohn’t stink, right?” When no response came, he moved his hat with a raised brow.“Oi, are you even listening?”

“Huh? O-Oh, yeah, I am.” Mihashi nodded. “We smell bad, I got that.”

“What, no I said I don’t stink!”

“Eeh, sorry-!”

“Boys, come on! Time for drills!” Saved by Coach Maria it seemed.

Abe made a noise of complaint as he got up, pulling his gear back on. “Ah man, we never did figure out what makes you happy, did we?”

“It’s okay. I actually think I have it now.” Mihashi nodded, pulling his hat low as he turned to the field. Abe missed the slow smile spreading over his lips as he replayed the scene of Abe smiling again and again in his head, burning it into his memory.

Maybe this smiling thing wasn’t so hard after all.

Thanks for reading!

#big windup #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #mihashi ren #abe takaya #tajima yuuichirou #tickles for the boy #he deserves them all #akljrejkarjekjrajkrjkae #I love them your honor #this show has got me in a choke hold and I'm okay with that kajejrkakjerjka

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laxibbeb · 29 days ago

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Our favorite Elain stan 🌷🦌☀️ !!

1. Why is Elain one of your favorite characters?

2. Is there a specific scene that made you like her?

3. What theories/headcanons do you have for Elain?

4. Feel free to share anything else about Elain that the questions didn’t cover!

GASP, i get to talk about ellie? is it my birthday?? 🐿️🐿️

Why is Elain one of your favorite characters?

i loved elain since the first scene she's ever appeared in, when feyre comes in the cottage grimy, tired and angry and elain goes "ohmygosh hi!!! where did you get that?" second character we meet in the series and i was like HO HO, this is going to be GREAT ---

i'll always love a character that's casually mean, in a self-righteous way and we saw more of it in acosf! which makes me so excited for future elain

actually, i don't know how fluent everyone is in elain lore but she gets meaner as the books progress lol

also, she's very judgemental (even though we like to pretend she isn't) and god i love that about her 🤣

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she's so good with people, so composed in the face of most insane bullshit, I WISH i had the amount of self control she does i also love that she Gets Shit Done.

Oh you need the house empty by 12 pm? NO PROBLEM, it's going to be done at 11:45, with cooked lunch.

Oh i'm sorry, you want to kill my sister and her not-quite-boyfriend? Do reschedule to a further date.

Oh nobody wants to scry for dangerous artifacts? Guess i'm dusting off my powers 😒

She's ALWAYS come in clutch when everything else had failed and fell apart More so, she's always been willing to look past her own prejudices to help others (unfair that nobody has done that for her, huh?) (i realize that gets shit done is simply not something anybody had said about elain ever, and this is a greatly polemized matter, but)

there's a certain dichotomy in her being a kind person with a mean disposition and i find contradictions like that really fun in characters (in this essay...)

elain is a character that's full of that (which, again, is my favourite thing ever) she's judgemental BUT she looks past prejudices to help others she's a kind and genuinely caring person BUT quite often she's also mean and even selfish at times (even though personally she believes that she's being kind and helpful)

(SHE CONTAINS MULTITUDES AND I LOVE HER 🩷🩷) people will often choose to see one set of those ultimates that's why they either hate her or really love her 😌(acotar characters are guilty of this hehe)

also i have a huge soft spot for underestimated characters AND for overhated women, so ---

Is there a specific scene that made you like her?

i've kinda said it already at the beginning but i'll gladly provide more scenes:

elain needs a new cloak and lets out an ungodly whine about it, that endears her to nobody, except me

elain says "i'm not wearing those ugly pants", as i too would die for fashion

elain, giving one singular fuck, asks amren intrusive questions as everyone around her pities her (and holds the conversation very gracefully despite it, i would not like to have been in her place)

elain is a lying liar who lies about being fine

elain is so incredibly cool that the actual divine artifact from the fae religion fell in love with her and gave her amazing powers

elain laughs after being insulted by nesta (i think this one in particular is great at showing what elain wants from her family)

elain makes everyone feel bad about not waiting for her before they start eating, which is a mistake they immediately rectify

elain says it will not, in fact, take more than that to kill cassian

elain "waves a hand in dismissal" after being commanded by rhysand (that's my favourite)

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What theories/headcanons do you have for Elain?

i hope for her sake and my fun that she gets into the most insane shit you could ever possibly imagine and has to dig herself out of it on her own

i also hope she makes someone cry

(we already saw her assert herself in her own existence in acosf and it was glorious, now i am very excited for her to take initiative about her future and to see what she does with it)

these aren't theories, really but still

ooh, another one is i really want to know what rhys actually thinks about her, because he had some great lines about her in acosf (let them be besties, please 🥺)

headcanon! she sorts her wardrobe in rainbow order

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Feel free to share anything else about Elain that the questions didn’t cover!

she'd look great in blonde <3

#tdlr: i love women because i'm a lesbian #elain archeron #i'm sorry i did not mean to give you an essay outline #i could say more but if i don't control myself i'll hit the word limit #i'm apprehensive to post this because i feel like some of these are hot takes lmao #anyway BYE I'M NEVER SAYING ANYTHING SERIOUS AGAIN #and now we're going to pretend laxi doesn't have every single elain scene highlighted on her e-reader

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smilingangel582 · 1 year ago

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Heywood my friend found my tickle blog... hehe and she wanted me to write one for kuroko no basket.

I'm guessing I forgot there's another good anime I could totally go all out. Neeehehehe

Anyway, enjoy this fic... takes place after the whole series and his birthday episode.

Warning spoilers alert!!

Phantom tickles~

The generation of miracles decided to hang out again after Kuroko's birthday. Akashi Seichiro has an appointment so he was absent, then Midorima Shintaro rambled about the unlucky cancer situation from fate and also the fact he saw multiple black cats and cawing crows.

Only Murasakibara Atsushi (who claimed to have been, by chance, in Tokyo), Aomime Daiki, Kise Ryota, and Kuroko Tetsuya both huddled in a group discussing nothing but basketball. Many admired the amazing passes of Kuroko, and unsuccessfully, Kise would fumble the ball with that insane speed.

"Ne Kurokochi! (-ichi is a nickname he adds to the people he respects), you really don't look it but your cool"

Kuroko stared blankly but politely bowed. "Am I, thank you"

Aomine chuckled proudly, now spinning the ball. "I know, the kid is nothing like us"

"Like us you, you mean Kurokochin (this guy uses -chin to their names, no idea if its for affection or not) is small," Murasakibara murmured with his drawing voice as he scored after Aomine.

"Oi, have a bit of sensitivity" Kise snapped as he leaned on Kuroko but was startled to see he was gone from the original position and ended up stumbling down on his fours.

"Kukokochi?? Where did you...?"

"I'm here"

The faint sound almost made Aomine shriek as it came from his other side, and Kise seemed to have forgotten his plight as he burst into laughter. "Ahaha hahaha jeez, you scream like a girl Aominechchi"

The invisibility trick was something he purposely intended to use against his friends. He bit back a giggle escaping from his lips.

Seeing this, Kise and Aomine's temporary playful dispute shifted to mischievous grins of joining forces. The time they agree on something is the time one must be wary of these tricksters.

Murasakibara, on the other hand, was difficult to form an alliance in basketball but was fun and cool to be with at other times. Seeing the interesting looks, he felt like joining them as well, dropping the ball back to the hoop with, the ball definitely felt rejection at that moment.

"Oya~ Kise, do you hear a giggle just now?" Aomine started with a playful purr in his voice. This tone startled Kuroko as he knew he was in trouble.

Kise played along "Ahh right? I thought I heard something too, but what's this... a ghost is standing beside us. Did you see that Murasakibarachchi?"

Kurko sensed the tall purple haired guy motioning with a nod. They all had their eyes on him, though they spoke as if he wasn't there. Kuroko, being oblivious to the threat, remained silent but kept his smile gently stretched at their taunting.

"I feel someone standing here"

Kuroko didn't see it coming. Aomine was just next to him, but as if he was using misdirection against him, he was behind him and two prods reached his sides.

He squeaked in shock, now covering his sides with wide puppy blue eyes. Kise snickered before playing his role, too. "Aominechi? Did you sqeak?"

They were good actors, that's what Kuroko could think before feeling repetitive pokes to his ribs by the blond he squirmed away with more giggles now speaking at last "Alrihight that's enohough Kise-kun"

Pretending to raise his voice in shock both the guys moved into to torment his sides mercilessly "There's a giggling little ghost right next to us... the phantom!"

Murasakibara didn't tease but watched temptingly as he waited for his turn. Yet he was more swift than Kuroko had anticipated. The guy was behind him and blocked his routes of escapism, then he consecutively wiggled his finger at his ear and neck making more giggles spill from the smaller guy.

"Guhuhuys... thihihis nohohot fahahahair!"

"Oh, the tiny ghost speaknof injustice?" Aomine chuckled, entirely motivated to wreck his left side and ribs."Who was it that used his lack of presence unfairly?"

"SOhohoorry? I cohohouldnt hehehelp it" his adorably leaned back on the squishy large Murasakibara who couldn't help feating on his laughter. He could handle Kuroko's sweet laughter over sweets for sure.

"Aww, that's cute," Kise grinned before wiggling his fingers teasingly, "But for ghosts like you phantom tickles are a remedy"

His laughter increased in volume and he slide on the court curling against the big buy Murasakibara who stopped his assault mercifully. The two monsters that should never joined forces ended destroying Kuroko.

"AHAHAHA PLEHEHEHASE! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!"

His stomach was specifically weak, Aomine looked like villain as he did the opposite. Kise seemed more motivated to get Kuroko. They haven't even realised how time flew as they decides to release his torment.

His teary blue eyes and flushed face made them want to ruffle his hair.

"Testu, you OK?" The dark blue haired guy asked when he gave a mild poke to make him move, but he flinched with a giggle."Mehehean... but I ahaham"

"Your lack of presence is to blame" kise fist bumped his shoulder and noticed Kuroko giving a bright smile "Yeah, but..."

Looking up at the crimson twilight drawing in, he said, "Let's do this again with Akashi-kun and Midorima-kun"

Kise playfully glared "You mean tickle you to bits?"

Blushing, he crawled away before another attack to could commence "No I mean hanging out"

Aomine pulled him under his arm which Kuroko almost tried to escaping, worried about beign tickled but now following his eyes, even the tall guy was staring at the sky with him, "Of course, idiot"

Murasakibara wordlessly joined their huddle and Kise jumped in only to which Aomine reacted by pushing his face ans arguing.

The shove and push continued along with Kuroko's genuine laughter as he watched them only to see Murasakibara worsening the situation by complaining of his undying hunger.

The phantom sixth man was glad to relive his middle school time again.

#tickle fic #cute #kuroko tetsuya #kuroko no basket #aomine daiki #kise ryouta #murasakibara atsushi #lee!kuroko #ler!kise #ler!aomine #ler!murasakibara

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