#i was spending a lot of days just laying in bed with no motivation

[ilovealeclightwood]

i've been thinking about how much april 6th was very much a turning point in my life this year.

it's kinda almost poetic, i got my new job and my ex boyfriend broke up with me on the same day, so like one thing ending and one thing starting.

and since then, i've consistently had a full time job that i enjoy, i've had the energy to start cleaning my room and washing my sheets and vacuuming and just doing common upkeep way more often, i have a boyfriend who i'm actually attracted to and absolutely adore, my ED has been doing a lot better, i got back on testosterone and have consistently been taking my meds, haven't had a self harm relapse, even my relationship with my mom has improved very significantly

just like. at the time it was a very good/bad day, but now it's definitely the best thing that's happened to me this year bc damn i'm doing so much better than this time last year

[mydarlingclaudia]

I could be mom (unless you want to be dad)

note : divider is from @/grlselle. handful of paragraphs before smut sowwy. I also just wrote this spur of the moment because I finally had a bit of motivation and this is the winner of that poll I did last week and I was bored so the smut isn't that long and I'm remembering that I never really knew how to write smut soooo. mdni

wc : 1.4k

tags : @lottiies @luvrgreyy

desc : whiny husband. smut!! - unprotected p in v, riding. established relationship, little bit of fingers in mouth whoopsie, you've got a daughter, fem!reader, vendetta!Leon, not proofread

You unbuckle your daughter’s seatbelt and pick her up out of her booster seat, housing her up onto your hip while you straighten your purse on your shoulder and walk to the front door. Leon’s motorcycle is propped up on its kickstand in the driveway, you didn’t know he was supposed to be back yet. He told you he’d be getting home late, but you got home later than him, apparently. At least your daughter wouldn’t jump up on him now that you’re home, she’s out cold, he’s probably drunk or asleep.

New York had been hard on him. You were upset enough when he told you he was going to Colorado for a week three days beforehand, but having him come home and tell you he didn’t even get to relax as much as he wished because he got pulled into work just made you annoyed. You loved your husband, truly, but he could piss you off like no one else. You know his work is messy, you know he can’t be around all the time, you know he’d rather ease his problems by drinking rather than opening up to you. And you know he's trying to protect you and your daughter, you just can't really help but want something normal.

Maybe you had to work on actually planning things with him, though. Dinner was often between five and nine p.m., you and Leon haven’t been on a date night in like, what, a year now? You know it’s not about him not being attracted to you, your schedules are just so busy that there hasn’t really been enough time for the two of you to go out on a dinner date or something like that.

The house is dark when you step inside, you don’t smell any alcohol, either. You kick off your shoes and take your daughters off as well before you put your keys into the tiny bowl on the kitchen counter, you’re not going to bother to change your daughter into her pajamas, she’s already in shorts and a shirt, that’s good enough and you’re tired, anyway.

Her room is always messy, you’re lucky you don’t trip over any toys even when you turn on the light. You spend maybe ten seconds tucking her in and kissing her cheek before you shut off her light and head to your bedroom, Leon’s asleep on the bed, he doesn’t even smell like beer, which is a good thing.

Leon always looks more peaceful when he’s sleeping, you wish you had offered for him to come over to your friend’s house with you and your daughter tonight, maybe letting him rest was good, though. So you change into pajamas and lay next to Leon, who instantly stirs.

“Hm…?” Leon murmurs when you wrap your arm around him.

“It’s me,” You whisper against his bare shoulder, you immediately feel him relax.

“When’d you get back?”

“A few minutes ago.”

“Have fun?”

“Mhm,” You press a kiss to his shoulder blade, he hums and readjusts the pillow under his head before he finally decides it's to his liking and rests against it again. "Love you."

"Love you, too." You hardly hear him say it, but you squeeze him a bit tighter, hearing the soft chuckle he lets out before he falls back asleep a few seconds later.

—

You and Leon shift around in bed a lot at night, you're never in the same position you went to sleep in when you get up in the morning.

Tonight, though, you wake up to Leon grinding against your hip at one in the morning. You're not mad, he was doing it in his sleep, anyway. Doesn't stop you from waking him up and climbing on top of him after you pull his boxers down.

"Christ, Leon, shut the fu-fuck up!" You hiss at him, continuing to slowly ease yourself up and down on his cock. You've never heard him so whiny before, could've been because the two of you haven't had sex in a little bit.

"C-Can't help i-it-" He gasps out, digging his fingers into the plump flesh of your hips while he bucks up into you. You've been doing this for maybe five minutes now, trying to tell him to be quiet and that you aren't forgetting his needs, but his face is so flushed and his chest is heaving and you can't really tell if he's even trying to do as you say.

His mouth remains open as he continues to let more and more lewd noises escape his throat whenever you sink back down onto him, you don't know how he isn't getting cramps in his hands from gripping onto you so tightly.

But you continue on, squeezing around him tightly because it made him feel even better inside of you. Your teeth dig into your bottom lip, your eyes screwing shut while Leon's stay glued to where you're joined, watching as your cunt sucks him in over and over again.

His expression is nothing but pleading and needy and you're so in love with it, your hands rest on the soft fat of his pecs, his trembling hands can't stay in one spot anymore.

"Sweetheart, God, p-please." Leon's voice only gets louder and you have to shush him again, your eyes staying open long enough to shoot him an angry glare.

"If you wake her up-"

"I won't!" He cuts you off, his hips bucking against yours again while his head falls back against his pillow. You're probably not much quieter than him, hearing him whine and moan only triggers something in your brain that makes you mimic him, and there's the soft plap plap of your bodies to go along with it.

You've tried kissing him to swallow up his moans, but your mouths never stay connected for long due to lack of oxygen or he just can't hold your head in place. But his lips are still glossy with his drool and yours, and there's a few hickeys on his neck that he'll stare at for the next handful of days to come.

You know he's close, you're not far behind. Though, you know that when he cums he won't shut up.

But you continue to push your hips up and down, trying to keep your eyes from rolling back when you sink down onto him fully. It only adds more fuel for him to get increasingly louder, muttering about how good you feel and how he needs to cum inside you.

A few more thrusts and he'll be done, you know it. So before he can wake up the whole neighborhood, you grab his chin, forcing him to look at you so you can kiss him. You know that's not enough, of course. So when you pull away from him, a string of saliva still connecting your swollen lips to his, you push two fingers into his open mouth, trying to not his the back of his throat. Leon waits for only a second before he realizes, biting down on the base of your fingers lightly only to then suck on them.

And you're right, as always. After a few more thrusts he cums inside you, moaning around your fingers. The sight of his drool coating your knuckles and eyes lidded with pleasure almost does it for you, but you meet your own release after you raise yourself up to get him balls-deep a few more times.

You sit there on top of him for a few more minutes, looking up at your ceiling while you catch your breath. Leon has yet to tip his head back and slide your fingers from his mouth, trying to catch his breath, same as you.

You're the one to pull away from him, he looks a little annoyed when you pull your fingers out of his mouth and wipe some of the spit onto his chest, but you know he loved everything the two of your just did. Leon smiles at you after a few seconds, wrapping his arms around your back to pull you down onto him for a kiss.

"When did you get so whiny?" You whisper against his lips, then press a few soft kisses there.

"Don't tell anyone," You snort and pull back from him, your hand cups his cheek and he smiles against your palm.

"I wouldn't, that's only for me, right?"

"Only for you,"

[henry7931]

TF NBM/Head Swap Shorts I

Personal Trainer

Zach:

I think most people really push to meet their personal body goals but it takes a lot of motivation. My client Bradley puts in the work but I know sometimes it can be exhausting especially after a long day. That’s why I offer my customer’s a once a week head swap where I let them have my body for a day while I work out with theirs.

I actually really enjoy having Bradley’s body, he’s exactly my type! Thick and hairy. So it’s an extra bonus that I can work out naked since Bradley’s not here.

I even reward myself with a jerk session using Bradley’s thick cock. God this fury chest and these stinky pits… I’ve been working hard.

I run Bradley’s fingers over his sweaty hairy balls and bring them up to my noise.

“Yep… it’s time to have some fun now!”

I get up go over to Bradley’s bed and start sniffing his big smelly hairy feet. God, I sometimes just look forward to this all week.

I lay back and start jerking his meat.

I look over at the clock and notice the time. I still have 2 hours.

Hell, I could get loads done in that time! Woohoo!!

Bradley:

God I love my personal trainer, I don’t even give a shit about the work out. I just love that once a week, I get to have his body for a whole day.

I love exploring every inch of him. His nice bubbly ass, his thick cock, the muscles, oh I can’t forget about his big sexy feet!

I’m so glad that I really don’t need to do anything when we swap heads. Zach thinks that I work remote from his home but I haven’t told him that my day off is the same day we swap.

I’m just glad that I can send my entire day playing with his cock. I’ll spend hours stroking it and edging it. When I’m ready for it to bust, I’ll pull my head off and plant my mouth right on it.

It’s the best feeling, using your own head like a toy. And I get to swallow all of Zach’s load.

Hmmm I wonder if we would be open to swap for more than one day….

Roommate’s Condition

Mitchell

My roommate and one of my best friends Felix was recently diagnosed with a special condition where his body parts uncontrollably become detached.

Most of the time, it’s just his head separating body and it will wonder around our place. Sometimes it’s just his lower half of his body. Every now and then I’ll find his hand or his foot lying around on the floor.

I feel bad for him since he can’t really help it.

It’s been over a month since his diagnosis and I think he’s starting to accept it since they don’t have any kind of cure.

But one day he said something to me that I wasn’t ever expecting.

“Mitch, I know you’re gay and single. You’ve done a lot for me. I want to offer you something. You’re more than welcome to use my body parts to explore and enjoy. Just not my head lol”

I was stunned by his words, I knew Felix was straight so I could never imagined him making such a crazy offer.

So the first time I took him up on his offer was after I came home from a party just a little bit tipsy. I went to take a piss when I saw his lower half stuck in the shower. They must have fallen in at some point and I knew Felix was already asleep.

So I pick up his lower half and started to take them back to his room.

But I looked down at Felix’s sexy legs and feet…

I could feel a nervous excitement rush through me.

I turned to my room with his lower half and laid it down on my bed.

I took his feet into my hands and smelled them. I could feel his toes wiggling in excitement on my cheeks. I ran my tongue up and down his soles…

I was so turned on that I couldn’t help myself. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off along with his briefs.

I held his briefs in hands taking a huge whiff….

I looked down at Felix’s hairy balls and semi hard cock.

I start to toy with some until it was standing rock hard and leaking out a bit.

I reached into my drawer and pulled out my lube. I run it over his hairy hole and start gingerly inserting my fingers into it. It’s so tight…

Once I knew it loose enough, I pulled off my pants and started inserting my dick into it.

It’s so much easier getting it into him with an upper half. I positioned him to where I’m laying down and it’s on top of me.

I start showing it by guiding his hips on how to ride my dick.

Soon Felix’s lower half was becoming a pro at bottoming.

It felt so good! I would toy with his dick while letting his legs and butt do all of the work.

It started to most faster and I kept up with his speed on his dick. Started yanking at it and hurt a popping noise. His was now detached in my hands.

So I started sucking it back and forth like a lollipop.

I could feel myself getting so close!

I started to cum inside of him and what was so crazy was that his dick started to squirt in my mouth all at the same time!

I stuck his wet dick back into place and turned his ass around only see my cum leaking out.

I cleaned it up before bed and brought it back with me to cuddle with in bed.

Weeks later of hooking up, Felix’s body goes to bed with me every night knowing I’m going to get it off at night. I think his body not only enjoys the sex but also likes the companionship. And I do too.

Maybe one day his head will join us but for right now, I just love having his body with me!

Uncle Franks Out of Town, But His Body Isn’t!

Caleb:

God I love it when Uncle Frank gets me to watch his body for him.

He does this weird job where he had to wear certain bodies for it. He can’t tell me too much about it.

Although, I couldn’t care less! Because now I have an entire week where I can wear his body as my own.

Uncle Frank is about 6,2’, muscular, and has an ungodly size cock. You see how big his feet are?

Yeah, imagine what his dick looks like…

This time I started my morning off lying in his California sized king bed butt ass naked. It’s so comfy, I hardly want to move.

Then I fondled with his morning wood until I’m so close to cumming…

That’s when I got a very evil idea. I went to guest bedroom and picked up my 19 year old, petite body and brought it into his room with me.

My body was naked and covered in dry cum (mainly from the fun I had last night fulling around with uncle franks headless body) . I carried it back to his room where I placed it bed with me.

I positioned body to where my ass was easily accessible and started to lick my clean hole.

Once good and wet, I carefully inserted uncle Franks massive dick into it. But I only went half way scared I’d hurt myself.

I began thrusting which became kinda hard to do.

That’s when I got another idea, I pulled out of myself and repositioned my body.

I had both of my soft smooth feet in uncle Frank’s manly hands.

I spit on both of them and cupped them around his dick.

The softness of my soles felt soooo good on his dick.

I was turned on that could only last a few minutes before squirting loads of cum all over them.

Afterwards, I carried my body to the bathtub and started the water to let it soak.

I immediately had to piss but uncle franks dick was still so hard.

So I sat down on the toilet and peed, I can’t help but be so obsessed with my Uncle’s hairy legs and feet. They’re just so big and powerful.

I walked back over after my piss to my body, I noticed my cock was throbbing still from thrusting into my hole so I figured I’d help it out a bit. I jerked my body off and licked all of the excess cum off of uncle franks fingers.

God my morning has already started out great!

I walked back to franks room and saw my phone going off.

It’s my friend Jeremy FaceTiming me. I answered it not thinking about the fact that I still had my uncles body on.

“Dude… wait what the hell?”

“What?” I say back still not realizing.

“Caleb, whose body do you have on?”

Oh shit!

“Oh it’s um, well it’s my uncle franks.”

“You’re hot uncle???”

I rolled my eyes at the camera.

“I’m coming over now!”

Jeremy seemed so excited to come see my uncles body. Jeremy’s a good looking guy and I wouldn’t mind fooling around with him some time.

I wonder if he’d be open to it with uncle franks body on 😜

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

New year, new me?

Nah.

New year NEW CHARACTERRRRRR BITCHESSSSS

So anyway.

Those ABC Headcanons I did for Mihawk, Shanks, Sanji, and Zoro a few months ago when I first started this Tumblr. I'm doing one for Crocodaddy now. Needed to iron them out to write him later in a fanfiction I already have in-progress, and this helps.

This also means I'll be accepting requests for him tentatively (I know I'm way behind on ask requests as is, bear with me pls).

Also excuse me while I squeal about being able to create semi-transparent banners and shit now

A through Z

NSFW Headcanons

A — Afterglow (How are they have sex?)

He'll be sitting up against the pillows and headboard of your shared bed, striking up a cigar while you're still lying alongside him gasping for air.

Glancing down at you in your utterly spent and trembling state, smirking with the cigar between his teeth and pulling you up by your shoulder to recline back against his chest.

Not at all above taunting you about how utterly ruined you are.

"Oh, what's wrong? Was it too much?"

Chuckling when you tell him to go fuck himself as he leans over to pour himself and you a small glass of bourbon.

Leaning down to brush his lips and nibble at your neck, murmur in your ear while you take a sip from your glass, praising you with that same edge of almost cruel amusement.

"Such a good little fuck toy."

This is the most relaxed you're usually going to see him, and the most inclined toward cuddling up with you he's going to be.

B — Backrubs? (Do they like them? Like giving them?)

First time you come into his office and circle around behind his chair, he's going to be suspicious, probably even standoffish about it—until your hands are rubbing his neck and his shoulders.

"The hell do you think you're—......oh. Oh, that's...mmmm..."

You won't hear one single further complaint out of him after that.

He's not going to ask you to do it again—he's more likely to demand that you do, to send for you after a particularly long day so he can just lean back and let you work your magic on his stiff muscles.

If he returns the favor at any point, you can rest assured that it's not without an ulterior motive—he won't settle for having his hand on you without getting more out of it.

C — Cuddling (Do they enjoy cuddling a lot or only at certain moments?)

He's more likely to pull you against him or onto his lap in public than he is in private—he likes showing off his trophies, after all, and you're among his most prized possessions.

Gets off on making sure that everyone around knows that you're his, tugging you onto his knee with an arm curled possessively around your waist.

In private, he's still not going to shove you away if you lay back and drape yourself across his lap.

He might not say so, but he honestly loves it. He'll probably absently stroke your hair or brush his thumb across your cheek—but he's not as likely to initiate.

D — Dance (Are they good at it? Do they enjoy it?)

He's got his share of experience—being a filthy rich business magnate doesn't come without its share of formal to-dos, after all.

He's going to spend the majority of said fraternizations discussing business and making connections—but he can't and won't ever resist any opportunity that arises to show you off, either.

Whether you ask or not, at some point he's going to wrap his arm around you and curl his hook around your waist—pull you in close by your chin to speak against your lips.

"Let's show these low-lives what they're missing."

Lowering his hand down and squeezing your ass to tug you against him.

It's definitely more of a command than a question, and he's already smirking because he knows you aren't going to protest—at least not if you know what's good for you.

E — Extravagant Gestures (Things they do to make you feel loved)

"Love" is a strong word, and one that it's going to take a hell of a long time for him to actually admit out loud or really show.

He'll mostly show his appreciation in a material manner—buying you flowers, jewelry, clothes.

Anything you desire or he thinks you deserve, he's going to give you without any hesitation. He doesn't always have much time to spend, but he has more than enough money to spend, and he's going to.

It might seem like empty gestures on the surface, but showering you with gifts is his main mode of affection.

When he does have time to spend, however, he makes sure that his sole focus is on you and you alone, either flat out ignoring anyone that dares interrupt or putting them in their place on the spot.

He intends to ensure that his lover should never have to need or want for anything.

F — Fighting (How do they handle arguments/apologies?)

He's not apologizing. Doesn't matter if he's at fault or in the wrong, he's not going to acknowledge it.

He'll typically keep a cool head about it, even if you're shouting—but if you take a stab at his pride, things are probably going to escalate until you're not on speaking terms for a bit.

Closest thing to an apology you're going to get is him conveniently forgetting about the whole thing and you suddenly being showered with even more lavish gifts than normal, likely even accompanied by little handwritten sappy notes.

He'll also probably let it go entirely if you come back and apologize, but he's going to remain bitter about it for a while.

At least until he gets you alone later to bend you over and grudge-fuck your brains out until he's satisfied you've learned your lesson.

G — Getting Hot (What do they do turn turn you on, and vice versa?)

He stays busy enough that it tends to stray from his mind that physical intimacy an important part of a healthy romantic relationship.

On the rare occasion he isn’t busy, however, he's likely to have his hands and lips all over you—even if you're busy at the time yourself, intent on distracting you from your own priorities and enjoying you at his own whim.

Pulling you back against him by your waist while you're in the middle of some important business or personal call, pushing his hand down between your thighs, his voice a low murmur in your ear, conveying in great detail what he plans to do to you.

"Hang up the phone...unless you want them to hear me ruining you."

Pushing his hook under your chin to tilt your head back, giving his lips free roam of your neck and your jaw, trailing them slowly across every inch of your exposed skin.

The quickest way to get him riled up is to subtly do the same to him in a situation where he can't do anything about it.

To cup your hands around his ear while he's in the middle of some important business or social exchange and whisper all your dirtiest fantasies, forcing him to keep up a calm and professional demeanor in spite of his carnal desire for you.

He's going to act like it's annoying him, but you know better.

You know that he's going to be tearing your clothes off the second he manages to get you alone.

H — Heartache (How would they handle it if you broke up with them?)

He's used to courting his losses, so in the surface it's going to seem like he's unbothered, and anyone that suggests otherwise is going to get their head bitten off over it.

He's going to be more cruel, more impatient with his subordinates.

He's going to be a lot more likely to fly off the handle at anything that could be taken as a slight or insult.

He's going to be unfocused in his business dealings, delegating more work than usual to those below him.

He's going to engage in a great deal of debauchery and self-destructive behavior to push you from his mind—rebound sex, heavy gambling, heavy drinking, chain smoking.

He's going to spend sleepless nights glaring uo at the ceiling and white-knuckling a bottle of liquor, beating himself up over it in silence and solitude.

He's probably going to end up drunkenly den den mushi dialing you after a few weeks, slurring about how big a mistake you made and how much better off he is...and slurring about how big a mistake he made while begging you to come back.

Emotional availability isn’t one of his strong suits.

I — Intimacy (When are they intimate with you? And how often?)

Whenever he feels like it.

He could go a week without paying you much attention at all; then revert to shoving you against a wall or pulling you onto his lap and having you every time he catches sight of you.

Depends largely on his mood, which depends largely on other aspects of his life.

Unless he's incredibly busy or frustrated from stress, he isn’t likely to turn you away if you initiate.

Whether you're circling behind him to rub his shoulders or sitting yourself on his lap, he's likely to pull you closer and breathe you in, brush his lips to your neck and jaw, enjoying some much needed peace and solace in your closeness.

But he's still going to tease and belittle you about it, making sure you feel his lips curve into a smirk against your skin.

"What's the matter? Does my little girl need some attention?"

J — Joker (How do they make you laugh)

His sense of humor is typically cruel and comes at the expense of others.

Certified master at roasting—typically with deadpan delivery, maybe with a hint of a condescending smirk as he verbally destroys whoever has dared to cross him.

There might be a playful insult battle between you and him here and there—he's not going to do it to be outright hurtful, but if you call him an arrogant prick (a slur he frankly agrees with and gladly owns), he's going to put you in your place and chuckle at whatever you manage to throw back at him.

K — Kissing (How good? How often?)

Like other brands of physical affection, he's not going to initiate it very often.

Which is a bit of a shame, because he's incredibly good at it—if more than a bit of a tease.

Slow and sensual, curling his hand around the back of your head, his teeth grazing against your bottom lip, tongue brushing against yours.

Smirking and drawing away when you moan to tease you in a low murmur.

"Oh...? Did you want more, sweetheart?"

Grasping your waist and pulling you against him aggressively to deepen the kiss, devouring your lips possessively with a low growl.

No qualms at all about doing so in public—he greatly enjoys the thrill of all those judgmental and envious eyes, of showing others what they're missing out on.

L — Lay down (How do they sleep with you? Are they a cuddler or do they prefer their space?)

His pride won't allow him to say so aloud, but he cannot sleep without you.

There's always the slightest subconscious worry, eating away at the back of his mind, that he doesn't do enough for you, that he isn’t there enough for you, a worry that really only surfaces in the minutes and hours before sleep when he has no choice but to be alone with his own thoughts.

He'll lay awake until you're there with him so he can pull you against his side, lower his head over yours and breathe in your scent, relaxing into the comfort of your warmth.

This is when he's most vulnerable, most affectionate, when he's anything even close to self-conscious.

When he might brush his lips to your temple and praise you in a low murmur without any expectation of you reciprocating.

"Mmm...so warm....."

He'll slip his arm under you, pull you against him, and refuse to release you until morning.

M — Making babies (Do they want to settle down and have kids?)

HAHAHAHAHAHA no

No, absolutely not.

This really isn’t negotiable. He has no interest in having children at all. Doesn't remotely have the patience necessary and doesn't wish to change his lifestyle to fit around parenthood.

N — Nervous? (How confident are they when it comes to romance?)

Confident really isn’t the word—the man's arrogance is unrivaled.

He's filthy rich, he has unrivaled social standing, the physique of a living god, he knows he could have damned near any woman he wants. Why the hell would he be worried?

His only concern is the matter of trust—that letting anyone get too close could be detrimental to his status. You could blackmail him, you could entice him too deeply and take him for all he's worth, so he might keep you ag arm's length for a while.

Despite his confidence, he also won't tolerate any other men hitting on you—you're his, and he doesn't share his things.

O — Oral Fixation (Giving or receiving? And how good are they?)

Far more into receiving.

Very into pulling out abruptly after fucking you relentlessly and forcing his cock down your throat while you're still gasping for air, reveling in the sight of your make-up smeared over your flushed face and the sound of you gagging on it.

"Yeah, that's it, baby—take every fucking inch—"

But he does love making you beg, and giving isn’t off the table if you satisfy him adequately and ask very nicely.

Just as much as he loves ruining you—so he's going to hold you down by your hip, isn’t going to stop until you're screaming, gasping, hyperventilating from overstimulation, limp and trembling and barely conscious in his grasp.

P — Pet Peeves (Things they don't like in a partner)

Excessive neediness is going to irritate the hell out of him.

He doesn't have the time or the patience to constantly offer his attention and reassurance, so he strongly prefers a confident and independent lover.

Absolutely can't stand you flirting with other men to make him jealous.

It might get his attention, but not in a good way.

He's already iffy about trust, and all that will do is put him on high alert and make him more likely to push you away.

Q — Quiet Time (How much alone time do they need, or do they want to be with you 24/7?)

He stays busy—whether it's running several profitable businesses around Alabasta or dealing with Cross Guild, he doesn't have much spare time, and he's pretty used to it.

That means he's also accustomed to a lot of alone time, and that it's required for his work.

He doesn't mind you being there while he's dealing with it, but only if you're quiet—if you insist on distracting him, he's not going to be pleased.

He's fine with you laying back across his lap, even against his chest with his arm stretched over your shoulders, just as long as you're not intentionally disturbing his concentration.

Though if you are intentionally disturbing him, he will bend you over and wear you out until you're too spent to bother him any further.

R — Romance (How romantic are they? Do they have to force it ir does it come natural?)

Not much of a romantic at all. He's pretty accustomed to just being able to win over women with money and status.

Dinner reservations at expensive restaurants where the waiting lists go on for months, ritzy parties and clubs, anything that allows him to throw his weight and wallet around and show you off.

He will make a point of keeping his attention in you—his arm curled around your waist, keeping you close at his side—but traditional romance is definitely not his strong suit.

S — Spending Money (How much do they like to spend on you?)

Physical touch is his love language, but it's best that yours is receiving gifts, because you're going to be getting a LOT of them.

Designer clothes, jewelry expensive enough that it could be used as collateral in purchasing a small nation, the finest perfumes, date nights that could cost a few hundred thousand berries—whatever your poison, he's providing it.

You're never going to want or need for anything. Even if something just briefly catches your eye in a shop window or a vendor stall, you're likely going to find it in your possession before the end of the day.

In a way it's an apology for not being able to spend as much time with you as he feels you deserve—he'll never say so out loud, that would injure his pride, but the implications of it are heavy.

Only the best of the best for his lady.

T — Trust (Are they trusting of you? Jealous?)

There are some definite trust issues with Croc. It's not uncommon for women to cozy up to him just for monetary and material gain, and he's well aware of it. It's going to take a lot of time for him to fully believe that this isn’t your endgame.

Even once he does trust you, may the heavens have mercy on any man whose eyes linger on you for too long, because he'll need divine intervention to save him if Crocodile catches him.

At that point it's less a matter of his trust wavering—it's more a matter of the fact that he does trust you, and doesn't want to lose that, to lose you now that you do have his trust.

U — Underwear (What kind do they wear, and what kind do they like on you?)

Tends toward tight boxers and briefs (always designer) to show off his physique.

That's his default, at least; you could pretty easily talk him into wearing something more skimpy if you want.

He's going to have a full closet of expensive lingerie for you. If it's something he wants to see you in, he's buying it.

The finest silk, the smoothest satin, the most delicate lace. If it's fit for a queen, then it's yours.

V — Vulnerable (How vulnerable are they with you? Is it easy for them to open up to you?

There's a solid steel wall separating you from his emotions and his past that is damned near impossible to break down.

He has to be able to trust you before he can be open, and again, that's going to take time. A lot of time.

He doesn't allow himself to take that kind of risk—one single mistake, being the slightest bit too open with the wrong person, and every ounce of power he's built up could come crashing down on the wings of blackmail and betrayal.

That being said, once you do manage to gain his trust, you'll be the only person he's open with.

And he'll be completely open, because it's a bit addictive, as it's not something he's accustomed to—being able to be comfortably vulnerable is a nice, relaxing change of pace.

W — Wine and Dine (Do they prefer meals at home or going out with you? Who does more of the cooking?)

Domestic endeavors definitely aren't his forte. He's had a personal chef on his staff since well before he met you.

He isn't going to prevent you from cooking if you enjoy it—though he might find it a little strange, since it's a task he considers below him.

He might even watch you out of sheer curiosity, though it's doubtful he will partake; he'll be more likely to sit back and puff on a cigar, taking the opportunity to enjoy the view and let his eyes roam over you while you work.

Overall, he would usually prefer to just go out, or let the staff handle it...but he does find something particularly enticing about seeing you working with your hands, regardless the reason.

X — X-Rated (How good are they in bed? What do they like?)

You're going to need a safe word, because he's aggressive. He desires total and absolute control, and won't settle for anything less.

You're his free use slut—if and when he wants you, you had best be ready for him.

He'll curl his hook around your neck and his hand around your waist to pull you back against him, let out a slow breath against your neck as his slips your clothes down your shoulders to lay in a pool at your feet.

Or simply rip them away from you, pressing against you to ensure you feel the hard heat of his arousal straining against his clothes, throbbing against your ass and your lower back.

Tilting his head down to ensure you both feel and hear his low, commanding growl in your ear.

"You're mine. Aren't you, my little whore?"

Whether he leads you by the edge of his hook to the privacy of your bedroom he simply bends you over his desk is entirely at his whim.

Either way, he's going to do little more than pull your panties to the side before he thrusts straight into you and fucks you relentlessly.

He's selfish, his main concern is mostly his own gratification—but he still has some concern for yours.

He does love the sound of your breathless moans, after all. Your cries of abandon are music to his ears, and there's nothing more intoxicating than the feeling of your pussy tightening up and pulsing around his cock as you fall limp beneath him in the wake of release.

Pulling you right back up by your hair before you've recovered, hearing your breath catch in your throat.

He lives for it, growling in your ear as he tightens his grip around your tender flesh, pinching and rolling one of your nipples between his thumb and forefinger, his lips curled into a cruel smirk.

"I didn't say I was done with you, slut."

He has no intention of stopping until he is done, until he's fully satisfied—whether that means making you cum until you pass out or cramming his cock down your throat until you're choking on his cum, it doesn't matter.

Either way, he always gets what he wants.

Y — Yearning (How long will they pursue the person they're interested in before losing interest?)

Not long, in most cases. He can just throw money and gifts at most women and get the gratification that he's after out of it.

He's going to be more interested, and honestly more likely to pursue, if you can't be bought.

If you're interested in more than what he can provide for you on a material or physical level, he's going to be intrigued. That's not something he's used to.

In that case, he very much enjoys a good game of cat and mouse. He'll want to find out exactly what makes you tick, and he's going to persist until he does find out.

He'll likely be courting and fraternizing with other women at the same time initially, but he'll push them away in a heartbeat if you engage in the game and show interest.

He'll probably still throw money and gifts at you, as that's what he's accustomed to doing—but he'll make a point of learning about you, and make the gifts more personal, more in line with your interests and passions, to ensure you know he's paying attention.

He still won't wait for too long. The whole hard-to-get shtick is fun for a time, but he will move on if it begins to seem to him like he's being strung along. If he isn’t the one in control and he feels like he's being played a fool, he'll cut his losses without a second thought.

Z — Zen (What do they do to wind down and relax? Do they prefer to do it alone or with you?

He doesn't have much time for rest and relaxation, so he values it immensely—and he absolutely requires your presence for it.

Even if he doesn't show it most of the time, you're his solace, his peace, the one thing that warms the cold and calculating persona he has to keep up almost twenty-four seven.

If he's reclining back with a glass of bourbon and a cigar, he wants you there. He needs you there.

Reclining back against his chest, his thumb brushing circles against your waist, trailing delicate patterns over your hand as he lies his head back to slowly exhale a plume of smoke.

Lowering his head back down to admire the sight of you, to brush your hair behind your shoulder and murmur in your ear.

"Get comfortable. You're not going anywhere until I say so."

[yeowangies]

mutual understanding

Chapter I | Chapter II | CHAPTER III: As curious as a dead cat | IV | V

PAIRING: Kenpachi/AFAB!Reader CONTENTS: AU - Fantasy, Medieval, Royalty, Arranged Marriage, Misunderstandings, Miscommunication, Pining, Explicit Sexual Content, Virginity Loss. WARNING FOR THIS CHAPTER: Explicit sexual content, Cunnilingus, First time (I think, kinda). WORDCOUNT: 3221

Summary:

You had assumed you would have been intimate with him on your wedding night, and you were hoping that it would happen anytime soon after that first kiss.

Notes:

FINALLY what probably everyone had been waiting for!

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Kenpachi didn’t make any indication of wanting to touch more than you had allowed him to, only sliding his hands up and down your sides, and that was a relief that night you kissed for the first time. 

You started to reconsider it as the days went by.

Spending more time with Kenpachi had actually opened your eyes about a lot of things about him that you had misjudged. He spoked crudely, but he simply did so because it was a part of him (and you figured it had a lot to do with his past; since he wasn’t royalty, he probably never had an education). His hardened expression was just natural as well, it did not mean that he was angry all the time. Better yet, it was actually attractive how stoic he was sometimes. You had been a fool for a long time; he wasn’t as cold, distant or violent as you initially assumed. At least not violent towards you, or anyone who couldn’t defend themselves, and that was all you cared about. 

You had assumed you would have been intimate with him on your wedding night. Even if that didn’t end up happening at that moment, you were hoping that it would happen anytime soon after that first kiss. You weren’t ignorant about what it was supposed to happen, you weren’t even ignorant about your own body. He had awoken certain sensations that you had never felt, and you were more than curious about what it’d be like to actually lay with someone. And nothing as exciting as doing it with your husband when you had newfound affection for him. 

Which made you conclude that you liked Kenpachi more than you would like to admit. Albeit you had jumped to conclusions about him from the beginning; once a little light came through, you saw him differently, and you couldn’t deny it anymore. Especially after you started kissing more regularly, something in your stomach bubbled (besides sexual excitement) every time. And you just wanted, needed, more. 

You eyed him as discreetly as possible whenever he got to the bedroom at night, taking off his clothes as he readied himself to sleep. Callous skin for sure, but with curves and dips and defined muscles, with broad shoulders and ample chest. You couldn’t even help yourself but stare at him; you were as curious as a dead cat, but you wouldn’t mind being dead at all if it meant laying with such a man. He was your spouse, after all. 

Kenpachi walked in later than usual one night. The colder days had crept in, and snow was inevitable to happen soon. You had insisted he take a bath in the bedroom several times, it was warmer than any other room (you wouldn’t admit to any ulterior motives), but he kept denying it for no apparent reason; he usually was ready to sleep as soon as he walked in. 

You stayed in silence for a few minutes, watching him from the bed as he sat down in the chair by the fireplace, taking off his eyepatch and running his hand through his hair before cracking his neck to the side.

“Did you think I had kids of my own?” Kenpachi suddenly asked without even turning his eyes to you, but you couldn’t help but look at him in surprise. 

He was talking about Yachiru and the moment you found out about her. You felt your face heat up just remembering it.

“I had no idea what… what to think, if I’m being honest.” You answered vaguely. 

“You were shocked when you thought I had children.” He said, looking at you with an amused grin.

“Yes.” You finally admitted, blushing deeper. “I knew nothing about you, so I was surprised!”

“You could’ve just asked.” Kenpachi said with a chuckle. “But it was a funny way to introduce yourself to my men.”

“Please, I could barely look them in the eye afterwards.” You replied, covering your face. The sound of his laugh took you by surprise, and it only made you smile. “What’s the purpose of bringing this up now?”

“Didn’t think my wife who didn’t want to marry me would care about that shit.” 

“Any wife would care if her husband was sleeping around!” You complained, rolling your eyes. “Are you mocking me?”

“What do you think?” 

When Kenpachi walked over to you, you tensed up in anticipation. He sat beside you on the bed before promptly kissing you, slamming his lips against yours. He never failed to take you by surprise; he was rarely soft or gentle, usually slowing down after a while, but his kisses were always urgent. You hadn’t kissed anyone before him so you could mold yourself to his pace, but you were positive this was just his own personality seeping through in the way he kissed you. If anything, he was always authentic. 

You were breathless when he pulled away, and you watched him, dizzy-eyed as he stood up to remove his tunic before slipping beside you on the bed. You stared at him expectantly, and sighed when it was obvious when he just wanted to sleep. 

You knew nothing about seduction, so you didn’t exactly know how to proceed; you didn’t want to explicitly ask for Kenpachi to touch you, you had your pride as well. Sighing loudly again, you wished him good night before blowing out the candle in your bedside table, to which he only responded with a grunt. 

It took you a while to fall asleep that night, and you were too tempted to get up and take a walk around the castle but quickly gave up on the idea, too nervous to wake Kenpachi up if you were to get out. Though in the few days you had been sharing a bed, it was almost an obvious fact that he slept like a log; you could play the drums and he would not even notice. 

When you woke up early in the morning, the first thing you noticed was the snow outside the window, covering the sill. You watched, between sleepiness and wonderment, as small drops of snow slowly fell from the sky, stretching your legs along the warmth of the bed. 

“Have you never seen snow?” Kenpachi’s hoarse voice startled you, making you turn to him in surprise. 

“It rarely snows in the palace.” You replied, clearing your voice to avoid sounding too sleepy, and pulling the covers over your shoulders when you noticed he was only covering his lower half with the sheets, bare chest completely exposed. “I’ve only seen snow a couple of times.”

He only grunted in response, and you took a minute to watch his face; you almost never got to see him wake up at the same time as you. His hair was just as wild as it was during the day, you’ve seen him comb it yet stay the same, so it must naturally look that messy. You were fond of that look, it just added to his overall aggressive appearance. 

The scar down the side of his face always caught your attention. Kenpachi was regarded as the strongest man in the kingdom, but who had been strong enough to harm him?

“You’re staring too much.” He said, fixing his eyes on yours. You immediately felt your temperature raise, and swallowed quietly. “Do I have something on my face?”

“Your scar-”

“Well, I can’t do anything about that.”

“No.” You chuckled as he grinned, equally amused. “How did you get it?”

“A woman gave it to me.”

“A woman?!” You raised your voice in surprise. “She must have been remarkable to have inflicted such harm to you.”

“Yeah…” 

When Kenpachi didn’t add anything else, you became nervous, fidgeting under the covers. He was the one who wouldn’t stop staring at you then. 

You gasped when he suddenly rolled on top of you, bracing his arms on each side of your head, looking down at you with eyes that turned darker with each passing moment. The heat emanating from his body invaded you, even through the sheets and covers in between your bodies.

“Are you still unwilling?” Kenpachi asked in a surprisingly cautious tone. 

There wasn’t any need to clarify what he meant when he asked, and you didn’t need to consider your answer. 

“No, I have been… willing for a while now.” You answered, embarrassed yet enthusiastic.

You could have kept talking if it wasn’t for Kenpachi’s insistent mouth covering yours in the blink of an eye. His kisses had always been hungry, as if he was trying to devour you, but you could tell the difference between his usual ones and the kiss he was giving you at that moment. He was excited for you, fervently gliding his lips over yours as his tongue explored the inside of your mouth, swallowing down the little noises you made as he pressed his body to yours. 

That was when you felt his erection pressing against your thigh. If you could feel it through all the fabrics, you couldn’t even imagine what his size would be like. 

Kenpachi only pulled back to remove the covers, attaching his lips to yours soon afterward. He groaned lowly when one of his hands found your chest, groping your breast roughly through your nightgown and making you gasp as you wrapped your arms around his neck. 

Your heart pounded fast inside your chest, too nervous, excited and scared at the same time when he pulled your nightgown over your head, discarding it haphazardly, leaving you completely exposed. The cool air created goosebumps on your skin, and you shivered from trepidation. He stared at you, eyes traveling down your chest and lower, and you felt the need to cover yourself the longer he kept his gaze on you. 

A few seconds seemed like an eternity, and you were about to pull the sheets over yourself when he spoke. 

“You must be a siren sent to tempt me,” Kenpachi grunted, and you looked at him with eyes wide open. “Look what you fucking do to me.”

The air was knocked out of you when he crashed his lips to yours, pinning you to the mattress with the weight of his body, forcing you to part your legs. His erection was much more obvious as he ground his hips against yours, the fabric of his pants creating friction that you’ve never felt before, making you whimper.

Kenpachi dragged his tongue down your jaw and neck, pressing open mouth kisses every now and then as his hands wandered up your sides to cup your breasts. You didn’t know how a simple touch could ignite a fire within you, but when he swiped his thumbs over your nipples, jolts of pleasure traveled through your body, causing your back to arch. 

“You like that?” He chuckled darkly before kissing you, rolling one of your nipples between his fingers. 

Your answer was the whine that slipped past your lips as you tried to kiss him back, a difficult task when you felt his other hand wander down your hips to roughly grab your butt. Kenpachi dragged his lips down your chin and neck until he reached your chest, nibbling at the curve of your tit before taking one of your nipples into his mouth. 

The sounds that came from your lips were strange. You had made noises when you touched yourself in the past but it was different; you felt more vulnerable when such a man was causing them as he sucked and grazed his teeth on your supple skin, surely leaving marks for days. Closing your eyes, you covered your mouth for a second before Kenpach firmly grabbed your wrist, pulling your hand away from your face.

“I wanna hear you.” He smirked salaciously, sending shivers up your spine. “I’ve been thinking about this for too long for you to be quiet. Be as loud as you want.”

Biting on the curve of your breast hard, you squeaked loudly. You blushed, ashamed of the sound you made, and tugged at his hair, knowing fully well he had done that on purpose. Kenpachi only looked at you with dark eyes and a wicked smile, running his tongue over your nipple and making you gasp. 

His lips trailed down your abdomen, making you giggle when his tongue traced your belly button before he got to your hips. He pulled away to part your legs, strong hands holding your thighs, and your entire body burned up underneath his gaze. 

“Why do you keep staring at me so much?!” You yelled in a hushed tone.

“Because you drive me fucking crazy.”

The frenzied look in his eyes and the wide grin on his lips made your heart skip a beat.

Maybe you were going just as crazy for him as he was for you. 

“This part right here,” He went on, licking his lips as one of his hands glided over your entrance, making you yelp. “It’s calling for me. Do you know how fucking gorgeous you are down here?”

“That-That’s not-! I don’t-!” You stammered, embarrassed and in shock the more he kept talking. Did people talk so much when they had sex?

He laughed boisterously at your reaction, and you gasped when his fingers dipped into your folds. 

“It’s your bad luck that you have a lecherous man for a husband.”

When Kenpachi leaned down, burying his face between your thighs, you gaped at him in shock, too stunned to react until his tongue slid over your slit. You whimpered, one hand threading through his hair, unsure of what to do. 

Wet warmth glided over your entrance, and it was strange but not unpleasant. It was as if he was somehow worshipping you, especially with the look he had in his eyes, completely clouded by dark lust as he gazed at you. He dragged his tongue over every inch of skin he could reach, even delving between your folds until you felt pleasure pulsing through your veins when he prod your clit. 

You moaned, long and loud, as your legs shuddered when Kenpachi pressed the tip of his tongue to your clit again. He chuckled smugly, focusing his attention on that spot, and soon turning your brain into mush. He was persistent and enthusiastic, licking and slurping like a starving man, with no shame about the mess he was making. You were completely drenched in your own arousal and his saliva, slowly dripping down your thighs and onto the sheets. 

The sounds that left your mouth were uncontrollable. Even if he hadn’t commanded you to be loud, you still wouldn’t have been able to help yourself. The sparkles that traveled through your body every time his tongue dragged over your clit made you see stars, thighs jolting and attempting to squeeze his head between them if it wasn’t for one of his hands keeping you in place. The heat in your abdomen that had been steadily growing was close to bursting, muscles tightening with every move he made.

When two of his fingers effortlessly slipped inside you, you wailed, tugging harshly at his hair, as if simultaneously asking him to keep going and stop. Kenpachi only laughed quietly against your skin as he started to pump his digits, slow and hard, while attentively licking your clit. 

You couldn’t have warned him about your orgasm even if you wanted to, your mind going blank before you felt your release washing over you. You let out a shaky moan when you came, toes curling and body trembling, nothing but pleasure and his name resonating in your head. Your hips stammered against his face as he kept gliding his fingers until you stopped moving, panting once he slid out his digits. 

Kenpachi pulled away and you watched him lick his fingers, his leer not subduing even when he had your slick adorning his face. Wrapping one arm around your waist, he leaned down, resting his forehead over yours as he looked deep into your eyes. 

“Your taste is so fucking addictive.”

He looked just as feral as he did before, or even more so. You wondered how it was possible that he had the same look on his face as he did when he was enjoying a fight; and how it was possible that it pulled at your heartstrings to see him be like that for you. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him hard, humming against his lips when you tasted yourself in them. You felt him smirk into the kiss, returning it hungrily as he rubbed his clothed erection over the damp, sensitive skin between your legs. 

Kenpachi hooked his fingers under the waistband of his pants before the booming knock at the door startled you.

“Captain!” Ikkaku yelled while insistently knocking on the door. 

“Fuck off!” Kenpachi hollered, making you jump in his arms.��

“I can’t, Captain! Official soldiers are here!”

“Tell them to get lost!”

“Ken!” You called for him, cupping his face as he looked at you with unfocused eyes. “This is probably urgent!”

“For fuck’s sake, is the kingdom under attack?!” Kenpachi screamed at the door, making you jolt again. 

“No, Captain…” Ikkaku’s unsure voice replied from the other side of the door. 

“Then tell them to fucking leave!”

You laughed, pushing at his shoulders to get him off you, though he didn’t budge an inch, only looking at you with the deepest frown you’ve ever seen. 

“You should go, it must be important.” 

“You can’t be serious!”

When you pressed your hands against his shoulders again, Kenpachi pulled away, sitting up as you pulled the blankets over your body to cover yourself. 

“I’ll still be here when you come back.” You reassured him, wrapping your hand around his arm. 

You kissed him sweetly, just pressing your lips against his briefly, after all it was a small comfort, you didn’t want to tempt him. 

“You better be, I can’t hold back any longer.”

You blinked, surprised. 

Funny. Was he ever holding back?

“Captain!” Ikkaku yelled again urgently.

“Shut the fuck up, I’m going!”

You watched, amused, as Kenpachi sat on the edge of the bed, grumbling under his breath before getting up and putting his clothes on. He only spared you one quick glance before walking out the room, slamming the door on his way out. 

You sighed, covering yourself with the blankets and furs, staring at the ceiling in awe. You were sticky, sweaty and fully drenched in between your legs, and you had an amazing orgasm yet still wanted more. It had been a difficult decision to convince him to leave when you didn’t even want him to in the first place. You wanted to see him fully bare in front of you as he climbed over your body before taking you. Just picturing a scene like that made your insides tingle. 

Was what you just did, sex? You only knew so much, and you couldn’t even believe where Kenpachi’s mouth had been (but you hoped he’d do it again in the future). The main event had been postponed, and while nervousness was still in your mind, a fluttering feeling in your stomach made you excited about seeing him for the next time, the last words he said hanging in the air.

[letshaikyuu]

A day off for the captains

DAICHI SAWAMURA

wishes to sleep in on his days off, even though he keeps waking up at his usual early time. does his workouts in the morning, his post-workout routine, and all that jazz. he tends to stay inside during his days off because he needs peace and quiet to gain back his energy, but he also goes grocery shopping when he has free time. in the store, he charms the lil’ old ladies with his huge smile and just as big arms as he helps them with their bags and reaching high shelves (even though he is one of the shorter captains on this list cough cough). gets himself a guilty pleasure treat and goes back to his house. prepares a hot cup of coffee and sits down to read a book. he alternates between reading motivational books or thrillers. if you are also free, he loves to go out and take you out for lunch, a walk, or grab some coffee. he doesn’t have much free time, so he cherishes the time he spends with you.

OIKAWA TOORU

he loves sleeping in but always wakes up before noon. he needs his beauty sleep. the first thing he does is go to a nearby coffee shop to up his caffeine intake and buy a nice, flaky, sweet pastry. sometimes he sits down and eats there, sometimes he goes back home and enjoys his sweet time alone. it’s on these days when oikawa’s screen time rapidly increases because he always has something on his phone open and running. a podcast is always being played as he’s doing a workout, washing the dishes, or preparing an easy lunch. he also has a few youtubers he frequently watches. he also has you on video call all the time whenever you’re free and he loves to talk your ear off about his day – definitely compliments the pastry he has eaten. if you two can’t meet for the day, he has the biggest pout on his face and says he misses you all day long – is the type to buy and send you food with one of those apps, and then you two call while having lunch together.

KUROO TETSUROU

he is the type to lay in bed for hours before he gets up. his tiktok fyp is filled with those funny animals compilations, those singing cats and Reddit stories. he listens to the craziest of stories as he makes breakfast and sits down at the table with a cold brew in hand. takes his sweet time eating breakfast and scrolling through his phone. makes sure to text you once he’s fully awake and will tease you if you’re in class/at work and he’s the one with a day off. his preferred time to work out is in the evening, so he has lots of free time to spend. idk why i think he’s the one to meal prep for the upcoming few days, but he does just that. has to have a TV series marathon – he is a Pretty Little Liars watcher – fight me. once his workout is over, takes a bath and has a whole ass spa day in that bathroom because he takes good care of his body in every way possible. loves the feeling of laying down on clean sheets with his skin all clean and moisturized.

BOKUTO KOUTAROU

can literally sleep the whole day. a day off equals a cheat day to him most of the time. he sleeps in and loves to order the foods he loves most. it’s usually a phone call or text from you that wakes him up in the morning (his morning voice tho *-*). once he’s actually out of bed, he makes the biggest cup of coffee he can, turns on the telly, and listens to some news he finds on the first channels. closes his eyes 100x times while he’s on his couch and dozes on and off. the caffeine would then kick in and then he has the need to go on a run. his mind: the more he runs, the more food he can eat later on. he does exactly that when he gets back home and is literally jumping in excitement when his food arrives. he puts the ice cream he ordered in the freezer for later (to eat when he’s crying over a rom-com) and scarfs down the food. takes a well-deserved afternoon nap and then ends the night with a crying session, the ice cream soothing his sensitive heart.

[adventuringblind]

Oscar The Matchmaker: Chapter Four

Summary: Lando wants answers, Charles gets more then he bargained for, The trio surprises in many ways

Warnings: Lando and Charles are in the room hiding, PinV, Porn with minor plot, oral, Dom/Sub, Established dynamics (Kind of), sub space, cock warming, marking, bruising, overstimulation

Notes: pure, filthy, shameless smut.

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Lando had wanted to surprise his teammate. The horrendous season they’ve had thus far was taking a toll on the rookie and he wanted to cheer him up. He’d grabbed Charles and somehow managed to nab his room key. He’d planned to take the Australian and his ‘best friend’ out to the bar.

Everyone knows him and the AlphaTauri rookie are dating. It’s obvious. What he couldn’t get his mind around was Max. His friend who’d been spending an awful lot of time with the two.

Max had done well to avoid his questions and change the subject. And his motivation to take his teammate out and get alcohol in him definitely wasn’t to get to the bottom of it.

It’s not long that the two are waiting. Charles absently scrolling through instagram and Lando texting Pierre and Carlos to meet them there later. The door handle starts jiggling and Lando is up and ready to do.

What he was not expecting was three voices. One of them very clearly Max’s.

Lando grabs Charles and they dive into the closet.

“I’m confused.” Whispers charles urgently. “Aren’t we going out?”

“Yes but this is better.”

~

“I still can’t believe I lost my room key.” Groans an unpleased Oscar.

“Yeah, kept us waiting a whole extra five minutes.” The female teases and tosses herself onto the bed. “You’ve already been teasing me all day. I thought you might have done it on purpose.”

“Careful with that attitude.” Max is already hovering over her.

“You were the one getting handsy in the hall, Max Emilian.”

“He’s just inpatient.” There’s a hunger and lust in Oscar’s voice the makes her flush hard.

~

Charles is tapping on Lando’s knees rapidly. “I don’t think we should be here.”

“Shush, I’m finally getting answers!”

“Pretty sure you’re going to get more then that.”

-

“I am inpatient because you two and your race suits tied around your waists does things to me.” Max smirks. His lips press soft kisses to the females collarbone.

Oscar is quick to get behind Max and rid him of his shirt. Tossing it somewhere in the room to be found later. “Glad you’re enjoying the view. But I Reckon you’re probably on the cusp of giving up tonight.”

Max groans. “Please tell me you weren’t winding me up as well so I’d give you control.”

Oscar lays wet kisses to Max’s spine. “You’re to pretty for that. I think you like when I take it.”

~

“Holy shit.”

“No way.”

“Did you know your teammate could do that?”

“How would I know that Oscar has the ability to make Max fucking Verstappen weak in the knees?”

“I don’t know mate. Sometimes teammates just know things.”

~

“Plus I’m pretty sure you were in charge last week.” Reminds the female.

“This is a true fact. I couldn’t walk on Monday.”

“My hips were bruised and we both were covering the stupid rope burns.”

“And yet neither of you were complaining.”

“Doesn’t matter it’s my turn.”

“… now look who’s inpatient.”

Oscar rids himself of his own shirt and the helps the female out of hers. The room is filled with heavy pants and muffled moans and they kiss each other with no hesitation. Their clothes being discarded in intervals.

~

“I don’t want to be here for the next part.”

“Fifty bucks says Max ends up on top.”

“Can’t believe I’m doing this. Fine.”

~

“We could always share the role.”

“Maxy, you are far to stubborn for that and we both know it.” Oscar lands another kiss to his collarbone. “Plus I quite enjoy the look in your face when you come undone.”

She was on top of Max. Him already inside her. She’d been told not to move and she was keen on not getting in the middle of their feud lest she become a victim.

Max is already a mess. Oscar knows exactly what he’s doing. It has been a half hour and he’d successfully brought the Dutchman into some reluctant form of submission.

It’s a game played between the two. Another race of sorts to see who could get control first. She was privy to whatever happened and always ended up on the other side blissfully fucked out.

Both of them like having it. Neither of them like letting it go.

Oscar sets himself in between Max’s legs right behind her. His hands reaching down the front of her to toy gently with her clit.

She blames it on the fact that being good with their fingers is part of the job and that’s why it’s an addicting feeling. She bites into her lip to suppress a moan.

“Nu-uh, you sound to pretty. I want to hear you.” And then she can’t hold it back. The sounds he’s pulling from her are soft and gentle whines.

Max is once again getting inpatient. He’s attempting (and failing) at thrusting his hips into her. Alas, Oscar is pinning his waist with his free hand. The weight stopping Max from really getting anywhere.

Oscars fingers are speeding up. He lets go of Max’s waist to guid his hands to the females hips. She can already feel the bruises forming. It’s Max’s only way of attempting to restrain himself from losing any sense of control he has left over his actions.

Her rapidly approaching edge is only being escalated by the feeling.

Then somehow they both move. Oscar makes to attack her neck and shoulders with his teeth and Max’s leans upward and attaches his mouth to her tit.

It’s overwhelming. Every nerve in her body is being stimulated. Their skin rubbing agains hers intensifying every feeling. Their names roll off her tongue like it’s the only things she knows how to say.

“Cum for us, love.”

Every thought in her brain disappears. A silent scream falling from her mouth as she falls off the cliff. Her body goes rigid and the boys are continuing through her high.

She almost collapses into Oscar, but his body keeps her upright. Her ears are ringing and her chest heaving.

But she is well aware this is far from over.

~

“Mate we are definitely invading their privacy.”

“Well it’s to late to go now.”

“So far, you still owe me fifty.”

“I highly doubt they are finished.”

~

She regains her breath eventually. Neither of them have moved since she came down aside from gentle touch’s and the whispers of sweet nothings. She can actively feel Max relaxing and melting at Oscars flowery words.

Oscar set the pace of how she moves. Complete control over her body and actions. He’s calculating the timing of everything.

Max has officially given in. His hands are now bruising her thighs but he’s past the point of fighting anymore. He just lets Oscar guide them through it.

He’s grinding her body into his. Max is a moaning mess beneath her. Quite pleas grace her ears as Max begs for anything more then this.

Oscars moans are also picking up. He’d taken to moving her in such a way the her body also presses against his. He’s essentially grinding into her ass as she moves.

“Fuck- your two are so hot.” Oscar breathes into her skin. He quickens the movements, slamming her hips down into Max. She can see the Dutch losing his grip on reality. Her finger dig in his shoulders as his dig further into her thighs.

Then Max is beginning again. His back is arching forward and he’s tipping over the edge. Somewhere she can hear Oscars approval and his broken moans as they both finish.

Warmth floods her body and coats her back. It’s times like this she wishes condoms were not a necessity at that he actually finished in her so they could do things with it later.

Regardless, she’s yet to finish a second time and she thinks that the boys will pull her off. She is wrong and instead Max is finally getting his wish and thrusting up into her.

She can’t even warn them as she falls over the edge again. Her brain now empty of anything except feelings and sensations and her attraction to the males in the room.

~

“How many rounds do you think they’ll go?”

“No idea. How many have you gone before?”

“When I have the stamina for it, maybe six. You?”

“Maybe five, that I can count.”

“What do you mean that you can count?”

“You’re telling me you’ve never lost track before?”

“Unless I was drunk, never.”

“We should definitely change that.”

~

Oscar’s turn with her now. Her thoughts are completely lost and her body feels floaty. Almost as if someone gave her laughing gas. It only increases her sensitivity.

She can barely register what’s happening. Oscar is inside her and Max is down her throat. She suffocates and chokes on him but the feeling of the Aussie pinning her down with his weight and his hips snapping rapidly counteracts it.

Max keeps placing her hand on him somewhere so she can tap out of he’s fucking her mouth to hard or just needs air. But it keeps falling. Her brain to foggy to control her own actions.

It’s not long until she’s at the edge for a third time and the other two are still chasing their highs. She registers their praise in there somewhere. ‘Good girl’ and ‘perfect’ can be heard leaving their lips in between pants, moans, and swear words.

Oscars hips stutter agains her and Max is leaking down the back of her throat. The sensation is almost as if they are conducting a symphony of highs and lows. It’s mesmerizing and she could get lost in it forever.

~

“He still hasn’t been on top and honestly, I’m shocked.”

“I really didn’t think Oscar had it in him.”

“I think you just hate the idea that you’re the bottom between you two.”

“I am not! Why would you even think that anyways?”

“I don’t know, you just radiate bottom energy.”

~

Normally, they’d start with oral. Tonight, it’s how they are winding down.

Max is between Oscar’s thighs sucking him off. Oscar is between hers lapping unceremoniously at every fluid coming out of her. And she is just a writhing mess.

She’s lost her words and her brain. Reduced to a pile of flailing limbs and floaty feelings. Her hands are searching for a body she knows is there but can only find soft brown locks and the hands that are prying her legs apart.

She's lost count out this point how many times they’ve tipped her over that edge. She knows Oscar must be getting close again as well. The moans vibrating her core getting progressively stronger.

She's hitting the wall in her brain where she can't go any further. "Osc, I can't." She slurs. She could stop them if she wanted to. But then the floaty feeling goes away, and she doesn't want that yet.

"One more, love."

Oscar digs his fingers into her as Max brings him to his breaking point. She follows after him. The look is his eyes sending her fave first once again into the abyss of pleasurable fire.

She does scream this time. Her body contorts in ways she didn't know were possible. She doesn't register the tears sliding down her cheeks or Max's lips on hers, trying to get her to calm down. The taste of Oscar is still fresh on his lips.

Her whole body aches. All three of them are panting heavily, collapsing onto the bed ungracefully to catch their breathes.

She looks between them. How did she get so lucky? And how on earth are they both so damn pretty?

"Next time, I'm in charge."

"Must we go another round to show why that's not happening?"

Their voices are pretty, too. Swimming in her ears as she continues to look between them.

"We gotta get you cleaned up, lovely."

Her body spasms once again at the touch of her lovers, and she violently shakes her head no. She doesn't want to leave this head space. She wants to stare here in this blissful state.

The bed shifts as the two males get up. She whines in disapproval is attempts to get her body upright.

She fails miserably.

Then come back with rags. It's a normal routine for them, getting cleaned up the reassuring and cuddling and spending time with each other.

"I think we bruised her pretty good." Oscar admires his work and caresses her skin thoughtfully.

"Os, are there extra towels? You have like two in here that aren't already used." Calls out Max from the bathroom.

"Should have extras in the closet, I think "

~

"Of fuck."

"Maybe he means a different closet?"

The two males anxuisly await what could be their demise. The heavy footsteps of Max make its way closer.

"Do you want your sweats, love?"

"Yeah, actually."

The two waiting for their doom are so grateful that Max at least will be covered while he kills them.

Then the light from the room is burning their retinas, and the two are shielding their eyes.

"What the fuck?!" Max slams the closet doors back on them. "We're going to put clothes on, and then you are going to explain yourselves and hope I don't kill you both."

"Can I have my fifty bucks before I die because if you?"

"Absolutely not."

[danikamariewrites]

Can you pls do a part 4 clingy reader Rhysand and Azriel rhysriel poly ddlg relationship

where they do cute things for reader and take her out on cute little dates to the bookstore, pincnics,movies and coffee bc reader is shy and has social anxiety so they do cute little things where there isn’t much people buy on the rare occasion they go to loud places so they can help reader with her social anxiety/anxiety

Acts of Service hc

Rhysriel x reader

A/n: hey guys! Sorry again for being inactive lol. I’ve been so tired when I get home from work I have like 0 energy for anything. But I’m finding the motivation to keep writing so thank you for being patient with me

Warnings: none

These two will do everything for you

You never have to worry about a chore or want with Azriel and Rhysand bc they make sure all your needs are met

Even if it’s just the little things during the day. For example Rhys always gives you his arm when walking down the stairs or around the house

Azriel always reaches things high up on shelves for you

And they both keep you close out in public, parties, and meetings if you attend

There are specific things that they do for you everyday

Rhys lays out your outfits so you’re always matching

He’s a lil fashionista of course he’s going to be in charge of curating the best wardrobe for you

How could Rhys let his High Lady look anything but her best

Rhys loves playing with your hair too. He brushes it before bed as a way for the both of you to relax and he often braids it

When you have to go to the court of Nightmares he dresses you like his lil assassin to get a point across

Azriel made sure you are very skilled with daggers

The fact that you can hold your own and could kill a man with a slice is a huge turn on for them

Azriel escorts you everywhere

He loves holding your hand when on walks, shopping, eating, and even cuddling

You and Rhys are the only ones that

Rhys and Azriel always make sure they have a gift for you when one of the, comes home from being away

Usually Azriel is the one who’s away so he and Rhys work together to make sure there’s a store Az can get something for you and Rhys pays for said item

He always carries you when the three of you fly somewhere since Rhys gets you most of the time Azriel likes to keep you as close as possible while he’s home

Dates are always special for you 3

It doesn’t matter if it’s an at home romantic dinner or they take you somewhere fancy, it’s always special

Your favorite dates are the ones away from prying eyes of the citizens of Velaris

You love your people and the city but get anxious when they just stare and ogle at Rhys and Az openly especially when you’re right next to them

Picnics by the lake and weekends away at the cabin are the best

You just cling to them and they make sure you’re fed and warm and give you lots of love

There are times when you like going to the city for dates even if you get anxious

Rhys and Az know your favorite treat is the bookstore and coffee and that’s a once a week thing

Except if you’re bored or sad then they take you again on another day

When your anxiety acts up they are really good at noticing it especially Azriel and his shadows

His shadows adore you and protect you all the time

If Az isn’t there then one of his shadows is always with you wrapped around your arm like a bracelet

They have a cool soothing touch but nothing beats physical reassurance from your boys

When you get really anxious you immediately find on of their hands to hold them or cling to their arm, pressing your forehead into their bicep

They’ll start rubbing the back of your neck and pressing kiss on your head

“It’s ok darling, I’ve got you.” Rhys likes to say

They lead you to a quiet place to help you calm down until you’re ready to go or want to keep spending time out with them

Rhys and Azriel don’t care either way they just want you to feel safe

And if you being safe means winnowing you home immediately and hiding under blankets on the couch then they’ll do it

[m-jelly]

Ulterior Motive - Chapter 2

Levi x reader

Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, mafia, Gangs, Alternate Universe - Gangsters, Gangsters, Yakuza, Alternate Universe - Yakuza, Romance, Love, Love Confessions, True Love, First Love, Yandere aspects, Protective Levi Ackerman, Possessive Levi Ackerman, Tattooed Levi Ackerman, Blood and Violence, Eventual Smut, Childhood Friends

This chapter: Levi visits you in the morning and you share a sweet moment together. After a nap with Levi, you go with him and play the role of his fiancee and meet a rival gang member. You get close with the rival gang member, which is something Levi and Erwin have not been able to do resulting in the two praising you for your amazing work.

Ao3

Part 3

Ding Dong.

The damn doorbell woke you from your sleep and it pissed you off.

Bang, bang, bang!

Now they were knocking. So, you reached for your phone and saw it was 5 am, too early to function. Bed and sleep were needed, you worked a lot and last night was rather fucked up with the old man groping you. You needed sleep.

It was quiet momentarily, but then you heard what sounded like your door and smart shoes. You lifted your tired head and strained your ears, but heard nothing. You flopped back down and went back to sleep. While you slept Levi entered your apartment and quietly made his way to your bedroom.

He approached the side of the bed and sat down. He placed his hand on you and gently rocked as he said your name. “Wake up.”

You opened your eyes and whined. “Mm.”

He smiled softly as he tangled your hair around his fingers and kissed. “Come on, wake up.”

You gazed at Levi. “Mm…Levi?”

“That’s me.”

You rubbed your eyes. “Were you knocking?”

“Yes.”

You frowned in thought. “I didn’t answer.”

He grabbed your face with one hand and squeezed your cheeks over and over, he adored how squishy you were and soft. “You didn’t. Rather rude leaving me out there.”

“Well, it’s 5 am. I need sleep.”

He watched you roll over and put your back to him. “Hmm, but I require you for a meeting.” That was a lie, he just wanted to spend as much time as possible with you. “We have an agreement.”

You curled up tightly. “It’s too early.”

Levi looked at his watch. “Is it?”

You sat up quickly causing Levi to blush hard at seeing you in just a shirt with messy hair. “Wait a minute! How did you get in?”

“I used your door.”

You stared for a moment. “It was locked.”

He stared back. “I picked it.”

“All three!?”

He tilted his head a moment before reaching out and playing with your hair. “Is 5 am really that early?”

“Yes.” You flopped back. “On days off you should have a lie-in.”

He ruffled his hair. “What is a lie-in?”

You gazed at Levi. “You’ve never had one?”

“No.” He looked away and blushed. “Don’t laugh at me.”

You smiled at him. “I won’t. We can’t know everything in life. So, it’s went you stay in bed to rest or nap. You normally cuddle a blanket, cushion or a cuddly toy.”

He liked that sound of that if it involved you. “Can you cuddle people? Like those you care about?”

“Yes.”

He hummed and caressed your cheek. “Well, how about we cuddle and have a lie-in.”

You felt your heart race. “Oh, well…”

“We either cuddle, or we get up for the day.” He held back a smirk when he saw the horror in your eyes about getting up. “Think of the cuddling as practice for our arrangement.”

You thought about his reasoning. “Oh, makes sense! Let’s cuddle. I need sleep.” You yawned. “You should probably take a few things off.”

He went bright red again. “Wh-what?”

You closed your eyes. “For comfort. I can’t imagine wearing a suit in bed is comfy.”

He relaxed and pushed away his dirty thoughts. He felt like a pervert with you sometimes, but it was hard when you were so fucking cute. He pulled his blazer, tie, waistcoat and belt off as instructed. As he unbuttoned his shirt a bit he made his way to the other side of the bed. He climbed into bed and lay there momentarily, feeling awkward and confused. However, when you hummed and rolled to face him he felt a need overwhelm him. He wrapped his arms around you and held you. He felt so happy and complete.

Levi rested for a while but his phone vibrating annoyed him, it meant someone was calling. He yanked his phone and snarled. “Tch, what?”

The poor young gang member panicked at Levi’s tone. “S-Sorry sir for disturbing you, b-but we h-have your order for y-your fiancée. W-We were expecting a c-call about bringing it u-up.”

“And? Did I call you?”

“N-no.”

Levi’s eyes went dark. “Then why did you call me?”

“I’m s-sorry!”

“Levi?” Your sweet voice made Levi blush and gaze at you. You smiled at him. “Is that your crew?”

Levi rubbed your cheek. “Yes. They have your clothes and gifts.”

You sat up and rubbed your eyes. “I’ll let him in.” You slipped out of bed to show Levi that you were just wearing a long shirt like he suspected. “There’s no point though seeing as you’ve unlocked my door.”

Jealousy and possessiveness consumed Levi, he did not want his men to see you in this cute way. Before he knew it he had launched himself out of bed and grabbed your wrist. His eyes were wide as he gazed at you, he could see he’d taken you by surprise and had flustered you. Seeing you like this, so taken by him made him happy, it meant you either had romantic feelings for him or found him attractive, both he liked.

He placed his hand on your waist as his other hand caressed your cheek. “I’ll greet them. You should change. I don’t want my fiancée meeting my men dressed this way.”

“Mm.” Your heart was racing so much. “Y-Yes. Oh, but you’ll be nice to your men, right?”

Levi clenched his jaw a moment before smiling at you. “Promise.”

“Okay!” You grinned at him. “I’ll get changed while you work.”

He kissed your forehead. “Good girl.” As soon as he parted from you his positive aura went and his smile vanished. He felt irritated again. He loved that he was in your apartment, but he didn’t like he was pulled away from you. He shoved your door open to see his men waiting with your gifts. “Hurry.”

The one who called him bowed. “S-sorry again, sir.”

Levi wafted his hand. “It’s fine.” He pushed his soft raven hair back with his slender hand with scars and kissable veins. “I overreacted. Forgive me.”

All his men stopped and stood in pure shock at their boss saying sorry to them. They all bowed to him and confirmed that it was okay. It’d only been just over two weeks that you appeared in his life again, but it seems you’d softened him already. They were counting their blessings and hoping that you wouldn’t leave Levi and stay with him because who knows what he’d be like if you left. They feared the day that someone kidnapped you.

You skipped out of your room and smiled. “Hello, everyone. Lovely to meet you all.” You walked over to Levi and hugged his arm. “Were you nice like you promised?”

“I was.”

You hummed a laugh. “Good.”

He kissed the side of your head. “Everything here is for you.”

Your eyes widened when you saw the countless bags and boxes from designer places. “Wow, it’s so much.”

“Anything for you, my darling bunny.” He looked up. “Thank you all, now leave us a moment.” He waited for everyone to hurry out before speaking. “Our agreement is between us. They all think you’re my fiancée.”

You giggled. “Fun!”

He walked over to a small bag and picked it up. “This one is important.”

You walked closer. “How come?”

He pulled out a small box and showed it to you. “This is your engagement ring.” He opened the box to reveal a delicate ring that had little white stones that reminded you of snow. “What do you think?”

You welled up as you gazed at the ring. “It’s stunning. Thank you.”

He took your hand and slipped it on your left finger before kissing the back of your hand. He smiled against your fingers as he admired how flustered you were, it made him happy that you were so taken with it. “You look like a princess.”

You whined a little. “Thank you. I uh…I wasn’t expecting a ring.”

“You’re my fiancée, you need a ring.”

You smiled at him. “You’re right.” You gazed at your hand. “It’s beautiful.”

Levi walked over to the gifts he got you and looked at the dresses. “Mm, how about this for our date?”

Your cheeks burned. “Date?”

He handed you the sweet summer dress and the comfy pretty shoes to go with. “Well, I have a meeting to go to that involves a few leaders. This means there will be single women there that will be forced on me.”

You hugged the dress against you. “Don’t worry, Levi. I will play the perfect fiancée for you.”

“Thank you.” He sat down on your armchair. “I’ll wait here for you.”

You dragged your dress on first before doing your makeup and hair. After admiring yourself, you slipped your shoes on and moved outside to see Levi tapping away on his phone. “People asking for you?”

“Mm.” He looked up and felt his heart skip a beat. “Cute.”

You twirled for him. “Yeah?”

He hummed a laugh. “Perfect.” He waved you over. “Come here.”

You walked over to him. “Yes?”

He held your hands as he smiled up at you. “You’re so pretty.” He covered your hands with kisses. “Now, let’s get you something to wear on top of all this.” He released your hands and looked in the boxes. “This jacket.” He stood up and helped you put it on. “And I think a nice pair of earrings and a delicate necklace.”

You smiled as he put the jewellery on you. “Thank you.”

He put his arm around you. “Let’s go.”

You hummed. “Don’t I need my handbag?”

“I’m paying for everything.” He took your phone and slipped it into his pocket. “Let me know when you want your phone, okay?”

You nodded. “I will.”

He led you to the waiting car and sat in the back with you. He leaned over and whispered. “Our background is we met in my club about a year ago. I came onto you. We’ve been a couple for over a year and engaged for a month.”

You hummed in response. “Got it.”

He held your hand. “Are you okay with touching and some light kissing?”

“Oh, yeah…”

He hummed a laugh. “I won’t kiss you on the lips, don’t worry.” He massaged your hand. “I’ll only do things that you consent to.”

You shifted in your seat. “I won’t mind if we need to kiss.”

“Noted.” He tried hard not to smirk, but the idea of kissing you made him very happy. He felt incredible knowing that you were all his and that he would show you off all night as his fiancée. “How are you feeling?”

You thought about the task at hand. “Nervous, but I feel rather confident.” You gazed at him. “There anything major I need to know about you? I know your mum and dad. So, is there anything else?”

He went through his life after leaving you, that he had taken over for his father and started leading the group. How he made the group more successful and the power of his family was the highest it’d ever been. He went over a few things he liked and didn’t like, but it hadn’t changed much from when he was a kid. Finally, he went over his tattoos and explained the most meaningful ones to him. He enjoyed that you touched his tattoos as he talked about them like you were a fascination to him.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Levi got out first and then helped you out. “Take your time here. There are a lot of nosey people in there who will ask you countless questions. Others will judge you.”

You let out a long sigh. “Story of my life.” You held his hand. “I’m used to people judging me.” You hummed in thought. “I mean I’m not pretty or slim, so they just do.”

Levi growled as a dark look came over him. “How dare they. You’re perfect.”

You kissed his cheek causing him to blush hard. “You’re sweet.”

He felt his obsessive side slip as he pulled you closer. “Oh darling bunny, you’re so much sweeter. I just want to devour you.”

You flushed. “Le-Levi.”

“Levi!” The moment was broken when a big blonde man with ocean eyes hurried over. “This her?”

You gazed up at the big man. “Hello.”

He offered his hand to you. “Erwin Smith. I work closely with Levi.” He leaned closer and whispered. “I am aware of your arrangement. I’m the only one who knows, so don’t worry too much when you’re around me.”

Levi tugged you against him. “Too close.”

Erwin chuckled. “Playing the part well, I see.” He called your name. “If you need any help on anything, such as the business information and how things run just let me know. I’m here to help you.”

You smiled at him. “Thank you so much.”

“I take care of a lot of the deals and money handling and take a lot of the heavy load off his shoulders.”

You gasped in delight. “You’re pretty amazing. Thank you for helping Levi so much.”

Erwin smirked. “Well, you’re welcome.”

Levi bit your earlobe. “Pay attention to me.”

You giggled at Levi being playful, but really he was being needy and possessive. “I’m here, Levi.”

He huffed a bit. “Good.”

Erwin nodded to bring Levi’s attention to someone across the room. “Pitel is here and he’s asking to speak with you. Business talk.”

Levi gazed at you. “Could you sit here for a moment?”

You sat down on the nice chair. “Sure. I’ll stay here.”

He clicked his fingers and got you a drink. “I shouldn’t be long, okay?”

You reached up and cupped the side of his face. You leaned closer and kissed the corner of his mouth. “I’ll miss you.”

Levi knew you were doing this for show, but his heart was racing so bad and he just wanted to grab you and kiss you. He let his passion take over, so he cupped the side of your neck as he kissed along your jawline before nipping and sucking your skin. “A little reminder of me.”

You shivered in pleasure. “Mm.”

He pulled back. “See you in a bit.”

You waved to him as your heart raced, you couldn’t believe he was so loving. “Could I have my phone?”

He handed it over. “Here. Bye, little bunny.”

You fiddled with your phone and saw messages from Lucas. You smiled and texted him back and told him what you were up to and asked if he could give you updates about the club. He told you he was so bored because you weren’t there that he was gonna mess with Shino. You warned Lucas not to, but the next thing you knew he’d sent you a slightly blurry picture of Lucas running and Shino close behind with a death glare. You snorted a laugh and messaged Shino to ask him not to kill Lucas cause he’s too much fun. Shino promised you he would just hurt him slightly.

“So cute.”

You looked up when you heard a soothing voice like a honey bourbon. He was an impressive man, but he wasn’t your Levi. He was tall and muscular but had a small waist. His pecs were rather big so his shirt was unbuttoned over them. He wore a red smart shirt with black markings on and it was tucked into his smart trousers with a belt. His black braces with silver clips looked like real silver and were silver. His trousers were grey and pinstriped with black. The sleeves on his shirt were rolled up to show one of his arms was covered in tattoos. He had black leather gloves which was normal to see on those in gangs and mafia. He had a few earrings in his ears and was an incredibly handsome Japanese man with a long neck, strong jawline and piercing eyes. He had naturally pink lips and pearly white teeth. His hair was incredible. It was short at the front reached the sides of his eyes and arched nicely to frame his face. The rest of his hair was long and reached his shoulders. His lashes were black and long. A small beauty mark was right under his left on his cheekbone.

He sat on the coffee table and smiled at you, he even smelt amazing. It was like he was a walking god, but his clothes seemed a bit tight and the coat resting on his shoulder like a cape reminded you of Levi. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you but I couldn’t help but notice you and your laugh was so cute.”

You gripped your phone and smiled. “Thanks. I was just laughing at my friend.”

He tilted his head as he smiled at you. “Lucky friend.” He eyed you. “What’s your name?”

You gave your first name. “What’s yours?”

He offered his hand. “Shuji Ando. You can call me Shuji.” He kissed the top of your hand. “Lovely to meet you.”

“You too.”

He pulled back and felt a bit shaken because you didn’t react to his name. “You’re not from this wild world, are you?”

You hummed a bit. “No, not really. Are you famous?”

He chuckled and leaned his cheek on his hand. “I am.” He eyed you closely. “So, who do you know in this world?”

“Only a few. I know Lucas Lionheart, Masashi Shinohara, Erwin Smith and more importantly my fiancé Levi Ackerman.”

His perfect brow raised. “Really? You’re the fiancée he keeps talking about.” He eyed you again. “I get it. I mean, you are incredible and cute.” He eyed your hand. “Can I see the ring?”

You offered your left hand. “I love it. It’s so cute and delicate.”

He took your hand and eyed your ring. “No diamonds?”

“I don’t like them.”

He hummed a moment. “Well, I would have gotten you something bigger and more expensive.”

You pulled your hand back and admired your ring. “I adore it.”

“I guess that’s all that matters, hm?” He smiled at you. “I’m surprised he doesn’t wear a ring too. The way he talks about you just sounds obsessive. He’s an interesting man.”

You grinned. “He’s wonderful in every way!”

Shuji admired you. “Love looks good on you. I wish I met you when you were single.” He leaned closer. “I would spoil you so much. I just have this urge to give you everything you could ever dream of.” He eyed you and noticed your jewellery and clothes. “Seems like Levi does that.”

You played with your earrings. “He does spoil me a lot. I tell him to calm down, but he can’t help himself.”

He hummed a laugh. “You are just so cute and sweet. Most girls who date men like us want our money and for us to give them a lot of gifts.” He tapped his earrings. “They ask for me to give them my earrings.” He lifted his wrist or my bracelets and watch.”

You leaned over and eyed his watch. “It’s rather chunky.” You lightly touched it. “Mm, heavy too.”

“Do you like it?”

You shook your head. “I don’t like wearing watches.” You smiled at him. “I do like leather strap ones, they’re nice.” You fiddled with his watch. “This is rather big.”

“Cost me a couple thousand.”

You gasped and pulled back. “A-Ah! Oh, I probably got it dirty. I’m sorry.”

His eyes widened at how adorable you were. He started laughing at you before wiping his tears away. “You are so cute. You really aren’t in it for the money, huh?”

You whined. “How could you walk around wearing something so expensive? Aren’t you scared it’ll get broken?”

“You are beyond cute. If only you knew how much the rest of my clothes cost me.”

You nibbled your lip and shifted in your seat. “That’s stressful.”

Shuji could tell the clothes and jewellery you were wearing were expensive, but he didn’t want to break you and make you panic. “Tell me about you.”

You snapped out of your worry and relaxed. “Mm, well…” You talked about what you liked and the things you enjoyed, it was a bit hard to talk about yourself. When you talked to Levi it was so natural and enjoyable, but this was odd. “Ah, that’s it.”

“Do you have a job or does Levi spoil you?”

You nibbled your lip. “Sometimes I work as a hostess at one of Levi’s clubs. It’s a lot of fun. Levi personally protects me.”

“That’s adorable. He lets you work, but keeps a close eye on you.”

“He does.”

While you were talking to Shuji you were so wrapped up in the conversation that you didn’t notice people staring at you both. Some people were even talking about how you might be his new lover. The way Suji was close to you and touched you a bit, along with smiling and laughing with you. To others, it seemed like he was trying hard to flirt with you and win you over as his. However, you were rather oblivious to it all.

Shuji called your name. “May I have your number?”

You gripped your phone. “Oh, um…”

“Sorry, I’m pressuring you. I just want to be friends. It’s okay to say no, I won’t push it.”

You nibbled your lip in thought before smiling. “Okay.” You reached over. “Phone, please.”

He handed it over to you, something he has never done before in his life. “All yours.”

You tapped his phone and saw his background was him shirtless. “Huh, you’re a bit full of yourself.”

“I have a lot of self-love.”

You put your number in his phone. “Self-love is good.” You saved the number and flinched when a picture of a woman with barely anything on appeared on the phone. “Oh, your girlfriend of booty call is calling.”

He took the phone back and sighed. “Sorry. I can imagine you don’t think very highly of me now.”

You smiled at him. “I don’t judge people on their sex life or romance life. Do what makes you happy and as long as you both want it.” You shuffled in your seat and downed the last of your drink. “It’s not like you’re trying to impress an engaged woman, right?”

Shuji tapped his phone against his lips and hummed a laugh. “Well, it’s hard to not flirt when the engaged woman is my dream woman and she’s so adorable.”

You giggled. “I bet you’re like this with all women.”

He shook his head. “No, no I’m not.”

You felt a bit nervous as he gazed at you, it was a dark and lustful look that you’d never seen before in anyone. Part of you wanted to escape this situation, so when you saw Levi walking back over you were so relieved and excited. Then you saw it. When Levi clocked you the look in his eyes for you made you breathless. Shuji had lust, but Levi had this soft caring and loving look. Levi even smiled at you and walked a little faster over to you. You liked the way Levi looked at you and you liked him a lot. It took this little moment to realise you had very deep feelings for Levi that went beyond friendship.

You stood up and opened your arms. “Levi.”

He wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly. “Mm.” He inhaled deeply and felt himself melting. He nuzzled the crook of your neck before glaring at Shuji. He needed to assert his dominance and loving claim to you. “I missed you.”

You pulled back a bit and smiled brightly at him. “I missed you too. Did your meeting go okay?”

He nodded. “It did.” He caressed your cheek before leaning closer and kissing your cheek repeatedly. “I want to run away with you.”

You pressed yourself against him and softly spoke. “Safe.”

Levi knew you said it with the intention of him not hearing you, but he heard you. His possessive side was incredibly excited knowing that you found safety in his arms. “I’ve got you, my darling bunny.”

“Mr Ackerman?” Shuji rose to his feet and approached Levi. “I must say, your fiancée is an absolute delight. We kept each other company while you were busy.”

Levi squeezed you. “I appreciate it. It’s odd how it took me leaving my fiancée for a bit for us to interact.”

“We’re like two ships passing in the night.” He smiled at you. “Your fiancée brought two big worlds together.” He bowed to you and said your name. “It was wonderful to meet you. I will bid you all farewell.”

Erwin put his hands in his pockets. “We’ve been desperate to get a moment with him and it took your fiancée one simple meeting.”

Levi rubbed your back. “She’s a miracle.”

You pulled back from Levi. “I’m kind of tired and hungry.”

“We’ll go together to eat something.”

You released a long sigh and walked with Levi and Erwin. As you moved you glanced around to see people were staring as Levi held you close. The hatred and jealousy rolling off some of the women was intense. When you got out of the building you felt so much better, like all the pressure was gone. You understood that you had a role to play when you were around Levi. Today was the first time you were playing the role, so there was a knot in your stomach forming. A sickness was building up, you felt like you had failed to play the wonderful fiancée.

Levi stopped walking and said your name. “Are you okay?” He reached over and wiped under your eye. “Why are you crying? Was today too much?” He snarled. “Did that fucker Ando say something upsetting?”

You shook your head. “Mm.”

Erwin looked around and moved people on. “I think she’s overwhelmed.”

“I l-let you d-down.” You sniffed. “I was a terrible fiancée. I played the role so poorly. I barely did anything.”

Levi hugged you. “You did a wonderful job.”

“All I did was sit and talk with Shuji and get his number.”

Erwin’s eyes widened. “What did she just say?”

Levi pulled back a bit. “Did you just say you got Shuji Ando’s number?”

You sniffed a bit. “Mm, yes I got his number.” You fiddled with your phone and showed him the text from Shuji after you had put your number into his phone. “See?”

Levi gazed at it. “This…this is…incredible. We haven’t been able to get close to that shithead and here you are walking into our world on your first day and you get this fuckers number!”

Erwin laughed. “That is impressive.”

You whined. “Really? But.”

Levi cupped your face. “You’re amazing.”

Erwin smiled at you. “You’ve managed to achieve something we never could. Well done.”

Levi picked you up making you squeak. “I’m going to spoil you for dinner. We can go anywhere you want.”

You felt nervous and flustered at the way Levi was holding you, his perfect hands gripping your body and his face close to yours. You wanted to hide, so you hugged him and hid your face against the crook of his neck. “Mm.”

Erwin chuckled. “So oblivious sometimes.”

Levi frowned. “Me?”

“Yes.” He smirked. “Think about your hand placement.”

Levi squeezed your bum making you mewl at him. “Hmm.” He smiled and enjoyed touching you a bit. “Let’s get you some food.” He kept carrying you letting Erwin take the hint that Levi was in love with you. He carefully placed you on a seat and ordered food and drinks for you Erwin and himself. “You know, you did so wonderful today. You’ve gone above and beyond.”

You smiled a little. “I’m glad.” You handed your phone over to Levi. “I can imagine you want to monitor texts or calls between us.”

Levi nodded as he studied your phone. “We will. Hange will sort it for us.” He placed the phone down. “For now, enjoy this moment and your victory.”

As you ate your food you noticed Levi had a bit of a sad look on his face. It appeared the way Shuji made you laugh and smile today was playing on his mind. At first, he had been jealous and possessive, but now he was thinking about it he realised that Shuji was treating you like a goddess and all he had done was make you cry. Confusion was all he felt. Levi was a mix of many emotions, but confusion was the highest. He wanted to be your one and only, he wanted to be your lover, he wanted to be yours forever. Normally his twisted yandere feelings won him over, but his darker negative thoughts were slipping into his head and heart.

You reached over and took Levi’s hand. “You know, Shuji was boring. I prefer being around you. Like this morning, I loved cuddling with you as we napped.”

Levi’s cheeks burned. “Really?”

You hummed as you nodded. “Plus, he has no taste. He said my ring was bad, but I love it. My engagement ring is incredible.”

“He said bad things about it?”

You lifted his hand and kissed it. “You know, he said that he’s surprised you don’t wear a ring.” You leaned closer to show off your cleavage unintentionally. “I hope you don’t mind, but I want to buy you a ring.”

Levi’s eyes lit up. “I’d love that.”

Erwin sighed. “I hate to ruin this moment, but I will help you get a ring so it’s a surprise for Levi.”

You smiled. “Thank you.” You yawned a little. “Sorry, I’m a bit tired.”

“We’re far from your home, right?”

Levi played with your hair. “I could take you to my hotel. I’ll get you a nice room. I need my men to set up your home a bit more.”

You rubbed your eyes a bit. “Mm, okay. Are the beds comfy?”

“Very.”

You leaned against Levi and sighed. “Perfect.”

Levi hugged you as you got sleepy. “She’s so cute.”

Erwin smiled. “You’re in love with her, aren’t you?”

Levi scooped you up and carried you out of the restaurant into the night. “I do. I’m deeply in love with her. I’ve been in love with her since we were kids.”

Erwin opened the hotel door, walked over to the front desk and got the key for one of their best rooms. “Almost like fate with you two. So, you going to actually romance her and get her to be your real fiancée?”  

“I intend to.”

Erwin hummed a laugh. “Well, if you need help just let me know.”

Levi lay you down on the hotel bed and put a blanket over you. “I’ll take you up on that offer.” Levi moved the hair from your face. “She’s perfect.”

[justcallmesakira]

PORT MAFIA RANPO WHO... {2}

Sypnosis:

PM! Ranpo x reader

Warnings: guns, established relationship, gets suggestive, lovebites, implied smut, reader is a bit shy and timid type (not like y/n tho1)

Genre: romance, suggestive

A/N: back with pt 2 guys!!! i litterly have 0 motivation to do this shit but welp I LOVE PM RAN- wait no nononononon i hate ranpo i hate him he sucks !! stop it sakira you cant simp for him AAAAAAAAAHG

Port mafia ranpo who confessed to you just when the agency got in trouble so he gets to spend more time with you and the agency gets in trouble too, he barely cares about them, the only thing he wants to lay victory on is you

Port mafia ranpo who sends you buckets of sugary sweets and bouqets of dark red carnations to remind you that a floret of a deep shade of crimson symolizes posession

Port mafia ranpo who makes sure whoever hurted you or hurts you in the future in any way gest to know just what torturous things the great executive can do

Port mafia ranpo who only giggles when his subcordinates stare at the separate box of candy on his table which has a certain ada member`s intial on it

Port mafia ranpo who will soon enough gaslight you into moving in with him because it keeps you much closer to him! Cant let his treat astray to the dogs

Port mafia ranpo who shamelessly flirts with you on the gatherings of the pm and ada even when you try pushing him away to let everyone know what both of you are he doesnt care about the conflict which could happen at all

Port mafia ranpo who is a lot intense than he acts, just because he always acts cheeky and all doesnt mean he is any less powerful

Port mafia ranpo who calls you to his office in the middle of the day and makes you sit on his lap as he working, He just loves to see you squirm because of him!

Port mafia ranpo who always has an eye for you so when you tried to take a glance at what his working on he simply write on the piece of paper "My eyes are over here sweetheart" which instantly shakens you up

Port mafia ranpo who loves making you flustered in every way possible! whether its a hickey or a lovebite, or just a penthouse! He knows every thing you like. And i mean everything

Port mafia ranpo who intentionally marks you on places where it is obvious to see so everyone knows who you belong to what? he cant eat his own candy now?

Port mafia ranpo whos extremley rough in bed especially after a long day of handling idiots, so dont be surprised if you cant walk tommorow!

Port mafia ranpo who will make shifts and mistakes in your routine so he can appear wherever you are and call it concidence he just wants to spend time with his lovely little candy

A.N: hopeyallranposmpsenjoyedthiscrap

Tags!: @terururuko @typcallysid14 @little-miss-chaoss @biscuits-spooky-corner

Divider crds!: @cafekitsune

[de4dlyniightshade]

i'm having a Sad Day, do u have spence/chip/raymond hcs about how they'd react to u struggling to do basic tasks like getting out of bed/showering?

(yes i am using u for therapy bc i don't have irl therapy this week love u)

i don't have therapy at all but definitely should🤞

꩜ PAIRING: spencer/chip/raymond x afab!reader

꩜ RATING: none

꩜ WARNINGS/CONTAINS!: mentions of depression/very low motivation and mood.

© to de4dlyniightshade. no translations/reposts.

A/N: couldn't pick so i did all three🤞

spencer:

doesn't really understand at first bcs he's very stuck in his routine no matter how he feels but as soon as you explain that you're just really no feeling it he understands completely.

gives you space to spend however long you want in bed but definitely routinely checks on you.

brings you food when he makes himself something and eats with you.

if you're struggling to shower on your own he absolutely will shower with you, washing your hair and your body.

if it's ever really bad he insists on calling into work so he can stay with you for as long as possible.

brings you any and all foods that promote serotonin like the seeds and nuts penelope brought him.

chip:

understanding immediately and grudges going to work if you're sulking in bed but knows that the money he does get will be spent mostly on you.

speaking of which, will bring in your favourite snacks after work and bring them to you when he gets home.

lays in bed with you for however long you'll let him.

will jokingly drag you out of bed to shower with him, pouting and fake crying until you give in because he knows a shower will make you feel better.

so so so many kisses and hugs.

takes you for a nice long drive to relax and get you some fresh air without you having to walk anywhere.

plays music really loud and convinces you to dance with him.

brushes your hair.

raymond:

rots with you.

will absolutely stay in bed and sleep with you for hours, even into the afternoon if you want.

very understanding of your situation bcs he's been there before and knows what it's like.

doesn't force you to do anything but encourages you a lot, making sure you know you don't have to but he's there for you if you need him.

feeds you well, anything and everything you want.

stoner ray is true in my heart so will light up with you and get as wasted as physically possible until you're both in another world.

tells you how proud he is of you when you bring yourself to shower.

kisses you on the cheek all the time.

[oliver-quick-ens-my-pulse]

NSFW Alphabet for Ominis Gaunt

Warnings - 18 + smut

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Ominis is very sleepy, but first and foremost concerned with caring for you. He wants to make sure you're comfortable and cleaned up before committing to snuggling into you for a nap

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)Ominis likes his own hands the most. He knows that pleasure he's able to bring you with them and they're what allow him to completely memorize the softness and angles of your body. His favorite part of yours is your stomach, he loves teasing you around it, making you think he's about to relieve you when he isn't. He loves the feeling of it and how it connects to your softest and most sensitive areas.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) He loves feeling his cum go down your throat, the way you gag around him and he feels you swallowing to get down all of his seed. He praises you while you do it too.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) His dirty secret is that he really loves sex in the Undercroft. It feels like his own private haven and place to relax and being able to have you there just really makes him feel possessive in a good way.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)He's not had a lot of hands-on experience, but he considers himself well-read with thorough research done. He takes his time with you the first time you have an encounter, committing to learning what your body likes the best.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Ominis headcannon for that is here he is a slight softy and enjoys positions that keep you guys as close as possible

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Ominis is pretty serious and committed to a loving experience or a very dominating experience with you. He can also be a good submissive depending on the day and how stressed he is, but sex is always super important for him to have that connection for you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Ominis probably makes an attempt to keep things tidy for his own comfort. His chest is bare, but a trail of light-colored hair goes from his stomach down to his pubic area. The rest of his body is mostly hairless, just covered in some fine blond hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) When you're making love and it isn't just kinky, he's very sweet. He spends the whole time doting on you, praising you, and telling you how much he needs you. He also spends a lot of time on foreplay here, being as sensual and slow as possible to enjoy every inch of you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) He likes to edge himself for long periods of time. He's really fond of building up his orgasm and tries his best to wait out for you. He lays in his bed at night torturing himself and fighting for his own release.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) He likes to be called by a term like daddy or sir. He likes the power trip and being able to have it in a safe space with you. He alternatively loves the idea of being submissive to you and begging for your attention. It's euphoric when you finally lay your hands on him.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) The Undercroft, your room to avoid Sebastian. Sometimes he charms the Undercroft to keep Sebastian out and gaslight the hell out of him into thinking he's going crazy.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) He's really motivated by how audible your pleasure is, it really spurs him. Since he likes to let space drag on between your encounters to intensify your need for each other he loves to tease you in semi-public settings. Like in the quiet library, he enjoys saying things to get a rise out of you or putting a gentle hand on your thigh.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) He wouldn't want pain to be a substantial part of anything you two did. Gentle things like scratching, biting, and sucking are okay with him, but nothing more intense than that.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) He loves both so much, but his desire to please you is very high. He gets so many tastes and textures when he's giving you head and teasing your thighs in the process.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) He's usually a slower pace, but very hard and aggressive strokes if he's the one giving. If he's received he shamelessly likes it fast and rough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) He doesn't particularly like them, but if he's desperate enough he'll absolutely shove you up against a wall and be very forceful in taking what he wants.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) He's open to trying new things with you, he just likes to talk about details a lot beforehand. As long as it isn't inherently for pain, he'll try with you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) He has a lot of stamina. You usually have a pretty intense first round of things followed by 2 or 3 slower sessions, taking much more time with each other.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) He wouldn't want to jump to using toys, he would be adamant about trying to please you with the body parts that he has first. He wouldn't outright say no, though and if you insisted it would make things better he would relent and end up enjoying it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) He teases entirely too much, he loves to tease you in the most subtle ways to drive you crazy all throughout the day.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) He can be quite loud in the throes of pleasure. He's got a lot of gasping and whimpering that comes out alongside moans of your name. He cannot keep quiet to save his life.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Ominis is a sucker for letting you undress him

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Headcannon for detailed pp info here. Ominis has such fair skin with all of his beauty marks scattered into different shapes, sizes, and shades. His skin flushes so easily when he starts to heat up and he can't hide his desire. He's girthy and grows when he gets hard to a full 8 inches.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) It's fairly high, but he's excellent at hiding and keeping both of you at bay to build up the tension for sex that's gonna create fireworks.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Once he knows you're all comfy and taken care of, he's going to crash so fast. He won't even notice the soft kisses you give him as you stare at how peaceful he is.

[dandelionprints]

More Than Enough

(Tommy Shelby One Shot)

As some of you will know if you’ve seen any of my posts, I’ve not had any motivation to write and have really felt my inspiration dwindling on a daily basis. I had a little bit of that motivation come back to me this evening so I thought I’d use it to write this short one shot. It was quite hard to write as I feel like my self belief is at a low right now so I was questioning myself a lot when writing it but fuck it, I’ve finally completed a WIP after weeks of not writing, I hope you enjoy!

Day had slowly turned into night in what had felt like only a matter of minutes in your bedroom, the only light now coming from the fireplace and a lamp that was lit on your desk. The comfort of the fire warmed you as the air grew cold.

Piles of invitations were laid upon the wooden surface with various addresses to the wealthiest people within England and Scotland. This charity ball had better get you a lot of fucking money after all the time you’d put into it, not to mention the cramp that was now very apparent in your fingers.

“Come to bed love, it’s getting late”, Tommy whispered against your shoulder before moving the strap of your nightie to the side and gently laying a kiss on your bare skin.

“I will my love, I’ve just got a few…”, you began, getting cut off swiftly by an exasperated sigh from your husband that caught you off guard.

“Y/N, you’ve been at this for hours, you need to get some rest. I would also like to spend some time with my wife. Please, come to bed”

You turned to look at him standing there in just his boxer shorts, a look of pleading in his expression. Those eyes of blue almost boring right through you, making you melt like they had the first day you’d made contact with them.

You sighed feeling guilty, “I know, Tom. But if I don’t do it then who the fuck will? They’re meant to be delivered to everyone tomorrow and I feel like if they’re not perfect then I’ll be judged even more than I already am”

A wave of insecurity swept over you unexpectedly. Fuck you hated that feeling, never feeling like the life you’d married into was something you deserved. The money, the big house, the handsome gangster husband. None of it.

“Who do you think is judging you, the people invited?”, his eyebrow raised as he took a step toward you, kneeling at your side, “don’t take any notice of what they say, they’re all twats in expensive suits”

You nodded your head and averted his gaze, instead choosing to pick a spot on the floor to focus on.

“I know what they say, Tom. ‘What’s a girl like that doing with a man like him? A former peasant girl who used to have to beg for scraps on the street? She’s probably only with him for the money! Oh, and the maids too, they do everything for her’”

“Who have you heard say that? You tell me and I’ll send Arthur round to have a chat with them, no one talks about my wife like that!”

He stood with his fists balled at his sides, his knuckles white from the tension. Grabbing his arm you pulled yourself up and squeezed him gently, his muscles tight under your grip.

“No! Please don’t, it’s not a big deal”, you used your free hand to bring his face towards yours, “All I’m saying is I’m well aware that they don’t think highly of me. I just want to show them I’m no longer that peasant girl who had to beg for food and money, that I’m capable of organising a charity event and doing as much for it on my own as I can without the help of staff or other influences. I want them to know I work hard, Tom”

He hadn’t taken his eyes off you the whole time you’d been speaking, too fixated on every word you were saying. He brought his hands up to either side of your face and cupped your cheeks.

“You work harder than any of those fuckers that are invited, the only reason they’re on the guest list is cause they have money, and lots of it. They don’t have a clue what shit you went through to end up on the streets or how we met, which if I remember rightly wasn’t when you were still having to sleep in the gutters. They don’t know fuck all about anything, none of them do”, he said, stroking your cheeks with his thumbs.

Bringing your hands up you held onto either one of his wrists, your thumb on the back of his hand.

“I know love, I just want to show I’m enough. Enough to be deserving of this life we’ve built. Enough to be with you when there are so many other beautiful women out there who would drop their knickers for you with just a snap of your fingers”

He chuckled then before his expression turned soft, moving his face closer to yours, hands still cupping your cheeks.

“Darling, you’re more than enough. You always have been”

His lips connected with yours in a soft swoop, holding themselves there for a while before curving up into a smile.

You smiled back feeling a rush of warmth in your chest, the butterflies fluttering around in your stomach making themselves known.

“Now c’mon, bed”

This time you didn’t have a choice in the matter as he swiftly swept you up into his arms and carried you towards the bed. You giggled as you wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling the warmth of his skin against yours, the signature smell of whiskey and cigarettes moving to your nose.

Placing you down onto the bed he knelt over you and kissed you again, this time with more passion.

“I think it’s time I show you just how wrong those people are, how it’s really me who is unworthy to be with you, Mrs. Shelby”

The firelight continued to flicker, casting shadows around the room, the plans of finishing the invitations now well and truly gone.

Right here in this very moment, in your big expensive house, on the expensive Egyptian cotton bedding beneath you on your expensive four poster bed, the only thing that mattered was that the love of your life truly believed that you had always been enough, no matter what.

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Tagged: @peakypoet @moral-terpitude @lyarr24 @cillmequick @mrkdvidal1989 @shelbydelrey @alasya16 @tommystargirl @elenavampire21 @adaydreamaway08 @slaypussypop-21 (unable to tag) @bluesongbird @zablife @cljordan-imperium @look-at-the-soul @rangerelik

[aurivelles]

WONYOUNGISM ep 1 ｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ | motivational acc

EPISODE 1 : Mental health

🪽 — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — 🪽

— Hello and welcome to my wonyoungism episode 1, today I will be teaching you how to finally enter your wonyoungism era!

— The wonyoungism aesthetic that's been going viral around tiktok, tumblr and basically everywhere, is not just about glowing up physically but also mentally!

— "How do I improve my mindset?" "How do I become more confident?" Well you've come to the right place my love!

— Coming from someone who just got into their wonyoungism era!

1. Be kind to everyone! If you wanna start with confidence and mental health, I recommend being mindful of your surroundings and be considerate of others feelings. I recommend this a lot because people will start looking up to you and your kindness personality that's likely borrowed from an angel. ♡

2. Set boundaries! Yes, be nice to everyone but being nice to everyone doesn't mean you have to let other people treat you like nothing! If someone disrespects you, I recommend cutting them off because those people will never help you get anywhere but only bring you down to their level. ♡

3. Stay organized! Having an organized bedroom, backpack, closet and basically anywhere you roam around is such a nice feeling! Clean environment = Happy environment! Deep clean your room and throw out everything you don't need or don't use anymore and start fresh! ♡

4. Make a journal, write anything you want in it such as your planned occasions, routines, make it your daily diary and basically anything you want! ♡

5. Have an organized sleeping schedule and don't always stay up so late! It can be both physically and mentally tiring for you and stress is not for girls like you! You deserve some proper rest. ♡

6. Don't stress yourself, over academics, selfcare, confidence, or anything! Remember, we have to take baby steps before we get to the big ones. ♡

7. Listen to some calming music and try to detach yourself from social media to get a relief and a sign of relaxation and freedom from social media attachment!

8. Read books, draw, do anything productive that can help you become happy! Don't spend your day laying on your bed, I promise that won't get you nowhere. ♡

— That's all (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ I hope you enjoyed reading this xoxo, follow and come back for more future tips!! ♡

[donnabenevientosimpingzone]

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Can I have more Donna headcanons plz. I'm a lonely lesbian who loves fiction female Italians

Lmao I got plenty<3

- y’all probably know I interpret her pretty differently. She’s a lot stronger and independent than the normal but she’s still a super anxious and shy individual. She’s a beautiful paradox I cannot begin to describe.

- She’s high functioning depressed and autistic. On the surface she’s someone who has order and routine- who can handle being at meetings with others and talk to people as equals- but spend enough time with her and you’ll see that she will just lay in bed and not get out. That she thinks herself as smaller than others.

- Angie is a side of herself she’s stored away, the memories and personality Donna had with Claudia. In order to keep that final happiness, all those memories are stored in Angie and has influenced the doll to be the way she is.

- Donna has never experimented with her powers to know their full capabilities. Even the concept that she can cause nightmarish hallucinations to kill someone without raising a blade terrifies her.

- She has an accent that comes through when she’s tired or just not thinking about it. Sometimes it’s so heavy that even she’ll jump at the sound of her own voice.

- Cursed solely in Italian. Angie’s the one that says “fuck” and Donna can live through her.

- Donna cannot take full control of Angie, just heavily influence her- if Angie doesn’t want to do something then Donna can’t force her hand. It rarely happens though.

- On uncommon days she’ll walk through her woods around the manor with Angie. Her anxiety, esteem, and motivation must all line up but every time she doesn’t regret it and comes home with a sense of peace.

- A horrible fidget when she’s not aware of it. During meetings or talks or anything that her brain is running anxiety on- she’s still as stone. But at home, she’ll speak to Angie with her mind unable to focus on one thing. Her hands will play with her hair, tug at her dress, tap against a teacup- head swaying to watch strands of hair swish in and out of her vision- feet shuffling against the floor, picking at scabs or the peeling skin beneath her fingernails- just to name a few. You’d have to be very close to her to see any of it in action for yourself though.

- Existentially stuck in the past. Although she’s aware of the present and what the future may hold- she’s constantly thinking about the past, comparing it, using it to determine what person she is. Getting close to her is a difficult task when the past still haunts her and controls her.

- During episodes of breakdowns where she just does not want to live like this anymore, she’ll pick and pull at the Cadou infesting her eye. Cursing it for keeping her alive.

- Her anger manifests in two ways; a depressive self hatred that causes her to coil in on herself- where she feels guilty for being angry at all and tells herself over and over to just suck it up, it’s not a big deal- or an expressed destruction where she loses majority of control over her powers and dolls run rampant.

- Her sadness is a building cycle. She’ll get upset at something and cry, but absolutely hate herself for it and scold herself for being weak, which then makes her feel worse, and she’ll continue this cycle until she’s exhausted and just can’t cry anymore.

- She’s a mix of self loathing and self love. On one hand she will destroy any mirror she sees her reflection in and go days punishing herself for simply existing, but on the other hand she really does want to love herself. It manifests as a weird ball of complex feelings- she could be proud of an accomplishment but also feel shit that it isn’t the number one best accomplishment ever- and that she’s a fool for being happy about it. Yet she keeps it around, calling upon it as a comfort… even if at the same time it brings her pain.

- Simultaneously wants romance and affection but also absolutely terrified by it. She’ll read the books and let her creativity run wild, surprisingly a hopeless romantic, but if it’s even an inch close to her in reality- she’ll rather run.

- She’s on the autistic spectrum to mistake normal, platonic affection as romantic. Hell even if she doesn’t have feelings for that person- she’ll gaslight herself to “catch feelings.” In the past, she’s fucked up a relationship that way- becoming an aggressively toxic person for the attention, affection- wanting the person only for herself and herself only- and unknowingly manipulating them to fulfill that selfish, unconscious desire. She’s realized her mistake months after, and has become much more reserved and mindful because of it.

- A sponge for knowledge. She’s a big ole nerd, loves anything to do with science, has little mock research she’ll do with her own garden that’ll tickle her. While she herself is more on botany, Angie ends up soaking in more zoology, both of their knowledge combined is beyond impressive.

- She feels music very deeply in her heart. Doesn’t matter if it’s instrumentals or with lyrics, it resonates with her strongly and she has strong attachment to particular songs based on memories, feeling, and hope.

- Sleeps with some sort of noise- white noise, music, the rain- sleeping in complete silence unnerves her.

- Wakes up to Angie screaming in her face every morning. Wouldn’t have it any other way<3

- Angie eats and drinks in small amounts, the Cadou is still a parasite that needs substance, but since it’s a part of Donna’s Cadou- Donna can sometimes feel the effects of what Angie eats. Woman could be taking a stroll and suddenly taste dirt cuz Angie ate shit chasing a squirrel.

- Protective of the remaining eye. The Cadou took away the sight in the eye it infects so Donna has learned to deal with challenged depth perception. She’ll often reach for things too far right or left if she ever got full vision back.

- Silent walker without even meaning to be. She also somehow manages to silently run (if she is on the unique occasion to jog through the woods).

- Doesn’t sweat easily. Her body is already naturally pretty cold so any form of workout will need to be pretty long/intense for her to start sweating.

- She is aware her body (especially at the ends) is pretty cold. She refuses to give anyone hand shakes because she’s secretly Elsa and will freeze yo’ ass.

- Angie jokes that Donna stands in the sun to photosynthesize, rather than to warm herself up like some kinda sunbathing lizard.

- Surprisingly very warm during the winter, Donna’s an ice pack in the summer and a heat pack in the winter.

- No she doesn’t know why either wheeze.

- On the few occasions she’s free from her anxieties- Donna is quite chaotic. She used to be the prankster of the family and still has part of that alive within her- Angie especially has to be the victim of said pranks (but she loves it no matter how loudly she complains)

- Doesn’t like to have pictures of herself taken, but Donna does have a rare few in-the-moment photos she adores.

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Marine Admirals: Love Languages

Sadly Aramaki/Ryokugyu is not included because there isn’t enough info on him, but I will definitely make more on him when we get some info!!! Enjoy! ~

Akainu 🌋

ACTS OF SERVICE

• I imagine Akainu is not a big PDA guy. What goes on behind closed doors stays behind closed doors, and that’s that.

• I feel like with his man you’d have to seriously bargain to even get to link arms with him while on walks together.

• I also feel he’s a busy body, and constantly getting his work done before everyone else, so obviously he dedicates a lot of his time to his job, I mean he is an Admiral.

• However, he shows his love through acts of service. Thats how I see him displaying affection.

• He’ll make you a pot of coffee or tea if he’s the first to leave in the mornings, he’s considerate of you still sleeping in the morning so he’ll quietly move about the room, which is quite the feat for a man of his stature.

• I feel he would appreciate if you did things for him as well, like watering his plants for him or making the bed, to me Akainu seems like he would be a very clean and organized person so whenever you do more than your share of chores I feel he would be greatly appreciative.

• Maybe, just maybe, if his day wasn’t too hard and he’s not in a bad mood when he comes home, you’ll earn a small kiss on the cheek to go with his thanks!

Kizaru ✨

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION

• This man is absolutely smitten when you compliment him!

• ‘Oh my Borsalino are you wearing the new tie I got you ? It makes you look so handsome!‘

• cue extremely happy, giddy giggles and noises, this man will absolutely return the favor and fawn over you.

• I imagine he’s always complimenting you in public as well, he’s not shy about it. He not only compliments on your appearance but your work as well, you two are ALWAYS praising one another

• He will always notice if you do something with your hair or outward appearance, whether it be a new skin care routine or shaping your eyebrows differently, prepared to be complimented!

Aokiji ❄️

QUALITY TIME

• Ah yes, Aokiji, mr falls asleep any and everywhere at every waking moment.

��� He loves spending time with you. With no one else around, just you two sharing a peaceful nap or affectionate moments together.

• He loves the comfortable silence you share sometimes, where it could be you reading a book or some other hobby provided it isn’t too loud or impeding on his need for a quiet space. Just being near you is enough to make him feel comfortable and loved.

• Loves laying his head in your lap while you’re occupied in something, whether it be talking on the Den Den Mushi with someone else, reading, doing paper work, whatever it is, if he’s not sitting with his head in your lap, he’s nearby, enjoying your presence.

• He would absolutely adore having you in his office while he’s at work as well, maybe it would actually motivate him to get some work done. The thought of getting to go home with you and relax there while ALSO getting Akainu off his back sounds heavenly to him.

Fujitora ☄️

PHSYICAL TOUCH

• Ever since I was introduced to his character I thought “ whoa, what a cuddly looking admiral- “

• Hand holding, hugs, footsie under the table, just so long as he’s touching you he’s relaxed and happy.

• I feel like he would cup your face a lot, and trace your features, would describe them to you if you asked, they would definitely be cheesy descriptions that make you feel so loved, he will definitely strive to make you appreciate how you look.

• Loves when you lean on him or guide him while walking, will gladly follow along, no objections whatsoever, he has you near and that’s enough to keep him satisfied.

• He is a HUGE hugger, and gives the BEST hugs, you cannot convince he otherwise!! He loves kissing the top of your head when you hug.