#it keeps the people on their toes

[acescorazon]

I have a fic idea for you cause i suck at writing, i don't know if its been done before but-- 👉👈 buggyxmihawk where mihawk is tired of watching buggy doing his eyeliner wrong so he offers to do it for him instead djdjskjd but once he is done he realize he now wants to ruin buggys make up completely uhum if you know what i mean 😏🤭 you can crocodile if you want idk he may have been watching the whole thing DO AS YOU PLEASE

YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND, COLO. Also, a loooooooooooooong time ago you said that i could make this into a yuri and i did. So this is my one (1) yuri fic of the year. Enjoy

(P.S. i think i lost the plot)

Title: All Dolled Up

Pairing: Fem!Bughawk

Rating: E

Word Count: 6523

Warnings: PWP, Fingering, Strap-ons, face sitting, very minor overstimulation, dirty talk (I guess don't ask me.)

Excerpt:

Buggy glances up just in time to see Mihawk walk through their bedroom door. “As always, you look stunning, my love…” Mihawk murmurs as she makes her way towards her with a hungry look in her eyes, “But…” But, what? Buggy thinks. “When are you going to be done?” Mihawk asks before quickly adding, “I’ve been dying to get a taste of you all night.” she complains, and her voice sounds tight, perhaps even a little desperate as the words leave her mouth. She drops down to her knees all of a sudden and stares up at Buggy with big, pleading eyes, and the act makes Buggy’s face burn slightly. “That’s what you always say…” Buggy whispers as she quickly adverts her gaze and then chuckles nervously, “You always need to taste me…” “Can you blame me?” Mihawk asks as she stares up at Buggy. She rests her chin on one of Buggy’s thick thighs, then sighs, “You can keep doing your makeup, I just need a taste of you. Please, just a little lick.” 

Buggy adores putting on makeup and sliding into something cute before taking some pictures of herself. It’s kind of like a hobby for her, something akin to painting but on her skin, and she finds the whole process from looking for inspiration to applying products to her face to be so fun and relaxing. Hell, even taking off her makeup and then getting ready for bed is something that she also finds peace in, but we can discuss her skincare routine some other time. 

If Buggy’s not doing her own makeup, though, then she’s most likely watching other people do theirs or scrolling through social media, looking for more inspiration. Speaking of which, the other day, she was scrolling through social media when she noticed a cute look that she has just been dying to try which happens to be a glittery red smokey eye with bright red lipstick. The moment she saw the look, she knew that she had to copy it. It’s a little average, sure, and Buggy usually likes to do something more creative and eccentric, but the idea is cute. Plus, she feels like doing something quick and easy tonight, instead of spending hours perfecting one look.   

Buggy feels so pretty as she sits in front of her vanity wearing a red skin-tight cutout dress that clings to her curves and shows off just a hint of her side and cleavage. She already has her hair done up in two long, cute blue pigtails that hang loosely at her shoulders, and now all she has to do is finish her makeup and take pictures.

After Buggy dabs some glitter on top of her eyelids, she picks up her eyeliner with a small sigh. Buggy has gained a lot of experience with makeup over the years, but one thing she’s never been good at is applying eyeliner. Her hands are always too shaky, and sometimes she draws it on unevenly or pokes herself in the eye and, ugh, it’s just the worst. Her girlfriend, on the other hand, is so good at doing eyeliner, but then again, she’s good at everything. 

Speaking of her girlfriend, Buggy glances up just in time to see Mihawk walk through their bedroom door. “As always, you look stunning, my love…” Mihawk murmurs as she makes her way towards her with a hungry look in her eyes, “But…” But, what? Buggy thinks. 

“When are you going to be done?” Mihawk asks before quickly adding, “I’ve been dying to get a taste of you all night.” she complains, and her voice sounds tight, perhaps even a little desperate as the words leave her mouth. She drops down to her knees all of a sudden and stares up at Buggy with big, pleading eyes, and the act makes Buggy’s face burn slightly.

“That’s what you always say…” Buggy whispers as she quickly adverts her gaze and then chuckles nervously, “You always need to taste me…”

 

“Can you blame me?” Mihawk asks as she stares up at Buggy. She rests her chin on one of Buggy’s thick thighs, then sighs, “You can keep doing your makeup, I just need a taste of you. Please, just a little lick.”

 

Mihawk’s words send a shiver down Buggy’s spine, and she forces back a small groan. Why is she like this? She wonders, but she would be a liar if she said she didn’t love how desperate Mihawk acts whenever she finds herself in the mood to eat Buggy out, which is often by the way. Anyways, how can Buggy possibly continue to do her makeup with Mihawk’s head between her thighs?

Buggy caresses Mihawk’s head lovingly, “Just…Just give me a few more minutes, okay?” She stammers quietly, though the idea of Mihawk eating her out until she’s a shaking mess is already at the back of her mind. Mihawk groans softly, “Fine, just please… I really need you.” She tells her, and the combination of Mihawk’s blunt words and her burning stare make Buggy squirm in her seat. She can feel a dull ache growing between her legs, but she tries to ignore it for the time being and get back to doing her makeup. Buggy just needs a few more minutes, and then Mihawk can do whatever she wants with her. 

Buggy leans forward and continues what she was previously doing. She tries to apply eyeliner to her waterline, but now her hands are a little shakier than they should be, and she can’t seem to focus. Buggy can feel Mihawk watching her every little move as she remains on her knees, peering up at her with the same intense gaze as before, but she tries to ignore her. 

Buggy moves to finally apply her eyeliner, but freezes up at the last moment. "Um…" She mutters, trailing off before setting her eyeliner pencil back down onto the vanity. “ Do you have to watch me? It makes me feel nervous.”

Mihawk sighs softly but looks away from Buggy. She keeps her head in her lap, though, running a soft hand up and down Buggy’s calf as she waits for Buggy to finally give her what she so desperately needs.

Buggy feels slightly better now that Mihawk’s not watching her so intensely, so she leans forward again and attempts to apply eyeliner to her waterline, but her hands are still so shaky and she more or less ends up poking herself in the eye even though she tries hard not to. “Shit.” She mutters under her breath as her eyes begin to water slightly. 

“My love,” Mihawk groans quietly when she notices Buggy’s struggle, "Do you need help with your eyeliner?" Pft… Yes… No… Maybe. 

Buggy tries to play it cool and like she didn’t just stab herself in the eye. “No, no, I’m fine,” She mutters, but when she glances down and sees how impatient and needy Mihawk looks at this very moment, she grows flustered again. The ache between her legs grows as she recalls the fact that they were literally in this same situation during lunchtime when Mihawk insisted she’d been dying to taste her all afternoon before making quite the mess of Buggy on the living room couch of all places.

Well... Buggy thinks, as her face grows hotter, Things would go a lot faster if Mihawk helped me out a little… "I mean… if you want to help, I'm not going to stop you."  She says with a sheepish grin, "But…just know, I could totally do it myself, baby.”

"...Mhm." Mihawk hums softly before finally getting up and reaching for Buggy’s eyeliner. Despite seeming slightly impatient beforehand, Mihawk applies eyeliner to Buggy's waterline slowly and with ease and precision. Her hand is nowhere near as shaky as Buggy's would have been if she applied the eyeliner herself, and Buggy can’t help but admire that about Mihawk. Even when she’s clearly impatient,  she still takes the time to do things correctly the first time around. After Mihawk finishes, she admires her handiwork with a smile, “What do you think?” She asks as she gestures towards the vanity mirror with her head.

Buggy smiles as soon as she sees herself and then quickly thanks Mihawk for everything. She gets up and gives Mihawk a quick hug, or she tries to at least. “You’re the best,” She whispers softly as she tries to pull away from their embrace, only to have Mihawk wrap her arms tightly around her. 

Mihawk leans forward and presses a soft kiss into the crook of Buggy’s neck, “You look so pretty tonight,” She mutters into her skin, and Buggy’s smile grows. Well, if she thinks that Buggy looks pretty now, she should wait until she sees her with her mascara and eyelashes on! “Thank you, thank you,” She chuckles, “But I'm not even done with my makeup yet.” 

“Doesn’t matter. You always look gorgeous.”  Mihawk replies as she pulls her closer to her, “I really don’t think that I can wait any longer, though, my love.” She whispers quietly. Oh, she’s just being dramatic as always, what’s another ten minutes or so?

“I’m almost done, I promise.” Buggy assures Mihawk with another chuckle, yet she puts absolutely no effort into pushing an extremely needy Mihawk away from her.

Mihawk pulls back ever so slightly so she can look down at Buggy, and she actually gives her a small pout. Cute . Buggy finds her girlfriend so unbelievably cute, especially when she does things that she normally doesn’t do, like pout. “Buggy.” She calls out in a soft voice as she leans down slowly.

“Hm?” Buggy replies, pretending as if she doesn’t already know what Mihawk is about to say to her.

“Come on,” Mihawk pleads, “Please?”

Oh, how could Buggy ever say no to such a pretty face? She puts on a small show by sighing dramatically, “Fine, but If you mess up my makeup, I'm going to be pissed,” Buggy manages to complain just seconds before Mihawk presses their lips together for a hungry kiss. Part of her already knows that her poor makeup isn’t going to stand a chance against Mihawk now that she has her hands on her, but Buggy just can’t turn Mihawk away. Plus, it’ll give her something to complain about later, and she would never pass up the opportunity to complain about something.

Buggy can taste a hint of red wine on Mihawk’s lips as their kiss quickly grows in intensity, it’s a rather intoxicating taste that she’s grown accustomed to over the years. She sighs softly when Mihawk begins to caress her skin. Mihawk’s touch is so soft and teasing as she slides her hands up and down Buggy’s arms and her sides, and Buggy has to admit, she thought Mihawk would have her pinned down to their mattress by now, but she’s pleasantly surprised. 

Buggy matches Mihawk’s passion and then some. She eagerly grabs at every part of Mihawk that she can get her hands on as they kiss in an attempt to show Mihawk just how much she wants her back. Mihawk’s skin is a little icy, but so soft underneath Buggy’s fingertips, and Buggy loves the breathy little noises Mihawk makes every now and again and how she shudders underneath her touch. 

Mihawk breaks their kiss for a second, just long enough to whisper softly into Buggy’s ear: “Let me take care of you tonight,” She tells Buggy and before Buggy can even get a word in, she smashes their lips together again. Buggy knows exactly what that means and quite naturally wants to complain and say something like: ‘Hey, it’s not fair how you always take care of me and don’t let me return the favor,’ but her complaints dry up in her mouth when Mihawk slides a hand up her dress.

It’s just Mihawk, she touches her all the time, and yet Buggy’s face still grows hot and her heart begins to pound furiously the moment Mihawk starts rubbing her through her underwear. She tries to focus less on her own shyness and more on kissing Mihawk back, but Mihawk’s teasing touches become harder and harder to ignore.

“Hawkeye…” Buggy whimpers between kisses. 

“I got you,” Mihawk assures her before she pulls her panties to the side and begins to massage her clit in gentle circles. Buggy’s knees damn near buckle at that moment, and she only adds to her own embarrassment by whining noisily into their kiss. Another cocky laugh from Mihawk only makes the whole ordeal worse, yet it adds to Buggy’s arousal. Her legs grow shaky, and she finds herself involuntarily trying to rub herself against Mihawk’s two fingers, desperate to get just a little more pressure against her clit.

Every little touch feels embarrassingly good and part of Buggy is ashamed of all of the sounds she’s making as well as just how turned on she is right now, but another part of her feels too good to even care. She clings onto Mihawk tightly, feeling herself start to grow a little overwhelmed by Mihawk’s lips, tongue, and just her fingers in general, and that feeling only grows when Mihawk’s rubs her clit faster.

Mihawk slowly eases a finger into Buggy’s pussy and then a second one, causing Buggy to whimper in response. She breaks their kiss and releases a shaky exhale as she clings onto Mihawk, panting slightly. “You aren’t about to come already, are you?” Mihawk teases. Buggy opens her mouth to complain again, but she ends up squeaking instead when Mihawk presses a playful kiss against her ear. 

“Oh, be quiet…” Buggy’s says and her voice is shaky as she tries to get the order out, all because of the way Mihawk is slowly pumping her fingers in and out of her. 

"Oh, what was that?" Mihawk asks with a smirk before she leans forward to whisper another teasing comment into Buggy’s ear. “You make the cutest little sounds whenever I finger you, you know that, right, my love?”

“Shut up…” Buggy orders only to have Mihawk laugh in her face again before kissing her again. 

Buggy breaks their kiss again a moment later, desperately needing some air. Her thoughts are all hazy and clouded with lust, but she’s still caught by surprise when Mihawk pulls her fingers back, leaving Buggy feeling empty, before quickly bringing them up to her lips and sucking on them. The sight alone makes Buggy’s face feel like it’s on fire, but she damn near screams when Mihawk makes a show out of the whole ordeal by moaning as licks her fingers clean. “You’re so…” She trails off because she’s genuinely so caught off guard and doesn’t know what to say. Eventually she finds the right words her hazy brain is struggling to say, “Nasty.”

Mihawk seems to find her response funny, “I couldn’t help myself,” She chuckles, “You just taste so sweet.” 

“Whatever…” Buggy mutters under her breath, trying to hide her embarrassment as she looks up at her girlfriend. Her red dress clings tightly to her sweaty body, making her slightly uncomfortable, and she’s just about to take it off herself, but Mihawk beats her to the punch. Mihawk pulls away from Buggy, only for a split second, though, so she can yank her panties and dress off of her and then pull her towards the bed behind them. Buggy whines. It took her longer than expected to get in that damn dress, but Mihawk was able to take it off of her in a matter of seconds. It’s unfair.

Buggy crawls into bed and then lies back with a soft sigh. She spreads her legs slightly, inviting Mihawk to settle between them, and less than a moment later the two are tangled up in another tongue-filled kiss. Her hands are instantly all over Mihawk again, squeezing and caressing any part of her lover that she can reach. She pays specific attention to Mihawk’s toned abs as well as her firm ass, though.  

Buggy gives Mihawk’s ass a rough squeeze, which catches the other woman off guard and causes her to gasp into their kiss. Cutie pie. Buggy thinks as she giggles and begins to unbutton Mihawk's dress shirt. Once Buggy has it undone, she runs her hands over Mihawk's toned abs again and then up to her chest before giving her breasts a soft squeeze. They begrudgingly break apart for a split second again so Mihawk can get her shirt off, and during that time, Buggy gets the chance to admire her beautiful girlfriend's strong body a little before Mihawk's lips are all over hers again. 

Oh, how Buggy wishes Mihawk would let her admire her and spoil her the way she spoils Buggy. She wishes Mihawk would let her stare at her like a love sick fool and admire every little detail about her, she wishes she could shower her in compliments and words of affection, and more than anything she wish there were just one night where Buggy got the chance to make Mihawk feel like she was a priceless gem meant to be protected and admired and cherished at all cost. 

Buggy manages to get Mihawk's pants undone in between sloppy kisses and tries to slide her hand down the front of them, but Mihawk catches her wrist. She pulls away from her lips and presses a gentle kiss against the back of Buggy’s hand. "Don't worry about me, this is about you." 

Sigh. This really isn't fair, but Mihawk gives Buggy a gentle, reassuring smile before she leans down and begins to trail hot kisses down her neck and chest.

"Seriously, Mihawk…" Buggy mutters as Mihawk sits her up for a moment to undo her bra and toss it to the ground "I want to make you feel good too," she tells her, and Mihawk gives her another smile before pushing her back down to the mattress and continuing to cover her skin in soft kisses,

"You already are," Mihawk assures her as she peppers her chest in kisses, "I feel amazing right now." That's … That's not what Buggy meant at all and she knows that. 

Mihawk continues her journey down Buggy’s body, and Buggy is yet again surprised and sort of impressed by how patient Mihawk has been so far. She thought that Mihawk would have her face buried between her shaking thighs by now, but Buggy’s not about to say anything because she knows Mihawk will tease her mercilessly if she does.

One of Mihawk’s hands dances across Buggy’s flushed skin. Her touch is light, feathery. and fleeing, and occasionally she teases Buggy by allowing her hand to get just close enough to the spot that she needs her the most before pulling her touch away completely. Maybe this has less to do with patience and more to do with revenge. Maybe Mihawk is making Buggy suffer after Buggy made her wait for sex. Ugh, she hates her. 

(She loves her more than anything in this world)

Buggy shudders and arches her back slightly when Mihawk runs her tongue over one of her nipples. She bites her bottom lip, trying to ignore the arousal that’s dripping down her skin as Mihawk plays with her chest. She reaches up and idly plays with Mihawk’s hair, basking in the feeling of Mihawk’s warm mouth and playful tongue, as well as the soft touch of one of her hands against her chest. 

Buggy gasps softly a moment later when Mihawk sucks harshly on her nipple, and she arches her back slightly off the bed again before threading her fingers through Mihawk’s short raven hair, and pulling her close. 

Mihawk seems to find her reaction comical, of course she does, because she chuckles softly at Buggy’s reaction before showing her some mercy. She lifts her head up from her chest with a cheeky grin and gives Buggy another quick kiss. Mihawk continues her way down Buggy’s body after that, pressing open-mouthed kisses down her stomach before moving down to her thighs.

Despite Mihawk’s earlier impatience though, she continues to tease Buggy a little. She rakes her black, well-manicured fingernails across the inside of Buggy’s thighs, causing goosebumps to form on her skin before she presses kisses all over them. At this point, Buggy’s feeling that same sense of desperation that Mihawk must have felt earlier. She wants to grab her by the hair and just…

Ugh.

Buggy’s heart races the closer Mihawk gets to her pussy and she feels a mixture of impatience and excitement fill her at that moment. She chews on her bottom lip as she stares down at Mihawk with lust filled eyes, suddenly remembering that she still has a full face of makeup on and that she’s probably messing up her lipstick if she hasn’t already, but all well.

There’s a smile on Mihawk’s face as she settles in between Buggy’s legs, “You’re shaking already.” She teases in a husky voice, and Buggy can’t help but look away after that. “And I thought I was the eager one.”

“Do you ever stop talking…?” Buggy mutters, shuddering slightly when she feels Mihawk’s warm breath against her pussy. 

“Why should I?” Mihawk asks with a small chuckle, “How will you know how beautiful you are or how divine you taste, if I stay quiet?” Oh, there’s no way in hell Buggy wouldn’t know all those things, not with how vocal Mihawk suddenly turns when she’s about to give Buggy the sloppiest head ever.  “God,” Mihawk whispers breathlessly as she leans forward and presses a kiss against Buggy’s clit, making Buggy jump slightly, “Have I ever told you that you look just as good as you taste?” Oh, there she goes again saying all that embarrassing shit, and yet… It works like a charm on Buggy. 

“Stop teasing me,” Buggy complains, and her soft whine turns into a sharp gasp when Mihawk gives her pussy one long lick. Her embarrassment grows because of course Mihawk refuses to listen to her and continues to tease her ruthlessly. Mihawk groans loudly as soon as she gets a taste of Buggy and she looks up at Buggy with the same intense look in her eyes from earlier. “Just as sweet as ever.” She moans before she buries her face into Buggy’s cunt. 

Mihawk makes sure to maintain eye contact with Buggy as she laps at her clit and pussy hungrily, but occasionally her eyes will fall shut, and Buggy can see the pleasure written all over Mihawk’s face as well as the blush that faintly spreads across her cheeks. 

It’s so embarrassing being eaten out like this, with Mihawk being so loud and vocal about how much she loves Buggy’s taste and how she can’t get enough of her. Buggy repeatedly tries to get her to shut up, but any time she tries, Mihawk chuckles at her and only grows louder. Her praises just continue to come, making Buggy whine and want to hide but there’s nowhere to go. 

Buggy throws an arm over her face, and at this point, she can’t bear to look at Mihawk anymore. The way she gazes at her is embarrassing, yet gratifying. Mihawk makes her feel so beautiful and wanted, but it comes at the price of making her painfully flustered, especially at times like this when Buggy can hear and see how much Mihawk enjoys simply giving her pleasure. 

Buggy closes her eyes as her pleasure slowly starts to consume her. Her hands wind up in Mihawk’s hair again, and she moans loudly as she grinds her cunt against Mihawk’s face slowly, unable to keep her hips still for a moment longer. 

Mihawk reaches up and grabs one of Buggy’s hands, and Buggy eagerly squeezes her hand as pleasure washes through her entire body. Buggy can feel her orgasm building up, and knows that she won’t be able to last much longer, especially with the way that Mihawk is lapping her up. “God, right there,” She says breathlessly as she raises her hips up slightly to meet Mihawk’s mouth.

“Mm, there?” 

“There, right fucking there. Oh, god.” 

Buggy’s moans grow louder and breathier the closer she gets to her orgasm. She squeezes Mihawk’s hand tightly as her hips buck forward again. It’s all too much, but at the same time, she wants Mihawk to keep going, “Faster,” she whines as her pleasure starts to consume her.

Mihawk hums and moves her tongue faster, seemingly egged on by the need to see Buggy reach her orgasm. She continues to watch her intently every step of the way, never letting up for even a second. 

Buggy reaches up with her free hand and grabs one of her breasts, squeezing it roughly as she opens her eyes again and stares down at Mihawk. She tries to watch her for as long as she can before she inevitably becomes too flustered to watch her girlfriend eat her out again. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as her orgasm builds in the pit of her gut. She’s close, so close, and lets Mihawk know by babbling out a slew of curses and poorly put together sentences. 

“Don’t stop,” Buggy whines in between sharp gasps and moans, practically begging Mihawk to keep going as she keeps her head locked in place with a firm hand. “God, Mihawk, I-” She whines as she grinds her wet cunt against her face again. 

Mihawk groans softly, and it’s then that Buggy glances down and notices that Mihawk has her hips slightly raised off the mattress and has her hand between her legs. God , Buggy thinks, feeling breathless just from looking at the sight of Mihawk touching her own pussy while she eats Buggy out alone. 

“Shit.” Mihawk hisses sharply all of a sudden, “So good,” she whines nosily,  “So, so good.” her breathless noises coupled with Buggy’s own pleasure are almost too much for Buggy to handle. She bites her lip hard as another wave of pleasure washes over her.  It seems so unfair that Mihawk won’t just let Buggy touch her, or better yet, taste her, but Buggy doesn’t have it in her to complain more right now.  

Buggy’s stomach tightens and she gasps sharply as she finally comes, “Shit, shit.” she whines out, squeezing Mihawk’s hand tightly. Her entire body goes tense for a moment, and she accidentally clamps her thighs around Mihawk’s head as her orgasm hits her. She quickly opens her shaky legs a moment later, though, and whines softly when Mihawk continues to run her tongue over her, cleaning her up and not wasting even a drop of her come.

Buggy’s legs are shaking as she closes her eyes and takes a moment to enjoy the blissful feeling washing over her body. “You’re amazing,” She murmurs to Mihawk as she strokes her head gently. Mihawk in turn, presses one last kiss against her pussy before getting up and kissing her, allowing Buggy to taste herself. 

Buggy pulls away from their kiss a moment later though, and presses her lips against Mihawk’s neck, leaving faint red spots across her skin, “Here, let me–” Buggy pants, She struggles to get her words out, but Mihawk seems to get the gist of what she’s trying to say and shakes her head. “No.” She responds without hearing Buggy out, “I’m happy just making you feel good.” But… Buggy thinks, hating how selfless Mihawk is at times. 

“That’s not–” Buggy’s words are silenced with another kiss, one that makes her pout afterwards. She really wants to make sure her girlfriend feels good, and doesn’t feel right when she’s the only one receiving pleasure because more often than not Mihawk ends up giving Buggy what she needs and doesn’t let Buggy return the favor. 

“It’s fine, I just want to take care of you.” Mihawk assures her again with a gentle peck. She reaches over and opens up their nightstand, pulling out a small bottle of lube, her harness, and a dildo, “Okay? don’t worry about me.” Buggy wants to protest, she really does, but doesn’t. She watches Mihawk put on her harness, still pouting. So stubborn, Buggy thinks a moment later as she watches Mihawk cover her cock in lube before getting comfortable between her legs again.

"You ready?" Mihawk asks softly, and Buggy whimpers, still feeling a little sensitive from her first orgasm. At the same time, though, she can’t deny that a part of her wants Mihawk to keep going. "Y-yeah, I'm ready," she murmurs, giving Mihawk a small, coy nod.

Buggy’s breath catches in her throat as Mihawk slowly sinks her cock into her. "Oh, god," She groans and quickly reaches up and threads their fingers together, squeezing Mihawk's hand tightly as she begins to start moving her hips, 

Mihawk fucks her with slow, steady thrusts, never breaking eye contact with Buggy for a moment. Her expression is soft yet focused, determined even, “Does it feel good?” She asks in a soft voice. 

Buggy nods her head quickly and hiccups out a response, “So good. It feels so, so good.” She tells Mihawk, and Mihawk gives her another affectionate smile in response, one that makes Buggy’s heartbeat soar. Buggy feels so hopelessly in love. There’s no way having someone smile so softly like that should make her feel so overwhelmed. She feels so lucky, so pretty, so loved. 

Breathy pants and moans pour out of Buggy's mouth but she's too far gone at this point to care. She just needs Mihawk as close as possible right now, she just… She lets go of Mihawk’s hand and hugs her tightly, sinking her nails into Mihawk’s broad shoulders as Mihawk slams her hips into hers. 

"Oh," Buggy whimpers, “Right there,” She says as she sinks her fingers deeper into Mihawk’s pale skin.  

Mihawk leans down and presses her lips against Buggy’s, and Buggy practically mewls into their kiss. She pulls away a moment later, turning her head to the side so she can catch her breath and, Mihawk presses her lips against her neck, sucking a bruise into her skin as she fucks her. 

Mihawk’s hips come to a slow stop before she pulls out of Buggy and flips her over. Buggy’s heart actually starts to race as her world shifts. One moment she’s looking at Mihawk and then the next, all she can see is a mountain of pillows and their headboard. Mihawk gives her a playful smack to the ass which causes Buggy to gasp, “You ass,” She hisses, but there’s no real weight to her words. 

Mihawk chuckles and gives Buggy another playful slap before she digs her nails into Buggy’s waist and starts fucking her again, “Sorry, I couldn’t resist,” She groans, dragging out her words as she speaks, “You have such a cute ass,” She says in between thrusts. 

Mihawk picks up her pace and shifts her hips ever so slightly, and when she finally hits Buggy's sweet spot, Buggy gasps sharply and claws at the sheets underneath them. Mihawk giggles again, “Does that feel good?” she asks again. God, more like amazing. And amazing turns into terrific when Mihawk pounds her pussy, causing moans and various profanities to fly from Buggy’s mouth.

Buggy lifts her head up a moment later and looks over her shoulder. She slowly starts moving her hips backwards, fucking herself on Mihawk’s cock, and enjoying the sight a lot more than she should. She can't seem to express just how good she's truly feeling right now. She never wants this pleasure to stop. She continues to fuck herself on Mihawk’s dick until one particularly hard trust has her practically crying from the overwhelming pleasure it causes. She stops moving her hips, letting Mihawk take over completely again and fuck her quick and rough. 

“Kiss me.” Buggy whines, breathlessly, and Mihawk obeys her order without hesitation. She leans forward and gives Buggy a soft, tender kiss that quickly grows rough and filled with tongue and leaves Buggy lightheaded. Her body is drenched in sweat and she feels another orgasm building in the pit of her stomach, “ God, I love you.” She tells Mihawk in between breathy pants, “God, I love you so much,” She babbles before she drops her head down and buries her face into one of the pillows at the top of their bed. "God, Mihawk, you're going to make me come again," She whines.

"Then come for me, my love." Mihawk orders as she reaches between Buggy's shaky legs and begins to rub her clit again.

Buggy doesn't last long after that, how could she when Mihawk's making her feel so damn good? One particularly hard hit to her g-spot has Buggy's toes curling before she's finally sent over the edge and coming with a loud moan. Her entire body is left trembling after her second orgasm for the night and she takes a moment to catch her breath. She whines softly when she feels Mihawk slowly pulling out of her, and she closes her eyes, feeling light as a feather and slightly sleepy. 

When she opens her eyes again, she finds Mihawk staring at her, patiently waiting for her to notice her, “What’s wrong?” Buggy asks in a hoarse voice. 

“Please, just a little more.” Mihawk asks, sounding like she’s damn near begging at this point, “You can go a little longer, can’t you? For me?” She asks, “Please, I just… can’t get enough.” 

“I…” Buggy replies, biting her bottom lip. She’s covered in sweat and getting tired, but Mihawk is staring at her with those big, pleading eyes of hers, and Buggy finds her almost irresistible. How could she ever say no to her?

“Please, just a little more,” Mihawk repeats, “I’ll take care of you, just…” She pauses for a moment before releasing a shaky breath, “Could you just sit on my face?” she asks as she leans forward to press a kiss against the side of Buggy’s temple. “Please, love?”   

Buggy feels like she’s going to scream. 

Buggy takes a moment to pretend to think about Mihawk’s request before nodding shyly, “...Sure,” She mutters, feeling her face heat up from just the thought of sitting on Mihawk’s face. They kiss again before quickly and quietly getting into position after Mihawk climbs out of her harness, with Mihawk lying down on the bed and Buggy climbing on top of her.

Buggy complains quietly about how embarrassing the situation is as she places her thighs on either side of Mihawk’s head. Mihawk, however, rolls her eyes, and reminds Buggy that it’s just her before grabbing her by the hips and forcing her down and onto her face. 

Buggy immediately gasps and grabs onto the headboard the moment she feels Mihawk’s tongue on her again, “Shit. Go slow…” She hisses and involuntarily tries to move away from Mihawk’s overwhelming touch, only to find herself unable to.

Buggy feels so sensitive right now, and every little flick from Mihawk’s tongue leaves her hissing sharply and squirming, but Mihawk has a tight grip on her. Anytime Buggy actually manages to move away from Mihawk’s touch, Mihawk simply pulls her back down and usually mumbles something like “Stay still.” before she continues to eat her out. It’s too much at first. Every suck, lick, and kiss leaves Buggy trembling and overwhelmed but Mihawk doesn’t stop.

Soon her arousal overpowers most of the sensitivity she was feeling and Buggy finds herself whimpering repeatedly as she grinds herself against Mihawk’s tongue as best as she can, just so she can get a little more. For the most part, though, Mihawk is completely in control and she laps Buggy up enthusiastically, moaning happily any time Buggy moans or calls out her name. 

However, it's one loud moan from Mihawk in particular that catches Buggy's attention. It’s then that Buggy looks back and notices that Mihawk is once again touching herself. Good God, she loves this shit, doesn’t she? 

(She’s not the only one.) 

Buggy swallows down a moan before she parts her lips and forces herself to speak as steadily as she can, “Let me…” She pauses as she feels another wave of pleasure wash over her, one that forces her to close her eyes and moan again. “Let me…” She tries to get Mihawk to stop and finally let Buggy take care of her, but she can't seem to get the words out. Mihawk sucks roughly on her clit before pulling away, panting. “No. Let me take care of you, damn it.”

“But...” 

“I'm fine,” Mihawk insists before she buries her face in between Buggy’s wet folds again. Buggy whines, but doesn’t make any further complaints. Instead, she finds herself watching Mihawk’s every movement as she quickly rubs her own clit. Buggy is utterly memorized by the sight and finds herself almost moving in sync with Mihawk as she sloppily rubs her cunt against Mihawk’s face.

It was already abundantly clear that Mihawk values Buggy’s pleasure over her own, but the way that Mihawk touches herself just highlights that fact even more. She rubs her own clit quickly, clearly just trying to get off as quickly as possible, but at the same time, she takes her time eating Buggy out, making sure she gets as much pleasure as possible. Buggy would feel bad for her if Mihawk wasn’t constantly moaning, and if she didn’t find the sight extremely attractive. 

Buggy grabs the headboard again, leaning her sweaty body against it as the pleasure once again becomes too much for her to handle. “Hawk... Hawkeye, I’m close.” she somehow manages to warn with some effort. The mere thought of coming on Mihawk’s face sends a shiver down Buggy’s spine and causes her to groan softly.

Mihawk moans loudly from underneath her, and Buggy takes that as a sign that Mihawk understands and that she’s close too. She sure sounds close at least. Her moans might be muffled but they’re becoming louder and louder by the moment, and Buggy notices how Mihawk’s moving her fingers faster just before she turns around and places her sweaty head against the cool surface of their headboard. 

Buggy’s thighs are shaking and aching, but she’s trying her hardest not to lose her balance as her orgasm inches closer. Hers and Mihawk’s moans are almost blending in with each other, and it’s hard to tell who’s making what noise, but it doesn’t matter at this point, it all has the same effect. They lose themselves in that intense moment, where everything seems to be just perfect. The perfect rhythm, the perfect pressure, the perfect amount of pleasure. The final blow comes when Mihawk suddenly squeaks and Buggy looks back just in time to see her girlfriend coming all over her own long fingers.

The sight combined with Mihawk’s high-pitched cry feels like a punch to the gut and leaves Buggy almost breathless. Buggy almost instantly feels a wave of intense pleasure wash over her entire body, and she grinds herself against Mihawk’s tongue sloppily a few more times before her body tenses up and she gasps, finally coming for a third time tonight

She manages to keep herself up just long enough to get from on top of Mihawk’s face before she collapses to the side of the bed, panting and shaking slightly from her latest orgasm. As Buggy tries to recover from her third orgasm of the night, Mihawk covers her in kisses and pulls her into her arms, holding her tightly, “Thank you,” She whispers to her, “I needed that so much."

“But I didn’t d–”

“You did enough. Thank you, I love you.”

“I love you too…” Buggy murmurs, giving Mihawk one last pout. She closes her eyes and is moments away from drifting off when she suddenly remembers that she has a full face of makeup on, or maybe she doesn’t. She isn’t sure how much of her makeup came off during sex, actually. She tries to get out of bed to check and remove any makeup that might remain on her face, but Mihawk clings to her like a koala, refusing to let her go. 

Eh, it probably doesn’t matter anyways. 

[wardingshout]

Zelda goes mushroom girl

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

In the shape of you, something new.

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[aesthetic-uni]

Misha Collins is the funniest straight man ever. He’s the only person to arguably queerbait in real life. He had to come out as a straight. He was told by WB to just stay bisexual. He’s living every homophobe’s nightmare scenario but the only difference is that everyone actually loves it for him

[krazieka2]

Here's a big old Fire Emblem Search & Find I did for the FE3H Masquerade Zine! Find the Golden Deer, but see if you can't find the rest of the students as well! For the ultimate challenge, see if you can't name every character! (Disclaimer two characters are NPCs with no names)

[vinceaddams]

it's required by law that all jumbled up old button collections must have at least 1 seashell in them

[relatablepicturesofgarak]

[billymarvel]

I like to imagine that, in a world where Billy has revealed his identity to the league, he gets invited to hero events or things similar BUT there are days he doesn't turn up as Cap. Instead, it's just him with a mask on, possibly an outfit without any brand names on it, and also perhaps a small cape. People think there's a new young hero-in-training, but no. It's just Billy, Captain Marvel, someone who's been in the scene for years. He just wanted the ability to sit on Diana's shoulders for the day. Maybe next month he'll do the same thing but on Superman's shoulders, instead.

[pickingupmymercedes]

Lewis being co-chair at the MET is something he build for years as a fashion enthuasist and now part of the creative process within the industry (although I have my critics to how that's unfolding)

you don't get invited to the MET just because you know someone there. just as you don't invite someone just because you know them.

please stop the discourse that Lewis could invite your favorites just because you want them there.

especially white f1 drivers.

the theme is literally fashion in the afro diaspora manifestations. Black Dandy is the MAIN inspiration.

there's not a single driver on that grid with the credencials to participate in a MET with that theme just because they know/work with Lewis.

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

What people think Hobie is doing vs what he's actually doing

[mollysunder]

For now, it's about 50/50 for whether or not these mysterious people that were included in the new trailer are members of the Gloriously Evolved. For fun, I'm going to break down why these people might be entirely unrelated to Viktor.

First, their bodies are clearly inlaid with gold, which does not replace their flesh. In the brief scene we get of these people the gold works as a conduit between their melodies and the magic around them. Meanwhile hexcore has entirely transformed Viktor's hand and leg into metal.

We know that Viktor's entire hand and leg have turned completely into metal because not only do his limbs make metal clinking noises and conduct electricity, but the animators on Bridging the Rift confirm it.

I've also seen some mention that the markings on the faces of these unknown characters represent Viktor's touch when he "healed" them. Upon closer inspection each character does have a five markings on their face, but they're detailed runes rather than Viktor's hand print, implying this may be related to a more intricate ritual rather than Viktor simply laying his hand on them and transforming them with the hexcore.

Really, these people have magic more similar to Mel Medarda. Mel is the one who appears to wear magical gold embedded in her skin to serve as protection magic. What Mel is doing with magic is likely far more simple compared to these people, but it's in the same vein. And that may be the entire point.

Viktor and his cult are the outliers. Whatever Viktor has done in season 1, and what he will continue to do in season 2 is a divergence (possibly perversion) of how magic should work/be treated in the rest of Runeterra, which makes sense! Viktor literally said he doesn't know what he's doing, he just keeps going.

What's likely happening in this scene is that some sect of mages, maybe they're acolytes of the mage that saved Jayce have become aware of the magical shenanigans in PnZ... and it's bad.

Then again, I haven't seen the leaks. Maybe I'm wrong, but I think this is all worth pointing out. (This is not a solicitation to tell what happens in the leaks).

[licollisa]

How come you always draw Chara and Frisk with different hair every time?

I always liked the fact that undertale's art is pixelated!!! you get this:

And you could interpret those few pixels however the hell you like. Just slap some traits that'd make them recognizeable and booyah. Can't go wrong with the design!

And as a bonus too you can see how other artists design these two. Artistic liberties all the way 🔥🔥🔥🔥

[officialladynoirette]

Grand daddy of pranks

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[vaguely-concerned]

I've been picking mostly only the essential flirt options with lucanis in the romance so far (I've personally found the dynamic much more natural and mutual when you do that, more like forming a solid friendship slowly and inevitably becoming something else and less like you keep pushing on him and getting little back b/c he seemingly just gets overwhelmed and goes into freeze instead), and I think rye is a pretty hard person to read at the best of times even though he's been Down Real Bad from pretty early on and their chemistry as people is naturally really good. so the way the almost-kiss plays out in this playthrough feels a lot like it has the added layer of lucanis realizing that no but for sure rook is flirting and not just being kind or a good friend* it IS actually happening it's not just wishful/fearful thinking!!! and then uh. maybe going a bit too hard a bit too fast in all the excitement at that revelation haha

*in lucanis' defense he has seemingly literally never had a friend who wasn't his cousin-brother before, under those circumstances I suppose some confusion is extremely natural if not outright expected lmao

[bonebabbles]

average day in the tiktok warriors fandom

he's. he's literally described on the page as enjoying the feeling of making cats viciously maul each other. He gets "validation" for his feelings constantly through Gray Wing and his other sycophants kissing his ass, and still maliciously and intentionally torments them. He beats women and children for telling him no

What they want is BREEZEPELT. This describes BREEZEPELT. BREEZE. PELT.

The cat who is ACTUALLY reprimanded by authority for being angry all the time?? The one whose dad screeches at him for having basic needs?? A character who is explicitly shown to be manipulated by an evil force because they're the only ones who validate his feelings??

THAT Breezepelt?? Ringing any BELLS?

Lemmie guess. Tiktok probably doesn't like Breezepelt much because if you acknowledge that he's a child abuse victim, you can't keep woobifying Crowfeather into a sad boy. Lol.

[9ofspades]

It’s disability pride month, and if you are disabled in the U.S. from Long Covid I want you to know that you’re not alone, and you’re valid in whatever you feel. Whether that’s sorrow at your new problems or rage at society for failing you, you are valid, and it is truly messed up that society is continuing to fail you.